#oc: jamie wayland

[windhamsrotunda]

The Billionaire From London Ch. 1

Pairing: Jamie Campbell Bower x OC Maurisa Watson

Summary: It is the fall of 2022, Maurisa owns a cafe in downtown New York City. While on the job, she is greeted by a blonde, six foot man who has a British accent and who appears to be wanting something. What is it exactly that he wants?

Rating / Warnings: Teen, Some Language, no warnings displayed here until chapter 2.

Word Count: 1.9k+

Tagging: @cuttingedge708 and any other Stranger Things / Jamie Campbell Bower fans who want to be tagged.

Authors Note: Hi guys, my apologies for the delay in the fanfic, as you can see, this is more of chapter-based fanfic until I reach 10,000 words, so I decided on changing plans until I finish it. Not sure how many chapters, but hope you guys enjoy the first chapter! <3 - Shar?

The appealing orange, burgundy red leaves were descending from off of the old oak trees that were standing tall on either side of the bridge Maurisa would always walk on early in the morning in Downtown New York. The smell of Autumn singed her nostrils, the beautiful Canadian Geese that were drifting in the pond in Central Park had always never failed to catch her eye. Maurisa’s lanky arms rested across the white furnished bridge, she knew it was going to be  a lovely start off to a Wednesday morning. 

Slipping her phone out from her back pocket of her black ripped skinny jeans, she quickly checked her emails as Miss Watson was about to head off to work. While walking against the crunched up bright colored leaves crackling under her tennis shoes, it appeared to be as if somebody was following her. The suspense grew thick as Maurisa grew paranoid, the sound of people chattering around her while enjoying their coffee blocked out the problem that was possibly behind her. She had stopped in the middle of the walk path, she dared to look back, but no one was behind her. A good sigh of relief escalated through her, feeling someone in her presence that wasn’t actually there was a bit odd. She continued on her walk to the Cafe named Hallowed Grounds Tearoom  that she called home.

Maurisa finally arrived, she unlocked the doors to the Cafe shop with her keys into the door. Pushing the doors wide open with opened arms, she flickered on the lights now entering the building. Walking casually over behind the counter where all the magic happened, she sat the keys down on the pearl white countertop that was attached to her black, thin string lanyard that was resting in her fist. She waited for a rush of customers to rush in her store because her cafe shop was in popular demand. Everyone loved going to her store, they even gave her excellent five star reviews on Google.

As the day passed by, Maurisa was getting ready to close the doors to her Cafe, thanking everyone for coming. She had met some new faces of the crowd, and new personalities that she thought were pretty unique. Suddenly, a 6’0 in height blonde man with piercing ocean blue eyes walked through the doors. Vintage cologne lingered in the store as he casually walked up to Maurisa with his calloused hands deep in his pockets of his black, leather coat, giving a daring smile to her.

‘’Hi, you do know I’m getting ready to close for the night?’’ She asked, eyebrows raised scrutinizing the man’s body language, how it was laid back and chill. He lended out his left hand to her, which appeared to have a small, detailed skull on his middle finger on that hand alone.

‘’I’m sorry, but it’s closing time for me and I really want to go home,’’ She stated, clutching the gold keys in her hand. The 6’0 British man wasn’t taking no for an answer. Finally, after an awkward silence abrupt, he spoke:

‘’Listen, I know you have no clue on who I am, but I want to introduce myself. My name is Jamie Campbell Bower, I might be the one who can change your life forever for the better.’’ 

Maurisa tucked a fiery orange strand of her hair behind her ear, she replied:

‘’My name is Maurisa Watson. Nice to meet you, Jamie. Look, I really have to get going, I’m sorry.’’

Jamie gently grabbed Maurisa’s arm, he looked her in the eyes,

‘’Believe me when I tell you this, Maurisa. We are complete strangers to each other, and I have just met you, don’t get me wrong. But it seems to be as if you have had some troubles in your life, I can see it just by looking at you. Since you’re in a rush to go home, I will give you my number.’’

He pulled out a white index business card from out of his richened black coat, handing it to her.

‘’Don’t forget to call or text me. It was nice meeting you, have a goodnight.’’

Just like that, Jamie Campbell Bower disappeared without a trace.

‘’It was nice meeting you too, Jamie Bower.’’

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That very night, she headed home in her Nissan Versa jet black car, the white index business card that Jamie gave her was somewhere laying in the bottom of her Gucci purse. One hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand resting on her lap. She couldn’t stop thinking about the man she met earlier today in the Cafe, how he smelled good and also was so charming to her, he was perhaps probably going to be the one who would change her life forever, guarantee on that. What if he was the one who would take all of her troubles away from her life for good?

Maurisa got out of the car, locking her car and went up to her front porch. Unlocking the door to her home, she entered her house placing the gucci back down on the couch. Sighing, she dug in her purse to find the business card that Jamie gave her, finding luck within a minute to dial the number that was seen on the card, she placed the phone up close to her ear and waited for a response.

‘’Please leave your message for ***-***-***’’

Beep.

‘’Hi Jamie, this is Maurisa, the woman you met at the Cafe.  I just thought I’d give you a call. Please call me back at ***-***-***, hope to hear from you soon, bye.’’

She laid flat down on the brown, leather couch. Flickering the TV on to watch Netflix, she became a little tired scroll after scroll to find a show or movie to watch. Letting out a yawn, she burrowed herself in the blankets sitting on the couch, and drifted off to sleep.

Waking up the next day, Maurisa’s phone had appeared to be on silent mode, buzzing. She groaned, eyes opening slowly to see who was calling. It was Jamie’s number. Swiping up for the answer button, she held the phone to her ear.

‘’Hello, Jamie?’’

‘’Hi, Maurisa, I saw you tried calling me last night. So sorry about that, love. I fell asleep. How are you doing this morning?’’ Jamie’s voice erupted on the other line of the call.

‘’How am I doing? Oh, just fine. Just woke up. Why I was trying to call at around 10pm last night was just because I wanted to ask you why do you think that you can change my life instantly?’’

A soft grumble came out of Jamie,

‘’Well, dear, I think I can change your life because that is what I do for a living, to change people’s lives for the better and not for the worse. You really came to my interest once I saw you, so you meeting me  is going to be something you would always remember.’’

Uh huh.

She scratched the back of her neck, the hairs on her neck were standing up, feeling alarmed that a man like Jamie who may indicate a bit of interest in her was  quite alarming. In Maurisa’s past relationships with guys, the first day that she had met them, they never really expressed their feelings how he did just now to her. Especially over the phone.

‘’I honestly have to say that I am flattered, Jamie. I have to be honest here, I never saw or heard a guy actually tell me something you just told me, especially when meeting me for the first time. Never in my ten years of dating did someone compliment me like you’ve done.’’ Maurisa chuckled, running her hand through her orange hair.

‘’I just didn’t want you to think that I was weird or trying to scare you off, y’know, a guy like me should stop and think before he actually gets too carried away,’’ 

He continued on,

‘’I want to actually invite you to a party that my friend Joseph is hosting, and wanted to see if you’d be interested in going? I will give you all the details on when and where it’s happening.’’

She stopped and thought briefly about it before answering the British man, Maurisa nodded to herself.

You should go, why not? She thought.

‘’Yeah, I'd love to go to your friend’s party with you. Just let me know when you get the details situated and we can go from there.’’ 

‘’Brilliant, I will definitely text you when I hear back from my friend Joseph, I will see you then, Maurisa.’’ He hung up.

 Maurisa’s glossy lips tugged into a smile, this was going to be the first party she would attend in years. Despite all of the boyfriends she had, she had hope left in her to soon find love again. She hoisted herself up off of the couch, realizing that today and tomorrow she didn’t have to work at Hallowed Grounds Tearoom, also known as her Cafe she worked at 5 days in the week. Stretching her slim body, her phone buzzed, it was a text message from Jamie himself.

The text message read:

‘’Hi Maurisa, so I just heard back from Joseph. Here are the details: 6 p.m. on a Saturday, and it will be at 963 Thatcher Street New York City. Make sure you’re there on time. Looking forward to seeing you x - Jamie’’

Since it was still Friday morning, Miss Watson still had time to get ready for the party tomorrow night. Shoving her phone in one of the pockets of her pajama pants, she got dressed for the day and made herself some fresh Avocado Toast with a tall glass of water. Sitting herself down at the kitchen table, she ate pieces of her Avocado Toast, and lifted the glass of water to her lips before calling her best friend, Allie. Dialing her phone number, she had a plan in mind in telling Allie, her best friend of five years, about Jamie Bower.

‘’Hey Allie, you would never guess who’s party I am going to tomorrow night,’’ Maurisa said with determination in her voice.

‘’Hey best friend! And you? At a party? No freaking way you’re going to a party. You haven’t gone to one in I don’t know how many years!’’ Allie pointed out, shocked because of what she had told her.

‘’Long story short, but I met a guy named Jamie at my work and he seems pretty chill to put it bluntly. He asked me to go to a house party his friend Joseph is hosting, he doesn’t even seem like the creepy type you know what I mean?’’

Maurisa heard Allie’s shuttered laugh from the other line of the phone conversation, maybe full on sarcasm wasn’t the way to go, because you know how men are nowadays.

‘’I hope it goes all well for you, Maurisa. Please be careful tomorrow.’’ She replied.

Please be careful tomorrow, the words that unwinded in the back of Maurisa Watson’s mind like strings unattached.

She mouthed the words out to her best friend: ‘’Okay, I will.’’ and hung up.

****END OF CHAPTER 1****

[nebulousfishgills]

I'll hang with you, friend! Have a few of these to chew on:

FMK, Jamie edition: Henry Creel, Jace Wayland, and whatever his Twilight character is (haven't seen Twilight lol)

Would you rather spend a year in the Stranger Things universe or a year in the Twilight universe? assuming that you're human, but have a reasonable degree of possibility to get powers somehow (so like... if you want to be a vampire, you could try to get converted but they might also just kill you)

You're visited by the writer genie, but they'll only grant one wish. Which do you pick?

1. You're able to transcribe the story exactly as it is in your brain, but motivation is just as it is now (so you'll probably end up with writer's block at some point)

2. You never get writer's block again, but that means you get intensely motivated to write at exactly the wrong time (i.e., in class, about to go to bed, etc.)

3. You get wide, positive reception for everything you post and comments on every fic, but some people BADLY misinterpret your characters and you literally can't do anything about that

Favorite things: your writing style is incredible, and you're not afraid to add genuine darkness to your storylines. You also stay really true to Henry's character and make it clear that he's still a villain, but you're able to implement these moments where we start to care about him all the same. It's really impressive, and makes for an addictive story! And even outside your writing, you're a really lovely person and I'm glad we've struck up a friendship here

Tiny vent: I have one fic that I'm honestly really proud of (the characters are unique and dynamic, there's an interesting plot, the writing is some of my better prose), but it has gotten ZERO attention whatsoever. I realize it's because it's written in a very small and underappreciated fandom, and OC x canon fics aren't always the most widely-received anyway, but I really wish people would give it a chance because I really think they'd enjoy it if they did. The worst part is that I can see a few people have bookmarked or subscribed to it, but I haven't gotten a single comment (not even one of those "this is great!" or "extra kudos" or whatever). I'm trying not to let it kill my motivation because I really do like this story, but it's starting to make me sad :/

Thanks for "hanging out with me," bestie lol. Luckily my isolation window for Miss Rona is over and I'm feeling better 😷. Anyways, let's see what we have here...

FMK - Henry Creel, Jace Wayland, Caius Volturi...

Bestie you're killing me here. You're actually killing me. It changes depending on my mood, of course, but if I had to pick the most constant idea... F Henry, Marry Caius, Kill Jace

I'm sorry

Would you rather - Spend a year in the Stranger Things universe or spend a year in the Twilight universe, both with a reasonable chance of gaining powers...

Hmm... that's a good question. Again, this very much depends on my mood, but I might have to go with the Stranger Things universe. I would honestly need an essay to explain why that would ultimately be like many of my college essays: four pages of nothing. Some days I think living in the twilight universe would be fun, but right now the Stranger Things universe seems like the "safer" option, relatively speaking.

A Visit From the Writer Genie - It's between 1 and 2, but I think I'll go with 1 becaus 2 tbh is not that different to how I operate now. I do most of my writing at like, 1 AM (as my roommate could likely vouch for) and I have done writing during class. But I'd love to just implant text right to the page, that'd be wonderful.

Favorite Thing - Bestie, your comments are some of the best things I have gotten, and it really means a lot that you enjoy those facets of my writing. I like to say that it's my blessing-and-a-curse empathy that lets me get characterizations right because I find that I'm very good at reading and interpreting characters, even for little shitpost things. And I, too, am very glad we struck up such a lovely friendship. I love making friends in my little Tumblr-sphere :)

Vent Reply - Aww, I'm sorry! Low engagement is the worst when you're very proud of what you've written. That by no means diminishes your worth as a writer, though. I bet it's a really amazing fic! In fact, I'll add it to my list. It's the least I can do.

Thanks for "hanging out" with me lol. It's been an incredibly hard few days, so it really means a lot that you decided to pop in :3

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

In honor of me finally getting Disney+ & watching Hamilton - for the oc/song ask - Helpless & Burn?

Helpless: Alexis Argent x Lydia Martin, Carmen Rivera x Scott McCall, Nikki Rogers x Peter Parker, Hel Solo x Poe Dameron

Burn: Amethyst Andrews x Jughead Jones; Eden Dunbar x Theo Raeken; Helena Hargreeves x Klaus Hargreeves; Holly Bradford x Ez*a Fitz; 

Also, because @lorettastwilight and I spent a night talking specifically about this line, it’s getting it’s own list, and I’m bolding whoever is the icarus!:

You have married an Icarus // (s)he has flown to close to the sun

stephanie carter x tony stark; teagan o’neal x nico wayne; princess isabelle x audrey; aisling greyjoy x jamie lannister; aaliyah baratheon x robb stark; amor x cinna; ariel blossom x malachai; amethyst andrews x jughead jones; alissa rook x jace wayland; annabelle bane x jace wayland;  fayette shadowdale x jace wayland; isla george x dean winchester; adara flint x derek hale; selena mccall x derek hale; natasha reyes x derek hale; arianne martin x stiles stilinski; arianne martin x scott mccall; luna hale x scott mccall

Send me a song and I’ll tell you which OC(s) it fits best

[bannumblood]

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Questions About Creating Your OCs - ‘Cause sometimes the stories of how OCs come to be are just as interesting as the OCs, themselves. Tell me how your virtual kids came into the world. | ACCEPTING!

1. What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.)? 

Answered here.

2. Did you design them with any other characters/OCs from their universe in mind?

Originally it was Jace Wayland from the Mortal Instruments. Now he’s just... sorta... morphed into his own person. I do take inspiration from other shows/movies/books though and I even use elements of the way Jamie speaks and talks for Julian. I use his real voice and accent  since Jamie never did ANY film where he didn’t have his British accent so I can’t hear him with anything else lol so anytime I use Jamie the damn character has to be British LOL

3. How did you choose their name?

I wanted something that reminded me of James/Jamie and Julian/Jules came to mind. It’s pretty sounding but CUTE as well, SWEET. And to me, his faceclaim is very sweet and gentle looking. That was how I chose it. Christopher/Kit came to mind as well but I loved Julian so much and it kinda reminded me of his faceclaim’s real name xD

4. In developing their backstory, what elements of the world they live in played the most influential parts?

Omgosh. Probably how and where he grew up and the fact he fell in love with a demon. Those are the two most pivotal moments in his life that changed him for better or worse. The British Men of Letters made him into a monster and the MONSTER, the DEMON, made him become a BETTER person. Ironic, huh?