I'll keep a part of you with me

@thcreyoullbe sent an inbox meme

“I had an amazing time tonight. I’d love to do it again, sometime.” (belle to eric)

eric grinned as he looked at the girl, his hands in his pockets as he nodded his head. “i really enjoyed tonight as well, i would love to take you out again on a lovely date.” a warm grin painted on his lips. 

WINTER & HOLIDAY STARTERS ❄️ || Accepting 

💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe ( adam and belle )

@thcreyoullbe​

Adam had grudgingly been talked into attending the Christmas dinner the servants had organized.  He didn’t see a point in celebrating, they normally didn’t.  Why should the girl being here make things any different?  He would have been fine treating it just like any other day.  He slowly walked out of the West Wing and down towards the dining room bumping into Belle near the doorway.  “Ladies firs-” he started to say the words dying on his lip when he noticed white berries and green leaves hanging in the doorway: mistletoe.  He growled at the offensive plant.  “Lumiere,” he muttered convinced this had been his plot for the two of them to get together.  “I’ll have that taken down.  I’m sorry, I don’t know what the servants were thinking.”

@thcreyoullbe​ sent :  “ i just want to hear your voice until i fall asleep … ” ( belle )

                     meme that i have no idea where it is, tbfh. ——— her words are soft. gentle. adam’s heart melts at the sound of them, at the sound of her voice. a slight smile, followed by the prince glancing down at the book in his hands : ROMEO AND JULIET. she knows how much he despises it, he has never made a secret of that, but… he can’t refuse her. a huff of amusement, followed by a nod. moments like this, where they sit here in the library reading until one of them dozes off, are new to him. so many moments with belle feel new to him, like he has to learn them.            still, he finally responds,  “ since you asked so nicely… ”, opening the book and finally beginning to read at the page that the bibliophile had last marked.

She has to admit in the beginning that she probably wouldn’t have asked him for anything, let alone to read to her, until she falls asleep. They’ve grown to a point where she feels a sense of safety and comfort with him. Perhaps, not the safety and comfort of her father’s home where everything felt like a familiar blanket that wrapped around her in a warmth that she could put her fingers on. But it was still a comfort that she was clinging to in this time of uncertainty.

She knew that he did not enjoy the books that she cherished so much. But still, it meant the entire world to her that he would make the effort to read it to her. It meant that he was putting his pride aside for a few moments to make her happy. Something that he was still struggling with she assumed. “Well, not every request can be made in a defiant way.” She says softly, yet her tone has some insistence to it.

She leans her head against the table in the library. The soothing sounds of his voice filling her previously empty ears. She wants to allow herself to drift away, perhaps to a place where she’ll meet with her father, but she wants to remain awake as well. She wants to take in this moment at its fullest.

@thcreyoullbe​ said:   “ god … i can’t look away , it’s like my eyes are drawn to it. “ ( spencer )               /            meme.

“It’s not that bad…” Sarah began, but actually, she wasn’t entirely sure about that. Clearly things hadn’t quite worked out the way they went to with all of this; it seemed like one mistake after another. “…is it?”

@thcreyoullbe​​​​​​​​ said:  “if i die, i intend to go down fighting.” ( spencer )              /            meme.

“Hey -” Sarah stopped in front of him, glancing up to meet his gaze. They didn’t exactly have much time to lose, she was supposed to be focused on grabbing weapons, but she couldn’t just let such a comment slide. “- Nobody’s going to die today, Spencer. I’ve got your back. We can handle this.”

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“The line isn’t as black and white as you might think,” Sarah pointed out, with a small shrug. “Doing bad things doesn’t make you a bad person, just like doing good things doesn’t necessarily make you a good person. We all make mistakes.”

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