#tearshe

[sanctamater]

tearshe replied to your post: me writing amelia with her Big Teenage Crush on...

mom why are you like this

i hate this bc amelia is the number one shipper of her and zachary. literally no one ships amelia/zach as much as amelia does. i’m over here in my anti amelia/zach club drinking tequila. 

[realitv]

tearshe replied to your post “i’m poppy is a child of media’s and no one can tell me otherwise. ”

lbr poppy is probably like the ( demi ? ) god conspiracy and propaganda

i can’t believe media’s lovechild with the god of law runs a fucking youtube account

[alderastars]

‘ can i hug you? ’

           She’s older, mature in a sense of noting a difference between the young child the bond had originally established and the woman who stood before her —————- oh, hell, SHE’S BEAUTIFUL. Remnants of a motherly responsibility spun around in vivid dancing circles, and it mirrored in her eyes, bright and blue pools of water —- a sea in which the beautiful copper coiled woman would happily drown in for her sake. It were moments in which the thick line separating just how close they were to be would be forgotten. ( she is not yours , however you both smile as if she is yours , and as if she were yours . ) You are the guardian who sought her freedom, who opened the window and silently offered a path to RUN. It’s a happy life you’ve offered her , perhaps it is why she loves you so dearly.           Gentle fingertips yearned to gently brush through raven locks, feel the tender brutality that rested inside that hummingbird’s heart. There’s tears welling up in her eyes, a beautiful smile wobbling at painted lips. In her eyes, there laid a sort of pride, something that made that lionheart pound deep and strong. She’d nodded, opening up arms to a home that the girl held the key to. “ —— I never thought I’d ever see you again. After what happened, what he did — “

[diemuttergans-blog]

tearshe replied to your post: quantcm replied to your post: ...

no one ever said she was a perfect mom :/

she is the worst mom but she means well

[diemuttergans-blog]

It had started as a WHISPER among the girls, something Brigid had been able to put out of her mind until one particularly vocal sister came to her, tugging on her coat to share the secret. ( "mama tenenbaum, there's a girl in the hidey-holes!" ) The safety of the girls had been the first concern, but the children assured her that whoever was lurking out of sight was not a splicer or an angel-- something they had never seen before.

Masha lead Brigid to the vent she had last heard the girl in, and now the woman stood outside it alone, uncertain what exactly she was expecting to find. At last, and with no better plan in mind, she lifted a hand and rapped her knuckles against the gilded surface.

@tearshe // starter call

[venusofrapturearchived]

* ( @tearshe liked for a starter ! )

“ Oh! Well, if it isn’t Sander Cohen’s newest pupil! What is it he’s calling you? His Songbird? ” Tight-lipped smile like bubblegum, with eyes that brew with some unnamed emotion ---- bitterness, jealousy? Jasmine dazzles so well that her negativity lurks under a guise of glamour, hidden but just under the surface. To blame the girl was unfair. Still, with that cheesecake grin, she barrels on, tilting a champagne flute, “ I haven’t yet got to hear that album he’s released with you. Congratulations, anyhow! ”