he moves in his own way

I was too late. A shadow of what I once was.

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zoeyspellman:

Zoey was silent for a very long moment, something that wasn’t usual for her unless it was pointed silence of ignoring or coupled with a judgmental stare. Today it was neither of those as her eyes scanned over his face. His story was… well at least clearly some of it was fabricated though Zoey had trouble telling to what degree. “Violence is never the fucking answer, you know. No one is a hero for beating someone up, I don’t care what the damn movies say. Violence is crude, it’s heartless and it’s… scary.” She just shook her head, feeling a weird mix between compassion for him if her suspicions were true but judgement if he was telling some version of the truth. “I don’t buy drinks for people who solve things with fists. If you’ve got another story for me, I’ll consider it but otherwise I don’t want to hear it.”

Levi couldn’t help but raise a brow at her scolding, doing his best to cross his arms as he looked over at her. “So how would you have solved a situation like that?” It wasn’t real, of course. Levi hadn’t thrown a single fist throughout everything, but he couldn’t help but find himself curious. “I mean... call the police, but you know how slow they are. Ridiculously slow,” he said, pulling his eyebrows together. “... scarily slow. She could have been hurt far more than she already was if I’d left it alone, right?” He shrugged, shaking his head back and forth. “Defending yourself is another story, in my opinion. I’d have a lot more cases to deal with if people didn’t fight back.” He paused. “Though, not to shame the ones who don’t. It’s an overwhelming thing... sometimes all you can do is just let it happen. Hope you just black out.” Levi’s expression had become far more solemn, much to his own distaste. “It’s hard to argue either way with what the right thing is to do when you’re thrown in that sort of position... I have, uh-” He cleared his throat, trying to focus on her again. “I have dozens of stories. I can make up a new one. Ran into a couple of horses that were not fans of me at all.” Well, that was somewhat the truth. “Better?”

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profsethelkins:

“Levi,” Seth said in a very stern tone, the cheerful look on his face at the idea of meeting up with the guy quickly replaced by a look of concern. It had been a few days since they’d met up and he’d really been looking forward to this date but that all left him the moment he saw his friend. Though he was normally the sort of person to just accept stories at face value no matter the circumstances or if he believed they were true, he could not ignore this. “Don’t lie to me.” His words were quiet but they left no room for an argument that Levi wasn’t lying. Reaching over he gently brushed a thumb over the bruise, concern bright in his eyes along with the faint stirrings of anger, at the people who had done this, of course. “Do you want to tell me what really happened? I’ll buy you a drink but I don’t think I can make a joke out of seeing you hurt, you know.” He dropped his hand again, gesturing to the bartender and ordering for both of them before sighing as he looked back at Levi. “Are you okay? And I don’t mean…” he gestured to the bruise and the broken arm before shaking his head. “I mean are you okay?”

“Seth,” Levi echoed, trying to mimic the stern tone, though he sort of wavered through it. All through Levi’s life, it had been spent pretending that everything was okay, time and time again... until it came to Seth. It’s why he was so quick to snap at the other and become an emotional wreck. Seth was the only person he felt okay being vulnerable in front of, but even this... it felt different. Embarrassing, almost. He leveled his gaze on Seth when he told him not to lie - lying is something Levi had always been good at, however. He could lie his way though most anything. Telling the truth here wasn’t at all ideal, though his eyes softened as Seth reached up, letting out a small huff of a laugh. “It’s not important what really happened,” he argued. “What’s important is that I’m here, and I clearly deserve to be treated like an absolute angel.” The corner of his lips tugged up, though it clearly didn’t meet his eyes. “... what? Yes. I’m fine. I’m a tough cookie,” he assured, rolling his eyes. “And I can make people sign my cast. I never got to do that. I need to start carrying around glitter pens.”

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“How did this happen?” Levi lifted up the cast on his arm, though the bruise on his cheek was likely another questionable mark on his body, along with the few scratches. Levi let out an over the top sigh. “Where do I begin? I was just minding my business, walking down the street, right? I hear a scream, and being the extremely brave boy that I am, went to help in any way I could. To make a long story short, I ended up in a fist fight with two other men, totally kicked their asses, but even heroes get hurt sometimes in the process.” His entire story was a lie, but being the way that he was, he didn’t feel comfortable sharing what had actually gone down. Instead, he quirked an eyebrow. “So... I say that you buy me a drink. For being such a brave, honest hero for Town. Wow, I should really start working on a costume and name. Any ideas?”

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freddyclarke:

Wearing a pout of his own, Freddy couldn’t resist playing up his injuries at the man’s sympathetic words, rubbing at his head though any pain he had felt had lasted no longer than a second. “I hope that doesn’t leave any lasting damage, those shoes are very well made” he commented, bending down to pick them up and even wincing a little for dramatic effect. Though he did a job at keeping a pitiful expression, there was clear thrill in Freddy’s eyes at the offer. “No rush on the clothes but let’s get to those pancakes. I’m practically starved. Luckily for you, I have the entire day free to make it up to you in whatever way you see fit” he assured, his expression the epitome of innocence though there was a slight sparkle of suggestion in his eyes. 

“I sure hope they're okay! They look nice, and shoes really are the most important part to any outfit. I once had a funeral for a pair of shoes that were destroyed in a heartbreaking incident in 09... I can feel the tears coming up just from thinking about it,” he rambled, fanning his face as if to fight back his crying. Levi quirked an eyebrow at the wince, though really just looking amused over the entire thing. “Whatever way I see fit?” Levi hadn’t expected the other male to start flirting, but Levi quickly pushed his apartment door open further, tilting his head to encourage the other to come in. “I guess that all depends on why you were kicked out. Was she disappointed in you?” He looked the male up and down, an amused quirk of his lips. “... and I must tell you I’m an engaged man, sadly enough... though, we have an open relationship. Do with that information as you will, darling.”

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madswalcott:

Madison often prefered the stairs everywhere she went. It took longer, yes, but it helped her stay active, she’d tell herself. Unfortunately this time, she was late to her dentist appointment, so she hoped on the elevator just before the doors closed. She breathed out in relief, smiling at the only other person inside, before pressing the button for her floor. She looked at her reflection briefly, making sure her hair wasn’t a mess after all that running, when the elevator jolted. Her heart began to race, realizing what was happening. She looked up just in time to see the lights flicker. Seconds later, the elevator stopped moving completely. Her eyes darted to her only company, and she opened her mouth, trying to sound as calm as possible. “We’re stuck” she said dumbly, swallowing thickly.

Levi was in an unusual rush that morning, with an important meeting that had him barreling towards the elevator that morning, smoothing his hair over all the way and only taking a moment to breathe when Madison stepped in and he decided to make himself seem a little less frantic. “Good morning, sweetheart,” he told her, offering a kind smile that was almost instantly slipping away. “... No, no,” he immediately denied, shaking his head back and forth. “I refuse to accept this. There are too many horror movies set in this very situation, you know... so many people die like this. I’m not interested in dying until after I become rich and my kids have grown enough to take care of themselves. After that is questionable depending on how much I like my husband,” he rushed out, reaching forward to click the buttons at random. “No. We’re getting out of here, or so help me God...”

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freddyclarke:

This wasn’t the first time Freddy had been kicked out someone’s apartment before even having a chance to get dressed but it seemed he hadn’t learned his lesson as here he was again. He was starting to think he was never going to shake this relationship though, if he were being honest, he wasn’t really trying that hard. Standing outside her place, it took him a few seconds to realise he was still barefoot. Just as he was about to knock on the door and do a little grovelling, more for the sake of getting his stuff back than anything else, the door opened and his shoes came flying out to hit him straight in the face. “Ow, fuck” he groaned, turning a little and eventually noticing the person who’d witnessed the whole thing. “Er…” he began, glancing down at his clothing, or lack of it, in a surprisingly casual manner. “Good morning.”

Levi had stomped out of his apartment with full intentions of complaining about the noise, but the sight he was met with was one he didn’t want to interrupt, poking his head out to watch the scene, though he couldn’t help but laugh as the shoes came flying out. He only backed off when his presence was acknowledged, Levi realizing he had no choice but to interact with the guy. “You poor thing,” he immediately said, a pout on his lips as he rested his cheek on the door frame. “I’ve never been one to turn down a pretty boy coming into my apartment, and I might have clothes that will fit you. Also pancakes, so... I’m making your day go from terrible to outstanding in under five minutes. You’re welcome. You’ll just owe me, obviously.”

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profsethelkins:

Rather than anything else, Seth just found himself amused by Levi’s actions, laughing quietly at the pat to his cheek. “Are you saying I’m not in touch with mine? I quote poetry and have a garden exploding with flowers. Granted the flowers and the poetry were originally just ways to sedu–never mind. Anyway, the point is that I think I’m more in touch with it than I’ve ever been. Maybe that’s what the dream was for.” Seth shook his head after a moment. “I’ll try to go visit him later but it’s not anything… too big. He’s finally giving in and moving to somewhere that he can have his health properly looked after though so that’s good.” And would mean that Seth’s housing situation was up in the air according to how the son felt about him, but Seth wasn’t going to mention that part.

“I’m not saying that! I’m saying you are learning the ways, darling. This dream is just... confirmation that you are heading in a fantastic direction. Eh?” He nodded in approval with his own words. “You’ve never wrote me a poem, which is heartbreaking on many, many levels....” Levi’s voice drifted, gaze quickly narrowed as he could tell what direction Seth was going, though he tried to just huff it off. “Okay,” he said slowly, placing his chin in the palm of his hand as he looked at the other. “... that doesn’t quite explain why you look so worried and distracted, then. If he’s taking care of himself, you should be happy for him, right?”

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Sent to Levi’s work, a dozen red roses along with a card that reads:

Roses are red Violets are blue But neither of them Compares to you

S.E.

P.S. Have dinner with me tonight?

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profsethelkins:

“I know… I’m sorry. The phone is going away now,” he said, slipping the phone off the table and into his pocket. “See? No more distractions, just you and me. Promise.” Seth wasn’t sure if it was just that he was more aware of things or that Levi wasn’t making an effort to hide them as much, but he could read the look he was getting now better than ever before. “I’m not even going to try and come up with a theory on that because chances are that it would just be weird,” he said with a small laugh. “… I just didn’t think it’s right to spread around other people’s business. I’m a little too used to keeping things to myself at this point, I guess.”

Levi leaned forward, reaching out to pat Seth’s cheek. “Good boy,” he encouraged, the corner of his lips tugging up as he settled back, relaxing just a bit more over the whole ordeal, despite the small bit of suspicion still running around in the back of his head. “Maybe we’re both just becoming far more in touch with our feminine sides. I mean, I’ve always been pretty in touch with mine, but you’re...” Levi’s voice faded, tilting his head back and forth with a squint of his eyes. “It makes a little more sense if you put in that way.” Focusing on Seth again, he sighed, knowing his questioning would just seem rude at this point. “Do you want to get him flowers, or something? Is it anything too serious?”

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profsethelkins:

Though much less oblivious now than he used to be, Seth was too distracted to notice the looks Levi was sending at his phone at first. Instead he just shook his head. “I just need coffee in general. You know you always have my attention no matter what it is,” he assured the other, though quirking an eyebrow at him. “You had a dream you were a girl too? Very weird,” he mused, shaking his head. Seth’s immediate response to Levi reaching for the phone was to cover it quickly with his own hand in an action he suddenly realized looked incredibly suspicious. It was about then that it occurred to him that he was going to have to at least fill in Levi partially or else this would become much more dramatic than he had the energy for. “Not… not today. That was actually from his son telling me that the guy is in the hospital. He’s getting on in years so it’s not… surprising. He should be fine though.”

“I can see that’s very true right now,” Levi responded pointedly, lowering his chin with a suspicious glint in his gaze, never wavering. “... you did? That’s interesting. What do you think it means? I looked it up and it was all about puberty, and I’m pretty sure we’re both long past that stage,” Levi explained, though sucking in a breath when Seth jerked his phone away. Of course that had only caused Levi’s mind to start racing with possibilities, squinting his eyes at the boy across from him. “... why didn’t you just tell me that in the first place? Why’d you try to hide it?”

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emilijairbs:

“You are not allowed to judge me for double fisting coffees after the night and morning I’ve had”, Em said, struggling to adjust the bag over the shoulder with an iced coffee in each hand.  “You are also not allowed to judge that these are coffees number three and four.”  She let out a huff as the bag fell to rest on the inside of her elbow again.  “I…wouldn’t mind a little help, though?”

“You’re going to have a caffeine meltdown, darling. That’s all I’m saying,” he said, lifting his heads up innocence. “I’m pretty sure drinking that much could cause... something harmful to happen. There’s no way that’s not going to damage your body.” Despite his warning, he quickly realized he had no idea what drinking much caffeine could do, other than cause a ridiculously hard crash soon after. He stomped his foot childishly, despite moving forward to assist her. “What do I get for being such an adorable gentleman?”

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wesriely:

With that, Wes was uncomfortable. “That’s… not… no.” he said shaking his head a bit. “I appreciate the excitement, but that’s not…. anyway.”

“Oh.” The straightforward answer caught Levi off guard for a moment, staring at Wes with parted lips. “Right, sorry. What is it then?” He quirked an eyebrow, not minding the situation at all. Levi had thrown himself into enough discomfort time and time again that it barely affected him, now. 

[ghostsandgoblins]

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profsethelkins:

“… isn’t everything you say life or death?” Seth asked with some amusement though he seemed to still be glancing at his phone every so often. Where before he’d been good at giving Levi his full attention now he was definitely much more distracted. “I am listening to you. I always am. I’m sorry. I think I just need more coffee,” he muttered, gesturing to the waitress politely before turning his attention back. “Alright… this dream. Crazy dream. I’m listening now.” Even as he said this his hand seemed to be fidgeting slightly on his phone. “Hmm? Oh, nothing. My landlord. He texts me sometimes. He has a penchant for sharing funny pictures he finds, that’s all.”

“Yes! It is,” Levi was quick to agree, huffing a bit when he continued to glance at his phone. A suspicious glint in his eyes, Levi sadly tried to glance at Seth’s phone, despite the fact that seeing the screen was physically impossible from where he was. “Coffee? You need coffee to pay attention to me?” Crossing his arms on the table, Levi tapped his fingers on the table impatiently. “I was a hot blonde girl,” he went on, though quickly realizing it was pointless as he could tell Seth wasn’t quite there. “Funny pictures?” Levi instinctively reached out to take Seth’s phone. “I love funny pictures. Let me see.”

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wesriely:

Wes’s dream made him happy to be himself. His body, his home, his everything. There were days where he would do anything not to be him, but today he was happy. He was humming and singing a bit as  he walked to the coffee stop, humming along to a tune in his head at a stoplight, when he turned to the person looking at him. “What? Have you never seen a grown man hum before?” he teased, with a little bit of a grin.

At the question, Levi quirked an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side. “What? No, honey, that’s not it,” he said, quickly waving his hand around with a roll of his eyes. “I’m just surprised. I know there’s the movie cliche where they have sex and suddenly their mood is the best it’s ever been, but I didn’t think people actually did that. They must’ve been good,” he mused, reaching forward to pat the other’s arm. “Congrats, darling.”

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profsethelkins:

When he first got the message, Seth was smiling down at his phone, looking up at the person he’d been talking to and holding up a finger. “Hold that thought for just a second, alright?” he said, flicking open the message from his landlord and friend before a confused expression drifted over his face which quickly turned into worry. It was just a moment before he got his expression under control again and looked up at the other. “Sorry, I just had to read that. Anyway you were saying? Something about… your cat? Okay I swear I was listening before but I forgot what it was we were talking about.”

Levi’s expression immediately took to offense at the bright smile and Seth silencing him. Who was more important than what Levi had to say? Especially when it was about his latest crazy dream. Was Levi boring him? So many concerns began to rush through his head. Crossing his arms over his chest, he pouted over at the boy, keeping up the act until he saw Seth’s expression shift. An almost suspicious look took over, tilting his head to the side as Seth spoke to him again. “No! God, what if I was telling you something life or death? You’re supposed to listen to me,” he immediately scolded, before taking a deep breath. “... what was all that about?”

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zoeyspellman:

“Yes? That’s what the sandwich was for,” Zoey said as though it was meant to be obvious, looking clearly confused by the other’s words. She had no idea about what kind of double meanings there could be in what she said. “I don’t see what my looks have to do with anything. And it’s not like they’re anything special anyway,” she grumbled, shaking her head. “Okay?” Still very confused, Zoey rapped up the rest of her sub and put it away for later as she followed the other. “Money. That’s what would be preferable. I guess it can wait for another day though.” She sighed, not expecting to see that money at all actually. 

“... you’re cute,” Levi sighed, reaching forward to pinch the other’s cheek with a light laugh. “I love cute. You’re just winning points with me left and right.” Talking away with the other, Levi gasped a bit dramatically. “What are you talking about? You’re one of the prettiest people I’ve ever met. A face like yours doesn’t belong in a small town like this,” he disagreed, shaking his head back and forth. “... anything but money. Do you not want anything else? When I say anything, I mean anything.”