the queen

"Banish the thought. Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you’? No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody."

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Greek God Prompts;

Character Development;

Aphrodite: What do you find attractive in a partner?

That's really difficult to determine actually. Most people turn me off the second they open their mouths, actually most turn me off with just their presence. 

Apollo: Favourite song?

Perhaps Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin. 

Ares: If you had to fight someone in a duel, what would be your weapon of choice?

If my words could kill, that's all I would need.

Artemis: Favourite animal?

Lioness, she may not be the known ruler of her pride but everyone knows the king bows down to her. 

Athena: Do you have any special talents?

None that are quite worth of ones ears.

Demeter: Favourite food?

It's interesting how chocolate is such a deadly food for you, yet you crave it so horribly. 

Dionysus: Favourite drink?

Water is a girls best friend, always. 

Hades: If you could meet a person from history, who would it be and why?

Sobhuza the second. He has the longest reign on record. He was a leader for so long. It'd be an inspiration to find out how he held power for such a long time.

Hephaestus: If you could learn a skill instantly, what would you choose?

How to get away with murder. 

Hera: Do you want to get married and/or have children?

If someone was lucky enough to be able to plant their seed in me, the world just might end the next day. However, my children would be the bane of perfection. 

Hermes: Where in the world would you most like to visit?

I can hardly think of a place Daddy hasn't taken me to yet. 

Hestia: Where do you most want to live?

Somewhere beautiful, isolated. 

Poseidon: If you were shipwrecked on a tropical island, what would you want to have with you?

A lifeboat and probably Sabrina. 

Zeus: If you ruled the world, what would you change?

The intellectual level of those who are allowed to attend schools, the scum they let in these days. 

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[cheyennepowell-deactivated20141]

Oh, well then if you don’t care about me, then don’t fucking talk to me, it’s as simple as that.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

It would be my pleasure to ignore such a waste of space as yourself. But clearly as pathetic as you are, you are also highly stupid or deaf. Either way, I will only repeat myself once more; you announced information to the world that wasn't need nor did anyone care about. So if you'd make everyone's lives a hell of a lot smoother, please shut the fuck up and refrain from making attention to that horrific thing you call a face. 

[liz-matthews-deactivated2014100]

Ear: Our muses are eavesdropping on an important conversation. (Via Copeland).

Liz had felt the craving of eating out today, so of course that’s exactly what she did. After she had gotten herself ready, she walked out of her room and down the halls. But while she was doing so she bumped into the one and only; Copeland.

"Why don’t you use your eyes and watch where you’re going. I have places to be." The red head exclaimed.

Liz rolled her eyes. “I didn’t ask, and I don’t care.” She was about to say more but she heard something that wasn’t coming out of either of them. To the right of her and left of Copeland, there was a door that was slightly opened, and what sounded like the headmistress. Copeland opened up her mouth again, blabbing on and on about how Liz was in the way. “Shut the fuck up, I’m trying to listen to something here.” She says, giving the girl the finger. 

"Excuse me? Do you know who I am?" Copeland said.

"Yeah, I do: You’re an annoying bitch. Now please do us both a favor and shut up." Liz gave her a small fake smile and looked through the small crack on the door. She was trying to get a better look at who else was in the room. Copeland made her way over to get a better look as well. They both looked over to the other side of the room, seeing headmistress and…. Professor Casey?

"I wonder what could be happening in there.." 

"I guess we’ll never find out."

[lifeisnewto-jamieclair]

Copeland was good at toying with others it seemed, or at least she was at toying with him seeing as his temper can spike over the smallest of things. Or in this case, just one sentence had done it. All she had to do was mention his brother and he was off, irrational and violent. His eyes followed her hand, that hovered just over his skin of his cheek. Before she could actually touch him he quickly grabbed her wrist, holding it away from his face. “Go fuck yourself, it’s the only way you’ll get any because you’re gonna die alone anyways.” He answered, in his mind it was the perfect moment to just walk away and leave things at that, but his feet stayed rooted to his spot not wanting to back down.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Copeland didn't flinch when Axel's hand roped around her wrist. She didn't even bother trying to remove her arm away from him. She let him touch her, a simple thing not many gain the right to with Copeland. But she wanted to see what he would do, she wanted to see how far she could push him before he finally fell off the cliff. "Oh now, now dear. Out of all the insults you could have thrown my way you go for something so weak and pathetic. I guess that speaks for you though." Copeland didn't move her face away from his, she laughed knowing that if anyone was to walk by right now they would assume they were up to something rather than fighting. 

[abel-ginzburg]

"And that is why I’d never fuck you. I’d rather not be eaten or destroyed or other pleasantries. But, the thought keeps me up at night, so you know."

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Copeland's face curled in disgust. "Firstly, the fact that you even thought I would consider fucking you is so wildly in your dreams that it's almost non-existence. Secondly, I'd rather you'd go bat off to the though of some slutty whore, like Amelia Casey, rather than tarnish my beautiful body by your highly incorrect images of me." Copeland actually felt like she was going to vomit at the thought of him thinking about her like that. "Disgusting." She shuttered. 

[lifeisnewto-jamieclair]

Engage: Our muses are proposing to each other. (Via Copeland).

Axel was wandering around girls dorm, just for the sake of making them uncomfortable and for his own pleasure. People always seemed a certain way around him, with some help he learned to just use it to his advantage. 

Looking around, playing very little attention to where he was going and more to his surroundings he ended up walking straight into someone. He turned to see who it was, but before he could even make eye contact with the fierce girl she hissed out. “Seriously? Watch where you’re going, are you stupid?” It was none other than Copeland, of course she had been the one person he had to bump into. 

Axel rolled his eyes, making no effort to help her up or gather her things. He noticed one of the things she had dropped was a tiny square case, one that usually held a ring. The case was in perfect condition, it was either new or very well taken care of. And it was the first thing she went for, she grabbed it quickly and carefully bring one of her feet up so she was no on just a knee before him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Axel asked furrowing his brows at the item in her hand. "This is some lame shit, if it’s your way of saying you secretly liked me."

Copeland got an immediate look of disgust and offense, quickly latching on to the rest of her things and coming to a stand. “Yeah, not even in your dreams. This is my grandmother’s ring dipshit.” Rolling her eyes all the way to the back of her hand she shoved past Axel. “As if anyone would want to propose to you.”

Axel scoffed, watching her walk off. “You know you’re totally into me.” He called before stuffing his hands in his pockets and walking in the other direction.

[lifeisnewto-jamieclair]

The tension between the two grew, as did they to one another. Neither one backed down, both refusing to be the one to take a step back. Axel could only glare into Copeland’s eyes as she spoke, forcing himself to stand completely still, un-moving, like a statue. “Twat? That the best you can think of?” He gritted out, though the continue mention of his brother made his body jerk into action, he leaned down to eye level as close as he could to her, their breaths mixing into one hot fog. “Mention him again, sweetheart. And we’ll take a chance and see what happens to you next.”

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Copeland's anger had now all but disappeared, it merely left a hot flush feeling throughout her that fueled the heat to her blood. Her face went from angry to once again cheeky. Making those who were weaker than her crumble was one of the main things that made her days worthwhile. She was intrigued by Axel, by his stance. She allowed him to get close to her, to the point they were basically breathing in each others exhaled breaths. "Twat, wanker, fuckhead, cunt, they are all the same really and you are the definition of all of them." Copeland smirked, she lent in so their noses were basically touching. Her fingers danced above Axel's cheeks, not touching but almost. "Did you cry? When you heard the news? Or did you know it was your fault and thats why you ran away to here?" 

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [Copeland]

V: I'm a sexual being, not pathetic. There's a line, and I have yet to cross it.

C: Pathetic and stupid, how unoriginal.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [Copeland]

V: Picky, picky. And yet you've spent this long texting me. I'm so flattered.

C: I am bored. Your patheticness entertains me. Don't think too much of it.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [Copeland]

V: Sounds like you've got a thing for Ryker, yeah?

V: One thing you should know is that he doesn't /sob/ for anything. Not even me.

C: I don't have a /thing/ for anyone. No one is even worth that much of my time.

C: Sure. You just keep believing that love, whatever helps you sleep at night.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [Copeland]

V: Ooh, feisty. I like it.

V: I'm into lots of things, most of which are kept secret. And you'll have to be more specific, doll. I have many prospects.

C: I think I actually just vomited in my mouth a little.

C: You are disgusting. It's a wonder why you bother being with all these boys when you know darling Ryker is probably sobbing over you right now.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [Copeland]

V: Consider this a freebie. (;

V: That was my bad, though. Ignore it.

V: Unless you're into it, then..

C: Consider this the last time you'll ever do it if you want to keep that pretty head of yours.

C: Ew, so not even. Are you into girls now or something? Thought you were fucking that manwhore covered in tattoos.

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Text | [OPEN]

V: [Insert semi-sexy photo here.]

V: Miss me yet?

C: Next time you decide to send disgustingly gross photos of your horrid face and ew, other things. Check the number.

C: How did you even get my number? Freak.

[lifeisnewto-jamieclair]

Axel merely blinked at her laughter, a taunt he knew was meant to only fuel the fire. But it had been working, not so secretively. “I dare you to.” He whispered, leaning in closer to Copeland, an intimation tactic that had usually worked on most people. But she didn’t seem to back down, nor did she want to. And out of pure reaction, he took all of his might and shoved her hard to the ground. When she hit the ground he had felt slightly better. “Oh I think I forgot to ask, mind if I hurt you?” 

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Copeland could hardly believe that he had even touched her let alone actually tried to cause physical harm to her. She was silent the whole time she brought herself back to her feet. It was after she had finished brushing the dirt of her hands on the side of her pants that she looked up at the male. Her blue eyes were now dark and her face wore a twisted angry expression that most children would be more than frightened of. "I mean this in complete disrespect, you're a twat. You're a twat now, and you've probably always been a twat. And the only thing that's going to change is that you're going to be an even bigger twat. Maybe have some more twat kids. Though I hope not because that would just cause more disgust to the world rather than good." Copeland stepped towards Axel, her face getting very close to his as her voice was dripping in nothing but hatred. "Perhaps that's why your brother decided to jump. He couldn't deal with how much of a twat you are. The realisation of this just pushed him over the edge, literally." Copeland laughed. 

[lifeisnewto-jamieclair]

Axel’s jaw clenched and he instantly lunged himself forward until he was standing but a few inches away from Copeland. “What did you just say?” he growled in a low tone. His eyes grew dark and full of an instant fiery rage. “Female or male makes no difference to me, so keep that in mind before speaking again.”

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Copeland laughed right into Axel's face and remained completely unfazed by Axel's sudden advancement towards her. "Would you like my to repeat myself because I am positive you heard me." Copeland's face grew into a deep smirk, cheeky and wicked all in one. "Oh dear, nobody can hurt me without my permission." 

[copeland-jeffries-blog]

Eye: One of our muses has walked in on the other naked

Copeland was never the one for rules nor was she ever the one for a cold shower. When the news of the water heater for the girl’s dorms stuck Copeland’s ears, she was packing up the rest of her things from dance team practice. She had overheard one of the girls complaining about having to have a cold shower. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Copeland snarled out loud, causing the younger girls to quickly gather the rest of their things and disappear before they could feel the wrath of an unhappy Copeland.

It wasn’t long before Copeland figured out a solution. It was almost midnight, considering she ran the girls practice super late because they just weren’t getting their timing right, Copeland figured no one would even notice if she ducked into the boys dorms for a late night warm shower. Copeland easily walked through the hallways of the dorms and found the bathroom with ease. How different it was from the females. It was much more open, the shower doors were basically not even there. “I guess they like to put on a show for each other.” Copeland spoke out loud as she shook her head. She didn’t care about the design anymore, all she cared about was getting into a warm shower.

Copeland stripped down, allowing her clothes to be left in a pile next to the shower as she stepped into the steam and under the relaxing water. She was almost finished when she heard the bathroom doors open. Instead of freaking out like most would if they were about to be caught breaking the rules, she simply finished washing the last of the soap off her body and turned off the water.

The second Copeland stepped out of the shower she was met with a rather lanky boy who was well covered in tattoos. His eyes originally started on Copeland’s face until he seemed to notice the exact state she was in. His eyes began to trail down her naked body that was dripping in water. Copeland watch the boy take a good hard look before speaking, “Well are you just going to stand there and stare or are you going to pass me my towel?” Copeland smirked, holding her hand out for him to pass her the towel.

The male turned slightly and grabbed the white towel hanging on the hook beside him, passing Copeland the towel not without taking a final glance at the naked body of the infamous Copeland Jeffries. “What exactly are you doing in the male’s showers anyways?” The male began to ask but before Copeland could reply he quickly retorted, “Actually, I don’t think I want to know. Who’s the unlucky guy?” Copeland almost gave him a smile for that one, almost. Copeland dried her body the best she could before dropping the towel beside her and reaching for her underwear. She was well aware the boy was now leaning against the wall, facing towards her. “Unfortunately there was no victim tonight merely a lack of hot water where it is needed.” Copeland retorted as she was button up her jeans.

She grabbed her bag, shoving the rest of her loose items inside before walking towards the door. Copeland stopped as she stood side by side to the boy. She took one look at him before laughing and calling over her shoulder, “Try to refrain yourself from doing something weird with that towel I used would you.” The boy scoffed and turned to face her, “Wouldn’t dream of it sweetheart.” Copeland was almost out the door when she heard, “The names Axel by the way.” Copeland once again laughed, “Like I give a damn.” And she was gone.