the story of a girl

hayden fawkes ~ twenty-four ~ model

[haydenfawkes]

roryshart:

“Are you trying to test me?” He squinted, as if he were anything close to threatening, before following it with a thoughtful hum. “Depends on how many gifts you give me in return. I’m not gonna be your sugar daddy… or pal, buddy, bro, whatever. I’m the sugar baby before I ever get one of my own…. wait.” He paused, crinkling his nose in disgust. “God, you really are a lesbian, huh? You have terrible taste in men. Anyone with an interest in men would know that there are about fifty other celebrity men that come before Tom Cruise… god,” he said, dramatically disturbed by her statement. “Nah, get your own ladies. I’m sure you’re plenty capable, but I need them to like me, only me, and I’m not letting you ruin that with your charm and good looks.” He shook his head dramatically. “Mr. Ed, huh? Convenient.” letting out a quiet laugh, he shrugged. “The world may never know,” he said simply, pausing briefly. “Hey! Good looks should never surpass talent… and more good looks. I had both, she had one, and I’m not telling you which one it was. Ha.” He leaned forward to laugh in her face, before moving on. “Damn, alright, I… have been in a movie before.”

“Not if I have to be the one you fight. I’m professionally pretty, darling.” She just laughed, focusing on her drink and raising an eyebrow at Rory. “Depends on how many you deserve and how nice you’ve been to me lately. Like I need a sugar daddy. But if you know any very pretty girls in the market for a sugar momma, you should send them my way,” Hayden decided with a nod, not having the least bit of problem with the idea overall. It wasn’t like she didn’t have the money. “What’s wrong with Tom Cruise? He’s not bad for his age?” She huffed. “I don’t know, I don’t do guys. Now if we’re talking female celebrities? I can think of plenty that neither you or any other guy will ever beat for my affections.” Pouting at him, she tried to look more upset than she was. “You won’t be my wingman? And here I thought we were friends. Aww, trying to charm me into leaving your girls alone. Don’t think I don’t see that. It’s working.” She giggled. “I don’t know... depends on what you’re doing. I happen to think that talent is superior because even if you get a pretty girl onto a date or into bed... who cares who pretty she is if what comes next is just... boring?” Hayden shot him a look, huffing. “I bet that’s true. I’m way ahead I’ll just give you that benefit of the doubt.”

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stvvlla:

“Fucking bitch,” Stella muttered as the woman who had just finished yelling at her stomped out of the bar the brunette worked at. Apparently, the middle-aged woman had left her phone on sitting the bar and was incredibly shocked and appalled that in the middle of the busiest times of night, it had been lost. She also didn’t seem to appreciate Stella telling her if she ever found said phone she could shove it up her backside–for safe keeping, of course.

“Some people are just full of it, huh??” She asked, not sure if it was more to herself or the only witness to the encounter. Probably wasn’t the smartest idea to complain of a customer to a customer, but she never prided herself on professionalism. 

Of course Hayden was watching the whole scene, she loved the drama of it and it was the perfect entertainment for a night where she couldn’t manage to find any girl to catch her interest really. When the bartender turned to talk to her, Hayden definitely wasn’t about to complain. “Can I sympathize with her? A little bit, but honestly, I have to agree. A fucking bitch she definitely was,” Hayden commented with a laugh, leaning forward on the bar a little. “Though you probably get that a lot, don’t you? I bet you have the best stories. Any you’d like to share? Hmm?”

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mayainks:

Maya laughed, shaking her head. She liked the girl. “If I was stupid enough to steal others’ artwork to put on the website, what makes you think I wouldn’t just print it out and present it as my portfolio, too?” she said with a smirk. “I’m so glad to hear I’m passing your little test.” She was amusing, Maya had to give her that. As the woman walked over to the sample wall, the artist shoved her hands in the back pockets of her jeans, shrugging. “I like to do really detailed work,” she said. “Dotwork I really enjoy, or thin lines. But I can do pretty much anything. I’ve been to plenty of places where there was no other tattoo artist in the town, so you have to learn to adapt.” She grinned. “If that’s something I haven’t done before, I usually take more time to get the style in hand before I whip up the actual stencil.”

“Yes, but coming here in person means I get to watch them show it to me, and it’s not that hard to spot a liar. Online you could be anyone, but now that I’m here in person...” Hayden trailed off to look back at Maya and give her a once over. “I believe you drew that.” Humming a bit, she finally moved over to sit down in a chair, clearly just making herself at home. “Talking like an artist too, a few more points for you, babe.” After a moment of looking the other girl over one more time, Hayden brushed her hair to the side, exposing her left ear as she pressed a finger behind her ear. “I’m not looking for anything too extreme since I don’t fully know if I trust you yet, but I found a thread of pictures all about ear tattoos and they were the cutest things. A little snake curling up back there is exactly what I’m looking for. Something simple and small. But if I like it and you? You might see a lot more of me.”

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roryshart:

“I always love a little adventure. Besides, you see these arms? The second I wake up? It’s over,” he confidently responded, just grinning proudly as she pinched his cheek. “No matter what? Even if you happen to become best friends with say… Bradley Cooper? I’m still better looking in your eyes?” He eyed her with a little too much excitement. “You are the prettiest girl I’ll never actually kiss. That’s a pretty good sub-category, all on your own, right? You should feel flattered I’m making that just for you.” He huffed as she told him false, rolling his eyes as he took a drink. “You had a pony just for fun? Oh, god,” he groaned. “That poor pony, used as a prop for popularity. Am I jealous I never did the same? Maybe, but still… that poor, poor thing.” He sighed dramatically. “I’m going into detail because it’s true… for the most part. I sang No Scrubs, she juggled,” he gave in, huffing as he took another drink. “I was a million times better than her, but… I guess kid minds love objects flying in the air over pure talent. Losers.” He was quiet as he let her next one roll around in his head. “… Hayden Florence Fawkes? It’s a nice name. Rolls off the tongue nicely, and it’s as fancy as a girl with a pony would have. Truth?”

“Uh huh, I believe that,” she said in a tone that sounded very much like she didn’t believe it. “... I guess it depends on how many gifts you give me and how often. I’m a very fickle girl, you know. But no... you still lose to Bradley Cooper. Everyone loses to Bradley Cooper. Except Tom Cruise.” Chuckling, she shook her head at him. “Excuse me, are you trying to say you know girls prettier than I am? Because... you need to introduce me. Immediately.” She chose not to pretend like she was offended, considering that it would probably be too tiring over all for her. “Of course I did. All the girls at school always talked about begging their parents for ponies so I asked my dad and came to school after the break with some very wonderful pictures. Good ol’ Mr. Ed.” She just smiled, sipping at her own drink just for something to do and rolling her eyes. “I knew it. I called all of that. How am I so great? I guess that’s the eternal mystery.” It was sometimes hard to tell if Hayden really was egotistic or if it was all some big joke to her, even Hayden couldn’t tell sometimes. “Was she pretty? I think I might have voted for her too.” she admitted. Shaking her head, Hayden answered in a sing-song voice. “False again. You’re o for three, pretty boy. Your turn.”

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mayainks:

Maya rolled her eyes, wiping her hands on her jeans before walking to her desk. “You know, it’s not clever to insult someone who might potentially be doing some permanent work on your body,” she pointed out, dropping a thick binder on the table. “I don’t suppose you know how the internet works,” she mocked the girl’s tone with a grin, “so if you haven’t seen my website, here’s some of the work I’ve done. There’s some basic designs on the posters on the wall over there, if you need some inspiration and as for the credentials -” Maya was pointing around the shop as she spoke. “Health and safety certificates, art certificates and my license all hang above the door, if it’s not too much to ask to turn around.”

“Oh don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m just saying I want to be sure it’s a good place before I let you at me with your needles. Can you fault me for that?” Hayden hummed, a but though found herself raising an eyebrow. “You do know anyone can put up anything they want on the internet, don’t you? Maybe I just wanted to get a look at you in person. So far things are looking good for you, a clean place and a pretty girl doing work on me? I don’t see a reason to complain yet.” Continuing to look around, Hayden turned to examine the certificates, perking up. “Oh, there they are. Fantastic.” She moved over to examine the designs on the wall, a little bounce in her step. “So... what is your specialty? What do you think you do the best? Indulge me, I’m curious.”

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roryshart:

“A game,” he repeated, knowing well enough that that seemed to be a pretty solid way to gain Hayden’s attention. Usually he suggested pool or darts, but… she usually kicked his ass, and his pride was a little too fragile to keep that up for much longer. “You wouldn’t carry me? I’m hurt. I thought our bond was deeper than that,” he said, feigning offense. “Will you at least make sure I look pretty before you abandon my passed out body on the floor?” He rested his cheek against the palm of his hand, humming softly. “A pony? False. You don’t have a crooked nose, and I hear those things all love to do the can-can whenever they have an audience.” He shrugged, scanning her face briefly. “I was in my school’s talent show. I performed an interpretive dance, and I came in second place. Fucking… Claudia and her stupid juggling while singing No Scrubs act. It wasn’t even that impressive, especially since she was dating Steven Harris, who cheated on her at least five times, that everyone knew of, before that. The apple juggling shouldn’t have hidden her hypocrisy.”

“Are you sure you want to look too pretty while you’re helpless and passed out at the bar? Not everyone out there is as nice as I am, you know,” she teased, before shaking her head a little bit. “But I promise. You’re always the prettiest guy I know no matter what,” she added, reaching over to pinch his cheek lightly. Shooting him a look, Hayden gestured to the drink in front of him. “Sorry, dear. I only said that I had a pony, I never said I rode him. I just wanted to brag to all the other girls who never got one for Christmas.” Cheerfully humming, Hayden raised an eyebrow as Rory went on. “That’s got to be false. I totally believe you got second, but I feel like you wouldn’t go into that much detail unless you were lying to me.” Laughing, Hayden leaned her head on her hand. “I really hope that’s all true though. So much.” It took her a moment to think of another one, tilting her head at him. “My middle name is Florence.”

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mayainks:

“Are you in or out? Either way, just close the door, it’s damn near freezing out there.” Maya called at the person who opened the door to her shop a moment earlier and now was standing in it, perhaps hesitating. Or maybe they were just trying to get on her nerves. “The last thing I need is to catch a cold. So? What’re you after?”

“I don’t know, haven’t made up my mind about that yet,” Hayden said, ignoring the obvious pointed remark that she should close the door and instead continuing to stand there as she looked over the shop. “I guess it’s too much to ask for the best quality in a town like this,” she finally just said to herself as she stepped inside, humming a little bit. “I don’t suppose you have samples of your work you could show me? Or your credentials. I’d like to see those too.”

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bombadonna:

“Ugh, as if this day couldn’t get any worse,” Donna complained from underneath her coat that she was now holding above her head to protect herself from the rain that started as light sprinkling before suddenly turning to harsh pounding against the pavement. Donna couldn’t afford getting her hair wet. “Jon is gonna get slammed for being wrong about this one. Sunny and warm all day my ass,” she grumbled. “Are you alright? I might have room under here for two, if you need it… but it’ll cost ya a buck a minute. of course.” Her tone was teasing, already stretching an arm out in an offering to join her.

“Really?” Hayden asked, figuring the other might not have realized who she was talking to through all the rain and sounding more interested than thankful, grinning at the suggestion. “In that case, don’t mind if I do,” she said with a small giggle, ducking under the coat and pressing her shoulder into Donna’s cheerfully. “Who knows, now that I’m here maybe we can find a way to make this day of yours even better, hmm?” There was something suggestive to the words and–though she was mad about the rain herself–Hayden wasn’t going to pass up the chance to flirt with the other. “One dollar a minute to spend some quality time with you? I think that just might be worth it, don’t you?”

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roryshart:

“Let’s play a game.” Rory’s voice was already a little slurred as he leaned closer to them, his eyes sparkling with the same light amusement as always. He was always a little too happy in bars. Maybe a concerning amount, if he really thought about it, but, of course, he wasn’t going to. “We have to say something random about ourselves, true or false, and the other has to guess what it is. Say… you say you have a brother, I say false, but you do, right? I have to drink, an’ then the first person to make the other person drink five times wins. The loser has to buy the winner another drink. What do you say, darling?”

“A game?” Hayden repeated, immediately giving Rory her full attention, despite the fact she’d been very distracted only a moment earlier. It was always the saddest and quickest way to get her attention.”Oh honey, are you sure you want to do that to yourself? It’s not my fault if you end up passed out on the bar and I’m definitely not going to try and carry you home. Alright, alright, fine. As long as you’re prepared to lose. I had a pony as a kid, true or false?”

[haydenfawkes]

hello everyone! i’m sierra here to give you a quick intro into hayden!

( shelley hennig, she/her, 24 ) - there goes HAYDEN FAWKES again, walking down main street. they might be headed to go to their job as a MODEL or maybe just to do some SHOPPING. i’m not going to ask, i’ve heard they can be very MANIPULATIVE & SELF-CENTERED, though i’ve heard some people say they’re actually FLIRTY & FUN-LOVING. then again, they are an OUTSIDER of prosperity so who can say?

quick facts

gaaaaaay

totally flirts with everyone of all genders regardless

loves games. like you can get her to do almost anything if you make it a game. this does also include that she sometimes enjoys manipulating people for her own enjoyment.

very competitive and excitable, but she can be genuinely sweet to the right people in the right circumstances

she’s also got plenty of money since her dad is rolling in cash and she does off and on modelling work through his connections so she makes a lot of money on her own. 

she’s been in and out of the town for years visiting her best friend, but she’s now living there pretty much full time and has been for a year.

you can find her full bio HERE as well as a list of possible connections HERE. i’m totally open to discussing other connections, however, so don’t be afraid to message me with ideas! 

[wnq-movies]

She’ll only break your heart, it’s a fact. And even though I warn you, even though I guarantee you that the girl will only hurt you terribly, you’ll still pursue her. Ain’t love grand?

Great Expectations (1996), Dir. Charles Dickens (via wordsnquotes)

[tartts]

You are a flame on a winter night: deceivingly welcoming, but still deathly cold.

with the frailty of a single candle but the power of a snowstorm (via tartts)