#ft abel

[mcsiggy]

a bunch of old references from chapter 2 of Various Everythings :>

[bertarojas]

she was supposed to be asleep, but instead, she was glued to her phone. berta wasn't sure if she should even be considering the message or not. ‘rojas, there's a race in two hours, the place is sick, make sure to come.’ was she really supposed to be thinking about it? she walked into the room where abel was, leaning against the door frame. "hey there, handsome," she smiled. "i know we should both be asleep, but…" she walked over and handed him her phone. "i’ve been thinking about this," berta admitted. "is it crazy to ask you to come with me?" she asked, biting her lip nervously. "if you think we shouldn't go, i’ll stay, but i got all excited and don’t wanna go if you're not cool with it." ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡�� @abel-airhart

[fragmcntedsouls]

abel campbell ✦ marni lewis // @shadcwcursed

The intention had never been to lose his temper with Theo, but Abel couldn't just stand there and listen to pleas to accept the fact that his father might not be coming home. It didn’t matter if it was weeks or months, Abel would forever hold onto the belief that his father would return. He always did. 

Having stormed out of the Kenner home, his head was reeling and his lungs felt tight, as if each time he tried to draw in a breath, he couldn’t manage a full one. He knew that he needed to calm down, but the only person that could have that effect on him was Marni. He wanted to see her, to hear her voice and to feel her touch. He needed her.

Arriving at her doorstep, he felt as dishevelled as he looked and his camper was parked at an awkward angle in the driveway. "Marns" he called out unsteadily, desperate for her to answer as his knuckles wrapped against the door. "Are you home? I'm sorry, I know I probably should have called, I just -- I need to see you."

[cricketcampbell]

👀 + top five most bang'able people in Aurora Bay

"Okay, so Mack's, like, my baseline on this list, because he's the only one on it that I've actually banged. Chelsea would've been on it before anyways, but I'm literally not the same person that I was before after seeing her at Oasis on Country Night. Stevie too--like have you ever met someone that is just so pretty they don't even seem real? Like if she hadn't actually touched me, I'd have thought I hallucinated her. Crazy. And then there's...hm, okay, are we talking about, like, emotionally bangable? Because that firefighter I met was definitely not the way he was making cow eyes over at Dallas...but he was hot, so. Oh my God, and speaking of hot: Santiago has this friend, I see him sometimes when I'm at the Four Leaf, I think his name is Ricardo...? Him."

@mackmontgomery / @chelsabel / @steviesharp / @firefighterrojas / @castellcnos

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

[ CLEAR ] for one muse to wipe the other’s tears. - modern

✧ ━━ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐂 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴

“W-Well, I ━ it's just so ... so sad!”

Robin blubbered, voice cracking with emotion as he flung his hand dramatically toward the flickering TV screen while the heart-wrenching and raw scene of Leonardo DiCaprio sinking into the icy abyss of the Arctic Circle, leaving behind the warmth of the love of his life. Rose's sorrowful voice took up the leftover space in the room as she clung to the memory of their last moments and begged for him to stay with her. A futile thing. She'd never be able to save him. Melancholic orchestral swell enveloped the room next, Robin nestled himself next to her, and right then and there his body seemed to collapse entirely. Tears sat like pearls atop the backdrop of his flushed cheeks, while his sobs bounced between them and he blew his nose into the offered tissue.

A third glass of wine lay empty on the coffee table, no doubt the main perpetrater in the unraveling of his mental defenses, having left behind someone who now laid open and raw. Big, blubbering tears continued their betrayal, cascading down his face as he frantically swiped at them, only to find more pooling at the corners of his eyes. It was almost funny ━ until Robin's drunken analysis began, his words tumbling out with reckless abandon. And unbeknownst to him each acted like a tiny hammer to expose a well of shared pain that neither had fully acknowledged ━ and even so he first assumed that Miss Evelynn was merely reveling in the spectacle of his unguarded ego.

“She c-can’t save him … ” The florescent scene reflected in his pupils, as he murmured, "And he can't save anyone either … "

Miss Evelynn was stilll sat beside with an unsettling grace, and he couldn't help but think that she was rather callous then, but he was completely oblivious to whatever hellish swirling memory this was churning within her. Soon he felt a hand brush his cheek, delicate and soft, as she pulled him closer on her chest. He had seen it ━ that weight in her stare, that profound depth that seemed to echo back the heartache he felt; but it was a bittersweet recognition, one that his wine would not let him indulge in. Instead, he hid away again and stammered,

"Ah ━ I'm sorry, I-I promised myself I wouldn't cry anymore and yet ... "

Abel, what is this? I don't need a stupid toy, I'm not a child! It was a gift from your mother. You remember her, don't you? It was only a few years ago you were given this … I thought it might help you ━ No! No! I don't want it! I hate it! I hate it!

Robin still laid as the gentle curve of her palm continued to cradle his cheek, letting his breath steady out as she wiped at his glistening face. His green gaze drifted up to meet her languid stare, half draped over her form while her arms and lashers constricted and curled around him; as if letting go would destine him to dissipate into nothingness at the slightest gust of wind. … nothingness. With a slight shift, he redirected his focus to the television. An onslaught mix of pleading, screaming, and heart-wrenching sobs pierced through the frozen, endless expanse of pitch black night before her. One that would swallow her until there was nothing left. Begging for someone ━ anyone ━ to save her.

The breath of familiarity against his subconscious brought a shudder to his spine.

Help me! Help me! A-Abel please, help me!

Robin turned his attention back to Eve, who was rather … quiet, but now his eyes shone brightly back at her instead of the slit-throat corpse she had found lying forgotten in the murky alleys of Zaun. But that memory was far beyond lost by now.

... Or at least one of them would be free from it.

[santiagodeleons]

👀 + top five most bang'able people in Aurora Bay

"I hate these."

"Bradley, Echo, Joey, Chelsea and Jordan." @bradley-banner @ecchs @joey-madani @chelsabel @jordanmitchell

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

[myriaed]

@ch1maeras

[ sms : dani 💕 ] same snot-ass rich folks, different day [ sms : dani 💕 ] if i didn't desperately wanna start my own restaurant i'd quit and live in a van [ sms : dani 💕 ] i can make whatever you want [ sms : dani 💕 ] or my takeout skills are top notch too 😉

[atrickrtreat]

@lcstinfantasy cont from here

It didn't matter that Abel was trying to keep her out of harm's way. Telling her to get lost wasn't going to work and by now he should have known that. It seemed that Sarah was destined to be attracted to danger since the day she was born. From skateboarding on the busy, rainy streets at night to getting stabbed by a mercy knife to save one of the souls she was tasked with helping cross over - Abel was dangerous but so was she. He just couldn't realize that. "You still never gave me a good fucking reason why so until you can do that, sorry, you're stuck with me!" Yeah, she was daring him to continue telling her to go home, that this was all a mistake even while they were standing in the pouring rain and getting soaked to the bone. Getting pulled in and kissed kind of invalidated any argument he had that whatever was happening was a bad idea. Kissing him back, her fingers got tangled in his hair before she finally pulled away. "Stop trying to push me away, asshole, I'm not going anywhere."

[caleb-majhi]

🤔 THINKING FACE — what three emotions tend to dominate your mindset? do you know why they do?

"Pride, contentment, and annoyance. Not all at once. Pride when I finish a job well, contentment when I'm home or out on the dock fishing with Quincy, and annoyance when certain thorns in my side decide to be extra annoying some days."

@quincyxkeats @chelsabel @alicexcheng

[mackmontgomery]

closed for: @chelsabel

where: country night @ oasis

"I can't believe you passed up on being the Jessie to my Woody for--" There's a slight pause as he indicates to her chosen outfit with his plastic gun, utilising it like a pointer for the sake of emphasis. "--This."

He holsters the gun then, keeping it safe for later where he intended to see if he could turn it into some sort of bourbon shooter.

"The fit's fire though, you drinking?"

[bertarojas]

berta was watching one of the multiple programs she liked. in fact, she was rewatching an old program she watched years ago when she met abel. she remembers having to stop watching it because he left because of his job — and she waited to finish it with him. the brunette would have to tidy her living room later. She was strewn with scraps of fabric that made it difficult to move around. the door opened, making berta jump. she smiled when she found abel at the door. the girl got up and, trying not to step on any of the fabrics on the floor, she reached his side. " this is a mess " she chuckled. " i wasn't expecting you " berta said softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. " hello " @abel-airhart

[fragmcntedsouls]

abel campbell ✦ jesse kenner // @xcaptvred

Ever since his return to New Orleans, Abel had been avoiding Jesse and that was starting to become a little too obvious. His intent was never malicious, but there were certain subjects that were unaproachable between the pair; or at least, wounds that Abel sure as shit didn't want to reopen -- much less at the carnival of all places. Having skipped out on a ride to get himself and Marni another drink, fate was destined to intervene as Abel was hurled straight into Jesse's path and avoidance was no longer feasible. Stumbling with drinks in hand, Jesse was lucky not to be wearing it. "Shit -- yo, man. What's up.. what's up?"

[demidevildiva]

Closed Starter: @eclvpses

"Well don't you look dashing!" Asya exclaimed, reaching for his hands and holding him at arms length as she glanced him over, "You clean up nicely, I'd almost forgotten."

[coconvtfm]

closed starter for @latestghosts

edith didn't actually mind doing her laundry at a laundromat. she always carried a book and would pop in her earbuds and relax for a couple of hours while her clothes washed and then dried. her studio had no room to airdry her clothes. she was just about to take a seat when she noticed a woman clearly struggling - reading the instructions and then looking into the vending machine for the right products.

she walked over and decided to help her out, even though she was - as always - nervous to speak. considering the other person was struggling with the basic task of washing clothes, she didn't think they were in a position to make fun of her though. "i would su-suggest you bring your o-o-own laundry deter-detergent and f-fabric soft-soft-softner in the future, from the su-supermarket. these -t-t-t-t-tiny packets are a rip-off." she explained, "need some h-help?" she wondered and it was only then that the face registered in her brain.

"kia?" she spoke and frowned. "i am v-v-very tempted to just let y-y-you shrink your clo-clothes." she huffed at her bully.

[generic-lab-assistant]

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