#lelana

[sushibubbies]

SOME PROMPTS FROM TWT (REQUESTS) i need to post soo… take these lazy ahh sketches

i really think Johnny would have scarred/messed up hands,, due to bar fights, victims, etc — maybe covering them up later on because it’s intimidating? idk, or maybe he’s insecure. haaa

I MIGHT POST MORE LATER,, BUT FOR NOW THIS IS LOWKEY FILLER.

[unknownkona]

guess who

[adaptacy]

anyways have some 30 second msg edits i made of the tcm crew

[ripdiy]

flores sisters and their fav white boys on halloween ❤️

[anaflcres]

i’m sorry but someone at GUN got the lore wrong idc

you can’t make this up

they literally have matching embroidery

their colors compliment each other

this is a sick joke

dying on the lelana ship, they literally love to match together and ana’s abuela sewed his flowers on his shirt as a gift for him from the family

[neuronygma]

mwahahahah

[margaritamoth]

In another life they got married and had three kids together (the voices in my head told me so)

This took literal days to finish but I love the results 🥺🫀 Lelana enjoyers WAKE UP

[connie-taylor]

babies <3

[hauntedjohnny]

STAR-CROSSED

ana flores / leland mckinney

wc: 1.5k synopsis: admist the trip to find maria, leland wakes in the night to find ana gazing at the stars

A gentle breeze coaxed Leland from his slumber, eyebrows knitting together as he sheltered himself from the intruder. His nose twitched at the relentless nipping as if he were a rabbit gathering intel. Something was amiss. Sleep became a distant memory as he sat up with a light groan. The sense of dread ached in his chest. With a click of his neck, Leland tried to find the source of his discomfort. A slither of blue light guided his eyes to the discarded quilt blanket laying next to Sonny's snoring form.

Five days had passed since everyone left Austin— nothing but a van, a tent, and a blaze of hope to accompany them. Sleep didn't come easy. Days of pleading with strangers, days of pitiful smiles, days of dead ends. It lingered in the air, a poison slowly suffocating everyone as they put on their masks to face the day. It was harder to hide at night. Everyone felt it but it remained unspoken.

Bracing himself with his blanket, he followed the breadcrumbs of light into the open. The air was a contrast to the day's struggle; it was invigorating and clear. Leland tried to rid himself of his paranoia— she's probably gone to find Jules. It wasn't uncommon for her to stick with Julie these days, her soul sought the comfort of an older sister. Gravel and dirt dug into the soles of his feet as he inched towards the tent pitched next to the van. The moon watched him hesitate as the crunches got louder; the small chance he'd wake them or see something he shouldn't gnawed the front of his mind. But, before he could get ahead of himself, he shook his head as if his mind were an etch-a-sketch erasing the doubts he doodled. He'd rather have the girls laugh at his concern than have another one go missing. His layer of protection slipped from his shoulders as he fiddled with the tent's zip. Before he could open it, a sniffle echoed through the field behind him.

It wasn't hard for Leland to find Ana. There was a glow around her, as if she were the moon against a vast sky and he were a burly telescope gravitating towards her light. His hand found its way to the back of his neck as he assessed the situation. They first met in the early autumn; Leland admits he was an ass, he got intimidated by the girl and spouted some cocky childish bullshit that would've made all his high-school buddies laugh. A shiver of shame ran down his spine as he thought about who he used to be. College changed him. His friends changed him. He's been trying to make it up to her ever since but Ana is stubborn, says she won't let herself fall for his so called 'tricks'. After a lot of dramatic pouting, Maria told him she just has a hard time opening up to new people, choosing to skip over her theory about Ana having an unwanted crush on the guy.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer."

Her voice was raw— stringy tendons trying to keep her together when it was clear grief was eating her alive. If she thought a snappy comment would send him back to the van, she would be sorely mistaken.

“Just needed to know if you were safe,” He offered, not wanting to upset her further.

Ana's hunched form froze as her arms grew tighter around her knees, her lips pulling into a tight line to prevent the tightness in her chest from bursting. Leland could see her walls crumbling, the last brick kicked over by his words. With a shaky sigh, her back hit the scratchy grass. Stars sparked behind her eyes as her palms ushered away any potential tears.

“I know.” The words were clear amongst the silence, despite getting stuck in her throat.

Vulnerability hovered around her for a moment before melting into the ground. Leland took its place beside her, soaking it up so she wouldn't have to drown in it. Not a word was uttered between them as they stared at the expanse above them— winking glows from a billion years ago staring straight back at them. Time began to blur, the grass imprints on Leland's bare back itched at him to move. The silence was thick, not uncomfortable, but constrained as if it were a dam about to break, waiting for the words to flow.

“What do you think happens when we die?”

A whisper so soft it barely broke the silence. Leland turned to face her, taking in the words he wasn't certain he heard. Ana's face gave off a stale glow— glistening eyes telling her secrets, glistening cheeks reflecting her sorrows. Like curtains blocking out light, her eyes fluttered closed in protection. He knew what she was thinking; he felt it deep in his soul.

“Hey," He needed her to look at him, "We're gonna find her." He needed her to know he believed his words. A calloused palm lay halfway between them, an unspoken lifeline he wishes she'd take.

A beat passed, allowing her to breathe in his belief. She held it in her lungs, allowing it to consume her before expelling it with a sigh.

“Just humour me, McKinney.”

With a sigh of his own, he turned back to the stars as if they held the answer.

“I dunno,” he mumbled with a shrug, “never been a believer of much…”

Now free from his burning stare, Ana's eyes gravitated towards the boy beside her. Despite the purple craters under his eyes, an immense light radiated from his pale skin. Some days it was too bright, it hurt her to stare, but here, doused in the moon's coolness, it was entrancing. Leland mulled over the question in his head, a soft pout on his lips as he remembers a conversation he'd had months ago— a ramble from Sonny about how everything in the universe is made of the same matter, almost like reincarnation.

“Stardust.” He whispered to himself.

A confused hum fell from her lips as she was pulled from her trance, prompting him to speak up.

“Sonny says we’re all made of stardust or something, apparently." His tongue swept wet his lips as he cleared the nervousness out of his throat. "Only makes sense that we turn home one day..." his eyes flickered towards her for a second, "to watch over the ones we love.”

The sky felt brighter as she turned back to face it. The glow of a billion stories lighting the surrounding darkness, constellations witnessing this moment, the same millennia ago. Ana's sorrows dissolved into the night, joining the graveyard above. For a moment, she felt less alone. For a moment, she understood. All the burning prayers, the burning wonders, the burning meaning, the burning love that guided her through the darkness. Love is all we have— the devoted constant in life. Everything Ana does is for love, because everything Maria does is for love. Her hand found its way to Leland's, the soft grip making their pulses harmonise as the stars thrummed in tandem. She let the tranquility wash over her, reuniting with a peace she hadn't seen in a while. A memory of Maria whispered through the breeze as she found the hidden beauty of the stars. This is us, Ana.

"That's beautiful, Lee."

For the first time that night, she meets his eye. It was as if she saw him for the first time. There was a burning star inside his chest, eating away at the shadows, guiding her in this moment. It twinkled in his eyes and it tingled in his fingertips. Leland's soul tickled Ana's skin, a fine dust seeping into her bones, merging with her own. The privacy of her soul was invaded as every mote of dust blazed hotter than it would alone. Together, just as there is no one isolated star in the vast firmament, there was a unified hope inside them all. Together, they were two souls connecting under the glow of those past, unaware they too would soon join the graveyard.

Noticing the goosebumps that pepper her skin, Leland decides it's time to call it a night. Hands still connected, he pulls Ana up and out of her daze. Before he can guide her back, she pulls him flush against her, the warmth of his embrace giving life to her once stale glow.

"Thank you." She speaks to his chest, allowing the uttered asteroid to pierce straight into his heart.

Lips pressed against her hair in reply, as beams of peaceful tenderness radiated from their fused form. Tomorrow would be a better day as long as they were together; they needed eachother more than they knew. Ana pulled away, the twinkle in Leland's eye now reflected in her own. They were blissfully unaware that this newfound hope would be a solace on the darkest night of their lives. The story was already written: two doomed stars crashing in the night, hounded by fate as they part ways at dawn.

[dahlialyra]

I just think they're neat 🧡💕

[mars-pastel]

leland would buy one of those big ass bouquets for ana and get flowers that specifically remind him of her, like

[sushibubbies]

they escaped and came back to kill da family..(idk i just love the thought of these two escaping and taking revengeeee )

[rachelfoleyisntdead]

lelana forever, i stand with my cancelled ship.

[adaptacy]

30 second edits pt.2

[dawnbreakerluna]

lelana >>> your faves

[anaflcres]

they’re literally matching your honor