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emberz7 · 5 months
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class of 09 made me worse …
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konbinii · 11 months
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@GQGermany: Girls supporting girls
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jareaulover · 20 days
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I love reid so much but if I hear another person say "I'm not watching Criminal Minds: Evolution because Reid isn't there" I'm going to throw something!
What about JJ! What about EMILY! What about PENELOPE! What about TARA!!! DAVE? LUKE?
DO THEY MEAN NOTHING TO YOU???!?!!!!!?!!!?!?@
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bagelbongos · 6 months
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[via abby dahlkemper]
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captainmartin20 · 10 days
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north-noire · 4 months
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you cannot convince me otherwise that your william and henry designs are literally so pretty they’re so handsome especially in their purple and brown business suits hallelujah (i feel like an orphan holding their hand out for scraps when i ask for more drawings and dialogue of them like that) cause what do you mean im gonna have to face these men for business ventures and meetings? i have to convince them with stuff? oh they’re lowkey intimidating (cough especially henry sorry i love u tho) live laugh hidden hands 💋
Thank you so much for the lovely compliments! :D I agree that both of their presences in those suits can be quite overwhelming/overpowering in the sense that they sorta take the entire room. If you want something interesting, William was the one who bought Henry the brown suit, because Henry was just going to go in his "formal" attire (aka just him in a coat and flannel shirt combo) and William just straight up tells him: "No Henry. You are not coming to our business meetings and proposals like that." Cue fashion montage with Henry at the local mall and William buys him a suit that suited him nicely. I'm glad you like my designs for them with those outfits! </3 Here's a some memes of them in said suits for you (and everyone else!) <3 It makes me happy that you like them! (love that last quote aaaa)
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figthefruitfaeth · 1 year
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season 2 stancy and the trauma leading up to the breakup haunts me cause like--they are two sides of the same fucking coin. 
barb dies. there’s no warning, nothing smart, good girl nancy could’ve done. she just dies, and there’s no way to prove it, no body to show, no car, no adult who will listen. she died because nancy didn’t go home on a school night, because nancy had a beer and had barb try one too, because she jumped in the pool and slept with her boyfriend. barb died because nancy took the night off. nancy--standing in the early morning light in her boyfriend’s hoodie, looking around for her best friend and knowing deep in her bones something is wrong--dies that day too.
a girl dies in his pool. barb, nancy’s friend. he didn’t know her except through nancy, wouldn’t have been able to pick her out of a lineup and now she’ll always be in his house, he’ll always see some outline of her sitting there from his bedroom window--an outline too hazy to pick out detail and too solid to deny because king steve didn’t hang out with her crowd but new okay human being steve can’t ignore her either. barb died because he wasn’t a good person, because he cared, but not enough. steve--byers’ bruises along his temple and nail bat in his hand--dies that day too.
so nancy grows up too quick too fast, learns that anything good has to be hard to get or it’s bullshit, doesn’t make new friends doesn’t get tied down to more than what’s leftover--steve, who ties himself to everything, who embeds himself in the role of loving, caring boyfriend and babysitter and the fun high school senior, cause what else does he have?
and they love each other, they do, but they can’t see each other. steve--eyes shut tight, hoping if he doesn’t look maybe he can blip right over it, maybe they can both still be stupid teenagers who love each other, and nancy--looking straight ahead, still looking for barb because she never found a body and only ever seeing the stupid, naive nancy in her stupid, jerk boyfriend’s hoodie. and they can’t see each other, and more than that, even if could, they wouldn’t, they won’t. they won’t.
they’re both stuck in the same burning house, but where one of them is trying to run out, popping back in another door every time she gets just far enough, the other is running in turning the locks and shutting the windows tight. and it’s still burning. it’s still burning.
barb dies in the pool and nobody lives.
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only-one-brain-cell · 4 months
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“None of which we had access to for security.” Oh really? Then how the fuck was JJ able to play Scrabble with her then?????
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arisushanti · 9 months
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me: haha parasocial relationships are so weird like imagine thinking you know a celebrity like a friend smth or hahahah i could NEVER
also me: …. oh dimension 20/critical role cast, you guys are my best friends!!!!! 😁
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sapphic--kiwi · 3 months
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gustholomule week day 1: beach
inspired by some vintage beach photos i found, here’s 18/19 y/o gus and matt enjoying a rare day off work and school together 💙🤎
(@emsprovisions wrote a fanfic inspired by this art!!)
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Sometimes I think about how Charlie and Michael have never had a Canon interaction and I get sad :(
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sketalya · 6 months
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ITS 12/12...Emily's Day 🌹💚✨
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springchaelafton · 5 months
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Springtrap having an argument with Henry Emily. FNAF Springtrap / William Afton and Henry Emily drawing. AU
Another Fnaf fan AU drawing of mine. Springtrap is a phsychopath and managed to get out of his cage in the facility and break out. But between the exit and him is Henry Emily, and because of that it comes to an argument with Springtrap and Henry and to a fight, which ends pretty bloody... but that's something for another FNAF drawing.
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Behind the Scenes: A Woman's Guide to Sports
with Emily Hughes
Max had known his father was somewhere behind him as he and Kelly talked with Christian and Geri.
Jack had known his sister had gotten ahead a few steps on their way back to the Aston Martin area they were meant to be spending the race in.
What he wasn't expecting was what he, Trevor and Cole would stumble upon when they reached her.
There was no warning, no hello or greeting, just my body being roughly thrown into the wall outside of Redbull's hospitality, my body releasing a grunt on impact.
"Jack!" Is the first thing I can think to yell out, not even processing who now holds me by my shoulders.
"Who sent you here? If you think you're going to get some money out of me, or out of your brother you must be één stom kind (one dumb child)," the man in front of me bites, a thick accent on his tongue that can only be of Dutch origin.
"What?" Is the only question that comes to mind as I realize just who's in front of me.
Jos Verstappen.
Max Verstappen's father.
What the actual fuck.
"Hey! Get your hands off my sister!" Jack's voice cuts through my thoughts, bringing attention to where we are as Jack and Trevor pull Jos from me, Cole pulling me into his side protectively, chin resting on my head.
"Are you okay baby?" He whispers, moving to look into my eyes, one hand cupping my chin.
"I'm okay, my head just hurts a bit," is my answer, eyes not leaving my fuming brother as Lando Norris, Max Verstappen, his team principal and both their wives approach where Jack is now.
"Who the fuck do you think you are laying your hands on anyone, let alone my sister?!" He hollers, although Jos just looks smug, rolling up the sleeves of his button up before even considering a response.
"I don't know who you think you are," He begins, a scary smirk taking his face, "But I am the father of a two, soon to be three, world champion and I can have you removed from this paddock -"
"What is going on here," Christian Horner questions, looking between Cole and I and my brother who is now being slightly held by Trev.
"These kids are threatening me," Jos states, still looking smug, and I can feel every muscle in Cole's body tense.
"You shoved my girlfriend into the wall hard enough that her head hurts and you're trying to put this on us?" Cole questions, eyes on fire as Max and Christian look at me for confirmation, my being in shock, in part over what's just happened but also over having two F1 drivers right in front of me.
"Ik probeerde net terug te gaan naar Aston Martin (I was just trying to get back to Aston Martin)," I mumble, eyes meeting Max's in the knowledge that he knows what I'm saying. "I was minding my own business when he shoved me into the wall, claiming I was sent here and out to get money from him or 'my brother'," I repeat, Max nodding slowly.
"That's-"
"Probably exactly what happened," Max interrupts his own father. "Jos, leave."
"Max-"
"Do not make me call security," Christian steps in, stepping between the two men, and it's in such a fatherly, protective, manner that you can see how much he cares.
And Jos listens, storming off after shooting me a dirty look that has me curling closer to Cole, Jack and Trev coming over to our sides when he's far enough away.
"You okay, Kiddo?" Jack asks, a hand on my shoulder and eyes softening.
"Yeah J, I'm fine. It's just spooked me," I assure, him nodding, kissing the top of my head.
"You're Emily, right?" Norris is the one to ask, glancing to his friend. "Emily Verstappen?"
My eyes shoot wide, freezing my being.
"I am, but how do you know that?"
"I've heard of your podcast, one of the drivers, Logan, is American and listens when you have guests," Lando explains, and I can't help but blush. "Also I'm pretty sure you're interviewing my teammate Oscar and I tomorrow before the race," Something that I nod at in confirmation, knowing that's one of my obligations for being their guest.
"You here that kid, your little F1 drivers listen to your podcast," Trevor teases, earning an eye roll.
"This is why Jaime is my favorite Ducks player."
He gasps, hand to his heart, "You take that back right now."
"I've listened to some of your episodes," Kelly, Max's girlfriend admits, making me pause. "Max, my daughter and I actually listened to the one where you interviewed Taylor Swift and Kylie Kelce, Penelope is a big Taylor Swift fan," She adds with a chuckle.
"I am too, I could barely get through that interview without freaking out," I admit, her smiling warmly. "You should have seen Cole when he walked into our kitchen and saw Taylor and Kylie sitting at the counter with our cats talking about how Kylie wants one."
"Hi, I'm the Cole she's talking about, Cole Caufield, Montreal Canadians," Cole introduces himself with a little wave, arms coming to rest around my waist. "And this is her older brother, Jack Hughes, New Jersey Devils and our friend Trevor Zegras, Anaheim Ducks. Since she apparently forgot introductions."
"It's the autism, interpersonal interactions are a bit different with her," Jack jokes to the adults in front of them, although it's clear that the joke doesn't land.
"No, it's okay, he's not insulting me, he's just being honest," I assure, trying not to let Jack look like an asshole. "If anyone else joked like that he'd kick some ass."
But Max still looks uncomfortable, his eyes still on me and it's now that I fully process that he hasn't spoken except to send his father out of the paddock.
"You have autism?" Are the words he used to break his silence.
I just nod, shrugging slightly. "Diagnosed since I was six."
"You must have gotten it from Jos' side," He explains. "I was never tested, he couldn't admit that there may be something less than perfect about his ideal racer, but I've been told countless times how I've always shown signs."
"How- why are you connecting us through your father?"
I know the answer. At least I think I do. But there's no situation in which this is real.
"I hired someone to look into you after Lando introduced the grid to your podcast. They made one too many jokes about how similar we were for it to be a coincidence, so I looked for confirmation without speaking to Jos."
"That's not creepy at all," Trev mumbles, Cole slapping him on the back of his head for me.
"I pulled some strings to have Mclaren be one of the teams to invite you four when Max got his answers," Lando chimes.
"I would have invited you personally, but with Aston and Mclaren already inviting you, there was no reason for Red Bull to," Christian also adds.
"Are you trying to tell me... that I'm related to you?"
"Half sister, yes," He nods, as if this is normal. "Apparently your birth mother relinquished custody to my father after your birth, and he gave you to the placement company that put you with the family you're with."
"Put her with her family,"Jack corrects, a cold look in his normally soft eyes.
"Max didn't mean it like that," Kelly is quick to correct. "What he's just trying to establish is that they are related, not at all that you and your family are not hers."
"He knows," Trevor assures, elbowing Jack for being Jack. "All the boys are just super protective of Em. Always have been."
"Speaking of," Cole mumbles, pulling my phone out of his pocket and looking at it. "Quinn's calling."
"He probably saw a video somewhere of this whole mess," Jack grumbles, looking as annoyed as i feel.
I can't help but glance to the people across from us. I need to take this call, but I don't want to leave this conversation here.
"Do one of you have a phone on you?" I ask, looking between them all. Max and Lando are in their race suits, but Kelly starts digging in her bag, pulling out her phone and handing it over with a smile.
"Here's my number, and we'll be in Aston Martin the rest of the day and then we'll be in Mclaren tomorrow. I'd like to chat about all of this," I offer, looking to Max as I hand Kelly her phone back, taking my own from Cole and pressing answer on Quinn's third call in the last five minutes.
"Quinn, do not get on that plane."
And she walks away, phone to her ear as she talks down her older brother and Cole runs after her, wrapping his arm around her waist to keep her from wandering again.
"You should use that," Jack supplies after a moment of silence. "She's a little quirky, but it's worth it. You can't get luckier in the sister department than having Em in your life."
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18catsreading · 6 months
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Ayda: we have to go to hell to rescue Fig
Adaine: no, no, no, she's fine
Ayda: yes we do
Adaine: she's from hell
Ayda: yes we do. She's not from hell, she's from Spyre
Adaine: I mean, are you sure?
Ayda: am I sure --?
Adaine: that you have to go? What information do you have?
Ayda: well we should just do whatever we can to make it happen as fast as possible because I'm going to get another kiss, whatever happens.
Adaine: what?
Ayda: what?
*bad kids losing it*
Adaine: what?!
Ayda: is it normal for friends to know if their friends have kissed people that they also know
Adaine: yes, tell me everything about it!!
Ayda: great. We went away for a hour from the party.
Adaine: an hour? You were kissing for an hour?
Ayda: you're elongating your sentences and pitching up so high that it makes me feel like I'm not supposed --
Adaine: I support this. I am happy about it. I am amazed. Oooh, she's secretive.
Ayda: it's good that you know this right?
Adaine: yes it's very good that I know this
Ayda: wonderful. Her lips are the softest things I've ever felt
Adaine: mm-mm. Mm-mm.
Ayda: that's not good?
Adaine: well no, I'm glad that you, I don't need to know the details about my friends kissing
Ayda: what's critical information?
Adaine: you're right, I did say, I did tell you to tell me everything and then you did, and I actually didn't need to know everything. Um. Wow.
Ayda: if you kiss someone -- I have some questions for you as oracle.
Adaine: yes, okay
Ayda: in how many potential futures does fig not want to kiss me and be around me anymore. And can those futures be avoided?
Adaine: unfortunately that's not really how being the Oracle works [longer explanation here] ...
Ayda: Terrible. If someone kisses you does that mean de facto that they are attracted to you, or is there a possibility that someone would kiss you for some other reason?
Adaine: I think -- from a purely academic standpoint --
Ayda: perfect. I am an academic
Adaine: fantastic. I would say that on a macro level there are probably people who would kiss you without caring about you, but I don't think that Fig would do that, because Fig cares about everybody.
Ayda: are you saying this as Oracle or because you have knowledge of Fig that would lead you to this conclusion?
Adaine: yes.
Ayda: both, excellent. If we kissed a bunch of times over the course or an hour. Does that mean we are girlfriends or wives? And what --
Adaine: I mean, I'm gonna say no on wives
Ayda: good. There's a ceremony, that's formal.
Adaine: yes.
Ayda: much easier. A better system
Adaine: girlfriends I would say -- lots of times over the course of an hour I would say potentially but I think it's reasonable to ask tj clarify.
Ayda: mhmm. Okay, and if I were to ask Fig to clarify if we were girlfriends or dating each other, will that make me on a social level look sad, weird, or not normal?
Adaine: I don't think that you should worry about -- the first answer is no. But also, if you like a person and they like you and the relationship is good, it shouldn't matter how other people feel about it. I think.
Ayda: the variables involved in the equation you've posited are so fuzzy as to be maddening
Adaine: I don't think that you're sad or weird. And I think that you're dating
Ayda: thank you
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superstar-nan · 22 days
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Michael what? William whom?? I don't know what you're talking about, fnaf is about little girls possessing robots.
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Sorry Susie, maybe try the fruity maze
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