#ixonmaiden

Running on empty describes most of his life. The loss of gasoline only keeps him moving on fumes. His entire being could stall out with no sense of what's really right or wrong. He had no idea it would bring him this close again. Her lips are smooth, warm. A deadly red kiss wakes him up, fuels him up and he lets Ava pull him where she wants him to go. It's easy. It's a need. Joe wants it more than he can imagine. This love. This epic story.

We are part of something greater. Avangeline, you're back in my life. I never thought I'd see you grown up. After we were separated it made me feel worse about myself. I felt worthless, useless and unwanted. My mother never wanted me. For a while I thought the same of you. For a while I wanted to hurt you, maybe lose my whole head and -

Joe sucked in a breath, dipping his head as he entered the vehicle behind her swiftly. The door's closing left an audible thump echoing in his brain. His mind strayed from past feelings. Sensations he can only dream about come forward full steam ahead. Instead of dwelling on what ifs he focused on this impossible now. He stared at her for several minutes. Their bodies close, his hand still holding onto hers; Joe finally leaned his head to press a kiss against Ava's ruby lips.

"I never though you'd say yes," the man admitted, eyes soft as he gazed over his lost love's face. Grown and beautiful. Young still at heart and he wondered. How long? How tough? Did she harden herself?

"A letter addressed to me by a certain someone who is "envious" of me. Not exactly what I expected to unfold tonight. Let it be known that I don't cast any unearned judgment."

* character headcanons ( always accepting )

emotional response : nothing would make her heart melt faster and in most cases, she'd feel like crying. isabelle has a terrible need to give love to people so it’s only natural she’d want the same from others. and that’s because she never really experienced it from the ONE person in her life that had arguably the most influence on her -- her grandmother (most verses applicable here). her heart is wide open to receiving that kind of love from people.

【@ixonmaiden】 hello you! f*ck with my muse

》 27

Terrible things always begin with a small thought. The negative seed embeds roots and grow. That can be said of a lot of things in Joe's life. Nothing is ever good. It all crumbles. Everything unravels just when it all looks up.

He looked at her when she first arrived in New York. He looked at her when she first came into Mooney's. He looked when she bought her black coffee, picked up a copy of and she took easily to a recommendation of Dorian Gray. Joe always looked. Even if he tried NOT to. Old habits die hard.

So do people.