#starter: lizzie

[inviteitin]

"Where the hell is my boutique? And why do I think Hope Mikaelson has something to do with this?"

[fuckmeupindie]

“You really thought you were going to win this time?” Lizzie and the other had just finished training together. Wrestling. She was known to win against everyone in the gym, but they still liked to take her on. “You did put up a fight though. Why don’t we go grab something to eat? My treat.”

[inviteitin]

If Lizzie still had a heart, it would've stopped beating the second she opened the box with this dress inside of it. Not only was it gorgeous, but it was the same one she'd worn with Sebastian. But how did it make it here in 2010? No one else had seen her in it, not that she could remember, anyway. But, did that mean he was here? Would she find him at this ball? Not wanting to think too hard about it, not wanting to let those memories flood her head, she pushed her thoughts to the back of her mind as she put the dress on. Arriving at the Lockwood Mansion, she waited for someone to invite her in, her eyes widening at the sight of the ball. She offered a small smile and thank you as she went inside, not sure where she should start first.

[theaustenproject-blog]

“No expenses spared, huh? I feel like this venue is worth more than my car. Remind me how mom knows the groom?”

[phoebsrps-blog]

George darling, please let go of Lizas hand… She will not fall..she will fall if ye keep holding her whilst you’re running.. What — a flower? Ye want to give it to her? Go ahead then - go. Come here, give mum a kiss though.. Go.. Go give it to her..  - He is so smitten by her and he practically oozes charm.. Didn’t quite get that from Henry..