shadows will scream

i've got a migraine.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

           “I just ate about a pound of strawberries, pretty proud of myself.”

[lucasashwood]

“"I hope that I didn’t make you feel uncomfortable with that kiss,” he started to say, “"I just felt that it… It was right.” Lucas had a flush of embarrassment.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

          ‘ no     no, it’s fine.  it was great. ‘ he swallowed, looking up at him in a gaze once again, ‘ your lips are really soft. ‘                                  

[lucasashwood]

Lucas’ heart started to beat out of control, his breathing also started to get out of control. Lucas felt like this was the moment that needed to happen. He stepped closer to Tucker, he reached his hand under his chin and tilted his head upwards. He took a moment to stare into Tucker’s blue eyes, the corners of Lucas’ mouth curled into a small smile. Lucas began to lean his head towards Tucker’s. He brushed his lips against the other boys. He pulled him into a full kiss. His tounge dancing with Tucker’s. They stayed like that for a few moments then Lucas broke free and gave him one more tender kiss. 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

          the thought of being kissed in the moment was far from his mind, it was a surprise that he did it so out of the blue. tucker pushed on his tip toes to lean into the kiss, his hands pressing onto the boys chest. a soft hum radiating out of his mouth and into the others. stepping away from the taller male, cheeks flushed and mouth hanging open slightly, ‘ i-i.... ‘

[lucasashwood]

He smiled at the smaller boy, he wondered if he was dreaming. “"What kind of things would you like me to be?” 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

        ‘ i don’t want to tell you yet... ‘ he’s blinking up at him. stepping a little closer.

[lucasashwood]

Lucas stared at him for a moment, he took a step back a turned around to face the other way. He smiled and lifted his head to the ceiling. He really liked Tucker, more then he should. He swiftly turned around to face the amazing boy, “are you sure I’m a good person.” 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

            ‘ well       no. you’re still a complete stranger to me. maybe i’m not sure, but i have a feeling you are. ‘ it was like the other didn’t realize he was standing right next to him, catching the boy grinning, which only made tucker smile wider, ‘ i have a feeling you could be a lot of things to me. ‘

[afteryesteryear-deactivated2023]

@alexander_olly: gwen stefani taught me how to spell banana ✋

[lucasashwood]

“This painting is more of a self portrait.” Tucker looked at the taller boy confused. Lucas chuckled and looked back the portrait. “You see the outline of the body?” he looked back at Tucker who was looking at the painting. “and you see the colors that fill that outline, well the reason I named it the Shell of Emptiness is because I feel there are two types of emptiness. The emptiness where you feel nothing and the emptiness where you feel to much.” He smiled a little at Tucker.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

           ‘ you don’t have to feel empty you know. i- i know we’ve just met, and i’m probably not the type of person you want to hear this from.. ‘ he pauses, ‘ but you seem too good of a person to be either types of empty. ‘ tucker never really voiced himself like that, it was more sarcasm and open ended jokes on his end. for once he was being serious, and a part of him felt         nervous. for the first time in his life he felt nervous from the words that just poured from his petals. 

[lucasashwood]

“This painting is called The Shell of Emptiness.” He smiled back at Tucker. 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

          ‘ what an incredibly upsetting name for a painting. is the meaning as sad as it sounds? ‘ he nudged the boy, wanting to know more answers about the painting in front of him.

[lucasashwood]

“No, I was seeing this guy a few months ago but… He and I didn’t work well.” He smiled. He stopped in front of his painting. This painting was his favorite piece of work. 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

           ‘ i see.. ‘ he almost lets out a squeak from how excited he was. stopping in front of the piece before him, ‘ what’s this one called? ‘ he looks up at him, his eyes bright and curious. ‘

[lucasashwood]

“Oh,yeah. Those kinds of relationships are messy.” Lucas awkwardly looked around. “I had a crazy ex girlfriend about 2 years ago.” He looked down at the floor.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

         ‘ oh      time heals all wounds, right? ‘ he perks a brow over to him before he gazes around at the painting on the wall, ‘are you seeing anyone now? ‘

[lucasashwood]

He looked at tucker and felt extremely happy. He could swear he sounded jealous. “No.” he tried to stifle laughter, “she’s married.”

[tuckercrawford-blog]

         ‘ oh, duh. ‘ he lets out a tiny giggle, ‘ i was sleeping with a married man once.  it was really complicated, never again. ‘

[lucasashwood]

“No I don’t own this.” he chuckles. “I used to go to an art school and the women who owns the gallery used to be my professor.” He smiled and turned the lights on. “The reason I have the keys is because sometimes she lets me work here when I’m short on cash.”

[tuckercrawford-blog]

            ‘ are you fucking her? ‘ he feels a surge of jealousy coarse through his body. tucker rolls his eyes at himself from how idiotic he sounded, he pressed his palms over his face only momentarily. his eyes widen from the change in lighting, his face lighting up at the art littered on the walls.

[lucasashwood]

Lucas got a little flustered. “Oh, same to you.” he chuckled. they reached the art gallery. The front was just a massive glass window, the name of the gallery printed in large letters across it. Lucas pulled the keys out of his pocket and smiled at Tucker. He unlocked the front door and rushed in to turn the alarm off.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

          ‘ are you gonna tell me where you got those keys? do you own this place or something? ‘ he followed behind the boy.

[lucasashwood]

Lucas looked at Tucker, “I don’t mean to pry, but why did you cut off all your friends?” Lucas let Tucker walk a little ahead and he stopped momentarily to curse himself for asking such a personal question.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

           ‘ they were really into drugs, and when i lived in manchester i was really into drugs. i moved here to get away from all that. staying sober is much more important to me than friends. ‘ he’s walking backwards to face him, ‘ i’m an open book really, you can ask me anything and i’ll answer it as truthfully as possible. ‘

[lucasashwood]

“ Oh yeah, I love it.” Lucas lied. He doesn’t like rainy days because it reminds him of his brother, Davis. He loved the rain. They walk a little while more in silence until he couldn’t stand it any longer. “So… Do you have many friends that live ‘round here?”

[tuckercrawford-blog]

           ‘ i used to have loads of friends, but I cut them off. I have a roommate though, but she’s sort of a      bitch in my opinion. so no, no friends. i’m a bit of a lone wolf. ‘ he’s following his lead up to the gallery. his curly hair getting damp and falling onto his forehead. 

[lucasashwood]

“thats really cool mate.” lucas said. He started to walk down the street towards the gallery. Lucas felt something wet fall on his head. He looked up at a street lamp and saw small raindrops falling. Oh great its starting to rain he thought.

[tuckercrawford-blog]

            ‘ oh      ‘ he puts out his hands, pleased from the light drizzle falling onto his skin ‘ oh my god, don’t you just love rain? ‘ he took a few slow drags off his cigarette before tossing it on the ground.

[lucasashwood]

“I’m originally from east  London, but I moved to central London two years ago.” 

[tuckercrawford-blog]

          ‘ two years? i’ve only been here for three months.  i come from brighten. ‘