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itsjoeywilson​:

joey was coming back from cheer practice, looking down at his phone as he was starting to put his airpods in his ears when he heard a familiar voice coming from somewhere. he was quick to turn around, smiling when he noticed that it was jd. making his way towards him, joey smiled as he watched him carefully. “stranger? i’m not a stranger, i thought you knew me…” he said, clearly missing the joke but he shrugged his shoulders. “i’m just coming back from practice… what are you doing here?” he asked, looking around.

***

JD couldn’t help but smile a bit as Joey walked closer, there was something about the other male and his genuine... Niceness, that kept JD intrigued. Exhaling another puff of smoke, the man simply shrugged his shoulders as Joey missed the joke and instead turned to asking questions. “Just hanging out, got a little time to myself and thought I may go for a little stroll, wanna come?” He asked, a smirk forming over his lips as he waited for the others answer.

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irishodge​:

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Iris Hodge & @jayce-devereau​​​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Outside of Jayce’s place.

Iris felt sick to her stomach. She always did when she’d send that late night text to Jayce. It wasn’t like smoking weed wasn’t unusual. Stephen King was addicted to cocaine, she’d remind herself. And F. Scott Fitzgerald was an alcoholic… and so was Poe… and Hemingway… Tennessee Williams, too! So, maybe all the greats had a little help from their friends to push them an extra step further. Iris was no different. She’d never say it was an addiction. In fact, she could stop at any time, but she had no desire to. Weed calmed her down, she worked better, and it was kind of exhilarating doing something that was sort of illegal. Iris could have gone down to a dispensary, but it freaked her out too much. There were too many questions. Too many types. Jayce had what she wanted and that was enough to her. 

Walking up to his front door, she had sent him a text. The entire process felt skeevy, but she didn’t want to knock and alarm anyone. Once she had acquired her little baggie, she held it in her hands, fumbling with the resealable opening. Another perk? Iris didn’t even have to pay. It sometimes felt exploitative of them both, but they both had services to provide for the other. “Uh, you can just e-mail me your assignments,” she said, her back pressed against the brick. She continued to look down. “I think this is about two essays worth.”

*** 

JD has his nightly routine, tucking Zoey into bed with her Disney music to help her sleep before he went to the living room to weigh out a couple orders and play some games. When his phone lit up with her name, he wasn’t surprised, he knew how much he’d given her last time so it was right around now that she’d run out and need more. His response was easy, just a time to be there for her pick up, their payment had been settled long in advance. Was it ethical? No. Did he care? Not really. After getting her bag ready, he returned to his games.

The next time his phone lit up from her he knew she was there, so he grabbed her bag and pulled the front door open, handing it off easily. “Yeah, I got a paper worth a decent percent coming up so you’ll get that one for sure.” He said, scratching the back of his neck. It wasn’t that JD wasn’t smart, but the time he saved on assignments meant more time with his daughter and that was worth it all. “You know, usually it’s the drug dealer who sets the prices.” He joked.

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charlottemonet​:

“i mean , i’m not not enjoying it” charlie shrugged , trying to keep her composure from laughter as she watched jd trudge to his next class covered in oil. “here , wipe off your hands before you get that shit everywhere” she said , offering him the towel in her hand that she had brought to the gym but hadn’t used due to her very lazy workout. “do you like , wanna come wash your hands and your face? my apartment is right here and i’m due for some good karma , just don’t fucking touch my cat” she warned him , unlocking the door to her complex and holding it open in case jd wanted to take her up on her offer. 

***

JD made a slight face. “Glad I could be a source of entertainment for you.” He told her, though he took the towel easily, using it to get as much of the motor oil off him as he could, he was still a total mess, but it was better. “Thanks.” He muttered, before his head tilted slightly as she offered to allow him upstairs to clean himself up. “You don’t gotta do that.” He said, never the type to easily take help from another person. “But yeah, I uh- I won’t touch your cat.” He said, though now if he saw her cat he was most definitely going to touch it.

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yvettemonet​:

           rushing somewhere while rummaging through your purse was never a good idea — things always seemed to fall out. unfortunately for yvette , that had been  exactly  what happened to her. she wouldn’t have even noticed either , if not for the voice that called out to her. she almost hadn’t even turned around to see who had said it , either. why would she turn around because some random guy was yelling something? only she ended up doing just that. JD had  not  been the person she had expected to see when she turned around. “ what are you talking about — ” the words stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes fell on the polaroid of her and her sister in his hand. without so much as thinking she quickly snatched it from his hands. a quick blush made its way onto her cheeks when she realized how rude that was, “ sorry , i didn’t meant to like …  snatch it  like that. thanks for uh , ” giving an awkward smile , she lifted the polaroid. “ you know , i haven’t been seeing much of you around. what’s up with that? have you been in hiding or something? ”

***

Of course if JD had actually looked at the object in his hand he would’ve seen the two girls in the picture and realized who he was about to talk to. Not that it would’ve changed what he did, he still would’ve picked it up to return it to her, because that’s just what he did. When she snatched the photo away he merely lifted his hands in mock defence. “Hey- It’s all good, I just wanted to make sure you got it back.” He said, giving her an awkward sort of smile in return. At her next words he shrugged, chuckling slightly. “Well it’s not like you have a reason to hang around the mechanics classes, and Zoey is dancing four days a week now so she’s got me running her everywhere..” He explained.

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Muse’s Childhood Asks

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closed starter : { @itsjoeywilson​ }

Zoey was with her babysitter, meaning JD had time to kill before it was time to go get her. Typically, the male would seek out some company for the time, or do some cleaning, but today he just wanted to chill. So there he was, leaning against one of the buildings and smoking a joint, when he spotted a familiar face. “Well hey stranger.” He called to the other easily. “What brings you to these parts.” He joked.

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closed starter : { @charlottemonet​ }

JD looked like a mess, something had gone wrong with a fix in class today and it had ended up in him getting covered in oil, and because of his schedule that day, he didn’t have a chance to get cleaned up before his next class. So here he was, walking around covered in oil and trying to keep a low profile. He could feel eyes on him, but he only saw one pair that he recognized, his ex-girlfriends sister. “Let me guess, you’re enjoying this?” He asked, figuring Charlotte probably wasn’t his biggest fan.

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closed starter : { @quinnktaylor​ }

The day had been long, way longer than JD had wanted. Luckily, Zoey had gotten invited to a sleepover which meant he would have some time to unwind. He always felt weird being home alone when his daughter was out, so rather than sit by himself he figured he’d invite Quinn over. At the very least he could get laid while he had the house to himself, and he liked spending time with Quinn. When he heard the knock on the door he got up, pulling it open with his brow raised. “Don’t you know by now that the door is always open?” At least to the people he liked, and she was on that list.

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closed starter : { @yvettemonet​ }

JD had his earbuds in, blasting trap music in his ears to drown out his own thoughts as he walked around campus. He was technically supposed to be in class right now, but he had a meeting to handle first, plus he didn’t really want to go. The man was an expert at keeping to himself but when he saw the woman in front of him drop something, he moved to pick it up and instantly wished he hadn’t. “Hey-” He called, watching as his ex turned and he held up the THING. “You dropped this..”

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tilly-lindeman​:

Where: Streets of San Francisco Who: @jayce-devereau​

Classes for Mathilde were starting after the weekend was over which meant she still had a lot of supplies to get. She’d found some places in town that did student discount which also overlapped with her getting things for her room to make it a little more homely. A little more personality. That was always the problem with moving abroad; you couldn’t take everything with you. She was carrying a few bags when she noticed a pair of small children’s dancing shoes in the path and just ahead, a small girl with her backpack open. The tights she was wearing were a good indicator of a dancer. She could recognise those anywhere. The brunette femme leaned down to carefully pick them up and sped up a little to try and catch up to the girl and the man with her. 

“Hi, sorry, I think you might have dropped these?”

However, the second the pair turned around to look at her, her heart dropped. The last person she expected to see was her ex-boyfriend from New York. The first person she ever loved. The man she had left behind on a one way trip to rehab. She felt sick. All those times she had wanted to call him and talk to him. All of the times she convinced herself it was a bad idea. She’d convinced herself she’d never see him again so why drag him back in to her life? Now he was stood in front of her with his daughter who she once knew quite well. Her eyes looked between the two of them for a second while her brain tried to think of literally anything to say right now. 

“Oh, er…” Tilly held the shoes out to Zoey, realising she was still holding on to them. “…you’ve, grown…” That’s what two years can do to kids, Tilly. Get a grip! Her eyes tried to make eye contact with JD’s but she could never hold it for too long, ending up looking at the ground or to Zoey. Her heart simply hurt. 

***

JD held on tight to the little girls hand, his daughter was happily chatting about how excited she was for her ballet class and that she couldn’t wait to show her teacher how hard she’d been practicing. While Zoey talked, JD found his mind wandering, thinking about the reason his daughter was even in these classes. While JD had been in a lot of relationships, there were only a few that really stuck with him, and Tilly had been a big one. He did his best not to think about her normally, the breakup had been sudden and Zoey had so many questions that he had no answer to. 

So instead, JD had distracted his daughter with all the dance classes she wanted, and whenever she mentioned Tilly, he’d take her to do something fun to distract her. Now, his ex rarely came up which was fine, the less he thought about it, the easier life was. He heard the voice first, and he was sure that he was imagining things, he’d just been thinking about her so obviously he was hearing her now too. Maybe he had actually driven himself crazy... Then he turned, and he saw her.

JD was known as a confident man, but right now he was at a complete loss and while Zoey screamed with excitement as she recognized the woman in front of them, his mind raced with thoughts from the last time he’d seen her. She’d been in the hospital, and then suddenly she was gone. He’d tried to reach her, but never heard anything back, and now she was here. “You-” He started, but he stopped himself rather quickly, having no real clue what to say to her. “What are you doing here?”

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Fezco in EUPHORIA 2.07 / The Theatre and It’s Double

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why hello : jayce ‘JD’ devereau

(angus cloud, male, he/him) JAYCE “JD” DEVEREAU is the newest evergreen eagle! they’re 23 years old from TORONTO, CANADA joining us at evergreen to study MECHANICS. have you heard I THINK I’M OKAY by MACHINE GUN KELLY? it reminds me of them because they’re so EASY-GOING and DETERMINED, but also super EMOTIONLESS at times. i hope we catch them around campus soon!

Basics

Name: Jayce ‘JD’ Franklin Devereau

Age: 23

Birthday: April 15th

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Single

Major: Mechanics

Occupation: Unemployed

Extras: None

Family

Father: Franklin Devereau

Mother: Irena Devereau

Siblings: 1 younger sister

Children: 6 year old daughter, Zoey

Pets: None

Bio:

Born and raised in Toronto, Canada. JD was the eldest child of a lawyer and a school teacher. He was three when his sister was born, and he was obsessed with her when they were little. He was so protective of the little girl, and much like his father, he would do anything to keep his family safe, and this meant his father thought the boy would follow his footsteps and become a lawyer or a police officer.

That wasn’t what happened though. He was thirteen when he committed he first started getting involved with drugs, nothing major, just smoking a joint at a friends house, but the rush it gave him was what made him do it again. Eventually, an older male from his school took him under his wing, and the began to show JD the world that he was missing.

From 14 onwards, JD was in and out of juvenile detention. He probably would’ve been in and out of prison too when he was older, if it weren’t for his fathers connections. However, his father was tired of JD’s antics, and made the decision to send him to the military. It was two weeks before he was meant to set off that he found out that he’d gotten a girl pregnant, and when he told his father he gave him a choice, own up and take care of his kid, or give up his parental rights and join the military.

Zoey was born a few months after his eighteenth birthday, and shortly afterwards, her mother left him a note, leaving this small girl with JD. The young man had no clue how to raise a child, but he knew he had to try. Still, he couldn’t seem to stop himself from fucking up, only now he had a reason not to get caught.

In order to try and turn his life around, he enrolled into university. The only thing he knew he could do well other than deal drugs, was fix cars, so he figured mechanics would be a good field for him to follow. However, his grades were nowhere near what was needed to get in, but after enlisting the help of a hacker, who really only agreed because he’d told her about his daughter, his grades were fixed and he was accepted. Now he just hopes he can keep his nose clean and give his daughter the life she deserves, though while he does talk about her, he will only introduce people to her if he really trusts them.

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