#queuetiful

[ramavoite]

"Anger is a funny thing. And it does funny things to us if we keep it inside. I encourage you to consider a question: Who benefits, my dear, when you force yourself to not feel angry?" She tilted her head and looked at me so hard I thought she could see right into my bones. She raised her eyebrows. "Clearly not you."

Kelly Barnhill, When Women Were Dragons

[officiallyglamourous]

Why are you the way that you are?

You mean FABULOUS?!

. . .

Years of trauma and no therapy.

[the-pale-goddess]

Snippet Sunday: Past, Present, Future

The subtle smidgeon of vulnerability cracking Beatrice’s voice is drowned by an amped shriek manifesting unabashed amusement. She leans forward and rests her chin on her palm with a flashy, intimidating smirk ready to cut Tiffany to pieces.

„But aren’t you scared that I’m here to mess with you? That I’m a—a backstabbing whore looking for ways to hurt my ex?”

The question, as loaded as a pair of unswerving steely eyes holding her at gunpoint and exposing her doubt, poses a real threat to Tiffany’s veneer of perfect composure. Valiantly, she returns the gaze, relying on her skills and the gritty determination to hide her little deceit.

Her lips cling to the glass again, imposing an ominous time out. With an effort, Tiffany’s scattered focus zooms in on the task; she quickly picks up on Beatrice’s nervousness and notices an impatient tap of her foot punctuated by rapid breaths, but these clues are not enough to build a clear-cut case. Can she trust her judgement tonight? Will the unmatched instinct of an excellent diagnostician she prides in help her now or bring her demise?  

„Well...” She muses while the final verdict regarding Doctor Solden’s true intentions is yet to be reached. „Are you a backstabbing whore?”

Beatrice lets out a hollow laugh, tossing her electric blonde curls to the side; her shoulders slump slightly as she adopts a shockingly defensive posture. A glimmer of genuine sincerity flashes in her eye, heart-rending and relaxing in tandem. The eerie pinch of familiarity suddenly nagging at Tiffany makes her mind churn. 

As though immediately aware of her unfiltered, alcohol-induced reaction, Miss Solden uncrosses her legs and smooths down her shirt with a nonchalant flip of her hair.  

„I like to think that I’m more refined than the badly written vindictive cunt people love to copy / paste in fiction.” 

[bilbobagginsbrainrotblog]

Hope - Lee Cataldi, “Race Against Time” 1998/Return of the King dr. Peter Jackson, 2003

[stars-a-n-d-scars]

Lily: *watches sirius stuff a whole packet of gummy bears in his mouth at once*

Lily: I pity your dentist

Sirius: jokes on you I don't have a dentist!

[killedgirl]

its 2021 and people still do queue tags. virgins.

[amintadress]

head canon that ty lee is one of those people to use that skin glitter (idk what its called there's probably a better word but who cares lol)

[cas-backwards-tie]

This is a Tumblr hug, pass it on to your ten favourite followers and mutuals! 💕💕💕

Aww, thank you so much, Cece! This made me smile and considering we’ve only just started to become good friends it really means a lot! 💖💕🙌🏻