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Abraham (Grantchester) x Reader

Inspired by Ewanmitchellcrumb's amazing Abraham fics, in particular this one.

Contents: smut. first kiss, making out, dry humping, handjob. Porn without plot (and porn without penetration).

Warnings: arranged marriage, oldfashioned gender roles and attitudes towards sex and marriage. Abraham being dickish (but he's trying to be nicer)

Words: 3600

Purity culture and dry humping, name a more iconic duo, i'll wait.

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The rain is beating hard against the tin roof.

You are huddled up against the wall, your arms wrapped tightly around your legs to keep warm. You had gone out for an afternoon walk to find some peace and quiet, and maybe pick some of the first little spring flowers, when you were suddenly caught in a torrential downpour. Not too keen on the idea of sprinting all the way home, you scrambled to take shelter in the first place you could think of: a dilapidated shed at the edge of a muddy field. The old farmer used to store tools and machinery there, but now it stands abandoned and in disrepair, full of cobwebs and mouse droppings.

If one was alone it might be quite an unnerving place, located as it is right on the border of the woods.

But you are not alone.

Abraham is sitting right across from you, dressed in his usual plaid jacket and red neckerchief, his long legs stretched out on the floor. When you stumbled inside he was already there, having sought shelter from the rain himself.

You only narrowly managed to convince him to stay.

As a young, unmarried girl, you are not supposed to be alone with men. Not even with Abraham - especially not with Abraham. The two of you will be getting married in just over a month, but the rules of courtship are strict, and every minute you spend with him must be chaperoned. Something that he has, surprisingly, taken very seriously. Maybe because his first attempt at an engagement didn't exactly work out as planned.

Still, your parents are satisfied with the match, and for the most part, you are too. Abraham is quite handsome, you think, with those splendid blue eyes, and he's just a few years older than you. A little rough around the edges, but he doesn't mind hard work, and he is good with children and animals, and those are fine qualities in a man.

Sometimes, he lets you sit and watch while he cares for his horses; cleans their stalls and their hooves, brushes their coats, takes them out to the pasture for excercise. He speaks so calmly to them, firm voice when they disobey him and soft when they are skittish or scared, and there is something so endearing about it. You wonder if he will speak to you in the same way once you're married. Harsh when you disappoint him, but gentle when he lies on top of you at night. You'd like that, you think.

Right now, Abraham doesn't speak to you at all. It is not too out the ordinary, as he isn't particularly talkative in the first place, but you had hoped that being alone with you might loosen him up a little. Instead, it seems to have had the opposite effect, and for the past twenty minutes or so, he has occupied himself with throwing pebbles and broken bits of plaster at a glass jar on the floor.

Not the most riveting pastime - but it does give you an idea.

"How about we make a game of it" you suggest, when the silence has become so deafening you can hardly bear it. "Best of five. If you win, I'll bring you lunch tomorrow - anything you want."

"Yea?" Abraham hums, looking up and right at you, clearly intrigued.

"And If I win - " you pause, a deep scarlet blush creeping up your neck. "If I win, I want a kiss".

"No" he says, right away and with a stern expression, his mouth forming a thin line.

"Just one -"

"No" he repeats, but it's a little softer this time, and he gives you a cocky half-smile. "You'll get one soon enough, don't you worry about that".

"But I won't win" you try. "You know I won't. Or" - you eye him teasingly- "do you really think you might loose to a girl?"

It's the same argument you would use against your little brother, and when Abraham's face settles into something very offended, you can hardly believe it actually worked. But all boys are the same apparently, even when they're grown men. Always have something to prove to the world and themselves and each other.

"I win - " he grumbles, "you bring lunch every day, rest of the week. And your mum's cider."

It's Wednesday today. Four days isn't a lot, you can manage that. There's not much cider left, but Mum will understand, she'll be happy to know that you're taking good care of your soon-to-be husband.

"Alright then" you nod. "You go first."

The odds are against you, because Abraham has had plenty of time to practice already, something you forgot to consider when you issued the challenge. But you are determined put up a good fight, not only because you ache to know what kissing is like, but also because you want to know what Abraham is like. If he's rough or gentle. If he's a passionate lover, or someone who just wants you to lie still and be quiet when he performs his marital duties.

As expected, his first stone goes straight into the glass; yours unfortunately bounces off the side of it. But then Abraham narrowly misses his second one, while yours actually hits the intended target. It gives you at least a glimmer of hope.

And then, something happens. Something very strange.

Abraham picks a rather large stone, but he overshoots by just a little and it lands on the dusty floor.

And the next one does too. And the one after that.

It must be on purpose, it must be. But his face betrays nothing at all, only the same disgruntled expression he always wears, and soon there's only one pebble left. Your very last one, and it lands in the glass with a loud plink.

"I won" you state, in complete disbelief, and the corners of Abraham's mouth twitch up a little.

"Looks like it, yea"

You eye him with suspicion. "But you hit - you got four in a row just before we started -".

"Beginner's luck" he shrugs, rising to his feet and brushing his hands on his trousers. When you hesitate, he cocks his head. "C'mere".

You do not need to be told twice, instantly flitting to his side and tilting up your face like you've seen ladies do in the movies. Abraham breathes deeply, and he places his hands on your waist to pull you closer. He smells nice, like fresh rain and firewood and a little bit like damp wool. You close your eyes.

"You ever kissed a man before?" he murmurs, so close that you can feel his warm breath fanning over your face.

You shake your head - of course you haven't.

There's no response to that, only calloused hands touching your face, Abraham's nose brushing your temple. He bends his head, and when he presses his lips to yours, you are not prepared for how soft they are, and how warm, and how gentle. His mouth opens slightly, his tongue slipping just past your lips, and then he releases your face and pulls back.

"There" he mutters, but you are not ready to part from him yet. Your hands cling to his jacket and your eyes are heavy and hooded when they flutter open.

"Again" you breathe.

He shouldn't, he really shouldn't, you are absolutely not allowed to do such things before the wedding. But Abraham is a young man, and since your engagement was officially agreed upon, he has surprisingly managed to stay out of trouble - mostly, at least - and away from neglected young housewives and the reverend's shapely daughters. It has been... a while since he last touched a girl, and you are the prettiest little thing, with your wet, parted lips and your hair frizzed from the rain. How could he possibly resist when you're looking up at him like that, begging for more?

Your first kiss was sweet and demure, but this time, Abraham wraps both arms around your waist and runs his hands up your back. He nibbles at your lower lip before he slides his tongue into your mouth, deeper this time, so he can brush it against your own. When you mewl it goes straight to his crotch, and he deepens the kiss, tilting your head to the side with a finger under your chin.

You mustn't, you shouldn't, you can't, but your body is burning with want, and you think Abraham's must be too. He's holding you closer, letting his hands wander over your body, your hips, your waist, the small of your back. They move to squeeze your bottom, and when he pushes his hips forward, there's something hard poking at your stomach.

It sends a jolt of excitement down your spine.

In theory, you know what a man looks like under his clothes. The men work outside in the summer, and many take off their shirts and roll up the legs of their trousers in the heat. But you have never seen a man fully naked, and you have never felt a man's body pressed up against you like this. Abraham's chest is hard, and his shoulders are broad, and his arms feel so strong when they're wrapped around you. He moves to kiss just below your ear, and you take the opportunity to let your hands roam tentatively over his chest and his stomach, even reaching under his jacket to feel the warmth of his skin through his shirt.

It's nice, but it isn't enough to satisfy your curiosity. You want to touch him there.

Abraham breaks the kiss when he feels your hand inching towards his crotch, but he doesn't stop you. Just looks at you stunned, with darkened eyes and a slight flush across his handsome nose. His... his - cock is straining in his pants, and you brush your fingers over the bulge, feeling how he hardens even more at your touch. It is clumsy and inexperienced, but Abraham still closes his eyes, and his hand comes down to cover yours and press it harder against him.

It feels good for him, despite your lack of practice; you can tell. You cup his crotch, and he lets out a sharp breath and bucks right into your palm. You tilt your face up again to kiss along his jaw as you rub him through his trousers, feeling how he swells and throbs from your touch, until he suddenly swats your hand away.

You worry that you have overstepped, or done something that hurt him, but he leans over you, and tugs at your hips - to pull you down with him, you realise. Right down to the floor, although he is at least gallant enough to shrug of his jacket and lay you on that, rather than directly on the ground.

Immediately, he starts on the buttons of your coat, almost ripping the garment open to part it from your chest. His hands greedily palm your breasts, covered only by your dress and the brassiere underneath, and he squeezes your flesh; pinches your nipples through the fabric and rolls them under his thumbs. They stiffen from his touch and he leans over you and brushes his mouth against your chest, even latching onto one pert nipple, sucking and biting until your dress is wet from his spit.

It makes you whine with both pleasure and pain, and surprise too. You have never been touched like this before, never felt wanted like this before. Abraham's eyes are dark with lust, and it is almost frightening how determined he looks when he hooks a hand under each of your knees to push them apart.

You gasp when he lays over you. His body is warm, and heavy, and it feels so right to lie like this underneath him, caged in by his arms and with your thighs spread wide around his hips. His cock is big and hard and he presses the thick bulge between your legs, and grunts softly at the feeling. You can't help but wonder how many girls have been underneath him before, because he's so unabashed in the way he pushes his hips against yours, so eager when he starts rocking back and forth, clearly mimicking... other things.

Your hands cling to his shirt and you arch up to kiss him again, sighing when catches your lip between his teeth. They don't kiss like this in the movies. At least not in the ones you have seen. Your mouth is wide open, and Abraham is absolutely devouring it, licking your lips, shoving his tongue all the way to the back of your throat. It is rough and needy, and there's a trail of spit between you when he pulls back to catch his breath.

If someone found out, you'd be in so much trouble. Abraham is on you, and his cock is stiff, and he is moving so intimately against you, but you can't bring yourself to stop him. It feels wonderful, having his weight on top of you, having his hard cock pressed against your center. His bulge is big and hard and heavy between your thighs, and he's groaning as he rubs it against you, rolling his hips steadily, rhythmically. As though he was really inside you, and you are not sure if it's on purpose or pure instinct, or maybe a bit of both.

It has you swooning, just thinking about it. How badly he must want you, how needy he must feel, his cock all hard and swollen and his balls so full of his - his come. The thought of it makes you sigh, makes you feel soaking wet, makes that tingling warmth spread even faster in your loins. There are so many things are happening in your body; the kissing, the rubbing, the pressure between your legs - God you've never felt anything like it. You squirm underneath him and spread your thighs wider.

it makes Abraham groan, your hands on his chest and the way your hips are bucking and circling against his cock, and fuck he'll go crazy if you keep making those noises, those soft little whimpers. His cock is pulsing and his balls are pulled tight, and seeing your face all twisted with pleasure has him leaking already.

Truthfully, it was Pal's idea that he should pursue you, just like it was Pal who first spoke to your father on his behalf - but as you are a sweet and pretty girl, Abraham could see no reason why he shouldn't go along with it. He is a grown man, and a grown man needs a wife, and he likes looking at your legs when you help your mother with the laundry. Especially when you wear that grey dress that is a little too tight around your hips. Once you're married he will buy you a brand new one, and a nice pair of shoes with a little heel, and you'll be such a pretty little wife, cooking his meals and washing his clothes and giving him kisses when he comes home.

He moves faster, pressing his hard bulge even tighter against you, and you can feel something building in your body, though you are only barely aware of what it is. Your muscles are tightening and tensing up, desperate for a release that you instinctively know how to find, and you arch your hips up and rub frantically against Abraham's cock. You need more, more friction, more pressure just there, and you hook a leg over his back so you can push up better. Abraham lets you chase your peak, even helps you along by sliding his hand underneath your bottom to press you tighter against him. He is utterly mesmerised by the sight, your blissful expression as you shamelessly use his body for your own pleasure, sighing and whimpering and grinding your little cunt so desperately against him.

When he kisses you again, all the tension breaks.

You gasp, and Abraham watches you intently as a series of tiny little shivers run through your body. A very gentle climax - your first, by the looks of it. You writhe and moan beneath him, and when the waves of your orgasm settle, you are all blushed and looking up at him with glazed, love-struck eyes.

He could probably coax you into sleeping with him right now if he wanted to, but in a - frankly rare - moment of chivalry, he decides against it. You're a sweet girl, saving yourself for marriage and all. Your first time should be somewhere nicer than in this cold, filthy shed.

One way or another though, he will make you finish him off properly, and he sits back on his heels and quickly unbuckles his belt. Abraham's cock is impressive in size, and he is very proud of it; always enjoys the look of amazement on a girl's face when he frees it from his trousers.

You look equal parts intrigued and horrified. It is much bigger than you had anticipated, long, pink and bulbous at the tip, and he boldly gives it a few quick tugs as you watch. Even in his hand it looks massive, and you wonder how on earth it'll ever fit inside you, but that is an issue for another day, because Abraham mutters here and reaches for your hand. Your fingers wrap cautiously around his shaft, and it is hard, stiff, and yet so soft at the same time. You have no idea what to do, but Abraham's hand closes over yours, guiding the strength of your grip and the pace of your strokes.

It turns out that pleasing a man is not difficult at all. All you have to do is move your hand up and down, dragging the skin over the tip of his cock and back down again in a quick and firm rhythm. Abraham dips his head into the crook of your neck, and his hands come up to fondle your breasts, his teeth gritted and his eyes squeezed shut. You quickly grow more comfortable with the motion, and you slip your other hand between his legs to fondle his balls too - carefully, as you know that is a very delicate area for a man. They feel big, and hairy, and heavy in your hand, and he moans when you squeeze them lightly, trying your best to massage them in a way that gives him pleasure.

It would seem that you succeed, because it isn't long before Abraham's body tenses and his balls tighten right in your grip.

" - gonna come" he grunts, and you can't help but hold your breath in anticipation.

Abraham groans, and his cock pulses in your hand, and then his semen starts spurting from the tip. There's so much of it, spilling all over your fingers in thick, sticky ropes, and you keep stroking him through his peak, taking in his ragged breaths, the shallow jerks of his hips, the deep furrow of his brow. It is the loveliest thing you've ever laid eyes on, and when he stills your hand and collapses next to you on the floor, your chest swells with pride. You made him do that.

"Fuck" he pants. There's a lock of hair sticking to his forehead, and you are dying to reach over and gently brush it back, but you are too shy to be so familiar.

"Was it good?" you ask instead, hoping for praise or maybe a nice compliment, but Abraham just gives a hoarse laugh as he tucks his cock back into his trousers. You look away. Despite what you did just a moment ago, looking at it now feels terribly indecent.

Outside, the rain has stopped, the wind has died down, and it is high time for you to return home. You wipe your hand clean with a handkerchief - you can rinse it in the stream on the way back - and turn away from him as you smooth out your skirt and button your coat.

"What do you want" Abraham asks suddenly. "For your wedding gift. What do you want?"

Immediately, you start going through all the lists in your head - there are a hundred things to consider when setting up a new household, clothes and dishware and furnishing, and the little hope chest under your bed is already filled to the brim.

"Well-" you begin, "I'll get linens from my mother, and you already have the stove sorted, and Cora said we could have her old cast iron skillet, but we should probably start saving for a -"

"No" he interrupts, impatiently. "Forget all that, what do you want from me"

He looks sheepish and uncomfortable and it takes you a moment to realise that he is trying to be attentive - maybe even romantic.

It makes you want to throw your arms around his neck.

"I don't know" you mutter, blushing all over again. "I haven't thought about it - you don't have to give me anything"

"I'll get you something. Something pretty, yea?" he grins, wide enough that his cheeks crease and dimple - God, he's awfully charming sometimes, when he wants to be.

You blush even deeper, picking at your nails and responding with an awkward yes, yeah alright.

Abraham doesn't say anything after that, already back to his usual sullen demeanor - but right before the door closes behind you, he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you back to kiss you right on the mouth.

You make your way back home, warm all over from the kiss and the excitement and the lingering heat in your core. And maybe a little bit just from the very thought of Abraham himself.

I have never posted fics to tumblr before, please let me know if there's anything wrong with it!

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Click the source link for 464 gifs (245x145) of Anna Chancellor in various period roles between 2012 and 2022: Come Away, Downton Abbey, Grantchester, Mrs. Harris Goes To Paris, Penny Dreadful, The Crown, The Happy Prince, The Importance of Being Oscar, We'll Take Manhattan.  All gifs were made from scratch by me so please don’t claim as yours, include in other gif packs/hunts or make edits with them (if you want to turn them into gif icons, ask me first and give credit); I don’t abide by the classic +/- 5 year rule. For full rules, go HERE. Reblog & like if you find them helpful.

Triggers: eating, drinking, smoking, kissing, sex, illness, seizures, character death.

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Star-studded Opening night for Wilko World Premiere at the Queen’s Theatre, Hornchurch.

A dazzling Opening Night unfolded on Saturday, marking the world premiere of Queen’s Theatre Hornchurch’s inaugural show for their spring season. Wilko is a production skilfully written by renowned journalist and TV broadcaster Jonathan Maitland, playing until 24 February.

The star-studded event drew in illustrious personalities, including Jemma Redgrave, celebrated for her roles in Dr Who, Holby City, and Grantchester. Currently sharing the screen with Jason Statham in The Beekeeper, Jemma expressed her enthusiasm: “I absolutely loved it. It’s brilliantly written, exceptionally well-performed, and the music is fantastic. Come and see it!”

John Michie, known for his roles in Holby City, Coronation Street, and Taggart, revealed his admiration for the Canvey Island legend, saying, “I’m a big fan of Dr Feelgood. I loved Wilko Johnson, and this cast tonight absolutely nailed it. The music was spot on. It’s a great show; I highly recommend it!”

Patrick Gibson (Shadow and Bone, The Tudors),Richard Gibson (‘Allo ‘Allo), and Penelope Rawlins(award-winning voice artist) praised the evening as “the best evening imaginable,” commending the amazing cast and the performance of fantastic music.

Sadie Nine of BBC Essex Radio described the show as “absolutely fabulous” and urged those near Canvey Island to attend.

The list of VIPs included Richard ‘Kid’ Strange, founder of the mid-1970s proto-punk band Doctor of Madness, and Rebecca Harris MP for Castle Point.

From standing ovations to heartfelt commendations, audiences have showered praise on the world premiere of this rock ‘n’ roll extravaganza. Its enchanting blend of humour and emotion has captivated viewers, who lauded the cast’s brilliance, the well-crafted script, and the superb staging.

Here’s a glimpse of the audience’s acclaim for “Wilko”:

• “An extraordinarily brilliant show. It had integrity; amazing performances, fabulous music, and much to say about life…go see it!”

• “Great show. Brilliant cast. Very well written and staged. Went last night and will be back for sure.”

• “Anyone who is a fan of Dr Feelgood or Wilko Johnson should see it.”

• “It’s brilliant. The actor who plays Wilko is great. All the cast are fantastic. Some laughs and some tears.”

• “Take my hat off to the writer who gave us great insights into Wilko’s life and career.”

• “10/10 – I want to see it again!”

Wilko is a striking biographic play with live music celebrating the extraordinary life of Dr Feelgood co-founder Wilko Johnson. In 2012 the iconic rock star was told he had inoperable cancer and a year to live. Refusing all treatment, he decided to spend his last months living meaningfully: seeing the people, places and things which meant most to him during his remarkable life. Then, a miracle happened….  This new play is a mixture of words, rock ‘n roll, and quotes from the man himself – tells the amazing, uplifting true story of Wilko, the Essex legend. 

Tickets from £19 (plus 65p QNext fee), under 26s £8 (age guidance 11+). To book, call the Box Office on 01708 443333 or visit queens-theatre.co.uk 

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i was tagged by @nyehhh-h, thanks dear!

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First ship : müllez or schweinski? still love them

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tvrundown USA 2024.08.04

Sunday, August 4th:

(streaming shows): Mayor of Kingstown (Para+, season 3 finale), Orphan Black: Echoes (AMC+), Mission: Yozakura Family (hulu), Miss Night and Day (netflix, season 1 finale)

(specials): Miss USA 2024 (theCW, 73rd annual pageant, 2hrs), 2024 Stellar Gospel Music Awards (BET, 39th annual, 2.5 hours)

(original made-for-TV movies): "The Neighbor Who Saw Too Much" (LIFE, 2hrs+)

(hour 1): Hotel Portofino (PBS), Tulsa King (CBS), The Great Food Truck Race (FOOD), Biography: WWE Legends (A&E, "Trish Stratus")

(hour 2): Grantchester (PBS, season 9 finale), Hotel Cocaine (MGM+, season 1 finale), House of the Dragon (HBO, ~75mins, season 2 finale), Snowpiercer (AMC|AMC+, ~67mins), Big Brother (CBS), Biography: WWE Legends (A&E, "Becky Lynch", season 4 finale)

(hour 3): Emperor of Ocean Park (MGM+), The Icons That Built America (HIST, season 1 finale), Orphan Black: Echoes (AMC|BBCAm)

(hour 4 - latenight): Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO), PSI Cops! ([adultswim], 30mins)

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4 colorful dash icons of JAMES NORTON in grantchester. james was born in 1985 and is white so please cast accordingly. the icons are sized at 200x200.

these dash icons were made for @goldenglcw​ as part of the 2020 @rphserver​ gift exchange! please like & reblog if using. 

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Can you do pride icons of William Davenport from Grantchester? (And include an omnisexual icon to!)

Andjdjsjaj yes I hope these are alright-

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below the cut you can find #52 icons of james norton in war & peace and grantchester. screencaps do not belong to me, though both psds used do. feel free to use this for whatever purpose you want, although they were created with the intention of being used to roleplay. enjoy!

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james norton icons

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Two Grantchester icons made by me

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James Norton // Green and Brown

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The Nevers on HBO (small spoilers)

Joss Whedon created "The Nevers" but I'm going to ignore his involvement. Partly because he's a piece of shit, but also because a lot of other people were involved in the making of this show and I'm sure they put their hearts and souls into it. Anyway he only wrote one episode and directed three before dropping out of the show entirely late last year. They're definitely not marketing it with his name attached. The new showrunner is executive producer Philippa Goslett.

Wikipedia calls it an American show but it absolutely doesn't feel like it, probably because it was filmed 100% in England with a UK crew and no American actors (lol ok with one notable exception). The writing doesn't even have that "Americans writing about English people" feel. The writers, producers, and cast are all nicely diverse and predominantly women, which I'm guessing is why it doesn't feel like a Whedon series.

It's kinda steampunky, kinda not. There's definitely some science fiction to it but it mostly stays grounded in a believably historical Victorian London. It's not too Doctor Who or Firefly in tone, is what I mean.

The pilot is surprisingly sober for a story about an outcast populace of "mutants" referred to as the Touched ("The Nevers" is one of those odd titles that isn't ever said in the actual show). It's a mostly chatty hour of our cast coming together to introduce themselves and converse in a chilly manner. Most of these characters are unfriendly, if not downright nasty pieces of work.

The Touched are mostly female and have had odd powers bestowed upon them by...well I won't ruin it, but it's pretty wild and unexpected. Most people consider them cursed and a threat to the status quo. Many of their powers are pretty by the book (invulnerability, super strength, firebending, future sight, etc) while others are more strange. Apparently there are hundreds of them. And since those affected tend not to be male, white, and rich, those who are those three things think it necessary to do something about the Touched.

The cast is a chef's kiss of familiar English TV faces. My favorite grumpy bastard, Pip Torrens (formerly of Preacher and Poldark fame) plays the sinister establishment plotmaster against the Touched, Lord Massen, because of course he does. James Norton does a 180 from his role in Grantchester to play the inevitable posh hedonist who's part of an insidious secret society/pagan sex cult. The one American addition is Denis O'Hare (AHS) hamming it up beautifully as some mad scientist type. I mean there's a LOT of characters and that's barely scratching the surface. I haven't even mention the women yet, who are all perfect.

I watched the pilot twice in a row and yeah...it was really, really good. I definitely think there's some intriguing mysteries in there. It's not silly or insulting of my intelligence. Unlike some shows by Whedon I don't see that "sexy young female character trying to be a kickass feminist icon" thing he does in this. So yay for not pandering to us for once, I guess.

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I’ve been posting lots lately and thought it might be worth doing a little intro + a lookout for some new people to follow + talk to! So pls interact/like this post if you have any similar interests to me :) v Waffle is below v

I’m Isobel (you can call me Bel if you’d like !) and am 20, almost 21 (yuck)... I am from Yorkshire but am studying English Literature in Durham -- in my final year but am hoping to stay on for another to do a masters!

I have loved period/detective dramas since I was a lot younger (probably when I made this account!) So I’ve moved through Father Brown, Endeavour, Mapp & Lucia, Lord Peter Wimsey, Grantchester, to now my favourite, The Hour! I am also a huge fan of the Merchant Ivory film adaptations of E.M. Forster’s novels, especially Maurice (hence the icon). I love film and art, I illustrate quite a bit and I am a huge fan of Paddington Bear!!! Also, coincidentally, Ben Whishaw :) 

If you check my blog out via the web, there’s a #tagging page which has a lot of my interests on !

This blog has turned a bit into my Pinterest board, so you’ll expect quite a mix of aesthetics, gifsets, and pretty people I find. I would love to get to know some new people this year so if you’re either finding me through this post, or you already follow me, pls do talk to me! I am :) lonely :) x

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tvrundown USA 2024.07.28

Sunday, July 28th:

(streaming twice/week): Miss Night and Day (netflix)

(streaming weekly): Mayor of Kingstown (Para+, penultimate), Orphan Black: Echoes (AMC+), Mission: Yozakura Family (hulu)

(specials): "KCON LA 2024" (theCW, K-pop concert, 2hrs)

(original made-for-TV movies): Secrets on Maple Street: "Murder for Mortgage" (LIFE, 2hrs+)

(hour 1): Hotel Portofino (PBS, season 3 opener), Tulsa King (CBS), The Great Food Truck Race (FOOD), Biography: WWE Legends (A&E, "Ted DiBiase")

(hour 2): Grantchester (PBS, penultimate), Hotel Cocaine (MGM+, penultimate), House of the Dragon (HBO, penultimate), Snowpiercer (AMC|AMC+, ~65mins), Big Brother (CBS), Uncensored (TVOne, "Dapper Dan"), The Food That Built America (HIST, season 5B finale), Biography: WWE Legends (A&E, "Paul Heyman")

(hour 3): The Lazarus Project (TNT, ~65mins, series finale), Emperor of Ocean Park (MGM+), Orphan Black: Echoes (AMC|BBCAm), The Icons That Built America (HIST)

(hour 4 - latenight): Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO), Psi Cops ([adultswim], 30mins)

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answer these and tag 9 people you’d like to know better / catch up with !

LAST SONG : DoIt Again by DJ Atlantic Lab. I need moody/uncertain club vibes for a thread.

CURRENTLY READING :  I wish I could use my degree and say something very highbrow right now, but reading is my distraction when I’m not writing threads or working on cosplay. It’s currently the first book in Julia Quinn’s Smythe-Smith Quartet series (which I’m slowly getting through even though a lot of readers say Hugh Prentice’s book is the best in the series). The next choices will be The Rokesby series, which are the Bridgerton prequels. Eventually I’ll move onto Lisa Kleypas’ books. I also just read the new chapter of Tokyo Revengers and my heart hurts.

CURRENTLY WATCHING : Due to my job, I’m never watching only one thing at a time. In the past day, I’ve watched some or all of: the new season of Grantchester, the new season of Call the Midwife, Season 1 of HBO’s Euphoria (I have to go slowly with this one. Kat’s plotline brings up a lot of feels), and Netflix’s Clickbait. I need to start The Fall soon, which I’m honestly surprised I’ve yet to try until now. 

CURRENTLY CRAVING : Currently on a diet before my convention next month so I can fit into costumes, so everything may be an appropriate answer here. But more specifically, I crave my fiance’s spaghetti carbonara, a trip to the conveyor belt sushi restaurant, and Korean BBQ.

tagged by: @madamhatter​  (thank you!)

tagging: Anyone who is using a manga character for their icons/face claim who hasn’t done this yet.

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The Crown Season Four Will Focus On the Drama of the Princess Diana and Prince Charles Years

Netflix's acclaimed drama about the British monarchy will star Emma Corrin as Diana and Gillian Anderson as Margaret Thatcher (Photo: Elaine Chung)

Esquire Aug 13, 2020

In the season three finale of The Crown, Netflix’s beloved and acclaimed series about the British monarchy, we left Queen Elizabeth riding alone through the streets of London in a gilded carriage, stone-faced even as the roar of a jubilant crowd poured through the carriage’s four walls. With season four on the horizon, the show promises to do more of what it does best—illuminate the private struggles of the royals from within their public facade. But with casting news always trickling out about the show’s ever-evolving carousel of characters, what can we expect from the hotly-anticipated fourth season? Here’s everything we know about the upcoming season thus far.

*Spoilers Alert*

What Will The Crown Season 4 Be About?

Season Three’s action wrapped up in June 1977—just months before Lady Diana Spencer met Prince Charles in November 1977. The people’s princess will be a major focal point of the fourth season, with she and Charles entering into a high-profile relationship soon after the manipulations of his relatives soured his relationship with Camilla Shand. Lady Di will be played by Emma Corrin, an English actress casted fresh out of drama school, whose sole credit prior to The Crown was the PBS murder mystery series Grantchester. Early photos from the set showed Corrin and Josh O’Connor, who plays Prince Charles, recreating a visit from the couple’s 1983 royal tour of Australia.

In a statement on her Instagram, Corrin wrote, “Beyond excited and honoured to be joining The Crown for its fourth season. I have been glued to the show since the first episode and to think I’m now joining this incredibly talented acting family is just surreal. Princess Diana was an icon, and her effect on the world remains profound and inspiring. To be given the chance to explore her through Peter Morgan’s writing is the most exceptional opportunity, and I will strive to do her justice!”

Peter Morgan, the show’s creator, said of Corrin, “Emma is a brilliant talent who immediately captivated us when she came in for the part of Diana Spencer. As well as having the innocence and beauty of a young Diana, she also has, in abundance, the range and complexity to portray an extraordinary woman who went from anonymous teenager to becoming the most iconic woman of her generation.”

O’Connor, who turned in a standout performance in season three, hinted at a larger role for Prince Charles, saying that season four is "very much the Diana and Charles years, and particularly focusing on what happened there and the ramifications of that going forward."

Meanwhile, Gillian Anderson will join the cast as Margaret Thatcher, the United Kingdom’s first female prime minister. Early photos from the set show Anderson in trademark Thatcher attire, with impeccably coiffed hair and a skirt suit featuring shoulder pads. In a statement via The Crown’s Twitter account, Anderson said, "I am so excited to be joining the cast and crew of The Crown and to have the opportunity to portray such a complicated and controversial woman. Thatcher was undoubtedly formidable but I am relishing exploring beneath the surface and, dare I say, falling in love with the icon who, whether loved or despised, defined an era."

Who’s In the Cast?

Corrin and Anderson are newcomers to the cast, along with Fleabag’s Angus Imrie, who will join as a young Prince Edward. Meanwhile, season three’s core cast will return, with Olivia Colman as Queen Elizabeth, Tobias Menzies as Prince Philip, O’Connor as Prince Charles, Helena Bonham Carter as Princess Margaret, Ben Daniels as Antony Armstrong-Jones, Erin Doherty as Princess Anne, Emerald Fennell as Camilla Shand, Marion Bailey as The Queen Mother, and Charles Dance as Louis Mountbatten.

When is The Crown Season 4 Release Date On Netflix?

With the coronavirus pandemic gumming up the filming process, television release dates are in chaos. Back in March, The Crown stopped filming two weeks ahead of schedule, managing to complete principal photography despite cutting the shooting process short. Though ending filming early involved sacrifices, Morgan told IndieWire that it was better to make the best of a difficult situation than to delay Season Four.

"For the final block, one director [Jessica Hobbs] was filming three separate episodes," Morgan said. "A couple of scenes were missing from each one. Having looked at them, we [could] just about get away with it. She will forever rue not being able to shoot them. The price of waiting would have meant to not get the show out on the same schedule. And nobody to whom I've shown the episodes can tell what's missing. I'm really relieved."

Though no official release date has been announced, Morgan’s comments suggest that fans can be cautiously optimistic about The Crown returning to screens before the end of 2020. Watch this space for updates as we continue to learn more.

*Season 4 will be released in November!