theinfamousbathingbeauty:

You don’t even know me; who are you to tell me that?

…I know because you’re a person. Everyone’s got someone who loves them… Even if you don’t see it for feel it, you do have someone who would care if you went away.

And I mean…God loved you enough to make you in the first place, isn’t that enough?

theinfamousbathingbeauty:

Sometimes I sit and wonder who would actually miss me if I were gone. And then I remember…

Nobody would.

…that’s not at all true.

NRPWP: What does your character look like? Describe their face without looking or relying on their FC. Think about any distinguishable features or what several of their facial expressions look like.

The woman sat in front of a mirror, and her image filled it.

Once upon a time, her hair was as dark as a Mourning Cloak’s wings, but with age came gray and her hair lightened to a that of a lark’s feathers. She had tight curls that twirled and twisted in every which way, each individual ringlet it’s own tornado. But they were not wild tornadoes, they were more often tamed, and the follicles that were lucky enough to frame the sides of her temples gave her an overall gentle look.

Tiny strands would often topple over tall forehead. The skin on the forehead was smooth and youthful except for a few lines that appeared when she frowned, which was a rare occasion.

On her forehead was also a pair of sisterly eyebrows. They were thin at the tail and but roundly square at the head, and their body straightened laxly instead of arched. Slightly under their bellies were not eyes, but fireworks.

The fireworks were more green than brown. The softness of the brown  along the edge tempered the intensity of the icy green on the inside. On the edge of the fireworks, little crow’s feet started to appear, but did diminish their strength.

A long, slender bridge laid between the fireworks. The bridge trailed on a while, till they elevated on a curve. This was her nose. The nose had two, symmetrical small nostrils. She also had light freckles going in a horizontal line under her fireworks and across her bridge. It was like a mask of stars that had been lowered on her face.

She had high cheekbones along the sides of her face, but the apples of her cheeks were rounder. The shadows of natural pink on them made her look less sickly. The shadows of pink also crept over her full lips. While her cupid’s bow was pronounced, the tips of her lips were not sharp and were nearly the most graceful aspect of her entire face.

A small chin, pointed downwards, was in the middle of an oval shaped jaw.

Her ears were small, not pierced. Not much is to be said about them since they were perfectly normal ears. She had a tall neck with a pronounced hollow, and narrow blue veins soared up them. A long scar that goes down from her ear to her neck made it appear longer but that was covered with makeup.

But what was all she saw? Gray hair, weak eyes, bulging nose, emaciated face, a long scar from her past.

But the little boy watching her watch herself, what did he see? He saw his mother. His angelic mother whose eyes were a beacon of consolation.

And the older man watching her watch herself, what did he see? He saw his wife. His celestial wife whose smile was a shelter of warmth. 

And when the woman turned and looked at her family who had watched her watch herself, she smiled.

The woman rose from the mirror, and left it bare.

anunrulyrose asked: (I was just sending this in regards to the gif you posted and was wondering where is was from, it looks like/reminds me from Atonement?)

OKAY SO I JUST FINISHED THAT MOVIE LIKE 5 MINUTES AGO

AND NOTHING ABOUT THAT MOVIE

IS OKAY

NOTHING

edit:

oh yeah and that is where the gifs come from, thank you~