One Of My Absolute Favourite Things About Pride And Prejudice (2005) Is The Way Darcy Is Just So Taken

Thanks to @freyreh for recommending this. It’s official… I will always love Donnie, no matter the incarnation. He’s adorable. But seriously. This. Is. Bad. Ass.

LONG POST AND A LOT OF READING IM SO SORRY

I tried putting as many of my thoughts as I could but I’m probably missing some things. If I remember or notice anything else, I’ll add onto this post.

Some people found my last post to be helpful so hopefully this one can bring some more insight. These are just all my thoughts and observations and notes in one place so if these are somehow useful, then hey, glad it worked out. Also, I apologize for my bad handwriting and any grammar mistakes in advance. I got like, 4 hours of sleep last night (curse this insomnia). IDK if my terminology makes sense? Like “second line” or “bump.” But I have no idea what else to call them.

!!!!!!ONCE AGAIN THESE ARE JUST MY OBSERVATIONS AND NOTES,,, THIS IS NOTHING OFFICIAL OR ANYTHING!!!!!!

The faces the boys make when Raph is buck-bucking across their shells.

Leo looks like he just pulled something, Mikey looks like he’s gonna puke, and then we’ve got Donnie.

He just looks so in to it like “FUCK ‘EM UP GOOD, RAPH! YOU GO, BRO!”

Based on this scene from Kung Fu Hustle (dialogue was changed for my thing though HAHA)

“Didn’t tell them to do this final kiss in a lingering way actually. They just kind of did it. I guess it felt right.”  - Joe Wright

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Happy Sunday!! 🌹

Beautiful fan art shared by shyenmari on Instagram ✨

i still think the best thing about lizzie/darcy is how almost nobody knew it was happening like it was SCANDALOUS and charged and they constantly oscillated between wanting to jump each other or jump each other’s bones and everyone was too busy watching the vanilla trainwreck of bingley/jane and the victorian equivalent of a nuclear bomb that was lydia and wickham to realize that a whole THING was going on right in front of their respective perfectly boiled vegetables

What endearments am I allowed? Well, let me think. Lizzy for everyday. My Pearl for Sundays and Goddess Divine but only on very special occasions. And what shall I call you when I’m cross? Mrs. Darcy? No. No. You may only call me Mrs. Darcy when you are completely, perfectly, incandescently happy.

"you held her hand ungloved? what, you gave her a lap dance too?"

I'M SO PROUD OF THIS ONE it's my first time trying out semi-realistic art and I just had to do an iconic scene that lives in my head rent free.

we as a society we don’t talk enough about the scene where lizzie tells darcy he should practice small talk and the next day he bursts into her room looking like he’s about to shit himself while commenting on the architecture