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Glen Powell vs. Daisy Edgar-Jones | Hot Ones Versus
#glen powell#daisy edgar jones#glenpowelledit#daisyedgarjonesedit#gpowelledit#dejedit#**#daisy edgar jones .#glen powell .#frankie & nicky .#jesse & sienna .#i love them sm
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low effort motogp memes cus I have nothing to post -🏍
#im sorry ill post more aliens soon😭😭#motogp#valentino rossi#vr46#casey stoner#vr46 academy#andrea migno#franky morbidelli#nicky hayden#marc marquez#rosquez#pecco bagnaia#marco bezzecchi#shitpost#shoresyposting
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Unfriendly reminder that with Aleix retiring next season, the last rider who was racing against Marco Simoncelli in MotoGP will no longer be part of the grid (wildcard's not included) and that makes me sad.
#motogp#marco simoncelli#aleix espargaro#This made me sad so now you gotta be sad too#And when Marc retires the last rider who shared the track with Nicky Hayden will be gone too#WHY DOES THAT MAKE ME SO FUCKING SAD???#They deserved to have a long and good retirement with fun and laughter and training younger riders#Simoncelli was born the same year as Jorge Lorenzo. Think about it. They would be the same age.#Okay gotta stop here makes me too sad#I mean still got Franky who used to train with him (sometimes)
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* ◦ . · 𝘾𝙊𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙉 𝘽𝘼𝙔 ; 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝘿𝘼𝙔 , 𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘒𝘠 '𝘚 𝘈𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘛 ›› 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙴 & 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝚈 ·
an optimist would have believed he’d left it on purpose ; that he’d use it as a way to see her again . a realist would have believed that he’d left it because he’d forgotten ; he had , after all , been distracted . but frankie believed that , purposely or not , he’d left it just to fucking spite her . because how the hell did someone forget their guitar after BAND practise ? it had , quite literally , been the ONLY thing he'd brought with him that night . granted she herself hadn’t realised he’d left it behind until she’d picked up her own cases to leave . but still it wasn’t HERS to remember . & at first , when she’d first seen it lying there right where he’d left it , she’d had thoughts about tossing it over the railing of the docks outside the garage . texting him only to tell him that if he came looking for it , & couldn’t find it , to get a diver to check the ocean floor . but she imagined that would put her well into the area of being certifiably insane rather than just her usual unbalanced . & really . . . was she ACTUALLY going to throw a vintage strat into the fucking ocean ? she would have had to have truly lost her mind to do that , even if it did belong to nicky haven . no . instead of throwing it over the railing , she’d done the only thing that had made sense to her at the time . she put it in the back of her car alongside her own & took it home . & so far for the last one & a half , nearly two , days since everything had blown up — since SHE had blown everything up — it hadn’t moved from its propped position in the corner of her living room area . looking back now , leaving it in the office of the garage for him to pick up would have been the most logical thing to do . it would surely be the first place he looked for it & neither of them would have to talk or see each other . but logic hadn’t exactly been at the forefront of her mind then . all she’d wanted was to get out of there as quickly as possible . all she’d wanted was to get home & bury herself under a pile of blankets never to be see again . because just as she KNEW it would , the blue comedown of a red high made her face the reality of what she’d just done . & it was overwhelming . she may have gotten what she’d wanted but what exactly had it cost her ? the band . her dream . but that wasn’t the reason why she’d been lying , starring at the curved top of a guitar case she could just make out from over the top of her sheets , for the past 48 hours going over every single little thing that had been said ; i thought about you every day . i need you . . . probably you most of all . i don’t think less of you , i think you need to let up . i’m fucking trying . it was taunting her . she could feel it . it was driving her fucking insane . a huff left her lips as she flipped over , eyes squeezing tightly shut in hopes that she could forcibly bring upon the sleep that alluded her . but she KNEW sleep wasn’t coming any time soon . & as her hand reached out from beneath covers to pull her phone from her bedside table , revealing 4:45 am & a list of untouched , unanswered notifications upon its screen as it lit up , she gave up . “ fuck you , haven . ” it was cursed under breath as she flung back the covers & climbed out of bed . bare feet padded across the wooden floor as she went to flick on the light . illuminating the open planned garage conversion in a warm glow . she’d known they were there — those damned post it notes of his , they’d been the thing taunting her — she’d wanted to know what had been scrawled upon them from the moment she’d first caught sight of them as he’d gotten his guitar out . & now as she sat cross-legged on the floor with the case carefully settled in front of her , all that stopped her from finding out was her own hesitation . her fingers hovered at the clasps . what if she found something she didn’t like ? what if she found something she DID ? & which of those would be the worst of the two ? her head shook , as if she could physically shake away the thoughts , before with a held breath she finally snapped them open & lifted the lid , revealing a familiar well loved , well used strat . & two piles of post it notes beneath .
they were GOOD . of course they were . nicky might not have ever been good at explaining himself — what he was really feeling , why he did the things he did — but when she saw the things he’d written , when she heard him sing them for the first time , he never really had to . everything was right there . in one way or another . you just had to know enough to piece it together . & seeing the post it notes sprawled out in front of her , it was hard to ignore what sat right in front of her . maybe she would have been able to convince herself that the way so many of the notes expressed some kind of missing , some kind of longing , some kind of regret , were about someone else . anyone else . why would any of it be about her ? she’d need an ego as big as his to think that on her own . but with his words still on endless repeat , it was IMPOSSIBLE . he’d missed them — her . he’d thought about them — her . a lump formed in her throat that no amount of swallowing could clear . what the fuck had she done ? her top teeth worked away at the softness of her lower lip as her eyes scanned over the post it notes for what felt like the hundredth time . she’d lost track of how long she’d been pouring over them , organising them into her own little order of disarray . but if her papi’s lingering & watchful presence , that appeared periodically at the sliding doors that spilled out to the shared backyard , was anything to go by , she imagined it was a worryingly amount of time . & she hadn’t realised dawn had turned into morning & then midday until a hand was settled upon her shoulder & a gentle cautious voice broke through the noise in her head , “ you doing okay , monita ? ” one look at luisa , her tía , was all it took for the dam to break . she’d fucked up . she’d well & truly fucked up & she KNEW it .
what if he regrets even trying in the first place . what if i’ve ruined everything . what if it's too late . it was a miracle luisa had heard a single thing through the tears that choked her frantic words . but somehow . . . somehow she’d managed to . somehow she’d managed to ride out the storm & gather the brunette into her side & press a kiss atop her head before offering the ONLY thing that had kept her from turning her car around in the middle of the street ; it’s never too late , monita . you can still fix it . if you want to . take it back to him & talk to him , i’m sure he’ll listen . you just have to be willing to show him some of that heart of yours — even if it’s scary . & jesus fucking christ was it . the mere thought was TERRIFYING . & if she was honest , she didn’t even know where the hell to start . the first step was getting out of the same clothes she’d been wearing for the last two days & attempting to make it appear as though she’d slept more than 4 hours . but even as she starred at herself in the mirror of her car’s visor , as she sat outside nicky’s apartment stalling for as long as she could , the telltale signs were still there . the second step was actually getting to car . & after her papi threatened to go around there for her to drop it off , she’d quickly excused herself from the sunday gathering . because knowing her luck , nicky would end up back here with all of them . & then she’d have to watch him with her whole family & ignore the less than subtle looks in her direction from every single one of them . all she had to do now was the next step ; get out of the car . the visor snapped closed as she fell back against the seat , head turning to the left to stare at the facade of his place . maybe he wasn’t home . maybe she’d get lucky & he’d be out . maybe jamie would be there instead & she could leave it with him . maybe jamie had been lying & nicky hadn’t kept his old place & she was at the wrong place . but that damned camaro parked out front told her everything she needed to know ; she was shit out of luck . you can still fix it . if you want to . it’s never too late . she hoped luisa was right . it took another whole minute , or five , before she finally moved . grabbing the bag , of what she imagined was a hefty container — or two — of pique macho & half a dozen salteñas , her abuela had pushed into her free hand as she’d left citing that you can’t go around there empty handed , from the passenger seat before hopping out . pausing only once more to get his guitar from the back of her bronco before she crossed the road . she’d felt FAR braver when she’d been at home thinking about this . now with every step she took , she could feel her resolve being chipped away at . did she REALLY want to fix it ? did she really want him back in her life — even if it was only for the band ? her heart gave a small jitter & she would curse it if she could because it knew exactly what she wanted . & as she finally reached his front door & her free hand lifted to the door , even though her mind made her hesitate it was her heart that won out as a similar rhythm against solid wood echoed out�� .
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TAGS, PART NINE - RELATIONS (pt. 1)
#( general. / tag drop. )#( home is such a lonely place. / the scott family. )#( we'll find out what we're made of. / the conlon family. )#( welcome to the roller coaster ride. / leona and pat. )#( chase me through the dark. / lou and shaun. )#( but i know we can't stay the same. / eddie and lou. )#( so you let her go and then she walked away. / brad and suzy. )#( never promised you a rose garden. / farah and nora. )#( should have thought of that before we kissed. / eddie and suzy. )#( gotta bring you to my hell. / frankie and lou. )#( and i'm only me when i'm with you. / nicky and sparrow. )#( don't let your heart give out. / lou and ollie. )
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#*piscatella but make him a lady (keep the gay though)#wentworth#orange is the new black#broke: comparing franky to stella bc they've got a lot of tats#woke: franky is nicky bc they're both 'pussy slayers'
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part 6 of idk how many
#* &. adrian pimento.#* &. charles boyle.#* &. jake peralta.#* &. norm scully.#* &. raymond holt.#* &. terry jeffords.#* &. david rossi.#* &. frankie bergstein.#* &. lisa cuddy.#* &. ben stone.#* &. michaela stone.#* &. olive stone.#* &. saanvi bahl.#* &. cruella de vil.#* &. regina mills.#* &. oliver putnam.#* &. galina 'red' reznikov.#* &. nicky nichols.
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Professional Drummers Devon Parker, Calvin "Coon" Napper & Darryl "LiL MaN" Howell
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girls when joe jonas is single again:
(it’s me, i’m girls)
LISTEN
#joe jonas#jonas brothers#dnce#kevin jonas#nick jonas#priyanka chopra#sophie turner#danielle jonas#frankie jonas#cup of joe#joejonas#jonasbrothers#joseph jonas#hollywood#jophie#hollywood couple#mancandykings#flawlessgentlemen#dailymen#dailymencelebs#queue#2023#*#hunger games#jennifer lawrence#nicki minaj#the album#the tour#spotify#hot celebs
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BILLY & CAMILA DUNNE daisy jones & the six trailer ; 2023
#daisy jones and the six#djatsedit#billy x camila#**#daisy jones & the six .#frankie & nicky .#kieran & evan .#conan & solea .#okay i'm done now ; goodbye
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1980's ID PACK
NAMES︰ aaron. adam. adding addison. adrian. alex. alexis. ali. alyssa. amanda. amber. andie. andrea. andrews. andy. anne. annie. anthony. april. ashley. aubrey. audrey. babysitters: belinda. bill. billie. billy. blair. bobbie. bobby. bonnie. brad. brandi. brandy. bret. brett. brian. brianna. brittany. caitlin. carey. carla. carly. carol. cary. casey. charlie. chris. christie. christina. christine. christopher. cindy. clare. clarissa. claudia. cody. corey. cory. courtney. crystal. dan. dana. daniel. darrell. david. dawn. devon. drew. dustin. elliott. emily. emmett. eric. erica. erik. erika. fran. francis. frankie. georgie. gloria. greer. greg. harriet. harry. heather. hollis. holly. jackie. jamie. jason. jayme. jeffery. jennifer. jeremy. jessica. jessie. jody. joe. john.zach. jory. joseph. josh. joy. jules. justin. kelly. kevin. kim. kimberly. kit. kristen. kristy. kyle. landry. larissa. laura. lauren. lee. linden. lisa. loren. lou. lucas. lynn. mallory. maria. marie. mark. marlowe. mary matt. matthew. meaghan. megan. melanie. melissa. melody. merit. michael. michelle. mickey. mike. mikey. mindy. misty. mo. morgan. natalie. neil. nick. nicky. nicole. ollie. other ozzie. parker. patrick. paul. paula. paulie. polly. quinn. rachel. randall. randell. randy. rebecca. rees. reese. richard. rob. robbie. robert. rory. royce. ryan. sabrina. sam. sarah. scott. sean. seth. shannon. shea. shelby. skyler. stacey. stacy. stephanie. stephen. stevie. taylor. the tiffany. tim. todd. tonya. tracy. tyler. valerie. victoria. will. wyatt. xavier. zack.
PRONOUNS︰ arc/arcade. arcade/arcade. arcade/arcem. beam/beam. beep/beep. bling/bling. bo/booth. boom/box. bop/bop. bou/boutique. bright/bright. buzz/buzz. ca/car. cartoon/cartoon. cass/cassette. cassette/cassette. class/classic. color/color. cor/vette. dated/dated. dazzle/dazzle. dine/diner. disc/disc. disco/disco. elec/electric. flash/flash. gae/game. gli/glitch. glitter/glitter. glow/glow. jazz/jazz. juke/box. light/light. loud/loud. neon/neon. nostal/nostal. pac/man. par/parlor. pattern/pattern. phone/phone. pin/ball. po/pop. polybi/polybius. pop/pop. rain/rainbow. ret/retro. retro/retro. rock/roll. salon/salon. ska/skate. star/star. synth/wave. text/text. vin/vintage. vintage/vintage. vivid/vivid. walk/walkman. 🌈 . 🍭 . 👾 . 💥 . 🕹 . 🧩 .
#⭐️lists#id pack#npt#nput#name suggestions#name ideas#name list#pronoun suggestions#pronoun ideas#neopronouns#emojiself#nounself
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All for the game’s characters as songs from my playlist EXCEPT its songs they LOOK like instead of what vibes they give off (if you don’t understand you are doomed a loser for the rest of your life)
Neil Josten
All I Need by Radiohead
West End Girls by Pet Shop Boys
The Great Big Gig In The Sky by Pink Floyd
Andrew Minyard
I Wanna Be Your Dog by Mephisto Walz
Dark Entries by Bauhaus
Headup by Deftones
Aaron Minyard
Everlong by Foo Fighters
Dumb by Nirvana
Teenagers by My Chemical Romance
Kevin Day
Carmen by Lana Del Rey
My Girlfriends Girlfriend by Type O’ Negative
My Lady of Mercy by The Last Dinner Party
Nicky Hemmick
Relax by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
That Means A lot by The Beatles
There From New York, New York by Frank Sinatra
Renee Walker
Once Upon A Dream by Lana Del Rey
Breathing by Kate Bush
Mirror by The Last Dinner Party
Allison Reynolds
Chase The Stars by Solene, Minthaze, Saimsoul
Literal Legand by Ayesha Erotica
Christian Woman by Type O’ Negative
Dan Wilds
Champagne Coast by Blood Orange
Rapture by Blondie
Royals by Lorde
Matt Boyd
Me And Your Mama by Childish Gambino
Bullet With Butterfly Wings by The Smashing Pumpkins
Master of None by Beach House
Seth Gordan
Got Well Soon by Breton
Destroyed By Hippie Powers by Car Seat Headrest
Bodys by Car Seat Headrest
Katelyn Mackenzie
White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes
Heart Of Glass by Blondie
Valerie by TV Girl
#I only did the foxes because this takes up way too much of my free time and I have things to do lmfao#also if you think I’m wrong you’re wrong get out my brain#some of these are definitely wrong tho#all for the game#aftg#aaron minyard#andrew minyard#renee walker#the sunshine court#neil josten#allison reynolds#nicky hemmick#kevin day#dan wilds#matt boyd#seth gordon#the foxhole court#the foxes#katelyn mackenzie
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༺ SONGS 4 FICS ༻
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🤍 🦢.🥥.🕊️ 🤍
fucking love music. these are songs that fit the vibe or remind me of the specific fic<33 (go 2 my masterlist to find the fics)
🤍 🦢.🥥.🕊️ 🤍
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| : ̗̀➛ CHRIS STURNIOLO
look at the moon : look at the moon by puzzle
only you : lights down low by maejor
shower : anaconda by nicki minaj
road trip : infrunami by steve lacey
positive : nothing matters but you by madison beer
be quiet : altitude by montell fish
| : ̗̀➛ MATT STURNIOLO
let me help : just for me by pinkpantheress
here with me : here with me by d4vd
bite me : meddle about by chase atlantic
from the start : from the start by laufey
rain like bullets : rises the moon by liana flores
stop being a brat : stargirl interlude by the weeknd
truth or dare : void by the neighborhood
| : ̗̀➛ NICK STURNIOLO
carnival : can’t take my eyes off you by frankie valli
get to it : i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys
pink in the night : pink in the night by mitski
make you mine : make you mine by madison beer
painted nails : glory box by portishead
blondie : blondie by current joys
photo booth : eyes don’t lie by isabel larosa
my boy : my boy by billie eilish
i don’t want to : candy by alex g
get off : i like the way you kiss me by artemis
am i dreaming : you were a dream by artemis
°:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .•°:. *₊ ° . ☆ °:. *₊ ° . ° .•°:. *₊ ° .
#chris sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#nicolas sturniolo#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo smut#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo smut#matthew sturniolo smut#matt sturniolo x you#matt sturniolo x reader#matthew sturniolo#christopher sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo smut#nicolas sturniolo smut#nick sturniolo x reader#nick sturniolo smut#sukiipjs#𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐢𝐩𝐣𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝜗𝜚⋆
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(new) List of my paras!
Harley
Evan
Vienna
Philippa
Nya
Regulus
Mary
Violet
Alexander
Camilla
Johnathan
Ryan
Charles/Charlie
Victoria
J
Azur
Pierre
Sierra
Beatrice
Kalypso
Emmeline
Sarah
James
Allegra
Marley
Fae
Nick/Nicky
Paolo
David
Casey
Theo
Kurt
Diana
Freya
Aiden
Carrie
Lily
Cody
Stacy
Ripley
Sophia
Elaine
Mary Anne
Charles (the other one)
Marc
Rory
Yuki
Jake
August
Daphne
nameless (grey)
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Marlene
Frankfurt
Frankie
Stuttgart
Köln
Bremen
Jory
Ryen
John Nathan
Eli
Icarus
Céline
Porcelain
Pepper
Coriolis
Prince
Marceille
Areia
Roxy
Chestnut
Colin
Lucky
Coriane
Terracotta
Sangria
Roy
Kalypso (number 2)
Dahrlia
Lya (or smth this is a work title)
Darren
André Senna
Georgia
Alessia
Emris
Sirius
Esmeralda
Auxerre
Jack
Echo
Astrid
Xander
Poppy
Nick
James (2)
Anna
Lily (2)
Élise
Lena
Daphne
Rhea
Star/Riley
Jordan
Astrid
Olivia
Carmen
Elliott
Kyara
Olivia (2)
The blue ones are pets, the not coloured ones are all humans (at least usually)
Feel free to shoot me an ask with any number of them and I'll tell you some fun facts about them!
*aka please please please ask meeee*
@aesthetic-writer18 ahhh babyy im going so insane omg
OH SSHIT I FORGOT SOME I JUST REMEMBERED
@sillycyan inspo from him heheeee
#my paras<3#maladaptive daydreaming#maladaptive daydreamer#madd#evan<3#harley<3#regulus<3#actually maladaptive
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TAGS, PART FOUR - PRIMARY OCs
#( general. / tag drop. )#( he settles all the scores. / dom. )#( burning like we're never gonna die. / murph. )#( never been good at growing up. / shaun. )#( the beautiful thieves no one suspects at all. / bullet. )#( all her life she's bound to lose. / lou. )#( nothing good ever comes without a fight. / leona. )#( her every word was in italics. / aisling. )#( open up my eager eyes. / eddie. )#( daddy's little defect. / suzy. )#( claw my way out through these walls. / sparrow. )#( the bittersweet between my teeth. / ray. )#( you're going to rise up singing. / bea. )#( the kind whose spirits are runnin' free. / kayla. )#( stood beneath an orange sky. / farah. )#( gonna raise the stakes. / brad. )#( i want more that's the score. / nicky. )#( couldn't help thinkin' that there was a little more to life. / reggie. )#( watched you fall apart & said nothing. / lux. )#( i was invincible brick and mortar skin and bones. / ollie. )#( success it loves a witness. / kt. )#( hey little sister what have you done? / cacey. )#( no one needs anyone they don't even just pretend. / johnny. )#( mount everest ain't got shit on me. / frankie. )
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