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Jun. 19th, 2017 11:07 pmasskickingblahniksDid you tell everyone I moved to France to marry a sugar daddy because I wanted a sex change and a cosmetic overhaul to look like a Ken doll?
[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Julian @
Jun. 19th, 2017 11:07 pmasskickingblahniks[ FACEBOOK ]
Nov. 8th, 2016 09:27 pmnewhorizonEnjoying a walk along the beach with my son and new son-in-law. Family is everything. Couldn't be a prouder dad if I tried.
"Lost in this moment."
Nov. 7th, 2016 02:56 pmbitchplsWho: Julian and Carter Beaumont
What: When life just sometimes has to happen
Where: London, England
When: Late Sunday night
London had always been one of Julian's favourite places. Their company had its London headquarters here, so Julian had made many a trip to England for business since he had been made his father's 2IC. That weekend, they were there for a very different reason, and it now held a very different place in Julian's heart.
Now, he was about five hours drive out of London at a luxury beach house overlooking the scene at Cornwall. One of many investment properties his father owned around the world. They could have stayed in the Kensington apartment in London, but the city wasn't really where either Julian or Harley wanted to be in the wake of their eloping. After many months of trying to plan a marriage, and having things such as health issues or family matters getting in the way, they planned to take a trip overseas, and do it privately.
London had been the first choice on the list, Harley's home. It meant Harley's family could be there, especially with him wanting Liam as his Best Man. Julian made a different choice for that position. He had asked his dad to be his Best Man, for reasons he hadn't been able to put into words. Now, he was out on the balcony looking out at the ocean in the night while he had a post-coital cigarette. His attempts to quit had all failed.
The evening after the wedding in Hyde Park and a dinner at The Ritz, Julian and Harley had driven to Cornwall and proceeded to thoroughly consummate their marriage multiple times. Harley had crashed out, and after watching his new husband sleeping peacefully naked beside him, Julian had carefully gotten up to go have a smoke. But it was fucking freezing out, especially with the sea air, so he finished the smoke off, stubbing it out on the railing and flicking the butt over the edge.
He went back inside, rubbing his hands together to warm up, where the open fire was still crackling away. That was where he found his dad sitting, nursing a nightcap at his chest. Julian went over to him, taking the seat beside him with a smile. "Can't sleep, Dad?"
What: When life just sometimes has to happen
Where: London, England
When: Late Sunday night
London had always been one of Julian's favourite places. Their company had its London headquarters here, so Julian had made many a trip to England for business since he had been made his father's 2IC. That weekend, they were there for a very different reason, and it now held a very different place in Julian's heart.
Now, he was about five hours drive out of London at a luxury beach house overlooking the scene at Cornwall. One of many investment properties his father owned around the world. They could have stayed in the Kensington apartment in London, but the city wasn't really where either Julian or Harley wanted to be in the wake of their eloping. After many months of trying to plan a marriage, and having things such as health issues or family matters getting in the way, they planned to take a trip overseas, and do it privately.
London had been the first choice on the list, Harley's home. It meant Harley's family could be there, especially with him wanting Liam as his Best Man. Julian made a different choice for that position. He had asked his dad to be his Best Man, for reasons he hadn't been able to put into words. Now, he was out on the balcony looking out at the ocean in the night while he had a post-coital cigarette. His attempts to quit had all failed.
The evening after the wedding in Hyde Park and a dinner at The Ritz, Julian and Harley had driven to Cornwall and proceeded to thoroughly consummate their marriage multiple times. Harley had crashed out, and after watching his new husband sleeping peacefully naked beside him, Julian had carefully gotten up to go have a smoke. But it was fucking freezing out, especially with the sea air, so he finished the smoke off, stubbing it out on the railing and flicking the butt over the edge.
He went back inside, rubbing his hands together to warm up, where the open fire was still crackling away. That was where he found his dad sitting, nursing a nightcap at his chest. Julian went over to him, taking the seat beside him with a smile. "Can't sleep, Dad?"
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Jun. 27th, 2016 12:34 ambitchplsApparently I'm having another affair. Can't they fucking fabricate interesting gossip for once? How about saying I'm going on RuPaul's Drag Race, or leaving New York to live in an igloo?
"A word in your ear from father to son."
Dec. 30th, 2015 01:07 pmnewhorizonWho: Carter and Julian Beaumont
What: Father and son time
Where: Carter's home
When: Tuesday night
It wasn't late when the buzzer at Carter's apartment went, but it was after 5pm and he always had the doorman accept his visitors and call ahead to tell Carter who it was. As high profile as he was, you needed to be smart about security. Especially after what happened to Julian. He dragged himself out of bed and went over to the intercom, where the doorman told him Julian was here to see him. He had been asleep for a good portion of the afternoon. When he reached over to check his phone, he found some messages there from Julian which had gone unanswered. His kid was probably going to be worried he was dead.
He got up and went to get the door, gesturing to himself. "I'm still breathing. I told you, you don't need to worry," he assured his son. Julian always touched base with him. Every single day, whether it was a phone call or a text message, when they weren't at work. It had always been the way, but it increased even more after Julian was hurt because Carter was constantly terrified Julian would take a turn for the worst.
What: Father and son time
Where: Carter's home
When: Tuesday night
It wasn't late when the buzzer at Carter's apartment went, but it was after 5pm and he always had the doorman accept his visitors and call ahead to tell Carter who it was. As high profile as he was, you needed to be smart about security. Especially after what happened to Julian. He dragged himself out of bed and went over to the intercom, where the doorman told him Julian was here to see him. He had been asleep for a good portion of the afternoon. When he reached over to check his phone, he found some messages there from Julian which had gone unanswered. His kid was probably going to be worried he was dead.
He got up and went to get the door, gesturing to himself. "I'm still breathing. I told you, you don't need to worry," he assured his son. Julian always touched base with him. Every single day, whether it was a phone call or a text message, when they weren't at work. It had always been the way, but it increased even more after Julian was hurt because Carter was constantly terrified Julian would take a turn for the worst.
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Dec. 28th, 2015 10:32 pmbitchplsThat awkward moment when you check your phone after making love to your fiancé and you read that you've broken up #LOLtabloids
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Dec. 27th, 2015 09:56 pmnewhorizonJules, I have to take a raincheck on our breakfast date. I'm not feeling the best. Sorry, son.
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muserevival | 111.2. Quote Prompt
Dec. 27th, 2015 09:11 pmnewhorizonHERE @ muserevival
"Having a baby is a life-changer. It gives you a whole other perspective on why you wake up every day." - Taylor Hanson
Carter was having trouble sleeping that night. That hadn't happened a single night that he spent with Karla, even if they were still in the very early days of their relationship. She made things feel relaxing and content. It was easy to fall asleep with her wrapped in his arms, and to wake up the next morning much the same. That night, he had a lot on his mind and he didn't want to start tossing and turning or he would wake Karla too.
He carefully shifted in the bed, making sure not to wake her, and got up, pulling his bathrobe on and headed out of the bedroom. Pausing in the kitchen, he got a glass and put some ice into it, and headed out into the living room to pour himself a shot of Scotch. Hopefully a little of that would invite sleep, and he took a seat in the armchair by the window with views out over New York City.
( There was a headache already developing behind his eyes; tension, most likely... )
muserevival"Having a baby is a life-changer. It gives you a whole other perspective on why you wake up every day." - Taylor Hanson
Carter was having trouble sleeping that night. That hadn't happened a single night that he spent with Karla, even if they were still in the very early days of their relationship. She made things feel relaxing and content. It was easy to fall asleep with her wrapped in his arms, and to wake up the next morning much the same. That night, he had a lot on his mind and he didn't want to start tossing and turning or he would wake Karla too.
He carefully shifted in the bed, making sure not to wake her, and got up, pulling his bathrobe on and headed out of the bedroom. Pausing in the kitchen, he got a glass and put some ice into it, and headed out into the living room to pour himself a shot of Scotch. Hopefully a little of that would invite sleep, and he took a seat in the armchair by the window with views out over New York City.
( There was a headache already developing behind his eyes; tension, most likely... )
"That's what Christmas means to me."
Dec. 26th, 2015 03:03 amnewhorizonWho: Carter Beaumont, Julian Beaumont, Harley Rayner and all the folks at the Jennings Family Christmas
What: Extended, extended family
Where: Jennings Home, Dobbs Ferry
When: Christmas, lunchtime-ish
This was going to be quite a poignant event, and Carter was more than aware of that. Karla had invited him, Julian and Harley over to her large, extended family Christmas celebration she had with people who she called her family in all-but blood. At first, he had told her he didn't want to intrude on her family time and maybe they could spend the day after Christmas together, but she was so sweet about it and insisted it would mean the world to her. Plus, it would mean he could meet everyone without trying to lock them all into individual meetings, which was understandably hard with a range of busy schedules.
He was pretty sure Julian and Harley would have their own plans with Harley's family after the initial Christmas morning, breakfast, and present-exchange tradition. But Harley's family were scattered about with their own partners and some had even gone back to England. Julian was pretty much basically of the, 'Nope, we're coming' mindset. Carter only discovered this was so he could analyse Karla closely. He didn't remember her from the ER when he had been ill because he had been in such a bad state. Julian was head-strong and stubborn when he got an idea in his head too. Of course, this made Carter extremely nervous about the whole thing.
Carter had his driver bring them up to Dobbs Ferry, and he had to give Julian a light smack in the back of the head when he started to coolly assess the family home with a pointed, "Behave!" That meant Julian went to look for a distraction elsewhere and when Carter was doing the button up on his jacket and ringing the doorbell, Julian had Harley up against the stair rail in an all-out snog like there was no tomorrow. "Hey! Can you just spit him out for ten minutes to be polite and courteous? Thank you."
What: Extended, extended family
Where: Jennings Home, Dobbs Ferry
When: Christmas, lunchtime-ish
This was going to be quite a poignant event, and Carter was more than aware of that. Karla had invited him, Julian and Harley over to her large, extended family Christmas celebration she had with people who she called her family in all-but blood. At first, he had told her he didn't want to intrude on her family time and maybe they could spend the day after Christmas together, but she was so sweet about it and insisted it would mean the world to her. Plus, it would mean he could meet everyone without trying to lock them all into individual meetings, which was understandably hard with a range of busy schedules.
He was pretty sure Julian and Harley would have their own plans with Harley's family after the initial Christmas morning, breakfast, and present-exchange tradition. But Harley's family were scattered about with their own partners and some had even gone back to England. Julian was pretty much basically of the, 'Nope, we're coming' mindset. Carter only discovered this was so he could analyse Karla closely. He didn't remember her from the ER when he had been ill because he had been in such a bad state. Julian was head-strong and stubborn when he got an idea in his head too. Of course, this made Carter extremely nervous about the whole thing.
Carter had his driver bring them up to Dobbs Ferry, and he had to give Julian a light smack in the back of the head when he started to coolly assess the family home with a pointed, "Behave!" That meant Julian went to look for a distraction elsewhere and when Carter was doing the button up on his jacket and ringing the doorbell, Julian had Harley up against the stair rail in an all-out snog like there was no tomorrow. "Hey! Can you just spit him out for ten minutes to be polite and courteous? Thank you."
"That's when I need my father's eyes."
Sep. 27th, 2015 03:41 pmbitchplsWho: Julian and Carter Beaumont
What: Father & Son chats
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: After THIS and THIS
Julian was feeling rotten, to say the very least. He thought the days of feeling terrible from complications with the attack or the transplant were behind him. He had most definitely lulled himself into a false sense of security. It happened quite quickly. He knew he had woken up feeling off-colour. Harley had expressed his inevitable concern and had suggested Julian take the day off work to just rest. Julian was his father's son, though, and all he could focus on was that presentation and merger that was being outlined to the Board. He had been working on it for months, and the groundwork was being laid for the business deal to finalise.
As they day went on, Julian was struggling. He thought he was just coming down with the flu. He felt tired and achy, nauseated but only enough to put him off his food. He mostly stayed holed up in his office going over everything for the presentation. He went to the bathroom a few times to splash cold water on his face, and the last couple of times had been led by the urge he had to be sick, but he hadn't at that point. He just kept telling himself he only had to get through the meeting and then he could go home to bed.
But the damn thing went on and on and on. Some of the Board members loved the sound of his own voice. Julian had sat there at the head of the table with his dad, going through loads of water to try to quell the nausea, but he also felt like he just couldn't quench the thirst. He also had a bad pain in his bad, and that was really what seemed to trigger everything else. When he had gotten up to do the presentation, the pain broke him out into an even heavier sweat and shot down into his groin. Soon after, he felt like he was going to pass out and managed to warn his dad that he might.
It was a little hazy after that. His dad got him seated again before he passed out, and when he came-to, he was sick all over the expensive carpet in the Boardroom. He stopped caring about what anyone thought and that he had a large audience. He just wanted to stop feeling so sick and in pain. He didn't want to voice that he was terrified this could be the start of his body rejecting the kidney, though he was definitely thinking it. Everyone was.
Now, he was waking up in a hospital bed with his dad sitting next to him holding his hand. He didn't feel any better. In fact, he was pretty sure he was feeling worse. "Dad, I'm sorry..." he said tearfully, though his voice was strained. He was scared to look at what equipment he was hooked up to. "Fuck, please tell me I'm not on dialysis. Where's Harley? Is he okay? He's not getting sick because he's stressed, is he?"
What: Father & Son chats
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: After THIS and THIS
Julian was feeling rotten, to say the very least. He thought the days of feeling terrible from complications with the attack or the transplant were behind him. He had most definitely lulled himself into a false sense of security. It happened quite quickly. He knew he had woken up feeling off-colour. Harley had expressed his inevitable concern and had suggested Julian take the day off work to just rest. Julian was his father's son, though, and all he could focus on was that presentation and merger that was being outlined to the Board. He had been working on it for months, and the groundwork was being laid for the business deal to finalise.
As they day went on, Julian was struggling. He thought he was just coming down with the flu. He felt tired and achy, nauseated but only enough to put him off his food. He mostly stayed holed up in his office going over everything for the presentation. He went to the bathroom a few times to splash cold water on his face, and the last couple of times had been led by the urge he had to be sick, but he hadn't at that point. He just kept telling himself he only had to get through the meeting and then he could go home to bed.
But the damn thing went on and on and on. Some of the Board members loved the sound of his own voice. Julian had sat there at the head of the table with his dad, going through loads of water to try to quell the nausea, but he also felt like he just couldn't quench the thirst. He also had a bad pain in his bad, and that was really what seemed to trigger everything else. When he had gotten up to do the presentation, the pain broke him out into an even heavier sweat and shot down into his groin. Soon after, he felt like he was going to pass out and managed to warn his dad that he might.
It was a little hazy after that. His dad got him seated again before he passed out, and when he came-to, he was sick all over the expensive carpet in the Boardroom. He stopped caring about what anyone thought and that he had a large audience. He just wanted to stop feeling so sick and in pain. He didn't want to voice that he was terrified this could be the start of his body rejecting the kidney, though he was definitely thinking it. Everyone was.
Now, he was waking up in a hospital bed with his dad sitting next to him holding his hand. He didn't feel any better. In fact, he was pretty sure he was feeling worse. "Dad, I'm sorry..." he said tearfully, though his voice was strained. He was scared to look at what equipment he was hooked up to. "Fuck, please tell me I'm not on dialysis. Where's Harley? Is he okay? He's not getting sick because he's stressed, is he?"
"Help! I need somebody."
Sep. 25th, 2015 06:29 pmnewhorizonWho: Carter Beaumont and Karla Jameson
What: Parental Empathy
Where: Emergency Room, Mount Sinai
When: Thursday evening
Carter's nerves were shattered. To say the very least. He was standing there in the corridor of the Emergency Room at Mount Sinai watching his youngest son being wheeled away for more tests and scans before he was to be admitted. Harley was with him, though, so that was okay. This was just one of those incredibly hard things when you had to let your adult son's partner take the reigns of his care. Carter adored Harley, and the young man made Julian incredibly happy at a time it seemed like he might never be able to be happy again. Harley had been welcomed into their family with open arms, but Carter was still a typical over-protective, stressy father when his youngest child was ill and that helplessness felt like a physical weight on his shoulders.
He had been terrified Julian's body might be rejecting the donor kidney. It had been during the company's massive monthly Board Meeting that Julian seemed to go from a little off-colour to incredible sick in a short space of time. Like all Board Meetings, as 2IC to the corporation, Julian had his part to say. He had told Carter earlier after lunch that he wasn't feeling the best, but he would stay for the Board Meeting, because they had a merger on the table with a supplier in Asia. Julian was in the middle of his presentation when he paled and said he felt like he was going to pass out.
Carter got him sitting down just in time and Julian did actually lose consciousness briefly. When he came-to, he started vomiting and the rest of the Board were understandably concerned. Julian was burning up and sweating heavily. Carter told his PA to call for an ambulance and sat by Julian, trying to get him to drink some water and reassuring him that it was going to be okay. Julian kept apologising to him, saying he knew it was an important meeting. Typical Julian, ever the workaholic traits passed on by his father. In the ambulance on the way to the hospital, Carter kept trying to call Harley to let him know, but it was a little while before Julian's fiancé managed to make it to the hospital.
In the meantime, because he was so upset and panicked, Carter turned into a bit of a shit. He felt guilty for it now, because he knew there were other people there sick and injured who deserved attention just as much as Julian. But Julian was at incredible risk of rejecting the donor organ, so Carter turned into a twat, throwing his weight around and demanding someone look at his son immediately... that he gave countless amounts of donations to the hospital and even funded some of their units. His son should be seen to!
It was a kind (and beautiful) doctor who came to his aid and started examining Julian immediately. She seemed to recognise that he wasn't deliberately being a shit and was just incredibly worried about his son. She reassured both Julian and Carter as she did her job, and shortly later, Harley arrived (also in a panic). She referred Julian onto the transplant specialists and Julian was sent on from the ER quite promptly after that. All Carter could do was stand there and watch, rubbing his head helplessly.
What: Parental Empathy
Where: Emergency Room, Mount Sinai
When: Thursday evening
Carter's nerves were shattered. To say the very least. He was standing there in the corridor of the Emergency Room at Mount Sinai watching his youngest son being wheeled away for more tests and scans before he was to be admitted. Harley was with him, though, so that was okay. This was just one of those incredibly hard things when you had to let your adult son's partner take the reigns of his care. Carter adored Harley, and the young man made Julian incredibly happy at a time it seemed like he might never be able to be happy again. Harley had been welcomed into their family with open arms, but Carter was still a typical over-protective, stressy father when his youngest child was ill and that helplessness felt like a physical weight on his shoulders.
He had been terrified Julian's body might be rejecting the donor kidney. It had been during the company's massive monthly Board Meeting that Julian seemed to go from a little off-colour to incredible sick in a short space of time. Like all Board Meetings, as 2IC to the corporation, Julian had his part to say. He had told Carter earlier after lunch that he wasn't feeling the best, but he would stay for the Board Meeting, because they had a merger on the table with a supplier in Asia. Julian was in the middle of his presentation when he paled and said he felt like he was going to pass out.
Carter got him sitting down just in time and Julian did actually lose consciousness briefly. When he came-to, he started vomiting and the rest of the Board were understandably concerned. Julian was burning up and sweating heavily. Carter told his PA to call for an ambulance and sat by Julian, trying to get him to drink some water and reassuring him that it was going to be okay. Julian kept apologising to him, saying he knew it was an important meeting. Typical Julian, ever the workaholic traits passed on by his father. In the ambulance on the way to the hospital, Carter kept trying to call Harley to let him know, but it was a little while before Julian's fiancé managed to make it to the hospital.
In the meantime, because he was so upset and panicked, Carter turned into a bit of a shit. He felt guilty for it now, because he knew there were other people there sick and injured who deserved attention just as much as Julian. But Julian was at incredible risk of rejecting the donor organ, so Carter turned into a twat, throwing his weight around and demanding someone look at his son immediately... that he gave countless amounts of donations to the hospital and even funded some of their units. His son should be seen to!
It was a kind (and beautiful) doctor who came to his aid and started examining Julian immediately. She seemed to recognise that he wasn't deliberately being a shit and was just incredibly worried about his son. She reassured both Julian and Carter as she did her job, and shortly later, Harley arrived (also in a panic). She referred Julian onto the transplant specialists and Julian was sent on from the ER quite promptly after that. All Carter could do was stand there and watch, rubbing his head helplessly.
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Dec. 19th, 2014 09:20 pmbitchplsNo, but seriously... in one year, Harley's gone from a guy who had no idea if he liked New York, scared, doubting his talents, and uncertain, to one of the hottest new models and journalists in the international fashion world with a fan following as big as Angel's. Bitches, be fucking jealous #mine #allmine
@ muserevival // Word of the Day 008.
Dec. 4th, 2013 09:10 amfootprintsinthesandHERE @ muserevival
Anxiety
n. 1. distress or uneasiness of mind caused by fear of danger or misfortune: "He felt anxiety about the possible loss of his job". 2. earnest but tense desire; eagerness. 3. Psychiatry. a state of apprehension and psychic tension occurring in some forms of mental disorder.
Lately, life didn’t feel like it ever stopped for Harley. Since witnessing his father beating his mother, and then subsequently learning he had been doing it for a long time and she was just trying to protect Harley from the stress of the situation, he had felt like he had been on an emotional rollercoaster that wasn’t stopping. He had used every last penny of his savings to move him and his mum to New York to be with the family they already had there, and it had been a hopefully fresh start. Harley wouldn’t have been satisfied with her just getting out of the house away from the monster he hated to admit fathered him. It had to be out of the country, as far away as possible.
( Then he met Julian... )
Anxiety
n. 1. distress or uneasiness of mind caused by fear of danger or misfortune: "He felt anxiety about the possible loss of his job". 2. earnest but tense desire; eagerness. 3. Psychiatry. a state of apprehension and psychic tension occurring in some forms of mental disorder.
Lately, life didn’t feel like it ever stopped for Harley. Since witnessing his father beating his mother, and then subsequently learning he had been doing it for a long time and she was just trying to protect Harley from the stress of the situation, he had felt like he had been on an emotional rollercoaster that wasn’t stopping. He had used every last penny of his savings to move him and his mum to New York to be with the family they already had there, and it had been a hopefully fresh start. Harley wouldn’t have been satisfied with her just getting out of the house away from the monster he hated to admit fathered him. It had to be out of the country, as far away as possible.
( Then he met Julian... )
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Dec. 1st, 2013 11:36 pmfootprintsinthesandJulian's parents just booked the freaking Plaza for our engagement ball thing.
Holy fuck, I am so not expensive enough for this. I only know The Plaza from Home Alone 2 FFS.
Holy fuck, I am so not expensive enough for this. I only know The Plaza from Home Alone 2 FFS.
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Dec. 1st, 2013 11:59 ambitchplsThe folks are wanting to arrange the society event to mark our formal engagement announcement. I used to live for this shit, but I wish someone could wake me up when it's all over. You would think Mom was already arranging my wedding.
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Nov. 29th, 2013 10:06 pmfootprintsinthesandAfter Julian apparently spent a good portion of a board meeting re-marking his professional territory, he came to see me at the next photoshoot... and emotionally blackmailed him into taking part. Only to learn that he's done it all before for about a fuck ton of billionaire eligible bachelor shoots. My man is hot shit. I think he's going to need to sleep for a week now, but holy fuck, am I horny now...
( The things that make you go mmm... )
( The things that make you go mmm... )
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Nov. 29th, 2013 04:56 pmmeandmyboysJules' first boarding meeting back at work today, and he absolutely tore shreds off a couple of staff members for stupid comments and had basically everyone in the room reeling because they assumed he was going to sit there meek and vulnerable. Pretty sure they took his absence more than a little bit for granted. The bitch is back, people! No one takes his company for granted on his watch and gets away with it.
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Nov. 28th, 2013 08:47 pmbitchplsMy darling other half waiting to do an outside photoshoot for one of the biggest fashion labels in the world, ladies and gentlemen. Fashionistas beware: may cause outbreaks of rashes or nervous tics.
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Nov. 22nd, 2013 01:30 amfootprintsinthesandJulian's just been given the all-clear by the transplant surgeon to return to light work for a few hours a week, pending he continues to feel well once he commences it. So proud of him.
"And yet it isn't unexpected."
Nov. 17th, 2013 09:41 pmfootprintsinthesandWho: Harley Rayner, Julian Beaumont and Luci Lorenzi
What: Unexpected visitors
Where: Julian & Harley's apartment
When: Sunday morning
Harley was over the moon to hear Luci had finally conceded defeat with the British acting scene and come to New York. Anyone who knew the British acting scene knew that it was the same handful of Brits in everything, but at least they were very quality Brits. Harley loved the TV and movies from back home, but he knew she would be way more successful here. Plus, her twin was here and with Harley's mum being an identical twin herself, he knew how important that was. What he somewhat forgot, however, was that Luci had a spontaneous streak. She wasn't flighty, but she did what she felt like doing, and him telling her that his beloved fiancé had taken a liking to walking around naked at the moment could well lead to her turning up unexpectedly just to catch him in the act. Connected to that spontaneous streak was a mischievous streak.
He had beaten Julian up that morning and had just put the kettle on to make some tea when the buzzer went. He wiped his hands on the teatowel and went to answer the door. Julian's housekeeper had gone home to England for a few weeks to see family, but rather than getting a replacement, Harley insisted they would be okay without a housekeeper. He was still in his pyjamas, which consisted of a pair of flannel Cookie Monster pyjama pants and one of Julian's D&G figure hugging t-shirts. He wanted to get the buzzer before it rang again and woke Julian up. His sleeping patterns were touch and go at the moment, so if he was asleep, Harley didn't like him being disturbed.
He opened the door and actually jumped a little with surprise when he saw who was there. "Oh my god, you're trying to cop a perve of my other half's dick!" he realised.
What: Unexpected visitors
Where: Julian & Harley's apartment
When: Sunday morning
Harley was over the moon to hear Luci had finally conceded defeat with the British acting scene and come to New York. Anyone who knew the British acting scene knew that it was the same handful of Brits in everything, but at least they were very quality Brits. Harley loved the TV and movies from back home, but he knew she would be way more successful here. Plus, her twin was here and with Harley's mum being an identical twin herself, he knew how important that was. What he somewhat forgot, however, was that Luci had a spontaneous streak. She wasn't flighty, but she did what she felt like doing, and him telling her that his beloved fiancé had taken a liking to walking around naked at the moment could well lead to her turning up unexpectedly just to catch him in the act. Connected to that spontaneous streak was a mischievous streak.
He had beaten Julian up that morning and had just put the kettle on to make some tea when the buzzer went. He wiped his hands on the teatowel and went to answer the door. Julian's housekeeper had gone home to England for a few weeks to see family, but rather than getting a replacement, Harley insisted they would be okay without a housekeeper. He was still in his pyjamas, which consisted of a pair of flannel Cookie Monster pyjama pants and one of Julian's D&G figure hugging t-shirts. He wanted to get the buzzer before it rang again and woke Julian up. His sleeping patterns were touch and go at the moment, so if he was asleep, Harley didn't like him being disturbed.
He opened the door and actually jumped a little with surprise when he saw who was there. "Oh my god, you're trying to cop a perve of my other half's dick!" he realised.
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Go to philosophy 101's list of emotions, pick ten, and write 10 drabbles of 100 words each relating your muse experiencing these emotions
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Go to philosophy 101's list of emotions, pick ten, and write 10 drabbles of 100 words each relating your muse experiencing these emotions
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@ muserevival // 042.5. Misc / Random
Nov. 12th, 2013 04:44 pmbitchpls30 things that work to build who you are @ muserevival
1) Favourite song: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
2) Favourite movie: Back to the Future
3) Favourite food: Croquembouche
4) Favourite colour: Aqua
5) Worst food: McDonalds
6) Best memory: Meeting the love of my life
7) Worst memory: Falling out with my brother
8) A dream or wish: Cure for Cardiomyopathy
9) Favourite item of clothing: Silk bathrobe
10) Sexuality: Gay
11) Age you lost your virginity: Sixteen
12) Worst illness or injury: Kidney failure leading to a kidney transplant
13) Social justice issue of importance to you: Life sentences for LGBT violence
14) How many siblings: One brother
15) A piece of advice you have never forgotten: Trust your heart
16) A piece of advice you thought was crap: Get married and have kids young
17) A traumatic event: Nearly being murdered via a gay bashing
18) A wonderful event: Getting engaged
19) Something you're looking forward to: Getting married
20) Something you're not looking forward to: Trying to stay off smokes and booze
21) Favourite day of the week: Monday
22) Best time of the day: Evening
23) Best gift you have received: A kidney
24) Worst gift you have received: An $5000 bouquet of flowers, disgusting waste of money
25) Favourite holiday or occasion: Thanksgiving
26) Worst holiday or occasion: Love/hate thing with my birthday now
27) An item you will always cherish: Family heirloom ring
28) A smell, fragrance or odour that will always spark a memory for you: Calvin Klein One
29) One thing in your life you wish you could change: I wish I hadn't needed an organ transplant
30) Most important person in your life: My fiancé, Harley
1) Favourite song: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
2) Favourite movie: Back to the Future
3) Favourite food: Croquembouche
4) Favourite colour: Aqua
5) Worst food: McDonalds
6) Best memory: Meeting the love of my life
7) Worst memory: Falling out with my brother
8) A dream or wish: Cure for Cardiomyopathy
9) Favourite item of clothing: Silk bathrobe
10) Sexuality: Gay
11) Age you lost your virginity: Sixteen
12) Worst illness or injury: Kidney failure leading to a kidney transplant
13) Social justice issue of importance to you: Life sentences for LGBT violence
14) How many siblings: One brother
15) A piece of advice you have never forgotten: Trust your heart
16) A piece of advice you thought was crap: Get married and have kids young
17) A traumatic event: Nearly being murdered via a gay bashing
18) A wonderful event: Getting engaged
19) Something you're looking forward to: Getting married
20) Something you're not looking forward to: Trying to stay off smokes and booze
21) Favourite day of the week: Monday
22) Best time of the day: Evening
23) Best gift you have received: A kidney
24) Worst gift you have received: An $5000 bouquet of flowers, disgusting waste of money
25) Favourite holiday or occasion: Thanksgiving
26) Worst holiday or occasion: Love/hate thing with my birthday now
27) An item you will always cherish: Family heirloom ring
28) A smell, fragrance or odour that will always spark a memory for you: Calvin Klein One
29) One thing in your life you wish you could change: I wish I hadn't needed an organ transplant
30) Most important person in your life: My fiancé, Harley
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Nov. 9th, 2013 11:40 ambitchplsFinally got out of the bad books, only after getting extensively bitched out and swore to never get laid again if I try to so much as breathe in the same direction as a cigarette.
@ muserevival // 041.4. Ten list
Nov. 8th, 2013 08:16 pmbitchplsHERE @ muserevival
Ten things/traits/facets you feel make a priceless friendship
1. Being able to keep your biggest secrets
2. Covering for you when you fuck up
3. Having your back when something goes wrong
4. Not telling anyone if you give in and cry when you're trying not to
5. Inside jokes
6. Laughing at you when you make a dick of yourself
7. Making sure you get home safe when you're drunk
8. Knowing something is wrong before you even realise it yourself
9. Always being there even if you think you don't want them to be
10. If you need a kidney, they give you one
muserevivalTen things/traits/facets you feel make a priceless friendship
1. Being able to keep your biggest secrets
2. Covering for you when you fuck up
3. Having your back when something goes wrong
4. Not telling anyone if you give in and cry when you're trying not to
5. Inside jokes
6. Laughing at you when you make a dick of yourself
7. Making sure you get home safe when you're drunk
8. Knowing something is wrong before you even realise it yourself
9. Always being there even if you think you don't want them to be
10. If you need a kidney, they give you one
bitchplsBEAUMONT HEIR ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT We are pleased to exclusively reveal that the heir to the Beaumont Industries fortune has today officially announced his engagement. Sorry guys and gals on the New York singles market, but our most affluent eligible bachelor is taken. Despite rumours Julian Beaumont was set to wed, no official confirmation had been made until today. There have been many theories as to who it may have been who claimed Mr Beaumont's heart, but, in a surprising twist, he has firmly quashed any and all suspicions by confirming that his fiancé isn't even a New York or US native. London born and raised, Harley Rayner has only been on American soil for a few months, moving to New York to be closer to family. "He literally saved my life, but the sexy accent wasn't something I could pass up now, was it?" Mr Beaumont revealed with a fond smile. Though when asked for further details about his fiancé and their whirlwind romance, Mr Beaumont declined to answer. We can confirm he is still convalescing following the gay bashing he suffered in recent months, of which the severity of the injuries necessitated an urgent kidney transplant. Mr Beaumont also stated that in future weeks, he and Harley would give an exclusive interview about their relationship, where he plans to speak frankly about his ordeal to educate others that gay hate crimes are most certainly still a massive issue in this country. All proceeds from the interview will go to the American Transplant Foundation and the NYC Gay & Lesbian Anti-Violence Project. |
"It's time."
Nov. 3rd, 2013 01:45 ambitchplsWho: Julian Beaumont and Harley Rayner
What: First time for everything
Where: Beaumont Beach House, The Hamptons
When: Saturday morning
The decision to come to the beach house had pretty much entirely been for Harley to be able to relax, as far as Julian was concerned. He knew he joked about the sex thing a lot these days, because enough time had passed for him to be able to feel he could make a joke about the ordeal. It truly was to give Harley a time-out, though. He had been caring for Julian since he got out of hospital, doing a lot of the basic care and housekeeping himself because that was just Harley's nature. He heard they were going to get a little burst of nice weather that weekend before it started to get cooler, so he suggested they head up The Hamptons where his family's beach house was located (well, one of them... they had property all around the world). His housekeeper and a chef were going to come too, however. Julian insisted so Harley could enjoy the break.
That meant their first breakfast there was a pretty lavish spread. Julian's appetite had been slowly but surely returning, so he welcomed the fresh fruits, yoghurt, pancakes, juice, tea, etc. etc that the chef prepared. After they had eaten, they took a slow walk along the private stretch of beach together, but they were now sitting on the sand watching the water lap against the shore. Julian was lying back with his head rested in Harley's lap while Harley ran his fingers through the soft sand beside him. It was relaxing, and honestly, it was the most well Julian had felt in a long time. "Darce, Gray and me used to build sandcastles on this very beach when we were growing up. We always used to have competitions to see who could build the biggest one. Seems like a lifetime ago now." He pushed his sunglasses up onto the top of his head so he could gaze up at Harley with a smirk. "You know, today is only about 3 days short of six weeks recovery time they gave me..."
What: First time for everything
Where: Beaumont Beach House, The Hamptons
When: Saturday morning
The decision to come to the beach house had pretty much entirely been for Harley to be able to relax, as far as Julian was concerned. He knew he joked about the sex thing a lot these days, because enough time had passed for him to be able to feel he could make a joke about the ordeal. It truly was to give Harley a time-out, though. He had been caring for Julian since he got out of hospital, doing a lot of the basic care and housekeeping himself because that was just Harley's nature. He heard they were going to get a little burst of nice weather that weekend before it started to get cooler, so he suggested they head up The Hamptons where his family's beach house was located (well, one of them... they had property all around the world). His housekeeper and a chef were going to come too, however. Julian insisted so Harley could enjoy the break.
That meant their first breakfast there was a pretty lavish spread. Julian's appetite had been slowly but surely returning, so he welcomed the fresh fruits, yoghurt, pancakes, juice, tea, etc. etc that the chef prepared. After they had eaten, they took a slow walk along the private stretch of beach together, but they were now sitting on the sand watching the water lap against the shore. Julian was lying back with his head rested in Harley's lap while Harley ran his fingers through the soft sand beside him. It was relaxing, and honestly, it was the most well Julian had felt in a long time. "Darce, Gray and me used to build sandcastles on this very beach when we were growing up. We always used to have competitions to see who could build the biggest one. Seems like a lifetime ago now." He pushed his sunglasses up onto the top of his head so he could gaze up at Harley with a smirk. "You know, today is only about 3 days short of six weeks recovery time they gave me..."