Gracedupont​:

renfarber​:

who: @le0davis​ where: ren’s apartment, early morning

They’d still been awake when the sun rose this morning. Ren had no idea how long ago that was now. Just after Leo had fallen asleep, she’d texted her boss to say she wasn’t coming in today, and then she’d joined him, sharing her pillow as they slept together - literally, this time. The sun was peeking in now, through the gaps in the curtains, making the remnants of sweat glimmer on their skin. She could feel his breath on her forehead. She wanted to stay here forever. Even if a tiny voice in the back of her head kept telling her that he’d leave, now that he’d got what he wanted from her.

-

“Serenity,” he murmured, his eyes barely opening up a squint before shutting again. His eyelids were heavy from the lack of sleep. He had really exhausted himself. Every single one of his muscles had tensed and relaxed repeatedly throughout the duration of their night together. He couldn’t believe the night to be true even as he was laying on her bed with her scent engulfing him with her skin upon his. He opened his eyes fighting against the fatigue to glance down and see that her eyes were already open. He shut his own again but in favor of losing a sense in order to focus on the way her skin felt on his lips as he kissed her forehead a couple of times. “Why are you up? What time is it?” He asked inbetween peppering kisses.

text; leo ⇄ xav

xav: because youre an idiot

xav: but youre my fav idiot

xav: id be surprised if she didnt leave you

xav: but if you DO love your wife, no

xav: you dont deserve her, but thats not my place

xav: my ex husband just texted me a sext that was supposed to go to rylan fucking pratt

leo: I'm sure she'll leave me too

leo: I just can't tell her, not yet

leo: wait, Nate knows how to sext?

leo: he doesn't look like the type

renfarber​:

She couldn’t help it - she was moved by some otherworldly force that was probably just the ghost of who she’d been nine years ago; some version of herself that existed now as nothing more than a feeling in her gut made her reach out to take Leo’s hand. She was barely aware of her thumbs on his palm as she listened to him speak, but that made sense; it was a motion she’d done so many times when they were together that she could literally do it in her sleep. Whenever he felt tense, she’d reach for him in some small way, like this, and he would unravel just a bit.

He looked up at her, eyes locked on hers, and he told her he wasn’t a good guy. As though that was supposed to be news to her. As though that might put some wall up between them, like she might run from whatever monster he considered himself to be. But she’d always known him - for a thousand lifetimes - and she wasn’t about to run now. 

“Okay, so you’re a fuck-up,” she smirked, with a soft shrug of her shoulders, “so am I. We always have been. You fucked around and you hurt people but you got a daughter out of it. And all of my mistakes resulted in Max. It doesn’t make up for any of the pain we’ve caused, but… good things come from bad things all the time.”

It was only then that she noticed she was holding his hand. She didn’t let go.

“…I punished myself for about eight years for what I did to you. I didn’t think I deserved happiness so I kicked it in the face whenever it came too close. I only stopped because I got pregnant and my focus shifted, and I just… I don’t want you to waste your life like that. I don’t want you to punish yourself. I want… I don’t know what would make you happy, but I think you should go after it. I think you should let it in.”

-

Unlike Ren, Leo was completely aware of her fingertips touching his skin. His hand even threatened to shake as her hold on him had became more confident and firmer. It was like he had completely forgotten what he was upset about or if he was even upset at all. He even set his glass down without taking a sip he had meant to take. His entire mind became wrapped around the fact that she was touching him. How did she manage to do this to him? Create peace in a mind that was plagued with demons? Even her words had made him feel better. Mira and Max were the best things to ever come out of their unique paths. Even if unexpected, Leo couldn’t see it any differently now.

But Leo was confused by her advice. Because instead of advice that would keep him from going with his reckless instincts; they were encouraging them. And with that justification, he was let loose. “I know what would make me happy right now, and I want to go after it.” He said so sure of what he wanted and who he wanted to let in. He swallowed nervously, and his eyes stole a glance at her full pink lips, “It’s you - and your kiss.” He confessed, his eyes determined to hold her gaze as he said this. His free hand abandoned his chilled glass in favor of cupping the side of her neck and his thumb caressed her jawline. His hand in hers hand shifted so their fingers became intertwined. At that same moment, he had leaned in closing that silly amount of space Ren had wanted between them. He didn’t waste another second to fully press his lips upon hers. His eyes instantly closed as he relished in their softness, an explicit sound emitted from the back of his throat. The truth they were alone tonight hung in the air. No children or another person would be able to part them for hours. The kiss could become so much more. And of course, he had the desire of it being much more than a kiss. It made him part his lips to suck on her bottom one to ask for entrance so he could fully taste her. The hand on her neck became more possessive, clutching with the want to bring her closer.

bcllet​:

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑   ―    @le0davis​

      camila really didn’t have the right mind for an acting class today, but a) she didn’t want to bail on leo, since she also liked to spend time with him and b) she did need the coaching. especially now, where the ballerina didn’t know what her career would look like in a few months, she needed to take everything that she currently got. even an acting class   ―    because maybe she’d never dance on a stage again, but at least for a camera.

      ❝ fuck.  ❞ she cursed under her breath, one hand running through her already disheveled hair as she looked down at the script she was supposed to work with today.  ❝ sorry, leo  ―  can we try that again ?  ❞

      acting was definitely not her best talent, but she also didn’t suck at it. today, however, it looked like she just made a fool out of herself. camila was surprised that he even had managed to keep up with her so far.

      once more, she took a deep breath, repeating the line she had to say in her head as she was facing leo. it was simple, just a break-up scenario, where she had to put all her emotions into. but before she could even snap back into her role, camila cursed like crazy again, already giving up because in a sense, she saw herself too much in this, and she didn’t just consider this acting more. but she knew she had to put her personal differences aside. ❝  fuck, seriously    ―   i don’t know how. can’t you practice that line with me, so i can see how it’s done ? feel free to break up with me.  ❞  at least there was still some sense of humor within the petite woman left as she let out a soft laughter at her own comment . 

-

leo was focused. he had always completely thrown himself into classes. it was the only thing in the world that he had that was purely his. correction, only thing in the world that was close enough to what he wanted the most. but his dedication to it would not falter. he stood there with dark circles under his eyes, managing to push through the ache in his skull in order to work with camila. 

“I’m saying we see how it goes later on..” he recited, looking at his scene partner. he swallowed, wanting this to be over. this scene had a conscience that leo didn’t have. noah was selfless, moving himself out of the way so his love would have a better future. leo on the other hand was in short, not selfless. but it was the good scene for her to exercise her ability to run a scene at high emotion. he was working with her to broaden her range. when camila didn’t deliver her line correctly, he repeated himself at her prompt. this time he did it with bits of soft inflictions his voice. he wanted to bring her back into the scene with him. a scene of two young lovers who were being torn apart by summer’s cruel end, or in better words: life’s social classes. they were finally at the moment that allie realized that noah was breaking up with her. 

when camila failed to deliver her line again, leo hung his head forward and back dramatically. though he did as some playful way to dig at her, but it was also turned out to be a great neck stretch. “I can do that, but that’ll be useless if I can’t find out what’s keeping you from staying in the scene.” he said, with knuckles tapping on his his script. “you stop right before you get to slap me around. usually people can’t wait for that kind of thing.” he said, humorously before becoming serious again, “what’s going on? do we need workshop the emotions or the mannerisms?” he asked, really focused on the art from of acting. he didn’t see how it could be about the material. this breakup scene could be so upsetting but it from far from anything he had personally experienced.

text; leo ⇆ ana

Ana: I miss you, Leonardo. I wish I could talk more than I do, I'm thankful you understand why I can't. How've you been?

Leo: Haha, do I understand or am I just forced to accept it to have you?

Leo: I've been fine besides wanting to see you.

Leo: Sorry that I'll never stop asking.

krosxn​:

“You’re a fucking disaster.” As much as he loved his friend, and he truly did, he didn’t think he was wrong either. He’d stand by Leo even when he was wrong, which he probably often was. “You underestimate my ability to press charges,” he walked away to get him water before returning, ruffling his hair. Chaotic energy just happened to find Katz, as if he didn’t attract it himself. 

-

Leo rolled his eyes as Katz’ badmouthed him, he didn’t take it seriously at all, and knew his friend didn’t mean it maliciously. he loved the chaotic vibe they created as it was brought his drunk ass to Katz’ home. Though there was an absence of his other friend which happened to be Katz’ ex. Leo laughed at Katz response to his empty threat. “You know that’s something Oli would totally say.” Leo said, forgetting that talking about ex-husbands were off limits in polite, civil conversations. 

text; leo ⇄ xav

xav: did you know before she gave birth or

xav: lemme know when she knows so i know if i should lie or not if we chat

leo: I didn't know until the baby was basically being born

leo: I also found out that my ex girlfriend is her best friend

leo: Xav, I'm about to fucking lose everything

leo: lie until I could tell her, please

mood: joe goldberg

Do you have a hobby?

self destruction 

why do we like to hurt so much?