tell me something like i'm your favorite girl

❛ what i do, i do b e s t ;; in my linens and curls, this is my show ;; go baby go ;; in my diamonds and pearls, tell me something like i am your favorite girl princess audrey amelia phillipa rose. xvii.

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TOP 10 DESCENDANTS CHARACTERS: as voted by our followers. ↳ 09. Audrey

Sure, it starts with the hair. Next thing you know it’s the lips, and the legs, and the clothes, and then everybody looks good and then… Where will I be?

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So when’s Harry leaking that smokey eye tutorial?

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princess audrey amelia phillipa rose, at nobody’s service, thank you very much,

hey friends! below this you’ll find some basic bullet points about my bbg princess audrey; if you’re interested in knowing more about her (and specifically, my characterization of her) then, read on!

audrey’s a material girl living in a material world. she’s got some deep set insecurity that manifests itself in the classic “fake it ‘til you make it” bearing: she’s got an air of “high and mighty” about her consequently. auds is quick to pass judgement on others, and also at the same time reluctant to change her mind post-first impression, making her annoying asf. (aka, make it good suckaz or face the totality of her backhanded compliments)

she puts a lot of weight into appearances. audrey likes to talk herself up, and that goes hand in hand with talking other people down. vaulting off of that, she’s super possessive, especially of things that she deems elevate her status (clothing, jewelry, boys...etc etc) as well as of her literal status as the daughter of princess aurora and prince philip. it’s very important to note, do not forget , 

if everyone’s pretty, where will SHE be? basically just here to reiterate that audrey’s DEEPLY insecure. it affects nearly 100% of jan coopers her relationships bc she needs constant validation and ain’t no one got time / energy for that. 

validate her. please

audrey’s got an incredible filter, but rarely does she choose to exercise it. despite how “wicked world” may have painted her as a one-dimensional, tactless & basic mean girl, audrey’s comments are always thought through before she makes them. her royal blood goes back hundreds of years, and her upbringing is characteristic of what you’d expect a pureblooded princess to have. she’s got manners and charm, but forgoes them often for the sake of protecting her ego (like i said-- deepset insecurity at its finest). on TOP of that, she’s opinionated asf and generally unwilling to compromise or concede her position. 

speaking of wicked world, i would just like to add that audrey is a woc, idk why they made her ambiguously white in the web series but she a black girl and she do take race politics close 2 heart (she got a relatively unrealized passion for social justice; it’s actually somethign i’m dying to see her grow into; she just needs to learn how to stand w other women instead of putting them down) 

a few headcanons that play pretty heavily into my interpretation of audrey: 1. she’s currently in an on-again / off-again relationship with Chad Charming, that, at times (read: the times they are “on again”) is fairly unhealthy. Chad sort of sucks and Audrey sort of sucks too, but for entirely different reasons; when they’re together, Audrey forgoes her own wants for the sake of not being alone even if she’s not happy to do so (if we end up with a Chad Charming in this roleplay at any point, this headcanon may be amended so as not to godmod). 2. she’s incredibly straight-laced as a political stance. yes, she’s that petty; she still doesn’t totally approve of the VKs, despite their endlessly selfless behavior (to be fair, she was absent for all of descendants 2); it shows in the way she acts around them (very self-righteously), and, like i mentioned before, she’s unwilling to adjust her opinion to changing circumstances. she’s very unadaptable in that way. 3. THAT being said, she’s secretly obsessed with VK culture. she just wants to understand the “””hype”””.... in a i’m gonna try on this leather jacket at the mall when no one’s looking kind of way.... 4. she bi asf (or maybe just truthfully, severely closeted lesbian???) but her sexual awakening has yet to come... ladies hmu. wink emoji

that covers all the auds bases! if i think of anything else, this post will expand / i’ll just write it into its own text post. feel free to come @ me with plots u want 4 your characters that you think audrey would be suitable for; thanks friends for taking th time 2 hear about my cotton candy baby 

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Princess Audrey, daughter of Aurora

[ohaudrcys-blog]

❛ My God, are we gonna be like our parents? ❜ (sending you more than one bc sharing the love)

the breakfast club ;; starter sentences

“Well, I would hope so !!” Audrey blurts, placing a hand against her heart like the thought of any other outcome would absolutely devastate her. “My mother’s a princess. Tiara, the poofy dress, endless galas… What more could a girl ask for ??” 

[ohaudrcys-blog]

❛ Don’t you want to hear my excuse?❜

the breakfast club ;; starter sentences

“Not really,” Audrey shrugs, wearing a face like sorry not sorry. “I doubt it’d make a difference.”

[ohaudrcys-blog]

{Victoria} ❛ Don’t mess with the bull, young lady. You’ll get the horns. ❜

the breakfast club ;; starter sentences

As Audrey assesses the person at hand, her face moves through a cinematic series of expressions: first, lips pursed; then pressed into a line. Eyebrows furrowed, then quirked; nose wrinkled, then un-wrinkled. La fin comes in the form of something like disbelief, her mouth puckered into a small yet decided knot. “Noted.” 

[leanedback]

❛ ‘Cause I’m telling the truth, that makes me a bitch? ❜

MEME — the breakfast club.STATUS — accepting.FROM — @ohaudrcys

     a pleasant smile rested on his lips,  seemingly not fazed by her question.  he raised his eyebrows,  amused by her attitude.   “   talk more shit about uma and i’ll be calling you worse than that.  ‘ve got more up my sleeve,  if you wanna play.   ”

[ohaudrcys-blog]

The nerve. For a moment, she’s so genuinely taken back by Harry’s response that she can do little but blink in reply; a mechanism to regain her bearings.What's worse than being called a bitch ?? She supposes that knowing Mal, along with the other VKs, has softened her impression of what kids off the Isle are really like. Collecting herself, Audrey scrunches her face up like she’s just sucked on a lemon, and pulls a defensive posture. “I’d never stoop so low as to play petty name-games with a VK. All I meant was that... this....Uma person... sounds like she has little tact. It’s inarguable.” 

[ohaudrcys-blog]

closed for @fcirygoddaughter​ ( continuation of this ask meme )

“-- Honestly, Jane,” Audrey starts, giving the girl a disapproving once-over. “You need to calm down. Every time I see you lately, it’s like you’re some... royal CHICKEN running around with its head cut off ! Haven’t you ever heard of beauty sleep ??” Audrey pauses, and puckers her lips before she lets out a dry laugh. “No pun intended.” She adds, before waving the witticism off entirely and returning to the matter at hand-- proving her point. “Or, at the least,” She continues, glancing back towards the clock on the wall,  “A twenty-minute beauty power nap.” 

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           “ It’s terrible here and not in the fun way, ” he grumbled, pulling his knees up to his chest as he continued to brood to himself on the ground. “ Not even FRIGHT season. ”

“I’m sorry--” Audrey starts, sounding not at all sorry in the least, “You’re implying there’s...a ‘fun way’ to be terrible?” 

               Truth be told-- it’s not so far outside the realm of possibility that Audrey can’t conceive of it ( especially considering she knows... well, the people that she knows ). All the same, she gives him a once over with a face that says, you’ve got to be kidding me.

[ohaudrcys-blog]

mal.:

Mal knew when she was being ignored, something that you quickly developed a sense for on the Isle. Helped you save time, and time was valuable. When Audrey does return her attention, repeating the name, the fairy can’t help but frown. “Harry Hook. As in son of Captain Hook. As in first mate of Uma’s pirate crew.” And then, as an extra precaution since she honestly doubted Audrey had paid any attention when people tried to fill her in, she added, “Ursula’s daughter who tried to spell Ben into loving her so he’d take down the barrier around the Isle of the Lost.”

Snippets of conversation come back to Audrey as Mal gives the low down-- a name here, an event there-- but, if Audrey is being entirely honest about it, she’d simply never paid close enough attention in those conversations following her return from vacation to gather the full story of what had transpired in her absence. She’s sure the shock shows on her face, now that it’s all been laid out for her, but works quickly to collect herself, brushing her thick hair back over her shoulders and pulling on an expression like boredom. “Okay, so, what, is he like-- is he like, one of you, now?” She knows it comes across harsher than she intended, but Audrey lets the question hang there, anyways, feigning her disinterest. The last thing she wants is another VK pressuring her into a “let-loose” lifestyle under the guise of “being unique.” Seriously.

[ohaudrcys-blog]

jay.:

     Whistling lowly, Jay had his focus on the shiny, metal watch he had…picked up in between his fingers. He was polishing it with a small rag, holding it up towards the sun from his perch every once in a while so he could give it a good look over, returning to the polishing when he deemed it not shiny enough. He was far too focused on his work in front of him, unable to hear whoever had come up behind him. It was only when their footfall crunched a leaf, did Jay startle. 

     “Holy shi–” He watch flew out of his hands, and it bounced around in his palms a few times before he actually securely caught it. He let out a deep, relieved sigh before standing up straight. “Warn a guy next time, alright?” He grumbled, placing the watch back in his pocket for safe keeping. “Or wear a damn bell around ya neck. I almost punched your lights out.” 

“Well, it’s not my problem that you’ve got so much invested in a cheap watch.” Audrey shoots back, falling automatically into a defensive posture. It’s one she wears well, and often, too, so it’s predictable enough when she adds “You should try paying attention, for once.” She sniffs before relaxing her stance, apparently vindicated enough for the moment. “Anyways, I doubt there’ll be a ‘next time...’ I’m just telling you, as a courtesy, that Mal’s been looking for you. She wouldn’t stop bugging me earlier.” 

For half a second, Audrey makes like she’s going to leave, the message relayed and her moral obligations performed-- but she finds herself hesitating, and then, for a reason she can’t totally name, remaining in Jay’s company. “I, um...” she trails, rolling her eyes to the sky and letting out a quick breath. It’s not that the being nice part is hard-- it’s just damaging to her pride. She'd always considered herself a fair judge of character, and it was more than a little humiliating to have that shown up. Gathering the shreds of her dignity, “It’s good to see you, Jay,” She finally manages. 

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THE BREAKFAST CLUB;; STARTER SENTENCES.

❛ We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all. ❜

❛ Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe? ❜

❛ You ought to spend a little more time trying to make something of yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. ❜

❛ I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say. ❜

❛ When you grow up, your heart dies. ❜

❛ Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place. ❜

❛ Don’t mess with the bull, young man. You’ll get the horns. ❜

❛ I don’t have to run away and live in the street. I can run away and I can go to the ocean, I can go to the country, I can go to the mountains. I could go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan. ❜

❛ Being bad feels pretty good, huh? ❜

❛ Could you describe the ruckus, sir? ❜

❛ What do you need a fake I.D. for? ❜

❛ I’ll do anything sexual. I don’t need a million dollars to do it either. ❜

❛ Eat my shorts. ❜

❛ You know, you look a lot better without all that black shit under your eyes. ❜

❛ So it’s sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right? ❜

❛ ‘Cause I’m telling the truth, that makes me a bitch? ❜

❛ Naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm, and a two-foot salami under the other. The bartender says, I guess you won’t be needing a drink. Naked lady says… ❜

❛ You do everything everyone tells you to do and that is a problem. ❜

❛ Do you think I’d speak for you? I don’t even know your language. ❜

❛ No, I don’t wear tights. I wear the required uniform. ❜

❛ You’re an idiot anyway. But if you say you get along with your parents, well, you’re a liar too. ❜

❛ I’m thinkin’ of tryin’ out for a scholarship. ❜

❛ Don’t you want to hear my excuse?❜

❛ Why do you have to insult everybody? ❜

❛ Now is this the first time or the last time you do this to me? ❜

❛ You’re kind of sexy when you’re angry. ❜

❛ If I lose my temper you’re totaled, man. ❜

❛ Why didn’t you want me to know that you are a virgin? ❜

❛ I don’t think either one of them gives a shit about me. It’s like they use me just to get back at each other. ❜

❛ Don’t you ever talk about my friends. You don’t know any of my friends. You don’t look at any of my friends. And you certainly wouldn’t condescend to speak to any of my friends. ❜

❛ It’s wrong to destroy literature. It’s such fun to read. ❜

❛ Vodka? When do you drink vodka? ❜

❛ How does one become a janitor? ❜

❛ By the way, that clock’s 20 minutes fast. ❜

❛ I want to congratulate you for being on time. ❜

❛ He’s just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him. ❜

❛ Sweets. You couldn’t ignore me if you tried. ❜

❛ That’s what I thought. You’re a gutless turd. ❜

❛ Keep your fuckin’ hands off me! I’d expect better manners from you, _____. ❜

❛ Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you’re ready, pal. ❜

❛ Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl. ❜

❛ Are you a virgin? I’ll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let’s end the suspense! Is it gonna be… a white wedding? ❜

❛ Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? ❜

❛ Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off… hoping to God your parents don’t walk in? ❜

❛ You ask me one more question and I’m beating the shit out of you. ❜

❛ What did you wanna be when you were young? ❜

❛ When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon. ❜

❛ _____, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It’s pretty tasty. ❜

❛ Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. ❜

❛ The next time I have to come in here I’m crackin’ skulls. ❜

❛ Are you gonna be, like, a shopping bag lady? You know, like, sit in alleyways and, like, talk to buildings and wear men’s shoes and that kinda thing? ❜

❛ I’m a fucking idiot because I can’t make a lamp? ❜

❛ Yo wastoid, you’re not gonna blaze up in here. ❜

❛ My God, are we gonna be like our parents? ❜

[ohaudrcys-blog]

mal.:

Mal’s eyes narrowed, flashing a brighter shade of green for a moment. They seemed to be doing that more and more lately, just like they had around Cotillion. It had been a stress response back then, and given everything happening, she wouldn’t be shocked if that was the cause these days as well. “There are no tourney fields here, Audrey,” she shot back at her, a hint of a groan to her voice. Even in an emergency, it seemed the princess could be counted on to be…well Fairy Godmother had said that type of language wasn’t quite appropriate. “Right. So that leaves us, Carlos, Evie, Jane, and Harry,” she thought aloud.

In a surrender-style motion, Audrey holds up both of her expertly manicured hands, palms facing Mal. “Okay, okay,” She concedes, albeit not without an eye roll. “I was just kidding. I’m sorry. I really haven’t seen him.” She shifts her weight to cast a sharp glance around them, like squinting at a particular thing for a moment could will it to materialize into Jay. She hated being caught off-guard, even in situations that felt as arbitrary to her as this one.

She’s mostly backburnered Mal’s prattling about who’s who and where, but the last name she hears catches her attention, and Audrey sways back into focus. “I’m sorry-- Harry? Harry who?” 

[ohaudrcys-blog]

mal.:

@ohaudrcys

As soon as she spotted the girl, Mal had to fight to keep the grimace from claiming her face. Sure, things had seemingly settled between Audrey and herself, but they were far from besties. Still, it was another familiar face, and that made her an ally. She slowly walked towards, not too eager. “Please tell me you didn’t arrive alone. We’ve yet to find Jay, and we could really use him right about now.” The Core Four had always worked best as a unit.

Loathe to admit that she would recognize Mal’s voice even in a dream, Audrey takes care not to turn around too quickly, or look surprised when her eyes finally do settle on Mal’s shockingly green ones. While they had bridged the chasm of “sworn enemies,” enthusiasm remains far from Audrey’s thoughts when it comes to her present company, and even casual conversation feels much like a chore. “Have you checked every tourney field within a five mile radius?” Audrey poses, only half-kidding. She twirls a curl around a glossy fingernail for a moment before shrugging, trying for something a little let... abrasive. “Not to let you down, but...” 

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