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SYDNEY SWEENEY Saturday Night Live (2024)

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Cindy Kimberly

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♡ CINDY KIMBERLY via instagram ( wolfiecindy )

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it felt like the longest three minutes in history , juliette left alone with her thoughts as an anxious knee bounced rapidly . what could she do in those three minutes to pass the time? plenty , if she thought hard enough . she could make herself a fresh smoothie in an attempt to appease the nauseating feeling in her stomach , or she could check the hillz twitter page to see whose lives might appear to be as unfortunate as hers right now as if it would offer any sort of reassurance . but she did neither . instead , hazel hues glazed over as they found themselves staring at a random corner of the bathroom that she sat in while she gnawed on manicured french tips .

she'd tried her best to convince herself not to worry , that all the signs leading up to now had been a mere coincidence despite her body trying it's very best to warn her . she'd felt tired . but being fresh off of filming a movie and throwing herself into a life of socializing , indulging every weekend in questionable company , was sure to do that to a person , right ? nauseous , too . but that could easily be put down to the concerns that plagued her regarding the decisions she'd made lately and just what affect they could have on current relationships . or one , in particular … if whatever it was that was left between her and ford could even be considered a relationship anymore . they weren't lovers , nor even friends by normal standards it seemed . and yet still she harbored such guilt over her actions and what that meant for them , as if she even owed him that . but it was when her period hadn't arrived on time that she couldn't ignore it any longer . not for lack of trying , as juliette continued on for at least another five days hoping that it was simply behind on schedule to teach her a lesson of sort . wishful thinking , given that it never did .

quick glance over at the timer on her phone told her that she still had a minute left . long enough at least to make a last minute phone call to either lily or perola , their presence over the phone enough to mean that she wouldn't be entirely alone in her moment of fear and vulnerability . but they had their own problems that required their time and energy , and juliette couldn't drag them into her own mess when the outcome was still undetermined .

standing up , the blonde found herself in front of the mirror as she took in her own reflection . shaky sigh escapes her lips as she attempts to gain composure over her own body , a reassuring glance offered to the fragile girl in front of her as if to say it's going to be okay .

shrill of the timer cuts through silence like a knife , snapping the girl back to reality from where she'd began to dissociate as she wasted no time in reach for the tiny stick that was to determine just how her future was to look from here on , lips parting yet with no sound to follow as the small font rendered her speechless ... pregnant .

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SYDNEY SWEENEY x august 9th

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leah halton via tiktok

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CINDY KIMBERLY via tiktok.

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LEO WOODALL as Dexter Mayhew "1988" — One Day (1.01)

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♡ °°° leah halton

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naomi wasn't married , and was far from being an in an ideal relationship , and so the femme didn't believe it to be her place to offer any unsolicited advice on what a marriage should look like , even if she did have her concerns . but what she could do was have a simple check in , to ensure all was well with mackenzie , at least . " i don't doubt that " she answered , because even amidst many a scandal featured about the kennedy's , mackenzie's image was yet to falter . " but you shouldn't have to ... not with friends , at least " blonde reassured , " are you happy , kenzie ? "

open starter at mackenzies house | pop off.

"of course i still love him, he's my husband, doesn't mean i can't be mad he spends most of his days in Europe doing god knows what." and honestly she suspected who knows what too, but it wasn't like mackenzie had let her bed go cold lately so who was she to judge if they were getting their kicks whilst they were apart. "but i'm a kennedy, we maintain image and control. at least i do, i'll be fine. no need to worry about me flying off the rails, we're all ok over here."

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with her antics drawing in such bad press , the blonde's management had lined up appearances , one after the other , in a desperate bid to draw attention away from unfortunate happenings . and farrah wasn't exactly in any position to say no . typically , being alongside axel for the evening was something that the femme would relish in , given her comfort in his presence . but after the awkward incident that transpired between the pair of friends she , for once , found herself dreading future encounters . though she supposed alcohol and a bustling night club would at least offer it's hand in preventing any potential uncomfortable tension and break the ice once more . without opposition she did as he said , head tilting back and mouth opening to welcome in the flow of the alcohol , swallowing it back with a sour expression washing over delicate features . " gross ... you know i can't do the hard stuff " she whined , though managed a soft giggle as tone stayed playful , a likely sign of a tipsy mind .

open starter for : anyone! location : a night club opening in downtown l.a

if there was anyone who knew how to draw in a crowd, it was axel. he had been selling out stadiums since he was a teenager for a reason. so when he had opportunities to be paid to party, to have all of the vices he desired handed to him on a silver platter, he took it up immediately. standing at the v.i.p booth, surrounded by a sea of bodies and flashes of cameras, he put one of the sparklers that the bottle girls handed to him in between his lips, lifting the bottle in his hands as held it up to the person next to him's lips. "open wide."

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smirk almost threatens lips as he speaks of the other , a fondness that had never faltered . and though typically relentless , erin figured better to refrain from offering any further teasing quips regarding the pair . " only on your good days " she retorted , though his words quickly garner enough attention to deviate her from previous topic , hazel hues narrowing with intrigue . " yeah ? " a curious hum , weight of frame resting upon kitchen island , " better be a good one or you're outta here . "

" ––––  no  ,  i  am  not  .  "  he  interjects  .  "  persephone  sinclair  is  flexible  ,  not  soft  .  i  mean  ,  she  is  soft  but  not  that  kind  of  soft  if  you  know  what  i  mean  ,  "  the  warm  that  heats  his  cheeks  is  enough  to  make  the  actor  twist  on  his  expression  ,  a  glitch  of  amusement  in  azure  hues  masking  with  the  usual  grin  on  his  lips  .  one  that  seems  to  never  have  a  use  with  the  erin  ;  they  have  decided  long  time  it  was  better  to  remain  friends  .  "  but  you  do  find  me  cute  ,  "  it  wasn't  a  question  .  "  man  ,  i'm  not  cutting  fucking  onions  ,  i'm  here  to  make  you  an  offer  .  and  have  some  wine  ,  in  the  meantime  .  "

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" probably not " farrah responds truthfully , playful tone lacing admittance as she offered the male a somewhat sympathetic smile . though oblivious at times , the blonde had spent enough time on set with the other now to be able to pick up on insecurities weighing heavy on him that particular day . " ― but you did great " she offered in an attempt of reassurance , a comforting hand settling on his arm , " don't be so hard on yourself . "

Oakley & Farrah.

"Would you tell me if I completely bombed a scene? Because I'm not sure the director would, and someone has to," Oak commented with a slight groan, sitting in his chair behind the scenes next to Farrah, who had finished her lines in the current scene a few minutes prior. He was having an off day, feeling insecure about every line he spoke. @flirticst

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MADELYN CLINE For Tommy Hilfiger

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' i wasn't thinking about how you'd look ' , the words were enough to cement in stacey's mind that vinnie truly was no better than any other man , and the respect and decency she offered him out of good will was truly just a waste of her own time given that he didn't consider to give her the same back . a notion that did not sit well with the femme . " oh ... you didn't , huh ? " retort is bitter , sardonic snigger to follow , " so i was just to risk my own personal relationships for this while you were just to get to do whatever the fuck you want ? " a hostile response , given that said relationship in question was now strained due to the consideration she shouldn't have offered to the male . " oh ... you stupid , stupid boy " condescension blatant in tone , stacey even managed a smile because karma was sure enough to come back to bite him in the ass , " you really don't have a fucking clue what you've gotten yourself into " and warning him proved pointless , not that she cared to offer him any further assistance any more . sitting back in her seat , expression fell flat and void of emotion as arms folded over her chest , " you can tell your manager to arrange a meeting with mine . i want out . "

growing  quiet  ,  just  a  muted  hum  coming  from  him  as  he  nods  along  to  her  words  .  she  was  right  ,  end  of  story  .  "  i  never  said  you  were  shady  ,  "  that  was  never  the  undertone  of  his  words  ,  his  wariness  stemming  from  his  past  , not  hers  .  he  was  sure  ,  now  she  wouldn't  believe  that  no  matter  what  he  said  .  "  i  wasn't  thinking  about  how  you'd  look  ,  "  words  come  off  mildly  cold  but  it's  the  truth  and  perhaps  that  was  the  sharp  reminder  that  none  of  this  was  actually  real  between  them  because  if  it  were  his  attraction  to  her  former  best  friend  wouldn't  trump  his  respect  for  stacey  .  gritty  breath  let  out  ,  "  i  muddied  things  up  ,  "  he  admits  ,  "  but  ,  i'm  not  going  to  stay  away  from  her  ...  "  a  certain  defiance  in  his  voice  that  was  rare  .  did  he  feel  bad  ?  immensely  .  that  didn't  change  what  he  saw  in  bianca  though  .    

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cold demeanor is telling enough that stacey doesn’t wish for pleasantries to suffuse silence which fills the elevator , avoidance of gaze from the only other body which occupies the space . that was , until an alarming halt of the elevator garners attention of the femme , the pair seemingly now stuck . " ― you've got to be fucking kidding me ... "