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godoflesbianss · 1 year
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shout out to tewksbury who is one of the most eligible bachelors at a huge party and inspecting the houseplants. iconic
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nnon-it-up · 1 year
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Enola and Tewkesbury being constantly jealous of each other's potential romantic partners while not admitting their own feelings is peak comedy actually. Enola being very ooc by checking the society pages for literally any mention of him, 'running' into each other at the park and her trying to be funny telling him "You are quite the eligible bachelor" with a pained smile, him telling her not to believe it, that last too long final look between them before he goes, the reveal that "Sometimes he takes the parallel path." Yeah yeah sure
Enola telling Cecily to dance with him and getting jealous when she goes up to Tewkesbury, going as far as to verbally spit idea of marrying Cicely in his face, him finding her, unchaperoned, in the library at midnight, waiting for a person that she feels the need to point a fire poker at as soon as the person walks in, and the only part of that sentence he focuses on when she reveals that the person is a male is to go "Him? HIM?! All of this over a man? What does he have that I don't??', and then as William walks in Tewkesbury looks at Enola incredulously, back at William as if to say "Are your standards really that low?"
Enola glaring at Cecily and Tewkesbury when she's at his house, eavesdropping on their conversation, rolling her eyes at the two of them, Tewkesbury being super flustered in the background about Enola possibly being jealous of Cicely and being interested in him, and finally confessing to each other in public, on the doorsteps of his house while she's wanted by the police
Peak romance
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ariadnethedragon · 1 year
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Spreading Bellflower (Campanula patula): a symbol of gratitude, constancy, and romance.
ENOLA HOLMES 2 ━ 2022, dir. Harry Bradbeer
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boy who teaches you how to dance x girl who teaches you how to fight
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aestheticsisters · 1 year
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ENOLA HOLMES 2
I know we have much to talk of my dear, dear, lord! You love me! And as it turns out, I love you too!
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irisesforyoureyes · 3 months
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morally grey characters are nice they are hot they are sexy BUT WHAT ABOUT THE GOLDEN FLUFFY BOYS THAT WANT TO SAVE THE WORLD😭😭😭yeah the brooding dark haired anti heroes would burn the world down for you but the morally white blinding white boys will try to make the world a better place for you. they would rather die than lose their faith in humanity even if humanity loses their faith in them and something about the pure good that thrives within them makes me go hshdhsjsjgdh “no nobody is dying I can save everyone” while bleeding to death themselves. enemies to lovers very hot. but I’m a sucker for chivalry and morals✋
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sagelovesbooks · 1 year
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Holding Him.
Tag: Fluff, angst. No smut.
A/N: This is just a cute little imagine that popped into my head.
Summary: When Tewkesbury has nightmares, you're the one who's there to comfort him.
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Tewkesbury couldn't breathe.

Every breath he took felt like the sheets were suffocating him and more as he tried to gasp for air quietly, not wanting to wake his lover who just happened to lay right beside him.
He tries to adjust himself, to no prevail, and instead finds himself in the kitchen, trying to quietly grab a pitcher for a glass of water.
His mother had always called him the clumsy one of the family.
The glass pitcher falls from its place on the shelf after Tewkesbury's fingers graze the glass and it shatters, making a deafening noise. The glass crowds around his feet as he stares down at it, his eyes burning.
Tewkesbury crumbles; the world feels as if it's caving in on him like he was back in the dream that haunted his mind as he sinks to the floor in defeat, squeezing his eyes in anguish.
He hears her footsteps grow closer, her almost completely silent gasp as she sees the mess that surrounds him.
He barely acknowledges her, too busy covering his ears, trying to get the pounding in his mind to stop as memories of the dream taunt him like a child.
He doesn't notice he's shaking until her hands touch his. He feels the tears start to fall as he hides his face in her shoulder, relishing each and every single touch of hers as a reminder that she's still here.
Her hands rub up and down his back like a pattern as he leans his weight into her, the height difference is forgotten as she holds him close, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as she feels her shoulder soak with his tears.
All he needs right now is you.
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s1ater · 2 years
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Hii! I have a request🌼 İt is reader x louis partridge where they are both famous and they have a loooooooongggg interview about their relationship pleasee, and full off fluff if possible
Thank you🖤
Have a great night/morning🥂🌃
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pairings. louis partridge x fem!reader
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warnings. swearing
ricky rocks. the links within the text are reference photos i guess. not very long because idk sorry lol x
who asked who out first?
“me, i did,” louis mumbled right away, rubbing his jaw as you stared up at him with narrowed brows.
“yeah, after millie made you.”
“no,” his own brows narrowed as he looked down to you.
“yes,” you nodded your head, your mouth slightly opened as he stared at you with confused eyes, “lou, she bought your birthday present for me too.”
“you know about that?”
favorite memory together?
“i have.. none,” louis swiped his nose slightly, bluntly speaking.
"i have to agree."
he's struck offended.
wallpapers?
“lou’s mine,” you held up your phone after unlocking it before showing a facetime photo from when he had fallen asleep on his couch. “he’s also my- well we’re both on my lock screen,” you hit the power button before hitting it again causing the screen to light up and show the two of hugging each other after a day at the beach. “millie also took that,” you smiled before tucking your phone back in your pocket.
“she’s only my lock screen,” he held up his phone, showing a selfie of him having an arm wrapped around your shoulders from behind in new york. “my home screen is just me and my sisters.”
you smiled at the thought of the photo as he stuck his phone in his pocket then looking over to you, smiling.
favorite gift one has received/given?
your eyes brightened at the question before looking to louis who was already looking at you, a light laugh flying past his lips. his arm extended behind the two of you, his hand lightly grasping the back of your neck, giving it a light squeeze before wrapping around your waist.
“well, i’d say the silver chain that has louis’ name on it, but millie was the one who actually gave it to me, so..” you shrugged your shoulders causing him to lightly roll his eyes before fiddling with the thick gold bracelet on your left wrist that he had a matching pair of on his own wrist, something he bought himself for the both of you.
“she bought me my ‘heaven can wait’ sweater” he said bluntly, “i wear it a lot, but it seems she wears it more than i do.”
you laugh lightly, running your eyes along his jaw.
"you know, before we started dating my closet was filled with clothes, but ever since we've gotten together i only have the option of wearing the same thing every day," his tone is slightly annoyed but has playful banter hidden underneath as he lightly pinches you.
you smile hard, thinking about how much your closet has expanded and how it shouldn't even have to matter whether or not he has clothes at home due to how much louis is at your house in the first place.
over the summer, you both had talked about moving in with each other a lot of the time sense it seemed you both already did at your parents homes. you were almost never apart.
who gets annoyed the most?
“louis.”
“what,” he frowns hard looking to you, “that is such bs, there is no way it’s me.”
“you’re getting annoyed right now,” you grin, extending your pointer finger to him, making his brows furrow more. he stared at you a minute more before slapping your finger down.
"yeah, sure; me."
night in or night out?
you both look to each other and you frown slightly in thought. you can tell louis already has his answer by the way he smiles like a sick dog, his hand slapping onto your thigh, "night in."
he's asked 'why' by the interviewer--further extending the grin on his face, "because you can't make out in public."
you scoff, your face beginning to feel hot, "i'd agree, but not... for his reasons."
not totally anyways.
"oh, cmon love," he slightly elbows you in the ribs, "be honest."
"louis, quit being a perv," you shake your head in slight annoyance.
although the two of you do make out, a lot, nights in don't pertain to that idea, totally. you always find time to schedule movie nights, card nights, or even just plainly eat dinner with each others family.
as much as you loved going out, it got harder the more publicity you both faced from recent movies and shows you both did. you couldn't go a minute without a camera being shoved into your face.
what is one thing you both can't live without?
"lou absolutely can not live without his phone."
"neither can you, sweetheart," his voice is sour as he looks down to you, practically scowling at your insinuation.
"yes i can," you narrowed your brows, "you're such a phone face, lou, you don't even know it."
"since when?"
"since i've met you," you dumbfounded, "anytime i try and communicate to you, it takes about five minutes for you to finally get off your phone and look at me."
he winces a bit, knowing it's true, but he still shakes his head with the kiss of his teeth, "afraid not, love."
"fine, we'll put it down for something we both can't live without."
"no," he shakes his head, "i'm changing mine to you."
your face goes soft, and you look up to him, almost caught off guard, "louis, that's actually so sweet."
"what can i say, i'm a sweet man."
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veryberrydreamer · 1 year
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I just KNOW she's got a thing for his hair!
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seraphicangel · 1 year
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thank you enola holmes 2 fan service. lord tewksbury got me giggling and kicking my feet up everytime he came on scene omg
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duckknife · 1 year
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So are we not gonna talk about how Tewksbury lives in rainforest cafe???? My brother in Christ are there thunderstorms every thirty minutes in your London penthouse??? Is Tracy tree gonna talk to me if I go in there????? Can I have my birthday party in your home???
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ofqueensandwitches · 1 year
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For the third movie, I want a scene where Sherlock introduced John to The Family (+Tewksbury), and John was all dumbstruck to meet them (powerful government official, influential leader of underground female organisation, youngest and most respectable lord, and the most brilliant Holmes despite being the youngest), and perhaps a little nervous too because we all know Sherlock would be too emotionally-constipated to help, only for Eudoria to ease up the tension by saying:
“So, this is your boy, Sherlock. Very nice to meet you, Doctor Watson.”
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the way enola and tewkesbury admit their love for each other and she immediately focuses on the fact that sarah loves william while also being like “oh shit he loves me” is so real
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ariadnethedragon · 1 year
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“You dance well” “Perhaps I have a fine teacher”
ENOLA HOLMES 2 ━ 2022, dir. Harry Bradbeer
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Can we talk about Tewkesbury's poster for a second? How the flower petals look like hearts and that they're the color pink? His shirt has a flower design on it? And how the captions are "Holmes is where his HEART is?" 👀
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tommiruewrites · 1 year
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tewkesbury hc's !!
a/n: some of my random (and somewhat self-indulgent) flower boy headcanons after watching enola holmes 2! enjoy :)
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❀ loves the combination of chocolate and orange
❀ just loves citrus in general
❀ favorite color is purple, second favorite blue, third yellow
❀ knows an insane amount about plants and will sometimes randomly spew out a random fact
❀ the two of you are walking down the street, chatting about topics not at all related to nature, and all of a sudden, he's like, "did you know-" {proceeds to tell you the most insanely obscure plant fact ever about a flower you've never even heard of}
❀ loves animals
❀ and he's always so proud of himself for knowing it too
❀ random plant facts are also his go-to conversation starters
❀ is extremely clumsy and constantly knocks things over, trips over his own feet, etc. but all of a sudden, all the clumsiness leaves his body when dancing or fencing ?? he has beef with coordination idk
❀ his favorite flower is the one that reminds him the most of you
❀ he knows the meaning and symbolism of every flower, so he always has a reason or message with each on he gives you
❀ he also looooves poetry
❀ not afraid to pour his heart out to you poetically
❀ but only once you've been close a while, in the beginning he's a hot, awkward mess, tripping over his words left and right
❀ he does much better writing out his feelings at the start
❀ hides poetic notes in your flower bouquets, or leaves pressed flowers in your letters
❀ extremely dramatic
❀ the type of dramatic to claim he's on the brink of death after getting a single paper cut
❀ in fact, he's so dramatic that when little things happen to you, he overreacts for you. what a gentleman
❀ definitely a hopeless romantic 
❀ extremely good with kids
❀ slightly afraid of the dark
❀ his favorites are deer and horses, but he also just loves birds
❀ was a late bloomer when it came to walking, but started talking super early as a baby (it just makes sense okay)
❀ sometimes dances around in his room, alone, pretending he's dancing with you
❀ also practices romantic things to say to you in the mirror
❀ has super fancy-dancy penmanship and makes it look effortless
❀ really likes art, specifically romanticism style paintings
❀ plays the piano beautifully 
❀ also understands latin and is fluent in french because he's fancy
❀ very easily entertained
❀ also has a very short attention span for most things and gets distracted easily
❀ main love language is words of affirmation, followed closely by gift giving and acts of service
❀ loves his hair being played with
❀ owns a journal where he logs each day
❀ absolutely loves jam
❀ avid lover of jasmine tea and green tea
❀ also puts a ridiculous amount of honey in it
❀ oddly afraid of frogs and toads
thats all i can think of for now, hope you enjoyed that. 
side not, posted this on 11/11 at 11:11 my time bc im so cool like that. you're welcome.
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