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Dark Academia Movie Rec: Another country (1984)

“In your heart of hearts, like Barclay and Delahay and Fowler and me, you still believe, inspite of your talk of equality and fraternity, you still believe that some people are better than others because of the way they make love.”

― Guy Bennett

PS: I’m doing a survey on Dark Academia for a university project, if you like DA, I’d be happy to have you do it: https://forms.gle/bhFRX9ivTs9BXXdj8

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when you’re ready to murder a bitch

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everybodyelsedying​:

Ashildr had her doubts grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around him, “I’m fairly certain you won’t, but I agree that we shouldn’t chance it,” She kissed his cheek. “But it is pretty, and it shouldn’t last too long. We should definitely take advantage of it while we can if you feel up for it tomorrow.” She sat down beside him, watching the snow fall.

Pierre held on to the blanket when he put it around him, snuggling into it for warmth. “I would like that,” he mused, “Just for a short while. It looks so peaceful, don’t you think?” He leaned into her until their shoulders touched. “When Philippe and I were young, we always dreamed of a white Christmas. We never got one.”

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Me, a princess? Shut up!

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 @everybodyelsedying “ Look! It started to snow! “

Ashildr smiled at her husband, “That’s why we should spend every Christmas in England. It never snows in Genovia,” That was a vast overstatement, but it was definitely colder, and therefore much more Christmasy in England at least to Ashildr. “Aren’t you worried you’ll freeze?” She teased him.

“I might,” Pierre replied, glancing down at her with an amused sparkle in his eyes before looking back out of the window. A shiver ran through him and he wrapped his sleeping gown tighter around him. “It is a bit chilly as a matter of fact. But very pretty.” With fascination he watched the snow flakes gently fall from the sky. “Do you think it will settle? If it does, maybe I will feel good enough tomorrow to go out.”

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“You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy. The mode of your declaration merely spared me the concern I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentleman-like manner.”

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sex and the city more like celibacy and rural area

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inevitcble‌:

rp partner: you okay with multiple thre- me:

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Colin Firth♥♥♥

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@everybodyelsedying

I’m not in love with you.

But since knowing you, I feel like I understand love songs for the first time.

I’m not in love with you.

But every second I’m with you I swear the world gets warmer.

I’m not in love with you.

But I’m jealous of everyone who gets to spend time with you.

I’m not in love with you.

But I wish we could be together forever.

I’m not in love with you.

But every time we say goodbye I start figuring out excuses to see you again.

I’m not in love with you.

But it’s hard not to stare at you when you’re around.

I’m not in love with you.

But damn I wish I were in love with you.

And that you were in love with me.

And that it could be that simple.

Because then I would know what to do with all this love that I do have for you.

We would know the steps to this dance and we would do it together and it would be beautiful and then maybe it would end but it would be beautiful anyway because it would have happened and isn’t that a miracle?

And I’ve tried to learn that dance before—the one I’ve seen so many other people do. I swear to God I have. But I just can’t hear the music.

So, for now I’ll sit. And I’ll watch you find people who can hear it. And I’ll clap while you twirl with them and I’ll cheer for every dip and spin.

And in the meantime I’ll keep listening. For a single note, a chord, a melody—anything. Not because I care about the music or even the dance.

But because I love you.

I’m just not in love with you.

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girls holding roses

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"It's my responsibility to look after you and the children and I didnt," Pierre replied with a shake of his head. "Even if thats so, they are doing it because of me. I have failed you. All of you." He turned in her embrace to bury his face against her shoulder. "Forgive me."

[ rock ] - to hold your muse and rock gently from side to side

Ashildr had been keeping her distance from Pierre, but now regretted it. She moved close wrapping her arms around him. "it's alright. Everything will be alright."

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Colin Firth at the “Bridget Jones’s Baby” NY Premiere (2016)