19chloe96 - La Couleur Pleutre ?

One of the best RosaliexBella fic ! By the fantastic @molly-mauler 😉

Does anyone know some good Twilight fics? Im bored out of my mind now that I finished midnight sun and I need to fill the void. I don’t have a preference, just any that y’all like 💕

Donc on a .... un gouvernement de droite. Quelle surprise *insérer un avatar choqué*

Question :

Dans la scène du Robobrol, avec le frère de Perceval il y a un mec avec un cor. Visiblement Arthur le connait donc j'imagine qu'il est dans la série... mais c'est qui ? Impossible de le remettre ! 😭

Et qui après la regarde genre "euh... c'était pas prévu ça !" quand elle s'éteint 😅

Arthur qui retire Excalibur precipitament ds le livre VI comme s’il avait peur que ca marche pas puis qui la regarde flamber comme une première rencontre vs Arthur qui retire Excalibur ds kv1 calmement, en sachant parfaitement toutes les emmerdes qui vont avec et qui la manie comme on retrouve une vieille amie

Fact time : the place where they had the Metal/Marie Antoinette scene is the Conciergerie, which was a prison where a lot of people were detained in horrible conditions. One of its most famous prisonners was... Marie Antoinette, who lived her last days there before being brought to the gallows.

The blood spraying out of the Conciergerie symbolised (for me) all the deaths linked to this-still very interesting- place.

an incomplete list of some Things that happened in the olympic opening ceremony

Both Lady Gaga and Celine Dion gave performances

Three teenagers got lost in the catacombs with the olympic flame and got saved by the phantom of the opera

a ménage à trois

20 different pink clad marie antoinettes holding their own chopped off heads watched a metal concert

Dionysius showed up to preach about sobriety??

a guy dressed as Napoleon did BMX tricks

the peace flag was carried by this horsewoman of the apocalypse

The phantom of the opera did parkour. a lot of parkour

3 seperate pianos were rained on

One was on fire

The on fire piano was involved in a very sincere rendition of John Lennon's Imagine

They never actually explained the phantom of the opera bit? I was really expecting him to look different

The minions stole the mona lisa

Are the minions french???

A french man in red white and blue played the accordion while wearing a beret

In conclusion: excellent entertainment, excellent showing off, good luck america trying to top this

Hi, I submit C and M for leters and Rosalie/Bella for pairing (I'm sure they can be as sweet as Carlisle and Esme ;) )

C. A moment’s respite / M. When it rains/snows/storms

Oh this reminds me of A Rose By Any Other Name on Ao3 which I ADORE!

The glass doors that made up the side of the southern wall were open, letting the noise of the rain fill the house. Rosalie liked the rain here. She liked to watch it fall outside, to watch the drops as they hit the ground, billions of them as far as the eye could see. It was cosy inside. She leaned back on the sofa, Bella in her arms. Her fingers wove through brown hair. 

“I remember the first time I saw you in the rain,” she said quietly. Bella shifted between her thighs and rolled over so they were lying chest to chest, face to face. 

“Oh?” 

Rosalie smiled. “You smelled so good. I’d never smelled anyone so good.”

Bella buried her face into Rosalie’s neck and kissed her skin gently. “Do I smell bad now in comparison?” 

“Not at all. Less edible, though.” 

Bella laughed and sat up, straddling her wife. Her marble skin was still soft under Rosalie’s hands. “Less breakable, too. We could still catch up with the others if you want to play baseball.”

“I don’t. I want to stay here with you. We don’t get the house to ourselves often.”

“No, we don’t,” Bella agreed. She ran her hands up Rosalie’s chest and traced the skin at her throat. “It’s nice. I love our house, but this house feels like home, too.” 

Rosalie’s muscles tensed at Bella’s light touch and her lips parted. “It does. I like that it smells like everyone.” 

“Except me? Because I smell so different?” Bella teased. 

She laughed lightly and ran her hands over Bella’s waist. Carefully, she pulled at her shirt and slipped her fingers under the fabric to trace her skin. “You still smell like you. Just... more vampiric.” 

Bella’s breath hitched when Rosalie’s hand splayed on her back and traced down her spine. “Do I taste the same?” 

“No. Of course not.”

“Bad change?” 

Leaning up, Rosalie pressed a slow and deliberate kiss on her wife’s lips. “No,” she whispered against her mouth. “Better. I love your new taste. It makes me want you more than ever.” 

“I thought you wanted nothing more than my blood?” Bella asked, her voice wavering when Rosalie’s tongue traced her jaw up to her ear. 

Rosalie gently bit her lobe. “I’ll only admit this to you, but I was wrong. And I’m glad to be wrong. I want you more now as my wife than I ever did any other way.” 

Laughter filled the room when Rosalie squeezed her sides and span Bella onto her back on the sofa. It echoed through the house and into the garden through the open doors. 

“I still can’t believe it,” she breathed. Rosalie pushed up her shirt and pulled her body up to press it against her own as her kisses found their place at the sensitive spot just under her ear. Bella shivered. “Your wife. Your vampire bride.”

Rosalie’s kisses broke off as she laughed and pressed her forehead against Bella’s temple. “I’m trying to seduce you and you say that? That’s not half as alluring as you think it is!”

Bella wrapped her arms around Rosalie’s neck and laughed with her. “I’m sorry! Go on, keep trying to seduce me, I won’t say anything else. Keep going!” Rosalie’s kisses continued and Bella sighed. “Look at us. Mrs and Mrs Dracula.”

“For God’s sake, Bella!”

They both laughed loudly but when Rosalie tore Bella’s shirt free from her teeth much she didn’t feel much like joking anymore. 

New Twilight headcannon :

Bella is named Isabella Marie Swan after her grandmother Marie. Charlie's mother is named Marie because her mother (Bella great-grandmother for those in the back) wanted to honor her late big sister, who tragically disapeared after being sent to an asylum... Mary Alice Brandon.

Bella discover it after hearing the birth name of Alice, which is the same than her great grandmother's.

Honestly if someone want to write something on this, I would love to read it !

A tout ceux qui ne connaissent pas la comédie musicale Graal (sortie uniquement en cd, n'a jamais été représentée sur scène) : allez écouter cette merveille ! Elle a bercé mon enfance et aujourd'hui je la réécoute tout en y associant des persos de kaamelott et c'est ma-gique .

Wasn't is because Vanessa Guedj (who plays Angharad) left the show at this point ? And tho the baptism instead of the wedding ?

hi kaamelott fans, what was the purpose of ceremony for perceval at the end of livre 4?

i thought it was a wedding but angharad wasnt there. it was just him.

was he baptized or something?

For the rhyme I would rather say François in Illinois (even if I know that in US you pronouce it "Illinoy") or François in Iowa ! But it's so funny !

"WTF is that ?! Cheese ? No it's not !"

" I'm sorry but an hour drive is not a short drive."

" You cannot have a beer ? But you’re 19 ! You have a gun and a 100k $ student loan but you aren’t responsible enough to drink alcohol ? "

"Why is everybody telling me "Omelette du fromage" it's "AU fromage" ?!"

"Isn't it weird that the president make his serment over the bible ? And singing religious song like Amazing grace before football ?"

I will stop there but the clash between USA and France would be so violent 😂

stop making shows about americans in europe… try europeans in america instead. the outrage of not knowing exactly what something costs at a store,, no public transport,, everyone smiling in your face and waiters scaring you by constantly popping up at your table… ice in your water for some reason,, the kind of culture clash i want to see!!