#trust fund baby ; wesley

[selfmadesaviour]

tag drop.

#actually one of the nice girls ; jj #its not that easy for me ; erin #the war is a part of me ; jay #i am clearly a middle child ; trevor #that is captain to you ; liv #i do what i have to ; sam #they think i'm weird ; margot #only freaking superheroes ; amy #death before dishonor ; conrad #surgeons don't make promises ; mina #they do see me ; wilder #i can be it all ; gaby #meant to be a mother ; kathy #this is who i am ; nat #tiny but fierce ; tina #just like fine wine ; tanya #this is a lucy lesson ; lucy #more complicated than people think ; hailey #trust fund baby ; wesley #everything is a test ; tim

[cellythefloshie]

10, 14, & 17 for fic asks!

- @comphy-and-cozy

✍️ more fic writer asks!

10. what is the longest amount of time you've let a draft rest before you finished it?

I think it's a year (Happy Birthday for the Road Wife series), though there may be more. I have so many documents it's easy for me to keep track of when I created something haha.

14. where do you get your inspiration?

Everywhere? It'll just hit me while listening to music/watching tv/working/just walking around. Then I have to rush to get it down before I lose the idea haha 90% of my WIPs are just fully planned one-shots that I just thought of randomly.

17. talk about your writing and editing process

This is very detailed, so I will be putting it under the read more.

It never used to be much of a process, but the longer I spend my time here, the more I refine it. It started with the idea, and I try to get that into a document as soon as I can so it doesn't elude me. This often resembles a synopsis of a book ad will include the main characters and the general plotline.

This is what my summary for Just Me & You:

During the summer, and both of them would be back in Calgary for a mutual friend's wedding, both are on the bridal party and both in relationships themselves. Forced to get along the best they can - Adam is forced to watch Charlie with her cocky trust-fund baby boyfriend - and he doesn't like Adam either and makes it clear when Adam and Charlie start falling into old routines of their inside jokes and too-close-to-just-be-friends behavior.

Wesley - Charlie’s Boyfriend - FC: Ben Barnes

Groom: Dillon Heatherington

Bride: Daphne - A childhood friend of Charlie and Adam - introduced her to Dillon when they were both playing for Swift Current - FC: Sophie Turner

Then, it goes into the chapter planning process. Which is very detailed. I determine the events of each chapter and outline everything right down to the dialogue with bullet points. Again, Just Me & You Chapter 2 for example:

And then I write out the scene:

-when she’s fitted in her dress Charlotte sneaks out onto the porch for some air

-her thoughts are in turmoil as she tries to cope with the conversation she had with Wesley

-she’s out on the porch when Danica pushes out the from door, the screen door slamming behind her as she moves for the rental

-she’s visibility upset and Charlotte moves to call out to her but Adam is moving out the door behind her with her bags in her hand

-Charlotte watches as he puts her bag in the trunk and moves to the driver's side to speak with her through the window 

-she can’t hear what is said but soon Adam is walking back to the porch and Danica is leaving down the driveway

-“hey,” Charlotte greets him, voice soft, “is everything okay?”

-“yeah, everything’s good, better now actually,”

-“Oh?” Charlotte can’t help but be curious, “when will she be back?”

-“she won’t be,” Adam hums and leans against the railing of the porch

-he’s looking over her shamelessly at the sight of her in her dress

-“I’m sorry,” Charlotte hums, trying to sound sincere, “I am, Adam really.”

-“The only thing you have to be sorry for Charlie, is looking as good as you do in that dress.”

-Adam then leaves her on the porch and she’s left in shock

Choking back a sob, Charlotte left the den behind her. She moved swiftly through the summer home, her head down to keep anyone from seeing the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. She didn’t run back to the living room that had become the bridesmaid’s workshop for the afternoon, and she didn’t run up to the bedroom. Instead, she moved for the front door and out onto the porch where she was met with the comforts of the warm summer breeze, and the faint floral smell that cloaked the air. It was a scent of comfort, one from her childhood laced with the memories of times that were so much simpler, and in an instant, it brought her peace. 

It was a peace that was interrupted by harsh words spoken out on the front lawn. Charlotte couldn’t quite hear them, but the tone had he looked up from the white wood beneath her bare feet and out over the land. Not too far from the porch, her eyes fell on Adam, who stood half-dressed in his tux that he would be wearing tomorrow. Something had interrupted his fitting, leaving his button-down splayed open, his chest on full display, and his belt loose around his hips. The subject of his tone, she didn’t know. They were on the other end of the phone call, his phone pressed firm to his ear as he paced back and forth in the grass. 

Maybe it was wrong for her to stay there, lingering, trying to listen to the frustrated words that spilled from his lips - but curiosity was a cruel thing and she needed a good distraction and so she indulged herself in the broken conversation. 

“-I told you not to call me anymore.”

She watched as Adam took a heavy breath, his hands coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. 

“-That's just it Danica-”

Charlotte stepped a little closer to the edge of the porch, her elbows coming to rest against the rails as she quickly became all too invested in the conversation at hand. Her own relationship wasn’t perfect, and it was the very reason she too had gone out to the porch, but for a moment she could forget about that and indulge herself in Adam’s own drama - and selfishly, she couldn’t help but wonder if he really was single. 

“-no, no, don’t fly out here. We’re done, we’ve been done. It’s time for you to move on.”

Then, as quickly as she had stumbled on him, the conversation was over and Adam was slipping his phone back into his pocket and moving back towards the house. It had only taken him a few strides for him to notice her standing there, and it left Charlotte’s skin red hot - she had been eavesdropping, she didn’t want him to know that. Yet, she made no attempt at making excuses. Instead, she showed her concern. 

“Hey,” she swallowed hard, “is everything okay?

“Yeah, everything’s better now, actually.” Adam’s voice was soft as he took the porch steps in two casual strides. 

“Oh?” Charlotte hummed out and was met with only silence and for a moment she was sure Adam was going to go straight back inside, but instead she leaned up against one of the tall pillars of the porch, and crossed his arms firmly over his chest. Charlotte didn’t dare look at him as he stood there, knowing that her eyes were still under threat of tears she didn’t want him to see - but it didn’t stop Adam from staring. She could feel his gaze as it moved over the angles of her body, taking in the sight of her gown as it hung off the body he had once had the pleasure of getting to know better than almost everyone. It was a feeling that sent a shiver up the length of her spine. It was one not caused by the breeze but she played it off as such as she brought a hand up to run a hand over her arms which were now prickled with goosebumps. 

“You got everything sorted out, then?” She managed to speak again, her head cocking to the side casually as she finally let herself look up at Adam. 

“How much of it did you hear?” Adam half groaned, but his smile grew as he looked down at her. 

“Oh, I ah- It’s time for you to move on,” she admitted slowly her tone teasing as she mimicked the firm tone he had used. It earned a low laugh, his head shaking and sending his sandy brown hair into his eyes. “I’m sorry. I am Adam, really. I came out to get some air and I just kind of walked into it.”

Adam’s smile didn’t waiver as he stepped in close, his hand brushing over the curve of her back as he leaned in just enough to mutter against the shell of her ear, “The only thing you have to be sorry for Charlie, is looking as good as you do in that dress.”

Whether it was the heat of his words against her flesh, or the words themselves, Charlotte was left at a loss for words as Adam straightened up. She could meet his eyes as he pulled away, her dark gaze lost on the lawn in front of her as his words seemed to echo in his mind. She wanted to bite at him, to tell him that he shouldn’t say such a thing, but even if she could manage anything more than an uneven breath Adam didn’t give her the opportunity to. With his words, he had disappeared through the screen door leaving nothing more than the hollow sound of its closing in his wake. The sound was quick to fade, only to be replaced by the pounding of her pulse in her ears. Charlotte’s mind was quickly lost on how even after Adam was gone the touch of his hand against her back lingered and she near trembled at how his words had rocked her straight through to her core with a shock she did not know if she was going to be able to recover from. 

Finally, I throw it into a Tumblr post and use Prowriting Aid and Grammary to edit. They aren't perfect, but it's hard to find a good/reliable beta.

#celly answers

[eternalsweetener]

━ introduction + muses & fandoms.

hey y'all! i'm dylan, a 23 year old from miami (EST) who's been itching to get back into roleplaying. i'll be roleplaying on discord (both fandom and fandomless) and there's only a few things i wanna put out there before we start plotting!

one: i will only write with other writers who are at least twenty years old. two: the length of replies doesn't really matter to me, and i'm happy to match whatever you're comfortable with/used to as long as the writing is good and proper grammar is used. three: i'm perfectly fine with writing smut, i just don't want the entire roleplay to revolve around it. generally, i'm looking for fleshed out, long term plots with plenty of drama, romance, angst, etc. four: i typically write males more, but i can and will write females as well! five: i don't have any triggers, so please let me know yours as we plot!

like i said, i'm looking to roleplay with both fandom and fandomless/original characters, so i'm gonna list the muses that i have so far, as well as the fandoms/pairings that i'm looking to roleplay, under the cut! i'll also add a few plot ideas that i like, but i'm pretty much open to anything, so please throw your ideas at me in messages!

━ meet my muses.

VINNIE CATTANEO. fc: lorenzo zurzolo. 20-23. your typical jaded, brooding, angsty boy. proud stoner, not so proud dealer. guitarist. journals often. "i hate everyone but you" vibes.

WESLEY NEWMAN. fc: tom welling. 23-27. firefighter. textbook himbo. pathological people pleaser. dedicated cat dad. heart over head. shameless simp. always laughing.

CADE BAUER. fc: drew starkey. 21-24. hockey player. unapologetic fuckboy. asshole tendencies. ego the size of texas. redeemable qualities if you squint hard enough.

CHANDLER NORWOOD. fc: greta onieogou. 24-28. law school student. old money. obessive overachiever. occasional snarky streak. slightly uptight. great listener.

DAMIAN PARK. fc: charles melton. 25-29. veterinarian. soft-spoken. legal guardian of two younger siblings. dad joke maker. loves to bake. chronic overthinker. quiet, stoic type.

NATALIA BURNS. fc: dianna agron. 20-23. fashion model. party girl. self aware slut. chronic commitment issues. never without lip gloss. dramatic. hot mess. loves to dance.

SETH AMBROSE. fc: josh hutcherson. 20-22. bus boy. skateboarder. spends too much time on the computer. introvert. nervous rambler. never misses a day of wordle.

LEVI WESTBROOK. fc: callum turner. 27-32. history teacher. freelance writer. always at the beach. loves a good turtleneck. hopeless romantic. lowkey clean freak.

VERONICA "RONNIE" HARGROVE. fc: chandler kinney. 22-26. personal trainer. tomboy. always thrifting. halloween lover. earbuds always in. former track & field runner.

MANNY CONTRERAS. fc: benjamin wadsworth. 21-24. boxer. party animal. chaotic. bruised knuckles. runs on impulse. joking most of the time. biker.

LOUIS GRANT. fc: chris briney. 20-22. lost in life. witty. middle child. sensitive heart. probably on a yacht somewhere. old soul. coffee drinker.

JESSE AIKMAN fc: chris wood. 22-27. resturant owner. raised on a ranch. paints occasionally. total sweetheart. wears cowboy boots unironically.

SEBASTIAN BARCLAY. fc: alex fitzalan. 20-24. trust fund baby. former valedictorian. overdresser. cocky little shit. gift giver. always at fancy events.

KAT KENNEDY. fc: sophia bush. 20-24. baker, lover girl. optimistic. very social. sweet over salty. shopaholic. runs a secret food blog. pop music fan.

━ fandoms.

disclaimer: the bold indicates which character i would rather use, though i won't refuse to play the other, and if there isn't any bold, i don't have a preference. the fandoms listed with "oc x oc" are universes that i think would be interesting to plot in/around using original characters! also, characters that are underage will, of course, be aged up!

glee: quinn/puck, rachel/puck, santana/quinn, finn/rachel, finn/quinn, quinn/rachel, sam/quinn, oc x canon

one tree hill: brooke/lucas, brooke/nathan, oc x canon

outer banks: jj/kiara, jj/sarah, rafe/kiara, oc x oc

euphoria: lexi/fez, oc x canon, oc x oc

stranger things: max/lucas, max/mike

harry potter: ron/hermione, oc x oc

gossip girl, vampire diaries, shameless, the summer i turned pretty, pretty little liars: oc x oc

━ plots.

disclaimer: these are just a few tropes/plots i enjoy. like i said, i'm not at all picky about plotting, so don't be scared to throw whatever ideas you have at me, because chances are that i'll agree and add on!

friends with benefits, enemies to lovers, exes with benefits, rivals to lovers, exes to lovers, (toxic) situationships, bestfriends brother, brothers bestfriend, opposites attract, bad boy/girl x good boy/girl, slowburn, secret/forbidden romance, fake dating, cheating trope, enemies/frenemies with benefits, one night stand, forced proximity

a plot inspired by the summer i turned pretty, in which both muses have been vacationing to the same place every summer for years

our muses know eachother because one of them is bestfriends with the other's boyfriend/girlfriend, and they end up hooking up one night

any plot inspired by a song (open to suggestions!)

two exes who are absolutely crazy over each other and probably shouldn't be together, who always find their way back after all the fights, breakups, etc

one muse starts hooking up/hanging out with the other, but they have to sneak around because their dad coaches the rival team that the other muse is the star player of

#pinned post #about me #wanted plots

[wesleyss]

tyler lawrence gray + he/him + cis male – have you seen wesley ‘wes’ lafleur around los angeles? the twenty two year old is usually jamming to hysteria by muse. word around the city is that they’re adventurous, yet, they can also be reckless, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently an influencer, model and trust fund baby and are typically seen walking the streets of los angeles with a joint tucked behind his ear. when i think of them, i think of saying ‘fuck it’ before making the stupidest decisions known to man, tired hazel eyes rimmed with smudged black eyeliner as he does the walk of shame at 5 am, snorting lines off his cellphone as his agent urgently calls him. let’s hope the city treats them good!

subplot #3

muse d and muse e have been best friends, ride or dies, the ultimate friendship goals since they met in their freshman year of high school, instantly clicking right off the bat. sleepovers, vacations together, stories and posts of one another, it seemed like the bond these two had was absolutely unbreakable, envied rich kids by most people and a relationship you only find once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky. that all drastically changed one day when muse e’s mother and father file for a divorce without further explanation, only for a few days later, the news that muse d had slept with both muse e’s parents manages to surface through an anonymous blog, which resulted in the divorce of muse e’s parents. the bond they once had shatters, and despite muse d’s consistent apologies and explanations that what happened wasn’t only on them, that they were roped into it all, well, muse e refuses to believe that their parents are guilty in this, even if they may or may not know that they are. muse e’s family is now destroyed thanks to muse d, and aside from losing their family, they also lost their best friend in the process. will muse d and muse e ever manage to get through this? or has this ended their lifelong friendship for good? muse d - taken by wesley lafleur ( tyler lawrence gray fc ) muse e - open

basic stats ;

⟶ full name: wesley frederique lafleur kapone ⟶ nicknames: usually just goes by wesley or wes ⟶ three things he likes: people who smell good and have general good hygiene, profiteroles, making fun of people from reality tv shows ⟶ three things he dislikes: dirty fingernails, being alone with his thoughts, instigators ⟶ gender: cis male   ⟶ height: 5 ‘ 10 ⟶ age: 22 ⟶ birthday: august 18, 2001 ⟶ zodiac: leo sun, aries moon, capricorn ascendant   ⟶ right handed or left handed: left handed   ⟶ eye color: emerald green, looks light hazel depending on the lighting ⟶ hair color: light brown ⟶ piercings and tattoos: a cartilage piercing on his left ear, usually covered by his hair, earlobe piercing on that same ear, no tattoos ⟶ languages spoken: french ( native tongue ) and english   ⟶ sexuality / romantic orientation: homosexual / homoromantic ⟶ place of birth: marseille, france ⟶ last five songs listened to: trust in you by the offspring, if i’m james dean, you’re audrey hepburn by sleeping with sirens, shadow moses by bring me the horizon, i’m not okay ( i promise ) by my chemical romance, faint by linkin park ⟶ five aesthetics: black nail polish and golden rings, the loud banging of the drums at ungodly hours, a flirtatious smile, turning up your music loud emo music to drown out your heavy thoughts, smudged eyeliner and dilated pupils after a crazy night ⟶ character inspo: harlan briggs from wolf pack, ian gallagher from shameless, patrick blanco from elite

background story ;

✘ wesley was born in the french city marseille to french parents lisa kapone and alain lafleur, five minutes after his twin sister ( wanted connection ). his father was heir of lafleur lounges ( basically hotel resorts and lounges similar to a french version of hilton hotels ), while his mother was miss france in 1999 and a well known fashion designer ( the vera wang of europe, if you must ). him and his sister were born into a lot of money, practically a golden spoon in his mouth, spoiled to the core. anything he wanted, he received, and shortly after the twins were born, his parents got married, basically those parents that are head over heels for each other, an envy worthy love story with golden twins  –  they were the it family in europe, that rich, opulent family in the public eye that everyone wanted to know

✘ his childhood was anyone’s wet dream. he was rich, he was spoiled, and his parents loved him more than anything in this world, that much was evident, and for the first few years of his life, wesley was a happy kid. around the time he actually began school however, it was clear that something was off

✘ he couldn’t read as well as the other kids. in fact, he had a problem with reading in general. he was also a very hyperactive kid with an inability to sit still, did things impulsively without much thought. his teachers labeled him as the kid who didn’t want to pay attention or didn’t care, and this is all anyone ever saw from him. he didn’t know why everyone understood things, and he just… didn’t. this made wesley feel like he was stupid compared to his classmates, which, just resulted in him acting out even more

✘ the following years are uneventful. it’s mostly him, his sister and his mother, or him, his sister and his nanny whenever his mother couldn’t be around, considering her job. his father however, is barely present. by the time wesley is nine is when he unintentionally catches his father cheating through listening in on a phone call. not sure what to do with this information, he doesn’t know if he should tell his mother or not. really, he doesn’t have to decide, because soon enough, his mother catches his father in the act and it just turns into a huge argument

✘ that happy, perfect family they once were is no longer there. his mother forgives his father, but things are never the same again. wesley didn’t understand why she forgave him for what he did, but really, it was just for the appearance, for the sake of keeping the family together and, because she had too much to lose. by the time he’s ten, they move to the states in an attempt to patch things up, but it only gets worse from that point on

✘ wesley’s father is never around, and, as a way to cope, his mother turns into one of those wine moms that spends her days day drinking with her group of friends and taking valium and xanax, quitting fashion altogether and living off the fortune they’ve already created. it’s like his mother is there, but it’s like she’s also not really there. wesley’s form of coping is through music, mostly the drums

✘ school in a new country, where he doesn’t speak the language, is incredibly hard for him. he couldn’t read well in french, so learning to read in english was just hell for him. learning to speak english was also proven to be difficult. there were days where he would cry in the middle of class and out of all the kids in the class, only one of them wouldn’t laugh at him. it was evident that there was an underlying issue, and thankfully, this time around, wesley had a teacher that actually did care about his well being

✘ several check ups and tests later, and wesley is diagnosed with dyslexia and adhd. suddenly, things make a ton of sense for him. he understood why he struggled so much in school, and while he hated this diagnosis, it felt relieving to know why he had such a difficult time with things kids his age picked up on. with a personal tutor just for him and being put in a special ed class, he began understanding things a lot more, finally dealing with teachers who taught him the way he needed to be taught

✘ while it took him longer than most kids to catch up on things, it felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders whenever he had a breakthrough. things begin looking up for him at school, but at home, everything just seems to worsen. wesley learns to take care of himself, as his mother grows more and more detached from his life. in a mansion filled with fast cars, work staff and anything anyone could ever dream of, wesley has never felt more alone

✘ ! tws for suicide, drug abuse, self mutilation and hospitalization ! things take a toll for the worst by the time he’s twelve. one day, when he comes back from school, his sister is at a friends house, so he does his usual routine but his mother never comes out of her room, clearly drunk to ask him how his day was. when entering her room, he notices she’s sound asleep, or at least, this is what he thinks. fast forward a good five hours and wesley decides to try and wake her up. finding her unresponsive, he immediately calls 911, only to learn that his mother passed away from a successful suicide attempt, a mixture of pills enough to put a horse to sleep, according to doctors. with the amount of pills and alcohol that she mixed together, her body just couldn’t take it. obviously, wesley’s father, and his sister, rush back home, the first time he’s seen his father in over three weeks. they just mourn together. that day, wesley was never really the same person again

✘ the day of her funeral, right after, wesley finds himself in the bathroom, angry with himself. why didn’t he walk in sooner? why did it take him so long to realize? why is it all his fault? his thoughts consume him, one thing leads to another, and he finds himself punching the bathroom mirror, over, and over, and over again. to not get too into detail, his father hears him having a break down, walks in, and immediately calls the police on wesley when he see’s the condition his hand is left in. this is the first, and thankfully the last time he was ever hospitalized. he was involuntarily admitted for five days ! end of tws !

✘ unfortunately, his father views this as an act of disobedience and impulsiveness. while he had diagnosed adhd, his mother never wanted to put him on adderall or any other medicine used to treat adhd. his father however, immediately sends him to a psychiatrist and gets him prescribed for the first time ever. adderall, 30 milligrams, which yes, does help him concentrate, but really fucks with his appetite and essentially, makes him feel like a zombie. simply put, wesley doesn’t feel like himself whenever he takes this

✘ when his teenage years come around, as a way to cope, he begins trying just about everything, from narcotics, to alcohol, to first times, you get the idea. he’s quick to realize that he can pull a lot male attention, and he uses that to his advantage. getting high helps him forget that one, he has dyslexia and adhd, and two, it helps him feel like he’s not just that kid. smoking weed calms him down and keeps him steady, and soon enough, he realizes that having an adderall prescription is a huge advantage. despite the fact that he doesn’t need the money, he begins flipping his script, selling to his classmates. he likes the attention it gives him, ever the attention whore, this is also when he starts building his social media platform

✘ it’s funny how easily it comes to him. he posts pictures on instagram and immediately starts gaining attention because of his looks and his last name. this, during the years, opens doors for him. it starts off with modeling gigs, then sponsorships, then a few commercials, until eventually, he’s getting by on his looks. wesley uses this to his advantage completely, because while he knows he isn’t intelligent, one thing he can count on is looking hot 

✘ his coping mechanism becomes narcissism and narcotics, or ‘nn’ as he calls it. it’s just so easy to act like he’s better than everyone else when he couldn’t hate himself more, despite the countless thirsty comments on his posts, those people just don’t know him. he manages to make a name for himself in the industry, leaving his past behind him, keeping his dyslexia a secret and avoiding college once high school is over but… it can really only be so long before it all catches up to him

headcanons ;

✘ wesley tends to bury up his childhood traumas. from his cheating father, to his mothers death, to the time he got hospitalized  –  he keeps this side of himself hidden. in a way, he wants people to believe that he’s perfect in every sense of the word, when he’s actually a crippling mess. that’s why his hair is so big and curly, because it’s full of secrets

✘ he hasn’t taken his adderall prescription in over two years already and he never wants to take it again. it just makes him feel like a damn zombie, he genuinely hates the way that it makes him feel. he also doesn’t sell his prescription anymore, he definitely left that behind in high school

✘ he blames himself for his mother’s death. it’s honestly one of his biggest regrets and childhood trauma’s, knowing that if maybe he had realized sooner, something could have been done. he replays that image over and over again in his head and he hates it, it’s something that genuinely scarred him

✘ he’s like… a whore. anything to get his mind off shit. he loves attention, whether it be negative or positive. maybe it’s the attention he lacked growing up, but he just wants to feel valid in whatever way possible

✘ he went to a special ed class for all of middle school, but began normal classes his freshman year, at another school, with a personal tutor after class, which is where he met his ( ex ) best friend, aka muse e. he feels awful for what happened, deeply regrets it, and isn't even sure why he slept with the mother, considering the fact he isn't physically or romantically attracted to females at all. he just liked the attention from both of them, he just wanted to feel validated... go to therapy but okay

✘ wesley never went to college and has no intentions of ever doing so. to him, high school was enough. truth be told, he can read and he’s certainly gotten better, he just has a harder time than the average person. like, learning english was definitely hell for him. aside from not wanting to further his education, he also has no real reason to. he was born into a rich family and is now a public figure, he really doesn’t need a degree, as money has never been an issue for him

✘ his hobbies ( or job description ) consists of playing the drums, modeling, posting pictures, he’s really just living his best life. he has a youtube account in which he posts drum covers ( literally think like matt mcguire and tobines on youtube ). he’s a good drummer, takes it as a stress reliever, just banging on shit if he’s had a rough day

✘ he has a scar across his knuckles from where he punched the mirror repeatedly that day after his mother’s funeral, but tells people it’s from a fight he got into ages ago, shows off about it and all, but if people really only knew the truth – he’s very much there’s more than meets the eye

✘ he just wants to be loved secretly, but a part of him feels like he’s not worthy of shit, so meaningless sex, flings, and drugs it is. he finds it so much easier to detach himself, loves to party and have a good time, will go to three different parties in one night and won't be back home until the morning

✘ he really enjoys working out. it keeps his mind occupied, he likes the idea of having a nice body. kind of overly obsessed with his looks as well, because secretly, he kind of feels like him being attractive is the only thing he has going for him, hence the influencer status

✘ wesley hates when people want to make him feel stupid. he’s been in the public eye for a while and judged for ages by people he doesn’t even know, so at this point, he has his own way of dealing with trolls and people criticizing him. it takes a lot to make him mad, as he usually takes criticism and people being mean to him as a joke, definitely the type to laugh if he’s being made fun of because he couldn’t care less, so when he does get mad… it’s serious, and a way to make him mad is by making him feel dumb

✘ makes a bunch of really dumb tweets. his entire twitter is just a meme at this point

✘ he can be a jerk for a lot of things, but he definitely takes things like mental illness really seriously, especially after what happened to his mother. it's all fun and jokes, but the second someone is sad, watch him suddenly be like 'are you okay? do you need something?'

✘ he has a pet bunny he named money bunny, he impulsively bought him after getting stoned out of his mind and named him equally as stoned. he loves this bunny with his entire life, definitely his emotional support animal

✘ constantly paints his nails black, doesn’t like any other color, will wear black eyeliner when going out to parties, honestly believes that clothes shouldn’t have a gender, just does whatever he wants

✘ he really loves music that can be considered emo. bands like sleeping with sirens, asking alexandria, my chemical romance, falling in reverse, etc, have gotten him through some really hard times. definitely an emo boy at heart, even if he doesn’t give off the ‘vibe’. essentially though, he listens to everything. if he likes the sound, he’ll listen to it

✘ huge leo energy. you will feel his presence as soon as he walks into a room. loves and hates himself at the same time and has very big goofy vibes. he’s a super fun time to be around, he rarely takes shit seriously and it’s comical

✘ he has freckles all over his face but is actually pretty insecure about this. anytime he’s about to do a photoshoot, he asks the make up artist to cover up his freckles. he doesn’t like them, at all

✘ his next mental breakdown is long overdue, but lets see how long he’s ‘okay’ for. sociopath energy, he will break down crying and then look in the mirror and pose with tears running down his cheeks… like okay psycho

wanted connections ;

i bet i can’t remember you… no, i actually really can’t remember you: this is a messy connection, but give me a guy he drunkenly gave a blowjob to at a party and genuinely cannot recall doing it. your muse probably remembers it but wesley? watch him go damn that’s crazy… who are you again?

work out time: gym buddies! these two met at the gym, could have become friends through working out!

why are we friends? look at the shoes you’re wearing: very very unlikely friends, friends who have no idea how they even ended up becoming friends, but are friends anyways, watch him tell this unfortunate soul all his gay adventures

you’re the most irritating person i’ve ever met: someone who genuinely can’t stand him whatsoever. at all. not even a little bit. it’s very easy to hate him because he’s the worst so i don’t even blame this person

i hate that i don’t hate you: an unrequited crush. an unfortunate soul who likes him but he’s just the worst. he’s also the stupidest person ever, so he would be completely oblivious to this crush as well

let’s talk shit about everyone in the room: besties who trash talk everyone, no one is free from the mouth of these two. watch someone walk in with sweats and get roasted for absolutely no reason at all

or, we can brainstorm!

birthchart ;

#california.intro #suicide tw #learning disability (dyslexia) tw #drug abuse tw #hospitals tw #self mutilation tw #trauma tw #lmk if i am missing one pls asdfghjkl #ohhh #flashing gif tw

[lovecolibri]

So I was watching The Rookie the other night and it was an episode that started with Angela talking to Wesley about how his mom kept calling to discuss how she wanted to set up a trust fund for the baby. Angela is understandably confused on why it's a big deal as she grew up poor so having money should always be great right? and why does it need to be an issue?

Then she gets assigned to a case about a judges son who was kidnapped for ransom leading to a scene of Wesley telling her this is one of the issues that can come up for families with money. The case gets closed, and the son had kidnapped himself to get money from his parents and then ACTUALLY got kidnapped for more money after his parents paid the first ransom so quickly. This leads to another short scene of Angela and Wesley at home and Angela telling him she's going to call his mom and start working out how they want to structure the trust fund.

All of this just really hit hard about what seems to be missing from 911 especially this season and especially in relationship to the emergencies and our mains not having true communication scenes. Because 911 used to do this! They used to have the emergencies be a thing that triggered a heart-to-heart talk between other characters so we the audience know what is going on in the character's heads. Aside from the thing with Lev and now Wendall's death and maybe a scene or two played off as a joke, not many of the emergencies have had any barring on the main characters OR lead to any deep discussions/conversations between our characters. It's like they are so busy making sure they can fill out time in the episode (something KR keeps mentioning she struggles with which is why things feel like filler every week, because it IS), work the title of the episode into every emergency, and have a funny quip or pun to tell the 911 operator, that they have lost what the point of the emergencies IS. The point is to lead our main characters to talk to each other and push their arcs forward! And they aren't doing that, especially this season. Which leaves each episode feeling not just like pointless filler, but also...hollow. And for a show that used to have SUCH heart and depth, it's incredibly saddening and disappointing.

#911 #the rookie #like don't get me wrong the rookie isn't perfect #but watching it right now is really throwing into focus what 911 has lost by switching showrunners #and leaving someone in charge who keeps bringing up that she has a hard time filling out episodes #and then everyone makes shocked pikachu faces when the audience complains that it feels like filler and something is missing #ma'am the call is coming from inside the house #tim!! #come get your show tim!

[beansonbread2]

BEANSONBREAD AWARDS 2023 - BEST SONG

AWARD NO.5 - BEST SONG OF 2023

PAST WINNERS

2022 > Jockstrap 'Concrete Over Water' (see full list HERE)

2021 > Self Esteem ‘Prioritise Pleasure’ (see full list HERE)

2020 > Jockstrap ‘Acid’ (see full list HERE)

2019 > Weyes Blood ‘Andromeda’ (see full list HERE)

2018 >Let’s Eat Grandma ‘It’s Not Just Me’ (see full list HERE)

2017 > Richard Dawson ‘Ogre’ (see full list HERE)

2016 > Solange ‘Cranes In the Sky’ (see full list HERE)

2015 > Kendrick Lamar ‘The Blacker The Berry’ (see full list HERE)

2014 > FKA Twigs ‘Two Weeks’ (see full list HERE)

2013 > Oliver Wilde ‘Perrett’s Brook’ (see full list HERE)

2010 > Untold ‘Stop What You’re Doing (James Blake Remix) (see full list HERE)

2009 > Joker - ‘Digidesign’ (see full list HERE)

2008 > Lil’ Wayne - ‘A Milli’ (see full list HERE)

2007 > Panda Bear - ‘Bros’ (see full list HERE)

2006 > Hot Chip - ‘Over And Over’ (see full list HERE)

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RULES - A maximum of THREE tracks from any one artist. Songs can be tied in the same position.

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THE RUNNERS UP (in alphabetical order)

100 Gecs ‘Hollywood Baby’

Alabaster DePlume ‘Did You Know’

Animal Collective ‘Soul Capturer’ / ‘Defeat’

Aphex Twin ‘Blackbox Life Recorder 21f’

Avey Tare ‘The Musical’

Bar Italia ‘Nurse!’ / ‘My Little Tony’  

Bas Jan ‘No More Swamp’

BC Camplight ‘The Last Rotation Of Earth’

Beabadoobee & Clairo ‘Glue Song’

Beck & Phoenix ‘Odyssey’

Benjamin Spike Saunders ‘I Can’t Impress You’

Big Thief ‘Vampire Empire’

Biig Piig ‘In The Dark’

Blur ‘The Narcissist’

Danny Brown ‘Tantor’ / ‘Jenn’s Terrific Vacation’

Das Koolies ‘Pain Down The Drain’

Dean Blunt & TYSON ‘Rinsed’

Divorce ‘Scratch Your Metal’

Django Django ‘Don’t Touch That Dial’ / ‘Black Cadillac’

Dorian Electra ‘Puppet’

English Teacher ‘The World’s Biggest Paving Slab’

Feist ‘Borrow Trouble’

Felicita ‘Spalarkle (Alys)'

Firestations ‘Undercover’

Hannah Diamond ‘Affirmations’ / ‘Twisted’

H. Hawkline ‘Plastic Man’

Janelle Monae, Seun Kuti, Egypt 80 ‘Float’

Jessy Lanza ‘Limbo’

Jockstrap ‘Sexy 2’

John Cale ‘Noise Of You’

JPEGMAFIA & Danny Brown ‘Scaring The Hoes’ / ‘Lean Beef Patty’

Kara Jackson ‘Dickhead Blues’

Katy J Pearson ‘Willow’s Song’

Kelela ‘Contact’

King Krule ‘Seaforth’

The Lemon Twigs ‘Any Time of Day’

Lil Yachty ‘Drive Me Crazy!’

Liz Lawrence & Steve Mason ‘I Was There’

Magdalena Bay ‘Top Dog’

Martha Ffion ‘The Wringer’

MAY ‘Phone Me’

Memotone ‘Door To The Sky’

MGMT ‘Bubblegum Dog’ / ‘Mother Nature’

Minor Conflict ‘Second-Hand Time / ‘Living Statue’

Mitski ‘Bug Like An Angel’

Mun Sing ‘Waiting In The Car’

Nadine Shah ‘Topless Mother’

Nourished By Time ‘Daddy’ / ‘The Fields’

Oneohtrix Point Never ‘On An Axis’

One True Pairing ‘Frozen Food Centre’

Overmono ‘Good Lies’

Panda Bear, Sonic Boom, Adrian Sherwood ‘Whirlpool Dub’

Patten ‘Walk With U’

Pinkpantheress & Ice Spice ‘Boy’s A Liar Pt.2’

Pozi ‘Failing’ / ‘Pest Control’

Quade ‘Streching Out’

Roisin Murphy 'CooCool'

Rozi Plain ‘Complicated’ / ‘Painted The Room’

Seamus Fogarty ‘They Recognised Him’

Shabazz Palaces ‘Binoculars’

Sierra Manhattan ‘Smartphones’

Slauson Malone 1 ‘New Joy��

Sleaford Mods ‘UK Grim’ / ‘Force 10 From Navarone’

The Smile ‘Wall Of Eyes’

Squid ‘Siphon Song’ / ‘Undergrowth’

Steve Mason ‘The People Say’

Tapeworms ‘IRL’

Terry ‘Gold Duck’

Tirzah ‘No Limit’

Trust Fund ‘London’

Vagabon ‘Carpenter’

Warmduscher ‘Love Strong’

Weird Wave ‘Unrecognise!’

Wesley Gonzalez ‘Dress Rehearsal’ / ‘When I Rot’

Yaeji ‘For Granted’ / ‘Done (Let’s Get It)’

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THE TOP 25 SONGS OF 2023

25. Bjork & Rosalia ‘Oral’

24. MF Tomlinson ‘We Are Still Wild Horses’

23. Fever Ray ‘Even It Out’

22. Dorian Electra ‘Freak Mode’

21. Nourished By Time ‘Shed The Fear’

20. ANOHNI & The Johnsons ‘It Must Change’

19. Young Fathers ‘Rice’

18. Kwes, Sampha, Tirzah ‘Open Up’

17. Max Tundra ‘Lights 2023’

16. Squid ‘Undergrowth’

15. Tara Clerkin Trio ‘Marble Walls’

14. Rozi Plain ‘Help’

13. The Lemon Twigs ‘When Winter Comes Around’ / ‘Corner Of My Eye’

12. Animal Collective ‘Gem & I’

11. Max Tundra ‘This Woman’s Work’

10. Water From Your Eyes ‘Barley’

9. Django Django & Self Esteem ‘Complete Me’

8. JPEGMAFIA & Danny Brown ‘Burfict!’

7. Bill Ryder-Jones ‘This Can’t Go On’

6. Squid ‘Swing (In A Dream)’

5. Tara Clerkin Trio ‘The Turning Ground’

4. Lana Del Rey ‘A&W’

3. Steve Mason ‘Brixton Fish Fry’

2. Caroline Polachek ‘Dang’

1. Oneohtrix Point Never ‘A Barely Lit Path’

#list #awards #2023 awards

[starfleetimagines]

Mobile Masterlist

I figured it might be easier for my readers to find my previous imagines if I make a mobile masterlist that I update at the same time as I update my desktop one. So here it is! I’ll add to it when I post new imagines, so it should always be up to date. Some imagines are listed in multiple series if the character is found in both - like Q or Pike, for example.

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Alternate Original Series/The Original Series:

Being Leonard “Bones” McCoy’s younger sister would include…

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - “Have you lost your damn mind?!”

Being Jim Kirk’s twin would include…

Jim Kirk - “I can’t explain right now, but I need you to trust me.”

Jim Kirk - “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - “I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - “Were you ever going to tell me?”

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - mismatched uniforms

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - you get hurt

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - medical anxiety

Montgomery “Scotty” Scott- “That’s a promise.”

Leonard “Bones” McCoy- flirting in sickbay

Pavel Chekov - Period Cuddles

Pavel Chekov - Moving Forward

Jim Kirk - Family

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - Shore Leave

Montgomery “Scotty” Scott - Open Waters

Dating Leonard “Bones” McCoy Would Include…

Being Pavel Chekov’s Betazoid Wife Would Include…

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - Study Date

Spock and Uhura’s Wedding Would Include…

Leonard “Bones” McCoy - Dance Practice

Pavel Chekov - Set Up

The Enterprise Crew Finding Out You’re Bisexual Would Include…

Montgomery “Scotty” Scott x Jayla - Graduation

Spock and Uhura Having A Baby Would Include...

Spock - “To say that was unexpected is an understatement.”

Spock - Fireplace

Deep Space Nine:

Julian Bashir - “Cuddle me.”

Julian Bashir - “It’s almost midnight.”

Julian Bashir - “Just kiss me.”

Odo - “Are you hurt?”

Julain Bashir - “Please hold me.”

Benjamin Sisko - “How do you cope?”

Garak - “I’ll keep you warm.”

Dukat - you get hurt trying to defend him

Odo - you’re his adopted child

Miles x Keiko x Reader - Sunflowers

Julian Bashir - Insecurities

Enemies To Lovers With Odo Would Include…

Garak - Pregnant

Garak - Lulled To Sleep

Quark (platonic) - Marital Advice

Garak - “So, you like me?”

Garak - Rescue Party

Julian Bashir - Growing Family

Garak - Presents

Ezri Dax x Julian Bashir - Moving In

Julian Bashir (platonic) - Worries

Kira Nerys - Stress

Kira x Dax - Pride Month

Weyoun - “I don’t understand.”

Nog x Jake - Pleasure

Weyoun - “You’re the only one for me.” [NSFW]

Weyoun - “Please wake up.”

Enemies to Lovers With Kira Nerys Would Include...

Weyoun 6 Living on the Station Would Include...

Worf x Jadzia - “I love us.”

Weyoun - “Why did you take that shot for me?”

Cuddling With Weyoun Would Include...

Discovery:

Gabriel Lorca - “Did I stutter?”

Ash Tyler - “I need you.”

Saru - Christmas Gifts

Saru - You’re Overworked

Michael Burnham - “That was hot.”

Michael Burnham - She Saves Your Life

Saru - Confidence Boost

Christopher Pike - Longing

Christopher Pike - Longing part 2

Sylvia Tilly - Romance In Sickbay

Saru - Homesick

Ash Tyler x Michael Burnham - “Breathe with me.”

Christopher Pike - You’re In Labour

Being Saru’s First Officer and Best Friend Would Include...

Spock - “To say that was unexpected is an understatement.”

Enterprise:

Jonathan Archer - “Leave her alone.”

Malcolm Reed - you’re his sister

Trip Tucker - de-con talks

Malcolm Reed - PDA

Jonathan Archer - jefferies tube acoustics

Jonathan Archer - “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

Jonathan Archer - “For some reason, I’m attracted to you.”

Dating Jonathan Archer would include…

Malcolm Reed - “Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours… make me up a future.”

Being friends with Trip Tucker would include…

Jonathan Archer - “Go then, leave! See if I care!”

Malcom Reed - “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!”

Trip Tucker - you’re shy

Jonathan Archer - “I thought you were dead.”

Malcolm Reed - you’re taken hostage

Trip Tucker - sleepless nights

Malcolm Reed - “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”

Jonathan Archer - “That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

Being Trip Tucker's  twin would include…

Malcolm Reed - “Go then, leave! See if I care!”

Jonathan Archer - dress shopping

Jonathan Archer - pillow fights

Trip Tucker being your boss would include…

Cheering Jonathan Archer up would include…

Phlox - you avoid him

Jonathan Archer - nightmares

Helping Trip Tucker in engineering would include…

Jonathan Archer - horseback riding

Malcolm Reed - cuddles after a mission

Jonathan Archer - hideouts

Malcolm Reed - “Because I love you.”

Phlox - Trip sets you two up

Jonathan Archer - “This shuttle was roomier before I realized I’m attracted to you.”

Malcolm Reed - “Can I kiss you?”

Malcolm Reed - sexting on PADDs

Phlox - you hide an injury from him

Trip Tucker - “It was just a dream.”

Jonathan Archer - “Am I dreaming?”

Trip Tucker - “I just want you to hold me.”

Malcolm Reed - Emotional Trauma

Malcolm Reed - He Sees Your Scars

Trip Tucker - “Thank God you’re okay.”

Malcolm Reed - You’re Ill

Malcolm Reed - “I don’t fit in.”

Trip Tucker - Restless Nights

Enemies To Lovers With Malcolm Reed Would Include…

Malcolm Reed - Labouring Mission

Trip Tucker - Jealousy [NSFW]

Dating T'Pol Would Include…

Malcolm Reed - Nightmares

Trip Tucker - Tension

Malcolm Reed - Destiny

Malcolm Reed - “I’m broken.”

Malcolm x Trip - Caught [NSFW]

Shran - Blue Boy

Trip x T'Pol - New Life

Malcolm Reed - The Way I See You

Malcolm Reed - Confessions

Being Trip Tucker’s Sibling and Jonathan Archer’s Partner Would Include…

Trip Tucker - Helping Hand

Being Pregnant With Phlox’s Baby Would Include...

Malcolm Reed - Destressing [NSFW]

Jonathan Archer - Too Busy

Trip Tucker - “You can’t protect me forever.”

Malcolm Reed - Mistletoe

Picard:

Chris Rios - “Thank you for not dying.”

Elnor - Quiet Time

Strange New Worlds:

Christopher Pike - Longing

Christopher Pike - Longing part 2

Christopher Pike (platonic) - Mentor

Christopher Pike - Brink of Death

Spock - “To say that was unexpected is an understatement.”

Spock - Fireplace

The Next Generation:

Falling in love with Data would include…

Dating Data would include…

Data - “Is there a special reason as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”

Data - you tell Tasha and Deanna about your crush

Worf - “You did this for me?”

Data - pet names

Data - “You never told me you had a fucking twin.”

Jean-Luc Picard flirting with you would include…

Q loving you would include…

Being friends with Worf would include…

Jean-Luc Picard - he realizes he loves you

Data - “When I picture myself happy … it’s with you.”

Will Riker - midnight visits

Will Riker being a father figure to you would include…

Data - he protects you

Data - bathing with the emotion chip

Data - you repair him

Will Riker - cuddles

Dating Wesley Crusher would include…

Data - he teaches you how to fight

Will Riker - “I’m sorry I had to kick you out when you were possessed.”

First time with Jean-Luc Picard would include…

Data - “I think I forgot how to breathe.”

Q - “You’re so hot when angry.”

Wesley Crusher - “You said my name in your sleep.”

Data - you get caught kissing

Data - hometown trip

Data - stuck on a cold planet

Will Riker- “If I die, I’m coming back to haunt you.”

Deanna Troi crushing on a girl would include…

Data - “Are you hurt?”

Reginald Barclay - Fencing

Reginald Barclay - Unexpected

Data - Teacher

Deanna Troi - Feeling Down

Data - First Meetings

Wesley Crusher - Hidden Talents

Being Will And Deanna’s Child Would Include…

Visiting Risa With Will Riker Would Include…

Will Riker - Confessions

Beverly and Jean-Luc’s Date Nights Would Include…

Data - First Date

Having Worf as a Father Figure Would Include…

Will Riker - All Partied Out

Data - “You must breathe.”

Will Riker - “I love you.”

Coming Out As Bisexual To Q Would Include…

Being Married to Jean-Luc Picard Would Include…

Worf - “What were you thinking?”

Data - Art Teacher

Beverly Crusher - “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

Being a Scientist and Dating Q Would Include...

Data - “I suppose we would make a good couple.”

Voyager:

B'Elanna Torres - best friends

Going on a date with the Doctor would include…

Tom Paris - date night

Kathryn Janeway- “You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.”

Doctor - “I love you, you asshole.”

Harry Kim - “I thought you were dead.”

Being friends with Tom and Harry would include…

Chakotay - near death confessions

Icheb - you’re shy

Being Harry Kim’s twin would include…

Being shy around the doctor would include…

Q Loving You Would Include…

Doctor - “You did this for me?”

Being Icheb’s friend would include…

The doctor being jealous would include…

Tom Paris - kidnapped

Harry Kim - “This shuttle was a lot roomier before …”

Keeping the doctor company would include…

Q junior - “You’re hot. Shame about your personality.”

Chakotay - “You love me.”

Q - “You’re so hot when you’re angry.”

Harry Kim - mismatched uniforms

Dating Icheb would include…

Harry Kim - he proposes

Kathryn Janeway - you’re insecure

Icheb - first date

The Doctor - talent show

Harry Kim - “Please don’t go.”

Dating Q Junior Would Include…

Chakotay x Kathryn Janeway - Dancing The Night Away

Date Night With Chakotay Would Include…

Tom Paris - Old Flames

Dating Tuvok Would Include…

Dating Seven Of Nine Would Include…

Q Junior Being Jealous Would Include…

Harry Kim - You’re Tom’s Sister

Tom x B'Elanna - “I’m scared, all right?!”

Kathryn Janeway - Locked Up

Being Kathryn Janeway’s Kid and Living on Voyager Would Include…

Coming Out As Bisexual To Q Would Include…

Tom Paris (platonic) - Different

Seven of Nine - Exploring

The Doctor (platonic) - Aromantic

Comforting Kathryn Janeway Would Include…

Tom Paris - “You are enough.”

Cuddling With Q Would Include…

Kathryn Janeway - Here For You

Friends to Lovers With Chakotay Would Include...

Harry Kim - Avoidance

Being a Scientist and Dating Q Would Include...

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[stories-you-wont-hear]

– precedence. pt 1

hey everybody! it’s ya girl! back at it again! with a new story! in lieu of the final part of due process! i swear it is slowly coming together, but i want to be able to do justice to the characters in the story and give them an ending that’s neither cotton candy and butterflies nor... slushy snow and subway rats (does my idea of the bad end of things give away where i’m from lol).

 aNyWaY here is part one to what will mostly likely be a mini series/prequel to due process in which we find out why y/n is the way she is and how billy came into her life. 

bear in mind that this is the same reader from due process, but i don’t think you have to read due process to understand things here, however certain characters will cross over. i hope you all enjoy this, and please give me love! it is so difficult to find motivation to write things when no one pays any attention. i know i write for myself, and for the fun of it, but it can be tough TT enjoy! xoxo mira

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There was a special place in hell for the person who decided Latin would be so heavily incorporated into the American legal system. Was English not enough? You secretly figured the people who set up this whole shebang got into a pissing contest with each other and resorted to using fancy Latin phrases to try and one up each other, and as a result, you were sitting at your desk and poring over legal Latin phrases.

You were not about to be the next associate fired for fudging up Latin in a brief that ended up being presented in court by a senior partner, who got an earful from the judge and ended up losing the hearing on a matter of technical wording. That day had been about two weeks ago and since then, every single associate at your firm, Wesley King Randall, had been brushing up on terminology. 

Every free moment was spent scanning through reference books and a study guide someone had made, and all that was saying a lot since associates at any big law firm barely had time to breathe. From the corner of your eye, you saw one of the name partners making their way towards the area where the associates were situated and you quickly slipped the papers you had been studying from into your bag and turned to the papers on research about property law. Apparently not everyone had sensed the shift in the air as several other associates still had out their Latin books. 

“Didn’t you bumbling toddlers learn what mens rea means in whatever law school your daddies bought your way into?” the woman said as she walked through the playpen of associates, causing a wave of frazzled yuppies to quickly shut their books and turn towards the woman who would fire each and every one of them without a moment’s hesitation. 

“A guilty mind,” one particular young associate said. Big mistake. 

“Is that what your copy of Legalese for Dummies says?” she replied, eyes piercing through the man who had had the audacity to reply to her. The poor kid was now probably kicking himself for not interning at Landman and Zack. You sucked in your breath, unsure what his fate would be until another man walked towards the bullpen area.

 “Eva, you came to choose an associate, not to choose a lamb to slaughter,” Richard Wesley said, his teeth sparkling as he came in, shaking his head as if to admonish the woman with whom he shared the name of the firm. 

“It’s not my fault they’re all sheep,” she replied back bitterly, her mood seeming to worsen with the addition of her colleague.

 “How about Monty?” Richard suggested, gesturing towards William Montgomery Jr., who immediately stood up when his name was called. “I’d prefer someone who won’t call me a frigid bitch behind me back, Dick,” Eva deflected. Monty's face immediately reddened as Eva reiterated the words he had used to describe her last week at an associate's happy hour outing.

"The walls have ears, Mr. Montgomery," Eva cautioned, her eyes scanning the faces of the associates, who were all probably trying to hide either their fear or their contempt of the female third of the law firm.

Eva King was many things. She was poised, she was ruthless, and she did not give a shit what people thought of her. And now, Eva King was looking directly at you. "You," she said, and you immediately rose up, hand reaching for your bag without a word as she beckoned for you. Eva turned to leave without so much as another word, but you caught the look Richard Wesley was giving the rest of the associates, namely the male associates in front of him.

It was a look that was meant to pacify them. It wasn't that they weren’t worthy, Eva chose you because you were a woman. At least, that's what those man-babies would tell themselves as they nursed top shelf liquor tonight after work. It was the same reason why Richard Wesley doubted your ability even though you had just wrangled a property case for him just last month.

"I don't have time to coddle you," Eva said as you followed her through the firm, heading for the elevator. "I don't need you to," you replied, stepping into the enclosed space behind her. "That's what I like to hear," she said, granting you a look that was probably as close to warm as she could get.

"You were the one who figured out that clever little loophole in the Grant case will, weren't you?" she asked after a moment of silence. You attempted to pull back at the grin that wanted to pop up on your face, it was the very case Richard Wesley had taken as a favor for an old family friend, making sure that man would get every pretty penny from his grandmother's will. It was also the case that some second year associate had gotten the credit for just because he was being groomed for Wesley's good old boy club. Yet, Eva King knew what you had done. You had barely had a conversation since you started here three years ago, but she knew about you.

"Yes," you replied, hoping your faux indifferent tone was masking the fact that you were internally jumping for joy. "Don't be humble," Eva insisted, "Every goddamn thing you do here, you write your name in big bold letters on. You don't do that and some ass with a trust fund is going to write his own name on it." You attempted to take in her words as the elevator dinged, marking your arrival to the third and most prestigious floor of the firm.

The desk at reception was marked with the names of the partners in silver lettering and the woman behind it stood up as the both of you stepped off the elevator. "Mr. Russo from Anvil is already waiting in your office, Ms. King," the receptionist called as Eva brushed past her. "Of course he is," Eva muttered under her breath, heading towards her office.

"Stay sharp," was all that Eva supplied before she stepped into her office to find the man you presumed to be Mr. Russo going through the books she had arranged on the bookshelf behind her couch. You could've sworn that her office was probably just as big as your apartment, her desk facing away from the lounge area each name partner had in their office. Eva's was tastefully done, and was as chic as she was. "I think this Camus guy is pretty bleak, don't ya think?" were his first words as he turned towards the two of you, holding up a copy of The Stranger. "Sorry, I'll have Forrest Gump playing for you the next time you visit, Mr. Russo," Eva responded.

The man, who you couldn't help but ogle, was dressed impeccably in a suit you had worked long enough at this firm to know was worth your entire month's paycheck. "Billy Russo," he said, putting the book back on the shelf to step towards you, his movements precise as he offered his hand to you. You shook it, hoping you weren't still ogling him. "Y/N Y/L/N," you supplied.

"Have a seat, Mr. Russo, Y/N," Eva chimed, waiting until the both of you sat before she took a seat a few feet from you on the couch. "What's going on, Russo?" she asked almost immediately. Eva certainly did not beat around the bush, even with clients. "How I love your hospitality," Billy commented with a chuckle. "Can I get you anything?" Eva said exasperatedly.

"Just some fine legal counsel," Billy quipped back as you looked between the two of them. You had always seen Eva as a powerhouse, not taking shit from anyone, but this kind of exchange was almost like banter. You were seeing a new side of her.

"Well, it's a good thing you came to a law firm, isn't it?" Eva shot back, but this time with the tiniest of smiles. "I hear you lot are pretty decent, any truth to that?" he said, this time directing his playful quip at you. "That suit you're wearing isn't cheap, and neither are we," you responded.

"I like her," Billy said, turning to face Eva, who was nodding at you with a look of approval. "So do I," she began, avoiding eye contact with you as she said so, "And she's right. So we can keep making small talk for as long as you want, Billy." Billy smirked, and you knew he had the pockets to keep you and Eva here all day if he wanted. You certainly didn't mind the view.

"What was that joke?" Billy began, "What's the difference between a good lawyer and a bad lawyer? A bad lawyer can drag a case out for a year and a good lawyer..." "A good lawyer can make it last even longer," you offered. "Bingo!" Billy grinned. Eva's expression turned to one of weariness, and you cleared your throat, not wanting her to regret her choice.

"Sorry, Eva," Billy sighed, "I just can't help myself around beautiful women." His grin was wide as he leaned back against the arm chair he had chosen to sit in, and suddenly his face clicked. You had seen him in the papers and perhaps once or twice in the office on the rare occasion you had to visit the third floor. He was the CEO of some private military firm and had deep enough pockets to keep Wesley King Randall on as legal counsel. "Try," Eva replied dryly.

Billy's entire demeanor changed within seconds, sitting up and dropping the grin in exchange for an intense look as he pointed towards the file on the coffee table. "This is a contract that I made with a domestic company to provide accommodations to my men out in Iraq. They're set to go weeks from now, and then this son of-" Eva cleared her throat, raising her brow at him as she leafed through the papers. "Sorry," Billy mumbled, before shaking his head as if to clear his thoughts.

"Now they're telling me they can't provide me the service, and I've got men going out there with no place to go," he continued. "They called you and told you that?" Eva asked, her eyes scanning the pages in front of her. "Yeah, the guy didn't even have the balls to tell it to my face. Let me tell you what I would've done if he had had the gall to walk into my office and tell me that." "Please," Eva cut in again, "If it's not legal, don't tell me." Billy sighed, shrugging his shoulders a bit. He looked tense, his concern for the people who worked for him apparent.

"Fair enough," he sighed. "I just don't want my men out in the cold." You nodded sympathetically, eyes turning to Eva who had set the contract back down on the table. "Does this have anything to do with the fact that the wife of this company's CEO was the one you were laying it on at the gala last weekend? she asked coolly. Billy froze, the epiphany he was having drawing a a slow nod as Eva spoke. "I didn't know that was her!" he cried, "And I can't help it if my natural state of being is pure charm." Eva scoffed, and even you couldn't help but chuckle in reply to that comment.

"What am I supposed to do now? Wait until my men are out there without so much as a roof over their heads?" he said, turning back into serious Billy.

"It's an anticipatory breach," you spoke up, looking up at Billy. Eva nodded in agreement, her eyes on you as you spoke. "You don't have to wait to take legal action until they actually breach the contract. He already told you that they can't honor their part of the agreement. That in turn will affect your ability to complete the job your company was hired for. They could be held liable not just for what you paid them, but for the entire contract."

Billy turned to look back at Eva, who sat up straight, her expression unable to hide the fact that she was pleased with you. "That's right," she agreed, "We can hold them as liable before they actually breach. Do you have proof that he called and stated that on the phone?" Billy nodded, explaining that he'd need to get the recording of the call from the secretary who kept those sort of logs.

"Great," Eva said, standing up to follow Billy's movements as you did the same. "Get that to me and I'll have his head on a platter for you," she said as she began to walk him out. "Thank you, Eva," Billy said, tipping his head in thanks. "And thank you, Y/N," he said with one of those smiles. "It's my job, Mr. Russo," you replied. With that, he was off and you wondered if Eva wanted you in her office as she had taken a seat at her desk.

"Should I-" you began until she gestured for you to take a seat across from her. "You did good," she praised, and for a moment, you wondered if you were in a dream. Eva King, the woman who all the associates called an ice queen, was praising you while you sat in her office. "But you have to be the best," she continued, her eyes set on you. You tried to maintain eye contact, but her gaze was too intense and your eyes dropped to your lap. "I'm serious, Y/N, you have potential," she said, a bit gentler this time. You nodded, thanking her for the opportunity as you sensed it was time for you to return to your regular old cubicle three floors down. "And," Eva called as you got to the door, "Next time don't make it so obvious that you're ogling him."

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and boom! so that was mainly to introduce the story and the characters and of course, billy. let me know what you think and i hope to have the next part of this as well as the last part to due process out soon. much love, mira

#stories-you-wont-hear #stories: precedence #billy russo x reader #billy russo imagine #billy russo fanfic #billy russo fic #reader x billy russo

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contagiousgrace replied to your post:

@itspileofgoodthings Maria, you've gotta give us a loose idea of what's going on in this rom-com. My mind is whirring

so here’s the thing I don’t TOTALLY know but, as stated in the post, it’s an ensemble cast so like Valentine’s Day and Love Actually, there are MULTIPLE storylines- many of them connected and if not all actually connected they are connected by THE THEME which is guys with great cheekbones the power of love and human connection over money and superficial worldly pleasures.

Paul Wesley plays some hotshot business guy- maybe tech?? it’s a rom-com I don’t know specifics- and he’s SUCCESSFUL and GORGEOUS and just oN TOP OF THE WORLD and also, unfortunately in real life but fortunately for our story, he is a little bit of an ass. Charming, cheeky etc. but he needs to be taken down a few pegs, thinks highly of himself, confidence that borders on arrogance- you know the type. Through some kind of business deal (again, specifics, who knows) he meets Someone who is his rival and equal, someone steady and clear-eyed and competent and unruffled by him. and She Just. Levels him. Ruins everything. It’s a classic enemies-to-lovers/rivals-to-lovers storyline full of surprise and angst and BANTER and he emerges a cHANGED MAN and also maybe loses his company. Or maybe they join forces and run it together, I can’t decide.

Adam Driver plays the love interest who Has Been There The Whole Time and the friend he is in love with and pining for- but not in an obnoxious friendzoned kind of way just in a this-didn’t-work-out-she’s-with-someone-else-and-now-it’s-too-late-kind-of-way- eventually wakes up to discover that wow he’s not just that tall guy friend who helps her move and makes her feel safe when she has to go somewhere at night and knows all her favorite songs but is actually the Love of Her Life. 

Cillian Murphy is a beautiful, eccentric artist who’s secretly dating a pop star. I think?? So she has her stage and her world but also this secret life with him. Their story is about navigating the fame and finding a balance.

Armie Hammer is in the young married couple storyline and he’s beautiful and so is his wife but also he’s very POOR and, alright, honestly I don’t have anything else for him but I like the idea of him playing a little against type? And not being the trust fund baby/hot shot.

SUGGESTIONS FOR CASTING/STORYLINES WELCOME

( @thelonelybrilliance WILL HAVE SOME THOUGHTS I THINK)

also @contagiousgrace THANK YOU FOR ASKING because these were all only vague ideas in my mind but now i really want to do it- 

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so i’ve spent most of my day creating new muse pages for my male muses HERE and for my female muses HERE because why the fuck not ( not even sure yet whether i’ll keep them because i feel like it makes it look like i have a massive amount of muses which i do but no one needs to know ok ) but i gotta show them off anyway 

also don’t forget to check out my most recently added muses right HERE and maybe hit me up.

PLUS under the read more are a few new muses/fc changes so if anybody wants to do something with them i’d be super happy too :)))

lisa out

nico gonzalez, 30 years old, professional football player ( ryan guzman )

nora martins, 28 years old, marine biologist ( amber heard ) i had deleted her from my muse list for a while but damn i can’t go without my girl she’s my fave ever

theo halstead, 29 years old, security / bodyguard ( tom austen )

zoe hawthorne, 29 years old, artist ( alexandra daddario )

vincent hawthorne, 23 years old, musician ( dacre montgomery )

louisa black, 28 years old, trust fund baby ( alexandra park )

wesley edgecomb, 34 years old, movie producer ( chris hemsworth )

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#001 CHARACTER SHEET:

Full Name: Jude Bellamy Hayward Meaning of Name: Jude means ‘praise’ in Hebrew and was chosen by his parents as an ironic joke about the fact that they’re adamantly Atheist.  Nickname: Judas. Birth Date: November 29th, 1994. Astrological Sign and Details: Sagittarius. Known as the most independent and flighty of the star signs, as well as being philosophically geared. Birth Place: Saint Francis Memorial Hospital, San Francisco. Age: 23.

Nationality: American. Race: White. Hair Color: Brown. Hair Style: Short, messy, always in his eyes or mussed up.  Distinct Features of Face: Full lips and prominently defined jawline.  Glasses or Contacts: Wears glasses when he’s reading, in spite of the fact that he despises them. They’re old fashioned and vintage looking to keep up his Indie Soft Boy aesthetic.  Eye Color: Hazel. Skin Tone: Fair. Scars or Distinguishing Marks: A thin scar, predominantly hidden, that laces through his left eyebrow from an ill healed split he got there when he was fifteen. He got into a fight with a boy being pushy to a drunk girl at a party and since he was much bigger than Jude, it was a quick and ugly loss. He ended up having his head smacked into a kitchen sink and needing stitches. He also has a cigarette burn on his arm from when a drunken poet laureate staying at his parents place disagreed with Jude’s take on his recently published anthology. Jude had to go and knock on the neighbouring apartment door in the building and sleep on a pull out sofa because he was too scared to stay at home alone again with him around when he’d been drinking. Disabilities: None. Build or Body Type: Broad shoulders, somewhat gangly. He has subtly defined muscles in his arms from years of playing guitar but nothing too obnoxious or over the top. Height: 6″1′. Weight: 170 lbs. Speech Patterns: Talks reasonably slowly, mostly as a result of being high and sleep deprived a lot of the time, therefore it takes him a while to string his thoughts together.  Tag Words: Says “uh” and “you know” a lot. Also refers to most people, gender irrelevant, as “man” or “handsome”.  Gestures: Rubs at his jaw a lot when he’s sketching or trying to think of something. He also frequently nods and chews at the corner of his thumbnail.

FAMILY AND CHILDHOOD

Mother: Bethany Hayward. Father: Jack Hayward. Mother’s Occupation: Trust fund baby, currently co-owns an art gallery with her husband that she travels the world to buy pieces for. Father’s Occupation: Amateur photographer. He used to be a bartender to support his art and has had four collections of his photos showcased in popular galleries. Ever since he met and fell in love with Bethany, he gave up working as a bartender and pursued the arts full time, opening up a gallery using her parents money.  Family Finances: Reasonably wealthy but not in the millions by any means. Brothers: None. Sisters: None. Other Close Family: Jude has a handful of cousins he knows only vaguely, although he’s actually close with Elias Elliot. Best Friend: Teddy Lawrence. Other Friends: Blake Knox, Ophelia Knox, Gabe Leitner, Frankie Vigo, Wesley Costa, Imogen Bauer, Anastasia Costa, Jesse Harmon, Lana Jameson. Enemies: None. Pets: None. Home Life During Childhood: Jude was always treated like a distant acquaintance growing up rather than a child. His parents would leave him for weeks on end to live in their loft apartment alone, surrounded by numerous mid thirties adults all smoking pot and using the place as a glorified sort of squatter den. He grew up seeing and hearing things that no child should particularly have to, always walking in on drunken hook-ups and hearing lewd and suggestive comments that made him feel uncomfortable. He gets on with his parents in the respect that he can always make them laugh and vice versa, but they don’t particularly care about what he gets up to or how he’s doing. He’s merely a conversational piece and a tick off a checklist, a failed science experiment that they long since grew bored of. What Did His, Her or Their Bedroom Look Like: Mostly bare. Jude was too paranoid to keep anything of sentimental value in his room because of how many strangers were always sleeping in his loft and nosing around in there. He had a few sketches tacked up onto the wall above his bed with scotch tape and a lock box beneath it that he kept his actual valuables in. Very minimal. Very impersonal. To Jude, his house had never once looked or felt like a home. Any Sports or Clubs: He used to be on a baseball team until he got drunk one night and was spotted using his bat to beat up a dingy Volkswagen parked just off school campus belonging to one of his parent’s friends. She was actually a teacher’s assistant at the school and therefore they took it extremely seriously. He got pulled from the team and put in detention for six weeks. Nobody ever asked why he did it. Schooling: He went to high school in downtown San Francisco before moving to New York in order to pursue his higher education. Favorite Subject: A tie between art and music. Popular or Loner: Unwillingly and begrudgingly popular. He tries his best to shake people and can never seem to manage it. Important Experiences or Events: The second time he had sex, it was with his girlfriend of the time at sixteen. He only got maybe two minutes through until he started having an anxiety attack, something that he still finds hideously embarrassing to recall, even to this day. She’d insisted that it was fine, that she didn’t mind and he’d blamed it on the fact that he’d smoked two joints prior to it and it had triggered some sort of weird reaction. The fact that there might still be some sort of underlying issue and baggage there from his first time dare’n't even cross his mind.   Health Problems: Anxiety, insomnia and severe depression.  Religion and beliefs: Atheist.

PERSONAL

Bad Habits: Smoking weed instead of coping with his problems in a healthy and rational manner, repressing things rather than confronting them, trying to save everyone. Good Habits: Writing out odd snippets of poem lines on napkins when he’s bored in restaurants and leaving them for the waiters to find and blink at in confusion, keeping a secret sketchbook where he draws the profiles of all his favourite people, investing his all into people in spite of how many times he’s been hurt before. Best Characteristic: His dry and sometimes absurd sense of humour. Worst Characteristic: His proneness to acting pretentious or condescending when someone has different interests to his. Worst Memory: At a small party when he was sixteen, they decided to go around in a circle and play truth or dare. He chose truth and everyone waited with baited breath for someone to cook up the kind of question that would get even Jude Hayward, master of playing it cool, squirming with embarrassment. “Are you a virgin? If not, how’d you lose it?” A dozen crinkle cornered eyes had all curiously blinked back at him mid broad grins as he offered a limp shrug, face glazed over with something that looked like an oddly forced attempt at pride. It was only after he’d told them and the room had fallen quiet that he realised it perhaps wasn’t quite something to be proud of, but for parents to anxiously whisper in the corner over and worriedly shake their heads. The fact that it had been with his mother’s best friend while she was out of town had never truly struck him as strange until he saw the dawning horror on all of those faces staring back at him. Needless to say, he never went to one of their parties or mentioned it to anyone ever again. Best Memory: The old lady down the hall from his parent’s loft used to make homemade cherry pie and cut him a slither to eat after school. One sun soaked afternoon they sat in front of her dingy television set, chomping silently during a leaked new episode of Mad Men, and when she ruffled his hair after he finished in a record breaking five minutes, he found himself pretending and believing for those set few seconds that she was actually his family. Proud of: His artwork. Embarrassed by: Ever speaking honestly about his emotions. Driving Style: Fairly regulation. Bumps up onto the sidewalk a lot, chuckles under his breath and calmly recites the Harry Potter floating head that says “it’s gonna be a bumpy ride” in a Jamaican accent. Strong Points: Charismatic, witty, laid-back, easygoing, independent and undemanding.  Temperament: Fairly neutral unless you give him reason not to be. Weakness: People that seem just as sad and lonely as he is deep down. Fears: Being left alone in a room with strangers, eating bad chicken and getting salmonella, heights. Phobias: Moths and horses.  Secrets: How bad his relationship with his parents actually is. How he lost his virginity. Regrets: Not trying harder to grow into someone his parents would find interesting enough to stay. Feels Vulnerable When: People notice how often he pretends to be something he isn’t. Pet Peeves: Chart music, chino pants, modern art. Sexuality: Heterosexual. He tried to experiment once and just couldn’t get into it. Exercise Routine: None in particular.  Day or Night Person: Night. Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert. Optimist or Pessimist: Pessimist.

LIKES AND PREFERENCES

Music: Indie rock, mod rock -- any shade of rock, really. He loves The Smiths and any kind of broody sad boy music, too. Books: Anything classic and old, he loves. He’s a huge Kerouac fan as well as Kurt Vonnegut and Chuck Palahniuk. Foods: Hates to admit it but he loves Chipotle. He also loves sushi and any kind of noodle soup. Drinks: He tends to mainly drink beer or cider but most of the time at parties he’ll just drink whatever someone gives to him. He isn’t fussy. Animals: Doesn’t care much about any of them. He’s pretty neutral. Sports: N/A. Social Issues: Democrat. Walked in the women’s march and got black out drunk before waking up on a public bench with a pair of bachelorette party antlers where they’re dick themed instead of deer. Favorite Saying: “In the land of gods and monsters I was a fella. Lookin’ to just hang out.”   Color: Blue. Clothing: Wears a lot of thrifted shirts over thin white t-shirts. Dr. Martens and cuffed jeans. Almost always has some sort of charcoal smudge on his sleeve. Band t-shirts and t-shirts with a scan of obscure and unknown artworks also feature heavily in his wardrobe. Games: Once he played Red Dead Redemption for three days straight and the first time he tried mushrooms, he hallucinated that he was riding along on a donkey besides a river with a strand of wheat chewed in his mouth like a lone ranger on the run from the law. In reality he was just sat on a swing at the local park.  Websites: Vine and PornHub. TV Shows: Breaking Bad and Mad Men. Movies: American Beauty and Trainspotting. Greatest Want: To flee civilisation and abandon his responsibilities by moving to a remote goat farm in Cambodia. Greatest Need: Therapy.

LIFESTYLE

Home: Currently lives in college dormitories. Household furnishings: Very minimal. Pinstriped duvet and an obnoxiously bright desk lamp for when he wants to do his sketches there. He has stacks of lined up, overflowing sketchbooks by the wall beneath his window and he’s plonked a cushion onto the sill so he can sit there and draw while he smokes some mornings. That aside, the only other stand out piece of furniture is his acoustic guitar.  Favorite Possession: His oil paints. They were a departing gift from his elderly neighbour before he moved to Rochester. She saved up for months to afford them and they mean a great deal to him, sentimentally. Significant Other Before: He’s had three ex-girlfriends. His first meant a lot to him and he was head-over-heels in love with her, but the second was more of a fling to get over the one before her. His most recent was Saskia Cohen, who he still hasn’t managed to get over just yet, particularly so given that she cheated on him and the breakup was hideously messy. Children: N/A. Relationship with Family: He texts them every so often and receives an updated photo from their travels. It’s very impersonal and more like having a long distance pen pal than a family. Car: None. Pets: None. Career: Student. Salary: N/A. Other Income: N/A. Dream Career: Photographic journalist. Love Life: A board certified mess. Sexual Turn Ons: Dirty talk that is subtle and not over-the-top, prolonged foreplay, confidence. Sexual Turn Offs: Pushiness, foot fetishists, people who try too hard to sound appealing. Hobbies: Drawing, reading up on philosophical theory, collecting dollar store vinyls from thrift shops, practising his guitar, writing short stories and poems that he deletes after reading them back. Guilty Pleasure: Watching Spanish soap operas and making up what they’re saying as he goes along. Almost always occurs when he’s hideously high. Talents or Skills: Drawing, photography, playing guitar. Intelligence Level: Jude has an impressively high IQ, although this isn’t something he ever boasts about or makes a point of asserting.

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Eden’s Crush: Chapter Twenty-Five

TWO MONTHS LATER

Eden quietly closed the door to the boys' room after tucking them in, before grabbing the baby monitor out of hers and Leland's bedroom and heading outside to sit on the patio with a glass of wine. It had been a hectic few months and everybody – on both sides of the family – was mad at everybody.

Her mother had followed through on her threat to cut Eden off if she moved to Hawaii. The bitter woman had canceled all of her credit cards and closed the account that had previously contained her trust fund. Her mother was incredibly pissed to discover that Eden wasn't an idiot. She had saved a good portion of every paycheck she received from the James Foundation. She hadn't touched her trust fund since college and only used her credit cards for small things – like gas – to build up her credit score. Between savings and Leland keeping his promise to be the family bread winner, her mother's actions hadn't affected her accustomed lifestyle at all. She wasn't a Hilton. Her family name and fortune meant zip to her.

Her dad... was being her dad. When he was talking privately with one of his daughters, he completely agreed that their mother was the one in the wrong. But from experience, she knew that he was saying the exact same thing when he was alone with his wife, only changing the guilty party to Eden. Once a politician, always a politician.

Poor Hermione – who was always on Eden's side – was stuck in D.C. dealing with both their mother... and the international press. The tabloids couldn't enough of her relationship with Harry.

On Leland's side... the Chapmans were at war. It was Leland, Duane Lee, Wesley, and Lyssa against Dog and Beth... mostly Beth. The minute A&E learned that they were all quitting the show, ‘Dog the Bounty Hunter’ had been promptly canceled. With the golden goose that was their precious show gone, Beth was out for blood. She filed a trademark infringement lawsuit when she learned that her stepchildren's new business would be called, Chapman Family Bail Bonds. It was thrown out when the judge ruled that Chapman was too common of a last name for anyone to assume that the new business was in anyway connected to Dog Chapman. The judge also ruled that the Chapman siblings had every right to use their last name however they wanted because it was THEIR name. When Beth couldn't get revenge legally, she took to posting snide, passive aggressive comments on Facebook and Twitter. The number of stories printed about Eden and Hermione (filled with information from anonymous sources, of course) seemed to double. The ones about Hermione and Prince Harry were complimentary and full of lies (apparently they were great friends with Dog and Beth). The ones about Eden painted her as a domineering nutcase (she thought Beth was talking about herself for a moment when she read the first article) and also full of lies.

It was nearing ten when she finally heard Leland's Hummer pull into the driveway. They had moved into their new office space two weeks ago and Leland had been meeting with potential bail enforcement agents and dealing with bail insurance companies all day long. They were opening their doors on Monday.

Eden set her glass down on the patio table before going to sit at the edge of the pool with her feet in the water. In the two months they had lived together, Eden and Leland had developed a routine. Eden got up in the mornings and got the kids fed and dressed. She dropped the boys off at school and Leiah at the overpriced nanny's, before meeting Leland at the new office to get bail bond lessons and help with everything from painting the walls to buying new gear. At three, she left to pick up the kids and take them home while Leland continued working. With only a few days until Chapman Family Bail Bonds opened, her boyfriend was rarely home when the sun was up.

She felt more than heard him before Leland sat down behind her. Placing his legs on either side of hers in the water, he wrapped his arms around her stomach and laid a kiss on her neck. “How's my baby tonight?”

“Tired, daddy,” she chuckled. “It being the end of the school year, both boys have end of year class parties that I've been roped into helping with and Field Day is tomorrow... also been puppy dog eyed into volunteering at that. Lahela wants an extra three hundred dollars a week to keep the boys for the summer, oh, and we need a new Playstation.”

“Dakota took it apart?” He groaned and dropped his forehead to her shoulder.

“And completely voided the factory warranty by doing so... I called and checked,” she confirmed.

“Perfect. What about Hermione? She given any more thought to moving here and looking after the kids?”

“I think she's close to breaking. The press is really starting to bug the hell out of her.” She turned her head and kissed the top of his.

“Have I told you how much I love having you here to help with all this shit?” He chuckled as he caught her left hand in his and she felt something cold slip on her ring finger. “I'd like you to stick around permanently. Marry me, baby?”

Looking down, Eden found herself now wearing a platinum and emerald engagement ring. A huge grin spread across her face before she squealed and turned in his arms so quickly that they both ended up falling in the pool.

When they both broke the surface of the water, Leland pulled her into his arms and he kissed her soundly. “I'll take that as a yes, then?” he asked when they parted.

“It's a yes.” She laughed and kissed him again.

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The Miracle Of Abstract Expressionism Explained | abstract expressionism explained

Judith Godwin, Epic, 1959, oil acrylic on canvas (diptych), 82 × 100 inches.

ABSTRACT EXPRESSIONISM – | Willem DE KOONING | Two figures in a … – abstract expressionism explained | abstract expressionism explained

LEE STALSWORTH/©JUDITH GODWIN/NATIONAL MUSEUM OF WOMEN IN THE ARTS, WASHINGTON, D.C,. GIFT OF CAROLINE ROSE HUNT

Asked if a macho artisan anytime told her she corrective like a man, Grace Hartigan replied, “Not twice.” “Women of Abstract Expressionism,” an aberrant exhibition on appearance at the Denver Art Museum, celebrates Hartigan’s characteristic achievements and those of her colleagues, angry already afresh with adverse art-historical tar babies—sexual politics, canonicity, and generational amnesia.

The appearance appearance 51 paintings by 12 artists alive in New York and San Francisco in the 1950s: Mary Abbott, Jay DeFeo, Perle Fine, Helen Frankenthaler, Sonia Gechtoff, Judith Godwin, Grace Hartigan, Elaine de Kooning, Lee Krasner, Joan Mitchell, Deborah Remington, and Ethel Schwabacher. “We researched added than 100 artists advancing for the show,” Denver Art Building babysitter Gwen Chanzit explained. “Most of them were fatigued briefly to absolute action painting but confused on and became acknowledged with added forms of expression. Nevertheless, we articular an amazing accumulation of professionals affianced in beat circles in the two above centers of Abstract Expressionist assembly in the 1950s.”

Joan Mitchell, Hudson River Day Line, 1955, oil acrylic on canvas, 79 × 83 inches.

©ESTATE OF JOAN MITCHELL./COLLECTION OF THE MCNAY ART MUSEUM, MUSEUM PURCHASE WITH FUNDS FROM THE TOBIN FOUNDATION

IMG_6193A Frederic Leighton. 1830-1896. Londres Blondina. Hamburg Kunsthalle. – abstract expressionism explained | abstract expressionism explained

For Chanzit, expressionistic action painting represents the “heart” of Abstract Expressionism, and numbers are on her side. By the end of the 1950s artists who admired themselves as advancing the anarchy accomplished by Willem de Kooning’s brushy abstractions and amount paintings were at assignment in cities throughout the United States. With actual few exceptions, the confident, exuberant, high-keyed painterly abstractions in the Denver exhibition not alone accommodate to the ethics and beheld pleasures of this broadly accomplished genre, but also, in the case of Krasner, Frankenthaler, Mitchell, and Hartigan, represent an acme of accomplishment for the movement’s additional generation.

Essays in the exhibition’s absolute archive accede the aboriginal career success of best of the New York painters in the exhibition; in San Francisco, artists such as Deborah Remington and Jay DeFeo became leaders aural the city’s avant-garde. Since none of these artists came to be admired as approved Abstract Expressionists, their absence demands art history’s attention. Sexism acutely played a role, but so did a growing accord amid New York artists and critics that action painting had become an bookish asleep end by the end of the 1950s. (Who remembers Ernest Briggs or Edward Dugmore, arresting macho action painters of the period?)

The aggression of alleged “neo-Dadaists”—Allan Kaprow, Robert Rauschenberg, and Jasper Johns—was already able-bodied beneath way by 1958, prefacing critiques of aerial addition that would affect obituaries for painting itself during the abutting decade. It could be argued that the women of Abstract Expressionism were airtight added heavily by the cultural accouterment that Arthur Danto articular as “the end of art” than by misogyny. None of these speculations, however, will backbite from the exhibition’s austere pleasures. It’s a alive time capsule, and the building deserves a acclamation for aperture it up.

The exhibition campaign to the Mint Building in Charlotte, North Carolina, in October and to the Palm Springs Art Building in California in February 2017.

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Dear White, Christian Trump Supporters: We Need To Talk

Plenty of pundits keep telling us progressives that we didnt listen to them in the heartland to you of the white working class, to you of conservative Christianity.

Actually, I grew up as one of you. Ive listened to you my whole life, but I dont think I know how to understand you at all.

I suppose now youd consider me part of the so-called liberal elite. Im a west coast university professor with a Ph.D. and almost 30 years of teaching experience. But Im the daughter of a Southern Baptist, working-class pipe fitter at a paper mill in a small, conservative town in northwest Georgia.

My parents did not go to college (my father finally earned a degree after hed retired from the paper mill). Only one of my four grandparents finished high school. I studied hard, got a scholarship, kept studying, kept working, and I moved into the white collar middle class.

My white conservative Christian upbringing had told me that was the American Dream to work hard and succeed. I did, and I feel youre holding it against me now that I no longer share your views. I think you must imagine the liberal elite as East Coast, Ivy League-educated, trust fund babies completely out of touch with how most people live.

Sure, some faculty members grew up with money. Some went to Ivy League schools. But a lot of us professors were you working class kids who did whatever it took to get a college education. Along the way, a lot of us developed progressive ideas, not out of our privilege, but out of our own experiences of discrimination, struggle, and oppression.

We read and argued and wrote and rewrote. We got peer-reviewed, over and over and over. Our ideas are held to incredibly high, rigorous standards, and so, when we speak we do so carefully, thoughtfully, with nuance, and with openness because sometimes we are also wrong. But because weve studied hard and held ourselves up to professional standards, we really do know a lot about what were talking about, and we have something to offer in a real conversation across our differences (including the East Coast Ivy Leaguers who arent as out of touch as you may think). But I dont think you want to hear us or me.

You tell me I need to get over Trumps election and stop being a sore loser. But politics is not a sport. We dont choose teams and simply cheer ours on to victory. My beloved Atlanta Falcons lost the Super Bowl, and, painful though that was, I will get over it. It hurts, but I wont protest, march, write letters, or otherwise resist the outcome, even if we discover New Englands balls were deflated. Its a game, but its not life or death.

This election, however, is exactly that. Perhaps you can tell me to get over it because you do not have to worry that Trump will appoint a Supreme Court justice that could play a role in invalidating your marriage. If Congress passes and Trump signs the First Amendment Defense Act, you probably wont have to worry that a bakery, restaurant, or hotel might legally deny you service. You dont have to worry about being stranded at an airport and refused admission to the U.S. because of the country youre from or the religion you practice. You dont have to worry about having your family divided across the world with a simple signature on an executive order.

You say you are aggrieved because you have not achieved what you think you deserve or you think some less deserving other has taken it. Despite having moved into the middle class, I have spent my career teaching about and advocating for labor unions, a living wage, affordable childcare, social security, affordable healthcare, accessible higher education. Progressives are actually the ones who support the economic programs and policies that could make a difference for the working class.

You have a right to be aggrieved, but I fear you are targeting the wrong people. Low paying jobs, job insecurity, companies moving work overseas, low benefits, little vacation these are the results of decades of policies that benefit the truly wealthy those whose wealth depends not on the labor of their hands but on their ability to exploit the production of poorly paid laborers. The problem is not that immigrants have taken your jobs or drained money from the safety net. The problem is that the system of wealth sets workers against one another so they do not target the real economic power that limits their work and financial security.

You say you want progressives to listen to you. Then prioritize truth. This election was filled with fake news, shared widely on Facebook, and this administration already has begun to create a language of alternative facts to misinform and mislead. If you want to talk, offer evidence, real evidence based on verifiable data and reliable sources, not wishful imaginings or fabricated Breitbart stories. An internet meme is not an informed and legitimate point of argument that facilitates dialogue. Weve reached a point where youd rather believe an overt lie if it supports a belief you already hold than pursue the truth if it might challenge your currently held belief.

The Bible tells us God is a God of truth and the truth will set us free. Yet you chose someone who lies with impunity. I want to understand how you choose to ignore the evidence that is right in front of your eyes photos of the crowds at two different inaugurations, for example. How do you accept what is proven to be a lie? How do you support someone who, rather than correct the record, doubles down on his lies?

Especially, how do you do this in the name of the God of truth? Before the election I saw one of you whod written as an evangelical Christian in support of Trump that God can use anyone. So help me understand why you thought God could use a man whod said hed never asked God for forgiveness, who serially committed adultery, who said he could grab women by the genitals, who cheated contractors and workers, but you didnt think God could use a woman who is a Christian, a lifelong Methodist and who, from the heart, quotes the Bible and John Wesley (when Trump didnt even know how to say Second Corinthians, which he called Two Corinthians, and when asked for his favorite Bible verse struggled to name one until he landed on an eye for an eye. And you know what Jesus said about that one).

I know youve been offended that progressives have called you racist for voting for Trump. I understand that. You dont see yourself as racist. But you did knowingly vote for someone who insulted Latinos, Blacks, Muslims, and Jews. And women. And LGBTQ people. And people with disabilities. Help me understand how that squares with the notion of Gods love for all people.

Can you really imagine Jesus using the words Trump did about these groups of people? How would you characterize voting for someone who is overtly racist? Help me understand how you align your Christian perspective with his racism, misogyny, homophobia, Islamophobia, and antisemitism.

Im afraid that what you want is a nation that conforms to your interpretation of the Bible. Thats where we really run into trouble because that would require you to force your particular conservative Christian beliefs on everyone else. I dont understand how people who want to claim religious liberty for themselves are so unwilling to give it to everyone, which is actually the premise of true religious liberty.

You say you want a Christian nation, but our founders were clear that was never their goal. In fact, the Constitution goes to great lengths to protect the government from religion and religion from government. I also get the sense that you think people are not Christians if they arent Christian in the same way as you. But cant we find some common ground? Cant we agree that all people should be free to practice their religion or practice no religion and should be safe from coercion based on religion? Cant we agree that we share values of love, kindness, respect, and community and then try to live those with each other? Do you really think a Christian, especially a biblical literalist, can want a wall built?

The Bible is clear about how we are to treat foreigners among us no matter how they got here. What if the Egyptians had built a wall before Mary and Joseph fled from King Herod? Our Christian story starts with a refugee family. Can we not practice our shared Christian values with immigrants and refugees coming to our country?

Cant we find common ground on issues like, say, abortion? I think we could have a common goal of lowering abortion rates. After all, you will never end abortions. Maybe you can end the safe, legal ones, but, one way or another, women will still have abortions. They will just be more likely to die from them.

And heres where I think dealing with facts is crucial to find common ground. We know that abortion rates are lower worldwide when there is no global gag order. We also know that what is most successful in lowering abortion rates is access to contraception, accurate sex education, and personal and economic empowerment for women.

To cling to overturning Roe v. Wade as the only way to end abortions is a fantasy based on ideology rather than medical science and social science, and it flies in the face of the evidence for what is successful. So the real question is are you more interested in actual effectiveness in lowering abortion rates or ideological purity? We can lower abortion rates together but not by denying women choices over their own bodies. We can be effective together by listening to the data and working together to ensure all women have access to contraception, education, and social and economic resources. Are you willing to have that conversation?

Ive heard some of you say that well just have to agree to disagree, but thats a problem. You see, were not talking about ideas here. Were talking about actual human lives. If we were talking about predestination or modes of baptism or premillennialism, Id say, sure, lets agree to disagree. The stakes are pretty low. But if were talking about the rights of people to access housing, clean water and air, and healthy food or the possibility of a nuclear arms race or discrimination written into law or women losing basic life-saving health screenings, or young black men being incarcerated disproportionately, or Native peoples having their sacred sites desecrated and their water poisoned, or Muslim people being targeted for their faith, then the stakes are much higher, and I cannot simply agree to disagree.

Thats why Im writing you now. We need to talk, and I dont know how to talk to you anymore. I need to know, is it more important to you to win than to do good? Or can we build coalitions? Listen to science? Rely on real evidence? Be effective? Put the needs and rights of all others above ideologies? Can we live the love of God we claim? You want me to hear and understand you. I get that. I also want you to hear and understand the rest of the world that is not you or your kind. Because they too are Gods people and therefore are in the circle of those whom we must love. You taught me that when I was a child. If we can agree on that now, we have a place to start.

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Eden’s Crush: Chapter Twenty-Three

Author's Note: To help the young ones who don't understand The Breakfast Club reference that Leland makes in this chapter, it is drawn from the following quote:

“Your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling.”

                                            -John Bender, The Breakfast Club, 1985

After the disaster of a meeting with the woman Eden had accurately nicknamed, The Wicked Witch of Washington, Leland knew that his girl would need a little time to collect herself before heading back to the house. He called Hermione and asked her to look after the kids for a few more hours and headed towards Great Falls Park once again.

He parked in the same area as before and the two of them got out and went to take a seat at what he was coming to think of as their spot.

“I fucking hate that bitch!” Eden huffed as she sat down in his arms.

Leland was aware of this as she had said it about ten times already in the car. “Your mom and my stepmom should get together and go bowling.” He leaned down and playfully nipped at her neck.

The 80's pop culture reference had the desired effect of making her laugh. “The Breakfast Club...nice.” She said approvingly.

“You know you don't have to worry about anything without your trust fund, right, baby girl?” He knew what she had told the Wicked Witch of Washington but he still felt compelled to ask. He needed to hear her say it outside of the heat of the moment. He needed to know that she one hundred percent trusted him to take care of her. “I'm gonna take care of you.”

“Trust me, Leland, if I didn't know that, I wouldn't have done what I did.” She assured confidently as she turned her head and kissed his neck.

“Just checkin'.” He kissed her temple and wrapped his arms around her, taking a deep breath of the fresh rain kissed air. Unlike their last visit to the falls when it had been sunny and warm, the day was overcast and there was a slight nip in the air that he wasn't used to living in Hawaii. “So, I have a few things that I want to talk to you about while the kids aren't around...” He continued.

“I'm all ears, Daddy.” She leaned her head back against his chest and closed her eyes.

“What would you think about me selling my half of Da Kine to my dad and Beth and opening up my own office with Duane Lee, Wesley, and Lyssa?” He threw out what he had been texting his siblings about for the last few days.

Eden opened her eyes and turned in his arms so could look at him. “If that's what you want to do, I support you. Beth makes you all miserable and it doesn't sound like your dad is man enough to do anything to stop her. I just want you to be happy, Daddy.”

God, he loved her. He dropped a kiss to her lips before continuing, “I want to teach you the bail bonds business and I want your help building the company. I want us to build something that we can be proud of. No TV cameras. No storylines. No gimmicks. Just an honest, family owned business that we can leave to the kids one day.”

Eden had tears in her eyes when she told him, “I'd love that, Leland.” She leaned up and kissed his cheek softly.

With a smirk, Leland turned her in his arms so that she was now straddling his lap, with each knee on the ground on either side of him. “What about when Daddy asks you to marry him? Are you gonna love that?” He teased, placing his hands on her hips.

“I don't know, Daddy.” She bit her lip thoughtfully. “I guess you're just going to have to ask me and find out.” She surprised him by teasing back.

His girl was coming out of her shell more and more every day – at least with him – and not only was he immensely proud of her but he fucking loved her new found playful side.

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