#imichelle

[imichelledesrosiers]

PITCHING WITH ROCK RIDDLE A.K.A Mr. WONDERFUL

For those who may not know, Mr. Rock Riddle, AKA Mr. Wonderful is a former professional wrestler, but that’s not all. This man carries so many hats such as: A SAG-franchised talent agent and he was co-owner of a successful Hollywood talent agency.  He is the author of the book ‘How to Become a Magnet to Hollywood Success’.  He is currently one of Hollywood's leading publicists and producers. His expertise in the marketing for the film and television industry, gave us, as writers, great tools to pursue our careers professionally. 

Pitching before Mr. Rock Riddle, on December 19, 2023 was hands down the best pitch experiences of my life. He is a humbly cheerful person. Mr. Wonderful was very patient to listen to my pitch. My strong French accent attracted his attention enough to ask me “where that accent comes from?” I answered “French”. Then he started speaking to me in French! That was impressive. 

In general, pitching in front of someone who you’re meeting for the first time it is not easy. I was ready to pitch with confidence that I would do great. Therefore, Facing the reality is is something different that put you into a one way road that you could not go back down, even though you are shaky. I faced and accomplished that fact with pride. Despite of my strong French accent, I could say that my pitch was a good one. I did not have criticism on it. I was only asked two questions: if the story is related to my personal experience? and if I want to shoot it in Haiti? 

It is important to answer the questions you are asked in a pitch in a way to not limit or restrict you and I believe I answered them fairly. I want the film to either be filmed on any island or a studio. The reason why is because it is difficult to bring a full crew in Haiti right now.  It is extremely risky and unsafe. I would rather they shoot it on another Island which has similar scenery, or in a studio, where they could build all the locations. I also understand that because my script talks about story coming from an island, even though it based on the truth, not everybody will understand the concept of it. 

I just want to share one of the advices that Mr. Rock Riddle gave us before the pitch: “he said that there was a writer, I could not recall his name that was pitching roughly 250 times before he made it in the industry.” He advised us to not give up!  Keep going until we make it. 

Mr. Rock Riddle advised us to keep going. So I will! No matter what stands in my path I will keep going and will believe that one day I will be successful in what I do. I truly believe that someone, somewhere wants to taste the island’s writing flavors and I will be there standing front row, fiercely, or behind a microphone to tell my story about how I made it through. I will always being grateful for Ms Michelle Murray, the COO of KMP ENTERTAINMENT. She is my teacher, my counselor, and a truthful person.  Also thanks to my devoted Editor Mrs. Audrey Lespinasse who is always on top of game when it comes to edit my writings. I really appreciate you. 

To find more information on Mr. Rock Riddle, visit his website below:

[look-at-the-soul]

The surprise

Cillian Murphy x reader

Master list

A/N I didn’t want this day to go by without a story to celebrate the birthday boy 🎉🥰✨ so I wrote this little blurb.

Opening one of his eyes, Cillian groaned trying to adjust to the daylight coming through the curtains.

After an exhausting night, he was able to have a good sleep, he could easily go again as images of you wearing your birthday special lingerie for him appeared in his mind. He loved seeing you wearing a spicy outfit just for him, as a matter of fact he felt like last night he could’ve easily passed out.

Luckily he didn’t, and now he wondered where he would be without you, his life was complete, he had more than he ever imagined, all of his projects in order, his relationship with his daughter started to get better after a dark time while the process of divorce was sorting out… and then, he had you.

It had been a great night; after a few drinks at a bar you both came back to your house fumbling with the clothes, desperate to take everything off. Against his will, you organized a small reunion with a few close people, but Cillian ended up having a great time seeing so many familiar faces around… but by the end of the night he was eager to head back home, teasing you on the the drive back.

You found him lying on his back, his gaze lost somewhere in the wall in front of him. Clearing your throat, you waited by the doorframe holding a cake with a few candles.

As you sang the last chorus of Happy Birthday to him, you gave him a wink and blew a kiss in his direction. His eyes roaming up and down your body.

He bit his lower lip while his eyes sparkled in desire for you. “What is this?”

“A birthday cake for you, duh, of course.” You chuckled. “Oh you think I didn’t know how to bake one?”

“I’m surprised.” Cillian pushed himself up, to lean on the headboard.

“I’ve my ways.” You kneeled on bed, offering him the cake. “Go on, make a wish.”

“But I’ve everything I ever wanted already.”

Your heart melted surprised by his words.

****

Tag list; @lyarr24 @datewithgianni @cillmequick @cloudofdisney @gretelshelby @gypsy-girl-08 @lespendy @onlydeadcells @fastfan @stevie75 @prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo @esposadomd @forbidden-forest-witch @ange-thoughts @heidimoreton @allie131313 @elenavampire21 @forgottenpeakywriter @peakyscillian @babaohhhriley @shelbydelrey @shaddixlife @sloanexx @cilliansangel @already-broken144 @adaydreamaway08 @pono-pura-vida @rangerelik @moral-terpitude @winchestergirl22 @imichelle-l-rigby

[notyour-valentine]

One Thousand Follower Celebration

[Celebration Masterlist]

When I started sharing my stories on this blog just a few months ago I wasn’t sure anyone would like my writing, let alone that over One Thousand of you would like it enough to stay! 🤍🤍

I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you, for every like, reblog, ask and comment. Those are the greatest compliments and getting to experience my stories through your eyes and your interpretation has brought me so much joy!

It’s also past time I hosted a little celebration of my own so I decided to combine two things I love most in the world - writing and dancing, so I’d be more than delighted if you took up my invitation and joined me for a little midnight masquerade. 

👠Ask me to Dance👠 

Request a blurb by choosing a character and by either sending me a gif or a prompt from here. You can also request it to be modern!au

🍷Join me for a Drink 🍷

Request a headcanon. Choose a character and ask about something you already have in mind or ask for a wildcard and I will share one random headcanon I have for this character. This is open to all Peaky Blinders Characters, as well as the characters from my series The Boy in the Window and Welcome to Downton, Mr. Shelby! Ask for champagne, and you might get something a little risqué...

✒️ Pass me a Note ✒️

Like in the good old school days, pass me a note to play any game you choose - FMK, Either/Or, Two Truths and a Lie or any other games you come up with

🪞Unmask me at midnight🪞

Ask me anything you’re curious about. On or off anon, I will be truthful, I promise

✨Be the Belle of the Ball✨

I’d feel honoured if you created something, be that a moonboard or a story. All I ask is that you include a “readmore” function on your stories over 300 words and pick from one of the following themes

A rumour

An admission

A rivalry

A reveal

A risk

A secret note

An heirloom

A spilled drink

A first...

A fake smile

An inappropriate giggle

A thing that was lost

A confession to a strangers

A creepy painting

A dance floor collision

A high stakes game

A place one is not supposed to be

A midnight swim

A walk in the moonlight

A forever memory

And of course, I’d love it if you set your story at nighttime. Please tag it your contributions as  valentines1k. 

The requests for this celebration will be accepted until Sunday, 16th of October. There is no deadline on contributions. 

All my love,

Val 🤍 🤍

Tagging a few wonderful people whom I think might be interested...

@runnning-outof-time @zablife @look-at-the-soul @theshelbyslimited @theshelbyclan @madame-wilsonn @christinasyellowflowers @gypsy-girl-08 @evita-shelby @l1-l4 @pherelesytsia @grapesjuiceblues @cillmequick @alex-in-the-wilderness @cillianmxrphy @mistressshelby @moral-terpitude @lilyrachelcassidy @polishcrazyone @jyessaminereads @chlorrox  @watercolorskyy  @books-livre @quarterpastmidnight  @lilyevanswhore  @polishcrazyone  @just-a-harmless-patato  @stevie75 @flyingjosephine-blog @babayaga67 @thebathatter @flyingjosephine-blog @knowledgefulbutterfly   @signorellisantichrist  @lespendy @geeksareunique @theshelbyslimited @imichelle-l-rigby @kaitebugg03 @allmytearsbewashedaway @j-6o

[patric-jonas]

Jonas - #19 - novembre confiné - 19 nov.2020

Moules à la Guinness -  encre bleue et colorisation (acrylique aquarellée) - 15x21

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Moules à la Guinness - ce midi, j’ai cuisiné des moules de bouchot de la baie du Mont Saint-Michel...à la Guinness - Une véritable recette Irlandaise, un véritable repas de voyageur confiné - (Jonas)

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contacts et renseignements : patric.jonas@gmail.com

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[void-listens]

Tag game

Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better. Thank you @potatoof69!! (^▽^)

Favorite color: purple

Currently reading: Scum Villain Self-Saving System and My Hero Academia fanfiction (haven't had the energy to start my growing list of new books 🥲)

Last song: Double Vision by Foreigner

Last series: My Hero Academia

Last movie: Fast Five

Sweet, savory, or spicy: usually sweet

Currently working on: Nothing, I'm usually too tired to do anything productive

Tagging: @silentchief98 @kheartmoblie @sandalphonns @imichelle-l-rigby @procrastinatorkimberlygrey You don't have to!

[hanszimmr]

Historical tag!

I was tagged by @rosetvler, thank you!! I have way too much fun with these games, lol. 

Make a historical & modern avatar using this link! 

Tagging @the-pink-album, @thunderingbats, @vodkertonic, @imichelle-l-rigby, @misshazelevers20, and anyone else who wants to do it. Have fun!

[woppy42]

another tag game (thanks @thunderstruck-owl-gal!)

List five things that make you happy. Then send this to ten (*cough* “some”) people who last reblogged your stuff. Spread the positivity!

happy dogs

my friends <3

the first, slow sip of coffee on a Saturday when I have the house to myself

fanfiction comments xD

seeing students excited about/interesting in what they’re learning

@jadefyre @myhairsmellsdelicious @eternal-elir @imichelle-l-rigby

[hiccup-is-left-handed]

Get to know me!

Rules: tag 15 people you want to get to know better

I was tagged by @assassin-inthe-scoutregiment

relationship status: Single

fave colors: I’m into the purple/blue/black palette but every color (barring mustard yellow) is lovely

lipstick or chapstick: neither? lip gloss, maybe?

three fave foods: pizza, mac and cheese, ice cream

song stuck in my head: uhh I was singing “A Light In The Dark” from Next to Normal this morning

last song I listened to: the last music I listened to was “Greenpath” from Hollow Knight. if you mean a song with words......... “LA Devotee” by p!atd

last movie I watched: FORREST GUMP AND I HATED IT I CRIED SO HARD

top 3 tv shows: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Boku No Hero Academia, Marvel’s Agents of Shield (even though it stresses me out)

books I’m currently reading: “Mistborn (The Final Empire)” by Brandon Sanderson, Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, and I’m halfway through “the curious incident of the dog in the night-time”

last thing I googled: “nier sandfish” cos NieR’s a great game and i wanted to know where i could catch a sandfish

time: 3:50 PM

how many blankets do you sleep in: one, unless my anxiety’s high and i need more weight on me

dream trip: Either a road trip around the continental US or a trip through Scandanavia, Scotland, and Ireland. also italy and spain and maybe france. idk man the world is so pretty

anything you want?: food? peace? POKEMON LET’S GO??? 

Tagging: uhh how about @imichelle-l-rigby @peachdoxie @australet789 @meg-pond @propermaniac @northshoretragedyeagle @sometimeschill @dvltgr @tabiiwith2ii @the-rippah-in-me @we-are-not-the-losechesters @thefuriousnightfury @rift-raft-writes @woppy42 @caffeinateddreamthoughts

[birthday-journey-posts]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtKyg9ncHWI) 

Apr 29--Check out if you have a ROYAL born on you Birthday- Discover your Birthday History-Events-Famous people born-Horoscope-Zodiac signs-Enjoy-ROYAL FLUSH (King-Queen-Pope) born on your Birthday https://youtu.be/mtKyg9ncHWI #History #MAGA #birthday #familytime #teacher #Hollywood

[mainevent-promotions]

iMichelle Icon For website

[look-at-the-soul]

Cia my darling Cia, you always provide the best inspiration 🥰 when I saw this gif, this blurb came to my mind.

And it’s also a little celebration for @raincoffeeandfandoms 🌻

Tommy Shelby x reader (x Alfie x Cyril)

A weekend at the Margate beach goes out the wrong way

Tommy saw his wife pacing around the room, from one corner to the other, her hands moving frantically.

Their weekend in Margate wasn’t going as she expected, she had dreamed of finally having Tommy to herself for a few days, long walks on the beach, some quality time. But no.

“You really thought I wouldn’t find out? Hmm?”

Her hands were over her hips.

This had been going on for the last forty minutes since he came back from the Margate beach, when she asked what the hell had happened to his arm. At the beginning she was deadly worried as she looked at the stain on his clothes, but he made the mistake to explain the reason behind his injury, that was nothing but a slight graze.

And that’s when she started scolding him, telling him he was going nuts and he made a terrible mistake.

“What the hell were you thinking?!” Her voice made him go back into reality.

Tommy used the back of his hand to rest his chin. His eyes danced from the window and back at her. Clearing his throat he dared to answer; “he deserved that.”

“He fucking what?” Y/N asked him.

But she wasn’t actually asking him to repeat what he just said, no she was giving him the chance to redeem himself.

“Well it was either Alfie or Cyril.” He snapped feeling his head pounding, the small injury throbbing, he needed a glass of whiskey. But before he could have the chance to do so, Y/N pulled him from the collar of his jacket.

“What happened to Cyril?!”

“The hell do I know? He was there beside Alfie, the fucker asked me to watch over his dog.” Tommy scoffed.

“He better still be there Thomas.” Y/N spat storming towards the door to leave their room.

Oh fuck, he was in serious troubles. When she used his full name it could only mean that.

He asked his wife to wait, but she started walking faster. He definitely shouldn’t have underestimate her ability to walk around on those heels.

“If he asked you to watch over Cyril, you take care of him. We’re taking care of him.” She wasn’t giving him the chance to make a choice. “Flor is going to kill you for shooting Alfie…”

“Y/N it’s just a do-”

“Don’t you dare, Thomas… he’s more than just a dog, I gave Cyril to Alfie and Flor as a thank you present for setting us up on that double date. And now you just fucking shoot Alfie.”

Tommy sighed, defeated. The was no way he could win this.

“We’re taking care of Cyril from now on and you better pray nothing bad happens to Alfie.”

***

Masterlist

Tag list: @lyarr24 @runnning-outof-time @cillmequick @datewithgianni @cloudofdisney @gretelshelby @zablife @gypsy-girl-08 @lespendy @onlydeadcells @fastfan @stevie75 @prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo @esposadomd @forbidden-forest-witch @ange-thoughts @moral-terpitude @elenavampire21 @forgottenpeakywriter @thenattitude @winchestergirl22 @heidimoreton @imichelle-l-rigby @allie131313 @already-broken144 @peakyscillian @babaohhhriley @shelbydelrey @shaddixlife @sloanexx @sydneyyyya @adaydreamaway08 @pono-pura-vida @thomashelbyswife @darleneslane @everythingelseisextra

[look-at-the-soul]

Look at the soul -Part 7 Lady in red

Cillian Murphy x OC

Series Master list (Bonus photos in the end)

I wanted to post this part so so bad… @heidimoreton THANK YOU for creating the perfect moodboard for this chapter, you really can’t imagine how much it means to me, I treasure this image so close to my heart ♥️ you captured the essence perfectly and the fact that you decided to create this for me is beyond words, from the bottom of my heart! I can’t thank you enough for taking the time and creativity to make this beauty! These women, the quotes, the butterfly 🦋, the Hollywood vanity everything is breathtaking !

And we have two new characters @shelbydelrey @imichelle-l-rigby thank you for your constant support through this and other stories 💖🥰 it means so so much

Song Lady in red- by Chris De Burgh

Cillian needed so bad this walk, to clear his head. He had to leave rehearsals early that day because his in-laws decided to show up in his house unannounced to have dinner with the kids and were scandalized to learn he was working in a play and he wasn’t at home, the kids arrived a few minutes earlier than their aunt, but their grandparents were already there and not very pleased when he arrived almost an hour later.

That dinner left him a bitter taste and frustrated so the fresh air was the only thing keeping him from punching something. Andrew decided to play video games with their neighbors.

“Why was grandma so serious? She looked pissed.” Ben’s voice brought him back to present time.

“Well, it’s no secret they never liked the idea of me being an actor and the consequences of it.” Cillian knew his son was old enough to understand things better.

“Like what?”

“Like… being away for months while filming.”

Ben looked up at his father. “But you’re always around someway.”

He was relieved to learn his son didn’t have an image an absent father of him. “I know buddy, that’s why you don’t have to worry about it.”

Despite the differences he might have with his in-laws, he didn’t want them to look at his late wife’s parents differently, he wanted to help them being close to their relatives.

“When you go on tour with the play, who will watch us?”

Cillian handed his son Scout’s leash before hiding his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He still needed to sort that out.

“I’ll come and go as much as I can, probably my mum or your aunts the days I can’t make it.”

“And we can go on the weekends!”

“I’d love that.” Cillian smiled thinking how many times his sons had joined him while working away.

“Can you ask Heidi about the theater school?” Ben wanted to know, those plans were canceled due to his mother’s passing.

“I’ll, although I’m sure she will open her course once we finish the dates for the play.”

“I hope she does! Do you think she will make me go through the casting and all?” His eyes were wide open, the wind blowing his fringe.

Cillian chuckled. “What makes you think you don’t have to do the casting? Ey?” He ruffled his hair with one hand.

“Because you know her!” Ben rolled his eyes.

“Actually I’ll ask her to be tougher with you, no special treatment.” He laughed and whistled Scout to go back home.

Ben looked down, debating whenever to ask or not his father. “Dad… how did you and mum meet?”

Cillian felt like getting stabbed. Like the air was taken away from him. It was a strange sensation and something he didn’t feel he’d ever get used to.

“In high school.” He answered after taking control again. “We started studying together, then we got into college and eventually we got married.”

Looking up, he found the sky, Cillian found it was pretty dark and quiet now, the stars shining down at them and moon illuminating their way back home.

“Do you remember when Ma woke us all up and it was a holiday?”

He could swear his heart did a little flip inside his chest. The memories flowing like a wave.

“And we got you and your brother dressed in record time, only realized it was a holiday until we reached the school’s steps and it was closed.” Cillian swore he skipped so many red lights that day, trying to get the boys on time.

He felt like he was failing at keeping their mother’s memory alive, some days his own memories with his late wife seemed to be fading away.

***

“There’s my girl!” Enda wrapped an arm around her shoulders to show her acrylic mirror finally, her image would be projected from afar and it would break with the visual and sound effects, he was just making a demonstration with the remote. “So you won’t have seven years of bad luck.”

Marianne smiled pleased. “Love it!”

“And your image will be in the background too divided in two columns, when the mirror breaks, so will your image giving the sensation that the pieces will be flying to the public.” He explained excited.

She could totally picture the scene in her mind.

“Thank you for making my dream come true.” Enda gave her a hug. And it made her feel so emotional, that’s what she always wanted, to help someone else chase their dreams.

“Enda you’re going to terrified poor Marianne.” Cillian walked on stage to join them.

“If she didn’t ran off when you approached her with that homeless look, nothing will scare her.” Enda teased back, making both Marianne and Cillian laugh.

“Can you do that again?” She pointed at the remote, “so Cill can see it.”

“This is better than I thought.” Heidi had seen it from one of the seats and it was incredible, she was pleased with her work and the final result.

Cillian snatched the remote from his friend’s hand and pressed the button several times. Enda rushed to get it back before he could mess it up.

After making a few more switches in the scenography, they finally started working on the rehearsal of the day. But the cast couldn’t do much, since Enda had been making a few changes in the script so Marianne decided to sit on top of the bar to be able to take notes.

“If you had plans for today, you’ll have to cancel, rehearsal is about to get long.” Cillian admitted leaning against the bar. He offered her some of his spicy almonds passing on the bag.

“Homework and comparing equipment for the changes you want to make in the recording studio count as plans?”

“Well that’s much better than washing my kid’s smelly laundry and walking my dog. You can join me.” He got back his snack.

“To wash smelly teens clothes? No thanks, a walk with the dog sounds better tho.” She had seen photos of the black lab in his phone, he was lovely.

Snatching the sheets from her hands he asked; “what’s this?”

“Hey!” She protested out loud, Enda looked at them over the edge of his glasses. “I’m writing the corrections he’s making.” She added now in a low voice.

Cillian asked for the pen she was holding with his hand extended. “Here, you need to make a pause, take a deep breath before you connect with this.” He added a mark on the script.

Marianne admitted she was struggling to keep up with Enda because he was talking so fast for her. So instead of helping her, Cillian started talking in Irish just for fun to which she responded in Spanish and neither of them understood the other and they ended up chuckling.

“The only thing in Irish I know is eejit*, Lee shouted at someone who almost hit us with the car once.”

“In Spanish I only know hola and this thing they yell in the stadiums, ehhh pu…” she tried to keep him quiet, interrupting him.

“Don’t say that!”

Cillian laughed.

Enda looked at them again.

Holding the script in his hand, Cillian gave Marianne a little hit in the leg. “You should really pay attention.” He was trying hard to hold his laugh. Then, he shook his head trying to make evident she was the one messing around.

“You started laughing.” Marianne shot him a look of faked indignation.

“Sorry about these undisciplined foreigners.” Cillian shook his head and crossed his arms against his chest.

One of the girls from the cast that got in the play just because Enda owned her father a favor, tried to walk out from the theater pushing a door that had a huge sign that indicated they needed to pull, making some noise in the process. Cillian particularly didn’t like her, she was always showing off the luxury brands she wore with huge designer names all over her.

“And that’s why shampoo has instructions written down.”

Cillian laughed really loud this time by Marianne’s sarcastic comment.

“I didn’t know we had children among the cast.” Enda tried to keep the order.

Marianne took the opportunity to give Cillian a taste of his own medicine. “Sorry Enda, these locals are noisy.”

It was amazing to see how comfortable they were feeling, it surely made things easier.

“What’s this?” Lee asked walking into Marianne’s dressing room after the rehearsal leaning forward to take a better look at the images.

“Like a collage, Cillian suggested it could help me to build the character, I’ve been adding elements I think would be a good fit for Adria.”

Lee nodded, thinking it was a good idea. She found images of Adele, Audrey Hepburn, Julianne Moore, Elizabeth Taylor, a woman reflecting in a broken piece of mirror, quotes. Even a napkin with a kiss printed in a red lipstick with the letter A and an x handwritten.

“Adria is flirty, I like that.” Lee gave Marianne the thumbs up as Isa knocked on the door.

“Are we ready?” Isa was all smiles as she placed a huge and heavy make up case on the vanity.

“Don’t you dare start the fun without me.” Michelle arrived with the hair tools.

Marianne took a deep breath, feeling both excited and nervous about the outcome, but she knew Isa and Michelle were experts in their fields, the best in theater and films, they had worked in so many plays and created endless characters, they knew what they were doing.

“I heard the dress is ready, make yourself at home while I bring it.” She offered a box of snacks she kept in her dressing room and wandered to the theater’s entrance where they left the dress, covered from curious eyes. She thanked the woman at the box office and made her way back to her dressing room, greeting whoever she found in her way, during the last days these people had been her chosen family. Honestly the entire cast was a joy to have around, she had been learning a lot from everyone both personally and professionally.

Lee, Michelle and Isa left the dressing room a moment to allow Marianne to get changed.

The nerves suddenly appeared as she came to the realization of what was about to happen. The red dress was intimidating, beautiful, yes, the fabric was soft and the design was the ultimate dream. But she was about to step in something bigger than her.

She was about to transform finally into the amazing character, looking around she found the photos she had in her mirror of the women that provided some kind of inspiration for her. She was taking bits of each one to create something unique, strong, a breathtaking woman that was about to take the stage in a few weeks to tell her story.

Isa and Michelle requested strictly to not look into the mirror until she had makeup and hair done, so she was nervously smoothing down the fabric of the skirt as the girls walked back in.

“Is about to get noisy here.” Michelle stated as she took the hairdryer, she wanted to go for a mix between Lana del Rey and Adele’s curls, the hairstyle had such a glamorous vibe, and according to her, Marianne’s face shape was similar so it would fit just right.

“Relax, I’m going to pamper your skin first.” Isa covered the dress with a towel to avoid any stain.

Marianne looked at the ceiling as they started to work around. “I feel so spoiled, like a movie star.”

Lee snapped a candid photo of the process, of course she couldn’t post anything online, but she would blurry it for fun. “Well, you are a theater star.”

Marianne chuckled, still not believing how her life could be completely different to what she had planned originally.

To be completely honest, this wasn’t work or a job, with the amount of fun she had at every rehearsal, it felt more like a blessing. Like that very moment, Lee made sure to find the right songs in her playlist to make every minute seem like they were in a karaoke. Until Isa and Michelle shared a look in silence and took a step back, both lost for words.

“What?”

“Oh shit.” Lee mumbled, storming out to go and find Enda.

“No, don’t look yet.” Warned Michelle taking away the towel.

Isa squealed, it was impossible to hide her grin.

“Gurls, you’re scaring me.” Marianne tried to read their facial expressions, but she didn’t know what to think.

She stood from the chair, still not turning around to see herself, but there was definitely something different. It was so hard to explain, but slowly she could feel as if Adria was coming to life.

“Let me re touch the lipstick.” Isa focused in the bright color she picked and gave her the thumbs up. “Are you ready?”

Slowly she turned around, feeling how even her pose was different, her shoulders back, long neck on display. She never noticed the girls left the dressing room, to go and look for everyone.

And as she found herself in the mirror, her heart skipped a beat and a chill ran down her body. But she wasn’t looking at herself… it was Adria staring back at her.

“Are you sur-” Cillian knocked and rushed inside the dressing room, but his words where cut as the air escaped his lungs when he found Marianne transformed into her character for the play.

Time stopped and for a few seconds or maybe minutes, they stared at each other through the reflection in the mirror.

A heavy silence filled the small room as time stopped.

“Wow.” Cillian stammered taking in everything; the hair, the dress, make up, everything was perfect. She was. “You look stunning.”

This was the exact same woman he envisioned as Adria.

Marianne Adria turned around slowly and stared into his eyes, holding his gaze, something as herself she never dared to do because she found it so intimidating.

“Thank you.” She dragged her words slowly, tilting her head slightly.

They were both in silence, holding the other’s gaze. Saying only with their eyes so many things, keeping others to themselves.

The first encounter couldn’t have been any other way.

He knew she was kind, he caught her offering her lunch to a homeless man outside the theater since they started rehearsals, without telling anyone she just did it. He enjoyed a lot that she treated him like a normal person and not like a celebrity, and apart from that, he couldn’t deny that she was beautiful, but she didn’t seem to show it off, it was a natural charm of her personality, she was always well dressed and she liked to keep an effortlessly look.

Cillian cleared his throat. “I’m the narrator of this story and I’m at your feet, may I introduce you to the rest of the cast?” He made a little bow with his head in the end, as he held his hand out for her.

I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight,

I've never seen you shine so bright,

She smiled and he knew he was screwed. Any man who crossed paths with her would.

Adria touched him and it felt as if he was being given electroshocks.

And I have never seen that dress you're wearing,

Or the highlights in your hair that catch your eyes,

I have been blind;

It was like Marianne stepped back from her, this woman walked with a security as if she owned the entire world, shoulders back, slow stride, head held up. Making everyone she walked past turn their heads to give her one more look.

Edna’s mouth was hanging open as he saw her walking on stage from backstage. This was so much better than he ever imagined… a dream. As he saw her walking with her hand linked to Cillian’s arm, he was lost for words.

Isa and Michelle smiled pleased with their work, judging by everyone’s reaction, they totally nailed it.

“This is gorgeous.” Enda praised once more, making Marianne blush. “I’m going to get a heart attack.” He added dramatically.

“What’s all the fuss about?” Heidi appeared from one of the row seats. “Unbelievable. Are you kidding me?”

It was a bit uncomfortable and overwhelming after a few minutes to see them staring back at her with such intensity and little words.

“My job is done here, I can’t take it anymore.” Enda gave up defeated moving along the stage.

Cillian talked to someone from the lights department and asked Lee to join him. “If you don’t mind me asking, Adria… can we take a couple of shoots for the promo?”

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight,

I've never seen you shine so bright, you were amazing,

I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side,

Marianne frowned for a second, startled. Then she placed a hand on her hip again in character raising her eyebrow. “Of course a photo wouldn’t even do me justice, you can keep it in your wallet.” She smiled.

And when you turned to me and smiled, it took my breath away

If you could blend Audrey Hepburn’s innocence with Marylin Monroe’s devours-men look and Elizabeth Taylor intimidating gaze Adria would be the result.

Cillian felt like someone punched him in the gut and rushed to help Lee with the lights, it was a blessing that she took a photography course, she was a great support and it helped a lot the confidence they’ve been building lately as it is key to achieve what he had envisioned.

He had a dream outside the theater one night where he was walking and as he looked up the marquee, he found a huge poster of Adria divided half of her face like the defeated character with the look of disappointment as she went through all her troubles… while the other half was the made of the strong and brave woman completely transformed, when he shared that vision with Enda he was clapping even before he could finish, excited by the way it sounded.

The broken glass was set in the huge background, the lights on stage down, there was only one illuminating her from behind, Cillian captured that shot, it wouldn’t probably be used for the promo, but he loved the way it looked, then he walked around Adria and brought the camera up to his face adjusting the lens he requested her to look down and then slowly look straight to the camera.

She took her time, just like she always did, but when she finally looked at him through the lens of the camera… Cillian knew that she was the type of women that not only turns heads, but turns souls as well.

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Next part

A/N: *remember the characters you see is not a reflection of them in real life… if you support me, your name will appear here or in another series ☺️

Eejit is Irish word for idiot, hola is hello and the ehhh up, don’t ask and don’t say it with someone from Latin America around 😂

Here are some photos in which I took inspiration to come up of the idea of Cillian taking the photo for the play:

And some of the faces that inspired Adria’s character:

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[hanszimmr]

tag game! I was tagged by @rosietvler, thanks! :)

birthday: august 19

zodiac: leo sun, aquarius moon, scorpio rising

height: 5 ft 2 in

last song i listened to: tar by tender is on my playlist right now

favourite colour: idk, it changes every now and then. lately i like things in cognac brown

last movie i watched: joker

favourite book: i’m going to say persuasion because you said pride & prejudice @rosietvler :P I also like gone girl.

dream job: god must i work ?? (i’m really burned out this week from work - and it’s only wednesday - so I don’t want to think about any job, dream or otherwise)...... but the real answer, I did want to do my phd and teach at one point. That didn’t work out, which in hindsight was for the best.

meaning behind ur url: i am, in fact, chris nolan. before that i was the real hans zimmer™

Tagging @fiddlingstrings, @thunderingbats, @imichelle-l-rigby, @southasians​, @kcarrollworld​, @the-pink-album​. If you don’t want to do it, no pressure!

[woppy42]

okay, so I was tagged by @imichelle-l-rigby , @hiccup-is-left-handed and @thelordismygod-blog (probably like a month ago at this point >_>) to post 10 songs and then tag 10 some people.

this took so long because I don’t.... really... listen to much music :)) I have like three playlists: one is disgusting feel-good pop music, one is classic rock, and one is florence + the machine because I like the way her music sounds even though the lyrics can be... weird?

so here we go (warning, I haven’t watched the music videos for any of these so I have no idea how weird they might be lol)

No Light, No Light - Florence + The Machine

How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful - Florence + The Machine

Queen of Peace - Florence + the Machine

Lash Out - Alice Merton

No Roots - Alice Merton

Hard Times - Paramore

High Hopes - Panic! At the Disco

Mr. Blue Sky - Electric Light Orchestra

Long & Lost - Florence + The Machine

The Chain - Fleetwood Mac

I think most of the people i would tag to do this did it already because I took so long, but uh.... @firstfandomfangirl @neptrabbit @once-a-queen-of-narnia @synthetic-blanket-hairs