#GOXINSANE. ( leona. )

[nverletmego]

@goxinsane​ :

Even though Leona Langford had a lot on her plate with working a crazy amount of hours as a nurse, she somehow managed to always make time for her boys. They were her top priority in life, and did everything for them. And she took pride in providing and caring for them. Will had begged for her to join the PTA, which was another thing to attend to, showing up in mom jeans and just a normal top– she rushed straight from her late night-early morning work shift to attend. It was fine. Leona could sleep later if needed. But she needed to get more involved anyways, and with this, surely she would be able to talk among some other parents to mingle with. Not that it was her goal, because some parents just bragged– and those were the ones to avoid– but there were some nice parents she came across back in the day.

Overall, Leona did it because she loved her boys and wanted to be in the loop more instead of just receiving answers like “my day was fine” as they talked among themselves at dinner. It could play against her, but Leona didn’t lie nor gossip nor talk badly, she just needed to know the scoop in case she missed anything important– and so far, she was good.

She was naturally an early riser, so it was good that the meeting took place when it did because she was used to the sun rising.  But, what had been surprising was that it was before the school year. Guess they needed to know a lot of stuff a head of time, or so she thought. 45-minutes wasn’t a long time but she wrote down what she could in her notepad to try and be that parent to keep tabs on dates even though the school year hadn’t even started. Regardless, Leona had all she needed before going home.

That was, until she was stopped but a familiar face that made her beam warmly. “Hi Jamie, it’s so nice to see you.” she said genuinely as she was always interested in what he had to say. And it was true, they hadn’t seen one another in quite sometime. “I’ve always been around. You just have to know where to find me. But things are going alright. How are things with you…?” Leona couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. She took a sip of her coffee and shook her head. “Here,” she said, raising a finger before handing over the donut she had in her hand. Not that she needed it anyways, but she definitely knew what he was like but didn’t touch on her suspicions. “Enjoy.”

In comparison to Leona’s demeanor, which felt like a warm blanket, Jamie must have seemed like a total barb wire, fueled on nothing but coffee and a shriveling will to live. It was true, though-- the only way he’d be able to live through these godforsaken meetings was if he could chug coffee right before or during it, and he’d felt so good about himself this morning that he went ahead and did both. As jittery as he was, though, he did his best to calm down, stabilizing himself by leaning a hand up against the table of refreshments, despite it being a little too short for him. 

He looked down at the donut she offered him and shook his head no. “I’m good. Keepin’ my figure,” 

He was one hundred percent sure that she’d caught on that he’d been the donut thief, but the fact that she kept her silence and played along with him further solidified their friendship. He smiled at her. 

“Oh, you know,” he said, waving his hand, not realizing his briefcase was in it and nearly swinging it in her face. “Whoops. My bad.” He wasn’t always so clumsy, but he figured a parodied version of himself at these PTA meetings would mean other parents would be less likely to befriend him. Leona was, of course, an exception. “But you know, I’ve been good. Keeping Avery in check. She’s in those bitch years now.”

Jamie’s humor came across two ways: dry or not at all, and he’d hoped that Leona picked up on the former. He, of course, loved Avery, but he was telling the truth. He was sure Leona could relate, too, with Jonathan being a teenager now and Will getting to that phase. “But how are you?” he asked. “See you got a day off from the hospital. How’s that been?”

[skyhauntsa]

@goxinsane  / sc.

between the shelves of cereal and oats, he can almost hear the hushed reproach of his great aunt teresa. timothy owens, we do not stare at people! always followed by that less hushed apology, a sorry about him with an embarrassed laugh loud enough for the person to hear. not that timothy went around staring at people as a child. he just had a tendency to fix his gaze—on people, on walls, on anything he could rest his eyes on—and forget to look away. but he learned. it didn’t take long before he realized it was best to keep his eyes on the ground.

now, four decades and a thousand miles later, he knows his great aunt teresa is rolling in her grave.

he can’t tear his eyes away, even as he realizes how rude it all is. the standing in the middle of the aisle, the furrowed brow, the absolute lack of any attempt to be subtle. he almost misses the grumbled excuse me of a passerby trying to squeeze past with their half-full cart. when he decided to visit the grocery store that morning, he wasn’t expecting to see a familiar face from a past life, so despite the disgruntled shopper and the shrill echo in his mind telling him to look away, he doesn’t feel the least bit ashamed as he looks and looks and looks at the woman less than ten feet away from him.

        “leona?” there’s a hesitance to his voice, as if he isn’t sure the person in front of him truly exists. she’s aged, just as he’s aged, and it’s an odd sensation to meet somebody after years of preserving them in one single moment. she’d been twenty-something ever since he left that ranch. now she’s not. “leona langford?”

[grcwingstrcng]

@goxinsane sent :  “Ben, one of these days, you’re gonna get yourself hurt.” (from Leona)

“You don’t have to worry about me, Leo. I’m a big guy.” And he had a darn big heart, which was, more often than not, what got him in trouble. No matter, he could take care of himself.

[perfectdisastcr]

height difference kisses? [ from leona to grant? ]

Leaning closer into the woman, Grant gave a sly smirk, very much nearly teasing her as he inched closer. And just as he was practically breathing against her lips, a small whisper comes out, “You do know you’re incredibly short.” The cheeky grin pulls back up, dimples shining through before he finally presses his lips against her in a faint kiss. Grant smiles through it, even chuckling while slowly letting his arm snake around her frame.

@goxinsane​ | leona & grant

send my muses kisses

[crimsonblushes]

@goxinsane

The only good thing left in Sean’s life currently besides his job was his daughter. For the last twenty-one years, he looked out and made sure she was okay. But lately she been fighting and wouldn’t tell him where or why just that a nice doctor at the hospital been making sure she was okay. So Sean went to the hospital and asked for her, Doctor Langford. The less he could do was thank the kind woman who been the only real other figure in Mirabelle’s life that cared about her wellbeing. “Are you Doctor Langford?” He wondered as he spotted a shorter woman who seemed to match the description that was given by his daughter. “I’m Sean Jonas, father of Mirabelle Jonas.”

[tuppencetrinkets-a]

   @goxinsane liked for a short starter from alexander.

          “The boys will be fine -- they know to call you or me if there’s any trouble, they’ve got money to order in and you’ve more than earned a night out.  Please, Leona -- let me do this for you,” Alexander tugged lightly against her elbow, head tilting towards the limo waiting at the curb, door open.  “You take care of everyone else.  Let me take care of you, for once.”

[svnsctmuses]

ship meme: axel and leona?

who’s the cuddler: I would say Leona. Though, Axel wouldn’t say no to cuddling.who makes the bed: Leonawho wakes up first: Axelwho has the weird taste in music: Probably Axelwho is more protective: Axelwho sings in the shower: Maybe both? With Axel, it depends on his mood.who cries during movies: Leonawho spends the most while out shopping: Leonawho kisses more roughly: Axelwho is more dominate: Axelmy rating of the ship from 1-10: 6. Only because we haven’t played them much, but I do enjoy where they’re going. I know it’s my fault we haven’t done much. But I like them. 

send me a ship

[skyhaunts]

@goxinsane​​​ 💝

he refills her cup without being asked. it’s only half-empty when he comes back around, maybe less, favoritism plain for everyone to see. the rest of the diner has to glare and cough their way into catching his attention, then glare and cough some more to keep it when timothy ignores them. hopefully enough people will complain for management to finally get their shit together and hire another waitress instead of sticking him out front when they’re down a person. he doesn’t mind being stingy with refills until they do.

timothy sets a mug for himself down on the table and slides into the booth. he fills up his mug and settles into his seat before placing the coffee pot on the table too. something he’d probably get another round of glares for if the diner hadn’t nearly cleared out in the minutes leading up to his break. the lunch rush is long over, just a few people with odd hours and nowhere better to be left now—nobody who’s going to complain about their cups being three-fourths empty, even if rightfully so. he crosses his arms atop the table and leans forward, almost hunched over his coffee as he looks at leona seated across from him.

       “it’s finally starting to feel like fall.” there’s a small curl of his lips as he shakes off the last few hours of half-hearted greetings and memorizing orders. “my mom and emily plan on making pumpkin pie from scratch soon. making a big deal out of it and everything.” he stares down at his coffee before grabbing a creamer from the small bowl. “they wanted me to invite you, if you’d like to bake with us.” he opens the package, pours it in, and grabs another one. “they offered to make gingerbread cookies, too. for the boys.” a slight shrug as he glances back up. “maybe this weekend, or the next — if you’re free for either. if not, we’ll still be baking anyway, i can drop something off for you.”

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IF YOUR BIRTHDAY IS November 3, you are imaginative people who are cynical and gifted. In general, you don’t like a lot of attention. So it is suggested that you don’t take unnecessary chances with regard to love and to business affairs.

As far as work goes, you are unsurpassed. You set out to achieve something and you do it. You don’t give up as you are not a quitter.

The November 3 birthday personality could be voted the person most likely to get revenge. You are a level-headed person but you are not to be taken lightly or taken advantage of.

The sweet loving nature of this Scorpio birthday could change and sting something awful. This trait may come natural and it may take a bit of discipline to overcome the temptations to be this vindictive.

More of the negative November 3rd birthday characteristics are traits that Scorpio seem to be self-destructive or dangerous. Those of you born this day can be addictive personalities.

It is easy for you to get hooked on drugs, alcohol, gambling or into an unlawful lifestyle. This is mainly due to your obsessive nature.

However, you have the power to choose… if this is what you allow yourself to do, then your life will be filled with challenges that perhaps could have been avoided. If you want to be a positive and progressive individual, then you must work hard.

When things are going your way, you tend to question it. Basically, you are insecure in some areas that are surprising to others. It would seem that you have no confidence in yourself when it comes to a string of good luck. However, with your attitude, you sometimes make your own drama.

The November 3rd birthday horoscope predicts that you like your privacy. You don’t like people coming home without calling. You are constantly fighting with your people… when you are talking to them. It’s not shocking to find out that you are not on speaking terms with your family or your friends. As this 3rd November birthday zodiac sign is Scorpio, without a doubt, you demand a lot from friends and loved ones.

Perhaps you are troubled with something that happened a long time ago. Maybe as a child, you suffered some kind of disappointment that has made you angry as an adult. As a parent yourself, you may be a little over-protective of your children. You try to maintain a close relationship with your children in spite of this.

When it comes to making a career decision, this could prove to be difficult as you have many talents and gifts. Your passion could be useful in occupations such as counseling or advertising. You may teach or choose a career in the media as an entertainer or performer. There are many great people with film experience in this zodiac birthday’s web.

The November 3 birthday astrology analysis also shows that you are people who are strong and possibly muscular. Your eyes are extremely noticeable and spellbinding. This could be one of your best physical attributes. You are energetic and you enjoy working out. In fact, you have a set schedule that sets times out for taking care of yourself on a regular basis. Then there are times when it seems as though you have given up. It’s possible that you have control issues or issues with commitment.

The 3 November birthday personality are people with a conservative attitude or a bad attitude. You seem to like chaos or conflict. If there isn’t anything going on, you are likely to start your own web of sordid affairs. You are not afraid to speak your mind or to go out on your own…you like to do things your way.

As a career option, the November 3rd birthday meanings suggest that you could be a teacher or someone who deals with the public. However, be careful not to let this power go to your head, Scorpion. You have the ability to transform yourself. You can either choose to be of benefit or to be a conflict. It’s your decision.

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@goxinsane (leona/jude)

Jude was comfortable in her skin, she'd been large her entire life and had come to a place in the middle of high school where she was happy with herself and her body. However, that didn't mean they didn't have bouts of insecurity, like tonight as she waited for Leona by the carnival entrance. She was having one of those weird days where she didn't know what the other saw in wanting to be around her and mentally kicking herself for questioning things like she was. Spotting Leona, she smiled and waved in her direction. "Hey!"

[peacelongingmoved]

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@goxinsane

I ADORE YOU AND I MISS YOU #LET LEONA AND EDDIE BE FRIENDS 2K19

[skyhauntsa]

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         💗💘

[grcwingstrcng]

❛ Everything okay? ❜ (from leona to benjamin)

“Yeah.” Not really, no. But it’s nothing that won’y go away soon. “Just... not comfortable around armed people, y’know?” Ben had sent an employee to deal with the guy instead. Even though he seemed chill, just seeing a gun was enough to put him on edge, and so he’d had to go inside, splash some water on his face.

[perfectdisastcr]

“who the heck put that way up there? grr!” (to grant from leona?)

“Need some help?” Grant chuckled easily, finding it rather hilarious at the woman’s attempt to get whatever seemed to be the struggle. “I mean…you are a little short, it couldn’t have been you to put it way up there, right?” His glance fell back onto her as he approached slowly, a mutter leaving him, “Unless you had some sort of step-ladder?”

@goxinsane | leona & grant

send me a short/tall sentence starter

[crimsonblushes]

@goxinsane | based off the ‘First Line’ meme

“They had been together for twenty-five years,” Sean spoke as he pointed at a couple who he managed money at his job, they were people watching. It was something he used to love doing but haven’t thought about it in a while until he spotted the couple. “I think being in love is a wonderful thing,” he admitted because even though he didn’t look like it, he was a softie at heart and the greatest thing he would ever said he did was having his daughter and falling in love even if it fell a part. “What about you? What your thoughts on love, Leona?” He wondered, looking over to the shorter woman who was kind enough to spend time with him that afternoon. In reality, he wanted to get to know her better. After meeting her and seeing how kind she was, a part of him wanted to know more besides her bandaging up Mirabelle whenever she came for help.

[faultycode]

"you’re freezing." from leona to joseph!

@goxinsane;;

           “—The news said cold; they never said anything about snow.” His words are stated with clear frustration, despite the smile now coming to his lips upon seeing the woman. He was cold, but not from lack of trying. If he had known it would snow, he would have kept the bar closed for the day and just waited it out at home, but again, they said cold- not snow! Hell, he was even sporting his very ‘un-cool’ grandpa outfit ( as his grand-kids called it ), complete with cap and scarf, but they were no match against the wrath of the fluffy white powder, blowing furiously outside. 

           “—I don’t wanna keep you, just wanted to make sure you and the kids had everything ya’ll needed to stay warm today.”