#cxrleonis

[anklebitxrs]

        brow furrows as he shifts in the door way,     hands going into hoodie pocket,     and then the pocket of his jeans,     and then up to his hair,     and then back again.     he’s flustered,    anxious energy seeping out of his every pore,     but when he speaks,     it’s the same calm and quiet as it’s ever been.    “    you know if you    ...    you can tell me if you don’t want to live together anymore.    it    ----   you can stay,     and i can just   ...   find a new place.     “            @cxrleonis​.

[cvertures]

"SEATTLE FIRE,“ jack announces as he enters one of the dressing rooms. it’s one of the smaller venues in the city, but a notable one for many bands that had gone on to not only pursue their dreams, but achieve them. booking the place is an impressive feat for a band from chicago, or at least that’s what he thinks. but what does he know? he doesn’t work in music, just a fan of the band slated to play there tonight. or rather, their singer.   “— sorry guys, we got a call about a gas leak. i’m going to need you all to vacate the building...”

they small group of people collected into the room, perhaps all of them musicians, have no reason to believe him: he isn’t exactly wearing his fire gear, just a t-shirt with the station 19 logo prominently displayed. he’d attempted to talk dean into coming with him, but his friend had better things to do on his day off. it seemed he’d have to face the girl from his past on his own. he wonders if she’ll even recognize him after all these years. he can’t help but smirk as he catches a glimpse of her, although attempts to remain composed, keeping himself broad-shouldered, as if this were an actual emergency. “must be a strong one, too. I think I might already be hallucinating...” the words are in jest and he tosses his hand to the side as if to signal to all in attention that it’s a joke. "jacqueline, is that you?” long time no see / @cxrleonis

[komunion]

@cxrleonis​            NOT TOO IMPUDENT,      he hopes      ----     it does stem from a place of curiosity.   NO JUDGEMENT.    finger points to the top of her head.     “     that ain’t natural,     right     ?     it symbolize anything     ?     “

[exxxarc2022]

@cxrleonis

❛ So, I figured we’d get pretty tired catching POKEMON all day in the park       ❜ The pokemon go fad was over but Teddy was still dedicated to catching them all. A dramatic pause as he pulled a basket from behind his back, offering it forward.  ❛ I made us a PICNIC ! ❜ And by him, he meant his elder brother.

[enchcntd]

@cxrleonis

Spencer Sullivan stands before the mirror in his home, straightening the bowtie at his neck. There isn’t a single wrinkle to be seen on his crisp white shirt, and the black tuxedo jacket is tailored perfectly to make even his scrawny shoulders look a little broader.  Yes, some would say that he looks quite handsome. His mother would say that he looks smart. His father might nod in approval. Spencer just swallows hard, tugging at his collar. He’s nervous, to say the least.

But in the other room is his best friend, getting ready for this anniversary party that his parents have decided to throw. It’s more of a ball than a mere party, with a guest list of almost four hundred, the finest caterers in Seattle and a grand ballroom complete with a lavish chandelier. There was no way he could show up to an event like this alone. It would bring his parents so shame to have a son of almost thirty and no relationship to speak of. He owes her a million times over for this.

“L--Lake ---” The young man steps back into the living room, trembling hands still tugging like they have a mind of their own. “I think -- my shirt is too tight, I don’t --- maybe I should -- change it? It feels really -- uncomfortable.. but I don’t have another, I -- I should’ve got another....” He’s mumbling to himself now, hardly reassuring himself but he’s lowkey panicking and it’s sending him into autopilot.  He exhales a shaky breath; they have to leave soon, there isn’t time for this.

[bnjmin]

      it’s   ...    less of a question,      more of a demand.    they have time to kill,     and he’ll be damned if he’s going to let her choose to spend it alone.     (     the other two have manners,      and they respect her wishes.     he can’t say he feels the same.     )      “     get up     ----     come get food with me.     “     @cxrleonis.

[cverture]

“But why would they abduct cows?” ALSO FOR MARK but this is written down obvs

mark, why are you like this?  | @cxrleonis​

   ❝why wouldn’t they abduct cows? I mean, when you think about it they’re perfect unwilling participants. they don’t run very fast due to the fact that they don’t care, they’re almost always out in the middle of some grassy field and they’re cows. who’s going to really miss a few when there are a dozen more just like ‘em? humans on the other hand, they’re missed.❞ 

    it’s true that maybe he’s being overly-eccentric to procure a smile from her, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t correct in his assessment. mark’s had an unusual amount of time to ponder such possibilities. he finds no shame in sharing his thoughts. ❝plus, maybe the aliens like milk.❞

[cverture-a]

from here!!! | @cxrleonis​

“You know -- when we get married,” She can’t help it, toying with the idea. Beth isn’t even attempting to mask her attraction to Jackie, and even if they don’t end up falling through with what they claim the trip to Vegas is for: she knows she doesn’t want this (their spontaneous trip across multiple states) to be the end for them. “It’s going to technically belong to the both of us.”

 The grin on her face remains, eyes resting on the other woman in their shared hotel room. They’d shared Jackie’s car the entire ride to Vegas, stopping a few places along the way to sleep in run don motels or in the back of the vehicle, discussing topics of interest to them both. Harry Potter was only the tip of the iceberg. “Come here.”