crdeliapxtrova

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she’s excited,      over joyed truly.      beau is coming in     &.     she jumps in.   his arms literally     ❝     you’re  not going to       believe what just happened ! ❞ she       muses as she shows him       the announcement of the party.     ❝ Lydia’s idea       really       pulled through ! ❞      she honestly didn’t think        that they would get this        far into it but she could      never say     no      to a party. ❝       so, I took the initiative       to get you a        little       something     -        something     ❞      she walks to her closer       taking out a black matte   encasing      covering        what truly was       inside,      pulling down the zipper slightly  ,      so that he would get      just a glimpse ❝      it’s blvgari,       limited edition        &.      you’ll be the first       to wear it.        so I need a lot of pictures      that night . you can tell me      how much you love me        by taking me out       for ice cream,        sounds good   ? ❞ 

@beausvalentines​

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     her brims pressed tightly     together as she examined herself     in the mirror, she was in     the mood for some tanning    &.      just needed to see which bikini fit       her best.     seeing the door open,       she turns to see the blonde     ❝    what brings you      around to see,      little ol’    me ?     ❞ she inquired with a flip     of strawberry blonde locks     as she sits on      the couch patting the spot     next to her   ❝     you doing    okay   ,   lovely  ?  ❞ 

@themargotmiller​​

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she tilted her     head to    the     side as she        spoke into the phone     ❝          I love the      colors,       I just feel like we       need a little      extra don’t           you think ? ❞     she says to      lydia on the phone      until       she comes face to      face with nico.     ❝    hey,     pretty girl.       let me call you      in a minute. ❞        she mused      towards the phone      &.       turns to look at nico,       who already   made      himself welcome in      her dorm.    ❝    I’m very busy,        as you can tell      so whatever it is,      can you    speed      it up  ? ❞ 

@nicoferreira​

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fingernail twirling     strawberry blonde hair as she leans on             the desk, hearing the       older man dismiss the      class she makes       her way out,       down the corridor.          she hears the call of             her name     &.      she turns around       slightly to look at the blonde       homme before her     ❝       can I help     you with    anything   ?  ❞     he voice is low     but tired    ,     all she wants     to do is     sleep until    tomorrow. 

@chaseclearwtr​

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she’s trying different       dresses that were all       encased in black bags,      of course her father        would have volunteered         to make sure cordelia found the best dress.        seeing the door of her room open,        she         turned to look at alana. ❝     oh you’re      going to be geeked,           my dad sent us dresses from gucci’s          new fall collection,        I’m thinking strapless       but       I’m still deciding.  ❞       she points at the un touched        rack of dresses sealed in        their black           compartment ❝    by the way,   daddy sent those for you,        he said think of it           as an early birthday present       &.      he won’t take no, for an        answer  but        what’s up with you,        you vanished yesterday,      I thought we were        going to get drunk ?     ❞ 

@alanahq​

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fluttering long lashes       as each stroke of the brush      leaves them,      turning to look at herself      in the mirror.      chocolate hues scan her     features     &.      she smiles back      blowing a kiss to herself    ,     always the        most vapid. walking back into       the corridor of the hallway,          crimson petals      pressed together meshing        the color as she sees        the same femme walking her         way,      stopping in her tracks.       a mischievous grin coats          her features ❝        coming back for      more or are you just going        to start yelling again     ? ❞ 

@ncrasfm​

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@alanahq

GOSSIP GIRL ( 2007 - 2012 )

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  ╱╱  𝐁.  𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒. 

❝  the best man in the world? oh i’m taking that and running with it , make sure everyone knows you said that about me ❞ he answers playfully, knowing not everyone would agree , but he didn’t care . he had made an effort to create a friendship with cordelia , and as long as she knew that he cared deeply about her , that’s all that mattered to him. his grin widened as she said that he was attending all of her parties from this day forward and gently nudged the red haired femme with his hip.  ❝ i should be been invited to all of them regardless of my mixologist skills, bitch,  ❞ he playfully argued. 

a small giggle     leaves her BRIMS    as she hears beau      ❝ oh come on,      I’m sure everyone      knows that    ,      starting with lawson. ❞      she jokes teasingly as       she made her around the booth      &.         linked her arm with his as they       began walking through the       carnival,     the red solo cup      in each of       their hands.      it was strange to her,       how much of herself      she could be with him.      she wasn’t      just   some       rich entitled      vapid girl,     she was     more       &.        there was no one     that saw her like that ,        the way beau did ,    for that she would       eternally grateful ❝       talking about lawson,      how are things going,      any better ? ❞      she knows that she bombards him      with her issues      , she would like to help him     in some way    or     to just be an       ear to listen.  ❝    um, EXCUSE   ME   , hoe.     I have to literally      beg you to come to     my parties,      next time I don’t      want to hear      a peep from you   ,    awesome ! ❞ 

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𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  ╱╱  𝐀.  𝐁𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑·

                                 as much as alana  sometimes  tried to pretend she was different than the redhead femme , truth was , they were more alike than most when it came down to  gossiping  in secret  &  using their wealthy priviledge to their advantage . which explained why the duo could’ve often been found like this , arms  l i n k e d   while whispering in each other’s ears . ❝  it’s true , ❝  alana admitted with a  heavy  sigh , looking down . ❝—the marco part at least , because he denied ever being with someone else after i came over that night , ❝  she continued , although the words itself sounded  bitter  on her end . ❝  anyway , we got into a fight  &  then he basically stormed off like a fucking child , blaiming  me  for not trusting  him  , ❝  a scoff then left the blonde , shaking her head .  ❝  can you believe that ? ?  as if i’m to blame for the trust issues  he  set in place ?  ❝

           sometimes she believed         that there was no one           like her but then she        realized that she had someone       like alana.         they had both come from  FAMILIES   that used money as      a tool      &.         they both learned that     at a very young age.      ❝ I mean,      I’ve known gray for       a long time,      lana     &.       I don’t think that       he plays for the        other team . ❞  she was sure,       she would bet her       life on it. ❝      look im not going         to sit here      &.      takes sides ——-        well I DO     take sides ❞      &.        it was always        towards alana,       she knew grayson      &.      how     PERSUASIVE      he could be  ❝      but ——   oh lord ,       I know I’m going         to regret this but      ——       what if he didn’t ?      what if he’s        really telling you the truth        this time. ? ❞      she knows that she      shouldn’t get herself involved       but maybe she       could help    &.       if one out of      the two was happy,       then she could    settle for that. 

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  ╱╱  𝐌.  𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄·

milo truly didn’t know or even understand how he’d got roped into do the palm reading at the tent within the carnival but he was having the time of his life pretending to guess everybody’s future. milo grinned as the familiar red head walked into the palm reading booth and smiled right at him. “hi, sweet delia. don’t seem so surprised,” he beckoned the girl forwards with his fingers and tapped his other hand, “give me your palm, please. i’m going to tell you what your future holds.”

she places    the drink on the     floor next to her     as she hands milo     her hand , manicured fingernail     resting on the palm of      his own hand     ❝ not surprised     ——- maybe a little envious.     you could see my future        all this time     &.     couldn’t even give     me a heads up     on all the       red flags       i could have avoided, —— that’s selfish milo. ❞      she mused towards     him,      the same smile      etched on her      porcelain features.      chocolate hues      scan his own,      though it     seemed hypocritical    ,      cordelia was a        walking      red flag      herself   ❝ well    , go ahead       —— tell me       what       you see ?    ❞ 

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆   ╲╲    𝐍.  𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐍

“you of all fuckin’ people wanna talk about unoriginal? you’re barely even a person. you’re a damn clothes mannequin. gucci, fendi, whatever the fuck. you and your little minions are all the same,” she barked back. “you’re all brand and fake smiles. no substance. i knew girls like you in high school. i was friends with girls like you in high school. you don’t phase me.” ribs struggled to contain her heartbeat’s violent thumping. “so do you wanna buy a kiss?” she asked, an attempt to appear unbothered. “or are you gonna kindly fuck off?”

cordelia reveled in      making people burst out of     their skin,      it was something she just     enjoyed. ❝      i’m truly  amazed      you know half      of those brands ——     wouldn’t think someone       like you could even      pronounce      them . ❞    of course,     anyone who saw     the argument     would know     that cordelia,     was the bad guy here,      yet she didn’t       mind being the villain,      someone had     to be. ❝     if you wanted a      kiss that’s all you      needed to say . ❞     smiling,     she leaned in      crimson       petals against       the girls,     it lasted more than     she thought it would.       pulling away      she smiles,     sliding a fifty dollar bill     her way. ❝      next time, just ask. ❞       she says as she hands     her a napkin ❝       you have a little something ❞     she mentioned as the     girls face was smudged         with her     signature red lipstick.     turning away,     she heads back to      her booth, her usual smug     smirk painted on       crimson petals 

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆   ╱╱   𝐌.   𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄· 

“dang is he really running that late? boys will never learn,” mason sighed smiling over at cordelia before nodding. “i’d never say no to food, plus we can always send grayson pictures of our food to make him jealous,”

 she nodded her      head as she spoke    ❝ right,    I’ve known the kid     since we were in diapers     &.      he still doesn’t get the     gist . ❞     she says    practically annoyed      at the fact that grayson’s      tardiness would never       change.      linking her arm with his,     she begins to drag him    along ❝     okay, so what’re     we feeling ——-     pizza,       nachos,      a burger      ——- or we    could just say      fuck it      &.     go get drunk     at the booth    ? ❞ 

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆   ╲╲    𝐙.  𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒·

“I don’t know why I feel like I can trust you.” Luciano remarked looking over at Cordelia from the booth they shared. “But how do you come out to someone you like when you are in unfamiliar territory?”

cordelia turns    around as she looks     at luciano ❝      thanks ?     I think. ❞      she turned her    sight back to the     camera at   hand.    listening to what    he had to say ,    she nodded     &.     turned around do that    her sight was on       him solely.     ❝ when I      first told     my dad ——-    I was nervous.         maybe even a little      scared ——- it’s not like    I was ruling men off     completely,      I just noticed that it wasn’t      really whether it was a       guy or a girl      but more along the lines       of who made me   feel    special,        he told me that I was      stills his daughter,       now my mother was a       different story —— she said I      was disgrace    &.    that I should feel ashamed      of disobeying gods    order or      whatnot but the   point of the story is      you come out when      you feel ready    —— &.     fuck what anyone      else thinks . at the end of the day    ,    you’re the only one,   who truly has to deal with   those    choices.  ❞

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  ╱╱  𝐀.  𝐁𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑·

                          ❝ i love it !  ❝  the blonde admitted , a   somewhat  dreamy sigh leaving her .  it came to no surprise to her that delia managed not to participate in the university event , hence it definitely wasn’t her  f i r s t  time  &  truth be told , if alana ever so wanted , with a single phone to her own father she could’ve done the same . but , unlike her friend , this kind of soiree was something she enjoyed .  ❝  i’m always up for a drink , especially with what i have to tell you ,  ❝  both tone  &   the look she gave delia indicated she had some  tea  to spill . 

she smile flipping,    strawberry locks over     her shoulder ❝     thank you,      thank you . ❞    she mused towards her     friend as she listen to what      she had to say     ❝ oh my god,       spill now . ❞       she grabs her phone     &.       links her arm     with alana’s.   was it about      grayson ?       who was she kidding,       it was always     about grayson. ❝      what happened,      after I    left ?      I saw him with beau,       he was taking shots back     to back,    I assumed the      conversation didn’t        end to well ?    so was it true ?      did marco      really kiss him ? ❞      she noticed she had been       throwing million questions        at her  ❝    okay,      you talk     &.       I’ll listen ——-     ❞ 

[crdeliapxtrova]

𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  ╱╱  𝐁.  𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒. 

beau hated being the centre of attention . he tried not to involve himself with many people at the university , but was friendly enough that he didn’t come across like he hated everyone.  ❝ i’m your favourite ? i’m pretty sure sophia and alana won’t let hearing you say that,  ❞ he confessed, pretending to get cocky because of her comment , although he knew she meant it in a playful way.   ❝ it’s vodka mixed with…something ? ❞ he comments back, unsure of what he actually mixed together , but it tasted good regardless.  ❝ my next profession should me a mixologist or something, i’s fucking great.. ❞

she was a prodigy baby,      since she started walking at nine months,       everyone around     her was amazed at what      she could do.      her only mistake was      getting pregnant but     if you didn’t count that,       cordelia has a stellar record.     ❝      sophia &. alana     are my soul sisters at      heart, you on the     other hand are amazing     &.         the best man in the      world . ❞      she mused as she plops     her index finger on his nose     ❝ &. just cute      as a button . ❞    she teased,     knowing very well,       she only felt as relaxed with     someone as she did     with beau.     ❝ vodka ——       that’s it .  ❞     her signature go to liquor,     if it wasn’t vodka or      tequila,       she didn’t want it.  ❝       oh, you are definitely       attending each    &.       everyone of my      parties     from now on ——     you’re officially hired !       thank god,      we live together . ❞       she says smiling towards        the homme before      her. 

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          she’s     leaning on the booth,     pictures in her hand as     she leaves them behind where      grayson’s stuff had been      placed.     seeing mason      she turned around      smiling ❝     hey hun,     can you tell grayson           I left him the pictures there    &.     that I’m going to eat     alone because he’s      taking too damn long,     unless you wanna     tag along ? ❞ 

@mxsonsblake​

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𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆   ╲╲    𝐍.  𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐍

she’d been manning the kissing booth for what felt like forever but was, in reality, only an hour ( if you didn’t count her frequent and unauthorized breaks ). thumbs dug into the denim loops of her jeans, the blonde grimaced as the other approached. but her slight annoyance quickly morphed to a rage so vicious she could hardly find the words to say next. she tried to compartmentalize her scattered thoughts long enough to translate them into something worth saying. “i see you borrowed a play from the cliché mean girls handbook. does it hurt? to be so wholly unoriginal?” she forced out, reminding herself that fists didn’t have to fly every time she was angry. still, she couldn’t help herself from continuing, spewing the profanity-laced words of, “why don’t you untwist your fuckin’ panties and fuck off?" 

      cordelia had made it her      personal mission to make the        girls life a living hell,      she didn’t care    much for her      &.        having her leave the school,       would be another      public school kid that        she didn’t have to       worry about.        ❝     unoriginal ?       have you looked at           yourself in the mirror,       nothing spells bland       like your name . ❞      she was harsh        &. every         word that left her      petals were followed by a     smile. ❝       oh, are you going       to cry ? ❞       she mused as she made a          pout on her lips        but was soon         replaced with the same      smile from     before.