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[doctorjennawinston]

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Name: Jennavecia “Jenna” Marjorie Winston Age: 33 Birthdate: April 16 Occupation: ER Doctor at Tulsa General Hospital Sexuality: Heteroflexible Relationship Status: Single Bio under the cut! tw:pregnancy, tw:miscarriage, tw:parental death, tw:drunk driving

Jennavecia Marjorie Winston was born and raised in Tulsa, Oklahoma, on the West Side of town. Growing up, Jenna lived what many would describe as a charmed life, having a silver spoon in her mouth from the moment she was born. Her father, Paul Winston, was a renowned surgeon, who essentially built the surgery department at Tulsa General from the ground up. Her mother, Marjorie Taylor-Winston, was a partner in one of the biggest law firms in Tulsa. Despite growing up as a Soc on the wealthy side of town, Jenna’s parents were insistent that she grow up as humble and kind as possible. They instilled values in her that seemed uncommon for the time, not wanting her to view herself as better than anyone else simply because of her circumstance. Jenna worked hard for everything she has, and was forced to learn many tough life lessons along the way. 

Jenna had a wonderful relationship with her parents- they both loved her more than anything, and she was the apple of their eye, especially as an only child. Despite the fact that they both worked insane hours, they made certain to always make as much time for family and each other as possible, taking frequent family trips and vacations, and doing as much together as they could. Even though her parents were never necessarily absent, much of Jenna’s time as a child was spent with her nanny, the woman the Winstons hired to look after Jenna while they were at work. Jenna loved her nanny just as much as her parents, and viewed her as family- an extension of her parents in a sense. The two got along fabulously, and all was well with the world. 

Then, when Jenna was 12, tragedy struck. Paul and Marjorie were making their way back home from a Charity Event the hospital was holding, one Jenna hadn’t attended with them due to having come down with the flu, when they were involved in a head-on collision with a drunk driver. Both were killed instantly upon impact, leaving 12-year-old Jenna an orphan. The only blessing in the whole mess was that her parents had been smart- they owned their lavish home, they owned their vehicles, and had made a point of funneling as much money as possible into a trust for Jenna, should anything have ever occurred. Due to this, Jenna was placed in the custody of her nanny, who was allowed to remain permenantly in the home, to continue raising Jenna. 

Although her parents’ deaths rocked her to her core, Jennavecia did her best to remain positive, keeping the forward momentum and drive they’d instilled within her. She excelled in school, both in academics and in her extracurriculars. When Jenna was 14, she met Elijah Cane. The two wound up in a Biology class together, and became partners for the required labs. Within only a few days, Jenna was enamored with her partner, attracted to something about him she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Within only a few weeks, the two began dating. While Elijah and Jenna were very much in love, the relationship proved to be tumultuous at best. As the old saying goes, opposites attract, and this was absolutely the case with the pair of them. Jenna was type-a, organized, driven, focused, and as put-together as could be, while Elijah played the game of life fast and loose, living on the edge and rebelling against the Soc society as much as he possibly could. Riddled with arguments, disagreements, alcohol, drug use, and very little solid commitment, the relationship was on-again, off-again, on-again, off-again for many years. 

Despite her relationship troubles, Jenna managed to graduate top of her class, and moved quickly on to college, followed by med school. Throughout this time, she and Elijah continued to go back-and-forth in their relationship. Jenna wanted her love to settle down, to work with her to build the life she’d always dreamed of. But, commitment just wasn’t something Elijah could provide. He often left Jenna alone, not coming home, being late on bills if he paid them at all, and certainly not even being willing to discuss wedding rings or bells. More than anything, Jenna wanted the life her parents had- to be so in love with her partner, to build a family, and to really settle down and into a normalized, comfortable life. At the age of 27, Jenna began to accept that Elijah Cane might never be able to provide her with any of those things. He might never be ready for the type of life she so desperately craved. So, she made the hardest decision of her life. She left him, for good. 

Heartbroken, Jenna did her best to continue pushing herself through school, focusing on her studies and throwing every bit of energy she had into making sure she was the best doctor she could be. During this time, she met James, another med student who was in many of her classes. The two began studying together, then seeing each other more frequently for non-school related meetups. While Jenna’s heart was still with Elijah Cane, her mind forced her to move on. Within a few short months, James and Jenna began dating. With James, Jenna could see the future she’d always wanted, and while she couldn’t say she was as madly in love with him as she’d been with Elijah, she did love him. He was intelligent, respectable, and serious, and he seemed like everything Jenna had ever wanted. The pair dated for three years. 

When Jenna was 30, she became pregnant with James’ child. Beyond excited, she was certain the event would open the door to the life she’d always dreamed of. But, when she told James the good news, he didn’t react as she’d expected. He became sullen, withdrawn, almost angry, and Jenna knew something was wrong. Only two months into the pregnancy, Jennavecia learned that James had been seeing someone else- someone he’d apparently fallen in love with, someone he planned to propose to, just as soon as he’d ended things with Jenna (which he’d apparently been looking to do for some time). It was then that James walked out on her, on their relationship, on their future, and on their unborn child. Heartbroken once more, Jenna struggled to cope with the stress of everything happening in her life, as well as the despair she felt at having her dream snatched from her once more. Eventually, the stress became too great, and in her third month of pregnancy, Jenna suffered a miscarriage.

She’d told no one, aside from her nanny (who still lived in the family home with her) of her pregnancy. Following the miscarriage, Jenna became extremely depressed, though she did her best to push forward, not wanting to discuss what had happened with anyone. Though, in her time of grief, it occurred to her that more than anything, the only person she wanted was Elijah Cane. Still, she did not reach out to him at that time, and to this day Elijah is unaware of what occurred between Jenna and James, aside from the fact that they broke up. About a year ago, Jenna found herself back in semi-contact with Elijah, having civil conversations and occasionally reaching out to check up on his welfare. Although he’d moved to the West Side of town, having completely rid himself of his Soc life and persona, Tulsa is small, and gossip travels fast. She’s aware of Elijah’s antics, knowing that following their breakup, he’s spiraled quite a bit. 

Jenna graduated from med school, finishing her internships and residency, just after her miscarriage. She took an open position in Tulsa General’s ER, as working Emergency had always been something she’d been interested in and driven to do. She has held her position there for nearly three years, and her life revolves primarily around her job. Still fairly withdrawn following her experiences, Jenna is polite and friendly with everyone, but has struggled to form any new connections, having many trust issues and now believing that the dream of a wedding and family she’d always held so dear to be nothing more than a pipe dream. Oh, and there’s the fact that she’s realized she is still and always has been very much in love with Elijah Cane. 

[prettylittlemistxkes-blog]

Drawing inspiration from current novels I’m reading! 

I need a plot where muse a had a best friend (muse b) since they were like 6 years old, and the best friend’s brother/sister (muse c) was older/younger by like a year or two, but they were basically the three musketeers in high school. and muse a and muse c were basically in love for all that time, but never said anything because he/she was the sibling and the other was his sister/brother’s best friend.

but they were REALLY close

and then one night in their senior year muse a and muse b get really drunk and muse a is driving home from a party when they get into an accident and everything falls to shit.

muse b is dead. and it’s muse a’s fault.

it’s a year or so later and now muse c has to live with the pain of knowing muse b is responsible, and fighting their feelings. 

and they see each other around their hometown and it’s tense and stressed, and they’re cold toward one another, and they don’t talk about that night. and something happens where they’re pushed together, maybe they get a job at the same place, or live in the same dorm on their college campus, SOMETHING.

I NEED THIS PLOT. FOR FAVOR

message me for this, because i’ll more than likely want to make a closed muse.

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Work It Off || Keith+Derek

Outside Jameson’s Garage | Mid-Morning

Patched up but still sore, Keith stood outside of Jameson’s garage. He was the only tow truck in the town, and Keith knew his bike would be here after Lexi had called to have it pulled from the accident. In the slew of poor decisions that Keith made on a regular basis, he knew this had been one of the worst. Whatever had made him think it was okay to get on that bike while drunk was al all time bone-head move. After he had gotten a clear head at the hospital it really hit Keith. He could have really hurt someone. All he ended up hurting was himself, which was fine -- it was a good reminder. But he could have hurt someone else, and that unnerved Keith. Not enough to do anything productive or healthy about, but he knew he wouldn’t be getting back on the bike drunk again.

Groaning, he scrubbed his fingers through his hair, mentally and emotionally prepping himself for the ass chewing he would get from Derek. The two didn’t know each other very well, but their last encounter Keith had promised he would take care of the bike and he wrecked it instead. Hoping that it was mostly cosmetic damage, as he hadn’t actually run into anything, just narrowly missed Lexi’s car, he walked into the shop.

He had no idea how he was going to fix the mess. He was now without a job since Mikey’s burned down, and was still paying off his tickets from the Fuck the Curfew party that Jackson had burdened him with. It was a long shot, but Keith had to try. “Hey,” Keith said sheepishly, looking down at his shoes. “I was wondering how my bike was. I didn’t get a good look at it...after I went to the hospital.”

[therebelwithcause-blog]

Even The Pretty Fall | Keith+Lexi

Town Square | Late Night

Keith stumbled out of the no-name bar, his feet tripping him up as he attempted to walk. He hadn’t gotten this drunk in a while, but as his alcohol abuse had increased since his father’s death it was only a matter of time before it got bad again. What had set him off this time was a particularly vicious fight with his mother. Ever since she had compared him to Jason, giving substance to what Keith had always felt, like he was the lesser, the two were like oil and water.

Fumbling through his jacket, he found his keys, and his clumsy fingers dropped them on the ground. Twice. Keith shook off the haze the alcohol had on his brain, picking up his helmet. Zipping up his leather jacket, he mounted the bike, and started the ignition.

After a bit of a shaky kick off, he was on the highway. Pulling back into town, he even almost made it home, until something distracted him from the side. As he moved his head to see what it was, he accidentally took his whole body with him, jerking the bike, and upending the equilibrium of the movement. The bike fell, it’s engine cutting, and both rider and motorcycle went skidding to the side.