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On an afterthought, I’m revamping a blog - but not this one.
@thistimefeelsnew
That’s right fam, the bitch is back. Find her there. I may end up coming back to other muses, but I’m starting slow.
Which, the blog above is nowhere near done, and I’ll be working on it this weekend.
@thistimefeelsnew
On an afterthought, I’m revamping a blog - but not this one.
@thistimefeelsnew
That’s right fam, the bitch is back. Find her there. I may end up coming back to other muses, but I’m starting slow.
Which, the blog above is nowhere near done, and I’ll be working on it this weekend.
@thistimefeelsnew
On an afterthought, I’m revamping a blog - but not this one.
@thistimefeelsnew
That’s right fam, the bitch is back. Find her there. I may end up coming back to other muses, but I’m starting slow.
Which, the blog above is nowhere near done, and I’ll be working on it this weekend.
@thistimefeelsnew
On an afterthought, I'm revamping a blog - but not this one. @thistimefeelsnew That's right fam, the bitch is back. Find her there. I may end up coming back to other muses, but I'm starting slow. Which, the blog above is nowhere near done, and I'll be working on it this weekend.
Would anyone be interested if I revived this blog?
Would anyone be interested if I revived this blog?
ALRIGHT fam.
In effort to get my brain on together, I am dropping all of my threads except for a few. If I’m tagging you, I’m keeping our threads. I will be doing new starter calls otherwise, and everyone who’s thread I’ve had to drop I welcome you with new threads!
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Hey fam! I'm not dead. Life has just been busy and I've been over on my Persephone blog, and I've been doing some original writings. I promise replies and new starter calls are coming up shortly!
“ —it’s like he said i’m an OUTDOOR GIRL married to the king of the UNDERWORLD! “
ALRIGHT FAM. PERSEPHONE GOT HER OWN BLOG. it’s under construction, but come at me bros.
@skyfulcfstars
ALRIGHT FAM. PERSEPHONE GOT HER OWN BLOG. it’s under construction, but come at me bros.
@skyfulcfstars
ALRIGHT FAM. PERSEPHONE GOT HER OWN BLOG. it’s under construction, but come at me bros.
@skyfulcfstars
❝ I honestly wonder why I made the blunder of marrying that woman. ❞ He says ‘that woman’ with barely-concealed distaste. James knows why, really, deep down— he was young, naive, and desperate to convince himself that he was straight. (Yeah, right.) Nick and Rhiannon were collateral damage; imagine having not one, but two crazy parents. ❝ Would you do me a favor? When they wake up, take ‘em to breakfast, wherever they want. Here— ❞ He pulls out a few crumpled up bills from his pocket and hands them to Verity. God only knows what currency that is, and at the moment he can’t really bring himself to give a fuck. ❝ I just need a break, just for one mornin’. ❞
“we all make terrible decisions in our youth.” she remarks dryly, before gently shoving the money back at him. “i’ve got it. i’ve got them. your bodyguard is outside the door - take him with you if you want to go somewhere, he knows to make sure you get to the venue. take the day, james. i know you need it.” verity adores nick and rhiannon and is happy to keep an eye on them. things are on schedule and haven’t gone to shit, so her day is blessedly free until that evening. “just - put on something that isn’t pajama pants?”
❝ Ah— what would I do without you? ❞ He gives Verity a half-smile, because it’s the most he can manage at the moment. ❝ Haven’t slept all fuckin’ night. I doubt you have, either. ❞ James gratefully accepts the coffee in the foam cup and downs it all like a tequila shot, not caring if he scalds his tongue. He’s gonna need more than coffee to get through today. ❝ What am I gonna tell the kids? Like, oh yeah, yer maw’s fuckin’ nuts, but you knew that already, look what she’s done now? I mean—– it’s the truth, but… ❞ He shrugs his shoulders and massages his temple. ❝ Bet she’s doin’ this all for attention. Of course she is. ❞
“let’s not start that laundry list.” she muses, sipping her own coffee like a normal human being. no, she hasn’t slept. not much. she’s been raging at press and media and their public relations officers to fix it and fix it now because she will not have his ex-wife dragging his image down when they’re so clearly separated. “whatever her reasons, there’s merit that you’re more concerned about your children where she couldn’t have given less of a flying fig with the image she just presented. we’ll manage. we always do when she starts her bullshit. just - tell them the truth, but perhaps in a kinder manner.”
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Being a dad is HARD. Being on tour is hard. Doing both those things together is even harder. And when your kids’ mother is all over the front pages for tearing up a picture of the Pope on Saturday Night Live, well, it’s hell. (James hates the Catholic Church as much as Caitlin does, but really.) He’s been up all night, watching the news tear into his ex-wife on the telly in his hotel suite, unable to sleep a wink. Nick and Rhiannon are going to be up soon, and he really doesn’t know what he’s going to tell his kids. Well, thank God, he had custody of them, and not Caitlin. James is exhausted, both physically and mentally, and he hesitates when he hears the knock on the door, because there’s a sinking feeling that it’s going to have to do with his crazy ex-wife’s antics. He can’t get a fucking break, even in divorce. ❝ Uh— come in. ❞
“listen, i’ve already got pr on damage control. it’s handled. right now i need you to get over to the venue for tonight - the equipment load in is in ten minutes and i need it smoother than last week’s nightmare. call me if things go wrong, but make sure they don’t go wrong.” she hangs up as she knocks sharply at james’ door, letting herself in with the spare card key when he bids her enter. “just me.” she says quietly; the kids are likely still asleep, she knows. they hate being up early a much as she does. she pities them, because their mother is insane (god, how verity hates caitlin) and their father is in high demand.
“i brought coffee?”
❝ The fuckin’ press. ❞ He shakes his head, although truthfully, James is more than relieved that it’s just a rumor. The last thing he wants at this point is a fucking child. ❝ They should make it legal to shoot journalists for sport, especially if they work for the fuckin’ Daily Mail. ❞
“for once, i agree with you.” she says curtly, and throws the garbage paper onto the table. “i’ve been trying to do damage control. at this point, all i want is a drink. several. and you look like a ghost, so my suggestion is you join me.”
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❝ Look, I kno’ it’s Father’s Day an’ all— but don’t ACTUALLY try to make me a father. You’re no’ ACTUALLY pregnant, right? ❞ She’s got him convinced, judging by the expression of sheer horror and disbelief on his face.
“----bold of you to assume my grandmother wouldn’t incinerate me from this planet if i were.” she snaps irritably. “it’s just the press having a run of things. they always do. i think i would know if i were pregnant.”
