These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends

Jamie Mills James Miller 36 Kings Park The Corner owner cartel hitman

[thetruthissixfeetunder]

with: @jamiexmills​ location: the corner

“ so. your baby is having her own baby. ” hathor leaned forwards over their shared table, a look of relative glee on her face. children weren’t really her thing, but she had to admit that babies were cute. “ should i start calling you grandpa? ”

[jamiexmills]

It was unnerving that everyone knew about it. Of course it was to be expected, but it didn’t make life any easier. “Mmm, she is” he replied, almost worried where she was going with this. “Please don’t, I’m only thirty-six”.

[jamiexmills]

ophcliamills‌:

                     OPHELIA fell quiet, arms still wrapped tightly around him. She had to admit, there was something relieving about not holding onto her pregnancy as a secret anymore, about her decision being final, and the people she supposed mattered accepting it. She nodded gently as he spoke; in response to both questions, before deciding the second needed a little bit of elaboration, “I– Yeah. This is more important than a fashion show, I can put that on hold. I want to – put it on hold, I mean. I’ve spent weeks thinking about this. You’re just gonna have to get used to bein’ a young grandpa.” She finished, a tone somewhat similar to her usual teasing slipping back into her voice.

Was he thrilled about this? Not really. He had been a young parent, and given how young, she must have realised she was an accident. The best one he had ever made, but that didn’t mean parenting wasn’t the hardest thing he had ever done. Evidently still was given the turn of events. “Guess you’ve made your mind up then” and he would support her, of course he would. But part of him still wish it hadn’t happened. He had wanted her to have everything she ever wanted, and he could tell this wasn’t the plan. “Yeah, we definitely aren’t thinking about that yet”.

[jamiexmills]

vivimoore‌:

He said it so casually, so matter of fact in his lack of care of how others viewed him and his business. Vivi wished she could hold even a fraction of his nonchalance- her life certainly would have been easier… Certain choices would have never been made. “ I told you it’s stupid. ” She turned away, setting up the coffee machine to make her boss some coffee. “ I just need to work through these… insecurities. ”

“Who said it was stupid” he didn’t think so, he knew too well what it was like to live with the memory of something difficult. He supposed he was lucky, he wasn’t fighting an addiction, but then he had never wanted to let that happen as he had a child who depended on him. “You need to stop being so hard on yourself. You got yourself out of a difficult situation, and are going for a better life. Lot of people don’t bother, so I’d say that was bloody impressive”. 

[jamiexmills]

orion--boyd‌:

Celeste pulled her hands away, shaking her head. “Neither, gosh. You’re defensive today.” She picked up her cocktail, sipping on it. “Certain books that ‘aren’t wholesome’? Interesting. What books exactly?” She asked, crossing one leg comfortably. Her brow furrowed as he was honest about what was going on. Okay, so maybe he had a right to be a little defensive. “…Jesus, Jamie… I’m sorry.” She murmured, setting the drink down on the table. “I mean, a grandkid is a happy thing and you’re gonna be the hottest granddad ever. But it sounds like it’s a lot all at once.”

“So you don’t want either then? Wasn’t defensive, was offering. Although the food here is shit” it was bar food, really he should have expected that, and he wasn’t even that fussy about food, he knew too well what it was like to not have it. “50 Shades was one, can’t much argue with them, but that’s problematic in it’s own right. Lady Chatterley’s Lover was another, and that one is a classic” he had practically laughed in their faces when that one came up, as if he was going to stop selling it. “Yeah, except she doesn’t exactly seem all that happy about it. Pretty sure being a granddad just decreased by hottness level anyway”.

[jamiexmills]

biigbxn‌:

Benji didn’t feel like the other got where he was coming from. Excess wasn’t the issue, he thought. Just a symptom. However, there was something about being serious and looking reality in the face that bothered him. It was one of the few things that truly made him uncomfortable. Instead, he popped his grin a little wider. “I’m passionate about plenty. You just don’t value dick, my cats and weed as much as I do.”

“Really? You think I’m straight?” he didn’t much believe in labels, never really had. He didn’t see any point in changing that now, he was happy in his own skin. Besides, he wasn’t sure it really mattered anymore anyway. He couldn’t pull someone into the life he was living, wouldn’t be fair. Just easier to focus on that point then the others. Well the cats could go either way, but whilst he didn’t smoke weed, he couldn’t exactly pretend he wasn’t where he was because of drugs.

[jamiexmills]

jayclcrk‌:

                  MILENA, Mills - it could make sense, Jackson noted - a fact only reinforced when Jamie continued to speak. James, Jamie. It still seemed a wild coincidence, but he couldn’t help himself from putting it together in his mind. He nodded briefly at his words, “I am.” Perhaps he was jumping to conclusions, adding two and two and getting five - but God, he needed to know. However, he could understand that this wasn’t the best place for them to talk - at least, not in Jamie’s workplace. “That’s fair. Let me know where and when.”

It made sense didn’t it? He knew his family had to be out there somewhere, and the man had the same first name as his brother. Though, he was so used to hearing the nickname Jay be used, he had forgotten it was short for Jackson. That had always been the rule in the house, full names only. Had never bothered him too much, people only shorted James to Jim, and he had never been a fan of that. Luckily no one had tried that with Jamie. “Mine, any day after 6 is fine” he wasn’t sure he wanted Ophelia to know, but knowing the size of Jay’s family, that seemed less of an option. What was he meant to do? It would be obvious something had happened between back then and coming here.

[jamiexmills]

jayclcrk‌:

                        JACKSON sighed softly, leaning forward on the counter slightly. What was he supposed to say? He was quiet for a few moments, trying to put his thoughts together in his head, trying to make sense of the situation. If Jamie had drawn that tattoo himself - and the only person Jay had ever seen draw that design was his brother; surely it couldn’t mean? He shook his head, more to himself than to the man at the opposite side of the counter, a frown deepening on his face, “Because–,” He began, uncertain of where to go, how to phrase it. “Because it was my name before–” Jay shook his head, waving a dismissive hand, starting again, “– Put it this way, I’ve only ever seen one person draw that design in my life before. And we shared the surname. So- if that means something to you, we need to talk.”

“My surname is Mills” he had to stick to that. It had been twenty years, longer then Milena ever had been after all. Ophelia didn’t even know about that being her real family name. He had done what he had to do, he couldn’t let his mother find them, not again. He wasn’t strong enough to go through it again. “You’re talking about James” another name he had given up a long time ago. He had to give up everything to get away from his mother, the sickening reality being that she wasn’t even really his mother. He wouldn’t call her that. “Not here”. 

[jamiexmills]

biigbxn‌:

Benji felt instantaneous disdain at Jamie’s light critique. A nerve was struck, with Benji unknowingly sparking the first flame. “Money does ruin everything.  You’re conflating basic right to live conditions with wealth. The bottom tiers of the Maslowian hierarchy should be provided to everybody. Housing, food, and security. The income disparity between the rich elites and the lower class is more than enough to meet those needs. That’s exactly how ruinous money is.” It was out of character for Benji to snap the way he did, but it was effective in at least drowning out some of his guilt. He chewed his lip for just a second in an attempt to coax himself back to his normal. “Sure. That’s what Grindr’s for.”

It was a different side of the man, a far more interesting one if he was honest. “Not really. Love for a world that was fair and we all got our basic rights. Yeah, excess of money does ruin everything, that I won’t argue about. But money itself, for those who need it... it’s a lifesaver” that he knew too well. An ideal world sounded nice, but he had been taught that life wasn’t ideal, it was a shit hole, and he was stuck in it. “Who am I to talk, I live in Kings Park” but that was to protect his daughter, everything was to protect her. “You know, you are far hotter when you’re passionate about something”.

[jamiexmills]

jayclcrk‌:

                        AT his words, Jackson almost froze on the spot. He couldn’t say he was too surprised that Valentina had been the one to tattoo it - but he’d drawn it? Jay was sure that particular design would be burned into his memory forever, having seen his brother draw it over and over again when they were younger. “Weird question, but there’s a reason,” He muttered, shaking his head softly. This all had to be some kind of coincidence - had to be a design he’d seen somewhere and copied it. Then again, what about the familiarity he’d always noted about Jamie? He paused a few moments longer, a frown deepening on his face, “Does the name Milena mean anything to you?” Jay finally asked, mind frantically trying to connect the dots as to how this could fit together.

Of all the things he was expecting him to say, his biological surname wasn’t it. He hadn’t used it since he was fourteen, back when he had still been James. Now to hear it being used by someone in Edens of all places? He could almost feel his heart beating faster. He wanted to leave his past behind him, but there had to be a reason Jackson was asking him, there had to be a reason he knew that name. “Depends why you’re asking” not the most eloquent response but he needed to know the reason, least before he revealed anything about his past.

[jamiexmills]

biigbxn‌:

“What? Pay for sex? Nah, like I said, no need. When God made me, he gave me the hook up when it came to looks.” He pointed to his face, trying to minimize his smirk at his own perceived ridiculous grandstanding. “This is like, a triple seven. Bro, God hit that genetic jackpot like it was the best luck he had all day.”  Benji promptly shook his head; he knew he was being extra. “If you mean doing sex work? Probably not for me. I love sex. Money would ruin it for me, though. Money ruins everything.” His tone was considerably more serious as he said it. “That, my friend, is what friends with benefits are for.”

“I meant be paid for it, but good to know both ways aren’t the case” not that he was in any mood to explain his own past. He had kept it out of Edens, he wanted to ensure that remained that way. “You know, the only people who say that, are the ones who have never been without it. Ask someone struggling with bills if money ruins everything” having been without it, he knew otherwise. It was why he kept multiple saving accounts, it was multiple backups. “Can’t have that with everyone”. 

[jamiexmills]

hipnash‌:

“Maybe not.” He shrugged, not really caring at all, then turned to the man who had spoken. Nash knew that this man was hiding something. He was intuitive like that, but only when all the stars aligned just right so that his mind was clear. “Sounds like she did you dirty. Snatch your hopes and dreams or something?” He raised his hand and motioned at the man.

“Witches can’t be tamed, but that’s why you need to be their friend. Like me, and make peace with ‘em.” A short laugh left him because he sounded stupid even for Nash standards. “Are you trying to hunt her down? Why else would you be in the forest on your own?” He could be asking himself that same question.

“Not really, all my hopes and dreams came true” more or less. But then all they had ever been was doing what was right for his daughter. Somehow he had managed that. Or at least got her out of their previous situation, and into a better one. He doubted he’d ever be fully done with that. “Why, she snatch yours?” 

He wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh, or just back away slowly at this point. A conversation about witches? Why had that come up? “Make peace with a witch?” he wasn’t even sure that was a thing. “I came for the peace and quiet... which evidently isn’t here”.

[jamiexmills]

jayclcrk‌:

                     JACKSON had often found himself in The Corner; either browsing books or just stopping in for coffee on the way to work. That afternoon, it had been the former, Grace’s newfound love in reading seemed to have him in the bookshop or the library more often than not these days. He shook his head slightly as Jamie spoke, offering a soft smile, “Don’t worry about it.” He began, until one of the tattoos in particular on Jamie’s arm caught his eye. There had always been something familiar about him, but being unable to put his finger on it had led him to believe it was just a coincidence. Until he’d noted the tattoo - something he’d seen his brother draw over and over again all those years ago. Seemed a damn big coincidence, and he paused briefly before speaking again, “Please don’t think I’m bein’ entirely invasive here, but who did your We’re all mad here tattoo?” He asked, curiosity clouding his tone. Was that perhaps what his brother had later made of his life? A tattoo artist?

He had seen Jackson in there plenty of times. Nice enough guy, one who had been through more than anyone should. He supposed that it was a happy ending, though he wouldn’t wish that journey to get there on anyone. He glanced down at the tattoo in question. Growing up, Alice in Wonderland had always been his favourite. When his mother had been at her worst, he had used it as an escape, and even this doodle was one he had done anywhere he could. It was the first thing he had tattoo’d on him, not really explaining why to Val, only that it was something he needed. “Weird question” though he could assume that was something to do with maybe wanting one because his kids loved it. “Val did it. Only person I trust with a needle. Unless you mean who drew it, because that was me. About the only thing I can draw”. 

[jamiexmills]

orion--boyd‌:

“Your book shop’s not doing that bad, is it? Plus, the whole point of a drag show is tipping the performers. You know we don’t get paid for these gigs, right?” Celeste raised eyebrows at him but left his fries alone, placing her hands on her lap instead, respectfully. She always had a bit of a coy smile on her face, hair drifting over one shoulder. “Fair enough. If you want something, let me know. I can usually get a freebie from the bartender.” She pointed out, leaning back with a smile. “What’ve you been doing today?”

“Could be better. Apparently my refusal to ban certain books that aren’t wholesome has made me a bit unpopular” not that he cared. Realistically he now had enough in his account to never work again, but he liked the shop. It was something more. “I’m confused, you want the food or you want my money?” he asked, not really minding which, though there was better places to eat then here. “You’re alright, I stick to cola anyway, a lot cheaper” and that was what he needed right now. Oh now there was the question. “Existential crisis mostly. I’m thirty-six and about to be a grandfather. Existential crisis seemed the best response. Hope your day was better”.

[jamiexmills]

biigbxn‌:

Benji raised an eyebrow at the statement. “Seriously? That would put weird kinks before sex in the timeline. For first-time sex? Damn, if you’re revealing kinks before first-time sex, that’s for like— paid sex. And you already know I’ve never had to pay for sex in my life. Honestly, I should be getting paid at this point.” Benji was rambling at this point, his mind hopping from thought to thought like a lightning bolt.

“Don’t, nothing against them but the industry is shit” that he knew too well. He had been there, hated every moment of it, but it had been easy money... well money, nothing easy about it. “If you’re one of those people who just wants hook-ups then yeah, else you never get your kinks”.

[jamiexmills]

orion--boyd‌:

Celeste watched the other with a grin, raising eyebrows. “You certainly surprised me. Wouldn’t expect to see you in a place like this.” She pulled her hands away from the fries, meaning no harm. “I can get you more fries, handsome. I’ve been performing my ass off all night and I think a fry is a fair exchange since I didn’t see any tips come from you.” She grinned, picking up her cocktail and taking another sip. “You drinkin’ anything?”

“Sometimes I like to do the unexpected, keeps people on their toes” though really, if he wanted to do that, he could just admit his other job. He doubted that would go over too well. “From a struggling book shop owner? Nah, steal away, I am still going to fake being offended though” least for now, but he wasn’t really expecting her to have believed it. “Cola, I rarely drink”.

[jamiexmills]

zhao-phoebe‌:

The Corner was a cute place with an atmosphere that seemed to just invite a warm feeling of cozy safety. Ironic considering the true nature of it’s proprietor. “ Oh, I saw the sign. ” She removed her sunglasses, tucking them into her Armani suit. “ But you and I need to have a talk. ”

Oh great, just what he needed. Least the CCTV was on, and it wasn’t like he ever went anywhere unarmed. Didn’t mean he really wanted to have this conversation. “Is that so, you publishing a book or something?” well he wasn’t going to start this, she had come here after all. 

[jamiexmills]

biigbxn‌:

“Honesty is the best policy— or so they say. My imagination’s pretty crummy, though. That’s why I always had to steal my older brother’s playboy when I was in the fifth grade.” Benji simply nodded; his signature smirk had rarely left his face their entire conversations. “If it came from you? Super hot. But let’s not go down my list of weird kinks. I reserve that topic for pillow talk.”

“Well that is just to know what a body looks like. Besides, if it was fifth grade, I’m not surprised” that seemed a bit young to even be thinking about it, and this was coming from him. Didn’t take a lot to do the maths about his age, and Phee’s age. “Pretty sure pillow talk happens after the weird kinks have been revealed”.