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Saving the Broken Angel by Jeremy-Fairfield-RP, literature

The Streets by Jeremy-Fairfield-RP, literature

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The Streets

Jeremy was homeless for four out of eight years he was on the streets. He slept wherever he could, he sold the Big Issue, and begged for money. He slept (well, more like passed out) on some glass one night by accident and managed to get some time in hospital. He had scarring peppering his side after that. He quickly learnt that, in the right parts of town, jobs opened up for people like him; drug runners, really cheap body-guards which would be more for meat fodder to take bullets for the more experienced people. Of course, once you get into a gang more jobs open up. And if you made a point of trying to be charismatic and charming as J

The Orphanage by Jeremy-Fairfield-RP, literature

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The Orphanage

The Sunnyside Orphanage was ironically named. In the lower, bad part of London, it was full to bursting of junkie's unwanted or orphaned kids, and it was anything but sunny. Hell, despite the fact that none of the kids there had any aspirations of a happy life, the sun itself never shone there, literally. The huge, cramped flats surrounding it made sure of that. The entrance was good-looking enough. You could tell it was a place with not enough funding straight away, don't get me wrong, the wooden floor squeaked, the chairs were old and the padding virtually gone, and the large frond-plant was plastic. The once crème wallpaper was no

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Painting by Ashton-Hadley-RP, journal

Painting

Jul 12, 2013

Ash sat cross-legged on her floor, staring at the canvas in front of her. She hadn't touched any of her supplies since before Tristan died. Sighing, she shakily picked up her brush and began her work. Two hours later, she finally gave up, leaving the canvas to dry and going to the bathroom to clean her brushes. After all of that was put away, she sat in the bathtub and began to cry. She couldn't do it. Her hands were ruined beyond repair. She'd been silly to think that she could try to make anything of worth... she was useless, just like the canvas in the other room.

Friendly Visit by Irene-Addler-RP, journal

Friendly Visit

Jun 18, 2013

Irene wasted no time in arriving at Ashton's home. It hadn't been too long since she had last seen her, but it felt like an eternity of worry. It wasn't even a particularly important visit - just a friend helping another friend out with something that was very much unimportant. But Irene was still very eager to check up on her. She rang the bell and waited, somewhat impatiently.

The Great Adler ((Please Read Guys :D)) by Irene-Addler-RP, journal

The Great Adler ((Please Read Guys :D))

May 21, 2013

((So, in celebration of one of my favourite books and the new film which I am DYING to see, I need to settle my 'Great Gatsby' cravings. If you would be so kind, put aside whatever you're doing and come and have a party with Irene! I am inviting EVERYONE!! Think of this as an AU. Come and unwind and have a good time ;))) Irene had only sent out a few invites. But it was always the same. Soon the whole neighbourhood would know and soon her house would be heaving with people. She was prepared, of course. With glass if champagne in hand, Irene waited patiently for that first crunching of gravel, the first knock on the door and the first group

Hospital-Again by Ashton-Hadley-RP, journal

Hospital-Again

Apr 23, 2013

Damage: dislocated shoulder (right), fingernails and toenails missing (all digits), three toes cut off (two smallest on the left, the smallest on the right), fractured fingers/hands, extensive lacerations, extensive bruising, fractured ribs (6), cracked ribs (3), cigarette burns (stomach [11], back [19], neck [14], bottom lip [1], undersides of arms [5 on right, 6 on left], inside of thighs [8 on right, 7 on left]), 6 missing teeth (upper left central, lower right lateral, lower left incisor, upper left lateral, upper right 2nd bicuspid, lower left first molar), broken nose, minimal internal damage The medical report was much more extensive-

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Memorial Service by Ashton-Hadley-RP, journal

Memorial Service

Mar 13, 2013

The casket had already been shipped to be buried in Scottish cemetery where his father's family lay. His mother's remains had been shipped there as well. Ash hadn't had the heart to follow them there, though, so with Irene's help she arranged a memorial service to honour Tristan's memory. The attendance list was short- *Ashton *Jeremy *Eoin, his father *Irene *Greg *Gen and Benvolio *Carlson *Goodall *Mycroft *John But these, for the most part, where those who loved him most. A few of course didn't know him well but went in support of Ashton. Thoughinstead of a service, it was rather an open house at Ashton and Jeremy's where peo

Interrogation and Such by Koren-Moriarty-RP, journal

Interrogation and Such

Feb 23, 2013

Koren's heels clicked down the pristine, hospital hallway, dressed in her usual suit, but with a doctor's coat over it, looking like she belonged, though her shoes were distinctly out of place... However, she was not a doctor, and so didn't care, and instead opened an 'abandoned,' illegally soundproofed room to see a certain Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade. He was restrained at the wrists and ankles and a rope went around the width of his torso, tying him firmly to the chair. Now all she had to do was wait. For him to wake up, for the true purpose of all this to begin. It was an interrogation, because he had to prove himself worthy if s

God Said No by Ashton-Hadley-RP, journal

God Said No

Feb 23, 2013

Ash jolted awake, her heart racing. Something was very, very wrong. She could sense it. She slipped out of bed, murmuring "I'm checking on Tris" as she left the room. She had no clue if she'd woken Jeremy or not, but she didn't bother to check. Tristan had had a pretty bad cough the day before, and she hoped it hadn't worsened during the night. The blonde walked into his room and went over to the side of the bed. His breathing was shallow and rapid. His entire body trembled, and whens she put her his skin was frighteningly hot and clammy. "Tristan!" Ash cried, gathering him into her arms. "Tristan, what's wrong, Honey?" He moaned in pain

Merry Christmas! by Ashton-Hadley-RP, journal

Merry Christmas!

Jan 1, 2013

"GUYS, WAKE UP!!!!" Tristan shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran into Ash and Jeremy's bedroom. "IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!! SANTA WAS HERE!!!!!!!" He scrambled onto the end of the bed and began jumping on it excitedly. Ash jerked awake at Tristan's initial arrival, but by the time he actually got on the bed, she was laughing tiredly and sitting up, arms wide open. "Come here, you little stinker!" she said, grabbing him and lying back down again. "Merry Christmas, Tristan." "Merry Christmas, Auntie! Merry Christmas, Uncle!" Tristan twisted in Ash's arms to face Jeremy.

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Jack of all trades for settling disputes, grudges, and other such problems in simple, quick manner.
Cash up front.
Any attempts to follow or contacting authorities will not be tolerated.

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Jeremy grew up in an orphanage and ran as soon as his legs were strong enough.
Eventually he escaped and grew up on the streets.
He managed to get a steady job, but that doesn't mean that this part-time assistant at Miss' Honey's (not her real name) Office and primary-school teacher doesn't have other lines of work.

Horribly awkward and threfore adorable, his sweet smiles and soft ginger curls will have you thinking that this muscular, 6"2 man couldn't harm a fly.
You couldn't be more wrong.

However, this was before he met Ashton Hadley, his intended mark, and soon, she's going to learn the truth......and they and her nephew are going have to run harder and faster than ever before.

Because Jeremy is sick of the blood and the back-stabbing and he is not going to let the purest thing in his life come to any harm.

(Previous journals about him are on Mycroft's Account:
How they met: ashton-hadley-rp.deviantart.co…
First date: ashton-hadley-rp.deviantart.co…
Second date: ashton-hadley-rp.deviantart.co…
Staying over (without any funny business): ashton-hadley-rp.deviantart.co…
The Third date: mycroft-holmes-rp.deviantart.c…
Jeremy faces John: fav.me/d5bb7jn
After John: ashton-hadley-rp.deviantart.co… )

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Jeremy-Fairfield-RP

Jun 9, 2013

Live for you, die for you, lie to you

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Jeremy had stayed by her side every day except to cut more pieces  off her abusers. Months passed. Ashton grew stronger, and he had to watch her because sometimes like a naughty child she'd attempt things she wasn't ready for...he found her at the top of the stairs once and when he asked what she was doing there she said she didn't know. She was very confused when she woke up often. Her abusers died. He burned their bodies. Ground the bones down and used it to fertilize his plants.   It wouldn't have been the first time. He loved her and the fact she would sit and cry at random, sinking to the ground and trying to curl her hands int

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Jeremy-Fairfield-RP

May 19, 2013

Bringing her Home

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She was wheelchair bound. Wrapped up in bandages and plasters with some bad-ass pain-killers and he was asking her if she was okay every ten minutes, constantly being completely careful, making sure to try to not even judder her too much in the chair, wrapping her in cotton wool and he would literally if he thought it would help. He sent a mass text. Ashton is finally home. This Saturday you may all visit. She may need naps and stuff if she gets tired, so just speak softly and don't mention what happened. Thank you all for the support and help. Jeremy He gave her warm tea she could drink from a straw, and carried her from her chair. H

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Jeremy-Fairfield-RP

Apr 19, 2013

(Jeremy's current mood..)

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(Also, if you have lost some-one then this may hit hard....it did for me and Germy: http://shaunhasttings.tumblr.com/post/47784464135 )

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Ashton-Hadley-RP

Oct 9, 2014

"Happy birthday, My Love."

Haven't spoken to either of you for a while. How's Ash? Is it convenient for me to drop in on you guys later today?
GL

((I left this far too long but I figured I'd leave it and assume that Greg visited Ash when she got home, but was still a little too out of it to remember...))

Jeremy-Fairfield-RP

Jun 11, 2013

(sure, just visit on the visiting journal...)

Yeah sure Greg. She's been asking after you. - JF

Greg-Lestrade-RP

Jun 11, 2013

((Just checking!

))

I'll be right over.
GL

Jeremy-Fairfield-RP

Jun 12, 2013

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Alright. - JF