i love her eyes i wish i had them

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In the pouring rain, which had long soaked them both and chilled Nesta to the bone, Cassian stared back at her. “You have bewitched me body and soul,” he said, looking down at her unblinking as the rain ran down into his eyes, over his strong nose, across those shaking lips, “and I love, I love, I love you. And wish from this day forth never to be parted from you.”

Nesta couldn’t breathe, and it had nothing to do with the corset binding her chest far too tight. She’d learned over the months they’d known each other to detest this rich nobleman, with his estate, his ten thousand a year, his unashamed smile. All how knew her knew her to be stubbornly well-bred, but what she did next was not becoming of a nice young lady at all. 

She slapped him. He blinked, quite shocked, as his cheek, paled by the cold, bloomed crimson where she had struck theskin. She found herself panting, and questioned his sanity when his eyes dropped to her lips, staring. She questioned her own even more profoundly when she found herself wishing he’d just hurry up and kiss her.

In a moment of boldness that made her thank the heavens that they were alone in the countryside, nowhere, Cassian took her hands. “Miss Archeron,” he said, his voice rough and coarse yet so so gentle. “You are too impatient to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged; but one word from you will silence me on this subject for ever.”   

He was right; she was impatient. And she was done waiting for him to kiss her; It was not the first man’s duty she had taken upon herself. Drawing him close by the collar of his shirt, she pressed her lips to his, and sighed with the relief just as the rain ran dry. 

Shamelessly abridging and scene-chopping Pride and Prejudice is fun

anonymous asked:

I loved LOVED BatB, especially how it showed the two of them arguing over the books they'd liked/ read, showing that they are intellectually compatible and matched in their wits (unlike her and Gaston), which is v important. I had only one tiny problem with it: I really wish they'd kept "It IS you" intact. As a little girl, that was the line that showed me that she only recognised him by his eyes and was not taken in by his handsome appearance, which fortified the story's moral.

I’m always happy to hear people LOVED the BatB live action! Especially because it was THAT good.

I understand your bitterness about the “It is you.” line. When I watched that scene I was stranged that no one said a word. Neither the Prince said “Belle, it’s me.” nor Belle said her line. BUT, was it really necessary in this version? In the animated classic some fans still question and make innocent fun of Belle ever doubting the man standing before her was her Beast. She saw him transform right in front of her eyes. How could she doubt it is the Beast? My thought has always been that Belle was in too much of a shock to realize what was happening. And could only “wake up” once she recognized the Beast through his eyes.

I have huge fondness for couples who recognize/connect to each other through their eyes, so that one thing between Belle and Beast/Adam is very important to me. And to anyone who loves them, really. Now I ask you, was that moment lost in the live action? Absolutely not. I think it is safe to say that the key fact here is that Belle knows of the curse. She knows the Beast is like that for a reason. Now she is watching the transformation and it all makes sense to her. There’s no need to question or doubt the man she sees is the Beast, she knows it’s him. And that alone is beautiful indeed. I loved the wonder in their faces looking at each other speechless, and the best part was the camara panning at the Prince’s eyes. That moment should seal the deal for the audience.

It is said that one image is worth a thousand words. I felt them not saying a word and the epic kiss was about that. And I’m happy with the final result for sure.

EDITED TO ADD: It is crystal clear Belle isn’t taken in by the Prince’s handsome appearance. She fell in love with the Beast for his heart/soul, not his looks.

Let’s take a second to compare these two gifs. Here we have Natasha (Natalia) in full Black Widow mode. Her eyes are dark, hooded even. This is probably the first glimpse (in the MCU) of the Black Widow in her training habitat. Her whole posture just screams DANGER and given the orders, she would kill her target, no matter how old. It’s what she has been conditioned to do. She doesn’t even blink when the gun fires and I really love how the flash is reflected in her eyes. This is before the Avengers become her family and I think if they had met her then, then I don’t doubt for a second that she wouldn’t have thought twice about trying succeeding? in killing them. This is Natalia Alianovna Romanova. The rogue Black Widow that I wish we got to see more of in the MCU.

Now here, just look at the difference. This is Natasha Romanoff, agent of SHIELD, friend to the Avengers and you can just see the difference in her. She is stunning no matter what but here she is radiant. That small smile/smirk. Her eyes are soft, playful and it just shows how good the team are for Nat. It’s like looking at a completely different person! 

Nat is a completely underrated character and I just think that if we ever get the blessed Black Widow Movie, then we’ll get so much background and see more of the Red Room and her transition into SHIELD and how she just…changes from Natalia to Natasha. And I’m not gonna lie, I’m scared for her in Civil War. #protectNatashaatallcosts 


This one is just for fun…look at the adorable thing *heart eyes* 

Nalu Fluff week 

Day 2:  Starry night 

“You know…nights like these is what I’m always looking foward to…with you” Natsu said as he wrapped his around around Lucy’s waist. Lucy snuggled closer to Natsu’s chest, bringing to blanket closer to them.  

“Mhmm, I’m glad you brought me up here, we haven’t had time for ourselves in a while…I miss spending time with you” Lucy said in a low voice. They gazed up at the sparkling stars silently, relishing in the arms of their loved ones. 

“Look Natsu! A shooting star, make a wish” Lucy said, already closing her eyes to make wish. Once Lucy was done making her wish, she looked up slightly to find Natsu gazing at her with soft eyes. “Did you make a wish?” she asked. 

Natsu smiled fondly at her and nodded his head “Yea, but it already came true” he said. A smile formed on Lucy’s lips and she nodded her head to “ Mine too” 

I wish to spend the rest of my life with the one I love, Lucy Heartfilia

I wish to spend the rest of my life with the one I love, Natsu Dragneel 


Hey guys! Here’s starry night for ya’ll hehe. All of these Nalu drawings for fluff week has me drowning in feels, there are so many good artist!  I’ll see if I have time to post for the other prompts. digi

Hope you guys like the fic and drawing :)

Have a great day guys! 

Check out my latest speedpaint: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWiK8AjMNKQ&feature=youtu.be

@lyricallover13 inspired me

i wish everyone you ever had a crush on wore warning signs like, emotionally unavailable, or my heart was just broken so im not looking for love but hey if you tryna fuck, then what’s up
i wish someone would have told them that vulnerability isnt a weakness because i just want them to open, and honest 
i wonder what made them think that one time was enough, that one conversation would be enough compensation to compensate for how they felt on the inside, 

i fell for this type of person once, 
she had big brown eyes with a beautiful smile
when she smiled i couldnt help but smile back
when i really just wanted to tell her that she beautiful, both inside and out
but deep down inside there were some things that she would just not talk about, at least not to me and it seemed the harder i tried, the more she would leave, leading me on just to leave me behind,
she came to my room one night after work, she told me things
and no matter how frustrated it made me i didnt want her to leave
nothing about our conversation was clear and i still didnt know what else to believe but after all these years there was just one thing that stayed the same,
and that was my feelings for her were unchanged

i wish everyone you ever fell for would have tried their best to be emotionally available to you, I wish they would have been completely open and honest, but to be honest that is a lot to ask of myself, 
so for whoever is reading this i just want you to know that,
i am trying…

I came home today and my room smelt of you, how this happened I didn’t know for you had never even been inside. I reach out to touch you, but our fingers may never meet for all I feel is the cold screen between us. I close me eyes and pretend that you’re here with me, but when I open them you’re gone again. Every day I wish I was kissing you instead of missing you; it kills me to have you so far away.
—  4am

AU: Where Jon rescues Sansa from the Bolton’s, but before Jon can return to the Wall he falls in love with Sansa.

“I have to go.” Jon said while the snow fell around them and flicked off of Sansa’s eyelashes. He attempted to smile while the tears poured from her eyes. He didn’t want her to see the affect this farewell had on him. “I will see you again soon.”

“I know.” She choked out before wiping some of the snow from his dark, wet hair. He saw her doing that with Robb before she left for King’s Landing and until now, Jon didn’t realize how much he needed her warm touch. “Take care of yourself.”

“And you take care of yourself Lady Sansa.”

petit mircale pt.3

Continuation of my rewrite of ep 207. -WTT

“Milady!” Fergus exclaimed happily has he rushed to my bedside. “These are all for you,” he said proudly, placing the bundle in his arms on the bed. He scooped up the flowers and handed them to me. “And this is for petite milady.” He flourished a stuffed rabbit from his pocket. The little rabbit was made from the softest cream colored fabric, its paws, ears, and belly all had intricate stitching of Scottish thistles and fleur-de-lys interwoven.

“Oh Fergus, this is lovely!” I said, tears falling from my eyes as I pulled him in a hug. “Do you want to hand it to her?”

“Oh, non, Milady!” Fergus shook his head vehemently. “I do not wish to disturb her.”

I smiled at his kindness. “You won’t. Come here, she’ll want to meet her new protector.” I looked at him and saw his small chest puff up in pride. I knew I hadn’t discussed with Jamie what we were to do with Fergus after our time in France was up, but I had a feeling he would never leave our lives. “…a big brother of sorts.”

His eyes went wide. “Me? Her grand frère? I’d be honored Milady!”

“Good, now get over here and meet your sister.”

Fergus sat next to me on the bed and leaned over, watching in awe as Faith waved her arms around. He carefully handed her the rabbit, and she gripped it with all her strength.

“She is strong!” Fergus smiled.

“Yes, she is. Would you like to hold her?” I saw him start to shake his head and flush pink.

“I do not wish to hurt her,” he pleaded.

“You won’t. Here,” I said fluffing a pillow up behind him. “Sit against the pillow and bend one arm, have your palm facing up.” He did as I suggested. “Good. Make sure her head stays in the crook of your elbow or where your arm can prop it up. For good measure…” I reached over and grabbed the second pillow from the bed and placed it under his arm and Faith. “You’ll be well supported this way.

“Oui Milady.” His shoulders were stiff and his posture rigid. His face had a look of determination set across it.

I smiled watching him trying so hard not to move or harm Faith.

“I’m going to get dressed Fergus. Are you ok to hold her until I get back?”

“Ah—umm—oui, Milady,” he stammered.

“If you need help, just call for Mother Hildegarde. She’ll be happy to assist you.” I looked over and saw him nod.

Sister Angélique helped me into the opulent blue and green gown Fergus had brought for me. I noticed he even remembered my pendant to warn if poisons are present. He was such a thoughtful and caring boy.

Once encased in the obscene amount of fabrics, I went back to find Fergus speaking in French to Faith; tales of dragons and fair maids from the sound of it—another natural born story teller.

I cleared my throat as I approached; he stopped mid-sentence. “Time to go. Ready?”

“Oui, Milady!” Fergus said brightly and waited for me to lift Faith from his arms.

He escorted us out to the carriage where Magnus eagerly awaited.

“Good to see you, Milady,” he said, a smile on his face when he saw the bundling of blankets in my arms.

“It’s good to see you, Magnus.” I grabbed his arm and squeezed slightly. “Thank you for bringing us here.  If you hadn’t…” I trailed off. He knew as well as I did what could have happened had we not made it to L’Hôpital in time.

“It was an honor, Milady. May I meet your—?”

“Daughter,” I filled in for him. “Her name is Faith.”

“Ah! A little girl! Milord will be so excited when he sees her.” Magnus tipped his hat to Faith. “It’ll be a pleasure to serve you, Milady.” He took one of her free arms and kissed her hand gently.

I smiled at the tenderness, grateful for the men that Jared hired and trusted. They had become more of an extended family in the way they treated us.

The ride to Versailles was jolting and Faith would not stop fussing.

“Shh, darling, it’s alright. Shhh,” I tried to soothe her. She was clean, fed just before we left and warm, the only thing I could think of that was bothering her was the strange jolting and shaking from the carriage.

Fergus held out the small stuffed rabbit; Faith grabbed it and began to shake it in the air while still crying.

The moment we arrived at Versailles her cries increased, even when the coach had come to a halt. She could sense my unease… of course she could. She had been lying against my heart the entire journey and felt as it had increased in pace.

“I’m sorry darling.  Hopefully this will be short and we can go home, possibly with your Da in tow.”

Fergus and Magnus offered to watch Faith while I did as the King bade, but I wouldn’t relinquish her. If she were with me, perhaps he would not ask too much of me.

We were guided to the Kings private chambers, and my heart rate spiked again. Faith’s cries were hiccups now, but she fussed and wiggled about on my chest in discomfort. “Shh, little darling, please shh.”

Louis was waiting on a chaise lounge surrounded by copious amounts of food.

He stood and flourished his hands, “Ah, Lady Broch Tuarach and the newest Fraser! How wonderful,” he said with what I believed to be fake enthusiasm.

“Why don’t you allow one of my servants to look after the babe and you can join me for the favor I require in order to release your husband from the bastille?”

I held Faith tighter to my chest, “Thank you, your highness.” I bowed. “I would like to keep her with me if that pleases you.”

He quirked an eyebrow at me. “Where we are going would not be suitable for the young child. Please allow Gisella to sit in here with her. No harm shall come to your babe and if she is in need of you, Gisella will send someone for you.”

I nodded reluctantly and handed Faith to the servant who sat at the foot of the bed.

“Et quel est votre nom, jolie?” the servant cooed at my daughter.

“Faith,” She looked up at me. “My daughter’s name is Faith.”

“Oui, Madame.” She smiled and went back to cooing at Faith.

“See, she will be fine. Now if you will follow me.” He gestured to a wall, pushed open a secret door and ushered me into a hidden chamber.

Waiting in the chamber was Master Raymond and Le Comte St. Germain.


Nothing Without Love

Tagged by: regalstarlight (thank you, lovely!)

This was the moment for me. Oh, I was shipping Swan Queen looooooong before this (um…how about the Pilot when they shared that drink? But I have entire headcanons about that scene, I’ll save that for another post), but this moment was the one that stopped my heart and made me literally gasp out loud. If I was writing this show (I wish…), everything after this moment would have been a slow progression towards a romantic relationship between these two because this was the jumping off point, the no going back point, the point where True Love between them was/is, for me, undeniable. 

First of all, look at Emma’s face, look at the emotion in her eyes. I fully acknowledge she had a lot to be emotional about in this moment, a lot to fear, and it wasn’t all because of Regina, but you can see in this moment that she’s firmly saying, ‘No. We’re gonna do this, or we’re going down together.’ I love that we really earned this moment based on what happened earlier in the episode, the heartbreaking “Let me die as Regina” moment. But really, Season 2 was such an uphill battle for them, and it coalesced into something truly stunning. 

Regina’s eyes really gut me. To this day, I refuse to believe that she’s thinking anything else other than, There’s no magic strong enough to destroy this trigger, except…

True Love. That’s become a frequently used construct on this show, and it’s sometimes used way too easily and frequently in ways that cheapen its meaning. But this is undeniable. 

Regina is literally like: Oh shit. 

And then they use their magic together and save everyone, and it honestly turns me into a mess of emotions just talking about it. The entire summer after this finale was glorious with all the Neverland AU fic. 

This is love. They both know it. 

Tagging (only if you want to do it!): mayormillstho, desperationandgin, onhowtobecrazy, sgtmac7, laura-p-g

Gif credit.

Only You & Jessie’s Girl

After introducing Only You, someone at the music department thought it would be a good idea to casually use Jessie’s Girl in a SwanQueen episode, entitled “An Untold Story”, in which some of the characters made wishes. 

While we don’t know what they wished for, except for Henry, we learn that Regina made two wishes, one of them about her past as the Evil Queen. 

Jessie’s Girl is a song about a love triangle, and a wish: 

Jessie is a friend,
Yeah, I know he’s been a good friend of mine
But lately something’s changed
It ain’t hard to define
Jessie’s got himself a girl and I want to make her mine

And she’s watching him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it!
And he’s holding her in his arms late, late at night

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that?

I play along with the charade
That doesn’t seem to be a reason to change
You know I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her but the point is probably moot

‘Cause she’s watching him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it!
And he’s holding her in his arms late, late at night

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that?

Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman…
Where can I find a woman like that?

And I’m lookin’ in the mirror all the time
Wonderin’ what she don’t see in me
I’ve been funny; I’ve been cool with the lines
Ain’t that the way love’s supposed to be?

Tell me, why can’t I find a woman like that?

You know I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that?

Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want, I want Jessie’s girl

Do not ask me to believe this is not intentional. 

Recommence || Elsa & Tushar

     The news what out. Queen Elsa of Arendelle was no longer married to the man she had accepted to be her king. And while Tushar was sad at her probable heartbreak, he could not deny the simple satisfaction in his heart. This was not a victory. No, it was the inevitable. He always knew the stars would align and bring them together again. It seemed that alignment had begun.

     Wasting no time, he went to his private study to pen a letter in his own hand, to be sealed with his royal seal, for her eyes only.

     My Dearest Elsa,

     What is a man to say when he hears such news as I have? I never wish sadness upon you, for your tears are the most painful thing I have ever had to witness. It is an eternal pity when love dries up, and it grieves me to think you must be in mourning.

     News travels fast through the eager ears of the noble class. At least, I would like to hope it does. I hope for you that you have not had to spend much time sequestered in your cabin in the mountains. If words travel slower than I am guessing, then I know you are very lonely there by now. I remember when you would tell me about your youth, growing up isolated. I understand you have your children with you (and what beautiful children they must be!), but not your sister, and that must be a world of hurt. I wonder how you must spend your time there. I wonder if you find any joy at all these days.

     Please know, sweet Elsa, that my ears are open for your words and my shoulder is her to be cried upon. Know that I miss you, and have missed you for this past eternity without you. But know also that I always knew our paths would cross again one day. And be this kismet or serendipity, I do see our roads traveled converging once again, in whatever capacity that may be.

     Please write back to me, if only to tell me of your state. And be honest. Even if that honesty is a request that I not write again. I shall be waiting to hear from you.

     Duke Tushar of Maldonia.


Congratulations on your Cesar win Kristen!

so very proud of her. suck on this, haters!!!!!

Oh what a happy day mama!!! Aaaaahhhhh, can you just imagine how immensely proud Rob is? And little SP too :3

Just imagine Rob sitting at home, with tears of joy and pride in his eyes and a sleeping baby girl in his arms, whom he’s trying his hardest not to wake up, but his urge to jump and scream making it difficult for him :’)

Oh! My MN, I am so happy right now, can you here me screaming? I love the minions dancing and I am with them. I just don’t what to say…I am so proud and her parents and hubby I am sure are so smiling right now. Wish she could of had one of them with her. I can’t wait for the day her husband can be with her for support in the future, because their will be more to win in the coming years for this beautiful person. Happy to be her fan. Okay! I still love yea and the fight is off. 2 happy to fight from happyday02

Hi Mama I just can’t believe it!! I wasn’t able to get the live stream so I just kept checking your blog. When I saw the news I just broke down in tears. I hope you will be able to get video of her accepting the award. She was so surprised and all of us are so happy for her right now. It’s incredible to win that award. She has made history! I just wish Rob could have been there but I know they’ll celebrate when she gets home. She also looked beautiful as always.

Hi MN so proud I’m dancing well done Kristen you are wonderful. Jean in Liverpool

MAMA!!!!! Iam alone right and have no one to scream with, but I am screaming!!!!!! OH my gosh!!!!!!! Kind of breathless.

Haaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! EPIC!!!! Totally screamed so freaking loud!! So proud!! Going crazy over here doing a little dance!! RZ

so proud of kristen



I am crying!!! Soooooooooooo happyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Kristen is humble as always! Love her to death! <33333

Kristen, we are laughing, crying, dancing and just all around rejoicing for you and the honor you just received.  Please know that you have supporters from literally all over the world and we want nothing but the best for you…in every aspect of your life.

Congratulations on making history Kristen, the first American actress to ever win a Cesar.  

You will always be our Valentine!

That’s quite an accomplishment and we are so proud.  But I don’t think that any of us are surprised.

Fitzsimmons thoughts 3x03

-Jemma being hyper-sensitive about every little sound. It physically hurt me to see her be that high-strung, I really hope that Fitz and the others keep helping her through her PTSD recovery. I just wanted to hug her all episode :’(

-Fitz leading her by the hand around the lab, her small smiles at the fact that they are holding hands.

-Bobbi not-so-subtly shipping them and saying, “Well, this is a sight for sore eyes.” I really love the friendship between her and Fitz, especially since he helped her with her rehab. Can you just imagine him giving her tips that he wished he had known during his recovery?

-Fitz noticing that she’s having a hard time and being totally okay with her not doing this right now, offering to lead her back to her room. <3

-Fitz asking Bobbi what to do with Jemma, and taking the advice to heart.

-The entire date scene.

-I actually loved the fact that he did not put a lot of pressure on it. Jemma took him out after he got out of the hospital, and he tried to play it like he was simply returning the favor, trying to make her feel comfortable. His apologetic face when she mentioned how he complained about everything when she took him out.

-Side note on the above; what if this was one of the reasons Jemma left? Maybe that dinner made her think that she was making him worse when in actuality it helped him to be better? The thought of that makes my heart hurt. </3

-The waiter saying how he’s been looking forward to seeing them and subtly saying that the entire staff has been so excited for them to finally be on their date.

-Jemma’s expression when he said that Fitz had been holding the reservation for months. <3

-Jemma thanking him for dinner and for “more than that”. For finding her and bringing her home. HOLD ME WHILE I CRY

-Fitz’s “Well, what else was I going to do?” 

-Jemma breaking down when she sees the wine and Fitz holding her. Her quiet “I’m sorry.” broke my heart. 

-I’m a little worried about Jemma’s need to get back to the other world. Is there someone there she needs to help? Is she having a harder time adjusting than we think? Does she feel bad about the date and feel like she ruined everything? I NEED ANSWERS!!!

-Thankfully the promo suggests that Jemma is staying with the team at least for the next episode, so hopefully Bobbi will either let Fitz know about her plan or he’ll find out on his own and talk some sense into her. Maybe he’ll come with her? I doubt he’d want to be separated from her again.