... so no head?

lucas 'loogie' burke. on all levels except physical, i am an earthworm after it rains.

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mackyeccleston​:

“I really do.” She snorted, shrugging her shoulders. “Lucas, as I quote Dennis Reynolds; I swear to god if you text Emilia and tell her about this, I will yank your underwear over your head so hard your asshole will rip in half.”

“A wedgie?” He blurted, “You’re threatening me with a wedgie?” But, okay, there was still a very real possibility that Macky would go through with it, and even in his drunken state, Lucas was well aware of that fact. With a dramatic guffaw, he threw up his hands in surrender, leaning back against the bar. “Fine! I can’t even find my phone anyway, so whatever. You win this time, Eccie -- Echo... Echel-Liechtenstein.” Eccleston was a tongue-twister, but Liechtenstein came out just fine.

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cameronunderwood​:

“Yeah. Why not?” She answered, pushing her dress down from its barstool crunch, “Yeah. It was a whole camouflage thing. I have pictures, but It was totally Tarzan. They used them for backdrop.” The memory a good one, it hung in her Redcliff home. “Thanks.” She gripped the drink he handed over to her, sipping to make sure to nod in the bartenders direction she knew would be making them less sweet than they were supposed to be, “I’m following you.” She told Lucas, dipping a hand into his Love Potion free hand. Pushing up against him to walk on, “You think tonight there’ll be some password or something once we get there? You know I can’t be the only one to know of they’re secret rooms.” 

“Camo body painting while in a church,” he mused with a partial pout, as if to say ‘huh,’ before giving a nod. “Not the theme I woulda expected.” But Lucas had always struggled with being literal in the wrong moments. As Cameron pressed near with the promise to follow, he squeezed her hand and started to lead them on their way, hopefully headed for the basement level stairs. “Now you’re just fucking with me -- secret rooms?” Working around the perimeter of the dancefloor, he glanced to the blonde again, amused disbelief lighting up his eyes as he laughed. “I’ve never heard about ‘em. What would they want us to say at the door? ‘Whips and chains excite me’?”

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aberdeenwaters​:

WHERE: carousel / sal’s / paco’s / dealer’s choice up2u WHEN: 9 or 10 pm

“This middle part thing is a joke, right? Like, they’ve gotta be kidding me here, Gen z. How are they gonna say middle parts are cool and side parts are lame now. Do they understand that not everybody can pull off a middle part? Crazies.”

"Hmm-mm,” was Lucas’ muffled hum from around the plastic nozzle of the pool floatie he was currently trying to inflate -- a massive palm leaf that was supremely aesthetic, but absolutely killing his lungs. “It’s anti-big head propaganda,” he agreed, pausing to catch his breath while glancing back at Abby from where he sat at the edge of Oasis’ pool. “People blessed with tiny foreheads talking nonsense. I’d be stuck lookin’ like Dwight Schrute if I tried for a middle part.”

[burkelucas]

text : davis x lucas

Davis: Leo! Why is everyone saying they zoned out during that movie, it was so good?

Davis: Oh my god, Lucas, you'd be so good as Mr. Pink.

Davis: I could switch up my plans and go Mr. Orange.

Lucas: Because... it was...... boring??

Lucas: idk idk idk I'm glad YOU liked it tho

Lucas: And the ending was pretty kickass, I'll give it that.

Lucas: Duuuude! I don't wanna throw off your Ricky plans if you've already got the whole fit together, but Mr. Orange would also be 🔥🔥🔥

Lucas: we could get matching shades

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tessanicoleward​:

Did she know her way around the store? Pfft. To Tessa, The Daily Planet was practically her second home. And between work and spending all her free time there, her apartment was more vacant then occupied. But hey. She needed a place to sleep and though she’d been no stranger to homeless shelters, it was nice to get a good night’s rest without the worry of catching lice. Sliding her sketchbook into the empty laptop portion of her bag, the raven haired girl stood. “Uh, yeah. They’re up by the register.”

“For real?” Eyebrows knitting together with a glance to the front of the shop -- yet again -- Lucas was starting to feel a little bit like he was stuck on a swivel stick. “Are you sure? Not that I don’t believe you or anything.” The doubt in his tone was directly contradicting his words, even as he carried on, “But I'm pretty sure I didn’t see any dice up there when I first came in.”

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cameronunderwood​:

“I bet.” Cameron shrugged as his question, for all the times she’d been this building most of the time it was a complete blur. “Stairs are a thing here though, yeah. What? Wanna go check it out?” Standing up right now, Cameron took the last swig of her Love Potion before ordering the two another round—perks of being a woman, as it was. “I’ve been to a body painting class here during the day. They even brought out some of the pews. Felt very sacrilegious. It was hot.”  

“You wanna?” Answering her question with a question, Lucas sounded as surprised as he looked, glancing over as Cameron hopped right to her feet. He shrugged and looked out across the crowded floor of the club, trying to imagine how difficult it’d be to snake their way to the stairs -- but then her mention of a body painting class being held at Dungeon had him reimagining the place in a whole new light. “Wait, shit, like those super long bunches they have in churches?” Yeah, VeggieTales at Sunday school was his minimal church exposure as a child. “That sounds sick... And I’m down to snoop around if you are.” His lax grin was back, snagging their two quick service drinks to pass one to Cameron as he nodded over her shoulder and leaned in, “We might have better luck sticking to the walls.”

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text : davis x lucas

Davis: March 27. Tarantino all-nighter. They have a costume contest and I very much would like to debut my mustard turtleneck sweater to win the Best Rick Dalton award.

Davis: Which means I need a Cliff Booth or a Manson ranch group or something to achieve that Paradiso win.

Davis: What do you say? Yay? Nay? Zed's dead, baby?

Lucas: ngl I zoned out a bunch during OUATIH..... which one was Rick, Leo or Pitt?

Lucas: I've been thinking about going as Mr. Pink tho 🌺

Lucas: already got a hawaiian shirt picked out and if I wish real hard, I miiiight grow the stache + goatee by the end of the month

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jadenlapointe​:

the remedy seemed like an easy fix , but it seemed jaden always threw a spanner into the turning cogs of normality . the simple solution wasn’t as simple sounding in his world , dosed with a heavy helping of post-traumatic stress to offset the alcohol in his system . “ see , that’s my problem . i can’t get in a car without descending into full blown panic , so i either walk or get carted around in a shopping trolley , or one of those wheelbarrow things , “ both hands gestured as if he were wielding the handles of the cart in question , shaking his head with an exasperated bout of laughter . against better judgement he’d cast his doubts aside and attending the evening’s celebrations – look where that had got him . “ fast food doesn’t seem too bad . i know it’s not very veganuary of us , but we could always get outta here and grab a greasy burger instead ?? maybe some fries , or y’know those little mcdonalds apple pies .. “ just the thought of refined sugar had him buzzing in his seat . 

“Whoa, so then like... Does that mean that you walked here? To the club?” Sadly, a non-drunk version of Lucas probably wouldn’t have had any more tact, either, too busy trying to imagine just how stir-crazy he’d have to have gone to actually hoof it for a night of clubbing. He shook his head, briefly glancing out across the dancefloor of Dungeon while mulling over Jaden’s offer. Fast food always was better past midnight... “Sure, why not? It’s not January anymore, anyway. Too late to be vegan recruits.” A grin was flashed at the other before Lucas reached into the pockets of his jeans for his phone and wallet to settle up with the bartender. “I think there’s actually a Burger King only a couple blocks away,” he suggested, simultaneously exchanging cash and sending off a quick text. “Their onion rings are the shit.”

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tessanicoleward​:

Realizing the other intended on lingering, Tess pulled her sketch book to her chest. It was a habit of hers, one that might not have seemed very welcoming. But where others girls might have kept journals and diaries in notebooks, Tessa kept her sketches. They were filled with various things, drawings of the scenery, rough sketches of people around her, images of how she wanted to be perceived by others, and what she was currently working on ideas for her own comic book. Her dark brows pulled together, confused at what he said. “Do I know my way around the store, or silver lake?”

He couldn’t tell if she was beginning to pack up to just protective of her things, but either way, Lucas wasn’t about to start snooping in a stranger’s personal space. He continued to look on expectantly, raised brows shifting to a furrow as he tried to parse out the confusion. “No, around the store, I mean.” He repeated the gesture, this time pushing up on his tippy-toes and craning his neck for a peek at the front counter -- he didn’t want to wind up locked in. “I could use some help finding something and I've got a feeling the clerk’s gonna say they’re outta stock, no matter what I asked for,” he chuckled and dropped flat on his feet again. “Any clue if they’ve got dice packs around here?”

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august-mellencamp​:

August shrugged up her shoulders. She was…sorta anal, so planning her night out would be something she did, but not in this circumstance. “Well, then. I’m near the bar because I’m planning on, as quickly as possible, getting another drink after this one, and then….I don’t know. I wouldn’t say that makes me a stiff,” she replied, echoing his word choice with a raise of one eyebrow, before sipping from her drink again. “I came with friends. I’ll meet back up with them at some point,” she added, her eyes swooping the crowd. Of course, that may prove to be a more difficult task than expected, with how busy it was getting in there. “What are you doing then, if you’re such an expert at having a good night? Cause clearly you know something I don’t.” 

“Is it gonna be another wine?” He asked with a curious nod toward her glass when she took a sip. “What is that? Like, a pinot grigio?” Was Lucas just spouting off whatever fancy wine name that came to mind first? Yes, he was, and it probably showed, too, with the smile he cracked a second later. “‘Cause that’s really adding a lotta the harsh to your vibe. But, I dunno. I’m thinking that I’ll slam this” -- melting ice cubes rattled in his glass -- “before ordering another, and hopefully that’ll be the kick I need to go bust so terrible dance moves.” His shoulders rolled as he tossed back the last of the nearly-neon pink drink, immediately waving a hand in the hopes of catching a free bartender. Lucas glanced at the thudding sea of bodies and then back to the blonde. “Who knows, the night is young, I might even have the time to drunk dial an ex later. ‘Tis the season, right?”

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tessanicoleward​:

Where: Daily Planet Time: Friday night Status: Open @slchat​

There was nothing special about this Friday night. Tessa sat in her usual spot in the back of Daily Planet, her half eaten dinner on the table beside her, and her sketch pad in her lap. It was her own little slice of heaven, the place where she felt most comfortable. Which was clear with how far in her head she was. It took her several moments before she’d even realized someone was speaking to her. Tess looked up through strands of raven hair that had fallen into her face. Was it really this late already? “Oh, is it closing time?”

“Uhh... yeah.” Lucas was half out of breath, having snuck in the door literally minutes before the lock was meant to be flipped -- he could swear that he still felt the clerk glaring daggers at the back of his head as he scanned the shelves. Not finding what he was looking for, he frowned and glanced over at the other, “They warned me that I had five minutes top. Do you know your way around here?” He made a wild, all-encompassing gesture around Daily Planet. “You look pretty at home there, so.”

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mackyeccleston​:

“Fine. You can count to ten. Are you happy?” She laughed again, nodding her head. “It’s not my fault that we are surrounded by idiots.” He had a point though, the person could be anyone, she had more enemies than friends for sure. “Nope. I can’t give you a reason to roast me. And do not mention this to Mia, she will not rest until she finds out who.”

When Macky wouldn’t give up any details, he groaned obnoxiously, letting it go on longer and grow louder than was really necessary. “You suck.” Then again... maybe she had the right idea. Lucas brightened slightly, an eyebrow arching before he started patting down his pockets, trying to find his phone. “But you’re right. I should totally text Emilia about this. She’s better at piecing this kinda thing together anyway and she’d wanna know you made a love connection.”

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jadenlapointe​:

“ i mean , are slushies vegan ?? “ that was , after all , the be-all and end-all when it came to jaden’s existence . that sugar shock of artificial blue kept him chugging on much like a young child riding a candy high . anything green ( other than apple or lime flavourings ) was a no-go . that probably made the whole ‘ vegan ‘ thing impossible for the boy , not that he would’ve attempted the thing to begin with . the comment caused a roll of his shoulders in a shrug . it was a long story , but it wouldn’t take a rocket scientist nor a local to notice jj’s clear discomfort . “ the drinks are great but i’m not a big drinker , so after one or two of ‘em i’m done . everybody keeps trying to buy me one saying i’d enjoy the place a whole lot more but i don’t know , i don’t trust myself getting drunk . also , i don’t know enough people to help cart me back to oasis when i’m too intoxicated to stand , “

“Bro, how should I know?” He hadn’t even gotten the whole food coloring bit right. “You’re the one who did ‘veganuary’ -- you tell me what’s safe for consumption.” Lucas laughed and shook his head, tossing in another mention of the ridiculous diet challenge just for the sake of repeating ‘veganuary’ once more. If he got his way and had a fun enough night, though, he’d never think of it again. He shrugged a little, not understanding Jaden’s perspective on a personal level, but it still made sense; to each their own. “That’s why you’ve always gotta go the DD route,” he advised, setting his empty cup aside. “I know it’s, like, stupid early 2000′s sounding now, since everyone just gets an Uber or Lyft now, but eh. Sometimes it feels better to have a friend around who’s the designated driver, I get it. Plus, if a buddy is the one dragging your ass home, they’re way more likely to actually make a pitstop to fulfill drunk-cravings for fast food. It’s a win-win.”

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[burkelucas]

you can only tell the time on a digital clock

‘ASSUMPTIONS’ MEME — NOT ACCEPTING

“Just because it takes me a second to remember the whole long hand-short hand thing doesn’t mean that I can’t read a regular clock... maybe I just don’t want to.”