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bullet-prooflove · 22 hours
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Do you think I could get a little Duke Crocker blurb with the song prompt: "So thank you for taking a chance on me, I know it isn't easy, but I hope to be worth it"?
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Duke has always felt lucky when it comes to you. Lucky that you walked into his life. Lucky that you didn’t walk straight back out. He comes with a lot of baggage, he knows that, he owns that. Sometimes it feels like it’s more than any one person can physically carry.
“Then share it with me,” You say one night. “Let me help you carry it.”
The two of you are sitting alongside each other on the deck of the boat, both bundled up in coats because the night, it’s gotten a little chilly. You’re sharing a couple of beers, watching the moonlight ripple over the waves as you look out across the harbour.
“You don’t want my troubles.” He tells you, his thumb peeling away the label of the beer bottle. “Nobody does.”
“How do you expect someone to love you if you won’t let them in?”  You say quietly as you tuck your hands into the pockets of your coat.
“Is that what your trying to do, love me?” He remarks dryly. You don’t say anything, you just stare out across the sea and that’s when he realises. “Do you love me?”
You don’t answer him and he understands that it’s an exchange, if he wants your secret, your truth, he needs to give you some of his own.
So he takes a chance and he tells you. He tells you about his family’s curse, the weight of it, how he struggles with it every single day. He tells you that he’s supposed to die at the hands of a man who wears the Guard ‘s tattoo, that he fears dying alone more than anything. He tells you everything and it feels good to get it off his chest, to share that burden with someone else.
In the aftermath there’s silence and honestly he doesn’t know what you can say to any of that so he simply sips from his beer and says nothing. He watches you as you stand up and for a moment he think s that you’re going to leave, that this is too much, that he is too much but you don’t. Instead you climb into his lap, your thighs bracketing his hips as your fingers run through his hair, guiding his head back so that you can look into his eyes.
“I love you Duke,”  You whisper against his lips. “I love you more than you could ever know.”
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zanephillips · 3 months
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Eric Balfour as Duke Crocker Haven 1.11 "The Trial of Audrey Parker"
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Eric Balfour behind the scenes of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003)
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boysappetit · 3 months
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Eric Balfour
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sinfulgeminii · 7 months
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Eric Balfour for Flaunt magazine
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bloodstainedmuzzle · 2 months
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HAVEN (2010 - 2015) ↳ 1x11 ― The Trial of Audrey Parker
Duke Crocker [ 1 / ??? ]
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oswincoleman · 5 months
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Behind the scenes pictures of Jenna Coleman, Oliver Jackson-Cohen, Ashley Benson, and Eric Balfour filming episode 2 of Wilderness, "The Other Woman"
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bodybebangin · 11 months
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cavillanche · 11 months
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I’m rewatching Haven.
Where are my Duke girls?
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brokehorrorfan · 10 months
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Fright-Rags is celebrating the 20th anniversary of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre remake with four new shirts. Designed by Justin Osbourn and Kyle Crawford, they’re $30 each.
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bullet-prooflove · 1 month
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The Finder: Duke Crocker x Reader
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When you’d first turned up in Haven you’d called yourself a P.I, Duke knows better these days, the more appropriate term would be a ‘Finder’. You have an exceptional gift for locating missing people, it’s that that brought you to Haven in the first place.
You’d been on the trail of your friend Jim Delaney, a man who had simply stepped out of your life one day and vanished into thin air. You’d managed to track him all the way here to Maine.
Using your less than savoury connections you’d discovered that Duke had been the one to smuggle him out of Boston. Jim’s Trouble had started to manifest physically and he’d had to cash in a favour from an old friend to spirit him away. It was safer for everyone, Jim had told you when you’d showed up at the houseboat Duke had set him up with.
It's seeing your compassion that makes Duke realise that you’re something special. Jim’s Trouble had disfigured him, rendered him practically unrecognisable to the man you once knew. However that didn’t seem to faze you. When you realised he was getting sicker, that his affliction was terminal  you had set up yourself up in Haven and liquidating your business assets so that you could afford to make Jim more comfortable during his remaining few months.
“Who is he to you?” Duke had asked one night when the two of you were walking alongside each other on the beach. “Why come all the way out here to find him? Why choose to stay?”
“He’s my friend.” You say simply. “He gave me a chance when nobody else would.”
He’s doesn’t quite understand what that means until the night Jim passes away. The two of you are sipping from a forty year old single malt that he  would have loved when you find yourself telling Duke how Jim saved you.
“I was living on the streets trying to escape a bad situation. I left with the clothes on my back and a couple of dollars I’d managed to take from my boyfriend’s wallet.” You tell him as you lay on a blanket, staring up at the stars. “I couldn’t go to the shelter because I knew he would find me so I started sleeping rough, trying to stay one step ahead of him until I could find a way to earn that wasn’t…”
You trail off then and Duke’s fingers thread through yours because he’s had to do some pretty terrible things to survive and now he knows you have too. He doesn’t judge you for it. He’s just glad you’re out of that situation, that you’re safe.
“He hired Jim to find you didn’t he?” he says into the darkness.
“Yea.” You say softly. “Jim, he took one look at the bruises, the doorway I was sleeping in, the clothes I was wearing…”
“And he saw you.” Duke says knowingly because Jim, he had done something similar for him just after Simon Crocker had died. He had been a lonely, messed up kid when Jim had taken him under his wing, helped him find his feet.
“He got me out of the city, set me up with a new identity, a job, a life.” You say softly, your voice breaking just a little. “He didn’t want anything, he didn’t expect anything, he just did it…”
“That’s who he was.” Duke says quietly as he shifts onto his side, propping his head up on his arm. “He couldn’t stand to see someone in distress, he couldn’t help himself…”
You turn to face him and he can see the agony in your eyes because Jim, he was a more than just a friend to you, he was a mentor, a father figure, the man who saved your life.
Without him you’re alone in the world all over again and Duke knows how hard that is, how untethered and isolated it makes you feel. His thumb ghosts over your cheek, chasing away the tears that stain your cheeks. He’s known you for just four months but already it feels like a life time.
“We’re gonna take care of each other alright?” He whispers to you as his forehead comes to rest upon yours. “It’s you and me, no matter what happens. We’ll take care of each other.”
The two of you stay up, swapping stories about Jim into the early hours of the morning. You laugh, you cry and finally you fall asleep curled up against Duke, your head resting on his chest as you listen to the sound of his heartbeat. He draws the blanket up around your shoulders, tucking it around your body as he holds you close. You’re gone when he awakens, the scent of your perfume and the sea clinging to his skin.
You don’t come back for three weeks and when you do it's one in the morning.
He’s asleep when you let yourself into his bedroom, he wakes up to the aroma of jasmine and sunshine, it floods his senses as you join him underneath the covers. He thinks he’s dreaming at first but his dreams, they’re never this sweet.
“Tell me you’ve missed me.” You whisper as you strip off your shirt and his calloused palms chase over your bare skin.
“I have thought about you every damn day.” He murmurs into the curve of your throat as he helps you undress.
He makes love to you that night, his lips trailing over your naked form as the sound of the waves crash in his ears.
When he wakes up it’s to an empty bed. He sighs, burying his face into your pillow because this isn’t one of his usual one night affairs. He actually cares about you, the feelings he has, they’ve been there since the day you turned up on his boat peppering him with questions about Jim.
When he steps out onto his deck that morning he doesn’t expect to see you sitting there, wearing one of his shirts and a pair of his boots. You’re perched in his chair, sipping tea from a chipped mug and reading one of those mystery novels that you love so much.
Haven, he thinks as he lingers in the doorway, the edges of his mouth turning into a smile. It just has this way of giving people what they need, especially when they least expect it.
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zanephillips · 11 months
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Eric Balfour in Lie With Me (2005)
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schmidtsmike · 8 months
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seeing duke young and relatively happy in the pilot will never fail to make me sad :(
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havenfanrewatch · 6 months
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HAVEN REWATCH!
Calling all Haven fans!
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This will be a really easy/simple scheduled rewatch; not a group watch as such but more like a book club - watch one episode a week (in your own time) to discuss throughout the week.
Details TBC ...
In the meantime, click Follow and maybe reblog too - spread the word! 😁
Details now here!
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Many residents of the small town of Haven possess a curse or “trouble”. Nathan’s trouble makes him unable to feel anything, including pain, meaning he tends to just drop confused like a sack of potatoes sometimes when an injury finally registers. Good thing in Haven 3x13, Duke is there to catch him!
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