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     * ELOISE !

eloise  wasn’t  exactly  thrilled when  mr.  and  mrs.  greengrass  had  volunteered  their  daughter  to  attend  the  pureblood  event  that  evening  .  they  claimed  that  they  were concerned  for  her  image , as her  number  of  appearances  was  seriously  lacking  compared  to  the  other  children  in their  social  circle .  so t here  she  was  ,  bored  out  of  her  god  damn  mind  ,  wishing  she  was  anywhere  but  here . thankfully , she  knew  how  to  converse  with  the  crowd ,  had  her  whole  spiel ( even  approved  by  her  mother ! ) prepared  if  the  conversation  ever  shifted  to  her . but  explaining  her  current  situation  over  and  over  again  was  only  so  stimulating  . she  was  just  about  to  sneak  off  to  the  bathroom  when  kiera  arrives  , the  same  fake  smile  plastered  across her  lips  once  more  . “of  course . how  are  you  this  evening  ,  mrs .  fawley ? is  your  husband here  as  well ?”

      a few simple milliseconds in and kiera was bored, her eyes preoccupied with the passing tray of drinks ( lithe fingers plucking one off for her to sip on gently ) rather than engaged in the conversation she herself had started. she was desperate for her husband to join, to pick up the beats of silence that she left hovering in between the guests, but something told her he was still a while away. she would have to endure SMALL TALK for a little while longer, despite the way her body ached to escape the meaningless pleasantries.   ❛  i’m quite well, thank you. unfortunately tristan won’t be joining us until later, but he passes on his regards.  ❜   allowing a blanket of silence to fall over the pair for a moment, kiera took a slow sip from her glass before continuing.   ❛  i didn’t expect to see you here this evening, miss. greengrass. have you been well ?  ❜

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         kiera was not a party person --- but she knew her place. she knew how to sew on the perfect smile, how to lace together the right words, and as much as she longed to be home with her husband, she knew she couldn’t leave. tristan had promised he would follow as soon as he could, but for now she had to fend for herself ( ALONE ). twisting a glass of champagne through her fingers, she wandered aimlessly through the crowds of perfectly dressed purebloods, offering polite words of greeting or soft smiles and nods when it was deemed appropriate. she only came to a stop once the lightly bubbled liquid had been finished, placing the glass on a passing tray and smiling as best she could at the small group she was now facing.  ❛ i’m sure we are all having a lovely evening? ❜ she greeted, carefully avoiding the topic of lists for the time being.

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sonja morgan, a beautiful disaster 

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When a hetero spots you in public and smiles at you thinking you’re a hetero too, but you’re actually homo:

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JODIE COMER by Chad Davis for MONROWE Magazine

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      - ̗̀ ft. rita

[ 8:28 pm ] rita >>> kiera : hmmm, well. you can keep ME if you buy me nice things. [ 8:28 pm ] rita >>> kiera : how’s that for an emotional release?

[ 8:30pm ] KIERA → RITA: how how you tempt me, skeeter. [ 8:30pm ] KIERA → RITA: I suppose it depends on how many nice things you come with that I DON’T have to buy...

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      - ̗̀ ft. lucius

“kiera.” lucius smiled at the other, surprised that she was addressing him in the first place. “how nice to see you.” he wasn’t a FOOL — he was all too aware that their friendship was no longer what it once had been. there had never been an official rupture, or something to break their friendship, but the distance was there, as if it had grown and festered over the years. whatever it was, it had never been addressed specifically, and so lucius chose to ignore it. pretending nothing had happened was his specialty, after all, with him being fluent in lies and feigned politeness. “oh, it’s been wonderful! to see constance get married … it’s quite special.” he thought of his cousin, marrying another woman — it was quite the controversy, of course, but him supporting it openly just made him look good. “and the champagne is phenomenal. how has it been for you?”

      it felt odd to hear his voice again. like some rope that had been tied to her ankle for so long that she’d forgotten about it had suddenly pulled her back and sent reeling into the memories of when they used to talk every day. of when they would exchange smiles with ease instead of force. of when the conversation was voluntary and wanted instead of accidental and unavoidable. and it was stupid, really ( he’d hardly even said anything particularly noteworthy ) but she couldn’t help herself when she hesitated for a moment, unable to find the right words for a beat that lasted far too long for just a regular pause in thought. still smiling steady, however, she tried her best to continue.   ❛  oh lovely, really. i didn’t expect to see you here, actually --- as i hear it, your wife just gave birth, didn’t she ?  i thought perhaps you would be by her bedside...  ❜

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      - ̗̀ ft. rita

[ 8:14 pm ] rita >>> kiera : want an emotional release? buy me something shiny. ; )

[ 8:27pm ] KIERA → RITA: you completely missed the point. I’m not going to buy something shiny for someone ELSE -- if it’s going to be an emotional release, I need to know I can keep it

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       [ DUNDAS CASTLE, june 2018 ]

        kiera sipped quietly on her third class of champagne, hovering in the corner of the grand reception room with her eyes scanning the wedding guests who mingled in small crowds across the floor. she had made a point of staying by tristan’s side for most of the afternoon, allowing her husband to lead conversation with the aid of her sweet smile and a nod when it seemed appropriate, but as it neared six o’clock, her husband had been dragged away from her for the purpose of a ‘ business conversation ’ and she had been left to her own devices. and to be frank, she hated it. it had now been twenty minutes without her husband by her side, and just as she were about to go and attempt to find him, she found herself almost running into an old friend --- lucius malfoy ( @peacvck ). a conversation she knew she could not avoid. with a small smile placed delicately across her lips, she swapped her empty glass for a fresh one, free hand placed on the mans arm as a way of greeting.   ❛  lucius --- hi. how has the evening been treating you so far ?  ❜

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[ 8:13pm ] KIERA → @queenofquills: I like shiny stuff tho if that’s an emotion

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                              INTRODUCING KIERA FAWLEY → 2018 muggle edition

rich. entitled. clinically depressed.

i was gunna make this eloquent like andie’s and ariel’s but i’m Tired and i’m super late to the party so instead you’re gunna get this shit show

a lot of what she is in the normal verse is the same here, just this time put it in the rich, aristocratic society of london and you’ve got ya girl.

kiera was simply... born into money. her father was the marketing director of a well known building company in london, leaving her mother to stay at home and raise kiera and her sister with a strict hand

similar to the normal verse, kiera’s mother often taught the girls about the importance of using their body, because it was her belief that a woman’s sexuality was what got her far in life. if her daughters would marry another wealthy aristocrat, then her job was done

same same again in that when kiera was sixteen, she fell in love with a woman, it went to shit and the girl broke her heart, basically. this time, however, she met tristan at a similar time, they went to high school together and became best friends after she broke up with this girl. tristan was the only person she trusted and she told him everything abt being gay and hiding it from her family etc. and he basically told her he still loved her and like hEY what if i be ur beard!!

it was p good bc tristan was similarly from a wealthy family, ‘fawley finances’, and kiera’s mother had already been pushing for them to date every time tristan came over so a year after they graduated from hs, they ‘got together’ and three years later, when they were 22, they got married (young, ik)

backtracking a bit, growing up kiera was the same sort of entitled, excitable, manipulative girl that she was in the normal verse, however when she was 16, a month before she met her gf, [ RAPE TW: one of her fathers coworkers raped her in her own bedroom during one of her parents’ many parties for the aristocrats. END RAPE TW ] after this, kiera lost her edge, she became scared and pulled away from everyone in her life for pure fear of putting herself out there again and getting abused in the same way. she’s still quiet, especially among her parents and their friends, blah blah blah you know how it goes

she doesn’t work now bc tristan is bring in them BUCKS so she really doesn’t need to

MODERN CHANGES

she’s been a lot more experimental with hooking up with woman than in the normal verse but she is still far too terrified to come out to anyone so always ensures that these girls keep it quiet. it’s fun, though, and keeps her somewhat sane.

tristan and her do a lot of travel, they’ve been all around europe and some of north america and are looking at going to the pacific next. it means her instagram is fLEEKY, she’s known to do series of pics, like three in a row, and if it’s not her cute travel pics it’s pretty parties she’s thrown or photoshoots taken by tristan (like tho getting ready pics up top)

she also uses snapchat, very occasionally and she always looks STUNNING but it’s there, she has fun

goes out to brunch with her wealthy ‘friends’/fellow housewives a lot lmfao

idk man she’s a lot the same tbh

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