here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
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ashley as agent patterson in blindspot season 5
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hey if you're reading this you could like it and i could go through your opens maybe.......
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hey if you're reading this you could like it and i could go through your opens maybe.......
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it’s feels odd to walk the halls of a hospital as a humble dog walker, even if she is with a resident. talk about imposter syndrome. “i’m just saying!” her laugh is soft as she nudges him gently, stepping just a bit closer to avoid a frantic nurse in their path. “i’d personally be nervous if my doctor looked like an actor. your cute-boy-next-door thing works.” can he tell she’s blushing? she think she might be blushing. “and besides, who even cares what they look like? besides annie.”
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"thanks, that's really helping." his tone is melodramatic and sarcastic, though he can't deny finding it amusing that that is the way she opts to make him feel better about it. "ah, yes - mcdreamy. or mcsteamy." he murmurs hilariously, as if that was their actual names. "the only men annie would ever even contemplate going straight for."
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“hey, c’mon, i thought we talked about working on your imposter syndrome. not every doctor looks like george clooney or that dude from grey’s anatomy — fuck, what’s his name again? the one who died and your sister was, like, totally devastated?”
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"yeah, i guess it's safe to say i...look a little different to all the other men here, huh?"
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*taps mic* uhhhhh hey is this thing on 🤠
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Sarah Catherine Hook as Piper Ratliff The White Lotus, S03E05 - Full-Moon Party
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Ella Purnell for Prada beauty.
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getting all hot and heavy with him in a corner booth at the club or on the couch at a house party, and he’s trying to convince you to cockwarm him right there. he’s got his hand on the back of yours, pressing your palm into his crotch to show you how hard you’ve made him, all the while talking all low in your ear. “need to feel you so bad. i can’t wait. just sit on it, baby. come on, nobody will notice.”
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NOT FADE AWAY 2012, dir. David Chase
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it's a question answered as it's asked. "because we never have just okay moments." toxic ones often; soft ones occasionally. when have they ever been just content with one another? "you're just being all... quiet!" she throws her hands up in mock defense and takes a step forward when the line moves, even as she whines. "excuse me for caring about whether you're actually having fun or not."
"why do you always have to ruin a totally okay moment?" and so accusatory for no reason! dax can't do anything but balk at the question, which he's almost tempted not to answer. almost. "when the fuck did i say — are you just incapable of waiting in line for ice cream? chill, tessa. literally. everything's fine. you're freakin' me out now, god."
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i have a very specific need for a couple that got married waaay too young and even though they both love each other a lot they know it’s doomed but like. they keep trying anyway?? idk i just want/need the angst of choosing to love the wrong person
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THE GREAT | S3E10 "Once upon a time"
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TRAMELL TILLMAN Interview Magazine (2025)
#out of character / wanted opposite.#out of character / future fc.#the second the severence cast gets the resources they deserve i am gonna be soooooo annoying
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sophie thatcher via instagram
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she notes the remnants of white powder and his jittery movements with mild intrigue, though she chooses to keep the topic at hand. at least for now. "this is the first free night i've had since." not a total lie, but it would be a lie to say she wasn't trying to make him sweat a little. brows lift as arms cross over her chest. "but i can come back another time if you're... busy." her tone is heavy with implications, eyes dipping briefly (and without judgement, for once) to his nose before back up.
deacon's a little stunned by her arrival, though he's starting to become acquainted with how difficult she was to read. brows raise and then furrow, before a scoff / snort escapes his mouth, amusement (endearment) nestled against his expression. "a week ago." he argues weakly, hand rubbing across his nose, a futile attempt to hide what he'd been busy inhaling before she'd walked in. "why do you care all of a sudden, eh?"
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"party? what party?" her tone is suspiciously innocent as she keeps her gaze set on the dresses she's browsing through, rather than her grumpy bodyguard. "i haven't heard anything about a surprise party." (it should be noted, of course, that no one ever said anything about a surprise.)
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