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Katya for “Plastik” magazine

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Somewhere in the other room Aragon heard the crash and immediately got a migraine

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’Cause it’s our show! And not yours.

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Trixie Mattel: Moving Parts (2019) dir. Nick Zeig-Owens

When I’m on stage, it’s my own thoughts and feelings and then Trixie’s sort of like the crash dummy. I can put it all on her and then let it all be a joke.

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hollstein HD promo pictures + hands

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“be the light in the dark of this danger”

* yes i know i have many fic requests in my inbox, and i promise i will get to them eventually. for now, here’s some angst because that’s what i am good at. enjoy. don’t forget to reblog and tell me what you like if you like <3 *

for most of the day, jane’s head has been pounding. she has frequent headaches, but they vary in pain level. she has taken medicine, and she’s currently drinking a cup of tea. she’s set the television to great british bake off on a low volume to try and distract her from the sharp pain behind her eyes. cathy, catherine, and anna have been in their respective rooms for a little bit getting ready for bed. kat and anne have been out shopping for a few hours because anne has discovered a new brand of makeup that she’s dying to try. eventually, the two return home as jane is about to drift off to sleep. her eyes flutter open as the hyper girls enter the house. “hey guys?” jane softly says.

“hi jane. how has your night been?” anne sincerely asks as she places her shopping bags on the counter.

“i actually have a killer headache,” she replies, rubbing her temples. “so i would greatly appreciate it if you two could keep it down. you can stay downstairs and do whatever but please please don’t be noisy.”

“we won’t!” kat assures her. jane gives her thanks and lies back down on the couch. kat and anne scurry into the kitchen and proceed to remove all the palettes and makeup brushes from the bags and spread them out on the counter. kat opens a highlighter palette and gasps. “annie! these are so sparkly oh my god!!” she swatches two of the shades on her arm and stares in awe. “you have to put some on me!!” she pleads.

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The Excutioner: *Swings at Anne and misses*

Anne: Strike one

Excutioner: That’s not how this works!

Excutioner: *Swings katana*

Anne: Strike two. One more and you’re out

Excutioner, under his breath: Fuck

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we STAN a well planned mean girls reference

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I know we still haven't seen her in costume, but Courtney Monsma as Howard

I need Curly!Howard in order to have rights

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Mama Parr Headcanons

- Says she's bad cop, but is actually the softest mum and will bend over as soon as she sees tears

- Never raises her voice when she's angry, but she seethes quietly and that low, gritted whisper is enough to make anyone fear for their life

- Documents everything. She doesn't believe that the baby books on the market are detailed enough so she makes her own, and she jots down daily findings and developments as if she was working on an experiment. Might look something like this:

03.13. Six months today. Sleeps through the night, ocassional 3am fussing. Still underweight, try rice cereal instead of veg.

03.14. Carrots and rice cereal. Didn't appreciate, try diff combo. Babbled "mama". Encourage more speaking.

03.15. Didn't care for green peas and rice cereal, prefers banana mash. Use as dessert leverage. Said 'mama' twice, eyes focused on me.

03.16. Finished pumpkin and rice, promising. Does open-close motions towards star stuffie, note to get multiples in case it becomes a security blanket.

03.17. Tried P & R again, finished bowl with banana mash, definitely a preference. Says ''mama" more often. Must introduce new words but that will do for now.

- Has a love/hate relationship with documenting milestones because on one hand she's so happy that she gets to witness them firsthand but on the other hand her girl is growing up way too fast for her own liking

- Big on manners. Will constantly be heard asking Mae "What do you say?" just to remind her to say please and thank you

- She knows she's doing a lot but she never feels as if she's doing enough, because this is her second chance and she could not allow herself to not do anything subpar for her kid

- Loves pinterest but hates that she gets sucked in so deep for so long. One minute she's searching up cute ideas for packed lunches and next thing she knows she's already made 7 private boards

- Doesn't post much about her kid on social media in fear that they might get hounded and overwhelm her but takes a lot, as in a lot, of photos and videos

I'm basing a lot of this on how i am with my own kid but if you've got any more feel free to send them my way x

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Jaye'j

Reblog if you agree

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Snake Bite:

A/N: this is based on @politics-notmything post

  Anne grimaced as she carefully touched her bruised skin, eyeing her reflection in the mirror of her vanity bitterly. Ugh she'd never be able to cover this up she wagered. It was far too massive, evidently Cathy had gotten a bit too possessive last night after their date. Her foundation just wasn't touching the bloody thing either, no matter how much she reapplied. She had been trying for what felt like ages now. With a heavy sigh of utter defeat, Anne just dropped her foundation on her vanity table and decided to forget it, who cares anyway. Why hide her body?

   But after slipping on a tank top and skirt, she remembered she wasn't the only one in this relationship, Cathy didn't want to tell the other queens just yet. She obviously didn't want to go against her girlfriend, so with another put upon sigh she returned to her vanity trying to come up with a reasonable solution to her problem. 

  "Maybe I could just wear a damn scarf or something?" She grumbled to herself as she touched the large mark, but then threw up her hands in utter exasperation. "Get real Anne it's like eighty degrees outside, no one will buy that rubbish." Throwing away the scarf in aggravation, she grabs a turtleneck sweater, that Jane had knitted her for her last birthday or something, off her hamper. She held the thick green garment against her body appraising it's effectiveness, but it would likely suffocate her before she could even make it two steps from her room. Reluctantly she threw the sweater away and made her way to her closet. 

Too busy throwing clothes she deemed unsatisfactory, so she completely missed her bedroom door creaking open after a soft knock. Jane peeked inside with a motherly smile, having heard Anne's distress from across the hall.

   "Can't find anything to wear love?" She asked kindly making Anne jump hitting her head on the closet door. 

   "Shit! Ow!" She exclaimed sharply as she rubbed her head and Jane rushed further into the room.

   "Oh Anne I didn't mean to startle you-" she apologized frantically and Anne quickly slapped her hand against her bruised flesh, forcing a smile as she awkwardly leaned against the doorway to her closet. 

  "Psssh whaaat no I'm fine, just chilling...uh by my closet...what not. You know how it is...heh.." she rambled awkwardly as she smiled wide at Jane wishing for a distraction of some kind. Jane frowned suspiciously at Anne's peculiar behavior as she approached the young woman. Anne felt like the room was getting hot, like burning hot the closer Jane came. 

  "You sure Anne? You hit your head fairly hard." Jane reasons reaching out to touch her head. The instant her soft hand found the bump on her head Anne winced, her hands flinging up to soothe the pain. 

  "Ow shit Jane, that bloody hurts!" She exclaimed pulling from her touch to rub her head. Jane's eyes had widened when she looked down at Anne's neck, then she surged forward without warning tilting Anne's head to look at the offending mark Anne had been trying so hard to keep a secret. 

  "Is that a hickey?" She demanded, as Anne stepped backwards, her back hitting the wall as her brain struggled with coming up with a reasonable explanation for the large mark on her neck.

   "No...I got bitten by a snake…" Anne mentally facepalmed at her excuse, she just let the first thing she thought come tumbling from her mouth. Jane's eyes narrowed to slits as she crossed her arms and gave her something Anne could only describe as the mom look. 

  "That's a very big bite for a snake." She deadpans completely unamused. Anne fumbles with how to fix her mistake.

  "W-well it was a large snake...uh em...a mama snake!" she exclaimed frantically as she uses her hands to show just how big the "snake" was. Jane pinches the bridge of her nose turning away from the young woman in complete exacerbation at Anne's balant lying. When she finally opened her eyes, with the full intention of confronting Anne, her eyes narrow in on a blue garment sitting on Anne's bedside table one she knew couldn't belong to Anne.

  Just then Anne's already open door was knocked on before Cathy Parr herself strutted into the room.

   "Hey Annie I think I left my-" she trails off confused by Anne's wild gesturing and head shaking. Jane turned towards the sixth wife placing a hand on her hip. "Oh uh hi Jane. " Cathy waved nervously. 

   "Hello mama snake." Jane retorts dryly completely unimpressed. Cathy looks to Anne in confusion and she shakes her head.

  "Well the snakes out of the bag now!" She exclaimed, pointing to her neck with an amused look, making Cathy's face flush with embarrassment. 

  "Oh…" she muttered turning on her heel to escape listening to Jane's chuckles and Anne's giggles. However her embarrassment deepens upon seeing Anna, Kat, and Catherine out in the hallway, obviously having been listening in by their amused expressions. "You all...suck!" 

  "Maybe, but so do you. " Anna said winking.

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