#innocent-within

[heavenlyexiled]

@innocent-within cont. --- from [ x ]

    Elizabeth had moments where she’d share with Leslie what she needed to, and he the same. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t cry over the sad parts, but recently, she’d stop crying over her son. Leslie helped with that, he would never replace Alex, but he was just as sweet and innocent.

    She would be the mother he needed in his life if he’d have her, and he could be the son in her life

    However, the thought came to her on how she’d been sharing memories of her son to him when he hasn’t said anything about his parents, he didn’t have any. That alone bothered her. He had the prettiest head of hair she ever saw, and sure, he had problems, but everybody did. Nobody’s perfect.

    “Leslie?” Elizabeth called to him in a soft voice, placing a gentle hand upon his shoulder, but then took it away, unsure on how he was feeling today with touching. Raising a corner of her lips, Elizabeth tried to think of what to do...nothing came to her so she gave a faint smile his way.

    “Would you like to do anything?” She asked softly. Elizabeth had her time to mourn of her son who passed and now she was taking care of Leslie, at least, in her mind she was so it was better for her to focus on the one son that was alive rather than obsess over the one whom passed.

[wxlriider]

@innocent-within replied to your post: TEW2 or, as I like to call it, Megs being unable...

[ DO UR BEST.. U CAN DO IT, WE BELIEVE IN U ]

I’M,, DYING THAT TOOK ME ALMOST AN H OUR

[boxheadedbutcher-blog]

❝ It’s kind of hard to tell. ❞

   The boy was a regular at his shop, he and Marta had become particularly close friends since their first meeting.   At first this concerned Pedro considering how.. Playful, Marta was. But as it had turned out, the two got along swimmingly even with Leslie being shy as he was, it was quite good for the boy to have an energetic force like Marta joking and playing with him, often teaching him, too.

Because of his daughter’s relationship with the patient to the distant hospice, it was only natural that Pedro got close to the boy as well, and just as Marta had taunted, even Pedro wanted to aid Leslie out in teaching him rights from wrongs, fun facts and just general knowledge one doesn’t pick up inside a hospice.

   “–I know it’s hard to see.” Pedro sympathized with the boy, straining his eyes to make out the different cuts of meat and the lining fat within and lining the prime,   “But if you look closer, you can see the ribeye roast and rib roast are just barely different.” Marta had once told Pedro that albino individuals were prone to blindness or becoming blind due to their lack of pigment and sensitivity to light. She probably didn’t remember this anymore herself, but Pedro remembered and in this moment it was particularly relevant as he poked and index to the thick glass protecting the meat inside,   “You should be able to see from the fat in the center, there.” With a final pat on the glass, Pedro went back behind the counter and went back to the tedious half of the job, which was packaging.

  “If you have any more questions, just shout.” With a passive wave of his hand, he went back to wrapping and tying, only glancing back to Leslie now and again.

[heavenlyexiled]

✿, ☤ , ♫, ✞, ✔, 👕

HEADCANON QUESTIONS:

✿: What is your muses favourite scent?

lizzie absolutely loved the smell of frost sugar cookies. she wants to bathe in it.

☤: Is your muse allergic to anything?

she is actually allergic to peanut butter!!

♫: Does your muse like music? What kind?

honestly, she’d not picky about music, more into the older stuff, half of it french.

✞: Does your muse have an religious beliefs? What are they?

lizzie actually believes in reincarnation. she doesn’t believe in a God, not after Alex’s death.

✔: What is your muse’s sexuality?

lizzie is pansexual! she digs anyone who loves and would protect her.

👕: What is your muse’s fashion sense like?

classy out on the streets and lazy in the sheets.

[stcmlcst-blog]

“We have more in common than you think.”

INJUSTICE 2 SENTENCE STARTERS. || @innocent-within.

            her head tipped curiously to the side as he spoke, telling her they had more in common than she thought. she wasn’t sure what that meant but she was very curious to find out. with a soft smile, she tucked her hands behind her back and balanced back and forth on her heels a little.

                                      『 ❝ we do? what do you mean? ❞ 』

            her blue eyes danced with emotion as she watched him, awaiting his response.

[boxheadedbutcher-blog]

" You’re the only one who can save her now. " [ it's me again huhuhu ]

  These words had sounded incredibly familiar, even striking a chord of doubt in his current situation.Yes, Leslie was special, everyone knew it but no one had told the boy yet, though now he was starting to realize, using his voice more often and expending less energy to run from minor threats, now Leslie knew what he was needed for, and his importance was only valid for as long as he was kept alive, that was what the Keeper was here for– to keep him safe but apparently Leslie was aware that he could hardly be hurt anymore anyways. The only figure that posed a threat to him anymore was Ruvik, even knowing that, there wasn’t much a difference in power, the two stood balanced.Stationed with the boy inside what looked to be an abandoned gym shower room, the Keeper stared at Leslie, who sounded enlightened, speaking the words that came to mind and looking back to the Keeper as he spoke knowingly.The boy knew something the Keeper didn’t, what it was is a mystery, but it didn’t feel good.

[boxheadedbutcher-blog]

❛ Because I am stuck in this place, thanks to you. ❜

    Looking towards the boy locked within the cell, he figured there would be slight more fear or fury,  instead all that was summarized in his tone was slight annoyance and vague boredom.If there was a mouth to speak with, then the Keeper was sure a laugh would come out, but gestures were the only way to approach the frustrated, contained albino.

   Setting the weapons down by the side of the bars in the wait of his adversary, the Keeper did nothing more then stare on at the boy behind bars, arms settled loose by his side as he watched.Locked up and just waiting for some way out to appear, it was strange, really. If the boy had wanted to get out bad enough, easily he may be able to end the bars without moving a muscle, if not that then he could even teleport around as easy as Ruvik did, simply walk out from the bars like they weren’t even there.Despite the mental capacity and influence he had, the only problem was that he was not conscious of it, thus could not do anything.

Would the boy ever learn what he can do? And if he does, what will he do?

[evanescent-red-light]

🌸 ~

Send 🌸 To Put A Flower Crown On My Muse!

After the young man gingerly put the daisy chain, already half crumbling, atop her head, Laura smiled and thanked him. Next to them was an old house half exposed and in utter ruin. Wandering in to what appeared to be the remains of a bedroom, by the desk was a mirror, cracked and broken with chunks of glass missing. She saw a dozen of herself wearing a lopsided flower crown.

She called out to Leslie, “It’s so pretty, thank you for making this!”