#camille 002.

[luckylewis]

closed for: @ithinkitscami

where: seascape, nye

"Wooow," Lucky compliments, the elongation of the word was in cahoots with his alcohol intake, the champagne from the evening starting to catch up with him which abolished his penchant for second guessing whether he should or shouldn't strike up conversation, "That's a great outfit. Very groovy. I don't know if that's the right word."

Oh well, it's the one that was out there now.

"Are you here by yourself, orrr?"

[maura-cortes]

with: @ithinkitscami where: the diner

"—I need a new wardrobe." Maura hums thoughtfully whilst dipping her fry into a mound of tomato ketchup. "but I don't even know if I know whats in anymore, you know? And not to mention how I'm not even sure I can afford a new wardrobe."

( ah yes, maura and her never ending claims of being penniless.)

Popping the fry into her mouth, she chews thoughtfully before cocking her head to the side. "Did I tell you someone asked me on a date? To the arcade. That'd be kind of cute, if I didn't know what couples get up to there."

[gctawaygirl]

closed starter : for matthew ( @angelxrp ) muse : camille fairburn (27, she/her, art teacher, pansexual) plot : cam is trying to find her way around the city and is lost. she bumps into matthew and finally takes him up on his offer.

camille had errands to run and wanted to just get to know the city to enjoy her weekend. her errands plan had gone awol when she took a wrong turn and suddenly had no idea where she was. she had her eyes looking down at her phone, trying to use the maps app to help her when she bumped into someone. she had just started looking up when she hit the person and smacked her face square against their chest, "oh my god, i am so sorry!" she exclaimed, taking a few steps back - or stumbling back as she regained her balance - and looking at the person properly, "oh, it's you," she smiled brightly. she had thought about matthew a lot since their last meeting but hadn't gotten in touch on his offer to show her around, "i am... so sorry. i wasn't looking where i was going, that's if i even knew where i was going," she paused, "i don't suppose your offer still stands, do you?"

[bvsyhead]

it must've been all the laughter and smiles that helped camille feel at ease, because normally the vampire would be on guard, unsure of everyone who entered the room. but tonight, worry seemed to slip out of her body and turn into gratitude. walking through the happy crowd, her eyes landed on heath whose shoulders were tense as he watched every person who entered the bar. tilting her head with a soft smile, she made her way to the other, taking a spot on the brick wall. "heath you know this is a party, you can relax a bit or at least for a few minutes..."

she understood why people were so tense, the last party they all went to was raided and turned into violence, but cami wanted to be naive for once in her life, to think that this night could go smoothly.

open to all ! event: laurie & hope's wedding reception

It was in his nature to stand outside the bar, eyes peeled, making sure that absolutely no one got into the establishment that wasn't invited. Even though they'd enlisted the help of other supernatural body guards, Heath didn't trust them more than he trusted himself. And despite Hope's constant wishing that he'd stayed dead—which he'd assumed was in good nature, but honestly could never tell—he did want the event to go smoothly for her and her husband.

So, he leaned against the brick wall near the entrance and kept his eyes glued to the invitations as they were shown, scanning the faces to make sure they were familiar—and not in a you look like someone who almost tried to kill me kind of way.

[orteskycam]

TASK 002. that girl will be a problem , only if you let her . i left her back home , but i cannot forget her .

BAG

camille’s bag is some cheap ass black duffle bag with a bunch of patches ironed or stitched on – purely depending on what kind of mood they were in on the day the added the patch to the bag. or how many times they had fallen off before. ft. milo — ticket to pound town , a chill pill , salt shaker for a band milo likes … veruca salt . ft. tom — music note patched gifted by tom , ( not pictured ) a piano patch also gifted , gumball machine because tom calls them anais from gumball . ft. eliza — sun and moon patch , anatomical correct heart that serves to both tease the cutesy heart options they looked at together AND be affectionate .

CLOTHES

as scribed in the ancient texts, a hoe never gets cold. do i think cam meant to pack this much ? hell no, but i was having fun with their style so NOW it was definitely a half packed bag cam forgot about and then just shoved a few more things before heading out this time. the type of antagonistic little shit to wear band shirts and pretend not to know any songs when obnoxious dudes ask. “ yeah, i know nirvana. it’s a clothing brand. ” 85% of things are ripped. ( not pictured : a pair of fishnets that not even remove bg could save ) what they lack in jackets, they make up for in proximity to milo, who will defs lend something warm.

MAKE UP

drugstore makeup queen. anything high end in their connection was five finger discount when eliza dragged them into sephora. preferred brand is nyx because of the name and just general edgy vibe compared to most others, though there are some other brands scattered in. their base routine is very low coverage, natural finish. most time spent on their makeup is on their eyes. big eyeliner fan,, the fckn emo. perfume is sweet lolita lempicka which its description does use the term forbidden fruit. an actual review of camille by luke sinclair, too. top notes are sour cherry and sugar.

MISC OTHERS

pouch of accessories — various rings and necklaces, everything they’re not wearing just chucked in there. probably tanged as shit. honourable mention to the mood ring camille constantly wears on her right hand ring finger , a promise ring from milo. random lore drop : camille has her belly button & nipples pierced. drinks — priorities, y’know ? they so deeply did not give a fuck abt this doco filming and they aren’t afraid to show it. knowing what he know now, we can giggle at the holy water flask. tech — sexy smashed phone & spiderweb phone case. the headphones are 100% some knock off dupe and not airpods, but she’s a over ear headphones kinda gal. misc — only packed tampons bc i saw that pencil case and had a giggle. bottom of the bag, probably doesn’t even remember them. that is the closest they have to anything medical bc, again, there was not a serious thought in their head. white lighter specifically. notebook that they still occasionally scribble poems or thoughts in , would not show anyone willingly bc how lame ?? when you don’t get praised for it growing up, you tend to start hiding it. a packet of cigarettes from milo’s go to brand. baggie of weed being the only BYO while anything else would come from milo. converse shoes because look at them.

[personajesdebarb]

📁 | EXPEDIENTE : JUDE CASSADY.

FUERA DEL PERSONAJE.

01. Seudónimo: barb. 02. Edad: 26 años. 03. Zona horaria: GMT-3. 04. Triggers: pedofilia, incesto, abuso. 05. En caso de unfollow, ¿nos permitirías el uso del personaje como no jugable? sí.

DENTRO DEL PERSONAJE. 

01. Nombre completo: jude cassady.  02. Faceclaim reservado: joe alwyn.  03. Grupo al que pertenece: visitantes temporales. 04. Edad: treinta y dos años. 05. Ciudad de origen: bristol, inglaterra. 06. Vecindario: downtown hollyridge. 07. Ocupación: neurocirujano. 08. Personalidad: es una persona guiada por la lógica, propio de su carrera. no está muy conectado con sus sentimientos como sí lo estuvo alguna vez. tiene un temperamento dócil y amigable, prefiere venderse como una persona accesible si bien emocionalmente es muy difícil llegar a él, e imposible conocer su lado más vulnerable. le gusta llevarse bien con la gente y no es bueno con la confrontación. es sumamente inseguro: el único terreno donde no duda de sí mismo es en el laboral.

EN PROFUNDIDAD. 

001. el hijo del medio, crece en una familia clase media promedio de bristol. vive ahí hasta cumplir los dieciocho años, cuando es aceptado en la universidad de edimburgo para estudiar medicina. no sabe bien qué es lo que lo enamora de la carrera, pero es el único lugar donde nunca duda de su pertenencia y deseo de estar. la medicina se vuelve, sin querer, su lugar más seguro. el único donde cree que se desempeña sin problemas, sin pisar en falso. 002. sus años en escocia lo obligan a independizarse más pronto que sus dos hermanos, ella mayor y él menor, quienes se mudan únicamente a la capital inglesa, relativamente cerca de sus padres. lo vuelven también un poco más distante y desapegado. no ve la necesidad de volver en las navidades, ni de llamar si no se trata de una emergencia. crea, sin querer, una brecha significativa entre él y su familia. jude no se da cuenta: está viviendo su juventud como cualquier otro estudiante. la carrera demanda de él algo que a él no le molesta darle. 003. en algún punto, justo un año antes de recibirse, inevitablemente, se enamora. camille. es una amiga de su entonces compañero de piso, y el flechazo es mutuo e inmediato. de pronto, la medicina no lo es todo. tiene un par de meses donde sus calificaciones bajan apenas y flaquea con la posibilidad de perder una de sus prácticas. se obliga a encaminarse y a romper momentáneamente el vínculo. ambos acuerdan en retomarlo una vez que se haya graduado. 004. y dicho y hecho, lo hacen. jude se gradúa especializándose en neurocirugía y al poco tiempo, camille no es solo su novia, sino también su prometida. regresan a inglaterra y jude comienza a trabajar en un hospital londinense. la presenta a su familia, quien la recibe con brazos abiertos. el primer año pasa sin eventualidades: se casan, compran un departamento, viven bien. ella es una fotógrafa a quien le va más o menos bien. expone en buenas galerías y llama el interés de buenos compradores. en el retrato, la familia perfecta. 005. pero cuando la rutina gana fuerza, una vez más es la medicina quien ocupa el lugar principal en la vida de jude. el hospital se vuelve su hogar, su oficina su habitación. su casa la frecuenta cada vez menos. camille nota la distancia y le pide que haga un esfuerzo, una, dos, tres veces. cuando le propone ir a terapia de pareja, jude por fin repara en lo sucedido. empiezan a las pocas semanas y la situación parece remontar de a pocos. incluso le propone la posibilidad de agrandar la familia, pero camille se niega. es dos años menor que jude y alega no estar lista. él, decepcionado, acepta. y nuevamente vuelven a lo mismo. 006. un día, sin más, le llega la noticia: camille está embarazada, pero no de jude. sus sueños de ser padre son marcados por una infidelidad que está dispuesto a pasar por alto con tal de no divorciarse, de dejarlo criar al bebé como si fuera suyo. pero es demasiado tarde, pues camille toma la decisión de irse de su vida igualmente. los siguientes meses son sombríos, imposibles. jude está sin rumbo. transita el divorcio en piloto automático. no puede volver al hogar, es un extraño más para su familia. el quirófano, por otro lado, le sabe un poco a culpa. a la razón detrás de su divorcio. así que, con la excusa de un posgrado y unas extensas vacaciones jamás cobradas, decide viajar a hollyridge: un pueblo que selecciona girando el mapa, dejándole su destino al azar.

[amazingct]

JOURNAL ENTRY 002: Our planet has never experienced rain before because our atmosphere acts like a canopy, which keeps all the water in the sky. Our planets' climate temperature is perfect and comfortable for our kind. This means we don't get disaster level storms on our planet. Camellia is my best friend, and her family assignment was in the study of the water cycle. As Camille noticed something wasn't right with the air pressure. It's not like we haven't noticed something was off. We didn't expect earth pollution to affect our planet so badly. Our atmosphere canopy was damaged so badly that it rains toxic rain. If you drink the rain water here you're going to get sick. Camellia and her family learn that the hard way. Camellia has it the worst she voimited blood, which I am not a doctor, but I know that shouldn't be happening. Stomach cramps, liver toxins, and lot back pains... her kidneys are under a lot of strain. But she is getting the best treatment to deal with her illness and pain. Until the whole situation with earth is settled. We have to make do with the new stitution at hand. They use the data from Camille family to help protect others from the toxic rain. Their getting better, but until their pollution goes away. It just means everyone is going to have to be more careful with the changing world. As the innovators are looking for a long-term solution. By studying all of earth failed water systems, they found a way to purify and clean. We made a machine that is capable of providing fresh clean water the perfect system. The innovators are training families on how to maintain it and keep themselves safe. It's strongly recommended that when you get rain on, take a shower so you dont risk water contaminating the clean water. As one of the harvest coordinators, I am also trained to handle the system. It also protects the harevest from the contaminated rains. How do I explain it? Well, the force field that goes around all the fields to protect the crops. The force field absorbs the toxic rain, and it is sent through the atom base filter system, which is converted to safe nutrition filled water. Am not sure how to explain in a way that would make sense to humans. It's close enough since the discoverer of the hole in the canopy. It also is letting in excessive radiation that cause sunburn but not the kind you would get on earth. Here, it's basically like surviving a burning building. I unfortunately I can't handle being outside anymore. I was completely my task and resting in the field, enjoying the sunny day. I felt my scales felt warmer than usual. I thought it was strange but decided to finish my other task for the day. Later that day, in my room. My family was helping are neighbor's with some needed upgrades to their home, so I was all alone. They were installing stuff like doors and windows to protect them from the toxic rains. We never had doors or windows on our planet. Like I said, alien planet, things work differently here than your planet. I looked in the mirror to discover my scales were red like a lobster with a mix of a throbbing sensation I had never felt before. I took myself to the medical center to figure out what was going on. They were going to keep me overnight because they weren't sure what was happening to me. I awake up struggling to move without sense of pain with a raised bump full with fuild. I had second-degree burns all over my body. The tops of my feet to my hips, top of my hands to my shoulder, my neck, face and the back of my head, and top of my head. Even parts of my shell were burned. Recovery was difficult... movement itself was painful. The innovators made umbrellas to protect us from the sun, toxic rain. How to put this, we don't wear clothes on our planet. With other innovation being clothes, at least they were comfortable. I couldn't wear clothes because I had to wait and heal from my burns.

[nomadjones]

"Nope. They're too polite. That's why they're going to smile, finish that burger with the onions on it they didn't want and leave a tip. They'll forever hold their peace, and we'll have to hear about it until they leave." Dallas speaks in hushed tones, the disgruntled diner customer he was speaking of was sat one chair away from his own at the counter, being in earshot not a choice for him.

He understands having manners, but he would have had to send the burger back if it was him. He takes a fry from his plate and dips it in the blob of ketchup on the edge of it, glad that they were as crispy and delicious as ever.

"Ah, you know. Life stuff." Vague as ever, but discussing himself came less easy to him than discussing others. "Sleep's still shit, if you were wondering. It's good to see you back though, this town just got a little nicer to look at."

@ithinkitscami

starter for: @aurorabaystarter / choose your location

"I just feel like if they wanted to say something that they would, right?" It was foreign to Camille to hear such things. Why would someone not speak up for themselves? What did that help them gain? It wasn't her business, but how could she not wonder? She looked over to who she was mindlessly talking to with a shrug, "Sorry, I'm just blabbing over here." She needed to.

"What's on your mind?" She had enough of hearing herself that she'd rather hear someone else now.

[scythc]

ver masterlist: canon only muses are exempted ( canon div // crossover )

directory

sylvain : crimson flower

haibara* : sherry , ova 9 , civilian // bnha , death note , hp , dnd/fantasy , fe3h , black butler/victorian , d:bh , tlou/apocalypse

mephisto* : young god , legacy , eldritch // lawyer/hitman , dnd , d:bh , bnha , fe3h , hp

henry : divergent // spn cw

sujin* : old money , harpist , influencer

seungho* : influencer , mua , college

jordan : modern , historical // stranger things

lady : youth , queendom , modern // spn cw

laurent : escapee , unchanged // hp

robin : survivor , modern

* verses are explained in depth within respective biographies

sylvain, crimson flower : defected to the adrestian empire. post-war, he is granted control over old gautier territory, though it is renamed to fit the meritocratic values of emperor edelgard's rule. also appointed as an emissary of state and sent on missions to sreng and almyra. by his own proposal request, he is ultimately appointed an indefinite stay in almyra for the purpose of working on the fodlan-almyra treaty and improving bi-lateral relations.

HENRY CREEL

divergent : after escaping from the facility, he does not kill his parents and attempts to rejoin the play due to patty's request. however, after suffering dr. brenner's provocation during the play and causing of patty's fall, he is dismayed. believing patty to be dead and feeling completely betrayed by his parents, he flees hawkins in search for people like himself.

spn cw : a boy with impure blood. unexplainable things happen to him; even though he tries his hardest to be good, something compels him to do dark and evil things. though, on second thought, is it really so bad to feel like he's been chosen for something special...? ( one of azazel's children. )

JORDAN BAKER

modern : sports science student. on scholarship as a pro-golfer.

historical : a noble who grew up defying the stereotypes of her time. learning how to cast on a specific veneer in order to please society and working through those constraints to rise into a position of power, she secured marriage to a figure-head who was content to let her run things as she preferred .

stranger things : a final-year student at hawkins high. a young girl with dreams of making a name for herself in the golfing world. all she just wants to keep her head down, graduate asap, and get into a big college with a sports scholarship. as far as she knows, the disappearances & weird happenings around town have absolutely nothing to do with her.

LAURENT DURAND

escapee : managing to escape the suspicion and psychological warfare of camille's mother, he leaves therese for dead along the banks of the river seine and attempts to starts a new life elsewhere . however, rotten roots struggle to take hold. he is left disturbed, wandering and bereft; a little darker & changed for good .

002. unchanged : having never met therese , he spends the rest of his university life in a haze of hedony . graduates on his father's dime & rides coattails to become an opportunistic , corrupt lawyer . this is a man who's learnt the ins - and - outs of the judicial system for the sole purpose of exploiting its loopholes .

hp : neutral pureblood slytherin. takes his father's position in the ministry for-granted, seeing it as a given that he'll ascend ministry ranks in the same way. he's not entirely wrong: after graduating, he becomes part of the dmle before being promoted as a wizengamot trial judge merely 5 years after. since, he has work where he worked during the commencement of the battle of hogwarts .

LADY MACBETH

youth : a bastard daughter, shunned by the head of house. the unfortunate circumstances leave her ambitious & power-hungry, and she vows to improve her societal position, no matter the cost.

queendom : sanity hangs on by a thin thread. ghostly whispers surround her, a cacophony of agony, voices of the good men she had clambered over to reach the bloody top. this is her happy ending, she tells herself. and when night comes, she washes her hands clean . sin, absolve, and repeat. madness is her old friend.

modern : a cutthroat business woman. runs macbeth industries as a shadow director.

spn cw: growing up unnatural in a highly religious community is a sin. since youth, she's had an unusual sensitivity towards spirits and hears voices in her head. they drive her mad and compel her to do terrible & unexplainable things. ( angel / psychic )

[twistedsoulmusic]

Hot on the heels of sharing ‘Manresa’ the lead track from his upcoming album Appear to Fade, Richard Sears unveils his next single, 'Oceans'. The ocean is an inspiring force of nature and this piece captures its beauty. The single is accompanied by a beautiful music video created by Paris-based visual artist Camille Pradon.

[anyaxthewolf]

@catchmeifyoucanxcamille​

CLOSED

The diner huddled despondent among the huge city buildings. Washed out under the overcast sky, it hunched in itself, fighting against the drizzle. Hundreds of people rushed by it, outside on the crowded street. The half a dozen customers glanced up as the door swung open and Anya stepped inside, heralded by a blast of cold wind. Unlike the outside, the interior of the restaurant was warm and cheery, overbearingly themed with bright lights and colorful walls. The customers returned to their conversations as the door swung closed behind the new entrant and the cold breeze was forgotten. With a cheerfulness to her gait -- contrasting the desolation she’d struggled through over the past week -- she perched atop the nearest stool which happened to be situated at the center of the counter. A smile adorned her lips and gave a perfect ruse of innocence. But one need only gaze into her eyes, lacking the tenderness to match the facade, and know it was a mimicry. There was nothing behind them. 

Nothing. Nada. Zilch. 

Those eyes scanned the vicinity, disappointed to find the woman she sought not present. What even was the name of this appallingly quaint establishment. Anya would have to take a peek at the awning eventually. All she recalled from her last visit was staining the countertops with the blood of its employees. They’d changed it she realized. Her sharpest recollection featured the stupidly courageous stance against her assault by a olive skinned stunner. Inconsequential at the time, yet the immediate visual comparison between this woman and one from far in Anya’s past saved the waitresses life that night. Anya didn’t mind waiting for her arrival, and wait she did. The only marker of time passing the coming and going of other customers as well as the changing position of the sun outside. A part of Anya’s brain knew she shouldn’t be so casual about her public appearances. That Amelia would not appreciate her risking recognition and the law wouldn't change to accommodate for the fact that the assassin found the memory of the waitress too enrapturing. But trivial things such as these never penetrated Anya’s resolve.

The waitress hadn’t been but two minutes into her shift before their eyes locked, Anya turning up the wattage of her smile. “Little Bird” she greeted, leaning forward against the plastered surface. “Don’t be alarmed,” she warned, eyes hardening to warn against create a scene. “I’ve only come for a meal and a chat. Will you not serve me?” 

[ivoryxbones-blog]

tags.

[strawbaeries]

k. mikaelson.

[alsolowkeynostalgic]

Oliver Mansfield's 007 Fest 2022 Masterpost

Writing

007 Fest Round Robin – link

Podfic

USS Skyfall – link

Art

Casino Royale sketches:

James Bond

Felix Leiter

Le Chiffre

Vesper Lynd

Book covers: No Time To Dine

10-min sketches:

collection (Sheriff J.W. Pepper, Paloma, Raoul Silva, Jaws, Stamper, Tracy di Vicenzo, Camille Montes, Nomi)

Q

Team Villain art round robin – link

Scavenger Hunt

#23 – play the Bond theme on any musical instrument – link #32 – take a photo of your IRL James Bond merch – link #35 – write a Bond-theme haiku on a leaf – link #61 – take the name of a Bond book (or film), make a pun out of it and design a book cover (or a film poster) based on that pun – link #62 – complete a Bond themed crossword created by somebody else – link #82 – engineer a functional projectile weapon and shoot down a print-out agent or villain – link #83 – gift a fancreation to someone on another team – link #100 – participate in an artists' round robin with your teammates – link

Themed days

08/07 – Felix Friday – Felix Leiter 11/07 – Music Day – James Bond Theme 13/07 – Bond Girl Day – Vesper Lynd 15/07 – Characters of Color Day – Nomi 22/07 – Agent Day – James Bond 23/07 – Q Branch Day – Q 24/07 – Villain Day – Le Chiffre

Prompt tables

002: Minor characters – Sheriff J.W. Pepper / Paloma / Raoul Silva / Jaws / Felix Leiter / Tracy di Vicenzo / Camille Montes / Nomi / Stamper (extra space)

[bvsyhead]

with a raised eyebrow cami took a sip of her drink, unable to comment, because she was also on the fence about what happened between hope and damon. the vampire knew that elena was going to need a lot of time to process what had happened, not only had she been betrayed by the tribrid but also her husband. camille hated how everything had gone down in those months, all of them lost someone close and in the process, lost their faith in the world.

if anything, cami wanted elena to rest. her friend hadn't done so in several years, always on guard and honestly she couldn't blame her. the collective was getting closer to what they wanted, supernaturals to go back to the shadows, or worse dead. shaking her head, she gave the other a knowing look. "elena, i am the last person you need to apologize to. i hate what happened between the two of you but i also know that i can't just simply fix it..." she desperately wanted to intervene have the two sit down and speak openly, but then hope turned her humanity off and that plan went down the drain. "but you are here and well that means a lot to us. i honestly wasn't sure if you were going to show up after how that last party went, but i also know you aren't one to back away from a fight."

swallowing hard, the vampire finally said her worries aloud. "you think the collective will show up here tonight?"

"Let's hope they at least left a good portion of the population alive," Elena said, unable to help herself from taking at least one dig at the bride and groom. While she did love the pair of them, she couldn't help but hold a resentment in her heart at what Hope had done to her family. But she did like Lawrence, he'd helped with The Faction while Hope had been gone, and she was forever grateful for that. But she wasn't certain she'd ever trust the tribrid ever again, and in her heart, that was a great loss.

"Yes, well, the last party went to shit at the drop of a hat, and it's not easy to be relaxed around the person who killed my husband and my son. Though, I do wish her all the best." The vampire sighed, looking at her friend with a slightly drained expression. Both mentally and physically, everything had been so exhausting lately. "Sorry. I know she's important to you. She's important to me too. Or at least, she used to be. I'm not sure where we stand anymore."

[postremorisu]

event 002  /   casino masquerade

beau hollis  — accompanied by tbd camille ashwood — accompanied by tbd