she’s no angel.

Azra Yavuz. 27. End the stigma against drug dealers

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emineyalaz‌:

Emine had never been to sure of Azra, especially when it came to her relationship towards Kerem. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, because she did, she trusted Kerem with her life but when it came to Azra she wasn’t all that sure where her feeling lie or her motivation to have formed such a close friendship with the man she loved. 

Kerem had been away for the past couple weeks, Emine had been the one to return from their vacation early whilst he tied up some loose business ends. They had been the lucky ones, not having to deal or run for their life when it came to the New Years blow out. 

For Kerem’s sake she had always placed nice and today would be no exception. 

“Yeah you’re right. If it was one if us that died that night do you really think that our names would be splattered all over the papers and magazines?” She questioned, thinking to herself it was about time that they where the ones to receive the full attention of their follow Londoners. “Anyway, from what I heard there where many, many other casualties. I bet no one can name them, and I’m sure they where more innocent than the ones that we’re hearing about all the time.”

“You and I both know that it would not have been mentioned at all. Nevertheless a front page or any headline at all.” To someone else it sounded harsh, but it was the truth. She’d seen it happen multiple times in the past and she didn’t see any trajectory towards change into another direction. Where they were from, people died all the time and yet it was never mentioned. Both of her parents died and neither of them had been mentioned anywhere. For anyone outside of their family, their deaths didn’t change anything, they didn’t matter. It was clear who the papers thought was important, who the public would care about. Azra however didn’t put those people on a pedestal. 

“Isn’t it always like this? In tragedies like this, only a few names are remembered and the innocent ones get forgotten.” She’d read about an incident in the US recently, it mentioned about a dozen casualties, none of them by name. When she died, would she be remembered? Would her name be? Or would only the people that knew her have a recollection of her? 

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emineyalaz‌:

“Ethan this, French girl that, Fran blah blah blah. Seriously, do the London tabloids have nothing else to write about? How long has it been now?. Come on London, you’re starting to disappoint me and more importantly bore me.” Emine said with annoyance, rolling her eyes as she seemed to read the same old headline each and every day since she had returned from her New Year vacation. 

Emine knew that her words where going to be like daggers to some of the residents of London, she had been one of the lucky ones who was away for New Years so that tragedy that had unfolded had little effect upon her. Though it did slightly gripe her gears that no one had mention Lara or Damon. 

Azra scoffed. “If it was one of us they would have long since forgotten about them.” Rich white people were always talked about more, the media seemed to care about them a lot more than they did about a person that came from an average upbringing. It wasn’t fair, life never was. So  she had to be realistic. That was the kind of world they were living in and her words weren’t going to change anything. Still, that didn’t mean that she had to sit back without voicing her opinion. 

Truthfully, Azra hadn’t spent much time with Emine one on one without Kerem around, so the two of them didn’t know each other very well, but they seemed to see eye to eye on this situation. 

[yavuzazra]

nevra-erdogan‌:

Nevra glanced up at her, for a second just staring as her thoughts swirled around her head in a cacophony of noise. “Azra,” she said, the name felt foreign. The emotions were too much, she had no clue what she was feeling. Her expression was hard to discern, and it felt as if tears were about to fall down her face. 

“I don’t-” she stopped, unsure how to continue. “I-” She stared, her eyes wide. 

Azra scoffed, rolling her eyes when all she said was her name. She was too angry to analyse the expression on her ex-best friend’s face. Even if she would’ve noticed, she wouldn’t have cared. Just like Nevra didn’t care about her anymore. 

“What happened? Cat got your tongue?” 

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[yavuzazra]

nevra-erdogan‌:

She was never a very social person.  Now with her new dog, she was forcing herself to get out of her bubble and meeting all sorts of people at the dog park or pet store. Still, she had trouble making friends and holding onto them. Part of her was always going to compare them to Azra. It was pathetic. 

She took a sip of her coffee, lost in thought at she glanced at the dreary London morning. There were things she should be doing: going to the gym, reading up on the new information she’d received from Adrian, etc. She sighed dramatically glancing up at the heavens as if willing them to give her the motivation she required. 

With another deep breath, she stood to move, knocking her coffee cup over and spilling it on another person. “I’m so sorry,” she muttered hastily, not even bothering to look up at them as she surveyed the damage to their shoes. 

Azra let out a string of curse words when the coffee got spilled on her. She wasn’t really a material person, but she had just got these shoes recently and now they were pretty much ruined. Not a great start into the day. When she saw who’s to blame for the coffee on her shoes her frown deepened. “Fuck off.” So she was capable of apologising, it seemed. That was certainly a surprise to her.

It’s been a while since they talked or since they’ve seen each other in general, but that didn’t mean that Azra was any less angry at her former best friend. Nevra had stabbed her and Kerem in their backs when all they’ve ever done was support her and be there when she needed them. 

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damon-rutherford‌:

Truthfully, he was having so much fun he almost forgot the real motive for hosting this party.

Drinking he started way before the guests had arrived. He even convinced Gideon to keep up, which had to be a fucking New Year’s miracle if there was such a thing. Whatever his father’s loyalists were up to tonight, he had little desire to know, being kept in the dark had been his choice.

As Damon saw yet another familiar face, he winked at the nearest Nymph to approach. “You look amazing, but not nearly drunk enough,” the host beamed. 

Parties were part of her life, Azra loved being surrounded by people, dancing to good music and just having fun. If she was being honest she’d say that a party like this was definitely more in her comfort zone than the elegant white tie event she had attended last time. Etiquette rules were something she barely had any knowledge in, but a alcohol and drug filled party? It’s where she felt at home. 

But she didn’t come here just to party, she had a job to do. The line between tipsy and drunk wasn’t one she should be crossing tonight. “I’ve just had a glass of champagne a few minutes ago, so I’m good. Thank you. “

[yavuzazra]

Azra Yavuz outfit for the Rutherford New Years party

Date: December 31st, 2019 Location: Sisyphos Club Escorted by: /

[yavuzazra]

genemoreau‌:

“I can respect that.” It was an admirable attitude to have. No bullshit excuses, no procrestination, just doing something about whatever it was that was bothersome. Gene shrugged, not as hung up on it as other people. “I guess it has more sentimental meaning than anything. Y’know, the start of a new year symbolizing the start of something new, fresh.” That was just his understanding of it, though. “Gives people a timeframe to work with.”

“Thanks.” It wasn’t something she thought was particularly special about her. Many people where she came from had a similar attitude because they knew how quick life could end. Azra always saw planning for the future as a luxury people like her just didn’t get. Shrugging she nodded once, understanding what he was trying to say. “I can understand that way of thinking, it’s just not how I prefer to live my life, but to each their own. What about you? Any resolutions?” 

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genemoreau‌:

“That’s a whole ass mood. Each year I’ll tell myself, ‘I’ll go to the gym regularly’ and suddenly it’s 1 a.m. on January 2nd, I’ve the munchies and I’m eating instant ramen while watching John Mulaney skits.”

And it was exactly because of what the woman claimed: Gene had no interest in changing since he liked how things were. Familiar, comfortable, he felt safe in his day-in, day-out for he knew how to navigate it. That didn’t mean that some people truly achieved the goals they set themselves. “You speakin’ out of personal experience?”

Azra rolled her eyes, shaking her head at his question. “Not really, if I’m being honest. I don’t see the point in resolutions. If I want to change something in my life I just do it and if I’m sick of it I’ll stop.” There was no one but herself to answer to after all if she changed her mind.  “I’ve never really done the whole ‘wait until January 1st thing’, life’s too short. You never know if you’ll be alive tomorrow.” Growing up the way she did taught her to value each day. “I prefer living in the moment to planning for the future.”

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demctozdemir‌:

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aurelieparra‌:

It seemed a glum mood had settled over the city since the last time she’d been present. Then again, she supposed that sentiment tended to follow the Russians wherever they decided to infect. It’d been a stressful time since her arrival; last-minute planning for the hotel opening topping her list of priorities. Didn’t mean she couldn’t sneak a drink now, though. Especially after overhearing the incessant moaning of someone further down the bar.

“It’s the end of a decade, and there are some people who plan on spending it on their couches. What happened, London? I thought you were supposed to be good for a party.”

“Those people clearly don’t know how to have fun. I don’t want to be presumptuous because I do not know who you’re spending your time with, but maybe you should think about finding other people to hang out with. Some that understand the value of a good night out.”

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“I don’t really believe in new years resolutions. They’re not a thing. People always talk about ‘working out more’ or ‘drinking less’. It’s like they’re punishing themselves for their behaviour in the previous year. There’s no true desire to better themselves. That’s why people don’t stick to their resolutions. They don’t really want to do any of those things, that’s why they haven’t done them all year and they think that just because it’s a new year they’re suddenly able to do it.” 

[yavuzazra]

genemoreau‌:

That was because his accent wasn’t British. It was American.

And like an American, he had his pride to defend. A pride that was ready to face a night in the E.R. with alcohol poisoning if it meant winning. Wouldn’t be the first time, that was for sure. “Are you sure you can handle this? You look like a lightweight.” Gene followed her, and he couldn’t stop grinning. This was what he loved about big public events like the Christmas market: you always found at least one dumb asshole who was willing to fuck around for the night.

“If you pass out, I will draw a penis on your face.”

“Yeah. I’m sure I can handle it.” She didn’t even roll her eyes at the lightweight comment anymore. People saw her and automatically underestimated her, but why fight him about it now when she could just prove him wrong? Actions spoke louder than words after all. 

“You want to draw a penis on my face? Now that’s original.” Azra chuckled, shaking her head. Honestly most men seemed to be stuck at the maturity level of a twelve year old boy. 

[yavuzazra]

zhanna-medvedeva‌:

Zhanna was usually able to control the contortions of her face rather easily, but at the idea of someone giving up their successful career for the sake of spending more time with their children, she couldn’t hide the disgust. “It’s the twenty-first century. A woman can have children and work, too.”

“But she can also choose not to. Which was the point I’ve been trying to make.” Azra wasn’t a fan of the supposed feminism that acted like it was wrong for a women to decide to focus on having a family if that’s what they chose to do. She didn’t see herself stop working and having kids anytime soon, but that didn’t change her opinion. 

[yavuzazra]

Has she ever been stopped and frisked for dealing before?

Azra has never been caught dealing. She got close to it a few times when she was younger, but she was good at acting innocent and doe-eyed and got away with it.

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