I N D U R A T I Z E

MILLICENT DUVALL PRINCESS EIGHTEEN THE MORBUCKS

[millicent-duvall]

text to: millie.

shade: yo duvall

shade: wheres my payment from last week?? i still dont have it......

millicent: what did u do last week?

millicent: last time i checked u did jack shit to deserve any benjis from me

[ezralexander-blog]

He eyed Millicent coolly, leaning back on the couch before he responded. “We both know you can spell, Millie. It’s not that hard to spell out Ezra, is it? Or to say it?” he remarked. “Maybe I’ll pay attention to you when you finally learn my name. But no, I haven’t. I’m all set, if that’s what you’re asking.”

[millicent-duvall]

“WHY DO you always try and fight with me, thing two?? i find it rather --  t i r i n g . i don’t understand why you must always try to huff and puff your chest out like you’re the [  big bad wolf  ]. at this point i favor your sister more; at least, she knows when to pick her battles.” millicent rolled her eyes, arms crossing over her chest. “back to what’s important, the trip is  s c h e d u l e d  for next month on the tenth. make sure you’re free for that day and the week after -- as well as your sister.”

[dariusfierro-blog]

The fit of laughter he had tried to suppress for the past few minutes after seeing Millie and her unnecessary disguise interrupted the quiet noise. He snorted at her comment, breaking every control he had forced himself to swallow down; though he should probably stop with the laughter now; otherwise he might just earn a rough nudge from the girl.·“Yeah, what the hell is all this? Baby, you look absolutely ridiculous.” He questioned through soft chuckles, tapping the round edges of her hat with the tip of his finger. Quite frankly, he shouldn’t be surprised judging by the amounts of their secret meetings and her need to hide herself. Her disguises often humor him in every sense. From every accessories put onto her killer body, to her darn excuses. It wasn’t him who hid them from the world; God, with Millie under his arm, he’d show her the fuck off to the world. Through Millie’s perspective on their relationship – it was quite hard to understand. Even so, he forced himself to. It made sense after all. Why would a woman like her go for a man like him? He understands. Kind of. He has to.

Scanning her outfit very briefly, his eyes found its way back onto Millicent’s features. Despite how well he studied and understood every inch of her body, he couldn’t seem to get enough of it. Her lips were luring him in; the withdrawal of not being able to taste and feel them got him begging for forgiveness on wrong doings he had yet to commit.·“I don’t mind it though,” he muttered very softly, almost in soft whispers. The tips of his lips curving into a very sheepish smile.

Darius did as he was told. There wasn’t anything to hide. He didn’t do anything, with anyone; which might seem hard to believe, but he was quite busy to get wrapped up in another girl’s bed. All he did during Millie’s absence was get high, get drunk, and flirt – but mostly with Shade. Nothing else. “Is that what you prefer? Me thinking about someone else?” The question wasn’t meant to challenge her, but it was out wanting a reaction from her.

[millicent-duvall]

MILLICENT HUFFED, “no.” her voice was stern, but could he tell she was  s h i v e r i n g  slightly due to the cold?? she rolled her eyes to [  m a s k  ]  her slight irritation. “you should only be thinking about me darius. that’s the only thing anyone involved in my life should be thinking about. me me me. i am the  p r i n c e s s  -- aren’t i??” another smirk to  c o n v e y  the sweet little devilish angel, eyelashes batting. “i don’t leave for another month or so for some event in rome. that gives us--” her fingers glided on his bicep -- “enough time to  c o n n e c t  more -- or rather roll in bed together.” 

THE BLONDE stood, “enough of this park, it’s dark and dingy. let’s go my sweet rebel. let’s paint the town red. maybe a nice [  b u r g u n d y  ]  or  o x b l o o d . regardless -- let’s go.” her hand extended waiting for him to grab it. it had been too long since she had done something remotely fun and this was it. it was time to have him show her the world.

[ezralexander-blog]

A hum escaped Ezra’s lips as he pressed the ‘shut down’ button on his laptop, finally looking up. “Sorry, what was that?”

[millicent-duvall]

“YOU’RE NOT paying attention to me, thing two...” she sighed --  d r a m a t i c  enough to emphasize how “ hurt ” she was. “don’t forget we have [ vacation ] planned for rome -- you haven’t forgotten have you??”

[millicent-duvall]

✆ ✉ ☎ ?? ✘ & ♀

MORNING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: wake the FUCK UP 

[ MILLIE ]: I JUST GOT A TEXT FROM ELIE SAAB

[ MILLIE ]: GUESS WHO IS GONNA MODEL FOR ELIE THIS FALL FASHION WEEK

[ MILLIE ]: US.

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT

[ MILLIE ]: thank you 

RUSHED TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: meet me at the duvall manor 

[ MILLIE ]: cant say why rn just come quick

[ MILLIE ]: dont bring thing two

DRUNK TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: hw da rE SHE TLK TO MR LIKE THT 

[ MILLIE ]: ADELYN WILL RUE THF DY 

HATEFUL TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: you’re fuckig worthless 

[ MILLIE ]: this is exactly why i prefer thing two over you

LOVING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: thing two is annoying me rn

[ MILLIE ]: be my plus one at the met gala? 

HEARTBREAKING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: i wonder if your brother will chose me over you. let's find out

[bxxmer]

his brows rose in shock, and he had a feeling this would be a regular occurrence through the night. with the only excuse his racing thoughts could produce perfectly solved and discarded, he cleared his throat.

( idly, he wondered what it was like to have so much money that a suit for a stranger could be prepared and delivered in so little time. idly, he wondered what it would be like if he was the person making those calls. ) 

“then that fixes….that. so, ah, i would be honored to be a plus one to your event tonight.” it wasn’t like he was going anywhere — not really. and this could bring some excitement — if he wasn’t abandoned when they arrived to the venue.

[millicent-duvall]

“PLEASE, THIS event is rather  i m p o r t a n t . if you manage to make me look  t e r r i b l e  in front of these notorious names, i will kill you.” a suggestive smile was offered before millicent pulled out her iphone to make a call to the tailor on [  speed-dial  ]. “hello, marcos?? yes it’s millicent duvall, i have a favor to ask... yes. yes yeah he’s like --  a v e r a g e .” her eyes glanced over at him,  s n a p p i n g  then pointing her index finger at the town car [  approaching  ]. 

“CAN YOU have it ready and delivered to the event by ten p.m.?? thank you marcos - yes i know i owe you. [  thank you  ]... goodbye.” millicent dropped her phone into her clutch then flashed a smirk to ryoji. “get in the car, we  c a n ’ t  be late.” 

[g-hadid]

[millicent-duvall]

✆✉⁇✿ø✘@&♀

MORNING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: good morning, come over. i have surprise.

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT 

[ MILLIE ]: i love you

[ MILLIE ]: im scared to love you

[ MILLIE ]: don’t break my heart please

DRUNK TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: do u thk in a difrnt universr u and i wold be togeher ?

SUGGESTIVE TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: im tired of having to scout out your art, can u jst make a map of townsville and mark your art locations? 

[ MILLIE ]: oh shut up dar ive seen ur art before

[ MILLIE ]: dont believe me?

[ MILLIE ]: here’s screenshots of ur sketchbooks 

[ MILLIE ]: img.attchmnt 

LATE NIGHT TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: buttercup is not here, im in my favorite lingerie and yet youre not here?

HATEFUL TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: please just leave me the fuck alone darius i had enough. im over it. you fucked up too many god damn times and im not gonna wait around for you to fix everyything you fucking broke. stay the hell awa y from me or i will ruin u more than u ruined me. asshole

SCARED TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: i don’t think im going to find her .

[ MILLIE ]: whats going to happen if i do? what do i tell her? why did you leave ?? 

[ MILLIE ]: forget i asked, i dont want to talk about it anymore. 

LOVING TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: i bought out an art museum. the town car will pick u up in about ten minutes.

[ MILLIE ]: that means get ready you idiot. 

HEART BREAKING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: i love you but i cant be with you. not today, not tomorrow, not ever. 

[ MILLIE ]: stop texting me please

[dariusfierro-blog]

He responded with a hum in confirmation and nodded his head; his lips growing wider and cheekier from Millicent’s interest. He couldn’t seem to hold back his own chuckles. The sound of the blonde’s giggles tugged at his heartstrings; but it’s not as though it was his first time reacting this way – on days, he hid it better; just not today. Not when he missed her terribly while she was gone – even if he did pull back and reserved himself. Even if he would think twice if she ever asked. She doesn’’t have to know of the nights he felt inspired. That would overflow her ego and drown him. “We haven’t seen each other for a whole week, and the first thing you want to do is to see me do tricks?” Darius laughed lightly in disbelief, brows drawing in. “I’d rather show you other tricks.”

“In less than a few seconds, the confident and mischievous grin on his face was completely wiped off. His lips rolled inward from a single line of information he didn’t feel particularly psyched to hear about and though he didn’t feel like he’s in any position to feel gutted, his brows cocked and he suppressed a dry scoff. It’s not a crime to have your eyes wander, he reminded himself; balancing the times his very own had deviated, as well as his hands had roamed other women’s body besides the one sat next to him. He could feel himself warming up inside of him, a spark starting a fire in his system; and so, in attempt to control the flame, he paid more attention to the night sky in that split second. But with Millie leaning closer to him, and with her words pulling his heartstrings once again, he turned and look down from where she had rest herself. “Yeah?” He wasn’t sure if it was him. Is he even worthy to be thought of? A battle prepared itself in his mind, while his inner self began to second guess himself; his thoughts left wandering on it’s own. But a part of him knew, or at least hope he isn’t wrong.

“Good,” he muttered sheepishly; his lips once again curving but it offered a much softer twinkle. “He may or may not have thought about you too while you were gone.”

[millicent-duvall]

OTHER TRICKS?? the smirk she pulled, yet again, effortless. “[ o t h e r   t r i c k s ]  hmm. a shame i wore this outfit -- it would be a  d i s a s t e r  to take it off just for some old tricks you played on me a fortnight ago.” a wink, then a nudge, followed by a  g i g g l e . her eyes darted to the stars, the ones you could barely see with the amount of smog lifted into the air. it was almost a sigh that [ g r a c e d ]  her red lips, but her pressed lips contained the frail noise. perhaps she wished to be somewhere else other than the park, but this was their  d e s i g n a t e d  location. her dorm room most likely contained her roommate -- which [ i r o n i c a l l y ] is the best friend of the boy millicent found herself  e n t a n g l e d  with. perhaps going back to the duvall manor would be the suitable option, but seeing augustus’  w r e t c h e d  mother made her want to vomit. a suite in the [ luxurious ] hotel in upper townsville??  p e r h a p s . 

THE BOYS, oh the boys!! millicent wanted to strangle herself for not flirting back, their glances and fast attempts to make her swoon proved  u n s u c c e s s f u l . she was thinking of darius -- the daring, fire-hearted boy in townsville. the guy that [  c r a w l e d  ]  into her bed at night with blood staining his clothes -- was it his or someone else?? these  w o r r i e d   t h o u g h t s  kept her interested in him. the mystique that covered his aura only pulled the princess in closer, but his stupid decision are what pushed him away. she had done the  [ f o l l o w i n g ]  -- paying spies to follow him when he goes out. the other girls his hands rest upon, the  w h i s p e r s  and the lip biting. it was  i n f u r i a t i n g , how could millicent be caught in this web -- his web??  “was he?? or was he thinking of someone else??” a manicured nail  p r e s s e d  lightly on his chin, “look at me, darius, the heavens can’t help you now.” 

[millicent-duvall]

✉, ✘, @, %, $, ♀

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT 

[ MILLIE ]: you utoniums ruined my life. 

HATEFUL TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: your voice is equivalent to nails on chalkboard. shut the fuck up.

SCARED TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: im bleedin. there is so much blood oh my god it hurts cme pls  s

CURIOUS TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: when do you think u and the rest of ur family are gonna like die?

ACCIDENTAL TEXT 

( meant for darius )

[ MILLIE ]: tonight? meet me in the park

HEARTBREAKING TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: i wanted to win prom queen and you took that from me. thats all you guys do. take everything from me. can you just leave me alone this is my kingdom and u scum losers are in the way !!! disappear emma bc next time i see you i will get revenge. watch xox

[millicent-duvall]

✉, ☎, ??, ø, ✘, $, ♀

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT

[ MILLIE ]: i dont actuall y hate u

RUSHED TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: im on my way to rome, but just wanted to tell you i hope u fall !! xox

DRUNK TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: i fkcuing ha te u a

LATE NIGHT TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: i think thing one’s phone died. tell her to come over bye

HATEFUL TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: if u tell anyone about darius and i... i will literally destroy you. you will be nothing after im finished with you. 

ACCIDENTAL TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: everything is ur fault.

HEARTBREAKING TEXT

( sent when she was like seven or eight )

[ MILLIE ]: how could you? do you know what day it is?? its been a year since my mom left nd ur not here ??? my d ad is tryi g to comfort me but i hatE U i hate u so much ada. u thnik ur better then me ???? i hate u 

[millicent-duvall]

✉ & ✘ ✿ ø

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT

[ MILLE ]: thank you so much for helping me find my mother

LOVING TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: i hate you

HATEFUL TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: you are literal scum if you think u can trick me out of a small loan of a million dollars, you have another thing coming shade.

SUGGESTIVE TEXT 

[ MILLIE ]: maybe with all the money i’m paying you with.. you can buy a couple suits ? xox

LATE NIGHT TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: get your ass up. i think i found a link. how do you feel about flying in jets?

[caellumadriendarcy-deactivated2]

His brown eyes flashed, once, twice, but that was the only sign of straight forward rebellion from Caellum. Among others, he was always the leader. He didn’t want to be a follower, but he hadn’t known that that was to be his role when he first “signed” up to be her best friend. He he known he would end up in a position like this, he wondered if he would have done this all again. He didn’t want to face the truth to that ending. Caellum had always believed that he was fickle, but preserved his last shards of undying loyalty for those he loved first. He didn’t known if he wanted to change who got it. To be honest, it was absolute hell sometimes having to deal with Millie when she got into difficult moods like this, which was pretty much all the time. 

“I’m not picking a fight with you, simply striking up a conversation. Framing it like that is fickle.” He advised numbly, knowing that she wouldn’t care. Unfortunately for her, it didn’t like like she was getting the notes anytime soon, but he wouldn’t tell her that. “Despite that, I’ll try to be there. Going around, never mind, wait a second,” Caellum typed out a quick text and sent it, ignoring her comment about bumping his head or whatever she said, “Anyway, going around a city that works on strict schedules like London is quite hard, especially with the time difference. I’m working with MI6 on a weaponry dispenser program, to make sure none of their officers go out with broken weapons. It’ll save a ton of lives; I’m really excited for this project, but that’s pretty much all I can tell you.  What is your project for?”

[millicent-duvall]

SHE SMILED, wicked, disastrous because in that moment she knew she had [  total control ]. a smile that cut a person to the  c o r e  and watched the  b l o o d  ooze out. she was the devil and thing two already sold his soul. “striking up a conversation??  h i g h l y  from it thing two. there is order in the morbucks, and all you need to  w o r r y  about is who do i like more?? you or your sister.” lips pursed, she turned on the [  recorder  ] on her laptop, offering a quick glare at her friend. “i’ll record my own notes -- you’re being awfully  u n t r u s t w o r t h y  right now thing two and i don’t think i need that type of  d e f i a n c e  from you. pipe down. also girl on the left in third row keeps looking back at you -- bump up your  p o p u l a r i t y , offer a smile. now’s your chance.” 

MILLICENT PRESSED her lips, eyes darting to her [ d e s i g n   s k e t c h e s ], eyes studying the lines and questioning what to draw next. “you still don’t have  a n y o n e  to take care of the unnecessary evils you try not to busy yourself with?? if you have time in london i would recommend getting more suits -- recently they have been  r a t h e r  lacking. i’m working on my fashion design homework. a collection of what --  s i x   l o o k s . if you’re unable to make fittings i’ll hire someone else to model for me instead, it’s not really an issue to find a  [  r e p l a c e m e n t ] . perhaps samson would do?? darius maybe. do not even bother mentioning my  h o r r e n d o u s  step-brother as an option [ please  ].”

[millicent-duvall]

✉⁇✘@%

TEXT THAT WASN’T SENT.

[ MILLIE ]: i hope you die. 

DRUNK TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: i wnt ot fuck ur roommate... oh wait i alredy di d !!!!!!

HATEFUL TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: get the fuck out of my house you god damn troll 

SCARED TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: there is someone in the fucking house. i can hear them

[ MILLIE ]: oh my god i heard a crash. im going to go look

[ MILLIE ]: ... false alarm just your horrendous mother y*kes

CURIOUS TEXT

[ MILLIE ]: r u fucking my best friend ?????????

[woalo]

[adautonium-blog]

Ada bit her tongue, taking a moment to compose and to stop herself from losing her cool. Though the idea of a frozen Millicent wouldn’t harm anyone. She hated bragging and receiving  attention for her accomplishments despite having a list of accomplishments that could rival the best of the best at Bellum. Just googling her name alone would reveal the several initiatives, research projects, and awards and grants Ada had under her name. Everything the Morbucks did revolved around recognition and being in the spotlight, a reason Ada enforced a “no talking about personal lives” rule when working with Cal. Being a hero wasn’t about doing it for praise, it was about helping others and doing what is good just because it was the right thing to do. “Did you forget that it wasn’t you wearing the valedictorian tassel besides Cal at graduation? You weren’t the top 1% then,” she countered raising an eyebrow at the display her former friend was giving. “Congratulations on being top of your classes now though, but it doesn’t make you’re better than me. I’m also the top of my classes. Actually, a lot of people are the top of their classes. Did you forget about the diverse number of majors offered here or were all of your brain cells being used up to come up with that attack?”

Ada rolled her eyes feeling the air around her fingers become a little colder than before. “Along with that, I didn’t steal anyone from you. It’s not my fault that people get tired of your tyrannical method of handling things.”

[millicent-duvall]

MILLICENT GRITTED her teeth, a forced smile as she turned on her laptop and tablet. “oh sweetie,” she glanced up, eyes  m e e t i n g  her opponent’s. it didn’t matter to her if she had wanted valedictorian or not. “do you think i wanted to be some [ loser ] giving a speech that no one really cared to listen about?? you got valedictorian,  c o n g r a t s, you did it!! while you were bathing in your only glory moment, i was making appointments in the crowd with major companies. i was making money and you were talking about the ‘good moments’ in high school.” she pulled out her stylus and began  s k e t c h i n g , adeline’s [ annoying ] voice used more as a blocker of other noises and millicent slightly felt annoyed for sitting here. “none of my brain cells are being lost, you dimwit. adeline do you feel attacked that i am as smart as you?? does my intelligence and beauty intimidate you?? is that why you sought out to try and out-best me??” millicent laughed, head titling back. 

“OH YOU think thing two is tired of my tryanny??  p l e a s e . he is like a dog on a leash, i can let him go a little, but he knows he needs me. if not he is nothing. i wonder if his sister would chose him over me if i  [ g u a r a n t e e ]  her more fame once the one her parents made runs dry. plus, if thing two knew better he is only  u s i n g   y o u  to make this app to further his name into the public eye.” 

[bxxmer]

millicent. at the very least, he remembered the girl’s name despite the initial shock at the sight of her. It was probably because she was niamh’s friend, though he figured if he mentioned that was the only reason why he could remember her name, he would ‘regret it.’

licking his lips, ryoji gave a bashful smile. “i’m not saying no, but, ah — ” here, he gestured to her extravagant garment to his ripped jeans and t-shirt “ — there’s a dress code, right?”

[millicent-duvall]

“OF COURSE there is,” millicent gave a quick glance at his outfit, sighing  d r a m a t i c a l l y  afterwards. she then forced a smile, kind enough to trick someone who didn’t know how [ vindictive ]  she really was. “i’ll make a call to have a suit ready for you when we get there.”