#finalcircle

⊱     STARTER CALL      ⋮       @finalcircle​​​,   aleksandr morozov

and isn’t that the crux of it all? all of these feelings, spilling out of neil’s pastel-painted lips like a bloody fountain, and andrew’s stuck walking a texas standoff, five feet, ten, twenty, quickdraw. 

BANG.

blood in neil’s mouth, blood on neil’s tongue; he’s spitting teeth, and andrew’s caught up in the moment — failing to notice the great big gaping wound in his own chest. when the fuck did that get there?

11.     sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair.

the ridge is large enough in daylight with the sounds of the horses neighing,    rollo’s barks and her parents’ woodworking,   but blanketed in the hour of dusk it looms large enough to swallow her whole.     beyond the horizon the sun peeks forward,   scattering familiar lines of yellow across the dark blue sky.     no sounds scrape past her ears,   no  shadowy movements  scurrying along the tree side catch her eye,   for that is how deep she has fallen within her own mind.     for a moment brianna is  not  at the ridge,   but in a  wilmington tavern   ─   her weary heart caves in with terror   &   her once warm-blooded veins freeze over as a spectre passes by.     she cannot tell if the ghost’s hair is dark or light,   or if his smile is laced in  kindness or cruelty.     against the wooden floorboards her feet are like lead,   an impossible weight to carry away from the  torment of her memories   ─   until suddenly she is pulled feet first back to reality by the creaking hinges of her parents’ front door.

brianna had come seeking the familiarity of her mother’s comforting embrace after one too many restless hours of  night terrors,   but before her knuckles had scraped against the wood of their door,   another unwelcome fear had set in:     she still felt much like a guest,  an intruder  in her mother   &   jamie’s peaceful existence.     to come banging upon their door like a child in the night ...     brianna assumed it would not be long until sun up,   &   decided she would sit on their stoop until the eerie darkness of night let up for the dawn.     in the light of day her fears were not so bright nor so loud.

Minutes are turning into hours and slowly Eddie’s quite certain he’s going to LOSE his god damn mind. The nerves have gotten to him, takes everything in his system not to chew his nails down to their beds; anxious movement of his leg bouncing counteracts. Body goes through a full body spasm as door swings open hitting metal, fingers balled into fists though no attack ever comes. Heavy sigh is shoved out through parted lips, shoulders falling and then a nod comes to greet the other; trying to be mindful of how rattled he probably looks.

 He’s beginning to understand Steve’s whole ‘babysitter’ nonsense. Somehow or another he’s come to rely on the brain power of kids, some even younger than Henderson -- although L A D Y A P P L E J A C K had proven herself to him awhile ago. “Huh.” No, he hadn’t been expecting a new comer to join the ranks of those helping him avoid Johnny Law and yet, he’s not that bothered by it. Given the current shit storm he was up again, a new kid hanging around the boat house was literally the least of his worries.

“i can’t tell you all my secrets.”   from percy!

Lost Meme -- @finalcircle

Nico opened his mouth to protest but stopped himself, closing it just as swiftly a beat later. He’s not really one to complain about keeping secrets, considering several of the secrets he’s kept have almost meant Percy’s life. One particular secret almost locked Percy in the Underworld for the rest of his mortal life, and that wasn’t even the biggest secret. Hands folded in his lap, Nico squeezed them together for a beat, biting the inside of his cheek.

‘ dude . . . ‘ his dark eyes widen in surprise as he speaks. when’s the last time he’s seen his brother ? likely not as long as eros has avoided them, that’s for sure. his parents mentioned spending the day away from olympus, and truthfully he doesn’t have a clue where the remaining siblings wandered off. deimos blinks, briefly relieved he managed to catch his brother on happenstance.