weeds, marina and the diamonds // jean marc janiaczyk
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weeds, marina and the diamonds // jean marc janiaczyk
→ eve .
time had been anything but kind, breaking them apart only to draw them back to one another after so many years had passed. where they had been partners, now its almost seemed as though she was talking to a distant stranger. comfort and familiarity now replaced with tension and uncertainty.
’ cotton candy?’ her nose wrinkles, smile widening as she shakes her head. ’ i have heard of it, though i’ve never had the chance to try it. you find it at carnivals, right? not something you pick up at your average market i don’t think. funfetti, however, i have grown rather fond of. it’s quite fun to bake with.’
❛ yeah , carnivals . they kind of died down on the food since a few hundred years ago , i wish they still had pies or steaks there . ❜ he enjoyed the first carnivals that traveled around the world , a wide range of animals and acrobats . it was much simpler back then , and the world now could really learn from the past . everyone seemed so busy now , unable to like the simpliest of tasks without wanting to stare at devices .
❛ i haven't tried funfetti . . . i'm not really good at baking . ❜ it's a task that his hands didn't manage to keep up with. building stores and tables ? easy . but baking . . . anything with the kitchen he was doomed for ; it was the reason why he ate out a lot . ❛ there's a carnival in the next town over . . . would you wanna go with me ? ❜
Jack Falahee!
→ eve .
a small grin spreads across pale features at his retort, now able to relax a bit more. he always did have the uncanny ability to make her laugh, even when she was at her lowest. ‘ you can thank coolsculpting for that. the twenty-first century really never ceases to amaze me. there’s an answer for every problem these days. ’
slender limbs fall to either side, index fingers interlacing behind her back. ‘ they’ve even got unicorn and rainbow colored food now. have you had the opportunity to try either? i’ll admit it was a bit intimidating at first but it’s definitely an experience. ’
❛ i'll have to thank them later . ❜ he feels awkward , hoping that eve was still the same as she was in the garden . after all these eons , it wouldn't be surprising if she did change . adam did in more ways than one , but he hoped it was for the better .
topic of food was always a great place to start , a mutual interest as he's tasted many interesting types in his lifetime . ❛ not really . . . i had , uh . . . i think they call it cotton candy ? not sure why , but — it was very sugar-y and i don't know how humans eat it but it tasted good when i had a bit of it . have you tried it before ? ❜
HEADCANONS » ( personality / mental status ) » tw .
» he gets panic attacks . after years of losing loved ones and watching deaths occur on television , in front of his eyes and the sick who pass over , people would think he would become numb to it . but he’s not , he loves everyone on earth , even the ones who are deemed “ evil “ . it may just be him — it may be because he gives way too many chances , but he likes to see the good in others . even if he is immortal , he fears DEATH because of what’s happened on earth .
» normally quiet and to himself , he feels as though he is sometimes NOT WORTHY of friends or companions . to live in an unchanging body , stuck between twenty-five & thirty-five ( seriously , he’s lost count and that was EONS ago ) , it would be a peculiar thing for a human to fall for him and for adam to not become old ?
» his confidence ever since the garden has changed . it’s chipped , walls are built around him on guard . deeply , he wishes to love but it just doesn’t seem possible . one night stands are comfortable , ‘ dating ‘ isn’t really his thing . all he wishes is for children and a family life , but it seems as though it’s been ripped from him . at first , he did blame eve , but then he realized he was just at as much FAULT as she was .
» he has constant nightmares . whether it’s another punishment or it’s just reality knocking on his sleeping door , adam is plagued with them . sometimes he wakes in a sweaty mess , sometimes he just sleep talks .
» he’s been through it all with suicidal thoughts , from the thoughts themselves to the actual attempts over the years . he can’t die — only angels can kill him . the punishment has frustrated him to no end , but for the last couple hundred years he’s just become numb and has accepted his fate .
» sometimes there’s a rumble of anger that can scare whoever he’s around . the first incident of this happening was when lilith left the garden .
» among the negative emotions , he is quite uncanny and funny . he can pin jokes , he can turn a situation lighter . he’s also very caring and loyal to those around him .
» he has many plants in his penthouse . what he lacks in friends he has in many succulent plants . he’s just a damn plant daddy .
» he’s also taken up art / painting to help with the stresses of life . he’s been painting for a number of years , and has sold a few in his life time over different aliases .
He tore the beauty from his face, and called it terror.
v.c | and he would weep until slumber arrived. (via erebius)
Jack Falahee photographed by Nicholas Maggio for OUT Magazine (2014)
→ eve .
Slender limbs fold across her chest, a small effort to temper the maelstrom of emotions that wash over her. It’s not in her to close herself off from him. Not when a part of him still cages her heart. That single rib he’d given so that she could have life. There’s an ache of longing she feels just looking at him now. But it has been eons, and time has done little but change her. She cannot help but wonder if he’s changed too.
‘ Adam, ’ she finally breathes. The silence between them is suffocating, and though they stand just a few feet from one another, there might as well be an ocean between them. Fingernails bite into the flesh of her arms while she fumbles to find the right words. Any words really. Anything to shorten the distance between them. ‘ It’s been a while. You look well. ’
@adamthicc hit the ❤
the universe had been cruel to them both . banished to earth and the truth , adam lived for years upon years on his own trying to figure out life as the earth-born humans had . languages , society norms , the way their knowledge grew . adam was there for all of it , and although he was scared of it at first ( a land of UNKNOWN ) , adam learned to fit into it quite well with his children .
the chance of running into the mother of his children was a rarity ; adam's frozen in place as he looks her over . ❛ eve. ❜ strong vocals , the air between them feeling insufferable as he begins to muster up an answer , ❛ ah , well , you know . . . botox does wonders . ❜ a soft smile , his attempt at lightening the meeting , ❛ kidding . . . you look great too , same as ever . ❜
→ lucifer .
@adamthicc· replied to your post: “ Oh yes, you go do that. Great idea, I’m sure…
“ but i have more experience ? ”
“ yeah. with two crazy chicks. impressive. “
❛ that's still two more individuals than what you've had . ❜
Come on. It’s not like we said that we were exclusive.
→ lilith .
The voice in her dreams hadn’t sounded like him for a very long time and he didn’t look like how she remembered either. Neither did she. Although this body was a lot closer to the one she had had in the garden it was not a duplicate. Had this been any other run of the mill meeting of intimidation she would make a point of looking him up and down. Usually makes them nervous. Instead, Lilith can hardly look at Adam in the face let alone anywhere else.
“I want you to leave. It can be your decision to do so. I understand how posturing is important to you” always the ego. Always the dominance. Always having to come out on top. Literally. “This is much too close” if the demons got word that he was here they could come for him. To get secrets in the hopes of finding a way to bring Lilith down. After all that she has endured she would not loose what she has gone to great lengths to gain. “You have until the end of the week” and she begins to stand. What she had to say has been said and now there is no more for them to discuss.
all the while that lilith can barely look at him , adam is staring directly at her . a love tainted by cruel plans , adam still believed he could somehow get back that lilith he knew in the garden . a sucker for love , a sucker for lilith , although he tried to play it off as if she meant nothing to him . a lie , a hoax , a game in which he knew she played one as well .
but this wasn't a game , not now . ❛ i've been here for quite a while . i like it here . ❜ voice is soft , a bit rough around the edges because of sleep , her presence waking him up quicker than anything ever could . why did she have to go straight to the point ? couldn't they have had a simple meet - and - greet ? a catch-up from years apart ? crossing his arms , adam straightens his back . ❛ i'm not leaving , lilith . i don't care what might happen , this is my home . ❜