know my name.

leon bastet viii. attorney by day, actor by night, annoying jerk 24/7. citizen of harbour pointe.

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a meeting in the moonlight || open

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darlingsdiamonds‌:

Sabrina had originally planned on closing the store early, but due to the meteor shower, the amount of customers coming in had doubled. The Garden was filled with couples, and possible soon-to-couples, buying bouquets, baskets, and whatever else the store had to offer. There were a variety of people talking about the romantic nights they had planned. Something she couldn’t relate to. It was the main reason she thought of going home and missing the shower, but she felt that she should take advantage of the time off now. Who knew the next time she’d be able to see one? It also served as great inspiration for a new jewelry line.

Clear skies with as little people as possible was the goal. Great for her focus and social anxiety. And that’s when she came across a dock far away from the crowds of people that lined the beaches and streets to see the show that would be starting soon. Out of her bag she pulled out a small blanket to sit on and her sketching journal. Once she placed the blanket down, she made herself comfortable and opened the book to start sketching when inspiration struck. But before that could happen, someone spoke up.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t think someone else would be here… W-were you expecting someone?”

hmm. he looked her over once, pale eyes searching her face. he’d seen her around town before, hadn’t he? he couldn’t quite place her - some store, perhaps - but there was something about her quiet demeanor, her lovely features and the gentle way her eyes twinkled in the moonlight, that seemed vaguely familiar.

or maybe not. oh well, he supposed it didn’t really matter. truth be told, he really wasn’t in the mood for company - no, not on a night like this - but as he tried to work up annoyance for having his plans ruined, he instead found himself enveloped by this strange sense of ... calm. was it because she was a stranger? or maybe because she seemed like the shy type, someone who wouldn’t pry?

perhaps on any other night, he would have instantly turned to toying with her, doing whatever he could to get a rise out of her, to keep her at arms-length as he did everyone else in town. but tonight ... perhaps tonight, it would be all right to let his guard down, at least for a few minutes. and if this did end up working against him in the future ... well. he’d just have to deal with that later.

‘ no, it’s just me. please don’t worry about it. is it all right if i sit with you? i’ve heard it’s more enjoyable to view the stars with others rather than just by yourself. ’

[wolfskinpackleader]

It Was Labeled | Leon & Gray

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geodexdude‌:

Gray sputtered as soon as the words left the other man’s mouth. There was absolutely no way that Leon had any idea about what kind of history Gray and Chase had with one another, so just what was Leon getting at? Was he just pulling his leg? Or did he somehow know something? Leon was a pretty nosy guy… With enough snooping, one could possibly figure something out…

“I-I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about!” Gray immediately busied himself with heating up the other man’s lasagna in the microwave, hoping desperately to hide the embarrassed blush that had now stained his cheeks. “Just shut up and eat it if you’re going to!” Gray huffed and muttered under his breath, “always have to be running your mouth and saying stupid shit…” There was no way Leon could even possibly know. Right?

--- oh? he hadn’t actually expected for there to be a story there. in fact, he’d only really brought up the subject since the boy seemed like the type who was utterly hopeless when it came to romance. it looked like he’d unintentionally hit the nail on the head - despite how unlikely he would have thought that to be. 

oh well. all the better, really. if he hadn’t thought that his coworker was red before, he certainly was now. even as the other man began to huff and stammer, he kept his eyes fixed squarely on his back, a surprised, smug grin slowly spreading across his features.

yes. yes, this would do nicely.

‘ oh dear, no need to be so shy. romance truly is a wonderful thing, no? i’m sure your lover would be distraught to hear that you’re embarrassed of them. sounds like you’re in need of some love advice. i’ll even give you some for free, no thanks required. ’

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Time to Think

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enchantingtales‌:

If there was one thing that bothered Iris more than anything else, it was being disturbed when she was working or brainstorming. She’d have a nice flow going and then the next thing she knew someone was trying to talk to her and disturbed her vision in progress.

“It’s a good thing you were kidding, you don’t fit the vision I had.”

Her words were sharp, but her expression was soft. She was annoyed, but that didn’t mean that she had forgotten her manners. It would have been rude to decline this man a seat when the café was obviously packed. She would only hope that the favor would be returned had she been the one looking for a seat. 

“But please, take a seat. I wouldn’t mind some company.”

Since he already ruined her creative thought process.

ah, so he had disturbed her. though she didn’t dare let a hint of her aggravation show on her face, he could hear it in the slight lilt of her voice, the tension in her posture. oh well, he supposed that was only to be expected. he had interrupted her work, after all.

still, he couldn’t hold back an amused chuckle at the bite to her words. at least she was honest. perhaps he could entertain himself with her for a few minutes longer.

‘ no? what a shame. what sort of image did you have in mind? ’

with a grateful bow of his head, he pulled the chair back and lowered himself into his seat, pale eyes never leaving her face. was she an artist? what was her story?

‘ my apologies for interrupting you. can i buy you something to make up for it? ’

[wolfskinpackleader]

It Was Labeled | Leon & Gray

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geodexdude‌:

Ugh, he was messing with him. Gray hated this about Leon. All Gray wanted to do was come to work, do his work, and go home. Do work, collect a paycheck, and that was it. But, of course, work came with coworkers and Gray was cursed with having to work with someone as annoying as Leon. This was why Gray chose to be antisocial. 

“I’m not going to do any song or dance. Pretty sure office policy for the break room says I just need a sticky note.” He sighed and reached into the fridge, taking the container of Leon’s supposed lasagna. “Guess I’ll eat yours, then.” It was only fair. He stuck it into the microwave and set it for a reasonable time, trying to pay no mind to Leon. He just wanted attention, after all. Maybe if Gray ignored him, he’d just go away…

‘ hmm. what an unimaginative response. how pedestrian of you. ’ he eyed the other man as he opened the fridge, gaze flat with boredom. how disappointing - he’d been looking forward for all of about fifteen minutes to watching the boy implode, or blush and stammer, or anything. but to just flat out ignore him? utterly boring. he’d expected more from his favorite target.

still, he wasn’t one to give up so easily. he raised his fork to his mouth again idly, his eyes still fixed upon his face as he took another bite. if the rumors were true, his coworker had just gotten a new roommate. could he use that to his advantage?

‘ you seem rather upset. perhaps this dish was made for you by your lover? ’

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[loveydoveymuffy]

the usual | muffy & leon

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•｡ ❀ 𝒪f all the hustle and bustle that this job entailed from miscommunications in the kitchen to difficulties on behalf of the customers that came in, it was always refreshing to see a regular patron who Muffy knew would be respectful of her time and efforts - as well as typically placing an order for the same dish. With the host position still vacant after working at the restaurant for the past couple of months, the young woman graciously extended the offer to delegate her responsibilities to that and her waitressing - and as stressful and sometimes overwhelming it may have been, she sincerely appreciated the surplus income to her original below minimum wage salary. Thankfully, several of her tables had left and provided her enough time to sit down and catch her breath - watching the entrance with a careful eye for another person to step inside.

𝒜nd, like clockwork, she arose from her seat when the chiming from the bell indicated a new presence in the restaurant - though, much to her delightful surprise, this gentleman was not fairly new at all.

“𝒲ell hello there, Mr. Bastet. ♥” Muffy smiled sweetly, tossing her luscious blonde locks behind her shoulders - cradling a menu in one arm and gesturing for the towering man to follow. “You are just in time to miss the lunch rush. How are you this afternoon? ♪”

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he never really considered himself much of a creature of habit, at least not when it came to eating out --- no, he had very specific ( and admittedly unusual ) tastes, ones that often couldn’t be satisfied at just any restaurant. even if he did end up finding somewhere he liked, he’d inevitably grow tired of it after a few weeks and seek something more exciting elsewhere.

so why did he keep finding himself back here at the red snapper? a few reasons, really : the food was rather good, to start - he always was particularly fond of seafood. not to mention that the location was extremely convenient, only requiring a single elevator ride up to the rooftop restaurant. this made it especially easy on days where he found himself working late and needed something that wouldn’t require much of a hassle.

and another reason, truth be told, was the charming young lady before him. beautiful and outgoing, he had taken a liking to her almost immediately, from the first time he set foot in the building. how lucky for him to have been able to see her again today.

‘ ah, miss muffy. ’ he gave a polite bow of his head in greeting. ‘ you look radiant today, as always. i think i just felt my heart skip a beat. ’

[wolfskinpackleader]

It Was Labeled | Leon & Gray

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geodexdude‌:

He had to be kidding. This lunatic of a man had to be kidding. Gray shouldn’t be so upset about his lunch being stolen, what with it happening multiple times in the past. However, Gray now had Chase providing food for him. He felt it would be an insult to the talented chef to have someone the likes of Leon eating it, especially when it was meant for Gray. 

“Yes, it’s mine.” He had to watch himself. He was still just a legal secretary, after all. “And I put my name on it. I don’t know what else you’d want me to do to label it.” Gray huffed and went to look in the fridge for the energy drink he’d stored there earlier. Thankfully, that was still there, untouched. He grabbed it, cracked it open, and shut the refrigerator. Only to open it again and finally notice the second lasagna in there. 

“Whose lasagna is this in here?” He turned to Leon. “Is this one yours, then?!”

oh, he was seething. the tension in the boy’s tone was practically palpable as he struggled to keep his temper in check. he was furious, and he savored every second of it. 

honestly, he really was quite a genius. he had to give himself a pat on the back for this one. he’d have to save his celebrations for later, however - his game wasn’t finished quite yet.

‘ ‘what else i’d want you to do’? my, can’t that fiery little head of yours think up some ideas on your own? hm --- well, since i’m feeling generous today, i suppose i can help you out a bit. a big neon sign might be nice - ah, or better yet, maybe you should tell me first thing each morning what’s on the menu for today, yes? be cute about it too, maybe you can add a little song and dance? ’

he glanced back toward the open fridge, eyebrows raised. damn, he thought he’d hidden the real lasagna better.

‘ ... mine? i’m not sure why you’d think that. ’ never mind his own name clearly labelled atop the container. 

[iamtheprincessxo]

behind the scene | bianca & leon

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•｡ ღ 𝒞ertainly, she believed in a higher power - a divine being that intentionally aligns the stars and utilizes their force to make those within this worldly realm cross one another. Some call it fate, some call it karma. Nevertheless, Bianca contemplated the wide array of individuals and diverse personalities that she had encountered thus far during her life - considering the tolerable ones and the insufferable ones; alas, no matter what spin she decided to place on her luck in meeting different kinds of people, no words at that moment in time could be strung together to express how unbearable it was for her to be standing in the same room as this completely and utterly despicable man. Part of her wanted to walk out and pay herself a favor by never seeing the whites of his eyes ever again - but that would simply ignite the fire flickering inside of him to ensnare every last nerve she had. 

𝒴et, if this was a game of cat and mouse, she was determined to be the cat with him caught dead in her trap.

“𝒜re you dumbfounded that I am one of the only ladies you have met that can intelligently express her thought?” Bianca sarcastically displayed a joyous smile, fanning herself with artificial embarrassment. “No wonder you are envious of me and my sweet face! The only brain you have is in your pants because your head is so far lodged up your ass!” She scoffed and returned her focus to her phone, scrolling through her social media when she could sense his aquamarine eyes burning into the back of her head - sizzling with his insidious comment of going bigger. 

“𝓑igger is not always better. In this case, you should go smaller so that you look as insignificant as you truly are - like a speck of dust. ♫”

dumbfounded? envious? head up his ass? he couldn’t hold back the amused chuckle that escaped from his lips if he tried. what a fascinatingly ill-mannered girl. the more he pushed her, the more entertaining she became. was she even remotely aware of how easily she played into his hands? no, he supposed not.

‘ now, now, enough with the compliments. i’m sure you’ve heard the saying flattery will get you nowhere, yes? if you’re that desperate for my attention, you only have to say so. ’

he hummed under his breath as she turned her attention back to her phone, her irritation palpable. 

‘ a speck of dust? how intriguing. i wouldn’t think that someone as insignificant as you say would be able to so thoroughly get under the skin of someone like you. perhaps someone isn’t being truthful, hmm? ’

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Time to Think

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Iris sat in a coffee shop doodling on a napkin while she sipped on her coffee. She was normally more of a tea-person; however, with the lack of sleep she had been getting in the past few days, she needed something a little stronger. And coffee was just that. It was also the perfect excuse to try the new flavors introduced for the start of the new season.

The pencil moved quickly and lightly over the napkin and sketched faces and places - inspiration for her next story. Writing had turned more into a hobby after she took two other jobs to support her family, but that didn’t mean that she left it behind to be forgotten. No way. Instead, she thought of it as a way to take the time to try out a new story, one better than before. Something a little more realistic? Perhaps her first book to stray away from the fluffy romance genre, but not entirely. As a woman who focused solely on her responsibility to provide for her brother and herself, a small slice of romance in her novels, even when cliché or exaggerated, left her a small sliver of hope.

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even with the bustle of the cafe around him, it was hard to stifle back a yawn. how annoying. it was to be expected, of course --- he’d stayed up nearly half the night prior working on his lines for his latest role in yet another romance.

why on earth did whatever powers that be keep insisting on sticking him with romance? a role was a role, yes, and he could certainly use the exposure - but he was beginning to suspect that the sole purpose of the town’s casting directors was just to antagonize him. 

the restless hubbub of the cafe did little to assuage his sour mood, either. was the entire damn city there this afternoon? he’d wrapped up the majority of his work early today and had hoped to catch a break at the coffee shop downstairs - but no, fate would have it that there wouldn’t be any more open tables by the time he arrived. should he back up to his office at the firm then? no, absolutely not, he was very specifically trying to avoid doing his work for the time being. work had been decidedly uninteresting that morning, even more so than usual with his foul temper. even teasing his favorite secretary had lost most of its appeal today. how utterly irritating.

retrieving his coffee from the counter with a wink and the flash of a smile, he began to head to the door. as much as he hated staying in that giant apartment by himself - just him, alone with his thoughts - what option besides going home did he really have?

it was completely by chance that his gaze happened to drop to the surface of the nearest table, to the loose scribbling of a pencil over sketches of unfamiliar scenery and unknown faces. curiosity only rose as he swept his eye up to the artist’s face - a frankly quite lovely young lady, elegant and poised, with golden tresses cascading over her shoulder. 

how interesting. perhaps today was starting to look up after all.

‘ you know, i’ve heard that’s a lot easier to do when you have a model. perhaps i could offer you my assistance? ’ his lips quirked upwards into a playful smirk, tapping the toprail of the chair opposite her.

‘ i’m just kidding. this seat taken? ’

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hiatus - automatic pass

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behind the scene | bianca & leon

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•｡ ღ 𝒲as the transition from the talent agency in the city to Harbour Pointe Talent the wisest decision for her career? Of course not - neither was it the most lucrative with the acting gigs that were offered; nonetheless, she accepted that her controversial reputation was a liability at where she was, so it was one of the several consequences of her actions to downgrade to this subpar representation - which also included the hardly mediocre employees with whom she begrudgingly worked with. Bianca may have been considered high maintenance and a diva to collaborate with on various projects, but she may have met her match with this particular gentleman who gave her a run for her money.

𝒜bove all else, Leon was completely and utterly obnoxious.

“𝓗onestly,” the young lady huffed and puffed in the midst of frustration into the green room, throwing her script onto a nearby table. “Can you for once in your uninteresting life take this scene seriously? Every time I am asked to test chemistry with you, I want to gouge my eyes out because you are so reprehensible. Get yourself together.” 

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sometimes - just every once in awhile - the fates seemed to smile upon him, and he would happen to stumble upon someone completely extraordinary - someone who was so delightfully irresistible to tease.  there was just something endlessly amusing about them - their red-cheeked glowers, their squawks of dismay - that drew his eye and loosened his tongue, to the point where he almost couldn’t help but rile them up. like that stoic secretary at the law office, for example. or that one grumpy janitor with her sharp, no-nonsense tongue. 

or, in this particular case, the heavens themselves had apparently deigned to gift him with one bianca de sainte-coquille. 

bratty, ill-tempered and prone to vicious verbal onslaughts, took herself far too seriously --- everything about her practically begged for him to toy with her. and who was he to refuse such a perfect target?

how fortunate that they had both been called in that morning to do a screen test together. even as they had gone through an initial table reading, he could practically feel her seething from where she sat across from him as he practically shouted each line with overzealous vigor, clearly overacting. and, given the way she stomped into the green room, he’d say that his efforts had been well worth it.

‘ goodness, reprehensible? such harsh words from such a sweet face. ’ he pretended to ponder her words, tapping his chin as if in thought, then gave a firm, decisive nod. ‘ hmm, you’re right. perhaps i need to go bigger. ’

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It Was Labeled | Leon & Gray

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It was no secret around the law office that Gray had new snacks to keep in the fridge. Thanks to his new roommate’s culinary expertise, Gray was now eating far better than instant noodles for lunch. Every day he’d come in with something that smelled delicious and made everyone in the office jealous. Gray made sure to put his name on the Tupperware whenever he placed his lunch in the fridge. Of course, that didn’t stop some people. Gray walked into the break room ready to heat up his lasagna when he spotted Leon sitting at a table. Eating his lasagna. 

“Leon… What the fuck… That’s my lunch.” He could see the sticky note with his name on it still on the lid. 

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not to brag, but sometimes he truly did have the best ideas.

what a lovely turn of fate it had been, that both he and his favorite target at the office had brought in lasagna for lunch today. there had been rumors that the other had recently moved in with one of the chefs from upstairs - rumors that seemed to be true, given the daily delicacies the boy had started to bring in. 

how fortune seemed to smile on him. he’d been thinking up ways to tease him about this new development in any case - how lucky he was that the secretary had unwittingly walked right into his hands, completely unplanned. inspiration had struck him the moment he spotted that fateful sticky note that morning.

the switch had been easy enough to pull off. as soon as his lunch break started, he had headed straight for the break room, then, as soon as he was certain the coast was clear, he’d taken both dishes from the fridge and exchanged their contents. he may have been something of a prankster, but he wasn’t cruel enough to actually steal his lunch. did he want to scare him a bit? absolutely. did he want to win his eternal hatred? preferably not.

thankfully, the look on the other’s face seemed to suggest that his plan had worked out exactly the way he had hoped.

he paused, his fork held midair as he glanced down at the lid as if in thought, a triumphant smirk teasing at the corners of his lips.

‘ oh dear, is this yours? my mistake. maybe you should have marked it more clearly. ’

[hey-chelsea]

Interview || Leon & Chelsea

[hey-chelsea]

“Hm?” she hummed, glancing over her shoulder and, noticing she was being spoken to, Chelsea stopped working and turned towards the stranger. The man himself, Leon. She took a moment, a slow blink, to process what he said – and also why he was talking to her, just one of the audio engineers.

For all her wits, she could not find a response.

“Y-you – who? Me?” She looked around and yeah - he was talking to her. “Why would I be staring at you?”

She cursed herself. She did not sound very convincing. Man, was he some kind of mind reader, or was Chelsea just that easy to read?

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ah, so he was right, she had been curious as to his presence - no matter how she denied it, that flustered, wide-eyed look on her face gave her away. his brows raised as she stammered, smirk widening, a low chuckle rumbling deep in his chest. 

yes, this was the perfect distraction from the tedium of the day. he could already feel the tension in his shoulders slackening at her slow, confused blink. perfect. that stunned reaction had been the exact one he had been looking for. 

‘ i don’t know, you tell me. i wasn’t the one trying not to stare. ’ he flicked his gaze down her form once, then back up to her face, unable to hide the playful flicker in his eye. ‘ ... or maybe i was. a lady as lovely as yourself, i’m beginning to think that perhaps i need to come in for interviews more often. ’

a brief pause, a moment to gauge her reaction ---

‘ ... just kidding. did i make your heart race? the name’s leon, by the way. ’

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a meeting in the moonlight || open

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lilwp‌:

After getting off of work Sage set out to find the best place to watch the meteor shower. Sage had always loved the stars. Of course, growing up with her extended family being wiccans she learned a lot about the stars. They knew more than most people believed. Her grandma told her to always watch the stars, so whenever a special event like this happened she always went out.

She found a place on the docks, it was isolated so she wouldn’t have to worry about crowds ruining the mood. Plus the sound of the water was soothing, it made for a great atmosphere.

After laying on the dock for awhile, scrolling through a dating app, she heard someone speak to her. She looked up behind her and saw Leon, a fun dude.

She let out a small laugh, “You don’t sound too excited.”

he gave a derisive snort at her response, shaking his head as he took a seat beside her.

‘ my apologies. was i not enthusiastic enough for you? should i sing your praises every time we meet? if only i’d known you’d be waiting for me here so patiently, i would’ve rolled out the red carpet for you hours ago. ’ he sank into the banter quickly, mindlessly, peering at her from the corner of his eye. yet even though he shot her a teasing grin, his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes, his words falling flat as he turned back to face the water.

damn it. he could only hope that she hadn’t noticed him falter.

' i just ... wasn’t expecting to see you here, is all. especially not alone. ’ he kept his gaze firm upon the gentle lull of the tide, carefully avoiding meeting her eye. ‘ where’s that friend of yours you’re always with? that moody kid with the white hair? i thought you two were all but joined at the hip. ’

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