[thelostsmiles]

I hope that’s not your speech.

[jdshhi]

[sobloodywhat]

parallels

[karadenizin]

"there should be a line between employer and employee" the line: ⑈〳︵〆〵𖡎

Audrey x Siegfried "What Kind of Man"

[foulprincebouquet2-blog]

Our parents are being funny and flirty again...

Since so many of you enjoyed the first video, I had to do a second one (there was still too much good unused material). I can't stress enough how much I adore these two, how very amusing and how CUTE they are. Just look at them!

And you two: Kiss already‼️ Please? 🙏🥺

PS: Not my best and proudest editing work plus some weird sound gliches after the upload to Youtube. But I've only had limited time to get this done, so here we are🤓 🤷‍♀️

[sobloodywhat]

because your soul feels like home

thank you @karadenizin for the inspiration

[karadenizin]

"Plato's Idea" or the soulmateism of it all

[davidbyrne]

Audrey x Siegfried: words are futile devices

[eternally-conflicted]

All Creatures Great and Small (2020) Season 2–Audrey helping her son with his jacket / helping her husband with his jacket

[eternally-conflicted]

Someone call the royal guard; My queen has been replaced. I had no warning ere I saw An unfamiliar face.

(There was another, long ago, But that’s not who I mean; Although we reigned in comfort then She’s now more like a dream.)

My current queen is cold as ice, More hardy than the Dales; She speaks; I do, and that is that. Her judgment’s never failed.

And when this hollow crown of mine Sits ill upon my head, I’ve greater need for words of hers Than to be merely fed.

We met deep in our grief, you see, Abandoned, lost in doubt; She clasped my hand and slow but sure Together we climbed out.

The empire, it was crumbling then, We had much work to do; “‘Tis not the mountain, but ourselves” Such was her constant tune.

Slow bit by bit the life returned To these four walls within. I cared for her, and she for me; We became nearly kin.

E’en more than that, I found in her An echo of myself; Ambition, fervor, energy Possessed by no one else.

I’m not the only one she saved: An orphaned prince of mine Was wrapped in her embrace as well, And flourished tall and fine.

Others joined, though I preferred To keep our numbers small She always said, and she was right, I could not do it all.

I owe her more than words can say, My very life to start; She made it more than ‘twas before, Breathed life into my heart.

Perhaps we feel more fondness than I realized at first; But that comes second to the task— Especially for her.

Besides, she’d never care for me As a wife would for her man; We share a purpose rather than An earthly, common plan.

It’s fine; we live, and that is more Than I had dared expect; Back when sadness conquered me And left me close to death.

But then, tonight, before the Yule, I wandered my domain; Searching for I know not what, Calling my lady’s name;

A vision in a gown appeared Of finest blackened silk; Not mourning—no, not anymore— Lively and young, still.

I never knew that arms so strong Could turn so lissomely; Her skin was cream, her hair like ink, Flowing fair and free;

And eyes, my God, what eyes were those That pinned me to the floor? A stunning cast of blue, or grey, Each shade grappling for more.

She seemed surprised, caught in the act, Her transformation rued; I could not speak, so shocked was I, Bewitched and bothered, too.

Perhaps beneath the frozen waves Her water pulses warm; And in it swims a loving heart That aches to be reborn.

I know not where my liege has gone, E’en less know if I care; This stranger with a queenly face Looks awfully at home there.

Tonight I turned my weary head In search of regal grace, And on the throne a beauty sat; My queen has been replaced.

“My queen has been replaced” on ao3

[royalbesties]

Throwback Thursday to last year.

[royalbesties]

And a first Audrey.

[lt-commandertom]

we need to post more about Beverly Crusher because she is SO FINE

[earhartsease]

and she didn't stop looking fine

[persistentpeony]

(*/ω＼*)❤️

[bambicest]

it's so wild to me that you absolutely cannot force a hyperfixation to happen. like you'll watch the most perfectly tailor-made-for-you content that everyone says you'll love and feel absolutely nothing, and then the thing you watch on a whim to fill time will reach through the screen and put its damn fingers in your brain and start rearranging the neurons right in front of you and every single time you're like THIS??? THIS??????? and this happens like every 6-12 months forever

[naldibutnice]

Enid Markey and Tallulah Bankhead in the Broadway production of The Exciters, 1922. Photo by White Studio.

[disorienteddreams]

Romance Sentimentale (Sergei Eisenstein & Grigori Aleksandrov, 1930)