#tatiana › 001.

[annyataylorjoy]

THIRTY-THREE years on the planet and ten since Tatiana's been in the modeling industry, but last week was the first time she'd entertained the idea that maybe, this career wasn't for her. What was she doing, anyways, managing nepo-baby talent, whose parents were wealthy enough to buy them a shiny new modeling contract with Flash, but never quite enough social capital to get them on the runways, like they wanted? All they did was complain and squack in her year about how they'd overslept and missed their casting for catalog, because god forbid they appeared on a Forever 21 billboard and not on January's issue of Vogue. " Cassie — Ali Strickoff did Forever 21, and Cora-Lee Ang — or wait, did she do Urban Outfitters— " It didn't matter. To Cassie, it was Chanel Resort or bust, and was she working for them or for her? Tati had to bite her neither, I fucking work for Flash Model Management and I can fire your bulimic little double-zero ass whenever I want, and placated with her usual noncommittal hums of agreement as she shuffled over to the 28th St, dreading the mess that waited for her in the Upper East Side. No doubt Cassie had let the lettuce and midnight Chinese takeout containers rot in her fridge, and it'd be up to Tati to clean it out. All while Cassie ranted, and she'd be left wondering how it was that an 18-year-old brat could live in a two-bedroom loft in the UES while she was left to rot in her little Murray Hill studio, amongst all the midtown trash. It was all a tragedy, really. She used to share a place with her ex, Caio, and together, their measly NYC salaries managed to pay for a sweet little one-bedroom in the Village — it did stink of sewage, and she'd find the occasional rat crawling through her trash, but she loved the place to pieces. There was so much energy and creativity and art, but she knew it was only a matter of time. They'd been on the rocks for ages; Caio had wanted a family, and Tati had, for the fifth time, regained her motivation to work, and make something out of those little seventeen-year-old brats. It took a weekend away in Paris for her to come back to a half-empty apartment and a goodbye note, and then another whole week to realize that he was serious about leaving her. That was three years ago, and she wondered now, if she'd taken up the offer to go back with him to Sao Paolo, she'd have a sweet little child now. She'd have a husband. She'd be a mother. The thought was enough to put a chill down her spine. Tati always considered herself a bohemian, what with her low-rise archival Gucci jeans and outlet Margiela tops. If she became pregnant, god forbid, goodbye everything she'd ever owned. Her secondhand Bellini couch would no doubt be replaced by some Ikea monstrosity, and her teakwood shelves would be strewn with flashy FisherPrice blocks and Made in China plastic crap. She'd seen too many women, even the coolest it-girls succumb to the monstrosity of motherhood, laughing away wet baby burps on their cashmere and milk-stained CDG tops. Dear god, the more Tati thought about it, the more she felt sick. The R shook with the shuffles of locals and tourists alike, the smells of Santal 33 wafting in with the tourists munching on street kebabs. It smelled like diapers and shit, mixed in with morning breath spittle, and she bolted up from her seat, clutching her purse as she pushed past, tumbling out of the train and over the first trash can she sees and vomits her lunch of Sweetgreen and espresso, burnt rubber and piss covering whatever disgusting odor emanated from her. She breathed out, standing up as she wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her coat, trying not to look at the tourists eyeing her like an alien with three heads and plopped down on the bench, pawing through her purse for the TicTacs she knew she kept for emergencies.

[mindgamcs]

The other woman's casual admittance of friends spun a web of wonders in Delphine's mind, with her thoughts turning to exactly who and what she had already heard of the so-called oracle's expertise. When another test passed from one woman to the other, Delphine responded carefully, "I suppose that depends on what one is after. Is the aim genuine aid, or merely the image of relief?" Though she presented herself as a fortune-teller, Delphine knew that this role — as well as any other guise she may take on — was, more accurately, one of theatre. "For the former, I've heard that the sweetness of honey assists in the healing process. But, for the latter... Well, they do say that, sometimes, the best medicine comes with a sting." Unspoken was a certain promise — a promise of her ability to catch flies with both honey and vinegar, as it were. "And in your professional opinion?"

Delphine had potential, or so she'd heard when she arrived, keeping her ears close to the ground to get the lay of the land, find out who was to be trusted, who was to be feared, and who needed to be squashed. "Peppermint oil, dear," she answered, returning to her bag and sifting through the vials until she pulled out a green one, uncapping it to smell the crisp freshness of the liquid, "I have friends who trade all across Europe. They gifted me a few peppermint seedlings to grow my own. It's perfect for skin irritation." She tossed the bottle to the other. "Tell me, do you know what to give those affected by burns to their wrists? Surely they'll want some relief after those tight ropes restrained their hands."

[tatiana-temnova]

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[makethangels]

       ❝ tatiana ! i’m so glad you’re here ! ❞ catherine rises to her feet, beaming as she goes to greet the younger woman. placing a polite kiss to each cheek, the english queen is still BEAMING when she pulls back. ❝ to what do i owe the pleasure ? did we have a meeting i’ve forgotten about ? ❞

@guvernantka​ // liked for a starter

[phantxmthreads]

“Yes, of course,” he says with a polite smile. “Please, come and sit down and then perhaps we might discuss what you had in mind.”

As Rigel spoke, he hurried to his feet and grabbed a spare stool from nearby, putting it down on the opposite side of his desk and returning to his own chair.

"When you say 'new wardrobe'," he began as he fished his notebook and a pen from the drawer. "How many pieces are you wanting? Because, of course, the more you want the longer they'll take, and also depending on the complexity of each individual piece. Then if you're after something a little durable and protective then that costs extra. But please be assured, madam, everything will be completed in good time and for that you have my personal guarantee. I've been in this job a long time, so I know what's what."

Tatiana often found herself wandering the many alleys of London aimlessly with a simple desire to escape the world of the Devils for a brief moment, curious to see where twists and turns would take her. Today, however, there was an intent on her steps. With the rain damping her clothes, she barely glanced at the few people passing by her as she strode to the store. It was something she would naturally delegate to someone else, but this was a very particular order, and she simply couldn't risk it.

Twitching fingers opened the door and she stood there briefly, until her presence was noticed. “Yes,” she answered, voice lazy and smokey from the lack of use. She hated speaking. “If you have the time? It's all last minute, you see. I apologize, but I really need some new clothes.”

[dcarhcarts]

@nikolacvnas liked for a lyric starter ! 

“Everyone here is a trophy. And I’m sipping bourbon - the future’s uncertain, the past on the pavement below me.”

[themadvigilantist]

anyway, i love this daytime spooky coloring

[lovehurried]

TAG DROP  •  Mary Poppins (3/4)

MARY POPPINS  &  mrs brill. MARY POPPINS  &  robertson ay. MARY POPPINS  &  clara corry. MARY POPPINS  &  tatiana antanasia  ‘ topsy ’  cositori topotrepolovsky. MARY POPPINS  &  marty mcfly.  ( heavytm ) MARY POPPINS  &  jennifer parker.  ( mysteryprone ) MARY POPPINS  &  sabrina spellman.  ( mysteryprone ) MARY POPPINS  &  paddington brown.  ( seizingdays ) MARY POPPINS  *  verse 000.  ( undetermined ) MARY POPPINS  *  verse 001.  ( pre canon ) MARY POPPINS  *  verse 002.  ( original ) MARY POPPINS  *  verse 003.  ( in between )

[eulcgizeme]

Monroe tossed the liquor over the wound, though confidence in his actions were waning. They were out of practice, as little of what they did to fix mistakes like these was more out of habit than necessity. The pain would linger, but they'd recover soon enough whether it was hours, days, months— but things always looked better, never worse.

He could feel her slipping away from him, but Monroe focused on what he needed to do. He looked to their supplies for needle and thread, knowing it wasn't the best solution, but it was all they had. He drove the needle into the mess of red until it no longer flooded over his fingers.

"Tati, wake up," He hissed, panic settling into his voice and no longer trying to offer her comfort. "Come on, wake up. You can't fall asleep. Tati!" @hclywars

she was exhausted and she felt sick to her stomach, but the exhaustion was winning in this battle for the best right now. it was fighting against monroe's voice, too, and her eyes keep drifting shut. tears still rolled down her cheeks and she couldn't breathe properly. everything hurt and she wanted to be okay. she leaned into his touch as he cupped her cheek and she turned her head to brush a kiss to his palm. tatiana took a deep breath and she whined, squirming a little against the pain.

he wants her to tell him about that night, but she couldn't. she opened her mouth to talk, but nothing was coming out. her head was swimming and she inhaled sharply and looked down right as he pulled the bullet out. her body deflated against the bed and she was so relieved, but she still couldn't talk. her throat was dry and she gasped when he pushed the blanket against the wound and she nodded her head over his words.

"'m thirsty," she rasped, but she couldn't drink anything until he got the wound closed up. her body was trembling and she'd lost so much blood. "i'm so cold," she whispered and her voice cracked. she was slipping in and out of consciousness and she reached out for monroe's hand. when he returned with the bottles from their mini-bar, she clasped her fingers around his and squeezed, "i'll be okay, my heart. i'll be okay..." she breathed and gave him a tired smile. | @eulcgizeme

[tatiana-yelchin-blog]

I—no, what? Don’t know what you’re on about; I didn’t trip.

I didn’t even want a cookie anyway.

I, obviously, knew that already.

What a beautiful drawing. A unicorn, righ—oh, of course it’s your turtle!

I—what? I’m not sad. Don’t be silly.

No, no—I’m good.

Yeah, it’s pretty awesome to have three abilities.

Come on, you can trust me.

I’m more than a weapon.

This place feels like home.

The pain goes away after a while. You just—I don’t know—forget.

No, I have no idea who ate the last pint of ice cream.

No, your version of that song is so much better than the original.

I’m good.

I mean—I wouldn’t call myself a monster.

I’ve always been lucky.

Doesn’t even hurt anymore.

I’m doing the right thing.

[annyataylorjoy]

LIFE had not brought Tatiana many friends. She liked to blame it on her shyness, but she knew that she had none of the giggly modesty of what men liked to call sweet — no, she was loud and crass when the whim moved her. It was no secret that all of her friends in her late 20's and 30's had been Caio's friends, and so by extension, hers, but as soon as that relationship unraveled, they had disappeared one-by-one, like in those cheesy end-of-movie montages where each character's corporeal form disintegrated away like a bad Aftereffects tool.

Her one friend, her one saving grace, had always been Lena. A half-Ukrainian, half-Norwegian goddess, who was every bit as perfect and bloodthirsty as her heritage implied. Lena was five-nine, bust 31, waist 25, hip 32, shoe size 9, and Clairol bleached her hair to the heavens. She looked like if a Lord of the Rings elf had an illegitimate child with an alien — beautiful, but always morosely so, as if she had something to prove.

Like Tati, Lena had no real friends on account of her taking her modeling too seriously; and after her modeling, her marriage and skincare business. Despite all the bells and whistles that came with being married to a Forbes 500 name, Lena was frugal, and like Tati again, she'd come from virtually nothing.

Lena had been a model at Flash, of course. A legendary one, at that, having walked in 51 shows one season, she was retired by the ripe old age of 24, when she married multi-millionaire tech mogul Michael Edelman, and promptly moved into a Central Park adjacent penthouse where she'd spent the summers.

And it was at her UWS apartment that Tati sat, picking at her nails on the bed. From Cassie's, she'd gone straight to Lena's, needing a palate cleanser from her monstrosity of a client. "Cassie left a pad thai in her fridge for 16 days. Sixteen days. Can you believe her?"

[rosteks-reaper-blog]

closed to @tatiana-yelchin

Vanko’s Books was special to Natalia. Being within its walls made her feel young again, made her feel untouchable. In a way, it brought her calm. She’d creep away to the back offices, close a door behind her and lock it, then sort through paperwork until her head throbbed. Then and only then would she pull out a book and immerse herself in its pages until her eyelids sagged, when sleep finally called for her.

This was a special place. One important to her.

And like all important things, it deserved to be shared.

The bell over the door rang. Natalia peeked around a shelf, saw Tatiana, and exhaled slowly. A calm settled over her. Where she might have slung a harsh accusation the girl’s way were she anyone else, there was only a gentle remark: “Zolotse, you’re late.”

[bemtevis]

gracetopher 001 !!!

I'm talking platonic or qp Gracetopher because I really don't see them romantically, but this could technically be read either way.

Ty for the ask!!:D

When I started shipping it if I did:

Since CC said that Grace was actually interested in his infodumping! He's one of the most interesting characters in TLH and she knows it <3

My thoughts:

They're lab partners and science besties!!! 6w5 x 5w6 dynamic, we love to see it

What makes me happy about them:

Christopher treats Grace with respect and care, Grace appreciates and makes him feel like he has a place. They treat each other like they wished they had been treated their entire lives and we love to see it.

What makes me sad about them:

Idk, I think they have more angst individually than as a duo, so nothing comes to mind.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

I don't think I've ever read Gracetopher fanfic akdjdjdj I'll accept anything but allosexual Christopher

Things I look for in fanfic:

See above!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Uh, no one I guess? I can only see them as qpp so that might be a part of it.

My happily ever after for them:

They would technically have a house, but they spend so much time at their lab that it's pretty much where they live now.

They would get married so they get the benefits and because they love spending time with each other.

They would have multiple pet lab rats and be renowed scientists!

Who is the big spoon/little spoon:

It was pretty hard for Grace to be touched at the beginning (fuck Tatiana) so they slept in different beds. After a while tho, she trusts him enough to hug him. She's usually the big spoon, but in really good days, she lets Christopher little spoon her.

Christopher was also a bit uncomfortable with touch at the beginning (my ADHD-having son) and it was basically the same for him!

What is their favorite non-sexual activity:

SCIENCE

LABORATORY

FEEDING MARIE CURIE THE RAT

SHIT GRACE YOU FORGOT TO FEED MARIE CURIE THE RAT

TRYING NEW EXPERIMENTS

HALF OF THEM END UP IN CABOOM

LAUGH ABOUT IT THEN TRY AGAIN

HOLD HANDS

[audrinahq]

AUDRINA CHOI from GLENDALE UNIVERSITY! the TWENTY FOUR year old JENNIE KIM lookalike is most known for being SELF ASSURED and GENEROUS. but they can also be ARROGANT and CALLOUS. the GENDERQUEER always reminds me of JUMPING FENCES TO GET AWAY, VODKA IN A WATERBOTTLE, AN OLD LEATHER JACKET TAKEN FROM YOUR MOM'S CLOSET. that’s probably why they currently have CANDY BY MGK on repeat. with THEM around, this school year is bound to be interesting.

♡     ───   basics

full name: audrina choi nicknake(s): audrey, rina age: twenty four birthday: january ninth sexual orientation: [redacted] relationship status: unknown, assumed single occupation: heiress, student, model

♡     ───   background

place of birth: seoul, south korea hometown: upper east side, manhattan, new york education: graduated from constance billard school for girls, currently attending glendale university

♡     ───   physical

faceclaim: jennie kim eye color: dark brown hair color: black height: 5′1 

♡     ───   relatives

biological parents: choi myung-dae (father) & choi chi-yon (mother) adoptive guardians: viktor trimme & anika kuhn siblings: none, only child pets: casper, an orange cat & bandit, a german shepherd

♡     ───   biography / personality

when it comes to audrina’s adoption and their parents, there is no scandal- much to the disapintment of new york city. instead of being raised in south korea, audrina’s birth parents made the decision to give them up for adoption. it was an open adoption and audrina grew up with their birth parents as close family friends and their guardians, viktor and anika. viktor and anika were unable to have biological children of their own and after adopting audrina, they started a foundation meant to help in the adoption process for parents struggling. 

it’s not as if audrina is hiding their sexuality. yhey just love having that part of their life hidden from the media and prying eyes. very careful not to be spotted, audrina has become the master at hiding their personal life from not only page 6 but gossip girl as well. it’s become a big speculation if they’re dating anyone at all and who is might be. anyone spotted with them is subject to the “are they dating” questions before it’s clear that whomever it is, is not audrina’s partner. 

audrina is the person you want with you when things get complicated. they have a knack for either talking their way out of anything and when words don’t work, money sure does. most of the time the reason someone is in trouble is audrina’s fault but they don’t leave a friend behind. they do, however, leave pawns behind. “pawns are meant to be sacrificed for the queen to win.” high school it was clear they thought themself the queen bee of constance billard. it seems in college that mentality hasn’t died away but no longer are they making it known they want to be on top. not as obvious, at least.

audrina is a very “love them and leave them” type of person. commitment is a nasty word when it comes to relationships. rumor has it their best friend has a reward for the first person to get them to say ‘i love you’. 

♡     ───   in character questionnaire 

Parents names and occupations? Are they still together? Still alive?

“which set of parents are you talking about? myung-dae and chi-yon are owners of a ramyeon shop in korea. viktor is a criminal defense attorney and anika is a plastic surgeon. they’re all still alive.”

Where did you grow up?

“in the upper east side. manhattan. fifth avenue, to be specific.” 

Relationship Status?

“wouldn’t you like to know? next question.”

What is your major?

“education. and no, i don’t want to be a teacher but i need a background in education so i can sit on school boards and reform the education system.”

Sexuality? 

“you won’t get that answer from me. stop trying.”

Do you have a job?

“what? being a student isn’t good enough? i do some modelling as a hobby. i don’t need to work.”

Do you dorm at school? Have an apartment?

“i live in the same apartment i always have. i lived in the dorms for freshman year- it was required, and then moved out the second i could. community living isn’t for me.”

Hobbies?

“aside from modeling, i like reading. i’m into fashion- what upper east side kid isnt? oh- dancing and art too. recently took up taekwondo.”

If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

“tiny but mighty? no. uh- probably something to do with how i would kick your ass. i don’t know, i’m not that clever.”

What have you been up to over the summer?

“you know that better than i do. seem like a gossip girl reader. ask her, sure she knows.”

Last image taken on your cell phone?

Last text you received?

“next question.”

Where were you the night the fight broke out?

“korea, i was working.”

♡     ───   character inspirations 

blair waldorf

jenny humphrey

narcissa malfoy

harley quinn

ingui "queen" yoon

klaus mikaelson

caroline forbes

rebekah mikaelson

♡     ───   wanted connections

sex money feelings dies ( open ) - think of exes but make it a one night stand but on top of that a frequent hook up. every time you say that won’t hook up with each other again. it’s not healthy, you both want past the relationship and let it go, but the moment y’all see each other from across the bar or at a party you just know you’ll end up in each other’s bed again

i saw you in a dream ( nadine alston ) - you guys were close. so close. thought there would never be a time you guys wouldn’t talk, but one thing lead to another and you’re left thinking about them when it’s just you and your thoughts. without them your life really hasn’t been the same, but is it worth getting past what happened to pick up the phone and call them?

painkiller ( juliana “jules” santos ) - best friends forever. literally. this person knows you inside out and you can’t see a day without them. they’re essentially your painkiller. you tell them everything and them back to you. they can tell if you’re feeling down just by the way you send your snapchat streaks that morning. you can’t see a day without them.

call your girlfriend ( open ) - this one is pretty messy. your muse is in a relationship, but there’s a huge flirtationship between these two. the flirtationship essentially becomes to both of these people attached to each other and maybe... even in love. but there’s still that relationship that’s in the way... YIKES

perfect places ( noah evans ) - party buddies but make it you guys just getting lost in the vibes because you don’t want to deal with life. it’s a good friendship. you guys get the thoughts in your head to go numb, but at a point it’s like what’s the point ?

femme fatale ( jared callahan ) - one muse is a huge fool for the other. they’re head over heels for them but they’re just playing around with the other’s feelings because hey ! it’s fun ! all of their friends tell them to ‘ just leave it you’re gonna get hurt ’, but they just continue to be boo boo the fool 

ex affair ( open ) - basically your muse was the cheater and audrina the other woman but it ended for whatever reason.

family friends ( luca cartwright ) - friends who met through family, could either be close or it be an awkward situation because they don't really get along or know each other well.

squad goals ( tatiana “tati” reyes , juliana “jules” santos , open ) - just a close knit group of friends. the group chat is always going off with someone’s dramatics, one or more of the squad constantly featured together in social media and the press. one or more or all of them constantly sleeping over at audrina’s place. doesn’t matter the university, these friends have been ride or die since childhood at least.

♡     ───   wanted connections

these can be used in any direction the “you” does not mean your muse from the point of view from audrina, it can go either direction. i just like the #aesthetic of writing it this way. 

001. open. you pulled away from me, so i pulled away from you. i pulled away when you hurt me. you pulled away when the world hurt you. and now we are both pulled away during a time when we are supposed to be pulled together. at some point i needed to put it all behind me. forget about you. forget about the way you made me wonder. and what we could have been. because it never happened, and it always got later, morning always turned into nights and the day was eventually over and nothing had changed. but it doesn’t mean that i don’t feel a damn thing, i do still feel a hole in my heart when they talk about you, i do still want to scream when i hear you have another life with someone else, i do still want to feel your kiss on my skin. and i do still love you.

002. open. we have no idea what personal boundaries are and yeah we’ve made out before a lot and yeah it was ok but we’re friends ok friends and why are you staring at me like that? why are you holding my hand always? why are you telling me how much you adore me? oh we’re not dating? oh you’ve been in love with me for years and i’m a doorknob and now things are awkward and i don’t know what to do to fix it.

003. open. i confessed i might be in love with and you said you weren’t interested in dating me because we’re just friends and i’m getting over that heartbreak but you show up on my doorstep and kiss me and we end up in bed and in the morning you tell me this was a mistake and before i can stop you, you leave. you show up again. lather rinse repeat. it’s not good for either of us but we keep doing it.

004. open. we tried the whole dating thing and it didn’t work out and we’ve moved beyond that. you’re my go-to friend on anything and everything and any problem you got i will fucking mow down hell to fix. wow your smile just lights up my world and please don’t be sad. who made you sad i will throw them in hell and mow them down and – oh wow. i never got over you. you’re my fucking world and i just want you to be happy but you can only see me as a friend because when you look at me you see our failed relationship but i’m not the same person i swear.

005. open. we’ve been best friends since we were kids, grew up next to each other and even though we aren’t from the same family we get confused for siblings a lot when we were younger. we’re older now and people keep thinking we’re dating but it’s not like that, we’re just extremely close. oh hey, you’re at my house more often than your own cause i don’t like to be alone at night and the neighbors think we’re together or having an affair and it’s funny to laugh about at dinners and we always get each other valentine’s presents since we were kids and you’re the first person i call when anything happens in my life. what? no, i’m not in love with them, they’re just my best friend.

006. open. “hey, open your front door. i’m here with chips, pizza, ice cream, and your favorite pastries. yes, i know it’s like 3am but i’m your best friend and i know you’re sad right now and i am here to comfort you.”

007. open. you’re not my ex anything. you were a passing moment, an almost a maybe one day we’ll be something but one day never came, you passed by and ‘almost’ didn’t happen. and yet it feels like something did because i know your favorite songs, what you think about late at night and how beautiful you thought i was. and i know you knew even more about me. our story was like an acute angle, a meeting point and then off in different directions. so close and then farther and farther away. we were an almost, maybe, someday.

008. open. tell me where we went wrong because it’s still not clear to me. there are still questions left unanswered and they’re killing me. tell me why we end up here, i thought we’d last a little bit longer. tell me what happened, why all of a sudden you decided to live without me. you just left. tell me how far should i walk away from you because i can’t turn away on my own. i’ve tried my best to let go but my life keeps coming back to you. i’ve tried to walk alone but i keep on looking back, hoping that every time that i turn, you’re there walking with me. tell me when to stop loving you because i don’t know how to stop this feeling.

009. open. if you’re alone, i’ll be your shadow. if you want to cry, i’ll be your shoulder. if you want a hug, i’ll be your pillow. if you need to be happy, i’ll be your smile… but anytime you need a friend, i’ll just be me.

010. open. things were great for a while before suddenly they weren’t. commitment doesn’t look good on you or me and now everything ends in a fight. you pushed me away so i pushed you away harder, the distance became catastrophic and the relationship imploded. hearts were shattered in the process and now you just bring back too many memories of what it felt like to be happy and to be in love so i just ignore you cause it feels easier than facing the truth that i miss you.

[vostokovasmelina]

001 Peaky Blinders

oof this shitshow owns my whole life by now

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: ada shelby and arthur shelby (i also miss my boy freddie every day :’(( )

Least Favorite character: grace,,,,

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): ada x freddie, tommy x alfie, john x esme, polly x aberama, arthur x happiness

Character I find most attractive: thomas may carleton :)

Character I would marry: ada or john

Character I would be best friends with: lizzie stark (won’t ever call her a shelby, she doesn’t deserve to be disrespected like that)

a random thought: how did finn grow so much in two years,,,,?

An unpopular opinion: linda is kinda overhated by y’all ://

my canon OTP: ada x freddie

Non-canon OTP: tommy x alfie

most badass character: tatiana petrovna

pairing I am not a fan of: tommy x grace soz i was cringing the whole time

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): all the women but especially grace and JESSIE EDEN MY GIRL DOESN’T DESERVE THIS BS

favourite friendship: alfie and cyril

character I want to adopt or be adopted by: i would like to adopt karl and teach him how NOT to be a racist prick; would very much love to be adopted by alfie cos i want to collect all those bear hugs :’))

spare me an ask?

[captivatingtatiana]

Photos: Happy Birthday, Tatiana!

Today is Tatiana’s birthday! Be sure to wish her a lovely birthday on Instagram or Twitter. In honor of her birthday I’ve added some new (old) rare goodies of her from 2014. Enjoy all the pretties. 2014 Photoshoots & Portraits – 001

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