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clippcr · 3 years
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INCORRECT  QUOTES :  1 / ?
@islewrecked  &  inspired  by  fresh  off  the  boat.
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clippcr · 3 years
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Dianne Doan in Warrior season 1 episode 4 “The White Mountain” (2019) dir. David Petrarca
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clippcr · 3 years
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KIANA LEDÉ for Hulu’s #YourAttentionPlease
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clippcr · 3 years
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#“oops” she says while drinking tea and murdering somebody #that’s the Tea
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clippcr · 3 years
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[ ID. ] ves / charlie ; visperas / @nolacharm​
                                vespera    doesn’t    resist    the    laughter    bubbling    up    her    throat,    lets    it    spill    past    her    lips    like    a    thick        black        tar,    she    hopes    it    sounds    just    as    sickening    as    it    feels,    heavy    in    her    chest    and    heavy    on    her    jaw.            “        oh,    you    want    me    to    stop?        that’s    funny,    didn’t    know    when    i    started    taking    orders    from    you,    princess.        ”            it    doesn’t    matter    what    the    other    girl    wants,    vespera    doesn’t    care,    she    refuses    to    give    up    while    she’s    almost    there,    almost    to        the        point        of        no        return.        which    kind    of    sucks    for    charlie,    but    she’s    not    charlie.        through    the    dark,    she    can    see    the    girl    in    the    pink    dress    tug    on    his    hand,    all    three    of    them    know    he    wants    to    go    with    her,    but    if    she    wanted    to    take    her    back    to    dance    with    him,    or    whatever    humans    do,    she    would’ve    done    it    by    now.        vespera    knows    she’s    waiting    for    charlie    to    say    it,    that    he    wants        to        leave.        and    he    won’t,    vespera    won’t    let    him,    she’ll    sew    his    mouth    closed    if    she    has    to.
                                brow    knits    as    charlie    tells    his    friend    that    she    could    stay    if    she    wants,    and    normally    she    would    allow    it,    but    whoever    this    is,    she’s    smarter    than    charlie,    smart    enough    to    run    the    second    vespera    looks    away.            “        she    could    stay,    if    i    trusted    her    not    to    leave,    which    i    don’t.        ”            she’s    talking    to    charlie,    but    looking    at    the    girl,    glaring    at    her.            “        she’s    not    like    you,    charlie,    she’s    not    as    good    as    you    are.        plus,    maybe    i    just    don’t    want    her.        ”
The surgeon’s expression grew both soft and deeply pained as Charlie seemed for find her demands to the pixie he had found himself trapped by unappealing. Charlie was the sweetest and most genuine person that Noelani had ever met, where so many people concealed sharp edges and poisonous spikes, Charlie was smooth and safe. She had always known that it made him a target for those with harsher centers, that had he been born on the Isle, that gentle nature would have seen him killed.    “    You’re  sweet,  Charlie.  The  sweetest  person  I’ve  ever  met.  I’m  really  sorry.    ”    She smiled up at him for just a moment before her gaze was taken by the pixie beside him that had chosen to take advantage of Charlie’s trust.
          “    Oh  .  .  .  I’m  not  a  princess.    ”    Noelani corrected, the smile on her lips never quite faltered even as she set her heels gently to the forest floor before straightening upright. The pixie was responsible for Charlie’s clouded gaze and clouded mind, responsible for why he had ventured into the woods, likely not to be seen again if she had not chased after him. She seemed unaffect by the others glare, by the cold way in which she spoke, enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.
“    I’m  a  pirate.  And  you’re  right,  I’m  not  as  good  as  Charlie.    ”    In a single fluid motion, Noelani pulled one of her knifes from her thigh garter and slashed the wrist of the hand that was pinning Charlie in place. With little hesitation, Noelani pulled Charlie from the fairy circle.
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clippcr · 3 years
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lani core :)
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LITTLE (2019) dir. Tina Gordon
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@KianaLede: Glam me daddy
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clippcr · 3 years
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:) (threateningly)
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The Last of Us Part II
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kiana ledé on billboard live (03.24.20)
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clippcr · 3 years
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I don’t see enough positivity for girls who BRAWL
in parking lots
in the middle of a corn field
at funerals
in the soup aisle of walmart at 3 am
during thanksgiving dinner when their uncle is watching football instead of setting the goddamn table like he was asked to
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clippcr · 3 years
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clippcr · 3 years
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always ways to fight, she says means with which to cling to life, even quiet & small
— Heidi Andrea Restrepo Rhodes, from “A11728,” The Inheritance of Haunting
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Kiana Ledé for Global Grind
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clippcr · 3 years
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not me trying to suppress the need to climb a tree and sit up there reading a book amongst the boughs and the sunlight peeking through until it’s dusk.
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