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Henry always had an exalted ideal of marriage and he was convinced from about 1527 onwards that he was rejecting his former offences against divine law and vowing himself to a more Christian future. It was also obvious that his case would have seemed less convincing, both in Rome and at home, if Anne had been pregnant. It seems much more likely that Henry and Anne together took the romantic, high-minded, and prudent approach to remain chaste until they were married, all the more likely since in 1527 Henry seemed to think that this would soon be achieved. The curious mix of passion, idealism, and political ambition at work here gives some insight into Henry's character.
Henry VIII, Lucy Wooding
#yk what ? as im typing these im realizing she has a very similar style to elizabeth norton#very readable but quite dry#like a martini; iyw#anne-the-quene#lucy wooding#henrician
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🇱🇺 Anne-Marie B. - Frère Jacques
#Anne-Marie B.#Frère Jacques#luxembourg esc#esc luxembourg#eurovision luxembourg#luxembourg eurovision#esc#eurovision#esc 1977#eurovision 1977#eurovision art#esc art#wow i really like the vibe of this song#also the background singers look so cool#sorry i made her look like mia martini
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71 FRAGMENTS OF A CHRONOLOGY OF CHANCE:
Segments of strangers
All lead up to tragedy
From random choices
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#71 fragments of a chronology of chance#71 fragmente einer chronologie does zufalls#Anne bennent#Gabriel Cosmin Urdes#Lukas miko#Otto Grunmandl#udo samel#Branko Samarovski#Claudia Martini#Goerg Friedrich#Alexander Pschill#michael haneke#criterion collection#criterion channel#Youtube
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Today’s song is Eye of Newt in a Martini Glass by S.O.U.L. (OneThoughtRemains) featuring the Vocaloid Sweet Ann
Happy birthday, Sweet Ann!
#vocaloid#vocaloid original#sweet ann#S.O.U.L#S.O.U.L. (OneThoughtRemains)#OneThoughtRemains#engloid#english vocaloid#eye of newt in a martini glass
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Hello🫶 Can you help me with suggestions of redheaded females that have a decent amount of resources? No matter the age! Thank you in advance!
𝙝𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚! this is gonna be a looooooooong list, angel, but it's as comprehensive as i could make it! all of these fcs have at least 300 gifs that i could find, so please let me know if you need some help locating resources ♡ **indicates the resources are available as gif icons and not small/medium gifs!
Abigail Cowen ( 1998, actress, white )
Ahsen Eroglu ( 1994, actress, Turkish )
Alicia Von Rittberg ( 1993, actress, white )
Alina Kovalenko ( 1992, actress, white )
Amy Adams ( 1974, actress, white )
Angourie Rice ( 2001, actress, white )
Anya Taylor Joy ( 1996, actress, white )
Asena Keskinci ( 2001, actress, Turkish )
Bebe Wood ( 2001, actress, white )
Bree Kish** ( 1996, model, one quarter Black, plus size )
Bridget Regan ( 1982, actress, white )
Bridget Satterlee** ( 1997, model, white )
Bryce Dallas Howard ( 1981, actress, white )
Camryn Grimes ( 1990, actress, white )
Charlotte Spencer ( 1991, actress, white )
Christina Hendricks ( 1975, actress, white )
Deborah Ann Woll ( 1985, actress, white )
Elcin Sangu ( 1985, actress, Turkish )
Eleanor Tomlinson ( 1992, actress, white )
Elena Satine ( 1987, actress, Georgian )
Ellie Bamber ( 1997, actress, white )
Emily Carey ( 2003, actress, white )
Evan Rachel Wood ( 1987, actress, white )
Freya Mavor ( 1993, actress, white )
Genevieve Angelson ( 1987, actress, white )
Gozde Turkpence ( 1984, actress, Turkish )
Hannah Einbinder ( 1995, actress, white )
Haley Bennett ( 1988, actress, white )
Hayley Williams ( 1988, musician, white )
Holland Roden ( 1986, actress, white )
Holliday Grainger ( 1988, actress, white )
Huh Yunjin ( 2001, musician, Korean )
Isla Fisher ( 1976, actress, white )
Isolda Dychauk ( 1993, actress, white )
Jane Levy ( 1986, actress, white )
Jessica Barden ( 1992, actress, white )
Jessica Chastain ( 1977, actress, white )
Joey King ( 1999, actress, white/Jewish )
Karen Gillan ( 1987, actress, white )
Kate Walsh ( 1967, actress, white )
Katherine McNamara ( 1995, actress, white )
Kennedy McMann ( 1996, actress, white )
Kennedy Walsh ( 2000, influencer with acting roles, white )
Lee Seo Jeong ( 2000, musician, Korean )
Liv Hewson ( 1995, actor, white, non-binary )
Luca Hollestelle ( 1996, actress, white )
Ludovica Martino ( 1997, actress, white )
Maddison Brown** ( 1997, actress, white )
Madelaine Petsch ( 1994, actress, white )
Madeline Ford ( 1997, model, white )
Maggie Geha ( 1988, actress, white )
Marina Ruy Barbosa ( 1995, actress, Brazilian (white) )
Melis Sezen ( 1997, actress, Turkish )
Millie Bobby Brown ( 2004, actress, white )
Miriam Leone ( 1985, actress, white )
Natasha Lyonne ( 1979, actress, white/Jewish )
Nicola Coughlan ( 1987, actress, white, plus-size )
Nicole Kidman ( 1967, actress, white )
Olivia Cooke ( 1993, actress, white )
Rebecca Ferguson ( 1983, actress, white )
Riley Keough ( 1989, actress, white/Jewish )
Romola Garai ( 1982, actress, white )
Rose Leslie ( 1987, actress, white )
Ruth Connell ( 1979, actress, white )
Sabina Karlsson ( 1988, model, half Black, plus size )
Sadie Sink ( 2002, actress, white )
Sadie Soverall ( 2002, actress, white )
Sarah Drew ( 1980, actress, white )
Sarah Snook ( 1987, actress, white )
Shannon Purser ( 1997, actress, white, plus size )
Sophia Lillis ( 2002, actress, white )
Sophie Skelton ( 1994, actress, white )
Sophie Turner ( 1996, actress, white )
Stephanie Martini ( 1990, actress, white )
#rpt#fc help#redhead fc#ginger fc#female fc#underused fc#model fc#poc fc#bipoc fc#fc masterlist#redhead masterlist#answered: fc help#answered: anonymous#answered#long post for ts#long post cw#long post#five nights at freddi's: mascot post
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may i ask for all the Renfield details from the Fangoria article you mentioned
Sorry for replying late, I think you sent this just as I was going to sleep
FANGORIA TIDBITS!!!!
-They did multiple takes and variations of scenes. Director Chris McKay said every take with Cage was "so fucking watchable" and that having those dozens of takes to choose from was "the hardest thing about cutting* the movie" (*I think that means editing)
-Hoult once told Cage, between takes, that he had been trying to do the Dwight Frye laugh in the scene they were filming, and on the next take Cage "suddenly threw that laugh back at me and started mocking me with it."
-In one version of the apartment confrontation scene, Cage's Dracula uses the eyeball garnishing his bloody martini like a little puppet, "talking to it before slurping it up."
-This quote from the director: "Much like Lego Batman, where I posited that our Batman is every version of Batman, I wanted to put Cage in the Frank Langella movie and the Christopher Lee movies and everything else. If I'd had the money and time, there would've been a snippet of him in every decade there was a Dracula movie." (fwiw the budget of Renfield was reportedly around $65mil and they shot and edited it in less than a year's time)
-Cage is only the seventh actor to play Dracula for Universal studios. More men have walked on the Moon. Said Cage: "I'm proud to be a member of that club."
-Cage said his Dracula was primarily inspired in part by his father - "My dad was someone who wanted to speak with distinction. He didn't have a full-on British accent but he did have a mid-Atlantic accent because he was a professor... Dracula's an articulate, elegant and eloquent character, and my dad had all those elements" - and Ann Bancroft's character Mrs. Robinson from the movie The Graduate - "The way she was abusing Dustin Hoffman's character, and the fact that she was an alcoholic... All that, to me, worked, because this take on Dracula is really about his relationship with Renfield, a toxic relationship. And it's this master/servant crap that so many people deal with, whether it's at work or an unfortunate romantic relationship..."
-Hoult worked with Cage before- he played Cage's son in 2005's The Weather Man
-Costume designer Lisa Lovaas on working with Cage again: "I knew from my experience (on Superman Lives) that Nic was totally game. I could present him with an elaborate Dracula, and he would be 100% on board. He walked out of the fitting saying 'This is it, we've done it.'"
-Dracula has monogrammed Dolce & Gabbana shoes
-The writer of the article doesn't say much more about the costuming but wrote "Dracula shares a shirtmaker with Frank Sinatra, I'm told," and I'm not entirely sure what that means?
-Director McKay on the blood in the movie: "I wanted the blood to be a certain colour of red, more like the Tom Savini Dawn of the Dead blood."
-SFX designer Christien Tinsley studied up on corpses to get Dracula's varying skintones right. "Is Dracula just pale, or does he have an undertone of colour? Is that colour more sallow and corpse-like, or is it more blue and cool tones? ... Hundreds of years ago, hospitals and morgues would bring in artisans to recreate the corpse in wax as it was being dissected. And they would do this in beautiful colours, yellows and blues, copying what they were seeing, but giving them these beautiful colour palettes..." Tinsley used those corpse palettes as the basis for Dracula's skin.
-Tinsely also had a tough makeup challenge with Hoult's Renfield: "He's not seeing much daylight, not really taking care of himself. However, 100 years ago he was a respectable lawyer... So we scrapped the idea of making him look unkempt; he has traditions. But now his skin is the same cool tones as Dracula; they're family. And we see a transition in his appearance as he becomes stronger and healthier, emotionally and mentally."
-Hoult on his Renfield: "The version of Renfield that we are seeing is ninety years after the original. The madness has been beaten out of him. He's been under the thumb of this powerful man, taking care of him... for so long."
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Okay, finally got the photos downloaded! Uploading some of my favorites from the party on the 31st--thank you all again for coming! I'd say "hope to see you next year", but I think I'll see a good number of you before then!
[It's an image of Basil (@uncle-dusknoir), Rei (@mimikyumisfortune), and Rose (@roseberryboo) sitting on Vanilla's couch. Rei's taking up most of the space, laying down across it, with Basil pointing exaggeratedly at the Pawmark movie on the screen and raving to Rose.]
[It's an image of Sidon (@water-pokemon-appreciator) holding back two Zoroark from a bowl of chocolate… at the same time, you can see Cooper (@cooper-magnolia) looking, concerned, at Atlas (@spitefulfoxx), and Wolfgang holding Vanilla up like a giant kit. The latter is handing a few pieces of chocolate back to his big brother, an embarrassed look across their face.]
[It's an image of a battle! Rune's (@runicsorceress) Lampent appears to be aiming a Dark Pulse at Vanilla's Darmanitan, with Alex's (@frog-pokemon-friend) Bellibolt and Marjorie's (@marjorie-ann-miller-1949) Tangrowth watching on. In the background, Lt. Surge & Raiga (@sh0ck-w4v3) watch on.]
[It's a Rotom and Pory gathering! Widget the Porygon (@pokemoncenterofficial), Than-Than the Porygon (@water-pokemon-appreciator), Porypory in their phone (@uncle-dusknoir), Riley the Rotomdex (@cooper-magnolia), and Razer the Rotom (@amperage-speedway) are all busily replacing images in Vanilla's home with the image of her being picked up by her scruff. Just a little mischief. Sea the Rotom (@mimikyumisfortune) watches nervously from the side.]
[Whoa, that's an actual fire! You can see Rune (@runicsorceress), Martini the Gallade (@snowbell-glass-bar), Skye (@darkskyess), and Marjorie (@marjorie-ann-miller-1949) tossing pieces of paper into the fire. Jenna (@rotomblr-postal) is just stepping into the door, taking off her coat. She looks concerned.]
[It's midnight! You can see Anthea and Cordelia (@lovenpeace-pkmn), Tropius (@wingsofachampion), Dr. Liss holding a sizeable bottle of alcohol (@doctorlunaliss), Tula (@plasmaapologist), and Vanilla all cheering the moment. In the foreground of the image there's a giant, cake-shaped stack of Oreos, iced a little messily with the message "Happy Birthday Tula!"]
#pokeblogging#pkmn irl#nilla new year#//thank you again for the event; it was great chilling with y'all ^^
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mike is the lightweight ever youre so real. jo talks him through taking a single shot half of it is down the front of his shirt. 10 minutes later and hes trying to kill a random ginger guy cause he thought it was scott. if they lose sight of him for a couple of seconds hes gotten into 3 fights and smoked a joint. by the end of the night theyre trying to figure out if he needs to go to the hospital or not. hes literally fine in the morning he walks downstairs perfect everything like 😁while everyone else is half dead. hes a medical anomaly.
If cameron went anywhere near anything slightly containing any type alcohol he'd die. he needs special hand sanitizer. not an exaggeration he would actually drop dead on the spot
i think people should keep mal being mean. tone it down but let him tell people on twitter to kill themselves. he scams kids on roblox for fun. theres probably at least 6 callout posts about him
Grave Dog
you're so real. mike literally cannot drink alcohol at all. he tries one of the lightweight .5 percent can martinis and he gets knocked out. they take their eyes off of him and he's stolen a car drank someone's bong water and managed to buy 17 kilos of assorted illegal substances. he sees a ginger and immediately loses his shit. he is immune to hangovers and literally anything else though. everyone is fucking dead in the morning Jo has fallen asleep on the table Anne Maria passed out in the bathroom lightning slept in a tree but he walks downstairs and is like "hi! 😊 how are you going! 😊 last night was crazy right!!" and bricks like "you got arrested for 5 dui's". he's abnormal.
Cameron touches a bottle of gin and fucking dies. family guy death pose after tasting red 40. walks past a cigarette box and his heart explodes like a hummingbird after they flap their wings too hard. literally crumples at any amount of illegal activity.
mal has the best fanon interpretation out of the system (at least from what I've seen) but I think that's because his canon was just. a very low bar to clear. but they need to keep him as a bit of a bitch. I think that he should prank people. hides people's shit. has several tazers he scares people with. bit of a practical jokester. he joins public Minecraft servers and tells children to kill themselves. he's doxxed people before (a lot of people). theres about 17 callout posts and he will not be stopped. so true as always
#total drama#td#td roti#td revenge of the island#total drama roti#revenge of the island#total drama revenge of the island#there is too many tags for that. anyway#td mike#td mal#🪦🐕
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This golden gown, adorned with embroidered flowers on its bodice and skirt, was worn twice in the fairy tale series Sechs auf einen Streich (Grimm's Finest Fairy Tales). Collien Ulmen-Fernandes first wore it as Zuckerfee (The Sugar Fairy) in Nussknacker and Mäusekönig (Nutcracker and Mouse King) in 2015, followed by Alexandra Martini as Princess Isabella in the episode Die Salzprinzessin (The Salt Princess), also in 2015. The gown was worn again in 2022 by Irene Della Casa as Baroness Francesca in Die Kaiserin (The Empress).
Costume Credit: Ann-Mari, Redrosecut
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#Sechs auf einen Streich#Collien Ulmen-Fernandes#Nussknacker and Mäusekönig#Nutcracker and Mouse King#Alexandra Martini#Salzprinzessin#The Salt Princess#Irene Della Casa#Die Kaiserin#The empress#costume drama#period drama
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The Point Of No Return (Part II)
A fanfic slightly inspired by the play The Phantom of the Opera
+18 Smut (a lot) / Angst / Horror (just a bit)
Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader / Doctor!Strange x Fem!Reader
Synopsis: When a strange and dark man starts to haunt the reader's dreams her life is turned upside down and she discovers in the hard way that if you can't wake up from the nightmare maybe you're not asleep at all.
Word Count: 4,300k
Warnings: Dark themes! Psychological manipulation, Dubious consent, Mentions of abuse of medications and alcohol, Mentions of injuries and blood, Deception, Stockholm syndrome(?), Sexual content (P in V, masturbation with both receiving, oral sex with both receiving, fingering, physical control, domination, bondage.)
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"I have come here
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind i've already imagined
Our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent
Now i am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided"
You didn't know why you had agreed to go out with Anne. In fact, the idea had sounded pretty silly to you when you saw the message, but after all that had happened, you were feeling too agitated to spend Saturday night alone at home and that would do more harm than good if your intention was not falling asleep.
Anyway, thirty minutes after joining the Karaoke you regretted going. You hated karaoke; you hated the songs that everyone chose wanting to be cool and different when in fact they were always the same songs everybody would pick.
“How are you doing?” Anne asked looking at you while the two guys that came with her had gone out to get drinks and the two girls were fighting each other competing to see who ruined Hotel California better. You didn’t bother to remember their names.
I nodded, lying “I'm better.”
She pressed her lips into a thin line and then spoke what had been on her mind for days.
“Maybe you should see a doctor. You know, it's normal that at some point in life we feel down and sometimes we need medication and talk to someone who understands like a therapist maybe.”
You sighed. You would be lying if you say you didn’t think about that option before. You even googled a psychiatrist who did some interesting research work involving a study of patients' dreams, but the truth is that nothing in the world would give you the courage to talk about the kind of dreams you were having and much worse, reveal who you were dreaming about.
“I'll think about it.” Was all you said.
She nodded without seem really convinced and then the guys came back.
“Your drink” The blond one with blue eyes handed you a martini glass.
You talked and as much as possible you tried to have fun and forget about your problem and even went a little overboard on drinking, but you realized that being high on alcohol was an interesting way to get rid of constant thoughts. At least for that night it worked.
When the cab finally dropped you home, you struggled with the keys to get the door open, realizing you were a little drunker than you seemed to be when you left the Karaoke.
You did your ritual: left your shoes, putted your bag on the counter, went to the kitchen to make yourself a strong cup of coffee, but you avoided the pills, figuring it wouldn't be a good idea to mix them with the alcohol.
You went upstairs with your coffee and undressed, turned the radio on loud and avoided the bathtub this time, opting for the shower and the cold water.
When you got out of the shower you were feeling more sober and decided to watch something so went back down to the living room. Nothing would make you stay in your room if you didn't intend to sleep. You turned on the TV and put on a new episode of Stranger Things and got distracted by watching it.
You opened the door and the music got louder. You went out into a dark hallway. It was the first time you had left that room and you didn't know what you would find outside.
You heard classical music playing and opened your eyes staring at the ceiling and smelling the scent of dust from the already familiar room. You sighed feeling your heart speeding up. Why were you sleeping again? Why was your plan no longer working?
You sat looking around. There was no sign of him and you decided to get up. It was a stupid idea, but maybe if you could just stay hidden until you woke up you wouldn't have to go through all that.
You went down a long staircase that led to a ruined hall, outside you could see the dark clouds that circled as if they were part of a hurricane and you seemed to be right in its eye.
You walked through the hall noticing that there were many musical instruments around. You stopped by a beautiful black grand piano and without knowing exactly why you did that, you played one of the keys. The noise reverberating through the hall and just like that you knew he would find you.
It was impossible to explain that feeling, but every time you dreamed you felt as if you and he were the only people there. Not just in that wrecked, haunted house, but in that world. Of course, there was no way you could have known that, but there was also no way you could have conjured that place in your dreams since you've never seen anything like that place before.
Well, haven’t you? Looking to the huge round window, you realized that window was identical to the window of the Sanctum Sanctorum where Doctor Stephen Strange lived. That place was like an upside-down version of the Sanctum and the one that was now slowly walking towards you, both hands behind his back, eyes fixed on you surrounding you like a predator surrounding its prey was perhaps another version of Stephen Strange, a sinister version of him.
“No tears this time?” He asked approaching.
You felt your body tense as he stopped in front of you. His hands still steady behind his back. You knew that tears wouldn’t help you. He always got what he wanted in the end.
He sighed, one hand reaching out to touch your face.
“I have questions” You said firmly stepping back.
He let his hand hover in the air dramatically and smirked.
“I imagine you have.”
You took another step back, increasing the distance between you.
“This is a dream?”
“Do you want it to be?” He replied.
You swallowed the saliva “It’s not what I asked. So, it's not real?”
He took a step towards you and instinctively you took another step back.
He stopped watching you intently.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
He tilted his head slightly to the side studying you
“What do you think?”
You shook your head “I don't know, I think I am dreaming, but... I'm not sure anymore. It feels too real”
“Do you want it to be real?”
You denied. Your heart pounding in your chest. You sighed trying to calm down and a moment later he was behind you, a firm hand on your waist pressing you against his body and the other on your neck pressing lightly.
"I'll rephrase the question" he said, whispering in your ear and deliberately rubbing his goatee against your skin making you shiver.
“Do you want me to be real?”
He lightly bit your earlobe.
“No” You muttered, but you didn't even convince yourself.
He scolded you by increasing the pressure on your neck.
“Let's try again, this time without lying, what do you think?”
You nodded.
He turned his lips to your ear, tongue licking lightly, he murmured sweetly
"Do you want me to be real?"
“Yes” You whispered shyly.
He squeezed your neck even tighter.
“I did not hear.”
“Yes” You spoke louder.
“Yes, what?”
He wanted to hear you saying.
“I want you to be real.”
He smiled closing his eyes, savoring your answer. He knew you were being honest, you couldn't resist him.
He hummed in your ear
You could feel your eyes filling up with heavy tears.
“I know. You can’t resist me, can you? Don’t fight it.
I can hear your heart beating faster when I am close, your pulse speeding up when I touch you and silently your senses abandoning all defenses.”
“You already surrendered to me. You've been so good to me. Perhaps I will answer your request. Isn’t it what you want? Have me out of this place? In your world?”
The tears streamed through your face this time not out of fear, but because you knew what he was suggesting wasn't possible. You couldn't have him in the real world. You sobbed understanding how much that realization hurted you.
He released your neck and turned you to face him. You looked down at your feet. He lifted your chin with his fingers and brushed a tear from your cheek.
“What's the problem? Tell me what concern you, my dear.”
You sighed. This was not following the normal script of your dreams. You didn't feel scared like you usually did in his presence. You felt intoxicated by it. You felt yourself floating and falling for him. It was like you was starting to trust him and when he touched you, you didn’t want to flee anymore, you savored the sensation.
“I can see the sadness in your eyes. I didn’t bring you here for this. I want to please you. I want to touch you, to make you feel good.”
You shook your head “You're not real. You can’t do these things because you are not real and it doesn’t matter how much I wanted you to be.”
You wiped your own tears off your face “In the real world Stephen Strange doesn't even know I exist.”
He sighed.
“This place. You. It’s all in my mind.” The words came out cutted by your sobs. “I created you. I created you because I fell in love with Stephen Strange, but I don't even know him. I've never seen him in person, I just…”
He stared at you waiting for you to finish what you were saying, but you couldn't speak aloud the things you did thinking about Stephen Strange. All those times you found yourself thinking about him. Even in the most inappropriate places, like at work, in the middle of a meeting, you felt lubricated just thinking about him. A man who was kind of a celebrity who had no idea you existed.
He smiled. Not the smirk you were used to, but a smile that seemed sincere.
“You didn't create me, my dear, I'm as real as that Stephen Strange in your world. The only difference is that I love you, I know you, each of your thoughts, each of your desires, your fantasies.”
The way he looked at you as he spoke, as if he could devour you whole with his eyes, his voice purring at you, caressing you with its deep, sensual timbre. His hands cupping both sides of your face, wiping the tears that flowed and the very words he was saying. It all seemed to create a kind of numbness in you, your breathing getting more ragged, and you could feel the desire building between your legs in the form of an insistent wetness you couldn't hide.
And you didn't want to hide it. You didn't want to fight him, not anymore, you wanted to know what it would feel like to give in not only physically but mentally because you were tired of feeling alone, tired of fighting him when all you wanted was to surrender.
He smiled confidently as if he could hear your internal debate. Maybe he could, you weren't sure of anything anymore, nothing beyond the fact that you wanted to be completely and irrevocably his.
His hand moved down your neck, his trembling scarred fingers brushing your collarbone and in a gesture of complete surrender you tilted your neck to the side in anticipation of his touch. He kissed there lightly.
“My love is so soft today” He sighed in your ear making a shiver run through your whole body “I like it when you resist me, but this way... this is much better. Promise you'll be nice to me this time?”
“Yes” You answered without hesitation, your voice shaking as much as your body.
“Yes what?”
“I'll be good this time, I promise.”
He sighed satisfied, taking you in his arms bride style. He carried you through the halls of the dark and broken Sanctum and took you into his bed. He undressed you. This time not using magic. He did it slowly savoring the moment while taking off each piece of your clothes. The cold air making your body shiver. You instinctively shielded your breasts with your arms and crossed your legs as he scolded you.
“Don't hide your body from me.” He cooed.
You shook your head, uncrossing your legs. He smiled, gripping your ankles tightly and pulling you close to him at the foot of the bed. He spread your legs admiring you with attentive eyes and licking his lips like a hungry man.
“So beautiful. I'll devour you until there's nothing left of you. This is what you want?”
You licked your lips. The arousal you felt made your hips move involuntarily and you twitched into nothingness in anticipation of his touch.
He took one of your feet and brought it to his shaft that was completely hard under the tunic and you started rubbing it there, stroking it slowly as he moaned in satisfaction.
“Look at you, you're desperate for me to touch you, aren't you?
He held your foot, moving his hips slowly against it.
“Please... please” You whimpered begging for his touch.
He crawled onto the bed on top of you, the weight of his hips spreading your legs apart. He touched your face and pulled you to his lips. Your hand cupped his face, the other clinging to his hair as you surrendered to the kiss with desire and lust, parting your lips so he could put his tongue inside your mouth.
You moaned between his lips, drawing air back into your lungs as he broke the kiss only to trail his lips down your neck, sucking there hard leaving marks on your skin.
He continued lowering his lips, taking one nipple in his mouth, nibbling and then licking in circular motions, the other hand caressing the other breast, playing with your nipple between his fingers.
You couldn't contain your moans, the desire you felt to have him inside you almost ached between your legs. You brought a hand to your aching core getting a little relief as you rubbed your fingers on your clit in circular movements. You groaned loudly, but he shook his head, pulling your hand away and holding it tight against the mattress.
“No” He said looking at you “Only I can touch you, do you hear me? Don't be impatient or I'll have to punish you. Is this what you want, for me to punish you?”
You denied.
He nodded satisfied with his wicked game “Then ask for forgiveness and say you won't do it again.”
You sighed totally surrendered to it “Forgive me Stephen, I won't do it again.”
His eyes narrowed when he heard you calling his name for the first time. He released your hand and gripped your chin tightly
“I didn't give you permission to call me Stephen, did I?”
You denied biting your lips. The dominating way he spoke turned you on and there was no need to pretend, you liked it.
“I didn't hear what you said.”
“I'm sorry, I promise I'll be good, please.”
He smiled devilishly “Call me sir.”
You agreed stammering “Yes, sir.”
He kissed your lips “Good girl. I know this urge you're feeling is painful. I can ease your pain. Just tell me to do it. Tell me how much your need me.”
You moaned “Please sir. I need you.”
He lowered his lips to your belly, biting your skin and licking the spot soon after, and continued down until he reached your bundle of nerves.
He placed a finger inside you, hissing when he felt your wetness.
“My love, you are dripping through my fingers!”
You moaned loudly as you lifted your hips to increase the friction of his fingers “Please…”
"I know, I know." He stuck a second finger in and started fingering you at a very slow pace.
You moaned in frustration “Please sir... I need more.”
He hummed “Too slow? All right, I can go faster.”
He abruptly increased his pace and you screamed at the sensation of being fucked by his fingers at that frantic pace.
“That's how you like it? You're a naughty little whore, aren't you?”
You nodded. Tears streaming down your face as you felt overwhelmed with all the pleasure. He kept his eyes on you the entire time as his fingers worked to get all the pleasure out of you and when he curved them strategically to reach your g-spot you felt the familiar tremor building in the pit of your stomach, but this time it wasn't subtle, it was sudden and you screamed whimpering.
“Oh my God.. I'm going to cum!”
He didn't slow down, his fingers fucked you so hard that your entire body moved with the movement. The sound it made was so obscene it reached your ears triggering you into the visceral orgasm that hit you.
“That's right, good girl.” He cooed “Such a good girl cuming so deliciously on my fingers.”
You kept your eyes closed feeling all the sensations.
He took his fingers from you and came over your body, kissing your belly, going up to your breasts and giving light kisses on your lips.
“Look at me” He asked and you obeyed. Your body relaxed while you were coming down your high. “Open your mouth for me.”
You opened your mouth and he placed two fingers for you to taste yourself.
You sucked his fingers heartily making a pornographic popping noise.
When he took his fingers out of your mouth, you licked your lips obscenely and he smiled in surprise at your behavior.
“You're being so nice to me today. I'm loving this change. Promise you'll be good for now on.”
You nodded “Yes, sir. I promise.”
He smiled in satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
“I want to fuck you hard, but first...” He took your hand and placed it to his shaft and you caressed his member over his tunic “You'll return the favor, won't you?”
You nodded excited and he knelt on the bed unbuttoning his pants and releasing his fully hard cock. You held it tight moving it up and down and increasing the pace as he groaned loudly.
“What a naughty little girl doing so well for me. Come here, kiss me while stroke my cock.”
You moaned anticipating his lips. You knelt on the bed kissing him and deepening the kiss by placing your tongue on this mouth while your hand kept jerking him.
You were amazed at how loud his moans were and you loved it. You loved the animalistic groans and grunts and moans that scaped his lips. You pulled back for breath and his lips trailed down your neck, biting and sucking hard.
“I'm so hard, my love.” He purred “It's painful. I need to be inside you now. You're going to be nice and let me fuck you, right? You don't want to see me suffer, do you?”
You denied searching for his lips, giving passionate kisses and moving down to shower his chin and neck with little open mouth kisses. You couldn't help it, the passion you felt for him made you want to please him. All doubt and fear were gone and you realized that you would do anything he asked.
You stared at him biting your lips.
“How do you want me, sir?”
He groaned loudly, your words making his cock throb “All fours”
You complied by placing your knees and hands on the bed and lifting your hips into the perfect position for him. He groaned freeing himself from his clothes and positioned the head of his cock at your entrance, placing a firm hand on your hip as he entered you with a single deep, hard thrust, moaning loudly.
You gasped. Your body could barely contain all of it inside you. He was huge and you felt so tight.
“Oh my love you're so tight” He moaned through his teeth “I can feel you stretching and it's so delicious.”
He fully took it off and you twitched into nothingness moaning in protest. He ran the tip over your clit teasingly and turned his luscious head to your entrance and forced until he was fully inside you again and you moaned loudly, moving your hips against him.
“What a naughty little girl wiggling on my cock like that.” He took it off slowly until he was completely out of you and stuffed it all back in with a rough thrust.
“Is that how you like it? Rough?”
You moaned loudly. Your hip had a will of its own and you moved it against his thrusts.
“Yes. I like it when you fuck me hard.”
He hissed hearing those words. He'd fucked you so many times, but this was special. He'd always wanted to have you fully surrendered to him this way and now that he finally got what he wanted he couldn't help but fulfill your request.
He was gripping your waist so tightly it hurted, but you liked the feeling.
He increased the pace of his thrusts, fucking you hard and moaning with each thrust, whispering sweet dirty praises to you.
“You are so delicious, my love. You are doing so well for me. My girl, I know you like my cock. Tell me how much you like it.”
His praise was pushing you to the brink of another orgasm and you needed it. You increased the rhythm of your hips to crash into his frantic thrusts and groaned loudly. The sound of skin against skin was obscene.
“Oh my god, it's so good, you are so good. You will make me cum. Please, sir, let me come.”
He groaned loudly. He was on the verge of his climax and hearing you plead like that only brought him closer. He let go of your hips and ran his hands through your hair, pulling it into a ponytail and holding it tightly in his hands.
He stopped his thrusts and you groaned in protest.
“Do you want to cum?” He asked with that devilish voice “Do it yourself.”
You increased the pace now panting until it exploded inside you.
You moved your hips against him slowly and then you found your courage and started moving faster and faster finding the perfect pace while your moans got louder and louder.
His hand firmly gripping your hair, the other on in your hip, but he just held you, not forcing.
“Oh my god, my god.. this is so good.”
He giggled satisfied “Look ate you, my love, completely surrendered to me.”
Your body relaxed coming down your high and your legs gave in. He let you lie down but tugged your hair as a warning and brought his face closer to yours, speaking menacingly in your ear,
“I'm not done with you yet. Are you listening to me?”
You nodded.
“I did not hear.”
“Yes sir.”
He pulled your hair again and went back to fucking you. Each thrust making the headboard to hit the wall with a loud noise.
His moans grew louder and his breathing more ragged as he used your body to reach his own high. He pushed your head against the mattress keeping you still and the thrusts became more violent and irregular.
“I will fill you with my seed, is that what you want? That I fill you?”
You couldn't speak, so you just babbled whimpering.
“Tell me you love me. I want to hear it, I need to hear it, Tell me you love me.”
“I love you” You whispered as a secret but it was enough for him to hear you. He growled loudly and you felt his hot load spilling inside you. His face close to yours.
“Oh my love, I love you too." He breathed.
You melted with his words as he released your hair and rolled onto his side.
You felt the weariness pulling you into unconsciousness and you knew you were about to wake up and for the first time since it started, you didn't crave it.
He pulled you to his chest stroking your hair. It felt so good, so soft.
"You need to go back now." His voice held a bitterness. It was as if the thought of letting you go hurted him deeply. “Promise me you won't run away from me anymore. All those pills, it's all useless and it makes me angry to see you suffering, fighting me like that.”
You nodded in agreement with him
“Promise me you won't take them anymore.”
“I promise.”
You hold him tight “I don’t want to go.”
He sighed kissing your forehead “I know. I'll be back for you. I always do.”
You woke up and stood staring at the ceiling. Your eyes stung with sudden tears that you tried in vain to hold back. This was different. You weren’t scared, your were sad. You thought about the words you said to him. It felt so true. Were you going crazy? It was the most rational thing to think about after all that.
You got up and went to the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee, took two pills instinctively as part of your daily ritual, but found yourself standing with the cup in your hand, staring at the pills in the palm of your other hand.
It was ridiculous. It was all ridiculous, but you realized you didn't want to keep taking those drugs. You convinced yourself that your decision was just for your health and also because they weren't working at all, but in the back of your head you knew you were fulfilling the promise you made to him minutes a go.
Damn it! It really felt like it was just a minute a go. You closed your eyes letting the tear coming down your face. Remembering his touch, his kisses. You were falling for him.
“Great, now I'm really fucked.”
Writer Note: Part II took me some time to write, but I really hope you enjoy it. This one is really smutty, but kinda sad too. Part III will come sometime by next week. ;)
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Sylvia's Death by Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton was an American poet known for her highly personal, confessional verse. She won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1967 for her book Live or Die.
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for Sylvia Plath
O Sylvia, Sylvia,
with a dead box of stones and spoons,
with two children, two meteors
wandering loose in a tiny playroom,
with your mouth into the sheet,
into the roofbeam, into the dumb prayer,
(Sylvia, Sylvia
where did you go
after you wrote me
from Devonshire
about raising potatoes
and keeping bees?)
what did you stand by,
just how did you lie down into?
Thief --
how did you crawl into,
crawl down alone
into the death I wanted so badly and for so long,
the death we said we both outgrew,
the one we wore on our skinny breasts,
the one we talked of so often each time
we downed three extra dry martinis in Boston,
the death that talked of analysts and cures,
the death that talked like brides with plots,
the death we drank to,
the motives and the quiet deed?
(In Boston
the dying
ride in cabs,
yes death again,
that ride home
with our boy.)
O Sylvia, I remember the sleepy drummer
who beat on our eyes with an old story,
how we wanted to let him come
like a sadist or a New York fairy
to do his job,
a necessity, a window in a wall or a crib,
and since that time he waited
under our heart, our cupboard,
and I see now that we store him up
year after year, old suicides
and I know at the news of your death
a terrible taste for it, like salt,
(And me,
me too.
And now, Sylvia,
you again
with death again,
that ride home
with our boy.)
And I say only
with my arms stretched out into that stone place,
what is your death
but an old belonging,
a mole that fell out
of one of your poems?
(O friend,
while the moon's bad,
and the king's gone,
and the queen's at her wit's end
the bar fly ought to sing!)
O tiny mother,
you too!
O funny duchess!
O blonde thing!
February 17, 1963
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get to know me even better 🥂
this is sooo so visually interesting and i loved learning more about my beloveds who tagged me: @forthewolves @daffi-990 @wikiangela
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jellyfish - picked this as my aquatic creature to research in a random first-year seminar in freshman year of college and oh boy ARE THEY COOL OR WHAT. you'll learn more about what i learned about them in ch2 of my bethlehem fic 😉
The Before Trilogy (Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, Before Midnight) - guys, this is my end all be all romance film trilogy. the chemistry between ethan hawke and julie delpy? the sometimes improvised dialogue? the sweeping emotions? them filming the two sequels exactly 9 years apart from each other???
autumn - best best season forreal. and i currently live in new england so get to reap the benefits every year as the leaves turn and the pumpkins are ready to be carved
(cut to save your dash)
Richie Jerimovich, The Bear - guys, Eddie Diaz owns my heart, but i will defend my boy richie with MY LIFE. you hear me? this secretly tswift loving idiot takes 2 seasons to grow on you to the point where you DON'T want to stab him in the ass but SHITTTT did he make me cry
vermillion into indigo - so i cheated and basically chose two, but the sweet spot between these two colors, and how they just look next to each other. uuunnnffffff. obSESSED
astrology - everyone in my real life knows that i will ask them their exact birth time and birth place to keep a listing of their astro charts and talk astro with them if they give me the green light. the above chart is one i did for our very own buck in my first fic and i stand by it. that boy is a cancer/sag/aquarius
the Oresteia, translated by the imitable Anne Carson - we're all obsessed with these three greek tragedies on tumblr dot com. you see quotes about orestes and euripides all the time. well, anne's translation is my favorite of them all. if you ever have the chance, please read her translation. it is life-changing (and also helps me weep more as i'm writing buddie)
Bug Like an Angel by Mitski - goddd i am so excited for her new album. this is the lead single off it it and i get teary-eyed each time the gospel choral kicks in. she's singing about religious themes, offering a rueful reflection of the narrator’s broken promises and mistakes while brushing on the topic of alcoholism and it just sticks with me on a broken loop for days
Vodka Martini, extra dirty - i am still a whiskey gal, but lately (maybe it's the old age i'm embracing) but a classic vodka martini with a couple extra olives on a stick and rinsed into the cocktail is my go to
tagging because i love my friends and want to see yours too or just to chat, no pressure: @shitouttabuck @alyxmastershipper @diazblunt @devirnis @lucydonato @barbiebuckley-han @transboybuckley @lesliesknopes @pirrusstuff @911onabc @disasterbuckdiaz @ice-sculptures @wildlife4life 💋
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Most overrated drink in everyones opinion
“Those damn Prime drinks. Gatorade is far superior”
“Ok I’m just gonna say it. Pepsi is overrated. If we’re talking about bar drinks Martinis and Anne’s asleep but she agrees. She’s more a of Coca Cola girl.”
“Hm…good question….I think Mountain Dew. It’s not my favorite. And I don’t understand it’s popularity”
“I have no opinion on the matter”
“I feel like Sprites over rated. It tastes too much like ginger ale”
“…that’s you’re opinion”
“Don’t kill me but for me the Orange Fantas are overrated”
“…..”
“Yeah I gotta agree with that”
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2023 Fandom Year in Review
I'm a bit late on this because I kept being busy, but here! I probably forgot a bunch of stuff in my answers - c'est la vie.
✨Dollsome’s Fandom Year in Review!✨
Favorite new (to me) shows of the year:
Rectify
Joe Pera Talks With You
Reservation Dogs
Dave
The Righteous Gemstones
The Gilded Age
The Buccaneers
Beef
Somebody Somewhere
Vice Principals
Feel Good
Creamerie
Colin From Accounts
Poker Face
Favorite shows with new episodes this year:
OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH!!!!!!!!!! 🏴☠️💘
Good Omens
Succession
Ted Lasso (kind of? 🫤)
What We Do In The Shadows
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel
The Great
Abbott Elementary
Sanditon
The Nevers
Black Mirror
Some favorite TV show episodes watched for the first time this year (one per show! Just for a challenge!):
Our Flag Means Death - 2.04 “Fun and Games”
What We Do in The Shadows - 5.05 “Local News”
The Great 3.07 “Fun”
Succession - 4.09 “Church and State”
Ted Lasso - 3.10 “International Break”
Good Omens - 2.05 “The Ball”
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel - 5.06 “The Testi-Roastial”
Beef - 1.10 “Figures of Light”
Dave - 3.10 “Looking for Love”
Reservation Dogs - 2.04 “Mabel”
Black Mirror - 6.05 “Demon 79”
Joe Pera Talks With You - 2.01 - “Joe Pera Talks With You About Beans” and 2.04 “Joe Pera Guides You Through The Dark” (Cheating and picking two because the episodes are so short!)
Favorite books read this year:
The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe, Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh, Birnam Wood by Eleanor Catton, Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt, The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame
Favorite song, album, or artist to listen to this year:
I discovered this album a few years late because I got tickets to a concert by them this year, but Bitter Better by Laura Cortese & The Dance Cards! I also loved Guts by Olivia Rodrigoooooo.
My favorite song is “Misbehavin’” from Righteous Gemstones, a bop like NO OTHER.
Favorite movies of the year:
No Hard Feelings, Saltburn, Barbie, M3GAN, Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves, Rye Lane, Next Goal Wins, Quiz Lady, Eileen, Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, Cocaine Bear 🤣
First fandom of the year:
In January I had a major Jurassic Park/World resurgence wherein I watched all the Lego Jurassic World shows about Claire and Owen on Netflix and also read all of Tess Sharpe’s tie-in novels, while also feeling nine zillion feelings about Alan Grant and Ellie Sattler on the side because they are THE movie otp. I regret none of this, it was fun as hell.
Best new fandom discovery of the year:
The Gilded Age. I can’t believe I was living without Bertha and George Russell, and Julian Fellowes’ extremely stupid yet incomparably enchanting writing, for so long.
Biggest fandom disappointment of the year:
Ted and Rebecca not happening and also not getting nearly as much significant screentime together as I wanted. 😭 That one hurt me real hard, even though I always kind of saw it coming. I somehow just knew all the way back in season 1 that it was too wonderful and refreshing to happen. But even more disappointing to me was Keeley and Roy not getting back together. (And the fake-out of them seeming to get back together and then not really doing so. Ouch!) I wish they hadn’t broken up at all! That whole plotline gets a million thumbs downs from me. It made me feel so, so bad inside, a badness that never healed.
Honorary mention: Roman and Gerri’s last ever interaction getting deleted from 4.09!!!!!!! FERAL SCREAM!!!!!
I also really didn’t like what they did with Orlo’s character in s3 of The Great.
Biggest squee moments of the year:
(I can’t possibly narrow ‘em down well but let’s try.)
Like the entirety of OFMD season two, but I’ll narrow it down with great restraint to Mermaid Stede, the conversation on the sofa in “Fun and Games,” and the “You wear fine things well” redux kiss.
Roman watching Gerri recite the limerick and being besotted! Gerri caring about Roman with her eyeballs at the funeral! Roman’s Gerri tribute martini! Gerri smiling at Roman making fun of Greg that one time even though he didn’t know she was! It was a rough season, okay!
Guillermo dancing in the Pride Parade episode! Nandor always knowing that Guillermo didn’t have what it took to be a vampire and helping him become human again! The vampires doing the news!
Old ladies Midge and Susie making each other laugh at the end of TMMM! What a perfect way to go out.
Rebecca spitting her tea in Ted’s face in an act of fond vengeance. I really thought we were so happening after that one, mates! (And that moment in the hallway! And the Ted’s A Work In Progmess scene! Everything that made it feel like it might be happening!!!)
I also squeed during the Morning After Ted In Rebecca’s Kitchen Fakeout until I was dashed back down upon the rocks of cruel reality. Congratulations, show: I 100% fell for it. (Though part of that was because the people watching with me were like, “Wow, congratulations! It happened!” as if I had somehow personally willed it into happening. And you know I would have if I could have!)
Crowley and Aziraphale’s big scene at the end of Good Omens. It was a squee moment tinged with terrible pain, but such a squee moment nonetheless!
Also, Aziraphale’s “Smitten, I believe” lil’ look/remark. Will delight me forever.
Gregory and Janine kissing on Abbott Elementary! The flowers!!!!!!
Kelvin and Keefe’s first kiss (finally!) on The Righteous Gemstones!
Also on The Righteous Gemstones: Judy and BJ walking into the party to “Dance Hall Days” while BJ is rocking his shorts-romper ensemble. A moment that simply stunned me!
The end of the first episode (I think?) of Beef where “The Reason” by Hoobastank is playing specifically in the context of, I just found my nemesis whose life I’m going to make a misery. That made me so happy.
Seeing the Doctor and Donna Noble together again!
Favorite Main Character of the Year:
Catherine from The Great. Season three was such a tour de force for Elle Fanning, and I just loved every note of her character’s journey! I’m so bummed that we won’t get to see what happens to her next and I’m going to miss that performance and that character so much. 😢 She is INCREDIBLE!
Favorite Villain of the Year:
The briefly-seen Logan Roy, and the way he haunted his kids and kept tearing them apart after he died, and yet they still stared at him with such love and fondness and longing in that video in the finale and then proceeded to try to tear each other to shreds because that’s what he raised them to do. AAAH!
Favorite m/f couple of the year:
Gotta be RomanGerri. Good lord, what a time we had!
Runner-up: George and Bertha Russell, the morally questionable marrieds of my dreams.
Favorite f/f couple of the year:
I loved Midge/Susie with all my heart and rambled weirdly about them being Luke/Lorelai in (slightly) different clothes for the entire run of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, from the pilot being in that pilots contest onwards (remember that??). So it was just so wonderful and satisfying to have their relationship so loved on in the last season. And to get some canon ‘Susie is in love with Midge’ vibes going on, aaah! (Midge is in love with Susie, too. To me.)
Runner-up: Anne and Mary on Our Flag Means Death. I know they were only there for one episode but I’m god damn obsessed with them and will always dream of seeing them again in hypothetical s3. Staying at Ed and Stede’s inn? Swashbuckling into their lives on the high seas, possibly wearing other people’s faces? I will take ANYTHING!!! They ARE love and romance!!!!!!!!
Favorite m/m couple of the year:
Ed/Stede!!!!!!!! They came back to me!!!!!!! They were so in love and so deranged about it in so many moments that were absolute bangers!!!!!!!!! It was a total dream come true and I will never love another season of television quite in the way that I love season two of OFMD!!!!!!!!!
Also Crowley and Aziraphale, hoo boy. Don’t think I’ve forgotten what season two did to us as a society!!!! It was spectacular and I loved every minute of my deranged feelings.
And Nandermo always always always, and more with every season. Sorry, WWDITS showrunner dude!
Favorite fictional friendship of the year:
I really enjoyed getting to see Mabel and Oliver and Charles again in Only Murders in the Building season three! And the Rez Dogs in Reservation Dogs, which I finally watched! And the return of the Doctor and Donna to finish off the year!
Also, this doesn’t totally count as friendship per se, but George obstinately pretending to be Catherine’s bestie for self-preservation reasons in season three of The Great was riveting at every second and I was obsessed with it.
Your fictional boyfriend of the year?:
Edward Teach, going through every single human emotion and being so god damn beautiful doing it! 🥹
Your fictional girlfriend of the year?:
Gerri Kellman, my love, my light, THE stone-cold killer bitch of all time. 👑👑👑
Fandom that you never expected to get into:
I guess I never expected to get AS into Succession as I did. But somehow that final season really hit the exact vibe of ‘Your dreams could come true but they never will’ that absolutely and lastingly obsessed me.
Fandom that made an unexpected comeback:
Community, I guess? I’ve been really fixated on Community since our rewatch was begun! I always forget exactly HOW obsessed and emotionally invested I am until I am watching it again. And then I’m left in an abyss of feelios.
Fandom that inspired the most crack:
Oh, it’s gotta be Succession. That’s the only way to engage with Succession.
Last fandom of the year:
As mentioned: I am currently very in my Community feels due to my rewatch! Oh, does this show ever dwell in a tender and sweet place in my heart.
Overall favorite fandoms of the year:
Succession, Good Omens, OFMD
Your main fandom of the year:
Oh, gosh. Is it Succession?? I feel like the three above all got some major attention, but Succession might have been stretched out over the longest amount of time. Just, y’know. All that trying to recover!
The most missed of your old fandoms:
My year was definitely too Gilmore Girls lite for my liking! I also already miss Ted Lasso and simply insist that they make a fourth season. Even if they have to do it without Ted anymore 😢, I could dream of Roy and Keeley getting back together and see Rebecca and Nate and Higgins and Beard and the team and all my buddies again. I just feel like season three did not feel like an ending season and there’s still so much more juice in that ensemble.
Fandom resolutions for next year:
Just keep having a jolly time! Maybe watch less TV. Be more discerning in choosing which TV shows to watch so that there are more free hours in my day.
Fandom predictions for next year:
I predict Ted Lasso is going to come back in some form. It wasn’t over! It still isn’t over!! (I know if this happens it probably won’t include Ted, but wouldn’t it be hilarious if the desperate dream of Ted/Rebecca was suddenly back on? And by ‘hilarious’, I mean ‘everything to me’?)
I’m still quietly predicting the Killing Eve fix-it movie. I know it won’t happen, that Jodie and Sandra have moved on, but I’m dreaming of it anyway. And dreams can come true!
I predict that Jeff and Annie will finally get to be in love in the Community movie if it comes out. I am just choosing optimism and sweetness in this moment. I am choosing to believe.
In that vein: I predict that OFMD season three will exist!
I predict that Hugh Grant and Colin Firth will finally make a romcom together as the love interests. WHY NOT. IT'S TIME.
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On the go, non-stop seemed to be Anne's life as of late; these otherworldly occasional glamorous event after another wasn’t new for the actress, but this new view on life since she turned forty had been. Not a second went by that she didn't feel the gratefulness and fortune, especially so as she got comfortable within her hotel room- a bottle of wine was already in a bucket of ice, and a normal night of possible bliss that would normally turn lonely' was now met with a reunion that Anne couldn't not be over the moon about; the one advantage she felt coming to London now provided her with.
With a set of playful knock's upon the door, she was met with that gorgeous smile that brought her back, the messy blonde hair and a style that she'd alway's admired, this chic woman was now embraced tightly in her arms' the draft of the english weather followed until she pulled Cate into the room "I think a hot whiskey or two is necessary before these awaited martini's" she perked, rubbing the woman's arms to bring in the heat-- their contagious matching smile's had her cheek's already hurting before she pulled her back into a warm hug "sweet baby angel- i'm being transported back' I've missed you ! tell me everything" leading the other woman to the lounge, Anne was already opening the wine before anything else, she took the role of a host as serious as one could. @cate-eblanchett
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hello hello ! my name is sammy , i'm twenty five and go by they / them pronouns . welcome to satanscure , a discord exclusive roleplay account where i am reblogging resources such as : wanted fcs , wanted plots , mature content and other aspects that relate to my writing wants .
as a partner , i'm really big on worldbuilding . be prepared for me obsessing over our things , creating manips / edits , playlists , headcanons , threads , and more .
i also write fxm , mxm , fxf ships as well as poly ships . i do not prioritize ships over another so expect fun times all around .
for triggers / limits , i will go as far to say that i relatively do not have any boundaries but i will not write anything involve : noncon , dubcon , incest , scat or anything too .. in that realm of things .
below the cut as a list of my favorite faces + could also serve as a most wanted list as well !
femme :
aisha potter .
ana de armas .
alexa demie .
becky g .
camila morrone .
chloe bailey .
cindy kimberly .
dina denoire .
dua lipa .
ester exposito .
hailee steinfeld .
halle bailey .
laura harrier .
lily - rose depp .
leigh - anne pinnock .
madelyn cline .
madison bailey .
melissa calma .
mishti rahman .
nicole wallace .
normani .
priscilla quintana .
ryan destiny .
sabrina carpenter .
samantha logan .
shay mitchell .
sofia carson .
sydney sweeney .
victoria monet .
yara shahidi .
zahara davis .
zendaya .
hommes :
abel carden .
aj saudin .
andre lamoglia .
alex fitzalan .
alex pastrana .
alvaro mel .
aron piper .
avan jogia .
casey deidrick .
charlie hunnam .
charles melton .
chase stokes .
cody christian .
corrado martini .
dacre montgomery .
dominic fike .
drew starkey .
dylan o’brien .
evan mock .
fai khadra .
fernando lindez .
froy gutierrez .
gavin leatherwood .
gus kenworthy .
hootie hurley .
jacob elordi .
jonathann davis .
jordan fisher .
keith powers .
luke hemmings .
luis capecchi .
manu rios .
mason gooding .
matthew daddario .
matthew noszka .
michael evans behling .
niall horan .
nick jonas .
omar apollo .
oscar issac .
rafael silva .
sebastian stan .
sergio momo .
tom hardy .
tom holland .
tommy martinez .
trevor jackson .
tyler posey .
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