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truemoondust · 10 months
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Person of Interest - every episode of season 5 || 5x04 - 6,741
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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year
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Seth Greer
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alannacouture · 1 year
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Behind the scenes of Reign 👑
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dandyshucks · 2 months
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piplups are typically proud pkmn that are difficult to bond with, so I've been thinking again about what it was like when Junebug first met Henry, their starter 'mon... (cw for vague-ish abuse mentions)
Junebug is incredibly patient and often gives people more grace than should ever be extended to a person (will put up with a lot of incredibly cruel behaviour from others and make excuses for them), so being patient with an initially stand-offish Henry would be not a problem at all. they are also big on researching so they'd have known what they were getting into, even as a young child, when they chose piplup to be their starter.
anyways Junebug quickly realized he didnt like being in a pokeball, so they stopped doing that and put the pokeball up on a high shelf where neither of them could reach it to show they weren't going to use it with him. and he slowly started to trust them more and open up to them more after that - it was a key moment that marked the beginning of Henry considering them to be a potential friend.
when they first received Henry from Rowan (who I imagine travels around the region with a bunch of starters to educate kids about how being a trainer works and get them started on their trainer path), they took him home in the pokeball as one does, and when they let him out once they got up into their room, he refused to even look at them for a good long while. oh the humiliation of being in a pokeball!
but the real bonding finally began once Henry had spent more time around Junebug's parents - they had tried to keep him away from their parents as much as possible to protect him, but ... hard to do when you are a young child living with them sbdjskl. it was a less than ideal way to grow close, but the two of them soon grew inseparable, supporting each other through the rougher times and cheering the other on as they both grew and learned, and covering for the other when someone slipped up. hiding or shredding journals, bandaging scrapes from forbidden ventures off the allowed paths, tucking away ill-gotten bits of food into hiding places, comforting each other after nightmares or after being reprimanded/punished, nudging the other if they're "misbehaving", standing look-out when the other needs to do something against the rules, etc etc etc.
making an intolerable situation somewhat bearable! bonding while stuck in an unsafe environment! growing up together while trapped under an abuser's thumb! the whole works !
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jennyofoldflowers · 11 months
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it's always gon be FUCK francis de valois
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willowylady · 1 year
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The Two Greers by Greer Lankton
A powerful representation of disordered eating. Lankton herself suffered from anorexia. 
Via The Mattress Factory
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aronarchy · 7 months
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Germaine Greer forced John Peel to sleep with her, Beryl Bainbridge paid a woman to have sex with her husband so she could get a divorce, and Joan Bakewell, now doyenne of religious affairs broadcasting at the BBC, smoked marijuana and had affairs.
The frank revelations by some of the most influential media figures of the past 40 years were made last night in a new BBC series, My Generation, in which Ms Bakewell discussed life, love and politics during the swinging 1960s with her contemporaries.
John Peel, 60, a Radio1 DJ, told Ms Bakewell about how Germaine Greer, the academic and feminist icon, forced him to sleep with her. “All I thought about was getting my end away. Germaine taught me a valuable lesson. She was a friend, somebody I liked and admired, and then she decided to presume on friendship and push it a step too far. I actually found myself saying: ‘Look, I like you too much. I don’t want to do this.’ And she just made me. I thought: ‘Oh shit, that's what it’s like.’”
Speaking from his home in Suffolk yesterday, the disc jockey said of the encounter, which took place before he married his wife of 25 years: “I’m sure it’s an incident she would rather forget, but it was all free love and that sort of thing. One of the tabloids phoned me up and asked for a blow by blow account, but I’m not doing that.
“I think we are still friends. We don’t exchange Christmas cards or anything, but I am always really pleased when I do see her.”
Ms Greer, who became a household name in the 1970s after the publication of her groundbreaking book, The Female Eunuch, which was considered the bible of feminism, was unavailable for comment yesterday.
Other revelations in the programme included those from Beryl Bainbridge telling Ms Bakewell about how she paid a woman to sleep with her husband, Austen Davies, at a party so that she could get a divorce, something the novelist claimed was common practice at the time.
“It was all arranged. I took the children up the road, with a cot. There was a girl who, for a certain sum of money, put herself forward as correspondent and that went down on my divorce petition.”
In an interview with the Observer, Ms Bakewell said the programme, made by the BBC’s religious department, aimed to show how the liberal left ideas of the 1960s gave way to the rise of the right.
Ms Bakewell, who admitted to having affairs and smoking marijuana, said that even she was surprised by some of the frank revelations, particularly Mr Peel’s.
“When it came up I thought: ‘We can’t transmit that.’ But the editor said it makes a very positive point. Women didn’t come on in those days. When Germaine did, it was a shock to John. It showed him how women might feel when men did it to them.”
Call it “rape,” ffs.
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starlitangels · 1 year
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Pups AU Incorrect Quotes (Part 3)
Micah: *wears a dark grey tank top*
Danny: Ah. Breaking out the spring colors I see
Natalie: Can’t you try to see things from my perspective?
Gabriel: Okay! *sits on the floor*
Natalie: Now listen here you little sh!+
Micah: Here’s a fun idea. We hang mistletoe; but instead of kissing you have to fight them
Danny: We are not doing that
Natalie: Mistlefoe™
Danny: Do Not Encourage Her!
Evelyn: I’m not responsible for what my face does when you talk
Gabriel: We need to distract my sister and her friends
Evelyn: Leave it to me
*approaches*
Evelyn: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss
Natalie, Danny, and Micah: *immediately start arguing with each other*
Gabriel: Oh… I don’t like this at all
Natalie: What are you, five?
Gabriel: Yeah. Five heads taller than you
Natalie:
Gabriel:
Natalie:
Gabriel: I’m sorry please don’t kill me
Micah: Can we kill Andrew and Justin for making fun of Danny?
Lily: No.
Micah: I can make it look like an accident.
Lily: …How?
Gabriel: Lily!
Lily: Alright, no…
Evelyn: Don't panic.
Gabriel: I'm not panicking, I'm just very concerned and alarmed at how thoroughly screwed we are.
Danny: But please, be careful.
Natalie: You know me.
Danny: Yeah, exactly, that’s what I’m worried about.
[also applies to Gabriel and Micah]
Lily: Writing a death threat and dotting all the i's with hearts
Justin, going through closet: What should I change into?
Danny: A better person -_-
Natalie: Reminder that I’m very sweet and endearing so be nice to me
Andrew: Or what
Natalie: Or I’ll punch your lights out
Micah: Hold your horses, Gabriel. Hold them tight. Cherish them.
Gabriel: What?
Micah: I don’t know. I haven’t eaten today.
*distressed Gabriel noises*
Lily: Gabriel's little sister is way too nice a person for the number of ways she knows how to kill people.
Natty, from the other room: It's called 'diplomacy,' b!+ch!
Evelyn: Can't believe there are so many songs about love and only one where someone welcomes someone else to a jungle.
Rose, to the Pups: Can I make a suggestion that doesn’t involve violence or is this the wrong crowd?
Gabriel: Living well is the best revenge.
Evelyn: Yeah, but obviously I'm not gonna do that. What's the second best. Cutting their brakes, right?
Micah: The only reason I’m not coming at you right now is because Rose here is a delicate flower who doesn’t like violence.
Rose: GET 'EM MIKEY!
Natalie: You’re charged with breaking into a pet store?
Evelyn: I thought the puppies might be lonely.
Gabriel: Describe your ideal partner.
Lily: They're dark and mysterious, and they can sing, and they play the organ.
Gabriel: I think you just described the Phantom of the Opera.
(Looking at graffiti on a high bridge)
Lily: That’s art.
Gabriel: No, that’s vandalism.
Evelyn: How the f^&* did they get up there? I wanna try!
Gabriel: No!
Danny: You guys are idiots, did you know that?
Natalie & Micah: In our defense, we actually do know that.
Lily: Why are you covered in glitter?
Rose: Why aren't you covered in glitter?
Lily: Good point
Gabriel: Recipe says to beat three eggs.
Micah: At what? Hand to hand combat?
Gabriel: Must be. My dad and sister banned shifting in the kitchen, remember?
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ironlvngs · 2 years
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— 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐚.
@parisadavani​
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     their mind was a bit of a haze right now — but more the good kind ? the kind that you get when you drink, smoke, and take some fucking pill all in the same night. it wasn’t the greatest idea, but link was never filled with any great ideas, and especially not around ollie. who.. was probably somewhere, dangling around their stolen souvenir. just as he was about to leave to go outside for a cigarette, he bumps right into another figure. “ can you watch where you’re fucking going — ” of course, link’s mouth starts to run, even before he saw who it was. but once he got his footing back and his eyes focused on the purple glittery body in front of him, he’d recognized who it was even before seeing her face. he’d seen her earlier, he’d let his eyes linger a little longer than they should when he saw what she was wearing, so he knew. though, instead of being peeved off like they were, parisa was just giggling about it, having a harder time regaining her footing. “ — feeling all better, i assume ? ” they ask, alluding back to her telling them she was getting sick. 
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cinnamonfm · 2 years
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wardrobe: heni astor at greer’s pool party.
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shmorp-mcdurgen · 11 months
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how would seth react to coming across a body of one of thatchers victims?
Probably. throw up if i'm being honest-
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alannacouture · 1 year
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Did Greer & James have a ship name? They were adorable together, even though we didn’t get nearly enough time with them.
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kissingkiszka · 4 months
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Photographs - Danny Wagner x Reader
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Danny’s birthday special!
"We keep this love in a photograph,we made these memories for ourselves."
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Summary: You look back on all the memories you’ve made with Danny over your shared love of pictures, and each other, due to the fact that you are unable to see him on his birthday…
CW: fluff, missing somebody, being alone, cheesiness, surprises, not proofread, angst? idk
This story was heavily inspired by Photograph by Ed Sheeran
(All photos used were taken by Joe Greer)
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You had always joined your boyfriend, Danny, on tour. Over the years of touring with him, you had always loved taking behind-the-scenes photographs to look back on. Photography had always been your passion, but being able to photograph Danny made you pursue it even more.
However recently, you weren't able to join him on the recent shows. The photographs you had taken were magical keepsakes, you had always kept one in a locket that you wore proudly around your neck. He always sacredly kept one of you in his wallet, showing it off to everyone he met. He always pulled out the wrinkled and well-loved photograph when he was missing you extra, holding it close to his chest and wishing for the next time he would see you to get here as fast as it could.
You lie in bed one night, feeling lost without him. It had been at least 2 full months without picking up your camera, let alone seeing him at all.
You flipped through a hefty photo book you had been placed underneath your bed for safe keeping. Flipping through the pages, you land on a series of photos of your longtime boyfriend, one of him drumming on a sink in the restroom backstage, one of him sitting down and having his rhinestones being applied, another one in which you made him pose for you shortly after the rhinestones were applied. And the last one on the page was one in where he looks like he's reaching out to take the camera from you. You still remember each and every moment that led up to these moments being forever frozen in time.
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"Look, Y/N!" Danny dragged you into the bathroom. "It's a private drum solo, just for you." He pulled you in for a smiling kiss.
"Daniel!” You swatted at his shoulder playfully. "You know I've always wanted you to serenade me!"
"My girl always gets what she wants." He blushed and then begins to drum a simple rhythm onto the countertop.
"Wait! I need to capture this!" You say, grabbing your camera from the counter and snapping a quick picture. After he's done, you place the camera back in its position and return to his side.
"You blow me away every time. Whether it's an actual drum set or a sink countertop." A smile creeps upon your lips and slither your arm around his muscular bicep.
"Whenever I'm playing drums, just know I'm doing it for you." He wraps his strong arms around you and pulls you in for a kiss before having to leave for the stage.
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"Danny, you look like a pretty princess!" You turn the corner, your camera in hand.
"Wait! I'm not done yet, hun." He grins, blushing. He's all giddy and nervous. "Look away, I don't want to spoil it before it's ready!"He giggles.
"Okay then, guess I'll just have to wait. But promise me you'll pose for me when it's done. I want to see the finished product."
"I promise. Now, shoo!" He begins to raise his finger to shoo you away.
You snap a quick picture before he could interject. You run away quickly, laughter escaping your lips.
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Danny chases you down the hall once he's done with his rhinestone application.
"Y/N!" He calls out, not even attempting to hide his laughter. He pretends to be angry, but is oh so bad at it.
"Boo!" You pop out from around the corner, a quick 'agh!' Escaping his lips.
"Haha, you scared me." He pants.
"I know." You take hold of his hand and use your other to hold the camera to his face. "About that promise-"
"Let's see, with that stunt you pulled back there-" he broke out into more laughter. "Eh, who am I kidding? Let's take some pictures!"
"Yay!" You plant a quick but loving kiss to his lips.
You instruct him where to sit, but surprisingly he needs no instructions on how to pose. He's a natural. You snap a few experimental shots before landing on the best one.
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After a long show, all the boys rushed back into the green room. Josh running to the restroom and Jake plopping himself down on the couch. Danny takes a hold of his phone and turns on the song "Come On Eileen" by Dexys Midnight Runners. Him and Sam are beginning to run around the room, bouncing and spinning around to the beat. You stay sat in a velvet chair in the corner, much to Danny's disappointment when you don't stand up to join them. It's all in good fun though as the song picks up, the two best friends continue to dance even more lively and energetic around the small room. He’s banging his drum sticks against every appliance and table top in sight.
"Come on Y/N!" Danny encourages.
"I don't dance." You laugh in response.
"Don't be a party pooper! Join us!" Sam joins in.
"Hm.." you hum, picking up your camera as the last chorus begins to play. You snap a few shots of your boyfriend and his best friend having the time of their lives together, knowing they will both be grateful for that moment to be eternally captured. Neither of them even notice you there with the camera, but that's definitely for the better. The photos will turn out better that way anyway.
Right after the song comes to an end, Danny looks your way. You still have the camera raised, snapping some final shots.
"You didn't capture any of that...did you?"
"You bet I did." You nod as he steps closer.
"No!" He jokes, trying to take the camera from your hands. "Oh god, I probably look like a doofus in those!"
"You both do!" You smile and snap another photo while his hand is still reaching out for your camera. "That's okay though, you're having fun. Besides, they're for us only."
He approves, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. "For us only." He smiles and pulls you in for a kiss.
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You close the photo book with an exhale. You missed him so much, and you knew you were missing him too. His birthday was coming up soon too, and all you wanted was to be with him on his birthday. His most important day.
Almost as if it were on queue, your phone rang. It was Danny.
"My love?"
"Danny?” Hearing his voice alone felt like a warm embrace. You tried to call each other every night, which you were successful most nights. However, with the time difference and Wi-Fi not being available at all times, those plans did happen to fall through at times.
"Oh, Danny boy. I miss you so much." You are almost brought to tears at the sound of his voice, but you were able to blink them back.
"I miss you too, sweetheart." He tells you sincerely. "I'm having fun here, but I know I would be having even more fun with you by my side. You make everything better."
You sigh. "I could say the same thing."
"Listen, I'll be home soon enough."
"Danny- tour isn't over for another month-" you begin to speak but not before being cut off by him.
"I'll be there." He has a tone of surprise in his voice, like he's hiding something. And it's something big. Something good. "I have my ways."
"Baby-" You sit yourself down on your old worn out couch, your free hand resting between your thighs. You take in a deep breath. "You know how much I want to be with you on your birthday."
"I know. I know. Don't worry about it." Although you can't see him, you can practically hear how wide his smile is on the other line.
You go silent for a moment, your mind racing around thinking of what he could possibly be planning. "I could..I could book a flight to be with you. What city will you be in?"
"There will be no need for that." He giggles suspiciously.
You go silent once again. He's sure that he's making you worry, and that's the last thing he wants. The silence is loud enough as he takes a deep breath before starting up again.
"Wait for me to come home."
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Daniel's birthday was tomorrow and you were beginning to lose all hope of seeing him on his most special day. You had a suspicion that he would surprise you for his birthday, however you had a sinking feeling he wasn't, not wanting to get your hopes up for nothing. Turns out that feeling was right after all.
Night time crept over you before you could even realize it. The streetlights were on and if he hadn't come home yet, he wasn't coming home at all. You sat at the kitchen table, mindlessly scrolling on your phone. You would do anything to distract you from how badly you missed your love.
You were in a deep rabbit hole on TikTok when you had received a text notification.
Danny: Come outside.
You: what?
You read his text over and over a few times before hearing a car pull into your driveway.
You slipped on your nearest pair of slippers and ran out the door. You hadn't showered in a few days or even changed your clothes for that matter, but you didn't care. All you cared about was Danny.
"Daniel?" You peered your head out onto the driveway as you noticed a figure begin to step out of a vehicle.
Danny.
"Oh my god! It's you! It's really you!" You exclaimed, running over to greet him.
"In the flesh, baby." He holds hims arms out, ready to envelop you in them for the first time in months.
His face was perfectly illuminated by the lamppost above you, which was the only source of light in sight.
You jump into his arms, not wasting another second to interlock your lips with his. The kiss was perfect. Even though you had shared many kisses with him before, this one felt so brand new.
"I love you so much. You think I wouldn't want to spend my birthday with you?!" He pulled out of the kiss with a beaming smile. "You have no idea how hard keeping this surprise from you was."
"I love you too." You run a hand through his hair and he does the same, not even caring that your hair is unwashed and a bit tangled. "Happy birthday, baby."
"Hey, you don't have to tell me that until tomorrow. I'll still be here then." He wraps his arms around you and leads you inside.
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The next day was his birthday dinner. You had surprised him with dinner reservations at his favorite restaurant. You had managed to get them extremely last minute. It was only the two of you, it was very intimate. You would have the rest of the band and Danny’s family over for cake later tonight. The glow of the sunset beamed against his face in the most flawless way. He took a sip of his drink, before staring at you. His head rested in his hand as he set his glass back down. He examined your every detail of your beauty. No words were spoken, none needed to be.
You sat there for a few more moments before a light bulb went off in your head. You forgot you had brought your camera. You gasped and pulled the prized possession out of your purse. You lifted it to frame his face perfectly.
This was your and Danny’s thing, taking pictures. He knew what you were doing, so no words continued to be spoken as you snapped a picture of him, just sitting there, admiring you. He didn’t even need to adjust his position, he was already super photogenic and posed in the best way for you. It was so natural.
“Happy birthday, my love.”
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world-of-wales · 10 months
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Okay I’m obsessed with the enemies to lovers and marriage of convenience/arranged marriage/ fake dating trope
Recommendations please 🙏
Here you go anon, sorry it took me some time to answer this. I had to open my laptop to get my book lists. A lot of the books have overlapping tropes. If you want any other recs just send me a msg ♡
And most of these are okay and Clean books but a lot of them come with heavy stuff so please check your triggers before you dive into them.
ENEMIES TO LOVERS -
RWRB (Coz that started the whole boom Conversation) - Casey McQuiston
Serpent & Dove - Shelby Mahurim
Dance of Thieves - Mary E Pearson
Spanish Love Deception - Elena Armas
5 Rounds - Nikki Castle
Brutal Prince - Sophie Lark
To Hate Adam Connor - Ella Maise
Taste - Melanie Harlow
Eleanor & Grey (not exactly enemies to lovers but he's very grumpy and closed off) - Brittany C Cherry
From Lukov with Love - Mariana Zapaata
By a Thread - Lucy Score
Twisted Hate - Anna Huang
Until I get you - Claire Conttreras
Weak Side - SJ Sylvis
Grumpy Romance - Nia Arthurs
Rogue - Greer Rivers
The Summer We Fell - Elizabeth O Rourke
Beauty and the Baller - Isla Madden Mills
Things We never got over - Lucy Score
Mafia Royals (A LOT OF THEM) - Rachel Van Dyken
Heart Song Duet - Jennifer Hartmann
Crow - A Zaverelli
ARRANGED MARRAIGE / MARRAIGE OF CONVENIENCE -
Marraige for one - Ellas Maise
The Windsor Series (ongoing, 3 books out) - Catharina Maura
Terms and Conditions - Lauren Asher
The Penalty Box - Odette Stone
The Buff - Devney Perry
To Love Jason Thorn - Ella Maise
The Wall of Winnipeg - Mariana Zapaata
King of Wrath - Anna Huang
Forever after all - Catharina Maura
Twisted - Emily McIntyre
Fake Empire - CW Farnsworth (or Swansworth)
Sinners Anonymous - Somme Sketcher
First 3 books of Filthy Rich Americans Series - Nikki Sloane
Dark Succession - Katee Robert
Marraige Effect - Karla Sorenson
Beautifully Broken Redemption - Catherien Cowles
Duchess Deal - Tessa Dare
FAKE DATING -
The Love Hypothesis - Ali Hazelwood
The Cheat Sheet - Sarah Adams
Fix Her Up - Tessa Bailey
Addicted to You - Krista & Becca Richie
Hani and Ishu's guide to Fake Dating - Adiba Jagirdar
Redeemed - Lauren Asher
The Kiss Quotient - Helen Hoang
Overruled - Emma Chase
Play Fake - Maggie Rawdon
That Kind of Guy - Stephanie Archer
The Bodyguard - Katherine Center
The Boyfriend Candidate - Ashley Winstead
First Down - Grace Reilly
The Real Deal - Lauren Blakeley
Happy Place - Emily Henry
Foxe and the Hound - RS Grey
My Life in Shambles - Karina Halle
Twisted Lies - Ana Huang
Blind Side - Kandi Stiener
The Deal + The Risk - Elle Kennedy
Boyfriend Material - Alexis Mall
Faking with Benefits - Lily Gold
The Upside of Falling - Alex Light
Unfortunately Yours - Tessa Bailey
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dollsome-does-tumblr · 3 months
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transport yourself to the 2010s cw media landscape ... let the lumineers in your head serenade you ....... (also, this show has so many g.d. characters, i just included the ones that came to mind first. sorry for the lack of an 'other' option when there's a zillion characters not on this list!)
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krushkreates · 2 years
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thinking,, many thoughts about milo growing up and sweetheart helping him unravel that at 6:50am
cw: father issues, toxic masculinity, gender roles, body dysmorphia, disordered eating habits, mentions of weight, unhealthy communication style
masculinity has always been at the core of milo’s being. strength, security, toughness, take-no-shit-give-no-shit. hardworking. never resting. never this or that. no weakness. of course he’s all those things. his father didn’t make him want his approval for nothing, ya know.
he didn’t spend hours in the gym sweating his ass off to grow muscles that would’ve made the career bodybuilders jealous. he wouldn’t have spent hours in his kitchen picking apart the labels on his food, careful tracking on notebooks that would be thrown into a box under his bed so his mother wouldn’t find them. sore muscles and sore feelings went hand-in-hand with the tired eyes that nit picked every single muscle and thing on his body. he wouldn’t have forced himself into grueling marathon-esque runs for months on end just to hear his father say i found this wrapper on the floor by your things. you need better self-discipline. all the while he’s spent the past three days drinking only water and hot black coffee because he needs to stay in the weight class for boxing.
milo greer isn’t that kind of man. he likes food and cooking. he likes old dramatic noir films and dressing up. for the love of god sweetheart stop laughing at me and help me find my damn dress socks. he likes sleeping in and hates cardio. he likes running and most importantly, he loves his sweetheart.
sweetheart. the one that came in and dismantled everything he had heard on loop his entire life. the one that tears off labels and scribbles over nutrition info and says let’s have cake for breakfast when he’s not doing well. the one that encourages him to try different things in fashion and spends hours pouring over fashion history to suggest new things for him. the one that happily and dramatically re-enacts his favorite scenes from movies (in costume, mind you) with their terrible transatlantic accent. the one that peppers his face in kisses while complimenting him. you look so handsome baby.
the one that puts sheets over the mirrors when they notice he refuses to look in them while brushing his teeth in the morning. the one that held his hand during his first therapy session because he admitted he was too afraid to go alone during their fourth argument about it. the one that encouraged him to tell david about the bullying. the one that drove him to a secluded area on his dads birthday so he could scream and yell about how much he hated the way he made him grow up. i hate how you made me feel like my own skin would never be a safe place for me. fuck you! i have what i need. i have the love of my life and my best friends and mom and i don’t need you. i’ll never need you anymore.
the one that teaches him that masculinity is more than big strong silent man. it’s opening up when you’re sad and not bottling it up. the one that teaches him that weakness doesn’t make you less of a man, much less of anything. the one that reassures him that they love him no matter what.
milo thinks of this as he’s in the gym. he’s there because he likes it now. he looks forward to eating because he gets to share the experience. he likes eating again. he likes working hard. he likes expressing his emotions. he likes communicating when there’s something wrong. he likes the masculinity that encompasses him now. it’s gentle and strong, warm and inviting. it’s still him.
milo thinks of this as he texts sweetheart about dinner tonight. his phone vibrates in his hand. we’ll make whatever you want honey.
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