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Cordelia debated on the jacket for another moment, before sliding it inbetween two items at the end of the rack, in an attempt to hide it. It meant that it was out of sight, and she could come back later and snatch it up, when she envitably regretted her decision to leave. "Lead the way!"
She smiled as she listened to her friend's costume idea, absolutely loving the image she had in her head of such an outfit. "Oh my god, Maia. You're going to look so fit." She said, giving her a gentle squeeze on her arm. "I'm thinking Glinda, because I'm absolutely obsessed with Wicked. Especially Ariana Grande's dress in the trailer."
@maiaxanderson
"Yeah c'mon I've got the goods," Sea Glass was much more their speed and it was nice to be able to treat her friend to something too. Not to mention, she needed the practice with helping people choose outfits. She knew what she liked, but it was still hard to grasp what other people did. "Pop your stuff back, unless you really want it." "Oh," Halloween was one of the best times of year, so she'd been thinking of this for months, naturally. "I'm gonna do Britney, from the Slave performance in 2001, you know, the green top and the snake." That performance was pretty iconic, not many people missed it. "What about you? have you decided yet?" @cvrdelia
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"Because it's popular." Cordelia said, concealing a small laugh at her choice of words. She didn't expect Bo to understand modern trends. "What do you mean, two?" Her eyes shot around jealously, trying to locate the other Glinda that was present. "Well, am I prettier than that one you've seen?"
@borawinters
closed for: @cvrdelia
where: sharky’s halloween party
"Is there a reason this witch is in high demand this year?" Bo asks as he holds out the drink he had gotten for Cordelia, careful not to lose grip on the prop axe that was tucked under his arm in the process, "I've seen at least two of them roaming around."
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"Oh, that sucks. I totally get it though. I moved back here to be with my family, and my sister just went AWOL and moved to New York or something out of the blue." Cordelia explained, as she glanced over at the bartender to see when their shots would arrive. "I mean, don't sell yourself short. Harry Potter's cool. I mean, I was always a Cedric Diggory girl, but sure... the chosen one is great. Take it you're a big Harry Potter fan?"
@oliver--hayes
Oliver was glad that somebody was willing to indulge in a shot with him and he decided to go bold and order the two of them a couple of tequila shots. He waited for them to come back as he looked over at his new companion. "Well my siblings were here with me, but then they hopped off to enjoy themselves without me and I'm not super upset, just a little bit." He mentioned to the woman. "Plus, who wants to hang out with Harry Potter?"
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"Well, I suppose I could be tempted." Cordelia replied to the stranger, knowing full well it wouldn't take much for her to be persuaded. She placed the wand from her Glinda costume down onto the bartop, as she ruffled her hair. In hinesight, she wished she'd opted for something more freeing and a little less frilly for a costume. "Who's here with you then?" She asked. "And why'd they desert you? They off having too much fun, Potter?"
@oliver--hayes
Open Starter For: Anybody @aurorabaystarter Location: Sharky's Monster Mash
Oliver wasn't feeling like himself lately, but that's when his siblings had shown up into town and they surprised him. He was glad that they were able to come for Halloween so that he could party with them. He hadn't partied much with his younger siblings since he was always worried about taking care of them. But as usual, they took off with someone random and Oliver, dressed as Harry potter, found himself alone. He ordered himself a drink at the bar and he looked around while he waited. He looked to the person who was closest to him and he smiled, "It's so nice when you're deserted by people who came to town to see you." He chuckled a bit. "I was going to take a shot, are you interested in joining?"
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Cordelia took in what Maia had said, and her friend had made some valid points. Perhaps, she shouldn't have been such a prude and Maia was right, it did have character. With a slight hmm noise coming from her mouth, she wrapped the jacket over her arm - her designated maybe pile.
"Oh, stunning! I knew you'd sort me out. I can't wait to see what hidden treasures await me." She teased, as she leant forward and squeezed her arm lightly. "I mean, I trust your style through and through. You're like a walking fashion icon. Which brings me to my next question, what's your Halloween fit?"
@maiaxanderson
She leaned to inspecting the jacket closer. “I get the germaphobe thing, though. You can always get it cleaned or sanitized before you wear it. But seriously, that jacket’s got character. It's like a little piece of history.” Maia figured Cordelia would prefer something new, yet she dragged her here anyway.
At the mention of Sea Glass, Maia grinned. “Oh, you know I got you covered. I’ve set aside some absolute gems just waiting for you.” She gave a playful grin. “We’ll head back there and make sure you’re stocked up with some killer fits. Just be ready to try on everything I’ve saved for you.” @cvrdelia
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💭 Cordelia
" That's my bestie right there. An absolute fucking gem of a person and someone who has put up with me for almost as long as I can remember. I give her a lot of credit cause I wasn't easy to be friends with when we were teens. I had a bad reputation and in a way I kind of sucked Cordelia into it since people thought we were sleeping around on the side. For the record we weren't. She's like family to me. The fact she still puts up with me after all these years and makes me feel normal is something I really take to heart. She's fucking cool, she's a great friend, what else can I say?"@cvrdelia
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Cordelia Danvers as Glinda the Good Witch
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How does your muse prefer someone else confess their love to them, if they want to at all?
"I'd prefer if they didn't."
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💭 + Benj
"He's like this weird nerdy man who knows far too much for this age. I mean, what is he, like twenty five? He looks like a college student with pubes on his face. I don't believe he's above thirty, at a maximum. Either that, or he's got a very good gene pool.
But he's also very dumb despite this, doesn't know what he's got right in front of him - I mean, hello? How many hints is it going to take for him to realise that I definitely wanted to sleep with him? Not now, I don't work for it.
Maybe now.
Okay, probably now. But only because he's kind of cute and knows words that aren't in my vocabulary. It'd be like sleeping with a hot Charles Darwin or something."
@benj-hyun
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closed: @benj-hyun location: corn maze
"Fancy seeing you here, all alone in the dark." Cordelia greeted him, as she bounced up behind him. In truth, she was glad she'd found a familiar face - the maze had been getting a little too scary for her liking. Every stem of corn seemed to move in an inhuman way that had her quaking. She'd tried to convince herself that it was in all in her head, but you could never know with all the stops Aurora Bay liked to pull out for Halloween.
"I hope I didn't scare you." She teased, patting him on the back. "Want to do this maze together? I'll even hold your hand."
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Cordelia: Good thing I don't care that he doesn't like mine. And that's good to know, because I don't like your sometimes either. Cordelia: Rich people usually are assholes, that's probably why. Especially those who flaunt it and purposely act like they're better than everyone. Cordelia: Have you spoke to someone about this? Cordelia: You need to tell him this! Cordelia: Don't give up your dreams for Axel Mathis. You need to get what you want, either get him onboard or you need to do some reevaluating. I want you to be happy, and to be with someone who will give you everything and more.
@dancingdanvers
Sloane: Sure I guess. He doesn't like yours either. Neither do I sometimes. Sloane: Lots of people. They're just rude about him for no reason, they don't even know him, they see him as such rich asshole. Sloane: Maybe. I just feel so...wobbly all the time. Sloane: Happy with it? Please have you met me? I've wanted a big white wedding almost as much as I wanted to be a ballarina. Feels weird that i'll just...never get to marry the person i love the most, that I have a family with. @cvrdelia
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"All I'm hearing is that you want to kiss me, and I mean, I wouldn't blame you. I have an effect on people." Cordelia replied, humorously. Although, judging by the other patreons that had attended the primarily Groupon funded event, she'd hold herself in a higher regard looks-wise than most.
"A challenge is a challenge, and life's too short to wait around and wonder about the consequences." Despite wishing that the consequence hadn't been smelling like the inside of a poorly cleaned stable. "You've got to make life exciting, right?"
For a moment, she did wonder whether he would insist she take the twenty. However, she was pleasantly surprised to see that he accepted her first refusal - although, it became evident very quickly that his money would be spent on her in some way tonight as he agreed to her proposal.
"Must be nice for you to have money to flush away, hot shot." She said, as if she hadn't had the same thought. Twenty, fifty, a hundred, she'd wouldn't have minded casting it to the wind if he meant she could have something her tastebuds actually enjoyed. "But okay, you lead the way, sir." She gestured towards the exit. Perhaps, this would be fun.
"I'm Cordelia. Some people call me Cordy, or Delia. You can pick your poison." However, she took a moment to lean in close with a devilish smirk. "Or you can wait and see whatever comes out of your mouth when I'm on top."
@marsmoran
Ah, so no drink to the face. That was a nice surprise, and Mars was momentarily glad that he'd tried that line on someone with a good sense of humor. "But you're about to drink it too, aren't you? If both of our mouths taste like horse shit, it kind of cancels itself, no?"
He turned his glass over into the spit bucket, shaking his head. "Nope, you're definitely not a wuss. I respect anyone with that kind of 'no one calls me chicken' mentality. You're a woman after my own heart."
A better person might've insisted that she take the money — a bet was a bet — but Mars took his bill back without hesitation. As he was stuffing it back in his wallet and the proposition was put forward, his eyes shot back up to her, his hands freezing in place. Alright, dude, be cool.
"Oh, yeah? Well, why wait until we're done? I only paid twenty bucks for this Groupon, and believe me, that's money I'm willing to flush right down the toilet. Just like this wine."
"I'm Mars, by the way."
@cvrdelia
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Cordelia rolled her eyes at his remarks, but she wouldn't deny he was funny - and it wouldn't be the first time she'd have been laughed into bed before. "Ha ha." She said in response, as her fingers tapped against the stem of the wine glass. "Well, I definitely wouldn't be kissing you after you've just tasted that horse shit wine."
However, she wasn't really one to talk, when her mouth was about to be filled with the same vile liquid. Once she'd finished her 'challenge' and the taste slowly had started to leave her tongue, she was suddenly able to genuninely give him a smile. A proud one. "Told you. I'm not a wuss." She teased.
When he brought out the twenty, she could only laugh. "Oh no, you don't really have to give me anything. I mean, the satisfication of besting you is enough." She tilted her head. "But... you could use it to get me a drink in an actual wine bar, when we're done tasting hell in liquid form."
@marsmoran
"Nope, no one's ever said that to me. I try to keep it fresh for the ladies and gents. Feel free to gimme a call if you ever want to find out for yourself, though" Mars said dryly, with a little waggle of his eyebrows, mostly joking but still knowing full well that he would be rebuffed immediately and may be risking the possibility of a drink being thrown in his face. He was no stranger to either.
His eyebrows rose, almost into his hairline, as he watched her take her respectable gulp. A laugh left his body in the form of a disbelieving gust of air. His hands rose into a slow clap for her — just a couple of times, so as not to draw more eyes.
"We both know that's utter bullshit, but you know what? I'm a man of my word." He fished his wallet out of his back pocket and pulled out a twenty, slapping it down on the table in front of her. "That was impressive. I may need to get a few pointers on your poker face. God knows mine is shit."
@cvrdelia
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Cordelia was searching through a rack of vintage jackets, her attention fixated on one of black leather that definitely came from the 80s era. "Hm, maybe this..." She said, as she unhooked the hanger and help it up to Maia for her opinion. "I usually don't buy pre-owned though.. I can be such a germaphobe. But I'm totally down to go back to Sea Glass, you always have the best stuff. You better have put some fits aside for me."
@maiaxanderson
who: @cvrdelia where: outside hidden gems
"Did you find anything you liked?" Maia asked as she rolled back around to her friend, empty handed. Sometimes these places were hit and miss, and at the moment the blonde had found more luck with the stock coming through her own store, than anyone else's, not that she needed any more clothes. "I have a new shipment of fall clothes just in, maybe we could go back to Sea Glass and find something?"
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Cordelia: It's definitely not for my own entertainment, I'm very much allowed to not like his attitude and his behaviour towards me. Cordelia: Who else is saying stuff? Cordelia: Not necessarily. It can last for years after. Maybe you should speak to a doctor about it all. Cordelia: If you're happy with that, then I'll support you. As I said, I just get a bad vibe from him, but whatever.
@dancingdanvers
Sloane: It's not about being 'fun' it's about being sick to death of people being assholes about my boyfriend for no reason other than their own entertainment. It's not just you. People are assholes about him and then can't tell me why. It's pissing me off. Axel doesn't deserve it and neither do I. Sloane: Post-partum depression? Isn't that something that happens like right after the baby is born? Sloane: I mean...no, we didn't talk about it before he got me pregnant but to be fair that wasn't really something we were planning on happening. @cvrdelia
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Hunter had practically jumped at the opportunity to get tickets to the newest and biggest film release of the year. He assumed it'd be sold out fairly quickly, so a quick order of tickets online and he was golden. However, he was alone, but that was okay - he'd enjoy it alone, it wasn't an issue. As he walked towards the movie theater, he was about to step inside, when he was hollered. "Oh, uh, why?" He asked, wondering if there was something akin to poision or some deadly chemical that he was about to fall victim of. "I mean, that's nice of you, but is it bad or something, like... its a full bucket of popcorn."
@naoisehenry
Location: outside the movie house
Status: @aurorabaystarter
The movie's sold out; Naoise didn't see it coming. He so didn't see it coming that he bought his bucket of popcorn before he bought his ticket. Now he's sat on the pavement outside the movie theatre, the once-inviting glow of the lights casts a harsh contrast to the look etched on his face. He gazes down at the untouched popcorn in his lap, feeling a wave of melancholy settle in. Something about this should be humbling. It almost is when someone walks in front of him. He pauses briefly before looking up and holding out the bucket. 'Do you want this?'
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