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Mrs Stella Marie Asher Evans Sister Mother Significant Other Proving one person wrong at a time while taking over the world with my wine soaked honey-bunny. When you find your person, don't ever let go.

[filmchrist]

[stillabeautyqueen]

xoxomr-evans:

Okay, okay, shhh. You are going to your place and I don’t think you really wanna go there because you know how things get when one of us overreacts and I am the definition of slippery slope, my dear. We cannot start a vicious cycle in our own home. That’s so not us.

Oh, I know, honey. I know. No one, present company excluded, could love our kids more. But these things happen, you know? It’s just, a uh… A phase. They all have to go through the phase. I mean, this is good, right? Normal teenage things… That’s what we wanted, isn’t it?

But I- I-- What if- What if I want to go to my place and- and-- Ican’tevendothisrightandhehatesmewhywouldhedothisand-- Blaaaaaaaaake. It- It’s not? Oh no, no it’s not. We’re not like this. I’m not like this and if- if we’re both hysterical then how will we ever get anything done ever again? Who- Who is going to f-feed Kitty Dior the Second?

They- They do? It is? It-- [sniffles] I- I don’t remember quite wanting this. I don’t think this was a thing that I wanted. And- And I can sulk all I want and he won’t he even care, Blake. He- He’s become... He’s literally-- How could my own tiny child ever-- [gentle wails] Do- Do you know who has always wanted to be an Evans? Lucy. We should just steal Lucy.

[xoxomr-evans-blog]

O-Oh my gods, Stella, what happened in here? What? I can’t! You know we can’t do that after the Incident of ‘35! You know how Priya loves us. I would never betray her like that after the Incident of ‘35, we can’t lost that kind of trust again. Now- Now calm down for a second, will you? Everything will be okay. Er, at least we still have Angel, right? … Right?

[stillabeautyqueen]

What happened? What happened? You! You of all people should know what happened, Blakeford. The last nineteen years of my life happened. Talk about losing things because they are long gone, buried under a heap of betrayal which has, incidentally, been set on fire! Uh, fine. Fine don’t call. Calm down? Calm down. I’ll calm down when big shoulder pads make a comeback in the Asher line which, BTW, will be never. Oh sure, sure, sure we do now. Now but what about tomorrow? This is a slippery slope and everything- everything is slipping and I-- I didn’t even want to have kids! I don’t even like kids!

[small, soft sobbing noise] But that’s a lie because I wanted and love our ki-i-i-i-i-ids.

[stillabeautyqueen]

Where are they? Where, where, where are they?

Seriously. Seriously with the not being able to find anything ever. If I can’t find the photo albums then how am I ever going to be able to verify the memories I have of having a son who loved me? I won’t. Because he doesn’t. Come here, Kitty Dior the Second. You are the only one who has not disappointed me. 

Blake! Blake, call our lawyer! We’re leaving everything to the cat!

[stillabeautyqueen]

He’s probably doing drugs too. He’s probably on drugs right now. He’s probably talking about how super chill and zen he feels because of all those drugs. There are probably multiple illegitimate love babies out there that belong to him. 

Isabel warned me about teen rebellion. Should have listened. Should have read those books. Should have read the pamphlets.

Never leaving this room again.

[stillabeautyqueen]

Jacob had run away from the camp, attempting to get some clarity in the world out on his own.

My son. My own son. My own tiny child. How could he? How could he do this to me? No note. No text. What is with these Evans men and not texting? Seriously. Anyone could be kidnapped by Cannibals right now when there’s no text saying otherwise. Where did I go wrong?

He hates me. He’s always hated me...

It was that one Russian nanny, wasn’t it? I was only gone for one week. One Fashion Week in Milan. This is punishment for Milan. This is punishment for putting Elie Saab over my own tiny child.

I am never speaking to anyone ever again.

[celebrityhairfan]

[simplykatebeckinsale]

[dailyactress]

Kate Beckinsale  attends the 72nd Annual Golden Globe Awards

[spiringempress]

[princess-charlie-lotte]

Oh my gods. Is that a scuff mark?

[petersmason]

[speaking in between making out] Exactly, exactly. It’ll be great, who doesn’t love Thanksgiving? I can help with whatever you guys need, and try to avoid getting murdered by Jacob. [bumping into a desk] You know, you’re a really good kisser.

[princess-charlie-lotte]

Everyone. Everyone loves Thanksgiving. Well, like not every— But mostly… Mhm that be good. I’d really like it if you weren’t brutally murdered by my brother. [slight smiles] I know. But you’re not so bad yoursel—

[stillabeautyqueen]

[murderous knocks on the door followed by shouting] Charlotte! You have fifteen minutes before you pass the fashionably late line. Wear something nice and if you see your father tell him I'm going to kill him, bring him back to life and then kill him again.

Time is money Charlotte Isabel, come on! [sassy storms away on her war path]

[jacobtrashprince-blog]

I don't know what to do.

[jacobtrashprince-blog]

Mother! No, nope, of course not. No complaining here. And if I were complaining, it’s still Dad’s fault, so. I’m just saying.

People friendly smile, right. Mom, the cat thing worked when I was twelve, please stop using it.

[stillabeautyqueen]

Are you sure? I-- Well, yes. You're right. It is your father's fault. Your grandparents are in a hotel right now and I'm traipsing through mud in these shoes and have you any idea how difficult it is to make this place look up my standards? Because of your father.

... Good. I'm glad. Kitty Dior the Second doesn't take up too much room. There's still time. It's still valid. But okay, fine. Your smile is looking especially people friendly.

[xoxomr-evans-blog]

Many apologies to...

[xoxomr-evans-blog]

Stella, mia bella, you still love me, right?

[stillabeautyqueen]

... It's debatable. And shut up, I'm not talking to you. I'm mad at you.

[jacobtrashprince-blog]

I don't know what to do.

This is one of the most embarrassing things my dad has done and he still had the time and effort to somehow hide all of my work from me again. The only bright side is that I don’t have to go to any galas. Oh, gods.

[jacobtrashprince-blog]

[stillabeautyqueen]

Trickle! Those decorations have to trickle down! Gods damn it, am I the only one who--

Jacob! I hope, I so very hope that is not complaining I'm hearing out your mouth and that you're also going to wear your people friendly smile today or I'm going to have to disown you. Get another cat. Just saying.

[xoxomr-evans-blog]

Many apologies to...

… Well. Literally everyone, I guess. But let’s all look on the bright side, alright? This is super fun, isn’t it? Yaaaay, Thanksgiving dinner at camp! … Anyone?

[stillabeautyqueen]

[stillabeautyqueen]

Typical.

[poisonmisty-blog]

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