//ooc: my migraine can’t seem to decide if it wants to stay or go- i’ve took some strong ass painkillers but idk if i’ll get to replies on leo and tommy tonight but i’m gunna defo replying to messages !!! just gunna be slow as heck <333
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//ooc: my migraine can’t seem to decide if it wants to stay or go- i’ve took some strong ass painkillers but idk if i’ll get to replies on leo and tommy tonight but i’m gunna defo replying to messages !!! just gunna be slow as heck <333
me: i’m gunna get shit done also me: *opens up another vine compilation on youtube*
{{;;ooc: i’m heckin tired and didn’t get around to working on leo’s connections page a bit more so i’ll do that tomorrow but feel free to throw ideas at me if you wanna have a connection with ur local grumpy murder puppy !!}}
winterdvst:
❝ nope, not asking for much at all. ❞ he replied with a nonchalant shrug, and the grin on his face is telling. hayden squeals as leo’s fingers touch his foot, back arching as he tries to pull away, though it is fruitless. ❝ i’ve never hidden it before, now have i ? married you for the cooking and your masterpiece of an ass. ❞ hayd crawls back under the covers when leo starts to walk away, giving him the most innocent smile he can— it’s not a very good act, but he tries anyways. ❝ you don’t expect me to walk all the way to the kitchen, right ? the doctor said i need to rest. ❞
leo places a hand to his chest, faking an injury. ❝ i knew it, all this time. i’m being used for my ass. ❞ but his act doesn’t work so well when he can’t fight the way the corners of his lips seem to want to turn up. he leans against the doorway and rolls his eyes fondly at his husband. ❝ all the way- such a trek to go down some stairs. i couldn’t possibly make you do that, baby. ❞ he hovers in the doorway a second, just looking at hayden and letting it sink in that he’s fine, he’s okay, he’s safe.
he makes his way downstairs, making pancakes like it’s second nature since it’s the most requested food in this household. it doesn’t take him long to whip everything up, including the bacon, coffee, maybe slips some chocolate chips into the pancake batter. he carries it all upstairs balanced on a tray, enters the room and moves as if he’s going to give the food to hayden before moving away. he sits on the bed and places it in his own lap. ❝ wait- you wanted some of these ?? damn, i don’t think i made enough. ❞ though there’s quite the stack on the plate before him, smirking dancing across his lips.
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this entire situation was a damn mess and leo knew the medics in the gang were being rundown. all these injuries and then more on top from idiots lashing out trying to find the cause. he makes his way inside, coffee in hand, and glare set deep in case anyone thought it was okay to talk to him as he walks on by. he was here to see one person and that was it. spying the brunette up ahead, he dodges someone calling his name before reaching her. ❝ i got coffee and cigarettes. you can thank me later. ❞ he tosses a pack of cigarettes onto the table before them and holds out her coffee. @celiaem
me: i wanna write something for the task leo: write a journal entry? i’d rather die
the meeting in the lounge- it wasn’t his favourite spot. to be honest... he didn’t have a favourite spot because he hated meetings. all it meant was him having to listen to idiots argue over things that could easily be solved if they’d just stop comparing dick lengths for five seconds. he’s thankful when it’s over and although getting home would be nice- he needs a goddamn drink. he orders a beer, not exactly the best drink to have in here since it doesn’t exactly scream high quality but- he doesn’t care. seeing sloane he gives a nod of acknowledgment, takes a swig of his beer and then speaks. ❝ seen any cops wandering around here lately ?? ❞
there’s a duffel of cash on the table, leonardo doesn’t know where it’s going but he knows who to hand it off to. he throws in stack after stack, mentally counting it up, and wondering why he couldn’t be in his own goddamn bed right now. movement catches his eyes and he glances up spotting andrew. ❝ hey, you got a deal comin’ up soon ?? been told this is yours. ❞ he zips the duffel up and pushes it across the table at the other. @drewsconflicted
he knew the places he needed to go to check up on things. fourteen years of this and he knew the business like the back of his hand. so it didn’t take leonardo long to find andi. he continues to glance around for cops before approaching the other, not wanting any eyes on them. ❝ you been selling okay ?? business is slow all over with these fuckers in blue wandering around in mass. ❞ @andrcax
leonardo eyes the outside of the place, dark hues looking for cops. they were crawling everywhere like rats on a new york subway. seeing no one following him he heads inside, a thick envelope pressing to his ribs from the inner pocket of his jacket. being a soldier can be fun sometimes but lately it has been tedious. he has to drop off the pay for other people which meant he had a lot of cash on him and that also meant a lot of eyes ready to try and grab it. but his gun as always is by his side. heading on in, he searches for something else now- or someone. the blonde comes into view and leo makes sure to knock on the wall nearest to him to alert to his presence before he got too close. he can’t help that he walks so silently after all these years. ❝ you got a minute ?? ❞ @crownvd
so who wants a starter from this grumpy rage dork ??
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setting: outside the strip club
the brit was found outside huffing, muttering swears to themselves.. maybe on a high, maybe drunk, they were done with the strip club. “ fucking done with these middle age dick splashes runnin’ in like they own the joint. all i wanted was a little company.. ” an understatement. " and this dick head is coming in stealin’ girls like shan yu the hun.. in a fuckin’ v-neck.. “ toff scoffed. ” he isn’t even alright lookin’.. i wouldn’t mind if the bloke was some silver fox.. but his ego and his overrated bollocks are suffocating me.. “ they muttered, some innocent sadness on their face. “ just wanted to chat to the girls.. ”
❝ you really gunna let a douche in a v-neck stop you ?? ❞ leo was known to pop round here often- his husband worked here so it wasn’t a surprise. though the many people who flow through here was. he crosses his arms over his broad chest, eyes slightly squinting as he thinks up a way this situation could be handled without him punching anyone. he promised hayden he’d stop breaking customers’ bones. ❝ you could always lie to the bouncer and say he’s up to something. ain’t entirely a lie. ❞
wells is lost in his own thoughts, white noise holding his attention captive. he has an emptied glass twirling between his fingers, unseeing eyes and unkempt hair accessorising his already dishevelled look that he’s been sporting for the last couple of days. after what seems like an eternity, wells manages to pull himself into the present, blinking when he realises there’s a person nearby. “i just realised i never passed my sophomore math exam…”
❝ didn’t even finish sophomore year. ❞ leo shrugs, taking a swig of his beer. maybe he should go back to education- it wasn’t like he struggled to get a’s. but he also has no way to fund college and what school would want to teach him with his criminal record ?? it’s a hopeless dream that won’t amount to anything. ❝ everyone has calculators now. math class is pointless. ❞
“you smell,” the blonde says with a pinched expression. she could get a whiff of it from a mile away - or was that her exaggerating again? no matter, mira didn’t care for the scent and she needed to make it known. “what is that? i don’t like it.”
❝ it’s called eau de fuck you. ❞ he grumbles, cracking his neck to try and ease his headache. had to chase down someone who owed the gang money, thinking the whole- incident at the party would make him free to not pay. but leo’s stubborn, fast, and fueled by anger constantly. doesn’t mean that running so much in this heat with no time to shower made him free from smelling a bit. ❝ i haven’t had time to go home and shower so just fucking deal. ❞
//ooc: i’m gunna sort some stuff out then be on leo for the rest of the day cause he been neglected. i’m gunna work on his pages, reply to as many starters that he fits with, and if anyone wants a starter off him lemme know- tho it won’t be posted till after i go through the starter tag <3
winterdvst:
❝ of course you didn’t mean it you absolute heathen. ❞ hayden said, a mixture of a scowl and a pout twisting on his face. he wants to swat leo’s hand away from his hair but he doesn’t; instead, hayden takes it in his, nibbling down onto leonardo’s knuckle. the man stops for a moment, grinning with leo’s indicator’s knuckle still between his teeth. ❝ you can make up to me with great breakfast and mind-blowing orgasms every time you torture me. ❞ it was the reply, hayd winking at leo before pulling his feet from under the covers, kicking leo’s torso as he tried to push him off the bed with a laugh. ❝ you can start with pancakes and bacon. ❞
a laugh slips free as leo feels hayden’s teeth against his knuckles. he gently tugs on his hand but not hard enough to actually take it away. ❝ oh- so not asking for much, huh ?? ❞ he raises a teasing eyebrow and another laugh slips free as feet are sent his way. leo manages to grab one of hayden’s feet, fingers going to the arch of it as revenge for the other kicking at him. ❝ i swear you married me just for my cooking and that’s it. ❞ he lifts the foot, pressing a kiss to hayden’s ankle before moving off the bed. he turns, walking backwards to the door, amused smile as he goes. ❝ once i make you this great breakfast, do i have to personally deliver it to you ?? ❞