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no-side-us · 5 months
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Letters From Watson Liveblog - Oct. 30
The Priory School, Part 4 of 4
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Shame on the Duke for trying to hush up what happened when there is a death involved, especially the death of someone that was trying to help in the first place.
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A real twist right here. I can't remember the last story that had a secret relation be revealed like this. It certainly puts things in perspective.
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Hatred/jealousy is somewhat understandable. Kidnapping much less so. In regards to the marriage, I'm not sure if that implies the Duchess knew James was actually the Duke's son or not, but I imagine she must have surmised something going on.
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I wanted the killer to be a horse, but at least this way there's a concrete murderer to be arrested.
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I wonder what little Lord Saltire is thinking through all this. To be kidnapped must have been fairly traumatic, then your dad shows up and you think you're rescued, then he leaves you with your kidnapper because his secretary asked him to. I hope he gets to go live with his mother at the end.
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That's certainly one solution. It's unfortunate he won't face any more consequences, but I guess it's some punishment since now he definitely has no chance of inheriting anything.
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Holmes not particularly caring about wealth is a great character trait, so it's nice when he does show some gratification from the rare times he does accept large payments.
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4
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Mrs. Hayes (Emily Rose) Gotham Knights 1x9 Dark Knight of the Soul (2023) 1/ 15
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surra-de-bunda · 1 year
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The 2005 AVN Adult Entertainment Expo photographed by Johnny Nunez (January 2005)
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bibliosims · 5 months
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milo hayes
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weirdlookindog · 6 months
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Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1931)
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Smoochy smoochy 😘
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ishmaels · 2 months
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Hayes Theatre production of the J&H musical was actually about three women who all want to top the same weird guy, but he turns out to be just the worst person ever
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mawu-yama · 23 days
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levyfox BOOOOOO
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andonutty · 8 months
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tag yourself i'm slow as usual
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electronicsquid · 7 months
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The witch appears in Mrs. McThing
(Nina Leen. 1952)
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musicalchaos07 · 7 months
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At least s4 didn't try to convince us that Hawkins has an airport
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americanpeoplescareme · 2 months
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Evan Peters Writing List
Evan Peters
Jimmy Darling
Luke cooper
Jeff Pfister
James Patrick March
Kai Anderson
Mr. Gallant
Edward Phillip Mott
Rory Monohan
Austin Sommers
Russell Hayes (no smut)
Peter Maximoff
Alex (adult world)
Warren Lipka
Colin Zabel
Max Cooperman
Let me know if you want me to write about any charactor that isnt on this list! I might add it on here or write you a story
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Mrs. Hayes (Emily Rose) Gotham Knights 1x9 Dark Knight of the Soul (2023) 15/ 15
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dreamypqulson · 2 years
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— counting stars
summary: you get stuck on the rooftop with none other than harriet hayes. perhaps she's not bad as you think she is. or perhaps she just looks really pretty under the moonlight.
pairing: harriet hayes x reader
word count: 2200
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When back luck decided to stuck, it hit at the worst possible time. You not only felt as if you had an awful show, but now you were stuck on the root top with none other than Harriet's Hayes.
It was silly, really.
You were enjoying the after party when Matt sent you up to the roof to turn the lights on after the power had suddenly went out.
It was simple, you just had to flip the backup switch on.
But of course Harriet had to follow you up. She was bored, is what she had said. She simply wanted to get fresh air. But when she's your shadow nine out of ten times, you find her excuses somewhat hard to believe.
She always had to be around you. But she hated you. And you despised her too.
She didn't like that you were gay, and you didn't like that she tried to push her beliefs on you. Harriet's Haye's stupidly pretty face pissed you off to no end. And you hated that stupidly pretty dress that she was wearing tonight; it hugged her small curves in the best ways, and you just wanted to rip it off.
You wanted her to stop making you feel like this, like the only way you would only be able to feel her skin, and taste her lips would be in your dreams. Like you had to fight wars with her to keep your feelings down within.
"There's no cell service" Harriet had said.
"Could've told you that one" was your piqued response, and you banged on the door one last time before giving up.
"Maybe we can climb down."
"Harriet, I hate to break it to you, but we aren't in one of your silly little movies" you told her plainly, without even making an effort to look at her.
You sat down on the concrete block, and pulled your coat tighter around your frame.
"Okay well calm down. At least i'm trying to think of ways to get out of here."
"Yes, because your ideas have been so helpful" you replied sarcastically, and could see that you were getting a rise out of Harriet.
She took a seat beside you, and you moved your leg when her knee hit yours. You hated that a single touch caused shivers down your spine. "You don't have to be so mean to me. I just trying to help, okay?"
You looked away, you wanted to cry, really. Her voice slightly quavered, and you wanted to take it all back. But, you refused to falter your demeanor around her, so, you provided an act of kindness instead. "Harriet, take my jacket. Your freezing," because you could feel her ice cold arm against yours.
"What?" she turned her head to the side, and now her face was incredibly close to yours. All you had to do was lean a little further, if you were to have the courage. "No. It's freezing out. I don't want you to be cold."
"Well you're the one who has to film for a movie soon, so I don't want you to get a cold. My dress sleeves are longer than yours anyways."
You took your jacket off, and placed it over Harriet's shoulders, where she then put her arms through it. It was cold out. Freezing. But you would let yourself get hypothermia if it was the punishment for making Harriet comfortable.
She was still looking at you, you could feel it on the side of your face. You could hear her soft breaths in your ear, over the millions of cars down below you. "Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?"
"I just don't want you to be cold, okay? Just forget about it."
"Fine." She turned her head back to face the view of the city.
"Fine."
Silence spoke for a few moments before- "Okay but why don't you want me to be cold. You hate me."
"Harriet!" you sighed "I don't hate you. That's the thing, I don't hate you as a person, I hate the way you ridicule my life choices."
"Well-"
"Can we just try to find a way out of here? Please? I seriously can't take this right now. First a terrible show, now this" you said, and was sure that if the party was going to hear anything, it would've been that.
You stood up and the blonde then replied with, "A terrible show? I thought you were great tonight."
You looked her dead in the eye, and she saw something in them, a sort of softness that you have never offered her before, and then she continued, "I thought you were amazing, actually. Better than me."
"Then I must've been good if the Harriet Hayes is saying this."
"You know, you don't have to act like i'm this big bad celebrity all the time. I think we're equals. You're outstanding" Harriet told you, matter of factly.
"You are in a million different movies. Everyone always wants to see Harriet Hayes on their tv. If it wasn't for you, Studio 60 wouldn’t have been as popular as it is."
She stood up and held you hand. Her’s was warm, as she had been warming them up in the pockets of your jacket. "I think that they just aren't looking hard enough into you because they know you'll take off further than they can reach. They're assholes, but if they just payed attention for a moment, they would understand what i'm saying."
"I- Wow. Thank you, Harriet." You titled your head down to conceal the blush that had taken ahold of your cheeks, and then you cleared your throat. "Uh- um...maybe we should figure out a way out of here."
"Definitely. I don't want to be spending the rest of the party up here."
And there it was again. She didn't want to be up here with you, she was simply being nice to put the tension and awkwardness on a halt for the time being. You knew who she really wanted to go spend her time with.
"Yeah, you would rather spend it with Matt. I know" you scoffed, dramatically.
"Well yes, because Matt was going to talk to me about my new skit" she said, and you felt as if the conversation previously, suddenly didn't happen. It was like she was an entirely different person whenever the thought of Matt would occur.
"Of course. It's always Matt."
“What is your problem with Matt? You know, you wouldn't be on the show if it wasn't for him."
"Oh would you look at that, Matt's my little fucking hero, getting me on this show, huh?"
"Gosh, it's like you're jealous" she slapped her hands to her side, and then lifted them up to pinch the bridge of her nose.
"Maybe I am."
"Then why are you even still here?"
“Because of you, Harriet, goddamn! It's like I can't get enough of you. Over Christmas break, all I could think about was you! I can’t go a single day without seeing your beautiful face, because I go absolutely insane. I need to hear you yelling at me over something stupid that I said, or to just feel you roll your eyes when I flip you off. I need that Harriet. I need you!"
She walked closer to you, her hand meeting your cheek. You flinched, figuring that she was going to slap you. You would deserve it, you thought.
She didn't. She didn't slap you. Her hand rested on the pink tinted flesh of your cheek. The warmth, mixing with the coldness of your skin. It felt nice. It felt like getting under a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate after playing in the snow as a kid. It felt like home.
"I'm in a new hell every time you get back with Matt. I can't stand it anymore, Harriet" you whispered, enough for her to hear. The moonlight made Harriet’s skin glisten, and you noticed that she, as well, was crying.
"You don't have to worry about that anymore."
"What-"
It was rare, the feeling. Something you've never felt once before. Something past that euphoric feeling that you get when you finally get to the top of the hill.
Harriet's lips felt soft against yours, and you felt greedy. You could taste the red wine on her lips, though she wasn't a single bit tipsy. This was Harriet's real decision.
And she wasn't very good at making decisions either. Never with Matt, nor with anyone she been with the time before that. She had always picked out the wrong ones. And they had never felt right to her anyways. This, this felt right.
However, greedy was an understatement. You were covering yourself in Harriet, and taking every piece of her to your grave. She was yours, for now, at least.
Withdrawing from her was quick, because you needed to breathe, and you hadn't even thought of it, as your brain had shut down and replaced it with everything Harriet.
"I don't wanna watch the Matt and Harriet show anymore. I wanna be one of the stars." She knew exactly what you meant, because she had felt the same way when you brought in your new girlfriend a while back. She was long gone now though, because all you could ever see in her eyes was a glimpse of Harriet.
Harriet, with her forehead still against yours, said, "We can make our own show. Together."
"Then you have to promise you won't cancel it on me."
"I wouldn't dare" she breathed against you "I don't think I ever want that door to open now, though."
You laughed, "Yes, if it didn't feel like it was below zero degrees out."
"Then let my body heat warm you up." She sat down, and then put her arms out for you.
You laid against her, not worrying that your hair would be messed up, because Harriet made everything feel a bit okay. "Do you think anyone is ever going to find us up here?"
You shifted against her so you could lay on her chest, used as a pillow. And for her arms, as a blanket would, covered you tightly.
"No, because sometimes it feels like it's just you and I in this world” she said.
"Even when I'm mean to you?"
"Even when you're mean to me. But I don't think that's going to be a problem anymore."
"It never should've been. I'm sorry. I feel terrible, and if I knew that this was the ending, then I never would've acted like that" you said, sympathetically.
"I threw my belief’s in your face, and made you feel awful about yourself, just to suppress my feelings for you."
"Sometimes people do crazy things when they're in love."
"They do."
Overtime, you ended up falling asleep on Harriet. She stayed awake to make sure you would be okay in the coldness, and to see if someone would come to the rescue.
Though by now, she figured the after party was just about ended.
She kissed the top of your head when she felt you begin to shift, and then you stretched out your limbs.
"Still up here?"
"Still up here." She confirmed, and your body shivered harder. You weren't properly dressed for this, but in your defensive, you were expecting to get stuck on the roof.
"Honey, your shaking so badly. Take your coat back."
As much as you were concerned for Harriet, you still listened because you were too exhausted to argue.
While you put your jacket back on and buttoned it up, you breathed in deeply. Harriet's scent had already consumed this jacket, and made it feel much cozier than before.
While you did this, Harriet banged on the door a few more times. If nobody were to hear you both now, then you would be here until the morning.
It was when you were dozing off again, that you heard you name being called. In a rather aggravated tone.
"Yeah?" You said, not giving much to open your eyes and look at her.
"Did you ever try pushing the door?"
"No...why?"
"Because, y/n, it's a fucking push door. Not a pull door. It's been open this entire time!"
With that, your eyes shot open, and you raced over to Harriet. The door, was in fact, open. But if you were being honest, you didn't regret any of this. Even if you were going to wake up with a cold tomorrow morning.
"Oh..."
"Oh my god" she laugh breathily. "I can't even be mad at you with that face, either."
You smiled harder, your eyes squinting though the sleepiness to look at her. "Let's go, you goof. How about you just stay at my place tonight?"
"Would love nothing more, baby."
You walked right past her, feeling her beam brightly, and stare at you with heart eyes bigger than the moon.
If it weren't for your forgetfulness, you wouldn't be going home with her. So really, neither of you could actually be mad. You would take a cold over having to spend another day without kissing Harriet.
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vvanessaives · 2 years
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pov: he's threatening you because you don't want to eat fried chicken for dinner and he really craves it
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taffetastrology · 11 months
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The signs as Mr. Selfridge costumes
Aries
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Taurus
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Gemini
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Cancer
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Leo
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Virgo
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Libra
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Scorpio
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Sagittarius
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Capricorn
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Aquarius
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Pisces
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