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pretttybxby · 1 year
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I wrote a little devastating Larissa Weems and Marilyn Thornhill fic.
That’s all.
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pretttybxby · 2 years
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Donna Hayward & Laura Palmer in Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me // Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Paris, Monday, 3 July 1939) // Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Paris, 21 February 1941) // Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Paris, 16 October 1939) // Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sarte, (7 November 1939) // Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Paris, Tuesday 12 September 1939)
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pretttybxby · 2 years
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Mike please stop with the religious trauma horror I can’t take it anymore
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pretttybxby · 2 years
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no one:
mike flanagan making a show:
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lorraine warren being beautiful [6/∞]
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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Joan of Arc by John Everett Millais, 1865 / "Dear John" by Taylor Swift
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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a quiet biddable wife (rated e, wc ~11,300, warnings: graphic sex, bondage, D/s dynamics)
There are certainly many men of their generation who wouldn't allow their wife to keep working after they got married, let alone happily work with their wife side by side. Especially not after having children. There are men of their generation who expect submission and subservience as if they're one in the same. Inside of the house and outside of it. In church, in the kitchen, in the bedroom. Ed expects none of it. He never has. It is, perhaps, why she can give it to him so freely. He’s never wanted her to be a quiet, biddable wife. He does not find meekness or engineered humility to be desirable qualities in one, and cringes at the term helpmeet whenever it’s spoken aloud. But still, they’ve always found clearly defined rules and roles to be a comfort. (Set after the scene in the television studio where Ed loses his temper at the professor on live TV in The Conjuring 2. The long awaited brat!Lorraine fic.)
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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2.06 // 3.03 → lilith and mary turning adam’s ring in their hands.
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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Absolutely a sucker for the “ARE YOU HURT” once over. The wandering hands, frantically checking for blood or pain just SOMETHING. ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED of what they might find while searching. The panicked look on the face of the person doing the checking, the glossy, confused “I’m fine” from the person being checked. HOO BOY just inject that shit right into my veins
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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are you a lace or velvet person?? mountains or fields?? paperback or hard cover?? rose bush or fruit tree??
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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vivienne westwood aw91
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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spooky season’s finally here so i made a quiz to celebrate: which female horror archetype are you?
please tag your results, i need to know which of you fellow freaks i’m compatible with.
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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VERA FARMIGA as Livia Soprano  in The Many Saints of Newark (2021) dir. Alan Taylor.
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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Originally a prompt from @pretttybxby , the second of three chapters! Sorry this took me ages to update 😅
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pretttybxby · 3 years
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paper thin (rated e, wc ~4,900, warnings: sexual content)
It’s such a small thing, but he likes to know that if he’s jolted awake in the middle of the night, he can just roll over and reach for her. He focuses on the small sounds she’s making instead -- her long, uneven breaths, the small sighs as she shifts her weight from one side of her lower back to the other, the rustling of the blankets as she first brings them up to her chin, and then lowers them back down to her chest. She’s not asleep. Not even close. “What are you thinking about, hon?” he asks, keeping his voice low. Lorraine exhales loudly. “How’d you know I was awake?” (Set during the second Conjuring movie.)
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