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& he will tell you the day after a triumph is as hollow as a day after tragedy. 

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& he will tell you the day after a triumph is as hollow as a day after tragedy. 

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OK. NATALIE PORTMAN. she’s fabulous. not to mention i loved aether possessed jane.

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oh taneleer tivan, you fucking hoarder. something tells me that he would of been nutso once he got all of those stones. crazy cat person except worse.

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PSYLOCKE.     okay she’s hands down my favorite horsemen that fox decided to use. even tho we were both like “wtf” is with the horsemen choices, she’s my favorite. o/

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❛     i am all that is and ever will be. i’ve begun a superior race and will see that nothing stops my people from a deserved world.   call me god           elohim, ra, en sabah nur.   ❜       sickened eyes shot it’s attention towards the stars, seeking some sort of guidance or destined action for this young mutant. faint whispers could only be heard by those blessed by celestial ancients, more importantly, apocalypse. many years spent upon worship of the constellations were put to good use ; he valued their words.

to be attacked was to place this troubled child in great danger             weed out the weak from the deserving. apocalypse had his own various layers of protective barriers, one being from his fallen horsemen. shadows danced, sinister hands marked by those capable to devour light had worked it’s way all around. apocalypse had no worries, but rather enjoyed evaluating her worth. purple was the technomagnetic field that killed all that dared to touch       all forces that dared to oppose.   ❛     you are still weak. uneducated of your  p o t e n t i a l. let me help you.  ❜

a deity, birthed underneath the of a street lamp.  RECOGNITION, like a mother identifying her child out of a crowd of millions.  she heard his words, intoxicating, the voice suffocated of any angst she had to bear —– yet the purity inside him was crusted with a power, a darkness too concentrated to churn with her own mind ;; a purity that would make quick work in eradicating any form of energy she could manipulate.  a calmative aura with the intention to rip her will to shreds.

❛  … you aren’t a human —- nor mutant …  ❜  soft, q u a k i n g  tones ;; a wary expression was masked by something darker in a matter of seconds —- caution, distrust.  a child, blinded by ignorance.  such power was consuming, more addicting than the purest form of heroine ;; the nefarious silhouette meant to m a n i p u l a t e.

FEAR.  the mutant swept a hand in front of her && stumbled back, a thick wall made from the fruits of her doubt.  a barrier, a SHIELD —- protecting the unknowing from the monster that stood in front of her.  a superficial skin of obsidian twined around her fingers, && bled into an acute tip ;; a weapon to defend herself.  ——–  the other side of the wall began to flood with black energy, causing the surrounding air to become thicker.  the barricade would curl and twist around the diety ;; in what would result as SUFFOCATION.

to say her powers were uncontrollable was FALSE —— but the strength she had execute them was limited.

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One day the AIs are going to look back on us the same way we look at fossil skeletons on the plains of Africa. An upright ape living in dust with crude language and tools, all set for extinction.

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as long as apocalypse feels his motives are for the greater good for his kind, he will stand up to most mighty of warriors. although he tends to stay out of the affairs of asgardians, he will attempt to set their heads straight and counter their negligence with a very deep depressive guilt for centuries. much like the olympians, apocalypse has no pity for royalties that claim to be vigilant yet kill their people by negligence. he stood by analyzing the greek gods as they watched their mortal followers die ( following the rule that gods do not interfere with humans ). ultimately he disagrees how the olympians and asgardians claim to protect humanity, whilst he has witnessed them be absent in the many trials of human war / fatal casualties. so in the heat of an argument with these different gods, he will not fight them unless threatened ! . .  but will see that their eyes will be opened to centuries of elusive lies for mortal protection above the deserving.

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❛    its  b l i n d  at very best           have you read a history book containing my story? no. they left me out for a reason, they wanted me nonexistent . .  ❜       apocalypse didn’t want to dabble too far into the  m i s t a k e  of humans.  as much as he’d love to       little interested the god in their petty livelihood.     ❛   history is only watching me out of regret.   ❜      aged hands pressed against a deteriorated face      eyes closed to relieve tension.

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[ she isn’t proud, far from it. she was an idiot, she died and let the weak-   minded populace witch hunt her until she burned. it was a felony,   something to be enraged over but instead she sad for too long, with her   blood only bubbling under her skin. she fixes the positively hellish   creature in front of her with a glare. she doesn’t like him, but myrtle   won’t say she doesn’t respect him. ]

‘History has it’s eyes on you.’

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"Promises were made. Promises that have yet to be fulfilled.”

      [    a dead meme that i cannot find.    o/    ]    @electricelle

❛     many prayers go  u n a n s w e r e d  with a busy mind.   remind me, what is it that you are asking for?             ❜       dilated pupils were at fault for spending so much time within the d a r k n e s s  ; electrical currents resonated from this worried mutant. sleepless nights called for an amassed duty to provide solace. apocalypse had no need to look at the woman that dared to approach a legendary  m o n s t e r .

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AFRAID?

          No, that’s not GOOD enough.

                  [          I WANT YOU ABSOLUTELY T̘E̯̻R̠̭R̺I̜͇F̰̖I͙E̗Ḍ͓. ]

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Dan Stevens | LEGION trailer | x

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And in my dreams, I meet the ghosts of all the people who have come and g o n e