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#Songs and Silencers
myth-blossom · 2 months
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for songs & silencers: aly & aj's slow dancing perhaps?
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BELLE!!! I hope you’re having a wonderful day! 🥳🥳🥳
Here is a lil something based on your awesome Aly & Aj song request 🥰 I hope you enjoy!
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Providence loved parties and the luxuries that accompanied them. It took little to convince the Heralds to host an exclusive gala for their organization, the likes of which would rival the Met’s in both exclusivity and splendor. They would celebrate their power in one of the finest art museums in the world while welcoming new members into the fold, an annual tradition made possible at the behest of the Constant. It was normally held in a far more secluded location, but the Heralds were pleased with the change from remote castles and the chaos that was cliff parking, and Diana set them free to make the new arrangements.
The event was indeed lavish and extravagant with many of the world’s most powerful businesspeople and power brokers in attendance. They mingled and conspired as Diana expected them to, indulging in the finest spirits and spilling their secrets for her to use against them later. She plastered a smile on her face for the Heralds as she masqueraded through the pageantry, engaging the practice she had perfected after many long and difficult months behind enemy lines. Her personal security team began to shrink as she spoke with various ambassadors and CEOs, but she mentioned that observation to no one.
She allowed herself a break from the gala to explore the museum proper, setting her sights beyond the party toward a new exhibition on mythology and space. Her heels clicked lightly along the tiled floor as her bodyguards followed not far behind. One by one their thudded steps disappeared as she reached her destination, leaving her with only the pleasant music of the band echoing from the main hall. 
The exhibition was spread across a fairly large room and two adjoining halls, each room offering a variety of paintings, pottery, sculptures, and tablets based on various mythological representations related to space. The central room was lit softly with a changing glass installation overhead, its design alternating displays of constellations, nebulae, and supernovas from the heavens. Diana enjoyed a moment watching the majesty above when a voice appeared behind her, her heart leaping in recognition.
“You shouldn’t wander off.”
“I wasn’t alone,” she reminded 47. “You didn’t kill them?”
“No,” he confirmed. “But they were sloppy.”
“That’s a shame. They’re the best Providence has to offer.” Diana smiled warmly as she turned to face him. “Though against you, they never stood a chance.”
He flashed a smirk before easing into a soft look, a look he reserved only for her. “You planned for this,” he murmured.
“I did.”
“Why?”
“I wanted to see you,” she admitted softly. “To remember what I’m fighting for.”
47 nodded in understanding. “It’s been a long time.”
“It has.” A brief silence stretched between them. “I didn’t know if you would come.”
Diana’s voice was steady, but she felt the betrayal of tears threaten to spill over. He closed the distance and gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing away the vulnerable evidence as she nestled into his familiar touch.
“I wanted to see you, too.”
He placed a soft kiss on her lips, a kiss that deepened and lingered from months of distance and longing. They rested their foreheads together and savored the tenderness of their reunion.
“How long do we have?” he asked, knowing her absence would soon be noticed.
“A few more minutes, perhaps.”
“Good,” he replied, taking her hand in his.
They embraced under the stars, letting the sweet echo of the band serenade their slow dance. The song would be over soon and he would make his escape and she would return to her mission. But for a moment they were together, and for a moment, they found heaven in each other's arms.
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catmask · 1 year
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does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.
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avemakuta · 3 months
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So, the Silence was able to turn Melody Pond into a time lady due to the fact that she was conceived in the TARDIS, and then they raised her to be an assassin. But also, the TARDIS she was conceived in was partially possessed by a giant omnicidal space dog.
This probably isn't true, but it would be really funny if some of Sutehk got into her, and her assassin training was actually teaching her to be LESS trigger-happy. Like, her first word were "I SHALL BRING DESTRUCTION AND DEATH TO ALL LIVING THINGS" and the Silence had to be like "no, sweetie, just the Doctor."
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jngsite · 3 months
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͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸 ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝖪𝖨𝖣𝖲.
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kimseokjinn · 4 months
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The fake maknae line
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ravenluckarts · 3 months
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Doodle of River from my favourite episode
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gallifreyanhotfive · 5 months
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Brilliant. Fifteen, you can bring a dead butterfly back to life.
Now go get your wife out of that goddamn Library.
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starry-bi-sky · 6 months
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i have been unmedicated for the entirety of spring break and thus have had little interest in writing this down, but i have been thinking about this for the entire week (as well as a dpdc clone danny au that resulted in it becoming its entirely separate batman au that includes a teenage vigilante bruce wayne, an ocarina, and me entirely incapable of making a batman au without making bruce dirt poor but we're not talking about that) and so i've finally went 'fuck it' and forcibly grabbed my laptop. I will get this done in one sitting even if it kills me.
BUT. This is about neither clone^2 danny nor about who i am calling Ocarina Batman. This is about my Danyal Al Ghul Au and more SPECIFICALLY it's me thinking about his relationship with Sam and Tucker specifically.
Tucker and Sam? Adore this asshole (affectionate) with every fiber of their being. And it is very much a reciprocated feeling, but Danny's thoughts will not be delved into much other than he would kill for them.
Tucker? The only person currently capable of getting a deep, loud, belly laugh out of Danny. Sam can get him to smile and to laugh, but it's the kind that's a chuckle-under-the-breath. The quiet, looks-down-while-huffing laughter. Snorts once with laughter and then grins stupidly.
But Tucker? Tucker can crack a slew of stupid jokes and Danny will be incapacitated for the next five minutes because he's laughing so hard that he can't breath. He lands one well-timed pun or quip and Danny will be close to tears. His laughter is their favorite sound in the whole world.
Sam is lowkey jealous of this ability, and she's gotten a belly laugh out of Danny a few times. But alas, it is Tucker who wields this power and has gotten it the most times out of the two of them.
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They're also both physically affectionate with Danny as much as possible. It started roughly around when they were 12-ish, a year since they befriended Danny, and they noticed that he sought after touch but never seemed to initiate (and was in some ways repulsed by it). They started slowly being more touchy with him. Hooking a finger around his to lead him somewhere, tapping his wrist, looping arms. Little touches, grabs, etc, to get him used to it, and once he started doing it back they started increasing it.
It's gotten to a point where he will now just. Lay on them. Like a lizard sunbathing on a rock. Leaning on their backs when they're sitting in class before the bell rings, his chin on their heads. He'll talk about anything with his arms looped around their shoulders.
If they're sitting on a couch at either of their houses, he'll lay his legs on theirs. Him and Tucker will press their feet against the other's and try and push against them (newsflash: Danny always wins, Tucker claims its the ghost strength but Danny's been winning since before his accident)
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Naturally, both Sam and Tucker know where Danny keeps his weapons on his person, and are allowed to grab them off of him if they need it. His only requirement is that they don't lose his weapons if they take it and forget to return it immediately.
They both understand how big of a thing this is from Danny, and so they do their best to treat his weapons with a lot of respect and care because they know its his way of saying he trusts them.
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Sam and Tucker are so fond of Danny it's insane. Like fr. That's their goddamn best friend, and they are so protective of him. Emotionally, physically, you name it. They will tear the head off a grown man if they need to, Danny's had scars since he arrived in Amity Park and Sam and Tucker both are going to find the person who put them there and make them pay for it.
One time, Tucker overheard a bunch of upperclass girls speaking nastily about Danny and about the rumors surrounding him, calling him names like 'freak', 'monster', etc. Danny was with him and heard it, and seemingly appeared unbothered by it, even telling Tucker that he was used to such rumors.
Tucker was so furious that hacked into the school system later that night and tanked those girls grades. They were kicked out of their clubs and had to go to mandatory tutoring for the rest of the year. He made sure to leave some way of letting them know it was him who did it.
And Sam doesn't like using her money for things, doesn't like abusing that wealth. So instead, whenever her parents talk bad about Danny, she causes a media incident that has her parents scrambling to deal with. She does something wild, outrageous by her parents' standards.
She heard some boys on the basketball team making fun of Danny once, similar to those girls had. She kicks up a fuss about something eco-unfriendly at school and forcibly holds a protest on the same day of the big home basketball game, forcing them to cancel the event and reschedule to a visiting school.
She anonymously donates money so that there's new uniforms for the team but oops! Looks like she "forgot" to donate enough money for them to get uniforms for all the team members, and strangely enough those boys in particular didn't get them! Looks like they'll have to wait until more money gets donated for the basketball team to get their new, nice uniforms. The old ones look so ratty in comparison, right?
And since the football team gets most of the sport money, that might just take awhile. And if (and when) they kick up a fuss? oops! Off the basketball team you go, :) such unsportsman-like behavior is unfit for the team.
(The only good thing about how corrupt the school system is is that she can use it to her advantage too.)
The both of them know that Danny suspects them for the sudden misfortune falling on these people, but he doesn't call them out on it. He's kinder than he used to be, but not kind enough to vouch for people who speak badly of him. Sometimes, he might just congratulate them on not getting caught.
Because Danny is their wonderful, hurt friend with a "slightly" Blue and Orange Moral code, and enough scars that people have been calling him a criminal (and worse) since he arrived in Amity Park when he was ten. And they'll be damned if he gets hurt anymore.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#danyal al ghul#its kinda hard to get my thoughts in order bc i am ✨unmedicated✨ rn BUT#this is the gist of it#i could wax poetic about how much sam and tucker adore danny as their friend but alas. the wax is not waxing. it is stuck to the paper#and i am chipping it off with my nail and its getting stuck under it.#ocarina batman has been in my head since friday someone come sedate me. him and pit fighter batman too. who is ALSO a piss poor teenage#bruce wayne who instead of a vigilante and villains is a PIT FIGHTER. he fights blindfolded thats why he's called the bat#ocarina batman's Look is if you combined punk + assassins creed aesthetic together and then gave it an ocarina#the ocarina is because i thought it'd be cool if its how he and robin communicated across long distances bc they didnt have comms#because they are ✨poor✨ and live in a one room apartment in crime alley.#and also the mental image of him sitting on. rooftop ledge in the rain playing 'song of storms' from LoZ was too fantastic to ignore#like bro imagine hearing that as a criminal. you're off doing shady shit with your gang and in the distance you hear the faint and#haunting melody of an ocarina. two of them in a call and response duet. and its getting closer. and you cannot find where#siren type shit fr fr#look he has the assassins creed hood and a long ass coat that has spikes on the end that when flared out looks like the silhouette of a bat#on fucking GOD i am this 👌 close to finding an artist doing commissions to make this for me. i am frothing at the mouth#he is 17-19 years old with his little brother-son Robin. Logically Robin is Dick but in my heart of hearts the first Robin is Jason#and he has perfected the art of getting his older brother to play songs on the pan flute for him. long pitchy whine on his own ocarina#the familiar childlike 'pleeeaaaaaaase?' and he knows he's won when there is a 10s silence on the other end before his brother plays#a lullaby.#look up 'sailor moon - pan flute (relaxing) on youtube' and when there's the thumbnail of two green skinned aliens with long blue and pink#hair. click on it. THAT is the song Bruce plays.#hhhhhhhhhhh frothing at the mouth over this au sooo fucking badly
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madisonbeersource · 8 months
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madisonbeer: make you mine song n lyric visualizer out now 🤸🤍
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thinkdoctorriver · 1 month
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The Husbands of River Song // Silence in the Library
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thekinglemingle · 10 months
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Proposal for Big Finish: David Tennant and Alex Kingston low stakes adventure, with the twist being that it's retired Fourteen not Ten and he can't let River realise that he knows their whole deal. He so desperately wants to tell her how much he misses her, but he can't spoil the existence of the second regeneration cycle and ruin Twelve's surprise.
And that's why River thinks she's seen Ten much older than he was in the library.
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myth-blossom · 4 months
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I have had “Cold Hard Bitch” by Jet stuck in my head for days…
Hello Nonny! That song is so damn fun and I’ve been blasting it on my speakers again. It got me thinking about Diana and Grey and the frenemy nature of their relationship. With that in mind, I hope you like how I re-envisioned their first meeting. Enjoy! 😁
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She entered the popular lounge and chose a private booth in the back, her image clear in the reflection of the large mirror behind the bar’s bottle display. Her sultry blue cocktail dress replaced the muted colors of professional wear he had grown accustomed to seeing, though for a Friday night, her change of attire wasn’t unusual. He casually sipped his bourbon and watched her order a drink before lighting a cigarette.
Lucas Grey didn’t know what to expect of Diana Burnwood, and that bothered him. When Olivia was unable to dig up much about Burnwood’s past, he decided to follow her from a safe distance. After a week’s worth of quiet observation, he hadn’t discovered much about her personality, her habits, her potential weaknesses or her hidden strengths. She handled herself carefully, not that he expected much else with her ICA affiliation. Though as a handler to 47, he had rather hoped she would let some sort of intel slip.
Getting closer wasn’t ideal, but it was a calculated risk for his mission. Burnwood became slightly easier for Olivia to track and him to travel to, with her having stayed in one place for longer than a few days for once. If he hoped to learn anything about her and get an opportunity to reunite with 47, he would have to close the distance between her daily route and his recent perch over the café across the street.
He was impressed when the bartender appeared with another bourbon for him ten minutes later, its pour coming from a finer vintage than he had previously consumed. “On behalf of the lady, sir,” she offered, gesturing to the back of the lounge in Burnwood’s direction. It seemed his target was sharper than he realized.
Grey took the glass and turned in his seat to raise a toast in her direction. She nodded and seemed to beckon him to the booth with a smile. Against his better judgment, he left the bar to make his approach.
“Was that an invitation?” he asked. She sipped the last of her wine and returned the glass to the table.
“I thought this would give you a better view,” she teased. “Please, sit.”
He slid into the booth beside her, guarded but wearing a smirk. She had chosen the best area of the lounge with no neighboring patrons nearby to pay them any mind, as if her presence dictated the exclusive reservation of the space. She was certainly interesting, if perhaps more dangerous than he had originally given her credit for. He couldn’t allow the distraction of her dress raised high on her thigh as her slender leg crossed over the other, or of the shape of her painted lips as she blew out a steady stream of smoke… 
He tore himself away to gesture at her empty wine glass. 
“Can I return the favor?” He noted the imprint left behind by her lipstick and ignored the urge to stare at the origin. “A glass of red, was it?”
“That’s correct,” she nodded. He signaled a waiter over to refresh her drink before giving them privacy once more. “Thank you, Mr….”
“Call me John,” he replied.
“John,” Burnwood repeated, her face neutral but her tone offering a hint of mischief. “Do you come here often, John?”
He sipped his bourbon, its taste more striking the second time around. He would’ve feared the addition of poison had he not watch her keep still at her table the entire time. This is a great vintage, he thought, and let his caution stay hidden beneath a calm expression.
“No. Just visiting.”
“How do you find it?”
He eyed the well-dressed businessmen and socialites near the bar with not-so-subtle disdain. “The crowd is unappealing—present company excluded, of course,” he gestured to her stiffly. She chuckled. “The drink is decent, though.”
“I see. And is it the drink or the company that keeps you here?”
He held her gaze as he drank his bourbon. “I haven’t decided.”
She placed her hand on his thigh and leaned in closer. He felt his breath catch in his throat at her intimate touch, her warm breath tickling his ear as his grip tightened on his near-empty glass. 
”Oh, but I think you have…”
Just observe, he tried to remind himself. You’re only here to observe.
The voice of reason faded into nothing as he allowed her temptation to meet his lips, his eyes closing easily at the pleasurable sensation of a stranger’s kiss. It had been months…years?…since he last allowed himself such a delicacy, and for good reason. It was far too easy to get distracted from his surroundings, to let his guard down, to become prey instead of predator in enemy territory—
Fuck!
He felt the recognizable sting of a needle pricking his leg, his attention so ensnared by the temptress that he neglected to notice her subtle movement. He would’ve spat a particular curse against her lips had his vision not immediately grown foggy, his body succumbing to the drowsy effects of the sedative. She took the glass from his loosened grip as his arm thudded weakly to the table.
“I don’t know who you are or how you found me, but I won’t let it happen again,” she murmured, her voice slipping away as his head dropped to his chest. He watched her drink the last of his bourbon before exhaustion claimed his vision.
“Sleep well, John.”
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masterreborn · 1 year
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conceptually the introduction of river song as a character fucking slaps and i’m never gonna get over it. like. imagine you meet someone for the first time, except she knows everything about you, even the things you’ve never told anyone before. she touches your face and looks at you like you hung the stars themselves. and then she sacrifices herself so you can live — “time can be rewritten,” you tell her, and she says, “not those times. not one line. don’t you dare.” you watch her die and it hurts in the strangest way, because you didn’t know her, not really. but you will, someday. all you can do is wait until your paths cross again.
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chrisbesitos · 1 month
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madison meeting your baby daughter for the first time.
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Y/N never expect to date a famous singer, but here she is, driving to a restaurant to finally introduce your baby daughter to Madison. She was excited, but at the same time scared of how she was react.
Madison was super excited, she loves to hear Y/N talk about Eloise and see pictures of they together. She knows since they started to talk that Y/N was a single mom, but it wasn't a problem for her. Y/N always had relationship issues, because they run away when find out she is a mom, but Madison stay.
In the restaurant, Madison was waiting inside and she opened a soft smile when saw Y/N and Eloise. The 4 year old girl was so pretty in a pink dress covered with white flowers, she looks so much with her mother. Y/N smiled to Madison, holding her baby daughter on her lap, she was hiding her face in the crook of her neck by the shyness.
"Hey, sweetheart!" Madison got up to hug her girlfriend — and her baby daughter —, Y/N embrace the brunette shoulder with her free arm and let a gentle kiss on her cheek.
"Hi, Mads." Y/N reply. Eloise is still hiding her face, Madison smiled. "You don't want to say 'hi' to Madison, baby?"
Eloise slowly raised her head and looked at Madison, she gave a little smile and her cheeks got a pink tone. Madison cooed, she was the cutest thing in the whole world.
"Hi, Madison." She said with her cheek pressing her mom's shoulder.
"Hi, Eloise. I was so excited to meet you." Madison remembers that she had something to Eloise, so she held the box that was in the table and handed it to the little girl. "This is for you, I hope you like it."
"Oh, Mads, you don't have it—" Y/N was interrupted by Madison's shake head. Eloise holds the box with her eyes shining of excitement, she loves to get gifts. "How do we say, Elo?"
"Thank you, Madison!" She opened a big smile, shaking the box to know what was inside.
They sit, so Eloise could open her gift. It was a plushie of My Melody, the little girl opened a smile and showed her new plushie to her mom. Y/N had tell Madison that she loves Hello Kitty and Friends, so the plushie was a perfect gift for her and Madison also loves My Melody too.
Madison spent the whole night talking with Eloise, Y/N was passionate by the way the way her girlfriend was treating her baby daughter, no one never had done this before. She knows Madison was the woman of her life, she could cry in that moment.
Eloise gave Madison one of her smile potatoes from her kid meal — she didn't even share her food with Y/N —, she also talked about her day in the kindergarten and how she draw a butterfly and colored with pink and blue. Now Madison knows her favorite color, which is blue, and also knows her favorite movie and song.
By the end of the night, Eloise was upset that she had to go home and not see Madison anymore, but Madison says that they can meet again soon.
"Madison, are you going to marry my mom?" Eloise asks looking at Madison.
"Eloise!" Y/N said.
"I really hope, Elo!" She replied, Madison bent down to be at the same height as Eloise. "Please, tell her to say 'yes', okay?"
Of course Eloise said this to her mother. After putting Elo in the bed, Y/N thought that she definitely would say 'yes' to Madison.
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i really want to write more madison w a single mom!reader
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jngsite · 4 months
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͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝗂𝖿 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗆𝖾 ͏ ͏ ͏ ( ͏ ͏ ͏𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗆𝖾 ͏ ͏ ͏) ͏ ͏ ͏𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇
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͏ ͏ ͏𝗂'𝗅𝗅 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝖻𝗎𝗍 ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗒𝗈𝗎
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͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎
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personinthepalace · 30 days
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the first scene that Emily and Edward ever filmed together was the shower scene omigod haha
from Emily Bader’s interview with Entertainment Weekly
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