#georgie turner

[inezrable]

The Character needs a weighted blanket and some Quiet Time in the Sensory Room

[miss-ute]

[yen-sids-tournament]

Live Action 6: Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest v The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

Pirates: Dead Man's Chest {original-Pirates: Curse of the Black Pearl (2003)}

Bisexual awakening

Narnia: Prince Caspian {original- the Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the witch, and the Wardrobe (2005)}

It adds to the firsts world building off of what was there playing with the established time difference between the two worlds

[toxicroyjamie]

Jamie Tartt would not listen to Taylor Swift. Sorry

[emphemerally]

The family photo of the century

i love them so much

[goodmorninglovelies42]

I don’t even care about Taylor Swift, but sometimes I want to be like “of course Jamie listens to her” just because the anti T Swift stuff is so annoying.

[maddie-jayne]

I just noticed that most of the famous ppl I love are British.

Taylor Swift so understands me, even though I'm not an American.

[feelysgirl]

it pains me knowing there are so many fine ass male celebrities that i'll never even get one chance with.

[yeniyeniseyler]

Pale Waves - Gravity (Video Klip)

İngiliz rock grubu Pale Waves‘in 20 Eylül 2024’te Dirty Hit etiketiyle çıkacak olan yeni albümü “Smitten”dan üçüncü olarak “Gravity” isimli şarkısının video klibi 15 Ağustos 2024’te yayınlandı. Yapımcılığını Emily Clifford’un üstlendiği şarkının video klibini Georgie Cowan-Turner yönetti. Albümden daha önce “Perfume” ve  “Glasgow” isimli şarkıların video klibi yayınlanmıştı. Pale Waves –…

[echo-of-the-eye]

A while ago I subscribed to rusty quill’s patreon for one month so I could get access to the extra bloopers (which are amazing and definitely worth it) and the deluxe transcripts and I’d definitely recommend it. I know they’re not canon, but they’re great. You’ll get such treats as:

• Jon being a tired millennial

• Jon shitting on the police

• Just general Jon snark

• Jon’s degree is in literature (unqualified king)

• Some really sad comments on the leitner statements

• Being subconsciously compelled to cross out this line “grant us the sight that we may not know. Grant us the scent that we may not catch. Grant us the sound that we may not call” from the statement in page turner

• Jon defending the anatomy students

• Statement giver says they almost threw up and Jon comments “a common response to fanfiction” like excuse me?! Sir?? What do you have against fanfiction??

• “Ah, mums. I assume” wtf Jon?! Why are you trauma dumping in your notes?!

• After Sasha talks about how she met up with Michael and kept investigating: “really need a staff training seminar on when to RUN AWAY” Jon I love you

• “Georgie needs to get better taste in friends”

• Just. Some really sad and ominous comments on the prentiss statement

• Implying that he’s sent the british museum MULTIPLE emails and they’re ignoring him

• “If this house is haunted by a ghost clown, I quit”

• And last but not least:

This picture of a random ass woman holding a DUCKLING that’s supposed to be mary keay

[lovelytsunoda]

can't stand the rain // george russell

summary: the nights are always long and lonely when she misses her lover. but dating a formula one driver isn't easy, and she knew that when she started dating the most wonderful and exciting man that she had ever met.

pairing: george russell x female reader

warnings: longing and pining! the harsh reality that which would be dating someone like george russell, but there is a happy ending! allusions to sex, but not written out.

I can't stand the rain, against my window cause he ain't here with me//hey window pane tell me, do you remember how sweet it used to be? when we were together everything was so grand//now that we parted there's just one sound that I just can't stand

it was on nights like these that she missed george the most.

rain drops crashing down against the window panes, a steady haze of fog rolling across the english country side.

she hated that sound when he wasn't here to share it with.

y/n was sitting on the couch by the window, a scented bath and body works candle on the coffee table, burning and filling the main floor of the house with that simple, summer scent as she wrapped herself in a blanket, powerpoint presentations reflecting off the blue light lenses as she typed.

dating someone as magnetic and larger than life as george russell was no easy feat. the days and nights were long, the timezones too much to bear as his schedule demanded he jet off to some faraway country every weekend.

sometimes, it felt like her george wasn't actually her george, but the world's george.

she slammed her laptop shut, rubbing her eyes under her glasses before she turned on the tv, dialing in to sky sports as the warm up for the evenings race began.

if george were here, they would be watching some stupid movie on netflix (last rainstorm it was bait, a movie about tsunamis and twelve foot long sharks), with the plush calvin klein blanket pulled tightly around their bodies until one of them got tired of the film and started getting handsy.

something about the rain always got george russell going. those afternoons usually ended up with y/n on her back, georges gentle kisses against her skin as he made love to her, the pitter patter of the rain in the background.

she missed him.

the race ended, and she sent him a congratulations text, knowing that he did the best that he could in a car that wasn’t where either mercedes driver had expected it to be.

she blew out the candle, phone in the back pocket of her jeans as she moved to the kitchen of a house that felt too large for just her alone as she warmed up the kettle.

her phone rang, and she slipped the small device out of her pocket, beaming as she swiped up to talk to the most important man in her life.

“hey, beautiful.” george russell beamed from the other end of the line, and the other side of the world. “how are you feeling?”

“tired.” y/n laughed. “uni is relentless. remind me why I decided to go to law school?”

“because I wanted a strong, powerful girlfriend?”

“hilarious. it’s killing me slowly.” she grimaced, placing a bag of peppermint tea in her indigo mug. “you had a good race today, honey. I know the car is shite this year, but you’re driving the hell out of that thing.”

“you know what, I think I’m finally getting the hang of the car.”

“that’s really good, georgie. I’m proud of you.”

george smiled sadly, wishing that he could reach through the phone and hold his lover in his arms. every part of his skin, his body aches for her touch, for the feeling of cradling her in his arms again.

“I miss you. I’ll be home before you know it, yeah? you’ll wake up in a few mornings and I will be there and you’ll get to wrap your arms around me and we’ll make the most of the time we have before I have to go to the next race.”

“I wish it were easier. I wish I could come with you.”

“I know, sweetheart. I know.”

two days passed since that phone call, and the rain showed no signs of stopping. a few times the downpour has lightened to a manageable drizzle, but it was still as if the clouds in the sky were reading her emotions.

reading how much she longed for georges presence.

how she missed watching him play backgammon with his mates at the table by the french doors, sunlight refracting on his face.

how she missed his touch, even when it was the touch of his cold, cold feet in bed.

how she missed his cooking, even when he burned the simplest of dishes and ended up ordering takeaway (and swallowing his pride).

the weather outside reflected how she felt, but that fact did nothing to make her feel better. george was stuck in team meetings, despite the promise of a two week break before the next double header began.

she was debating the merits of going to visit her parents in the city, reconnecting with the world and getting away from her feelings and her term papers. it seemed like all she had done since george left was drink peppermint tea and pore over old court documents.

until the morning all was right again.

the sunlight was orange as it filtered through her curtains, the sun just beginning to rise over the hilly countryside. she heard footsteps, and the sound of the creaky bedroom door swinging open.

she’s have to to tell george to fix that.

george.

she didn’t believe her eyes. there he was, kneeling in front of the bed to kiss her forehead. she grumbled his name, trying to peel her groggy eyes open.

“I’m right here, darling. caught an earlier flight. there’s an iced coffee in the fridge for you.”

she smiled, reaching for his hand. “I missed you.”

“I know, love. can I join you?”

“you may.” she hummed, pulling the blankets back up over her shoulders. normally she would have loved to watch her boyfriend undress, but this morning she was far too sleepy to care about the sound of georges heavy hilfiger belt hitting the hardwood floor.

eyes still closed, she felt the mattress dip next to her as george slipped underneath the covers, taking her into his arms. she sighed contentedly, resting her head on his bare chest as the driver ran his large hand up and down her back.

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you too, george william russell.”

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@daydreamingleclerc @libraryofloveletters @magnummagnussen @scuderiamh @sidcrosbyspuck @oconso @cl16version @cartierre @monzabee

[thatdude01181]

The singer-JO

Jenna walked into a small bar on the outside of LA with Emma and Georgie. She sat at a table while Georgie and Emma went to the bar and ordered drinks, she scrolled through her Instagram feed as she waited. She scrolled past a post from the bar that said this young singer was gonna be playing at the bar tonight, Y/N L/N. She had heard of him in passing, he was a country singer known for posting covers of popular love songs on YouTube, and was discovered by Blake shelton. Maybe that was part of the reason the paparazzi was outside, then again the trio had frequented the bar since she had turned 21.

"Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you, Y/N L/N" the announcer says as a young man in a cowboy hat, red and white plaid shirt, blue jeans and boots steps out on stage with a guitar in his hand.

"How y'all doin' tonight" he said as the crowd cheered. He smiled and placed his guitar on his leg that sat on the bar of the stool.

"Alright this first song is gonna be a cover I posted on YouTube a long time ago it's called three wooden crosses, hope y'all enjoy."

(play three wooden crosses covered by josh turner)

The crowd was in tears as they began turning on their phones flash lights. He looked out at the crowd as the song ended, and spotted the three he had met Emma and Georgie and was promised to be introduced to Jenna at some point.

Jenna stared at the stage as the crowd cheered and clapped. Emma has joined her at the table soon after arriving while Georgie walked back with the drinks.

"Did you know he was gonna be here?" Jenna asked Emma.

"Yes, he's a good friends of Georgie and I." the brunette stated.

"And when did you meet him?"

"You remember when you were off filming scream 6 in Montreal?" Georgie asked.

"Yeah?"

"That's when."

"Well he's an amazing singer, and I don't usually like country"

"His dad always listened to country music when he was driving Y/N liked listening to it with his dad." Emma said.

"His dad must be special to him" Jenna stated.

"He was, unfortunately he died last year"

Jenna looked at Emma and Georgie with a confused look. Georgie nodded and Emma looked her in the eye.

"He was diagnosed with dementia when Y/N was in college, he helped his mom take care of him. He got a part time job to help pay bills, to him family is everything, he sends his mom money every month." Emma states as Y/n begins to speak.

"This one goes out to a couple of good friends"

(play friends by Blake Shelton)

The crowd sang along and clapped to the beat of the song. He smiled as the song ends nowing that everyone in attendance was having fun. The night continues on like that, and after he walked up to the trio and was basically tackled by Emma in a bear hug.

"Hi Y/n" she said as he fist bumps Georgie.

"Hey Emma" he says in his deep Southern accent.

He walks closer to the table and sees Jenna. He'd been a fan of hers for a while.

"Y/n this is our friend Jenna Ortega, Jenna this is Y/n" Emma said as she stood.

"Nice to meet you" she said

"The pleasure is mine ma'am" he said taking her hand. She could feel the calluses on his hand.

"Where are you from?" She asked noting his accent.

"Florida" he said. She tilted her head in confusion, she had known people from Florida and they didn't sound like that.

"What part?" She asks.

"Southern, my home town is very small and rural. You blink and you'll miss it." He said

"It's true" Georgie said.

She looked between them. They had all grown close.

They chatted for a while Jenna getting to know the country singer. The night ended with Jenna eventually giving Y/n her number. They had become very close over the next several months, spending entire days together, she had even helped him write some songs. The press had put out stories questioning if there was something between them.

Those rumors were ultimately forgotten about when the next big piece of celebrity gossip came out.

They had began to develop feelings for one another as the weeks became months. He eventually asked her out, and instead of taking her to some fancy over priced restaurant he made her his mom's famous chicken rolls.

He was deep in work as he heard a knock on his door.

"It's open" he called out flour covering his hands. Jenna walked in her hair in a loose bun, in her favorite blue Nike top, a pair of sweatpants slides and a gold necklace that her dad bought her.

Y/n" she called out from the front door.

"I'm in the kitchen" he yelled.

She walked in and smelled the chicken. She  saw him covered in flour as he was currently rolling out some biscuits and placing the mixture of chicken and veggies in the center of the biscuit, folding them over and creating the roll.

"Hi" she said

"Hey" he said placing the last of the chicken rolls on the baking sheet, and putting them in the oven at 350° for 30 minutes. She watched as he washed his hands, drying them off on a hand towel.

He pulled her in for a hug, one that which she returned. She took in his scent, cedar with a hint of lavender. She was small compared to him, they were a literal foot apart.

She backed up and looked around his home. It was a modest 3 bed 2 bath, enough space for him to live and start a family in the future.

"What are we having?" She asked.

"My mom's home made chicken rolls" he said. She smiled and leaned against the outside of his counter as he placed the towel on the counter.

They sat and talked for a while pretty much about the daily life.

"So what does your girlfriend have to say about this?" She asked.

"What girlfriend?" He asked

"Wait you're telling me you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, have you not caught on to that?"

"No. I mean I thought that you had one, or at least were interested in someone."

"No ma'am single as can be, and I am interested in someone but I don't know, she might have someone else in mind"

She nodded, not knowing it was her he was talking about.

"And who might that be?"

He looked at her, she looked rather depressed. He gently placed his index finger and thumb and her chin and moved her face to look at him.

"Well she's smart, cunning, and very funny" he said.

"What else"

"She's got the prettiest brown eyes I've ever seen, and the most beautiful freckles in the world"

Her eyes widened as he realized who he was talking about.

"Anything else"

"And I'm gonna ask if I can kiss her"

She nodded and he leaned in, planting a kiss on her plump lips. They stayed like that for a while, eventually deepening the kiss.

The only thing that stopped them was the timer ringing, notifying them that their food was done. He quickly ran to the kitchen, dawning his red white and blue oven mitts and removed the tray from the oven and placed it on the counter, before returning to Jenna.

"Now where were we?" He asked causing her to giggle.

[miss-ute]

Lorraine - Laura Main & Georgie Glen (25.12.2o23)

[sigmalonso]

untitled george x toto drabble

tags: suggestive themes

notes: what is the ship name??????

One of these days, all his staring will be giving him trouble. But George doesn't know how to stop, not when his boss, his team principal, is always looking delectable in front of him. George doesn't even know what delectable is and how a man can look delectable. Then he met Torger Wolff.

George would like to think that he's polite with his gaze. He knows where and when to look. Perhaps it's the paranoia; there's always a lens following him everywhere he goes and because of it, he's wired into a constant state of alertness. You will never catch him ogling his boss in public.

His mind, however, would beg to differ.

Once, under the scorching heat of Bahrain, Toto unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and George felt like he was a Victorian girl, depraved of intimacy that he nearly combusted right there at the sight of his boss' collarbone. He was lucky Bahrain was hot; he could play off the flush of his face to the weather and not to the immoral thought running in his head.

The problem is: his mind runs on its own. It refuses to stop.

Right now, George is trapped in a meeting with the engineers and the team principal himself. He makes himself look like he is paying attention; he nods at the right time, flashing an encouraging smile even when there's nothing in the results to smile about, and trying his best not to get a hard-on.

Across from him, Toto is talking animatedly. He's always a big talker, expressive with his hands. George wonders what else that hands can do. Toto is big all over; he is tall, taller than even George who considers himself the tallest in the grid, with big hands and broad shoulders, which are constant head-turners.

His gaze flits to the way Toto is sitting. Strong, thick thighs splaying wide as if he wants someone to settle between them. George will. Toto just needs to ask and he will drop to his knees for him. He wonders what else is big⸺

"⸺Gie? Georgie?"

George blinks owlishly, coming to his senses. "Yes?" To his mortification, everyone else has left. There's only him and Toto in the room.

When his gaze meets his boss', he finds Toto staring at him with an amused smile. "What is going on in your head, Georgie? Mind to share with the class?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I'm just tired," George says quickly, pushing the chair away to rise to his feet. "Sorry, I think I need to rest⸺"

"Is there something you need to say to me?"

He feels blood draining from his face. He can barely hear himself speaking over his thunderous heartbeat. "No, there's⸺no, nothing, I'm sorry for zoning out, I⸺"

"Georgie," Toto calls out, voice soft yet firm, "lock the door and come here."

Then he pushes his seat away from the desk and lets his legs fall open. It is obscene. It is everything George has ever dreamed of.

George's eyes immediately drop to his lap before flitting back up, in time to catch a smirk on Toto's face. He feels his face heat up.

"Come," Toto says again with a quirk of his fingers.

And George goes.

[empyrean11]

First half here: https://www.tumblr.com/empyrean11/755477272309415936/my-list-of-first-first-half-jays

Commence the second half ... er, highlights?

Joey Votto and Bo are both hurt immediately out of all star break? CURSED

All Star Break! Vladdy is our only all-star. He doesn't participate in HR Derby, but does wear a Teo Jays jersey. Teo wins! 🥹

Stewy finally is allowed to play, makes 2 great catches in the bottom of the 9th

KK's on waivers, plays spectacularly anyway

Ernie 3-run homers on back-to-back days, but everyone gets injured (Bo, Varsh, half the pitchers in the whole minor league system, 3rd base coach)

KK announces he will retire after this season

Ernie pitches an inning against the Rays when the Jays are down by 13 runs. He's the only Jays pitcher of the day who doesn't give up a run. Spencer walks in the 9th inning when they're down by 13. Come on, you can't do that.

ERNIE WALK OFF!!!

Gausman complete game!!

Stewy's first hit, it's a double!!

Yariel has a really, really bad game. Optioned to AAA. Immediately recalled because so many guys have just been traded

Addison's first HR!! 🚀

Ricky Tiedeman needs TJ surgery 😥

TRADE DEADLINE WEEK WAS SO AWFUL. Jano and KK and Kikuchi and Yimi Garcia and Trevor Richards and Justin Turner and IKF and giant Nate

Loperfido joins the Jays, wears Jano's #9 and we weep again.

The roomies have adopted Loperfido

Let's just intentionally walk Aaron Judge all the time.

Spencer and Davis got haircuts, I am inconsolable

Joey Votto is actually actually playing with the Bisons!

Varsho makes incredible catches every damn day

Springer hockey jersey giveaway, everyone is so cute

traded Cam Eden 😭 to the yankees 😭

Vladdy's hit streak ends at 22 games. He has been INCREDIBLE!! PAY! THE! MAN!

De Los Santos first MLB hit & RBI! he's immediately sent back to AAA.

Here comes Will Wagner! BLAZING HOT start!!

Joey Votto retires, announces via a 9-second Instagram video filmed in the Bisons parking lot (because, of course he would)

Down 4-3 in the bottom of the 9th. Loperfido HR to tie it, Barger to WALK IT OFF

There is a new celebration. Bird cage? Hand on head like a unicorn? Stomping? "The Georgie"?? The boys are weird but are having SO much fun

Bowden with 8 no-hit innings!! Bitter Angel guy says he was "hittable and not special" - Chris Bassitt makes it known that he does not agree with a handmade sign on the broadcast next day.

The Danny Jansen 😭😭 / time travel weirdness game. Jays win both ends of this double header-ish thing. George Springer can't stop hitting home runs.

"Players weekend" Ernie has a pencil bat!

Stewy sent back to Buffalo 😥 Lukes (so much beard) comes up.

Addison wrestles alligators and bears?!

The boys trounce the twins 15-0, it was SO MUCH FUN. Bonus: Ernie bats left-handed to protect his sore ankle

Leo dives thru the netting and into the stands to make a ridiculous catch!!

Bowden with 8 no-hit innings again! What is this guy?!

KIRKY WALK-OFF

Davis is back babyyy (he's using Jano's old bats?!?!)

Leo gets HBP every day

BO IS BACK!!! REUNITED WITH VLADDY 💕

Bo breaks his finger in fielding practice literally the next day. WTF

Will Wagner and Varsho also need surgery. Stewy & Clase called up.

Swept at the Trop. Of course.

Everything is bad but tiny bits of light: Clase first MLB HR! Lukes first MLB HR!

Jano returns to the dome. SOBBING. Danny & Kirky, Danny & Davis WAILING SOBS, BRING HIM HOME

Bo's broken finger needs surgery too. EVERYBODY GETS A FREE SURGERY!

Vladdy ends the year with 199 hits, because we can't have nice things.

Sure sure, let's limp to the end of the season getting swept by the ... Marlins?!?

[emphemerally]

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