Pride & Prejudice (2005) Dir. Joe Wright

"you held her hand ungloved? what, you gave her a lap dance too?"

I'M SO PROUD OF THIS ONE it's my first time trying out semi-realistic art and I just had to do an iconic scene that lives in my head rent free.

Mr. Darcy is yet still the best man that has ever been written on paper and shown on films, you won’t change my mind 🙌🏻

The faces the boys make when Raph is buck-bucking across their shells.

Leo looks like he just pulled something, Mikey looks like he’s gonna puke, and then we’ve got Donnie.

He just looks so in to it like “FUCK ‘EM UP GOOD, RAPH! YOU GO, BRO!”

(insp.)

Donnie is clumsy, no matter what incarnation it is.

one of my absolute favourite things about pride and prejudice (2005) is the way darcy is just so taken by elizabeth and only her. and how he has always been attentive towards her, from the beginning. from the first time that they catch each other's eye in the public ball and then mr. darcy averts his almost immediately to the holy scared shrine that is the hand flex when they just touch for seconds and he leaves immediately after to not let his emotions be seen to every time when darcy is seated and lizzie makes an appearance so he stands up, no matter the company (mr. bingley and ms. bingley or lizzie's uncle and aunt), no matter the number of times he has to do it (jane's letter about lydia running away) to running after lizzie when she is visiting pemberley believing him to not be there and making an utter fool of himself and then when he is feeling completely, perfectly and incandescently and calls her mrs. darcy. the guy was so floored from the begining until the end of time, how do you not with your heart, body, mind and soul, most ardently love him.

"I want a boyfriend."

No you want a dark haired arrogant gruff man's heart slowly softening after he declared you tolerabe but not handsome enough to tempt him.

4 happy brothers ! 

Based on this scene from Kung Fu Hustle (dialogue was changed for my thing though HAHA)

What endearments am I allowed? Well, let me think. Lizzy for everyday. My Pearl for Sundays and Goddess Divine but only on very special occasions. And what shall I call you when I’m cross? Mrs. Darcy? No. No. You may only call me Mrs. Darcy when you are completely, perfectly, incandescently happy.