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Comfort - Carol x reader
You sat on the couch in your living room, a fire crackling in the fire place across from you, and a tv show you weren’t interested in playing on your tv. It was almost midnight, and you were waiting for your love to arrive home from her mission.
As you sat, you thought back to the words Carol said in parting to you.
“Now my love”, Carol spoke while stroking your cheek, “I’ll be back before you know it. After this mission I’m all yours. No more, not until we’ve had time to just relax together”.
You had gazed into her eyes, finding only pure love and adoration in them. When you kissed her goodbye, lips moving perfectly together, you felt all the love and desire and happiness Carol felt for you. Her kisses were also so full of emotion, and your craving for them would never be satisfied.
You were brought from your thoughts when you began to hear footsteps on your front porch. You weren’t alarmed however, you knew the footsteps belonged to Carol, finally returning from her mission.
You rose from your spot on the couch, making your way to the front door as you heard it being opened. You rounded the corner, stopping as you saw your lover standing there, blood covering her suit as she locked eyes with you. She looked as if she was carrying the world on her shoulder. Her eyes gazed back at you, an incomprehensible sadness lingered. Whatever had happened on her mission much have been terrible for her to be in such a state.
She walked towards you then, bringing you into a bone crushing hug. Carols body was shaking, and it was if the only thrust holding her up was you.
You pulled back slightly, so you could tenderly kiss the love of your life. As you pulled back, Carol was on the verge of tears. You placed your right hand on her cheek, gently stroking as she moved her hand on top of yours, moving your hand so she could kiss the palm of your cheek. You knew Carol never liked talking about these things until she had calmed down, you knew all she needed right now was your love and that was exactly what you were going to provide her.
“How about a warm bath and some wine darling?”
Carol hummed in agreement, her lips making their way into a small smile.
You led her to your bathroom after getting a bottle of red wine and two glasses. As the bath ran, you gently took Carols suit off, kissing each part of newly exposed skin.
After Carol was undressed, she did the same to you. Her slightly calloused hands gliding over every part of your body, as if she was committing every part of it to memory.
After the bath was ready, Carol climbed in, a content sigh leaving her lips as she looked up at you.
“Come here my love”.
You did as she said, sliding into her lap. She passed you a glass of wine, and you thanked her before taking a sip, turning your head so you could kiss her.
“ y/n, you know I really love you. I love you more than anything in any universe”.
You gazed into Carols eyes, gently kissing her.
“I know darling. I love you too, more than I can ever express”.
You both then fell into a comfortable silence, feeling safe in each others company. You knew Carol was starting to calm, so you climbed out of the bath, reaching out to grab Carols hand as she followed you.
As you reached to grab both of your towels, you felt Carols arms encircle your waist, soft lips kissing the back of your neck.
“Don’t put that towel on just yet”, Carol spoke, her voice low.
She brought her lips down to your ear, your breath hitching. “I just want to feel you”.
You turned in her arms, gently kissing both corners of her mouth before kissing her lips. Carol responded eagerly, pouring every emotion consuming her into the kiss. You knew she wasn’t after sex although that would likely come in the morning. What Carol craved right now was affection, she wanted to feel loved and to love someone. And yes, sex was a perfect way to achieve this, however there was a part of her that didn’t feel like she deserved to be loved that intimately when so many others could not.
You both made your way to your bedroom, Carol sitting on the bed as you went to retrieve pyjamas for you both.
“ y/n baby, don’t worry about clothes. Come sit down”.
You knew she was about to tell you what was on her mind, and nothing was more important.
You went to sit beside her but she stood up, picking you up and moving around to your side of the bed, pulling back the covers and putting you down before crawling in after you.
You turned to face her, tucking your face into the crook of her neck, gently kissing the skin there.
“It was awful. So many innocent people died. I didn’t get there in time y/n, I could’ve stopped it but I didn’t get there in time. And I know that there will always be times when I lose, but it still hurts”.
You looked up at her then, hands coming to caress her face as her tightened around your waist. Now that Carol had gotten what had happened off her chest, you knew she would begin to feel better.
“I am so proud of you. You have done so much for so many, don’t ever forget that. You are an amazing person Carol. I love you”.
Carol looked down at you then, her signature smirk adorning her face.
“I love you too you dork, but let’s get some rest now. I have a feeling after tonight you won’t be getting any for a while”.
You kissed her once more before turning around, closing your eyes as sleep began to creep up on you. You snuggled further into Carols embrace, content for the first time since she had left. She was strong and she was yours, and you would never cease to be amazed at the fact that you were the person she loved above all else.
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Someday - Steve Rogers
Requested by anonymous.
This was suppose to be a one time thing. It really should have been a no time thing, considering who Steve was. The entire time it was happening you couldn’t believe it was. Steve Rogers was never one to be into a one night stand. He wasn’t into anything that was impolite or improper.
But, no matter how much you tried to forget it, or even understand why it happened, that didn’t change the fact that you were now pregnant. And now, you had to figure out how to tell him.
For a few days you figured you could go without telling him. Although, Natasha convinced you otherwise. You eventually confided in her when there was no one else you could go to. She told you that it was going to be okay, but that Steve needed to know. You knew she was right, but you were still nervous to talk to him. 
Now, as you stood in front of Steve’s door, you were as nervous as ever. It took you nearly four minutes before you even knocked, and you had to convince yourself that you wouldn’t run away. When the door opened, Steve looked at you in confusion.
“Y/N, what a surprise,” he said. You smiled nervously and nodded. The thing that made this the hardest was that you and Steve had chosen to ignore that that night even happened. 
“Hey, do you mind if I come in?” He nodded and opened the door wider, letting you walk in. He led you to the living room on his flat, and you sat down on the couch. He looked uncomfortable, but he had no idea how nervous you were.
“What brings you here? We haven’t talked since . . . that night,” he said.
“Yeah, that’s actually what I’m here to talk about. That night was amazing-”
“I know,” he said, smiling softly. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that, actually. We connected so well, and if you’re interested, and it’s completely fine if you aren’t, but if you were, maybe we could try doing it again.”
You dropped your face into your hands. Steve cleared his throat nervously and you looked back up at him. 
“Don’t worry, you don’t-”
“No, that’s not it. I really enjoyed that night.”
“So did I,” he said, coming to sit next to you. You looked up at him and he smiled softly. Before you could even decide if you should stop him, Steve was kissing you softly. You kissed him back, but when his hand started to slid down your back, you stopped him.
“This isn’t what I came here for,” you said. 
“You’re right,” he said. “I’m sorry. What did you come here for?”
“Because there’s something I need to tell you. About that night.”
“Okay,” he said hesitantly.
“Steve, after that night- uh, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’m- I’m pregnant,” you finally blurted out. You waited patiently for Steve to say something, as you watched his face nervously. He didn’t say anything, just stared blankly at the wall. “I know it’s a lot to take in-”
“Are you sure it’s mine?” he asked, blinking hard.
“Yes,” you said, shaking your head. “Who do you think I am?”
“No, I didn’t mean any offense by it, I promise,” he said quickly. “I just- it’s a lot to take in.”
“I know,” you said with a sigh. 
“So, I guess we have to figure out what to do.” You nodded and looked into Steve’s kind eyes. He sighed and smiled softly. “I’m surprised, but I know we can do this.”
“So you do want a part in this child’s life?” you asked.
“Of course,” he said, taking your hand. “I want a life with you. I have been meaning to talk to you. Ignoring that night was wrong, and I’m afraid that was my fault. When I asked if you wanted to try that again, I meant try us again.”
“You really want that?”
“Yes.”
“Not just because of the baby?”
“Well, yes, I mean, not just. Especially because of the baby. I’d want to be with you even without it, but I want to be with you with the baby, too.”
“So you’re not upset?”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “Of course not.” You smiled and rubbed your thumb along his cheek. He tilted his head down slightly, and you leaned forward to kiss him, grabbing his face with both hands. He kissed you back, holding your waist gingerly.
“You know, we could try it again,” you said. “I mean, there’s no risk this time,” you said with a laugh. He laughed, too and nodded before kissing you again.
“Well, if it’s alright with you, I’d like to try things a little differently this time. I’d like to take you out on a proper date.”
“Yeah?” you asked with a smile. “That sounds nice.”
“Good. How’s tonight sound?”
“Perfect,” you said. He leaned in to kiss you, and you fell against the back of the couch. The two of you sat intertwined in each other’s arms for a while until you pulled away. Steve looked at you and sat up straight, allowing you to do so, too. 
“So, are you expecting a marriage proposal from me?” he asked. You raised your eyebrows in surprise and shook your head.
“No, you aren’t expecting me to say yes to a proposal, are you?”
“Well,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “Some people might find comfort in it.”
“Steve, we don’t know each other that well yet. I would love to date you, but I’m not ready for marriage yet.” He nodded and smiled.
“Okay. So I better make this date tonight count, right? I’ve got to convince you to marry me someday.” You laughed and rolled your eyes. 
“I suppose so.” He stood up and held out a hand, helping you stand up.
“Alright, then I will pick you up tonight at seven.” 
“Okay,” you said before Steve leaned in to kiss you softly. “I’ll see you then.”
“See you then.” He put a hand on your stomach, even though you hadn’t begun to show yet, and walked you to the door. 
“See you soon,” he said with a charming smile before closing the door.
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Wonder of you
(A/N):This request was so cute!
Request: How about reader singing to Steve? She sings Elvis Presley's - the Wonder of You at Tony's 50's themed party? She's dressed beautifully and no one knows that she's gonna sing live with a band behind her. Steve blushes but loves it? :D please and ty!!
Warnings: none?
 Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @superwholockian309, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah
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   What was the point to this party anyways? Probably another excuse for Tony to drink and forgot his troubles Steve theorized. The theme for this weeks party was the 50's, one of the time periods Steve had missed. He was dressed in a suit, as was every other male here and the girls all wore 50's themed everything, clothes, makeup, even their hair was reminiscent of the 50's. 
   Steve should have been enjoying himself but instead here he was, sitting alone at a table and drinking because all the other avengers were off doing their own thing. Really the only person he ever talked to at these things was (Y/N) but they were up a few floors, laying in Steve's bed, sick as a dog. Really, he should have been up there with them, holding them and bringing them medicine, running a rag along their sweaty forehead, holding their hair back as they puked-
 A soft voice suddenly interrupts Steve's train of thought. It was soft and sweet and a voice he would know anywhere. Steve's head perks up as he looks at the small Stage Tony had set up, a live band and everything but in the midst of all the instruments there was someone who seemed to stand out; his (Y/N). They looked radiant up their and most definitely not sick (Steve was gonna kick their ass for that later), their own outfit was the crowning jewel of the 50's and god- just looking at then made Steve feel reminiscent of a time he didn't even know. 
   With a slight smirk Steve leans forward onto his elbows, his interest piqued as (Y/N) gripped a microphone within their hands gently. Everyone seemed to fall silent as (Y/N) smiled out at the crowd, waving to them shyly right afterwards. 
   "Hiya, I'm (Y/N)," Most everyone murmured some form of hello as they stared on, nearly intranced by (Y/N). "I'm gonna sing a little song for you guys, that sound good?" The murmuring starting back up before dying off once again as (Y/N) began to speak. "But, before I begin I'd just like to call out to a very special man," (Y/N) turned their head just enough to give Steve a Wink. "By the name of Steve Rogers," (Y/N) smiles as everyone clapped for Steve whereas Steve was a blushing mess, his entire face beet red. "Here's to you baby,"
    Steve could tell from his seat that (Y/N) was nervous, their hand was shaking at their side lightly and they seemed to constantly trying to breathe deeply. Even with their nerves they had gotten up there to sing a song for him and that meant more to him than words could describe. While still blushing but now smiling widely Steve looked at (Y/N) with such a loving gaze that it was impossible for (Y/N) not to smile back at him. 
   (Y/N) turned and smiled at the band and that's when the soft music fills the air.
    "When no-one else can understand me, When everything I do is wrong; You give me hope and consolation, You give me strength to carry on," Steve blushed a little more, the tips of his ears now burning. It wasn't that he was embarrassed, he wasn't even in the spotlight but for some reason, having (Y/N)'s gaze upon him like that while they sang such a beautiful song just did something to him. "And you're always there to lend a hand In everything I do. That's the wonder, The wonder of you,"
    Steve could tell (Y/N) was freaking out, even with their grip on the microphone their hands were still shaking horribly and he could see that their legs were trembling too and yet their eyes remained steadfast upon Steve, not for one second did they dull or even show a hint of their nerves, all those eyes held was a deep love for Steve.
    "You're doing so good," He mouthed to them, smiling sweetly afterwards. The message was received when (Y/N) smiled shyly and kept going, making Steve's heart flutter within his chest.
    "And when you smile the world is brighter. You touch my hand and I'm a king, Your kiss to me is worth a fortune, Your love for me is everything,"
    At this point (Y/N)'s voice was quivering from fear but they weren't going to give up now, not when they had dedicated countless hours to performing for Steve so with a shaky inhale they continue, hoping no one could see just how nervous they were.
    "I'll guess I'll never know the reason why You love me like you do. That's the wonder, The wonder of you," 
   As soon as everyone claps Steve jumps from his spot and rushes to the stage, engulfing (Y/N) in one of the tightest hugs he'd ever given. (Y/N) sighs shakily as they hug back, burying their face in the crook of Steve's neck. 
   Everyone keeps applauding, some even hollering at the two as they embrace but Steve could barely hear them over the beating of his heart, and most likely (Y/N)'s too. With a soft sigh Steve turns his head, just enough to press his lips to (Y/N)'s ear and whisper a few words. 
   "Thank you doll,"
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Errol Leslie Thomson Flynn (20 June 1909 – 14 October 1959) was an Australian-born American actor during the Golden Age of Hollywood. Considered the natural successor to Douglas Fairbanks, he achieved worldwide fame for his romantic swashbuckler roles in Hollywood films, as well as frequent partnerships with Olivia de Havilland. He was best known for his role as Robin Hood in The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938); his portrayal of the character was named by the American Film Institute as the 18th-greatest hero in American film history. His other famous roles included the eponymous lead in Captain Blood (1935), Major Geoffrey Vickers in The Charge of the Light Brigade (1936), as well as the hero in a number of Westerns, such as Dodge City (1939), Santa Fe Trail (1940) and San Antonio (1945). Flynn also stirred controversy for his reputation as a womaniser and hedonistic personal life.
Errol Leslie Flynn was born on 20 June 1909 in Battery Point, a suburb of Hobart, Tasmania, Australia. His father, Theodore Thomson Flynn, was a lecturer (1909) and later professor (1911) of biology at the University of Tasmania. His mother was born Lily Mary Young, but shortly after marrying Theodore at St John's Church of England, Birchgrove, Sydney, on 23 January 1909, she changed her first name to Marelle. Flynn described his mother's family as "seafaring folk" and this appears to be where his lifelong interest in boats and the sea originated. Both of his parents were Australian-born of Irish, English and Scottish descent. Despite Flynn's claims, the evidence indicates that he was not descended from any of the Bounty mutineers.
Flynn received his early schooling in Hobart. He made one of his first appearances as a performer in 1918, aged nine, when he served as a page boy to Enid Lyons in a queen carnival. In her memoirs, Lyons recalled Flynn as "a dashing figure—a handsome boy of nine with a fearless, somewhat haughty expression, already showing that sang-froid for which he was later to become famous throughout the civilized world". She further noted: "Unfortunately Errol at the age of nine did not yet possess that magic for extracting money from the public which so distinguished his career as an actor. Our cause gained no apparent advantage from his presence in my entourage; we gained only third place in a field of seven."
From 1923 to 1925, Flynn attended the South West London College, a private boarding school in Barnes, London.
In 1926, he returned to Australia to attend Sydney Church of England Grammar School (known as "Shore"), where he was the classmate of a future Australian prime minister, John Gorton. His formal education ended with his expulsion from Shore for theft, although he later claimed it was for a sexual encounter with the school's laundress.
After being dismissed from a job as a junior clerk with a Sydney shipping company for pilfering petty cash, he went to Papua New Guinea at the age of eighteen, seeking his fortune in tobacco planting and metals mining. He spent the next five years oscillating between New Guinea and Sydney.
In January 1931, Flynn became engaged to Naomi Campbell-Dibbs, the youngest daughter of Robert and Emily Hamlyn (Brown) Campbell-Dibbs of Temora and Bowral, New South Wales. They did not marry.
Australian filmmaker Charles Chauvel was making a film about the mutiny on the Bounty, In the Wake of the Bounty (1933), a combination of dramatic re-enactments of the mutiny and a documentary on present-day Pitcairn Island. Chauvel was looking for someone to play the role of Fletcher Christian. There are different stories about the way Flynn was cast. According to one, Chauvel saw his picture in an article about a yacht wreck involving Flynn. The most popular account is that he was discovered by cast member John Warwick. The film was not a strong success at the box office, but Flynn’s was the lead role, and his fate was decided. In late 1933 he went to Britain to pursue a career in acting.
Flynn got work as an extra in a film, I Adore You (1933), produced by Irving Asher for Warner Bros. He soon secured a job with the Northampton Repertory Company at the town's Royal Theatre (now part of Royal & Derngate), where he worked and received his training as a professional actor for seven months. Northampton is home to an art-house cinema named after him, the Errol Flynn Filmhouse. He performed at the 1934 Malvern Festival and in Glasgow, and briefly in London's West End.
In 1934 Flynn was dismissed from Northampton Rep. after he threw a female stage manager down a stairwell. He returned to London. Asher cast him as the lead in Murder at Monte Carlo, a "quota quickie" made by Warner Brothers at their Teddington Studios in Middlesex. The movie was not widely seen (it is currently a lost film, but Asher was enthusiastic about Flynn's performance and cabled Warner Bros. in Hollywood, recommending him for a contract. Executives agreed, and Flynn was sent to Los Angeles.
On the ship from London, Flynn met (and eventually married) Lili Damita, an actress five years his senior whose contacts proved valuable when Flynn arrived in Los Angeles. Warner Bros. publicity described him as an "Irish leading man of the London stage."
His first appearance was a small role in The Case of the Curious Bride (1935). Flynn had two scenes, one as a corpse and one in flashback. His next part was slightly bigger, in Don't Bet on Blondes (1935), a B-picture screwball comedy.
Warner Bros. was preparing a big budget swashbuckler, Captain Blood (1935), based on the 1922 novel by Rafael Sabatini and directed by Michael Curtiz.
The studio originally intended to cast Robert Donat, but he turned down the part, afraid that his chronic asthma would make it impossible for him to perform the strenuous role.[19] Warners considered a number of other actors, including Leslie Howard and James Cagney, and also conducted screen tests of those they had under contract, like Flynn. The tests were impressive and Warners finally cast Flynn in the lead, opposite 19-year-old Olivia de Havilland. The resulting film was a magnificent success for the studio and gave birth to two new Hollywood stars and an on-screen partnership that would encompass eight films over six years. The budget for Captain Blood was $1.242 million, and it made $1.357 million in the U.S. and $1.733 million overseas, making a huge profit for Warner Bros.
Flynn had been selected to support Fredric March in Anthony Adverse (1936), but public response to Captain Blood was so enthusiastic that Warners instead reunited him with de Havilland and Curtiz in another adventure tale, this time set during the Crimean War, The Charge of the Light Brigade (1936). The film was given a slightly larger budget than Captain Blood, at $1.33 million, and it had a much higher box-office gross, earning $1.454 million in the US and $1.928 million overseas, making it Warner Bros.' No. 1 hit of 1936.
Flynn asked for a different kind of role and so when ill health made Leslie Howard drop out of the screen adaptation of Lloyd C. Douglas' inspirational novel, Flynn got the lead role in Green Light (1937), playing a doctor searching for a cure for Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever.[22] The studio then put him back into another swashbuckler, replacing Patric Knowles as Miles Hendon in The Prince and the Pauper (1937). He appeared opposite Kay Francis in Another Dawn (1937), a melodrama set in a mythical British desert colony. Warners then gave Flynn his first starring role in a modern comedy, The Perfect Specimen (1937), with Joan Blondell, under the direction of Curtiz. Meanwhile, Flynn published his first book, Beam Ends (1937), an autobiographical account of his experiences sailing around Australia as a youth. He also travelled to Spain, in 1937, as a war correspondent during the Spanish Civil War.
Flynn followed this with his most famous movie, The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938), playing the title role, opposite de Havilland's Marian. This movie was a global success. It was the 6th-top movie grosser of 1938.[25] It was also the studio's first large-budget color film utilizing the three-strip Technicolor process. The budget for Robin Hood was the highest ever for a Warner Bros. production up to that point—$2.47 million—but it more than made back its costs and turned a huge profit as it grossed $2.343 million in the U.S. and $2.495 million overseas.
It also received lavish praise from critics and became a worldwide favorite that has endured for generations. In 2019, Rotten Tomatoes summarizes the critical consensus: "Errol Flynn thrills as the legendary title character, and the film embodies the type of imaginative family adventure tailor-made for the silver screen." In 1995, the film was deemed "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" by the United States Library of Congress and selected for preservation by the National Film Registry.
The scene in which Robin climbs to Marian's window to steal a few words and a kiss has become as familiar to audiences as the balcony scene in Romeo and Juliet.[citation needed] Years later, in a 2005 interview, de Havilland described how, during the filming, she decided to tease Flynn, whose wife was on set and watching closely. De Havilland said, "And so we had one kissing scene, which I looked forward to with great delight. I remember I blew every take, at least six in a row, maybe seven, maybe eight, and we had to kiss all over again. And Errol Flynn got really rather uncomfortable, and he had, if I may say so, a little trouble with his tights."[30]
The final duel between Robin and Sir Guy of Gisbourne is a classic, echoing the battle on the beach in Captain Blood where Flynn also kills Rathbone's character after a long demonstration of fine swordplay, in that case choreographed by Ralph Faulkner. According to Faulkner's student, Tex Allen, “Faulkner had good material to work with. Veteran Basil Rathbone was a good fencer already, and Flynn, though new to the school of fence, was athletic and a quick learner. Under Faulkner's choreography Rathbone and Flynn made the swordplay look good. For the next two decades Faulkner's movie list as fencing double and choreographer reads as a history of Hollywood's golden years of adventure yarns [including Flynn's] The Sea Hawk (1940),[31]
The success of The Adventures of Robin Hood did little to convince the studio that their prize swashbuckler should be allowed to do other things, but Warners allowed Flynn to try a screwball comedy, Four's a Crowd (1938). Despite the presence of de Havilland and direction of Curtiz, it was not a success. The Sisters (1938) a drama showing the lives of three sisters in the years from 1904 to 1908, including a dramatic rendering of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake, was more popular. Flynn played alcoholic sports reporter Frank Medlin, who sweeps Louise Elliott ( Bette Davis) off her feet on a visit to Silver Bow, Montana. Their married life in San Francisco is difficult, an Frank sails to Singapore just hours before the catastrophe. The original ending of the film was the same as the book: Louise married a character named William Benson. But preview audiences disliked that ending, and a new one was filmed in which Frank comes to Silver Bow to find her and they reconcile. Apparently audiences wanted Errol Flynn to get the girl, or vice versa. (Bette Davis preferred the original ending.)
Flynn had a powerful dramatic role in The Dawn Patrol (1938), a remake of a pre-code 1930 drama of the same name about Royal Flying Corps fighter pilots in World War I and the devastating burden carried by officers who must send men out to die every morning. Flynn and co-stars Basil Rathbone and David Niven led a cast that was all male and predominantly British. Director Edmund Goulding's biographer Matthew Kennedy wrote: “Everyone remembered a set filled with fraternal good cheer.... The filming of Dawn Patrol was an unusual experience for everyone connected with it, and dissipated for all time the legend that Britishers are lacking in a sense of humor.... The picture was made to the accompaniment of more ribbing than Hollywood has ever witnessed. The setting for all this horseplay was the beautiful English manners of the cutterups. The expressions of polite and pained shock on the faces of Niven, Flynn, Rathbone et al., when (women) visitors were embarrassed was the best part of the nonsense.”
In 1939, Flynn and de Havilland teamed up with Curtiz for Dodge City (1939), the first Western for both of them, set after the American Civil War.[34] Flynn was worried that audiences would not accept him in Westerns, but the film was a big hit, Warner Bros.' most popular film of 1939, and he went on to make a number of movies in that genre.
Flynn was reunited with Davis, Curtiz and de Havilland in The Private Lives of Elizabeth and Essex (1939), playing Robert Devereux, 2nd Earl of Essex. Flynn's relationship with Davis during filming was quarrelsome; Davis allegedly slapped him across the face far harder than necessary during one scene. Flynn attributed her anger to unrequited romantic interest, but according to others, Davis resented sharing equal billing with a man she considered incapable of playing any role beyond a dashing adventurer. "He himself openly said, 'I don't know really anything about acting,'" she told an interviewer, "and I admire his honesty, because he's absolutely right." Years later, however, de Havilland said that, during a private screening of Elizabeth and Essex, an astounded Davis had exclaimed, "Damn it! The man could act!"
Warners put Flynn in another Western, Virginia City (1940), set near the end of the Civil War. Flynn played Union officer Kerry Bradford.
In an article for TCM, Jeremy Arnold wrote: "Ironically, the Randolph Scott role [as Captain Vance Irby, commandant of the prison camp where Bradford was a prisoner of war] was originally conceived for Flynn.... In fact, Virginia City was plagued with script, production and personnel problems all along. Shooting began without a finished script, angering Flynn, who complained unsuccessfully to the studio about it. Flynn disliked the temperamental Curtiz and tried to have him removed from the film. Curtiz didn't like Flynn (or costar Miriam Hopkins) either. And Humphrey Bogart apparently didn't care for Flynn or Randolph Scott! Making matters worse was the steady rain that fell for two of the three weeks of location shooting near Flagstaff, AZ. Flynn detested rain, and was physically unwell for quite some time because of it. As Peter Valenti has written, 'Errol's frustration at the role can be easily understood: he changed from antagonist to protagonist, from Southern to Northern officer, almost as the film was being shot. [This] intensified Errol's feelings of inadequacy as a performer and his contempt for studio operation.'" Despite the troubles behind the scenes, the film was a huge success, making a profit of just under $1 million.
Flynn’s next film had been planned since 1936: another swashbuckler taken from a Sabatini novel, The Sea Hawk (1940). However, in the end, only the title was used, and a completely different story was created.
A reviewer observed in Time Aug. 19, 1940, "The Sea Hawk (Warner) is 1940's lustiest assault on the double feature. It cost $1,700,000, exhibits Errol Flynn and 3,000 other cinemactors performing every imaginable feat of spectacular derring-do, and lasts two hours and seven minutes.... Produced by Warner's Hal Wallis with a splendor that would set parsimonious Queen Bess's teeth on edge, constructed of the most tried-&-true cinema materials available, The Sea Hawk is a handsome, shipshape picture. To Irish Cinemactor Errol Flynn, it gives the best swashbuckling role he has had since Captain Blood. For Hungarian Director Michael Curtiz, who took Flynn from bit-player ranks to make Captain Blood and has made nine pictures with him since, it should prove a high point in their profitable relationship." It was indeed: The Sea Hawk made a profit of $977,000 on that budget of $1.7 million.
Another financial success was the Western Santa Fe Trail (1940), with de Havilland and Ronald Reagan, and directed by Curtiz, which grossed $2,147,663 in the US, making it Warner Brothers' second-biggest hit of 1940.
In 1940, at the zenith of his career, Flynn was voted the fourteenth most popular star in the U.S. and the seventh most popular in Britain, according to Motion Picture Daily. According to Variety, he was the fourth-biggest star in the U.S. and the fourth-biggest box-office attraction overseas as well.
Flynn consistently ranked among Warner Bros.' top stars. In 1937, he was the studio's No. 1 star, ahead of Paul Muni and Bette Davis.[43] In 1938, he was No. 3, just behind Davis and Muni.[44] In 1939, he was No. 3 again, this time behind Davis and James Cagney.[45] In 1940 and 1941, he was Warner Bros.' No. 1 top box-office draw. In 1942, he was No. 2, behind Cagney. In 1943, he was No. 2, behind Humphrey Bogart.
Warners allowed Flynn a change of pace from a long string of period pieces in a lighthearted mystery, Footsteps in the Dark (1941). Los Angeles Times' Edwin Schallert wrote: "Errol Flynn becomes a modern for a change in a whodunit film and the excursion proves eminently worth-while... an exceptionally clever and amusing exhibit …" However, the film was not a big success. Far more popular was the military drama Dive Bomber (1941), his last film with Curtiz.
In later years, Footsteps in the Dark co-star Ralph Bellamy recalled Flynn at this time as "a darling. Couldn't or wouldn't take himself seriously. And he drank like there was no tomorrow. Had a bum ticker from the malaria he'd picked up in Australia. Also a spot of TB. Tried to enlist but flunked his medical, so he drank some more. Knew he wouldn't live into old age. He really had a ball in Footsteps in the Dark. He was so glad to be out of swashbucklers."
Flynn became a naturalized American citizen on 14 August 1942. With the United States fully involved in the Second World War, he attempted to enlist in the armed services but failed the physical exam due to recurrent malaria (contracted in New Guinea), a heart murmur, various venereal diseases and latent pulmonary tuberculosis.
Flynn was mocked by reporters and critics as a "draft dodger,” but the studio refused to admit that their star, promoted for his physical beauty and athleticism, had been disqualified due to health problems.
Flynn started a new long-term relationship with a director when he teamed with Raoul Walsh in They Died with Their Boots On (1942), a biopic of George Armstrong Custer. De Havilland was his co-star in this, the last of 12 films they made together. The movie grossed $2.55 million in the U.S. alone, making it Warner Bros.' second-biggest hit of 1942.
Flynn's first World War II film was Desperate Journey (1942), directed by Walsh, in which he played an Australian for the first time. It was another big hit.
The role of Gentleman Jim Corbett in Walsh's Gentleman Jim (1942) was one of Flynn’s favorites.[54] Warner Bros. purchased the rights to make a film of Corbett's life from his widow, Vera, specifically for their handsome, athletic and charming leading man.
The movie bears little resemblance to the boxer’s life, but the story was a crowd pleaser. Despite—or perhaps because of—its departure from reality, “Gentleman Jim” packed the theaters. According to Variety, it was the third Errol Flynn movie to gross at least $2 million for Warner Bros. in 1942.
Flynn eagerly undertook extensive boxing training for this film, working with Buster Wiles and Mushy Callahan. Callahan's remembrances were documented in Charles Higham's Errol Flynn: The Untold Story. "Errol tended to use his right fist. I had to teach him to use his left and to move very fast on his feet...Luckily he had excellent footwork, he was dodgy, he could duck faster then anybody I saw. And by the time I was through with him, he'd jab, jab, jab with his left like a veteran."
Flynn took the role seriously, and was rarely doubled during the boxing sequences. In The Two Lives of Errol Flynn by Michael Freedland, Alexis Smith told of taking the star aside: "'It's so silly, working all day and then playing all night and dissipating yourself. Don't you want to live a long life?' Errol was his usually apparently unconcerned self: 'I'm only interested in this half,' he told her. 'I don't care for the future.'"
In fact, Flynn collapsed on set on July 15, 1942, while filming a boxing scene with Ward Bond. Filming was shut down while he recovered; he returned a week later. In his autobiography, My Wicked, Wicked Ways, Flynn describes the episode as a mild heart attack.
In September 1942, Warners announced that Flynn had signed a new contract with the studio for four films a year, one of which he would also produce.
In Edge of Darkness (1943), set in Nazi-occupied Norway, Flynn played a Norwegian resistance fighter, a role originally intended for Edward G. Robinson. Director Lewis Milestone later recalled, "Flynn kept underrating himself. If you wanted to embarrass him, all you had to do was to tell him how great he was in a scene he'd just finished playing: He'd blush like a young girl and muttering 'I'm no actor' would go away somewhere and sit down."[63] With a box office gross of $2.3 million in the U.S, it was Warner Bros.' eighth biggest movie of the year.
In Warners' all-star musical comedy fund-raiser for the Stage Door Canteen, Thank Your Lucky Stars (1943), Flynn sings and dances as a cockney seaman boasting to his pub mates of how he's won the war in "That's What You Jolly Well Get," the only musical number that was ever performed by Flynn on screen.
In late 1942, two 17-year-old girls, Betty Hansen and Peggy Satterlee, separately accused Flynn of statutory rape at the Bel Air home of Flynn's friend Frederick McEvoy, and on board Flynn's yacht Sirocco, respectively. The scandal received immense press attention. Many of Flynn's fans founded organizations to publicly protest the accusation. One such group, the American Boys' Club for the Defense of Errol Flynn—ABCDEF—accumulated a substantial membership that included William F. Buckley Jr.
The trial took place in late January and early February 1943. Flynn's attorney, Jerry Giesler, impugned the accusers' character and morals, and accused them of numerous indiscretions, including affairs with married men and, in Satterlee's case, an abortion (which was illegal at the time). He noted that the two girls, who said they did not know each other, filed their complaints within days of each other, although the episodes allegedly took place more than a year apart. He implied that the girls had cooperated with prosecutors in hopes of avoiding prosecution themselves. Flynn was acquitted, but the trial's widespread coverage and lurid overtones permanently damaged his carefully cultivated screen image as an idealized romantic leading player.
Northern Pursuit (1943), also with Walsh as director, was a war film set in Canada. He then made a film for his own production company, Thomson Productions, where he had a say in the choice of vehicle, director and cast, plus a portion of the profits. This picture had a modest gross of $1.5 million. Uncertain Glory (1944) was a war-time drama set in France with Flynn as a criminal who redeems himself. However, it was not a success and Thomson Productions made no more movies. In 1943, Flynn earned $175,000.
With Walsh he made Objective, Burma! in 1944, released in 1945, a war film set during the Burma Campaign. Although popular, it was withdrawn in Britain after protests that the role played by British troops was not given sufficient credit. A Western, San Antonio (1945), was also very popular, grossing $3.553 million in the U.S. and was Warner Bros.' third-biggest hit of the year.
Flynn tried comedy again with Never Say Goodbye (1946), a comedy of remarriage opposite Eleanor Parker, but it was not a success, grossing $1.77 million in the U.S. In 1946, Flynn published an adventure novel, Showdown, and earned a reported $184,000 (equivalent to $2,410,000 in 2019).
Cry Wolf (1947) was a thriller with Flynn in a seemingly more villainous role. It was a moderate success at the box office. He was in a melodrama, Escape Me Never (1947), filmed in early 1946 but not released until late 1947, which lost money. More popular was a Western with Walsh and Ann Sheridan, Silver River (1948). This was a hit, although its high cost meant it was not very profitable. Flynn drank so heavily on the set that he was effectively disabled after noon, and a disgusted Walsh terminated their business relationship.
Warners tried returning Flynn to swashbucklers and the result was Adventures of Don Juan (1948). The film was very successful in Europe, grossing $3.1 million, but less so in the U.S., with $1.9, and struggled to recoup its large budget. Still, it was Warner Bros.' 4th-biggest hit of the year. From this point on, Warner Bros. reduced the budgets of Flynn's films. In November 1947 Flynn signed a 15-year contract with Warner Bros. for $225,000 per film. His income totaled $214,000 that year, and $200,000 in 1948.
After a cameo in Warner Bros.' It's a Great Feeling (1949), Flynn was borrowed by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer to appear in That Forsyte Woman (1949) which made $1.855 million in the U.S. and $1.842 million abroad which was the 11th-biggest hit of the year for MGM. He went on a three-month holiday then made two medium budget Westerns for Warners, Montana (1950), which made $2.1 million and was Warner Bros.' 5th-biggest movie of the year, and Rocky Mountain (1950), which made $1.7 million in the U.S. and was Warner Bros.' 9th-biggest movie of the year. He returned to MGM for Kim (1950), one of Flynn's most popular movies from this period, grossing $5.348 million ($2.896 million in the U.S. plus $2.452 million abroad) making it MGM's 5th-biggest movie of the year and 11th biggest overall for Hollywood. It was shot partly in India. On his way home he shot some scenes for a film he produced, Hello God (1951), directed by William Marshall; it was never released. For many years this was considered a lost film, but in 2013 a copy was discovered in the basement of the surrogate court of New York City. Two of seven cans of the movie had deteriorated beyond hope, but five survived and are at the George Eastman House film archive for restoration.
Flynn wrote and co-produced his next film, the low-budget Adventures of Captain Fabian (1951), directed by Marshall and shot in France. (Flynn wrote articles, novels and scripts but never had the discipline to turn it into a full time career. Flynn wound up suing Marshall in court over both movies.
For Warners he appeared in an adventure tale set in the Philippines, Mara Maru (1952). That studio released a documentary of a 1946 voyage he had taken on his yacht, Cruise of the Zaca (1952). In August 1951 he signed a one-picture deal to make a movie for Universal, in exchange for a percentage of the profits: this was Against All Flags (1952), a popular swashbuckler. As early as 1952 he had been seriously ill with hepatitis resulting in liver damage.[80] In England, he made another swashbuckler for Warners, The Master of Ballantrae (1953). After that Warners ended their contract with him and their association that had lasted for 18 years and 35 films.
Flynn relocated his career to Europe. He made a swashbuckler in Italy, Crossed Swords (1954). This inspired him to produce a similar movie in that country, The Story of William Tell (1954), directed by Jack Cardiff with Flynn in the title role. The movie fell apart during production and ruined Flynn financially. Desperate for money, he accepted an offer from Herbert Wilcox to support Anna Neagle in a British musical, Lilacs in the Spring (1954). Also shot in Britain was The Dark Avenger (1955), for Allied Artists, in which Flynn played Edward, the Black Prince. Wilcox used him with Neagle again, in King's Rhapsody (1955), but it was not a success, ending plans for further Wilcox-Flynn collaborations. In 1956 he presented and sometimes performed in the television anthology series The Errol Flynn Theatre that was filmed in Britain.
Flynn received an offer to make his first Hollywood film in five years: Istanbul (1957), for Universal. He made a thriller shot in Cuba, The Big Boodle (1957), then had his best role in a long time in the blockbuster The Sun Also Rises (1957) for producer Darryl F. Zanuck which made $3 million in the U.S.
Flynn's performance in the latter was well received and led to a series of roles where he played drunks. Warner Bros. cast him as John Barrymore in Too Much, Too Soon (1958), and Zanuck used him again in The Roots of Heaven which made $3 million (1958). He met with Stanley Kubrick to discuss a role in Lolita, but nothing came of it.
Flynn went to Cuba in late 1958 to film the self-produced B film Cuban Rebel Girls, where he met Fidel Castro and was initially an enthusiastic supporter of the Cuban Revolution. He wrote a series of newspaper and magazine articles for the New York Journal American and other publications documenting his time in Cuba with Castro. Flynn was the only journalist who happened to be with Castro the night Batista fled the country and Castro learned of his victory in the revolution. Many of these pieces were lost until 2009, when they were rediscovered in a collection at the University of Texas at Austin's Center for American History. He narrated a short film titled Cuban Story: The Truth About Fidel Castro Revolution (1959), his last-known work as an actor.
Flynn developed a reputation for womanising, hard drinking, chain smoking and, for a time in the 1940s, narcotics abuse. He was linked romantically with Lupe Vélez, Marlene Dietrich and Dolores del Río, among many others. Carole Lombard is said to have resisted his advances, but invited him to her extravagant parties. He was a regular attendee of William Randolph Hearst's equally lavish affairs at Hearst Castle, though he was once asked to leave after becoming excessively intoxicated.
The expression "in like Flynn" is said to have been coined to refer to the supreme ease with which he reputedly seduced women, but its origin is disputed. Flynn was reportedly fond of the expression and later claimed that he wanted to call his memoir In Like Me. (The publisher insisted on a more tasteful title, My Wicked, Wicked Ways.
Flynn had various mirrors and hiding places constructed inside his mansion, including an overhead trapdoor above a guest bedroom for surreptitious viewing. Rolling Stones guitarist Ron Wood toured the house as a prospective buyer in the 1970s, and reported, "Errol had two-way mirrors... speaker systems in the ladies' room. Not for security. Just that he was an A-1 voyeur." In March 1955, the popular Hollywood gossip magazine Confidential ran a salacious article titled "The Greatest Show in Town... Errol Flynn and His Two-Way Mirror!" In her 1966 biography, actress Hedy Lamarr wrote, "Many of the bathrooms have peepholes or ceilings with squares of opaque glass through which you can't see out but someone can see in."
He had a Schnauzer dog, named Arno, which was specially trained to protect Flynn. They went together to premieres, parties, restaurants and clubs, until the dog's death in 1941. On 15 June 1938 Arno badly bit Bette Davis on the ankle in a scene where she struck Flynn.
Flynn was married three times: to actress Lili Damita from 1935 until 1942 (one son, Sean Flynn, 1941 – c. June 1971); to Nora Eddington from 1943 to 1949 (two daughters, Deirdre, born 1945, and Rory, born 1947); and to actress Patrice Wymore from 1950 until his death (one daughter, Arnella Roma, 1953–1998). Errol is the grandfather to actor Sean Flynn (via Rory), who starred in Zoey 101.
While Flynn acknowledged his personal attraction to Olivia de Havilland, assertions by film historians that they were romantically involved during the filming of Robin Hood[97] were denied by de Havilland. "Yes, we did fall in love and I believe that this is evident in the screen chemistry between us," she told an interviewer in 2009. "But his circumstances [Flynn's marriage to Damita] at the time prevented the relationship going further. I have not talked about it a great deal but the relationship was not consummated. Chemistry was there though. It was there."
After quitting Hollywood, Flynn lived with Wymore in Port Antonio, Jamaica in the early 1950s. He was largely responsible for developing tourism to this area and for a while owned the Titchfield Hotel which was decorated by the artist Olga Lehmann. He popularised trips down rivers on bamboo rafts.
His only son, Sean (born 31 May 1941), was an actor and war correspondent. He and his colleague Dana Stone disappeared in Cambodia in April 1970 during the Vietnam War, while both were working as freelance photojournalists for Time magazine. Neither man's body has ever been found; it is generally assumed that they were killed by Khmer Rouge guerrillas in 1970 or 1971.
After a decade-long search financed by his mother, Sean was officially declared dead in 1984. Sean's life is recounted in the book Inherited Risk: Errol and Sean Flynn in Hollywood and Vietnam.
By 1959, Flynn's financial difficulties had become so serious that he flew to Vancouver, British Columbia on 9 October to negotiate the lease of his yacht Zaca to the businessman George Caldough. As Caldough was driving Flynn and the 17-year-old actress Beverly Aadland, who had accompanied him on the trip, to the airport on 14 October for a Los Angeles-bound flight, Flynn began complaining of severe pain in his back and legs. Caldough transported him to the residence of a doctor, Grant Gould, who noted that Flynn had considerable difficulty navigating the building's stairway. Gould, assuming that the pain was due to degenerative disc disease and spinal osteoarthritis, administered 50 milligrams of demerol intravenously. As Flynn's discomfort diminished, he "reminisced at great length about his past experiences" to those present. He refused a drink when offered it.
Gould then performed a leg massage in the apartment's bedroom and advised Flynn to rest there before resuming his journey. Flynn responded that he felt "ever so much better." After 20 minutes Aadland checked on Flynn and discovered him unresponsive. Despite immediate emergency medical treatment from Gould and a swift transferral by ambulance to Vancouver General Hospital, he did not regain consciousness and was pronounced dead that evening. The coroner's report and the death certificate noted the cause of death as myocardial infarction due to coronary thrombosis and coronary atherosclerosis, with fatty degeneration of liver and portal cirrhosis of the liver significant enough to be listed as contributing factors. Flynn was survived by both his parents.
Flynn was buried at Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendale, California, a place he once remarked that he hated.
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