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cosimad · 2 years
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Pride Month Celebration Week: Day 4 - Celebrity: Elliot Page
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art-nama · 2 years
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𓃠 elliot page — esquire magazine + simples ♡︎
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honey-im-hotdog · 2 years
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He can step on me any day 🥵
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Requests are open, check out my masterpost :)
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rob-pattinson · 11 months
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ELLIOT PAGE 2023 | Grace Ahlbom ph. for M Le Magazine du Monde
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Klaus & everyone + addictions (part 4)
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cinematicmasterpiece · 10 months
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juno (2007)
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kiddressources · 7 months
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-ˏˋ   Elliot Page (1987) ˊˎ
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dominik528 · 5 months
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Can I sleep on your couch
To the pound of the ache and pain,
Oh, in my head?
-- "Brother" by Gerard Way
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loudsnapdragon · 4 months
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On The Sleeve of How It Used To Be
7/7 Chapters. 55,000 words. Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham. Rated Mature. teen pregnancy, inspired by Juno (2007), background steddie, coming of age, childhood friends, no monsters AU. Ao3 loudsnapdragon.
Not-so-secret smalltown lesbian Robin Buckley makes a last ditch attempt at heterosexuality by scoring a one night stand with her old bandmate Eddie, but while the sex does successfully confirm the annoying complete disinterest in men she harbors, it kickstarts another clusterfuck for her to deal with. She’s pregnant. And despite her better judgement, she’s keeping the baby. Luckily, she finds a recently wedded Ms. Kelley and Mr Clarke looking to adopt. But to save herself from some of the mortification, of ya’know; blowing up like a hormonal balloon throughout her Junior year, she decides to not tell anyone who the daddy is. Not the daddy himself, not her parents, not even her favorite dingus. But as is the luck of your regular outcast pregnant sixteen-year-old, someone finds out. And like many secrets, Chrissy Cunningham doesn't make it easy to keep.
Excerpt under the cut.
If they were normal, then the sex would have been really sweet. Eddie would say something like, ‘I’ve wanted this for ages.’ And Robin would say ‘I know.’ And then he would say something goofy and cute like, ‘Wizard.’
But unfortunately for them, the second after she settled on his lap, her knees brushing against the faded leather of the Munson trailer’s shabby couch, she realised three things.
One: There is a limit to Eddie’s goofy cuteness. He is charming, but not charming enough to pull off a stupid catchphrase like ‘Wizard.’ And the first thing he said after he entered Robin wasn’t ‘I’ve wanted this for ages’, it was: ‘Is it meant to make that noise?’
Two: The goofy-cute limit is reached far quicker when Eddie is naked, his worryingly too pink erection pressing into her thigh.
Three: This probably isn’t Eddie’s fault. Because Robin understood, suddenly, but sadly too slowly as to stop the trajectory of her first brave adventure into sex, she’s definitely gay. Super gay. The dykiest dyke to ever dyke. This ain't a switch she can unflip like Chrissy did. 
She goes through with it. Because there’s a pesky hope that she could make this work. That she might be gay, but maybe Eddie’s long hair and big lips and dangly earrings could trick her gay ass mind. She finishes the ordeal thanks to a sachet of lube and a traitorous condom he theatrically whipped out his wallet prior. She’s never been a great actress, but she thinks, maybe this time, she’ll convince them all.
Eddie kisses her forehead after he finishes. Keeps on asking if she’s alright, so she knows she didn’t put on a good enough show.
Six weeks later, stone sky ripping into the clouds, the distant haze of woodsmoke trailing the horizon, the suburban roofs shining like jewels in the cold sun, she buys a bottle of Sunny Delight from Melvald’s and walks a loop-de-loop back to Main Street. She’s loath to admit it, but sometimes Hawkins really is beautiful.
‘Well, if it isn’t Birdie, the future mother to be, back again at the nest.’
She throws the third pregnancy test into the trash by the store’s entrance.
‘Jesus Murray, try some sympathy. How did you even get a job here.’
‘Joyce is sweet on me.’ Murray shrugs from behind the counter of Melvald's, holding the bathroom key back like a prize, waiting for her to pay for the fresh pregnancy test she tossed by the register. ‘This is your fourth test today, not like your latest orange delight is going to switch the pee-pee situation.’
‘God, silence old man. Just give me the key.’
‘Pay for the pregnancy test when you’re done. Don’t think it’s yours just because you marked it with your urine!’
She snatches the key and hides away in the store’s toilet, twisting her wrist under her crotch and peeing on the stick with a creeping familiar ease. She walks out to the store, slapping the test against her palm as she waits, trying to shake out the most likely result, considering her lack of period and extremely sensitive nipples, if what Brenda says is true. 
‘That ain’t no etch-a-sketch that can be undid, dearie.’
She throws Murray the finger, but sure enough, a minute later, that evil pink plus sign appears for the fourth time, cementing her impending doom.
So she does what she normally does when faced with impending doom. She buys a pack of Red Vines, ignores Murray, and cycles over to Steve’s place.
‘Are you going to go Sunnyvale or Women Now? Cos’ I remember Carol saying you need a note from your parents if you go to Sunnyvale.’
Steve’s parents are never home, so they’re spread out over the couches talking aloud about her impending doom, because the Harringtons are the type of rich to have three couches, all of them ugly.
‘I’ll think I’ll go to Women Now, cos’ ya’ know, they help women now.’
‘Yeah, I get ya.’ Steve says, sitting feet up on his couch. ‘How did you even generate enough pee for four pregnancy tests? That’s amazing.’
‘I drank ten tonnes of Sunny D.’
‘Jesus Birdie, that’s so much sugar. Your teeth are going to fall out.’
‘Doesn’t really matter if my teeth fall out if I’m dead first.’
‘Hey.’ Steve swings his leg down, throws a pillow over the coffee table and on to her couch, smiling when it hits her square on the forehead.
‘Ow.’
‘You’re not going to die. No one is going to find out. We’ll get it sorted, okay? Just tell me the time for the appointment and I’ll pick you up after.’
He looks so stupid. His floppy hair flat on his forehead, that Weird Al shirt he only wears to make Dustin happy, and those ugly basketball shorts that are two sizes too small, cos' like a freak of nature, he’s only gained thigh muscle since quitting the team. She wants to grab him by the apples of his cheeks and smush him a like a golden retriever.
‘You look stupid.’
He smiles. ‘Right back at ya.’
‘I’m going to abort the hell out of this baby.’
‘Fuck yeah, you are.’
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dorothy16 · 2 months
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s4 of the umbrella academy returns august 8 ☂
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cosimad · 2 years
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You’re family, Viktor, okay? And there’s nothing -- nothing that would make me love you less.
Bonus: 
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leviathanhomecooking · 11 months
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Into The Forest (2015)
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sahind · 2 years
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“Don't you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone!“ INCEPTION (2010) Directed by Christopher Nolan
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rob-pattinson · 2 years
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ELLIOT PAGE 2022 | Ruven Afanador ph. for Esquire
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Klaus + seeing his brothers
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chocotacoshawtybae · 13 days
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‼️NOT MY EDIT‼️
this song fits them perfectly
edit of the day 🧐🧐
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