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[ work on the carrd? nah. rotate Adam's synesthesia in my brain like a fallout object ]

{ Adam is not doing the trend of the opening notes of "Everywhere I Go" by Hollywood Undead playing and just going "I'm about to say a whole lot of words I don't mean," not because his ass doesn't do social media, but because he means every word except "break up with my girlfriend." }

#{ adam headcanon }

What's Adam's loadbearing lore?

favorite animal is cows

twice-divorced

synesthesia (specifically projective chromesthesia)

girldad (only really involved with his boys but MAN he's such a girldad)

plays guitar left-handed, despite being right-handed

chronic migraines

considers himself divorced

can name you three of his kids at any given time (there are more than 3)

Voting ended onJul 9

#{ this was up through a mutual on another dash and now I'm just going }#{ angelposting }#{ adam headcanon }#{ i put divorced on there twice i'm so dumb }

cia-o

felt ok but then remembered

#{ adam musing }#{ eve musing }#{ james musing }#{ anya musing }

{ this is mostly because I'm working on an adamlute fic and needed the playlist for it but sunday headcanon: Adam's dedicated sex playlist for partners he cares about heavily features 80s power ballads }

#{ adam headcanon }#{ nsft }

Don't mind the distant cackling.

#{ eve ic }#{ dash commentary }#{ is it commentary if it's on a reply to my own post? }

lspectabilishost

"Look, I know the little one doesn't always act like it but I did raise those first two to say shit with their fuckin' chests."

@rxgnofiglia

rxgnofiglia

"I'd sure hope tha' first fatha' would'a! Be disappointin' otha'wise."

lspectabilishost

"Okay okay, don't start with the flattery this early, shit."

#{ adam ic }#rxgnofiglia

"Look, I know the little one doesn't always act like it but I did raise those first two to say shit with their fuckin' chests."

@rxgnofiglia

#{ world's adequatest father }#{ adam ic }#rxgnofiglia #{ it won't let me tag you }

lspectabilishost

Damn, kid. Grew that spine when I wasn't lookin', huh?

ficklefables

"It's one thing when people say stuff about me, but... her? It's not even that it's just a bad option, I just... refuse to let it be an option at all. She doesn't deserve that."

lspectabilishost

"Cute. Hang onto that, you'll miss it."

#{ i still only have two icons but like he's doing better than felix and emily ig }#ficklefables | abel #{ adam ic }

Damn, kid. Grew that spine when I wasn't lookin', huh?

#{ dash commentary }#{ adam ic }

ficklefables

@lspectabilishost sent:

why would you want me in your life? (hey Abel, Dad's in a weirdly self-aware mood)

What kind of trick question is that?

"Uh..." Abel huffs an uncomfortable chuckle. This feels... odd in a way that he can't quite put his finger on. It could just be that the vibe had shifted from where it was just moments ago—it still hadn't been great—but something about this new vibe is... oddly specific. Reasonably uncomfortable.

"Because... you're my dad? Why—I mean, why wouldn't I want you in my life?" There are probably a few reasons that could be conjured up quite quickly, but Abel, personally, can't think of a single one that would stop him from wanting his father in his life. (Maybe that says more about him than he'd like it to.) "I know we don't always, like, see eye-to-eye on things, but nobody agrees on everything all the time. Right?" As if he doesn't know that for a fact.

"Are you feeling okay? I didn't do something to make you think otherwise, did I?"

lspectabilishost

"Fuckin'... just... gimme a sec, okay? Just... thinking about shit lately. Must be a thunderstorm coming up on the schedule or something, you know they fuck with my head."

More specifically, they make the entire middle of his face hurt, and they overwhelm his vision with white, but that's un-fucking-related. He can't tune it out like he can tune out the raspberry-colored pops that bloom at the edges of his vision whenever the kid opens his mouth.

In his defense, he... also hadn't meant to say that out loud. It's been a lot of that lately, actually. Being grounded, especially with no end date for said grounding, gives a guy time to think, and whatever Raphael is giving him for the ache in his ribs and back is making him too fuzzy even to work on his personal stuff. So maybe because he can't get the thoughts out on paper or out on the strings, they're just coming out whenever.

"... lotta time to think when you're stuck on the bench, kid."

#{ sorry man i'm still building i got one icon }#ficklefables | abel #{ adam ic }#{ 'so like head trauma am i right--' like we can equate a broken nose and migraines to What Happened To Abel }

{ hey its angel i'm just building dmm }

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