#ric waite

[sesiondemadrugada]

48 Hrs. (Walter Hill, 1982).

[genevieveetguy]

. I just don't know that I believe in everything you believe in. But I believe in you.

Footloose, Herbert Ross (1984)

[liliakier]

@ricstarweek2024 ended like 2 days ago but I was sad I didn’t get to post my last entry due to timing issues, anyway, belatedly:

Day 7 - Family

I want them to have a slightly awkward but emotional and sweet meeting while Rictor acts as emotional support 😔

[siderains]

the crimson stone is the source of my boy’s magical powers because dracula passed that trough his genes so he’s not fucking doomed by possessing it, with the alchemy pros (im assuming except the death controlling part, for plot reasons) if the vampire messiah is trying to re-create it probably will backfire since thats in adrian’s essence you guys heard it here first

[dr3smile]

Daniel via LinkedIn: “Had a great break. At home, off the grid, with loved ones. Refreshed and ready for a big 2024 💪”

[mjfsupremacy]

The funniest thing about Ric Flair leaving AEW is that man FOR REAL definitely knew that his contract was for merch rights and his name value and he just decided it was a multi year talent contract and why isn't he AEW champion by now?

[fishhateme]

maxiel(ish) drabble pt 1

Daniel's sigh was so loud he wasn't even surprised when Sassy looked at him, perched atop one of Max's book shelves ("Why do you have so many, Maxy? It's not like you actually read" raised eyebrow, thick lips parting for a beat before quirking up shyly "Shut up" "These days you just meow on livestreams, right? Busy schedule" a full smile then, pink tongue darting out to wet his full, chapped lips, so wonderfully feminine "Shut up, Dan" "Is it like when you bought that Hermes bracelet and you just never let it go? Is it about being all fancy? Maybe we should ask George for some vocab tips" a full laugh, head thrown back against the pillows and crinkled corners of his eyes "I think it makes perfect sense, no? Why would I not have bookshelves. They're classy, and the cats like them. Who doesn't have bookshelves?" oh, okay, his voice is more nasally in the morning, it's more noticeable when he says more than two words. Yeah, it's been years and Daniel knows this already, but he could still drown in the raspiness of it, suddenly back to day one and awkward chuckles in hotel rooms "Who meows on a livestream?" "Shut up, Daniel"). The way Sassy looked at him wasn't even concerned, it was mostly annoyed. And, sure, Daniel hated dogs - er, hated, was terrified of, had been chased by back home, same difference -, but there was a certain autonomy about cats that unsettled him. Those lucky bastards didn't need attention like a wilting, desperate plant needed fresh water, like Daniel needed love to breathe. Enchanté, nice to meet you too, did I tell you I'm jealous of my boyfriend's cats? No, I don't go to therapy anymore, how did you know?

Ugh. Daniel scowled at himself for that shitty self-pitying monologue. He briefly considered calling his therapist again, but he didn't like feeling like he needed a crutch, and he wasn't as distressed and hurting as he was back in the McLaren days. He could manage, really, and he'd rather that than going through the shameful motion of crawling back to his therapist after assuring (read, lying) to her he could cope perfectly fine on his own, with his stupid little journal (abandoned shortly after Belgium, because everything was blindingly bright in his future and he'd get to write it down later, now he just wanted to focus on the feeling of being on top of the world) and his stupid little breathing techniques. He was fine, really. He was just... ugh.

He sighed again, still staring at his phone screen, prompting Sassy to send him another one of her patented annoyed looks. Her feline eyes, already perpetually displeased as if inconvenienced by the existence of her owners (oh, we only feed, shelter and pamper you, I'd be annoyed too, you expensive little brat), seemed even more judgy in the stuffy Mediterranean heat of the afternoon. The living room was so poorly designed (as was most of Monaco, because money couldn't buy enough space to build a decent apartment when every single millionaire on Earth decided to cram themselves in the same five or so blocks) that Daniel was beginning to run out of air in his lungs, but maybe that was because of his own... shit ("Yes, of course I'll remember my breathing techniques, I'll be fine, besides, you'll be late for your next client. I promise I'll be fine").

It came so easily to lie, sometimes.

part 2

[justanotherdrfan]

Baby girl is thriving!! 🥺

[villainsidestep]

honestly now that everyone knows they’re a regene what is really stopping fawn from finally getting to use it/its like god intended ?

[randomidiocyncrazies]

????????????

what is her deal.......

[borealalice]

Yuki honestly has the gravitational pull of a small moon, he's made of something that had even soul-sucking mummy Helmut Marko™ putting his faith in him despite a pretty disastrous first season. That's how powerful my little stocky dude is.

[onboardsorasora]

I said it when he posted himself in that sweatshirt for the first time. He KNEW we’d go fucking feral over this drop.

He dropped it with little fanfare, an IG story and an email. And it’s not been 8 hours and it’s sold out.

Anything to support him.

[dannyriccloverrr]

bless Daniels little cotton socks lmao he can’t win can he? Our boy said he knows exactly what he doesn’t want when if he were to come back, that being a slow asf tractor ass of a car and ‘restarting’ his career and the seat rumour ppl decide to hit and run with his him taking the AT seat bffr 😭

[silusvesuius]

i think eli/sif and ul/fric r 2 women with hysteria also with bonus s**cidal tendencies

[dr3smile]

He’s so ready for this weekend

[justanotherdrfan]

To all the girlies I got you!! 😉