#rozzi and alex

[pr0blemd0g]

alex and rozzi on halloween 🖤

[nawolff]

🤎🧡🤍

[draumas]

[kathlare]

good graces

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: On a rare day off in Rio, Amelie and Rozzi unwind in a smoky hotel suite, playfully teasing each other about relationships while passing a joint.

Wordcount: 1.4 k

Warnings: use of drugs, explicit comments

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November 15th, 2023 - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Amelie sat cross-legged on the plush sofa in the cozy hotel suite, a cloud of smoke swirling around her and Rozzi as they passed a joint back and forth. The sunlight was fading over the Rio de Janeiro skyline, casting a golden glow over the room. The tour had a rare day off, and after weeks of nonstop shows and rehearsals, Amelie was thankful for the break, even if she wasn’t sure what to do with herself.

—So, Amelie,— Rozzi said, her voice slightly slurred as she took another hit from the joint. —What the hell is going on with you and that boy, Lando? You two are acting like a couple of horny teenagers again, huh?—

Amelie couldn’t help but laugh, rolling her eyes, though she knew Rozzi was right. —Ugh, don't even start, Rozzi,— she muttered, sinking deeper into the couch. Her head was already starting to spin a little from the weed, but she pushed through, still ready to vent. —I don’t even know what the hell is happening. It’s like we’re stuck in this loop of... of, god, I don't even know! It's like we keep circling each other, but neither of us knows how to break the damn cycle.—

Rozzi raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a mischievous grin. —Cycle, huh? More like an endless fuckfest. Girl, last time I saw you two, it was in Argentina, and, damn, Alex and I could hear you two all the way from the next room. The moaning? The sounds? Please. You two were literally making animal noises.—

Amelie flushed, half-laughing, half-embarrassed, but she didn’t deny it. —Okay, fine, I won’t lie. That was... intense. But it’s not just that, Rozzi. It’s like we can’t stay away from each other, but we also can’t figure out how to make it work. It’s frustrating. We’ve been there before, and it went to shit. It feels like we’re just trying to patch it up with sex, you know? And honestly, I don’t know if that’s enough this time.—

Rozzi exhaled the smoke, watching Amelie closely. —Girl, you know I love you, but I’ve gotta say it... sounds like you two are, like, seriously addicted to each other. Maybe not the healthiest thing, but hell, it’s definitely some next-level chemistry. But... don’t you think you’re setting yourself up for heartbreak again?—

Amelie chuckled dryly, tipping her head back against the cushions. —Yeah, I keep thinking that too. Like, part of me wants to give in and just let it happen because it’s so easy with him. It’s like nothing’s changed, except that, uh... we’re both better in bed now.—

Rozzi let out a laugh, her voice mocking but affectionate. —Oh my god, better in bed? Babe, you’re gonna make me choke on this shit. Are you telling me this boy actually learned some new tricks? I thought you two were just fumbling around the first time, like, did he go to, like, fuckboy training camp or something?—

Amelie rolled her eyes dramatically. —No, seriously, though, he’s gotten better. Like, way better. I can’t even believe how much he’s improved. The boy’s definitely been practicing. I mean... that wasn't the case back in the day, but he's definitely learned a thing or two about hitting all the right spots.—

Rozzi laughed harder, slapping her knee. —Oh my god, Amelie, that’s wild. You two are fucking like you’re making up for lost time, huh?—

Amelie leaned forward, grabbing a cushion from the couch and chucking it at Rozzi, who was practically doubled over with laughter. —Shut up, Rozzi! It’s not like that... okay, maybe it is, but you don’t have to say it like that! And don’t you dare tell Alex any of this, I swear to god.—

Rozzi caught the cushion mid-air and tossed it back with ease. —Please, like Alex doesn’t already know. Babe, we heard everything. Like, everything. Walls aren’t that thick, Ames. You two sounded like you were auditioning for an R-rated nature documentary. Even Alex was like, ‘Are they okay?’—

Amelie groaned, burying her face in her hands, her cheeks burning despite the haze of the weed. —Oh my god, kill me now. I’m moving to another planet.— She peeked through her fingers, catching Rozzi’s gleeful expression. —You’re such a bitch, you know that?—

—And you love me for it,— Rozzi said with a wink, taking another hit and passing the joint back to Amelie. —But seriously, what’s the deal now? Like, are you two just... hooking up? Or is there some actual feelings shit happening here? Because, girl, from the way you’re talking, it sounds like you’re in deep again.—

Amelie took a long drag from the joint, exhaling slowly as she tried to put her thoughts into words. —I don’t know, Rozz. I mean, yeah, there are feelings. There’s always been feelings. But it’s so fucking complicated. Like, I’m terrified of letting him in again, you know? Last time, it all fell apart, and I was the one picking up the pieces while he was off living his life like nothing happened.—

Rozzi frowned, her teasing demeanor softening. —That’s valid, Ames. I get it. But... it kinda sounds like you’re still holding onto that hurt. And maybe you have every right to, but if you’re gonna let him back in, you need to figure out if you can actually forgive him. Otherwise, you’re just setting yourself up for more pain.—

Amelie nodded slowly, her gaze distant. —Yeah, I know. That’s why I told him straight up... I’m not playing games this time. He knows I’m capable of loving him, like really loving him, but I won’t tolerate any disrespect. If he screws up, it’s over. No second chances. I’ve been through too much to put up with bullshit.—

Rozzi raised her joint in a mock toast. —Amen, sister. Teach that boy some respect. But... I gotta ask, does he even realize how much of a chance he’s getting right now? Because it sounds like you’re bending over backwards to make this work.—

Amelie shrugged, a small, bittersweet smile playing on her lips. —I don’t know if he fully gets it yet, but I think he’s trying. Like, really trying. He’s different now, or at least he’s trying to be. But it’s still scary, you know? Like, what if we’re just doomed to repeat the same mistakes?—

Rozzi leaned back, puffing out a cloud of smoke. —Then write about it. You’re always better at sorting through your shit when you put it into music. Come on, let’s write a song about this mess.—

Amelie laughed, her mood lightening. —Oh my god, that’s actually perfect. Alright, Rozzi, grab your guitar. Let’s do this.—

Rozzi jumped up, grabbing Alex’s acoustic guitar from the corner of the room. She handed it to Amelie, who strummed a few chords absentmindedly, her mind already buzzing with ideas. They started tossing lyrics back and forth, giggling and brainstorming as the song began to take shape.

—Okay, okay, how about this,— Amelie said, her voice slurring slightly from the weed as she sang: —"When I love you, I’m sweet like an angel, drawin’ hearts ‘round our names and dreamin’ of... writing vows, rockin’ cradles."—

Rozzi gasped dramatically, clapping her hands. —Yes! That’s it. And then hit him with some real talk, like... "Don’t mistake my nice for naive." Oh, that’s fire.—

Amelie grinned, nodding enthusiastically as she scribbled the lyrics down in her notebook. —Yes! And then something about how if he fucks up, he’s out. "Like, You do something suspect, as cute as ‘bye-bye.’"—

Rozzi cackled, slapping her thigh. —Oh my god, savage. I love it. You’re basically warning him in the cutest way possible. And then throw in a little ‘boy, it’s not that complicated.’ You know, keep it real.—

They kept going, bouncing ideas off each other and laughing hysterically whenever one of them came up with a particularly brutal line. By the time they had most of the song written, they were both red-faced and crying from laughter.

Suddenly, the door to the suite swung open, and Alex walked in, holding a bag of food. He froze in the doorway, taking in the sight of Amelie and Rozzi sprawled out on the couch, giggling uncontrollably and surrounded by a cloud of smoke.

—What the hell is going on in here?— he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Amelie and Rozzi both turned to him, their eyes wide and glassy. —Alex! You’re back!— Amelie said, jumping up and running toward him. —Did you bring food? Oh my god, you’re the best.—

Alex held the bag out of reach, smirking. —You two are high as hell, aren’t you? Jesus, Rozzi, you’re supposed to be the responsible one.—

Rozzi shrugged, grinning unapologetically. —What can I say? It was a creative session. And don’t act like you’re not used to this by now.—

Alex sighed, shaking his head as he handed over the bag. —You’re lucky I love you both. But next time, try not to write an entire album while you’re stoned, okay?—

Amelie laughed, grabbing the bag and pulling out a sandwich. —No promises. Now shut up and let us eat. We’re starving.—

As they all sat down to eat, the notebook with the half-finished lyrics sat on the coffee table, a testament to the chaotic, hilarious, and unexpectedly productive day they’d had.

[blacksurvivalnostalgichanges]

bored. thoughts on literally all the dna stuff

jackie- "i can fix her"

hyunwoo-i kinda get weirded out by the power dynamic in the sheer idea but tbh. it's nice i think. i just want this boy to be a little happier, man

jenny-i am DYINGGG SHE BOUGHT A BAIENGIACA

xiukai:i cant believe that, to sissela, hed be the grandma who makes you feel like you need a second stomach once you visit. funny. he's 34 with the vibe of a 70 year old

aya-what are her thoughts on fentanyl. i wonder. btw it's always funny when someone goes "NO drugs. but alcohol is great". like mate thats just drug lite

alex-now i'm curious what his disease is even supposed to be, i don't recall anything about that. if it's just some sort of chronic fatigue thing then i'd easily say fuck it and headcanon POTS just because but. i'd like to know

leon: "don't bring gifts for me >:( i'm not a kid >:(" the repression is strong on this man

chiara:i think itd be funny to have an alliance where it's zahir, chiara and aya. impossible to understand a damn word. also "i can fix her" part 2

shoichi:you know how it's canon that chidi anagonye is buff because whenever he felt stressed he just did pushups

sissela:she likes strawberry. noted. also ngl i do find the thomas sissela dynamic sick now that i think about it. for a solid second i felt so mentally ill remembering that he brought her to the experiment because he wanted her to get actually cured and not be in pain

rio-i feel VINDICATED. every time. i want to put that "rio to yuki" voiceline on my forehead. they don't get along on such a fundamental level. they have not had a single good interaction. that's why i feel feral when i see anyone ship them, she hates himmmm. also the delivery is bad but in a way that's good because it fits her, she sounds robotic but it feels like it's just how she be OHSFKSDF SHE DOESNT EVEN LIKE DOGS!!! SHE ACTUALLY FUCKING HATES HIM IM LAUGHING

echion-"i see the hesitation in your fists" about hyunwoo is making me mentally ill. also "don't be pretentious" to magnus IS SO FUNNY. he really went "stfu i'm gonna hit you". the things i dislike is also extremely funny. this sign can't stop him because he can't read, guys. though, he sounds like hunter toh to me in a way that makes me like him by association now. past me is crying but current me thinks this mans is funny as hell

tia-im crying. "what's wrong with my hair (┬┬﹏┬┬)". danny boy roasted her so hard. that "can i draw you ◕_◕ " to jenny though. i see you

daniel-even daniel cant believe it when she says she's a doctor. the doubt in this man's voice. also it's so funny how he reads people for their appearance (like "your hair is a mess) and then with yuki he just roasts him for his personality. does he think that bowl cut ass hairstyle is okay enough to focus on something else

eva-"nah i don't feel like getting a haircut quite yet" as he definitely fucking SEETHES

bianca-"oh my god a fellow weirdo!!!". four person alliance between aya chiara zahir and bianca actually. impossible to parse a single word. and it's funny that she goes gentle on sissela (i assume she's too skinny, so) and with echion she plain goes "you have literally no body fat"

johann-YO????? i am mentally ill about that one for sure. johann is so about trying to be the sort of christian who doesn't suck absolute ass and the interaction that has with the extremely complicated relationship isol and rozzi have with church and religion is so interesting to me rn

laura-how did they get away with this "things i dislike" line. also the bizarre thought process i had with aya and laura is so vindicated. police officers are her favorite

aiden-he did not just "we're not so different you and i" her. his luke is funny as hell though. "you get paid to clean? 🤨" do i need to explain society to you???? he sounds legit confused. hKFJNSDKFJ THEY JUST SHOVED ALL THE FUNNY MEME LINES ON HIM HUH. IT'S NOT LIKE I LIKE YOU OR ANYTHING BAKA

elena-she and rosalio allying would be nonstop complaining. they'd either hate each other or be like soulmates. "i hate the heat but i hate the cold" "me too" and then a look of understanding

felix-he did not hit elena with the "you'd be prettier if you smiled". i like him but. girl freeze him. also confirmation that magnus does not use steroids. weird-ass way to ask though. what if he met a trans person mid transition? would he hit them with that exact line as the poor fucker is like "yeah???"

[helladirections]

I’m sending this to you because you are one of my favorite people on this app. 🌼 What are a few of your all-time favorite songs so I can make a playlist with a little piece of all of my favorite people?

Aw this is so sweet! I haven't gotten a message in so long I had assumed this was spam lol

I'm assuming you want songs outside of 1D/Harry/Niall (/Lizzo), so I just went through my liked songs on Spotify: Friendly Fire - Holly Humberstone Werewolf - Peter Thomas In My Apartment - Philip Labes Orange Hoodie - Angus Maude Joshua Tree - Rozzi Pancakes for Dinner - Lizzy mcAlpine Pennsylvania Skies - LULLANAS Asking the Aspens - Kathleen Poison Oak - Bright Eyes (this one someone sent me in HS) All the Animals I Drew as a Kid - Valley t-shirt - Alec Benjamin (love everything of his) always, i'll care - Jeremy Zucker i think too much - Christian French smiling when i die - Sasha Alex Sloan Painkiller - Ruel all the kids are depressed - Jeremy Zucker 21 - Mitch James Anti-Everything - Lost Kings, Loren Gray

Honorable mentions: How Do You Spell Channukkahh? - The LeeVees A Little Bit Alexis (From Schitt's Creek) - Annie Murphy Coming Home (Oregon) - Mat Kearney Golden Boy - Nadav Guedj (yes, I used to know the Hebrew words) Riptide - Vance Joy (2012 summer camp classic) I'm Like A Bird - Alessia Cara What Do I Know? - Ed Sheeran (my activist anthem in HS)

Anyway... I'm clearly a sucker

[rozzi]

I’m ready to fflow...announcement tomorrow 💛

[wolffiebrenner]

[rachelannc]

Rozzi brings beautiful movement, sensuality and soul to "fflow" (Music Video Release)

Rozzi brings beautiful movement, sensuality and soul to “fflow” (Music Video Release)

One of my favorite vocalists of our time Rozzi is at it again with a beautiful new release of her song “fflow,” complete with a new music video starring herself and beau Alex Wolf The song, stripped to Rozzi’s soulful voice and simple guitar chords, provide a sweet reflection on the progression of a relationship. “These days, don’t follow worries in my headI just hang with you instead” The…

[heartbeetz]

I am in "thinking about rozzie and bill watching stuff together" mode again so here's my new favorite one... if lost boys exists in the bnt-verse.... rozzie calling dwayne "the hot one" while thinking marko being killed for manlet crimes is hilarious and bill's just like "bro what the fuck" akhrkehfkdhd

[pr0blemd0g]

That’s love right there

[nawolff]

🧡🧡🧡

[draumas]

[kathlare]

espresso

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie reunites with her childhood friends Alex and Nat for a few days of songwriting before her next big tour.

Wordcount: 1.0 k

Warnings: none

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July 12th, 2023 - Chinon, France

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ameliedayman: dtf (down to france)

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thisisrozzi: Paris is a vibe, but you are the vibe. Also, the new music is going to break everyone. 🔥💣 → ameliedayman: @thisisrozzi LET'S GO! I swear we’ve got something wild coming!

alexwolffofficial: back in the studio with my favorite partner in crime. → ameliedayman: @alexwolffofficial literally this is exactly what i needed

emmachamberlain: um, so when is the world gonna be blessed with this new music?? We’re all waiting 😭😭 → ameliedayman: @emmachamberlain soon, my friend, soon.

mayahawke: Amelie, you’re killing it. So proud of you always. 🖤 → ameliedayman: @mayahawke love you my girl.

musicfreak_97: WAIT. Lando still liking the posts?? Can we get a follow though?? 👀👀 → landoisback: @musicfreak_97 ummm, let’s not read into it too much, ok? 🙃

frenchvibesonly: She’s really out here making music in France while looking like that?? Queen behavior. 👑

victoriadayman: Watching you grow and do what you love makes me so proud. Keep shining, kiddo. 🌟 → ameliedayman: @victoriadayman you’re the reason I keep going. Love you, mom.

elysiadayman: MY. TALENTED. SISTER. Always making magic, and always so gorgeous while doing it. 😍 → ameliedayman: @elysiadayman I’m just doing my thing, love. Thanks for always supporting me!

alexwolffsupporter: i’m just so glad they are back in the studio together. iconic duo coming soon! → onlyalexwolff: @alexwolffsupporter they are literally the definition of “it” couple when it comes to music. Periodt.

rosie_rocks: THE NEW MUSIC IS GOING TO BE INSANE I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES 😩

moodmusic_89: Alex and Amelie back together in the studio?? Can’t wait for the magic they make together again! 🎶💫 → alexandamelieforever: @moodmusic_89 yasss, we all know these two are a hit-making combo!

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Chinon, a sleepy place in France, had all the charm you could imagine—a quaint old town, cobbled streets, and views of the Loire River. Amelie had picked it specifically for the solitude, the space to breathe before Asia, before the crazy tour schedule started again. And who better to spend a few days with than Alex, Nat, and Rozzi? Alex and Nat had been her closest friends since childhood, long before her career took off, long before they became too busy for lazy days like this.

They were scattered around the tiny music studio they’d rented for a few days to write. The coffee machine hummed in the corner, and the faint buzz of summer insects outside mingled with the soft rustling of papers and guitar strings.

Alex was leaning back in his chair, his feet up on the desk, strumming his guitar absentmindedly while Nat sat on the edge of a couch, scribbling something in a notebook. Amelie was pacing the room, her mind racing but her body trying to stay still. The air was thick with the easy comfort of old friends, the type of silence that was filled with a thousand unspoken words.

—You’re overthinking it again, Am,— Nat said, not looking up from his notebook. He knew her too well.

—I’m not overthinking,— Amelie muttered, glancing at him. —I’m just... what do we want this song to feel like? Like, is it a love song or... is it something else?—

—Both,— Alex chimed in without hesitation, strumming a chord. —It’s gotta be both. You know, the kind of love that makes you wanna stay up all night thinking about someone, even when you don’t want to.—

—Yeah,— Amelie said, pulling out a chair and sitting down. She stared at the blank page in front of her. —But, like, how do we say that without sounding cheesy? I don’t want it to feel like one of those songs that’s trying too hard.—

—I think the key is in the details,— Nat said, finally looking up. —It’s about the little things, the way someone makes you feel, the stuff they do that drives you crazy. That’s what makes it real.—

Alex nodded. —Exactly. Like, how do you make something as simple as coffee feel important? How does the way someone drinks their espresso tell a story?—

Amelie chuckled softly. —Okay, I get it. I’ll try. Let’s see what we come up with.—

She tapped the pen against the table, her mind pulling in memories of late-night conversations, of moments when everything felt alive and real and a little bit reckless. Her mind wandered to the past—back to the late-night gaming sessions with Lando and the way he used to flirt with her in that teasing way, always keeping her on her toes. Her heart twisted for a moment, but she pushed the thought away. She wasn’t in that place anymore.

—Alright, let’s start with the hook,— she said, trying to focus. —We need something that sticks. Something you can’t get out of your head.—

—Espresso,— Alex suggested, taking another swig of his coffee. —Like, you drink it and it’s like: bam. Instant energy. But there’s a whole other thing going on with it. You know, the buzz, the obsession.—

—Yeah,— Nat agreed. —Espresso, like the way someone gets stuck in your head, the way they keep you up at night even when you don’t want them to.—

—That’s it,— Amelie said, the words clicking into place. —It’s not just about the drink. It’s about the way they make you feel. It’s like... they’re your fix, even when you don’t need one. But you can’t stop thinking about them.—

The mood shifted in the room, like something had finally clicked. The words started coming fast now. Nat scribbled something in his notebook, and Alex leaned forward, tossing out ideas as Amelie joined in, all of them feeding off the energy of the others. It was pure magic, that moment when the song started taking shape, as natural as breathing.

Amelie started humming a melody, the rhythm of the words matching the pulse of her heart. The flicker of excitement that spread across the room was palpable, as if they were all discovering something new together.

—Okay, let’s go for it,— Amelie said, her voice now filled with purpose. —Something like... "Now he’s thinkin' ‘bout me every night, oh... Is it that sweet? I guess so."—

They worked quickly, feeding off the momentum as they pieced the song together. The lines came one after the other, easy and fast, like they were meant to fall into place. Alex played with the chords, Nat hummed along, and Amelie found herself lost in the flow of it all. For a brief moment, it was as if time didn’t exist—just three friends, creating something bigger than themselves.

Later that night, after hours of recording and laughing and reworking lines, they finally had something they were all happy with. They sat together in the small, cozy studio, the air thick with exhaustion and the quiet hum of the air conditioner. Alex hit play, and the first notes of Espresso filled the room.

Amelie’s heart raced. She wasn’t used to hearing herself like this—raw, unpolished, but somehow real.

As the song progressed, they couldn’t help it. They jumped up, clapping and singing along to the words, completely off-key but too happy to care. Alex and Nat were spinning each other around in a ridiculous dance, and Amelie, despite the nerves that gnawed at her stomach, found herself laughing harder than she had in a long time.

Amelie looked at her two childhood friends—her constants, her partners in crime—and felt a wave of gratitude. Maybe things had been tough lately. Maybe the relationships in her life had become complicated, stretched thin across time zones and missed moments. But here, in this tiny studio, surrounded by the people who had known her before all the fame, before all the chaos, everything felt right. For once, nothing was rushing her forward. It was just her, Alex, Nat, and a song they had created together.

She couldn’t help but smile, even as she felt the weight of her recent breakups. It all seemed so distant now. The song played on, louder, and they kept dancing and laughing, completely unaware of how much Espresso was going to shape her future.

[blacksurvivalnostalgichanges]

JP:What the heckity heck? Five abs and one pec?

Alex: What a visual.

Rozzi: What was that?

JP: Just something I like to say when I'm confused so that I'm not alone in my confusion. See? It works.

[democracyunderground]

Here's how atheist candidates fared in the 2022 elections

There are at least 15 nonreligious state senators.

This is a jump from 10 just two years ago. While they use different labels to describe themselves, these legislators show that you can represent people of faith even when you don’t believe in a Higher Power yourself.

Sen. Stanley Chang (HI)

Geoff Schroeder (ID)

Pinny Beebe-Center (NH)

Sen. William Brownsberger (MA)

Sen. Jeff Irwin (MI)

Sen. Jen McEwen (MN)

Sen. Megan Hunt (NE)

Sen. Andrew Zwicker (NJ) (wasn’t on the ballot)

Sen. William Peter Soules (NM) (wasn’t on the ballot)

Sen. Julie Mayfield (NC)

Nate Blouin (UT)

Rep. Rebecca White (VT)

Sen. Dick McCormack (VT)

Sen. Melissa Agard (WI) (wasn’t on the ballot)

Sen. Kelda Roys (WI) (wasn’t on the ballot)

Those whose races have not been called yet:

Jeanne Casteen (AZ)

Sen. Juan Mendez (AZ)

Brian Nash (CA)

Maria Peterson (IL)

You can see from the list that the senators include challengers, former state representatives, and incumbents whose open nonreligiosity wasn’t a dealbreaker for voters.

There are at least 44 nonreligious state representatives

With several races yet to be called, this is heading toward a record number of nonreligious State House members.

Jennifer Longdon (AZ)

Rep. Melody Hernandez (AZ)

Rep. Athena Salman (AZ)

Rep. Karen McCormick (CO)

Rep. Brianna Titone (CO)

Rep. Chris Kennedy (CO)

Rep. Judy Amabile (CO)

Rep. Cathy Kipp (CO)

Rep. Joshua Elliott (CT)

Rep. Roland J. Lemar (CT)

Rep. Paul Baumbach (DE)

Rep. Eric Morrison (DE)

Rep. Anna Eskamani (FL)

Elinor Levin (IA)

Rep. Lynne Williams (ME)

Rep. Lois Reckitt (ME)

Rep. Julie Palakovich Carr (MD)

Rep. David Moon (MD)

Rep. Jim Hawkins (MA)

Rep. Tram Nguyen (MA)

Rep. Mike Freiberg (MI)

Bob Carter (MT)

Rep. Rochelle Nguyen (NV)

Rep. Howard Watts III (NV)

Carry Spier (NH)

Rep. Sherry Dutzy (NH)

Rep. Amanda Bouldin (NH)

Rep. Kat McGhee (NH)

Rep. Jacqueline Chretien (NH)

Rep. Ellen Read (NH)

Rep. Harvey Epstein (NY)

Rep. Pam Marsh (OR)

Rep. Julie Fahey (OR)

Emily Kinkead (PA)

Mark Rozzi (PA)

Robert Ziegler (PA)

Rep. Chris Rabb (PA)

Rep. Jon Rosenthal (TX)

Rep. Robin Scheu (VT)

Rep. Kathleen James (VT)

Rep. Barbara Rachelson (VT)

Monique Priestley (VT)

Rep. Strom Peterson (WA)

Rep. Francesca Hong (WI)

Those whose races have not been called yet:

Sara Aminzadeh (CA)

Alex Lee (CA)

Stephanie Vigil (CO)

Jennifer Parenti (CO)

Brooke Grossman (MD)

Joey Andrews (MI)

Carolyn Fluehr-Lobban (NH)

Wendy Thomas (NH)

Holly Hillhouse (NH)

Melanie Renfrew-Hebert (NH)

Courtney Neron (OR)

Zach Hudson (OR)

Rep. Ashlee Matthews (UT)

Mike Rice (VT)

Jessica Wadhams (WA)

As you can see, there’s a mix of incumbents and challengers, including in several red states.