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The Best of Darcy + Lizzie
The Best of Darcy + Lizzie
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Audrey Hepburn, during the filming of Sabrina, poses for photographer Mark Shaw on the Paramount lot, 1953.
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Darcy’s subtle reactions (or reasons why Daniel is awesome at...
Darcy’s subtle reactions (or reasons why Daniel is awesome at playing him)
[inspired by a conversation with squishycupcake]
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Finally got my stat data back, will now be manuscript mode! Have to be in manuscript mode!
Looking at the raw stat data gives me a headache, good thing my statistician place it in a table. Thank you! :D
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Palaro
Played table tennis, still didn’t win, but I’d like to think we gave a good fight… I hope…
Games officially started this morning. Got pulled in to join the tug of war. My fingers still have a tingling sensation…
I’ll miss this.
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Billie Jean through the years
holy fuck
Now this is epic.
Freakin Tumblr geniuses.
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plutonis: cant-catch-this-snitch: castiels-hunter: caffine-add...
“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”
Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”
oh my god
I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.
I’m almost afraid to want it.
John Green, we’re waiting.
“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”
I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.
You begin to ask me something.
“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.
“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”
Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.
“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”
Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.
“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”
You ask me if I’m afraid.
And oddly, I’m not.
“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”
It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you.
You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.
You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.
I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.
“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”
You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.
There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.
“You can do it.”
For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.
The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.
“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”
The end.
SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL
Plot Twist:
“I love you.” She whispered softly closing the book. Her fantasy must end and he must die with it no matter how great their love. Tears fell from her eyes, landing upon the hard worn cover of her most beloved book. The book in which lied the love of her life. The book that loved her back. She ached to open it again but she could not continue like this. She must move on and live a life not in her precious book. Sobs racked her body as she walked to the self, hesitantly sliding her beloved book into the shelf. It was only for a time, she told herself. That she would come back again and read the story of her love again and that she may fall in love again. Whipping her eyes she turned toward the door, but froze in her tracks. A man stood there, concern lining his every feature. She knew that face. It was exactly as she had pictured it, from every line of his jaw to the exact color of his eyes. This can’t be possible.
“Why are you crying?” Oh, his voice. That was his voice. It was as soothing as she had imagined. Her knees grew week and her mind went numb. She struggled for words as he approached her slowly, he knelt before her and touched her cheek, worry etched in his gentle movement. “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”
She could only choke out, “You’re real?”
I’M SCREAMING
FUCK IT GOT BETTER
Sheesh. The beautiful thing about this, too, is that every reader would picture their lover differently. There would be no images in the book. None at all. You, the reader, would be the one to craft the make of the entity in the book, be them male or female. Just like in real life, your lover would look different from everyone else’s, and, in a way, their personality would, too.
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eschergirls: michellemariepfeiffer: Annette Bening was cast as...
- Annette Bening was cast as Catwoman, but was replaced by Michelle Pfeiffer when she became pregnant. Pfeiffer’s $3 million salary was $2 million more than was offered to Bening.
- Michelle Pfeiffer got through 60 catsuits during the 6 month shoot, at a cost of $1,000 a time.
- In order to get the cats to surround Selina when she’s knocked out, the filmmakers put tuna on a dummy version of Selina and tuna on Selina’s suit.
- Madonna was considered for the role of Catwoman.
- During an A&E Biography, Michelle Pfeiffer said that her Catwoman costume was vacuum sealed once she was fitted into it for scenes, so she actually had only a short amount of time to perform before she would have to have it opened or she could become light headed and pass out. She also admitted that when she first was learning to use the whip she accidentally cut her trainer’s face with it, at which he acted as a complete gentleman and continued with their training.
- Susan Sarandon showed great interest in the role of Catwoman, but at age 46 was considered too old for the role.
- During one scene, Michelle Pfeiffer had to put a live bird in her mouth.
- The catsuit was so tight on Michelle Pfeiffer that she often had trouble hearing her own voice. Tim Burton had to tell her to lower her voice register because she would often shout her dialogue instead of just saying it.
Batman Returns (1992) by Tim Burton, Catwoman
This has been passed my way by a few people who wanted to note that Catwoman’s skintight costume was achieved by vacuum packing her in it, and that it led to Pfeiffer being light headed if she performed in it for too long.
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rollerskater: they actually look like sisters
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