What doesn't kill me, better fucking run.

Juliette Corona. Fallen socialite. Lawyer.

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taylor-carson‌:

Maybe for someone with your figure, Taylor thought to herself, only mildly jealous. Okay, a lot jealous. She’d dealt with her fair share of harsh body dysmorphia after giving birth four years ago, along with the constant pressure to be perfect in the circles she ran in. Instead of verbalizing such insecurity, however, Taylor adverted her gaze to the pointed toes of her boots while they clacked against pavement. “No truce necessary,” Taylor peered over at the younger blonde beside her, giving her a gentle shoulder tap. “Like I said, I wasn’t uncomfortable. But I will accept the donut, if you’ll accept my coffee. I’m thinking one of those chocolate ones with the sprinkles?” Her mouth watered at the thought, having not indulged in what felt like years.

Juliette had quickly checked her work email, hoping she wouldn’t be summoned back so soon. She figured maybe things were a little awkward or something of the sort, but she hoped that this would give them more wiggle room to talk and get to know each other. After all, Jules was a curious soul and it was natural for her to want to get to know someone. She turned and smiled at Taylor and nodded, “Alright, I’ll take the coffee for the donut with no truce. And I can definitely gonna get you some chocolate ones with sprinkles. Then tomorrow we can both cry about it together.” 

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The Dark Circus Party || Esme + Juliette

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esmemaxwell‌:

            “Weren’t we all at some point, I mean…I know for a fact that I did some stupid shit but…I can say for a fact I didn’t do anything you did. I mean I dated people for my benefit then dump them when there wasn’t anything left.” Esme shrugged her shoulders, it may seem harsh but she always had her eyes on the prize. “Ugh….we can discuss that, so what did you want.” 

“And you don’t regret any of that?” Juliette asked, both of her eyebrows raised in astonishment. “I mean, I know what I did was wrong but jeez, Esme. That’s some type of karmic balance you’ve shifted badly,” She added with a worried look towards her friend. “I’ll keep it as simple as a Starbucks gift card or y’know, a new coffee machine.” 

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masonxmillcr‌:

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Juliette’s heart began to race as Mason’s hands ravaged across her body. This feeling was much more different than the other times they had been together. She had to convince herself that this wasn’t makeup sex, that she wasn’t going to wind up in his arms afterwards, but these thoughts all melted away as her hands hungrily pushed his shirt up to reveal his torso, her eyes taking in every angle of him, her body memorizing the way his hands felt against her skin. It was all overwhelming, yet exhilarating. She missed this...she missed him. 

Another gasp escaped her lips, feeling Mason’s fingers tease her aroused entrance; her knees beginning to shake at each movement against her clit. She used to say his fingers were magic against her body and clearly, he hadn’t lost a bit of that magic. “Fuck,” She whimpered out, relishing in the sensation that increased her arousal, her hips were inadvertently moving against his hand, aching for more of his touch. 

Before she could even answer him, her voice fell into a moan, her lips begging for contact against his as his fingers entered her and his thumb teasing her sensitive clit. “I...” She began, swallowing thickly as she let out another moan, her hands gripping onto him to keep her balance against the wall. “I didn’t...” She whimpered out, shaking her head quickly. “H-He didn’t--but you--” she paused, biting her lip to bite back another moan, “Y-you always get me--wet--excited--and--fuck,” Juliette moaned out. “I’ll d-do--anything.” 

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taylor-carson‌:

“Fine,” Taylor gave in, “one donut.” A compromise. Besides, a donut sounded good right now. And when was the last time she had one? Probably when she was visiting Spencer at the station. “I wasn’t spooked,” the older blonde’s head snapped over in surprise when the other apologized. She gave a short chuckle. I was just being gay, she finished in her mind.

“One donut won’t hurt, I promise,” Juliette smirked as she took another sip of her coffee. “Oh, okay, phew. That was a close one cause I was worried I might’ve said or done something that made you uncomfortable. I guess the coffee and donut could be a reasonable truce?” She offered the blonde with a smile.

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cary-reynolds‌:

“Ah, Halloween,” Cary sighed wistfully. He almost would have been sad to have missed it, were it not for the fact that they’re always be another one next year. “I’ve been working on this class action. Against that pharmaceutical company that didn’t properly test their drug?” He phrased it almost like a question, as though asking if she had heard of it. “So it’s been deposing the executives, the researchers, all the best claimants to see who should act as the test case… It’s a nightmare, honestly…” 

"As fun as it was, I’m not sure if the hangover was worth it or not yet, but I’ll keep you posted on that,” Jules laughed lightly until her smile fell, her brow knitting together in intrigue, but thought. “I think I may have heard a little bit of the situation, but I didn’t know it was this severe,” She mentioned in shock. “I can’t even imagine the amount of researching and paperwork you’ve had to dive yourself into...you know if you need anyone to vent to or a book, or something to throw, my office isn’t too far.” 

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The Dark Circus Party || Esme + Juliette

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esmemaxwell‌:

             “Wait a minute, okay okay this may not be the best place to explain the whole run down but you left him to marry another, why?” Esme tried to process everything while the fact she was drinking alcohol was going to be loads of fun tonight. “Shut it, I don’t want to think about Christmas until after Thanksgiving, good thing I have prime on Amazon for Christmas shopping.” 

“Cause I thought he would’ve moved on from me by then and I thought it’d be better if I wasn’t in his life, I dunno. I was young and really stupid, if I’m being honest,” Juliette sighed, taking another sip of her drink. Realizing it was empty, she waved over the bartender to bring her, and Esme, another round. “Alright, since you don’t want to talk about Christmas, are you going to talk about what you’re going to get me on Cyber Monday?” 

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spencerbayer‌:

“No, a death would be too much even for Halloween,” he agreed, softly snickering. It was so wrong that this was something they were so casually discussing in the midst of a party, but could anyone really blame them? “Lacking Tabasco? That’s never good,” Spence said, his tone underlined with amusement. His eyes shifted to her drink, and it did somewhat look like a Bloody Mary. Typical Halloween drink. “I think it’s supposed to be some sort of Margarita knock-off. I don’t know, I never go for cocktails. I’ll probably just get a beer after this.” 

“Yeah it would...I mean unless you’re Michael Myers or something, but I agree, totally,” The blonde laughed along with the man, but also at herself. The fact that they talked about the one thing that humankind feared, aside from public speaking, they talked about it so casually. “It’s not, at all. It’s like...eating unseasoned meat and veggies, if I’m being honest,” She teased with a chuckle as she took another sip of it nonetheless. “Really? Huh...well, let’s hope the beer isn’t shitty because I think I’ll be right with you on grabbing a cold one.” 

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Juliette was like putty in Mason’s hands, feeling his lips against hers, breathing his air into her as their lips embraced each other after a decade apart. Her body craving more of his touch that set her skin alight. It was all so familiar to her, it was a feeling she missed so much and now that she was experiencing it all again, she swore she’d wake up in a hot sweat. Her own hands were working on the buttons of his jeans, her teeth scraping and tugging his bottom lip, her green eyes flickering up to meet his blue hues for a moment. 

She couldn’t help but giggle, hearing the buttons fall to the floor, entranced by Mason’s aggression towards her blouse. A soft gasp escaped her at the contact of his lips against her neck and his hand working its magic against her sensitive nipple. She could feel the pleasure pooling in her core at his words, and that was just enough to get her to moan out, “Don’t be gentle with me. Show me how bad you hate me.” 

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This Is What Makes Us Girls || Helena + Juliette

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helenadraper‌:

Helena stood there, surprised as she was suddenly enveloped in a hug by her former lawyer, hesitating momentarily before hugging her back. Despite the fact that she’d lost her case, the blonde didn’t harbor any hard feelings for the other — Helena was anything by naive, and she knew that based on evidence and facts alone, it was a hard case against her to despite. Still, that didn’t mean it hurt any less once those handcuffs were finally put on.  “Thank you. You do, too,” she replied before pulling away. Hugs weren’t really her thing, so the fact that Juliette got one at all was a pretty big deal. “I’ve been…surviving. I’m still here, ain’t I?” Helena shrugged, letting out a short laugh. “No tip necessary, it’s really okay. It’ll take me two seconds,” she said, quickly grabbing two cups of coffee from the workstation and bringing them out to the table. “Um — sorry, I don’t know why I’m coming off so…frazzled,” she apologized, taking a seat across from the other blonde. “It’s been a weird couple of months. Things are like I remember them, obviously, but…I dunno. I feel like I can’t place what’s changed.”

Juliette could already hear her boss reprimanding her for hugging her former client, but she couldn’t help it. Seeing Helena, knowing that she’s alive and well and the amount of sorrow and anger that she still had for how everything had gone down for the woman in front of her...it was a lot to process. The blonde quickly pulled away and offered an apologetic smile, “Sorry, I should’ve asked, but, I’m really glad you’re alright,” She breathed out. “That’s the key, that you’re still here, alive and kicking. As you damn well should be,” the blonde chuckled along with Helena. “Oh--okay, yeah, that’s fine,” She nodded as she waited for the other woman to come back. “No, no, it’s fine, I feel like I’m the same way,” She began to say until she trailed off to listen to the woman in front of her, nodding as she listened closely to her. “Honestly...it’s like everything’s changed, but everything’s also stayed the same? That’s something I can tell you and be honest with you about.” 

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taylor-carson‌:

“I don’t have to, but I want to,” Taylor answered the voice from behind before turning to finally meet her eyes. “Oh!” She recognized the other, immediately. “No need, Miss America,” Taylor winked at the nickname. “Trying to watch my figure.” Patting her stomach lightly, she teased before stepping sideways, away from the cashier.

“Which is awfully kind of you to do, still,” Juliette grinned, returning the woman’s wink with her own. “Not even a donut to soothe your temptation?” She asked as she, too, took a step aside to wait for their orders to get called. “I see you’re not as nervous to converse with me now...which I still apologize for that, by the way. I didn’t mean to spook you.” 

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cary-reynolds‌:

Cary was not usually one to skimp on a social life - he’d rather roll into work on three hours sleep than be holed up like a kept animal. But the case he’d been working on was an important one, and exceptions had to be made. “Three weeks with my head spent buried in depositions… What did I miss?”

“Well, I’m a little sad that you missed out on the Halloween debauchery, but otherwise, I’d say it’s been pretty uneventful,” Juliette chuckled as she waved over the bartender. “So, three weeks in depositions. How’d the hell did you manage to dive into the ninth circle of hell?” 

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penelxpebradley‌:

Even back in college Juliette had always been a bit of a liability when it came to holding her alcohol, and time had done her no favours in that regard, so when she heard the fighting talk, she looped her arm around Juliette’s waist, turning her in the direction of the bar. “How about you get no hooks in at all, but we do theseeee” she paused, looking around for something that she could wave in front of Juliette to distract her away from pursuing her boxing practise. In a moment of desperation she grabbed the two shots she’d just seen someone else order, ignoring the protests and holding them in front of the blonde. “-Shots. Lets do shots. Mainly because I now need to pay for someone else’s shots, but yay shots?” she tried, clapping her hands enthusiastically, a bright smile pasted on as she handed her debit card across to the barman in the quiet acknowledgement to charge the other person’s drinks to her card. 

Juliette regarded Penelope as her conscience and logic whenever she had a shot too many. Of course, the Southern in her came out more the more shots she had and she was ready for a good ol’ rumble, but when the redhead held her back, she conceded at the distraction. More shots, why not? As much as the little sober voice of hers screamed not to take anymore shots unless she wanted to be passed out on the cool tile of her bathroom floor, she couldn’t resist the sweet scent of tequila. “Mmmm...” She made a feigned thinking expression. “Will you let me have tequila shots? Just two. For old times sake of the good ol’ days, y’know?” She pointed out with a big grin. “But when we find that guy, we gotta kick his ass!” 

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The Dark Circus Party || Esme + Juliette

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esmemaxwell‌:

          “What? Tell me more.” Esme demanded, although she knew her older sister was friends with the bar owner, she couldn’t help herself to become even more noisy in the situation. From all of her knowledge was that the blonde and mason dated back then but the story between then and now were unknown for her. Crinkling her nose at the mention of Penelope had Esme rolling her eyes, “We’ll see…I mean we have a whole month to decide on what to do.” 

Juliette sighed, taking another sip of her drink, “Oh you know, the last decade just sort of blew up in our faces--mostly my face. Our break up was a little complicated seeing as I was the heartless bitch that left him and got married to another guy instead of run back to him.” Realizing she had said that in one go, she finished the rest of her drink as if she was washing her mouth out with soap. “We do but mind you, this next month goes by in a blink of an eye. Only two weeks of work, then Thanksgiving, then three weeks of December and before you know it, it’s Christmas.” 

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taylor-carson‌:

“I’ll get theirs too,” Taylor subtly motioned over her shoulder at the person who stood behind her in line. Handing her American Express to the cashier, she then side-stepped to allow the other to move forward and order. She wouldn’t be taking her card back until their order was placed. Her love language predominantly displayed as gift-giving, and Taylor often found herself paying it forward. It brought her more joy than anything to take care of her town’s residents. 

“You really don’t have to,” Juliette chuckled, shaking her head as the woman in front of her fished out her American Express. “The least I can do is...buy you dessert?” She offered with a smile. It was so kind for the blonde in front of her to do such a bold move, paying for her lunch and whatnot. The least Jules could do was repay her--it was weird, but she’d feel incredibly guilty if she hadn’t.

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spencerbayer‌:

“In some twisted way, that makes sense, actually,” he admitted with a short chuckle. They were acrobats, too, and they didn’t get a fairytale ending. “I’m sure they hope they don’t end up like Robin’s parents,” Spencer continued, a simple shrug of the shoulders accompanying the grin forming on his face. This was more than morbid, if you asked him. All in good fun, though. “What are you sipping on tonight?”

“Right? It’s like you hold your breath and hope they don’t fall but at the same time, you can’t help but watch them twisting and turning in mid-air,” She chuckled right along with the man. “Agreed. I don’t think that’d be a sight worth watching, plus we don’t need to have actual death happening at a party. It’d suck the fun out of everything,” Juliette smiled sheepishly as she took another sip of her drink. “Hm, this is supposed to be some sort of homage to a bloody mary but it’s lacking Tabasco, severely. You?” 

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The Dark Circus Party || Esme + Juliette

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esmemaxwell‌:

            “That sounds…rather…boring?” Esme crinkled her nose at the thought of having to deal with in-laws, her ex-boyfriend’s family didn’t care much for Esme when they were dating and didn’t exactly hold back the sharp tongue. In all honesty, she was glad this year she didn’t have to spend with any in-laws and just her sister. “It’s been the same, helped decorate the office in halloween theme and discuss what to do for Secret Santa.” 

“What if I sweeten the deal and tell you I ran into my ex, Mason Miller?” Juliette smiled tightly as she took another sip of her drink, letting the fiery alcohol settle in her. After all, she needed to be honest with one of her closest friends, things weren’t exactly all sunshine and rainbows and the fact of her in-laws yearning to visit her just made things much more complicated. “That’s a good start. Have you figured out how you all will be doing Secret Santa? I’m going to try and convince Penelope we should do Secret Santa gag gifts.” 

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Ghost Chase || Salem + Juliette

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salemlewis‌:

Salem narrowed his eyebrows, attempting to put on a brave face as zombie makeup-clad actors loomed around them in every corner. “Skittish? Nah, not me, ma’am. Not much that I’m scared of,” he lied straight through his teeth, wanting to keep up his manly, bravadoes facade — especially considering he should have realized what this event entailed. “Last time I shit my pants was the forth grade when the teacher wouldn’t let me take a bathroom break. I think I’ll be alright here,” Salem winked playfully, beginning to walk towards where the candle apples were stationed. “How long have you been coming to this thing? Most we have back in Kansas City is a haunted hayride, which usually just consists of a few high school kids dressed as ghosts. Seems like people here take it seriously.”

Juliette mirrored Salem, narrowing her own eyes at him as she watched the man’s attempt to be manly and macho, to be unfazed by the spookiness around him. “Oh really?” She challenged, an eyebrow raising in curiosity. “So if I were to tell you that there was a ravenous looking zombie behind you, you wouldn’t jump out of your skin, right?” She asked, trying to hold back a laugh. “Ew...and I hope that fourth grade teacher got fired, considering that’s child abuse, last I checked,” She grimaced, shaking her head in disbelief as she rolled her eyes at his last remark and followed him. “Since I moved here for college. New Orleans goes all out with the spooky as well. Witches, mediums, and fortune tellers emerge from the Quarter and everything. A hayride, however, sounds like fun, if I’m being honest,” She smiled, nudging the man encouragingly. “Wilmington tends to go all out, which makes me pretty stoked cause it’s like a little bit of home.”