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atomic-chronoscaph · 2 months
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Beetlejuice - art by Ken Taylor (2013)
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marlocandeea · 6 months
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Richard Burton, Elizabeth Taylor, Peter O'Toole
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voguefashion · 3 months
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Elizabeth Taylor and daughter Liza Todd Burton on the cover of Esquire, November 1964.
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Peyton Sawyer being one of the captains of the Taylor / Travis ship is something I never saw coming
Also, “get a man who lights you up when you win” So true, Hilarie. So true.
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burtonandtaylor · 3 months
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random-bullshit-polls · 4 months
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herlondonboy · 1 year
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High Infidelity
Pairings: Xavier Thorpe x gn!reader / Xavier Thorpe x Wednesday Addams
Summary: chase two girls, lose The 1
Warnings: cheating, infidelity, Xavier gets slapped. lmk if there are any more
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You loved Xavier so much. More than he would ever know. He was the sunshine on your darkest days; the moonlight and the stars in the sky. He was just yours. But that all changed when Wednesday Addams came to Nevermore.
You went to his art shed only to discover that the locks had been changed. You knocked on the door and heard Xavier curse and rush around the small room. A couple minutes later, he unlocked the door and greeted you with messy hair. You noticed how his lips were slightly swollen, but ignored it as he invited you in.
“So, uh, what brings you here, y/n?” Xavier asked, leaning against the doorframe.
“Can’t an Outcast come and see their boyfriend every now and again?” You joked, leaning up to kiss him. He smelt of death, the same scent the new girl smelt of. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies. We could watch that new horror film you want to see so bad.”
“Oh.” He mumbled, looking back. “I, uhm, I’m kind of busy at the moment. Maybe tomorrow?” He asked sheepishly.
“Oh. Yeah, sure.” You nodded. You went to walk away before turning to him. “And how come you changed the locks?”
“Oh, I just have a surprise for our anniversary next month.” Xavier shrugged nonchalantly and your smile dropped slightly.
“Okay, see you.” You waved. “Love you.”
“Fare thee well.” Xavier joked. You waited a second, but the words you wished to hear never came.
It had been like that for a while now. Ever since Wednesday Addams arrived, you became more of a friend than a partner. Long, late night walks became ‘Sorry, Wednesday needs my help.’ He’d let go of your hand whenever he saw Wednesday, wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ back whenever she was in earshot distance. It hurt.
This boy that would once bring you breakfast when you were sick; this boy that would once teach you how to draw simple things under the moonlight, gone. Gone into a fraction of the man he was. This act of high infidelity destroyed you.
Part of you longed for him to tell you the truth, you wanted to hear it from him, not from your peers that had been under the impression that the two of you had broken up. They had seen Xavier’s moves, the ones he made on Wednesday. Your heart broke when everyone came to console you. You had no idea what was going on, having had the flu and being bedridden. Enid, Wednesday’s roommate attacked you with a hug the first time she saw you that week. You awkwardly patted her back in confusion and she broke away to explain. Xavier had been seen kissing Wednesday under the moonlight in your spot.
That was a month ago. You figured that if he really cared, he would’ve tried harder to keep it a secret. He should know, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love. The slowest way is never loving them enough.
You were left doubting yourself. Did Wednesday have something that you don’t? Were you not as pretty as Wednesday? How could someone so in love with you just fall out of love like that? Did he ever even love you?
“I’m breaking up with you.” Xavier said. The date was April 29th. Your anniversary. He hadn’t shown up for your date and now here he was, breaking you with you. Who the hell does he think he is? “I… i think that you were manipulating me with your siren song and-"
You cut him off by punching his face. “You cheat on me for months and have the audacity to blame me?” You asked in shock, holding your pounding hand. Xavier looked shock. “Oh, you think I don’t know? You think that I don’t know that you kissed Wednesday in our spot under the moonlight? I built that place. I made the handles paintbrushes, not her. I said I love you there, not HER!” You yelled.
“y/n, calm down.” Xavier said quietly, looking at all of the eyes on you.
“Don’t tell me to calm down. I am calm!” You exclaimed. “No, Xavier, I break up with you.” You then said.
“Am I interrupting something?” A monotone voice said, making you jump out of your skin.
Xavier looked distraught and you turned to see Wednesday Addams. “Yes.” You said, turning back to your boyfriend. “I love you. You are my sun and my moon and my stars. I can’t even find it in my heart to hate you.” Tears gathered in your eyes as you spoke your mind. “Did I do something? Am I not pretty enough? Not cool enough?”
“It’s not you, it’s me.” Xavier said. You wanted to call BS, but he continued. “I fell out if love with you and instead of telling you, I lead you on.”
“But why? When?” You had began crying.
“I don’t know.” He admitted. “I just know that when I saw Wednesday, I felt what I felt when we first started dating.”
I didn’t mean to hurt you. But you did. You did, you did.
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oldshowbiz · 3 months
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After a week of working with Lucille Ball on an episode of Here's Lucy, Richard Burton wrote in a diary entry dated Thursday, May 17th, 1970:
“Those who had told us that Lucille Ball was ‘very wearing’ were not exaggerating. She is a monster of staggering charmlessness and monumental lack of humour. She is not ‘wearing’ to us because I suppose we refuse to be worn. I am coldly sarcastic with her to the point of outright contempt but she hears only what she wants to hear… Nineteen solid years of double-takes and pratfalls and desperate up-staging and cutting other people’s laughs if she can, nervously watching ‘the ratings’ as she does so ... I loathed her the first day. I loathed her the second day and the third. I loathe her today but now I also pity her. After tonight I shall make a point of never seeing her again ... this behemoth of selfishness..."
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jonathantaylorthomas · 6 months
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people who LOVE love are awesome
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pro-royalty · 7 months
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Taylor Russell in custom Alexander McQueen
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gothgleek · 7 months
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Taylor Russell in two custom Alexander McQueen looks based on the Joan Collection from Alexander McQueen FW 1998
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Peyton Sawyer approves 😭
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burtonandtaylor · 25 days
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fashioninpaper · 7 months
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From Tom Tierney’s book Great Characters from Shakespeare.
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nikidontsurf · 10 months
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Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor photographed on the south bank of the River Thames in London, 1963. Photo by Milton H. Greene.
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