#ft. Clementine

[xaviermattthews]

closed for: @lemielewis

where: coral cottage

"How does this whole working situation work after you're married?" X asks, meaning the B&B they were currently drinking coffee in. He was no stranger to the idea of working with a spouse these days, it didn't stop his curiosity for what that would look like for the pair of them, "Will the guests have to starve if he pisses you off and you need to go take the day? That'll fuck with the Yelp score."

It only dawns on him at that thought that he should he consulted with his own other half before he left that morning to find out whether or not she had told Lemie about the newest development in their lives.

In an attempt at casual, he holds his coffee cup on the arm of the chair he was on and tries to act like there was no grander reason for his next question.

"Have you been hanging with Van at all... Lately?"

[klvaus]

⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ┈ 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮 , para un starter donde nuestros personajes charlen frente a una chimenea. ( @clemventines )

el momento le resulta a la vez tan cómodo como extraño, porque cuando levanta la mirada la persona que se encuentra al otro lado es clem y no puede evitar sentir cierto nerviosismo. “ ¿tan aburrido soy que te estás quedando dormida? ” bromea, sin embargo no la juzgaría porque a la luz de la chimenea, a él también comienzan a pesarle los párpados cada vez un poquito más. “ toma, ponte esto. ” le coloca su manta por encima, despacio y volviéndose para mirar el fuego que chisporrotea frente a sí. evita su mirada después, contrariado porque no es capaz de otorgar distancia y característica frialdad, no por el momento.

[luckylewis]

@willxmeyers // @lemielewis // @lorelailewis

[rcvelry]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭  :   closed  starter  ,  @whodnnit 𝐰𝐡𝐨  :   shiloh  &  clementine 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  :   the  grand  pavilion  ,  around  10pm

❝  this  kinda  thing  reminds  me  of  clue ,  ❞  shiloh  began ,  nodding  sagely  —  or ,  as  sagely  as  someone  who  had  no  idea  what  they  were  talking  about  could .  ❝  i  could  be  colonel  mustard  in  the  ballroom  with  the  lead  pipe  and  none  of  these  people  would  know !  ❞  grinning  at  his  perceived  cleverness ,  shiloh  offered  a  nonchalant  shrug  in  clementine's  direction .  ❝  or  it  could be  like  something  out  of  an  agatha  christine  book  —  or  one  of  yours ,  obviously .  detective  st.  james ,  on  the  case .  ❞

[veneumfm]

𝚊𝚝  𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚡  𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘  𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜  𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑  𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎  𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍  .  .  .  (  @sunpaintedsea  )

unexperienced  in  the  world  of  vehicle  maintenance  ,  she'd  overheard  recommendations  across  town  through  eavesdropping  at  the  gallery.  nell  couldn't  remember  the  last  time  her  car  was  serviced  ,  but  she  didn't  remember  much  since  the  incident  a  couple  months  prior  —  now  the  engine  seemed  to  leak  smoke  from  the  bonnet  ,  and  she  knew  that  was  no  good  sign.  "  excuse  me  —  forgive  me  for  my  ignorance  in  this  area  of  life  ,  but  i  think  my  car  is  poorly  and  i'd  appreciate  if  someone  could  take  a  look  ?  i've  just  come  back  to  town  ,  and  i'd  heard  good  things  about  this  workshop. "  she  was  rambling  now  ,  something  she'd  learned  to  do  to  manage  anxiety  levels  but  still  ,  she  felt  foolish  and  her  sun  -  kissed  complexion  reddened.  

[med1rigby]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: closed for clementine weasley ( @rebuildeds ) 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: near the middle of the cadbury ren faire

the mug of berry cider is almost empty as gwen stands isolated in the crowd of wix, a solitary maiden in distress. her distress? she wanted to leave, or at least rip this damn prison off of her chest and stomach - though, thankfully, she avoided this as the aftermath may involve a flash of body parts she wishes to be kept secret. "please tell me you aren't going to sing at me or try and get me to play some silly game," her voice is terse as she looks to the woman approaching, "i may just scream."

[misaligncd]

status: closed

pairing: clementine & abelard

with: @lemonadecabaret

so many things had changed in a matter of months at court. ever since clementine had delivered a healthy son, her position was secure. no longer did she fear that she would be sent off to a nunnery or on the executioner's block. there had been a number of courtiers that had been forced to hide their disappointment. even the pretty young mistress her husband entertained had realized that she had won the game. no one seemed to realize how much happier the queen was or that the one responsible was the bishop.

the aging king had begun to bestow his favor upon her. she had no idea how he truly felt for her but she didn't care. she had done what she had promised him all those years ago when she had been brought to court. she knew that he still had instructed abelard to keep an eye on her. something that worked in her favor when she opted to leave court to visit the prince. as was custom, he had been sent to his own household in the country with a full staff.

that evening she found herself in a bath to attempt to warm herself. winter was unforgiving and she felt like the cold had seeped into her very bones. the staff were those chosen by the bishop and were to be trusted. that was why no one questioned when there was a knock and in walked abelard. she merely gave him a smile as she took a bite of the sweet she had scooped up," have you visited the prince? i have written to his majesty that i should like to stay for the month until this weather clears."

[apcthetics]

*˖ ⊹       there  was  a  slight  bounce  to  her  step  as  clem  approached  tadgh,  her  movements  poorly  timed  but  clearly  supposed  to  be  alongside  the  music  that  was  echoing  underneath  the  waves  and  people  talking.  “  tadgh  !  “  coming  to  a  halt  in  front  of  the  man,  her  fingers  darted  out  to  readjust  the  collar  of  the  shirt  he  was  wearing.  her  face  twisted  into  a  pout.  “  why  are  you  just  sulking  over  here  ?  come  on,  “  her  hands  fell  to  grasp  his  forearms,  “  it’s  a  party  !  it’s  supposed  to  be  fun  !  you  should  be  dancing,  at  least  !  “  /  TADGH  (  @cherryflcvoured​​  )

[kaitoxw]

Naoki seguramente se enteró de las ratas y se mudó.ㅤ🩸ㅤ@clisov :))

" es un puto cobarde si lo hizo. ¿a quién le da miedo una ratita? hasta son tiernas. míralas, hasta lloran cuando quedan atrapadas en ese pegamento, me dan ganas de liberarlas hasta que recuerdo que se están comiendo todas mis jodidas cosas. bastardas. " divaga, se mueve de un lado a otro con celeridad y agarra una rata con la mano y la lanza a una trampa. " debería haber traído zapatos con clavos para matarlas más fácilmente. será imposible atraparlas a todas. "

[veriidicals]

given that they were several months out , bill wasn’t exactly sure how best to answer the question with any sort of grace . she technically hadn’t missed it for this current year . ❝ nah, it’s not for ages yet… ❞ he stretches the word out, all boyish smiles and childlike in a way that he always manages to be in front of clem, the sort of youthful innocence that feels funniest when pulled out for the aunt that he still claims even if the official connections are no longer there. really, far be it from him to think that family ties end when the relationship that once knotted you there no longer exists. clem and fleur sat near each other at christmas, after all. a sudden thought occurs to him then, and he nearly gives a full-body jolt when it hits him. ❝ oh shit , i haven’t missed your birthday , have i ? ❞ merlin, he hopes not. it wouldn’t do for him to be the last one to get her a gift and he’s shown up by uncle ned of all people.

【  𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚠𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 :  𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢  (  @rebuildeds​​​​  ) 】

[willowswriting]

Continued from here for @missmiscry

"Well I mean at the very least wine and dine me Miss Danford." Bruno chuckled with a friendly smile plastered on his face. "I'm beginning to feel like a cheep date here." Bruno tisked lightheartedly.

[xaviermattthews]

closed for: @lemielewis

“There you fucking are,” X says as he finally locates Lemie in the packed club. He was sure he had caught a glimpse of her a half hour earlier, but she had vanished among the rest of the blondes in attendance while he had been clocked by a four-strong gaggle of college girls who had realised who he was.

His first search when he escaped them had been for Van, but he switched course to ensure he didn’t miss Lemie again.

“Congratulations. I was going to text but I thought that’s fucking lame.”

[klvaus]

⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ┈ 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼́𝗻 ; para un starter donde nuestros personajes tengan una pelea debido al estrés de estar atrapados. ( @clemventines )

“ basta, clementine. ” exhalación es pesada, tensión que se incrementa por segundos y encierro no mejora las cosas. “ se te nota mucho que no quieres ni verme, no puedes hacerlo más obvio. ” se tratan de suposiciones propias, punto alcanzado de la dinámica es demasiado frágil, se suspende en precipicio incierto, es incertidumbre de qué puede pasar cuando no hay escapatoria posible. “ pero para tu desgracia no puedes irte de aquí. ” mandíbula se tensa, niega con la cabeza, luchando por mantener el control sobre propias emociones. anatomía se mueve y se sitúa delante de ella a distancia prudencial, justo delante de la puerta.

[luckylewis]

lucky 📲 lemie.

Lucky: If you keep not answering the phone and not texting me back I'm going to do something drastic Lucky: Pretty sure I know someone who knows a P.I. Lucky: Please?? @lemielewis

[mohanmax]

closed starter for @clementinebriar, friday night @ o'shea's irish pub, 9pm.

walking into o'shea's like he owned the place, followed by his trusty four-legged companion (and, really, the only thing missing now is a fur coat and a long staff with, perhaps, a skull at the top), he slides onto an empty barstool where his favorite bartender is working. "okay, orange. whatcha got for me tonight?"

[klvaus]

le cuesta más de lo esperado que pardos se fijen en ella, negación que toma las riendas de anatomía, detiene lo que se supone que debería hacer. cree que es mejor de esa manera, detesta sentirse de esa manera y es por eso que no quiere sumar más complicaciones, consciente de que ya hay demasiadas flotando. “ no hay nada de qué hablar, clementine. ” dubitativo de que haya algo de qué hablar aún, a esas alturas, cuando posición femenina quedó completamente expuesta y él mismo necesita deshacerse de todo recuerdo de aquella noche. “ está bien, no tienes que darme explicaciones. ” en su mente, está seguro de que contraria no tiene interés real en hablar de lo sucedido, por lo que lo único que pretende es hacer como si nada hubiera pasada, regresando a indiferencia de siempre. “ no significó nada. ” sentencia, mirada ahora se posa sobre ella, labios tensándose en el proceso. “ y no fue para tanto, no debí hacerlo. ya sacié mi curiosidad. ” sabe que suena cruel, frío, sin embargo no sabe qué más puede decir cuando posiciones parecen tan claras sobre la superficie. “ fue un error, lo siento. ” esta vez sí le mira, de frente y expresión flaquea un poco, suspira pesadamente. incomodidad transita por dentro, debajo de máscara de seguridad.

baja la mirada en el momento que hay gélida respuesta, porque nombre sin mote, sin ápice de familiaridad por un momento le descoloca, sin embargo tampoco le sorprende, situación ha sido absolutamente todo menos clara, ambigüedad en la dinámica está cargada de complicaciones que de poco a nada ha comenzado a entender y hay una preferencia siempre por el tranquil por lo que sopesar accionar se ha tornado difícil. " porque necesito hablar contigo. " es sincera, a final de cuentas, porque amistad siempre ha pesado más, antes que todo. le desvía también la mirada porque sabe que no soporta, que le cuesta trabajo todavía determinar lo que ha estado sucediendo. " ayer te hubiera correspondido por las razones equivocadas. " confiesa, porque supone que tacto ya no es necesario. " y eres demasiado importante para mi como para hacerte eso."