#leethcmpkins

[allamericansbitch]

🎧!!!

King of the Clouds - Panic! at the Disco

send me 🎧 and ill give you a song rec

[thecalmthatkeepsyouawake]

i get state of grace vibes from u + ur blog 🍁🍂

THAT’S MY FAVORITE SONG BY TAYLOR OOF THANK YOU AHHHHHHH

[igotcursed]

leethcmpkins replied to your photoset: twentygayteen fashion! (aka 30 mirror selfies that...

Queen of fashion

thank you <333

[allamericansbitch]

what's one of your most favorite memories? (sorry if this is too personal!) 💞

Oh it’s not too personal don’t worry ❤️ a lot of them happen in the car with my family?? Like my dads side of the family (and me) all stuffed in a car driving overnight to Disney or my mom and I running errands and laughing a lot. Or my friends and I have thanksgiving and Christmas combined every year when we all have a break from college that’s always memorable 💕

[jymgcrdon]

✎, ✦, ☮ - leeeeeee :~)

✎ = speaking in a different language . // @leethcmpkins

“… you do know i have no idea what you’re talking about, right?” he grins nevertheless, tugging her a little closer by the waist to plant a kiss on her cheek. “however, you should seriously think about continuing in – portuguese, right? because this – is amazing. you are amazing.”

✦ = being well-dressed .

“… wow.” for a moment there is not much more jim can say; though he figures, perhaps the grin that’s plastered itself across his face conveys pretty well what it is he’s thinking. “you look beautiful. – but i hope this isn’t because you’re dragging me to another magic show, lee. i’ll do anything but that for you.”

☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .

perhaps it had been naive of him to think that he had finally gained control of any night terrors he’d experienced in the past. apparently though, it is very much not the case as he finds himself torn from twisted, fragmented images from the past by the sound of lee’s voice and the sensation of her at his side. “i–.” he begins, far too focused on trying to ground himself; a hand gripping her wrist, eyes searching desperately in the darkness for familiarity; something that will directly disconnect him from the nightmare. “– lee.” he breathes shakily, eyes closing. 

[jymgcrdon]

@leethcmpkins

“I --.” for once, james gordon, loudest detective in the gcpd was lost for words entirely. he shifted his weight carefully, inhaling slowly before opening his eyes to look at lee once again. “i’m fine, lee. don’t -- don’t worry. it was. . . just a thing. you know what i’m like -- impulsive, harvey keeps telling me he’s going to get one of those reins you can buy for toddlers -- anyway, i just saw something and i guess police instincts kick in pretty quickly.” there’s a nervous laugh before he turns, happy to find a surface to lean back against.

over time, jim finds he’s picked up more and more habits. the one he’d had from the beginning - right from the second he’d come home from the war was clenching and unclenching his fist to try and help himself relax. he had never been sure why it had started; but it seemed to do the trick and so he found himself subconsciously doing it whenever anything span out of his control.