#Norris Dales

[yourstrulynameless]

I have a bunch of scp doctor ocs I just don’t talk about but I love all of them lol

Original sketch of him from like early this year

[crownspeaksblog]

I'm watching under the dome and halfway through season 1 i found out that the show was canceled and saw a few people on reddit saying that it's not good and got worse after season 1, now you'd think that would make me drop the show and read the book instead but i didn't and i wanna complain a bit..

Okay the thing that annoys me the most is the time line. Season 1 and 2 takes place in 2-3 weeks and that's just ridiculous for one giant thing being Barbie and Julias relationship.

Maybe a week after julia found out Barbie killed her husband she started making out with him and telling she loved him.. every time they say i love you i can't help but think "no you don't".

they've literally known eachother for 2-3 weeks and Barbie was talking to julias almost dead body being like "i wanna have kids with you" YOU BARELY KNOW EACHOTHER??? Does she want to have kids with you, the man who killed her husband 3 weeks ago?? Did she even love her husband because she moved on rather quickly with the man that killed him..

And i know i know people bond when they're in a dire situation together but goddamn not this much.

[thebutcher-5]

Bolt - Un eroe a quattro zampe

Benvenuti o bentornati sul nostro blog. Nello scorso articolo abbiamo continuato per l’ennesima volta a discutere della Disney, portando avanti i loro classici animati e arrivando così al loro 47° lungometraggio animato, un’opera ingiustamente dimenticata e criticata, I Robinson – Una famiglia spaziale. Lewis è un orfano di dodici anni ed è un grande inventore, anche se i suoi macchinari tendono…

[44unique]

you know the party's over, when you're standin in an empty space alone

lando norris x franco colapinto

summary: after a tough race at the italian gp, lando finds solace in a chance encounter with franco. what begins as a simple conversation turns into an unexpected night of connection.

warnings: suggestive content

word count: 789

a/n: this is my first work pls dont jude me, also i dont shipp them i just saw on twt that someone wanted an story so here it is 😭 english is not my first language

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It was the after-party following the Italian Grand Prix, and Charles was drunk, celebrating with his entire team. On the other hand, Lando sat alone in a dimly lit corner of the club, holding a glass of vodka coke. He had finished P3 in the race, but to him, it felt worse than ending up in P20. Thoughts of everything he did wrong plagued him, overshadowing the podium finish. He knew he was the only driver with a real shot at the championship, and the weight of that responsibility exhausted him.

Lando was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice someone approaching until a voice snapped him out of his daydream.

"Este pibe está re ido, boludo," said a voice with a thick Argentine accent, loud enough to pull Lando back to reality.

"Huh? What?" Lando replied, blinking up at the newcomer. It was Franco, the new Williams driver.

"I was calling you, but you seemed pretty lost in whatever’s on your mind. I’ll leave you alone," Franco said, starting to turn away.

"No, Franco, wait," Lando called after him. "Please, stay. I was just thinking about today’s race, but I’ll get over it."

Franco hesitated but then smiled. "You did really well today, Lando."

"Not well enough," Lando muttered, shaking his head. "I needed that P1. But whatever, I don’t want to think about it anymore. What about you? Why are you talking to the lonely guy in the corner? You should be celebrating—you had an excellent race."

Franco chuckled softly. "Thanks, mate. But I don’t really get along with the others yet. You’re literally the only one who’s spoken to me about something other than work."

They chatted for a while, the conversation flowing easily between them. Lando found himself relaxing for the first time that evening, but eventually, his exhaustion caught up with him.

"It was really nice talking to you, Franco, but I’m tired and not really in the mood to stay here much longer."

"Oh, don’t worry," Franco said, standing up. "If you want, we can leave together. We’re staying at the same hotel, right?"

"Are you sure? It’s not that late. You could keep celebrating. I don’t want to drag you away."

"Believe me, it’s okay. I had a great time with you anyway," Franco replied, his smile widening.

Lando felt his cheeks warm at Franco’s words. He thought Franco was really cute, and the idea of spending more time with him was surprisingly appealing. Eventually, they both left the club together, stepping out into the cool night air.

When they arrived at the hotel, Lando was only thinking about collapsing onto the king-sized bed and getting the best sleep of his life. But Franco had other plans.

As they stood in the elevator, comfortable silence between them, Franco broke it. "What if you come to my room? The atmosphere is different, and I brought some liquor from Argentina."

"I... I don’t know. I had other plans," Lando began, but he hesitated.

"No, you’re right," Franco said, quickly backpedaling. "You’re tired. I’ll just drink alone."

Lando watched the way Franco’s shoulders slumped slightly, and before he could stop himself, he found himself saying, "You know what... maybe I could stay. But only for a short time."

Franco’s face lit up with a smile. "Eso, dale, vení."

The "short time" Lando had promised turned into hours. They drank, laughed, and talked about everything, sprawled on the floor of Franco’s hotel room. When the laughter finally died down, they found themselves lying side by side, staring into each other’s eyes.

Without realizing it, they started to drift closer, and before either of them knew what was happening, they kissed. It started soft but quickly became more heated, hands tangling in each other’s hair. But suddenly, Franco pulled back, panic flashing across his face.

"Yo—I’m—I’m so sorry, Lando. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m just... just really drunk. This won’t happen ever again."

Lando blinked, his mind spinning. "You think I kissed you back just because? Let’s be real."

Franco froze, his breath catching. "What—what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Lando repeated, his voice firm. "Franco, I wanted to kiss you. Now do you get it?"

Franco stared at him, wide-eyed, and then, without another word, he leaned in again. The tension between them broke as they melted into another kiss, this one even more intense than the last. They barely made it to Franco’s bed, where the night took on a new and unexpected course.

At the end, Lando did get to lay on that king-sized bed and had the best sleep of his life, with the only difference being the half-naked young man sleeping beside him.

[fuckyeaharthuriana]

🗡️ Character specific recs: MORDRED🗡️

Download/video texts are linked beside titles if present. This is just a list of what I think is the best Mordred material out there. Every list is favorite order.

Books (Mordred as main character)

Idylls of the Queen (Phyllis Ann Karr)

The Winter Prince (Elizabeth Wein)

I am Mordred (Nancy Springer)

The Traitor's trilogy (Kenealy)

The Book of Mordred (Vivian Valde)

The Wicked Day (Mary Stewart)

A Camelot Triptych especially the chapter "Mordred Manuscript" (Norris Lacy)

The Road to Avalon (Joan Wolf)

Books (Mordred as secondary character)

The Road to Avalon (Joan Wolf)

The Great Captains (Treece)

Lancelot (Vansittart)

Guinevere trilogy (Persia Wolley)

Guinevere trilogy (Rosalind Miles)

Sword at Sunset (Sutcliff)

Sources (pre-1800 texts downloads)

Annales Cambriae

Morte d'Arthur (Malory)

Vulgate and Post-Vulgate

The History of Scotland (Boece) (book 8)

Movies

Camelot (1967) (here)

Sword of Lancelot (1962) (youtube)

Morte d'Arthur (1984) (here)

Camelot animated musical (1998) (youtube)

Tv shows

The legend of King Arthur (1979) (queer-ragnelle links)

Merlin miniseries (1998) (youtube)

The Mists of Avalon miniseries (2001)

Fate/Apocrypha (2017)

Videogames

The bastard of Camelot (itch io)

Other

Camelot 2023 Broadway revival (youtube)

Camelot musical 2008 (youtube)

Webseries: The campaign for Camelot (youtube)

Album: High noon over Camelot by The Mechanisms (youtube)

Album: The once and future king by Gary Hughes (youtube)

Song: Mordred's Lullaby by Heather Dale (youtube)

Song: War Between Brothers by Heather Dale (youtube)

Song: Crashing Down by Heather Dale (youtube)

Song: Mordred's Song by Blind Guardian (youtube)

Play: Mordred, a tragey by Newbolt (camelot project)

The art used is by Pere Ginard (from La leyenda del rey Arturo y sus caballeros)

[coimbrabertone]

NASCAR Numerology: How NASCAR's Current Teams Got Their Numbers: Part One.

So this blog has been a bit NASCAR heavy these past few weeks, but my request, I'm going to do one more: NASCAR Numerology: How the Current Teams Got Their Numbers.

To start with, a brief introduction: in European motorsports like Formula One and MotoGP, the norm has become that drivers chose their numbers. Lewis Hamilton, for instance, has chosen the #44 and will take that number from Mercedes to Ferrari when he moves after this season. The exception to this is the #1, which is typically reserved for champions. Max Verstappen (normally #33) and Pecco Bagnaia (normally #63) currently run the #1 plate in F1 and MotoGP, respectively.

Neither of these rules exist in NASCAR. In American racing (NASCAR and Indycar in particular) numbers are associated with the teams, with some teams having run the same number for decades. How these numbers came about various - some were chosen as they were the lowest available number, some to go along with sponsor, others to go along with a numbering convention at a given team. We'll get into these stories here.

We're going to start at the beginning...and the end, with Trackhouse Racing, who run the #1 and #99. Ironically enough, their story begins with the #99, as Trackhouse first entered the sport in 2021 with Daniel Suárez. Trackhouse was, at this point, a one car operation leasing a charter from Spire Motorsports, getting engines from Richard Childress Racing, and running out of a space in the RCR shop. They chose the #99 as a tribute to Carl Edwards, who ran the number from mid-2004 to 2014 as part of Roush Racing.

In a happy coincidence, Daniel Suárez had run the #99 in his very first race in Monterrey, Mexico at the age of seven.

As for the #1, well...for 2022, Trackhouse wanted a more permanent arrangement, so they bought out Chip Ganassi Racing and took control of their two charters. Ganassi had been running the #42 team for Ross Chastain, and the #1 team for Kurt Busch. Busch was off to 23XI anyway, thus the #1 charter was given to the #99 team.

The #42 team meanwhile, with Ross Chastain as driver and the CGR crew behind him, was switched to the #1. Why? Well, for starts #1 and #99 is a good number combo - the first and last numbers available and they add up to 100 - and furthermore, it has history.

Justin Marks and Pitbull are the owners of Trackhouse, but the team is run by Ty Norris. Now, in 1996, Norris was handpicked by Dale Earnhardt to help create the Dale Earnhardt Inc. (DEI) team, with support from Dale's current team, Richard Childress Racing. DEI would go full time in NASCAR in 1998, with driver Steve Park driving the Pennzoil #1 Chevy. Yeah.

Furthermore, the #1, the #8, and the #15 would be DEI's numbers throughout the 2000s. In 2008, DEI would merge with Ginn Racing (formerly MB2 Motorsports) who ran the #01 Army Chevy with Regan Smith and Mark Martin as drivers. As the recession continued, this team would merge again, this time with Chip Ganassi Racing, in time for 2009.

Chip Ganassi at this point ran the #41 Target Dodge for Reed Sorenson and the #42 Texaco/Havoline Dodge for Juan Pablo Montoya.

DEI, meanwhile, had the #01 Principal Finance Chevrolet for Regan Smith, the #1 Bass Pro Shops Chevrolet for Martin Truex Jr., the #8 US Army Chevrolet for Mark Martin and Aric Almirola (the #01 had the Army sponsorship originally but the #8 was DEI's flagship car so the sponsorship moved over), and the #15 Menards Chevrolet for Paul Menard.

The 2009 season would essentially be a bloodletting for the team, and come 2010, the merged Earnhardt-Ganassi Racing would run the #1 Bass Pro Shops/McDonalds Chevrolet for Jamie McMurray, and the #42 Target Chevrolet for Juan Pablo Montoya. These are the same numbers that CGR would run when Trackhouse bought them, and the #1, with its lineage going back to 1998, would be reunited with Ty Norris at the Trackhouse team.

And in another move in relation to the Earnhardts, Trackhouse will add the #88 Chevy for Shane van Gisbergen for 2025. The #88 was last run by Hendrick Motorsports, first for Dale Earnhardt Jr. from 2008 to 2017, and then by Alex Bowman from 2018 to 2020. More on that in a bit.

All of that for the #1...now onto #2!

Team Penske has run the #2 since 1991, when they acquired the services of Rusty Wallace and his long-term sponsorship deal with Miller Brewing Company. Rusty had driven for the Blue Max Racing team (and won a championship for them in 1989) but that relationship collapsed in 1990. With a new program and a driver as decorated as Rusty, Roger let him choose the number - Rusty chose the #2, which he had last used in 1985.

That car, with Rusty Wallace from 1990-2005, Kurt Busch from 2006-2010, Brad Keselowski from 2011-2021, and Austin Cindric since 2022, has been the Penske flagship car.

In 2012 with Brad Keselowski behind the wheel, it won its first championship.

Penske's other cars have, typically, mimicked the #2. When Penske took over the Kranefuss car of Jeremy Mayfield for 1998, they renumbered it from #37 to #12, with Mobil 1 sponsorship. Mayfield was fired late in 2001, and Rusty's brother Mike filled out the season, before Ryan Newman and Alltel took over the #12 car for 2002. Newman would leave for Stewart-Haas Racing for 2009, and David Stremme would take over that car.

As mentioned a few weeks ago in my Viceroy rule blogpost, Alltel was bought out by Verizon in 2008, and that caused a problem as NASCAR's title sponsor was Sprint. Alltel was grandfathered in, Verizon was not. Thus, for 2009 and 2010, the #12 would run as a black and red Penske Truck Rentals car that totally wasn't mimicking the Verizon logo.

Anyway, David Stremme would be replaced by Brad Keselowski at the end of the 2009 season, and he'd remain in the #12 for 2010.

In 2011 however, Penske secured a new major sponsor in the form of Shell/Pennzoil, and Shell wanted a flagship entry with a flagship driver. Thus, Kurt Busch was moved from the #2 to the new #22, while Brad's #12 team became the new #2 Miller Lite team. Kurt Busch would essentially have a meltdown in the 2011 season - screaming at his team in multiple races - and would be fired at the end of the season. AJ Allmendinger and Sam Hornish would fill in for 2012, and for 2013, current driver Joey Logano was hired for the #22.

Meanwhile, the #12 would return to full time competition in 2018 with Ryan Blaney as driver and Menards as the main sponsor.

Logano's #22 would win the championship in 2018 and 2022, while Ryan Blaney would win in 2023. The #2 is Penske's original number, but now, all three have won championships. Furthermore, all three - plus now the Wood Brothers car they prop up - are now locked into the 2024 NASCAR playoffs.

Speaking of, this blog is running long and I'm gonna have to make this into a bit of a series over the next week or so, but while we're on the topic of the Wood Brothers, lets finish off that car real quick.

The Wood Brothers is NASCAR's oldest team and has run the #21 from the beginning. On rare occasions when the Wood Brothers ran multiple cars, back in like the 60s and 70s, it would usually be something that pays homage to the #21 - examples include the #12, the #121, and the #41.

NASCAR's modern era is considered to have started in 1972, and since then, the Wood Brothers has always run the #21 except for a controversial two-year exception in 1985 and 1986 when the team, then fielding Kyle Petty, had a 7Eleven sponsorship and thus ran the #7. They would return to the #21 in 1987, and at the 2024 Coke Zero 400 at Daytona International Speedway, they won their 100th race with driver Harrison Burton.

So yeah, the story of some of NASCAR's current teams' numbers. I'll pick up with RCR tomorrow (spoiler alert: all they have going for them is Earnhardt nostalgia) as this numerology project turns out to be bigger than I expected.

[i-heart-yellowstone]

50 - Similar than We Thought

( gif belongs to @forcestruck )

Part 51

Raised Fair Share of Hell

Tag list @bvbwestfall @hcwthewestwaswcn @child-of-of-the-sunshine @elenavampire21 @keep-the-wolves-close @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @whatelsecouldgowrong @lover-of-books-and-tea

Alissa’s pov

He turned nearly jumping out of his boots, noticing Kayce Dutton waiting in the hallway. “Jesus fuck!”

“We need to talk you and me, Tommy Norris.” The cowboy spoke in a deep voice, lifting his head up so he could see his dark eyes looking at him underneath the black cowboy he was wearing.

The two men walked down the quiet hallway with the only sounds coming from the different types of hospital machines that we’re monitoring other patients that we’re staying there. The two stubborn men entered into an empty room seeing nobody was there. “Thomas Norris my name is Alissa Dutton. My daughter is dating your son, Cooper.” The door slammed behind them where they saw Kayce’s wife standing in the dark corner.

The man named Tommy Norris wore a straw colored cowboy hat, white tea shirt, jeans and black boots. He had dark gray hair and a beard on his face. “I’d say it’s nice to meet you if the circumstances were different.”

“As do I but yet here we are.” I scoffed at the elderly oil manager.

The Texas man knitted his brows. “What did we need to talk about exactly?”

“We want to help you get revenge for your kid and our daughter. Our daughter was nearly on the verge of losing her mind when she found out what happened to her boyfriend. Nobody hurts our family and gets away with it.” Kayce strides up getting in his face, hands clenched together into fists at his sides.

Crossing my arms over my chest I tilted my head up death glaring into his eyes. “Just so you know even if you don't let us come with you we'll just go behind your back and do it ourselves.” This man from Texas didn't scare me. Tommy stared at us briefly nodding his head and we took that as a sign to follow him outside to our trucks.

Tommy, Dale, Kayce and I all pulled up in our vehicles outside the trailer we were looking for at the man-camp site. Getting out of the car Kayce cocked his handgun sliding it into the pocket of his jeans then pulled out a Yellowstone branding fire poker. I picked up a baseball bat that Beth had put inside the truck while Tommy and Dale carried smaller to conceal weapons. Tommy’s boots made a noise on the porch where we heard one of the guys inside attempting to whisper. “Don't answer. Make like we're asleep.”

“I can fucking hear you.” Tommy declared sternly.

One of the two guys opened the door letting us inside the trailer. “What's up?” Tommy shoved him harshly back into the wall before he hit the guy upside the head with the weapon in his hand.

“This seem familiar, motherfucker?”

“Hey, man…” The second guy slowly backed away where Tommy hit him repeatedly with the weapon to his stomach causing the one guy to fall onto the floor.

“You get on your ficking phone and call your friends. You know, the ones that you called that put my fucking son in the hospital.” Tommy pointed his index finger seeing the guy didn’t move so he glanced at his black friend who clearly was in charge of these two. “No? He don't want to call his friends, Boss.”

“Me and these two will take him in the back.” The black guy responded, eyeing my husband who grabbed the second guy up from the floor harshly.

“Okay, I'd appreciate that.” Tommy responded watching my husband drag the guy towards the nearest bedroom.

“Oh, we'll convince you, you little prick!” Kayce growled in his ear slamming him against the wall before the door was shut in my face.

I heard the one guy in the room screaming and I knew more than likely Kayce and the other guy were beating the hell out of him by the way he screamed. “No. No, fuck.”

“Nobody said "get up," Manny.” The second guy that was left alone with me, Dale and Tommy, attempted to get up from the floor till Dale hit the back of his head and he collapsed on his hands and knees once more.

“Have a seat, Manuel. Here's how this is gonna go. Needless to say, you're fired. By noon tomorrow,you'll be on a "no hire" list for every fucking oil company in the Permian Basin. Sheriff's gonna be here in about five minutes, and he's gonna toss this fucking place. And I'm just guessing he'll add felon in possession of a firearm, possession of a controlled substance, and maybe possession of a controlled substance with intent to distribute.” Tommy sat down at the small round table inside the trailer and the other guy sat down showing me a harsh bloody dent into the side of his head. Tommy threatened the man across from him while I clutched the handle of the baseball bat in my hands. “And any goddamn one of those violates your parole. And then you add on top of that shit, aggravated assault charge and kidnapping, 'cause when you shut the door on him, that's kidnapping. I ain't a goddamn mathematician, but that's, like, 30 years. That's what I do to people who hurt my family. You fucked with the wrong hillbilly.”

Hearing a siren I bolted forward yanking the guy up from the table swinging the baseball bat into gut repeatedly until he collapsed weakly onto the floor. “Manny, you listen here you asshole, his son is dating my daughter and you have emotionally damaged my child and for that you are going to pay. You messed with two wrong families buddy and you're gonna regret it for the rest of your life!” Grabbing the back of his head he winced when I pressed the bat to his throat, choking him with my knees on either side of his body, trapping him from escaping.

“I'm gonna take 30 years of your life away from you. And if you ever come back to this place, I'm gonna take the rest of it.” Tommy bent down on a knee forcing the guy to stand up weakly. The trailer door opened revealing the sheriff who must have been called by Tommy on the way here. “Have you met the sheriff?”

“Stand up and turn around.” The Texas sheriff pushes the guy against the wall handcuffing him.

“They're having a confession in the back room.” Tommy explained to the officer of law enforcement.

The back room door opened revealing his friend. “Tommy.”

“Did he have anything to say?” Cooper’s father asked.

“He gave up the names. Even wrote 'em down for you.” The man replied.

The sheriff asked him. “You think he'd repeat 'em to me?”

“Sure he would if you asked.” He responded.

Following the sheriff into the back room where I glanced over in the direction of my husband who was holding onto a bloody fire poker in his hands. “Would you confirm the names of the other assailants?” I didn’t even need to ask knowing my husband had a violent side from serving in the Navy. He knew when to correctly use it and when to not.

“You-you gonna take me with you?” The first guy was quivering in the corner bruised all over.

The sheriff put a hand on his other set of handcuffs. “Well, that depends. You gonna say something give me a reason?”

“I'll give you a reason.” He gulped minutes before the sheriff led him outside to his vehicle with the other arrested man leaving me, Tommy and my husband all standing in the small trailer.

“I gotta get my boy out of here before somebody kills him.” Tommy lit a cigarette placing it inside his mouth shaking his head eyeing his boots.

Spinning the baseball bat in my hands, turning on my heels and walking out the trailer door tossing the bat into the truck bed. “We thought we were sending our daughter to a safe state to experience life outside of our ranch. Apparently your son tracks trouble into her life.”

“There's something about that boy, just draws trouble to him like bugs to a light.” Tommy sighed, tossing his cigarette onto the dirt ground stomping out the last bit of fire with his boot.

Kayce tossed his poker into the backseat of the Yellowstone work truck crossing his arms over his chest glaring at the Texas cowboy. “He sounds exactly like I was when I was younger. I just hope he turns out better than I did and does it a lot faster.”

“He ain't mean enough for this place, Alissa. He just ain't mean enough.” Tommy slumped his shoulders running a hand down his face.

“Sounds like we have more in common than you would think, Mr. Norris.” Swinging opened the passenger seat climbing up inside of it before slamming it shut. “We ain’t heading back to Montana until we know as much about you as you seemed to want to know about my daughter.”

Tommy walked over knocking on the window so I pressed the button rolling it down. “What do you mean by that?”

“You’re bratty teenage daughter called my son a bastard because I’m not his biological mother.” I glared at him sternly into his eyes. “You wanna know how I found out. I heard it walking into the hospital before my daughter got into a fist fight with yours who completely deserved it.”

Kayce got in the driver's seat closing the door, one hand on the steering wheel. “What would we find if we looked into your family hmm.”

“Follow me to the bar and I'll explain why I was looking into your daughter and I'll tell you whatever you want to know about mine. Deal?”

Kayce and I replied in unison. “Deal.”

[maraguanabana]

BABYGIRL WON IN MONZAAAAA LET'S GOOOO

I'm gonna be honest, I was manifesting a Carlos' win, birthday, last Monza as FD, and 200th GP, BUT A FERRARI WIN IS A FERRARI WIN. AND I'LL FUCKING TAKE IT.

(TAKE THAT, THAT ONE NORRIS' FAN THAT WAS TELLING US TIFOSI TO GET READY FOR A LN4 MASTERCLASS. HA)

sono così felice per lui, per nostra squadra, per i tifosi in Monza. la seconda volta che il nostri predestinato vence. così speciale come la prima. molto contenta. FORZA FERRARI! 🙌🏼❤️

(a win in Monaco AND a win in Monza... THE SAME YEAR?!?! boy you'll never score points again I'm afraid 😭)

now what the fuck happened to red bull. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

DALE FRANCOOO

my brother tied himself to a wood cupboard so that we would have gold luck. I'm leaving him tied there for the next 20+ years.

[ironworked]

60 Sec Rec: Claws

"Claws is a midnight-dark, wickedly funny meditation on female badness set in a South Florida nail salon. It's about good women caught in bad places with worse men. It's the story of hardworking women trying to get by in this economy, set against the surreal, bright, gritty landscape of Florida and the luscious, absurd, extreme excesses of the crime world." [adapted from TNT]

I'm still half-way through, but i already know I have to rec this one.

Surprisingly well-described as 'strip-mall crime caper' by tv line, CLAWS is a show for everyone who complains about female characters never being allowed to be as messy and complicated and outrageous as the men. However, you absolutely get what you asked for, so be aware going in that they won't pull their punches: you wanted messy, you're going to get a huge Floridan mess.

The actresses are absolutely impeccable, and I have to agree with 9-1-1's Athena Grant as she livetweeted this show with her friends: 'Niecy Nash is a national treasure'. If you don't have it bad (whatever that means to you) for at least one of them 5 minutes into 1.01, I despair of you.

Also, Dean Norris as a bisexual druglord slash stripclub owner known to family and associates as 'Uncle Daddy' is... quite something.

Plus, Gina Torres in lingerie in one episode 🥵. And Harold Perrineau's character preparing a strip dance. I won't tell you how that goes, you'll have to see.

Created by Eliot Laurence (Motherland: Fort Salem). Written by Laurence, Emily Silver (Finding Carter, Bones), Sam Forman (House of Cards), Janine Sherman (Criminal Minds, ER)... Directed by Dale Stern (Veep, I'm Sorry), Jamie Travis (Faking It, The Bold Type), Howard Deutch (Pretty in Pink, True Blood)... Starring Niecy Nash, Jenn Lyon, Karrueche Tran, Judy Reyes, Carrie Preston, Dean Norris, Harold Perrineau...

60 sec rec: Deadloch - Dead Boy Detectives - The Tick - This Close - Kung Fu - Nancy Drew - Kevin Can Fuck Himself - Silo - The Flight Attendant - Severance - Hacks - Hit The Floor - Black Sails - 12 Monkeys - T@gged - The Diplomat - The Mick - Timeless - UnReal - Kings - All Rise - Barry - Halt and Catch Fire - Resident Alien - Santa Clarita Diet

New shows: Brilliant Minds

[thewritingofspencerrose]

Freefall Masterlist

Ferrari's Defender

formula1news Charles Leclerc's girlfriend, having just recently escaped scandal after it was leaked that her relationship with said Ferrari driver was initially a PR set up, is under fire once more, the woman currently being heard yelling at the FIA stewards over their awarding of a 10 place penalty to Carlos Sainz. Thoughts?

"Ms.Earnhardt, this is incredibly inappropriate behavior. You are a guest at this event and we could very well-"

"Very well what? Throw me out? How is that going to look F1 if you throw the clearly distressed, sobbing girlfriend of il Predestinato out of the race? With many fans here due to my presence as the Princess of Nascar?" I glare, the steward flinching at my tone.

"This race has had nothing but bad PR. Your world champion Verstappen has been saying to everyone how he hates it here. The only positive media attention has been Hamilton's energy and the crossover event of my brother's, father, and I being here, representing Nascar."

And you can tell by their faces that they are aware that I am right. If they kick my family and I out now, they'll only face more backlash than they already are.

"What was your reason for being here?" Another steward asks, her voice gentler than the other, but whether that's for my benefit or hers I don't know.

"Carlos Sainz did not deserve that penalty."

"Ms.Earn-"

"No," I interrupt once more, the man from earlier quieting immediately. "Sainz only had to replace his power unit because of the FIA's negligence in ensuring that the track was safe for driving. You're truly lucky that he wasn't injured or worse given the state of the bottom of his car. This coupled with your clear disregard for driver safety-"

"We regard driver's safety very highly Ms.Earnhardt."

"Clearly that is not the case, given that you'd rather penalize him than apologize for the dangerous situation you put him in. You are aware that he was unable to feel his legs for a few moments right?"

They are. You can tell based on their expressions.

"And if you don't fix this, you know the negative publicity surrounding this race will increase ten-fold when the rest of the drivers comment on the injustice as well."

"They know better," The original steward disagrees.

"Do they?" I question, smirking at the oblivious man. "I already have Verstappen, Albon, Norris, Hamilton, and Piastri willing to speak on this. As well as my father, who I don't know if you remember, is Dale Earnhardt Jr., and would bring into question the validity of how penalties are given out in Formula 1," The explanation rolls off my tongue easily, smirk never leaving as their eyes grow wide.

Got 'em.

"What would you like to see happen to prevent you and the others from drawing attention?"

"Remove the penalty from Sainz. This was your fault, take responsibility like a big kid."

And its now that they pause, looking between themselves before the grouchy one nods, crossing his arms.

"We will notify the teams now and have the announcement released in the next hour."

"Good, thank you," I thank, smiling brightly. "I look forward to seeing the rest of the weekend," I assure, turning around and leaving the viewing platform to find both Ferrari boys, my brothers, and my dad outside the door.

"So? Did you hand them their asses?" Will asks, Alex elbowing his twin.

Looking to Carlos, I can see the concern and some of the emotion from earlier still in his eyes, making him look so much older.

"Carlos, they are notifying the teams now," I begin, Charles tugging me into his side. "Your penalty is being removed after further evaluation," I can't help but smile.

"Really?"

And I want to cry at how relieved he looks as I nod.

"Eres una diosa mi amiga, (you are a goddess my friend)" He says, and while I'm not sure what that means, he pulls me into a hug.

"How'd you manage this amore mio (my love)?" Charles asks, pulling me back in as Carlos releases me.

"I told them I would make the negative media attention even worse by speaking out, along with other drivers and my father, making this race even more of a mess than it already is," I explain, my Dad snickering.

"That's my little girl."

formula1news Sainz will move into the race Sunday with no penalty due to convincing by teammates girlfriend

carlossainz55 This is Lynnleigh. She supports not only my teammate, her boyfriend, but the entire team. And today she has gotten more hate for that than I have seen in the last month.

Lynnleigh stood up for the team when we were given an undeserved penalty, and made a case so strong that the FIA decided to reverse the penalty, putting us in a great position to do our best and stay there during Quali Saturday.

You, the tifosi, should be thanking her for making this happen. Not tearing her apart for being defensive about a friend.

Proud to call you a friend, Lynn.

Thank you for putting up with Charles and supporting the team.

Esta es Lynnleigh. Ella apoya no sólo a mi compañera de equipo, a su novio, sino a todo el equipo. Y hoy ha recibido más odio por eso que el que he visto en el último mes.

Lynnleigh defendió al equipo cuando nos impusieron una penalización inmerecida y presentó un caso tan sólido que la FIA decidió revertir la penalización, colocándonos en una excelente posición para dar lo mejor de nosotros y permanecer allí durante la clasificación del sábado.

Ustedes, los tifosi, deberían agradecerle por hacer que esto sucediera. No destrozarla por ponerse a la defensiva con un amigo.

Orgulloso de llamarte amiga, Lynn.

Gracias por aguantar a Charles y apoyar al equipo.

lynleigh03 anything for a friend Car ❤️ happy the stewards came to the right decision

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How you get the Girl

Chapter 6: Off to the Races

Warnings: cyber bullying, cursing

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Off to the races 🏎️🏎️

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Username1: time to see if nepo baby can actually race 🙄

Username2: finally race week again

addie_stewart95: made the new friendship bracelet made just in time @Earnhardt_Lily 😅

Earnhardt_Lily: @addie_stewart95 already got mine on 🫠🫠 though boss man has to temporarily wear it while I’m vroom vrooming around the trackie track 😅

lucejohnson: I have both yours on 🫣 💙❤️🧡🖤 @addie_stewart95 @Earnhardt_Lily

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Came to the track and only found a max 🏎️ I’m not sure if I’m liking the new papaya in my life 🤪

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Interview Before the Race and Free Practices

Croft: Here we have Lando Norris from Mclaren, Charles Leclerc from Ferrari l, Fernando Alonso from Aston Martin, and Lily Earnhardt from Red Bull. Let’s start with the closest to me and make our way down the couch, so that’s you Lando. The question for all four of you is how do you feel about the upcoming race, season, and how does the car feel so far for you?

Lando: I feel pretty confident in the team. Oscar seems to be a good addition in the garage. It is always nice to get a chance to recharge the batteries over winter break, but I really am just happy to be back in the car and on the track.

Charles: The car seems to be well designed, obviously it was designed by Matteo last season and we have Fred in the drivers seat this season. So it is just getting a feel for the new car and change in the garage. It is different but still welcome and happy to see where it goes. I am just really looking forward to the new season and hope to have good pace and get on the podiums.

Fernando: Obviously it is a new car and a new team for me, but I am happy, still hungry for podiums. I am excited to race and get in the car on the track.

Lily: I feel pretty excited and just ready to get in the car and on the track just like everyone else. The car seems to feel nice, obviously it is a different feeling especially with the amount of g-force compared to the Penske car. But training over the winter really was helpful with that, I was constantly on the sims just preparing for the season. Just really overall excited to race against new drivers and on new tracks.

Croft: The next question is for Lando, Charles, and Fernando. How do you feel about having a female on the grid? Does it change anything to you as drivers personally?

Lando: I mean honestly the only change is that it’s a new face in a Red Bull. I honestly don’t mind it. I think it will be an exciting and positive change for the sport and a step towards the future.

Charles: Uhh like Lando said it does not really change anything. We are all competitors regardless of gender. Just a new face to the grid.

Fernando: I was able to watch Lily race the past few years as a fan of the Indy Car series. She is good and is capable behind the wheel. I just am excited to see how she does on the track coming from Indy Car.

Croft: Lily what was your mindset coming into formula 1 and this weekend?

Lily: To be honest I was nervous at first. Many see Motorsport, more specifically Formula 1 as a man’s sport. So I was very much nervous about possible hate or non-acceptance from the fans, but also the other teams on the grid. Before I left the states it was easy to just live in the bubble of excitement. Really it wasn’t until the day I left to get on the plane did it really hit nerves wise. My dad was the one really to help me break out of that mindset. Growing up and then getting into Indy Car he has always been there. To be the shoulder to lean on when people would cry nepotism because my dad is Dale Earnhardt Jr and racing is the family business. He just told me what he always has and that was to just get in the car and have fun. If you are having fun you are to busy to think of the rest and can ignore any hate or criticism. Then coming to the track this weekend it was really nice to see some fans with my old Penske kits from Indy and decked out in the friendship bracelets. As well as the fans wearing the new Red Bull kits with my name and number on them. So I am grateful to the fans old and new for being so supportive.

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I’m just a girl who loves Jesus and racing. I’ve been a Nascar fan for like 15 years and I’ve followed Indycar for a while too but I’ve only recently gotten into F1.

Favorite Nascar drivers:

Kyle Larson

Chase Elliott

Ryan Blaney

Bubba Wallace

William Byron

Alex Bowman

Dale Earnhardt Jr

Honorable mentions: Josh Berry, Daniel Suarez, Ross Chastain, SVG

Favorite Indycar drivers:

Josef Newgarden

Will Power

Scott McLaughlin

Helio Castroneves

Simon Pagenaud

Favorite F1 drivers:

Daniel Ricciardo

Lando Norris

Charles Leclerc

Max Verstappen

George Russell

Honorable mentions: Logan (🇺🇸🦅), Oscar, and Carlos

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Writer's Corner Café Create a Character(s)

Over at @writerscornercafe we have decided to do bimonthly prompts. January's prompt was creating a character in a week. I decided to rework two original characters I have had for years. I ended up not doing every single day but what I have will be under the cut!

Monday

create a name for your character and then describe their physical appearance in detail

Catherine “Lemon” Ellen Hartsworth

5’5 ish, midsize, long straight blonde hair, blue eyes, “southern belle”, freckles everywhere, 27, 1 inch curved scar on right ankle, birthmark on her ribs on the left side, freckle on the top of her ear, two lobe piercings, white

Charlotte “Charlie” Jane Briggs

5’7ish, thin, long straight brown hair, brown eyes, 29, tattoos (brachiosaurus on left shoulder, roses under boobs across chest, skateboard on outer wrist, “shred the gnar” on right forearm, dagger on middle finger, ocean scene on left leg below the knee and above the ankle), septum piercing, stretched lobes (00), white

Tuesday

write out your character's most significant memories and relationships

Family:

Lemon

Richard and Sue Harsworth (parents), Louella (maternal grandmother), Kennedy (older brother 30)

Memories:

Summers at Louella’s farm

Pageants until the age of 10

Vacations with family

Grand Canyon

Milky Way

Washington DC

Field trip to the local news station

Seeing shooting stars

Church every easter and Christmas Eve

Hearing her parents and peers talk poorly about LGBT

Friends:

Molly Kirkland (27)- best friends since elementary school

Hunter Kirkland (27)- Molly’s husband, friends since college

Beau Norris (28)- college friend

Jessica Norris (28)- Beau’s wife, college friend

Brittanie Hannah (28)- college roommate

Important Coworkers:

Dale Lewis

Martha Glad

Nadine Franklin

Charlie

Family:

Jennifer and Martin Bates (biomother and step dad), Jackson and Susan Harstworth (biofather and step mom), Joanne (paternal grandmother)

Memories:

Meeting Kyle in middle school

Having a crush on Gabby in first grade

First skateboard at age 8

First kiss with a girl at age 14

Being chased with Kyle by cops for skateboarding

The car accident graduation night (Kyle was driving and could have lost his scholarship so Charlie took the fall)

Working on skate videos

Friends:

Kyle Hightower (29)- best friends since 11

River Jobbs (30)- boyfriend of Kyle, met him through Kyle

El Kelley (28)- friend from college

Lacey Jones (29)- friend through skateboarding

Annie Maxwell (31)- ex girlfriend

Important Coworkers:

Nadine Franklin

Alex Fields

Sunday

write out what qualities make your character unique and their backstory

Lemon

Lemon’s parents raised Lemon and Kennedy to be scholarly and to achieve their dreams no matter what it takes. Her parents weren’t devoutly religious, but they went to church every Easter and Christmas Eve. They lived in a small town in the heart of the bible belt, so she grew up around racism and homophobia. At a young age Lemon thought there was something different about her, but she was never safe to explore that side of her.

From a young age Lemon was interested in the weather so she went to school to become a meteorologist and is now a weather woman on the local news.

Charlie

Born and raised in California, Charlie grew up middle to lower middle class. Her parents divorced right before middle school which left feeling confused and started to act out. She took up skateboarding and eventually became a professional skateboarder. Her and her best friend, Kyle, got themselves into sticky situations often. Charlie came out as a lesbian n high school; this was largely accepted.

After graduation she got into a pretty serious car accident with Kyle which left her staying with her grandmother in Atlanta.

During her years of being a professional skateboarder she became heavily involved with the video making process and got into sound tech. When she stayed with her grandmother in Atlanta, she was able to start working on low budget sets and worked her way up.

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Angela Norris: Shouldn't eat that s***, Dale.

Dale Bradley: They sell it in a hospital, Angela. How bad can it be?

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49 - Dutton’s and Norris’s Collide

Part 50

Raised Fair Share of Hell

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Pacing back and forth in the Midland General hospital waiting room I was most definitely making scratch marks with my boots on the tile floor with how hard I was pressing my boots into the tile floor. Wrapping my arms around myself I sniffed through tears and I haven’t stopped crying since we had transported him here with the helicopter.

Footsteps came down the closest hallway. I turned my head sharply seeing his sister walk in with the worker named Dale from dinner the other night. “What the heck are you doing here, cow eater?”

“Waiting to see if my boyfriend will make it out of surgery or not. What were you doing going to a strip club or something by wearing that outfit?” Noticing his sister Ainsley was dressed in a blue jacket and a short white dress that newly showed her butt, her hair was in a braid and she was wearing short dark brown cowgirl boots.

Ainsley scoffed, pushing her finger harshly into my chest raising her voice at me. “At least my father didn’t get bored with my mother and have another child with another woman.”

“What did you just say about my family?” I glared at her, clutching my hands into fists knowing she was talking about my brother. My parents had told us later in life the reason Tate was my half brother by law.

Ainsley scowled directly at me, suddenly screaming. “My brother isn’t considered a bastard like yours - ahh!” Dale and a nurse quickly turned their heads seeing the intense interaction that was happening right before their eyes.

Bolting forward I raised a fist hitting her square in the face where she collapsed down onto the tile floor. I jumped directly on top of her throwing punches but she started throwing hits back at me, though she wasn't as strong as me. “My aunt and uncle taught me how to fist fight you little brat!”

Ainsley kicked me with her feet harshly where I got thrown backwards on the floor. I gripped her hair yanking on it till she elbows me in the rib stumbling backwards into one of the chairs. “You’re just angry cause it’s true - urgh!” Ainsley grunted suddenly, getting yanked off the floor and shoved against the wall.

“What made you think you could put your hands on my daughter!” She gasped, clawing at the hand that was wrapped around her throat.

Scrambling to my feet, my mouth hung opened in shock. “Daddy! Mama, how did you get here so fast?”

“We weren’t the ones driving from the ranch.” My mother explained coming into the lobby before I heard the clicking of heels against the tile floor. My aunt Beth came rushing in full force standing beside her sister in law.

My father death glared at the teenager he was holding up against the wall. He had one arm pressing against her stomach and the other hand was wrapped around her throat until we heard footsteps coming in and a nurse exclaimed. “Oh my god. What are you doing to her?”

“This doesn’t concern you.” My father released his grip, dropping Ainsley down to the floor gasping for breath.

The nurse gulped, brushing her hands down her scrubs. “Uh - he’s - he’s awake and out of surgery if you want to see him. I suggest only three of you go in at a time though.” Walking right up to her, me, Dale and a bruised and bloody nose Ainsley followed her to his hospital room.

Entering the small room we let Dale go in first seeing him laying on the bed with a breathing tube in his nose and an IV sticking in his left hand. His face was covered in bruises and he barely could open his eyes. “How you feeling, slugger?”

He took a shaky breath. “Been better.”

Dale explained to my boyfriend. “Yeah, them damn ribs is the worst. You know, try like hell not to laugh and try like ever-loving hell not to sneeze.”

“Oh, my God.” Ainsley muttered under her breath with a hand covering her mouth.

“What are you doing here?” Her brother noticed her standing in the room.

Ainsley crossed her arms over her chest snapping off. “Well, I was waiting for five hours to see if you lived through surgery.”

“Sorry to disappoint.” He grumbled under his breath at her response. He blinked briefly seeing the bruises on her face and then seeing I had one underneath my eye and my hair was sticking out in all kinds of places. “Who’d you two get into a fight with?”

Death glaring at his sister Dale clearly could sense the tension between me and his younger sister. “Each other.”

“We're gonna wait outside, amigo.” Dale leans forward tapping the edge of his blanket where his feet were sticking up. “You need anything? Hmm? Want a pack of cigarettes?”

Cooper lightly laughed wincing when pain shot through his injured section of ribs. “You said, "Don't laugh."

“Sorry. My fault. Broke my own rule. We'll be right outside, bud, okay?” Dale apologies heading to the door.

“To think, I missed my first patch party for you.” Ainsley remarked to her brother walking out of the room leaving us alone to talk.

“I'm sure there'll be plenty of chlamydia at the next one.” Cooper coughed looking over at me pressing up against the doorway struggling to keep tears from streaming down my face. “Faith - I shouldn’t have let her kiss me - she - kissed me. I didn’t -“

“Cooper, I don’t care about that anymore. All that matters to me is that you’re alive. I thought - I thought you were going to die when I found you in your trailer.” I sniffed through tears standing at his bedside, reaching down and taking his freehand in mine. “I - I love you, Cooper Norris. I know that I overreacted and should have believed you when you said Ariana is just a friend. It's just you’re my first boyfriend and - I guess I was insecure of myself but I realized when I thought you were going to die before I got to tell you I love you.”

Cooper opened his eyes, meeting my gaze, crying lightly tugging me by the hand. “I love you too, Faith Dutton.” Crawling up into his empty side of the bed once he had scooted over I wrapped my arms around him. He laid his head down on mine, closing his eyes getting some sleep with a weak smile on his face.

Listening to Cooper’s shaky breathing I kept my head laying on his shoulder while he was sound asleep, at least we both were till his mother came into the room a loud and sobbing mess. “Oh, my God. Look at my little angel. What the fuck?” Sharply lifting my head up I looked around waking up in a panicked state by her loud sobbing.

Tommy began to speak to his ex wife. “I know. Wh…”

“Look at him, Tommy!” His mother shouted in her husband's face.

Tommy questioned her. “What happened to "don't freak him out"?”

“You better find the fuckers that did this.” She bared her teeth with anger in her tone.

Cooper shifted slowly, waking up from the small nap he was taking before she had come into his room. “Mom?”

“I'm here, baby.” She croaked through tears.

Tommy gently pushed her towards the doorway needing her to calm down before she talked with her son. “We know that, honey. The whole hospital knows. I know you got a Xanax on you, so go out in the hallway and take it. And wait till it kicks in 'fore you come back, okay? How 'bout that?”

Angela sniffed back tears leaving his hospital room. “I'm gonna...I'm gonna be right outside, baby, okay?”

“I can’t believe she might be my mother in law someday.” Laying my head against the pillows I covered my face with my hands.

Tommy moved to take a seat in the chair on the other side of the bed, eyeing me still cuddling up on his son’s side on the hospital bed. Cooper sighed with his eyes closed. “Ariana called and asked for help, and I gave it. Faith didn’t have anything to do with this.”

“She's not my concern. You are. And at the moment, the fuckers that put you in this hospital are my main concern.” His father explained with a stern tone in his voice.

Cooper trailed off weakly. “If my father steps in…”

“This is not your dad talking. This is the general manager of an oil company talking. And when my employees break into another employee's company-provided housing and beat the dog shit out of him to the point where a surgeon has to re-inflate his lung, I step in. Manuel and Antonio. Who else?” Tommy raises two fingers asking for names and by the look in his eyes I knew he was probably going to do something very serious and possibly illegal. “You can tell me, or I'll beat it out of the first two.”

“I don't know their names.” Cooper blinked his eyes briefly racking his brain for the answers. “Maintenance crew for the buffalo field.”

“That's all you had to say.” His father nodded, getting out of the chair going out into the hallway once someone had called his phone. He turned nearly jumping out of his boots, noticing Kayce Dutton waiting in the hallway. “Jesus fuck!”

“We need to talk you and me, Tommy Norris.” The cowboy spoke in a deep voice, lifting his head up so he could see his dark eyes looking at him underneath the black cowboy he was wearing.