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hi friends. this blog is now archived.
you can find lennie & i at: @lcnnie.
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#they are so cute
len and i are still alive. i’ve just been really depressed & really into my xmen babes. but i also need to revamp/relocate this blog because after having had this page for about a good two and a half years, i need a new change of scenery/new url for a bit. so i’m going to archive/keep this url & move over to a different one. i’ll keep you posted.
Eleanor feels so cluttered lately I think I’m going to archive this account & make another. It’s a matter of getting my art and theme moved over...takes time. Until then? I’m putting her on a tiny tiny hiatus until I can get focused on it as I have things to do on @marvclgirl, @amassivesnob & @sheslikeyou. I may recycle the use of lcnnie. OR -- I may come up with a different url. IDK yet.
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❝ what the fuck? ❞ lennie to samuel.
He’s acting like THERE’S nothing to do or say the moment she enters the room with SHOCK in her eyes and foul words coming out of her lips. It’s almost as if he’s BLIND to the mess scattered all over the place, except for the bowl in front of him and the nonchalant sipping aided by spoon. He’ll pretend that all children’s toys belong to the dining room’s floor, as well as balloons aimlessly dancing all over the ceiling. Samuel will pretend, thinking the Play-Doh upon table is nothing but an ornament in the shape of a badly molded dog, and that crayons are just part of modern decorations. That’s what a father should do, right? Right?
“Y’want soup?”
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laura ‘x23′ from mangold’s ‘logan.’ highly selective, private & mutuals only!! loved & written by betty. ( art credit. )
my apologies comrades. i wrote like 2 of my drafts & then was dragged away right when i was really getting into my groove. but now that i have fully seen ‘logan’ i will be over on @sheslikeyou the rest of the weekend. lennie will take a back burner but just for a little bit! a week tops! -- hopefully i can get all those drafts in my folder out into the public!! i’m so sorrrryy!! but i’m soooooo broody and very much in laura mode right now! xx
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Where’s the shame in wanting some solitude from all of this? You wouldn’t blame your brother if you’d been brought up with the same expectations.
I'm working on my drafts today!! I am!!! It's gonna happen. Getting my nails done now, hopefully I will have continued muse when I get home! 💜 The day is still young!!!
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@dontdoboyfriends | concon.
He knows it’s not fair of him to feel what he feels NOW. He knows he shouldn’t be mad that Eleanor is leaving when he, himself, has left them more often than not due to his residence in America… But she’s going to australia and god knows when he’ll ever see her again. He can’t be without his best friend… — Without a PART of his family. Yet, as much as he would have wished for the tears to have been for her and for his lack of control, there was another topic more upsetting: Robert.
“How did you know you are… in love?”
She’s often felt guilty, about how everything seems to be falling into place for her. In Eleanor’s eyes, she is the least deserving. Liam is unhappy, hard to listen to, especially when it comes to his absurd obsession with Robert and his supposed take down…so much family drama, so very little time – and it’s about damn time she got out and far away. Connor’s question strikes her off guard, brow furrows and she honestly very carefully contemplates her answer. “I didn’t.” she sighs, shrugging. “I um, I didn’t know.” she continues on, clearing her throat and processing the first moment she recalled. “I knew that I was…terrified. Terrified of getting hurt, being left alone…of losing him. – But…coming from something so broken I–I had no idea that I was in love….if I’m going to pin the exact moment I knew that I felt something…He had just cracked the code, and I sat there waiting to see who did it…who killed the great King Simon…and he said he could leave me alone and I knew I didn’t want to be alone in that moment, but more specifically…I did not want to be without him. We became a team, insurmountable to imagine apart…actually you know what – our first kiss, New Years…he told me to start the year off right…oh gosh, Connor I–I can’t just give you one moment where I knew…Because I didn’t. I didn’t know…but I do now. I guess…looking back?? …it was in every little moment, and knowing that dare I quote Lady Gaga…maybe I had 100 million reasons to walk away but I only needed one to stay…” a pause… “Why do you ask??”
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@strawpolls | curt.
“Fuckin’ Christ, El. Okay, stop. Just STOP.” He gets his moment of silence, and that is enough time to calm down and step forward to stop her from going anywhere. “Let’s go about this like adults.”
Stop, she does, dead in her tracks, eyes cast to the ground a moment as she takes in a deep breath – breathing in clarity. Eyes return to cast upon him and she sighs through nostrils, tilting her head slightly. “Alright.”