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[dhbelzinone]

// is this all there is?

// yo… i came in to finish up drafts and everything’s suddenly looking pretty gone; could someone please tell me what happened or direct me to an announcement of some sort…?

#0% THAT BITCH™ // ooc #// 🥺

[dhbelzinone]

// yo... i came in to finish up drafts and everything's suddenly looking pretty gone; could someone please tell me what happened or direct me to an announcement of some sort...?

#0% THAT BITCH™ // ooc #// i haven't gotten any notifications since my last thread reply either : \

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Her brow raised and she shook her head, “I think you have me confused with someone else.” She closed the door behind them and went to work on breakfast. Her brow raised as she came out and she shrugged, “no worries, there won’t be any firemen today even though I wouldn’t mind it.” She smirked continuing to make breakfast for them both. “I rather stay in today though.”

"Something go down with the shop?" she asked with a slight tilt of her head. It didn't seem to her that staying in was unusual in any sense, but it never hurt to ask. "Give me a name and you'll see it in the papers this time tomorrow," Bel half-joked as she idly went to helping with something easy enough for her not to mess up. Coffee was a safe bet.

#THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #acegowen

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He chuckled lightly at her response. “Yeah, I’m exactly his type.” He teased as his eyes looked her over once more. His smile grew as she walked towards him. This morning was definitely taking an unexpected turn, but he could always go to the gym later. After all, this was definitely a welcomed turn.

“Oh you do?” He said raising an eyebrow inquisitively. Axel laughed and looked down shyly as she complimented him. “I’m not, but I can make a detour. Much better than you walking the whole way.” Axel walked to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for her. He took her hand in his and gave it a firm shake. “Axel. Nice to meet you Bel.” Once she got in, he closed the door before getting to his side. Turning the car on with a roar, he slipped some sunglasses on. “Alright, where are we headed, gorgeous?” He rolled slowly down the driveway as he waited for her instructions. 

A small smirk cracked her deep red lips. He was a shy one behind the chivalrous front. She imagined she could wring his type dry over a good long while: a favor here and there, just enough sprinkles of attention and gratitude to keep him on her line... But, she was in a pretty good place right now. No need to treat every new face as a business opportunity. Plus, he sure was sweet. Perhaps she could just loosen up and be herself for once, not the version of her that landed her at Bill's place.

Like a good passenger, she brushed herself off before sliding in. " The strip, " she responded, giving her hair a vaguely more organized fluff in one of his mirrors, " That's not too far off where you're going, is it Axel? " The tone of her voice started to tease. She couldn't help the urge to play on that shyness. " I promise you won't have to take me too far in. We all know what that kinda place could do to good boys like you. " A wink. The last thing she wanted to do was offend him. 

#THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #axelbennett

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Ace smirked and shrugged at the comment, “hell is different things for everyone, I believe. Better start working towards heaven then or you’re going to be in a lot of shit.” Ace smiled and nodded, “I’ll let you take a shower, no charge. I was just about to decide on cooking breakfast or going to get some though. The company could be nice.” She chuckled and shook her head, “I need the motor oil, but I would let you bathe in the tank I got that hasn’t been dumped yet.”

Bel rolled her eyes and walked through the giggle that followed. “ Heaven chewed me up and spit me out a long time ago~ “ she sang, “ You’re the only angel I’ll ever get to know~ “ Already as familiar with Ace’s place as she was with hers, she tipped her an air-kiss of greeting and made herself at home. After making quick work of a shower, she rejoined her in her kitchen to help her figure out what they were going to do for breakfast. “ So what’s the sitch? “ she asked, “ Going out, or summoning some hot firemen again with my awesome bacon-burning skills? “

#this is so sweet i'm already ded #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #acegowen

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                Farrah waited until the officer had officially left and was away from earshot before she dared to glance toward the other woman, one who seemed to be paying her gratitude and a compliment. The dancer squared her shoulders and smiled. “Huh. I’m not used to the pretty ones recognizing my work.” Not that she didn’t prefer to dance for them, but at the end of the day, most of Paradise was packed with drooling men in stiff suits. ”Thank you.” She nodded. “You’re looking for a gig at the strip club?”

                   Bel couldn’t help but bring a hand to her chest in a gesture to be still her beating heart. Though she was naturally comical at times, it genuinely warmed her to be complimented, recognized... Sincere or not, she didn’t care. Fuel was fuel. “ Mhm! Absolutely~ “ she responded with a squirrelly sort of enthusiasm, “ There really aren’t any showgirls quite like Vegas girls. I’ve been up north but now that I’ve been around, there’s really no other place I’d wanna hustle but here. Y’all taking? I’d be honored as hell if you’d help me land a slot. “

#THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #farrahperetti

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Axel was always an early riser, and today was no different. He had spent the morning catching up on the news, checking his stocks, and making sure all his business matters were handled. He had a light breakfast, and was now getting ready to head out to the gym. Leaving his front door, and double checking that he locked it properly, he jogged down the steps to his car. Opening the door to the new Tesla with the click of the button he reached in to find his gym card. As he got back out of the car he saw a stranger walk by.

He couldn’t help himself from looking her over, she was definitely his type. She stood out in this neighborhood. A light chuckle escaped his lips as he noticed the shoes in her hand. Leaning with his arms crossed on the hood of the car, he overheard her call someone a tool. “Let me guess… Bill… down the street?” He gestured  pointing in the direction she was walking from. “Do you… need a ride somewhere? Or a pair of shoes or something? That can’t be comfortable.” He gestured to her bare feet on the sidewalk.

“ Well ~ “ she sang in response with a slight pivot to his angle. “ He hit you up and make you question the standards you set, too? “ she joked. Bel gave him a generous look over as well, making mental notes of how well he put himself together and what that may say about the deepness of his pockets. The fancy car was easy to chalk up, as was the gym card in his hand. From what she could tell, this man was fifty shades of bougie and it’d do her more than well to be friendly, yet, on an honest note...

... not bad. “ I have it down to an art, “ she responded nonchalantly, taking a few choreographed steps in his direction to give him as enticing a view as he had before of her walking away, “ Sometimes, these things are just too easy. “ A cheeky smile as she slung those strappy heels over her shoulder and popped her hip. She’d have no problem getting into a stranger’s car, especially in broad daylight. Sometimes, she found, the biggest ego boost one could get was helping a damsel. “ Don’t need to see that fancy gym card to know you work out. If you’re heading into town, yeah, I could use that ride. “ With a flick of her wrist, she bumped the chain of her handbag into the crook of her elbow and extended a hand. " Bel. "

#heyyy welcome~<3 #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #axelbennett #uhh...... idk why your gif is showing up so big sadkjfnakdfnak sosorry~! #also jensen???? um yes pls!!!

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She wasn’t the only one on the run, unprepared, however she thought of her own abrupt move from San Francisco leaving a metaphorical trail of bloodied flower petals behind her as she rejected her roots. Perhaps she should’ve finished school, gotten herself that doctorate so she could legally wield a scalpel, but that wouldn’t stop her from doing it. Ironically she was falling right in stride with her parents’ footsteps, but dare she admit she have anything else.

So in the midst of her quarter life crisis, she finds herself roaming around what must’ve been the sketchiest little outlet in town alongside someone more like her than she may ever know. “ Hey, um, are you a local...? “ she dared ask after overhearing her mumbling, “ I’m looking for an apartment, or... studio, and online listings only tell you so much about how things really go. Could I bug you for some direction? “

Though it had barely been a couple of days since she arrived back in Las Vegas and booked into a motel, Ariana was already missing the comforts of her apartment back in Los Angeles, and the fact that she’d been so quick to pack for her trip meant she was missed some of essentials. Walking down the sidewalk she was searching for a convenience store where she could stock up for what she didn’t have with her, though she grew up in the city, it had been a long time she’d walked down it’s streets and she wasn’t exactly ready to face anybody yet. “This place really doesn’t change,” she mumbled to herself out loud, taking in the already bright lights that seemed so hauntingly familiar. 

#hi hope it's ok i pick this up~ #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #arianaalvarcz

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“ Oh shit- nothing! I swear! “ Caught up in doing some dancing of her own, she neglected to realize how deadly close her hip got to the woman’s basket. She had enough sense of awareness to have made the slightest note of her when she came down the aisle, but had close to none of her own movements. The high must’ve started to screw up her depth perception.

“ I’m so sorry, I haven’t heard Shakira in ages and well, she does things to me by no fault of my own, “ she finally fussed up after taking a generous step back and straightening herself out. Having slept most of the day away as a precaution, she decided it was a good time to survey the area’s nightlife but, as per usual, she’d forgotten the necessities of stocking up her place with a buffet of microwave meals. By the look of her own basket, her tastes were pretty well traveled (if one considered corporate commodities with any shred of authenticity).

“ Hey... those are some nice wings, “ she complimented with a gesture to her own neck and a bright warm smile, “ Did you get those at Blood & Bone? “ Little did she know, she was pointing out a rather high profile status symbol in the underbelly of the area, which she had yet to encounter. She would do so soon enough, as she was quick to blend into all things illicit from medical to murder, but for the meantime she allowed herself a beam of innocence.

Old habits died hard - no matter how one tried to kill them. This one, however, wasn’t one Paola cared to eliminate from her regular routine. After she left Paradise, on nights, she knew her older brother was going to be running late dealing with club business Paola picked up groceries, and she cooked for the week. As busy as both were, she still tried to guarantee there was food in the fridge to keep Coco fed, and if any of the other sinners came over that, they had something good to eat. Even if she actively worked to wrap herself in mystery - Everyone knew Coco couldn’t cook for shit, and Paola was fucking talented, specializing in keeping Coco’s ass alive. It was a seedy little grocery store, but she mostly came here not for the selection ( which was actually pretty decent ), but at this day and time, it was practically empty. The angel came her not just to stock her fridge but to dance down the aisles to whatever was on the radio. This habit of midnight grocery shopping helped to release the pent of tension in her bones. She didn’t need a one night stand to fuck up her life right now, and mamita could handle her own just fine. Something, however, startled her, and Paola restrained herself from reaching for the knife in her boot, ready to whack someone to death with a bunch of celery. “How much of that did you see?” // @dhstarters​

#hihi welcome~!! #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #paola--cardenas

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#SIX INCH HEELS // sw aesthetic

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Nathaniel gave a yawn as he wandered into the closest diner to get something to eat. He had been up all night staking out a target, which was what described most of his nights but considering he had a lot to drink that afternoon, getting a good night’s rest was the challenging part. “Is it really going to take twenty minutes to just get some toast and eggs?” he sighed, patience wearing thin. Another yawn and he turned his head, recognizing Bel in an instant.

“Long night too?” he rubbed his eyes with the edge of his hand. There was just too much stimulation and the lack of sleep was making him cranky.

“ Please... don’t make me think about it... “ she replied with an exasperated laugh, “ I don’t think I can handle that kinda play-by-play. “ Already on her third cup of coffee, the chemicals in her brain had finally started to simmer down and she was ready to talk reality with someone closer to her age. A slight sting of guilt irked her, as his order must’ve taken long because hers was so... expansive. The bacon sizzling through the kitchen window all but tortured her. She was getting a little impatient too.

Swiveling in her stool to face him, she leaned on her knee and drummed her fingers upon the table. “ Almost makes me wish I left with you instead, “ she joked, “ So, who’d you end up going home with? “

#THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #sinnersgrant

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Ace was inside enjoying her weekend and looking over a racing magazine while sipping her coffee. She smiled seeing a few people she knew making it but there was a bit of jealousy as she ran her hand over the pictures. She looked out the front window of her Airstream and sighed. She was fixing to take another drink from her mug when she saw the familiar woman and shook her head. A hint of laughter in her smile as she went to the door and swung it open. Stepping out on astro-turf and smirking at the other. “What kind of trouble have you gotten into?” She said nodding at the shape the other was in. “You look like you’ve been through hell.”

“ If hell smells like stale macaroons and viagra, yeah, “ she responded with a snort, “ I took a good soak in it. Not worth it. “ Heels in hand, she brushed the sides of her feet against her calves, starting to feel the burn. Not yet so sure of the area, she greatly overestimated the distance she’d have to walk from bougieville to the strip. Things really did seem closer when you were tearing up streets at 50mph, didn’t they? Thankfully, the familiar tinge of machinery brought her back home. “ Working? If you let me borrow your shower I’ll buy you breakfast. Hell, I’ll take a dowse in motor oil over whatever... “ A vague gesture down her body. “ This is. “

#jfc bitch that's gross lol #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #acegowen

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                “Just go, honey. You know your rights.” Farrah had to keep her tongue bit in order to remain silent but honestly couldn’t help it anymore. She was over listening to this woman’s sob story, she was over listening to the web she churned to seemly get herself away from the mess, and frankly, Farrah just couldn’t resist chiming in as she happened to catch wind near by. “What’s the worst he can do? Tackle you and skid your knee up?”  

                The worst he could do is kill me, she replied silently in her head. In her experience, the amount of respect law enforcement had for her rights were absolutely zero. Pay no mind to her affiliations or behavior: the color of her skin was considered a weapon in itself. Nonetheless, the woman’s interference was just what she needed to earn the officer’s leave. “ Thanks, I thought he’d never leave, “ she responded, then her eyes flashed with recognition. “ Hey... you’re Darling, right? Sorry for bringing this outside, but I’ve been floating around looking for a gig and I swear your performance was pretty great. “

#THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #farrahperetti

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#QUEUE // love me for everything you hate me for #7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK // aesthetic claim

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𝓞𝓹𝓮𝓷 // @dhstarters​

She didn’t always spend entire nights with her Johns, but thought she’d try her hand at a full day girlfriend experience for once. Little did Bel know that this client would end up needy as hell and wouldn’t even let her leave in the morning, insisting she stay longer and have yet another Brady Bunch-esque breakfast with him. That much wasn’t part of the deal and she couldn’t stand pretending to have a nuclear family with him any longer, so she ended up slipping something in his drink so he’d pass out long enough to facilitate her escape. As she gathered her things (and helped herself to a tip) she repeated over and over to herself: never again. Never again. NEVER AGAIN.

“ Fucking tool. “

Walk of shame it was, yet anything but. The bright side was she landed a huge deal and re-solidified her boundaries when it came to her freelance soliciting. As out of place she looked walking down the suburbs of one of Vegas’ more affluent neighborhoods, she had a spring to her step and was looking forward to a nice breakfast in the dinkiest diner she could find as soon as she reached more familiar streets. She also decided to take this time to get to know the area a little more and, most importantly, allow herself to be seen.

#dh.starter #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #DELAYED; IMMEDIATE; DECEASED // open starter #// sorry for throwing out another one but last one's been vacant for days and I don't wanna activity ding >< #// someone thread with me; please; i have so many plot ideas open to all sorts of muses #// please check them out~<3 #// they're on her blog

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CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT THESE CHARACTERS ARE PLAYED BY THE SAME PERSON??!?

#QUEUE // love me for everything you hate me for #7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK // aesthetic claim

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𝓞𝓹𝓮𝓷 // @dhstarters​

She was clearly nervous as she stood outside the emergency room entrance before a police officer, but the strings she was pulling fell right in line with the web of lies she wove. In actuality, it was a job gone wrong: she overestimated herself as well as the materials she had, so she found herself bringing her patient to the ER, much to her (and later, to his) chagrin. Nonetheless, she was prepared for the backfire. The dirt she had on her client would protect her from breaking her end of the deal, but for now... to get the fuzz off of her.

“ I saw him stumbling outside the bar last night, “ she convincingly lied, a worried piercing of her brows selling her point, “ No ID, no phone... not even any passersby could tell me who he was or what he was doing. I knew I couldn’t just... leave him alone... so I stuck around but... “ She fidgeted with her hands, stifled a sniffle, and dropped her eyes to the floor. “ I can’t afford to miss work again... they’ll fire me... and I’m already back on rent. I need to go, Officer. You already have all my information... “

#dh.starter #THE DOCTOR IS (S)IN // ic #DELAYED; IMMEDIATE; DECEASED // open starter #// opposite could be the failed client; someone eavesdropping from the street; someone eavesdropping from inside; a med practitioner;; #// someone else related to the failed client; someone who knows she's lying because they saw her at the bar; or anyone else you can think of