#writing: claudia daviau

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“ have you ever considered running away ?” minny at cloud daviau.

@moonsaints

As nice as running away sounds -- it isn’t realistic.

There are things to do now. A government to stop, people to bring down. You can’t just run away from your problems to be with a woman. Though this woman may be the woman of your dreams, the woman you’ve been wanting and waiting for since you’ve decided on the idea of a partner, you know that there are things about Minny that make her not right for you. The fact that she wants you to run away, for instance, and wants you to quit, is one of them. 

“I get that you say that I’m just one person, that you say that no matter how invincible I am, that this will kill me in the end – but the thing is, I’m doing what I love, and I’m helping. I’m really helping, Min,” you admit to her, hand in hers, rubbing the back with your thumb as you look at her with big sad eyes, knowing this could be the end, that she could make a big scene because she wants this all to end due to your choosing this life instead of her. 

“In another life, I’d run away with you, sure -- but it’s not realistic until I get Marta back. And even then, I have to stop them from ripping other families apart, I have to stop them from hurting people.” Your shoulders shrug, and you’re surprised when Min doesn’t pull her hands away from you. 

Instead, she looks at you, nods and sighs. “Do you want to come inside?” 

And though you know the night may end in an argument, you follow her when she walks up the stairs to her home. And when she kisses you, you kiss her in return, enjoying the attention you receive from your wife.

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❛ how did you get this scar? ❜ (jax/claudia)

mentions past abuse but under a cut just in case / sibling death

Her index finger traces down the side of her lip, to where her scar ends and begins, and then she looks at him with a smile. It's one that doesn’t quite reach the eyes, because it’s not happy, but she wants to pretend to be happy because she doesn’t want to make things different between them. She doesn't want him to treat her like she's fragile when she's far from breakable.  

“Oh, you know how it is with mothers sometimes?” Her smile turns into a grimace as her stomach churns. “It’s a reminder that I won’t let anyone treat me wrong ever again. No one.” She hums to herself after that, thinking. Thinking about Susana and how she's not much different from Delphine. "Weird how some of my wounds heal and some don't." Real weird. But she doesn't say. Just hums. He watches, clearly knowing she needs space.

Her lips then twitch into a grin after she's thought it through, and the grin’s more genuine after that. Then something pops into her head. “The scar on my eyebrow, though," she picks up his fingers to touch it. "I got it from a playfight I had with my brother when we were younger – before he died. It’s a reminder that he’s always with me.” Even if he’s literally always with her - well, most of the time. His ghost isn’t always around, thankfully. He respects her privacy. But he's around a lot. But the scar, the scar is always there.

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Got tagged for the name meanings meme by the lovely @blissfulalchemist I’m only gonna do Cloud, with no pretty pics, because I’m on my phone at work . But I love to think about character names when I create so this is fun excuse for me to explain meanings.

Tagging: @gothamrains @bondgirl @fayelistic @thelittlestspider @oliverjacksons @stevienicksrps @blackreaches @gerrykecy and anyone who wants to do it!

What do your characters’ names mean?

Claudia Daviau

Original Works: The Palms

Fandom Things: M*rvel (The Devil You Knew)

Claudia’s name means “sick” and it has always bothered her because when she was a kid she was obsessed with name meanings. The thing is, I named her after “Claudia Qu.inta”, who was a Roman matron who saved herself from false accusations. I created her pretty young so like my brain latched onto the name after reading the name.

Daviau comes from “David” and is French like Claudia’s adoptive parents. I had actually asked my friend to come up with something French because we were writing sisters. So she chose it and it stuck. Pretty sure Cloud’s surname was Vladimir when I was like an edgy 17 year old though lol 🙈

Claudia Desjardins

Original Works: Time Against Time (An Au Palms)

Fandom things: M*rvel (Sweet Dreams) & DC (Paint It Black)

See above. Same character. Just a different version. One where she’s not raised by her adoptive parents and is raised by her cool af con-artist biological father. I love the surname Desjardins because her father’s surname is actually different. But Richie chose Desjardins because it means to “garden” and he wants his family to flourish. And flourish this version of Cloud does. (It used to be Blake but it sounded odd so I changed it.)

I’m laughing though because while Claudia Daviau hates her name meaning, Claudia Desjardins is like “That’s because I’m pretty fucking sick” In, of course, the cool slang way lmfao. and it’s like … okay sis. But yeah.

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“Want coffee?” mika and cloud

The art gallery owner looked at Mika, furrowing in her brows and biting her bottom lip. Did she want coffee? Her?

What a silly question to ask her. Cloud always wanted coffee. She breathed coffee, to be honest. It was one of the few things that kept her from losing her mind in Nowhere.  She knew that the federal agent knew this. So the fact that he was asking her if she wanted coffee, made her snort, in an effort to hold back a string of laughter. “Mika…darling, dear, dearest. Can you, uhm, please just bring the coffee to me next time? Because, obviously, there is never a moment where I’ll say no to coffee with you. Never, ever, a moment.”  She tapped his nose with her index finger, playfully.  Mika gave her a soft smile after she said that. One that made her stomach knot just a bit. “I’ll bring it. No problem. You like a lot of sugar, don’t you Ms Daviau?” he asked, causally, making her nod enthusiastically.  “I loooove it. Certainly, since, most women love a little sugar from time-to-time, from what I've known,” she expressed, smirking at him just a bit. “I could also bring it to you, Mr fbi guy.” A smile now, instead of the smirk.  “Either way I get time with you, so it doesn’t really matter.” Mika gave her a scout’s honor, and she just sighed, half in love with the nerd.  “You’re out to kill me, aren’t you?” she teased, looping her arm in his before she casually guided him to the town’s nearest café.

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“ you flat out just admitted you have feelings for me. “ fitz + cloud

Claudia froze, and then looked down at the ground and pushed a piece of stray hair behind her ear. She then cleared her throat and lifted her hands as though she was surrendering while on a mission, when really, she just did not want to talk about the fact that she’d drunkenly confessed her love to him last night.

Rarely ever was she the type to express her emotions like that, after all; even drunk. But she was pretty sure she'd seen her brother’s ghost sucked into a something she couldn't explain, and she had the need to try and keep people from leaving her. She did not want Fitz to leave her. If he left her again, she’d probably never get over it, and would hate him forever. But last night, even though she couldn’t remember all that she said, she did recall admitting her feelings and asking him to stay with her, instead of moving towns. 

“I did, yes - sue me,” she said with a light scoff, putting her hands down, before rubbing her elbow and looking away from him. “It won’t change anything though, right? You’re still leaving. You’re still going so far, far away. Nothing, and I mean nothing, I said could and will change that. So, like, it’s whatever.”

She huffed out a breath and some hair flew up with it. There was a possibility that he wouldn’t leave because he said he wouldn’t, but for all she knew, he might, and soon. And maybe, just maybe, these words she threw his way would keep him from staying because she habitually pushed people away. 

Why, oh why, did she push people away?

And why, exactly, didn’t she stop herself from doing so?

It wasn’t a mystery. If anything, it was a frustration, because she always made a habit of leading to her own self-destruction. 

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💞 ways my muse shows they love yours @gothamrains

claudia & lil

Love.

Goodness...

How strange is it to be in love and have someone love her in return. Cloud did not have this written in her rota at all at the start of the year, and expected to stay single by the end of her divorce, because she assumed she was no longer a catch now that she was in her thirties and full of secrets.

Lil had surprised her by falling fast and hard for her, no secrets between them because they both knew who the other was. So now Claudia had a soulmate and a love for life.

However, Claudia had no idea what to buy her wife for Valentine’s Day and assumed she would prefer a gift that would leave her feeling loved. Claudia had thought of several gifts, but then one gift in particular hit her, and she bought it.

And when she got home, she brought the wrapped box up to her wife of one year, and smiled. “For you. I’d prefer you open without Rory around,” she said, softly, watching as Lil’s eyebrow arched.

“Is it a sex toy?” she asked, before opening it. “Nope,” Claudia replied, watching as Lil got the knife kit out of the box and took out one knife to look at it.

“My way of showing I care about every side of you.” Claudia then nodded, and Lil nodded back at her. “I love you,” Claudia added.

“I love you, too,” Lil said.

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“You’re my family.” @outfromthesea​ | claudia & rosie 

tw: family drama. abandonment. bad mother. anxiety

Claudia was distraught. She felt abandoned by her family a majority of the time. Much like a lost little puppy, when she attended family functions she felt like she wasn’t wanted or loved. It was upsetting, really. To be pushed aside by the ones she loved. But the thing was, she never felt that way when it came to Rosie. She understood that Rosie loved her no matter what. And whenever she attended her mother’s parties - because she had to or she’d never live it down - she would seek out Rosie or Rosie would find her. 

Which is what had happened now.

She’d been feeling distraught and was on her way to the bathroom to take breather when she ran right into her sister. It was clear that Rosie could see the want to leave on her face, because she placed both hands on Claudia’s shoulders and calmly said, “Breathe.”

That instantly calmed Claudia down. Truth be told no one else was allowed to touch her without there being some form of consequence. Rosie’s touch was always welcomed though, and never received a push away. “Thank you,” was all Claudia could say as she looked at her sister in her beautiful pink ballgown. Rosie then took her hands off of her shoulders, wrapped her arm around her shoulder, and directed her to Claudia’s childhood room, where Claudia took a seat on her bed and shook rather violently from her discomfort of the few words she’d had with their mother prior to running into Rosie. “You know, sometimes I feel like I have no family, and it’s almost as if I don’t belong.” She looked down at her gloved hands and was surprised when her sister sat down next to her and took her hand. 

Rosie smiled softly at her and just as calmly as earlier said, “You’re my family,” and rested her head against Claudia’s shoulder. The shaking from earlier stopped as Claudia focused on her sister’s hand in hers. She was tempted to take off her gloves but was too stressed to do so. So she just let her sister comfort her while she wore them. 

“You and Amya are my only family.” She ignored Felix. But that was mainly because the two of them fought often. “I love you. Please, don’t make me go out there.” Now Claudia was the one with her head against her sister’s, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. “I feel so small.”

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“Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.” lil to claudia @gothamrains

Wine drunk, swaying to the beat of the music playing throughout the air, Claudia works on the meal that she was supposed to be making for her parents. They’re visiting later, and she’s so nervous about them coming over that she felt the need to drink of the stress she’d be under when they visited. Claudia had nothing against her father, but her mother made her nervous and uncomfortable. She had her reasons for those feelings, yet she’d never tell Lil because Lil would probably kill her mother if she said anything. 

Holding a silver bone, with a wooden spoon, Claudia stopped mixing her ingredients when Lil spoke. “Party pooper. You know my best meals are made when I’m tipsy.” Well, now, she’s not tipsy she’s drunk. Her worst meals happen then. “I’m thinking we cancel mama and papa’s visit. I say you finish making dinner and watch movies with Ror and Vi.” She nodded her head in a way that’s sloppy. “Thoughts?”

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“Don’t tempt me.” - Lil to Claudia @gothamrains​

Teasing her wife came rather easily to Claudia. Lil was clearly in love with her and she could basically knock her socks off without much effort at all. Just one mere hair flip and her wife was biting her lip or reaching out to touch her. There wasn’t any need for a shitload of makeup or glamorous dresses. No need for her usual Rita Hayworth-esque hairstyles. Lil thought she was attractive no matter what. And God, did Claudia love that about her. It made her feel wanted and like she could take on the world. The most powerful woman on the planet, and she thought SHE was gorgeous in just a tanktop and jeans. Wow. 

Bending over to put another one of Vi’s gifts under the Christmas tree, Claudia shook her ass just enough to make a point. “What do you mean tempt you?” she asked, standing straight again, before turning to face her wife. There’s a mischievous grin on her face when she looked at her and tried her hardest to make it look like she really isn’t guilty of anything. “Just putting gifts under the Christmas tree. No ulterior motive here...” She winked before she repeated her action from earlier. Only this time, Lil came behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist.

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💌 for a letter my muse would write to yours. @outfromthesea claudia x cleo

Ever wanted to devour your soul raw? Crick, crack, and crunch at what makes you you, just to taste what your personality might taste like to others. I do it all the time if you're wondering, and I assume I'd taste like a burnt chocolate cupcake smothered in waxy vanilla frosting -- you know, something that tastes sweet and also bitter?

I imagine your soul would taste similar to a chocolate-covered strawberry because you’re soft on the inside but just the right amount of tough on the outside. You are also sweet in a perfect way that I find hard to explain out loud or even in this letter. 

I know that love letters are silly and that this one might sound pretentious, but I admire you and everything you do. And I just wanted to say, that I think that our souls were meant to meet. Probably out of something as ridiculous as fate? Or maybe, just maybe, something scientific? 

Who knows? 

All I know is that I was meant to meet you, and I’m glad that I did. 

Your corazón,

Cloud

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Heads Up Seven Up

aka the last 7 lines you've written.

tagged by: @late-to-the-fandom (thank you! 👋🏽😎)

i mean this is a little more than 7 lines but whatever. also i have wips that aren't fandom related that i could tag but like i'm attempting to rework them so i haven't been writing much of them. and since you tagged me in a fandom work, i'm like...why not.

so have claudia daviau (original chara) x matt murdock (daredevil) in a daredevil fic thing i keep coming back to that i'm stuck on lol

“You’ve been gone for a while,” he replied. “How are you?” There’s something in his voice that sounds like he really cares, making Cloud’s throat prickle just a bit because she's confused about if he does due to how they left things off. Murdock is all she can think. Damn him. She’s not one to open up to people she’s dated and left. It’s..uh... complicated. Even when she's pretty sure her heart would still be in it if they asked. “I’m fine,” she lied, happy he couldn’t see her face because she was giving one of those pulled, half-assed smiles. But her heartbeat said otherwise, it was beating quickly and she was sweating like crazy. He could probably feel it – sense the heightening warmth of her skin. She used to find that whole human lie detector thing fun, but now, the idea was a total buzzkill.

tagging: @deathlessfable / @outfromthesea / @fayelistic / @thelittlestspider / @theaisstillhere / @multiverse-of-themind / @pretendsweetly @stevienicksrps and anyone else who wants to do it!

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❄️ for claudia and alex!!!!!! bc i stan

Title: A Partnership Who: Claudia Daviau (Reeves in this, I guess?) / Alex ReevesRating: PGNotes: This is like in an AU where they get married when they don’t know each other. Alex needed a wife to look good to public and Claudia was about to go to jail for killing a man (lol she be like that in this verse). They really don’t get along and Alex’s aro/ace ass just doesn’t seem into her. Claudia wants to make things work though so she’s gonna make her case. 

It was done as a favor. He scratched her back by making sure she didn’t go to jail for manslaughter, and she married him to make him look normal for the press. She got freedom, and he got an opportunity to move forward with his goals. At first, Claudia was fine with the arrangement. He seemed nice when they first spoke and like someone she could get along with. Attractive, so she she didn’t find it awful to pretend being his doting wife. But after living with him for around a week, she discovered that he wasn’t like any of the other men she had ever been with. He didn’t seem interested in her at all, and always moved away or pushed her away when she made advances toward him. She’d touch his arm in greeting and he’d jerk back, or he’d come home and she’d be friendly and hug him and he’d push her away. Then, when she wore something revealing and tried to flaunt it in order to see if that would work better at getting attention, he seemed unfazed. 

Like recently, she had worn a short sexy Santa Claus dress that hugged at all of her curves and had bent over to fix the magazines on the coffee table, hoping to see his eyes linger, but instead of getting a reaction from him he just told her to move out of the way because he was watching television and it was at the good part. It was frustrating to her. She was used to being seen as the beautiful woman that everyone wanted. She was used to eyes lingering on her and people hanging onto every single word that she said because she was easy on the eyes. She wasn’t used to being ignored or seen as unattractive. This was new to her and she didn’t like it at all and really didn’t know how to deal with it. She was the type of person who liked to be liked and admired. She ate up attention and craved it.  

It also didn’t help that the house she now lived in wasn’t a place she picked out. It was his place before she moved in and she didn’t really feel like her home. She had moved some of her stuff into it, but not everything, because there wasn’t enough room for her, even though she had taken his guest room as her room. She felt like she was intruding and that she was an uninvited guest. It didn’t feel like her place at all, and she wasn’t really sure how Alex would react if she said she wanted to redecorate a little. 

She wish it felt like a home, that way she wouldn’t be bothered by how lonely she felt. It was strange to live with someone and not know what they wanted and she had no idea how to ask, or if she should ask. But she wanted to bond with him somehow, and she thought Christmas dinner would be a great way to do that. 

So as he typed away on his laptop in the living room, she picked it up from his lap, and the placed a plate of ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, and green beans there. He gave her a puzzled look when she did that, and then he rubbed at the top of his nose with his fingers - possibly in frustration. Claudia thought he wasn’t going to tell her that he wasn’t hungry, but then he began to eat and she beamed at him. “It’s good, isn’t it?” she asked eagerly, wanting to hear him compliment her food, since part of the reason she ever cooked for anyone was so they could compliment it. 

“It is,” he said, but he didn’t say more than that. He kept quiet and chewed, and she watched him curiously.

She was waiting for him to say more, but when he didn’t, she spoke. “My nanny used to make us the same thing every year for Chrismukkah, so I basically started doing the same thing the older I got. I thought - well - that it would be pretty dumb to mess up a good thing, so I just kept with tradition.” Which was true. Her nanny Delphine was Jewish and celebrated different holidays from the Daviaus, but somehow she always made things work in both her and the family’s favor. 

His eyebrow raised, and he said, “Uh-huh,” but nothing else. He did keep his eyes on her when she spoke though, so she wasn’t offended by his short response. 

“But I did have something I wanted to talk to you about that doesn’t involve food.” She cut up her food as she spoke, but then looked up at him to make sure he was paying attention to what she was saying and hadn’t grabbed the laptop back. 

He was quiet for a moment, but then he replied with, “Go for it.” After speaking, he took another bite of his food. 

“I’m unhappy and wanted to know if I can do more for this senate race thing?” she asked, his eyebrow lifting as she spoke. “I’m highly intelligent and I feel like it’s such a waste for me to simply be used as an accessory in all of this. I want to do more and I want this to be a partnership.” He cleared his throat, but he surprisingly didn’t walk away. “I’m pretty sure you don’t like me because you avoid me like the plague, but I could still benefit you in all of this and it would make me much happier to be involved.” 

“Never said I didn’t like you,” he said quickly, sighing as though he prefered to keep his mouth shut. 

That statement made her smile a little, but not too much. “Well, I think we should speak more. We don’t have to have long-winded conversations, but when you asked me to get involved in all of this I expected to at the very least get along with you. I don’t have very many friends after the trial and the women in this neighborhood are awful.” She frowned. “I don’t think that’s asking for much, but if I have kiss you in public or hold your hand, I have to get to know you a little more because it’s uncomfortable for me.” 

Alex nodded his head, but didn’t say anything other than a simple, “Okay.” His expression made it seem like he was thinking things through, but he never said what, which caused her to furrow in her brows a little bit. “...But I do get busy.”“Which I understand, but five minutes of your day shouldn’t be an issue,” she said, her tone a little feistier than before. “I want this to work, but it won’t if you put no effort into it and expect me to just walk around as a trophy wife. I am and will always be better and more than that.” She finally took a bite of her food and then swallowed, standing up to pour herself some wine. “Anyways, merry Christmas...enjoy the food. I’m going to go and eat while watching television, and then I’m going to bed.”

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🌙💥 for the ask game! xx

using some of my oc fandom bbs. thanks for sending ash 🙌💕

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

sidney ahmed - in her m*rvel verse - her greatest wish is to stop ghost writing adventure novels and to go on an actual adventure. she's read and written enough about traveling and meeting new people, and now she needs to do that or she feels like she’ll lose her chance. she's waiting for life to give her the opportunity to use her knowledge for something useful. but who knows if and when that will happen. i mean, it will, because she is willing to go far for it and she is the type to take chances in her area. she just wants more, you know? but when she gets it she’ll a bit in over her head.

claudia daviau - in both her m*rvel & dc verses - claudia's greatest wish, other than for her children to be safe, is just to finally fucking rest. She's always on the move. Always looking for a chance to get some revenge for her past. But, in general, when she gets that revenge, she's dissatisfied because she misses the rush from having purpose, and may have just been addicted to the concept of getting revenge in the first place. This goes for anything I write her in. It's like a continued pattern for her. But the thing is, I let her get that revenge because even though her greatest wish is to rest, it's also to make sure people don't get hurt, and if she has to hurt others to make sure other people don't get hurt, she'll do it. end of, she says she’s not gonna just sit. and to be honest, that’s why delphine gets her to do the wildest stuff for her in her assassin verses. but yeah, her dream is just to keep traveling, take a few naps, or to live somewhere where she can study and showcase art because she loves art and is passionate about it. loves it to bits and can go and on and on about it. cloud’s fairly simple at barebones. she’d just get bored with the resting so she’d bury herself in art or would find trouble herself 🤷🏾‍♀️

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

ophelia knight - dc verses - oh god, ophelia's biggest flaw is that she wears all of her emotions on her face. which is, uh, really bad, when you consider the fact that she lives in gotham city and keeping your cards to yourself is the best way to play your way through the city. but the thing with fee is, like, she doesn't necessarily play to win. she plays to survive and just to observe. she's a journalist because she's curious. so, too, i guess you could say she has trouble dealing with empathy, because sometimes she isn't empathetic to people's problems. but i kinda blame the whole 'living in gotham' thing.

layla alveres - dc verses - let’s just say that constanti.ne and lali are a resting bitchface duo. lali is awful at expressing herself period, because she knows that’s how people get you. she’s at ease with those she cares about and loves, and is incredibly smiley. and even with the resting bitch face, she does have feelings though and they’re not tuned to the bottom. but when she feels them on high, sometimes she makes a fool of herself and cannot hide it at all.

lunanera rosano - m*rvel - this is a new au but luna isn’t new. but in general, luna selling her soul to “the devil” is wild to me. like sometimes I’ll be like “who would their person be?” But with luna? I just feel like a ghost rider’s whole concept parallels her whole thing as a “maiden” in her main story and I just think that’s just a neat au idea. But anyways. I think Luna’s biggest emotional issue she has, is that she has trouble dealing with is the fact that she feels …not herself and doesn’t know how to respond to that. She’s not the type to use aggression as a response but like? She does still react with, I suppose, confusion, and that is not very helpful in the long run. Also she’s more villain leaning than not, but not for the reasons she’d believe.

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☩ for Claudia/Lil

@gothamrains (wives!)

Today’s one of those rare days where the kids are with Amya and Kris, and they’re given time to themselves. Claudia had told Kris and Amya the two of them were going out, but the truth of the matter was, Claudia and Lil are staying in bed all day. Claudia feels like they deserve it after the complicated week they’ve had and she wanted nothing more than a little time alone with her wife. 

The two of them decide to have breakfast in bed, thanks to doordash. And the two of them are enjoying eating their meal together, quietly, Claudia occasionally turning to look at Lil; and Lil occasionally turning to look at Claudia.

To be honest, Claudia’s in awe of how beautiful her wife is. How her blonde hair goes past her shoulders and she has light sprinkles of freckles across her nose and cheeks that remind her of the constellations and stars. Claudia also likes the light tan she has from their trips to the beach. 

“You’re staring,” Lil states to her, cooly, yet not annoyed. “It’s hard not to when you look so beautiful,” Claudia counters, grinning like a fool, the scar on her lip and the scar across her cheek more apparent because she’s not wearing makeup that covers most of it up. She touches the scar on her lip self-consciously, becoming more aware of it. 

Lil kisses the scar on her cheek and softly says, “No,” before she gives her a kiss on the lips where the scar on her lips is. Claudia finds herself turning a bright shade of red, unable to resist the fluttery feeling she gets from her wife’s affection and love. Though people say that Lil is too weird or incapable of love, her wife loves her and their children so very much and it makes her incredibly happy when she reminds her with affectionate gestures like these. “Beautiful, as always.” Lil then runs her index finger over the scar Claudia’s lip, and then along the scars on her cheek, and again kisses them, again. “I love you.”

The declaration of love would have scared her years ago, but now they’re so easy to spill out. “I love you, too.” And then Cloud smiles at her.

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“Any secret admirers?” - claudia x ari yeeeeeh buddy | @engeljjk​​

“Any secret admirers?” Ari asks, wiggling her brows. 

Claudia huffs out a breath as she hands around twelve envelopes to Ari. They’re all from admirers, both men and women, but they aren’t who she wants attention from, so the cards don’t knock the wind out of her or any of the other stuff they should be doing. It makes her angry that they don’t since usually having this many admirers means looking forward to several dates throughout the day. But this year, after meeting that dickhead Alex, she’s refusing to go on any because she refuses to believe that no one in their right mind - especially someone she wants - would refuse to be her Valentine. 

Alex is above all the lovey-dovey shit she reads about in books and magazines though. And he probably has a girlfriend to spend it with. So she shouldn’t expect anything for him, let alone a Valentine’s Day gift of any sorts. The thing is, she wants one and believes she deserves one after dealing with his emotional shit throughout the year. She also just likes the idea of spending the holiday with him specifically, even if it just means doing absolutely nothing together. It’s stupid, she’s aware. And it pisses her off that she’s so dead-set on Him and not someone who worships her and is willing to sweep her off her feet like the queen she is. 

The thing is, due to how stupid she feels, she confidentially states, “Tons, and I’m going to dinner with one name Isaac later. He’s very sweet. Kind of dumb, but sweet. I think I like him quite a lot and that you’d like him, too.” A lie. Isaac talks to her in  one of their English courses and he’s awfully boring. “What about you?” she asks. 

Ari feels the envelopes in her hands, laughs, and rummages through her purse, pulling out a wad of braille cards and dropping them on the bed, falling onto it because she had felt the edge against her legs. “A good amount. And puh-lease, you know I don’t like ANY of your boyfriends. None of them - and I mean, none of them - are worthy of your time.”  

Claudia laughs. “True,” and then sits on the bed, kissing her sister on the top of her head to show she cared. “Want to burn these?” 

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“ not like i’ve fantasized about you, or anything…" january x cloud

characters: claudia daviau, janaury isaacs. notes: dhjfhdskjf cloud's being a little shit. triggers: slight over the top adult flirting. for: @bondgal // @bondgirl

They’re at the bar in Hysteria Heights and it’s a pretty sleazy bar, so January doesn’t fit in with his soft doe-eyes and well-dressed attire. But, it should also be noted that Cloud doesn’t fit in, either.

In a gown that’s almost identical to Gilda’s from the Old Hollywood film ‘Gilda’, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Only difference is: no one questions why Cloud would be there because she looks exhausted, and she sits like she owns the place - arms spread out on the table, back straight - despite the fact that it’s pretty much one of the newer places she’s seen since arriving back at home. 

His words do make her choke on her vodka though. And she frowns as it goes down her throat after he pats her back. “If you have, I’m not going to lecture you. I’m very much an attractive adult woman, and I’m pretty sure you’re not the only guy in our friend group who has ‘fanaticized’ about me..." she responds matter-of-factly, before a thought pops into her head that she knows will make him squirm. 

“I mean, I’ve fantasized about you a few times…So, in a way, I guess that makes us even, yeah?” The journalist winks at him, before waving down the bartender to get her another drink.

And when Cloud turns to look at January, his tan skin is a bit red, and he looks like he’s been told some of the most embarrassing news he’s ever heard. Which, you know, only manages to make her smirk into her glass when the bartender hands her her new drink.