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ANDREW GARFIELD

being fashion icon in 2023 appreciation post

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Queen Camilla attends the book launch of her son Tom's new book 'Royal Recipes', London, 05.09.2024

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btw here is a list of every blackthorn ever mentioned (that i wrote down) either by blood or marriage/name

eva

felix

john

adelaide ‌

annabel‌

abner‌

jerome‌

ezekiel

rupert‌

tatiana

grace ‌

jesse ‌

lucie ‌

andrew ‌

arthur‌

eleanor‌

helen ‌

mark‌

julian‌

livia‌

tiberius‌

drusilla‌

octavian

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Art of Andrew by @heliosandsonchariotco

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do u know how much i need an annabelle movie featuring a possessed raggedy andy doll alongside her....

raggedy ann has had a brother since the 1920s... he has BEEN around.. it would be so fun to have double trouble annabelle and andrew as cute little demonically possessed siblings....

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[rose-bookblood]

"i swear i love you" she says, knowing full well the scene will rip my heart out

how dare you Rose. how dare you

jk

but you owe me some fluff :( some domestic comfort fluff or something. idk you'll come up with something I'm sure

let your characters breathe a little

(love you too!)

(@ink-fireplace-coffee)

It's because I love you that I want to make you feel ✨emotions✨

I scoured every corner of the BBtS and RWR files and apparently I've already posted all the fluff content (which amounts to maybe two scenes)?

So here's some freshly written domesticity just for you <3 A little gift to keep you company and hopefully cheer you up despite the cold!

Set during the last chapter of BBtS book 1. For context, Evelyn and Lily are off having a meeting with the Thirteen (the, y’know, leaders of the country. No biggie), and this is what the rest of the gang is doing off-screen. Also, my first time writing from Andrew’s POV, for some reason.

CW: food

The door flew open and Andrew almost had a heart attack. He managed to keep his grip on the pan and shot a warning glance behind his back.

“Please, we’re cooking!”

“Sorry!” trilled Cecilia’s voice. “Just came to check how you’re doing. The ferry is supposed to dock in five minutes.”

“I’m aware.” Andrew sautéd the broccoli and feta cheese in the pan, then covered it with the lid and bolted to the table in the middle of the kitchen, where a tray full of vegetables, one with various dips, one with slices of bread, and Serena, waited. “Don’t worry, we are perfectly on schedule. Jeremy, can you turn off the stove under the pan?”

Jeremy, crouched in front of the oven, snapped their fingers and the fire went out. “I think the brownies are ready.”

“Crunchy crust but soft middle?” Andrew asked, while he grabbed a knife and started chopping zucchini and cherry tomatoes.

“Yeah.”

“Then set the temperature to the minimum and you can drain the pasta in” – he checked his phone – “three minutes. Taste it first, of course.”

“Aye, captain.”

Andrew quirked an eyebrow in their direction, but continued his work and mixed the vegetables with lettuce, walnuts and peas, then set the bowl aside. Out of the corner of his eye, he followed Serena as she took the tray of dips and brought it to Cecilia, who regarded her with a perplexed look.

“What are these for?”

“The bread and focaccia that are waiting in the other oven.”

“Andrew,” called Cecilia, “did you ask the cooks to use the kitchen because you’re planning on feeding the entire academy?”

“I’m planning” – he paused to fish a packet of smoked salmon, one of cured ham, one of salami and one of scamorza slices from the fridge – “on feeding eight of us and Evelyn, who counts double.”

“That’s a bit dramatic,” chimed Serena.

“You haven’t seen the delivery bills from anime night.”

“Hello!”

This time, the door opened with enough force to hit the wall. Victoria, and Annabelle behind them, winced at the sound.

“Oops.” Victoria closed the door gently and put the enormous picnic basket they were carrying on the table. “We brought the basket, the blanket,” – a plaid cloth hung on Annabelle's free arm – “and some beverages. Which are in the basket. I guessed Evelyn would be in charge of the water.”

Andrew finished assembling the tartlets, then turned to the sink to wash his hands and, still dripping water, brushed a rebellious lock from his forehead. “Great. A couple of minutes and we’re done.”

“Can I have a box for the pasta?” asked Jeremy from the stove.

Despite the crutch, he seemed to have no difficulty sautéing the pasta in the pan with the cheese and broccoli sauce. Andrew offered him the box and Jeremy proceeded to pour the steaming pasta in it. When he turned, Annabelle took his place and placed a kiss on Jeremy’s cheek.

At the table, Serena, Victoria and Cecilia were playing a game of jenga trying to fit everything in the basket.

“Oh, shit.” Victoria facepalmed. “We forgot the plates.”

With a collective groan, they and Serena emptied the basket, while Cecilia retrieved the dishes and cutlery. On the other side of the room, Jeremy scrubbed the stove with a wet rag and Annabelle put the used pots in the dishwasher.

As he moved around the kitchen sprinkling oregano here and powdered sugar there, Andrew began making a mental checklist: pasta, salad, tartlets, bread, focaccia, dips, brownies for dessert...

“The cream puffs!”

He retrieved the tray from the fridge, then the chocolate cream filling. Victoria stared at the final product with wide eyes that screamed murder.

“Why in hell did I propose this picnic?”

“Because” – Serena accepted the platter Andrew was still holding and, a smile on her face, kissed Victoria’s temple with a sonorous smack – “you’re amazing and know we deserve to celebrate after what happened.”

Victoria tapped their index finger on their pursed lips, showing off a mock pensive expression. “Mmh... You could try and convince me better with a real kiss.”

Andrew and Serena chuckled at the same time. She set the cream puffs in the basket and cupped Victoria’s face with her hands, for once free of rings.

A loud claps startled everyone in the kitchen.

Cecilia glared at them. “The ferry has definitely docked by now. Let’s go.” She punctuated her words with a snap of her fingers. “You can make out later.”

Victoria sent her a annoyed look, but Cecilia was already outside the door.

“Come on.” Andrew grabbed the basket. “We don’t want to ruin the surprise.”

Jeremy flipped the rag onto their shoulder. “I spent the last hours cooking for those two. They better be fucking thrilled anyway.”

A laugh rose in the kitchen and carried on in the hallway as they headed for the park.

Sorry this ended up being unnecessarily long lol (also it’s late). Hope you liked it, take care! <3

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Winding Up the Week #371

An end of week recap “The first bud of spring sings the other seeds into joining her uprising.” – Amanda Gorman I hope those celebrating Easter have a marvellous time – whether you are off to church, awaiting the arrival of the Easter Bunny or gorging on chocolate eggs. In any event, I wish you a myriad of blissful hours with your nose buried in a good book. As ever, this is a post in which I…

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ANDREW GARFIELD

arriving at the Annabel's and The Caring Family Foundation "Annabel's for the Amazon" Gala 2023 (in London).

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Chris Andrews SONG OF THE WEEK! “Everybody Knows” by Kris Ryder. https://timchrisandrews.bandcamp.com/track/everybody-knows-non-lp-single This punchy 1982 single is part synthpop/New Wave and part classic 80s rock. It was produced by and co-written with Julia Downes, a British singer-songwriter and keyboardist in her own right. She and Kris also collaborated with Roger Daltrey, and Julia went on to work with Sheena Easton, Annabelle Lwin (Bow Wow Wow), and John Parr. https://timchrisandrews.bandcamp.com/track/everybody-knows-non-lp-single

#krisryder #chrisandrews #synthpop #newwavepop #newwaverock #newwave #juliadownes #miten #rogerdaltrey #davidessex #davyjones #monkees #synthesizer #britpop #classicrock

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La Rondine - Oper Zürich 01.10.2023

La Rondine - Oper Zürich 01.10.2023 #giacomopuccini #schweizererstaufführung #christofloy #marcoarmiliato #operzürich #saisoneröffnung #saison23/24 #operalover

Endlich – 106 Jahre nach der Uraufführung in Monte Carlo – nun als Schweizer Erstaufführung an der Oper Zürich zu erleben und zu Recht von Presse und Publikum gefeiert: Giacomo Puccinis “La Rondine”. Was für eine tolle Produktion, zum Weinen schön… Continue reading Untitled

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I forgot just how many of my OCs have siblings holy shit.

In the tags I just counted 13 different OC sibling groups.

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