✧ * º • ☾ glory & gore ❜

❝... SHE PINS YOU TO HOTEL DOORS — NOT A GODDESS ANYMORE. BUT SHE STILL LOOKS LIKE RELIGION IN HIGH HEELS. SHE K I S S E S YOU GODLESS. WHISPERS, WE DRESS LIKE PRINCESSES TO GO OUT AND KILL KINGS ❞

[fckinclaudia]

grchvm:

“she was just so planned out, like she’s nice for sure, she was just too much, you know, planning for picture perfect and all. but i mean, who doesn’t love sam?” he chuckled. “i mean, i guess that’s fair but like what about breakfast sides? like, everyone craves bacon.”

“maybe that’s why i like her so much. she has together, and i can barely keep up with my dishes.” claudia laughed, before shrugging. “bacon is fine. there was this butcher shop back home that had the best- nothing compares.”

[bcbyfaced]

                   “ so, are we in a CRYING over love kinda mood, a ‘ wow, love is cool ! ’ mood, or do we need to watch shit blow up ?” torrance asked loudly from the kitchen, scrolling through the netflix homepage on her phone as she poured two very LARGE glasses of wine. tucking the rest of the bottle under her arm, she half danced out to her living room, presenting her companion with their own glass of merlot before settling down onto the couch. a dog INSTANTLY jumped into her lap, almost jostling the dark red liquid over the rim of her glass, eliciting a half laugh. she took a brief, deep sip, draining it to a level more manageable between the off-white couch and whining, attention-starved australian shepherd. “ – because my vote is for like, brokeback mountain or the notebook or something. i’ve had the SHITTIEST week .”

[fckinclaudia]

“hmmm,” claudia hummed, sipping on the wine. “i’m fine with those, though if i were to pick i’d choose the notebook.” swirling her wine around, she looked up at the girl. “what’s going on? want to talk about it?”

[aidcnbs]

“so if i shout you a drink.. coffee, tea, vodka.. will you sit with me? i’ve got time to kill before my shift, and the other day i sat here alone and it was boring as fuck.”

[fckinclaudia]

“ugh, you caught me just when i was getting off. just a vodka, i guess. y’know it’s not too boring if you’re productive.”

[fckinclaudia]

playingsage:

“Catch me in the newspaper, headline will be, “Bitch i hope the fuck you do!’ It’ll be incredible.” She grinned. “Oh definitely. I know what I’m not doing ever again and it’s this.”

“what a glorious moment it’ll be. why’d you sign up to do it anyways?”

[fckinclaudia]

grchvm:

“did we watch the same show, charlotte is a snooze, she married that boring guy and, like samantha, she lived! she explored men, mostly, but she explored throughly, okay. and that, that i respect.” he chuckled. “what? how could you, waffles? pancakes? french toast? how could that mean nothing to you? have you even tasted food before?”

“charlotte just knew what she wanted in life, and i love sam! just like charlotte more,” claudia exclaimed, letting out a laugh. “i like them, but not enough to crave it.”

[fckinclaudia]

imessage @ claud

jay: do you want the truth or the lie?

jay: maybe you need to take a break for like 10 minutes, make a coffee

claudia: the truth would b nice

claudia: i will soon

[ginaalexisrodriguez-deactivated]

Gina Rodriguez being cocky about her boxing skills.

[iused-tolove-her]

I love her

[fckinclaudia]

SO i’ve slightly gotten my life together and made connections pg for claudia & beckett !! if u see anything that catches ur eye like dis or hmu bc i’m a slut 4 plots 

[fckinclaudia]

sms → claudia

declan: except......you aren't an angel so whoever that was, they're a lying piece of shit!!!

claudia: bitch are you attacking me AGAIN

claudia: u right tho

[fckinclaudia]

acquittcls:

the cup in his hand may have his name scrawled across it in barely-legible barista writing, but a cursory glance under the lid confirmed the coffee in his hand was not his order. spotting what appeared to be the only other person contemplating their own order, adrian politely cleared his throat as he approached, holding the cardboard cup aloft. “ – is that a flat white when it’s not supposed to be ?” he asked hopefully. “ i’m missing mine .”

“what the fuck is flat white?” she asked, her words more aggressive than she meant it to be ( especially in a starbucks ) claudia took a sip of her drink, definitely not a vanilla latte and it probably was his flat white. “just ask the baristas?”

[fckinclaudia]

sms → claudia

declan: that's so tragic you poor thing :(

claudia: i know

claudia: i deserve better

claudia: wait one of my patients called me an angel once. that was sweet

[fckinclaudia]

grchvm:

“so don’t ask me why i took it but i’m definitely a bit peeved i got carrie, when i took that sex and the city quiz, i’ve always considered myself a samantha, but i mean, at least i didn’t get charlotte, like, talk about forgettable, am i right, or am i right?” he swirls an empty mimosa glass between his fingers, sighing. “i love mimosas, you know, and brunch? brunch is great. steak and eggs. avocado. mimosas..uhh.. brunch.”

“awh, i love charlotte though. she’s the best- the other one is the worst,” claudia explained, letting out a small laugh. “i think i’ve always slept through brunch, honestly. i don’t really like breakfast food.”

[fckinclaudia]

lenncxpls:

“like where the cancer patients stay, my friend is getting chemo” 

“that’s upstairs-east wing. want me to show you? it’s sweet that you’re visiting.”

[fckinclaudia]

playingsage:

“You know that vine where the kid is like, ‘Smack cam’ and the woman turns around like, ‘Bitch I hope the fuck you do’. I’m gonna be that one.” She laughed. “Oh, definitely. Even if I haven’t played, I’ll be familiar with the sport enough that I can at least help coach it.”

“you know i really hope that happens because if it doesn’t i’ll be slightly disappointed,” claudia laughed, “and i hope i’m there for it. sounds awful though, a bunch of screaming kids and angry moms. at least you aren’t a dance teacher.”

[fckinclaudia]

playingsage:

“No, we’re not allowed to kick kids off since it’s a sign up thing, but I can get her banned from coming to games which will probably happen next week.” She shook her head. “Actually, it’s teeball, Claud, it’s teeball. I wish it was soccer or football, god bless.”

“oh, she’ll love that- she’ll be swinging about that for sure,” she shrugged, “makes things even worse, but at least you’re getting experince, right?”

[fckinclaudia]

playingsage:

“She doesn’t understand that if her kid doesn’t know what he’s doing, he doesn’t deserve to be on the field.” She huffed, shaking her head. “Oh, I’ll let her get one good hit in, then it’s over for her. I won’t be able to coach again, but at that point, I won’t give a fuck.”

“did you tell her this? i feel like maybe she should know that her kid isn’t fit for the sport.” claud explained, “oh good, you know what? it’ll probably be worth it. what sport is this? soccer? football?”

[fckinclaudia]

playingsage:

“I’m helping coach a little league team, and this mom will not stop hammering my ass over her kid getting to play. He’s the one that never listens, cries when he’s in the game and out, he can barely keep his shoes on; and she wants to yell at me? I almost hit her when she tried to come through the gate swinging at me. If it happens again, I might wrap my knuckles and just lay her ass out.”

“babes, it’s your fault for doing that. you know those moms are batshit crazy. let her swing first, kay? i don’t need anymore lawsuits.”