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ind. musician oc james finlay

[dollwrote]

JAMES ADDISON FINLAY  (born December 21, 1989) is an American singer-songwriter. Her genre-spanning discography, songwriting, and artistic reinventions have received critical praise and wide media coverage. Born in Provincetown, Massachusetts, Finlay moved to L.A. at age 17 to become a music artist. She signed a songwriting deal in 2007 and a recording contract in 2008. Her 2009 self-titled debut album was platinum-certified in the U.S. Finlay self-identified as a folk musician until her 4th studio album in 2012; however, music critics have noted wide-ranging styles of pop and rock in her widely eclectic style. 

independent original character exploring themes surrounding the misogyny of fame, including the depersonalization of celebrity and the objectification and fetishization of beauty standards (tw for disordered eating, struggles exploring sexuality, and stalking). 21+ only. written by chaya. psd by somresources. 

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MADELYN CLINE photographed by Dennis Leupold for Remix Magazine (November 2022)

[dollwrote]

Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? Always a bigger bed to crawl into Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything And everybody believed in you? *

[dollwrote]

this is actually my third post bragging about my icon artist but i literally do not care. look at this. look at this fucking quality digital art. each icon is a teeny tiny vignette of intense talent. i want to cry. i am moved to tears. i am inspired. i am reborn.

[deathwrote]

hi there! just a quick psa:

i've decided for safety reasons to go back to going by my hebrew name in the tumblr rpc. it's okay if you know my english name, but i ask that you refer to me as chaya moving forward (the c is silent, so like maya but with an h).

i also decided to reboot my ooc rp directory here at deathwrote. i have attached it to all of my active rp blogs and moved my rules there. you are not required to follow me here, but all of my ooc and psa posts will be posted here from now on.

[dollwrote]

my icons are done but i'm still struggling with this google doc

[dollwrote]

when i say that this blog is intended to be an examination or exploration of fame, what i'm referring to is the duality of fame in that so often one is both loved and hated by people they have literally never met and how that can affect someone emotionally. because of that integral part of this blog's conception, i've been struggling with james' google doc for like a week (?? idk i'm bad at time) bc getting the lore of her backstory exactly right is so important to the nuances of her experience and how it changes her in the arc of her development. i know it looks like i made this blog and then abandoned it bc i haven't been super active but that's only because i've been really focused on putting down james' roots in the exact right way. anyways please stand by for a ton of material just as soon as i get it right.

[dollwrote]

so who's gonna give james a boyfriend? (no promises he won't end up in a song tho)

[dollwrote]

so who's gonna give james a boyfriend? (no promises he won't end up in a song tho)

[thcrapist]

I wanna be defined by the things that I love. Not the things, I hate. That I’m afraid of – afraid of. That haunt me in the middle of the night. I – I just think that – you are what you love.    *

[dollwrote]

Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? Always a bigger bed to crawl into Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything And everybody believed in you? *

[shesnipes-archive]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

[dollwrote]

I kind of love that James' entire dash is just metal muses and she's over here like the generic off brand great value tay.lor s,wift and it's just like one of these things is not like the othersss

anywhomst i've been killing myself on her doc since monday bc i'm overly ambitious and i have a VISION okay

[madelynclinesource]

Madelyn Cline photographed by Jesse Volk

[dollwrote]

just doin’ a quick icon test don’t mind meeee

[metalsiren-a]

@dollwrote 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙳  𝙵𝙾𝚁  𝙰𝙽  𝙽𝙿𝙲  𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 .

it  took  dante  to  do  a  double-take  to  fully  realize  just  who  walked  out  of  sawyer's  dressing  room.  face  contorting  into  one  of  confusion,  he  couldn't  help  but  stop  in  his  tracks,  ❛  wait.  what  the  fuck.  james.  what're  you  doing  here?  ❜  

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THIS IS WHY SHE STAYED IN THE VIP SECTION. She just wasn’t cool enough to be here. No one was buying this purple lipstick or the boots she’d borrowed from Sawyer. She pressed her lips together and wondered if they’d ask her to leave nicely or just crowd surf her to the exit. She stuttered for a moment, blinking and looking over his shoulder as though help were on its way. Help was definitely not coming. “I was just-- I brought Sawyer something. Am I not allowed to be back here? ‘Cause I was just... bringing Sawyer. Her thing.” She pointed back behind her to indicate the dressing room. 

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“ you’re crushed under the spine bending weight of yourself ”

SHE OPENS HER MOUTH TO ANSWER, BUT SAYS NOTHING. It wasn't her, was it? It was them. It didn't matter what she did or what she said, or even if she said or did nothing at all. It was always wrong. She couldn't defend herself, she couldn't get angry, she couldn't do a damn thing. How do you keep going when you know you're beat before you even start? If she knew what they wanted from her, she'd give it to them. But what they wanted was blood, and it would never be enough.

"I'm not crushed," she almost decides in the moment. "I'm just… becoming someone else, is all. It's fine. I do it all the time." Her smile is mirthless and empty and doesn't reach the rest of her face.