#Calling Cards

[yesterdaysprint]

The Wichita Beacon, Kansas, December 26, 1921

[jomiddlemarch]

cheating a person of their premeditated contempt

“Might I make a confession?” Elizabeth said.

A husband of nearly a year, Fitzwilliam Darcy considered himself an expert in the subject of his wife, her predilections and foibles, her tone of voice and how it correlated to her setting, nuances and subtleties that he had missed entirely when she had been merely Miss Elizabeth Bennet of Longbourn.

At the moment, Mrs. Darcy sat in the morning room of their London townhouse, her fine dark eyes set off by the primrose draperies she had ordered after he’d first given her the instruction to make the place suitable for them. A cup of China tea rested on the table beside her, an uneaten biscuit perched in the saucer. There was something provocative in her expression, but it was not her intention to invite his more amorous address, though the color in her cheeks and the curve of her lip told him she would give him the merest token of protest should he act upon any such urge. He put aside the book he was reading, marking the page with one of her cast-off silk ribbons; he had insisted, quite rightly, that no one but her lady’s maid would know it had been used to tie her garters.

“You are well aware that I am not a man of the cloth and may not absolve you, so you must proceed with the confidence that my judgment would not be severe, should I choose to render it,” he said.

“You would tease me, but I am serious,” she replied.

“If you are serious, I shall not dare to tease you again, madam. What would you tell me?”

“All the time I lived at Longbourn and when we were at Pemberley, I thought calling cards were a tremendous affectation, twice as silly as the silliest mob-cap, and that anyone who would say they were not at home when they were sitting cozily in their library was the epitome of pomposity,” she said.

“And now?”

“And now, I know myself to have been the greatest fool, for the tray is overflowing with cards and we have at least three invitations for any hour of any day, teas and routs and Venetian breakfasts when I have yet to divine the characteristic that confers any salient reference to Venice or breakfast,” she said brightly, but he could hear her consternation and distress concealed within her humor.

“It is not bad thing to discover you were mistaken. Nor that Mrs. Darcy of Pemberley is much in demand,” he said. “I agree a Venetian breakfast remains a mystery, unless there is risi e bisi served alongside bread and butter.”

“But how shall we decide who to see?” Elizabeth said, leafing through the pile of calling cards.

“Is there anyone you recognize who you’d like to see?” he replied.

“There’s a card from Mrs. George Knightley,” she said. “She is quite good humored and amiable—”

“Then we shall call upon her and after I shall take you for a ride through the park in the barouche in lieu of a walk through the countryside,” he said.

“I’ve only to do what I like? That doesn’t seem proper—surely I will offend someone important,” she said.

“All London is not like my Aunt Catherine, Elizabeth. And you had little trouble letting her know how you felt about her perspective,” he said.

“You were more important that a Venetian breakfast, Fitzwilliam!” 

“I should hope so,” he replied. “Though the one tomorrow is hosted by a duchess.”

“Prinny himself might host and it would not come to account,” she replied.

“And for that, we’ll stop at Gunter’s for ices before we return here and are very definitely not at home for anyone,” he said. 

Written for Janeuary 2025 @janeuary-month, posted a day late for Day 18 prompt: calling cards

[oceansubconscious]

I made a calling card for Dante using words cut out of this pizza article.

See below the cut for more details on my process (and my suffering).

I challenged myself to only create new words by re-arranging the letters of one word. The only exception were the twins' names. These were the new words I made:

This project started out as 'what if I write poetry about Dante using a pizza article lol' and I didn't once lol or lmao making it. I suffered. I went through the damn article with a fine toothed comb and extracted the ever living poetic words out of it. And I wrote two poems. But I didn't like them, they weren't working for me. The whole process felt like trying to build a sand castle with ten grains of sand. In a thunderstorm.

Virgil -> vergil

Person -> son Reeking -> king Spreading-> sparda Motorcycles-> tore Summoned-> demon Associated-> ass Countryside -> you, your Nauseating-> seat Mention-> men, me Akin-> kin Delivery-> live Freshly-> flesh World-> lord Trend -> end Foreign-> reign Beneath -> be

Cuisine -> sin

I spent so long on this even google was like 'dude are u ok'.

sigh Yes, google. I know I visit often.

Making a calling card, in the end, felt right. Even if it killed me a little that I had so many great words that I never got to use.

[ardentlyinlovedarcy]

Jane Austen is my all-time inspiration 🔥

My third participation for @janeuary-month

Day 18 prompt : Calling cards

[autistic-donut64]

I made gifs of the opening for the new DMC anime and accidentally made them look like COD Calling Cards

[maspers]

To Sir Lex Luthor, thieving sinner of pride and greed.

When no one was looking, you stole 40 cakes.

Forty cakes!

That's as many as four tens.

And that's terrible. So we will steal your distorted desires and make you confess this sin with your own mouth.

-Sincerely, the Phantom Thieves of Hearts

[luxuriainash]

saw the post asking for asks, completely blanked on conversation topics so we're going with everyones fav dtarter question: what's y'alls favourite animal(s) . sorry if its a lame question

NOT LAME AT ALL YOUVE ACTUALLY ACTIVATED OUR TRAP CARD.

- sora's got cat+dog autism mostly. can assign and recognize breeds SO easy

- xeha loves birds but especially pigeons. "understands" them (in an emotional sense. i think. empath bullshit i guess. do birds have light in their hearts)

- bryn's a fan of the ones associated with being pests and shitheads for just trying to survive. coyotes, jackals, foxes, mostly canines like that. hyenas too - "wrongfully associated with evil in fiction purely bc of the lion king"

- collectively we just fucking adore ferrets and mustelids of all kinds.... also hedgehogs. mostly smaller/exotic pets like that :)

[glossahistorica]

Chapter II. "Morning Calls." - The timing of "morning calls"; morning calls not being in the morning; the particular hours of calls; Sunday calls.

 "MORNING calls," so designated on account of their being made before dinner, are, more strictly speaking, "afternoon calls," as they can only be made between the hours of three and six o'clock.  Calls made in the morning—that is, before one o'clock—would not come under the denomination of "morning calls," as they can only be made by intimate friends and not by acquaintances, and are not, therefore, amenable to the rules of etiquette which govern the afternoon calls, which calls are regulated in a great measure—as to the hour of calling—by the exact degree of intimacy existing between the person who calls and the person called upon.  From three to four o'clock is the ceremonious hour for calling; from four to five o'clock is the semi-ceremonious hour; and from five to six o'clock is the wholly friendly and without ceremony hour.  A considerable difference exists with regard to "Sunday calls," or calling on Sundays. Ladies never pay ceremonious calls on Sundays; it would not be etiquette for an acquaintance to call on a Sunday, it would rather be considered in the light of a liberty, unless she were expressly asked to do so. Intimate friends, on the contrary, often make Sunday an especial day for calling, and therefore ladies and gentlemen—more especially gentlemen—extend their calling hours from three until six o'clock on Sundays.

Manners and Tone of Good Society; or Solecisms to be Avoided, A Member of the Aristocracy, c.1886 (13th edition) [x] (Paragraphing added.)

In the Victorian era, one would maintain "calling hours" where one was more or less guaranteed to be home. These were occasionally noted upon calling cards, and would be standard information given in an invite to call upon someone.

I have prepared a table for the above paragraphs because goodness me, reading this stuff is difficult to parse sometimes.

[knightofleo]

Neko Case | Calling Cards

I used a calling card from a pay phone on the other coast Just to tell you how good it was to hear you in those songs you wrote They made me think there was something coming Really something worth waiting for Blah, blah, blah.. they talk about, oh... Every dial tone, every truck stop, every heartbreak I love you more Looking like you just woke up from making songs Shooting satellites that blew up the pay phones Singing we'll all be together, even when we're not together With our arms around each other, with our faith still in each other I've got calling cards from 20 years ago

[kissingangus]

how do you think angus would be like with someone who’s really anxious (asking for a friend aka me bc of interviews) -⭐️

hi! So, this is such an interesting and cute little question because I feel like angus is definitely the type to make sure you’re doing alright through little acts of service. He’ll always remind you to drink water, setting a glass in front of you if he hasn’t seen you drink any that day. He takes great pride in being the proactive one out of the two, which means he always has a spot he wants to take the two of you out on, and he’ll plan everything to a T to make sure you can take all the time you need to get ready.

Besides the obvious “boyfriendoftheyear” behavior like guiding you towards the inside of the sidewalk as you walk hand in hand towards a movie at your local theatre, or holding the door open for you at your fav bar to watch a cool little local band play a gig, he always makes sure to carry a handkerchief in his jean pocket that he infuses with a few drops of lavender essential oil. He once read in a woman’s weekly it’s supposed to help with nerves and it was meant to be an old housewives trick but it seems to mean a lot to you and anything for his girl of course.

When you guys go out to eat, he takes it upon himself to order for you, per your request. He has a good feel for your taste, and cravings and he’s never ordered a dish you don’t like. He’ll even make sure to call ahead and tell the hostess about any allergies or dietary restrictions you might have. To everyone in his life his attitude since you’ve gotten together is a great departure from the usual nonchalant smart ass they know and occasionally love, but doting and caring looks good on him.

You’ll always feel like he’s got your back and is ready to advocate for you. Whether it’s asking a waiter to top off your drink or to have a dish remade because it wasn’t up to your standards, he’s always ready and willing to keep you as chill as possible. On really really bad days, the ones where you feel like the world is caving in around you and you can’t see the end in sight, after he helps you meet your most basic needs, a warm bath, a small plate with some fruits, some chips, dip and maybe some cheeses, (an act he adopted from his dad do the same for his mom when she was pregnant with him.) He’ll have you pop on your (his) favorite comfy crewneck, pop you on the back of his bike, and pedal down the block and back as the sun sets. The cool air and the rhythm of the pedals going up and down your street littered with gorgeous trees and even more gorgeous gardens soothes your mind in an instant.

Sometimes he’ll whistle a little tune for you, his favorite is the Charlie Brown theme song, sometimes he’ll ask about your day and let you vent or sometimes he won’t say anything at all and let you regulate at your own pace. But always, your nights end with the coziest cuddle with all the lights in your room turned off, only a sliver of a street light peeking through your curtain. He’ll trace his fingers across your features and leave whispers of kisses and sweet nothings behind as the both of you are lulled to sleep……so basically he’s a cutie pie.

I lowkey got super into this one but I hope you enjoy and ty for the questionnnnn!!!! It’ll always mean a lot to me!!!💕

[codmw-archive]

mw3 mp calling cards

[ask-alextheangel]

Calling card for our latest chapter

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45861766/chapters/158725066

[darlingpeasant]

Gutted we haven’t seen any of the Bridgerton men whip one of these bad boys out because I’m sorry, but some of these are low-key scandalous and hilarious 😭 (especially the ones that the cast read out omg)

Also, wtf is an up to date hug??? 🤣

[annaofthenorthernlights]

Call it what you will - but it is nothing more than dust

for @janeuary-month

day 18 - prompt: calling cards Fandom: Sense & Sensibility (1995) Characters: Marianne Dashwood & Elinor Dashwood Rating: G Words: 289

"Marianne, is there anything else to pack?" Elinor surveys her sister's room but finds the cupboard empty and the drawers bare except for a drawing folder. "Will you take this with you?"

Read on AO3

[yakool-foolio]

So uh I recently became obsessed with a super underrated and extremely pretty song that has what I love most in a song: a choir-esque break focusing on harmonic vocals! It can bring a man to tears! So I decided to add onto the pre-chorus with a second harmonic layer to compliment the melody and first harmony!

GO LISTEN TO CALLING CARDS BY THE BROOK & THE BLUFF NOW CAUSE HOW IS IT ONLY AT 1.6K VIEWS?!

[pearwaldorf]

f you're looking for a thoughtful gift, you can't go wrong with letterpressed calling cards or stationery. I have calling cards from this local to me place and they are beautiful. Highly recommended.

You will note from the sample pictures they are Our People.

(code WETBANDITS gets $15 off, good through 12/8, this is not an ad, I just like their stuff)