#thread:lucas

[sunsetxdreams]

Open to F / Based off of bullet 3

Lucas knew he broke the guy code many times. But he couldn’t help himself when it came to his best friends daughter. He and his friend had gone through their residency together, been friends for years. He swore he’d protect the girl as well, but his protecting ended up with him sleeping with her one drunken night after a holiday party. Despite some remorse he kept going back. It was why tonight he had her stay the night. It was why he was watching her get ready now. “Must you wear one of my shirts to bed? You know what it does to me.” He often said she could wear his shirts better than him. But more often than not he took them off of her. Walking behind her he kissed her shoulder. “Just come to bed, I have a few ways that would keep you warm.” He whispered. His ideas were not innocent either. 

[sunsetxdreams]

Lucas hadn’t been sure about asking Ada to join him at this... fundraising event. But he was pretty sure all of the nurses had a pool going ever since their interaction a few weeks ago. He hadn’t really kept in touch with her after well wearing her dinner all over him. But these events were dreadful without a partner, and well he had gone to every last one of them alone for the last four years. He wanted to ruin the nurses little pool so to speak and maybe get rid of that nagging feeling that seeing Ada again dragged up. So he had reached out, extended an evening to join him, with the promise of hitting a proper bar up afterwards to get a bottle of wine. He had pushed her from his mind for so long now, but he wondered, and wanted to know why she had left with no contact, if what they had was real despite his bullshit lies about not caring as much as he did. There was a part of Lucas that never shook Ada. He waited for her outside of the hospital, and just watched the party going on inside, but as he heard a sound behind him he turned and smiled. He was wearing a navy suit, crisp white shirt and a matching tie. “You showed up.” He said, there was a bit of surprise in his tone, he had figured she might of ghosted him again.

@wintercolourss

[sunsetxdreams]

@wintercolourss

Lucas was working on hour twelve of a sixteen hour shift. He sighed when the nurse put down a file on his desk for him to check out in the ER. He usually loved his shifts when he got to work the ER because what came through the doors was often interesting but the most interesting cases he had was confirming people had the flu. He began to read over the file as he walked to the bed where his female patient laid. The name was familiar but Luke hadn’t put two and two together. “Good afternoon. I will be your doctor today, do you mind running me through your symptoms?” He questioned as his eyes finally looked up from the file and settled on Ada, his brows furrowed for a moment when he realized he knew this woman from somewhere but of course he just went through his normal routine. 

[onlygaram]

( blue fire burns best ) ; ⸺ + @grimbound !

fiddling with an led light and flag was all but required to keep her hands busy, but the same couldn't be said for her desperately wandering eyes. garam chews the corner of her lip, blinks heavy from her tired eyes, an incomprehensible buzzing between her ribs as her heart turned into a butterfly. or maybe it's more like the dragon and the stream... something big comes from, well, nothing, right? she watches jinyoung cross the grass, so focused, locked in as if it was less a nighttime field, less a silly game of capture the flag and more a battle. it's where she was... watching the game with the flames of the slowly, slowly quieting fire behind her. it's where she was when her world goes crooked again.

weeks since she'd told lucas she was going. weeks since he agreed and said to leave. she hadn't reached out. the quietest, loneliest weeks she had gone through in so long, and that's even with being almost always surrounded by others. but it felt good too, not to have to those badgering, bleeding questions.

lucas is a bitter fruit, and she was accustomed to it before, the sweetness and the bite. now, her taste buds don't crave the aftertaste. not tonight, not right now.

right now she can only taste beer. can only smell smoke... smoke and... she looks down at herself. at the white dress she wore (borrowed, of course), that was now rather covered. it's so stupid. her thoughts, she wonders why she's like this.

when she looks up, looks around to escape them (those stupid, stupid thoughts), she spots him instead— lucas.

it's really not fair how it's like a light switch. like a key that sticks in and winds up her posture like a little doll as she straightens slightly, holds his eyes with dancing flames hiding her pupils. like a cat in the night, lit up yellow in pools of dark. the frustration has long fizzled, she gave it weeks and normally it just took days. but there is something. curiosity? and something worse, harder. something she wanted to kill, told him she would when she said she would go.

frozen to the spot, she fights the instinct to go to him. she bites her lip, looks down away from him to where her hands fiddle with his her jacket.

then she looks back to lucas, again. hey— she mouths, silent. maybe he would ignore her. maybe they could go back to leaving each other alone like they both said. if he said nothing, it would be an answer.

[goodbyejoon]

continued....

( space jam ) ; ⸺ + @grimbound !

what's the worst thing that could happen? they kill each other? (or more accurately, joon kills lucas). surely it won't escalate to that degree, surely it isn't a bad idea. when joon saw lucas's text, he should have had the good sense to ignore it and put his phone aside. but instead, as usual, his fingers moved faster than the speed of light.

fine. he texted. then he got up and went to the convenience store, picked up beer, and he went to right where he knew lucas would be, too. there were approximately 20 opportunities to make a better decision, and park minjoon took none of them.

so he's bouncing a basketball, glaring with a particularly knifelike intensity at lucas across from him. it's rare enough to see joon in anything but slacks and pressed button-ups, at times even full on suits. tonight he wears a pair of black sweat pants, a white undershirt and his usually perfection has been set aside. his navy blue dress shirt is unbuttoned, waving in the late night summer breeze.

joon is wearing sneakers. it's true that miracles exist. or maybe it's more like an omen, something seen only before the end.

with both palms he pushes the basketball at hurling speeds towards lucas's head in a pass, if you can call it that. and he turns to pick up his beer bottle that sat on the gritty court, chugging some down in the apparent half time.

"you must have a lot of free time. not just to come out here and play but to spend so much of your time running around after me with a broom like a janitor." joon leans his lanky height down to put the bottle back down next to the 5 other discarded ones. his ears are red, his eyes are bloodshot; if it's not bad enough... he's tipsy.

[lcvelctters]

closed starter for @simmcrs ft. lucas & esra

lucas rarely felt negative feelings toward anyone or well, in general. he was a relatively positive and goofy person. most enjoyed his company actually. though, if he had to guess esra wasn't one of those people and if he were people honest, he wasn't her biggest fan either. after that party her dad threw back in LA, he'd be happy if he never saw her again in his life. clearly, the universe had other plans and he wasn't thrilled about it. "you know, i keep hoping you'll quit." he confessed as he leaned back in his chair. most had left the conference room where they'd gone over the script. all except the two of them, "why don't you, by the way? i'm sure your dad could find you somewhere else to go."

[lcvebirds]

@drxnknhxgh

quinn, 

i honestly wasn’t sure if i’d hear back from you or not. not because you seem like a flake or anything but i just thought i’d seem lame enough that maybe you wouldn’t want to continue on with this. i have to say, i was pretty excited to see that i received another letter from you. how have you been lately? the holidays are coming up and this time of year is always hard for me. mostly because i don’t have anyone to spent the holidays with. i don’t want to get into it but my family is pretty much nonexistent or well, maybe i’m the one that’s nonexistent to them. either way, i don’t like this time of year and i apologize for dumping that on you. that wasn’t me trying to get an invitaton to join you. i won’t even join my room mate who i’ve known for a little while now. he’s been trying to get me to come home with him since last year but staying on campus without anyone else around is actually pretty relaxing. have you ever stayed on campus when everyone’s gone for the holidays? do you do anything special for the holidays?

i guess that was me being honest about my issues like you mentioned. i feel a little uncomfortable about it because i don’t want anyone’s pity, you know? i hate that look i get when i tell anyone. i don’t need anyone’s pity. like, i think i’m better off without them. i don’t even think about it unless it’s like my birthday or a major holiday. a companion would be nice. does it make me sound pathetic to say i’m starving for a companion to spend the holidays with? i hope not. i have faith in us too though. i like the way you think and i’m glad i’m able to talk to someone who thinks partly the way i do. i’m not saying different opinions are a bad thing but it’s just cool to agree. 

i am a romantic. i guess i’ve seen so many romance movies that i’m just kind of hoping something like that will happen to me some day. i mean, not the completely unrealistic and corny parts but the feeling part. i think having someone look at me like i’m the best thing in the world would be flattering or laughing along to stupid things late at night would be cool. you know, typical relationship things. i’ve been in love. once. obviously, it’s not current anymore. things didn’t work out the way i’d hoped but hey, that’s alright. everything happens for a reason. i live by that. that’s crazy that you’ve never been in love or i guess maybe not. i’m sure you’ll find someone some day. everyone does eventually and it’s not anything to rush anyways. you’re still young. i’m still young too. what am i even saying? i would like it if you read one of my scripts though. it’d be nice to know if i should keep going in this direction or if i suck at what i’m doing. it’s never too late to change my major. 

you know what movie i also like? the faculty. it’s kind of corny but i think i enjoy it. it was like the first parasite/alien type of movie i ever watched. i’m not really into the sci-fi stuff but i’ll definitely watch it if someone suggests a movie or if i hear something good about one. are you into sci-fi movies? 

rambling isn’t always a bad thing. i know i can ramble on for a while. that’s definitely just always who i’ve been. it’s been nice talking to you and i hope to hear from you again soon. i’ll be watching your production tonight some time and i’ll let you know how i feel about it next time i talk to you. there’s going to be a script attacked to this. it’s short, mostly because it was for a project. let me know what you think. 

see ya,

lucas

[lcvebirds]

@drxnknhxgh

Quinn, 

i’m glad that i’m not the only one that didn’t know how to start this out. i’ve honestly probably started this letter fifty times but i think i’m just going to make this my final draft and if i sound like a complete idiot, i just want to apologize in advance. this was something i thought might be fun and different. i thought that moving away to college would help me meet new people and develop new friendships but it’s only made me realize how alone i really am. this is making me seem like a loser already, isn’t it? that isn’t my intention at all. i just figure that honesty is the best way to start. we can’t really build a friendship on lies, can we? i mean, i guess we could but it probably wouldn’t be a very good one if we did. 

but yes, you’re right.

the first thing you should know about me is that my name is lucas and i’m twenty four and i, too, am studying film. growing up, i’ve always wondered what it would be like to be in a movie or to be a part of making one. i don’t think i’d make a good actor, if i’m being honest. like, i don’t know. again, what i’m about to say will probably make me sound lame but i do just want to be up front. i just think that if i were an actor and i were forced to play along with someone who i’m supposed to pretend to be in love with, i’d probably really fall in love with them. i think it’d probably just be a cycle of me falling for my costar and getting hurt over and over again. if i were an actor though, i’d have to chose something with less romance. something that wouldn’t include me having a love interest. anyways, i just think i’d do better behind the scenes. my goal is to hopefully be a script writer. i’ve written a few but i don’t know if any of them are good enough to be sent anywhere. 

psycho is definitely a legendary film and one that everyone should watch at least once. that isn’t the one that i remember watching first when i was a kid. the first film i remember watching that actually scared me was probably stephen king’s it. to this day, i am not a fan of clowns but i can watch the movie without completely freaking out. i remember avoiding any holes in the ground. i was afraid pennywise would come out of one and snatch me underground with him. that was probably irrational though, right? 

i do hope that this more made our friendship than anything else. i’m definitely hoping to hear from you again, especially since i’m enjoying our bonding over horror films. i also hope that i didn’t sound like a complete loser and that you think i’m a lot cooler than i actually am. 

(i like cliche)

lucas