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little-miss-disney:

When pixar does the thing that makes you question if you are actually watching a children’s movie.

dicksplit:

Answering a question your teacher thinks you don’t know the answer to

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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Zoe & George’s Adventures in 3.20

dcharmaine:

BUT GUYS remember when Zoe arrived in Bluebell and met George for the first time?

belovedcreation:

rosetylerrun requested lizzie and darcy + super spies

“Isn’t it about time you started trusting me?” Lizzie hissed.
Across the crowded room, William’s lips turned down into such a subtle frown that, if Lizzie weren’t a trained operative who had been his partner for seven months, she wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference. His mouth barely moved as he muttered into the communicator. “I trust you, but I trust me more.” His eyes scanned the party. “Just give me five minutes.”
William sauntered across the room, disappearing into a door marked Employees Only. Lizzie had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes in exasperation. He was such a cocky sonofabitch.
Three minutes later, Lizzie heard him yell, “Shit!” into the com. She immediately set down her glass of barely-sipped champagne and set off for the Employees Only door. The hallway behind was dark and empty, giving Lizzie a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She lifted up her dress and pulled out the gun strapped to her thigh. Lizzie wrapped her hands around the piece and took a deep, steadying breath. Nothing to fear.
It took a dozen shots, four punches, and three kicks to incapacitate the eight men she ran into before she found William tied up in the boiler room.
“Bet you’re glad to see me, huh?” Lizzie snarked as she pulled the gag off of his mouth and cut his arms and legs free. She couldn’t help but smirk. William only glowered.
“Yeah yeah, let us get out of here,” he replied, rubbing his wrists. “We still have a chance to grab the tape.”
Lizzie led the way back into the hallway, stopping only to pick a gun off of an unconscious guard and toss it to William. “Than let’s do this, partner. Wickham needs to go down.”
(for more like this, check out the Pride and Espionage tag)

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belovedcreation:

rosetylerrun requested lizzie and darcy + super spies

“Isn’t it about time you started trusting me?” Lizzie hissed.

Across the crowded room, William’s lips turned down into such a subtle frown that, if Lizzie weren’t a trained operative who had been his partner for seven months, she wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference. His mouth barely moved as he muttered into the communicator. “I trust you, but I trust me more.” His eyes scanned the party. “Just give me five minutes.”

William sauntered across the room, disappearing into a door marked Employees Only. Lizzie had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes in exasperation. He was such a cocky sonofabitch.

Three minutes later, Lizzie heard him yell, “Shit!” into the com. She immediately set down her glass of barely-sipped champagne and set off for the Employees Only door. The hallway behind was dark and empty, giving Lizzie a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She lifted up her dress and pulled out the gun strapped to her thigh. Lizzie wrapped her hands around the piece and took a deep, steadying breath. Nothing to fear.

It took a dozen shots, four punches, and three kicks to incapacitate the eight men she ran into before she found William tied up in the boiler room.

“Bet you’re glad to see me, huh?” Lizzie snarked as she pulled the gag off of his mouth and cut his arms and legs free. She couldn’t help but smirk. William only glowered.

“Yeah yeah, let us get out of here,” he replied, rubbing his wrists. “We still have a chance to grab the tape.”

Lizzie led the way back into the hallway, stopping only to pick a gun off of an unconscious guard and toss it to William. “Than let’s do this, partner. Wickham needs to go down.”

(for more like this, check out the Pride and Espionage tag)

Help me celebrate 500 followers!

theangelthatfellfordean:

that moment of intimacy with the person who adjusts your seat belt on a roller coaster

 
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