#Lucien Hughes

[reggieslocket]

ah yes the inherent homoeroticism of taking the cigarette out of your friend's mouth

[popfizzles]

how much have you fleshed out the NPCs in your au?

I definitely have favorites 😅

Mac and Chip both have set personalities and some story to them! I gave Mac an entire family, you know what I mean! Chip has a gruff but gold personality, a job working at a sawmill, and hangs out with Mugman in passing. I also like Canteen Hughes being a very young, very bright character (very Tails from Sonic vibes in my brain).

Ginger and Buster, and Lucien have some vague ideas behind them. I never really fucked much with Isle 2 NPCs, but I liked the idea of Ginger being an ex of Mugman's, Buster being Beppi's apprentice, and Lucien knowing Boba (which is how Boba got his tutoring job).

Ludwig, Wolfgang, and Silverworth all have some story behind them too. I like Ludwig being an informant for a price, the guy who knows a guy; it makes me laugh to imagine Wolfgang as being very "calls women FEMALES" type of guy; and a semi-popular headcanon of Silverworth being some pompous fuck that gets his kicks picking on Cup and Mug.

I can go into some more miscellaneous specifics about these specific nine if you like!! :)

[lewisossokoh]

ACTORS WHO APPEAR IN MUSIC VIDEOS PT. 3

Jennifer Lopez starring Ben Affleck in "Jenny From The Block".

The Rolling Stones starring Angelina Jolie in Anybody Seen My Baby

Bruce Springsteen starring Courtney Cox in "Dancing in the Dark".

Enrique Iglesias starring Jennifer Love Heiwitt in "Hero".

Aerosmith starring Alicia Silverstone in "Cryin".

Aerosmith starring Mila Kunis in "Jaded".

Michael Jackson starring Eddy Murphy & Iman in "Remember The Time".

Shakira & Cardi B starring Lucien Laviscount in "Punteria".

Michael Jackson starring Macaulay Culkin in "Black or White".

The Offspring starring Zoey Deschanel in "She's Got Issues".

Annie Lennox starring Hugh Laurie & John Malkovich in "Walking on Broken Glass".

Michael Jackson starring John Travolta, Carl Weathers, Mayim Bialik, Whoopi Goldberg, Corey Feidman, Quincy Jones, Dan Aykroyd, Brigitte Nielsen, Danny Glover, Olivia Hussey, Billy Dee Williams, Paula Abdul, Lou Ferrigno, Richard Dreyfuss, Lou Diamond Philips, Don King, Jasmine Guy, Virginia Madsen, Rosanna Arquette, Steve Guttenberg, Amy Irving, Blair Underwood, Beverley Johnson, Malcolm-Jamal Warner, Jackie Collins, Emily Dreyfuss in "Liberian Girl".

[edelweiss-maiden]

𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 (𝟏𝟎𝟗 𝐚𝐜 -𝟏𝟑𝟎 𝐚𝐜)

study of insects by jan van kessel the elder (1660) / free - florence + the machine / young mother and child by james john hill (1868) / lotus-eater definition and transcription via wordsnquotes / autumn sonata (1978) dir. ingmar bergman / the veiled woman by lucien-victor guirand de scévola (1901, inspo) / letter from an unknown woman by stefan zweig (1922) / care by talbot hughes (1898) / king stakh's wild hunt by uladzimir karatkievich (1964) / golden yarn by edward okuń

[waningcrescendo]

I Gave In

kagaminr len .,

[yennas-stuff]

I went kayaking today, and all I could think of was Elucien on a boat date.

Ideally, one ending with Lucien falling into water, like Hugh Grant in Bridget Jones. Imagine him being all charming, and a second later, he's all drenched and resembles a disgruntled kitten.

[tiny-librarian]

Apart from the Astors, there were at least 6 sets of honeymooners in first class. Daniel Warner Marvin, aged nineteen, son of the owner of the Biograph Cinema Company, was returning to America with his bride, Mary Farquarson, aged eighteen. Lucien P. Smith, aged twenty-four, of Huntington, West Virginia, had recently married eighteen-year-old Mary Eloise Hughes: she bore his posthumous son in December 1912. Victor de Satode Penasco y Castellana, aged eighteen, from Madrid, was going to America with his new wife Maria Josefa Perez de Soto y Valleja, aged seventeen. John P. Snyder, aged twenty-three from Minneapolis, was returning from his European honeymoon with Nelle Stevenson, aged twenty-two. Dickinson Bishop, heir to the Rounf Oak Stove Company, had married in November 1911, and embarked at Cherbourg with his wife Helen after a tour of Mediterranean Europe and Egypt. One newly married couple were both verging on the age of fifty: Dr Henry (or Hyman) Frauenthal, with a high-domed baldness and fulsome black beard, had married in France, as recently as 26 March, Clara Heinsheimer from Cincinnati.

Titanic Lives - Richard Davenport-Hines

[shardechance]

post mortem #3 rating: t (for swearing) wc: 2.5k warnings: none for this snippet, however please be aware that the main work does have a non-con warning.

Seeing as no one in this partnership knows how to be normal, here's a deleted scene from JAWBREAKER between Feyre and the Hughes Twins.

Oscar flicks on the hall light on the way up, a sticky red smear left in his wake—another thing to clear up later. When they clear the doorway, stepping into the dark of the attic, their new bedroom stands on full display: one wardrobe, two dressers, a toy box that’s seen better days, an armchair, a bookshelf only half full, and a bunk bed. They’d begged for one at the old place. Seems they got their wish. 

Oscar reaches for the lights but Ferye stops him. “No, it has to be dark.”

“But I can’t find my PJs!” Finn whines, flopping down on the bottom bunk. They’ll be under his pillow, where his mom always leaves them, but kids are kids and the tiredness is setting in, irritation along with it. Oscar, having had a little less sugar and a little more patience, reaches beneath his brother's head and pulls out the missing garments, flops them onto his face, and scrambles for his own before Finn can retaliate.

“You two go wash up and then we’ll play,” she says, dropping into the plush velvet armchair beneath the skylight. Oscar is already through the door, footfalls loud and quick on the stairs as he rushes to the washroom on the floor below. They creak with every step. Finn whines as he lifts himself from his bed, sluggish feet carrying him to the door. “And brush your teeth. I’ll know if you haven’t, stinky!” 

He grumbles something to himself but he’s too far gone for her to make out the words. 

The armchair is twice as comfortable as the couch downstairs, a million times more comfortable than the mismatched furniture back home. She leans back into it, legs propped up over one of the arms. It’s better than anything they ever had as kids. One giant bed and three gangly sisters sharing the one duvet, kicking each other, huddled closer on winter nights when the heat gave out. Getting her own space, her own bed, had been the peak of her pre-teen years. 

She lets her head rest on the back of the chair, looking to the skylight above. 

It would be a pretty nice view of the sky and stars if it wasn’t for the wayward branch of a neighboring oak obscuring it. Never having a tenant stay longer than a year, being on the housing market longer still, would do that to a place. Moonlight still made it to the attic though, filtered through the sparse leaves.

Her phone vibrates, probably Lucien trying to goad her into ditching again, or sharing the latest gossip in the group chat she hadn’t left yet. Not that Tamlin ever checked it. On Lucien’s last update, he was somewhere in Cambodia or Croatia or somewhere else beginning with a C, still trying to ‘find himself.’ Not like he needed to go that far to do it. Just look in the trash bin and there’s a dozen just like him. 

Part of her—a smug, satisfied part—thinks he left because of what happened between them. Considering the only person he even spoke to anymore was Lucien and even that was via postcard, the evidence stacks up pretty well in her favor. 

Good. Fuck him.

She pulls her phone out but doesn’t check the notification. Doesn’t have a chance to. The telltale whine of old pipes that she’s too familiar with cuts out, and the pitter-patter of bare feet taking the old stairs way too fast sounds after it. She turns on her phone’s flashlight.

“Will you tell us the game now?” Oscar asks, arms full of costume pieces he’ll likely have grown out of by next Halloween. 

Finn does the same, barreling past to jump onto his bed. A breathless “Please!” as he lands in the bed face down. His twin sits beside him, legs folded criss-cross on the comforter.

Feyre takes a second to draw them closer, flipping her phone upside down so the flashlight shines upwards. By the looks on their faces—equal parts enraptured and terrified—it’s clear she has them right where she wants them. 

“Boys.” Wind surges outside, rattling bare branches against the rooftop. It’s not quite lightning, but it’ll do. “We’re going to talk to spirits.”

Oscar’s awe turns to straight up fear. “Spirits? Like… ghosts?” 

“Hey! Ghosts can’t get you if you’re in bed,” Finn chimes in. “Everybody knows that. Mom said so.”

They bicker back and forth about the logistics of whether it has to be your bed specifically or if just any bed will do. Finn concludes that the best place to be during a ghost attack would be a mattress store. Oscar counters with but how are there so many haunted hotels? which only serves to lead them down a different path of how does he know that and who has been sneaking off to watch Most Haunted reruns even though Mom said they shouldn’t. Feyre lets them argue, for the most part, only jumping in when it seems things might come to blows.

“Did I say anything about ghosts?” she says.

Finn shakes his head, but Oscar—oh, poor baby. 

“Anyway,” Feyre continues, “I put some salt on your window when you were getting cleaned up. Totally ghost-proof, I promise.” A lie, obviously, but she’d seen it in a TV show somewhere and, by the way Oscar’s shoulders retreat from beside his ears, it convinces him well enough. “Do you want to play or not?” 

“We want to play! Right, Ozzie?”

“Right.” Although, Oscar seems marginally less convinced.

“If you say so,” Feyre shrugs. She hands her phone to Oscar who, in typical kid fashion, twists it so the light shines under his chin, but jumps at the glare. She grabs his wrist, gently turning until the light faces down at his blue green comforter instead. “It’s super important that you hold this still. That keeps us connected to the spirits.” 

A purple velvet bag, in all its faded filigree beauty, sits between them.

It’s been too long since she’d last done a reading, usually only reaching for them on the off chance she remembered, or if she’d had a particularly bad day. She doesn’t believe in all the witch stuff like Elain used to, the full moons and incense and tea blends made from garden herbs. No, it’s nothing like that. It’s just… nice to think that there’s a connection to something bigger out there, even if sometimes it takes a pile of old paper for her to realize it. 

Her skin prickles as she touches the velvet, pulling the worn cards from their home. 

“These—” she starts, spreading the deck between her fingers so the boys can see the pictures. Bright and bold and dark and faded all at once. “—are Tarot cards.” 

“Tarot cards?” Oscar wavers with her phone, light dipping but Finn steadies his brother’s hand before she can chastise him for it. 

She nods. “That’s right, and they’re going to help us ask the spirits a question. The cards are a conduit–uh…a tool, I guess? You ask a question in your head, focus on it really hard and pick the card that calls to you. I have to shuffle them first though, mix them all up.”

“They speak?” Finn asks, as she does her best to shuffle the deck. He’s sat so close to Oscar now, knees touching in the dark like that extra point of contact can offer comfort in a way words cannot. Even like this, they’re inseparable.

“Not with words. You’ll feel it in your heart, or your head, maybe your toes. It’s different for different people.” Feyre keeps her words calm, soothing. It’s not meant to be a spooky exercise. It’s not. God, if they wake up in the middle of the night with bad dreams—no, she keeps it cool, smiling a little as she spreads the cards face down atop the bedspread. An arc before all three of them. “To me, it feels warm. Like the sun.”

Oscar lets the phone droop a second time, and when Feyre looks up to him, his eyes are a little wet. “I don’t think I want to play this game.” 

“Ozzie, please!” Finn pleads, taking his twin's free hand between his own. 

Feyre takes a second, watching as Finn soothes his brother’s hand. It's the type of thing Nesta used to do for Elain, when storms blew out the breakers and left them in the dark, their father nowhere to be seen. Maybe once she yearned for that kind of connection with someone. It had never been there in her sisters—not that she blamed them, anymore—but she found it in her friends. She found it in her part time jobs. She made it her mission to be that person when she could. Her hand dwarfs both boys’ clenched palms. “It’s gonna be okay, I promise. Do you want me to get the lights?” 

Oscar, looking at his brother then back to the faded gilding of the cards, shakes his head. 

“You sure?” she asks.

He nods once. 

“Since you’re being so brave, do you want to take the first card?” Feyre offers.

It’s with a trembling hand that Oscar reaches for the cards, letting his fingers slip free of his brother’s grip. He hovers a palm above them, moving left and right across the deck, pausing in certain spots like he’s considering taking one, but never staying in a place for too long. Like weaving between invisible strands of magic, sensing the cards and their meanings. 

“I want this one,” he says, pulling a card from the dead center of the arc. What remains of the gold around the card’s edges catches in the flashlight. Feyre doesn’t even realize she’s holding her breath until Oscar flips his card over, revealing an upside down King of Swords.

Finn almost knocks his twin over trying to see the design on the front. A king alone, sat atop a throne, holding a giant sword. Well, it wouldn’t be her first choice, but it’s not a bad card. “Feyre, what does it mean?” 

“Oh, you would get the King.” She smiles a little. “That’s very you, Oscar.” 

Oscar, eyes still a little wide in panic, seems to relax a little at that. “Why is he upside down? Is he okay?” 

“He’s fine. He means something different if he’s upside down is all!” Feyre places it in the space between them, separate from the face down cards, trying to rack her brain for a way to phrase its meaning. Manipulation is such a harsh word. Inner truth, perhaps? Hidden strength? “What do you feel when you look at him?”

“He looks… cool.” 

“Yeah, but how does he make you feel?” 

“Like… Like I want to play again! Can I have another turn?” 

Finn, eternally impatient, balks at that. He doesn’t have the same restraint his twin has. He leans over Oscar, swiping the first card his fingers touch, swishing it into the air before Feyre can remind them to be gentle. He doesn’t even let her see what he pulled, squinting at it for a second, before he pouts and lays it face up next to the other card.

“At least yours was someone cool! Mine’s just some building.” 

The Tower. Oh fuck.

“Some building?” Ferye starts, nudging so the cards are aligned. She hadn’t been expecting to see the Tower, not really, but hey! These things happen. Chaos? Pride? That’s kinda Finn’s thing so it makes sense. He commands that kind of energy. “That’s the tower! One of the most powerful cards in the Deck.”

“Really?” Finn’s eyes light up at that, looking again at the card between them. “I guess the lightning storm is kinda cool.” 

“I’ll bet.” She nods. “I’ll ask you the same question, Finn. What do you feel? What does it remind you of?”

“I don’t know. It’s like when dad used to let us smash sand castles after a beach day. What does it mean?”

Feyre hushes him and, thankfully, he sits back in his place, enraptured as she takes the time drawing her fingertips over the facedown cards. “We haven’t got the full story yet. It’s my turn.” 

There isn’t a specific question in her mind; nebulous thoughts of school and work and home and the two boys only minutes away from sleep, parties she hasn’t been to, assignments she hasn’t done—phantom warmth pricks her index finger. Despite her belief in the metaphysical being skeptic at best, she puts trust in that little spike of warmth, pulling out the final card. 

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. 

“The Devil?” Oscar shrieks, leaning closer whilst simultaneously cringing back. “I thought you said this game wasn’t scary!”

Finn leans into his brother, trying his best to see the goat-headed figure on her card. “That’s awesome! That’s gotta be the coolest one yet! Why is he furry?”

“Hey, the Devil isn’t as bad as everyone thinks!” How do you even begin to explain the intricacies of obsession, passion and sexuality to kids? That’s way above her pay grade. Not a chance. “He gets a bad rap. Not all bad things are really bad, you know? Like… chores! You hate doing them at the time but once they’re done everything feels better, right?” 

Oscar fixes her with a look, dark hair flopping in front of his eyes. “Feyre, it’s the Devil.”

“To me, this means I have an assignment due tomorrow and I need to knuckle down.” Not a lie, but not a full truth either. She does have an assignment—one she hasn’t even started yet—but seeing The Devil tugs on a different part of herself that's probably best kept under wraps. She likes this job. It would be a shame if she scared the kids too much and never got invited back. “It means I need to focus on a few things.”

“That’s kinda… boring.” Finn says, fighting off a yawn. “Can we talk to the spirits now?” 

“We just did, dummy.”

Oscar, seeing his brother fight the clutch of sleep, fails in his own battle. “That was it? What did they say?” 

“They say it’s bedtime. Now.” Feyre collects the unused cards, slotting in the three they chose throughout the deck. Only once they’re all safely in their little velvet pouch does she raise from the bed, letting Finn crawl beneath the comforter. Oscar follows suit, the allure of sleep near irresistible. She lets them get comfortable, standing by the skylight, looking up at the branch blocking most of the view.

“Do you like it?” Finn asks, sounding so much smaller, already halfway to sleep. “Dad says he’s gonna build us a treehouse next summer. We’re gonna have sleepovers and everything.”

Feyre starts towards the door, slowly waiting for creaks of the old floor to announce her slow departure. “For real? Am I invited?” 

Finn shakes his head, or snuggles down further into his comforter. Oscar peeks over the edge of the top bunk, eyes half shut already. “No girls allowed.” 

“Figures.” She reaches the door, pulling it just enough to slip through. One last look over her shoulder confirms what she already guessed. “Night, boys.” 

She doesn’t get a response.

[projectpandora]

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[timberwolveshq]

what are some of your most wanted fcs?

hellorr , thank you for your message . i would love to see vince dunn , jack hughes , charles melton , cole caulfield , daren barnet , gavin leatherwood , juraj slakovfsky , jordan fisher , matthew knies , lucien laviscount , william nylander , nico hiraga , felix mallard , taylor zakhar perez , thomas weatherall , alex fitzalan , jonathon daviss , callum turner , jacob elordi , chase stokes , joe keery , corey mylchreest , drew starkey , gregg sulkin , joseph quinn , max faist , oliver stark , nicholas galitzine , cindy kimberly , tate mcrae , aisha potter , brookelle mckenzie , sab zada , jade distinguin , dina denoire , madelyn cline , zendaya , janae roberts , antonia gentry , anya taylor joy , becky g , florence pugh , bianca santos , halston sage , cierra ramirez , scarlett leithold , camila mendes , dua lipa , hailee steinfeld , natalie alyn lind, madison bailey , sydney sweeney , sofia carson , renee rapp & abigail cowen

[reggieslocket]

AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES!!!

[grimmertales]

Sorry if this has been asked before but what are your mw male fables & potential fc ideas?

no  worries  at  all  !  our  most  wanted  fables  are  captain  hook  (kofi  siriboe,  gabriel  leone,  and  serkan çayoğlu),  boy  blue  (d’pharaoh  woon-a-tai,  cha  eun-woo,  and  corteon  moore),  macbeth  (mahershala  ali  and  hugh  jackman),  king  arthur  (belmont  cameli,  taylor  zakhar  perez,  and  lucien  laviscount),  king  oberon  (jeffrey  dean  morgan,  steve  toussaint,  and  oscar  isaac),  the  frog  prince  (roby  attal,  leo  woodall,  and  zain  iqbal),  baron  von  rothbart  (jude  law,  mads  mikkelsen,  and  frank  grillo),  and  the  pied  piper  of  hamelin  (fabien  frankel,  drew  starkey,  and  mike  faist). members  can  absolutely  add  to  this  list  ♡

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: May 10, 1985

Lyrics:

Take me home

Take me home

Baby, I know you're wondering

Why I won't go over to your place

Cause I'm not to sure about how you feel

So I'd rather go at my own pace

And I know and you know that if we get together

Emotions will go to work

And I may do something I might regret the next day

And end up hurt

Oh I don't know

That's the way that I feel

I'm so afraid of a one night deal

I wonder if I take you home would you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

I wonder if I take you home would you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

Your love is

Take me home

Lately you've been expressing to me

Just how much you want to make love

I want it just as much as you do

But will you still keep in touch

You say I'm teasing but ought to have a reason

Don't let your feelings fade

Cause you will have me and sooner than you know it

If you could only wait

Oh I dont know

Thats the way I feel

Im so afraid of a one night deal, cuz sometimes

I wonder if I take you home, will you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

I wonder if I take you home will you still make me love baby

(Home home, home home)

Because I need you tonight

I wonder if I take you home will you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

I wonder if I take you home will you still make me love baby

(Home home, home home)

Because I need you tonight

And on the real side, if you love me (huhh)

You would wait

Your love is

I wonder if I take you home, (home home, home home)

I wonder if I take you home

I wonder if take you home, would you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

I wonder if take you home, would you still make me love baby

Because I need you tonight

I wonder, I wonder, I really really wonder (home home, home home)

Take me home

I wonder, I wonder, I really really wonder

Take me home

Your love is

No good!

Keep telling me lies & ur still not sure

-In my eyes, our relationship would be more clear

"No its just I feel that your rushing me"

"Ok, since you dont love me & dont want to be with me"

"No its not that its just that im afraid of getting hurt"

I dont know I just keep asking myself, should I really take you home?

What do you think?

Take me, take me

Take me home

Take me, take me

Take me home

Take me, take me

Take me home

Home home, home home

Home

Your down on your knees

Begging me please

Take me home

Take me home!

Songwriter:

Will you still love me

If I take you home!

Will you still love me

If I take you home!

Brian P. George / Curtis T. Bedeau / Gerard R. Charles / Hugh L. Clarke / Lucien J. George / Paul Anthony George

SongFacts:

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Homepage:

Lisa Lisa

Cult Jam

[shesreligion]

˘ 。 𝐃𝐎𝐂   : astley - benefield , cameron . . . access granted .

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂    :

*      full   name   ,   cameron   james   astley   -   benefield   ,   seventh   duke   of   westminster   .   nickname(s)   ,   cam   ,   the   duke   ,   cj   .   age   ,   thirty   four   years   old   .   date   of   birth   ,   february   second   .   place   of   birth   ,   cheshire   ,   england   .   hometown   ,   cheshire   ,   england   .   current   residence   ,   london   ,   england   .   nationality   ,   british   .   languages   ,   english   (   first   language   )   ,   welsh   (   conversational   )   .   gender   ,   cis   man   .   pronouns   ,      he   /   him   .   orientation   ,   heterosexual   /   heteromantic   .   status   ,   married   .   occupation   ,   aristocrat   ,   businessman   :   owner   of   a   multi   billion   dollar   real   estate   company   .   positive   traits   ,   debonair   ,   charismatic   ,   adaptable   ,   patient   ,   logical   .   negative   traits   ,   underhanded   ,   arrogant   ,   guarded   ,   forgetful   ,   perfectionist   .   character   parralels   ,   cameron   sullivan   ,   harvey   spector   ,   simon   basset   ,   tywin   lannister   ,   terry   benedict   ,   michael   gray   .   zodiac   ,   aquarius   . 

*      face   claim   ,   lucien   laviscount   .   race   ,   biracial   :   black   &   white   .   ethnicity   ,   english   ,   german   ,   antiguan   .   hair   ,   dark   brunette   nearly   black   hair   ,   keeps   it   fairly   short   but   you   can   still   catch   a   slight   curl   pattern   .   eyes   ,   big   brown   eyes   ,   piercingly   so   .   height   ,   six   foot   .   voice   ,   soothing   and   calm   tone   with   a   strong   posh   accent   .   usual   expression   ,   a   rather   smug   look   ,   with   a   permanent   smirk   lingering   .   tattoos   ,   none   .   allergies   ,   shellfish   .  

*      biological   father   ,   alexander   astley   -   benefield   (   †   )   .   faceclaim   ,   hugh   grant   .   occupation   ,   aristocrat   ,   former   realtor   .   biological   mother   ,   andrea   astley   -   benefield   (   formerly   williams   )   .   faceclaim   ,   angela   bassett   .   occupation   ,   aristocrat   ,   philanthropist   ,   and   former   politician   .   sister   ,   utp   astley   -   benefield   .   faceclaim   ,   utp   .   occupation   ,   utp   .   pet(s)   ,   and   airedale   terrier   named   hugo   and   a   black   greyhound   named   charlie  .   financial   class   ,   upper   class   :   generational   wealth   .   notable   family   members   ,   king   of   england   (   godfather   )   ,   nora   williams   (   aunt   ,   oscar   winning   actress   )   ,   robert   astley   (   great   grandfather   x4   ,   first   duke   of   westminster   )   .   

𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 : background . . . access granted .

in    1990    the    country    home    of    eaton    hall    would    welcome    a    new    resident    ,    lord    cameron    astley    -    benefield    ,    the    eldest    child    of    the    aristocratic    astley    -    benefield    family    .    his    father    was    the    6th    duke    of    westminster    and    the    ceo    of    astley    group    limited    (    an    international    real    estate    company    )    ,    and    his    mother    was    a    politician    turned    philanthropist    later    in    life    .    

there    is    no    luxury    that    compares    to    the    one    in    which    he    was    brought    up    in    :    the    godson    of    the    king    ,    he    was    set    up    for    success    from    the    the    day    he    was    born    .    this    did    not    make    for    an    easy    life    ,    though    ,    on    the    contrary    –    life    as    the    heir    apparent    to    dukedom    meant    following    a    slew    of    rules    &    always    remembering    ,    love    was    very    much    so    conditional    .    to    make    one    step    out    of    line    was    not    an    option    ,    and    so    he    tucked    his    head    &    followed    his    parents    lead    with    every    step    he    took    .    the    perfect    picture    of    a    little    lord    . 

the    veil    only    starting    to    slip    when    he    left    cheshire    to    attend    eaton    college    .    the    first    few    years    went    by    smoothly    ,    sticking    true    to    himself    (    or    atleast    to    who    he'd    always    been    told    he    should    be    )    .    time    away    from    home    can    muddy    one's    views    though    and    soon    enough    the    security    that    came    with    attending    eaton    transformed    into    an    arrogant    confidence    that    he    could    act    out    of    character    :    the    partying    started    ,    then    sneaking    girls    onto    campus    grounds    ,    alcohol    &    drugs    soon    following    closely    behind    . 

things    only    took    a    turn    for    the    worse    as    he    went    on    to    university    –    much    more    lazy    with    hiding    his    antics    .    tabloids    often    having    a    field    day    ,    and    the    young    lord    found    his    face    on    several    tabloids    throughout    the    nation    :    "    playboy    lord    cops    a    feel    "    ,    "    drug    lord    of    oxford    "    ,    and    "    cameron    tosses    copper    coins    at    '    peasants    '    on    campus    "    ,    where    only    a    few    headlines    that    graced    covers    during    his    time    at    oxford    univeristy    .    to    say    he    was    on    the    outs    within    his    family    would    be    an    understatement    ,    this    was    around    the    time    the    conditions    to    his    parents    love    came    into    play    .    set    himself    straight    or    be    stripped    of    everything    (    title    and    claim    to    the    company    )    . 

to    many's    surprise    he    graduated    from    oxford    ,    leaving    england    soon    after    to    lay    low    .    taking    up    residence    in    new    york    city    for    five    years    .    a    necessary    evil    .    during    this    time    he    joined    the    family    business    ,    working    on    the    american    end    of    it    &    it    became    clear    rather    quickly    he    had    quite    the    knack    (    be    it    charm    )    to    sell    a    property    to    just    about    anyone    who    would    listen    to    him    .    slowly    but    surely    finding    his    way    back    into    his    parents    good    graces    –    he    was    a    reformed    bad    boy    ,    american    tabloids    would    claim    whenever    they    could    catch    a    glimpse    of    him    .    instead    channeling    his    off    color    antics    into    business    moves    .    he    would    do    anything    to    sell    a    property    ,    even    if    it    meant    screwing    over    someone    else    :    it    didn't    matter    who    you    were    or    what    you    had    .    all    that    mattered    was    cameron    was    the    one    to    seal    the    deal    .    ruthless    to    the    bitter    end    .     

his    run    in    america    came    to    an    end    in    2017    ,    with    him    &    his    family    surrounding    his    father's    hospital    bed    .    with    such    a    great    loss    came    even    greater    responsibility    ,    now    the    7th    duke    of    westminster    and    the    new    ceo    of    astley    group    limited    .    this    was    the    time    to    show    the    british    people    just    how    much    of    a    changed    man    he    was    –    but    does    a    tiger    ever    truly    change    it's    stripes    ?    the    partying    subsided    ,    the    illicit    substances    gone    (    for    the    most    part    )    ,    but    the    playboy    tag    remained    .    a    new    woman    every    few    months    .    scorned    woman    left    at    every    corner    of    the    world    ,    and    cameron    was    more    or    less    left    unphased    .    his    focus    solely    on    preforming    his    duties    –    to    make    his    late    father    proud    of    what    he    could    accomplish    .    

just    years    later    all    that    focus    was    rewarded    when    cameron    was    deemed    the    united    kingdoms    richest    millennial    &    appointed    deputy    lieutenant    of    chesire    ,    a    showing    that    he'd    excelled    in    both    the    business    and    in    the    eyes    of    his    godfather    . 

the    last    thing    on    a    long    list    of    changes    that    needed    to    be    made    from    his    teen    years    finally    comes    to    fruition    when    the    duke    gets    down    on    one    knee    .    a    conscious    decision    ,    in    the    eyes    of    the    public    ,    to    be    faithful    to    one    woman    –    to    get    married    (    to    the    perfect    trophy    wife    ,    he'd    claim    )    .          

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 : the duke of charm . . . access granted . 

the    duality    of    cameron    is    one    to    be    studied    ,    on    the    surface    he    is    charismatic    and    friendly    –    disarmingly    so    .    the    sort    of    guy    you    simply    want    around    .    overwhelmingly    respectful    and    courteous    at    every    turn    (    especially    if    there    are    eyes    on    him    )    but    for    the    most    part    ,    if    he's    allowed    you    to    know    him    well    enough    ,    you    can    see    through    it    .    it's    all    an    act    ,    much    like    most    of    his    life    :    when    he    was    younger    he    acted    clean    cut    to    appease    his    parents    ,    as    he    grew    into    his    own    he    acted    out    for    global    attention    ,    and    now    he    plays    up    the    act    of    the    honorable    duke    for    the    sake    of    business    ventures    .    everything    he    does    is    done    for    one    sole    purpose    –    his    own    self    interest    .    it's    not    about    caring    ,    it's    about    winning    .    there    is    a    certain    air    he    carries    himself    with    some    would    call    it    arrogance    ,    he    prefers    unwavering    confidence    .    he    knows    when    he    walks    into    a    room    he    is    the    grand    prize    .    his    loyalty    is    a    fickle    thing    to    most    ,    outside    of    his    family    and    country    (    not    the    people    in    it    ,    the    actual    country    )    .    his    lack    of    care    for    other's    shines    when    it    comes    to    his    forgetfulness    ,    you    could    tell    him    your    favorite    color    and    five    minutes    later    he'd    have    no    clue    .    he'll    claim    he's    far    too    busy    &    hardworking    to    fixate    on    mundane    details    but    the    truth    is    he's    far    more    interested    in    what    he    has    to    say    than    anyone    else    ,    unless    it's    about    him    .    despite    his    pit    falls    ,    there    is    no    doubt    there    are    pros    to    being    in    his    orbit    .    cameron    knows    one    speed    and    it's    fast    .   .   .    very    much    so    a    proponent    of    work    hard    ,    play    harder    .          

𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 :

coming soon . . .

[moon-meridian]

hello, friends! here is a collection of some of my favorite faces. i'll update this list as i come into contact with faces that i've been introduced to and want to interact with. please keep in mind that this list is just what comes to mind, i love new faces so feel free to suggest new ones to me !#happyroleplaying

ACTORS

a-e

aaron paul, aaron taylor-johnson, aaron tveit, adam dimarco, adan canto, alan ritchson, alberto rosende, alexander calvert, alexander skarsgard, alex fitzalan, alfie allen, alfonso herrera, alfred enoch, alvaro rico, andre lamoglia, andrew garfield, andrew matarazzo, andy samberg, angus cloud, antoni porowski, antony starr, armie hammer, aron piper, austin butler, avan jogia, ben barnes, bill skarsgard, blair redford, blake jenner, bob morley, boyd holbrook, brandon flynn, brant daughtry, brenton thwaites, brian j. smith, bright vachirawit chivaaree, cameron monaghan, casey cott, carter jenkins, chace crawford, chadwick boseman, chance perdomo, charles melton, charlie coxx, charlie heaton, charlie hunnam, charlie weber, chase stokes, cheyenne jackson, chris evans, chris hemsworth, chris messina, chris pine, christian navarro, christopher abbott, chris wood, cody christian, cody fern, cole sprouse, colton haynes, curran walters, dacre montgomery, daniel sharman, darren barnet, darren criss, david castaneda, david castro, david corenswet, dean geyer, dominic cooper, dominic sherwood, drey ray tanner, drew van acker, dylan minnette, dylan o'brien, dylan sprayberry, dylan sprouse, ed westwick, eka darville, eric dane, evan peters.

f-l

felix mallard, finn jones, finn wittrock, froy gutierrez, gavin leatherwood, gong yoo, grant gustin, gregg sulkin, gus kenworthy, hart denton, hasan minhaj, henry cavill, henry zaga, herman tommeras, hero fiennes-tiffin, hugh dancy, ian bohen, ian harding, ian somerhalder, itzan escamilla, iwan rheon, jack falahee, jack quaid, jack mulhern, jack o'connell, jacob artist, jacob elordi, jai courtney, jan luis castellanos, jared padelecki, jason momoa, jedidiah goodacre, jensen ackles, jeremy allen white, jeremy jordan, joe dempsie, joe keery, joel kinnaman, joel mchale, joe manganiello, jonathan groff, jon bernthal, jon krazinski, jordan fisher, jorge lopez, joseph gilgun, josh hartnett, joshua bassett, justin hartley, justin theroux, karamo brown, karl urban, kit harrington, kj apa, kyle allen, liam hemsworth, logan shroyer, louis partridge, lucien laviscount, luke evans, luke pasqualino.

m-s

manny jacinto, manu rios, matt bomer, matthew daddario, mark pellegrino, mason gooding, maxence danet-fauvel, max irons, max riemelt, mena massoud, michael cimino, michael trevino, michael vlamis, michele morrone, michiel huisman, miguel bernardeau, miguel herran, mike colter, miguel angel silvestre, miles heizer, milo ventimiglia, nathan parsons, nicholas galitzine, nick robinson, nico mirallegro, nico tortorella, nikolaj coster-waldua, noah centineo, nolan gerard funk, oliver jackson-cohen, oliver stark, omar ayuso, omar rudberg, oscar isaac, paul wesley, penn badgley, pol granch, rafael silva, rahul kohli, rami malik, richard madden, ricky whittle, riz ahmed, robert sheehan, rome flynn, ronen rubenstein, ross lynch, rudy pankow, rupert grint, ryan guzman, ryan kelley, ryan potter, sam claflin, sam heughan, samuel larson, scott eastwood, sean teale, sebastian de souza, sebastian stan, shiloh fernandez, skeet ulrich, steven strait.

t-z

taron egerton, taylor zakhar perez, theo james, thomas doherty, timothy granaderos, timothy olyphant, toby kebbell, toby wallace, tom ellis, tom hiddleston, tom holland, tom hopper, tom pelphrey, tyler blackburn, tyler hoechlin, tyler lawrence gray, tyler posey, wentworth miller, zac efron.

MUSICIANS

austin porter, benito ocasio (bad bunny), brandon arreaga, charlie puth, dominic fike, edwin honoret, harry styles, jack gilinsky, jack harlow, jaden smith, joe jonas, lil nas z, machine gun kelly, nick jonas, nick mara, omar apollo, shawn mendes, troye sivan, zayn malik, zion kuwonu.

EASTERN

bang chan, choi chanhee, choi minho, christian yu, han seungwoo, jackson wang, jay park, jung ki-suck, kim jennie, kim jisoo, kim jongdae, kwon hyuk lai, kuan-lin, lalisa manoban, lee dae-hwi, lee tae-min, mark yien tuan, ong seong-wu, roseanne park, taehyung, wong kunhang, wu yi fan, xiao dejun, and yan an.

MODELS

adam senn, adil haddaoui, adrien sahores, agustin bruno, arthur gosse, billy vandendooren, bo develius, brad skelly, brooklyn beckham, cameron dallas, casey jackson, christian hogue, daniel abohzira, daniel bederov, david gandy, derek chadwick, desire mia, diego barrueco, francisco lachowski, gage gomez, gui fedrezzi, harvey newton-haydon, isha blaaker, ivan kozak, jacob bixenman, janis danner, jamie dornan, joe collier, jordan torres, juan betancourt, julian schratter, kit butler, lenny izaguire, manu rios, marlon teixeira, marvin cortes, matthew noszka, matty carrington, maverick mcconnell, michael yerger, neels visser, nick bateman, nicolas simoes, nyle dimarco, ollie loudon, owen lindberg, rafael lazzini, rafael miller, reese king, richard diess, robbie satchwell, sean opry, simon loof, simon nessman, tanner reese, tom webb, vinnie hacker, will higginson, xavier serrano, zander fitzpatrick

UNCLASSIFIED

gus kenworthy, noah beck, ryan garcia, vlad hoshin.