don't hate me for being inactive for such a long time babes.
school has been messing up my schedule and everything I'M GOING TO TRY AND DO SOME REPLIES AND POST SOME OPENS.
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don't hate me for being inactive for such a long time babes.
school has been messing up my schedule and everything I'M GOING TO TRY AND DO SOME REPLIES AND POST SOME OPENS.
"Gotta get ready for stage. Got 5 minutes before I’m walking on stage. 5 minutes! Then I’m walking on stage."
The other night made everything feel different between them, understandably. Perhaps, it may have been the reason for his indiscernible fear and why he distanced himself from Jared. The fact he had any feelings toward the other scared him enough to desire to runaway. After the silence ended, Maverick listened attentively to Jared. He didn’t quite what would happen between them, but something about this felt as if it were the right thing. He would have to let go of his fear of being too close.
"Don’t be sorry," He murmured in a gentle tone. A warm feeling filled his chest as Jared’s arms wrapped around him. Any chance he had of running away disappeared. "Yes. I’m not going to leave you," He responded as he wrapped his arms around Jared. "…I feel the same way, too."
He wasn't leaving him. The words assured him, let the worrying wash away finally. He wanted to just stay like this. "Let's try to talk things out next time huh?" It made him chuckle. Jared wasn't the type to want to talk about his feelings. This little break was something that was rare for others to see. He had other ways to express what he was feeling and he was stuck like that. "I'm not too needy for you am I?" He knew he was. It was just something that happened whenever he let someone actually get close to him. Some people didn't like it, some did.
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The emotional confession resulted in a heavy wave of guilt. Admittedly, Maverick actively spent a majority of his time the past couple days avoiding Jared. An attachment began to form between them, and it terrified him enough to desire to run away. Relationships were not something he welcomed willingly. However, ever since the first night they were together, he found himself struggling between merely wanting to have fun or risk settling in a relationship. To his dismay, he found himself leaning toward the latter. He vowed to himself weeks ago not to act or speak about his own emotions. He presumed Jared wanted nothing more than benefits, and he wasn’t going to waste time dwelling on a undetermined relationship. Needless to say, the confession made everything…a bit more complex.
As Jared continued to speak, Maverick shook his head before moving to be closer to him. “You are not stupid, and there’s no reason to apologize for how you feel.” Maverick’s voice fell into a low tone. He breathed deeply as he attempted to compose himself long enough to comfort the other- to figure out his own feelings. “How long have you felt this way, Jared?”
How long had he felt this way? Jared stayed quiet, resting his forehead against Maverick's shoulder. "Since the other night, but I've felt like this for a while. The other night just made me sure of myself." It had to be said. He wasn't stupid for admitting the feelings to himself and Maverick. A small smile tugged as the corners of his mouth. This felt right, being close to him like this. "I'm still sorry. I couldn't keep it pent up anymore." His arms wrapped around the other man, keeping him there just in case he was wanting to run off. He didn't want him leaving, not just yet. "Can you stay tonight? Please?"
this is where most people get sentimental but i bet most no one reads that SO, instead, allow me to blabber to whoever is actually reading this about the fact that penguins can’t really fly. like how boned are they? with polar bears around them and here’s the real giveaway if you’re reading this and they can’t even fly away like what the hecke is that even legal? i feel like we should strap jet packs to all penguins so that they have a legitimate reason to live and be free. plus, first birds with jet packs. it’ll be the future - if they survive, we can strap them to puffins, and then ostriches. and then moose! always moose.
( as a side note to all you lovely people: i have never hit this number before, so i’m in awe. and… excuse the shitty gifts. )
the rules.
rules are simple: must be following me, unfollowing after is rude. likes and reblogs count - just remember that more reblogs does not equal more entries. just fucks up the system. but do what you want. ends on september third because that is my birthday.
the gifts
third place will get:
an SPC styled promotion about them.
idk maybe one of those ‘muse with text posts’ things if you want?
second place will get:
an SPC styled promotion about them.
idk maybe one of those ‘muse with text posts’ things if you want?
a small, five to eight song playlist inspired by a subject of their choosing. ( their muse, a relationship, a thread, etc. )
first place will get:
an SPC styled promotion about them.
idk maybe one of those ‘muse with text posts’ things if you want?
a large, twelve to twenty song playlist inspired by a subject of their choosing. ( their muse, a relationship, a thread, etc. )
cookies. or something. idk we’ll work something out.
WHOA. I have 200 followers now. You guys are awesome. I never thought I’d get this many. So thank you! Everyone has been so patient with me as I’ve been really sick and job hunting. I know I’ve been super slow, so I appreciate the kind words and support that I’ve gotten from a lot of people.
The people who I bother like every single day and probably annoy to death. I love you.
jay-leh, whopraysoverus, thewaytoredemption, shadowsuspended, notthegoodgrimes, icallitmagicmartin, montanaparker, controltheengine, wedonotrunfromit, dontkillforpleasure, bringfreedomback
To the people I roleplay with and/or stalk and enjoy from afar. Including other Abigail’s who I secretly worship and non-rp blogs who not only inspire my writing, but have fabulous insight into the fandoms I roleplay in.
apuresociopath, thisisntmybed, eideticker, alwayswillgraham, willgrahambreak, hanniballecterthedoctor, prxvatecarnage, daughterhobbs, teacupwilliam, winstxn, bobbiclaude, requiredtobesocial, peeking-behind-the-curtain, abigail-rising, lecter-cannibal, l-ange-en-rouge, graham-rising, still-life-peach, quitethehumanitarian, bedelix, x-williamgraham-x,
All right, so I tried to get everyone. Between this one and my last follow forever, you should follow everyone on the lists. I apologize if I missed anyone. Thank you again for following me and for all the fun we’ve had. <3
sorry i haven't been on guys. school started up this week. im trying to get back in line and all that. i'll be trying to reply as much as i can. ): i'm rly super sorry tho.
“‘Course man. I think it’d be cool.”
--"You sure? Well, Blake didn't seem to mind when I had him meet me at that vegan place down the road. I'm sure you wouldn't."
A shallow breath fell from his lips
as he looked down at the charred skin. Instinctively, he flinched as Jared’s hand made contact with him- a silent way of asking the other not to harm him. His body relaxed as he recognized the to be of acceptance, not harm. Slowly, his eyes found Jared’s once more. If it were possible, he loved Jared as a person even more. Being accepting was a beautiful quality to have, and something Maverick immensely valued. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips gently to Jared’s cheek. “You’re beautiful.”
--"It's only the shell that's beautiful." It wasn't good for him to be saying things like about himself. Jared made sure Maverick wouldn't have time to respond as he kissed him. His lips pressed gently against Maverick's, not crossing a line with it. Jared's hand moved to hold onto his shoulder as they kissed. He pulled from the kiss shortly after, only moving enough to break the kiss. His lips were against his jaw, pressing kisses and moving down to his neck. The hand moved to hold the other side of his neck, fingers playing with his hair.
"The feeling is mutual.— Hey we can eat some lunch if you want."
--"Is that an invitation, Mr. Levine?"
Hush
."Hush"
8. "I’m afraid of losing you."
Something inside just sparked earlier that day and he had been like that the whole day. He felt distance from Maverick the past couple of days. Maybe it was just himself being panicky about it. They were just friends with benefits, but Jared was starting to grow attached to the man. It was one of his flaws. Flings was one thing, but something about Maverick made him really like the guy.
"I'm stupid for thinking that aren't I? How could I lose you when we were just fooling around? I jumped to conclusions quickly didn't I?" Would this little stupid feeling ruin whatever they had? He really hoped it didn't. "I'm sorry."
"Hush"
"Hush"
29. “There was nothing I could do.”
He shouldn't be torn up the way he was, but he was. The tears were foolish, but something from reading those messages made him sad. There was nothing he could do because it was just how life was. He didn't even know her. “You probably think I’m stupid, crying over a fan. We made her happy. I don't know if it's sadness or happiness, Wichita.”
Hush
"Hush"
13. “I’ve got 6 months to live.”
It was hard to say. It had been avoiding it for a week in a half. He couldn’t hold it together any longer. It just built up and the dam finally broke. Jared could see what was written all over Chris' face. "They can't do anything. I'm sorry." He knew he didn't have much time left, that he had things he had to get sorted. His hands slipped from Chris' shoulders and he refused to look at him. "I didn't realize it was this bad." He kept quiet, wiping away his tears as he curled up against the other man. There wasn't anything they could do. They had to make the best of it. "Don't forget me. That's all I ask." He knew Chris wouldn't but he just needed to hear him say it. They'd get through this. He knew they would.
Hush
"Hush"
11. "There was an accident."
That's all he said as he wrapped his arms around Allen His face buried into the other man's chest, trying to hide himself from the world. This was something he wished would have never happened. His sobs were muffled, but his body still shook from them. After some time, he managed to calm himself down. Jared's ear was resting against the man's chest, a few silent tears still falling. "'Shannon's hurt, bad. He wrecked his bike out with his friends." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, trying to keep himself from crying. "They don't know. They don't know, Allen."
"Hush"
"Hush"
"The house burned down."
—He wasn’t expecting Abigail to be there trying to comfort him. Everything was gone. He managed to find a few things, but the things he really cared about had went up with the house. His arms wrapped around her. There he was crying and trying to find comfort from her. She was one of the only things he had left and he wanted to make sure she never left.