sassenachwrites:

Not that i need another roleplay, or even a 1×1, but I would really be happy if I could do something with a plot like Married at First Sight. Where Muse A and Muse B sign up for this thing where they get matched up with someone, and are married to them, and they need to try to get to know one another. There could be a lot of angst, and awkwardness, and just – ugh. I dunno, I think it could be great. 

foreverlostopinion:

myxcenterxstage ]

She draped the returned object around her shoulders. Fortunate he should return it, simply standing there his company again gave her a chill. She wanted to excuse herself, but hoped before so for perhaps the smallest restitution.

« Again I thank you, Sir.
            However, I wish I was more fortunate in other capacities of life.  
                       I still, humbly beseech your forgiveness for my folly …  
                                     I am beginning to perceive I have been cursed lack of grace. »

    Darcy nodded. Curious that she seemed almost frightened – did she think he would punish her for so insignificant a mistake? His brow furrowed with the thought.

    Do you often doubt your self worth, madam? I fear there are greater things to trouble yourself over. I have dismissed your apology, as there is no need for one. Why do you insist that I forgive you still?

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Priscilla half-scoffed at the query, yet managed to catch herself with a brusk ‘Ahem!’.
Social dignity had a funny way to hold it’s own importance. 

« Honestly, it lightens the burden of slander’s humiliation. This year (as opposed to sublime years prior since my court presentation) social misfortune appears to be following at my heels. So I try to make amends as best I can …  »

castouthomeless:

myxcenterxstage:

« Well, if Master Nickleby doesn’t mind…
          and if you insist… I would fancy that »

Her hands folded and began to fidget as she
began to wonder about Smike’s plan. She
couldn’t deny Nicholas was handsome,
though she hadn’t been forthright to him
at all simply out of shyness.

Smike sidled up to her side, a sloppy
smile etched on his face, filled with
gladness. His plan was set to a t,
surely it would work! 

“Then–then t-talk t’ him,”
he offered, shrugging haphazardly.
“You w-will, won’t y-you?”

How Smike always found the way to
make Priscilla’s most lugubrious days
to those of joy – to the point even a
giggle escaped her lips. 

« Of course, Smike! Your friend is…
well, let’s… let’s just say he –
yes I’d quite fancy that! »

books0977:

Girl with a Violin (1887). Emil Carlsen (Danish/American, 1848-1932). Oil on canvas.

Carlsen was as sensitive aesthetically oriented artist. In an era when many artists succumbed to the pressure resulting from The Armory Show to follow modernistic developments, Carlsen remained faithful to his inborn aesthetic sense continuing to create at an extremely high qualitative level.

OH MY GOSH YET ANOTHER PAINTING ON THE DASH THAT PERFECTLY RESEMBLES PRISCILLA.

TEENAGE PRISCILLA IN THIS ONE. 

I HAVE THIS HEADCANON THAT THOMAS’S FRIEND MR. HART TEACHES PRISCILLA THE VIOLIN AND OMG THIS IS JUST PERF ❤