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DELACOUR:

“lumos,” she held the tip of her wand to a copy of her invitations: charmed globes with the number 19 centered in the middle and sitting atop a rose-gold colored fixture, margot annalise delacour and may 23, 1989 fading in with the touch of her fingers and fading away once they’re removed. of course there was a paper invitation ( rose-gold ink carefully calligraphied onto cream-colored parchment ) detailing the party that accompanied these gifts, but those would surely be thrown away and it was a little more difficult to do the same to the globes. a soft sigh; merlin, she was restless ! was it that her well-intentioned parents booked the entirety of st. regal’s for the occasion when she’d wanted to celebrate quietly with a few friends in the great hall of her favorite place on earth ( hogwarts ) ? no . . . that wasn’t right. or maybe the attire she chose; the guest list ? her thoughts raced until perhaps two in the morning. as she drifts to sleep, she only then remembers a letter received from her fiancé the morning prior, expressing his apologies that he wouldn’t be able to make it tomorrow …

the party was in full swing; celestina warbeck’s voice filling the elegantly decorated ballroom of the hotel among the chatter of the guests. some who were her actual friends and some who her parents had a hand in inviting for the purpose that she’ll mark as ‘other’ instead of dwell on why. being the perfect birthday girl/host she was, margot had dabbled in several conversations, danced to several songs ( nearly being dropped on her head by an over-eccentric thirty-something bloke who thought he was equipped to cliché-ly dip her ), and downed several flutes of the wine her family was so famous for. “excuse me,” she murmurs to get away from a member of the ministry that knew her father, “i’m just not feeling well. some fresh air, i think.” thankfully, they didn’t follow. the overwhelmed witch cut through to the back of the hotel, following the magically lit path all the way until she reached a gazebo, already having lit a cig upon arrival . . .

if he were being honest with himself, orion was never the one to turn down going to a party. the opportunity to socialize with others and have fun was definitely an appealing one. and somehow he ended up on the guest list of the former ravenclaw’s birthday party. he wasn’t complaining. in his midst of socializing, orion grabbed a flute of champagne and excused himself to get a bit of fresh air. he took small sips from his flute as he walked down one of the lit pathways. however, what the former head boy didn’t expect was to see the birthday girl herself at the gazebo. silently, he continued making his way over. if she wanted to be alone then he would leave he be. it’d be rude to not greet her, after all, it is her birthday party. “ well, i certainly didn’t expect to see the host of the party out here. happy birthday, by the way. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( margot. )

WEST:

“the weather is the worst isn’t it? i reckon that’s what everyone’s been thinking i know i HAVE, ’m would be surprised if nobody was thinking that.”

“ i have to agree. it’s certainly not the BEST. and to play quidditch in this type of weather ? don’t even get me started. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( kaylynn. )

VANDRE:

“THAT’S HILARIOUS. usually, i’m the outsider,” she chuckled. “and from my perspective, i can’t go even more disastrous than i already am.” grace pouted for a moment, before she relented. “oh, alright. only because i can already feel the hangover i’m bound to get tomorrow,” she sighed. “mind accompanying me home?”

orion chuckled and shook his head. “ well we still wouldn’t want you to making a MESS of things and wake up realizing that you may or may not have any memory of it, ” orion pointed out. “ but alright, let’s get you home. ” fin.

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( grace. )

DE LA FUENTE:

adora had began walking away – at a slow pace, of course, because adora de la fuente didn’t run; whether she was in an emergent situation or an excruciatingly awkward one ! but she couldn’t get his words out of her head. this would’ve been the moment when someone may have pulled a person aside, so they could talk privately, but they’d already tried that ! words had evaded the typically chatty witch. she pulled her arm from her friend’s gentle grasp. she knew she was only trying to help, but she had to speak her mind; even if it would end up on the front page of a paper tomorrow. at least all publicity was good publicity ! “ you care about me ? ” her thick accent was filled with incredulity as she turned around. “ you do not care ENOUGH, orion. ” she shook her head, her toes tapping against the ground impatiently.

“ i wait. i wait, and wait, and WAIT. i wait when we are together, ” she tapped one finger, “ i wait when we are not, ” she tapped the next one in line, “ both times you are nowhere to be found. SONSO ! that is what i am, waiting for someone who never cared once about me the way i did him. whole relationship ! even before; i did all the work, all the chasing. i don’t know if you know this – if you are aware ? but i am not treasure hunter, orion han. i am THE treasure. ” she huffed, looking with frustration between her transportation and the wizard. “ i thought, ” she swallowed, “ that if i put in time … in something that i plan to keep for all time, it’d be worth it. ” she shook her head. “ but i am worth more than this … amiable agreements of parting ways, which are really just polite acknowledgements of wasted time … and energy … love, ” adora breathed, her eyes glassy. “ i guess doing all that; saving face back then was easier for me, than admitting the fight for us had been one-sided all along. ” adora sniffled, glancing around at the now silent crowd. “ but this time, i am walking away from you. ” tears finally slid down her cheeks as she did just that, allowing herself to be led to the abraxan drawn carriage that awaited her presence.

orion was SHOCKED to say in the least by her sudden outburst. it wasn’t to say that what adora was saying wasn’t true. there was some element of truth to it. he’ll readily admit that time was a constraint on their relationship. and he knew that it was mainly on his part. he didn’t realize an amicable breakup would lead to this much TENSION between them. he’d hope that in due time that they would at least be ... acquaintances of some sort. but unfortunately, that was not the case. his aloof nature should’ve known better than to assume the most optimistic outcome.

there was something about adora’s words that ignited something within him. the takeaway that perhaps he didn’t try hard enough was heart-wrenching. but the assumption that he didn’t care as much as her had orion chasing ––– well, speed walking ––– after adora. “ and that’s where you’re WRONG, adora, ” he said with a huff. boy, did he have a storm coming. “ you were wrong to think that i didn’t care as much as you did. i will admit that you did the chasing, but to say that you did all the work ? ” he let out a humorless chuckle. he wasn’t even sure where to start. he may not have expressed how much he struggled to be there for her as much as he could, but it certainly didn’t mean that he didn’t care any less. jumping into quidditch immediately after leaving school had taken a toll on him. but for a while, he was determined to make it work. “ you honestly thought that i didn’t want to make our relationship work ? ” he gave her an incredulous look. “ i tried, i really did. but at some point i just realized that my best, wasn’t good enough. you deserve someone who can actually BE THERE for you, adora. i didn’t want you to wait on me. you deserve better than that. but i guess you’ve already made up your mind, so goodbye again. ” with that, he turned and retreated, leaving the bluenette to whatever company she was in.

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )

VANDRE:

“DISASTROUS? I would say maybe… i might bump into a few things and a few people but nothing too disastrous!” she pouted. “uh… i was gonna see if i could fit one more drink in and see how that turns out,” grace admitted sheepishly. “but i see that that would be a bad idea so i’ll go with water instead.”

“ that’s what you might think, grace. but from an outsider’s perspective it’s a little bit more disastrous than you think, ” orion chuckled at her antics. “ yeah, i think you should just call it a night, grace. water would be good. a bit preferable to the NASTY hangover you might end up with the next day. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( grace. )

VANDRE:

“YOU KNOW me too well, rion,” she smiled brightly ( or as brightly as she could in her state ) up at him. “i know. that’s all i’m asking for. i can’t deal with directions drunk, you know.”

“ i will admit that it would prove to be pretty DISASTROUS if you tried to get there yourself in your current state. ” orion shook his head and helped her up. “ i take it that was your last drink of the night ? because i think water would be a better substitute. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( grace. )

penelope-daviz

adoraisms

( &. @orionsrsly )

#.°✧ –– ❛ ɪ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛꜱʜɪʀᴛ ᴡᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ( musings. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )#honestly a MOOD

DE LA FUENTE:

adora lowered her shades, her gaze focused on orion. usually, her doe eyes were like warm pools of chocolate; churning with the the light she saw in the world and deflecting the darkness there as well; a reflection of her personality that, through most of her life, shined like the brightest stars; in direct defiance of the obsidian black sky that sought to swallow their light whole. but on this day, her hues reflected a startlingly starless night. it was like life had snuffed out the flame that was adora de la fuente. but there was something about his calm ocean like appearance, his go with the flow persona in this unbearably uncomfortable situation, that made her burn. didn’t he feel ANYTHING? her eyes flickered around minutely, registering the flashes in her peripheral. “i think we both know,” her voice was only above a whisper, just loud enough for him to hear, “…i’m not doing well, orion. it is interesting,i see you more now than when we were together, no?” her eyes searched his, and it looked like she wanted to say more, but when she felt her friend’s hand on her shoulder she withdrew.

he somehow found it rather EASY to hide the fact that he missed being with her. but then again, aside from her appearances on the prophet or even witch weekly, he hardly saw her after their breakup. that might’ve made things slightly easier on his part. to put it simply, orion missed her. he missed everything they had, and of course he would never find anyone like her again. “ i would say i’m asking out of mere formality ––– but i do genuinely care about you. ” it was the truth. “ i will admit that it is rather ironic that we see each other now than when we were together. ” ironic, indeed. he thought that she had more to say, but when she withdrew, he felt slightly disappointed. orion wasn’t sure if he should poach the answer out, but then again, it may not be the smartest decision.

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )

VANDRE:

“I MIGHT have had a few shots.” a few was an understatement; she was having difficulty in walking straight or even standing up right. “okay maybe more than a few? but uh, d’you mind being a dear and help me before i throw up?”

“ a FEW is certainly an understatement, ” orion couldn’t help but comment as he noticed grace’s inability to stand upright. “ but alright. i’m only helping you to the loo. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( grace. )

BLACK NÉÉ VALENTINE:

fatima spun around at the sound of her name, a smile on her features when she realized who it was. “oh hey, orion! and mon dieu, it has been hasn’t it? it’s good to see you. i’ve been great actually thank you! and how about you?”

“ i’m rather well, thank you for asking ! but yes, it’s been far too long. how are the arrows treating you ? ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( fatima. )

DE LA FUENTE:

before her first, and to date, only serious relationship, adora couldn’t have cared less about quidditch. in her hogwarts days, quidditch match days were only an excuse to dress in a bright blue ensemble that would’ve been considered tacky otherwise, if it weren’t for school spirit. indeed, she only had ominoculars for the sake of checking out the muscles of the quidditch players, an instrument she still had in her possession several years later. only now, as she held the gold instrument up to her doe eyes, it was to watch the details of the match instead of the, shall we say, physicalities. she would never be a quidditch super fan, but she enjoyed it enough now that she wouldn’t turn down an invite to watch a professional match in a vip suite. so long as it wasn’t the falmouth falcons playing, of course. especially after the DISASTROUS reunion that her and orion had only a month ago. any attempt at correspondence had been ignored out of shame. since when did she not know how to use her words? but fate has a way of making the thing you wanted to wish away appear when you least wanted it to; as was the case as adora made her glamorous exit post match. she lowered her charmed sunglasses, which deflected the glare of the magical cameras, her hair blowing back with each poofy heeled step she took. “chica, i’m starving. let’s–” it was a good thing she was so limber. on second thought, maybe too limber. the way she leaned backwards probably looked graceful, but she wasn’t a contortionist– she was a dancer! and this was not a choreographed dip in the middle of a tango; this was life! “fancy seeing you here.” incredulous high pitched giggles bubbled in her chest. “si,” she kept her smile for the cameras, knowing this was already going to be tabloid fodder as it was (gossip was only okay when she spread it!) “i am alright–” she tapped his broad shoulders (the mythological figures of spain help her!) in an effort to get him to lift her back vertically.

orion tried brushed away any feelings of awkwardness as soon as he came into contact with adora. sure they also came into contact a month ago ... but the results were definitely less than stellar. any attempt to try and talk to his ex-girlfriend was an afterthought. he assumed that she needed her space and the chances of running into her again were slim to none, but alas. he was WRONG. he smiled at her, glad to hear that he’d elicit some sort of response. “ glad to hear it. ” he honestly had no idea how to continue the conversation from there and as much as he detested small talk, he’d become quite good at it. “ well aside from bumping into you, how are you ? well ? i hope. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )

「 @aveelaxfatima liked for a starter 」

“ fatima ! ” orion called out as soon as he spotted the familiar blonde. “ merlin it’s been a while since i last saw you. how have you been ? ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( fatima. )

「 @adoraisms liked for a starter 」

he kept the smile plastered on his face as he continued to give his autograph to a couple of fans. there wasn’t a big difference in the smile he gave when it came to the press and his genuine smile. then again, only those who really know him could spot the difference. orion excused himself from the crowd as soon as he finished signing his name, he never really liked to linger to give the press a quote. “ i’m terribly sorry, but i’ve really got to go, ” he offered yet ANOTHER smile before turning and walking the opposite direction. in the midst of getting away from the crowd, the former ravenclaw barely noticed the people he was walking past until he bumped into someone ––– or rather, a familiar bluenette he’d come to love. “ oh ––– are you alright ? ” he asked as he automatically reached out to help steady her.

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )#location: golden pine

PARK:

“well, you know me. i ALWAYS have to keep them guessing.” tiffany traced the top of her glass of wine with an index finger, smiling sardonically. the past couple of days had been particularly draining, and so her snark was very much alive. not directed at her dear cousin, of course. just at the world. “do you even want to switch?” she raised an eyebrow, curious. “it’s not a decision i made lightly, all jokes aside. you don’t want to end up being a jellyfish. use your brain, because you have one; don’t let them influence your choices too much.”

“ it certainly doesn’t seem like an EASY decision ... ” orion brought the old fashioned glass up to his lips and took a sip of the cognac. “ i mean, i definitely don’t. not for a long while. i just can’t help but think, what if my career just prematurely ends because of some type of injury ? i don’t want to be stuck in some sort of rut. i’d prefer to have my backup options. ”

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( tiffany. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( events. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( modern au 2018. )

DE LA FUENTE:

she’d taken a couple steps in her giuseppe zanotti heels, the restroom still in mind, where the following would’ve happened: she’d spray the complimentary evian mist on her face, stare blankly into her reflection, then text eva that they had to vacate the premises. IMMEDIATELY. instead, she found herself frozen in her pastel blue chanel dress, her exaggerated gulp hidden by her diamond choker.

‘ hi adora. ’

okay, this is fine. i can do this. AY, i can do this in my sleep!

luckily, her gasp at hearing him say her name after all this time, was easily concealed by the music– the same music she could’ve blamed. she could’ve used it to her advantage, scurried away and pretended that she hadn’t heard him over the beat. then again, she was adora dulce estela hasna yesenia de la fuente de garcia! and she didn’t run away from confrontation or nerve wracking interactions. that’s what she’d been trained in from a young age; it was what she lived for. grateful she had her wallet on chain, also from chanel, to clutch her long manicured nails into, she turned around.

adora smiled as radiantly as she could manage, wishing she could’ve at least put on a fresh coat of her lipstick before this moment. as her mamá always said, break their hearts with a red slicked smile! she stepped forward, so she could kiss him on the cheek in greeting. it may have seemed weird considering their history, but it was also apart of her culture. if she didn’t do it after doing so the entire time they’d dated and even before then, it would’ve seemed even MORE weird, and the typically dramatic witch wanted to seem anything but in this moment. “holi… orion.” adora smoothed a hand over her luminous sapphire blue locks, which kept catching the lights around them.

for the first time in a long time, she was speechless. diosito mio.

she raced to think of something to say. anything would suffice at this point. if she wasn’t careful, he was going to think she hated him! just as she opened her mouth, one of orion’s teammates, clearly already drunk, stumbled over. “hey foxy mam–” he leaned back, blinking, as he realized who he was talking to. it wasn’t just that she was adora de la fuente. she was adora de la fuente, orion’s ex. he backed away slowly. fear of the falmouth falcon temper, even from an actual falmouth falcon, was apparently very real. “ayy… do you want to–” adora motioned her hands off to the side, where it looked like there was some quieter seating, away from the madness. she wasn’t even sure she wanted to talk to him, especially when she was more champagne than blood at this juncture, but their current setting clearly wasn’t conducive to doing much at all. except standing there. awkwardly. she shifted her weight from one heel to the other.

if he were to admit it to himself, he wasn’t even sure if adora could hear him, or chose to ignore him. either way, he wouldn’t blame her if she did either. trying to talk to her when she’s CLEARLY on a night out wouldn’t be the best thing. but there was no turning back now. he decided to greet her, and returned the kiss on the cheek.

he felt his breath hitch at the sound of her saying his name. after all this time, merlin, just the way she said his name. orion only snapped out of his thoughts as one of his drunk teammates made his way over in an attempt to chat her up. he rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw at his teammate’s obvious lack of awareness before glaring at him. of course, he tried to hide his jealousy. just because he and adora broke up didn’t mean that he still didn’t have feelings for her. hell, he still loved LOVES her. the times he indulged in a couple dates here and there were nothing compared to what he had with her.

orion nodded his head in response to the suggestion. being the gentleman that he was raised to be, he offered her his arm to escort the two of them to a somewhat quieter seating.

#.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( adora. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( events. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( modern au 2018. )

“ honestly tiff, you just AMAZE me. i don’t know how you do it. a very bold move switching careers. ” he genuinely meant it. after all, he did want the best for his cousin. he sent off a quick text before setting his phone down once more. “ you know my parents are now asking when i’ll switch. granted, i think they’re okay with quidditch, but they’re just worried about it possibly ending prematurely due to an injury or something. ” @imperfectisms

#wizard:modernau2018 #.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( tiffany. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( events. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( modern au 2018. )

「 @deegcn liked for a starter 」

“ ––– all right, yeah, i’ll see you tomorrow during practice. ” orion hung up his phone. without looking up, the former ravenclaw answered a couple of texts while walking to his next location. what he didn’t NOTICE was another person approaching the opposite direction, causing his arm to crash into the figure’s shoulder. “ oh, mate i’m so sorry about that. are you okay ? ”

#wizard:modernau2018 #.°✧ –– ❛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ( interactions. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ( deegan. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( events. )#.°✧ –– ❛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ( modern au 2018. )

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