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@abel-not-able
in the interest of starting clean, and for the purpose of a new take on the character,this account ( abel-not-able ) is being archived, and abel can now be found here.
in the interest of starting clean, and for the purpose of a new take on the character,this account ( abel-not-able ) is being archived, and abel can now be found here.
in the interest of starting clean, and for the purpose of a new take on the character,this account ( abel-not-able ) is being archived, and abel can now be found here.
eyy, so they finally put up the new episode of Book of Circus, so I'm going to be out for like half an hour -- but, feel free to send memes or hit up my inbox with whatever, if you want to interact, and i'll respond when i'm back (:
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
~Andrew Wyeth (via armchairoxfordscholar)
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Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my music. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a short drabble about our muses inspired by that song
Phantoms and Friends - Old Man Canyon
Standing in the kitchen, Jax had a cup of coffee in his hands. He was sipping on it, and watching what was taking place around him. Abel was seventeen at this point, and Jax had to admit that while things were rocky between them, rightfully so, he was still extremely proud of his son. Harper was working on fixing them all breakfast, and when his gaze settled on the boy, he watched him working in a feverish manner at filling out some paperwork. Brows knitted together in curiosity, he makes his way over to the able, and sits down across from his son, looking down to see the college applications before Abel can hide them.
Arching his brow, he looks up at his son, meeting his gaze and he’s met with an almost glare,”I know, you don’t want me going cross country, but I’m just filling anything and everything out.”He spoke, tone near harsh, but Jax wasn’t fazed, not as much as he should be. Sighing, he gave a very slow nod of his head,”Yeah, you’re right, I don’t want you going that far away, but that’s my own selfish reasoning more than anything.”He explained. Abel scoffed and shook his head,”Isn’t it, though?”Jax couldn’t help but pause, reaching out and putting his hand on his sons arm, both brows raising in a pointed look, forcing the other to meet his gaze,”I’m not telling you to stay here in Charming, I’m not telling you to follow in my footsteps.”He countered,”But I do want you safe…you can stay in California, go to Nevada, up to Washington, I don’t care…I just want you close to home, because you’ll be safe that way.”Abel pulled his arm away, and shrugged,”Yeah, well, I’ll be safe enough where ever I end up, as long as I’m not wearing that kutte on my back.”
Jax paused, glancing up when he saw Harper turning around, looking as though she might actually whack Abel with the spatula in her hand, and he shook his head before letting his gaze fall once more on his son,”You’re right, I will give you that much, you are right about that, but you can’t get rid of your last name.”He pointed out,”Listen, I want you to do what makes you happy, I won’t con you or push you into this life, I would rather that you went to college, that you got out of Charming, actually saw the world, had a life, but you have to understand that I’m going to worry about you.”He gives a weak smile,”Don’t think I’m trying to swipe your dreams away from you, kid, it’s far from it.”He meant every word that he said,”But you are my son, and as such, because of the path I chose to walk down, I am going to always be scared for your safety, I can’t help that.”Abel shook his head and let out a hard sigh,”I know this, I’m well aware father, believe me, but letting me have a life, means letting me have a life, and I will do this, I need to do this.”
Jax sat there for a very long moment, his expression dropping, face nearly going blank before he moved to get to his feet. There was a lot of things that he wanted for his boys, both of them, and he wouldn’t deny them the world, but he couldn’t bring himself to change his stance. He knew that maybe he should, maybe it wouldn’t hurt, but the fear ate away at him, and his own fear was making his son angry at him. The position they were in, the odds they were at, it made it harder than it had to be. He brought his cup up and took another sip of his coffee. He’d attempted this conversation again on another day.
abel-not-able:
#[[ Im highly upset over this right now ]]
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☼ :A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget
⎝✮⎞ ;; ― it rained —- he can still remember, when she’d shown up in his life — another whirlwind change that he should be long used to. but he can’t quite force himself to adjust, can’t quite want himself to, when nobody will tell him why — it rained, and at eleven, the thunder still frightened him. worked him up uselessly; restless to the core. he hated her, at first. that sickening sort of hate that only children can cling to. selfish. she wasn’t his mother. she wasn’t his and she appeared at once and never left. lightning that flashes twice as bright behind his eyelids and leaves him longing for reprieve. illuminates the sky day - bright in the middle of the night, twisting his lips in a frown at the alluring wrongness. the way it made his chest knot up when the jagged forks would disappear behind the horizon. hated her because she never left. she came and she stayed and she smiled a beautiful smile. and he knows deep down that good things always leave. and she didn’t doesn’t won’t which means she is by default bad and he doesn’t want — she curls hands around his bony shoulders and ”Can you tell how far away the storm is?” and he scowls. she tucks scraggly blond strands behind his ears and “My mother taught me — “ she counts — one one - thousand, two one - thousand and thunder crashes. he flinches. she counts — one one - thousand, two one - thousand and thunder crashes. she wraps arms around his small frame, huffing a small breath like peppermint and coffee. doesn’t want to be left again. she counts — one one - thousand, two one - thousand three - one thousand and thunder crashes. ”See! It’s gotten further away — ” and he s m i l e s.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest (via feellng)
☠ Drabble list— You can send one anytime.
Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.
Time: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.
Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.
Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]
Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]
Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.
Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.
Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)
Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.
Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever)
I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple
Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.
Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.
« : memory from the past with your character
» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours
☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget
Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.
Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.)
Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.
Nightmare: I’ll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa.
Kiss: I’ll write our characters sharing a kiss, it can be innocent or passionate.
Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra.
Home: I’ll write our characters living together.
Love: I’ll write our character’s falling in love.
Death: I’ll write our character’s mourning over each other.
Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa
Secret: My character tells your character a secret.
Candy Corn: Your character or mine being cheesy to the other
Stars: Our characters under the stars together
Snow: Our characters in the cold together
Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight
Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.
Send me the first half of a story and I'll finish it.
Do you like the person you’ve become?
"How did we get here?"
paramore starter sentences
⎝✮⎞ ;; ― a lizard flick of his tongue over incisors, lips cracking with amusement. there’s a mischievousness that stains him like oil paint, thick and layered and unfading. a portrait of himself in mirror of cruel adolescence. the question halts his bones, like scenery that has just been revealed from behind a curtain; as though an awareness has settled upon his ribs, and he can’t help but furrow his brows a bit at the sudden revelation. a small part of him wants to laugh, but he silences it by pressing his tongue along his soft palate, offering a small almost - pout. ”I’m going to assume that’s rhetorical… ”
Sentence Starters [Paramore version] - Mixture of fluff, angst, nsfw.
"I think we have an emergency."
"Stay with me; this is what I need, please."
"This heart; it beats, beats for only you."
"Please don't go now."
"My heart is yours."
"Well, what's the problem? You've got a lot of nerve!"
"I put my faith in you -- so much faith -- and then you just threw it away."
"God, it's just feels so good."
"I've watched his wildest dreams come true; not one of them involving you."
"I noticed your eyes are always glued to me."
"You don't know what you do to me."
"You treat me just like another stranger."
"Ignorance is your new best friend."
"Maybe you should tie me up so I won't go where you don't want me."
"You don't have to believe me...."
"We must get more acquainted."
"You don't deserve a point of few if the only thing you see is you."
"We still live in the same town well don't we? But I don't see you around anymore."
"I feel no sympathy."
"There's no need to apologize, I've got no time for feeling sorry."
"Won't you promise me tonight?"
"No one is as lucky as us."
"I am just a ghost."
"All I wanted was you."
"How did we get here?"
"I used to know you so well."
"I'm a renegade; it's in my blood."
"I'm not a little girl no more."
"Some of us have to grow up sometimes...."
"If I have to, I'm gonna leave you behind."
"Aren't you tired of always being mad at the world?"
"Baby, I don't want your pity, so don't feel sorry for me."
"What are you gonna do when the world don't orbit around you?"
"Don't go cryin' to your mama."
"I thought I would be happy by now..."
"After all this time, I'm still into you."
"I should be over all the butterflies, but I'm into you."
"I'm into you."
"Why do you care what people think?"
"The only proof that I need is you."
"So do you love me?"
"All you gotta do is say yes."
"I'd hate to see your heart break."
"Aren't you gonna stay the night?"
"As soon as you walk out my door, I'm gonna call a hundred times."
"I'm not one of those crazy girls."
"I'm not angry anymore."
"You should be alone with me."
We’ve dwindled to six guys
"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"
⎝✮⎞ ;; ― a flutter of dark lashes to reveal fever - bright irises, like dark dissipating in favour of dawn. a smile sits at the corners of his lips — a small thing, more side - effect than any sort of emotional response. the inside of his mouth like cheap cotton, faint click of his throat in time with the bobbing of his adam’s apple as he swallows. irritation curls around his ribs in response to the amount of effort to push out some sort of response. can feel as it ripples across his features, pulling lips taut and creases the corners of his eyes like folding paper. ”Would it make a diff’rence?”