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Emma D'arcy for Vogue Magazine
26-29 for sadie
26. do they have a certain aesthetic or style?
she tries to stick to the classic punk rock aesthetic , though often combines it with items that don't quite fit that vibe , adding in traditionally cutesy clothes or bright colours to make it her own.
27. do they have tattoos or piercings?
sadie has loads of piercings : a nose ring , triple pierced ear lobes , one industrial piercing in one ear and two helix piercings in the other. she also has her nipples pierced and has a variety of small to medium sized tattoos all over her body , but nothing matches.
28. do they have any distinctive features or marks?
not particularly!
29. do they enjoy coffee or tea? hot or iced?
she drinks her coffee iced , but her tea hot !
diamond missed her son , although it was probably unusual for an ex to spend more time with you when your child was in another country than when they were in the house . she would never give up her true intentions easily , a sense of self entitled wonder when it came to her innermost workings that could only belong to a kennedy . “ i was just wondering about … whether you wanted more children . we only had one and he’s perfect but … you’re such a good dad . was that it for you ? “
the question echoed in his mind for a moment , thinking of things that might have been. if the hopeless romantic era of their love had lasted and it hadn't turned sour. a branch of time where his wedding ring wasn't stuck in a small compartment of his antique writing desk , but still fit snugly on his finger. " i would've loved more kids , " he told her , finding it hard to make eye contact and gaze instead shifting between the ground and the middle distance. " i always thought i'd have three , maybe four , depending on the person i was with , obviously. " forcing his attention back to his ex - wife , he brought a small smile onto his lips , " but it is what it is. i'm too old for it now , reid's great. i don't like to dwell on it. "
a song that describes them? (all muses <3)
a song that describes them
“I’m not mad,” Billie muses with a shrug. “Honestly, I could care less what anyone though of my outfit. I wore it for myself and not anyone else but thank you.”
" well ... " he started , not expecting that to be her reaction. " that's good. please let me know if you've ever got some of that confidence to spare because i'd love some more. "
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Broad smile takes its place against lightly tinted lips, crystal hues glancing at reflection in mirror before turning to face the other as a soft laugh eases from her frame. “I’m finally finalizing my divorce,” Everleigh admits. “And I want to look absolutely amazing while doing so.”
monroe clapped their hands together in triumph. " that makes it easy then , " they grinned , giving everleigh another look over. " that is a great outfit , but you need your diana revenge dress moment. this isn't quite that. you need something more ... understatedly sexy. because you're always sexy , but it needs to look effortless. "
Glad to hear that Reid was enjoying his life in Oxford, even if he missed his younger cousin desperately. They had been close, Micah spending time with Reid from a young age and wanting nothing but the best for him. “I’m glad you’re back — I uh, haven’t been doing well in the recent months and missed your wisdom.” A small pull of the corners of his lips at the mention of Cely and their growing child, Micah shrugged and tried to look as nonchalant as he could. “She’s great, they’re both great. Pretty sure Kathy is gonna plan something ridiculous like a gender reveal and I’m wondering if you have advice on how to get out of that. We’re both pretty apprehensive of our child being in the spotlight at all.” Which Micah figured Graham understood wholeheartedly, with how he and Diamond raised Reid.
" what ? micah , " a worried tone filled graham's voice , " i know i was far away but you know you can always ring me , right ? " he was not on the best of terms with all of the kennedy's , but micah was someone he would always make time for. " whether it's the middle of the night where i am or not , you can always ring me. good chance i'll still be up anyway , " he joked , aluding to his chaotic hours as an author. there was something about the night that made it easier for him to write and think. it was like the whole world stood still , so the ones he made up could move forward. " as for kathy ... it's compromise that'll save you. allow them to come along to an ultrasound , but not the one where you find out the gender. allow a baby shower , but not a gender reveal party –– which is a ridiculous concept if you ask me –– say that you can recreate the family seeing the baby for the first time , but the real first time needs to be without cameras. you've got to give her something , but give it to her on your terms. "
affection had been a desire constantly chased by the brunette , no matter the capacity . aiyla always wished for adoration , specifically the small fragments of tenderness that filled days , the mundane actions like having breakfast together or leaving love notes , american movies had depicted her ideal relationship time and time again . and dylan continued to live up to and beyond expectations every time they were together . “ mhm , very , ” she hums against his lips , smiling into the fleeting kiss . “ i wouldn’t change you for the world aşkım . ” native tongue bestowing another pet name upon him . “ i’m glad 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 , i was WORRIED you might’ve already eaten . ”
being gentle , tender and emotional in a relationship , it was all new to him. for so long , he had hardly been able to accept the idea that he could have something like this. he was too broken , had too much baggage for anyone to want to accept. aiyla had seen some of the worst bits of him and she still wanted to be with him. it melted the cold little heart in his chest , the one that had pushed people away for years. " i love it when you call me that , " he chuckled , before shaking his head. he'd had his pre - workout , but that didn't count. he picked up the coffees , handing hers to her and taking a sip of his own. " i need to get changed though. i am dripping water ... everywhere. " droplets of pool water still clung to his skin , falling from his damp hair despite drying himself off before. " walk with me ? "
his was a story people bought into for some reason. even though tommy was a nepo baby, his business was entirely his, built on money he’d earned actually working for himself. he’d made sure not a scrap of his father’s name could be claimed to his company. he was his own person entirely. “i’m glad. and i’ll be honest-” the first lie “- flattery isn’t what i’m intending. i won’t coddle or bullshit you. if i thought something wasn’t good, i would tell you because i care so desperately about music and about getting to encourage the young stars to be their most authentic selves. it’s why i started this company in the first place.” it was amazing really, how easily tommy lied. how it rolled off the tongue so smoothly there would be no doubt of it being the truth. he shook his head at her handing the card back, refusing to take it. “i understand entirely. talk to your band, i’d be happy to meet then all and discuss your future together. and if they’re not into it, that’s okay. but there might be a time you want to branch out on your own, which is also okay sadie. you have to put yourself first in life sometimes. and if that ever happens, i want you to be able to find me. i’m truly routing for you.”
it was tempting , to go it alone. not only had recent songs not had the vibe that sadie associated with the band , most of the album was done. it needed some rerecordings , some remastering , and then it was time to start promoting. it would be months before she could begin working on developing the lyrics and melodies she'd written , especially if the album did well and they did a big tour. not only that , but she was the only one of the band who didn't get along with gabriel. he was overbearing , didn't trust them to make good decisions and most frustratingly , was usually right. her dislike for him had little to do with the decisions he made , but the way they had started out. she knew that. that didn't mean she was willing to let that grudge go just yet. " thanks. i just ... i don't think the band's going to want to move , " she told him plainly. " i don't know how this all works exactly , but ... could i talk to you about doing a solo album on the side sometime ? pick your brains ? i'll try and talk to the band first , obviously , i just really don't think they'll want to change. "
“yeah…maybe next time ask like…a therapist or something? i’m not exactly a dude with all the answers, you know.” maverick said, low laugh leaving him as he shook his head, taking another sip from his drink. at the question of his own love life, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “lacking, uninspiring, everyone here is boring or fake or both….need i go on?”
" no , but you're my friend and you'll tell me as it is. that's worth something , even if the advice is a bit shit , " he joked , trying to lighten the mood he had so rudely brought down by bringing up grief of all things. " now , i'm probably the wrong person to bring this up , but with that attitude you're never going to find someone. and i mean , the lone wolf thing is working for you , being a whole ass sex idol and all. "
The car — it was the least of the brunette’s worries when she felt the bump that caused her to shift forward in her seat. It wasn’t hard enough to cause worries in her stomach but the twist in the other’s features certainly was. Hues gently scanned over the back of her car taking in the minor injuries to her sweet ’Petunia’, as she named the vehicle the day she got her. ❝It’s just a couple scratches, nothing to worry about,❞ the woman attempted to reassure the other before hues pulled back to the male. ❝Are you okay? You look a little out of it. Is everything alright?❞
it had been a very long time since he had been pulled away from reality like this , during his waking hours and not while he was asleep in his bed. it had been the glare of the sun through the windshield and his broken a/c. it made his throat close up and his heart palpitate in his chest , painfully so. his words were still coming out croakily. " i'm – i'm fine , " he lied , leaning on the car to steady himself a little. however , he found himself sat on the curb a few seconds later , fiddling in his wallet for his australian veteran ID card. he didn't like to point it out , but he didn't want the cops to be called , so he shakily held it out to her as he tried to steady his breathing.
“what the fuck.” he breathed as he turned his gaze, eyes locking in on the males that they had pointed out. he could feel the looks they were getting and quite frankly he didn’t care for it. “no you don’t get to get run out of somewhere monroe, it’s a fucking joke.” maddox was a lot of things, and hot headed was right there at the top for him. his eyes were pointed as he looked at the offending group. “i don’t know who you are, but you’re sure as fuck stupid if you don’t know who i am, i got some real powerful friends.” a senator for a father for example. “and i suggest you take your sorry asses somewhere else that doesn’t leave you in mynline of sight before I make it really hard for you to exist in LA.”
monroe had long - since learned to ignore and remove themself from situations like these. they'd left their family , they could easily walk away from some strangers calling them names behind their back. the actor still had their back half - turned to the group , but kept maddox in the corner of their eye , though every instinct was telling them to leave. some of the words were lost on their hearing , they could see their lips move to fill in the blanks , still acting tough. " maddox , let's go , " they repeated , pulling on his arm hoping to deescalate , the guys' taunts becoming more vile as they approached. one spat at monroe , and after wiping it from their jaw , they immediately pulled maddox back , anticipating a fight. " come on. " maddox may have an important father , but they were outnumbered and monroe was not a fighter.
“it’s worked out amazingly actually. it’s how i’m so successful.” lonely too. he had a handful of friends that he cared about and cared about him. and he had carter who was so close to being like a son to him. but he was lacking in the department of love, a genuine love connection, something he wanted so desperately. “thank away. after all she’s only in your bed because she’s so damaged from me. my dirty laundry is all yours pal. i’ll be done with my underwear soon too, i’ll mail it.”
the second thomas' comparison of damaged goods left his lips , pure disgust and rage coursed through dylan's veins. flare of protectiveness rippled through him. he'd slid from his barstool as thomas was finishing his last words , tangled his left hand into the front of thomas' shirt. right hand was formed into a fist , trembling in anger along his side. he ached to let loose the punch , but last bit of self - control forced it down. " rethink those words , webster , " he snarled , shaking him with his hand still tangled in the fabric. " speak of her that way again and i will make sure you'll get your mouth wired shut , got it ? "
Amused chuckle vibrates throughout male’s frame, adjusting the light back on the fuse box as his friend attempts to reset his lights. “Hey man,” Daniel counters. “I’ve never had this issue before. This thing looks more like diffusing a bomb.”
" i know , and somehow i'm the one fiddling with it ! " the brit exclaimed , exasperation mingled with amusement. having another look at the fuse box , and at the manual he'd managed to dust off , he carefully reached out to one of the switches and turned it. the sudden bright light made him squint , but at least it was working again. " okay. it works. god , i'm fucking blind. "
