*ANGRY / UNLOVED

It had neven been quite as obvious to Markus.

His eyes shifted from left to right, as if he was reading what Leo said off of a screen as opposed to hearing them, taking them it in word-for-word.  “If I was here for an apology, that would have been the first thing I asked for.”  he finally pointed out, then smirked lightly.

“I should apologize, though…” Markus looked up ever so slightly, scanning the back of Leo’s head before regaining eye contact “I never meant to harm you, I just wanted you to… STOP.”

“I came here to see if there was anything left to salvage between us. For Carl.”

          then what the fuck are you here for?

          leo almost said it out loud, but markus continued to speak before he could. the words he used, however, only served to confuse him. why would markus apologize? hadn’t he just said they were even? shifting from foot to foot, the recovering addict grew visibly uncomfortable. people didn’t say ‘sorry’ to him. and honestly,  he didn’t really think he deserved it.

          his eyes shifted away from markus, hands clenching at his sides. what the fuck was he supposed to say to that? just what was this android playing at?---his gaze only returned to the rebel leader when he spoke his last words. the mention of carl making leo scoff, a heat forming behind his eyes. the mention of his father would never not be a touchy subject.

          ❝ SALVAGE? ❞ he repeated in bitter amusement. ❝ ---kinda have to have something to begin with to do that. ❞ leo wasn’t used to this... to someone trying to hand him an olive branch. all he could think was that there had to be some kind of catch. why else would markus be here? the two of them had never been friends. leo had never seen his father’s android as more than just a replacement for himself.

cake or ice cream ?

sweet  or  spicy ?

potato chips or  french fries ?

seasoned or  bland ?

cookies  or  brownies ?

salad  or  pizza ?

turkey or chicken ?

hamburger  or  cheeseburger ?

sour or  bitter ?

home - cooked   or  takeout ?

hot or  cold ?

beef or  pork ?

dark chocolate  or  white - chocolate ?

fruit or  vegetables ?

soft  or  hard-shelled tacos ?

tea or  coffee ?

stuffing  or mashed potatoes ?

cake or  pie ?

fresh ingredients or  from  the  can ?

SEND A SYMBOL FOR YOUR MUSE TO FIND MINE // still accepting!!

@chloek-rt600

          detroit’s winter weather was a real bitch. leo should have known better than to leave the house with a thin ass jacket in 30 degree weather.—-but in his defense, he had been distracted. carl was dead.

          leo, more than anyone, knew how shit of a son he’d been. he didn’t really feel like he could ever properly grieve for the old man, considering how much crap he’d put him through. his chest ached, of course, and his eyes stung from holding back tears that he didn’t dare shed… but he felt more numb than anything— and as always he was left wanting MORE.—more time. more chances.

          in the end… it was what it was. both his parents were gone and he was left alone… —it was kinda what he’d wanted all along when he was younger, wasn’t it? —what he’d thought he’d wanted anyway. looking back now, there were a lot of things he would have done differently. and there were even more that would be forever unsaid.

          shivering against the crisp morning breeze, the begins of a fever started to set in. he wasn’t sure exactly how long he’d been standing before his father’s tombstone… but considering his state it had been more than a few hours. it wasn’t until he heard the crunch of snow behind him, that he pulled himself from his pity party and focused on his surroundings.

LEO MANFRED // MOOD BOARD

TAGGED BY: @gardendroid TAGGING: anyone. idk lol. tag me if you want!

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS:

001. Inadequate

002. Angry

003. Depressed

004. Antagonistic

005. Self-Destructive

COLORS:

001. Red

002. Black

003. Grey

004. Gold

005. Green

SCENTS:

001. Smoke

002. Old Spice

003. Cinnamon

004. Apples

005.  New Bills

OBJECTS:

001. Money

002. Mother’s Necklace

003. Switchblade

004. Red Ice / Pipe

005. Guitar

OUTFITS:

001. Beenie

002. Fitted Shirts / Skinny Jeans

003. Blazers / Jackets / Hoodies

004. Sweatpants

005. Dress Shoes or Sneakers

BODY LANGUAGE:

001. Clenched Jaw

002. Expressive Hands

003. Sneer / Frown

004. Direct Eye Contact

005. Puffed Out Chest

AESTHETICS:

001. Money / Money / New Things / Money

002. Red Smoke / Bruised Knuckles / Bloody Nose

003. Rain / Fire

004. Inner Turmoil ( lol wut? )