Darling

I'm a lady. Genevieve Gatz.

[ladyvigatz]

felixjascn:

“Go on little guy, go get mom..” Felix insisted, letting the tiny golden bulldog race through the new mansion, one that Gatsby had yet to get used to. It was obvious by how he stopped and zoomed back to Felix’s side when he realized that his ‘mom’ wasn’t to be found. A small laugh left the blonde’s lips as she held his lead, Gatsby already wore his little bowtie, tag hanging from the hook on the back. Heading into their shared room, Felix smiled as Gatsby ran towards Vi. “He love..” She mused. “Hey.. easy Gatsby..” She called, yet the pup always get rather over excited about seeing Vi and often wore himself out. “I’m bringing the little man to Hyde Park.. might have a little adventure around London.. Fancy coming?” She offered.

@ladyvigatz

Vi did love when Felix referred to her by that magic ‘M’ word when talking to little Gatsby. And what was even sweeter was the idea that he responded so accurately. Most wouldn’t have seen her as any kind of proper mother figure, many taking issue with the past that she found herself rather proud of. But trust Felix Jason to be one of the few that saw her as something wholesome and elegant. Vi hunkered down and stroked the top of the little man’s head while he yapped away at her. “I know, honey. I’m here, don’t you worry.” She cooed before standing back up and grinning at the offer at hand. “Now how could I say no to that? You know I’d love to. I haven’t really had a chance to explore and we both know that’s your forte.” 

[ladyvigatz]

broadwaysyd:

“Shopping? For a seemingly classy lady that you are, Ma’am, I think shopping is your thing. And, no, no, I don’t mean any offense on that.”

“Oh, I’d never take any offense over that. What can I say? We all have our vices, don’t we?”

[ladyvigatz]

broadwaysyd:

“I think I’m gonna avoid all responsibilities today and go shopping. Care to join me?”

“You know, that is music to my ears, honey.”

[ladyvigatz]

esme-vandenburg:

Esme had been working non-stop since they arrived in London. It was patient after patient, paperwork after paperwork and although Saffron would drop by for entertainment during her breaks, she felt overwhelmed. The redhead thought to herself for some time before coming to the decision that she’d take a few days off, only taking calls from serious cases and patients in dire need. It was a tough call to make but it wasn’t as if she needed the money and she was sure her patients would survive a few days without her.

The woman sat in the kitchen with a glass of her favorite wine before looking up, “Go ahead, have a seat and join me,” she said sweetly. 

Vi was still very much acclimatizing to the new locale. London was entirely quaint and she appreciated the switch up, but it did take a little time to get used to it all. So the offer of a more relaxed evening was very much appreciated. Vi was the type of woman who did like to be kept busy and had been doing just that. She was put pressure on herself when it came to work, getting through as many designs as she could to send them right back to the states. “I’d love to.” She said brightly as she took a seat next to the woman and looked to the wine in front of her. “Long day, sweetheart?” 

[ladyvigatz]

imogen-ainsley:

“Mm yes, particularly lovely… You, I mean. But the flowers as well, I suppose.” The blonde murmured coyly, a sweetness about her as she sat there: curled up on the couch beside a cup of tea, and a well-worn copy of Orwell’s 1984. Arching a perfectly plucked brow, she took a sip from her mug before straightening up a tad. “Who’s the bouquet for, mh? – Or is this a declaration of love? In which case I’ve got to tell you, I’m flattered; if not caught slightly off guard.” She teased, an impish smile lingering on plump lips; her green gaze wandering up and down the woman across from her.

What a saccharine little lady she had in front of her. Adorably aggressive in her way. She’d always had such a soft spot for blondes, but that wasn’t the only reason Felix had captured her heart. It was also how desperately thoughtful she was, in so much as Vi couldn’t quite remember a week without the most beautiful flowers, dainty little cards with sweet notes. In truth she was spoilt, but Felix never did see it that way. “Caught slightly off guard? Now, honey, I thought I was offering out all the right signals.” The older woman said with a faint smirk on her lips. Her accent was refreshing after the time spent in her home town of New York. In truth she enjoyed the fact that the show flung them so far afield. “I’m Vi, sweetheart. I’m guessing your name isn’t flattered.” 

[nicole--wolfe]

So help my lifeless frame to breathe || Vi & Nikki

[ladyvigatz]

nikki-vermeer:

Adrenalin pumping through her veins, her heart racing against her chest as if it could burst out of her ribcage any second, a thin layer of sweat plastered to her skin and some strands of her hair stuck to her skin she sat straight up in bed, trying to get her breath under control. When she couldn’t she figured it was the best move for her to get out of the room. The next few moments she completely blacked out— finding herself standing on top of the building near the edge, hyperventilating as the midnight rain poured down upon her body. No idea how she got up here, she found herself completely stiff and in shock, her mind having been trying to save her from the panic attack she had but completely failing to. Her body shaking from the cold she tried to reach out for something she could lean on, instead she found nothing but her fingers eagerly grasping for the empty air around her.

@ladyvigatz

Vi could have sworn she’d seen someone heading for the roof. Didn’t they know it was pouring outside? She’d had a bit of a late dinner with her mother and father and was planning on heading back to her room to sleep, but she couldn’t bring herself too. Upon seeing the woman head for the roof she needed to investigate, telling herself that it was probably nothing and that she’d sleep when she knew the woman was alright. Once she got the roof she was standing at the door, trying her best to stay out of the rain. But the woman seemed to just be standing out by the edge simply letting herself get drenched by the horrid weather. She seemed to be reaching out for nothing and Vi knew she had to intervene. The designed moved out and called to her before getting close. “Honey, come back inside, no sense being out here.” She said before taking the woman’s hand, giving her something to hold onto, before moving to lead her back inside. “What’s got you out in the rain, huh?”

[lanafan]

Tell me I’m your National Anthem.

[ladyvigatz]

dr-vandenburg:

“Hi,” she said, returning the smile as best as she could. “Um do you have any really strong alcohol? I don’t work tomorrow and I’m looking to forget the past few days,” she said with a chuckle. It was like the red head had been smacked in the face with all her personal issues all at once and she wasn’t sure how to deal with it without the help of alcohol.

“I do happen to know where they keep the whiskey. Follow me, sweetheart.” Vi said as she turned back to check if her blonde bulldog was still following her. “That’s Gatsby, he’ll be joining us too.” The designer said with a flash of a grin over her shoulder as she lead the way to the bar. “What is it that you? Of course, I understand if you don’t feel up to talking about it.” 

[ladyvigatz]

dr-vandenburg:

Esme had spent all day at her office, it seemed like the day was passing slower and slower as the time neared closing. The past week had been disastrous for her. Not only was she in the middle of filing for divorce, but her constant battle with accepting her sexuality and age was harder to deal with day after day. After making it home she placed her bag down and pulled her red hair out of its tight ponytail, letting out a sigh as she saw her reflection in a mirror.

Vi had just fed little Gatsby was waiting for Felix to come from work when she spotted the woman who had just come in the door. “Hi honey.” Her soft greeting was matched with a warm smile, a little french bulldog trying to keep up with her strides as she moved closer. “Long day? Can I get you anything?” Though her career had changed quite drastically there was a need in Vi to offer hospitality wherever she went and no matter the company. 

[theavenuehq]

‘I guess so… but sometimes I feel like I want it more than most others.  I can’t explain it. I just feel like I can’t really take care of myself a lot of the time,’ she said with a sigh. And it was true; for the most part. Cat would have practically let herself be taken care of like a child if the opportunity presented itself with the right person. Perhaps it  stemmed from her issues, perhaps it didn’t, but it was something that would stick with her throughout her life. ‘I couldn’t mix and match  flavours if I tried. I buy most of my food already made, so I wouldn’t have a clue,’ she laughed. Cat followed the older woman down to the kitchen eagerly, ‘Pancakes sounds wonderful. I haven’t had pancakes in a very long time,’ she sat on one of the stools by the bench, ‘I feel like I could eat a horse… but not literally because I like horses…’

[ladyvigatz]

“People want things in different measures, sweetpea. And people need things in different measures at different times in their lives.” Vi knew just about everything about that. Not from personal experience as such but more from her line of work. Escorting had shown her the good, the bad and the entirely too rich’s needs.That many different people needed to be taken care of in many different ways and it was a nuanced little art form she’d created. She would mold herself around the need but still remain very much in control of the situation. “Oh I’m sure you could! And I feel as though many of the girls in this house do the same, it’s convenience really. I do it myself, but sometimes I just insist on cooking.” Usually it was for Felix, every night after the blonde’s busy work schedule would allow. “Then pancakes it is. And lots of them.” Vi said as she moved to grab Cat a glass of water before busying herself around the kitchen to make a batter. “Drink up, honey, it’ll probably do you some good.” She called over her shoulder, offering the woman a soft smile before returning to her cooking. 

[ladyvigatz]

Text:📱 Lady diVine

Juliet: Well, you see, I take it as a blame as we haven't spoken in sometime. I've been wearing a missing over your presence, in any form. I woke with a need to know how you were, what you had been up to, how your days had been filled.

Juliet: I've jumped on a bandwagon and have set down poetics for The Girl On The Train. I even went to the extent of reading it on a train.. Interesting they call me.

Vi: So what you're saying is, is that I've still got it?

Vi: I've heard so much about that book. Worth the read? Interesting and invested I would say. I'm sure it really only added to the experience. And there's no better place to catch a train.

[theavenuehq]

‘I really like people who… want to take care of me…’ Cat sniffled. Deep down she felt embarrassed for admitting such a thing, because that was something that lead to her deepest and darkest feelings, that she could never bring herself to trust anyone with. ‘I just appreciate it a lot. I just feel the need to keep telling you because I don’t want you to feel like you’re underappreciated or that I’m ungrateful or something. So I’m sorry if I keep saying it, but I really do mean it,’ she smiled. She resisted the urge to lean into the woman’s touch, still unsure as to whether it was the right thing to do or not. ‘I don’t really know much about cooking…  What do you want to make? Perhaps make something nice and we can eat together… if you’re hungry that is. Of course if you’re not then it  doesn’t matter,’ she laughed, ‘It’s not really my place to tell you what to make anyway. Can you make me… your favourite dish to cook, and eat?  I think it would be interesting to know what you like too,’ Cat suggested, taking Vi’s hand and getting on her feet, wobbling slightly because her body felt so heavy being held up by her legs, which felt like lead themselves.

[ladyvigatz]

“I think we all want something like that. Everyone needs to be taken care of at one time or another. It’s a very reassuring thing.” There were aspects in which Vi wanted to be taken care of but the mother in her needed to be the overseer. As much as it was nice to be taken care of she couldn’t help herself from wanting to look after other people. She wanted to cook for them and tuck them in and comfort them when they needed it. All very simple things, but one had to know the line between care and condescension and she was sure her own genuineness prevented her from overstepping. “I appreciate that, Cat. You’re very sweet, but focus on yourself right now. We’ll get you right as rain and then you can thank me.” Vi offered with a small little laugh, her heart breaking for the woman in front of her. She could feel the vulnerability coming in waves. And she held her hand to the woman’s cheek for a moment longer, just to reassure her before taking it away. “Thank I can do, honey. And I don’t think you have to know much about cooking. It’s about taking flavors you enjoy and recreating them in different ways. That and I just like cooking for other people.” The New Yorker said with a little shrug of her shoulders before she led the woman to the kitchen. “Now you go sit yourself down, okay? And we’re still in the middle of the morning... I make pretty killer pancakes. How does that sound?”

[ladyvigatz]

Text:📱 Lady diVine

Juliet: Swoon me along to the wind, my dear. I'm glad to hear, really, I woke up this morning with a constant wonder about you. Darling, it would take centuries to tell you everything. :) Where to begin? I've been burying my nose inside the pages of a book all morning. The weather made it fitting for such a day.

Vi: About little old me? Why's that?

Vi: Centuries? Well I suppose I can spare a little time. And what book has your attention? Indeed you're right, it is just the day for that.

[theavenuehq]

‘I suppose I understand what you mean, even if I do feel really crappy about the whole thing, and probably will for some time to come… but I do understand where you’re coming from, and after I feel a little better I’ll try to start thinking that way,’ Cat said to her, realising that she really  did have a point. ‘You’re a good cook? That’s really good… I love food. Most people think I actually overeat but my metabolism is awful and I’m  always hungry,’ she laughed sadly, ‘And honestly people don’t tend to make me food very often. I always feel like there’s some sort of feeling in making food for someone, and I don’t know why that is.’ Perhaps it related to the fact she’d grown up on fast food, and ate nothing but  disgusting food at her boarding school for the rest of her teenage years.  ‘Okay…’ Cat said, pulling away from the hug, ‘Okay, I think… I think it will…’ She wiped her eyes and gave the woman a small smile, ‘Thank you…’

[ladyvigatz]

“Time is the greatest healer, honey, I promise you that.” It was difficult to only be able to offer that style of advice. She did wish there was a miracle cure to feeling the way she did, something to at least pick the woman’s spirits up. “Well how about we forget whatever other people have to say, hm? It’s mostly bullshit anyway.” Vi assured her, the grin still on her lips. “That’s very sweet and I’d probably say the same. There’s a want to care of someone, you know? It’s in my nature.” It hadn’t always been in her nature. Again her teenage years had been very wild but with age had come a recognition for what she really wanted for herself. She wanted to take care of people and she was good at it too. She wanted to support people and offer them what she could to keep them happy and loved. Vi was a very maternal woman and it usually showcased itself in wanting to do right by those in need. She let Cat pull away and she cocked her head to side before moving and placing her hand gently on the woman’s cheek. “It will be. It has to be... Now lets get you some food, okay? What am I making?” Vi asked as she stood, holding her hand out for the woman. 

[ladyvigatz]

Text:📱 Lady diVine

Juliet: Beautiful Chaos, walking poetry, yes? How have you been?

Vi: Your perspective allows anything to be walking poetry, honey.

Vi: I've been doing great. How about you? Tell me everything.

[ladyvigatz]

[Text] You're a beautiful creature. Something marvelous with such elegant structure.

[Text] Controlled chaos really, darling. But you’re very sweet and it’s always appreciated. 

[felixjascn]

Letting the taller of the pair work on her bow tie, Felix couldn’t even think of losing it. She never really could when she was around Vi. She was.. the only person on the planet who could make her smile no matter what the situation may be. Felix wasn’t a bold person.. she didn’t exactly put herself out there.. but she liked to believe that she treated Vi right.. she loved her how she should be loved and she.. despite how much Felix loved her, was at the other’s disposal if that’s what the New Yorker would ever wish. Felix’s icy blue eyes never left those before her. Not even for a second. With hands holding her close, Felix let her undo her bowtie and hold the ends. “You really do..” She promised, reaching up to peck the others lips.. and then again, lingering a moment longer, thumbs brushing her delicate jawline before eventually pulling back. But hearing her question, Felix gave an obscure mix of a nod and a shake of her head as she pulled away, fingers busy trying to undo her buttons. “It was.. mhm.. okay.. yeah..” She nodded, pulling off her shirt, throwing it to the side, leaning somewhat on their dressing table. The scars from her accident were so plain to see, jagged, darkened skin brushing over her shoulder, much more obvious were those on her torso. What people didn’t see were the track mark scars.. most of which on the crook of her right arm or hidden under the leg of her boxers, skin of which with red. “It’s hard here.. New York..” She muttered, nails finding her skin. “I’ve tried to ignore it.. So hard.. because.. you.. you’re the only reason..” Felix insisted, shaking her head, trying to gather her thoughts.. her wicked temptations as she kicked off her trousers and shoes, much unlike usual, getting into bed in her matching Kleins, not bothering to hide the scars she was usually ashamed of. Maybe it was the alcohol? Or the other major thing on her mind. “We were.. coming out and heading home.. I was waiting on my driver and this.. guy..” Felix paused, unable to tear her eyes from the ceiling. “A ’friend’ I knew years ago.. he asked if I wanted..” He was no friend of Felix’s.. but she couldn’t even mention it.. what he sold.. what he was. “And I.. he.. showed me it.. Vi I.. had it.. in my hand..” She confessed, thumb pressing harshly against the palm of that very hand. “It was right there..” She muttered, holding up her hand. “And I was..” She paused. Vi didn’t need to know. She was drunk.. out of her mind.. but even Fe knew Vi didn’t need to know – she was going to do it. Take that tiny little bag and go. But she didn’t. It killed her not to.. the reddened, scratched skin on her arms proved that. “I was thinking.. that.. I haven’t exactly got you that long.. and believe me.. I want you for as long as you’re let me hang around..” Felix insisted. “You’re the only reason I didn’t take that..”

[ladyvigatz]

Vi smiled into the little peck and then relished the longer kiss they shared. There was such a wonderful warmth that seemed to come from her little blonde and she was sure it had nothing to do with the alcohol involved. It was something more. Just her general way of being was always conducive to such joy for Vi.  But she knew where the conversation was going from Felix’s tone alone, the cadence of her words had slowed. Vi listened and she tried so desperately to keep a hold of herself. It was difficult. It was hard to keep track of herself with the love of her life saying such menacing things, things that tended to keep the New Yorker up at night. All she could offer were slow nods because anything else would have dragged too much from her. Of course she appreciated the honesty of Felix’s words but it was still impossibly difficult to hear her struggle. She wanted to rid her of the demons that plagued her, but addictive was a cruel mistress to keep around.; always lurking. Vi was glad that the blonde had decided to let her imagination fill in the blanks, hearing those words, hearing the admittance of it probably would have crushed her entirely. But only for a moment or two of course, because she had a very important person to support. Composure was something that Vi had developed over the years and she had it in spades when she needed it. But by God was it difficult to remain stoic with the emotion that was flowing through her. She wanted find whatever moronic friend had steered her the wrong way, she wanted to prosecute whoever thought of daring to bring drugs back into Felix’s life and she wanted to scream at her for stupidly thinking that she could handle a situation like that. But she didn’t do any of that, instead she got up off their bed and moved to her dressing. With a soft sigh she flitted through paperwork she’d kept and little nothings before finding what she was looking for. It was the letter Felix had written to her months ago, but she needed it to still hold value in that moment. “Usually we are not good when it comes to self talk, but I want you to read this again.” Vi requested as she moved back to sit down beside her, offering her the letter. “And I want you to know that I love you and I’m incredibly proud of you.” The older of the pair said as she placed her hand into Felix’s, squeezing it gently.