Theo “I adore you with every fibre of my being. I would give everything for you. Every penny I have the shirt off my back the shoes off my feet, everything I have I would give just to see you smile. I love you like I have never loved anything or anyone, which is why I cannot marry you, I cannot lock you in to a life of poverty, a life of fear and doubt. You deserve to have everything you’ve ever dreamed of everything you’ve ever wanted. You deserve to live a life of comfort, free from worry about where your next meal is coming from, or how you’re going to afford this months rent. And when your health fails you, in the hardest hours of your life, you deserve a doctor by your side. I can’t give you that life, miss Eloise, so you should go, now. Go and find someone who can, a gentleman who can allow you to live the life you want in comfort and peace. And I will love you, silently from the sidelines. I will watch you walk to your love on your wedding day, and tell everyone that asks that the tears I shed are those of joy.” Sharpe
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Eloise “perhaps you are right. Perhaps I do deserve better than this life, but doesn’t everyone? Why am I so special and different that I deserve more than everyone else, no. I may deserve a better life than the one you can give but I do not want it. I am a woman, Theo. You know as well as I do that there are a very limited number of decisions I get to make for myself in my life. Who I marry, where I choose to begin this part of my life, the person I choose to have by my side until the day I die is one of the ONLY decisions I get to make. One of the ONLY decisions I get the final say in and I’ll be damned if I allow you to take that choice away from me. You may think I deserve better but I do not want better. I want you. I want this life. Because I would rather struggle through with you than live a comfortable life in a big house with some gentleman, and on my deathbed realise I have never truly lived, never truly loved. I deserve to die without regrets, with the man I love by my side, so I do not care if you think I deserve better Theo, because you are what I want. I deserve the life that I want. Please do not deny me that. I love you Theo. And I will never marry anyone else so I suggest you meet me here in agreement, so we can finally begin building the life we both deserve.” Bridgerton
riza hawkeye age 11: dearest diary mine. today i was tending the houseplants as one does, hoping as i do every day that my spells will finally work and the vines will come to life and i can place it next to father as he sleeps, and it shall strangle him, and he shall wake up dead, and i shall be free. free!
anyway. i was tending the plants with my ceramic watering can and i heard a knocking at the door, and i opened it to discover the most pathetic boy alive, perhaps. soaked right through with the rain but still perhaps 75 pounds at the most, dressed up like he’s off to church, or his uncle’s wedding. how disgraceful. his name is roy mustang, and i have decided i will NOT be his friend, no matter how he pleads. i have no need for meddlesome boys.
mr mustang, age 13, apparently from central (can you believe it, diary? a city boy, and a scandalous backstory to boot - raised in a brothel, diary! i wonder if he can sing!) came to ask father to teach him alchemy. i don’t see why, it’s a trivial pursuit much akin to the parlor tricks im sure he learned back home (got em again! i hope he knows how funny i am being right now, though he must never read you, diary)
i told him we are not kind to solicitors, and closed the door. father had to ruin my fun, of course, as is his mission in life i suppose. he came downstairs after only 20 minutes or so and let mr mustang in, and took the discussion of tutelage to his office. apparently he’s going to earn his keep in the coops and the garden, which is fine. maybe i can get some meat on city boy’s bones. foolish
roy, still shivering in his wet clothes from 4 hours ago, knocking timidly on the bathroom door: miss riza are you almost finished
literally this
Bffs 5eva
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From my modern!au, the kool kids in America
be running up that road // be running up that hill // be running up that building
It was 20 years ago (ish) :: Empire magazine publishes The Lord of the Rings: A Celebration, a special booklet enclosed with the magazine's January 2004 issue, which was released in December 2003. The booklet carried interviews with the principal cast of the LOTR trilogy as well as a significant amount of the creatives involved. The photography was taken in Watford, New York, Wellington, London, Sydney, Los Angeles, Surrey, Melbourne, and Vancouver between February and October 2003. Shown here: Ian McKellen (Gandalf), Elijah Wood (Frodo), Billy Boyd (Pippin); John Rhys-Davies (Gimli/Treebeard), Dominic Monaghan (Merry), Sean Bean (Boromir); Orlando Bloom (Legolas), Sean Astin (Sam), Viggo Mortensen (Aragorn); Miranda Otto (Eowyn), Andy Serkis (Gollum/Smeagol), Liv Tyler (Arwen); Bernard Hill (Theoden), Christopher Lee (Saruman), Karl Urban (Eomer); Hugo Weaving (Elrond), David Wenham (Faramir), and Cate Blanchett (Galadriel). [Note: Dominic Monaghan's photo here is an outtake; the actual shot in the booklet can be seen here. These photoshoots provided several excellent outtakes that I'd be happy to share if there is interest.]
[ The Wellington premiere of ROTK | Air Frodo from NZ to LA | Los Angeles | Berlin | London | New York (1) | New York (2) ]
a few mid thigh pocket patch spreads. ive been working a lot on my ~2 year old patch shorts (formerly pants) while ive been sick so i thought id show part of them off to y'all :) more pics coming soon.
pic 1: (pretty much unreadable) npfo, alice donut, pup, "the word for not changing is death" [pat the bunny], jesus does the dishes [pat the bunny]
pic 2: no justice no peace, harley poe, anti fascist action symbol, system of a down, silence =death
if anyone has questions about my shorts let me know id be happy to answer