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littlefreya · 11 months
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Gary Oldman | Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992)
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darkness2001 · 3 months
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Gary Oldman referencing the "EVERYONE!" scene from Léon the Professional (1994)
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lolita-dollyy · 4 days
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I need him🎀🩷
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live-love-cinema24 · 4 months
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Gary Oldman is THAT bitch
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the-gothic-darkness · 5 months
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November 13, 1992 Premiered Dracula Dir. Francis Ford Coppola.
“There is no life in this body. I am nothing, lifeless, soulless, hated and feared, I am dead to everyone. Listen to me, I am the monster that living men would kill. I am Dracula"
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linestyleartwork · 6 months
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"I have crossed oceans of time to find you.” Mina & Dracula from the movie "Bram Stoker´s - Dracula" - Fanart 2021🦇💉
Happy Halloween to you all !! 🎃👻
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celestialsister0918 · 3 months
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Okay everyone. I’m bored waiting for the Golden Globes tonight.
This is a prompt post. What’s he got his eye on? What triggered this look? His thoughts? What happens next?
Can be SFW or NSFW… but in my head that look is the latter. 😂
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Please have fun with this and don’t leave me hanging…
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@moonsnightowl @hudson-bay-girl @sinsiriuslyemo @eliaca
Please keep tagging! ❤️
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draculabramstokers · 1 year
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Prince and his princess 🖤
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film-book · 9 months
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Film Review: OPPENHEIMER (2023): Cillian Murphy is Perfect in Christopher Nolan's Intriguing and Thought-Provoking Epic Film https://film-book.com/film-review-oppenheimer-2023-cillian-murphy-is-perfect-in-christopher-nolans-intriguing-and-thought-provoking-epic-film/?feed_id=79800&_unique_id=64bb507eb9754
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OH, SNAP!! HERE COMES ANOTHER TUMBLR COVER PHOTO SET -- CALL IT A GLORIFIED BONUS ROUND.
PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on more assorted Tumblr Cover photos, half of which have already been used this month, and the other half that will debut in September 2023.
Featuring the impeccable aesthetic of Heath Ceramics, a German anti-Bolshevik illustration from 1919, MOTÖRHEAD in their debut 1975 incarnation, an Earth X/Earth-9997/Marvel Comics panorama by Alex Ross, a film still of Darth Vader's bacta tank scene in "Rogue One: A STAR WARS Story," Power Princess of Squadron Supreme by Stanley "Artgerm" Lau, Gary Oldman as Count Dracula in "Bram Stoker's Dracula" (1992), & X-teen Jubilation Lee, a.k.a., "Jubilee" as illustrated by Jim Lee.
Sources: www.atomic-ranch.com/interior-design/designers-craftsmen/tbt-edith-heath, Pinterest, Cinespia, the Epoch Times, CBR, various, etc...
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maitaboris · 1 year
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Stansfield
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wildgalaxydream · 2 years
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Do you get Deja Vu, huh?
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panda-cho · 2 years
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Winona Ryder y Gary Oldman"Dracula" Premiere Magazine (1992)
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birthdayimagewish · 4 months
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Explore a curated collection of Happy Birthday Images wishes Katie Holmes dedicated to the talented star. Join us in extending love and best wishes to Katie on her special day.
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Re-reading one of my kinkuary prompts over on AO3 today and felt like posting this sexy, sweet little scene for your Saturday morning steamy read.
The Dark Knight, Jim Gordon x OC
Takes place between movies 2 & 3 (two years after Barbara has left)
18+, Warnings: PIV sex, cockwarming
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Jim removed his coat and hung it on the rack just inside the door. The garment was heavy, damp, and cold. Just touching the wool made his frost-bitten hands hurt even worse. Claire's apartment (well, their apartment) was incredibly warm, even if currently dark and empty. They had a small electric fireplace in the bedroom; Jim hoped Claire had been running it before she went to sleep. Tonight's stakeout and eventual takedown had been accompanied by sub-zero wind chills. He'd given the small team that had joined him in the field the next day off to warm up and recover. Maybe he'd extend the same graciousness to himself.
The bedroom was indeed toasty when Jim arrived, but he switched the fireplace on again, just to thaw his frozen skin a bit before hopping in the shower. He knew the water would sting if he jumped in without some dry heat first. In the dim glow of the fire, Jim saw his goddess of a wife asleep in a lacy ivory negligée, covered with silk sheets and a blanket of silver faux fur. She slept so peacefully that he felt guilty for even considering disturbing her. He couldn't think of a better way to generate heat than creating some friction against her body. His cock was essentially inside out, however, and had been for hours.
The stream of steamy water felt like a gift from the gods after the kind of night the commissioner had suffered. Claire had told him a dozen times that the commissioner was supposed to commission; he'd earned the right over his decades on the force to sit some out here and there. But Gordon was addicted to the chase, the thrill, the victory. And his body suffered for it.
Ivory soap. Gentleman cologne— the 70s classic, which he'd worn since his eighteenth birthday. A quick comb of his hair, then the donning of flannel pajamas. He left his glasses folded neatly under the mirror. His skin felt tight and freshly washed... the dirt and grime of Gotham's underbelly once again whisked away.
Jim gently lifted the covers and slid behind his wife, his splayed hand bringing her pelvis back toward his. One of her legs instinctually moved atop his, and her bare foot ran along the flannel leg of his pajamas lovingly. Her skin was flushed with the warmth from the fireplace and covers, and Jim buried his nose in her blanket of soft curls, smelling the herbal cocktail she'd washed it with earlier. A gentle hand reached back to caress his stubble, her thumb running over his bristles.
"Welcome home, commissioner," Claire murmured. "I missed you."
Jim's lips found the creamy skin of her shoulder, his tongue flicking along her collarbone. The sinful curve of her behind arched back against his pajama bottoms, and his body-- taxed though it was-- responded in turn.
"Can I put it in?" he asked in her ear.
"Mmm-hmm," she replied warmly, and Jim slid the smooth silk up to reveal her bare cunt beneath. Reaching into his fly, Jim gave a few quick jerks to his length before lifting her leg a bit more, his tip making contact with her wet heat. Just a few quick strokes to her clit made her ready for him, and he buried himself in her with one blissful surge forward.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned, and Jim slid a hand under the ivory silk to treasure her soft breast in a tight grip. Her hips began bucking almost imperceptibly, but Jim stopped them abruptly.
"Nope. Hold still, little girl."
"Oh, you're in charge, Daddy?" she teased.
"In a way," Jim replied. "More like neither one of us is. I want to hold you, just like this."
"Mmm... warming your cock?" Her fingers came back to softly stroke his hair.
"Of course. Gotta get warm somehow. It's negative three degrees outside."
"And you were out there being a hero," she praised him, giving a small little wiggle just to make sure he was buried to the hilt.
Jim let out a moan. She was so tight at this angle, his cock curved upward, snug between her thighs. Every few seconds he felt the slightest micro tremor, and his cock would twitch in turn. It was nice... relaxing, really... just holding still and seeing what their bodies would do on their own. Jim ran a hand tenderly over her bare arm. Her skin was silkier than the silvery sheets that covered their connected bodies. He caught the slightest smell of perfume on the fibers of her negligée— citrus, jasmine, ginger, and sandalwood. Not that Jim would have known fragrance notes, but he'd been so obsessed with her after that first night at her place two years ago that he'd Googled the bottle sitting on her counter.
"I love you," he intoned deeply in her ear.
Claire sighed contentedly, and her walls gave his stationary cock a squeeze. She arched even further back into his chest, and Jim had never felt so warm, in spite of the cold.
"I love you too, Jim."
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Read the full one-shot collection at the link below! I greatly appreciate your kudos and comments if you enjoy or have feedback.
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