#madusher

[brighterdayinc]

" is that why you want to build the algorithm app? " questioning the methodology of this entire experiment. it wasn't out of lack of faith and truthfully, it was quite the opposite. lenore always believed if anyone could achieve greatness it would always be her aunt. the one who would sacrifice almost, if not everyone, for the greater good or her own success. although it is not something lenore's belief necessarily aligned with, it was not something she faulted her in. her aunt was a woman in a male dominated industry. she was out for blood and one way or another ... she would come out victorious. " to make sure your work lived on without someone speaking for you? "

@madusher : never let other people tell you whether your work has value.

[brighterdayinc]

celia st. james lingered on her mind. maybe she always would. it was a pain that never escaped her mind, her heart. that was her love - her celia. the one whom evelyn figured she'd spend all eternity with no matter what. they faced so many struggles, hidden away from the spotlight because the world was not ready to accept their reality. their love. evelyn did whatever it took to keep their love afloat whereas celia could never comprehend she had to to make sure that happened.

celia hated her for that.

evelyn had her flings, short little relationships, her marriages. oh everyone knew of the marriages as it was dissected in the media. but as she smoked her cigarette, for once, she simply did not care. sitting on the porch, madeline, the life long companion that things remained ever so complicated with - understood her predicament. was sometimes involved in the predicament. a confidant almost like harry. " madeline ... " sighing, feeling desperate as her heart was finally on her sleeve. she normally had a wall up but for once - it crumbled. " i miss celia. "

@madusher ♡ starter.

[jennifershepard]

@madusher said: “you look like you could use a drink.”

Jenny Shepard doesn't entirely trust Madeline, but she's sure that the feeling's mutual. It comes with the territory. Still, she drops her chin. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips. "Are you offering?"

She doesn't retort about the open bar. Somehow it's too early in the night to do so. "If so, I gladly accept." She'll take just about anything over the watered down bourbon in her hand.

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[intopearls]

she's learned to appreciate the quietude of restrooms after the good first decade in the industry; yes, she loved the parties, & yes, she loved the networking — it's the losing every single year that got her after a while. the talking, & talking, & talking to no end, to no sponsors. effie locked the door from the inside & moved to watch herself in the mirror. perhaps it was the hair color; teal was vintage, indeed, but she supposes too out of style for this year's sponsors. perhaps her smile wasn't bright enough tonight; or much too bright, she notes with a frown at her reflection, blinking repeatedly with a set of dramatic lashes. sc.⠀ ⠀ ʚɞ⠀ ⠀@madusher .

whatever is wrong, must be fixed right away. there is just no possibility of her making back to the tribute center empty - handed. if her victor couldn't guarantee the simplest attempt at giving their tributes a chance, at least the woman should make an effort to not fully embarass herself once again. — she fixes herself up right away; downs a couple pills without water, fixes a pin into a curl that falls perfectly down her face, reapplies lipstick & perfume with a sigh. out of this room, she will go for the sponsors she usually avoids; the ones particularly outgoing, particularly friendly around valley girls, particularly hard to swallow even for the shallowest of them — yes, even for her. even that seems like a better conclusion to that night than——

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" madeline! " face colorless from something other than makeup, effie stares at the woman behind her through the mirror. her heart borders beating its way out of her chest. " i could've sworn i was by myself. " & instantly schools herself to loosen up, brighten up, turn around her own figure & rest her back against the sink. " don't worry — this is not me locking us up while the party rages outside. although, & our valley years can confirm, we could put all those socialites to shame. "

[roznrot-a]

@madusher liked for a starter !

❛  i beautified your papers for you!  ❛  a lark's call,  intonated with her ephemeral softness  —stack of papers held out in her small hands.  each sheet of paper is adorned with glitter stickers  —the topmost sheet atop the tower of documents boasting an array of meticulously-selected stickers.  stuck on the sheet, there's a few horse stickers,  a glitter orca sticker,  and various sticky-gems littered amid the dense type-face.  it's taken her,  like.  at least an hour to get every piece covered.  but she thinks she's managed!  she watches the taller woman, intent to gauge a response.   ❛  what do you think?  ❛

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+ multi-muse pairings meme, send "🐆" for randomly generated pairings to write together. ( @madusher )

eleanor dutton. eleanor is beth and rip's child that could have been. she goes by ellie, i typically write her around twenty-ish. depending what we end up doing with madeline and beth, i could see 'grandma' *cough* 'aunt madeline' energy ala lenore, which is ironic considering her name.

elphaba thropp. if we're talking modern times / flana-verse, maybe elphaba being an activist who protests victorine's rumoured testing on chimpanzee's and is generally just a headache for madeline on the regular?

jill roberts. i meeeeeeeeeeean- idk how to make this work but i'm sure we could think of a way. i swear, this was randomly selected i didn't just throw this in cause of what you sent me. hand on heart.

jackie taylor. i have- no ideas. no thoughts, head empty. idk if you have a yellowjackets verse set up yet but i guess whatever that ends up being???

shelby callahan. finally, a kelly oc. and arguably one of the more . . . controversial? idk. but she's a demon, and a psychologist, who preys on her patients ( usually after seducing them succubus style ) idk she's immortal so i reckon she and theo have probably crossed paths here or there which means at some point she's gotta meet madeline. idk what happens there but she's evil. maybe she can eat roderick.

[jennifershepard]

@madusher gets a small starter !

Her eyebrows rose. "I'm afraid that that's not possible." Hands clasped together on her desk, Jenny's unperturbed by the other's presence at NCIS. "My agents have protocols to follow." Her smile's reminiscent of the one aimed at politicians on the Hill - the one captured on ZNN more than she would like. "I'm sure that you want this handled properly."

[jennifershepard]

@madusher gets a starter

The redhead's been smiling for an eternity. Her cheeks hurt, but she can't drop the act. Word on the Hill would be that the NCIS Director had a miserable time tonight. While she has no trouble ignoring such rumors, budget season isn't the time for them to start.

She gracefully thanks a passing waiter for a canapé. The high top she's chosen as her base of operations for the evening ensures she's seen without placing her back to anyone. A combination of her agent instincts and political savvy.

The canapé rests on the table untouched as her smile deepens. "Ms. Usher," she greets politely. It's better to have allies at these events than it is to have enemies. Green eyes twinkle. She arches an eyebrow. "Enjoying the party?"