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worldsboy

i present, my new obsession, choi mujin

agusteura

im obsessed with this guy oh lord someone needs a therapy rn

skulandcrossbones

CHOI MUJIN | MY NAME 1.03

whitepeopletwitter

deermemoriesarchive-deactivated

I get on tumblr dot com, reblog 100 posts in less then 5 minutes, then i leave

flowercrownimpala

i wonder if actors ever get their scripts and are like

well this is fucking stupid

daenerys-targaryen-moved

insertoriginalandcreativename

People saying how Raoul was mean to Christine and that she should’ve chosen Erik instead- Did y’all just forget about how he killed people and stalked her?? And that he literally tries to kill her FIANCÉE??? And tries to force her to marry him instead??

cocomoraine

Can I just say, that after watching The Phantom of the Opera last night, I'm still not over it, and I love these three until death.

dreamer-of-thieves

reading The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle like

starkgirl21

Tell us how you really feel, Mr. Knightley 😂

cantfightfatetoo

The ballroom dance scene in Emma is pure sex. The absence of gloves so they can touch one another. Their sexual tension. The intimacy and yearning. The way Mr. Knightley can't keep his eye off of Emma. When they linger mid dance to stare at each other before realizing they should be dancing. How Emma doesn't want to let go of Mr. Knightley's hand afterwards so his hand glides against her waist.

historical-beauty-lily

Emma. (2020) dir. Autumn de Wilde

scruffyhalfwit

I really need to talk about that dance scene...

The dance scene is just as good as the 2005 Pride & Prejudice one. But I particularly love this one because of the detail about Emma’s gloves. She takes them off. Even after she asks Mr Knightley to dance, she doesn’t put them back on. Touching a woman’s bare hand was a very intimate form of physical affection, and generally considered a big no-no at the time (especially public occasions). The gloves are off, their barriers are down…and while it may seem like a sweet dance between two friends, it becomes unbearably intense as it goes on. They get closer, the camera gets closer, and they begin to lose focus of the world around them, even the dance itself. And I just love the glorious close-up of their hands touching, like they don’t want to let go just yet. The skin-to-skin contact is everything. Thank-you, Autumn de Wilde!