a butcher with a smile

quinn anne beaulieu -- 29 year old human. flying like a cannonball, falling to the earth / heavy as a feather when you hit the dirt.

[auggiepayne]

howlin for you | quinn & auggie

[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

auggiepayne:

Auggie winced at the mention of his full name - literally no one but Nana Payne, and his own mother when yelling at him, called him Augustus. To this day, nearly his thirties (sort of, but not really he wasn’t Archie!old yet), the werewolf wondered what the hell had been going through his mothers head when she picked his name. Even if he had been an accident like Archie said, the least his parents could’ve done was make up for it by naming him something cool like Elvis or Jean-Claude.

But that wasn’t the point.

“Auggie. Augustus, but Auggie,” he corrected, the smile returning to this face. How could she not remember him? So what if she’d been partially drunk every time they tried having a conversation? It was Archie’s fault for never letting the raven haired goddess inside their home before. Unfortunately, Auggie never had the time to properly bond with his future sister in law - scratch that, ex-future sister in law. Quinn was totally fair game for him and Ella now…truthfully, she always had been.

“But the whole women thing - I mean that was just one time,” he explained casually, while picking a bug off the one of the flower petals. “Well, okay not really but I think you were only there once. That one Halloween I tried wearing Ella’s old cheerleading outfit. You actually said I had great abs…I think. I was kind of drunk by the time you showed up.” Auggie paused - he was getting off track here. He opened his mouth to further elaborate but Quinn beat him too it.

Surprise, surprise, she was in no mood to deal with a Payne. Honestly, who could blame her? Archie gave them such a bad reputation…

Naturally, the werewolf followed her. “Actually, yeah, he sort of did tell us to stay away from you,” he admitted, as he continued on route. “I don’t know if he’s still got a thing for you, I mean it makes sense why else would he tell us to stay away? Aside from the fact that you’re trying to take Mia away from him, anyway. I don’t really think he cares about - crap,” he paused mid sentence, nearly having walked into a mailbox. She was a speedy walker.

Regardless, it was bro code that Auggie did this for his big brother. Completely ignoring Quinns colorful threats, Auggie was already too far invested - he couldn’t abandon ship now. So he sped up slightly to walk beside her.  "Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to drab dinner. Or a drink. Maybe I can show you around town? I know this great bar - hey, where are you actually staying? Four seasons or something? Don’t tell me you’ve got a mansion around here somewhere,“ he rambled on, looking around the street while still holding onto the bug infested flowers in his hand.

Quinn continued to walk as Augustus -- Auggie?? What a stupid name they all had such stupid names -- continued to yammer on behind her. Surprise of all surprises, she actually didn’t turn around to shut him up, either. Paynes, she had come to realize, were like orphaned puppies. If you acknowledged them, they’d probably follow you home. The last thing that Quinn needed was a Payne in her hotel room. Dogs weren’t allowed. He just kept yammering, and even if Quinn had wanted to respond to any of the weird shit that came out of his mouth, she couldn’t because he just kept on going -- which was fine, until Quinn finally stopped at a crosswalk, snatched the flowers from his hand, and tossed them over her shoulder into somebody’s yard. “You’re covered in bugs, Augustus,” Quinn completely ignored that he wanted her to call him Auggie. They weren’t chummy. She didn’t even know him -- not that she really wanted to. “I don’t think we’ve met if you’ve never been a woman.” Quinn arched a perfectly trimmed brow at him before shaking her head and leaning over to lift his shirt up. “Maybe we have. But there is another one of you guys, right? A small, cute one?” Archie never took her around to meet the fam, but she did recall him being pretty over-protective of another particular sibling who was most definitely not Ella or this one. Quinn continued to eye him almost warily before she finally groaned up at the sky at what she was about to agree to. She couldn’t eat anymore Ramen. She was also sort of hoping that maybe if there was dinner and booze involved, she could eventually just drown out whatever it was that the Payne wanted to yap at her about, considering for some reason something told her she probably wouldn’t get much in the way of helpful Mia updates from him. “You’re buying?” she asked, though it was more out a courtesy than anything. Obviously he was buying. She didn’t have much in the way of cash no thanks to his brother. “Did Archie give you your weekly allowance?” How old was he?

[dinahsullivan]

guns not roses | quinn & dinah

[dinahsullivan]

Dinah was silent as she watched the other women continue to kick the grass, no doubt probably imagining it was one of the Payne’s instead - honestly, could anyone blame her? The blonde opened her mouth to say something else but closed it, unsure if she should. Despite the fact that she was currently working with Archie, it wasn’t Dinah’s place to make any sort of judgement calls regarding Quinn and his situation.

A small smile reappeared on the lawyers face when she caught Quinn smiling, even if it was just for a moment. “He does hate it. Ella told me he nearly burst a brain vessel when he saw the thing,” she explained, a smile still on her face as she recalled the life changing event. Dinah had seen Archie lose his cool with his siblings but man, she wished she couldn’t seen this one. “I don’t know how Auggie managed to get him to agree to it, but I guess that’s just another thing I won’t ever understand about the Paynes.”

A laugh escaped Dinah’s lips, unable to keep a straight face at the brunettes colorful choice of words. Another thing she would have loved to see was Quinn having a conversation with the Paynes, that was probably just as amusing. “Yeah, Bobbi’s something else,” she agreed once she finally settled down, her tone still at ease despite the fact that she was, according to the Paynes, having a conversation with the spawn of Satan. “For the longest time I was pretty convinced she was adopted, but she’s still very much a Payne.”

And just like that, the conversation took a painful turn.

“What - no, no,” she quickly interjected, her green eyes widening slightly, “I mean, for the longest time I thought Auggie was gay so that wasn’t an option. But me and Archie?” The amusement in her voice was evident, which in Dinahs’ mind made up for the fact the she nearly spilled her drink every time she saw Archie shirtless. “No, nothings happening. Not even with Ella, who most people seem to think that,” she paused, catching Quinns look, “never mind. I’m just…friends…with all of them.”

Nice save.

“Do you want to get a drink or something?” she asked suddenly, adjusting the strap of her purse on her shoulder. “I mean, talking about the Paynes is kind of like dealing with them, which means alcohol is seriously needed.” As it was when talking to a gorgeous women, apparently. She looked up at Quinn again, as if realizing what she’d just said. “Unless that’s weird, which I get. Me being Archies lawyer and all.”

When was the ground going to finally open up and suck her in?

[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

Quinn couldn’t help but smirk knowing that Archie absolutely hated a pig being in his house. In fact, it helped a lot to know he was probably completely unhinged by this point. She had tried to forgot almost everything about the stupid pinhead after they had ended their run, but she knew for a fact he was always a giant OCD prick about messes. And if three siblings, a couple farm animals, and a baby were anything – they were Messy. He once told her that he would never leave with another one of his siblings ever again now that he was out of the house. “Persistence is the key; if you bug him long enough he’ll eventually break. And Auggie is definitely persistent…” she recalled pinhead2 following her around town the other day with a long sigh. But they all had their quirks. Quirks that Quinn could hopefully completely annihilate by the time she got Mia and hauled ass back up to Canada. She watched Dinah fumble over her words with a simple brow raised high up towards the sky. “No judgement, Dinah, really,” Quinn found herself smirking, actually smirking as Dinah continued to blabble and turn all pink and it would be rather cute if it wasn’t in regards to the mess that was the Paynes. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it. They reel you in with their dopey but endearing faces and nice physiques but underneath, they’re dumber than a box of rocks.” Paynes were making her want to drink, too. Nobody who looked like that should be such a waste of space. She hesitated, poking into her purse a moment as she discreetly counted the cash she had picked off a biker that morning. She had debated using it for gas – but a tequila sunrise with a couple extra cherries was sounding better and better every minute. Quinn sighed before finally giving Dinah the nod. “I could use a drink or ten. And it’s totally weird; you being Archie’s lawyer, I mean – but as long as you pass along that we got drinks and I told you horrific stories about his dick then I think we’ll be just fine.”

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[mihgyu]

men moaning is basically the hottest thing a guy can do besides give you neck kisses

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lets not forget when they whisper ugh fuck under their breath

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or when they write me a check for $100,000

[dinahsullivan]

guns not roses | quinn & dinah

[dinahsullivan]

Dinah looked at the women rather sheepishly. She wasn’t entirely even sure what caused her to say such a thing - clearly she had been spending far too much time with the Paynes. It had to be the hangover because being nervous wasn’t exactly like Dinah Sullivan. Normally, the blonde was so confident and didn’t hesitate before approaching others.

Today was an off day. It was a lot like the other day when she’d met the cute employee at the pet store.

“Sorry. Shitty ice breaker, I know. I’ve been spending way too much time over there,” she explained, offering the women a half smile at the lame explanation attempt. Dinah knew she wasn’t being far - she was being quick to judge Quinn based off the Paynes opinions of her and it wasn’t far. The brunette had yet to give Dinah a reason to dislike her or even deem her as an unfit parent.

The question was somewhat expected, even if the two men had just met. “She’s good,” she answered, her facial expression softening as well, although a small smile remained on her lips. “She’s a really good kid. Happy too.” And suddenly it hit her: Dinah wasn’t just helping Archie keep custody of Mia, she was making it so Quinn didn’t see her daughter.

Well, fuck. As if this job wasn’t hard enough, it just seemed to get a hell of a lot harder.

“Little Archie,” she spoke, breaking free of her thoughts. “It’s a baby pig. Ella said he stole it from a farm…which is honestly not the weirdest thing I’ve heard coming out of that place. But I’m sure you’re painfully familiar with that feeling,” she added, a smile slowly returning to her face.

She then shrugged her shoulders slightly, looking back in the direction of the Payne residence. “They’re all still a pain in the ass but…I don’t know. I’ve kind of grown fond of them? When I think about it the entertainment they provide me with outweighs the headaches.” Dinah paused. “Most of the time, anyway.”

[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

Quinn’s face softened in the slightest, even if what she was feeling on the inside still hurt a hell of a lot worse than when she broke her ring finger punching Archie in the abs. Feelings sucked. She didn’t really like having them. She blew in a bit of air, nodding to the ground before folding her arms across her chest, continuing to kick the patch of grass. “Good,” she said simply; almost too airily to cover up for the fact that if Dinah had said anything that made Quinn think otherwise, she would have knocked her over and stormed into the Payne residency and set them on fire. She could live with that answer. For now. Quinn wasn’t much of a smiler but if anything could bring a smirk to her lips it was definitely knowing that Archie probably absolutely fucking hated that there was a pig in his house and that it’s name was Little Archie. If not for Mia it would have been enough to let Quinn die a generally happy woman. “I bet Archie just loves that,” Quinn drawled finally, sighing as she looked up to Dinah with an eye roll. “But he better be keeping the pig away from Mia, or I’ll be shoving Lady Augustus up Archibald’s rectum.” Some would think that Quinn obtained her colorful vocabulary in prison, but Dinah was probably aware of otherwise. Quinn couldn’t possibly vouch for Archibald being her favorite person in the world -- Auggie and Ella definitely weren't up there, either, but if Quinn had a soft spot for any of them it was definitely the youngest cinnamon roll who could probably be easily convinced to hop back over the border with Quinn when she finally did head back north. “Bobbi’s precious -- but the others? Not so much. Just -- maybe don’t let one stick it in you without proper protection because the end results are never very pretty.”

[dinahsullivan]

guns not roses | quinn & dinah

It was only half passed noon and Dinah was already done with the day. She was hungover as shit (which she wanted to blame on Farrah), tired, and had a headache the size of Ontario thanks to spending the past hour at the Payne residence. Yet another small stack of paper work had to be done since Archie thought it was an okay move to simply move to another country with an infant without taking the proper precautions – thus, paperwork had to be done. The lawyer ended up calling the session short due to the fact that she would rather try to outrun a bull at the moment than do any form of work.

Dinah knew she should probably slow down on the daily outings but…well, no, she wasn’t going too. But this hangover was seriously considering her to do so. She walked a slow pace back to her townhouse which wasn’t too far from the Paynes, and it would’ve been an uneventful walk had she not caught sight of a certain raven-haired goddess across the street. It was none other than Quinn Beaulieu and wow, she looked great for having recently been released from prison.  

Dinah had met (if you’d call it that) Quinn a couple times before. They would both find themselves at the Payne residence at the same time and occasional small talk occurred but other than that Dinah knew nothing about the women. She refused to believe anything Archie said about her because…well, it was Archie. Bobbi had had nothing but nice things to say about the mother of her niece, while Auggie and Ella cringed and looked slightly worried at the mention of Quinn, as if she were hiding nearby at the time.

Well, there was only one way to find out.

“Quinn? Hi, I’m Dinah…we met a couple times before back in, um, Canada a few years ago,” she explained, a smile on her face despite the fact that Quinn was looking at her like she had suddenly grown another head. “I’m a friend of Archies. Sort of. I’m kind of helping him with…you look really, really great for just having gotten out of prison,” she found herself saying, unable to help it. How in the hell did Archibald Payne seriously manage to land this women?

[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

Unlike her previous encounters with the people of Naperville, Quinn actually knew who this one was.

Even before Quinn had dubbed her the “hot lawyer who was always hanging around with her asshole ex,” she had recognized her as “the hot law student who was always hanging around with her asshole ex’s worst enemy.” It was all a very long and very confusing process. Quinn might have suffered from selective recognition of her peers (at least when it came to peers of the Payne family), but she couldn't forget a face like Dinah's. Quinn was in a sorority for four years, okay? Not to mention she was an art student. Quinn was more into modern, contemporary pieces but she wouldn't mind paining Dinah like one of her French girls.

Still, she quirked a very manicured brow up at the hot lawyer before glaring and turning her attention to a patch of grass growing in the sidewalk. "Helping him get custody of Mia," Quinn finished for her. "Apparently looking good for just getting out of prison doesn't do shit in a child custody hearing, right?"

Quinn couldn't exactly take it out on Dinah, though. She didn't have a cent to her name, and Archie's house was probably pretty similar of that to the whole "American Dream" house that she had so often heard about, even being up north. Even if she had egged it previously the night before.

"How is she?" Quinn's glare turned soft as she asked the ground softly about her little kiddo. "When I tried to ask Auggie about her he kept... talking about some fuckin' pig or whatever," she rolled her eyes, kicking her paint speckled converse into the grass, uprooting the patch almost angrily. "Like -- can you even talk to any of them over there or is it just like talking to an asshole with a face?"

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[auggiepayne]

howlin for you | quinn & auggie

Auggie was bored. Considering he had the attention span of a child (honestly, Mrs. Payne had had her second child tested for ADD three times) it was probably a bad thing that he was left alone and without a task at hand. Archie was at the park with Mia and probably using her to pick up chicks, Ella was most likely with Owen, Dinah, or maybe at the police station and Bobbi was…well, who knew what Bobbi did on her days off. As a result, Auggie was left alone with the hairless cat/demon while Little Archie (the chosen name of the week for the still genderless piglet) played outside in the dirt.

Figuring the fresh air would do him some good as well, Auggie practically ran out of the house in search for something to do. He made it all the way down the block before his eyes fell on none other than Quinn Beaulieu, who was walking in the opposite direction with what appeared to. W a grocery bag. “Holy shit,” the man whispered to himself, unable to take his eyes off the brunette.

Quinn Beaulieu had always been out of the Paynes league. To this day it was still a bit of a mystery on how exactly Archie managed to land that along with the equally thrilling ‘who is Mias real father?’ debate. Auggie had never really gotten the chance to know the women but from what his brother told him, Quinn was just slightly insane and resided full time in hell when she wasn’t trying to murder someone. Honestly, that was enough to persuade the werewolf.

Auggie ran up to the nearest house and snatched a handful of daisys from the garden, earning a number of curses from the old man watering them. He picked the bugs out of them before running over towards the women of his dreams and Archie’s nightmares.

“Quinn! Hi! Archie told me you were back in town. How was prison? Is it like it is on tv? Ella made me watch the first season of Orange is the New Black, so I know have a good idea on what you’ve been through. Are you having an easy time adapting to civilian life again? I got you a welcome back present!” He finally took a deep breath, a genuine smile on his face as he tried to catch his breath while holding up the flowers to her.

[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

When Quinn had crossed the border a full month ago to pick up her daughter, she had well past expected to be back in Canada by this point. Archie wasn’t cut out to be a father. In the time that she had dated him in college (and she would use “dated” loosely), he cared more about hockey and his plethora of boyfriends than he ever did about her. And that was totally fine. Back then it was mostly sex and the slight thrill of dating an athlete -- and he was subpar at both. But now?? When she found out that she would be going off to prison for a year, perhaps the better option would have been taking Mia to her mother’s in Calgary – but the thought alone made Quinn shudder. Her mother never gave a rats ass about Quinn other than shoving her in beauty pageants and dance classes to keep her out of her hair for the day. Mia wasn't a toy. Taking Mia to Mr. and Mrs. Payne had also been an option, but Quinn knew she and Archie had never been that couple. She had met them maybe twice in the three years she was with Archie – honestly, she was just as ashamed of him as he was with her. Archie was miraculously a hockey player now, though. He had money. He could take care of Mia. And right before Quinn had to go into the slammer, that was all that really mattered; that Mia would be cared for. She didn't fucking expect the shitsipper to keep her. Between his stubborn ass and that hot lawyer who was too smart for her own good, Quinn had been living in Ramen noodle hell for a whole month. Fucking Paynes. Quinn cussed to herself as she walked back to her shitty motel, on the verge of smacking somebody with her bag of ramen when she was stopped abruptly by a hurricane of words and Axe body spray. She blinked stupidly at the dude. Did she know him??? "Do I know yo-- oh, fuck," she huffed, rolling her eyes and bringing her free hand up to her face, rubbing at her temple. "Augustus, right? I thought you were a woman?" She couldn't honestly be expected to keep tabs on all of them. Quinn eyed the flowers he held out to her before she glared at him and stomped past, hitting him with her bag of ramen on the way. "Did Archie also tell you to stay the hell away from me? Because if he isn't going to let me see my kid then he should probably keep tabs on his siblings because I swear I'll cut all of your limbs off and shove them up each other's assholes." Quinn pointedly ignored the children who were staring at her in wide eyed wonder.

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dirty tricks | quinn & jason

Quinn was still reeling from her run in with Arch. Truthfully, he did have every right to be angry with her, but refusing to let her see Mia? Quinn could had honestly killed him. She had been debating whether or not to go back and do it, but eventually realized that it would be sort of counterproductive. The goal was to stay out of jail, of course.

Quinn, however, couldn’t stay out of trouble for very long. The stupid plane ticket from Quebec to Chicago had cost an arm and a leg, not to mention the actual process of finding the Paynes had been tiring. She ultimately went with following the scent of utter chaos and working her way from there, but luckily she still had Auggie’s phone number and bribing the youngest brother had always been a cakewalk (she was a delinquent but she wasn’t a bitch – she made due on her promise to bring him cookies). Finding the house in Naperville had been fairly easy once she had an address; a nice house in a neighborhood that probably was no longer quiet due to the arrival of the Paynes and would only continue to get louder from there.

Archie was, unfortunately, home and after a pretty heated argument in the front yard (“I’m not letting you in my house you’ll probably put a curse on it!”), Archie had threatened to call the cops and Quinn backed off.

But she was broke in a city that she had never been to before and she had yet to see her daughter so she was determined not to leave….

She was just so, so broke.

She pulled her rental car into the first parking lot she happened across to possibly either call Archie and yell or cry when she spotted him just mere yards away. Quinn’s eyes narrowed in on a square bump in the shape of what could only be a wallet in the back pocket of a very dirty blonde who looked homeless and sexy in all the right ways – and while Quinn usually restricted herself to credit card hacking (kept her hands clean), she could feel her fingers beginning to itch for the quick hands of her college days. Or, you know, maybe it was adrenaline from all that yelling. She quickly reached under her steering wheel to yank out some wires before checking herself in the mirror and getting out of her car, appearing quite distressed. Her car wouldn’t start, after all. “Hey!” she called over at her target, standing bent over the hood of another car, looking around at the place she had pulled into. She sheepishly made her way over as he looked up at her. “I’m from out of town; my rental won’t start…. Do you think you’d have a minute to come look at it real quick? I called Enterprise but they said they wouldn’t be able to do do anything for me until tomorrow.”

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[quinnbeaulieu-blog]

quinn anne beaulieu

HERE SHE IS. 

~~the beautiful infamous payne baby momma~~

so quinn and archie were total college sweethearts but were mostly that stereotypical frat boy/sorority girl bullshit couple who were basically all-around terrible people when they met

in actuality quinn isn’t actually all that bad of a person she’s actually pretty lovely 

but all arch and quinn ever did was fight and cheat on each other and have sex and get drunk and fight some more they both just brought out the shittiest people in each other it was fantastic

fortunately they were only in college together for 2 years before archie graduated because they probably would have burned the university of toronto to the fucking ground

quinn moved back to quebec after graduating to generally forget about archibald payne’s stupid ass and enjoy her freedom with her awesome new art degree so she could travel the world and make lots of money and generally be the baddest bitch

but unfortunately her art degree wasn’t good for dick shit because quinn ended up working that canadian bullshit system to her advantage by stealing other’s identities to pay her bills and occasionally buy herself nice things because why not she deserved nice things, too

but since identity theft is technically illegal she was on the move a lot

and then she unfortunately ran into arhibald payne in calgary one messy summer and one thing led to another……………

she honestly had no plans to let archie know about their daughter because she was an independent woman who could take care of mia all on her own and also obviously archie was a huge asshole and really she had met the paynes only a couple times but she knew well enough not to leave them alone with a kid

but then another thing led to one other thing and quinn ended up on the run from the law with nowhere to go and a toddler in the backseat of her stolen Kia

after taking mia to archie literally almost 24 hours prior to him hopping on a plane and leaving the country for good, quinn was whisked away shortly after to serve a year stint in the slammer for a couple unfortunate charges that had built up.

but now that she’s out early for good behavior, her main goal is to take mia back to canada where they can live happily ever after and maybe hopefully possibly quinn can do a little more with her art degree instead of craftily stealing other people’s credit cards

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