#lets give them something to talk about! landon x genevieve

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@lavishbylaw whispered for a beastly starter

The sun might be high up and blasting it's heated rays down over the pavement but Landon found himself dressed impeccably. Attire made for a fancy party or dinner in most cases. He's clearly unbothered by the warmth. Sharing a resistance of sorts with how his body temperature typically rests, he's hot blooded. Not a single drip of sweat shed but the cool breeze as he walked through the gate is still a welcome change. Just as captivating as fauna swaying hypnotically in the little alcove; a garden made for herbs and various ingredients as he's mentally noted. The perfect haven for a witch to grab what she needs on the go.

There he stood out of place considering who and what he is. Didn't dwell much when he can FEEL the lingering energy near this home. He inhaled a peculiar scent in the air. Something fragrant. Beyond the growing botanical space here it reminds him of jasmine. Landon's eyes flickered up to a window where it seemed to waft down from. Watching isn't uncommon when territories are bound to be crossed. He hasn't run into anybody else. Nobody to tell him NOT to go up and if they did they'll probably bring out his bite. They don't want that.

He stared a bit longer waiting almost. Knowing he's meant to show up without word getting back to any of her coven. Undercover of daytime at least from nocturnal creatures; Landon licked his lips, shoes scuffing as he started towards the front of the house but his ears perked. A click of a lock. Shift of a pane. He stepped back a few paces, hands in pockets as he peered up at the now open window. "Genevieve!" he called up alerting her to his presence.

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GENEVIEVE SCOTT & LANDON WYNTER

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PENN BADGLEY The Montblanc "Library Spirit: Episodes From Around The World" NYC Launch Event

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Genevieve Scott & Landon Wynter: Rhode Island Bound's Version @lavishbylaw

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Up on Melancholy Hill There's a plastic tree Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day Of another dream

Well you can't get what you want But you can get me So let's set out to sea, love 'Cause you are my medicine When you're close to me When you're close to me

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@lavishbylaw whispered for college lan

Everybody said he was a fool for giving Emeline any time in his thoughts especially after what she did to him. Cheating is one thing. Driving it home he was the problem when he first suspected is another. Tales as old as time, right? Cheaters always try to make their victims feel worthless. He was meant to forget it. All those weeks following, months when his ex decided to leave this college for tinsel town is when Landon finally felt some weight lift. His shoulders are weighed by college more that he focuses. Friends kept telling him to live a little, go out and show the world how easy it is to get over something that deep. Well, he did go out.

At the behest of one particular ‘friend’ who is definitely closer than the term dictates. Except he’s feeling the beat of music at this party, flowing through and giving his head a perfect buzz. Under lights and laughter it was a shade brighter than his last few months had been. That seemed to only grow with his company. She’s always been someone who stood out, dragging him from his funk. Dare he say dragging his heart back up and his lips to hers? Landon melted against Gen in a vacant upstairs room. Bustle of music now distant as he kissed her against the wall, his hands along her hips but – “Shit, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be…” Kissing her? Enjoying it? Saying fuck you to past heartbreak?

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official pair tag dump – romantic + platonic

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@lavishbylaw said:

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shuffle starters

"Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game."

sampled from: Take My Breath Away (Berlin Version)

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pointless by lewis capaldi 

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“Greece. How perfect for such a goddess as you.” The director’s gaze moved over Genevieve in a very appreciative slink. Down along her hips and slowly back up to her face, he held a tiny smile. A sharper glint in his eyes spoke of this powerful wave of lust and love overcoming him. She is all he wants to pay attention to. Why did it take him this long? She’s been right in front of him this whole time. Who else has been there for him in his times of turmoil? Inner demons, reminders of what he went through with his ex all dissipated whenever the attorney was in his life. This only shows what a fool he was to ignore his feelings.

When she moves away from him he can’t help but become slightly frustrated. If she is in love with him too why is she putting distance between them? There is no thrill in chasing for a man who was abused emotionally and physically. However, her statement only drew out a conscious decision to head her off. Immediately going after to halt Gen, his hands cupped her face. “Fun on your own? Do you think I’d ever let you have to do all the work when my tongue is perfectly capable?” Teasing back his lips connected with her skin, teeth grazing over the woman’s pulse.

In one motion he shifted an arm around her waist and another to scoop up under her legs. Turning towards the stairs with ease, Landon proceeded to carry Genevieve up them. With every intention to take her into the bedroom there’s an overwhelming pull in his chest. A tug around his heart squeezed it into life for nobody else. The allure of Gen’s perfume is an intoxicating aroma. It seeps into every pore of him. Spreading through him like a vast ocean consuming every cell in his body and unbeknown to Landon Wynter this is exactly what the mystery potion he drank is doing.

Mysteries of love have found their settlement inside his mind, heart and soul. Unnatural to any who may have witnessed it but Landon is swept up in the moment. He’s captured by the prospect of having her all to himself. The first thing he did was get through the door, laying her down on the bed to let his mouth pepper kisses down her neck. “I want to taste every part of your body. I want to be inside of you so badly. What the hell was I waiting for?” Harsh maddening breaths as he tugged at her clothes. @lavishbylaw // prev

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With society’s fall from grace one would think all is lost sums up their world. As someone who always hoped for change and good Landon never readily accepted. The end times is spoken about in religion. Most often The Bible has passages reaching back centuries but what do they really say? Did it ever predict a hell on earth quite like this? There’s only one influential figure in his life that held onto religion similar to one carries a disease. Unfortunately Marlena never made it long in this world. Making it to her new place proved grim to say the least. She’d died on day one. Despite what she put him through as a child, continued to do later in his life, Landon still grieved over her. He grieved over far too much.

His thoughts caught up with him as he stared over the map in his hands. Following Genevieve’s motion to each specific place kept him somewhat focused. He could only give a nod, a little smile to round out his current feelings. “We could use a little decoration,” the journalist agreed with a firm nod. “Could use a whole lot of things. Let’s start off with the generator and then – we’ll see what food is good. I’ll meet you there?” Obviously it’s a great plan and keeping her up where she could easily protect herself sounds good to him.

Landon adjusted his light. Keeping his backpack fastened securely in case he has to run there is little else to do. Unless he hears or smells something off this school is a good haven. So far so good might be spoken prematurely but he’s keeping an open mind. Besides he has to do this. He can’t let anything happen to Gen. She’s the last good thing in his life. If he ever lost her after everything else has been ripped from him there is little to go on for. A morbid thought but he’d rather just end it there before one of those things could.

While splitting up is NEVER smart or what they do this is one of those few times. He knows enough to get this place up and running. Thankfully he grew up such a nerd. That’ll help in the long run. “I’ll be back okay? Just stay in the cafeteria.” Shifting closer to her, his hand grasped onto her waist. As much he’d love to lean in to give her a kiss he also knows he needs to properly rinse his face. They take this whole contamination thing very seriously. How else are they still okay? None of them have gotten sick from all the death and decay surrounding them. No sense in starting now. “Tonight we’ll have time. You and me.”

Landon stepped back, twisting away to move down the hall. Following where that basement located on the map brought him to a door. Easy to open but darkness consumed the stairwell. Pivotal to beam his light down that way as he slowly ascended. Keeping it quiet will benefit them but everything seems pretty clear. Several empty trash bins stood at the bottom. Quirking an eyebrow at their placement it’s definitely akin to a barricade. He shifted one aside to sidle through. The generator is totally across the other side. He can make it out through several shelves. Custodial equipment made up the bulk of the area. That’s good. There’s some stuff they can use from here. Cleaning supplies are a must. An absolute jackpot! Except there’s a pungent odor creeping into his nostrils. The more he moves through the thicker it grows. Until Landon is met with a few scuffing sounds, strained rasps that barely have strength behind them. His eyes slowly wander towards a skeleton lying prone on the floor. Bones picked clean but pieces of fabric still clinging from a janitor’s uniform. That wasn’t what made those sounds.

“Oh God…” he huffed, lurching back slightly as his flashlight fell over two bodies. Chained up to pipes they were emaciated. The dead. Their cheer squad uniforms are filthy but retain the Spartan Mascot of this school….

However long it had been, Landon lost track of time. The generator itself remained operable. A good sign but his expression as he came back up seemed vacant. Too much. He sees too much. Doing is what takes it out of him. The will to do whatever it takes is not something he thought he ever possessed. Guess he mastered it once the world went to shit. No longer having a threat down in the basement and turning on the power means he did what he had to. Yet he still felt as if he’d fall down on his knees right then and there. Moving towards the cafeteria, Landon stopped long enough to use a water fountain. Low and behold running water. Using it to splash onto his face and clean off grime and fresh muck, he stared down at his hands. The imagery of white knuckling a crowbar to smash in their heads seeped into his subconscious. @lavishbylaw // prev

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“Now,” he answered in a quiet yet firm breath. Of every phrase ever coined in the history of vocabulary ‘it’s now or never’ sounded the most poignant. Oh it will be now. Never is something he won’t imagine when Genevieve is right there, wanting him in a real way. She’s tempting all those things he’d ever do. But truthfully he is already done. His wife will flip out. She flips out over the smallest things. Whatever happens he just has to suck it all up. It’s worth doing for his sanity. If only things were not this way. If only she changed but people like that don’t change.   

“I’ll tell her now. Go back there and – end it all. Officially.” Doing so face to face is what he owes even if he doesn’t owe anything. To the woman who has made his life living hell for so long? Yeah, Landon should cut losses and just be an asshole for once in his life. Then he can’t really do that even if it’s deserved. All he can do now is moving closer to Gen again. Their dance is so obvious. Tiptoeing around each other, unable to break their mutual glances, he’s feeling connected. A way he hasn’t felt connected in so long it’s threatening to crash into him.

Easily he can picture all of those things she promised. He has promises to give as well. “Just needed this. To be reminded I can have what I want in life. You. All you and nothing else. Hold you every single night. Kiss you all over, Gen. Exist with you every day and be thankful for it. God, I-I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something in my life as badly as this.” A tender desperation seeped through his emotionally charged declarations. An added hopeful prospect to all this misery he’s gone through. She could never know how many nights he laid awake thinking of her. Knowing she gave him more love and confidence in simple conversation than a tainted relationship ever offered. Somehow he can stand all this shit. He can try to get out of this mental rut. If he can move on and be happy maybe it’ll be okay. @lavishbylaw // prev

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Ready pales in comparison to any definition he would have for this. The moment he met his witch lover everything seemed to go right in his life. Some may call him naïve considering his ex was also a witch. He knows the truth. Their love is greater than anything he’s ever had. No matter how long his life will be Landon swears that she will always be his great love. “Our love can withstand anything. I believe that more than I have ever believed in anything. Even my own destiny with my people.”

Wolves take their mates very seriously. No one can argue this with him because he IS the leader. That’s beside the true point. If any will understand his brothers and sisters will. He smiled after she graced him with several kisses. A satisfactory hum suited the moment. “I know we can help each other but I would always come to you. As the woman I love you matter more to me than everything else. My people put our loved ones above all else. With this mark we are bound forever.”

They had a lot to plan. Too much to discuss with their respective coven and clan; he heeded her request for now. Offering his arm to escort her out of her house for this date snuffed those ideas. He had others. Surprising Gen is only part of this evening. Leaving together always draws some concern with enemies. Landon didn’t think much of it as the vineyard resides in wolf territory. More obvious by how well the employees recognized him when they arrived. Their table situated on the veranda overlooking a view of the vineyard itself. Greenery and flowers were an appropriate decoration. A fancy atmosphere with any wine she wanted to sample.

Landon watched her as a variety of accompanying foods were laid out on their table. Accepting a rosé in his glass, he made the motion of a toast. “To our future together. One I want to share eternally with you Genevieve Primrose.” @lavishbylaw // prev