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"Do you not think I feel badly enough that we cannot be wed?" Hal would've liked to be playful in the face of the smack to his noggin but his heart was aching—Freckled cheeks flushed as the King from another kingdom combated the shame of disappointing her—even under the stupid smirk that came, boyish, and involuntarily, of being called brave by the apple of his eye.
"As you said, my bravery is... evident... I did this only to prove my undying LOVE for you, Michelle... For reckless deeds or none, I shall die, one day, but I will carry this fire for you even into the underworld..."
Open to Any gender: best friends, significant other, Like a sister/brother.
Michelle hit the other in the back of their head, scoffing. "You are completely daft, you know that? Why in the bloody hell would you go back there? To what? Prove yourself to me? I know you are already brave. You didn't have to risk your own life to prove that."
The Queen yelled at the other, obviously out of concern for their own well being. She didn't know what she would've done if she heard they died because of some reckless need of bravery.
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JOE KEERY via Christian Coppola
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JOE KEERY by Christian Coppola - Rome, Italy
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CHRISTIAN BALE as Theodore 'Laurie' Laurence
Little Women (1994) dir. Gillian Armstrong
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"... You mean I play piano almost as beautifully as Tumnus plays the pipe, don't you? Or are you to tell me that the fuzzy Scarecrow to your Dorothy has now taken up the keys in his free time?"
Teddy cracked his knuckles, casting a short distanced glance in the golden haired girl's direction. He'd always been a bit jealous of her brothers and sister (not to mention her other companions—Yes, even the animalistic ones) simply on the basis of how much time they got to spend with her.
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Lucy sinks down on the stool beside him, her eyes watching and reveling in the way his fingers slip across the keys with such assured certainty. "Will you--- will you teach me? You play almost as beautifully as Mr. Tumnus." Hopefully sans the betwitching spell.
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ricketyhearts · 1 month
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Lowkey want to add Falstaff
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A smile he had believed to have outgrown, plastered itself across Theodore’s face unexpectedly and the young man found–surprisingly–that it still fit.
Laurie listened intently to Jo’s plight, grumbling slightly as he tried to keep his disagreements (he hated how she saw herself, blamed herself) to himself. We’d quarrel, were the words she’d used on him, then, on that day he liked to pretend didn’t happen and yet everything he’d done or said or thought since was at least in part a direct descendant of that day. But that didn’t deter him
 No. He was prepared to live in that day’s shadow for the rest of his life—so long as it meant continuous chances to make up for it.
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He was about to say he should’ve taken the food to the Hummels, or that they could’ve gone to the Hummels’ together, but then he wouldn’t have been any better than Jo as far as self-blame goes. Not only that, but Jo had actually been there and
 Well, technically, yes, she could’ve gone in Beth’s place. Unlike Laurie, who had been away at the time.
“Find her? Amy’s not with Marmee then?” Laurie had been out of the loop, having lost a good many of his more common senses when stumbling across Jo had knocked some of them back inside him. He was, needless to say, unaware of the extensive tension between Amy brought about by Aunt March’s choosing her as her new companion over Jo. Still, he did know of her burning Jo’s works, and however long ago it had occurred, he might’ve been of the same unforgiving mindset if he hadn’t been present to pull the youngest March sister out of the ice.
His heart leapt with Jo’s refusing to let go of his hand and tonight he’d make no further attempts to distance himself from her.
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 Alright.” A kiss to her forehead was the only thing Laurie pressed, recognising a different sort of Jo in her apathy. With her O-K, he lead her gently by their two hands that were already clasped together. Between clinging to each other at varying intensities as well as the back and forth, the pair didn’t make it very far in the rain. Eyebrows shot upwards, hearing he was not the problem.
“O-Of course not
 We’re going, we’re going!” He picked up the pace of his trudging, only to stop once more when he heard the term ‘masculine privilege’. Once look at her face, though, told him she wasn’t trying to start another bicker-match.
“Well, it is of my ‘masculine opinion’,” Laurie puffed, briefly putting on a voice like that of his old tutor’s combined with his grandfather’s, “they suit you
” He stifled a laugh with a shake of his sopping head, and continued to move towards the cab, fondly recalling his induction into the March sisters’ club.
Young Master Laurence paid the driver with dew-covered coins from his pockets then turned back to Jo, offering a hand up into the cab. Neither currently carried an umbrella, nor did the modest hansom provide much cover from the weather, so he couldn't help but fuss over Jo—Sloshing water from her brow, bringing his coat closer around her, followed fast by his own arms.
"You say you don't want to sleep, but you should try to rest... It's not as though we can talk private affairs yet anyhow," he said, his voice a boyish strain against the cold and emotion.
The middle March daughter felt so incredibly cold and numb. She did not know if it was from the weather, lack of nutrients, or the grief. It probably came from a mix of all. “I trust you with them more than anyone else in this world,” she assured him, leaning forward to shield herself from the cold and loss. “And if I knew the secret to a gentle breaking I would tell you. I know not the answer. My mind is. I fear it always will be as such.”
She stared at a nearby puddle. Her eyes swam with tears that flowed with all the freedoms in the world. Beth had adored puddles; she used to splash in them. “It’s all my fault. She is dead because of me,” Jo blurted unaware of what Laurie could be pondering. “She asked me to take some items to the Hummels. I didn’t so she went instead of me. If I had gone she would still be here
” Her voice broke. A sob shook her whole body. She should have gone. She should have taken the food. It was the least Jo could have done and she did not do so. Beth paid for Jo’s inaction with her life.
When Laurie wrapped his coat around her, she glanced up while clinging to it with all her might. “All right. I don’t want to bring any more grief and loss to my family. I
.I need to find Amy. I don’t want to. I don’t ever want to see her again, but she deserves to know,” she whispered. “Thank you for your kindness and understanding even if I don’t know if I will ever pen a thing again.”
She needed the support. She had not eaten or dank in quite some time. She had not slept for awhile, too. Even though Laurie dropped it away, Jo took his hand and held onto tight. “Lead the way,” she said. Her voice did not sound like her own. It was quiet and soft and so very weary. “I will follow. I am so very tired, Teddy, but I do not want to sleep or eat or anything.”
If she thought she needed the support previous, she definitely needed it now. She clung to Laurie and gawked at him at the confession. “No. No. No. The way you love me is not the problem.  You do not have to change anything. You can even play billiards if you’d like,” she stammered. “But I do not think this is the place to talk about this. I would like to be dry before we have such deep conversations. Is that too much to ask? And, well, I must tell you that statement comes from masculine privilege.  Society sees us as man and woman even if we see each other as Laurie and Jo. They put us in roles that we might not desire. No matter how hard we fight those views they still exist. It’s why I can’t be a lawyer or doctor if I wanted. It’s why I don’t even wear these clothes. They belong to my father.” She held her arms out and showed him the outfit the best she could. It clung to her body with the rain and revealed much, although not as much as it did for Laurie.  
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Canon RPers, please reblog this post if you’re okay with interacting with other RPers who aren’t necessarily familiar with your canon! 
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I’ve loved you ever since I’ve known you Jo. I couldn’t help it.
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“He came. He left. Nothing else had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn't changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.”
~Andre Aciman, Call Me By Your Name
✩‧₊*:・ Not my art image from Pinterest :*₊‧✩
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FANTASY MAGIC & ROMANCE SENTENCE QUOTES. various quotes about romance, and sometimes magic in a fantasy setting from various media. you can change names and pronouns according to how you see it fit.
“Rejection is an opportunity for your selection.”
“They say the soul cannot rest until it finds its match. Then it ignites.”
“You don't love someone because they're a dream of perfection. You love them because of the way they meet their challenges, how they struggle to overcome."
“She's magic, (name). A single flower blooming in an endless desert.”
"Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?"
"Do you really want to put yourself through this?"
"You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.”
“I cannot come with you, my prince."
“You're exquisite. You're transcendent. And you are mine.”
"A man even a wealthy, beautiful, magically gifted princess would be pleased to call her own."
“One is always on time if time doesn't matter to them, little mouse”.
Call him. Claim him. Speak his Name. Make him thine before all others.”
“You think a courtship and a hunt are two separate things. They're not.”
“I’d once believed I could enamor her. But ’twas I, indeed, who was enamored.”
“Here it comes; the light chasing away the darkness.”
“Your mistake is thinking that without magic, I'm defeated.”
“The gods are nothing more than the monsters who happened to hold the pen."
"The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet."
"As they say, a jeweler knows the uncut gem. And I am. And she was. And so."
"In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. "
"In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect."
"In many ways, unwise love is the truest love."
"You are the harbor of my soul's journeying."
"We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it."
"If you were a lord, you should be my lord, And the same if you were a thief."
“Take me with you. For laughs, for luck, for the unknown. Take me with you.”
“Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically–to those who hardly think about us in return.”
"Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while." 
 "Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something."
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ricketyhearts · 2 months
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open rp / any muse 21+ muse: sonny crockett, pre-series verse
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"I ain't lookin' for an office romance; all I want is an umbrella in my drink."
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WHAT COLOR IS YOUR AURA?
take the linked quiz from the perspective of your muse(s)
LAURIE
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Bronze
leather books, cowboy hats, foxes, candle jars, sword hilts, cobblestone streets, hourglasses. your essence is bronze: you are a vivacious dreamer who embraces new experiences. your drive is indiscriminate and oftentimes over-indulgent; you take bets and are willing to cross lines. you are confident and unwavering in the face of obstacles -- but suggestible, and your attention is fickle. you are the thrill-seeker. you are the opportunist. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of coral, fire, crimson, and amber, who share your relentless energy. you are also drawn to the deep-thinking souls teal and moss, who will help you grow and see what ambitions are truly worth your time. however, you may struggle to get along with the opinionated personalities of amaranth and indigo who act above reproach.
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SONNY
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Navy
brush strokes, suit jackets, midnight, comforters, star gazing, arctic waters, starlings. your essence is navy: you are the keeper of your own narrative. you thrive on uniqueness and the unordinary; everything you feel, you feel deeply, and can be dissatisfied with everyday experiences. you do not shy from the intensity of competition. you are the protagonist. you are the indulgent. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of blue, sky, teal, and indigo, who share your depth and enigma. you are also drawn to the creative souls forest and amber, who will help you grow and learn to feel all of your emotions, not just the productive ones. however, you may struggle to get along with the direct personalities of noir and crimson who are too concerned with forcing their perspective.
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JARIN
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Chiffon
stone walls, sweaters, moths, dusty lace, animal tracks, incense, throw pillows. your essence is chiffon: your soft heart disarms those who meet you. you willingly swallow your feelings for everyone else; it is easier to hide your sensitivity. you may be a mirror, reflecting the best back at others, and not knowing quite who you are inside. you are the compromiser. you are the recaster. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of ashen, hickory, brown, and grey, who act with patience. you are also drawn to the cheerful orchid and honey, who will help you grow and discover what actually makes you happy. however, you may struggle to get along with the wild-hearted personalities of mauve and terracotta who act on their whims.
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Close-up of a pink pelican
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pt. 1 ╰┈➀ sender may adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. reblog only, please do not repost.
A Hatful of Dreams
"Land, ahoy!"
"Au revoir, chef!"
"I've got [number] [noun] in my pocket."
"The prices are suspiciously extreme..."
"No, leave me alone!"
"It's everything you said, [name]."
"I got nothing to offer but my [noun]."
"... they didn't mention it would be so stressful."
Hoverchocs
"How thrilling to be living in a chocolate hotel!"
"Well, there's chocolate."
"Put your hand into your pockelet-"
"Come now, I insist!"
Scrub Scrub
"When we sing this song, the day don't seem so long."
"Rub, rub."
"They'll scold us and withhold our grub."
"We all signed the dotted line, so we've gotta do our time."
"And if you don't agree, see Clause 5, Section 7A, Paragraph 22... Part D!"
Sweet Tooth
"I can see that you're a man of integrity."
"Have you got a sweet tooth?"
"Don't give me that conscience nonsense."
"A hundred of your favorites?"
"Sorry, I'm afraid it's NO."
"Promised the wife I'd cut down on chocolate."
"You know, I gotta get in shape for the [event]."
"I've had it since I was a boy."
"Who needs to see their toes?"
"So, seven hundred boxes?"
"Have you got the hots for [noun]?"
"Do you think that candy's dandy?"
"We've got lots, and lots, and lots, and lots, and lots, and lots!"
"Why am I singing?"
"It's amazing what a tailor can conceal
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"Keep your wretched [noun]!"
"Eighteen hundred boxes?"
"Oh, deal!"
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"uuuhhhh..." The justice-enthusiast stifles a laugh. Why does he find balding jokes so funny? Maybe because he hangs around a lout of balding cops and official types.
"that's a good one, actually, but, no... it's..."
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"The prick's on the outside of the porcupine," Crockett punchlines, a quiet (now nervous) giggle.
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"um..." mind left to think. what would be the difference? the waitress would deem herself horrible at riddles. so she just logically thought about how most old men she sees driving around mercedes lack hair and porcupines.. they have hair, right? "does the porcupine have hair?" rosanna amusingly questions, shrugging with her notepad and pen in hand.
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