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lilycollinspics · 1 year
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midgexlennyx · 1 year
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i’m premiering my brand new edit in like 30 minutes so be there pls!!! i’m heartbroken fr.
EDIT: ITS OUT!
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tvshowscouples · 2 days
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If you love Emily&Alfie (Emily in Paris) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)
thank you!
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gracies-dzienny · 1 year
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1liv · 1 year
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“Cooper, what have I got to do to get you to stop singing?”
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cosmileech · 19 days
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Emily youcis is on tiktok now and has been complaining about alfred alfer fans being transgender this is so great you guys.
Anyway, love the art not the artist. Alfred's Playhouse is a huge comfort show for a lot of our system but Emily Youcis is a horrible person. Her comments are mostly full of alfred fans supporting her which isn't okay. Please remember: she is a far-right extremist. She is a neo nazi, a transphobe, a racist and a shitty person who I promise does not like you.
As much as she says she likes her fans she's talking about her white cishet blonde-hair blue-eyed fans only. She's a shitty person and we've gotta stop romanticizing her.
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tvstcff · 1 year
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I just finished Emily in Paris and I knew Emily and Alfie wouldn't last. He was always just an obstacle for her and Gabriel so was always going to only be around for a short time BUT he's so much better then Gabriel! HE moved to Paris for her. HE doesn't have feelings for another woman. HE is not stringing two women along at the same time. HE hasn't been emotionally cheating
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⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️
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bouncydragon · 9 months
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warm winter
I wrote something again! It is soft and fluffy. It was inspired by this amazing fanart by @whentommymetalfie. I hope you like it!
Fandom: Peaky Blinders
Pairing: Tommy x Alfie
Word count: 1447
Summary: On a very snowy day, Alfie and Tommy enjoy some soft time together.
Warnings: None, it's just some sweet domestic fluff.
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It was one of those rare afternoons that were just so very calm and completely devoid of any responsibilities. Alfie liked those days under normal circumstances already but today was special because Tommy—the lovely bastard—was in London for the whole weekend, and they’d get to spend it together, able to just be them and be close without fear of judgement and persecution. That was also a very rare thing, a very nice thing but unfortunately rare. At least in the sense that they didn’t have business to deal with. Any chance they got to be themselves, they cherished and enjoyed to the fullest.
Although the circumstance that led to their much desired time together this weekend was not ideal. Far from it and Alfie hoped it would not be repeated in the future.
It hadn’t actually been the plan that Tommy would be here this weekend. Alfie hadn’t even known that he was coming to London. Apparently, Tommy had come to drop off a Christmas present for his nephew and then decided to visit Alfie—after all, he was already in London, so he might as well. Alfie was somewhat convinced that the story about the nephew’s present was just a cover for his family back in Birmingham—the only one who knew of them at this point was Tommy’s sister Ada—just to give them a reason why exactly he was going to London on Christmas Eve, especially since there had been warnings of heavy snowfall on the radio.
Said snowfall was also the reason why Tommy was staying the whole weekend now because it had been strongly discouraged to drive in this weather—not that either of them was complaining, mind you, it was rather convenient. A very welcome change indeed and Alfie was not ashamed about hoping that Tommy’s stay would somehow be extended beyond the weekend.
But Alfie did not like that Tommy had walked to his house in the snow and freezing cold. He had been uncontrollable shivering when he had arrived, standing on Alfie’s doorstop covered in snow, dangerously looking like he was about to become a snowman. The snowflakes in his dark hair—Tommy had forgotten his cap at his sister’s place—had reminded Alfie of stars in the night sky, which was unfortunate because although Tommy still looked very, very pretty, he also looked utterly and completely miserable, which was not a good look on him to be honest; looked like a kicked puppy, that was also freezing its tail off.
So Alfie had quickly pulled Tommy inside and got him out of his clothes, something he really loved doing but not in this context. Tommy had been shivering so much that he had been unable to talk, he had just kept holding on to Alfie as the man had helped him undress. Alfie cursed his stubborn lover for choosing good-looking clothes over practical ones. A suit simply was not the right choice of clothing in the middle of winter. Sure, he had a coat but evidently that hadn’t helped much after a certain point.
Alfie had given Tommy something warm to wear and then started a fire in the fireplace in his living room—the general heating could be unreliable sometimes, and a fire was cosier anyway. He had made some camomile tea in the kitchen while Tommy had gotten comfortable on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
It was quite the sight he walked in on when he brought the tea to the living room.
Tommy was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, a blanket loosely wrapped around his shoulders and clad in one of Alfie’s knitted jumpers—it was a very nice shade of blue, which brought out Tommy’s eyes nicely—and some comfy trousers. The jumper was a size or two too big for Tommy and his hands disappeared in the sleeves. Cyril was curled up next to him. All in all, Tommy looked cosy and very soft—and Alfie might have just fallen a little bit more in love with him.
Alfie sat down next to him and immediately Tommy rested his head on his shoulder. Alfie smiled, rubbing his back. “Better?”
Tommy just simply nodded and Alfie was starting to worry because Tommy still hadn’t said a single word since turning up at his door. He hoped he wouldn’t get sick. Alfie got the impression that Tommy was difficult and a right fucking arse when sick. As much as he loved him, and even though he’d still take care of him of course, he was not entirely sure if he’d have the patience to deal with Tommy when he had a cold, or worse. But there was not much he could do about it right now, just wait and see.
He gave Tommy a cup of tea and watched as he took it gingerly, trying not to spill anything as his hands were still trembling slightly. Tommy just held the cup in his hands for a while, letting it warm his frozen hands. Eventually he relaxed and took a sip, followed by a content and pleased hum—Tommy was quite particular about his tea and it had taken Alfie ages to get it right.
Alfie smiled. “Now?”
Tommy just nodded again and just focused on enjoying his tea. Alfie decided to continue the book he had been reading when Tommy had rung the bell. Tommy was leaning into him, just drinking one cup of camomile tea after another until the pitcher was empty.
Alfie shook his head amused. “You need to go easy on the camomile. You’re gonna get crazy.”
Tommy flashed him a tiny smile but it got interrupted by a big yawn, which he unsuccessfully tried to hide.
“How about a nap?” Alfie suggested, tenderly carding his fingers through Tommy’s soft, tousled hair. He received another short nod as answer and then Tommy gently made Alfie lie down so he could positively flop on top of him.
Alfie chuckled and waited until Tommy had gotten comfortable—which was an actual lengthy process that included using his chest as pillow (something he always did anyway), hugging him as best as the position allowed and snuggling into him with an effort that Alfie only knew from Cyril, to be honest. Seriously, this process took a lot longer than one might imagine because somehow Tommy made a science out of it. Once Tommy was finally comfortable—Alfie could tell by the way he melted into the warmth of his body—Alfie pulled the blanket over him, all the way up to his chin, and wrapped his arms around him.
Cyril lifted his head and looked at Alfie, tilting his head to the side in question. Alfie put a finger to his lips. “Shh. Nap time, boy,” he whispered. Cyril yawned and curled back into a ball by their feet. Alfie smiled and decided to give his eyes a little rest as well.
When he opened them again, a quick glance to the clock on the mantle of the fireplace told him that it was a couple of hours later. Thankfully the fire was still going, if weakly, and the room was comfortably warm. Tommy was still asleep and practically wrapped around Alfie, his face smooshed into his chest. Alfie smiled and played with his hair while watching the snow fall outside. It was getting dark and the snowfall had calmed down a little at least but it did not look like it would actually stop anytime soon.
Some tiny movement made Alfie pay attention to his now slowly awakening partner. Tommy made a soft sound, a sleepy hum, and opened his eyes slowly, blinking a few times. He yawned, burying his face in Alfie’s chest to hide it again.
“Hello there, treacle. Did you sleep well?” Alfie greeted him softly, brushing away some locks of hair from his forehead.
“Mhmmm.” At least that was more than a nod, finally. Sometimes Tommy’s silent nature infuriated Alfie. “You’re very comfy. Soft and warm. Good pillow,” he added drowsily.
Alfie chuckled and rolled his eyes. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“I always do.” Tommy raised his head a little so he could look at Alfie. He smiled softly. “I love you.”
Alfie smiled back, kissing his forehead tenderly. “I love you too.”
Tommy hummed and just snuggled into Alfie again, nuzzling his neck, and quickly fell asleep again. Alfie sighed smiling. As long as Tommy was comfortable, he didn’t mind. At latest, he’d have to wake Tommy when the fire went out, so he could rekindle it. That was still a little while away, so Alfie just held Tommy and closed his eyes again too.
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devilfulmarina · 1 year
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lilycollinspics · 1 year
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oneblckcoffee · 1 year
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THE FINALE CLIFF HANGER WAS SO UNNECESSARY WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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gracies-dzienny · 1 year
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LUCIEN LAVISCOUNT in EMILY IN PARIS (2020 - )  
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1liv · 1 year
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“This is the very last thing I want to check off my list before going to work again.”
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gr8rockstarrox · 1 year
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Team EmilyxAlfie all the way.
Season 4 better start with Emily chasing down Alfie and showing him he’s not her second choice. 😤
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