Jamie Ryan.

Jamie Ryan, SNL producer, 34.

[jamiexryan]

Name: Jamie Jade Ryan  Nicknames: James Gender/Pronouns: Cis-Female, Her/Hers Age: 34 Birthday: June 1st, 1988 Zodiac: Gemini Sun, Leo Rising, Aquarius Moon Hometown: New York City, New York Neighborhood: Tribeca, Manhattan Occupation: Producer of SNL Sexuality: Heterosexual Positive traits: open minded, energetic, ambitious Negative traits: impulsive, dishonest, self-destructive

          Jamie Jade Ryan was born to Philip Ryan, a New York native and a successful cardiothoracic surgeon at NewYork-Presbyterian hospital, and to Lena Ryan, also a New York native (get the pattern?), an artist and a gallery owner. It was a typical love story between the serious, successful guy, who had his whole life planned out, and a bohemian spirited woman who lived to not plan at all. They fell in love immediately, thought of each other as soulmates, got married in the Dominican Republic, seven months later they got Jamie.. and that was it. They lived happily ever after. Scratch that. Sure they lived happily, just had to decide when Jamie was around eight years old that they were happier apart.. divorce was what followed. Fortunately for Jamie, her parents couldn’t care less about bureaucracy or court decisions because the only thing they truly cared for was their only daughter. So despite their divorce, Jamie grew up running from her mother’s home to her father’s home, which were only two buildings away from each other in Tribeca, whenever and however she wanted. As long as she was happy.

          As an only child she was spoiled. Without any doubt. But it was more that she was spoiled by her parents’ love and care. Sure, she had money. How couldn’t she when her father was the one who was operating hearts of the most influential people on this planet? While on the other hand, her mother was selling those same people paintings of the artists whose names were hard to pronounce, while their paintings were even harder to understand. In any case, she had it all.. love from her parents, money in her pockets.. and various bank accounts.

           After graduating from high school, which she’ll definitely remember by the crazy clubbing, lots of drinking and even more traveling all around the world, Jamie got into the Brown University, the alma mater of her mother, and not so much an alma mater of her father, who was the proud Yale alumni. But who cared? Sure, her father wanted for Jamie to follow into his footsteps, while her mother wanted for her to be a yoga teacher (seriously?), but she had decided to throw away both suggestions. It wasn’t that she had always wanted to become a TV producer, but she really didn’t want to become a surgeon nor a yoga teacher either. So when one of her father’s patients offered her an internship at NBC, she said yes. Why the hell not? It was on Manhattan, she could have lots of fun and meet lots of celebrities.. and so her internship had turned into a real job. Due to her chaotic nature, but definitely mixed up with good organizational skills, and her charismatic, bubbly and outgoing personality, it was no wonder Jamie had quickly became one of the producers of the famed and beloved Saturday Night Live.

           So now it seemed the girl was the it girl of Manhattan.. with a successful career, amazing family and friends in her corner, a couple of failed relationships behind her, it was as if she was living the life every other person on this planet had dreamed of. But was that it? Was that all life had prepared for her? For God’s sake, she was 34 years old and had it all. And the thought of that scared the shit out of her. Either she’d climb up even more or she would spectacularly fall so hard that there’d be no chance for her to ever stand up again.. but hey, as the good old Henley wrote, she was a master of her fate, she was a master of her soul. And there was no chance in hell Jamie Ryan would ever fall down.. or not find her way up again.

Fun facts:

speaks French and Italian

talks way too much

buys lots of books, has time to read none

scared of snakes and sharks, yet religiously watches Shark Week every damn time

loves falling in love, hates being in a relationship

loves watching trailers at the cinema

considers herself a music junkie

has the biggest crush on Brad Pitt ever

has mild insomnia

can barely function without coffee

loves going out, also loves staying in

hates beer, kills for red wine

the West Wing is the best show ever and she’ll fight you on that

loves reading newspapers every morning

loves Harry Potter books and Lord Of The Rings movies

shares her birthday with Marilyn Monroe and is kind of proud of that

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xbenscott·:

A slight snort of laughter escaped him at her response. Admittedly a year ago Ben would have thought the exact same thing. Kids weren’t exactly something he’d thought about much, he’d been too busy trying to sort out his own life out, let alone the life of a small child. But here he was and there Mira was, turning up unexpectedly and not giving him much of a choice. “No, probably not, you’re right there,” he said with a grin. “Feel free to have one of those for me.”

           “You’re not drinking? Wait, why? Not that I’m judging,” she quickly added, “but it’s the mulled gin.. and the mulled wine. It’s the main reason people go to Christmas markets and what not. And trust me, that’s a fact,” she laughed in that famous Jamie Ryan way that was rather contagious. “People always say they want to feel Christmas spirit or get into it or there’s some other excuse, but it’s really the hot alcohol that gets you in the mood. Not the songs, not the stalls, just the good old alcohol.”

[jamiexryan]

bluebellmadonna·:

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𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐒 at her comment, maybe she knows the answer to herself the problem is make her believe. She was a bit scared of meeting his children, what if they don’t like her? Although, he assured her that everything is going to be okay. Her parents wasn’t divorced, with all craziness and they are, they truly loved each other. Although they weren’t good parents. ❛ So, how do you know after this fight is over for real? Have you had this kind of fight before?! ❜ She pondered for a moment. Her last comment, made her giggle. ❛ Well, that mia cara, I’m sure of that. ❜

               “Well,” Jamie shrugged contemplating Bluebell’s question - the blonde had a point, “we haven’t, but come on, we haven’t seen each other in four years and the moment we go grab a dinner, we get in a fight? It’s horrible.. in fact, it was so horrible I left before the appetizer even came. The whole night was quick, but painful,” not to mention Jamie swore she’d never ever see Alex again in her life - she was stupid to be still in love with him. “I could meet a hot doctor or even better,” she smirked, “could finally accept a date from some of SNL guests. I should have done it way before.”

[jamiexryan]

scarlettbraeden·:

Scarlett glanced over the top of her office toward the window about then feet away. Snow was coming down hard, in big, fat flakes that shone white against the black night and stuck to the pane whenever a sudden into the building. She looked at the clock ans sighed realizing it’s almost 11 p.m. She didn’t have a family to go home to but she knew she needed some sleep so she packed her belongings quickly and she left the building. Outside she was met by the snow and wind pummeled her in the face. At least ten other people were standing on the curb, trying without any luck to hail cabs driving by, all of them occupied.

“Shit,” Scarlett muttered, buttoned her wool pea coat and wound her scarf around her scarf around her neck. “It’s going to be fun.”

              “Right? Though there’s something about snow you just need to love, whether it is the chaos or the purity of it all, it’s magic. And that comes from me,” Jamie laughed as she walked over to the blonde who she hadn’t seen in weeks, even more so perhaps. Yet considering how Jamie’s life was anything but peaceful, it was no wonder. “I was thinking of going back to the office,” SNL writers were still up in the office, just as majority of the cast & crew was, but Jamie wanted to get out earlier tonight.. if 11 p.m. could be considered early at all. “But it’s been quite entertaining to watch people go nuts because of little snow, Scarlett,” though the wind was harsh.. as it always was in the Big Apple.

[jamiexryan]

bluebellmadonna·:

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𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 glass on the table, and turning to Jamie, snuggling with a cushion. ❛ Well, he is for me. ❜ She admitted, as she pulled a strand of her own behind her ear. ❛ Anyway, I helped him to buy gifts for his children, and I’m going to meet them. ❜ The Italian blonde always had problem to figure out if a person was into her or not, and the truth is, there is times she may never found the real answer. She rose her brow when Jamie repeated her question.  ❛ Yes, of course. ❜ She threw the cushion on Jamie’s direction, giggling. Upon what she said about Alex, the blonde was surprised. ❛ Oh shit, I’m sorry. ❜ She wasn’t expecting to hear that. ❛ Are you sure it’s done now? ❜ She sat on the sofa. ❛ I don’t know any cute guys to introduce you. ❜ The ones she knows are gays…

           “You’re going to meet his kids and you still wonder if he likes you? If that isn’t the answer you’re looking for..” meeting the kids was the big step - as a child of divorced parents, Jamie knew that better than anyone.. but it was the flying cushion thrown at her what brought her back. Offering a small smile to Bluebell, the raven-haired beauty nodded. “I’m sure, more than ever. There’s nothing that can be done except to bury that dusty old relationship for good. I should have done that years ago.” Perhaps her life would have been different now.. who knows where she’d even be? With whom? “Don’t worry, Blue, I’m certain my talent for meeting cute guys is still untacked.” 

[jamiexryan]

xbenscott·:

for: anyone location: christkindl market

Why did Ben always do this? Why was he always running around a couple of weeks before the big day? At least the market was there to help, well kind of, but he was quickly finding himself distracted by a number of food stalls, not to mention wandering idly into the Christmas houses. Upon stepping into the third one, he paused to look over one of the displays, and then casually commented to the person beside him, “I feel like this would be more fun with kids.” His thoughts moved to Mira, but honestly, the 5 month old wasn’t really going to have a clue what was going on if she’d been there with him.

      Jamie raised her brows up upon the other’s comment. “I’m sorry, kids?” Strongly shaking her head, she couldn’t really agree with the man. Perhaps because kids were not on her my mind at all.. not that she couldn’t see herself with one in the future, but now.. it was all about Jamie, still. “I don’t think drinking mulled wine, or in my case, a mulled gin,” she raised her glass up, “would be easy while having to look out for kids? Believe me, it’s hard enough to look out for myself,” Jamie laughed clearly joking, but then again, it wasn’t far away from the truth.

[jamiexryan]

ofachef·:

☆ﾟ*·ﾟKIANNA WAS APPRECIATIVE of people who were actually kind in the city. She’d run into her fair share of rude people. “I appreciate that. Sometimes I need to hear it.” Gripping the new bag she’d created, which looked quite ridiculous, she pulled out her hair tie and tried her best to wrap it around the bag. Hopefully it would actually hold and this problem wouldn’t happen again. “I’m a chef actually. I wouldn’t mind a bit of help with recipes, or if not recipes, just flavors that people like.”

       “A chef? One of my dear friends is a chef, a brilliant one actually. You’ve heard of Ricci’s, right?” If you asked Jamie, it was the best Italian restaurant in the city, and that was not just because she was so close to Marco. It was a simple fact that the man knew how to make food. “Wait, you also have a restaurant? Flavors that people like..” she gave a bit thought to it, but it was a complicated question, wasn’t it? “I’d say it depends on the cuisine. I adore Italian, love Chinese.. does that help at all?” 

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beatrizxryan·:

with: @jamiexryan· where: Christkindl Market 

“You can’t stay at the hospital all the time. It’s really sweet and kind of you, and all, but you need rest too.” Bea insisted, dragging her sister towards one of the many stalls at the market. There was no discussion as to which stall they’d go to first; after hearing the news from their parents, Bea knew that Jamie needed alcohol. And what was better than mulled wine on a wintery New York day? “Besides, I’m willing to fork out like a hundred bucks for two glasses of mulled wine. We can get drunk on it, eat some weird stuff, and enjoy ourself. Disconnect for five minutes, okay?”

           She didn’t even realize Christmas came to town, to be honest. With all of her time spent in the hospital, it was as if the life was passing by her.. it was no wonder Bea wanted to save her. “Five minutes only? Because if you extend that to six, I don’t know..” she playfully teased, before she nodded trying to take in the whole Christkindl Market energy. People were laughing, Christmas music was playing from every corner, and yet her mind was still with Alex. “So, mulled wine, huh?” How could she ever resist alcohol, even in its hot form? “Is it my turn to now ask you what are your plans for New Year’s Eve? Because apparently, it’s just around the corner,” the older Ryan sister laughed.

[jamiexryan]

marcoriccii·:

“It’s practical when I have a business to run.” Marco laughed softly, knowing how ridiculous that was considering the business could pretty much run itself without any need for him. These days he mostly oversaw things or spent early mornings making pasta or creating desserts. His sous chef did most of the work in the kitchen. “You? Grow up? I don’t know about that…” More laughter and he shook his head. “All sounds ridiculously far-fetched, doesn’t it?” Forty-three and no chance of actually acting anything like an adult when it came to his private life. Her interest made him smile and he nodded. “I could do the whole chef on a boat thing, write a book maybe.” He’d never once considered that, but the ocean was inspiring like that, it always had been.

              “I’m the female version of Petar Pan, am I not? A Tinkerbell, really,” she started laughing at herself, even more at the whole conversation, but it was exactly how her Sunday mornings with Marco usually were.. full of laughter. “What does? The idea of running away? And I mean that in the best way possible,” she stuck out her tongue at him while turning around to grab a cup of coffee he brought her to earlier. “You know,” it dawned to her, “if you do that, that could lead you to a TV show. It’s a great overture,” taking a sip of her coffee, she continued. “Even better, we could actually do a show on the boat. You travel the world on the boat, you experience the local cuisine, you cook,” she could already see it, “you’re obviously hot, so the ratings would be off the charts.”

[jamiexryan]

bluebellmadonna·:

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 blonde furrowed her brows at her words. People can travel with people they tolerate, right? It must be the boredom that leads to do that… Or maybe it is hard for her to swallow she likes somebody after so many years. ❛ I see your point. ❜ Maybe she is right. Upon her question she rose her brow. ❛ I don’t know, I have hard time to read him. Too much surprises scares me off. ❜ Or maybe Bluebell Madonna is too moony, which surprisingly is a good option (yes, she’s impulsive and likes unpredictable things but when it’s too much, this gives her a certain anxiety of not knowing the next step). That’s the reason this whole thing is scaring her off a little… The last meetings with Klaus is nothing but a pleasant surprise for her how things are going. It’s not always she can reads the ‘signs’ when somebody likes her, or even when she is into somebody, it takes a while to process the thought and accepted it. Perhaps, it was time for her pluck up courage and say what she feels about him but the fear of losing her ’ally’ or so this is the term she convinces herself to use it. Each choice is one renounce like everything in life. Little did Jamie knows if one of those people are her own family’s members she let’s taking advantage of her, apart from 'friendships’. Jamie is right, the Italian blonde does literally everything in her capacity to try to please everybody. Even Jesus couldn’t please everybody so why would she still forcing herself to please everyone? ❛ You’re right. I’ll rethink of my responses. ❜ In reality, she was used to people trying to gain something from her… She does not have problem with it a long time…  ❛ Tell me more about you now… ❜

         “I don’t think Klaus is so hard to read, is he?” However, it wasn’t Jamie who caught feelings for the man.. reading people we liked was harder than anything, or so she recalled. Did she though? To be fair, Jamie had never any problems with it - she knew when people were into her, just as she knew she could have anyone she wanted. Except of Alex.. he just had to live to prove her wrong apparently. “You need to be in control of your own life, Bluebell.” Putting her empty glass down on the coffee table, Jamie reached for remote. “About me now?” As she laughed, she chose to leave the remote on the table and instead of ordered Alexa to change music to The Weeknd. “I had dinner with Alex the other day and we had the biggest fight ever,” well, it was long coming, “so now I can officially say we’re a done story. Done as in the world is done with.. Kanye West,” letting out a laugh, she shrugged knowing she was far away from being done with Alex, but she was determined to get him out of her system in any way she knew - and this time she meant it. “No, joking aside, it’s over. Four years later, it’s finally over, meaning I’m ready to start dating again.. any cute guys I should know about?” 

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karasantiago·:

Kara knew Jamie was right though despite everything, she couldn’t be mad at Klaus. He couldn’t help it. One can’t control how they feel about someone. But Kara was definitely someone who wasn’t going to be a choice. She respected herself too much for that and it was unfair for everyone no matter who chooses who and what not. Though she told Klaus to choose Blue, it was still his decision whether he wanted to or not. When Jamie mentioned who the other was, all Kara could do was nod and sip her drink. She remained quiet for a moment before sighing, “Honestly, i think they’re better off for each other. I’m the odd one out of the three of us. They both come from a very rich world. A high-end life. They could relate to each other, have similarities that could easy keep the bond between them stronger. Now with everything that happened to them, that’s something that pulls them together even more. I just..i don’t know. For now, i’m just gonna keep my distance from them until i can process this better and move on.” she sighed again. At her question, she thought about it for a minute then shook her head. “No I didn’t want to stay his girlfriend forever. I wanted to be a wife and maybe a mother. But now. I don’t even want any of that. What’s the point in trying to reach for something that is never going to be in my grasp? Plus, i’ve seen marriages and they fucking suck. My parents, people at the bar, they’re perfect examples. I’m just not meant for it and you know what, that’s fine now. i’m going to live my life as a single woman who owns a badass bar and gets to travel whenever the hell i feel like it.” she said with much confidence before downing her drink once more. The alcohol was really starting to kick in now since she had lost count of how many she had. “Look i’m not a fan of romance and love shit anymore but baby if you love that man and he still means so fucking much to you after years, fucking make it work. Fight over and over until you guys get tired. Eventually, that fight will lead into a real conversation. You still love him and im sure as fuck he still loves you if you two went out to dinner. Do everything you can to make it fucking work. Don’t let one little fight discourage you. Work it out. if you do, great. Even if it means having to start over. You’re a badass bitch and he’s fucking hot whose also a real sweet guy aside from the fight. For that whole cheating thing to matter till this day that means you guys still matter to each other.”

          “Just because two people are good on the paper doesn’t necessarily mean they are good for each other in the real life,” she took a brief pause as if to contemplate her thoughts, gather the bits of chaotic pieces that were floating around her mind. Kara, Bluebell, Klaus.. the triangle Jamie would have never put any money on because it was impossible. Yet, here they were.. it was happening. “It’s complicated, the matters of heart. There are no rules. Similar background helps, true,” Jamie was realistic, “but it can not keep two people together if there’s not more to it.” It was what drew her to Alex - what made her stay.. for so long, even though the physical relationship was long gone. The difference between them was strongly highlighted - a daughter of Manhattan’s WASP surgeon and an adopted Guatemalan firefighter. It wasn’t supposed to work, not in a billion years, but it did - better and stronger than with anyone else. “Are your feelings for Klaus similar to the ones you have for Nico, or is Nico still up on the fucked up pedestal of feelings?” Why was it that we always wanted those who didn’t want us? What kind of perpetually fucked up part of human nature that was? Was it all about being with someone who wanted you more than you want him? Was that how one fulfills the society’s expectations? “I saw my parents marriage fall apart, and you can’t even imagine how much they were in love.. yet they failed. After that, I didn’t think love could last, no matter how much Disney tried to convince us in otherwise, but now..” looking aside, she sighed, “Alex is not here and I’m still in love. So perhaps,” bringing her gaze back on Kara, “your plan of being a successful single woman who travels a lot will be torn apart.. it is life. You think one thing, another other happens.” It did happen to Jamie, the life lesson she didn’t even think of, not in her wildest dreams, but there she was.. years later. “You think?” Jamie laughed choosing to stay silent for a moment. Was there really a chance for them? Kara was right.. when they were at that dinner, it was as if the whole cheating thing happened just a two or three days ago. Not four years ago. It was very much alive, so palpable and powerful, as if they were both still trapped under its weight. “But just so you know, the whole monologue you just gave to me, Kara, does mean that you are still a hopeless romantic, no matter what you say,” the corners of her lips pulled up before she nodded a couple of times. “I don’t know, perhaps you’re right. Perhaps I should reach out to him..” in a week or two, or three perhaps, because the scars of their latest fight could still be seen. “You know that he lives on the fuckin’ Staten Island right now? I mean..” the raven haired woman laughed.

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alexmoralesx·:

As much as he wanted to be alone and just wallow in self-pity because he ruined his life, he knew it was better he didn’t. If he did, there really wouldn’t be any coming back from that and he’d be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Alex didn’t want that. He couldn’t do that. He loved his job. He wanted to do until he no longer could. Was this just a sign though? Should he just retire from the force? That wasn’t fair though… Alex still had more to do. More to give. He wanted to be chief. He was confident he could. There was no way he could now. No one would respect him as chief he was literally rolling around the fire station.

Turning his gaze up towards Jamie as she held his face and spoke, he couldn’t help but frown, “How do you know that?” He asked, genuinely curious. He had never experienced anything like this before. How could she possibly know he was going to succeed at something like learning to walk again? It just…didn’t sound right to him. 

Softly, he held her hands as she grabbed his own and he just blinked, listening as she spoke. If there was one thing about Jamie, she wasn’t a bullshitter. He was certain she would get him whatever he needed and that was very kind but she didn’t have to do that. “Thank you.” Alex finally spoke, softly, “You don’t have to do that though. I have insurance. I can find…doctors and a therapist…” He paused and huffed, “If I…want that.” He mumbled. He wasn’t sure what he wanted. He felt so defeated at the moment. Alex didn’t feel like himself anymore… “Not that I don’t… appreciate it.” He added in. He did. He didn’t want her to think he didn’t. Alex just wasn’t sure what he wanted.

            Not known as a very patient person, Jamie was one when it came to Alex.. or she had become. It was strange what love could do to one, wasn’t it - what kind of power the other could have over you. “Because I know you?” Was he doubting himself, seriously? There was no place for self-pity, not in Jamie’s life, and she’d make sure there would not be any in his as well. Alex was stronger than that, and even though this was a shock, there was an exit. They heard it a moment ago, and there was not a chance Jamie wouldn’t do anything in her power for them to reach out an exit out of this situation. “It’s you - you can fight this. It will be months of fighting, but you can do it.” 

             She nodded, trying to listen to him as best as she could because there was a part of her that was shivering upon his touch on her skin. It was a while.. four years had passed.. and her heart wanted to jump out of the ribcage upon something so small as holding each other’s hands. “I don’t have to,” she mustered up words, “but I want to, Alex. Why would you want to do that on your own when my dad can do it with one phone call?” It was her father who made it possible for her to be by his side 24/7, not leaving it for a single moment.. spending her days and nights in this goddamn hospital. “If you want that? Alex.” Why was he scared of fighting for himself? Was that also the reason he didn’t fight for them when it was needed? “Are you trying to tell me you’re considering just giving up?” Shaking her head, Jamie strongly squeezed his hands, not believing what she was hearing. “No, I won’t let you give up. I won’t. You can’t give up. No.” Alex gave up on them, and she let him do that, but she would be damned if she’d let him give up on himself. “Why would you even give up? Why won’t you fight for yourself?” Searching his eyes, Jamie knew she had no rights to even ask those kind of questions.. not anymore, but to see the man she loved giving up so easily on his future, it was heartbreaking. “Alex, I won’t let that happen.”

[jamiexryan]

nadiakhalil·:

Closed starter: @jamiexryan· Location: A bar 

Nadia raised her hand a bit to wave down the bartender. “Can i get another?” She asked, with a slight slur. She had lost count of drinks she had. She thought she was able to handle the heartbreak, the rejection, but it was hitting harder than she thought. The man she loved would never return those feelings. She knew that and yet she still put herself in that position. She let it go on too long that she fell hard for Alex. Though he and Jamie broke up, she knew he still loved her. That she was the one he wanted till the very end. 

She spent nights alone at home, keeping her distance to try and move on but it was harder than she thought. She didn’t know how to move. Didn’t know where to start so she found herself at the bar, drunk and alone. She glanced around until her eyes fell on Jamie who happened to be at the bar. Sighing, she leans her head on the bar counter. “This fucking sucks.” she mumbled to herself.

            Standing at the bar with a glass of whiskey in her hands, Jamie was briskly discussing the latest Kanye West outburst with some of her SNL colleagues. It was one of those days where they’d ran away from the 17th floor of 30 Rock, where SNL staff was located, to the nearest bar just so they’d be among other people - even if for half an hour only. However, they’d often stay until they’d make them leave. “Okay, okay, the next round is on me. We’re all having the same?” As her group happily cheered, Jamie walked a bit away from them to the part of the bar counter where the bartender currently was. “Hey, please, repeat the order for us, and add something for yourself,” she gave the man that recognizable Jamie Ryan smile as he nodded while smiling back. They were not regulars per se, but weren’t far away from it either. However, as she was about to head back to the other part of the bar counter, a familiar head of curls got in her sight. Nadia? Looking around herself, she wondered if Alex was here as well.. because if he was, she’d just leave. The last thing she needed was for the two of them to get into another fight, and even more so, to look at him while he was happily talking to Nadia. 

               But judging by the state of the woman, she was all by herself.. and wasn’t looking the happiest patron either. Fuckin’ Alex, Jamie thought to herself because she was doing this only for him and because of him, but she slowly made her way to her ex’s best friend. “Nadia?” Curiously eyeing the woman, she lightly tilted her head aside as if she’d get a better look of the face that was hidden beneath the curls. “Are you okay?” 

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blakemadden·:

Blake laughed at the woman’s candid response because honesty was important to her so getting it from a stranger like this made the brunette feel like they had instantly bonded. Even if they’d only just met. “I have my weapon on my lips, I like that. My mom used to tell me to be careful what I say because words can be used as a weapon, but she never said anything about lipstick, I think I like the idea of using that better.” Brightly offering her hand to the other, older woman? She might be older, it was hard to tell, with an open smile. “I’m Blake, Blake Madden.” She introduced herself.

            “I agree with your mom - words are the most powerful weapon in the world,” though there were some others - a thought that made her smile, “but why not use that weapon while wearing the perfect lipstick? It’s a double strength, isn’t it?” Accepting the other’s hand, Jamie firmly shook it as she looked the other in her eyes. “Well, it’s lovely to meet you, Blake Madden,” replying with a kind smile, “I’m Jamie Ryan.” But something caught her interest as she let go of other’s hand. “Love the fact we are both carrying unisex names.”

[jamiexryan]

marcoriccii·:

When Jamie laughed it echoed off the walls, infectious and guaranteed to bring a smile to Marco’s face no matter what was going on. Considering what had happened with his father three years ago, it made sense in a way that he’d been drawn to her. repeatedly after their first rendezvous. People like Jamie were few and far between in his life. As the conversation turned relatively serious, he let the expression on his face soften. “Always have some kind of desire to repeat it, just have no idea how practical that is,” he told her. “People keep telling me I need to make more of an effort to actually grow up sometime in the not too distant future.” Not the easiest thing as far as he was concerned. The question ‘caused him to raise his brows, clearly thinking it over for a moment or two. “It’s a possibility. Might head out on a boat, take in the world, do a little cooking.”

            “It’s unpractical as hell, but come on, is it practical to live here when we dream of something else?” More of a rhetorical question, she pulled up the sheet a bit more to herself. “Grow up? I don’t think you should grow up,” offering him a soft smile, she brought her hand up to his arm, slowly tracing the seeing veins, “I like you the way you are. Otherwise, if you grow up, what should I do then? Grow up as well?” Not in a million chances.. there was a hidden truth to her friendship with Marco throughout all of these years - it was he who kept her from turning into a living ghost. Of course, there was her job, but Marco added a different touch to her life.. or the remains of it. “Really?” Sitting up, she was holding the sheet against her chest as her eyes were excitingly questioning Marco. “If you do that, tell me I can join you for at least some time? A month?”

[jamiexryan]

bluebellmadonna·:

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 prepared for that comment, or maybe it was time for her to admit it to herself out and loud and say it to Jamie. The last person she talked to, is no longer living in this city. ❛ Unfortunately, yes. I’m just bummed that I can’t control what the heart wants. The last time I liked somebody was a long time ago, like ten years ago. ❜ She admitted it looking into her eyes with her sparkling grey-bluish with a hint of sadness behind them, she knew she was getting in trouble for liking him already. She had friends that warned about him, not falling for ‘his charms’, and she is not the type of woman who was into him for his wealth, because she is also coming from a wealthy background, after all, she’s the president’s daughter… — The playful expression upon her face changed to one more serious one. ❛ I’m not a Jedi! How am I supposed to know? I’m not a person who notices when somebody likes me to be honest. I think he only tolerates me, and because of the video, it’d be good for our reputations if we support each other. The only thing different now we are fighting less. ❜ They used to bicker over literally anything, maybe because he was too hot and it was a sin to someone be as pretty as him. Perhaps as the closer as they got, they are learning to respect each other better.  ❛ Also, when the trip came out I was a bit nervous, not knowing how it would end up, but my personal life is so screwed anyway, it’s not like it would get lower than already is. Luckily the trip was nice. I thought it’d end in an assassination.❜ She admitted. ❛ I am a person who people like to take advantage of me, and in a way I allow them to do it to me… ❜ She never said it to anyone, but she felt comfortable enough to say it to Jamie. This is her trying to explain as to why she never knows when a person truly likes her or if she recognizes the sign when it happens if a person doesn’t like her status or the benefit it could get for them, or it was for her physical (to be another number on the bucket list)  even though she didn’t find herself pretty as the people says. As for Klaus, she didn’t know how to read him, which intrigues her.

             “I don’t think I would ever run away to Malta with anyone I just tolerate, Blue, and I believe the same applies to Klaus,” the producer replied while throwing a glance at her phone screen that lit up. “Out of all people in the world he knows, I don’t think he’s wasting his time, and money,” she added, “on people he doesn’t deem worthy of it. And if you had such a nice time as you say you did, I don’t think he’s indifferent.. besides, why would he be?” Not that Jamie was an expert on relationships - clearly, she wasn’t - but she knew all the little games they were playing in the eternal game of chasing. And perhaps if she had some strength in her, or even more so, wish, she’d have joined the game once again, but she had sent herself out on her own. For now, she was on the bench with no interest to play ever again. “I don’t realize why are you letting people take advantage of you, Blue. What for? For the headlines to be a bit nicer next morning? Or for them to be worse than even before? You can’t go through life being a people pleaser, Blue. You have to crush those that need to be crushed..” speaking as the true Jamie Ryan, it was no wonder the woman got so far. And yes, perhaps she got the assistant position due to her father’s connections, but she came this far due to herself. Jamie was ambitious, but it was wrapped up in the role of a rich it girl.. and she wouldn’t have it any other way. “You just have to accept people will always try to gain something from you - it’s part of life. What you can control though, is how you respond to it.”

[jamiexryan]

ofachef·:

☆ﾟ*·ﾟKIANNA FELT ABSOLUTELY ridiculous, getting so upset over groceries. There was no reason. But really, she hadn’t slept well, then the coffee machine broke, she’d stepped in a puddle, and just everything kept happening. “You know what? You’re right. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere, and tears never solve anything.” Gathering as much of the groceries as she could, she tried to place most of it in the center of her bag, attempting to carry it like that. Laughing, Kianna shook her head. “No, not heartbreak. Just everything going wrong on a day that I already didn’t sleep well. And one of my employees is driving me up the wall.”

            Nodding, she gave the woman the last item she had grabbed from the sidewalk. “It’s nothing you can’t solve, I’m certain.” Business was the least of Jamie’s concerns - she had never had any troubles, but perhaps it was due to the nature of her job, or perhaps that she was simply born to do it. Yet when it came to personal life, it was falling apart faster than she could have ever predicted - hitting one rock bottom after another. “What is that you do? Perhaps I can help.”