#i fell in love with you like bees to honey || imogen & landon

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'Landon,' The blonde instantly caves at his plea, whining his name because that please is just too much. She's known Landon long enough now that when he says he wants something, he means it. He's not a flake. He won't go weird on her, she knows that deep down but she can't help but still have that kernel of worry nipping at the back of her mind, but she nods her head. Consenting, relenting because the worry is no match for her current state. Not when he's pressing her back against the couch, lips touching where ever he can against her skin making her wriggle beneath him. She's smoldering from it all. Gasping softly as fingers are suddenly in a place she's only dreamed of. Perhaps a little too much, maybe this is still a dream and if that was the case Imogen doesn't want to wake up. Hips rising to meet his touch. Imogen wants him all over her too. The line was crossed now and there's no going back. Reaching out to Imogen grabbed his face in her hands, bringing him back to her mouth to kiss the breath out of him. 'You've made your point,' She breathed against his lips, teasing him. 'I'm yours. Think I have been for a while now.' @wxnteroats / prev

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@wynterhxney : when they hesitate to kiss because it'll change everything but you pull them in without a second thought - Imogen

Close. They were so close that Imogen could feel Landon's breathe against her lips. Unable to take her eyes off his face. All this because she asked for advice on how to word something for her book. All this because he'd caught her staring. This could ruin everything. If Imogen moved just a hair closer they'd be kissing, and damn that could one hundred percent ruin this. They were roommates. They got along great. Living with Landon was easy. But crossing this line could have terrible consequences. 'Screw it-' She murmured softly before reaching for him, tossing arms around his neck to pull him to her and close the tiny space between them. Press her lips to his for the first time.

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@wynterhxney ; “can i stay with you? i had a really bad dream.“ Imogen to Landon

'Landon?' Imogen spoke softly as she tried her best to ease his bedroom door open. not wanting to startle him but wake him none the less. Slipping into his bedroom, something the blonde had done many times before felt different this time. 'I um-- I had a really bad dream...can I stay with you?' The blonde is sheepish with her request, arms crossed and running along them for comfort. 'Just until I settle down a bit?' She quickly added. She was thoroughly spooked, that was obvious. 'I just don't want to be alone.'

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Imogen doesn't know the last time she's seen him like this. Or even if she's seen him this upset over his job ever really. Usually she was the one throwing some sort of tantrum over writers block. Or complaining that she was a fraud and didn't know how she made it this far because really who the heck would want to read this crap?! But this is something else entirely. The blonde wrote romantic fiction for a living. He wrote about real life things. Life and death and this hadn't gone well for him. 'Hey now, come on,' She cooed, scooching closer to him on their shared couch. She didn't like hearing him talk like that. 'You are worth something Landon. don't ever say you aren't.' It's rare for her to talk so deeply. She's scatter brained at best. Typical blonde most would say but it didn't mean she wasn't smart, or empathetic. 'Sometimes things fail, and I'm sorry that it failed like this. But that doesn't mean it's your fault.' Imogen reached out and took his hand in hers. 'You've helped so many people over the years. You cannot diminish that over one case.' // @wynterhxney / prev

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tag drop: imogen rose reynolds

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Backyard of butterflies surrounded me I fell in love with you like bees to honey Let's up and leave the weeping to the willow tree And pour our tears in the sea

I swear There's a lot of vegetables out there That crop up for air Yeah, I never thought We were two peas in a pod To be suddenly bloomed And I knew that I'd always love you

Oh, I'll always love you too

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tag drop: imogen rose reynolds

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I've been tryna keep my distance But in an instant, you break me down I know better than to want you But I succumb to you without a doubt

Now the water is rising And I'm too tired to swim And my lungs just can't take it But I keep breathing you in, so

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Baby (Netflix) - Andrea De Sica & Anna Negri

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@wynterhxney : Kid Meme- Imogen & Landon - They try, but cannot get pregnant on their own. Need to seek IVF treatment, resulting in -

Name: Ella, Nora & Finn Wynter

Gender: 2 girls and 1 boy Triplets

General Appearance: Ella and Nora are near identical with blonde hair and hazel eyes. Finn shares the hazel eyes but his hair is a little darker.

Personality: the girls are very girly- princesses. will probably wind up being a bit spoiled/bratty. Finn is quite shy- especially around people he doesn't know.

Special Talents: The girls go on to be actresses (much like mary kate & ashley olsen). Finn takes after Uncle Lance, likes to build and stuff.

Who they like better: Finn prefers Imogen. Ella and Nora prefer Landon

Who they take after more: The girls have a flare for drama like their mother.

Personal Head canon: They are all close, but Nora and Finn are the closest, having that almost twin connection.

Face Claim

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Smiling with a scrunch of her nose is probably the cutest thing she can do. 'Think your ego and use a little inflation from time to time there, friend. We all need it.' But she sits back and listens. She knew he had a brother. He talks about him here and there but she's never met the guy. Didn't know that about his grandmother but you learn something new about someone everyday. She didn't like hearing it. That the woman gave him something to be afraid of. Grandparents were supposed to be people you could rely on. Her own grandmother doted on her left and right. She couldn't imagine the old woman making her scared of something. 'You aren't a mixed bag. Being cheated on sucks. Trust me I know that too well too.' Had her fair share of infidelity hit her in relationships. Too trusting for her own good. Taken advantage of because they thought she was too stupid to notice. That hair color stereotype has followed Imogen around her whole life. Even after proving time after time that she was incredibly smart. 'Oh um,' Not expecting that question the blonde fumbles for a second. 'Well I'm still writing it. Would rather it be done and edited before I let anyone else see it. Even you Lan.' Preferably would rather him not read it because Imogen knew Landon would instantly make the connection. That the MMC was based on him. And not even loosely. Never really asking permission for it either. He wouldn't be mad would he?

Not like everyone else is probably the most amazing compliment he’s been given. Imogen might say he’s a good writer. A way with words comes naturally to her though. Even when she speaks and whoever told her she couldn’t go anywhere with it is wrong. He’d always support whatever she wanted to do. But this is her true calling. “Careful telling me that. It might go to my head.” Landon had to tease her. He genuinely loved to see her expression when he did. Lately there’s been more of a blush to her cheeks when they’re close. Being too observant is part of his job. Guess it’s easy for him to notice things but could also be reading it wrong. Who knows? “Well, sometimes my emotions are a product of stuff growing up. Grandmother gave me a phobia for as long as she took care of me and my brother. Before our mom got us back.” Yeah, she knows about Lance. They’ve not met before though. Trying to get him to visit but he’s busy. Can’t say he isn’t himself but he knows how to make time. “And ex cheated on me. So yeah. I’m a mixed bag. Unfortunately.” Landon smiled, able to joke about it all because it’s Imogen he’s spilling it out to. Who else would make him feel comfortable doing so? “But I’m honest. Especially with a girl that makes me feel better than anyone can.” His eyes lingered on her a moment. “So… this story that you needed my advice for. When do I get to see any of it?” @violentwxnter // prev

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'Hey, come on, it's my turn to buy anyway. Plus I'm the one doing the cheering up. You buying food defeats that purpose, Lan.' Reaching to try and swipe his phone from him with a playful smile. 'You don't need to thank me. What are friends for?' Yet even as the blonde said it, the words felt funny. Friends. They were friends and roommates. Nothing more. Then why is she happy that he'd kick her date to the curb if she had one? Why would she so easily drop whatever she had going on for him? 'Yeah, lucky them not coming face to face with my guard dog of a roommate.' A tease. Landon's a golden retriever most days. But he does have a protective side. She's seen it on the odd occasion they go out for the night. There's a line Imogen is toeing so dangerously right now, that much she knows for certain. Inching closer to crossing it the longer Landon's eyes settle on her. Because her own are doing the same. Nobody makes me feel as good as you do. Likewise Landon. Likewise. The thoughts echo in her head a moment longer before hands go to her hips, feigning impatience to push them away. 'Come on, please? Let me do this. They know who I am when I call at this point, anyway.' Probably knew she ordered enough Chinese food to feed their whole apartment floor. They'd have leftovers for days, but at least they'd have a nice spread to pick from. 'You can pick the movie, deal?'

Nowhere to be sounds great for him and he isn’t sure how he’d feel if Imogen did have a date. These days are a little confusing he’ll say. Or downright clear and he can’t decide what to do with that. If there is anything he has to do. Truth is she kept him grounded. She believed in him. Who else has ever believed in him this strongly? “…Chinese food,” the man answers finally. “I’ll order Chinese food. Some lo mein. Beef. Orange Chicken. Anything you want, Iggy. I’m buying.” Landon never takes no for an answer and to make it obvious he reached over to hold onto the blonde’s hand. Again something he finds himself doing more often. Even noticing more about her than he usually has over the course of them being roommates; Landon shifted up to his feet, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket. “Thank you for talking me out of my own head. You know nobody makes me feel as good as you do.” It spilled out of him in a confession. Directly from his heart he wants Imogen to know how special she is… “And if you did have some guy you were meeting, well, I’d have to tell him personally to take a hike.” The journalist offered a tease, dark eyes resting onto her for a long beat. “Lucky them I don’t have to.” @violentwxnter // prev

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'Landon,' The blonde instantly caves at his plea, whining his name because that please is just too much. She's known Landon long enough now that when he says he wants something, he means it. He's not a flake. He won't go weird on her, she knows that deep down but she can't help but still have that kernel of worry nipping at the back of her mind, but she nods her head. Consenting, relenting because the worry is no match for her current state. Not when he's pressing her back against the couch, lips touching where ever he can against her skin making her wriggle beneath him. She's smoldering from it all. Gasping softly as fingers are suddenly in a place she's only dreamed of. Perhaps a little too much, maybe this is still a dream and if that was the case Imogen doesn't want to wake up. Hips rising to meet his touch. Imogen wants him all over her too. The line was crossed now and there's no going back. Reaching out to Imogen grabbed his face in her hands, bringing him back to her mouth to kiss the breath out of him. 'You've made your point,' She breathed against his lips, teasing him. 'I'm yours. Think I have been for a while now.'

Anybody would be insane to turn down this opportunity. It’s more than just them being close. Or the fact he’s practically begging to get Imogen in his bed or hers. Whatever would suit better at this rate, right? There is way more here. “Hey, hey. Listen I wouldn’t if I wasn’t sure,” soft words eclipsed the lust only minimally but an inner truth he has to spill. “I’m not going to turn weird on you if that’s what you think. Never. I’m serious about this. About you. Imogen, please.” Landon’s tone dipped on a dangerous temptation. He wanted her. He wanted them both to get what they want. Each other. His hands moved up along her sides, fingers sliding beneath her shirt to feel the blonde’s skin. Warm to touch isn’t she? Too damn smooth not to put lips to work and right now he’s being a dominant participant; shifting her body back against couch cushions, he realized they were probably gonna start here. Their entire apartment is probably going to be involved let’s be real. Landon, however, was too focused peppering kisses against Imogen’s stomach. Undoing her bottoms went that step farther and the man’s determined, slipping fingers down into the fabric of her panties in a slow exploring caress. “How’s that for one hundred percent?” @tennesseewynter // prev

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'It was nothing really just,' She huffs then, frustrated that she let something so simple get her so upset, but she can't help but settle some under Landon's touch. Never thought she'd be in his room like this. Sure they relax on the couch in pj's and such but this is different. Probably crossing a line somewhere but they were good friends. Friends comforted each other in the middle of the night right? And not just over a break up or a fight with your parents, or a shitty day at work. 'I don't know, I was alone, but I was running from something and I just felt scared. Nothing there but it felt like something was.' Imogen felt even more silly just saying it out loud. Fear of the unknown is what expert would probably try and tell her. They wouldn't be too far off the mark though. There was a lot of uncertainty in her life right now. Her book was in the editing phase, and there was stress there about what might need to be change. Then there were all these feelings building up inside of her about him. Terrified she might ruin something between them if she wasn't careful. 'I'll be okay, just freaked me out a bit. You have work tomorrow and I don't want to keep you up,' Perks of being an author meant she got to stay home most of the time.

“Hey, Iggy, come on. You’re perfectly fine.” While it’s not crazy that they’ve seen each other after hours in fewer clothes, comfortable for the night, he still never thought she’d be in his bed. Right yeah that wouldn’t come out right if said aloud. Best to keep his mouth closed. Still, he couldn’t help but shift closer towards the blonde. Turning onto his side to make eye contact, Landon moved his hand up to rest against her hair. Instinct is biggest in him when someone is upset. Imogen’s confession of being afraid is all he needed to reach out and comfort her. “It’s okay. Just – stay here. You don’t have to sleep alone tonight.” Is it crossing some sort of line to tell his roommate to stay with him like this? What would she even think of him? Taking up this whole thing was due to the fact he needed someone to help him pay for this apartment. The prospect of having his awful grandmother stay with him always pushed him to seek someone out. He and Imogen have gelled. They’ve become fast friends. Hell, he isn’t a stranger to the fact he has a pretty girl living with him. There’s nothing remotely odd about wanting to be close with someone not only cared about but … “Tell me about your dream.” He offered to lend an ear, stroking her head gently. A method that usually would calm him down over something. “Nothing’s going to get you with me here.��  @violentwxnter // prev

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'Oh I know, you're not like everyone else Landon.' A little truth of feelings slipping out on her end. Landon was different. Their friendship was unlike any she'd had with any of other guy. She loved being his friend. She loved what they had there, and she had been adamant in the beginning of all of this that all they would remain is friends. To prove the point that men and woman could just be friends and live together. But she was failing in that regard now. The crush was getting harder to hide the more she spent time around him. Imogen's eyes follow Landon as he shifts to stand and sit closer to her. 'Nothing wrong with being emotional. Wish more men would be emotional. It's why I write the way I do. Another reason I want your input.' Have to give girls out there some hope right? That not every guy is out to fuck them over and mess with their hearts and feelings. But she could see where something like that could get someone in trouble sometimes. Imogen has seen a few of his overreactions. None directed at her, but ones she's been able to help him through. 'Open. Got it.' Nodding a bit, still looking at him with a smile, but it's different. Like she's seeing him through a different light because she is. 'I will-- take all of this into consideration. Thank you.' Any other time she'd tell him he could read it later but not this time. Not when this hero was the written embodiment of her roommate. Heaven only knew how that might make him feel.

“Never said you were stupid.” Landon made a point of that because he’d never stand for someone calling her that. He certainly would never. Taking photos of her though seems a bit out of pocket even if it was a sneaky photographer’s hobby. She’s aware either way. “But it sounds a little weird to say I take photos of art when it’s people.” None too subtle hint to how he views Imogen? Maybe but it’s true for most everything he captures on film. It didn’t take away his honesty in it all. When she asks him to go on about how he’d reveal feelings to a woman, Lan takes a seat near her. “I can’t speak for all guys but – I’m more emotional than others I guess. Heart on a sleeve. Always been told that and sometimes it’s not a good thing.” A fair way of admitting he overreacts? Oh he’s sure Iggy knows all about that living with him. "Usually, though, I’m pretty obvious when I get the drive to say so. I want someone who gives me the same emotion. Someone I can love that loves me back the same.” His mind is on a failed relationship with a cheating ex when he gives more of his personal input. “Whoever you’re writing – have him be open. If it’s for the girl of his dreams then he’ll always be head over heels.” The photojournalist smiled. @violentwxnter // prev