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liliesandparchment · 8 months
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i love mumbai as a city. i can tolerate mumbai the movement. yet i detest mumbai the feeling
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Literally every SRK movie album from 2000-2010 slapped. Literally every single one.
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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As this is where I first shared my collages for the first time ever, I now want to share my vision board for this year. Never thought it would come out this well but I'm proud of it and very excited for this year to manifest powerfully. Amen ✨
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Bridgerton AU: To Suspend Time Chapter 2
~Benedict POV~
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"Mr. Bridgerton. Could I trouble you for a few moments of your time?"
If his brother had not already made his hasty exit from the room a good half minute ago, Benedict would have not bothered stopping at the address. He was unwilling to let Anthony ride away at the hour of dawn in the state he was in, but he was also aware how impolite it would be to deny Miss Edwina in the current circumstances. He had never really had a chance to conduct a conversation with her that lasted longer than a few minutes and exceeded beyond the general inane pleasantries common among the socials, so he could admit to harboring a faint curiosity as well.
Lady Mary had already excused herself and Lady Danbury was busy conversing with the Surgeon in the hallway last he had observed. He nodded at Miss Edwina and followed her to the sofa she had been occupying for the past hour, “To what do I owe this pleasure, Miss Edwina?”
“I wish to secure your help to ensure that both our elder siblings have a happy future as they themselves have been pathetically passive in securing the same on their own. Would you not agree?”
He smothered a smile at her direct manner as they took their seats and instead cleared his throat.
This was unexpected.
“I quite agree with your observation. What do you have in mind?”
Miss Edwina looked contrite and pursed her mouth for a bit; he felt rather like a specimen under study as her dark eyes roved over him in consideration.
“Allow me to order some tea.” She said suddenly and before he could do anything other than tilt his head, she had already sailed out of the room. He was left blinking at the door but she fluttered back into the room almost immediately, settling herself into the seat in an excessively nervous fashion.
He cleared his throat and looked at her expectantly.
“It is relatively unknown here – our life in India and the conditions in which we grew up there.” She began, folding her hands primly and he nodded encouragingly, even as he tried to comprehend the direction of the conversation.
“People here seem to think it is impolite to ask or too scandalous to mention but in truth, I miss talking about it. As much as we dreamt about balls and dresses, we did love it there.”
Her voice lurked on the edge of anxiety, while thick with longing, but she smiled demurely all the same. He cleared his throat again, a bit out of his depth. Miss Edwina is the perfect genteel Lady but a perfect gentleman, he was not.
“I suppose the people shy away from such topics because of their own discomfort rather than yours, Miss Edwina. I am thankfully not burdened by such manners or perceived propriety. Do tell me more of your childhood. I shall be delighted to know more.”
Full Chapter 2 is now on Ao3 here! (yes I made this post specifically to update my people on here who made this idea possible in the first place ILY 💖)
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Fic Rec Friday
Missed last week, lol
To Suspend Time by whysosiriusumbridge (@liliesandparchment)
Really great multiple POV introspection of Anthony, Edwina and Benedict after Kate's accident. Love that its all up on AO3 now!
Lady Sophia Maria Gunningworth by @sophiamariabeckett
I'm so excited to read this! Legitimate Sophie AU would be really interesting to read, and check out Belle's other fics and edits!
A Thing of Soft Misnomers by @valderois
Super angsty but super well written! I love Edwina having a happy ending but I also love an angsty introspection.
Mere Historical Enthusiasm by @morticiansflame
Rhaena and Aemond being historical nerds together is the best thing, and this is giving a romantic, 18th-century-type chaste affair (I've been reading a lot of historical romance books lol)
Peace Tinged With Betrayal by amn_elfire
Rhaena is fostered at King's Landing, and Aemond has a massive crush on her! Love it!
Spellbound by @datsusara84 
Kate and Anthony Witch AU! I love it already and I can't wait for the rest of the fic from one of my favourite writers.
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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I will never understand why people who can show up to read a thousand fucking ton of words of fanfiction can't string together TWO HATEFUL SENTENCES without using asbolutely despicable language such as r*apist, b*astard, half-bre*d, etc NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU HATE A CHARACTER OR PAIRING IT IS NOT OKAY TO USE SUCH LANGUAGE WHEN YOU ARE COMMENTING ON PEOPELS HARD WORK NO MATTER THE AUDIENCE OR FANDOM For fucks sake I want to just chuck some bricks at the deluded fuckwits who do this they should be banned from legally owning a keyboard EVER
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Well hello that applies to me too
The Black Brothers trying to explain his trauma to people
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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I find myself super anxious about season 3 of Bridgerton actually because I am very unsure of how they’re going to handle the Whistledown reveal. In the TV show, Whistledown, and thus Penelope, is crueler and more consequential than in the books. Admittedly, that is interesting because it presents more conversations about press, autonomy, and agency for the characters, and it also sets up some nuanced character dynamics that could be interesting to explore. It’s interesting to consider how Colin feels about Penelope exposing Marina! It’s interesting to consider why Eloise would feel betrayed by her best friend’s secrets, especially considering how Whistledown has affected her family! It’s interesting to consider why Penelope became Lady Whistledown and the power it afforded her while also examining some of the callous and thoughtless choices she’s made! These are interesting topics and I could write a whole elective essay on them.
However, Bridgerton, for all its wonders, is not really a show built for nuance and there is not enough time in the show to address all of these things while also executing a romance plot and that stresses me out because it means things are going to get simplified and brushed over and I’m scared all of the interesting things to examine are just going to get boiled down to a bunch of scenes where the narrative has Penelope groveling for forgiveness for Whistledown. I am not a Penelope apologist and she should face consequences/make apologies and amends for her choices BUT this is also her love story!! And her love story shouldn’t have to be overshadowed by plot drama the writers threw in because they wanted extra spice. In the books, Colin is mad about Whistledown because he’s scared for Penelope and jealous but the show has given him actual reasons to be unforgivably mad. It’s cool that they tried to add stuff but that means they have to deal with that plot baggage this season. It will break my heart if Penelope just gets villainized because the show doesn’t have the space to explore the extra depth it tried to give her character.
And this matters to me so much because I want to see the potential of the Polin story play out with its original themes. I want to see a love story where the girl who wouldn’t get chosen finally gets chosen, I want to see that hurt little girl vindicated. I want to see a plus-sized character be a unquestionable romantic lead for the first time in my life!!!!!!!! I want it to be about how people are more than we think they are, Colin included.
It’s just that from a representation standpoint, we need to see plus-sized characters in romance. We need emotionally complex plus-sized characters and plot lines for those characters, but ALSO we need Hallmark, cinematic romances for plus-sized characters and that gooey, swoony romance is what Bridgerton is built for. The show is about toe-curling, butterfly-raising love stories and Polin deserves to have that, so I am going to cry if that love story gets overshadowed by arguments about whether Penelope is a good person or not. I am going to cry if the narrative tries to make me conflicted about supporting the first romantic lead to ever make me feel represented on screen.
Does anyone else have thoughts here? Seriously I’m begging to hear what other people think. Also sorry it’s 3am so I’m barely coherent
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Oscar Wilde, De Profundis // @i-wrotethisforme // Jorge Louis Berges // @smokeinsilence //@viridianmasquerade //Jorge Louis Berges // @honeytuesday // Kaveh Akbar // F. Scott Fitzgerald // AKR //Olivie Blake, from “Alone With You in the Ether” // Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrimage
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Roses are red violets are blue i don't know why u thought this font would help u get thru
Let me make one thing extremely fucking clear
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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[This little baby is now called To Suspend Time and the full version is posted on AO3 here. It is a short 4.9k words which is one of my SHORTEST EVER and I am extremely proud of the fact as I am incapable of writing short ANYTHING. Please show some love! And I'm sorry for the delay but a huge huge thanks to everyone who supported the little parts here on Tumblr, you have my deepest affection forever and ever. ❤️]
Bridgerton AU 02x08 onwards: Part 5
~Edwina~
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The strangest, most startled and uncomfortable silence followed the Viscount’s words. She had stared at him throughout his rather passionate discourse but tried to pull her gaze away for propriety’s sake; he had shrugged off his brother and stalked to the other end of the room, jaw stiff and his back ramrod straight. Distance did not exactly serve to hide his struggle to find air, however, and she was now insightful enough to understand that the semblance of calm he seemed desperate for was something only Kate could ever bring him.
Lady Danbury looked properly exasperated by the circumstances, which Edwina could understand but honestly could not truly sympathize with. She was still struggling to process the fact that the Viscount, who had been ready to marry her, now wished to marry Kate; for whatever false reasons him and his brother would have them believe, they all very obviously knew the truth.
She also realized suddenly that while she was now, thankfully, aware of the feelings that had been brewing, she had extremely foolishly misjudged the true depth of how badly bungled, for the lack of a better word, things had to be from both their ends for the situation to reach the level of skewedness that it had. Naturally, she had spent more time dissecting her sister’s actions and feelings and words and only now, as she watched her once to-be husband’s flexed jaw and shaking shoulders, did she consider the other side of the coin.
 Because that was simply what they were. Two sides of the same coin that was traded too frequently and loosely, only for people to really forget its true value. It was clear to her now more than ever as the rush of memories almost threated to blind her with the stark clarity with which they presented the rather obvious clues she had missed for a good few months.
And she had to simply think of things before the disastrous dinner because she was now sure that once she had moronically declared her love for the Viscount, Kate would have begged him to go forward with the original engagement, despite being completely aware of both of their true feelings by then.
And he had agreed, the stupid stupid love struck man. He had agreed and resigned himself to think of her beautiful Kate as the thorn removed from the blossoming flower of our lives. It was that, more than anything else, that cemented for her how similarly idiotically both the individuals in question operated when faced with fulfilling the wishes of those that they loved the most. It was revolting and terrifying and beautiful at the same time. She simply could not make up her mind.
The first time itself that she had seen the Viscount, in fact, now that she recalled, had been because Kate had tactlessly announced at their first ever ball – I know that gentleman.
Of course, neither of them had acknowledged each other’s presence outside the formalities when they had been introduced but now that she thought about it, she remembered the double take from the Viscount before his eyes had widened, stuck to her beautiful sister’s tall frame and then lowered resolutely and permanently as they had greeted each other.
She recalled Kate’s words the next morning when she had finally provided her list to the three of them with rapidly increasing comprehension – Lord Bridgerton is quite adept at conveying false first impressions. The actual circumstances of their first meeting really provided much needed perspective and context for a lot of things, indeed.
The tiff at the races was unexpected but not exactly a surprise to her – Kate had always been steadfast, stubborn and hard to impress. And it had only reached new levels when she had been pitted against the Viscount but she couldn’t decide if it had been because she had felt personally slighted by his actions and words or simply because they were both so similar that they each couldn’t help but push back at the other. After all, that was definitely what the Viscount had done with the appalling gift-giving and the dramatic display at the soiree, had it not?
And after that, well, it had simply been the final turn down the doomed road, hadn’t it? Just as Lady Danbury had put it. She now suspected that something untoward must have happened during the hunt, as Kate had finally decided to grudgingly acknowledge the decency of the man in whatever vague terms as had been possible for her at the moment, after that particular event.
They had, of course, both been rather transparent about their true feelings on the matter. At least, now that she was shifting her focus to the Viscount, she could find the instances piling up in an unhelpful sort of proof of her own delinquency. It included, but was definitely not limited to his odd focus on arguing with Kate at the races, his shock and distress – and not displeasure as she had originally assumed – during the end of his dance with Kate when he had presumably found out about her future plans, the flash of guilt on both their faces when they had returned to see them with Mr. Brookes, standing a touch too close with the ring stuck on her finger and their eventual panicked glances at each other while it was being tugged off, his observation about Dorset – that whole conversation really – and the stubborn insistence to help her off that had resulted in the unfortunate tumble.
And then, of course, she remembered Kate and her lingering stare, of course she had been a right bloody fool, hadn’t she? It had always been there –
She was snapped out her stupor by the arrival of the footman who proceeded to announce that the Doctor was finished and suddenly, all the air from the room had evaporated and Edwina could only clutch at her mother’s hand as they both shot up from their seats.
Unwillingly and finally, by complete co-incidence, she met the Viscount’s eyes again as they all edged forward to wait for the man and all her previous musings fled her as she met his eyes and simply saw her own painful anticipation reflected back at her. It did not matter what had happened and how it had come to this moment. The only thing that mattered was that there was someone who clearly loved Kate as much as she did, perhaps if not more and she would be damned if she let anyone stand in the way of her sister’s happiness, be it herself, Lady Danbury or the whole damn London ton.
Fin.
To Suspend Time - Find full version on AO3 here. Thank you for reading!💝✨
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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I am sort of struggling to think of writers who would not welcome these things. Art based off of other art is like (beautiful)²
Reblog if you are a fic writer who welcomes moodboards, playlists, remixes, art and any other type of gift based on your stories.
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Whoa this is actually happening? A very very interesting concept.
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This is a legit book I saw in the bookstore today and lads? I do not think it’s satirical
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liliesandparchment · 1 year
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Someday, somebody is going to take Procreate away from me, but until then I will subject you all to this
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It's one more of those the author prolly didn't mean to do all that post
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This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8
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