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THE HOLIDAY (2006) dir. Nancy Meyers

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All My Life

Are you my toothbrush twin?

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Daisy Jones & The Six Camila Morrone as Camila Dunne

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SOPHIE THATCHER in MAXXXINE (2024) dir. Ti West

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DAISY JONES & THE SIX — Track 8: Looks Like We Made It

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NICOLA COUGHLAN FOR BRIDGERTON SEASON THREE PRESS

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GENESIS. RAYE

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          “  you’re such a sweet guy, mason, i find it hard to believe that i’ve been the only interested one.  ”  there’s a quiet that settles over them after he’s finished talking, one that yasmin takes as a moment to contemplate where the fuck they go from here. her skin warms as he compliments her, missing the way that he awkwardly flirts. it’s just so endearing. her gaze drops down to his lips for a split second before meeting his twinkling eyes.  “  what happens now is you walk me to my door and i invite you in for a nightcap.  ”  she replies, undoing her seatbelt. 

"i know you wouldn't have." he was grateful that she was understanding of his issues even though they'd caused her so much hurt. "i wanted to tell you, i really did. you're just the first woman to ever truly be interested in me and you're so beautiful... i didn't want to blow it. i didn't want the rejection or the embarrassment." his eyes meet hers for the the second time that night, their closer than they've been in months as she leans into him. her beauty takes his breath away for a moment. "so... what happens now?" he wasn't sure that his confession would change much, at the very least she would know that none of this was her fault.

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            “  yes! it’s been on my bucket list for years. ”  but between teaching and running her family’s museum— she hadn’t found the time to properly plan a trip. until now. her nose scrunches as she laughs, trudging through the thick snow. there’s a witty comment on the tip of her tongue, but it dies as soon as they reach their set up yet completely deserted camp. liz’s brows pulls together, confusion washing over her features as she parts from august and begins to walk around the site.  “  hello?  ”  she calls out, voice echoing around them. she stomps her way over to one of the tents, unzipping it and sticking her head in. empty.  “  what the hell? where’d they go? we weren’t even that far behind.  ”  better yet, where could they go. it’s nothing but snow and the mountain landscape up here.

"you're really making the most of this trip, aren't you." breath rises in a puff of frosty air as they start walking again. august's eyes follow the sunlight's fading arc, then look to the almost-complete camp up ahead. he's beginning to miss his coffee machine and office slippers; the man just isn't built for the outdoor lifestyle, though liz clearly is. "i'd love to, as long as i can find the will to get out of my sleeping bag," he retorts, then begins to hurry up towards the camp. "fellas! please tell me you're getting the fire going..." his voice trails off. there's no one there.

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              oliver  is  hanging  on  to  her  reaction  like  it’s  a  lifeline,  a  cutesy  smile  on  his  face  when  she  expresses  her  like  of  his  new  additions.  almost  anything  he  does  is  for  her,  for  her  reactions,  her  approval.  it  might  not  be  the  healthiest  thing,  a  subsequent  effect  of  the  honeymoon  stage  that  their  relationship  is  in,  but  he  really  doesn’t  give  a  fuck.  mina  is  like,  the  first  real  girlfriend  he’s  ever  had  so  it  makes  sense  that  he’s  chasing  after  her  validation  like  a  starved  person  chasing  a  meal.  his  cheeks  heat  up  at  her  comment  and  he  has  to  resist  the  urge  to  bite  down  on  his  lip.     “     i  think  they  look  rad  as  shit.     ”     oliver  comments,  holding  up  the  mirror  to  his  face  and  tilting  his  head  from  side  to  side  to  get  a  good  view  of  it.     “     i’m  really  leaning  in  to  this  whole  only-guy-in-the-band-who-is-also-the-drummer  look.     ”     he  returns  the  mirror  to  the  piercer  and  lifts  his  hips  to  slip  his  phone  out  from  his  back  pocket.     “     let’s  take  a  picture,  babe.     ”     he  beckons  her  to  get  closer,  opening  the  camera  app.

          fortunately  for  her,  the  process  goes  by  much  quicker  than  she  thought,  even  if  mina  had  to  turn  her  head  away  for  most  of  it.  she  only  turns  back  to  look  at  them  when  the  piercer  asks  the  big  question.    ❛  i  think  ...  ❜    she  trails  off  for  dramatic  effect,  taking  a  good  look  at  her  newly  pierced  boyfriend  smiling  cutely  from  his  seat.  it  feels  abnormal  to  look  at  him  so  lovingly  without  an  affectionate  kiss  to  follow,  but  by  the  strength  of  his  hand  squeezing  from  earlier  she  knows  to  stay  away  from  disrupting  the  fresh  piercings.    ❛  ...  that  i  need  to  take  him  home  as  soon  as  possible.  ❜    the  flirty  comment  prompts  a  laugh  of  approval  from  the  piercer  while  they  hand  oliver  a  mirror  to  take  a  look  himself.    ❛  do  you  like  it,  babe  ?  ❜    she  asks  with  a  grin,  even  though  she  already  knows  the  answer.    ❛  is  it  everything  you've  ever  wanted  and  more  ?  ❜    because  it  definitely  is  for  her.    ❛  it  changes  your  whole  vibe,  in  a  good  way.  i  like  it.  ❜

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              when  she  looks  away  awkwardly,  he  wonders  if  he’s  overstepped  by  asking  of  her  home.  so  he  drops  the  subject  entirely,  partially  satiated  by  the  promise  that  one  day  she  would  lead  him  there.  but  that  begs  the  question:  how  long  does  she  plan  on  staying  in  belspear?  after  washing  up  how  she  did,  he’s  under  the  impression  that  she’ll  only  be  here  long  enough  to  recover  and  get  back  on  her  feet  before  returning  to  her  mysterious  homeland.  the  idea  of  sofia  leaving  so  soon  has  a  weight  settling  in  his  chest,  but  he  forces  himself  to  dissipate  it.  spencer  would  much  rather  enjoy  the  present  with  her  than  waste  time  dreading  her  departure.

              her  apology  is  paired  with  the  gentle  hold  of  her  hand,  and  he  absentmindedly  lets  his  thumb  stroke  the  soft  skin  there.  he’s  heard  those  words  too  many  times  to  count.  as  a  mere  boy,  it  would  bring  tears  to  spencer’s  eyes  any  time  he  was  met  with  pity  and  sorrow  over  the  passing  of  his  father,  the  king,  but  as  he  grew  into  his  own—  he  let  those  emotions  fuel  his  prowess  for  adventure.     “     that’s  life,  unfortunately.  it  got  a  little  easier  over  time  but  i  do  find  myself  thinking  of  him  each  time  i  venture  into  a  new  place.     ”

              and  as  if  there  wasn’t  more  for  them  to  have  in  common—  sofia  opens  up  about  her  mother,  and  now  it  is  his  turn  to  utter  comforting  words.     “     for  it  to  have  been  so  sudden…  makes  you  appreciate  the  life  you  have.  to  live  every  day  as  if  it  were  your  last.  you’re  strong  for  enduring  such  loss,  darling.     ”  

              two  souls  who  lost  a  parent  at  a  very  young  age,  finding  each  other  in  a  peculiar  situation  where  one  washed  up  on  shore  and  the  other  was  saved  by  an  angel.  all  this  is  reminiscent  of  some  romance  novel  the  schoolgirls  fawn  over.  she  looks  up  at  him  with  those  big,  beautiful  brown  eyes  and  his  breath  hitches  in  his  throat.

              he  doesn’t  even  mind  that  she’s  called  him  my  prince  again.

              stay  with  him,  if  that’s  what  he  wants.  is  that  what  the  prince  desires?  for  her  to  stay  and  continue  to  be  a  calming  balm  amidst  all  the  chaos  in  his  life  as  of  late?  his  heart  says  yes,  but  his  mind  is  having  a  hard  time  agreeing.  what  about  his  savior?  what  if  she  were  to  appear  right  now?  would  it  reveal  that  his  attraction  to  sofia  is  purely  physical?  would  he  leave  her  for  whomever  it  was  that  saved  his  life  that  fateful  day?

              spencer  doesn’t  think,  he  acts.  it’s  magnetizing  the  way  he’s  pulled  into  her,  ducking  his  head  until  their  noses  are  brushing  against  each  other  and  his  warm  breath  fans  over  her  skin.     “     sofia,     ”     her  name  falls  so  sweetly  from  his  lips,     “     can  i  kiss  you?     ”

              he  asks  her  about  how  far  she  must  live  and  sofia  can  only  awkwardly  smile  ,  looking  down  and  avoiding  eye  contact  for  a  moment  in  case  he  catches  on  to  her  lies  and  strange  demeanor.  then  again  ,  she's  been  odd  from  the  moment  she  set  foot  on  land.  god  ,  the  servants  and  the  maids  had  to  teach  her  how  to  walk  within  hours  before  she  met  the  prince.  the  people  have  been  kind  ,  but  extremely  wary  of  her  appearance.  it's  only  ever  been  spencer  who  accepted  her  for  exactly  who  she  was.

              or  ,  well  ...  not  truly  who  she  was  ,  but  for  as  far  as  her  personality  goes.  the  passing  of  his  father  causes  a  gasp  to  leave  her  mouth  —  giving her all  the  more  reason  to  never  reveal  she's  a  mermaid  and  daughter  of  the  king  of  the  seven  seas.  she  wishes  to  think  anything  different  ,  but  he  might've  been  the  reason  why  spencer's  father  got  into  a  shipwreck  in  the  first  place.  she  holds  his  hand  tightly  ,  eyebrows  furrowed  and  gathering  the  courage  to  look  him  in  the  eyes  again.

              ''  i'm  so  sorry  ,  ''  she  whispers  ,  a  sorrowful  expression  on  her  face  ,  ''  that  must've  been  so  difficult  ,  and  hard.  you  were  so  young.  ''

              sofia  presses  closer  to  him  ,  as  if  there  was  any  space  left  to  remove  between  them  ,  and  places  her  head  on  his  shoulder.  ''  i  lost  my  mother  when  i  was  about  ten  years  old.  she  got  really  sick  all  of  a  sudden  ,  and  it  happened  within  the  span  of  just a day.  we  never  discovered  what  it  really  was.  ''  she  adored  her  mother  ,  but  not  her  father  or  her  sisters  wanted  to  ever  talk  about  her.  ''  so  i  guess  ...  i  kind  of  know  what  it's  like.  ''  she  looks  up  and  carries  a  wistful  simper.  ''  you're  not  alone  ,  my  prince.  i  will  stay  with  you  ,  if  that's  something  that  you  want.  ''

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John Tucker Must Die (2006) — dir. Betty Thomas

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PENN BADGLEY in THE BOY IS MINE (2024) Ariana Grande

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                  he  does  feel  a  twinge  of  guilt  for  having  her  come  along  knowing  how  queasy  these  things  make  her,  but  after  her  reassuring  squeeze  of  his  hand  that  guilt  dissipates  and  is  replaced  with  nothing  but  admiration  for  his  girlfriend.  oli  braces  himself  as  the  piercer  approaches  him,  explaining  the  process  one  more  time  before  he  feels  the  sharp  sting  of  the  needle  poking  through  his  skin  and  he  hisses  briefly,  inadvertently  gripping  mina’s  much  smaller  hand  in  his.     “  sorry  baby.  ”     he  mutters,  as  the  action  is  repeated  and  now  two  lip  rings  adorn  his  pout.     “     alright,  girlfriend,  what  do  we  think?     ”     the  piercer  directly  asks  mina  and  oliver   turns  his  head  to  look  at  her,  smiling  as  wide  as  he  can  despite  the  fresh  soreness  he  feels.

          ❛  there's  actually  lots  of  things  you  won't  be  able  to  do,  but  i'll  allow  it.  for  the  culture,  ❜    she  teases  him  some  more  before  the  piercer  finally  enters  the  room.  there's  the  usual  spiel  about  positioning,  aftercare,  etcetera  that  mina  effectively  tunes  out  as  soon  as  the  sterile  needles  are  unpackaged  and  laid  out  for  use.  she  hides  her  faltering  smile  with  a  bite  of  her  lip.    ❛  i  love  you  babe,  and  i'll  hold  your  hand  and  everything,  but  i'll  be  standing  over  here.  ❜    mina  takes  a  few  steps  back  ;  still  close  enough  to  squeeze  her  boyfriend's  hand,  but  far  enough  to  look  away  from  the  scene  that'll  surely  make  her  stomach  churn.  there  isn't  much  that  can  make  her  squirm,  but  this  unfortunately  is  one  of  them.  she  gives  oliver  a  thumbs  up.    ❛  you  got  this.  ❜

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                  “ you break it, you buy it.” lizeth teases him gently with a laugh as he fumbles with the camera, taking a few steps back at his direction to pose herself against the scenic mountains. she makes sure to stick her tongue out during the last selfie between them and she thanks him once he passes the camera back over to her. the cold nips at her nose and that’s enough of an incentive to get her to help set up camp. “ i’m thinking of going on a small hike tomorrow morning to catch the sunrise and a higher point. would you like to tag a long? ” she asks as they walk side by side to rejoin their group.

adjusting the weight of his backpack, august reaches for the camera; it slips briefly in his grasp as he winds the strap around his wrist, and he hits the shutter button while trying to catch it. the flash goes off, the lens pointed in a random direction, and august laughs nervously. "sorry. i got it." he peers through the viewfinder, looking for a good shot. "how about... over there. yeah, move back a bit. perfect." the mountainside is right behind her, but just over her shoulder stretches the open sky, the expanse reaching into the distance beyond sight. he clicks off a few rapid ones, then, instinctively, turns it around and takes a few more shots of them both before he hands the camera back to liz.