#threads: celia.

[lvciddreamt]

@caeruleums

continued.

“‘student debt is a bitch’?” celia repeated indignantly. “you couldn’t just get a job instead of agreeing to a sick game all to help that asshole get his dick wet?” she made a disgusted noise in the back of her throat, stepping back from hartford as if being too close to her was unbearable all of a sudden. “i wasn’t banking on forever, but i didn’t think you were such a conniving bitch.”

[cowpokezuko]

Wait so if Celia is canonically from the archivesverse, does that mean there's a Lynne Hammond walking around living a normal ass life as a therapist? Is there gonna be a clone face off or something? Like there's already a case about a double having to take over the life of him from another universe, it wouldn't be a huge stretch. Or are Lynne and Celia far enough apart that they can coexist in the same universe.

[celia-baker]

open starter for @aurorabaystarter

where: outside of driftwood when: midmorning

different hues of purple and blues had settled onto her eyes, a light rim of red tying it all together. her face appeared gaunt. her fingernails short and uneven due to them becoming brittle. it was obvious the nights of partying, drinking, and smoking had played havoc on her body. but she wouldn't admit it. she was having too much fun: it was freeing not caring how or where the night ended. every night spent like that illustrated a clear picture of why so many people got caught up in that lifestyle for her. however, the side effects could have been done without.

curled fingers held onto her coffee cup, the steam wrapping around her face as she stood outside of the cafe. when another person came into view, celia mustered up the best hungover smile she could have at that moment. "hey." her voice slightly horse from fighting the volume of the music the past night. "getting coffee too?"

[marigoldbaker]

playing a draconic sorcerer talking to gale twirling my hair like babygirl you are sooooooo. Insufferable.

[persephonyed]

closed starter 2/2 for the love of my life @caeruleums. ♥

she'd managed to avoid the woman at all costs, knowing her sanity was on the line whenever they crossed paths. not to mention her job. but when one of the women planned a group trip, and production forced them to share a room, celia wasn't quite sure how she'd manage to maintain her composure for the trip's entirety. which she assumed was precisely what the big wigs hoped for. "are we going to be able to manifest civility this time, or should i plan on one of us not making it out of here alive? just so i can text my husband a goodbye — i can't believe you'd fight fair."

[mackmontgomery]

closed for: @celia-baker

where: aurora bay market place

"I need to get a gift for my boss," Mack announces as they round on the first row of stalls looking to sell anyone anything under the guise of it being the 'ideal gift'. Some of them might have been, but he has no idea where to start with what would be the ideal gift for Aeris Flores, "How the fuck do you buy for bosses?"

[soulcheri]

"So, is this what I have to look forward to? Paying my compliments to the chef if I wanna get in touch with my boyfriend?" Max had been putting in long hours at the hotel and bar's restaurant. While she's been dancing nonstop at The House after Killian hired her a few weeks ago. It was all part of a collective inside job they were working on to wipe their debts clean so they could finally start over and live a life together free of crime. But at this rate, it felt like they were never going to get out of the shit pile they created. "It's getting a little lonely at home. Fat daddy has had to service me three times this week." Fat daddy being the name she'd given her bright pink vibrator.

@hallowcked for max dimera

[officerfox]

WHERE: Bucky's Diner WHO: Celia (@callofthxvoid)

Fox leaned against the counter leaning his face against his fist, "Least the place smells better than the library...wait your husband works there, my bad," he mumbled shaking his head. "Seriously though is he ok? Last I saw him he was mumbling something about Alexandria? Whose that?"

[hidden-storybrooke]

@secrets-in-hospital

location: Morningstar Loft

"So I was thinking that maybe we should do Christmas here. I know that Joelle, has a huge family but you know that I can make it possible to extend this place and fit anyone and besides we are on top of a club so we could always do it down there as well." Lucifer stated, looking over at his wife for a moment. "What do you say, love?"

[cricketcampbell]

for: @celia-baker

where: ocean crest rooftop, nov 15th

"I swear to God, if you tell me you made this dress in less than two weeks..."

Cricket couldn't stand to look at her then, but she was also incapable of looking away, her head shaking in disbelief as she reached for Celia's hand and took a step back to take all of her in.

"You're so not allowed to be more talented at things than the birthday girl! That's just, like, such bad decorum, Cece. Like I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you and this masterpiece to leave. Please don't let anyone see you on the way out, you've already embarrassed me enough."

[lxvenderhxzehv]

Where: Bucky's Diner Who: Teddy and Celia (@callofthxvoid)

Teddy sat at his normal booth at the Diner. He didn't know what to think. His head hurt his brain was spinning. When did life get so complicated. He knew he had gaps in his memory, he knew now that Kirby was apart of those memories. They were more than friends, what was he supposed to do with that knowledge. Instead of going to the bar, finding someone else to block out his confusion. He went to the diner, for a coffee and some pie with Celia. "I feel like I'm in a fucking...life time movie or something. Nothing make sense Celia...."

[astridlius]

closed: @celia-baker

location: sharky's monster mash

"Sexy pin cushion!"

Astrid turned from her place at the bar and raised a hand to wave Celia over. "Look at you! God, you look awesome, dude. You made this, right? Jesus, that must've taken you weeks."

[leomlarson]

closed: @celia-baker

location: sharky's monster mash

"Celia, oh thank Christ, I've been looking everywhere for you," Leo said hurriedly as he approached his friend, eyes wide with panic and already starting to shrug the giant golden wings off of his shoulders.

"Okay, code red, my feathers are falling off. It's my fault, I keep hitting people with them by accident, but can we, like, do anything about this? Can you work some kind of magic here? Please, I'm desperate. I'll buy you a drink after."

[justcallmecal]

WHERE: Outside Library WHO: Celia (@callofthxvoid)

When Lia mentioned having a stall, Cal had immediately offered to take Juniper off her hands. Whether he realized Lia seemed to agree because it got him out of the library was anybody's guess. Walking out of the library holding her in his arms, feeling ok about leaving the others in charge.

Spotting Celia and Felipe he felt a grin form as he walked up to their booth. "Hey you two- Junebug no," he stopped mid sentence, taking her hand off his glasses, letting her instead play with bracelet on his wrist. Glancing back at them he grinned, "So how's the art business treating you, better or worse than running a diner?"

[thirtecnth]

@callofthxvoid / closed starter / celia ortega setting: near bucky's diner

Jacob had been on his way home when he had noticed something on the sidewalk... A scarf? A blanket? He picked it up and immediately, recognition flooded his memory. This scarf had definitely belonged to Celia. Well, he had almost been to Bucky's Diner anyway.

He entered, letting out a breath at the immediate warmth as his eyes searched about for his old friend. "Celia! I think you might be missing something," he said, gently handing it back to her. "This is yours, isn't it? If my memory serves me correctly."

[aamusedly]

@tempesttragedy / Celia .

Devil was recovering well, but he was getting antsy. The question of 'what now' was beginning to shift away from 'get better.'

He'd become quieter, isolated. And it was just as isolated that Celia found him outside, scratching at the beginnings of a beard with his other hand occupied.

Between two fingers was a lit cigarette. In the rest was a photograph he'd shown her before, one of a mutt of a dog sitting on a couch. Beauregard, Devil had called him.

"...I wonder if they took him," he murmured. He'd heard Celia coming. His tail twitched.