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emoryinaboat · 8 months
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I cannot take early Spike seriously anymore because he spent like 12 episodes tied to a chair in Giles' house drinking blood out of a union jack mug and also every time him and Buffy are onscreen I'm reminded that they fucked hard enough to bring a building down. Also I get Rest In Peace stuck in my head.
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titanebaby · 4 months
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stoned out of my mind rewatching the thick of it all of them arguing over tea is the funniest thing on the planet like just the most mesmerizing collection of line deliveries ever
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joekeeryswife · 18 days
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hello lovely could u please maybe do an insta au with joe? 💕💕
Instagram AU - j.k
a/n: hey loves! here is my first joe instagram au. short but sweet, enjoy 🫶🏼
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ynyln: on set 🎬
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djo: 😝
↳ ynyln: 😚
mayahawke: featured 🤭
bowerjamie: 👹
milliebobbybrown: you’re so beautiful!
↳ ynyln: love you bby 🫶🏼
ynfan6102: WHEN IS STRANGER THINGS 5 COMING OUT
↳ ynyln: 🤷🏼‍♀️😚
strangerthingsfan321: SO EXCITED
ynfan0192: our queen has posted! 🤭
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ynyln: that’s a wrap!
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djo: 🤭
josephquinn: people better not comment on me being in the girls bathroom 🙄
↳ ynfan546: @josephquinn why are you in the girls bathroom?
↳ ynyln: @ynfan546 IM CRYING
mayahawke: i can’t leave my bed, im so hungover 😵
↳ ynyln: i’m coming over honey✨
ynfan: no one gonna talk about the picture of her and Joe?
↳ djoandyn: I HOPE THEYRE DATING
ynfan253: Y/N AND JOE YES PLEASE
hellostranger665: JOE AND Y/N PLEASE DATE ALREADY
ynfan02: y/n looking as beautiful as ever 🥹
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ynyln: soft launch i guess ☺️ @djo
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djo: my girl 😚
ynfan635: YES YES YES YES YES
djoandyn: OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY
ynfan109: our girl is finally happy 🥹
josephquinn: finally 🙄
mayahawke: the post everyone has been waiting for 🙏🏼
djofan203: HELP WHY AM I CRYING🥹
ynfan012: joe you better not hurt our bby!
↳ djo: never 👎🏼
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alex and red
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thecringefailintherye · 3 months
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thoroughly british post incoming
ENOUGH of this fucking roland rat vs basil brush nonsense. theyre two bad bitches with equal slay, stop pitting them against eachother and let them kiss.
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i don't know if this is too niche but has anyone else noticed that Rowan from GBBO series 14 is literally martin blackwood?? look at this man and tell me he doesn't bring tea to everyone in the archives and doesn't have a crush on a short mean little archivist??
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pigeon-wishes · 6 months
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Escape for day 19 is a selkie running away from her captor!
10 more days to go!
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omg-hellgirl · 5 months
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I'm so fucking obsessed with them
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kshkshks · 10 days
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WHATEVER. *gets rid of your issues*
magnolia makes home decorations to pass time on a summer evening.
tags: fluff, sfw, romance, magnolia x dove, everything’s good! au, they’re all british suddenly (not sure how that happened).
830~ words.
.˚: ⁎⁺・。✽˚.: *⁎ ゚
peachy yellow sun rays were filling the terrace, licking the rails, falling on the table, the floor, creating a patchwork of light and dark. magnolia was sitting in her armchair, padded by pillows on all sides. she frowned as she pulled a string through the stitches. it’s supposed to be a toy horse. a simple pattern, two identical cutouts sewn together, filled with some scrap fabric and dried herbs. those sat on the table next to her, prepared beforehand. she already meticulously pinned the tiny pieces of cloth together, and now was attaching them to each other, conducting even more care.
with a muffled noise the door to the porch opened. someone softly walked up to magnolia and tried to peek at the work in her hands from behind. they were unsuccessful, as the chair’s back was taller than them by a good four inches.
— mum, what’s the thing you’re making?
magnolia glanced at her son, who was now standing next to her with a curious expression on his face.
— a toy. it’s a pony.
mint nodded frantically. — and what’s that in the punnet? smells nice.
— filling.
— ...like for a dumpling?
magnolia couldn’t think of an answer.
— can i play with it when it’s done? oh, can i give it a name? maybe it should be dumpling. herb dumpling… that’s a teabag!
magnolia raised one brow slightly and stared in the forest outside of their small house. some bird leaped from one tree to another and chirped a brief tune. the dark green, teal foliage was softly swaying in the breeze.
— you can. but afterwards i would like to hang it near a window, so it smells nice in the room, alright?
— sure thing! mum, i’ll go grab a chair for myself, i’m going to sit with you while you work! — mint rushed away, inside the house, the little sprout on the top of his head bouncing in a funny manner as he did so.
she sighed quietly and looked at the trees again. now that she got distracted, she remembered wanting to drink something. a good cup of tea would be nice right about now.
in her opinion, summer evenings are best spent quietly tending to your interests, bonus points if the people who’re dear to you are near. then stargazing when it gets late enough; a clear sky far away from the city lights really is the greatest.
suddenly, she felt a light touch on her shoulder.
— magnolia... i brought you some tea with biscuits.
magnolia turned her head to the side and saw dove holding a small tray with a kettle, three cups, and a saucer with bourbons.
she put the tray on the table and leaned down to kiss her wife. immediately, magnolia felt something warm flood her stomach, and legs, and arms, something fuzzy fill her head and make her shut her eyes.
— mint, you really should put something warmer on, it’s getting chilly. — dove already straightened up and was reprimanding mint, who just entered with a stool in his hands.
— but mom! i’m not a tiny boy anymore, i won’t get sick so easily!
— right. yes, you will. you can take the blanket from the couch and have it over yourself while you’re outside, that would be fine enough.
mint didn’t make a sound, but magnolia just imagined how he’s pouting, as if deeply offended by someone caring for him.
— thanks. — she took one of the cups, waited for dove to pour the golden tea in it, and took a sip.
— it’s very nice.
dove smiled softly, a twinkle lit up in her blueish grey eyes.
she leaned on the table, half sitting on it, and turned her head to the setting sun, barely visible behind the thick greenery.
mint came back to the terrace, now wrapped in a light purple knitted blanket. being careful not to trip on it, he walked up to his mums and attempted pouring himself some tea. dove immediately sprang up, ready to help, but magnolia was able to hold her hand back.
mint battled the heavy blanket for a minute but, soon enough, there were two more cups filled with the hot, steaming drink.
— thank you. — dove smiled again, and magnolia unintentionally got lost looking at her.
— so, how’s the horse coming along?
magnolia was pulled back to the real time.
— i’m almost done, just need to add the insides… and attach a string. for hanging.
dove picked up one of the teacups and a biscuit.
— we’ll stay with you while you’re on it.
magnolia involuntarily grinned, more with one side of her face than the other.
— also, hey, magnolia?
— hm?
— i love you.
— love you too mummy! — mint turned from fidgeting with the blanket and blinked at magnolia.
now the entirety of her face was suffused with ruddines.
— love you too,
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fayegonnaslay · 1 month
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Marianne Faithfull and her son at the airport, 1969.
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moonscape · 7 days
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was gonna make a post about how x-rated from dead pony's new album is kinda 🏳️‍🌈 but then somebody pulled up outside of my flat who looked pretty much exactly like emery except they had much longer hair and i was so confused that it immediately cut off any thought i had
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lil-shiro · 10 months
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British GP | Press Conference (© Dan Mullan  - via Getty Images)
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joekeeryswife · 1 year
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Moving - j.k
hello angels! i hope everyone is okay. this is just a short imagine for you to read whilst i’m working on a few others :). I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS 😭. i rushed it and wrote it in two hours lmfao. it probably has a few mistakes, other than that- enjoy reading 🤍 ⚠️british reader⚠️
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you were sat in your living room with tear filled eyes staring at the white walls, a million thoughts running through your mind. you had thought about this for a few months, weighing up the pros and cons of moving into your dream home. one pro was that it was your dream house that you instantly fell in love with when you saw it online, a con was that it was in the uk.
you had moved to America five years ago to peruse your dream of modelling and you had achieved so much in those five years. from being on billboards, vogue covers, in fashion week runways you had accomplished your dreams. in that five years you had also met the love of your life, Joe Keery.
he was the best thing to ever happen to you. better than the vogue covers and the runway, just the perfect man who you were lucky enough to be in a relationship with. you had been together for 3 years, he had been to your runway shows, your photoshoots and different meetings with your agency. he was the most supportive boyfriend and you were so grateful.
you had put an offer on the house, to be honest you didn’t even think you’d get it but the owners accepted the offer and now they were looking at dates for you to move in. moving back to the uk meant you’d be closer to your friends, family and it meant you could still model for the same agency, but it meant you would be leaving Joe.
he was at your house practically every day, his clothes were in your wardrobe, his toothbrush was in your toothbrush holder, he had his own set of keys. he was back and forth between your house and his, most of the time him being at yours and you loved it. your heart was hurting, thinking about leaving him so you could be selfish and move back to your home town.
“hey honey” you heard the front door close pulling you out of your thoughts. you heard his footsteps echo through the house before he entered the living room. you turned to the door, seeing him walking in with a smile on his face. you tried to smile back to hide your feelings but it was no use, he had seen the tears in your eyes and rushed to your side.
“what’s the matter?” he sat down next to you and grabbed ahold of your hands. you sighed, feeling your chin quiver as you tried to suppress your sobs. “i’m moving” you said quietly, looking at your hands. Joe was confused, you had wanted to move out of this house for ages and now you were finally able to do it.
“sweetheart that’s great, you’ve wanted to get out of here for ages. it’s a big thing i know but you should be happy, we can go look at it together-” Joe saw you shake your head, a few tears falling down your flushed cheeks. “the house is in the uk Joe” he felt his heart drop. you felt awful. you loved Joe so much and now you were leaving.
“i didn’t mean to get it but i offered a price and they accepted it. it’s really beautiful, my dream house but i’m so sorry” your tears continued to fall as Joe squeezed your hands tightly. “it’s okay. i can still act in the uk. i’ll be travelling a lot but if it’s the house that you want then it’s okay” now you felt even worse. he was willing to give up his life to benefit you.
“i can’t ask you to do that” you shook your head as you spoke. his family, friends and memories were all here in the us, him leaving would be leaving his whole life. “baby no, you weren’t asking. i want to go wherever you go and if you really really want to move back to the uk then that’s fine” his heart was beating fast.
“Joe no. you can’t do that” you let go of his hands and stood up. you felt guilty even though you hadn’t even asked him to move with you. you felt selfish. “why not? do you not want me to go with you?” you wiped your eyes and moved away from him. you scoffed through your tears “are you joking? of course i want you to come with me. i saw the house and had all these thoughts of us being there, having our own family, making our own memories”
Joe also stood up, there was only the coffee table between the two of you. “then why are you telling me not to?” he wasn’t getting angry but you could tell you were upsetting him. he was breathing heavily and his voice was slightly raised. you ran a hand through your hair and sighed, trying to calm.
“because you’ve got your whole life here. you haven’t lived anywhere but America and i can’t expect you to pack everything up to come live with me just because you’re my boyfriend. your family is here, so are your friends. imagine how they’re gonna feel when they find out you’re moving nine hours away because of me. i feel like i’m taking you away from them and i don’t want them to hate me. i feel bad” you shouted but he shook his head and walked around the coffee table to you.
“do you really think i care? i love you and i wanna be with you. if that means moving across the world with you then so be it. i can see my family and friends whenever it doesn’t matter. my life is with you” his hands went to both of your cheeks to wipe away your tears. “stop worrying honey. this is your dream house, this has to be a happy think and i’m not going anywhere. well, i am, i’m coming with you” he joked making you laugh through your tears.
“it’s gonna be okay. i promise you.” he lent in and kissed you passionately. “what if you don’t like it? i don’t want to leave you but i want you to be happy” you said as he pulled away from the kiss. “i am happy when i’m with you, no house or country will change that. i’m going with you” with that he kissed you again. no matter where you were in the world, Joe would follow because he loved you and nothing would ever change that.
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voguesplum · 1 year
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Alexander McQueen, spring/summer 1995
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nintendont2502 · 5 months
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I cant drink anymore because the one and only time I got drunk I ended up forcing literally anyone I could find to look at bro strider (both of them) and wouldn't shut up about how hot he was. I'd never once thought he was hot before that idk where the fuck that came from
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sbrown82 · 1 year
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The ladies of the Rolling Stones; from left: Astrid Lundström (then girlfriend of Bill Wyman), Rose Taylor (then wife of Mick Taylor), and Jolie Jones (then girlfriend of Keith Richards and daughter of Quincy Jones) in 1972.  
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