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                        ❛ you belong to magic of old, archaic and begone—       lost and long passed.                                                            𝐈𝐍𝐃. 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄
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cinephiliac:
sightkept answered your post: “question to all my followers who have 2 or more blogs that are semi-…”:
you sell your soul to satan
ah, i see.  lemme just hit him up real quick & then i’ll become all powerful 
1-800-SATAN
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          “   did  i  ask  about  your  daily  plans?  “   he  doesn’t  wait  for  a  response  before  setting  off  towards  the  arena.  unsure  why  he’s  been  tasked  with  this  but  determined  not  to  let  ken  down,  he  regards  the  boy  with  a  frown  and  gives  his  back  a  gentle  push.   “   the  range  can  wait.   -   it’s  all  you  do,  sons  of  apollo,  but  there’s  more  shit  to  train,  you  know?   swords  first,  then  we’ll  see.   and  about  the  babysitter  thing,  ask  your  brother.   “
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              ❛ no—        BUT I’M NOT cancelling them just ‘cause ken thinks i need a baby sitter!        i’m gonna practice, and then i’m gonna go tune my lyre.  it’s your choice if you’re comin’ with or not. ❜     tyler j. rosen is a pleasant boy,  like the sun beating down on your skin after a long day;   he’s a warm breeze,  the sound of wind chimes gently brushed by a summer-heated gust,     but he... above all of these things,     is { capable } of being determined.  he was determined to move past the things he saw,       and the crippling seizures that followed the visions that took him, and shook him to the very core.           he got up, like he’d only just fallen, and hadn’t seen something NO YOUNG BOY should.         it was how he handled his visions before,        and it would be how he handled them now.    siblings concern, or naught.  
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             url meme   ;     accepting    ↪     @sightkept
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he’s got a heart so pure, i bet he has flowers growing between his ribs
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anyone else have a heart thats too soft….. a marshmallow heart…… tempur-pedic mattress heart…. a cotton candy heart…..
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EYES   NARROW   SLIGHTLY   WITH   LIPS   SLIGHTLY    pouted      .          he’d   have   to   look   into   that      .          (      mental   note   for   later      )          a   smile   replaces   the   pout      &      an   arm   goes   around   ty’s   shoulders    ,      accompanied   with   a   gentle   squeeze      .          ❛      well    ,      you’re   my   new   son   now      &      we’ll   worry   about   the   legal   aspects   later    .      ❜
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         the familiar way hermes handles him is ...   well, it’s nice—   carter wasn’t like this,   not when they first met.     tyler was young then,     five years old or so,     but he still remembers how distant his step father was at first.     he used to look at ty like he was “just” there, and nothing else.  but when he saw  {  an opportunity   } in him? well that’s when he was interested.      he COULD USE tyler’s pudgy cheeks and his bright eyes, to gain a buck or two.   it helped that ty was a quick learner as well, learning how to charm and trick,  dupe and fool;   he played tourists to venice beach as well as a professional cellist with his cello.       it wouldn’t surprise ty if carter was one of hermes’, but IF HE WAS ...  the man didn’t know ;  and for hermes’ sake, the boy hopes carter isn’t. he’d done too many morally scandalous things,    for any father to be proud of.     {  but he did take care of ty  },   in some way or another, as well as took care of his mother.  and tyler loved him.  for he was the only father he had ever known, and had no example set prior, of what a dad should really be.
          ❛ .... i ‘dunno ....   i mean, i haven’t met my dad yet but ... maybe he’s cool— like you. ❜
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i made a hermes kid bc i got bored and i like making blogs ok he’ll be low-ish activity but my boy is adopted, doesn’t know he’s adopted, doesn’t know he’s a demigod, is like 13 years old, and steals snowglobes and sneaks out at night and made best friends w/ the doorman at the shnazzy apartment building he, his mom & dad live in at in ny near central park.
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          “   sorry,   you’re  too  short    to  have  an  opinion.   “   he  clasped  the  boy’s  shoulder  and  ushered  him  to  walk  forward.   “   ken  asked  me  to  keep  an  eye  on  you,  so  let’s  go.   “  /  @sightkept
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              ❛ — ‘am not. ❜  but he isn’t exactly the tallest either.  he’s fourteen, he’s got time.  but it isn’t the first time he’s been taunted like this;  or worse, when ken holds things out of ty’s reach.    ❛ i don’t need a baby sitter! i’m fine, see— ❜   spoken while gesturing to himself as A WHOLE,   ❛ fine.  dandy.  peachy!  i’m just gonna go to the range anyways,       do you       {  really  }       gotta’ be around for that? ❜
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healglow:
     A  SHAKE  OF  THE  HEAD   is  the  only  reply  he  receives  ,   eyes  flicking  shut  for  one  beat  ,   two  beats  ,    a  sigh  falls  past  chapped  lips  and  eyes  open  once  more  ,   looking  no  less  pained.     if  this  was  ken  it  would  be  different  ,   if  it  was  gwen    ––    but  ty  was  but  a  baby  ,   the  youngest  of  their  brood  ,   too  young  for  such  things.         ‘ we’re  going  for  ice  cream  ,   come  on.   ‘
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          it doesn’t take the gift–  or rather,  CURSE–  of foresight to know that something wasn’t right.  tyler saw many things, too many in fact,  for his own liking.  when his visions first began,  they were timid things that stole from him his presence in the present.  it stilled his body, and his eyes ... well, they’d be lost;      lost somewhere else.   not  quite  in  an  abyss,   so  much  as   {  a funnel cloud  }   with  millions  of  red  strings  winding ‘round and ‘round–    at times,    one thread joining another,    and another.    clusters,    families, so strong when FIRST FORGED ...  it was when he begun to see these threads snap however,     that his visions became violent.    the doctors had no proper diagnosis nor cause for his seizures, not one that science could explain.   for while tyler and his mother knew the cause, no one in their right mind would  {  believe  }.         even when he told them they were going to die.   or worse, be the cause of someone else’s death.
                 ❛ y’know, as much as i love ice cream— you know you can talk to me, right? ❜
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 ❛  LOVE  looks  not  with  the  eyes ,  but  with  the  mind     -       -    &  therefore  is  (  WINGED CUPID  )   painted  blind .       /      ind.  eros  of  the  grecian  mythos.   understood  by  aaron.
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did i ever mention that ty is very good @ acting bc carter taught him to play the fuck outta people ???
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IT’S LIKE DROWNING,   ONLY IT ISN’T COLD, BUT IT ISN’T WARM EITHER.   AND IT’S LIKE WAVES ARE CRASHING OVER YOU, TUMBLING YOU AROUND, DISORIENTING YOU EVERY WHICH WAY, AND YOU CAN’T CLOSE YOUR EYES.       YOU SEE THE MADNESS,       THE DISASTER AS THE BOTTOM OF THE SHALLOWS IS SHAKEN.  BECAUSE LIKE THE SHALLOWS AFTER A WAVE, PEOPLE’S LIVES ARE JUST THE SAME.  AND YOU WATCH,     JUST WATCH …      HOW EASILY THEY ARE DESTROYED,          AND    DISRUPTED.      SOMETIMES THEY RECOVER, SOMETIMES THEY DON’T.     AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS WATCH.
              TYLER J. ROSEN, GREEK DEMIGOD, SEER, PROPHET, AND SON OF APOLLO.      
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@burndhim replied to your post “i hate @burndhim & @healglow 8/”
this is what u get for snakes
i diDNT EVEN WANT A SNAKE DAD THATS EZRA !!!!! I WANTED A LIZZURD !!!
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i hate @burndhim & @healglow 8/
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❝    KEEP  IT  DOWN ,   SOMEONE’LL  BOX  YOUR  EARS .    ❞    yet  his  little  brother  comes  running  to  his  company ,   as  bemused  as  he  felt  about  the  intrusion .    the  wolves  valued  their  peace  and  quiet ,   and  it  wasn’t  very  often  that  they  expressed  patience  with  noise .    at  the  sight  of  a  child ,    their  attention  perked  ,   heads  popping  up ,    yet  they  remained  tame  about  their  usual  hostility .    he  extends  an  arm  in  offer  after  a  second  of  hesitancy  for  the  other  to  take  in  order  to  balance  himself  towards  kenneth’s  side  of  the  steep  hill .     ❝     c’mere ,   runt .    ❞
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     he should fear a wolf,   it would be the natural reaction of any mortal—   for oh,   how fragile mortal beings are.   but he knows ken,   and knows his brother is safe with the wolves.   they grant him passage amongst their numbers,    even mayhaps   {  call him one of their own  }    and tyler may be an outsider,    and may have drawn attention with the boisterous tone of voice which he had called out for his brother with ...      but HE WAS SAFE at ken’s side.  safer here, than alone ; safer yet, than with his own mother.           ❛ i’m gonna grow y’know!  s’not like i’m old like you. ❜
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