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i forgot that you existedÂ
â you did me wrong. â â i couldnât get away. â â something happened one magical night. â â i forgot that you existed. â â i thought that it would kill me, but it didnât. â â it isnât love, it isnât hate, itâs just indifference. â
cruel summerÂ
â iâm always waiting for you. â â devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes. â â what doesnât kill me makes me want you more. â â itâs new, the shape of your body. â â itâs a cruel summer with you. â â weâll just screw it up in these trying times. â â if i bleed, youâll be the last to know. â â said iâm fine, but it wasnât true. â â i donât wanna keep secrets just to keep you. â â i love youâ ainât that the worst thing you ever heard? â â i screamed, for whatever itâs worth. â
loverÂ
â we could leave the christmas lights up till january. â â this is our place, we make the rules. â â thereâs a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you. â â have i known you twenty seconds, or twenty years? â â can i go where you go? â â can we always be this close? â â iâm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you. â â iâve love you three summers now, honey, but i want âem all. â â i take this magnetic force of a man/women/etc. â â my heartâs been borrowed, and yours had been blue. â â allâs well that ends well to end up with you. â â save all your dirtiest jokes for me. â â at every table, iâll save you a seat. â â darling youâre my lover. â
the manÂ
â i played the field before i found someone to commit to. â â iâm so sick of running as fast as i can. â â wondering iâd get there quicker is i was a man. â â iâm so sick of them coming at me. â â coz if i was a man, then iâd be the man. â â theyâd say i hustled, put in the work. â â they wouldnât shake their heads and questions how much of this i deserve. â â itâs okay that iâm mad. â
the archerÂ
â iâm ready for combat. â â i donât want that. â â cruelty wins in the movies. â â iâve got a hundred thrown out speeches i almost said to you. â â easy they come, easy they go. â â i never grew up. â â help me hold on to you. â â iâve been the archer, iâve been the prey. â â who could ever leave me, darling? â â but who could stay? â â who could ever leave me, darling, but who could stay? â â i search for your dark side. â â what if iâm all right, right here? â â i hate my reflection for years and years. â â i pace like a ghost. â â all of my heroes die all alone. â â i see right through me. â â can you see right through me? â â all the kingâs horses, all the kingâs men couldnât put me together again. â â all of my enemies started out friends. â
i think he knowsÂ
â his/her/their hands already a cold glass make me wanna know that body like itâs mine. â â got that boyish look i like in a man. â â iâm an architect, iâm drawing up the plans. â â nobody understands. â â he/she/they got my heartbeat skipping down 16th avenue. â â wanna see whatâs under that attitude. â â i want you. â â i think he knows. â â iâll make myself at home and heâll/sheâll/theyâll/youâll want me to stay. â â hand on my thigh, we can follow the sparks. â
miss americana & the heartbreak princeÂ
â you know i adore you. â â iâm crazier for you than i was at 16. â â now iâm feeling hopeless. â â i counted the days, i counted the miles. â â itâs been a long time coming. â â itâs you and me, thatâs my whole world. â â you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes. â â voted most likely to run away with you. â â i see the high fives between the bad guys. â â you are the only one who seems to care. â â iâm feeling helpless, the damsels are depressed. â â darling, iâm scared. â â no cameras catch my muffled cries. â â i counted the miles to see you there. â
we donât seem to have the basis of a servant-master relationship, do we? you came here to be with me.
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the duke asks as he enters the room with a SIGH -- a royal visit can be exhausting when you are at the beck and call of the king and queen. philip rests on his cane; his leg is aching. some days, he wishes he was without it. he can still remember france and the explosion that took his full mobility. by the time the royal dresser enters the room, heâs seated on the bed with his leg raised.  âah, ellis, is it?â he asks, tilting his head curiously. he gives a smile that does not reach his eyes. the spanish flu had finished running its course, and philip is exhausted. heâd lost minnie only a few months earlier. Â
heâd loved her, of course. . . in the way that he can. it was never the conventional marriage; he had started courting her in new york in 1913, and they wed by the summer. her parents had been very excited about the prospect of a duke. by may of the next year, little albert had been born, and an heir had been secured in his family line. his mother could not have been more pleased. and then by august, he had been shipped off to war as an able-bodied young man. heâd been wounded in 1917, and that was when their romance had been rekindled. he found that he loved her, maybe not in the most natural way, but they were good companions together. they were well-suited. he didnât expect to lose her so young. and now it is 1920, and he has a six year old without a mother. philip can only do so much as a father. Â
as exhausting as this visit is, this is a nice reprieve away from crowborough. philip shifts, his jacket already off and resting on his bed.  âas much as i like looking pretty for her majesty, i do sometimes lament wearing so many layers.â he jests and goes to stand, letting out a soft grunt as he puts weight on his left leg.  âiâm sure you can help me out of them quite swiftly, canât you?â it has been. . . some time since he has been able to flirt. he wonders if he still has the same charm he did in his youth, with his tired eyes and his trimmed mustache. the cane must be off-putting, but this valet is a charmer. . . what the king doesnât know wonât hurt him, would it?

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âĽÂ  glass animals ,  an aesthetic meme .
either answer as dialogue spoken, or as an aesthetic to prose off the imagery of.
eyes killer cold and black and bare. i wanna go back, i wanna go back. i wanna take to my guns and break you. iâm so so cold in the marrow of my bones. i was in full bloom until i met you. dance with me and shake your bones. paperback dreams in my deep doze. take your throne, pump your veins with gushing gold. shake my little soul for you now. iâm a fool of many tricks and tools and joy, with a battery of guilt on which to poise. mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs. i canât take this place, i just wanna go where i can get some space. i take your gloom, i curl it up and puff it into plumes. how can i believe you, how can i be nice, tripping around the tree stumps in your summer smile? face so lost, petrified, timid twitch in your wide eyes. youâre so juiced, you said youâd kick the booze. donât you cry, donât you drain those big blue eyes. i fake my breaking smile. iâm a twisted fool, my hands are twisted too. donât spin me a lie, iâm crooked but upright. all i ever want, is just a little love. all i ever want, is breaking me apart. makes my nerves clench close and my bones go cold when i see that room. your smile so super quiet. you wonât make it back this time. you know, you know the way that i hide. why donât you dance like youâre sick in your mind? you know the way that i hide for you. canât you feel your dirty face? donât it leave that filthy taste? you canât breathe without me.
daddy was dumb, said that iâd be something special. brought up tough but i was a gentle human. said that he loved each of my two million freckles. i sit in the car and i listen to static. you were clearly meant for more than a life lost in the war. i know youâll feel the ghost of the memory so warm. my bodyâs in tatters, in an ordinary fashion. maybe, i wish i could remold you to vertical and golden. it hurts to say itâs hopeless and we ainât gonna make it. sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad. why canât we laugh now like we did then? how come i see you and ache instead? how come you only look pleased in bed? i want you for the world, i want you all the time. i wonât forget how you looked at me then. why donât i say it then? i want you all the time. my heart strings broke and it was me, i pull they stretch infinitely. in the summer silence i was getting violent. iâll be dreaming in my paper pale skin. burn through my love just like your drugs. everything you didnât know you were looking for. i wish you could see the wicked truth, caught up in a rush itâs killing you. i settle for a ghost i never knew. i miss him, donât you blame me. i feel so fucking numb. gonna fuck my way through college. iâm gonna sleep âcos you live in my daydreams. i am a true romantic, free falling love addict. pulled me through the door and stuck her teeth in deep. all your days are gone, sitting on the floor in your underwear, begging me for more. why donât you light that cigarette and calm down, now stop and breathe a second. go back to the very beginning. canât you see what was different then? your head is so numb. that nervous breath you try to hide, between the motions that trembling tender little sigh. i want to hold you like youâre mine. youâre gone but youâre on my mind. iâm lost but i donât know why.
Glorious 39, Lawrence
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   âdo my eyes deceive me? lady mary crawley.â philip spends a lot more time in london now that minerva has passed. dear minnie, a sweet thing, that he enchanted with his duchy. a new york heiress was the answer to all his problems, and now he has his estate and a son. ( though, it had not been EASY to fulfill his duties, all things considered. ) âwhat a treat to see you here.â he has changed over the years; the war has aged him, and he supports himself with a cane now, similar to one john bates.  âwhat brings you to london?â a pause.  âi ... had heard about mr. crawley. my sincerest apologies.â | @ofnxbilityâ gets this because iâm spamming friends
    â -- -- LORD GRANTHAM, is that you?â there philip stands in the gentlemanâs club in london. heâs grown a mustache and leans against a cane these days after the war.  âhow long has it been? i havenât seen you since, oh, nineteen-twelve. ten years and a war in between. may i sit?â he doesnât wait for robert to answer, limping to sit across from him.  âtell me, how are things at downton?â | @acercontegoâ gets some duke bs

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âgo to bed. . . unless you want to stay.â philip, you bastard.