raleighjenkins

[raleighjenkins]

insoucivnts​: 

☁️ ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────  “ in the very wise words of megan the motherfucking stallion…── ” luvena paused her actions, coming to stand in front of him with her palms pressed against each other as if in prayer. “ i don’t give a fuck who talk behind my back, cause a bitch knew better than to let me hear it. amen. ” to complete her performance she bowed her head before going back to shifting through the different articles of clothing she was shamelessly judging. “ besides, i know you’re a lying liar who tells lies. he adores me. ” she reiterated with a sure smile, and a playful flip of her hair. luvena had always acted more like a little sister to her cousins, than a cousin. “ fly as fuck ? ” she repeated, her features a cross between amused and shocked.  “ okay, well. how about we find a time machine and send you and the prehistoric print back to the 70s where you clearly belong. ” luvena laughed as she gently took the shirt from him. “ let it go, li-li. i’m doing this for your own good. ” her voice went soft but the aggression in her throw of the shirt she’d just taken was the direct opposite. “ god what even is that ? ” she exclaimed; her hands falling to her heart as she looked at the horrendous print. “ we let him walk around like that. we did this…─── well you. and your sisters. you did this. ”

Raleigh had to stifle some of his laughter into his hand, watching as she pressed her palms together. It was the bow of her head that sent him further and he was once again reminded why Lu got away with everything she did. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. We’ll see if he still adores you when you burn his favourite shirt. Might be pushing it a little too far there, but what do I know?” She was more like a sister to him than his own sisters were, although the less said about his actual sisters, the better. It created more emotional stress in him than he cared to admit. Thankfully, Raleigh was distracted enough when she picked apart his word choices, and rolled his eyes. “Lu, please tell me you’ve heard of a little thing called retro? Shit like this,” he gestured to the shirt, “is making a comeback.” Granted, the majority of the clothes his father owned didn’t fit the vintage description, but that was beside the point. He grumbled in response to her refusal to keep said item of clothing, watching as she tossed the one shirt he liked away, making a mental note that she wouldn’t be touching his closet in a million years. “Hey, don’t blame me, blame them. They have an opinion about everything else but they’ve kept quiet about this.” He glanced back down at the blazer in his hands. “I think he stitched these patches himself, y’know. They’re, uh...not good.” 

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: luvena #this has been in my drafts for eighty million years and i'm sorry it took me so long to reply ❤️

[raleighjenkins]

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 character study

[raleighjenkins]

sircnscngs​: 

status : closed / ( @raleighjenkins​​ ) location : a cafe of sorts !

🥀 ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────  it’s not that indie was avoiding raleigh. not exactly. she was simply steering clear of spending time with him alone. there was a difference. as much as she loved to pretend she didn’t see the gleam in his eyes when he looked at her, or how wide he smiled when she was speaking, it was still there. she found it was easier to pinpoint distractions if there were others around them. if he’d been anyone else indie wouldn’t have had any issue with letting him down harshly, but raleigh was kind. too kind. someone she respected as both a person, and an artist. so while it wasn’t the most mature way to handle it, as long as raleigh was pretending there wasn’t anything there so was she in hopes that one day it would actually come true.

“ i actually think the second verse would work better as a bridge. ” she voiced after a quick clearing of her throat. her eyes were stuck on the notebook sat between them as she acted unaware of his eyes on her. she sat back in her chair, sparing him a quick glance as she reached for her drink, and accidentally grabbing his instead. “ moving it down, and maybe even cutting out the backing instrumentals might pack much more of a punch. ” indie spoke eagerly, easily excited when it came to speaking on the thing she was most passionate about. the momentary enthusiasm she had quickly dying down the second she took a sip from his cup and realized it wasn’t hers. “ oh my god ! i’m so sorry that’s not mine. ” she bolted forward to set his cup back down on the table, and clutched her own. “ i only took a sip, i promise. ”  

He’d written most of the song in the early hours, and Raleigh was actually pretty proud of what he’d scribbled down. Usually when he worked through the night, the stuff he came up with was questionable, but this time seemed to be different. Handing it over to Indie always made him a little nervous because, well, it was Indie. The feelings he harboured for her were definitely crush level - heart eyes, staring when he shouldn’t do, that flutter of butterflies in the pit of his stomach. He was almost certain he wouldn’t ever voice said feelings because he just didn’t have the guts to. So, a silent crush it would stay. Silent, subtle and totally not noticeable. 

Raleigh, once again, shook his head to tear his gaze away from her momentarily, finding his shoe a good place to look for half a second. “Oh yeah?” This gave him an excuse to lean forward, pick up the notebook and let his eyes scan over his scrawly writing again. “Mmhm, okay, yeah...yeah, I can hear that.” He began to hum the melody he’d thrown together, half-singing the words in the new order she’d suggested. Raleigh grabbed the pencil from behind his ear and made a note, taking his chance to peer over at Indie again, who it seemed was drinking his drink...huh? He didn’t comment on it. “So, you think pull away from the backing track here?” He hummed again, tapping the pencil on his knee rhythmically as he nodded along. He liked it - of course he did, and this wasn’t from a biased, guy-with-a-crush perspective. Indie was brilliant at what she did, there was no doubt about that. 

He let out a small bubble of laughter when she suddenly exclaimed. “Listen, it’s fine - it’s okay, really. No apology necessary.” To be truthful, he actually hadn’t drank from it yet himself, and he genuinely didn’t mind that she’d mistook it for her own. “You’re not gonna give me cooties though, right?” His attempt at a terrible joke, “because you know I can’t risk missing my show tonight.”

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: indie #ral with his pre school jokes #this is why he is single #he pretends he can talk to women #but he actually CANNOT

[raleighjenkins]

Atticus + his glasses

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 visage #his lil glasses yes ❤️

[raleighjenkins]

ellataeglass​: 

Hearing her name and Raleigh’s being called startled Ella. Of course, she should’ve expected it but–oh! What if she’s not ready? How does one know if they’re ready for karaoke anyway? Well, no time like the present. Ella hopped up, offering her hand to Raleigh. Together, they walked up to the stage, and all her nerves dissipated. Everyone seemed to be happy they were there–or too drunk and excited to care–and when the music started, everyone cheered. “Let’s go,” she whispered to Raleigh, or tried to over the sounds.

Raleigh took Ella’s hand, not feeling the pinch of nerves that it was normal to feel before going on stage. He was used to it, and the buzz from the alcohol he’d consumed was also helping. He took a microphone, leaving one for Ella too, then faced the apparently excited audience. To his delight, they were hyped up from the previous singer and without a doubt would probably sing along to their chosen song. “We’ve got this, El.” He grinned just as the familiar intro played in.

Minutes later and the high of performing to the bar full of people was coursing through Raleigh’s veins, and he hoped that Ella had enjoyed being up there as much as he had. His cheeks physically hurt from smiling so much, and he flopped back down at their table with a huge sigh of amusement. “We brought the house down. Officially.” His palm hit the table with a thud as if to emphasise his point. 

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: ella

[raleighjenkins]

jackson ⇄ raleigh

jackson: all cause of her?

jackson: damn.

jackson: i'm wondering if that's her intention. take years off our lives so she can make fun of us for being on our death bed.

jackson: yea.

jackson: might be different for you, though, pursuing music as a full career and all that.

jackson: i could never get into blues. i think it was a bit to laissez faire for me.

raleigh: she's lucky she's family

raleigh: i say that like i have any say either way 😂

raleigh: i bet it is - all part of her master plan to turn us into miserable old men. d'you think she's succeeding?

raleigh: yeah, the day job's just like the day job, ya know? most people want the same covers which i'm cool with, and that never takes too long to get the hang of

raleigh: it's my own stuff that has me up til like 3am or whatever

raleigh: my dad is a big blues fan so i was pretty much raised on it, that and all the seventies shit he loves

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #text: jackson #i just love how much lu torments these two 😂

[raleighjenkins]

mariposapena​: 

     bringing her own mug to hover up near her face, she used the cup to warm her ever chilly fingers. her teeth lingered just at the edge of the takeout lid, and she let out a small laugh as he protested  ── at first, anyway. “ have you ever met a fake santa claus that was actually jolly? “ mari pointed out, stealing the stool that sat beside his guitar for herself. “ oh, come on! i’m not trying to crush you  ── but as a back up plan, i think that mall santa  ── well, i guess, christmas market santa  ── would be a really good option! can you blame me for trying to think about your future? “ despite the fact that she was arguing along, her face never once wavered from the teasing grin that she had greeted him with. or at least it hadn’t, until he gave off an awful joke, and she groaned. “ oh, that might be the worst one yet, ral  ── and i’ve known you for like, twenty five years. the bar isn’t that high. “

“All right, you’ve got a point about that. Most of them don’t really commit to the role, and I don’t think a single one of ‘em has heard of deodorant.” His face contorted into a grimace before he shuddered. Raleigh threw his head back in a bout of false laughter before he met Mari’s gaze once more. “Noted. If I crash and burn as a musician then I’ll look into it. What I’m I gonna do for the other forty-eight weeks of the year though? Or is your back up plan for me to just cover all major holidays, y’know Easter Bunny, Boogeyman and whatever else?” He knew she was teasing, but as always couldn’t resist playing along just to see how far she’d go. It was what pseudo-siblings did, right? “Hey, that was good! Let me have that one, it’s Christmas. Where’s your sense of generosity? Don’t go all Grinch on me now, Mari.” 

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: mariposa #this is so late and it's not christmas any more but we can still be festive in january ❤️

[raleighjenkins]

Jonathan Majors as Kang the Goof LOKI s01e06 “For All Time. Alsways”

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 visage #i still haven't watched the rest of loki #maybe i'll just watch jonathan's ep and confuse myself ❤️ #he's worth it

[raleighjenkins]

raleigh on ig feat. @mariposapena & @insoucivnts

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 social media #𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 visage

[raleighjenkins]

arinsellsclothes​: ​

Arin didn’t need to look to know the answer. Raleigh looked good in everything. It was one of his more annoying qualities. But they did look, more out of curiosity than anything else. “You know, it’s actually not–” They got up, coming in between Raleigh and the mirror. The thing was, it wasn’t bad. A little much, but really not bad. “Okay, it depends. What pants? Or is this part of some kind of stripper getup?”

He gave an expectant look as they headed his way, head tilted to one side as he looked between them and the shirt/waistcoat combo. “Oh pants, yeah...huh.” Raleigh pursed his lips for a moment, glancing to a rail on his right before he strode across the shop. He’d spied a pair of simple checked trousers there earlier, although he thought they’d looked a little on the smaller side. “Okay, so, no stripper getup - sorry to disappoint the world,” he added with a grin, “but how about these? Or is that too much pattern clashing going on? Sometimes that can work, right?” Raleigh’s gaze rested on Arin, awaiting his verdict.

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: arin

[raleighjenkins]

jackson ⇄ raleigh

jackson: oh, i know.

jackson: i still can't believe that.

jackson: i've only known lu for about three and i'm ready for the end.

jackson: lol

jackson: that'd be cool though.

jackson: i tend to spend hours on just one set and then get bored of it.

raleigh: i'm sure you'll catch up to me soon

raleigh: only thirty and i feel sixty

raleigh: kidding

raleigh: sort of 😂

raleigh: damn, that's tragic

raleigh: i feel that - sometimes i can work on getting something right for weeks on end, and then other stuff i spend an hour on it and i'm like nah

raleigh: i guess it's just whatever feels like it comes naturally?

raleigh: like blues stuff, now that always sticks with me

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #text: jackson

[raleighjenkins]

oddbcll​: 

💕 ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────  this plan had worked out a lot better than sunny had originally thought it would. from experience, most people weren’t this open to strangers hijacking their lunch plans with vague explanations, and illegal undertones to their company. “ i can tell that you’re a very good man. and we’re going to be very good friends. ” they responded, quickly flagging down a waiter to order another water and a tea before giving him her attention once again. “ oh not flustered. out of breath. i haven’t worked out in awhile, and it seems ronnie buttheart over at the manhattan mall has been going to the track every morning to get his three miles in. ” she was only a little bitter about it. this time last month, they were practically skipping away from him without worry. now, she had to run full out and still only just managed to escape.

 “ y’know the food court provides these things called free samples, and i just don’t think ronnie paul blunt hard understands how that system works. ” they started taking another sip of the water before she went on. “ yes, it said one per customer ─── but if i come back in sunglasses, or a nice scarf it’s very rude to assume i’m not a new customer. maybe my mindset has changed. maybe i’ve done some self searching, for all the know i am a new person. very presumptuous of them to think i can’t be reborn eight times in one day and therefore deserve eight free samples of waobao’s new chicken soup dumpling. wouldn’t you agree ? ”

Raleigh was more than a little amused by their presence, regardless of the nature of their current situation. After all, he was just an innocent bystander, although one who was finding out more by the second...he could worry about that later if he needed to. “Sounds like you need to up your cardio? Otherwise he’s gonna catch you pretty soon if you’re not careful.” He still had no idea why she was running away - did he want to know? He was sure to find out. “Couple of week’s time and he’ll be like Usain Bolt.” He added, brows raised as he took another mouthful of food, chewing slowly and carefully. 

Aha. So that was it. He had to admire their guts to so blatantly try to take more than she was supposed to, and maybe she did have a point, albeit a very convoluted one that Paul Blart was unlikely to respond well to. “I get it. You were hungry and you got creative. Doesn’t sound like mister mall security is the type to appreciate ingenuity like that.” The mental image Raleigh had of them donning a scarf and sunglasses to get more free food was a humorous one, although it did make him wonder why they were so keen to go back so many times. Did she really need it or was she just trying to piss off the powers above? “You want me to go grab you some more? New face here and all.” He gestured to himself.

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: sunny #omg the chaos i'm in love

[raleighjenkins]

insoucivnts​: 

☁️ ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────  “ god, the eighties ? ” the astonishment ( more like disgust ) was clear in her features as she turned to him momentarily before returning to the task at hand. “ you should have busted in here like i am and tore his closet to shreds. better yet, should have called me sooner so that i could do it for you. big unc adores me, he would never say a bad thing about me. well…─── to my face anyway. ” luvena conceded as she moved to remove the shirt raleigh had deemed okay enough to keep with a shake of her head. “ you’re really making me think i’m going to need to go through your closet next. ” it was more of a concerned warning than a threat, but she would understand if raleigh took it as such. “ i mean…─── i’ll definitely try my best but i think we should make an emergency shopping trip just in case. ”

“Emphasis on to your face,” he raised his eyebrows dramatically, eyes wide, “you should hear the stuff he says about you when you’re not here, Lu.” Of course, Raleigh was teasing. His pop loved Lu to bits and she really could do no wrong. Even tearing apart his closet would probably be okay. Probably... Raleigh would most-likely shoulder the blame for that one. But if it meant his dad was dressing better then it was worth it. “Hey, that’s not bad. Are you blind?” He picked up the shirt she’d discarded so quickly. “I could rock this and look fly as fuck.” He did have a penchant for the occasional bright, bold print. “Hell’s gonna freeze over before I let you burn my best shirts - you could lose that favourite cousin crown real quick.” He heaved another pile of god knows what out of his dad’s wardrobe and on to the bed, not really sure what he was looking down at as he surveyed it all. “I mean we’re gonna have to take him soon because I don’t think you’re gonna okay any of this...” he lifted up a particularly ugly, overly patched blazer and grimaced. 

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: luvena

[raleighjenkins]

ellataeglass​: 

In this state–just a hair tipsy and buzzing with the atmosphere of the bar–Ella’s confidence couldn’t be knocked. “Oh, that’s okay! We’re going to be great. There’s two of us and only one of her, after all.” She watched the man get up, clear his throat, and start way too early before the lyrics in the song actually began. She stifled a giggle. “I can dance okay. What kind of dancing goes with Sweet Caroline?”

“True - we can be double trouble, right? Ha!” Raleigh really found himself a lot funnier than he actually was sometimes. Especially after a drink or two. The bravado had very little self-awareness. “Mmm, how about we just freestyle? Really go for it. I think the only kinda dancing that actually goes with Sweet Caroline is jumping and pointing. If you can even call that dancing...?” Raleigh trailed off in thought, shaking his head, then heard their names being called up. He looked over at Ella and grinned, hands clapped together. “Oh, hey! Here we go.”

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: ella

[raleighjenkins]

mariposapena​: 

closed stater for @raleighjenkins​ location: one of those fun christmas markets. u know. in movies?? 

       “ i think you would make a great santa claus. “ mari said in way of greeting as she approached the little tent where her friend was set up, holding out the extra warm to-go cup that she had picked up while making her way through the crowd to him. as usual, mari had caught wind that he was playing somewhere, and thought it would be a good break from the already-beginning christmas rush at the store to see what he was up too. “ i was just thinking about this as i passed the big tent over there with the fake santa and all the kids lined up. if the whole musician gig doesn’t work out for you, then i think fake santa definitely would be. go on, give me a good ho ho ho. ” 

“Oh yeah?” Raleigh looked over at Mari, a little smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as he arched an eyebrow at her suggestion. He gladly took the extra drink from her, taking a much needed sip and letting the hot liquid warm him up from the inside out. “You think I could pull off all that jolly?” He was somewhat dubious about that. Although, the thought of making a kid’s day with some fake santa claus impression did warm his heart a little - okay a lot. “Mari, don’t crush me like that. I’m just gonna pretend you didn’t say that and keep blindly following my dream.” The smile hadn’t left his face as he joked, and he laughed, shaking his head at her. “How about oh no no no?” He really thought he was smart with that one. 

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 interactions #thread: mariposa #i am not disrespectfully looking at jonathan majors' arms nope nope

[raleighjenkins]

*texts back 3 weeks later* sorry I fell asleep

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 character study #also me

[raleighjenkins]

JONATHAN MAJORS 2021 | Mary Ellen Matthews ph. for Saturday Night Live

#𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑 🎵 visage