#thread:james

@acciomuses​ ~ gets james

ღ James & Val  @rosesxandxthorns​

In his long history, James had set many relationships a flame,with the blame always being placed upon him as to why the relationship dissolved. He knew he was by far not a loving man in most cases, with a complex to rival any mans. So when the first few months with her passed by, he had braced himself for the end, but after those months passed there was no sign of her tiring of him just yet. When they hit a year? He worried less of things ending, and of course himself being the cause. But he found himself feeling more light hearted, and not so pessimistic about everything. Spotting her, he snuck up behind her as his arms snaked around her waist. 

@ofpixiewings​

James had finally found time to visit his wife on set. Admittedly he wanted to see Leo, but surprising Val seemed to be good too. He gave the nanny they hired an hour off to go for a lunch break as he smirked a bit. He walked onto set where he knew Val would be and made sure Leo was settled and quiet before he sat in her chair smirking watching her work. He also made sure the way Leo was leaning on him, was so that he could see his mama. When the scene cut he knew Val hadn’t spotted him yet, but a few people told him how cute he looked with Leo and knew they weren’t impervious to his dashing good looks or charm. He spotted Val walking over and had a little grin on his lips. “I don’t know you’re looking a little rusty out there, those were interesting fake tears.” He teased his wife.

@ofxinnocence

The first week he returned home, he began to notice a fuzzy feeling in his head. After that, the flash backs started. The women, the children, the fellow soldiers next to his mind, hell even the men he killed. They all continued to flash in his mind. But at night it got worse, he’d be laying next to his beautiful fiance and he felt as if he reached out she’d turn to him and be like the other’s blame him for what happened. Hell one night he woke up and she spoke to him, blamed him for everything, for being away their inability to start a family because he was so distant and when he blinked again she had been fast asleep. He was increasingly agitated, and the only solace he found was at the bottom of an empty glass. Each night he’d walk down the street to the bar and spend pretty much his entire pay check weekly in booze, trying to find some sort of escape. The only time the flashbacks stopped was when he blacked out, so now almost every night he was blacked out, the days were beginning to blend and his health was declining. But most of all he wasn’t talking to Dahlia despite laying in their bed each night. The hangover he felt that morning was worse than the other’s his typical headache was starting to become in almost migraine proportions. As he stumbled his way to the kitchen still in last night’s clothes he fumbled with the coffee maker until it gave him a cup of the blackest coffee possible and leaning against their counter for support his back was to her as he sipped the coffee hoping the caffeine would help the pounding in his head. @ravenousdiaster

It had been one of the strangest transactions he had, a family had approached him to photograph a party but he had signed that he wouldn’t release the photos on his website. The money made up for it, he had spent his night photographing the family and the extravagant party before he noticed a lonely figure out on the balcony. Stepping to the open doorway, he lifted his camera to his eye as he looked through the lens he took a few photographs of this beautiful woman. “You know, coming out onto the balcony almost gives you the perfect light for some great silhouette shots.” He mused after a moment as he stepped out there fully with the woman. “I’m James.” He breathed softly hoping the woman wouldn’t be creeped out by the fact he just took a few photos of her before approaching her.