lonettehastings

[lonettehastings]

“that is... the corniest thing i’ve heard all month.” she laughed. “but you’re pretty fine too.”

@lonettehastings​   ,   sc.   ( location : the wild pony )

“if you were a transformer, you’d be optimus fine.”

#conversations #conversation: riggs maddow

[lonettehastings]

lonette tried her best simply not to engage with the man and his rambles. but she didn’t want to leave her spot either. “i beg your pardon?” when he continued in his rambling anyway, she sighed and waited for him to reach the conclusion of his tirade against face creams. “yes, i check my face creams, and none of them use foreskins.”

location: crashdown cafe

with: @lonettehastings​

“ – i’m tellin’ ya , they put hundreds - no , thousands - of foreskins in those face creams .. that’s why they can charge out the ass for ‘em . why d’ya think so many guys have it snipped off so early , hm ?? can’t trust nobody . “ poor lonette . she hadn’t deserved to be set down on the table beside striker cannon , finishing off the half-eaten plate of fries left by a previous patron . his incessant mumbling , incoherent rambles of an unhinged man , fell on deaf ears as lukewarm potato was continuously shoved past moving lips , “ you look like the type to spend millions on face cream . check the ingredients next time , a’ight ?? “

#nsfw mention tw #conversations #conversation: striker cannon

[lonettehastings]

If you met the right person, would you consider getting remarried?

“maybe, in a ‘never say never’ kind of way. but i don’t want to feel like i have to.”

#anon #answered #side note: she is so gorgeous

[lonettehastings]

outgoing txt. ✉  adiya & lonette

ADIYA: No but it's like a compliment..

ADIYA: Just in a very slut-shaming way

ADIYA: Or maybe someone hates you.

ADIYA: Adiya Aavani-Marie Kaur. It's Hindu with a bit of spicy white - which is possibly the name of my future sex tape.

LONETTE: ...Why are you sending me your full name?

#conversations #conversation: adiya kaur #txt

[lonettehastings]

“...excuse me?” lonette observes the younger woman, clearly puzzled and a little annoyed. but she gives her the benefit of the doubt, and notices the guy who seems to be fuming and heading towards their direction. “what’s going on?” she asks softly. “is he gonna hurt you?”

starter: open to everyone! @roswellstarters​​​ location: go wild

“   sorry—- sorry!   actually —- do you mind standing here for a minute?    thanks, ”      she takes advantage of the collision, angling her lean body in such a way as to make it disappear behind the shape of them.   usually she’d be far more courteous, but desperate times…  the big guy heading this way still looks  pretty mad  .    “   you have a very nice back, you know?   ”

#conversations #conversation: kannika malee

[lonettehastings]

poppydupont·:

             “I’ll tell you a little secret,” Poppy leaned in a bit closer, “most of us are lonely, but it’s harder when you feel lonely in the company of other people.” Which was happening to most people all the time; just how many patients had she seen fighting that? “Oh, I have no idea. I really don’t know anything about brands, only that I like vodka. But you certainly seem like an expert. Hangar 1, huh? Where did you learn all of that?” However, unlike of Poppy, some people knew the difference between the brands; knew what they liked. “Roswell born and raised.. see I tend to think that there has to be more than just us in space. It would be sad if we were the only ones.”

Lonette nodded as the other woman spoke. If she was being frank, she didn’t entirely agree. She didn’t feel that lonely. That was probably because she’d always been deeply introverted. She enjoyed being inside her head. But slowly, she was also learning how lovely other people’s company was, so in that sense she did agree. “You could say I’m something of a connoisseur,” she replied. “I love the finer things in life.” In response to her alien comment, she said carefully, “Well, I don’t think it’s sad if there’s no alien life out there. There are already so many human beings on Earth, plus tons of animals. I don’t feel lonely. Isn’t it pretty amazing to think about how there exists a planet that can engender and sustain living things? I guess you just need to look around.” There were so, so many mundane things on Earth that, when you thought about it, were actually quite mind-blowing.

#conversation: poppy dupont #conversations #alcohol tw #WHOA this got long im sorry #no need to match length at all

[lonettehastings]

ohaprils·:

         april’s  tempted  to  argue  otherwise  —  lonette  is  gorgeous,  just  about  anybody  would  fall  over  themselves  for  her  —   but  as  her  gaze  drifts  over  to  their  greyed  voyeur,  now  licking  his  lips,  she  realizes  that  absolutely  nobody  deserves  to  deal  with  that.  “the  absolute  grossest,  right?  i  absolutely  didn’t  mean  to  impose  on  you  or  anything,  just  wanted  to  let  you  know  that  you  have  a  fan.”  or  a  stalker,  all  things  considered.  “i’ll  hang  out  a  bit,  don’t  want  him  thinking  he  can  just  wander  over  here  like  a  fuckin’  weirdo,  you  know?  last  week,  some  guy  approached  me  on  the  job  and  asked  for  my  number  .  .  and  how  i  liked  my  eggs  cooked  in  the  morning,  y’know,  very  classy  talk.  when  i  told  him  no  thank  you,  he  assumed  i  was  being  shy?  like,  of  course  that’s  the  only  reason  anybody  would  say  no  to  him.  ugh  .  .  .  alright,  now  i  need  a  drink  just  from  remembering  that.  can  i  get  you  one,  too?”

“thanks for that,” she says. “otherwise, i’d just leave.” although she wants to have a nice night, it’s not worth the anxiety of being alone as an old man stares at you. she nods at theother  woman’s offer of a drink and listens to her story. “that’s disgusting.” she shakes her head. “ugh. well, cheers to us sticking up for each other against creepy guys. we should move somewhere when we get our drinks.”

#alcohol tw #conversations #conversation: april winslow

[lonettehastings]

jurriaan-knight·:

“Only once or twice,” Jurriaan said, ordering them a drink, he knew exactly what she liked of course, and if she wanted something else, she always corrected him. He looked back at her with a smile. Jurriaan wasn’t after a relationship, though certainly he’d love one, but he understood things from Lonette’s perspective too, and he could understand that she wasn’t ready for one, or perhaps he wasn’t her best option - they were opposites in a lot of ways after all. “I have a few favourite dishes too, mostly I like the desserts,” he admitted.

“You should try their Moroccan quail with rose-petal sauce. It’s literally heaven,” she said, closing her eyes briefly as she pictured the dish. She was aware that he probably already knew this was one of her favorites, but she wanted him to try it too. She wanted him to experience the finer things in life; this was another uniquely Lonette way of expressing affection. Her tastes leaned towards the sophisticated, the gourmet, the indulgent. She would like to share it with him. “Ooh, have you tried their cherry clafoutis? Or their excellent elderflower and mascarpone cream tartlets? Their redcurrants and whitecurrants here are always so fresh.”

#conversations #conversation: jurriaan knight

[lonettehastings]

outgoing txt. ✉  adiya & lonette

ADIYA: Saw your number on a crumpled up napkin that said "Call for a good time" and let me tell you, you are living my fucking dream right now.

ADIYA: You harlot! (Totally used in a gender fluid away)

ADIYA: Since I was a freshman in college I've been BEGGING to give off that 'totally gives handies behind the space invader arcade' vibe but I've only ever given off 'Totally goes into the space invader arcade and probably invades space' vibes.

ADIYA: How did it happen for you? Should I stop watching commentary youtube videos online and just like touch grass for a few seconds?

LONETTE: I know I can give someone a good time. But you've probably got the wrong number.

LONETTE: A crumpled-up napkin? Gross. I don't go for anyone like that.

LONETTE: Either way... who are you?

#conversations #conversation: adiya kaur #nsfw tw #suggestive tw #ish #mentions

[lonettehastings]

“yeah, you did.” lonette can’t pretend that her feelings toward her ex-husband were all positive. the crumbling of their marriage did leave a bitter taste in her mouth. his actions before it ended did too. she can’t completely forget that, but it also feels strange to have known someone for this long and so intimately, and to see him act like this around her. “of course, santi. i’m always happy to see the girls.” and you, she might say, if she were surer of it. she thinks that’s true to some extent, but decides not to mention it. “how have you been?” she asks instead.

location: santiago’s home, moonbeam gardens ! availability: closed, @lonettehastings​

“the girls aren’t here, they’re at my parents’ today. i told you that… didn’t i?” voice comes out unsure and santi’s nose wrinkles up, furrowing his brows as he tries to remember if he actually did or if it had slipped his mind. “shit, sorry, i was sure that i had at least sent you a text about that.” fingers run through his messy curls. “i’ve been so busy this week, must’ve forgot. but, um, i’ll pick them up before dinner tonight and then i can drop them off at your place, if you want to?” he offers, always trying to stay on the woman’s good side.

#divorce tw #mentions #and im giving you a reply anyways <3 #conversations #conversation: santiago rios

[lonettehastings]

jurriaan-knight·:

Jurriaan liked it when Lonette had been really good, somehow her state of mind was almost more important to him than his own. If she felt happy, he found himself feeling happier too. OF course, he wouldn’t admit to these sappy thoughts out of the blue, perhaps a few glasses in, but not out of nowhere. If she should judge him for his lovie-dovieness, despite them not being together-together, than he would opt for the addition of alcohol. “I’ll keep you to that,” He said with a wink. “Of course,” he added, smirking. “Thank you for accepting my invitation. I wouldn’t invite anyone else, and I know it’s your favourite.”

She still didn’t know exactly how to feel about Jurriaan’s open affections towards her. Perhaps that was how things should be, though; she should just let herself... well, enjoy it. She did like it. He didn’t seem to be asking for anything in exchange for his adoration either, at least not in the form of romantic currency. She was more than happy to give him her sincere friendship, with benefits. “Have you dined here before?” she asked.

#conversations #conversation: jurriaan knight #alcohol tw #mentions

[lonettehastings]

poppydupont·:

             As she rose her head up, Poppy softly smiled as she nodded. “Yeah, I am. Why?” Was she so loud? Perhaps she really did say all of that a bit louder than she wanted. But she didn’t? Perhaps it was way too obvious that she was stood up. Fine. “I’m just really thirsty and nothing helps as vodka does. Please,” Poppy gestured to the empty chair across of her, “take a seat.”

“Maybe I’m just a little lonely,” Lonette joked, trying not to make the other feel even worse. “What vodka did you get? I personally think Hangar 1 is the finest brand of vodka here; you should try a bottle, if you haven’t yet. And it’s not just because of that one alien show named after Hangar 1.” She seated herself comfortably across the other woman. “I’ve never been much of an alien believer, even though I grew up here. You?”

#alcohol tw #conversations #conversation: poppy dupont

[lonettehastings]

“Hey, uh... are you okay?” Normally, Lonette’s rule in life was to stick her nose out of other people’s business. But seeing a fellow beautiful, well-dressed woman get stood up in a high-end restaurant was a little hard to stomach. 

      open starter for anyone!       location: la ventana sureña      @roswellstarters   

          Poppy was staring at her phone not believing what she was reading. Wow, was that for real? Wait, was she stood up? No, she was definitely stood up. The guy actually texted fifteen minutes after they were supposed to meet at the La Ventana Sureña.. not to mention that Poppy was ten minutes late on purpose. Perhaps he came on time and was mad because she was late? But come on, it was expected. With a sigh, she leaned into her chair as her eyes scanned the room.. it was full, yet she wished the opposite. “Excuse me,” she stopped the waitress as the woman was passing by, “I’m ready to order,” a quick flash of pearly whites, “just bring me vodka on the rocks. And keep them comin.’”

#conversations #conversation: poppy dupont #alcohol tw #mentions

[lonettehastings]

“oh, i know those types too well,” lonette says. “once he finds out i’m actually 40, he’ll probably lose interest. he’s looking ‘cause i can pass for younger. and he’s looking for someone half his age.” she shakes her head. “i hate those types of men.”

open  to  :  anyone location  :  anywhere.

             “hey,  so  not  to  be  a  nosey  nancy  or  anything,  but  that  silver  fox  in  the  corner  over  there  has  been  very  boldly  checking  you  out  for  the  last  twenty  minutes,”  april  offers  coyly,  attempting  subtlety  as  she  nods  at  nearby  voyeur.  “you  could  be  their  long  lost  relative  and  they’ve  come  to  offer  you  millions  ——  or  they’re  building  the  courage  to  ask  you  for  a  drink.  not  a  bad  thursday  night  either  way  if  you  ask  me.”

#conversations #conversation: april winslow

[lonettehastings]

leosijum·:

“ No ,” he said, a bit too suddenly. “ Not … Like that .” Leo realized that sex wouldn’t heal the wounds he still had. A year ago, he absolutely would have buried his sorrows in Lonette, and part of him still wanted to, but he knew he had to be better for himself and for her. It wasn’t fair to use someone the way he had before. “ Do you want to go get a drink or something ?”

she chuckled when she realized what he assumed. “i didn’t mean it like that either,” she said. “yes, a drink sounds nice.”

#conversations #conversation: leo sijum #suggestive tw #mentions

[lonettehastings]

tika sumpter & she/her / cis woman ‷ watch out , lonette hastings has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 40 and celebrate their birthday on december 31 . they are from roswell, reside in lunar crescent and are currently working as a shop owner. one thing you should know about them is she decorated her shop herself.‷  ( thia / it’s me!!!! )

BASICS

full name: lonette hastings

age: 41

birth date: december 31, 1980

ethnicity: african-american

sexuality: bisexual

relationship status: single (divorced)

HER LIFE SO FAR.

lonette was born to two loving parents. she was the middle child, though, which meant that most of the attention went to her youngest and oldest siblings. lonette didn’t care. being a relatively forgotten middle child was exactly her style, because the girl never cared for like… the real world.

it wasn’t as though lonette was unkind or mean or anything. the real world simply paled in comparison to her fantasy worlds. she was immersed in fiction and everything ethereal and pretty.

she studied interior design in college. every day was a slog, though. what she learned there was nice, but the four corners of a classroom couldn’t contain her aesthetic ambitions. they were greater than just designing some nice hotels or making a bedroom look neat.

she had to be practical as well, however. she knew she ultimately had to engage in capitalism, sadly, and so she made a specialized furniture shop simply called lonette���s. if it were up to her, she wouldn’t sell her items at all. she’d simply craft her stuff without charging others, or having to pay any bills.

lonette is a hedonist. she’s not the typical idea of a hedonist, though, the sharp-tongued and duplicitous sort. she’s honestly pretty nice and her devotion to beauty and pleasure comes across as rather nerdy sometimes. but she’s a total hedonist and aesthete. and she really just doesn’t like socializing all that much, lol.

she’s also an introvert. an introvert and a hedonist? they exist.

she was married once. it fizzled out, but i’d really like for that to be reignited, not gonna lie. (a wc to be filled by thay <3)

(also, does she believe in aliens? doesn’t care. but alien aesthetics are tacky.)

looking for all sorts of plots!

#roswellintro #my brain isnt working rn so i may as well get up my other muses' intros #pinned

[lonettehastings]

jurriaan-knight·:

Jurriaan stood when Lonette appeared in the doorway, meeting her half-way and pulling her into a hug. “I got us a table, how have you been?” He asked. @lonettehastings

“I’ve been good, really good.” She shared, trying not to burst with excitement, “I’ve got a backlit, illuminated onyx wall in my patio now! It’s so beautiful. Got it shipped all the way from Italy.” Her voice took on a mischievous lilt. “We can sip wine there soon, have a fun time...” She laughed lightly. “But for now, I should get out of the house. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I can’t just stay inside all the time. Thanks for inviting me.”

#conversations #conversation: jurriaan knight