God. Women. I love it when women. Love. I love women.
sorry for liking when women got blood all over em but i'm a feminist
the thoughts that women have while drunk peeing at the bar looking at their own underwear should be revered like the bible
Beatrice: Before our daughter? I would gladly take a bullet for Ava. But now? I’d use Ava as a human shield to protect our baby.
Ava: As you should. I’m famously hard to kill.
Okay, I know Beatrice walking into the Prado in shades was probably just Kristina Tonteri-Young’s natural swag, but can you imagine Ava finding those glasses at a shop somewhere and being like, “Oh my gosh, Bea! You have to try these on.”
And Beatrice is like, “Really? We’re going to be inside.”
“No, shh! Just trust the vision.”
Bea gives her the most deadpan look and with the glasses on, it’s so perfect.
Ava squeals and claps her hands. “Hell yeah! Let’s go!”
beautiful women named air quality alert are messaging me
One of my favourite things about reading Avatrice AU fanfics is seeing who the author thinks gets custody of single Ava and single Bea. Its almost always that one gets Lilith and the other gets Camila
idk if I want to be Sister Beatrice or be with her (absolute gay disaster either way)
Ava: Don't kill me. I have a girlfriend.
Adriel: You think I care about that?
Ava: Oh, that's not a plea for mercy. It's a warning.
*Bea bursts through the wall*
lesbians will see a woman dressed to the nines with a face full of makeup and be like ok. then they see that same woman wearing sweatpants and a tank top and they start gnawing through furniture