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If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you; you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love. I love… I love you.

#( hymns written upon thine skin. ) #( pride much too heavy to swallow. ) #( there is a galaxy scattered in your eyes; present but unseen. )

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❧firmiis

                        "My husband, don't you know that it                      doesn't do to leave such a fine novel out."

        Mirth layered strong voice as a serving platter was balanced on one hand while the other brushed against the fine, worn pages of a book left to bask in the warm sunlight. Yellowed pages were fine and all——but near unforgivable on such fine craftsmanship. Still, tea was set upon the desk as her hips swayed, the joint where leg met torso pressed against the unyielding wood as the Mistress of Pemberley poured that whom possessed her heart a cup.

        ( And if she had intercepted a maid and insisted upon bringing the man his afternoon tea——well, propriety aside, the woman was bored, god forbid she do something kind for her dearest. )

#firmiis #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #( v; mistress of pemberley ) #[ for whenever you get on poppy bb skdjfnsdkjn i just wanted to do another thing uwu #also i forgot how to lizzy doN'T LOOK AT ME HUFFS A LOT ] #[ also you don't actually have to reply i'm js #ok ok enough from me scurries away ]

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( precious dame ):

        ❛           Lizzy !! ❜              adrenaline rushes through her veins              at the    g l i m p s e    of  a  most              FAMILIAR   face.        such sweet              remembrance    of   lovely   times              shared.                       it has only been but two weeks,                           & yet it feels like an  INFINITY  more              warm  arms  wrap  the  other  in  a              tumultuous  e m b r a c e.  a  light              squeal of excitement  passing her              lips.

                Joyous laughter spilled forth from softly                 parted lips and the embrace is returned                 with nary a moment of hesitation. To see                 someone so precious to her never failed                 to bring upon her face a smile to rival the                 sun itself.

                        And Musichetta? As cherished as                         her sisters; or at least thereabouts.                         They were kindred spirits, after                         all; such could not be doubted.

                     ( it was r a r e that she held                      someone in such esteem. )

        "Oh, 'Chetta, how have you been? Finals         weren't too cruel to you, were they?"

#supxrbia #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #( v; realistic idealism. ) #[ thESE TWO ARE SO IMPORTANT I'M--CLUTCHES HEART #but i missed you too bb sdkfjsn how've oyu been ??? ]

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( precious dame ):

exaltatiio  M Y LOV E !!

                         "Oh, my darling 'Chetta,                          it's been far too long."

                ( never mind it's been all of two weeks,                 maximum; it had felt like months, though )

#supxrbia #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #[ maKES THIS AN IC THING BECAUSE LIZZY MISSED CHETTA A LOT SDKFJSN #SHRIEKS THO HI BB !!! ] #( v; realistic idealism. )

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                        "Listen—————the sky is                         trying to tell us something."

                Soft pitter patter of rain against the ceiling                 is heard, and whimsy coated mirthful tone                 as dark crowned head is tilted back, eyes                 closing in bliss.

#( v; unknown. ) #( niceties. ) #( prattle. ) #( guest. ) #[ throws out an open ??? #yeah okay let's go with that ] #[ fuck how does one lizzy i tOTALLY FORGOT #STARES OUTSIDE WHY THIS ]

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bloodysteel requested: elizabeth bennet + strengths and flaws

#( hymns written upon thine skin. ) #[ strolls into the club like what up i'M ALIVE AND I'M BACK #don't look at me theme tho i'm working on something else rn-- ]

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#( hymns written upon thine skin. ) #( v; hushed nighttime whispers. ) #[ this is actually 14-ish lizzy tho???? #like fu c k feelings wow ] #[ also i'm saying 14-ish lizzy because keira looks super young in over half of these so like w.e. ]

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( jane; precious sister ):

     She takes interest in her sewing,         centering her attention on the movements         of her fingers rather than the insistence in her sister’s face.

                      ❝ Eliza, do not talk so. Mr. Bingley is a sensible man;                he is aware and well-mannered. Station has little bearing  on how he carries himself. I hold him in high regard as should you. ❞

                Sewing is all good and fine, a true lady's pastime, but                 there were more pressing matters at hand; still, she                 allowed her sister to divert her gaze, though hers remained.

                                "Mr. Bingley is certainly well-mannered, there is no                                 doubt of that, but aware is something I am not too sure                                 of. Leaving so suddenly———it is unforgivable, Jane."

#beniignitas #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #( v; follies of vanity. )

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IF YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER

YOU GOTTA tell me really explicitely because I can’t tell when people are actually flirting with me

#beniignitas #( so very full of kindness. ) #[ i'm laughing here you go jane #this is you ]

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( jane; precious sister ):

     She is the embodiment of patience.         Not even the softest of sighs dare pass her lips.

                      ❝ I mistook an amiable nature for affection.                                     I have only myself to blame, Eliza. ❞

                And, oh, how she loved her sister so, for being                 the true and utter personification of patience.

                                "Oh hush Jane, this is hardly your fault;                                         t'is the fault of the man who surely lacks in sense."

#beniignitas #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #( v; follies of vanity. ) #[ w h oo p s #it's ok tho i'm probably messing up a lot over here LOL ]

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                        "You cannot be serious."

#( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #[ oh my god do i have an open tag #this is why i can't leave blogs for weeks and then come back fuCK ] #( v; unknown. )

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Mr Wickham is blessed with such happy manners as may ensure his making friends — whether he may be equally capable of retaining them, is less certain.

-Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

#( hymns written upon thine skin. ) #( so very full of kindness. ) #( a pretty face to hide such cruel intentions. ) #[ i'll come up with a lydia tag later #i'm laZY DON'T LOOK AT ME ]

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( jane; precious sister ):

     ❝ He is gone. There is nothing to discuss.❞

                  "Oh, very well then. What shall we discuss?                   Mother's newest ideas or perhaps the logic                   behind a man abruptly leaving a woman he                   was so obviously and brazenly in love with."

#beniignitas #( niceties. ) #( prattle. ) #( v; follies of vanity. ) #[ here have an annoyed and over protective lizzy in that case #also in today's edition of: lizzy pLS ]

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quietude. Strolls in here--trIPS AND FALLS ON FACE

#( quietude. ) #[ i did not mean to disappear #i blame copious school work and also my namine blog totally stealing all of my attention always wow ]

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quietude. for tonight you can find me over here!

#( quietude. ) #( tbd. )

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#( mingling. ) #[ yes good go follow #right now do it ]

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( unknown; helpful sort ):

       ❝This is the Lost Woods, miss.❞

    The name is perfectly suitable; Kokiri Forest large and dense, pathways winding like a befuddled road, twisting and turning and vanishing without need. Had he not been raised within the very lands they stood perhaps he may have been in a position very much like hers; but comfort seeps from his very frame, long-eared youth notably relaxed yet no less attentive. Grass soft and familiar against covered knees, the curious quirk of his lips speaks more than the mere words cradled upon his tongue.

       ❝I suppose you’re exactly that— lost.❞

        Even if there had been an attempt to stifle her smile, to shut out the laughter that threatened to——and indeed did——spill past her shut lips, it would have been to no avail. Perhaps being lost was not the kind of thing one should laugh over under any circumstances, yet she did no feel sorrow over such a thing. Being lost simply meant that she would have to find her way out, and among such a glorious wood she felt no true fear, only anticipation, awaiting what would happen next. And, perchance, this young man would help her, though she could not be sure, yet looking upon him and his very nearly relaxed frame she could not quite help the assumption.

                        "Why—yes, it does appear that I am lost.                         Do you run into lost people often, here?"

#brxvura #( prattle. ) #( niceties. ) #( v; unknown. ) #[ yAY yes good uwu #your link is so lovely wo w ]