our escape;; luxio

[EMILIA DAWN DE LUCA]

Emilia had a slight problem, an adorable, fuzzy, cuddly problem. But a problem. She had made a little hint to Zach that she wanted a kitten, and well the next day there was a kitten. A completely adorable black and white kitten that had since been dubbed with the name Pixel. It was Emilia’s kitten, so it had to stay on Emilia’s bus, with Luxio. This was a problem because Luxio, already not a fan of Zach or anything related to him or Texas, had to approve the kitten. This made Emilia nervous. She was mostly just scared to ask him because she had a feeling he would get mad. He’d get that stiff pained look on his face that made her tummy drop. Emilia’s least favorite thing in this entire world was making Luxio upset.

The fact was, that Emilia had been spending so much time with Zach and Texas who always had something negative to say about Lux she was starting to get rather annoyed with the two of them, and she wanted some quality time with Luxio again. The boys didn’t get their relationship very well. They often said things like ‘your other boyfriend’ and ‘you love him more’. Emilia hated it. She felt very different about Luxio then she did to them, and she wasn’t really afraid to say that yes, she loved Luxio more than any other person on this earth. She loved him too much to be IN love with him, because that would risk hurting him.

Anyways, Emilia had this kind of desperate longing to see Luxio right now and ask him about the kitten which was squirming around in her arms as she walked along the venue. It was practically deserted now cause it was nearing midnight and techie’s had finished awhile ago. After their first two together Emilia and Luxio used to sneak onto the stage at night, and look at the stars or if it was inside, just talk. So after about nine texts trying to get him to wake up, he finally agreed to meet her there.

She got to the stage panting a little from restraining the kitten and finally just let her go. The poor thing was so little she could only wobble around a few feet before turning around to make sure Emilia was still in sight. How cute. Emilia hoped up on the edge of the stage that was pretty dark at the moment, she laid back with her feet hanging over the side. Laying there alone she really was thinking about how much she wanted to see Luxio, she sighed loudly. “I miss my Pumpkin” she said to herself, rolling on her side to keep an eye on the kitten.

words;; 456
muse;; pretty good
notes;; nopee

[semitruck]

( my , closet , need , alot , of , cleaning , out )
I CAN`T SLEEP CAUSE I DON`T LIKE THE SHIT I DREAM ABOUT

Emilia just didn't understand, but that was how it had always been. Luxio was always the one who listened to his mind and Emiliar was the one who listened to her heart. He couldn't really expect her to know what was going through his head. She was surrounded by people who adored her and he was just... there. Luxio had been "just there" for quite some time now, but he was starting to get used to the loneliness. Emilia, however, expected Luxio to be on the same level as her when they were at opposite ends of the spectrum. He'd been thinking about how different they'd both become after going on tour when she texted him, asking to meet somewhere. Luxio was already at the stage strumming his guitar quietly, so that was where he had her meet him.

And he saw her way before she saw him. She was so enthralled with an object in her arms that she trundled right up on stage past him sitting on the amp. Granted, he was kind of sitting in the shadows of the setting sun, but it wasn't like she was paying attention anyway.

That's about when the thing in her arms moved and his heart dropped. At first he thought it was... no, their daughter? But when it reared a fuzzy, triangle-eared head he facepalmed hard. That was what she wanted to meet about. He should have known.

"I miss Pumpkin," she whispered to the cat, and Luxio shook his head, feeling his stomach drop out of his ass. He wouldn't be able to say no to her- but it would just push them even farther apart.

"Yeah, well maybe if you opened your eyes you'd see him,"

[/COLOR] he basically muttered, acting as if he hadn't seen the kitten at all, though it was traipsing about the stage. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

( d e a r , l o r d , h e l p , m e , g e t , t h e , d e m o n s , o u t )
AND THEN HELP ME GET MY GENIUS OUT

WORDS ::

530
TAGGED :: EMILIA
NOTES :: LATE SORRYYYY
MUSE :: GOOD, FOR MICKEY D'S AT 10:30 XD
INSPIRATION :: MEMORY (ACOUSTIC) BY SUGARCULT
CREDIT :: This Template was made by tarjarose @ Caution 2.0

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[EMILIA DAWN DE LUCA]

Emilia jumped when she heard him talk. She knew it was Luxio the second it happened, his voice was probably the most familiar thing to her but that suddenness of it surprised her. Emilia did her best to ignore the sort of back handed comment he hand and instead jumped up and threw herself into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist and hung onto him like a monkey. “Pumpkin!” She squealed, holding onto him with incredible amounts of strength.

Times like this it became very clear to Emilia how much Luxio was sort of needed in her life. Lux was that person that never had to cheer her up because seeing him did it all for him. Luxio was the kind of guy she fell asleep next to and magically woke up in bed. He was pretty much this God in Emilia’s eyes, to her Luxio couldn’t do wrong. Ever. When she saw him she felt this kind of happiness that was pretty much void in every other aspect of her life. Except sort with Zach and Texas. Emilia nuzzled his neck and giggled. “I’vemissedyou I’vemissedyou I’vemissedyou I’vemissedyou I’vemissedyou” she said hardly breathing in between. She hopped off him and ruffled his hair. “We haven’t been alone in weeks” she was sort of rambling now but she felt like Luxio was mad at her, so she had to fill up the space.

Emilia then remembered the kitten and turned around to point. “Zach gave me her today, and we don’t really have to keep her, I can give her back, but I love her already.” She smiled up at him. “We have room. And if you say yes, I won’t complain about your movie choice for a month, no matter how shit it is” this was Emilia begging. She had a feeling that when she said Zach got the cat Luxio would say no automatically. “Her name is Pixel” she said concluding her argument.

words;; 355
muse;; not too shabby
notes;; nopee

[semitruck]

( my , closet , need , alot , of , cleaning , out )
I CAN`T SLEEP CAUSE I DON`T LIKE THE SHIT I DREAM ABOUT

As Emilia leapt up into his arms and held herself there like she always did, squealing her nickname for him, he couldn't help but feel that icy grip melt a bit. Emilia always had a way of getting under his skin and getting what she wanted. Always.

"Imissyou, Imissyou, Imissyou, Imissyou!" she rambled, burying her head in his neck. He breathed in her scent, felt the usual softness of her hair. It was still just as familiar as it had always been, though he could feel the distance between them growing each day. It wasn't that he wanted it to, not at all, but Emilia had found a whole new world in the tour that she wanted to explore. Luxio just wanted to get things done. Maybe it was he who'd lost his reason for being here.

"You see me almost every day, you just never talk to me anymore cause you're busy with your new friends,"

[/COLOR] he said, halfway pouting and halfway serious. "And we were alone last week during that recording, unless you've already forgotten.[/COLOR]

She went on to explain that Zach had given her the kitten, and he felt the muscle tighten in his jaw. Luxio looked down at the little kitten with the utmost contempt, but he knew that it wasn't the cat's fault. If anyone else had gotten her the kitten aside from Zach or Texas, he would have welcomed it with open arms. He was going to anyway of course, because Emilia always got what she wanted, but he wasn't going down without a fight.

"You weren't even going to make sure it was okay with me before you brought the hairball on the bus? What if I don't like cats? Or have a fear of them? Or what if I'm allergic to them?"[/COLOR] he replied, frowning down at it and trying to look as serious as possible.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

( d e a r , l o r d , h e l p , m e , g e t , t h e , d e m o n s , o u t )
AND THEN HELP ME GET MY GENIUS OUT

WORDS ::

530
TAGGED :: EMILIA
NOTES :: LATE SORRYYYY
MUSE :: GOOD, FOR MICKEY D'S AT 10:30 XD
INSPIRATION :: MEMORY (ACOUSTIC) BY SUGARCULT
CREDIT :: This Template was made by tarjarose @ Caution 2.0

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[EMILIA DAWN DE LUCA]

Emilia rolled her eyes and sighed in fake annoyance. “I see you, but I don’t really look at you” she giggled. “I mean we are always busy playing music we never just hang out.” Although Emilia couldn’t deny that playing music with Luxio was probably some of the most intimate moments of her life. They got close through music, and when it was just them Emilia felt that security and passion in a way she was sure no one else ever had. It was perfect to her. But with that being said she also felt a similar way when they hung out together. “I like talking to you, I miss talking to you. Even though you’ve been mad at me lately.” Emilia wasn’t one for beating around the bush. She knew that what was going down with Texas and Zach had made Luxio angry.

It hadn’t really occurred to Em that Luxio didn’t like cats. She had been so busy trying to make Texas like the kitten that it slipped her mind. “You weren’t allergic to Rosco when we were kids” she said bringing up her old family dog. Emilia knew that would probably get her some form of pity since she does remember laying on Luxio’s floor sobbing after her mother put poor Rosco down. “If you are allergic I’ll just shave her hair and she can be hairless. But how can you be scared of her” Emilia said bending down to grab the poor creature and shoving her in Luxio’s arms.

Emilia sighed and sat back down. “If you really hate her that much I’ll give her back, but then Zach will hate you more. They already tease me enough about you.” She said. She didn’t like the fact that all the men in her life didn’t get along but seemed to pretend that they did. That twitchy eye thing Texas did when she mentioned Lux and how Luxio always looked like he was tasting something awful whenever she mention either of them. She saw past all their clever little tactics.

words;; 340
muse;; pretty good
notes;; nopee

[semitruck]

( my , closet , need , alot , of , cleaning , out )
I CAN`T SLEEP CAUSE I DON`T LIKE THE SHIT I DREAM ABOUT

Emilia spoke, but Luxio had let his attention stray somewhat to the roly poly kitten that was still toddling around the stage. So what if he didn't want it just because Zach had gotten it for her? He wasn't going to punt the kitten just because he wanted to punt Zach. In reality, he'd probably get attached to it, which would make him feel like the biggest pushover ever. And maybe he was.

"I like talking to you, I miss talking to you. Even though you’ve been mad at me lately.” Emilia said, and his head snapped up.

"I haven't been mad,"

[/COLOR] he replied almost instantly. The last thing he needed was for everyone to think he was this big, grouchy douchebag who only cared about what his ex girlfriend was doing. "I just don't like Zach, and I don't like Texas. They're dildos."[/COLOR]

It wasn't very much like Lux to call someone a "dildo," but he felt as though it fit his feelings for the two guys.

"You weren’t allergic to Rosco when we were kids"[/COLOR] she pressed, and Luxio rolled his eyes at her.

"Roscoe was a dog, not a cat. Just because you're not allergic to dogs doesn't mean you're not allergic to cats,"[/color]

But he obviously knew he wasn't allergic to cats. Emilia offered to shave the poor thing and Luxio shook his head. She was either completely missing the point or simply ignoring it- though more likely was the latter. Emilia had a habit of ignoring Luxio's bigger picture ideas.

"If you really hate her that much I’ll give her back, but then Zach will hate you more. They already tease me enough about you.”[/color]

Luxio was about to point out that Zach hating him more would be absolutely delightful, since he shared the same exact loathing, but then Emilia finished her sentence. They teased her about him? He felt an anger rise in the pit of his stomach and he stood up, throwing his hands in the air and forgetting completely about the cat.

"Well I am just so fucking sorry that your loser douchebag boyfriend and his anal probe of a friend tease you about me. Run off and sit on the swings and listen to them talk about how weird I am or whatever.[/color] he barked, glaring at her fiercely.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

( d e a r , l o r d , h e l p , m e , g e t , t h e , d e m o n s , o u t )
AND THEN HELP ME GET MY GENIUS OUT

WORDS ::

530
TAGGED :: EMILIA
NOTES :: LATE SORRYYYY
MUSE :: GOOD, FOR MICKEY D'S AT 10:30 XD
INSPIRATION :: MEMORY (ACOUSTIC) BY SUGARCULT
CREDIT :: This Template was made by tarjarose @ Caution 2.0

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[EMILIA DAWN DE LUCA]

Emilia sighed when he called them ‘dildos’ it was very unneeded use of the word. Though Emilia sort of liked how upset Luxio got when this happened. When everything went down all those years ago and he dumped her she had never felt that rejected in her life. For most of her life the only acceptance she needed was Luxio’s. She didn’t care if her mom wanted her to wear a dress, Luxio wanted to play football and Emilia had to do what he wanted. She spent years trying to learn to not constantly seek his approval and love but knowing that he still cared like this made her happy. She knew that Luxio loved her. And she loved Luxio. Just not like that. Or not that she would admit.

“You’ve been grumpy. I feel like you don’t care about me, you just care about me dating them.” Emilia was being honest there. She didn’t like how Lux was so upset about Tex and Zach that he wouldn’t even act normal around just her, even she wasn’t with them. “They aren’t dildos, they’re just a lot like me.” Emilia smiled because they were loud, just like her and annoying, just like her. They were male Emilia’s so the fact that Luxio couldn’t stand them was pretty entertaining to her.

“If you are allergic to dogs it’s because you are allergic to their hair. Dog hair, cat hair, it’s the same hair!” Emilia didn’t know if that was correct but it sort of helped prove her point. She put Pixel back down and laid down on the floor, tilting her head to the side and looking up at Luxio. “You look good” she giggled. Emilia would never deny the fact that she thought Luxio was the most beautiful man ever created. She told him often, daily.

Emilia jumped when he started yelling at her. She didn’t want or expect that. “Lux!” She barked back. “They don’t sit around and insult you. They don’t like it because they feel like they have to share me. They feel the same way you do!” She stood up and covers her eyes. “Don’t look at me like that it makes me feel bad.”

words;; 456
muse;; pretty good
notes;; nopee