One For The Road;

And now you steal away Take him out today Nice work you did You’re gonna go far, kid ----------------------- Indie rp blog for the OC Lennox DeFranco Possible triggers and NSFW #dxncefckerdxnce

[vmestc]

     ”Yeah, okay.”

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     "I'll punch you in the wrist."

[vmestc]

     ”Wasn’t yelling at you in the first place.”

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     "Then consider it a warning."

[vmestc]

     ”Think so or not, I’d like to keep both my arms.”

[dxncefckerdxnce]

     "Don't yell at me and maybe you'll get lucky."

[vmestc]

     ”Something about that sentence is off.”

[dxncefckerdxnce]

     "-- I don't think so."

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     "I am a very sensitive human, don't yell at me or I'll rip your fucking arm off."

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H E A D C A N O N

     Lennox has a bad habit of stealing other people's clothes. Half of his wardrobe consists of Felix's shirts and sweaters.

[dxncefckerdxnce]

     "Are you always this much of an asshole? Because if so, I might have to fucking punch you."

[ofharvest]

     ”Because it’s six a.m, I’m hungover as hell and I want breakfast food.”

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     "Fee, I don't even have pants on and you've got me halfway out the door."

[ofmetalandwar]

The look the other was giving him was making him flush slightly, making him feel like a teenager all over again. Shaking his head, he spun on the stool so that he was straddling it, so that the piano wouldn’t distract him from getting to know the teen.

"Nice to meet you, Lennox," he grinned. "Name’s Bucky, though you probably knew that already after reading the booking form on the door…"

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     The red-haired male couldn't help the smile on his lips as he took a few, careful steps to the other, walking around the piano. "Yeah, I knew that." He said with a slight laugh, fingers tracing shapes on the top of the piano. "But it's nice to meet you, as well."

     "Have you been playing long?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow. "I don't have musical talent to save my damn life, really. I can dance, though."

[askmethething]

Send "I’m in love with you." to see how my muse reacts.

[dxncefckerdxnce]

Jealous messages

[MSG]: Did you have fun with you-know-who last night?

[MSG]: I guess my company doesn't interest you any more.

[MSG]: What do you see in that guy/girl?

[MSG]: (S)he's kind of hot... you think?

[MSG]: Is he bigger than me?

[MSG]: When's the wedding?

[MSG]: I heard you and ___ are an item.

[MSG]: Is there... someone else?

[MSG]: I never agreed to an open relationship!

[MSG]: Does she do that thing that I do for you?

[MSG]: I see you'll flirt with just about anyone.

[MSG]: I'm a fool for thinking I was special to you.

[MSG]: How serious is it between you two?

[MSG]: You've been spending a lot of time with ___ recently.

[MSG]: So you tell all girls/guys that, I see.

[MSG]: So that's your type, huh?

[MSG]: Who's better in bed, me or him/her?

[MSG]: I can't bear to see you with someone else.

[MSG]: You're just a slut.

[MSG]: Just curious... not like I'm jealous or anything...

[dxncefckerdxnce]

     "Why are we going to Denny's?      Last time I went to Denny's,      it was 3 a.m. and I was drunk."

[mikrominies]

must be nice having a  s p o u s e

[ianwanda]

+

[blipsandchiiitz-blog]

It was difficult trying to explain the situation to his parents without actually saying much of anything at all. Lennox’s secret was his, and who was Maxxie to pass along that kind of information? He did manage to fix two plates and snatch two cans of beer from his father’s stash in the fridge. With a balancing act unlike any other, he shuffled down the hall to his bedroom and kicked the door open, only lightly. “Food’s here. Want to help me with your plate? I got you a can as well. If you don’t drink I can go back and get somethin’ else.” 

As his focus shifted from the plates on his arm to the guest in his room, he couldn’t help but pick out the photo the other had his eye on. “That’s a photo of me and a few mates. One of the only good ones I have as a matter of fact. Hope to have a picture of you up there sometime. You have a face for the camera to be honest with you.” 

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     As Lennox took his plate and his can of beer, he gave a slight laugh. "No, I really don't, I, uh.. have too many freckles and whatnot." He cleared his throat a looked down for a moment, bhewing on his lower lip before looking at Maxxie and giving him a small smile. Lennox sat on the other's bed, folding his legs and easily balancing his plate on his knee as he opened his beer and took a sip.

     For a while, he was silent as he ate, eyes focused on his food before he spoke. "I'm not usually like this, you know," he muttered. "I mean, I don't do this kind of thing. Go to other people's houses right after meeting them. Tell them who my dad is. Feel comfortable around them. But I guess I want to thank you, for sort of.. breaking down those slight walls I've built up. C'mere." He placed a hand on the back of Maxxie's neck, pulling him in and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

[ofmetalandwar]

"Be my guest then," he replied, offering the youth a smile as he went back to his playing, trying to get lost in the music, but finding himself looking up at the other every now and then.

After a few tense moments, he sighed, hands stilling over the keys as he turned his full attention to the other in the room. “What’s your name?”

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     Lennox nodded, hands in his coat pockets as he listened to the other. A small smile played on his lips as he noticed the other glancing at him every once in a while.

     "My name's Lennox." He replied, eyes now focused on Bucky instead of his hands on the keys.

[dxncefckerdxnce]

i have this problem where i talk about cameron monaghan for hours and not realize it