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  • hannah seems so nice and fun and i’m worried she either has an ed or is a ghost and that’s why she doesn’t eat or drink anything???? either way she’s cool

    #the haunting of bly manor #hannah grose #angel watches thobm
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  • Animal Crossing: Bly Manor (part 3)

    #animal crossing#new horizons #animal crossing new horizons #acnh #the haunting of bly manor #thobm#thobmgif#hannah grose#owen sharma#flora wingrave#miles wingrave#dani clayton #probably my last gifset about bly manor for now because i'm out of ideas #unless anyone has ideas for more scenes to recreate!
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  • #the haunting of bly manor #dani clayton#damie #dani and jamie #owen sharma#hannah grose
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  • Nearly two months later, I’m still thinking about Jamie and how the story she told at the wedding wasn’t just about her love story with Dani, but her love for Hannah and Rebecca, too. And how, through telling their stories, she’s keeping a piece of all three women alive by making sure they’re remembered.

    #dani x jamie #rebecca jessel#hannah grose#dani clayton#jamie taylor #the haunting of bly manor #as much as i wish we got more jamie #it makes sense jamie would spend the least amount of time on herself in the narrative #(tho i wouldnt have minded less peter and henry)
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    #dani is a lesbian bimbo #rebecca is too pretty to be straight #she's bi from now on #hannah and owen she/they and he/they supremacy #tv show#thobm #the haunting of bly manor #thobm jamie#thobm netflix#thobm meme#thobm edit#thobmedit#dani clayton#jamie taylor#jamie clayton#henry wingrave#flora wingrave#miles wingrave#hannah grose#owen sharma#rebecca jessel#thobm hannah#thobm owen #tumblr text post #tumblr texts#tumblr textpost #tumblr text meme #tumblr texto#text post#tumblr post
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    #i cannot #the haunting of bly manor #the haunting #the haunting series #the haunting of bly manor spoilers #thobm#thohh#bly manor#damie #dani x jamie #hannah x owen #dani clayton #jamie the gardener #hannah grose#owen sharma#rebecca jessel#peter quint#thobm dani#thobm jamie#wlw#meme #lana del rey
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  • Hold My Hand - By WaldosAkimbo

    Rated Mature
    Hannah Grose/Owen Sharma
    Archive Warning : Major Character Death

    Chapter 8 (Final Chapter)
    (~2300 words)

    She drifts.

    She drifts….

    She blinks and Hannah takes a deep breath, like rousing from a nap, before she cranes her neck up and smiles when the now familiar lips and that moustache of Owen Sharma meets her cheek. The sun feels so good today that she found a sleeveless blouse with a high collar, pinning a pearl-accented brooch at the close of her throat. The dark wine silk billows gently in the breeze as Owen puts himself behind her, hugging her closer.

    “I suppose it’s something,” Owen says with a thoughtful hum, the roll of his eyes clear anyways. “At any rate, proof right there you’re in Paris.”

    “Nowhere else in the world,” she says and shifts so they can be side by side, so she can put her arm around him. Protect him for a change, even though there is seemingly nothing wrong with the world. A false truth in every sense, but a false truth for everyone, really. “Unless they decide to spring up a miniature somewhere.”

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    #the haunting of bly manor #hannah grose#owen sharma #hannah x owen #waldos fic#completed work
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  • Smutty mcsmut time (mature/explicit content warning)

    Dani x Jamie fic

    Read it on ao3

    CHAPTER 4

    Hannah and Owen had greeted Jamie and Dani with their new Parisian habit of kissing both cheeks. Two minutes in, they were fumbling with excuses to make themselves scarce. Owen said something about having errands to run for his restaurant and Hannah mentioned a friend needing her. They promised they’d be available for a long brunch the next day as they waved and smirked on their way out the door. 

    “That obvious?” Jamie asked, rubbing her arm and then scratching her head in a show of embarrassment. 

    Dani couldn’t have cared less. Instead of answering, she turned toward Jamie and held both of her arms for a moment before letting herself fall forward into a much-awaited kiss. It was like coming up for air without having realized you’d been drowning. Jamie’s lips were so so soft against her own. She traced the woman’s bottom lip with her tongue while encouraging the gardener to wrap her arms around her back to hold her closer. Jamie obliged. She let her tongue dance furiously with Dani’s, making the au pair’s head spin in delight. Somewhere in the fog that had become her thoughts, Dani realized Jamie was pushing them back toward the small couch in the center of the room. 

    “No,” Dani said, out of breath. 

    Jamie stopped immediately and broke the kiss. “Everything all right?” she asked. Her eyes, though heavily dilated, were primarily concerned as they scanned Dani’s face. Her brows scrunched in worry and her grip loosened.

    “Yes,” Dani smiled and let her forehead touch Jamie’s. “I just mean, let’s go to the bedroom.”

    “Oh,” Jamie said in a hushed tone. Her eyes drifted to Dani’s lips. “Thought you’d never ask, Poppins.”

    “Liar,” Dani teased. 

    Jamie smacked Dani’s rear playfully in retaliation before bending at the knee to lift Dani onto her hips. Dani yelped and laughed in surprise. She didn’t know where Jamie hid all her strength in that wiry frame, but as she walked them toward the guest room, she was profoundly thankful for it. They giggled as Dani fumbled to open the door behind her without breaking their kiss. Jamie kicked the door shut before walking them to the bed and dropping them both onto it. 

    “Oof!” Dani groaned with a laugh. 

    “Not my most graceful moment, but give a girl a break. I don’t know the room and it’s been a minute as you Yanks say,” Jamie joked. 

    Lifting her arms to wrap around Jamie’s neck, Dani sighed contentedly. They shifted so that her head rested on a pillow and Jamie’s form was pressed against hers. She cupped Jamie’s face in her palms, worshiping the lips and tongue that quickly met hers. This woman made her feel more drunk than a bottle of wine. She felt Jamie kicking off her shoes and did the same. Jamie sat up on her knees, straddling Dani, and the au pair thanked her lucky stars that Jamie had decided to wear a button-up blouse today. It meant she could carefully, slowly unveil Jamie’s skin an inch at a time. She marvelled at the sight of her fiancée’s flat stomach, letting her fingers trace their way up to the contrasting curves of Jamie’s breasts in a pretty blue bra. “May I?” she asked with a finger tracing the lace as she sat up. 

    “No need to ask tonight, love,” Jamie assured her. She guided Dani’s hands to her back until Dani felt the clasps and undid them. 

    The bra fell easily and Dani couldn’t help but stare. “You’re so beautiful,” she said, knowing it might sound cheesy, but uncaring, because it was true. 

    Jamie lifted each of Dani’s hands to a breast in response. “Show me,” she said, her voice low.

    After an eager nod and a somewhat frantic switch of their positions, Dani did just that. She started with Jamie’s lips, but moved quickly to her perfect jawline before savoring the nape of her neck. All the while, her leg served as purchase for Jamie as their bodies rocked into each other in waves. As Jamie’s fingertips dug into her back, Dani marked the gardener’s shoulder with a bruising, sucking kiss. No one would likely ever see the mark, but Dani liked knowing it was there–that there was a physical trace of her that Jamie would take back to the states with her. 

    Hands still cupping perfect breasts, she dipped to take one of their peaks into her mouth. Jamie moaned and squirmed beneath her. “Dani,” she whispered, and in it, there was delicious desperation–a plea. 

    Dani wasn’t the sort to be asked twice, especially when it came to Jamie. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her as her lips burned a trail down Jamie’s stomach to the apex of a hip. In a brief pause, she undid the button of the woman’s trousers and unzipped them. Jamie lifted her hips for her as Dani removed the boundaries between them, then did the same for herself. 

    “I missed you so much,” Jamie said when Dani let their bodies be pressed together once more, lingering in a kiss. 

    “I missed you, too,” she said. She felt a wave of peace at the feeling of Jamie’s naked skin against hers. There was no more distance, no more miles and miles of ocean, and for the rest of their time together, she didn’t want a single millimeter between them. “I missed you so fucking much.” 

    Jamie’s brows twitched in surprise at the harsh wording, but she grinned. Apparently she’d liked that. Dani made a mental note. “Let me show you,” she said, and returned to following her earlier trail to Jamie’s center. 

    The taste of her was the same, and it was as if time had stopped and collapsed in on itself at once. It had been so stupidly long, but it was as if no time had passed. Jamie gripped the sheets as she arched into her and asked for more. Dani let herself drown in the moment: it was all here and now, but also a return to before, as well as a promise of thereafter. It was her, it was Jamie, it was them, together.

    Dani pressed down on Jamie’s hips as the gardener arched further and further into her mouth. Her breathing became rushed and punctuated with high-pitched moans among whispers of Dani’s name. She was already so close. No matter. Dani was determined that this would only be her first. She would not let Jamie leave this side of the world again without knowing just how much she’d been missed. Her tongue being too occupied to say the words at the moment, she let its movements say them for her. I love you. I fucking adore you. 

    When Jamie asked for more still, Dani let a finger test her entrance. When Jamie’s hips angled in invitation, she slipped inside. She closed her eyes as they rolled back with the ecstasy of knowing that the sounds–the gasps and the moans–coming from Jamie were because of her. Another finger joined her first and she found herself moaning with Jamie as the gardener climbed toward the edge. 

    “You,” Jamie said between breaths. She gripped Dani’s unoccupied hand on Jamie’s hip before nudging it down. 

    Dani’s heart fluttered and her stomach flipped, knowing what Jamie wanted. She let her hand travel down between her own legs. She synced her rhythm there with the flicks of her tongue and the movement of her fingers inside Jamie. It didn’t take long to catch up. The gardener watched her and evidently, it was her undoing. She gripped the sheets until her knuckles became white. Her back arched and her hips surged. She told Dani not to stop, and Dani felt herself fall over the edge along with her as she made a silent vow: Never. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through Dani, and she felt Jamie pulsing with the same ecstasy. Every exhale from Jamie’s lips carried her name.  

    They panted together, spent for the moment. Jamie pulled on Dani’s shoulder in a silent request for Dani to join her further up the bed. She collapsed next to Jamie, letting the woman wrap her arms and legs around her as she laid her head on Dani’s chest. The au pair massaged the base of the gardener’s scalp as she held her close and kissed the top of her head, whispering “I love you,” over and over again. 

    They let the sky fade to night and the lights of the city emerge. At peace in each other’s arms, they remapped each other’s bodies with new memories. Well after they heard Hannah and Owen return, they quietly continued to let their bodies remember how well they moved together, losing count of the number of times they collapsed in bliss. Eventually, after Jamie’s hand muffled one of Dani’s moans as the morning’s light threatened to creep in, they curled into each other and sated sleep found them. 

    ****

    Dani stretched as she awoke, each ache a pleasant reminder of the night’s activities. She placed a kiss on Jamie’s shoulder as she reached over the gardener to grab her phone on the nightstand. Her eyes bugged at the late hour. “We can’t call it brunch much longer,” she mumbled.

    “Hmm?” Jamie hummed. 

    A smile immediately spread across Dani’s lips. She sidled back behind Jamie, tugging herself closer as she kissed between her shoulder blades. “We should probably join the land of the living,” she said between each kiss. 

    Jamie merely grunted and Dani couldn’t help but display a smug grin. The gardener usually hated sleeping in too late, but apparently last night had tired her out. 

    She bit her lip as she considered a different approach. 

    The au pair’s hand wove to tuck itself between Jamie’s breasts. She massaged them gently before letting the tip of her fingers trace down to Jamie’s navel and lower still, eliciting a hitch of Jamie’s breath,. She paused when Jamie’s pressed-together thighs blocked her way, diverting her course so that her nails grazed Jamie’s hips. She slid a knee between Jamie’s thighs, gaining access to her from behind.  

    After a stifled gasp into the mattress, Jamie’s hips rolled into the movement of Dani’s hand. The gardener laced her fingers into Dani’s other hand, tucked beneath her pillow. “‘Morning, Poppins,” she managed. “If you’d planned on leaving this bed, you have an odd way of going about it.”

    “I have mixed feelings on the subject,” Dani chuckled as she nibbled Jamie’s shoulder. 

    The gardener cleared her throat as if to say something, but at that moment, Dani had decided to enter her. Jamie cursed and Dani somehow thought it was the most beautiful four-letter word she’d ever heard. Dani whispered ‘you’re beautiful’s and ‘I love yous’ with each thrust, sprinkling kisses on the gardener’s shoulders, until Jamie grabbed their shared pillow to muffle her climax. 

    Dani felt drunk with awe. She rolled her hips into Jamie’s with every pulsing aftershock. Her breathing was labored as she eased her fingers out. The brunette grunted a protest, making Dani chuckle noiselessly. “We really should get up.”

    “You started it,” Jamie grumbled. 

    “Are you complaining?” Dani teased.

    Jamie reached behind herself to pull Dani’s hips into her backside. “Only if I can’t return the favor.”

    “There’ll be other times,” Dani said. 

    “That’s my line.”

    “Ah, how the tables have turned,” Dani smirked. “Though, I was thinking…shower?”

    Jamie turned, finally facing Dani, and as a result, stole her breath away. The sight of her, flushed and her hair mussed about, was far too tantalizing.

    “You’re right,” Jamie said with a stretch. “We probably do smell like, well, sex,” she admitted matter-of-factly. She leaned forward to peck Dani’s lips. “That is, if I can manage to get there. I don’t think my legs work anymore.” 

    “I’m very not sorry,” Dani said, nuzzling Jamie’s nose against her own. She pulled at the back of Jamie’s knee to wrap a leg around her waist. They grinned at each other until, like magnets inevitably attracted to each other, their lips met. The kiss was gentle and sweet, lacking the urgency of their first kisses from the night before. 

    All at once and all too soon, the outside world came a-knocking. “Ladies?” Hannah asked as her knuckles rapped against the door. “Owen says if you make his brunch grow any colder, you’re … do I really have to say it?”

    They heard a low, muffled voice, sounding like an affirmation belonging to Owen.

    Hannah sighed. “He says you’re bacon his heart. There. I said it, which means if they don’t answer, you’re the one that has to go in there.” 

    “Just a tick!” Jamie called. “Give us…?” she looked at Dani in question. 

    “Oh, I won’t take long, if that’s what you’re asking,” Dani purred with a raised eyebrow. 

    “Err-” Jamie’s voice cracked. 

    Dani laughed. Jamie could be incredibly smooth, but Dani knew all the tricks to undo her. 

    Jamie cleared her throat and tried again. “Give us about ten, maybe fifteen, minutes? We’ll take a quick rinse.” 

    They heard Hannah chuckle outside the door. “Of course, dears.”

    “Ten minutes?” Dani asked. 

    “You said you wouldn’t take long.” 

    “To get off, not to shower,” Dani laughed. 

    Jamie’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Blimey, Poppins, you’ll be the death of me. Besides,” she regained some of her composure. “Can’t it be both?”

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    #the haunting of bly manor #thobm#bly manor #dani x jamie #jamie x dani #damie#dani clayton #jamie bly manor #owen sharma#hannah grose#netflix#wlw#lgbtq#lesbian#smut#damie smut#damie fic#damie fanfic#fanfic #lovers in paris #jamie clayton#damie thirst#dani thirst #It's been a while since I've written one of these scenes #sorry not sorry
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    The haunting of bly manor + reductress headlines

    #this has probably been done before #but here's my version i guess #tv show#thobm #the haunting of bly manor #thobm jamie#thobm netflix#jamie taylor#jamie clayton#damie#dani clayton #dani x jamie #jamie x dani #hannah grose #hannah x owen #owen x hannah #peter quint#thobm hannah#thobm peter#rebecca jessel #peter x rebecca #rebecca x peter #owen sharma#thobm owen#thobm meme#reductress headlines #funny text posts #tumblr text post #thobm edit#tumblr textpost
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  • Dani: Coffee, Tea, or Me?

    Jamie: I-

    Everyone: Definitely you.

    Dani: Aw thank you!

    Jamie: It’s because your coffee and tea is shit Dani, it’s not a compliment.

    #dani clayton #haunting of bly manor #haunting of bly manor incorrect quotes #the haunting of bly manor incorrect quotes #hannah grose#owen sharma #jaimie the gardener #flora wingrave#miles wingrave#peter quint#rebecca#incorrect quotes#damie #jamie and dani #jaimie
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  • Hold My Hand - By WaldosAkimbo

    Rated Mature
    Hannah Grose/Owen Sharma
    Archive Warning : Major Character Death

    Chapter 7
    (~1000 words)The wind changes and the days slip into each other with a casual grace. They must. There’s…moments. That seem so inconsequential. Hannah doesn’t remember them. She remembers the important things. She remembers Owen through them all, so that must be….

    It should not be this easy to find this comfort. Nothing has ever been this easy, but Owen already fits around her better than silk and Hannah already sits so snuggly in his heart. He reminds her, daily, to live. To drink wine with him, to dance with him. Even yesterday she took a bite of food and it was strange how it felt like it had been so long. So long since really enjoying something.  It all feels too good to be real. Surely, he must see some flaw, some imperfection. She can see his. He is obnoxious about his flossing and leaves the string dangling on the basin of the sink, though he’ll clean it up the second pass through. He snores, though it’s soft and only occasionally. He…he has bad jokes! Though she loves them. She loves them. She loves all of them.

    Their trip to the market takes so long and she is finally required to carry some of the bags, which thrills her for some unspoken, unknowing reason. Huge berries, the darkest leafy greens, the freshest fish. They are poked over, combed over, haggled over. Hannah brightens after each discovery and leans in close as Owen explains how to tell which melon is ripe, or why this bread is so good, or why that cheese will crumble and melt in her mouth. The crinkle of brown parchment wraps around filets. The twine snapping tight around whole plucked pheasants. The spices, some of which cost a veritable fortune and she cannot wrap her mind over needing to pay so much for such a small bottle.

    “Pure magic,” he says to her, shaking the little cloves in their glass jar. “I’ll show you.”

    He will. She knows he will. She hopes so badly to taste it.

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    #the haunting of bly manor #hannah grose#owen sharma #hannah x owen #waldos fic
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  • TV is fucked. So the gf suggested we lie in bed with the laptop and watch Bly Manor again. Perfectly splendid!

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    Originally posted by softmaevewiley

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  • What’s better than one T'nia Miller? Only 2 T'nias 😱😍

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    #art#my art#tnia miller #the haunting of bly manor #thobm#hannah grose
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  • #the haunting of bly manor #Hannah Grose #Hannah x Owen
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  • Show me a prettier woman, i’ll wait

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  • Hold My Hand - By WaldosAkimbo

    Rated Mature
    Hannah Grose/Owen Sharma
    Archive Warning : Major Character Death

    Chapter 6
    (~900 words)

    Hannah wakes first, wrapped in the wonderfully firm arms of Owen. If she dreamed of this moment a thousand times before, it never once lived up to the real thing. He is sweet, the way he tucks his chin down, snoring softly into the pillow scrunched under his head. His fingers are loosely locked, easy to break apart as she slides out of the buttery warmth of their cocoon. They are lucky for the sun and the unseasonable warmth of mid-autumn, but she still crosses her arms and rubs her shoulders, prickling with a slight chill. There’s a loose shirt hung over a wooden chair in the corner, which she slips into and smells the cotton deeply. More of his scent. He can complain about her stealing clothes when he gets up.

    Hannah wakes first, because she always wakes first. She rises early, ready to set about her tasks for the day. And while at the manor, she would have put on the kettle and had tea ready for when Owen and Jamie arrived, as long as it wasn’t Jamie’s early day. Nothing against her, but pulling weeds before the sun is up does sound a bit like torture.

    The wooden floorboards are cool on the bottoms of her feet and she hugs her arms as she floats into the kitchen. Now, she may not be a properly trained chef, but poaching some eggs and making some toast doesn’t seem like a Herculean task. Her conviction doubles when she sees the small container of broth yet in the refrigerator, which fights to open for her on the first try. He’s done so much. Too much, in fact, and she cannot give him back everything he deserves. But steps are made, all the same.

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    #the haunting of bly manor #hannah grose#owen sharma #hannah x owen #waldos fic
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  • Hannah.

    #Hannah Grose #the haunting of bly manor #series#horror#scarry#actress#netflix#art#artwork#graphic design#design#fan art #critics choice awards #t'nia miller #artwork on tumblr #designs on tumblr #print design#bondworks
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  • Animal Crossing: Bly Manor (part 2)

    #animal crossing#new horizons #animal crossing new horizons #acnh #the haunting of bly manor #thobm#thobmgif#dani clayton#hannah grose#viola lloyd#viola willoughby #these gifs are so addicting to make #i want to make even more now
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