#ft. lemie lewis.

[luckylewis]

for: @lemielewis & @lorelailewis

where: all nighter diner

"Is Lee still in Canada or is he just not here because I am?" Lucky asked, his tone kept even as he looked between his sisters in the booth the three of them were sharing. With their oldest sibling, it could have went either way. While he made a conscious effort to try not to keep up with him and his acting career, he knew that Lee, Lemie and Lori had at least kept up with each other better than he had with any of them while he was in London.

He takes a straw from the dispenser on the tabletop, punching it free from its paper confines by tapping one end of it on the table's surface until the other end punctured through.

[vanessagable]

✿ + lemie

"Well, here's the thing -- in retrospect I think everyone in that family was kinda skeptical of me when I first showed up. Which makes sense looking back because they knew him better than I did so of course when the world's largest asshole brings home a teenage bride, you think there's gotta be something wrong with her and you'd probably be right."

Van shifts, making herself more comfortable in the guest chair of the podcast she was currently featuring in -- there was no way to easily explain how you remained close with your ex-husband's family after a divorce as messy as hers had been.

"So I think his sister had some pretty rightful walls up at first and didn't think I'd last long, but the thing about me is I might look all yoga-earth-mother but I'm pretty fucking tenacious when I want to be -- and I had always wanted a sister more than anything in the world. So with Lemie -- who is very much my polar opposite in many ways -- I just wore that bitch down. I was constant. I didn't give her any peace until she accepted me into her life, and now she's sort of the yin to my yang. My optimism balances out her pessimism. So maybe I didn't get a house in the divorce, but I got a sister so I think I came out on the better end of the deal."

@lemielewis

[lorelailewis]

dried paint brush — how creative is your muse? do they create anything with said creativity or are they considered 'wasted potential'?

"I've always considered Leroy and Lemie to be the more creative ones out of the four of us. I think Lucky and I got the intellect and they got the creativeness as well as the anger issues." @lemielewis @luckylewis

random character headcanons, vol i

[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.”

[luckylewis]

for: @lemielewis

where: a rage room outside aurora bay

With a garish yellow hardhat on his head, Lucky fixed the overalls he had been given at his shoulders and then brought the zip in the front together to do it up, relying on it to be enough protection for his body from any shards or debris. Knowing his luck, he'd knick himself, get a small cut and then get sepsis and die.

( Dramatic? Yes. Just his luck? He'd argue also yes. )

"Did I tell you mom's dating a douche with a boat now? She told me about the boat for twenty minutes on FaceTime the other night before she even told me his name." Their mother's mid-life crisis seemed to be stretching on longer than he assumed these sorts of things were supposed to, and the lingering damage that her first affair had caused to their family was a motivating factor for how he ended up there of all places with his sister.

He picked up a baseball bat that was resting against the heavily grafitti'd wall to his left, swing it slowly through the air with the intention of not hitting anything just yet.

"Dad says he doesn't care but he's drinking gin again so. Do that math."

[luckylewis]

[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

[luckylewis]

closed for: @lemielewis

where: lemie and will's

"So," Lucky says after five minutes discussing his daughter and the school year, obligatory small talk out of the way with the Mabel-shaped elephant in the room lingering with as much ominousness as their mother did when they found themselves in an actual room with her, "Are you ever going to tell me what actually went down with you and mom? Because she's being as cagey as ever about it."

In typical Lucky style, he sugarcoats the truth from his older sister, trying as always to play some kind of peacekeeper.

( There was nothing cagey about all the ways Mabel had insisted that Lemie had chosen to overreact to a simple conversation. )

[luckylewis]

lucky 📲 lemie + lori.

Lucky: Uhh Lucky: Have you seen that assholes latest insta post? Lucky: Hold on I'll SS Lucky:

[luckylewis]

lucky 📲 lemie.

Lucky: It's occurred to me I have no idea where you live now @lemielewis

[luckylewis]

closed for: @lemielewis

where: will and lemie's

"I'm not being petty," Lucky prefaces, a usual indicator that what was next was going to be something incredibly petty, but in this instance he feels justified in his irritation. The birth of their nephew should have been a cause for celebration, his safe arrival into the world a joy. It had been despite Lucky's feelings about Lee, until he had seen the name he and his wife to be had chosen.

"It's fucking rude to give your son my daughter's last name as a middle name. I mean, c'mon. Theo King, Titan King, it sounds like they were born to anime battle one another."

[lorelailewis]

be honest...what would you change about your family if you could?

"Are you kidding me? I'd change everything about them—at least my parents, anyway. Lemie and Lucky? I'd just like a second go-around with them. A fresh start without all the baggage of all the fucked up shit we've done and said to each other." @luckylewis @lemielewis

send an emoji/series of emojis for my muse to answer any of the following questions in character!

[lorelailewis]

👀 + where do you see yourself in the next ten years?

"In ten years I'll hopefully be a fourth year resident. Top of my class, obviously. I won't be living in Aurora Bay, I would have left by then. I don't know where I see myself. Maybe somewhere like Nashville, New Orleans or Chicago. No children. I'm happy playing the inappropriate aunt to Theo. I'll probably spend holidays with Lucky or Lemie, eat their snacks, blow through whatever town they're living in at the time like a hurricane but the good kind. The kind that you get swept up by, not the kind that destroys everything in her path." @luckylewis @lemielewis

HONESTY HOUR / OPEN.

[xaviermattthews]

closed for: @lemielewis

where: oasis

"You, me, a rave in the background. This feels like a blast from the past, Clementine."

[luckylewis]

closed for: @lorelailewis & @lemielewis

where: oasis, near the dancefloor

Though Lucky was paying homage to his four years in London with both his outfit choice and his energy that night, he could have easily been mistaken as trying to do an impression of an Australian kangaroo with how he jumped to every bass drop. He didn't want to tear himself away from the dance floor or the temporary friends he met on it -- one of which kept trying to snatch his bucket hat from him -- but he did when he spotted his sisters finally congregating.

It seemed Lori had managed to escape from being held in behind the bar captivity, and he practically bounced over to the pair of them, head still nodding to the beat.

"Can you believe this is the first time we've ever all been in a club together?" He asked loudly, aware that that was mostly his fault for the time he was gone. He didn't want to dwell on that that evening, he didn't want to do anything but feel like a twenty-two year old at a rave.

Everything else could wait until tomorrow.

There was something that couldn't though, and he wasted no time reaching into the pockets of his cargo shorts to produce two bucket hats to go with his own that he had carefully picked out for each of them.

"There." He says as he places Lemie's on her head, hoping it would be distracting enough for Lori to not actually look at the one he placed on her cranium seconds later. "We go!"

[lorelailewis]

👀 + how's your relationship with your sister?

"A long way to go before we're braiding each others hair and gossiping about our crushes but I no longer roll my eyes every time she opens her mouth so I consider that a milestone." @lemielewis

SEND MY MUSE “👀 + A QUESTION” AND THEY’LL HAVE TO ANSWER WITH 100% HONESTY.