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Diana Silvers in Ma (2019)

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IM SCREAMING DIANA PLEASE

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Reine Des Eaux

@assistd· said: “ i think i broke up with my boyfriend today , and i don’t really care . ” for heather?

                                     "     that’s     the     spirit,     boys     are     just     a     waste     of     time,     they     need     us     more     than     we     need     them     anyways.     “     Dark     curls     are     flipped     back     as     sunglasses     are     pushed     up     the     bridge     of     her     nose,     a     teasing     smile     curling     on     plump     lips     before     she     leans     towards     the     girl,     ”     why’d     you     leave     him     though     ?     Got     a     cravin’     for     Hawkins     boys     ?     “     There’s     a     giggle,     ”     fair     warning,     they’re     all     idiots,     you’re     kinda     waaay     too     good     for     them.     “     She     nudges     her     slightly,     leaning     closer,     ”     spill     !     “    

“ Well, I LIKED HIM. He was nice. Cute. ...Très mignon. ” Words fell from her almost absentmindedly, just a parting of FINAL THOUGHTS on her now ex. A sad smile on her lips for a moment before she raised her eyes to meet the other, and let a more genuine, happier smile set there. A laugh left her lips and she quickly shook her head. “ God, no! I mean, like the guys here can be cute. Just not interested in BOYS right now. ” Her shoulders rose and fell in a shrug, leaned herself back after pulling her hair into a ponytail. Letting herself relax just that little bit while she had the chance. “ It wasn’t going to last, you know? Papa is busy here and it looks permanent... Henri deserves better, right? Than weekend phone calls, letters and ONLY EVER SEEING EACH OTHER for a couple of weeks in the summer. ”

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Dame Effrayante

@assistd​ ( sc. )

     the clock reads fifteen past eleven as emily ushers in her late eleven o’clock appointment.   ❝   do you not know how to read a clock or are you generally this inconsiderate of other people’s time ?  ❞    miranda’s voice remaining calm and even despite the immense frustration felt inside. she makes a point not to so much as glance at the girl until she makes an adequate response.

“ Je suis vraiment désolé! ” Camille spoke rather quickly as she sat down, set her bag down beside the chair gently. “ I’m so SORRY. ” She admitted, although something in her gut told her that the simple delay would NOT BE GOOD ENOUGH right now. Camille took a breath, attempted to calm down the SLIVER OF ANXIETY that attempted to consume her, before holding out her hand to the other woman with a polite smile. “ Camille Marseille. It’s an HONOUR to meet you, Mrs. Priestley. ”

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uwu 

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Camille is an only child, an only grandchild for that matter. Her family doesn’t have many people her own age in it. She has her mother, Sylvia (or maman to Camille), and papa, Frédéric, in her immediate family. Both rather set in their ways, strict, demanding. Those sorts of people. Expectant of their child, wanting her to succeed and give their family a good name - allow them to brag to their friends whenever they got the chance. A similarity they shared with her father’s mother, who much like her parents was quite the one to boast. It always confused Camille, for her pépé was unlike that. 

It was her grandfather, Christophe, that Camille bonded with the most. Both similar in their ways unlike the other members of her family. There was no other mouton noir, as he would say which would always make her laugh just a little. Saturday’s were their days, in which Camille would get up early in anticipation of having someone to spend time with that understands the truth of what she likes. Not being forced to learn piano,  a lesson that came the day after - always at three in the afternoon with Mademoiselle Laffitte. No, on Saturdays, Camille got to the market and choose out the ingredients for the baking they would do. Or, they’d set the radio in the garden and read together while her grandmother and her parents would chat away about boring adult things that she never cared for. 

Her aunts, particularly on her mother’s side were similar. All pretty materialistic, learned to marry into wealth. Which, Camille didn’t mind as long as they were happy. Hoped that it was there choice at least - however likely that was in the Marseille family.

Camille refused to whine though. She had a good life. A wealthy family, she never had any money troubles growing up - or any troubles at all for that matter. In all honesty, she was rather spoilt. Expensive clothes from her mother who devoted a decent portion of her time to taking Camille shopping as she got older. Her father would be there to provide her with a car and help fund her studies. She had it good. 

She just couldn’t deal with the need to be something to brag about. As if her existence was for them to show off just that little bit more. Sometimes she was glad that her uncles and aunts didn’t have any kids - of course, they may have had it different but she felt that they wouldn’t. Maybe they would have enjoyed it though. Lived up to the hype they got. Camille just couldn’t act like that.

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𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 !

                                                                                 indie multimuse

                                  𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 !

                                                                                       by aura

                                  𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 !

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Mon Chéri

                              A     tilt     of     her     head     and     she’s     smiling     brightly,     nodding,     “     mkay     !     Totes,     what’re     we     watching     ?     ”     Shoes     are     kicked     off     and     she’s     moving     to     sit     next     to     her,     head     leaning     against     her     shoulder,     turning     to     whisper     in     her     ear,     “     Je     veux     être     avec     toi,     peu     importe     où.     ”     The     words     are     soft,     trying     to     ease     any     type     of     insecurities     from     her,     “     you’re     warm.     ”     A     soft     sigh     and     she’s     scooting     closer     to     her.    

Cheeks change to a crimson as Cher whispered to her, eyes falling closed for a moment and head bowing as a low GIGGLE pushed past pursed lips. Fingers taking the chance to grip the edge of the blanket and lifting it up as an OFFERING OF EXTRA COMFORT. “ MOI AUSSI. ” A quiet ADMITTANCE of the feeling before she finally looked at the other. “ We could watch, maybe, Pretty Woman? Or, anything YOU LIKE, really... Ça m'est égal. ”

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✨Would marry this girl in a beat✨

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“ 𝑵𝑶. 𝑰'𝑽𝑬 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑰𝑻. 𝑰'𝑴 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮… 𝑰 𝑪𝑨𝑵'𝑻 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑫 𝑬𝑿𝑪𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑬. 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑼𝑻. 𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑹𝑬 𝑻𝑶𝑿𝑰𝑪, 𝑬𝑴𝑴𝑨. 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑹𝑬 𝑷𝑶𝑰𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑬, 𝑻𝑶𝑶. 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑼𝑻. 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬. 𝑰 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻'𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑻𝑶𝑾𝑵, 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑬 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑹𝑺, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑻𝑶 𝑫𝑶 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺. 𝑰 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑰𝑵 𝑬𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝒀𝑶𝑼. 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑼𝑻! ”

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𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃   𝐀   𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑     &    𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒   𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓  .         fandomless   original   character  .    by   alannah . 

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“ There are greater things to dream about. ” Camille admit with a shrug but offered a small smile anyways. Let herself mindlessly spin her cardboard coffee cup in her hand without a second thought, a habit she had picked up since ELDEN. She focused on trying to LIGHTEN THE CONVERSATION, somehow. No need to let the past make the present a struggle. “ But, it’s JUST A DREAM... Better ones will come, I’m sure of it. ”

                       Comme un voleur by Madame Monsieur / @dihfens​​ ♡

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a cheeky little lyric starter call maybe?? ♡

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Diana Silvers: Super 8

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“ It’s SO COLD OUTSIDE, here it’s comfortable. ” Camille offers a small smile to the other, keeping herself settled on the couch. Blanket wrapped around her just for extra comfort. She nodded her head towards the TV and raised an eyebrow. Trying to convince the other to stay with her at least - which she realised probably sounded EXTREMELY PATHETIC. However, she had nothing else to do and spending time with Cher sounded nice. “ Regardons plutôt un film. ”

Milord by Édith Piaf / @lovsself​ ♡