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i’m a puppet on a string || vinny & lena

omalleycat:

“Top of the world, love,” he grinned at her question. Vincent glanced past her at her bed as she asked if he wanted to come in, and buckled slightly at the knees, pressing into her a bit. “Yes,” Vin nodded, and then shook his head. “Not yet though; we’ve only got a couple of days here, and I’m set on taking you on an adventure tonight if you’re up for it,” Vince pulled his hands away, gently sliding down her arms to take her hands in his.

Lena giggled when he said yes but also no, feeling powerful in a way that felt better than the kind magic gave her. “An adventure,” She sing-songed, wiggling her head side to side. “I’d love to, let me get my shoes.” Lena squeezed his hands, leaned up again to peck his cheek before pulling back, grabbing some trainers because she doubted adventuring required heels, grabbed her phone from the bed and rushed back to him. “Alright, I’m adventure ready.”

i’m a puppet on a string || vinny & lena

omalleycat:

When Lena opened the door, Vinny couldn’t help but feel a little breathless. “Hey,” he grinned, reaching for her hips, pulling her into him. It was a little forward, but since that morning together, things had become a little more casual. “How are you doing, Sex Kitten?” He asked, clasping his fingers together at the small of her back.

Lena let herself be pulled in and softly placed her hands on his chest. “Better now you’re here.” She replied, tiptoeing to kiss him, which she wanted to do practically all the time. “How are you?” Her brows lifted in question, wondering if he’d come over for a late night hook up. “You wanna come in?”

i’m a puppet on a string || vinny & lena

Vincent wandered down the long balcony, face illuminated in a pink light that was cast by the bright bulbs bouncing off of the fuchsia colored walls. He glanced at the numbers as he passed the hotel rooms and rapped his knuckle on the rail for each room. It was late; well past quiet hours, and the parks were all closed now. As he arrived in front of Lena’s door, Vince sighed and grinned, hoping she’d be up and down for some adventuring. He knocked on the door, leaning his forehead against it for a moment, before stepping back an inch.

Lena lay on her front in bed, scrolling through instagram not quite ready to go to bed, but not quite sure what else there was to do. She had the option of popping over to some club, but it felt less fun alone. The knock at the door made her jump, wondering if that was Tibby reading her mind. Lena dropped her phone on the bed and hopped up, swinging the door open. The brunette grinned when she saw Vinny, pausing in front of him. “Hey you,” She was edging closer, looking up as she bit her bottom lip while she smiled.

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

“I’ll stay,” he assured her, his whole hand tingling from her touch, even after she’d let go. He watched her a moment, moving her hair out of her face and gently tucking it behind her ear, feeling his heart grow so full he thought it might burst. Vinny had known a lot of girls, but he couldn’t remember feeling so attracted to someone before. He smiled to himself and quietly moved the chair away from the desk and sat down, facing her. He put his feet up on the trash bin, resting his elbow on the desk and his cheek on his fist. Lena sighed in her sleep, and Vince’s eyes crinkled with a smile. “God, I love you, Sex Kitten,” he breathed out quietly, before closing his eyes to rest.

Lena woke up with a groan, head pounding and feeling like she’d been dragged through a hedge backwards and steamrolled. She reached her hand out to feel for her phone and checked the time, 3am. She’d slept the rest of the day away since she’d gone out first thing in the morning. She didn’t quite feel up to magic, but she had to try and sort her head somehow. She sat up, conjured some water and an aspirin, downed one and sipped the other. Lena set them down and put her head in her hands, flashes of memory of practically crying in the bath to Vinny over something so embarrassing, and groaned again. She took the moment to try and soothe her head with magic, rubbing her temples to try and abate it.

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

Vincent watched as she walked into the room, smirking slightly as she patted his face. He kept an eye on her to make sure she was alright, but then gave a short breathed laugh as she told him to turn around, and faced the wall. The sound of the bed springs caused him to turn back around, and walked over towards her. He lifted the duvet and covered her gently, before leaning down and giving her temple a quick smooch. “Sleep well, Sex Kitten,” he murmured, turning to go sit in her desk chair.

Lena gave a smile at the kiss, eyes closing for a moment until he pulled away. She reached out and grabbed for his hand, stopping him before he left. “Don’t leave,” she asked, eyes drooping closed. She hadn’t given him much choice with the storm shutting everyone in, but Lena didn’t quite have the mental capacity to think that rationally, all she knew was she wanted him there when she woke up. “Stay.” She murmured, letting him go and tucking her hand close to her chest.

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

Vinny chuckled from the back of his throat. “No, just checking,” he replied, looking at a callous on his palm. As she called him, Vince jumped to his feet and peered cautiously in. “You alright?” He asked, entering the room as he saw that she had a towel around her. “We should get you in bed, love,” he commented, drawing nearer, reaching out a hand to offer help.

Lena nodded at his suggestion, taking his hand and using it for balance as she walked past. She paused next to him with a goofy smile, reaching up to pat his cheek, before heading into her bedroom. She stumbled off to her dresser and pulled out a baggy top and some pyjama bottoms, going to put them on but stopped herself to give him an attempt at a stern look, but drunkenly came off pouty. “Turn around.” She insisted, then dressed herself with arms that felt too heavy and too fast at the same time. Lena clambered onto her bed, smushing into the pillow to make it comfortable.

a change of heart || Benji and Lena

benjiholmes:

Benji turned to look her in the eyes, confident that he could tell her to leave. But when he made eye contact, he found that he was unable to do so. Stepping forward, he roughly grabbed her face and pulled her in for a kiss. He held on tightly, not wanting to let go. Finally he pulled away, horrified with himself, and rushed out of his office.

Lena gasped into the kiss, she’d been hoping and tempting him, but he’d been so resistant she’d not expected this. His retreat was equally as quick and though she could’ve stopped him, she let him go, fingers on her lips wearing a pleased little smile. Lena slowly went for her bag, giving him enough time to remove himself from her in case anyone was watching the door when she came out, feeling like she’d won.

busy dreaming about || lena and tibby

tibbyblossom:

Tibby giggled and nodded. “That is just the dream, to be honest,” she commented, stretching out on her bed. Tibs felt her face warm at Lena’s comment, and crossed her legs. “Well no, that wasn’t boring. I guess I just got tired of being stuck in these four walls,” she tried to explain, and then shook her head. “I know! That’s ridiculous; they should not have expected that. I refused, and most of my teachers just told us not to worry about it.”

Lena giggled and pat TIbby’s leg, “Well that I understand.” But Lena had managed to skip that part of things by popping herself elsewhere for afternoons. Snow was not what she wanted to do and she’d done everything to avoid it. “What?! Your teachers are much cooler than mine.” Lena huffed, looking away for a moment before bringing her attention back to Tibby and shaking the blonde’s legs, “Come on come on don’t keep me waiting any longer!! Tell me what happened!”

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

Vinny shook his head, as though she could see him, and continued to listen. He sympathized with her, understanding, but at the same time wishing he could make her see herself as he did. He didn’t know what to say; what could he possibly say that would make her feel better? “Everyone does things at a different pace; it’s not a competition, but I know what you mean.” He licked his lips, and leaned his head back against the wall. “How long’re you going to be in that tub?” Vince asked, rubbing his knee.

Lena grumbled to herself at his response, in one way she knew he was right, but it wasn’t what she wanted to hear at the time. “Why, do you want a bath of your own?” She quipped before slipping down beneath the water and wiped her face clean, before coming up for air and deciding to get out, pretending it was her own idea not something he’d mentioned. Lena stood and stepped out, “Vinny?” holding onto her sink. “I feel dizzy.” She wrapped herself in a towel and sat on the edge of the bath, head tipped forward and eyes clenched shut as she tried to find some stability.

busy dreaming about || lena and tibby

tibbyblossom:

Tibby grinned down at the little ebony fluffball, scratching behind his ear causing him to emit a little rumble purr. “He’s called Jax,” she revealed, giving him a little smooch atop his head and then pouring him back into the puddle shape he’d been in on bed before she’d lifted him. “I think he needs a sister, but I haven’t decided yet. He’s fun though,” Tibby smiled, bringing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She giggled as Lena commented on her brain, and nodded. “I’ve gotten so bored locked up in this room; I almost went after the guy they said started all of that nonsense.” She huffed a breath through her nose, and tilted her head slightly to rest on her shoulder. “What’ve you been up to?”

Lena felt entirely distracted by the cat and it was probably best that Tibby put him down, or else she might’ve been stuck in a kitty trance for the rest of the afternoon and that’s not what she’d come over for. “Aw, that’d be nice. You’ll end up running one of those cat cafes.” She laughed, moving to sit on the other side of the bed. “Bored? Is that what you call it hmm?” Lena teased, ready for any and all gossip she could get about mystery lacrosse captain that had spent time here in their lock up. “Oh, boring shit. School work blah blah. Apparently they expected me to do homework while that storm went on.”

busy dreaming about || lena and tibby

tibbyblossom:

“It’s been terrible!” She agreed, shaking her head as she backed up a bit. “Oh,” Tibs grinned. “They’re very happy flowers,” she assured Lena, and then moved to her bed, plopping down beside the black kitten she’d conjured shortly after Gerard had left. Scooping up the dozy baby, holding him in one hand, she pet him gingerly with the other. “There are a few here that I’ve made up, but I’m not sure how long they’ll last. Those ones blow kisses,” she nodded to the pink daffodil shaped flowers blooming by her mirror.

Lena grinned ear to ear when she saw the kitten, coming forward and squatting down to pet him, stroking his cheek and giggling when he pulled away. “Oh he’s so cute!” She squealed, looking up to Tibby. “Excellent idea best friend,” She was almost surprised neither of them had thought of getting pets until now. “He’s your little familiar. What’s his name?” Lena glanced around at the mirror, and as if on demand, the flowers puffed a powdery pink lip form in their direction. “Your brain is like a wonderful little acid trip sometimes and I love it.”

busy dreaming about || lena and tibby

tibbyblossom:

Tibby was sat cross legged on her dorm room floor in front of a canvas when she received Lena’s text. She’d been working on a little painting at the suggestion of her new art teacher; Tibs wanted to get some of her creative energy out, and her room was already practically a jungle with all of the flowers and plants she’d been making. She texted back: ‘oh thank god’, and set her paint palette down and stood up, smoothing down her cutoff overalls. Tibs brushed a flyaway out of her face with the back of her hand, accidentally smudging a little green on her cheek and into her half pony. “Too long!” She chirruped in response, and threw her arms around Lena’s neck in an embrace when her friend arrived.

Lena accepted the hug, hands going around Tib’s waist and giving her a tight squeeze. “I know! Ridiculous, it’s this whole weather and backlog and I absolutely can’t.” She kissed her cheek and pulled back slightly, looking around the overgrown room. “Oh wow, this is so pretty. I hope they’re happy flowers?” Lena’s voice lilted up in question, hoping nothing bad had come of that boy, or it hadn’t gone well. She’d have to go back to her cursing ways.

busy dreaming about || lena and tibby

@tibbyblossom

As she walked down the hallway after class, Lena texted Tibby that she was coming over. School was back on, and Lena’s time had mostly been spent on trying to catch up when she’d spent the storm slacking off. She felt bad about separating, albeit not by text, from her friend, and she’d decided the homework wasn’t much worth her time now. Lena didn’t bother knocking and went straight in, “Babe! It’s been forfuckingever!”

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

Vincent’s smile dropped and he turned his head slightly, pressing his cheek against the wall. “Oh, what are you talking about? Don’t be silly,” he replied, bringing his knees up to his chest. “You’re the most intelligent person I know, Sex Kitten,” he added, lacing his fingers together. “You feeling alright in there?”

The corners of Lena’s mouth lifted slightly at the far too generous compliment he directed at her, feeling very touched that he thought it of her, when she’d hardly displayed any intelligence in her opinion. Her smile faded quickly though and she shook her head, forgetting he couldn’t see her response. “My best friend Tibby, she’s so beautiful, have you met her? I should text her that she’s beautiful.” Lena reached for her phone and gave up when it seemed too far from her arm. “She texted me earlier that this hot athlete guy she likes was at her place and she’s about to fuck him and like I’m happy for her, I am, but then also I always thought I’d lose it first, because she’s so innocent and shy and soft like a flower and I’m like thorns and I act so forward or whatever, and I thought guys liked me, but shes lost it first and the whole worlds gone topsy turvy and it’s all stupid but I still feel shit.”

a change of heart || Benji and Lena

benjiholmes:

Benji scooted his chair back and got to his feet. “Old enough isn’t a proper answer.” he replied, finding that part of him was hoping that she’d say that she was at least 18. “You need to leave Lena.” He finally said, turning around so he was no longer facing her. “It would be best if you just left my office and we didn’t talk about this again.”

“Isn’t it?” She quipped, because surely all that mattered to someone in his situation was ‘legal’ and that was a lie she was willing to offer. Lena sighed when he turned away, half resigning herself to leaving with nothing. She ran her hands over his shoulders before letting go and sitting back on the desk. “Look me in the eyes and tell me that.” She hoped he couldn’t do it.

climb that symphony home || vinny and lena

omalleycat:

Vinny leaned his head back against the wall. “I thought I was,” he grinned. If she was sober and asking him to join her, or do anything, he’d do it without a second thought. He glanced down at the bottle and set it aside; Vinny knew himself well enough to know that drinking made him throw caution to the wind. He didn’t want to wind up doing something he regretted. “How’re you feeling, Leen?” Vince asked quietly.

Lena pouted, sinking down until her neck was submerged beneath the water. She supposed he was, but it was distanced and it didn’t help her sinking mood. “Shit.” She mumbled, shaking her head at herself. “Stupid.” Lena added, because she couldn’t find any rationale in the way she felt. She was meant to be happy for her best friend, and instead she’d gotten wasted with strangers until someone came to rescue her.

a change of heart || Benji and Lena

benjiholmes:

Benji inhaled sharply, trying to keep his had focused despite how difficult she was making it. “Lena, how old are you? You can’t be old enough to actually know what you want. You have so many years ahead of you and so many men to meet. In ten years do you want to look back and remember that you tried to seduce a professor?” he asked, hesitantly making eye contact.

Lena simpered and cocked her head, “Old enough,” she dodged the question, well aware that if she said her age he’d chuck her out of the room. “Trust me, I know what I want.” It was very easy to know what you wanted when you could conjure everything in a second. “No,” Lena smirked, lifting the hem of her skirt up slightly. “I want to remember that I did seduce my very handsome professor.”

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