#ellictism

[lcncastersarchive-blog]

💬 sms to elliot.

KAI: heeeey. u up ?

[jggerarchive]

Jagger rests comfortably in the fact that he never needs an invitation to go ‘round to Kai’s. He has a spare key that he keeps on the same loop as his own and their open door policy applies to each other only. Jagger could show up at 4am, half drunk and half asleep, and Kai would probably be nothing but gracious; the same works in reciprocal and he’d be sure to take care of his friend under the comforting glow of their fairy lights. He’s thinking of them now as he makes his way over to Kai’s flat. He’s been invited this time though the purpose was left deliberately obscure. There wasn’t a sense of urgency so he’s not worried by any means. If anything, Kai probably wants to play a song for him or hear whatever new that Jagger’s been working on (he may be disappointed in that endeavor, though; Jagger’s been busy but not with songwriting).

Knocking is a convention they have long since left behind and he doesn’t even think twice before fishing his keys out of the back pocket of his painted on jeans. He supposes the shuffling on the other side of the door should have been his first clue that Kai wasn’t alone in his flat. He supposes he could have tried the handle and found that it was, indeed, already unlocked which served as a possible sign that someone had recently entered who wasn’t the owner. He supposes he could have seen this coming but he really truly doesn’t. Which is why opening the door to an eyeful of Kai and Elliot in a rather compromising position catches Jagger off guard (for once in his life). He adapts quickly though, bless him, and a wry grin spreads across his lips. “Knock knock,” he drawls lowly, aiming for subtle interruption. // @lcncasters @ellictism

[lcncastersarchive-blog]

💬 sms to elli.

KAI: I THINK I JUST BROKE MY BED FRAME I SCREAMED SO LOUDLY

[lcncastersarchive-blog]

💬 SMS to DELETE.

KAI: ?

KAI: I know responding to me isn't really ur thing anymore but seriously if u want any of the shit u forgot here u need to get it

KAI: or im just gonna toss it in the bins ur choice ig lol

[williamlincoln-blog1]

"You're always number one."

“and you’re mine.” will agreed, his arms around elliot as they laid back on the couch. this was normal for them, the movie long forgotten on the tv screen and popcorn spilled on the floor. he could hear sefina and charlotte cooking in the kitchen, but his focus was on elliot, who’d had a particularly rough day. will ran his fingers through elliot’s blonde locks, something he’d learned to be soothing to the other through their years together. “there’s never gonna be a day where you’re not my first priority.” will reminded him. “you’ll always have me.”

[williamlincoln-blog1]

"Please talk to me."

“there’s nothing to talk about!” will insisted for what felt like the millionth time that night. lately elliot had been pressing, and pressing, acting as though will was keeping a huge aspect of his life from him. this was somewhat true, but the fact of the matter was, william wasn’t ready and elliot’s pestering certainly wasn’t going to solve anything. “just give me a break, okay?”

[williamlincoln-blog1]

ø ✘ # & ツ

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[12: 15 AM] did you drink all of the milk when you were here earlier 

[12:16 AM] you know that a bowl of fruit loops before bed gives me good dreams 

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[1:15 PM] sure elliot i hate you sooo much that’s why i’ve put up with you for so long and let you roam around my home in the nude 

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[8:39 PM] do you think i’m more of a edward or jacob kind of guy? buzzfeed already told me but i’d like to hear your opinion

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[9: 32 AM] thank you for doing my mom’s hair for her party last night. made her feel really nice :)

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[2:48 PM] god the gas guage on my truck FIXED finally