miss thang

liza. xx. infp/entj. gemini. slytherin. whose l o v e is the tightest? whose kiss is the n i c e s t? whose touch is the rightest?

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adelaidekcnes:

              she hadn’t had time to say much else, not that she felt she could anyway seeing the state that they were in she couldn’t possibly find something insightful to say so she did what she knew she could: she hugged the love of her life back, dropping the box she had been holding on to on the floor and she held on for dear life in a small attempt to comfort him, to let him know that she was there. at his side, just like she always promised she would be. “ sim, estou bem. “ she confirmed doe eyes instantly overflowing with tears as he kissed her forehead and then she listened intently an inaudible gasp slipping her lips as she looked from her love to her husband.

leaning her face into her husband’s hand she closed her eyes for a brief moment before reaching up and taking his hand in hers squeezing it softly, before stepping forward and whipping the traces of tears that were in his eyes with her fingers, before wrapping her arms around him as well. her husband might not be the man she was in love with, but he was someone she loved. they had become partners, confidants and best friends, they were her family. “ estou aqui. vamos a encontrar uma maneira sim? “ she replied as she pulled away from gus, doe eyes finding her way to the blue of declan’s as she reached for his hand as well, lacing it through hers as she held on to gus’s own. 

feeling tris’ hand in his, he gave it a small squeeze before turning his attention to augustine. “do not, brother---” he tried, using his free hand to grip his baby brother’s shoulder. “tis not our fault, and tis certainly not yours.” the two of them had their issues, so many it was impossible to count, but declan would always go to bat for augustine. always. he looked to tris, placing his fingers beneath her chin and lifting her eyes to his. “she will be alright... she must. we all will be. we are together... alright?” his voice was reassuring, looking back and forth between gus and tris. 

“your grace...” a strangers voice drew them to attention, gus immediately stepping forward as one of the physicians exited esme’s room. flustered, the young duke folded his arms in front of himself. “how is she?” he asked. the doctor took in a deep breath. “she is STABLE, and sleeping. but she has lost a lot of blood. we worry for her recovery.” it took all of declan’s power to not begin cursing right then and there, to not allow his anger to overtake him. he figured he would let gus do the talking. “may we see her?” augustine’s worry was overwhelming, though he tried to remain calm. the physician nodded just slightly before the doors were opened to the three of them. “i only ask that you be careful, and quiet. she must rest before all else.” but the final sentiment was nearly ignored as declan and gus both rushed inside; declan still holding tightly onto tris’ fingers. esme was silent, still, sleeping soundly with a serene look on her face; just as peacefully beautiful as the boys had always known her to be. there were bandages wrapped around her shoulders, and bruises on her cheeks, but the rise and fall of her chest left the boys feeling calmed, even if only a little.

[mahitoluvr]

character aesthetics: draco malfoy

you see, i, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that i, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.

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adelaidekcnes:

                 " that the ‘usband named her. “ elizabeth replied as a beaming smile grazed her features briefly leaning into the hug rosa offered. “ it was ‘is turn and we ‘ad long ago discussed the names that we would ‘ave liked our child tae ‘ave. “ she explained with a scrunch of her nose. “ and this wee little one ‘ere ‘er name is odette. say ello darling. “ she stated as she bounced her daughter in her arms in an attempt to let the blonde see her better. “ but dae nae fret rosa, if god is willing tae bless us with more children… ah shall put in a good word when tis liam’s turn to choose. i say ye should start winning ‘im over. likes pets that one, rather fond of tiziana. “ she happily mused as she looked at the italian princess. “ the pig i mean. “ she quickly explained before noticing one of her ladies gesture towards a chair. “ oh all right. ah shall sit. “ she tilted her head as if to say follow me and reluctantly took a seat. “ don’t ye look… are ye rounder than the last time ah saw ye? ‘ow much longer? “

“well at least consider me for a middle name at some point. what if i were to drop dead right here and now, bess, what then? she is very beautiful, though, that one. i foresee many suitors.” rosa scrunched her nose, taking a seat nearby bess as her ladies gathered by the door. she watched the other woman, how she was with the child, a confused look on her features as if she wasn’t sure what to make of the scene. “besides that, liam will soon realize how much he adores me, as do most others. he is by far the only child i have ever taken a liking to. have yet to kick him, ye know. that tis progress.” she tilted her head at the question, rolling her eyes a bit. her hand found way to her tummy. “far too long. too, too long. i cannot wait to be a normal size once again. tis like every day i have gained twenty pounds. i’m beginning to feel uncertain there is only ONE child in there. i’m huge.” speaking so much was already making her short of breath, causing one of her ladies to rush forward---whom she waved off passively. 

[malfcysdraco-blog]

“Don’t waste a wish on me.” ( Rick x Aria )

“you make it sound so simple, but do you have any idea what you’re asking me to do?” rick furrowed his brow, leaning against his desk as he folded his arms in front of him. not a day had passed since aria had started working for him without some thought regarding her rushing through his mind. she was so captivating, in a way he couldn’t say for many of the women that garnered his life. it was supposed to be easy, pushing the idea of the two of them away, but it hadn’t been ---at all. whenever she entered a room, he was placed on high alert, and everyone knew it. he was so painfully aware of her movements, her presence. even then, sitting there, he couldn’t help but watch her from the corner of his eye. “GIOVANNI....” he paused, waving at his butler. “could you give the two of us a moment, please?” gio offered a friendly, yet knowing, grunt as he walked out of the door; closing it slowly as if he were attempting to continue listening in.

after his exit, rick took a chance. he pushed himself away from his desk and neared her. though he kept his hands to himself, the urge to do more was there, and it screamed at him like a bullhorn. “...i’m not quite sure if you have noticed, aria, but i am... you are...” a frustrated glance graced his features before he softened, “this isn’t like a normal work arrangement for me. i have never... been so INTERESTED in an employee before, i hope you can understand.” rick hated having to do this, to address the fact that she did, at the end of the day, work for him. the entire idea was taboo. “i’ve taken a certain... interest in you. i---i am always quite concerned about how things are... how you feel here, with the house, the others... with me.” 

he took a seat nearby, watching her every mannerism as he did. “if the feeling is not mutual, then feel free to tell me, feel free to decline... i have no desire to make you feel uncomfortable here... and if it does end up the latter, then i will gladly help you find work elsewhere; but... aria...” pause. he folded his hands in front of him, sitting them casually on his lap in order to hide their tremble. “at the risk of sounding too... er.... creepy... would you like to go to dinner with me? just once?” he lifted his eyes to hers, gauging her reaction. “see, again, i am not sure if you have noticed... but my interest in you has not been---platonic, per se...” a lump began to form in his throat, one he attempted to clear but ultimately failed. “the thing is... you cannot ask me to not waste a wish on you, because anything i would ever wish for... is YOU.”

[malfcysdraco-blog]

Ravenclaw: *stares blankly at chalkboard*

Slytherin: Are you okay?

Ravenclaw: *turns to stare blankly at Slytherin*

Slytherin: Ravenclaw?

Ravenclaw: Do you think dogs know about thumbs?

Slytherin: What?

Ravenclaw: Or do they think all humans are magic because of thumbs?

Slytherin: This is why everyone said I shouldn't be your friend.

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Keith Powers for Taylor Magazine

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The day I stop trusting you is the day I die. You’ve proven your value and you’ve showed me what a wonderful heart you have, Syrena, and your Empire knows it well. We could be having some troubles now but you have your people who know better times will come. Wewe mwenyewe moyo wangu na kila kitu mimi, Malkia yangu. Na kama wewe huduma kwa ajili yangu hata kidogo huwezi kufanya maoni yoyote juu ya nini nimekuwa tu alisema.

[queensyrenali-blog]

…

R–Right, well. Once Ezekiel gets here, things will begin to look better. It is only a matter of time before you… all… You all are in Songhai with me once more.

[bademance]

“I can’t believe that worked.”

“Shut up.”

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Rami Kadi fall 2016 capsule collection

[elizabethsolsen]

You okay?

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adelaidekcnes:

            she’d been visiting her family, having convinced her gabriel via letter to come to spain. she wanted to talk about his wedding, her favorite brother was to be wed and she couldn’t be more thrilled not to mention impressed that someone had finally done the impossible get him to settle down soon enough however an argument with sofia came, but that wasn’t unusual, what would be out of the ordinary is if they suddenly didn’t FIGHT each other. still she was happy to have visited home. having come to terms with the fact that she’d miss spain always. it was her country, it was engrained in her heart just as much as her siblings who still REMAINED there. seeing maxie back had also been a relief, even if maxim was still no where to be seen at court. 

the duchess had fallen asleep a few miles away from portuguese court, her head leaning against her carriage door as she clutched a small box close to her: a gift. for esme, it was a locket one that matched the one she always wore and the inscription on one side of it read. ‘ Eu não poderia ter pedido uma irmã melhor. ‘ her peaceful sleep however was interrupted as a guard shook her awake. an irritated look crossed her features before she realized that it had been within reason and what she heard next made her rush inside the velvet box still firmly gripped in her hand. making her way through the corridors doe eyes searched for any signs of declan or her husband, her eyes full of tears as she reached the infirmary. “ que paso? “

“tris...” declan’s voice was breathy, concerned. immediately, he stood from where he was and rushed toward her, wrapping his arms around her for fear of letting her go. he didn’t care about their status, or anything, at that point. the first and only thing on his mind were here and her safety. “we were so worried something might have happened to ye, are ye alright?” he asked, speaking into her hair as he held her close. he pulled away slightly, but not before leaving a soft kiss on her forehead. the tears that had stained his cheeks still pulling at his skin, he tried to say more but no words would come. looking to gus for help, his voice dropped as did his heart. “we were AMBUSHED.” the longing in his eyes was too much to bare.

gus stood, walking towards tris with sadness in his eyes. “meu querido....” he spoke softly, placing a hand on her cheek, unsure of how to put it into words. “tris, i cannae even begin to tell ye what happened... it was all so quick, like a daydream or something along those lines.” a sharp inhale, his eyes drawing towards the door that still remained closed. “there were many men, and the two of us---” he motioned between himself and declan, “---we made it out alright, but alfonso he....” he stopped, unable to say the words. he wished not to cry in front of his wife, but the welling up in his eyes was not going to subside. “and... esme... she---she has been hurt. stabbed, right in the chest.” declan stopped him, knowing that it was going to be too hard for his brother to continue. gus took a moment, turning away from the pair as he wiped at his cheeks. “---we were supposed to protect her, dec... it was supposed to be us, protecting her. ALWAYS.”

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            it had ben about four days since she had given birth to her third child and elizabeth couldn’t be more thrilled nothing in the world could replace the joy of motherhood. she had often heard people say things like ‘ they were born for the roles, they played in life. ‘ and she agreed. upon hearing a muffled cry, the princess sat up in her bed and shook her head, she’d been asked to take things slow, to pace herself the physicians still thinking she was in a delicate position. “ let me, please…” she softly ordered as she pushed herself out of her bed and approached her newly born daughter’s crib, a servant picking the little princess up and placing her in elizabeth’s arms. “ my love..” she cooed softly as she pressed a kid to the child’s head. “ ye ‘ave ‘ad me waiting a LONG LONG while and mum isn’t very patient i’m afraid… but ye ye are beautiful. “

[malfcysdraco-blog]

timing was everything. rosamaria waltzed through the english halls with her ladies in tow, walking with intent towards elizabeth’s chambers. having heard of her going into labor, she had been biding her time just waiting for the chance to say hello. she ddin’t want to impede, surely family would come before all else, and she had no issue exuding her patience. but, her excitement was beginning to get the better of her, and surely audric was tired of hearing her ‘WHAT IF’ questions. “may i see her?” she asked the guards as she approached the room, the doors opening for her soon thereafter. entering, ross took in the sight of bess and her daughter, a happy grin forming on her lips. “i do hope ye named her rosa, after the darling, lovely, beautiful soul i am.” she joked, nearing bess so that she might give her a one armed hug---one that was just a bit awkward considering ross’ large belly, and the child in bess’ arms. “and if not, then what were ye thinking?”

[troublefindsme]

Brett Dalton | ‘The Tourist’ Trailer.

[jlowndesdaily]

Jessica Lowndes as Adrianna Tate-Duncan on 90210; 3x08.

[kiernwalker]

I am the last one Everyone knows how I tried Love, let me meet you When everyone has to Have someone to love I never met one What’s so strange about me What’s so strange about me Can’t I be loved, loved, ooh, ooh Loved, loved, ooh, ooh

[arimendozas]

Yes, all we’re looking for is love from someone else. A rush. A glance. A touch. A dance. 

[reckless-tunes]

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“Can you hear the silence? Can you see the dark? Can you fix the broken? Can you feel, can you feel my heart?”