𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔣 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔲𝔭

LUCA FINKELSTEIN My bones are smoldering And my knuckles are bloody. Forgive me. Forgive me.

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

was there anything around here that wasn’t enchanted? nic found it odd that someone would lose something like this and not notice. apparently some people in auradon were just that clueless that they didn’t realize the value of things. never know a good thing until it’s gone and all that shit. “pretty irresponsible if you ask me.” he muttered, taking the stone and turning it over in his hand for a while. it seemed pretty useless, just something nice to look at. after a moment nic looked up at luca, brows raised slightly as he handed the stone back over to him. “you like this kind of stuff?” 

taking it back, he glanced up at the other, offering a small shrug. “i was sheltered for much of my life. there are lots of things i haven’t seen so i suppose --- i’m easily enchanted.” he chuckled, tucking the stone away in his pocket. its beauty reminded him of a particular baker that he also wished to show it too. “what kind of things do you like?” they seemed to run into each other often enough that luca wished to know more about the other male.

[golldenheart]

 @notfrankenstein starter for luca !!

  Imogen was on her way home from work, headphones in as she tried to rush back to her place. it had been a long day and frankly, all she wanted to do was pass out while drinking a glass of whiskey. lost in her own thoughts and yearning for her bed, she ran straight into someone’s shoulder. the brunette popped out her headphones ready to cuss at them but the familiar handsome face stopped her dead in her tracks. she be lying if she said she hadn’t thought about luca often since their last exchange. something about the blonde drew her in but she couldn’t quite put her finger as to why that was. “well look who it is,” she smiled softly taking out her other headphone, “long time no see.” 

[notfrankenstein]

     luca raised a hand to steady the woman that had run into him, smiling when he recognized her as the pretty baker he had met before. “imogen, it has been awhile,” he agreed. “what has you in a rush? i don’t want to keep you if it’s something important.” concern cast over his features. imogen had been invading his thoughts often ever since they met and he was overjoyed to meet her by chance but not if he was keeping her from something important. although, it was a late hour to be in a rush somewhere.

[moonliighttave-blog-deactivated]

@notfrankenstein

lock probably did nothing but bother luca, but he liked being around him. they were so different, just about complete opposites. maybe it was the fact that no matter what lock did, luca stayed calm, at least from what he saw on the outside, which interested him. also, he felt he could trust him. and he didn’t trust many people, other than shock and barrel. “alright luca. we’re good friends right? well, I’m gonna say we are.” he shrugged. “I need some advice. like..” he coughed before saying the word, “crush advice, I guess, for lack of a better word. and since you’re like yoda, I figure you have some type of wisdom up there.” he gestured to his head. 

[notfrankenstein]

having only the company of his brothers for most of his life, luca had learned to appreciate a friend before he even got one that wasn’t related to him. the male chuckled at the younger’s self answer, glad he was confident in their friendship. the boy often came to him for advice but luca liked having someone to talk to regardless of what they were talking about. “i am not the most experienced in matters of the heart but i’ll see what i can do.” he smiled at his friend. “what kind of advice do you need or i gues i should ask, what’s the situation?”

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

looking over at the blonde when he spoke, nic’s brow knit together in confusion. he looked in a trance, staring at whatever he had just discovered. having spent the majority of his life on the isle, where magic was banned, the only experience he had with it was when he was young and dealing with his powers. if you could even call what he did “magic”. it was more terrifying. “not a lot,” he shrugged. “it wasn’t allowed on the isle.” he looked forward, gaze going down to the stone in luca’s hand. “that kind of stuff is just laying around here?”

“i believe it comes from the enchanted lake,” he mused, turning it over again in his hand. a visitor of the magic waters, mostly likely a child, must have dropped the stone. he knew magic was not explicitly forbidden but heavily advised against. seeing things like made him wonder why anyone would let fear hold them back from exploring something beautiful. “right, i forget.” he held it out to the other male, offering it for him to take. “someone may have dropped it. left it behind without realizing it.”

[madexfstitches]

@notfrankenstein

For once, Levi had been going out a lot. Granted, it was usually over to Frankie’s house to chill but it was more than he had done before. But because he had been gone for so long, he felt like he hadn’t seen his siblings in forever. Normally, the only interactions he would get were his brothers so not seeing them was weird. That’s why when he got back from Frankie’s, and he saw Luca on the couch, he dropped his things and dropped down next to him. “What are you doing still up? Thought you’d be asleep for work tomorrow or something.”

[notfrankenstein]

Few people understood the amount of time Luca spent with his brothers. The way they grew up made it hard even now for them to be apart unless they were being distracted and Luca knew that was the case with his older brother. His surprise didn’t show as he held up the sewing project he had been working on. “Got a little caught up in this. What had you out so late?” He returned the question with a playful smile.

[notfrankenstein]

( @shxthecds ) --- starter for nic !

“This may seem rather silly but I have never seen anything like it.” Luca had found an enchanted stone and within it’s shining reflection, he saw the most breathtaking images. He had no idea what kind of enchantment it had been blessed with but it was unlike magic he had ever seen. His father brewed potions which could be called magic in their own way but there was an explanation and science behind anything he cooked up. By coincidence, Nic had been nearby when Luca realized his discovery and he had to share it with the other male. “Are you familiar with magic?” He questioned although his gaze never left the stone that was showing him places he only dreamed of.

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

it wasn’t hard to tell what made people not get along with nic. he wasn’t exactly friendly and he didn’t try to be. in fact, this was probably the longest conversation he’d had with someone from auradon without things getting physical. people in auradon weren’t used to the abrasive attitude nic always sported. picking up his new drink as quickly as it was set down, he took a generous sip. “the king and queen thought it was a good idea and no one in auradon has a mind of their own so they go along with everything.” he mumbled bitterly. pausing to look over at the male he studied him for a moment. truthfully, he wasn’t all that awful to talk to. and not bad to look at either. “i haven’t decided yet.” 

luca’s patience couldn’t take all the credit for his ease in dealing with people. it was the fact that he never wanted people to pretend around him. he preferred an honest attitude to a fake smile. “while i wouldn’t say they’re mindless, i do believe that some of auradon’s citizens trusted king adam too easily. not that i blame them. he promised them safety and well, he kept his promise at the expense of others.” he drank the last of his water, shaking his head at the bartender when they approached to refill it. “i’ll take that as a good sign. it’s been nice speaking with you, nicholai. the piano is starting to radiate loneliness so i have to go but i hope to see you again.”

[iinmyheads]

( @notfrankenstein )

there was some sort of comfort in knowing other ragdolls other than her mother. walking up to her ( technical ) uncle, eleven flashed a huge grin. her hand smoothed out her dress as she took a deep breath. “good evening, luca! you look dashing. are you enjoying your night?” 

[notfrankenstein]

although he was not a student, luca had come at the invitation of some acquaintances and family who were attending. he found one family member when she approached him. “evening, el. thank you very much. your dress looks beautiful on you.” he flashed her a smile. “i am. this is the first ball i’ve ever been to,” he mused. “are you having fun?”

[notfrankenstein]

moonliighttave:

“well, if you do find some interesting auradonians. let me know. I would like to witness that.” he said with a little laughter. “of course. I can’t risk being sent back to the isle.” he sighed. “but I can’t promise that I’ll always be nice.” normally, he would get mad at anyone telling him to be nicer. but this was coming from luca, he always found him so calm and pleasant, that he never felt the need to challenge him. “it just gets boring here. for me at least.”

“if you looked harder you might find some yourself.” he chuckled, shaking his head. “now, i know better than to ask that of you lock. i will appreciate whatever you do put into staying out of trouble still.” trick or treat was motto ingrained into all the residence of their hometown, meaning that even luca had a bit of mischief locked away within himself. “i’m sure you’ll find entertainment. auradon is much bigger than our home... much bigger than the isle. you should explore.”

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

nic wasn’t one to hide the kind of person he was. the son of chernabog was not fond of other people’s company. it shouldn’t really be all that surprising, considering he was raised by, and literally half demon. “it’s usually other people that have the difficulties with me, not the other way around.” picking up his newly filled glass nic shrugged, the others honesty not bothering him much. he preferred it over anything else anyways. even nic could appreciate when someone could be honest with him. “like i was given a chance before being banished to the isle?” he rolled his eyes, taking a drink. “i haven’t met anyone here worth giving a chance.”

luca could see why,he had learned that people of auradon were not often equipped to deal with abrasive attitudes. he preferred kindness himself as well but if that was all there was to expect, life would be rather predictable. “i sense that must be true.” he chuckled, shaking his head at the bartender when he was asked if he wanted a refill. “i wondered how this kingdom came to that decision.” the residence of halloween town had little say in the making of the isle, he was unsure if their pumpkin king had even been at any of meetings if there were some. “ouch. should i assume that includes me?”

[notfrankenstein]

golldenheart:

  “that surprises me, it’s such a unique name I thought you be getting lots of compliments on it,” she chimed charmingly. it felt very easy to talk to luca, like she had known him for a lot longer than just today. he was charming sure but something about him made her feel a sense of comfort that was new to her. “yes we do! that’s my favorite part of being a baker is coming up with new recipes. my brother ed always decorates the cakes but coming up with recipes is my thing”, she rambled as they got closer to the bakery. once inside she couldn’t help but smile proudly. her family had worked hard for their business and imogen was happy to work alongside them. “that’s kind of you to say”, she smiled walking behind the case full of delicious pastries and bread. “if you like to ry anything just let me know I can cut a sample.” 

    “i’ve --- not gotten many chances to introduce myself before now,” he admitted with a soft smile. halloween town was a large place but his place in it had been confined to a tiny sector. auradon was an even larger land and that excited him far more than any fear the unknown could bring. because the unknown had brought him to a meeting with the woman before him. “the decorations are beautiful. you’ll have to give him my compliments.” as he glanced over the different treats in the case, he thought over which ones his brothers would enjoy most. “that one, if you don’t mind.” he pointed to a chocolate looking treat, admiring the fancy designs frosted into it.

[wnq-writers]

There is beauty in the courage of the fragile fighter. Those who persevere, despite all they’ve been through, those who still believe there is good in the world, as dark things we often find we need that light the most.

gotmyself (via wnq-writers)

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

there was something odd about the male, including the way he stated the obvious. nicholai wasn’t one to sugar coat the way he felt towards anyone in any way, not that the other seemed to care much. after all, it hadn’t stopped him from carrying on a conversation for this long. “i’m not overly fond of anyone’s company.” he informed the blonde, topping off his drink and motioning for another. “if they keep emphasizing it i’m going to have to start drinking at home.” 

luca hummed in acknowledgement. based on the male’s demeanor his answer was not surprising but he always liked withhold judgment until he received the truth. “then i imagine you’ve had some difficulties in auardon --- apologies if i’m being too blunt.” he always tried to choose his words carefully but luca preferred to give the truth whenever he could. “with the new clientele you might get your wish but i do urge you to give things and people a chance. at your own pace, of course.”

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

 “it wasn’t, but it’s not like i can stop you.” turning his gaze away from the other nicholai picked up his own glass. he didn’t know why this luca was trying to make conversation with him. usually people got the hint, or at least got pissed off at him by now. taking a generous gulp of his drink he shrugged. “you might have. i guess i’d consider my attendance frequent. there aren’t a lot of choices in bars around here.” 

“i take it you’re not overly fond of my company.” luca took no offense and there was nothing accusatory about his tone, it was a simple statement. “yes. as far as i’m aware, auardon’s bars haven’t received much business until recently. that’s why many of them emphasize performances along with their drinks.” from what the pianist had observed, most people had two drinks at most, lingering over their glasses to focus on the performer for the night or mingle with their chosen company.

[notfrankenstein]

moonliighttave:

“perhaps. it was just too easy though.” he sighed, a little dramatically. “some of these auradon kids are just too gullible. it didn’t take much convincing.” he chuckled. “I mean, I wasn’t even bringing my a-game.” he sighed. he figured another opportunity to trick someone, who was more challenging, would appear soon enough. “interesting people here in auradon? do tell.” he rested his chin in his hands, ready to listen. 

“perhaps you have a point.” some liked to call luca naive but he was not, he was hopeful. many of the people of auradon, however, believed no bad could come to their land even when they invited in the residence of the isle. luca held no ill will towards them, born or banished there, but he did know that the rules they played by were much different. “ah, i just meant there are some that i would like to get to know better is all. anyways, try to be a tad nicer. no tricks that leave permanent damage, you know.”

[notfrankenstein]

golldenheart:

 “luca, that’s a lovely name,” the baker chimed brightly as they walked. she swore as they walked she caught him sneaking a few glances at her, it must had been in her head. “well we had a bakery on the isle since I was born and I started baking basically as soon as I could, so all my life I suppose. we just opened this ned bakery once we were allowed to move here to auradon.” she tucked some of her long red hair behind her ear, turning a corner to face the bakery. “here it is, it’s not much but It’s ours.” 

 “really? i do enjoy it but i’ve never been told so.” luca nodded along with her words, always an avid and careful listener. in some ways, he saw people like books. they needed care, time, and great attention to be understood. unlike books, people were always changing and you could never revisit them to read the same story twice. “baking is a wonderful talent. i’m sure you must have a variety of recipes coming from such a place.” his eyes landed on the bakery, finding it very homely. it was easy to tell it was family run. “if it’s as amazing as this bread then you’re only being humble.” he smiled as he entered, taking in every inch of the bakery.

[notfrankenstein]

shxthecds:

nicholai wasn’t a fan of live music in bars at all in the first place. the only reason he really came out to drink was to start fights with lightweight aks. but he was starting to think he was better off just staying at home. hearing the male, nicholai turned to see the face of the pianist. “wasn’t exactly what i requested, but it could have been worse i guess.” he replied with a slight shrug. he found it odd that the other only ordered water, but held back his comment. “nicholai,” he introduced himself in return.

“i will take that as a compliment.” he chuckled bringing his glass up to his lips to take another sip. “i believe that i may have you seen you here before. is this a bar that you frequent if you don’t mind me asking?” luca loved small talk and chatting with strangers, he was eager to make up for the time lost when he still lived at home. however, he did realized that not everyone felt the same and if he was told so, he was ready to leave the man alone to drink in peace.