so you LOCK them up , throw away the key . there’s one on every family tree . break their spirits so they OBEY – now they’ll do anything you say .
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so you LOCK them up , throw away the key . there’s one on every family tree . break their spirits so they OBEY – now they’ll do anything you say .
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I suck at apologies, so… unfuck you, or whatever.
she had heard it all -- the fears , the insecurities && within that moment did she FEEL her heart crumble ; so prideful , so willfully ignorant to qualms of her daughters , so immersed within her own thoughts && concerns . lips purse as frame leans against door frame , watching intently as youngest daughter begins ascension of the stairs . how FOOLISH perhaps she had been , to be so sure that all was well , hand flutters to her chest , a moment of silence as child passes with hushed bid of goodnight . ‘ a moment , anastasia . ’ / @nghtngales
ship with me u cowards
Cate Blanchett in Cinderella (2015) Dir: Kenneth Branagh
“you are perfect.” - from cruella
oh , she KNOWS ! arrogance && narcissism go hand in hand , && evelyn tremaine is no stranger to such . a pause , however , && she presses knuckles lightly to her cheek , as though hiding a blush – cheeks are still alabaster , she is not flattered by that which she already knows , though one must always play the part , of course . ‘ my dear , you are too kind ! ‘
three word starters / accepting
“don’t you dare.” rose, obv
now , she doesn’t like being told what to do ; she never has , && least of all by one she hardly knows ! it was unthinkable ! lips purse , gaze narrowing && she leans forwards just enough to close the distance between herself && the womans desk . it takes her a moment , a simple moment of inaction , where a slender hand lifts , deliberate in her movements && she oh so gently, nudges a tea cup to the very edge of the desk , gaze flickering up to the womans face with a single brow lofted . ‘ i beg your pardon ? ‘ the tea cup is unceremoniously pushed from the desk to smash upon the floor , && only then does evelyn lean herself back within taken chair , smugness writ so clearly across those sharp features . ‘ whoops . ‘
three word starters / accepting
“i’m not drunk.”
she FINISHES her drink in one move ; grin curving jawline && she’s leaning forwards with chin in her hands — amusement so heavy upon her features , a blurriness within her gaze , a tell-tale sign that perhaps she isn’t as in control of herself as she would like to make out she is . ‘ a lie ! ‘ single finger points at the other woman over the rim of now empty glass . ‘ come , another one . ‘
three word starters / accepting
“i’m not mad.”
‘ well , i should hardly think so ! ‘ indignant ; hand to her collarbone as though the INNOCENT one – of course , doubtful . azure hues focus upon the other , judgement within sharp features && for a moment is she simply silent ; watching , waiting seemingly . until , finally , a quirk of rouged lips . ‘ i am , however , mad && DISAPPOINTED . ‘
three word starters / accepting
three word starters pt. 2
“don’t you dare.”
“look at me.”
“just forget it.”
“i’m not mad.”
“you’re being mean.”
“what a mess.”
“you are perfect.”
“jesus fucking christ.”
“you’ll be okay.”
“take a seat.”
“don’t let go.”
“oh my god.”
“you’re the worst.”
“you’re my favorite.”
“i ruined everything.”
“you ruined everything.”
“just trust me.”
“i’m not drunk.”
“i feel lost.”
“i’m so alone.”
“you’re not alone.”
“hold onto me.”
“just come here.”
“stay the night.”
“please just go.”
“please don’t go.”
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it was EXILE , spoken in pretty little words -- yet exile all the same . escorted from the kingdom , BANISHED !! oh , how she hated so vehemently in this moment , cast out like some dog to trudge her way through the rain ; svelte frame sags against a door beneath awning , nimble digits running through auburn locks as they sprung free from confines of pins && clasps , sticking to alabaster cheeks as the rain continues angular assault . a stamp of heeled foot leaves her with only further soaking of hem , && that is simply TOO MUCH for her , turning to bang palm of her hand down upon the door behind her . ‘ HELLO ? ‘ / @battleincarnate
ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly
ship with me u cowards
so you LOCK them up , throw away the key . there’s one on every family tree . break their spirits so they OBEY – now they’ll do anything you say .
promo cred .
withoutapprcval replied to your post: ship with me u cowards
driz vc: mom ur like sixty stop it
dear , you’re only as old as the person you’re feeling up
ship with me u cowards