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threeacttragedy · 2 months ago

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Entry 7: The One Where the Queen Asked, “Did That Go the Way You Thought It Was Gonna Go?”

I’m probably one of the few people in this fandom who find Antonia entertaining.

Goddammit – put down your fucking pitchforks!

I didn’t say I liked her – I simply said I found her entertaining.

If Antonia’s existence bothers the fuck out of you, you’ll likely enjoy my commentary here.

*And, right about here is when I’ll slip in my disclaimer: this is my opinion only; merely speculation based on information that is out there in the public realm.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yes, Antonia. I don’t find her entertaining because I think she’s a great dancer. Is she? You tell me. I mean, I have two left feet so just about anyone is better than me.

And, I have never seen a picture or video where she’s made me “like” her as a person. In fact, she comes off more like a villain, but not a brilliant villain (I might like her, then). She’s more like an Iago to, say, Deux Mois’ Jafar.

I just find her so fucking reckless, but in the most amusing way possible. If she were a movie, I’d give her 4/5 stars. The movie would be a low-budget comedy, of course.

In my opinion, she loves to troll the fandom and I’m convinced she must have notifications turned on for Nicola. The patterns started patterning early on during the World Tour (and probably before). The problem is, she’s just not great at trolling. Her attempts always fall flat, and she ends up making herself look like, well, a tryhard (hence why her movie only gets 4/5 stars).

I’m not sure what Antonia ever was to Luke but, at a minimum, I will (begrudgingly) say they dated. I know some people don’t want to hear that, but she was a player in this game for a reason. Rumor also suggests she, at the very least, squatted in Luke’s flat (and I don’t mean in THAT way).

That said, I believe she was officially taken out of the game at the end of July. However, that doesn’t mean she wasn’t still making noise from the sidelines.

One of the most humorous (in my opinion) “rah rahs” Antonia pulled was on September 28 when she posted some stories of herself at a theatre. I’m not sure if she could have been any more obvious when trying to show us her phone screen. The screen was lit up, her thumb pressed against it, and angled almost directly at the person taking the picture. We get it, honey. You want us to see what’s on your screen. Not surprisingly, it appeared to be a blurry ass picture of Luke.

Big whoop, right? Well, actually it was because the Conscientiously Stupid took this as confirmation Luke and Antonia were together (again) and the Sincerely Ignorant swallowed their cyanide pills without water (again). And, the Fact Finders, while trying to resuscitate their dearly beloved Sincerely Ignorant friends foaming at their mouths, immediately called “bullshit” (again). The picture appeared to be old and, to be honest, it was too blurry to tell who was on the screen – although I will concede it could have been Luke. In fact, I tend to believe it was an old picture of Luke based on what happened next.

The problem with Antonia’s play style is that she doesn’t seem to catch on to the rules. She moves her pawn two spaces because she can, not because it advances her game. She has this nasty habit of ignoring, say, the opposing party’s pawn, which is in position to en passant her overly confident pawn.

Nicola had been living high on life throughout the month of September, which, in my opinion, is quite possibly the reason why Antonia seemed a bit unhinged by the end of the month (jealousy can make us do crazy shit). Among other things, Nicola had the Emmy’s (and the Wordle), the Gucci show, and, on October 1, she was presenting Simone with a Glamour Award. By this point, I believe Nicola had had enough of Antonia’s gameplay. The phone screen had struck a chord.

So, what does Nicola do?

She plays the game right back but not like she normally does with Scrabble boards, Dewy Skin Creams, and BTS wedding footage dropped at the perfect moment. This time, she does it with a power move that left her hands virtually spotless.

On October 3, Halley Brisker, Nicola’s frequent hairstylist, posted a set of four pictures to his Instagram grid, three of which showed Nicola casually posing for the camera and one showing Nicola in the process of having her hair done. It was the latter picture (#3/4 in the slide deck) that perked every Lukolas’ ears.

Low and behold sat a man, his face conveniently covered by a hairdresser’s arm, but his hands in full view. Hands that, at this point, we (embarrassingly) know too well. To date, no one has debunked the theory – more like, assertion – that the man in the picture is Luke.

Nicola liked this post by Halley, and even commented, “You legend [red heart emoji].” You’re welcome to read between the lines on that one.

I’ve always believed this Halley Brisker photo dump was Nicola’s very clever, albeit indirect, way of telling Antonia, “Checkmate, bitch.”

The point of this entry is not to convince you that Antonia is a red herring (she is), or that Luke is in the Halley Brisker photo dump (he is), or that Nicola plays the game better than most (she does). No, the point of this entry is to tell you Antonia’s game is over (because it is). Antonia lost.

So why does she remain on the roster?

Because, collectively, we as fans keep her there, sitting along the sidelines in her collapsable camp chair making noise with her cowbell. We pay attention to what she posts. We talk about what she posts. We argue over what she posts. We panic about what she posts. WE keep her in the game.

How about we don’t?

Why not start off this week with a positive change? And, not just for the USS Lukola, but for yourself as well.

If you’re following Antonia on social media (for sinister reasons) – stop. Meander over to Instagram, X, Tiktok, whatever, and unfollow her. Don’t look back. Stop checking her page. If you see or hear she has a new post, ignore it. Move on. The first day will be hard. But, the second day will be easier. You know where I’m going with this…

I mean, Luke can’t quietly unfollow her if we’re constantly looking in that direction, right?

P.S. If you need more convincing that Antonia’s shelf life has expired, I have a CliffsNotes response for that: https://www.tumblr.com/threeacttragedy/767137910999957504/great-blog-but-if-all-was-not-good-with-l-and-a?source=share.

P.P.S. Moving forward, I don’t give two boiled rabbits about what Antonia does. I will most certainly refer back to her in a historical sense (she does fill in bits and pieces of the Lukola timeline), but if she posts a crockpot tomorrow, don’t expect me to comment on what could be in it.

P.P.P.S. If you have any understanding of what the little chessboard I’ve dropped in to my picture means, I salute you.

#lukola #luke newton #nicola coughlan #my thoughts #speculation only #my opinion

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pinkie-quinns · 3 months ago

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rocker eddie/actor steve | exes to ?? | fame au p2 | p1 p3 p4 p5 interlude p6

The picture itself is not incriminating.

In the five years since Eddie’s wet dog apology they have been cordial to each other. Eddie seemed to have finally grown up. Finally got the hint. He doesn’t bug Steve after that night. He stays in his lane.

After a few years it’s a nod at a charity event. A half-smile at the town’s trendy new restaurant. A card when Steve gets an Emmy nod for his HBO series. Steve tries to not mind it. Tries to not let it get under his skin. He doesn’t send Eddie anything when he gets his Grammy.

LA is a small town. Eddie moved back once he finished his first tour. Steve does his best to keep his circle separate but LA is a small town. He nearly ends up at Eddie’s 30th after his coworker tries to drag him to some “rager in Loz Feliz.”

Sometimes, after another break up leaves him feeling shit-all, Steve drives past their dingy old place in West Hollywood. Tries to picture the version of the story where Eddie wasn’t eaten by his monster ego. Lets himself imagine them happy. Lets himself cry over it again. Like it happened yesterday instead of a decade ago.

But then he blinks and it’s been twelve years and yeah, maybe he hasn’t felt home like he did with Eddie, maybe no one else has fit him quite so right. But maybe he was just young and everything felt bigger then.

He feels weirdly at peace about it all. It’s not forgiveness, he doesn’t know if he’ll ever be able to stomach that, but it is acceptance. It took a long time to scar but it's finally just a faded pink line. He’s happy.

And then the photo starts to circulate.

The picture itself is not incriminating.

It’s their old WeHo apartment. Eddie’s hopped on the grimy kitchen counter, acoustic guitar in hand. He’s smiling at Steve and Steve is leaned against the wall and he’s smiling back. And it’s Them. And Steve thinks they’ve never looked so young.

He doesn’t know who took the photo. Maybe Robin or Nancy or Jon. They visited a lot in that first year.

He doesn’t know how it ended up digitized, posted to a random pop culture subreddit.

What he does know is that he and Eddie have never publicly acknowledged each other.

The internet treats the picture like a cute little chachki in the first few days. A buzzpop factoid #67. It’s “Did you know Tommy Lee Jones and Al Gore were college roommates?”

But then news outlets were picking it up. And Eddie was halfway through promoting his third album.

They’re dead lucky the picture is not incriminating.

Steve’s still not technically out– he’s had quiet relationships with men but his team preferred a starlet on his arm at the carpets.

Eddie’s out the way a rockstar is. He’d fuck anything as long as it made him a pervert.

Their teams move fast.

The official story is that they’d both moved to LA to pursue their careers. They roomed together because they knew each other from their small town. Then Steve booked his show and Eddie moved to London and they lost touch.

Eddie repeats it on talk show after talk show. He lies and says they’re still friendly now, but their schedules keep them both so busy. They haven’t caught up in a while. He goes wistful when he says it. Steve tries not to feel downright bitter. It does quiet the chatter down.

In November, his manager tells him he’s presenting at the Golden Globes. The studio had asked him specifically, still under contract to promote their animated movie. He agrees cause he needs eyes on the tiny indie he'd finally gotten made.

In December, he finds out who he’s presenting with.

Steve throws a fit. It’s uncharacteristic. It’s not at all in line with the nice-guy persona he’s spent years cultivating. But they’ve managed to get this far without him actually having to talk to the guy. He doesn’t ever want to have to talk to Eddie Munson again.

His manager lures him off the ledge. It’s too late to change the line-up. He's put in years of work to get his movie made. She reminds him that it’s Hollywood. Everyone has to deal with this shit. Not worth blowing it all up because he can’t handle 30 minutes with his ex.

So Steve plays nice but Eddie skips out on rehearsal. Of fucking course. Twelve years and he’s still so predictable.

Steve reads the teleprompter next to a random PA and decides then and there to say Fuck Healing. He did that. And now he’s being punished. Again. He’s fucking pissed.

He’s pissed that the photo got out. He’s pissed at whoever leaked it. He’s pissed enough to convince himself it was Eddie. He’s pissed Eddie’s shouldering his way back into his life even if it wasn’t him.

And yeah, he’s still fucking pissed that Eddie left in the first place.

Steve first sees him on the carpet. It’s from a distance, and he’s determined to keep it that way for as long as possible. He wishes Eddie dashed for the real thing too, but he knows his ego couldn’t take the blow. Eddie Munson loves attention too much.

Eddie looks great, cause he’s a celebrity & it’s a 10-person job to make him look great.

Eddie looks great cause he’s always looked great. Even when his hair was all frizz and his hygiene habits were questionable at best. And Steve hates him but his dick has never gotten the memo.

Steve deals with it by drinking a lot. It’s the Globes! He sits at his table and smiles and they give him alcohol and he drinks it. It’s stupid and it’s reckless and it’s the only thing that’s gonna get him through this torture. So he picks at his ugly velvet suit and he drinks.

The wranglers grab them 20 minutes before they’re set to present. It’s earlier than usual but Munson’s been known to dash.

They’re sitting on opposite couches in the green room. Eddie’s vibrating. Leg jittering nonstop. Steve’s starting to feel woozy. They’re not talking.

After five minutes, Eddie clicks his tongue and gets up. “Gonna take a leak.” His wrangler starts after him. “Follow me and I cut off your dick.”

Steve looks at the kid, weighing tearily whether his job was more important than his penis, “I’ll- I'll make sure he’s back on time.”

Steve stumbles riled down the hall, opens the door with a slam, “You leak the photo, Munson?”

Eddie’s already washing his hands. Steve catches his reflection in the mirror. He looks weirdly hurt.

“Steve,” Eddie says his name so... sad, “C’mon, man. I- I wouldn’t do that.”

Steve laughs cold, puts his hands in his suit pockets. “Sure, yeah, man. You’d just disappear for seven years. Come back with some horseshit apology because you finally got what you wanted. Cause your ego could finally handle being around me. But sure. You wouldn’t do that.”

Eddie steps back into the wall, looks at Steve with those watery brown eyes. They’re framed by crows feet now. “Steve, I–”

Steve boxes him in, makes it so he can’t slip away this time, “You know there was a week there where I thought you'd fucking died.”

He feels like a live wire. He feels every awful thing he’s felt for a dozen years bubble to the surface.

“Mike Wheeler told me where you went. Mike. Wheeler. I thought you were dead in a ditch, you asshole. Thought I’d lost you forever. But no. You just skipped town– Skipped town because I loved you and you fucking hated me.”

He doesn’t know when grabbed a fist into Eddie’s shirt. He wants to tear it. It’s probably insured.

“Stevie,” Eddie’s blubbering. Their faces are close enough that Steve can see his lip quivering. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, baby.”

Now Steve really wants to laugh. Baby. It’s such garbage. Total bullshit.

“I wish you’d died. It would’ve hurt less.” He says it dry, with his big wide movie-star smile. Then he spits, bullseye on Eddie’s cheek, “I fucking hate you.”

It’s so strange to see Eddie up close after all this time. He’s blurry in the memories but so vivid here, so harsh. Makeup cracking into nicotine wrinkles. Different. A mask of the person Steve knew.

He breathes, “I know.”

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Eddie's tongue still tastes the same.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #twitter threads #fanfic #angst #fame au

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dumbseee · 2 years ago

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starstruck.

F1 au/fic: in which, daniel attends the met gala and meet his ultimate crush, y/n l/n.

daniel ricciardo x actress!reader.

fc: jasmine tookes.

note: the timing is terrible

when you finally finished your interview with emma chamberlin, you saw in the corner of your eye a man looking at you, smiling from ear to ear. you didn’t recognise him but by his looks you knew he was someone important. you walked up to him and smiled back, his cheeks were red and he struggled to hold your gaze now that you were in front of him.

"hi! first time here?" you asked, waving at him, "i’m y/n l/n." he smiled again and scratched his neck. "is it that obvious? and i know, i’m kinda your biggest fan, daniel ricciardo it’s nice meeting you." he shook the hand you were giving him and gave it a gentle squeeze, you didn’t fail to notice how big his hand was and how it engulfed yours. you laughed and put your hand against your heart. "oh really? what is your favorite work of mine?" you asked him, genuinely curious. you didn’t know why but you were drawn to his energy. he looked up and thought for a second before answering. "there is too many, but i really liked you in the marauders, couldn’t think of a better actress to play dorcas." you laughed and thanked him. "to be honest, it’s not my best work." he looked at you like you just said the most out of pocket thing in the world. "excuse you? you were amazing! you perfectly portrayed dorcas and the way you showcase emotions just with your eyes is just incredible! seriously you’re one of the best actresses out there and i-…" his eyes were full of sparkles, like a kid talking about his favorite football team, he stopped himself when he saw you look at him with a huge smile. his cheeks were even redder and he couldn’t look at you anymore. "i talk to much, right? i’m so sorry, i do that a lot." you brushed him off and patted his shoulder. "daniel, you’re adorable." he smiled fondly but before he could speak again, your agent came to you. "we have to go y/n, donatella is waiting for you." you nodded and waved at daniel. "it was great meeting you daniel, i hope to see you again soon!" he watched you leave and couldn’t wipe off the smile on his face, he knew how good looking you were but seeing you and talking to you in real life was different. from that small interaction only, daniel knew how much he was infatuated with you.

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y/n: you guys know how much i love going to the met gala, but this year was even better. thank to anna for inviting me again this year, and i hope to see you again next year! huge thanks to donatella for customising this dress for me, you’re a legend.

donatella_versace: donatella VERSACE 💜

zendaya: i’m on the floooor girl

fan1: not daniel liking with all his accounts

fan2: the queen of the met

fan3: the dress looked so good!

fan4: y/n never misses

fan5: who’s daniel?

fan6: @.fan5 y/n’s future husband

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fan7: WTF DID DANIEL JUST LIKED THIS COMMZNT???2€:8:9

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y/n: we worked so hard on this one so i’m glad it’s finally out! the batman is out in all theatres so grab your pop corn and go watch it!

selenagomez: such an icon

fan1: y/n as catwoman is something i HAVE to witness with my own two eyes

fan2: y/n and robert pattinson flirting in imax is going to be the death of me

fan3: i hope daniel can fight because y/n and robert’s chemistry is insane

fan4: @.fan3 leave daniel out of this they’re not even friends

fan5: @.fan4 yes they’re not friends, they’re soulmates.

fan6: i understand daniel’s obsession tbh look at HER

fan7: y/n better get her emmy after that movie

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y/n: appreciation post for my number one fan, danny ric. i suck at love confessions so just listen to daylight by my good sis taylor swift <3 (idk why he loves taking pictures of me but he’s ALWAYS pointing that camera at my face)

danielricciardo: that’s because you’re my favorite view, my love.

liked by y/n.

fan1: AWWWWWWW

fan2: daniel really went from watching her from afar bc he was too shy to talk to her to him being her bf

fan3: my favorite couple

fan4: don’t EVER breakup

taylorswift: you guys are so cute 💜

fan5: daniel is the perfect man for y/n tbh

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egcdeath · 7 months ago

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making a racket

pairing: patrick zweig x reader

warnings: social media au, dates aren’t really relevant but are there for formatting purposes, mentions of a sex tape but nothing explicit, drama, no use of y/n, usernames are random, grammar isn’t the best because it’s social media, angst, fluff, more drama, twitter, gossip websites, reddit, text messages, emails, deuxmoi, so many headlines.

summary: as a celebrity, you often can’t control the narrative. you find that out the hard way when you enter a relationship with an infamous retired tennis player.

word count: 5k

author’s note: this fic was inspired by this request and was so fun to write! also, i apologize in advance if i somehow tagged you because of your username!!!

key: DM = deuxmoi (a celebrity gossip account on instagram)

CDAN = crazy days and nights (a website with blind items)

blind items = basically a riddle for celebrity gossip

EGOT = Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, Tony Awards

🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

UPDATE: today thee tennis princess herself followed retired tennis player patrick zweig. he has not yet followed her back.

[alt text: screenshot of mother following patrick zweig on instagram]

6:07 PM 8/12/22 From Earth

cleo - @filmsn0b

@popculturelvr9 could it be for that new biopic abt the tennis player?

6:08 PM 8/12/22 From Earth

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@filmsn0b god i hope so. it’s about time she brought home an oscar.

6:08 PM 8/12/22 From Earth

🎬🎾 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 @filmsn0b it’s not a biopic fyi but that makes sense. they just started production a few days ago so he’s prob helping her learn how to play

6:10 PM 8/12/22 From Earth

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@lalalanding @filmsn0b like i said….. the Oscars are not ready for her.

6:10 PM 8/12/22 From Earth

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tara 🦋🐬 - @profhater

GUYS you will never guess who i just met

10:30 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

🎬🎾 - @lalalanding

@profhater who?

10:32 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

tara 🦋🐬 - @profhater

see for yourself

[alt text: me with the queen herself AHHHH]

10:32 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

🎬🎾 - @lalalanding

@profhater @popculturelvr9 LOOK

10:34 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

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@lalalanding @profhater OMG

10:42 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

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@lalalanding @profhater what did she say to you?

10:42 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

tara 🦋🐬 - @profhater

@popculturelvr9 @lalalanding i told her i loved her work then made some random guy she was with take the picture lol

10:55 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

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@profhater @lalalanding ugh i wish i was you

10:42 PM 8/22/22 From Earth

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@deuxmoi - 9/13/22

SPOTTED

let’s see what your favorite celebs have been up to since last week

hi! i served (no pun intended) that former tennis player patrick zweig and that one actress from that one dramedy show that swept the award circuit last year at the country club i work at this weekend. they were super nice and tipped very generously! idk if they’re dating but they were definitely wearing matching outfits.

not the first time we’ve

heard she’s a good tipper

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@deuxmoi - 9/25/22

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: COURTING her

Email: [email protected]

Subject: award darling and no one’s darling

Message: i work on the set of the production for a very highly anticipated movie for next summer and a leading actress and her “personal trainer” have been getting awfully cozy. we’ve caught him leaving her trailer a number of times. he definitely doesn’t fit her sweet girl persona.

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Blind Item #13

This newly critically acclaimed TV actress has had her head in the clouds lately. After various reports of spotting her making quite a Racket with a consulting crew member, her publicist has been scrambling to put out fires and advising her to move on, but she insists on seeing him.

Someone call HR.

October 3, 2022

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r/Fauxmoi

u/aintnodiva

I know it’s not from DM but does anyone know who this might be?

[alt text: Screenshot of Oct. 3, 2022’s Blind Item #13 from CDAN]

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u/sinkingships212

Racket makes me think of tennis, tennis makes me think of that one upcoming movie, so I’m gonna guess Patrick Zweig is involved somehow.

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u/aintnodiva

No wayyy is he with the lead actress then?

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u/sinkingships212

I doubt it. Their vibes seem totally mismatched lmao. Besides, she’s in too good of a place in her career to be with a guy whose dick pics are one Google search away.

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u/teaspilllllt

did anyone else see that submission to DM a few weeks ago about the production for that movie? it basically said the same thing

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u/sinkingships212

I forgot about that. It’s probably just speculation then.

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🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

UPDATE: it looks like the tennis movie has wrapped! this is queen leaving the set today

[alt text: paparazzi picture of a beautiful gorgeous radiant woman getting into her ride tonight]

9:45 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

🌸💐🌺 - @floraflorals

@popculturelvr she looks so sad omg who hurt her 😭

9:46 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

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@floraflorals idk who did but i need to fight them

9:47 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 @floraflorals girl probably patrick zweig

9:47 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

🌸💐🌺 - @floraflorals

@lalalanding ew

9:51 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

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@floraflorals @lalalanding she’s probably just sad to be wrapping honestly

9:52 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 @floraflorals i still blame That Man

9:53 PM 10/15/22 From Earth

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Blind Item #7

This highly anticipated movie featuring a highly in-demand prestige actress had a particular crew consultant stay far longer than what was necessary. From consultant, to trainer, to fuckbuddy? With production wrapping, these coworkers are not so sure where they stand.

Someone should’ve intervened months ago.

November 16, 2022

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Blind Item #4

The holidays are coming around, and this couple who are more like a double still don’t know where they stand. Maybe asking someone allergic to commitment to come to Thanksgiving was a mistake.

November 24, 2022

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Instagram

@finstalice: holiday photodump!

1 hour ago

@spammmacy: i’m dead why was that tennis guy at your thanksgiving 💀

45 minutes ago

@finstalice: @spammmacy lololol a friend brought him over for friendsgiving

40 minutes ago

@spammmacy: did he do any tennis tricks for yall

37 minutes ago

@finstalice: @spammmacy ik ur joking but after a few drinks he literally did. u should’ve seen the girl who brought him 😭 she was so embarrassed but went right back to smooching him after

33 minutes ago

@spammmacy: how did she not get the ick

31 minutes ago

@finstalice: @spammmacy love is a mysterious thing

22 minutes ago

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The Independent

December 13, 2022

Former tennis star Patrick Zweig and up-and-coming actress cozy up at intimate dinner

On Friday, the pair grabbed Italian at a notoriously hard-to-get-into restaurant. The couple shared dishes and drinks and seemed to be enjoying each other’s company.

Zweig, 29, recently retired after a season that ended in injury. His retirement came after a series of scandals, most notably being a risqué leak of his camera roll.

At 29 herself, she is coming off the heels of a very busy award season. Taking home her first Best Actress Emmy and BAFTA awards, she also recently received her second ensemble cast award.

The two seem to be an interesting pair, having finished wrapping a movie they were both working on in late October. The unlikely friendship comes on the heels of murmurs about a potential relationship.

“They’ve been enjoying their newfound friendship. It's rare for her to find someone with similar life experiences that she can genuinely bond with,” an insider told us.

We have to wonder what they discussed over dinner.

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Buzzfeed

January 1, 2023

Cheers to the New Year! 5 Celebrity NYE Parties You Wish You Attended.

1.Forget Kim Kardashian—If you weren’t at this rising star’s NYE party, you weren’t living!

Attendees included fellow co-stars from her critically acclaimed show, cast and crew from her recently wrapped tennis-themed film, and Patrick Zweig, who she’s been spotted with a number of times. Are they our newest OTP? Vote for your favorite speculated couple in this poll here.

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Daily Mail

January 14, 2023

Method Acting? Two-time Emmy winner laughs with friends at Australian Open.

The television star, who hasn’t shown interest in the sport prior to her casting in her upcoming film, appeared to be relaxed and laid back with friends. Former tennis professional and new tennis consultant, Patrick Zweig, appeared to explain the ins and outs to her. The pair seemed particularly close as they shared concessions and laughter.

Her team declined to comment.

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UPDATE: mother was spotted looking absolutely splendiferous at the Australian Open today.

[alt text: queen with some of her friends and that tennis guy]

10:45 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 awww she’s so cute

10:47 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

@lalalanding @popculturelvr9 and of course he’s just there

10:48 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

💐 - @zweignatorrr

@sagingthetl @lalalanding @popculturelvr9 can we please just be honest with ourselves and acknowledge that they’re together lol

10:51 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

@zweignatorrr @lalalanding @popculturelvr9 i mean yeah obviously they are but i don’t like him

10:55 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

@sagingthetl fair but you have to admit they’re a cute couple

10:55 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

@popculturelvr9 no i don’t

10:56 AM 1/14/23 From Earth

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r/TennisGossip

u/makearacquet

AITA for shipping Patrick Zweig and that actress???

I just saw a very convincing timeline on Tumblr. They’ve been distracting me at the Open. Kinda cute if they’re actually dating. Really weird if they’re just friends.

⬆-45 ⬇

u/backhandedd

YTA for not posting about the actual Aus Open during the Aus Open.

⬆48 ⬇

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TMZ EXCLUSIVE: PATRICK ZWEIG AND MYSTERY GIRL SPOTTED GETTING FRISKY IN ALLEYWAY

January 15, 2023

Looks like today's Australian Open winners weren’t the only ones who got lucky.

TMZ obtained an exclusive photo of retired tennis player Patrick Zweig getting hot and bothered in Australia. Though we haven’t identified his mystery woman, there’s speculation around the woman being former fling and fellow retired player Tashi Duncan, who was also spotted at the Open, or a new coworker, who Zweig was spotted sitting next to yesterday.

Zweig’s team declined to comment.

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Professional Mess Cleaner: Hello?

Professional Mess Maker: hi what’s up??

Professional Mess Cleaner: Don’t even what’s up me right now.

Professional Mess Cleaner: Are you serious?

Professional Mess Maker: yes lol what’s wrong

Professional Mess Cleaner: tmz.com/patrick-zweig-and-mystery-girl-spotted-getting-frisky-in-alleyway/02948289339

Professional Mess Cleaner: THIS IS WHAT’S WRONG!!!!!

Professional Mess Maker: shittttt

Professional Mess Cleaner: Is that all you have to say for yourself!!!???

Professional Mess Cleaner: I hope for both of our sakes that your stupid boyfriend is cheating on you.

Professional Mess Maker: rude

Professional Mess Cleaner: I’m going to fistfight you.

Professional Mess Cleaner: You’re lucky none of these pictures show your face because it definitely shows his hand up your skirt.

Professional Mess Cleaner: You couldn’t wait a few hours to go somewhere private?????

Professional Mess Maker: i told him we should wait.

Professional Mess Cleaner: TELL HIM HARDER NEXT TIME

Professional Mess Maker: sorry :,(

Professional Mess Maker: patrick says he’s sorry too

Professional Mess Cleaner: Apology not accepted. Especially not his.

Professional Mess Cleaner: What happened to being an easy client??? Are you getting your rebellious phase now??? Are you gonna be doing drugs on the front page of TMZ next week???

Professional Mess Maker: obviously not????

Professional Mess Cleaner: This week then??

Professional Mess Maker: i am not on drugs!!!!!

Professional Mess Cleaner: I wouldn’t know by the way you’ve been acting lately!!!

Professional Mess Maker: you can’t even tell who he’s making out with pls unclench

Professional Mess Cleaner: Please share who else it would be. So someone else’s publicist can deal with it.

Professional Mess Cleaner: And if you tell me to unclench again I will quit right this minute and let you deal with this yourself.

Professional Mess Maker: the article does mention tashi duncan by name but not me

Professional Mess Maker: but you’re so right i’m so sorry we will do better next time 😇

Professional Mess Cleaner: You better, or there won’t be a next time.

Professional Mess Cleaner: I’m serious.

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🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

UNOFFICIAL UPDATE: this is definitely them making out lol

[alt text: patrick zweig making out with we know who]

10:51 AM 1/15/23 From Earth

ZWEIGNATORS - @zweignationupdates

@popculturelvr9 how romantic

10:53 AM 1/15/23 From Earth

💐 - @zweignatorrr

@popculturelvr that’s so invasive pls delete

10:58 AM 1/15/23 From Earth

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@deuxmoi - 1/28/23

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: ace

Email: [email protected]

Subject: DEUCE

Message: this athlete and actress have been giving it their all to stay away from each other. they’re both pap magnets which is a nightmare for people trying to keep their relationship secret! we’ll see if they make it to valentine’s day.

—-

@deuxmoi - 2/14/23

SPOTTED - V-DAY EDITION

let’s see what your favorite celebs have been up to since last week

i saw patrick zweig in trader joe’s buying a bunch of flowers and chocolates.

anon pls

chivalry is not dead

—-

Blind Item #9

This newly critically acclaimed actress has run into some conflict with her otherwise smooth sailing secret relationship. He’s tired of staying quiet and she’s not ready to come forward. She really believes that bringing him as her plus-one to this major award show will heal all wounds. Only time will tell.

March 13, 2023

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Buzzfeed

March 21, 2023

Our Top 20 Best and Worst Dressed at the 2023 Oscars

Not everyone can be a winner in this prestigious award show. Not everyone can be a winner when it comes to outfits, either.

Best

9. This beautiful gown, which was worn by the talented Emmy winner, was only made better by the help of friend Patrick Zweig, who helped fix the train a number of times on the red carpet.

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🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

UPDATE: THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED AT CANNES FILM FESTIVAL

[alt text: mother looking resplendent while getting out of a car]

10:51 AM 5/15/23 From Earth

tara 🦋🐬 - @profhater

@popculturelvr9 she’s glowing!!!!!

11:00 AM 5/15/23 From Earth

🎬🎾 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 i can’t wait for the first reviews of her movie

11:00 AM 5/15/23 From Earth

🎾 future EGOT winner updates - @popculturelvr9

@lalalanding they’re saying this is gonna get her the oscar and i’m not even being delusional

[alt text: a review posted on instagram that says “she’s a powerhouse in this film and is arguably the emotional core of it. her performance is subtle, but moving. her physicality and delivery is like nothing i’ve ever seen before. definitely a contender for next year’s oscars.” the post was liked by her mom, her stylist, that tennis player, and thousands of others. ]

9:05 PM 5/15/23 From Earth

💐 - @zweignatorrr

@popculturelvr awww patrick is so cute for liking! such a supportive bf 🥹

9:38 PM 5/15/23 From Earth

🎬🎾 - @lalalanding

@popculturelvr9 @zweignatorrr we don’t care about that man

9:44 PM 5/15/23 From Earth

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@deuxmoi - 7/19/23

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: double fault

Email: [email protected]

Subject: pen pals

Message: this athlete-actress couple whose relationship is an open secret are very sad to be parting ways. she’s going on a month long press tour and he’s staying behind. they have plans to meet up at a few locations, but she’d rather be with him than promoting her movie that’s getting SERIOUS oscar buzz.

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From: Gone Fishing ([email protected]) June 22

To: FishersPrice ([email protected])

CC: BaitnSwitch ([email protected])

Subject: How many strokes?

Price & Bait,

Remember how we logged into that tennis guy Patrick Zweig’s iCloud? More specifically, how he wasn’t able to fully kick us out??

You’d never guess what we just found.

Regards,

Fishy

From: FishersPrice ([email protected]) June 22

To: GoneFishing ([email protected]), BaitnSwitch ([email protected])

Subject: RE: How many strokes?

Please share.

Thanks,

Price

From: Gone Fishing ([email protected]) June 22

To: FishersPrice ([email protected]), BaitnSwitch ([email protected])

Subject: RE: How many strokes?

📎 TAPE

See attached.

Regards,

Fishy

From: FishersPrice ([email protected]) June 22

To: GoneFishing ([email protected]), BaitnSwitch ([email protected])

Subject: RE: How many strokes?

Fuck. We’re gonna be millionaires.

Thanks,

Price

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TMZ

June 23, 2023

TMZ EXCLUSIVE: PATRICK ZWEIG SEX TAPE LEAKED… AGAIN!

Someone hasn’t learned his lesson.

The lengthy video also features a two-time Emmy award winning actress, although it didn’t seem like she was doing much acting (unless she’s better than we thought.)

The pair briefly talk and giggle before getting straight to business. The video is as sweet as it is hot— and though they’ve insisted they’re just friends, their breathy love confessions say otherwise.

Both parties declined to comment.

—--

ZWEIGNATORS - @zweignationupdates

was not expecting to see patrick’s racket on my tl first thing in the morning but ok. good morning i guess.

9:34 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

nasty girl - @matchmyfreqk

@zweignationupdates sorry but like…... link

9:36 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

ZWEIGNATORS - @zweignationupdates

@matchmyfreqk check dms

9:40 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

nasty girl - @matchmyfreqk

@zweignationupdates why was that kinda beautiful

10:25 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

ZWEIGNATORS - @zweignationupdates

@matchmyfreqk that’s what i said! like the hand holding?? the love yous?? when he said he was gonna miss her?? i didn’t realize it was like that for them

10:36 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

—-

CLOSED - @popculturelvr9

not an update but please don’t send us or ask us to talk about the tape. it’s a gross violation of privacy and it is honestly none of our business.

11:23 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

CLOSED - @popculturelvr9

@popculturelvr9 if you bring it up you will be blocked btw!

11:23 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@popculturelvr9 i swear it’s my whole timeline rn. i feel so bad for her

11:26 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

CLOSED - @popculturelvr9

@lalalanded for it to happen right before the press tour is so bad. sending so many good vibes her way

11:26 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@popculturelvr9 i’m sure it’ll blow over soon

11:28 AM 6/23/23 From Earth

—-

r/TennisGossip

🔴HOT TOPICS

The tape. Let’s talk about it.

u/sinkingships

Is it really any of our business? Stuff like this happens all the time and as far as sex scandals go this one’s quite tame

⬆-2 ⬇

u/Tennisfan233445

Upvote if that was one of the hottest things you’ve ever watched. Downvote if you’re a liar.

⬆564⬇

u/NothingbuttNet

if this showbiz thing doesn’t work out i think they have a solid backup plan 👀

⬆339⬇

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Your Fav Femininity Coach - @putmeincoach

This tape is a perfect example of why I always tell my clients not to mess with men who are above them. Super promising career down the drain over some guy.

12:02 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

User 16363627919 - @user16363627919

@putmeincoach Obviously you don’t know what you’re talking about Patrick Zweig is a fucking tennis legend and that girl is nothing.

12:34 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@putmeincoach @user16363627919 NOTHING???? how many prestigious awards do YOU have, User 16363627919?? i don’t think they give awards out for being a misogynistic loser

12:44 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@putmeincoach this is such a dramatic take lol everyone’s gonna forget about this in a week when something else happens

12:44 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

Your Fav Femininity Coach - @putmeincoach

@lalalanded We’ll have to see. Still, you shouldn’t settle for someone who makes you act out of character like this

1:08 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@putmeincoach do you know her personally? not everything is so black and white and obviously they both consented and thought this would be private.

1:41 PM 6/24/23 From Earth

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@deuxmoi - 6/25/23

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: breakup

Email: [email protected]

Subject: Cumming and Going

Message: Apparently, this former tennis star and actress are going their separate ways after an intimate video leaked. She’s worried about the damage it might do to her career and her ability to be taken seriously. He just wants her to be happy. Her publicist has been letting interviewers know that there will be no questions answered about the tape, but this will not be a fun press tour for her.

——

Blind Item #2

The damage has already been done for this athlete-actress pair. Still, she insists on suffering through a break up on top of this scandal.

June 28, 2023

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Blind Item #8

This retired athlete has received countless offers from the adult film industry in the last week. This scandal is somehow even more humiliating than his last five. He says he doesn’t care, but he does. A lot.

June 28, 2023

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Blind Item #11

She’s losing brand deals and partnerships left and right. If she makes it through the next week alive, let alone through her press tour, it’ll be a major miracle.

June 28, 2023

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DailyMail

June 30, 2023

Full of Regret: Actress spotted leaving her apartment with red-rimmed eyes

Just days after a scandalous tape was leaked, we’re receiving our first sign of life from the actress.

According to insider DoorDash drivers, she has been a very frequent customer as of late, ordering comfort food and pints of ice cream and leaving very generous tips.

She seemed to be waiting for the storm to blow over before reentering the public, but with her and her partner’s name trending on Twitter for the past several days, it seems unlikely that it’ll happen any time soon.

——

Professional Mess Cleaner: Just checking in. How are you feeling today?

Professional Mess Maker: even worse than yesterday

Professional Mess Maker: i want to say something but i don’t know what

Professional Mess Cleaner: The gossip cycle has already started to move on, but if you really want to say something, I can draft up a response.

Professional Mess Cleaner: The ball’s in your court ❤️

Professional Mess Maker: no more mention of balls please

Professional Mess Cleaner: Sorry. Got it.

Professional Mess Maker: maybe you can just say something about not letting my own decisions impact the cast and crew who worked really hard to make the film happen

Professional Mess Maker: speaking of which, have you heard from patrick?

Professional Mess Cleaner: Do you want the truth or to protect your peace?

Professional Mess Maker: things can’t get any worse just give it to me straight

Professional Mess Cleaner: I hear from him every few hours. He wants to know how you’re feeling.

Professional Mess Cleaner: And if you’ll take him back.

Professional Mess Maker: ugh

Professional Mess Cleaner: You know you don’t have to be separated if you don’t want to. The cat’s already out of the bag. A united front might be better for this kind of thing anyway.

Professional Mess Cleaner: I know how much you care about him. You don’t have to go through this alone.

Professional Mess Maker: i’m not alone though <3

Professional Mess Cleaner: You know that isn’t what I mean.

Professional Mess Cleaner: He loves you. You should reach out to him.

Professional Mess Maker: i will

Professional Mess Maker: eventually

——

Blind Item #6

Rumor has it that this pair, who were previously attached at the hip, haven’t said more than a few words to each other in months. That doesn’t mean the feelings stopped being there.

September 15, 2023

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DailyMail

September 27, 2023

Tension at the world premiere?

This weekend marked the world premiere of a film that has been generating a lot of Oscar buzz. The first reviews have been mostly positive, despite the very large elephant in the room.

The average onlooker couldn’t help but notice the physical distance between Zweig and the principal actress in the film during the premiere. Despite both being there, neither were photographed together throughout the entire event. The distance feels particularly charged, considering the pair made a movie of their own not too long ago.

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DailyMail

October 10, 2023

PATRICK’S NEW DOUBLES PARTNER?

Late this Thursday, Patrick Zweig was spotted leaving an intimate dinner with a female friend. This is the first time he’s been spotted since the leak of his now notorious sex tape. We would be remiss if we didn’t mention that the woman he was spotted having a romantic dinner with was not the same woman from the tape.

At least she knows what she’s in for.

——

DailyMail

October 12, 2023

Actress spotted on a date with ex-boyfriend

On Wednesday, the pair were seen holding hands as they walked through the park.

She has not been spotted with her ex-boyfriend, who she starred in her prestige dramedy television with, for almost two years. Are these two getting back together? Or simply making amends?

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@deuxmoi - 10/15/23

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: rebounder

Email: [email protected]

Subject: kiss and make up already!

Message: this broken-up couple, who have been making headlines for the most innocuous things following a rather romantic scandal, very obviously miss each other. their friends know it, their coworkers know it, even their ‘rebounds’ know it. they think the other person is better off without them in their life, but that’s simply not true.

——

@deuxmoi - 11/8/23

Sent via form submission from Deuxmoi

Pseudonyms, please: love

Email: [email protected]

Subject: podcast

Message: i’m friends with a friend who knows the editor of a certain podcast that’s having a very highly anticipated guest do a tell-all about a scandal very soon. here are some of the things she addresses:

there’s nothing wrong with consenting adults doing consenting adult things—but you still need to be cautious

it’s nice to have some things for yourself but when you’re a public figure you don’t always get that

and finally…. she regrets how things played out in her relationship.

this should be a good episode.

——

Blind Item #17

This DIY Filmmaker couple are FINALLY reconciling. They won’t be making any more home movies together anytime soon, but it seems like they’re picking right up where they left off.

November 16, 2023

——

Buzzfeed

December 5, 2023

Top 5 Dates to go on in New York City, According to our Favorite Celebs

3. The Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Following a major scandal and radio silence on the status of their relationship, these two were finally seen together in public at this garden. They both looked genuinely happy for the first time in months. If these two can make their rocky relationship work during a date like this, you can too.

——

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

UPDATE: GUESS WHO MADE THE OSCARS SHORTLISTTTTTTTTTT

6:35 PM 12/22/23 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

UPDATE: the happy couple were spotted wearing matching ugly christmas sweaters today! i suspect they’re going to the annual christmas party she mentioned on Fallon. i hope they party hard and celebrate her making the shortlist!

8:21 PM 12/22/23 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

@popculturelvr9 ngl he’s growing on me!

8:25 PM 12/22/23 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

@sagingthetl i agree!

8: PM 12/22/23 From Earth

—

Blind Item #4

This athlete-actress couple have had quite the year. It’s only fitting that he proposed to her at the end of it. Expect to see more pictures of her hiding her hand in her pocket.

January 1, 2024

—

@deuxmoi - 1/2/24

SPOTTED - NEW YEAR EDITION

let’s see what your favorite celebs have been up to since last week

I served Patrick Zweig and his actress girlfriend at the diner I work at yesterday. They both looked very hungover and I’m 97% sure I saw her wearing an engagement ring. They were very sweet and left us a really big tip.

—

r/TennisGossip

u/makearacquet

Has anyone checked up on Patrick Zweig and his girlfriend? I haven’t heard anything about them in kinda a while

⬆13 ⬇

u/topspinbackspin

It’s so funny you say this. I have a friend who works for the production side of one of those really big entertainment magazines who does those roundtable for actors who are in talks for receiving awards. His girlfriend was just in one, and my friend told me that he was there and super supportive the whole time. Like, bringing her coffee the way she likes it, hyping her up during the photoshoot, and everything in between. Obviously we saw the worst of them a few months back, but they’re a pretty cute couple. I also heard somewhere that they’re engaged? But I don’t know if I believe it.

⬆36⬇

—-

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

i’m shaking in my boots for the best actress announcement.

10:45 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

@popculturelvr idk i feel it in my bones she’s gonna win.

10:45 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

OMFG

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

🎾🎬 - @lalalanded

OH MY GOD

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

cleo - @filmsn0b

NO WAY

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

I KNEW IT LETS GO

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

tara 🦋🐬 - @profhater

IM SHAKING

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

SHES OFFICIALLY AN OSCAR WINNER I FANT BREATHE

10:55 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

sage ❄️ - @sagingthetl

AWWWW THE KISS THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SM

10:56 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

i’m sorry i literally cannot process anything rn did she just say thank you to her FIANCÉ

10:57 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

guys this is way too much. 2 awards left for her EGOT AND she’s engaged??2?3):7.8 i’m malfunctioning

10:58 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

oscar campaign era - @popculturelvr9

who would’ve thought that a random instagram mutual follow would get us here. omfg. i love love.

10:59 PM 3/20/24 From Earth

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Superstar

★ pairings: Johnny cage x black!fem!actress!reader

★ warnings: fluff & smut. bossy head strong reader, smug bastard johnny, enemies to lovers, oral (f!receiving). they have sex idk what else to say. sub!reader. creampie. one night stand elements. dirty talk & pet names. maybe a bit of brat taming? squirting. written with a black reader in mind but anyone can read!

★ wc: 2.6k (wow!)

★ dedicated to @lxnarphase

“Is there any way for this car to go faster?” you asked impatiently.

“No, ma’am, I'm sorry traffic is horrible,” your driver told you sympathetically.

Rolling your eyes, you continued typing the email to your casting agent, letting them know you would be late. Not that you really cared or anything, but it was still considerate to let them know you wouldn't be on time.

This was your life. Going to casting meetings and getting scripts. You just wrapped up one of your movies about two months ago, and now you were onto the next one.

Finally, pulling into the movie studio's lot, the driver drove to the main building where all the meetings occurred. As you pulled up, you grabbed your purse, stepped out of the vehicle, and walked to your destination.

Asking for directions, you go to the elevators and wait for it. Growing anxious, the elevator pinged and opened its wide doors.

Stepping onto it, you pressed the button before taking out your phone to see the exact room for the meeting.

Stepping off the elevator, your heels echoed throughout the hall as you approached the room.

Opening the glass door, the director greeted you first.

“I'm so glad you were able to make it! Please have a seat.”

“This is who we were waiting on?” you heard a smug familiar voice say

Snapping your head in that direction, you rolled your eyes before scoffing loudly.

“Is there a problem-”

“Yes, there is a problem. Dont tell me this is my co-star?” you asked with annoyance.

Johnny Cage. Seasoned actor who has a long rapport with Oscars, Golden Globes, and even some Emmys. He was arrogant and big-headed. You didn't like him from a movie you did a while ago, even though it was a small cameo.

“Dont be like that, sweetheart. I sure we can put the past behind us and focus on the movie?” he said with a smirk playing on his face.

Rolling your eyes for the third time today, you walk to the table and sit next to one of the writers.

After the meeting, you stood off to the side, waiting to talk to your agent to ask why she put you in this situation, knowing the beef you had with your co-star.

“Looking good, as always, superstar,” Johnny complimented, walking up to you.

Even with your stilettos on, he still hovered over you so slightly that you had to stare up at him.

“Just stay out of my way, Cage,” you scoffed, crossing your arms.

“I don't think that’s possible with us being leads in the same movie.”

“I'm not going to repeat myself,” you retorted.

“Dont have to, superstar. I'm excited to work with you again, sweetheart,” he said before putting his sunglasses back on his face and walking away.

Watching him leave the boardroom room, your casting agent walked over to you.

“So.. are you guys made up?” she asked with a grin.

“Dont make me fire you.” you snapped, not thinking her joke was amusing.

Watching her face drop in fear, you strode towards the door and left the building.

When it was finally time for filming, you were greeted with a vase of hydrangeas in your makeup trailer. Opening the note with the initials J.C on it, you tore the paper and threw it into the garbage can.

“Did ya get my flowers, superstar?” Johnny asked as you walked onto the set.

“I did. Thanks, I guess,” you responded flatly.

Smiling, his voice boomed throughout the studio, letting the crew know he was ready to shoot.

This became the routine. Sometimes, you and Johnny would have good and bad days. But the good started to outweigh the bad, and you tolerated him a bit more throughout this journey.

He felt the same about you. He wouldn't tell anyone about his crush on his co-star. He felt like a little kid teasing you and annoying you just so that you would give him your undivided attention. As juvenile as it sounded, it worked. Seeing you get so annoyed with him really gave him the satisfaction of driving you crazy. It was all a part of his plan to make you his girlfriend finally.

Hearing a knock on your trailer door, you invite the person in

“I would say someone is warming up to me.” You heard the familiar voice as he walked in.

Scoffing playfully, you asked what he wanted.

“Just bored and wanted to see my pretty co-star. Do you have a problem with that?” he asked, sitting next to you on the couch.

Seeing that he was shirtless with the robe barely covering his chest, giving you a peek of his abs, you felt a sweat drip down your forehead.

Shaking your head no, you released a shaky breath, feeling him inch closer to you.

“Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” he asked, arrogance in his tone.

“Oh shut up.” you simply said before looking away, feeling your cheeks warm up in embarrassment,

“Wow, am I making my superstar nervous right now? That’s new,” he teased, face coming closer to yours.

“My superstar” had you weak in the knees. You were sure you would fall onto the ground if you stood up.

He was toying with you, and you needed to fight back the best way you could.

“No, I'm not nervous, Johnny. Why are you so fucking close?” you asked, trying to keep your guard up and turning to meet his eyes.

“Cause maybe I think you're gorgeous, and I wanna get a better look at you,” he replied smugly.

Rolling your eyes, the two of you sat silently, feeling the thick tension clouding over you. His face came closer to you as you felt your breath synch with his. Your eyes fluttered close, accepting whatever was about to happen.

“We need you on set in five minutes,” you heard one of the production assistants yell through the door.

Eyes shooting open, you jump away before apologizing and look out, feeling your face burn up.

“Dont apologize. Come on, they need us on set,” he said with a wink, taking your hand in his

Snatching your hand away, you got up and left your trailer. Johnny trailed behind you with a sly smile on his face.

Three and a half months later, you were finally done filming. Feeling a weight leave your shoulders, you congratulated the crew members on their achievements.

“I had fun working with you, superstar. You almost did as good as me,” he joked.

Smacking your lips, you looked at him in shock. “Almost as good as you? I'm pretty sure I did as good as you, maybe even better,” you jabbed back.

“Well, how about we celebrate? That new lounge just opened downtown. Meet there tonight?” he asked, giving puppy dog eyes.

“Sure, I could go for a glass of wine or two. 8:30.”

***

8:50. You’re twenty minutes late even though you chose the time to meet him. Sitting in the section he brought for the two of you, he pulled out his phone to see if you were still coming out tonight.

Looking up, he saw you walking in with your thigh-high boots on with the tight black dress, hugging you tight as you carried your Chanel purse over your shoulder.

“You must have a thing for being late, sweetheart,” he teased, grabbing your hand to help you not trip over your feet.

“I'm here, aren't I?” you asked, rolling your eyes.

What would he give to make those pretty eyes roll behind your pretty head

“I had them put your wine on ice. I think it's warm now.”

“Eh, I’ll be ok. Thank you for inviting me out.” you thanked him.

As the night went on, the two of you joked and conversed about things going on in your daily life. What new brand deals have the two of you got down to, and what have you all made for dinner this week.

You could feel the tension between the two of you, especially with the way he placed his big hand upon your plush thigh, giving it teasing squeezes.

“Take me to the bathroom?” you asked.

Grabbing his hand, you led the way to the bathroom. He waited for you outside as you went into the bathroom.

Coming out, you stood before him, peering up at him with your big brown eyes. Grabbing your face, you felt his soft lips placed upon yours. It may have been the drinks talking, but you wanted him.

“Tell me you want this as much as me,” he whispered in your ear before kissing along your neck, grabbing a handful of your ass.

“Yes, b-but not here. Papz might be watchin',” you whimpered.

Taking note, he let you lead the way as you walked out of the club to get to his sports car, trying not to get caught by the sneaky paparazzi.

“Nice car,” you complimented, walking up to his matte black Maserati as he opened the door for you.

Giving you a tap on your ass, he thanked you before closing the door after making sure you got in ok.

The car ride seemed like it took forever, even with Johnny exceeding the speed limit, to get to his house. Feeling the needy grip on your thigh was driving you crazy. Biting your lip in anxiousness, you started to scroll on your phone so you did not think about the current climate in the car.

Finally pulling into the garage with his other cars, he quickly turned off the engine as you unbuckled your seatbelt. Before you could open the door to get out of the vehicle, Johnny beat you to it before lifting you out of the car bridal style and taking you into his mansion.

Fighting with the door that led inside his house, he grunted in annoyance.

“Why dont you put me down-” you asked, trying to give a solution.

“Because if I put you down, I'm fucking you in this garage, and a lady like you should be fucked properly.” he simply responded, finally getting the door to open.

Stepping inside with you in hand, he closed the door with his foot before taking you up the stairs that led to the bedroom.

Kissing you with fever, he placed you on the bed gently as you started to tug off his shirt. You felt yourself growing more aroused as he moved down to your neck, gently sucking on it.

Mewling softly, you pulled him away from your neck so that he could take off his clothes.

“Nun uh sweetheart. Dont be impatient,” he instructed you as he moved down towards your legs to take your shoes off.

Once your shoes were discarded, he began to litter kisses upon your leg leading up to your inner thigh before coming dangerously close to your clothed, needy cunt.

Withering away, his grip on your legs became tighter as he held you in place, fighting your urge to run away. Lifting your dress, he was met with the blue lace trim underwear. Pulling them to the side swiftly, he smiled at the way it glistened before putting his fingers on your sticky clit and rubbing circles on it.

Mewling in response, he replaced his fingers with his mouth before sucking on your pussy and running his tongue between your folds. Thick thighs squished his ears as he continued his assault on you, hearing your muffled moans as your nails raked through his hair, tugging on it lightly.

He was in heaven. In between your thighs was where he belonged, listening to the way you whimpered for more, feeling you come close to your first orgasm of the night. Feeling his pants tighten around his dick as you begged him to let you cum. Bringing his calloused fingers back to your puffy clit he began to make small circles on it feeling you shake slightly as your orgasm washed over you.

Releasing your legs from his grip, he watched as your chest rose and fell as you tried to think about your current predicament. Not having a chance to let your brain catch up, you feel Johnny hover over you to take off your dress, revealing the matching lace bra that held your tits with the piercings on them.

“If I knew any better, I would think you planned on me to fuck you,” he chuckled before unbuckling his pants, letting you see his hard-on as it could barely be contained in his boxers before squeezing it.

“Fuck you look so sexy like this,” he said as he reached to pull your panties off, being mesmerized by a string of slick connected to your underwear, throwing them on the floor before taking off his own. Hearing the way his long, girthy dick stood at attention.

Feeling embarrassed, he kissed your temple, loving the way you shivered under him.

“You’re awfully quiet, doll,” he whispered.

“Are you gonna keep teasing me, or are you actually going to fuck me” you spat quietly in his ear.

Kissing his teeth, he gave your needy pussy a few slaps before bucking into you. His pace started off relentless as his balls collided with your thighs; as the loud, squelchy sounds started to flood the room.

“F-fuck.” you moaned, hands coming to play with your clit as he continued fucking into you.

“S-shit, that's it, sweetheart. Keep playing with that pretty clit for me,” he groaned out, lips going in between his teeth as you clenched down for me.

You felt yourself about to cum again. Drawing tighter circles on yourself, you began to cry for release.

“Cumming again, baby? Fuck” he asked with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“I-i need it. Johnny, please let me cum” you squirmed, feeling it becomes too much for you.

“You can cum, my superstar.” he fought out, feeling you clench down on him.

Hearing you squeal, you lay on the bed breathless and dizzy, some small pieces of your hair sticking onto your sweaty body.

“You have no idea the things you do to me,” he said, kissing you deeply.

Soon after, he was flipping you over to your knees, making you arch your body so that your ass was in the sky. You felt vulnerable as you looked back at him, sticking his angry flush tip and inserting your weeping pussy again.

“Next time, I should try your wrist together and fuck you like this all night,” he grunted as he pushed your back further into its arch, beginning to fuck you again.

Trying to catch onto his rhythm, you began to rock your hips back and forth, trying to meet his thrusts. Grabbing a handful of your ass, hit bit his lip in pleasure, accepting your thrusts.

“You‘re gonna make me cum. Fuck” he moaned out, squeezing his eyes shut.

“You can cum inside,” you whispered.

Feeling something animalistic turn on in him, he started to fuck you deeper as he was nearing his release.

“S-say it again for me,” he asked.

“Inside, you can cum inside,” you responded louder this time.

“You’re gonna drive me crazy,” he grunted.

Feeling a bubbling pressure in your abdomen, you knew you were close again. Not giving a chance to warn Johnny, you felt a warm liquid trickle down your thighs as your legs shook.

Feeling squirt on his dick had him seeing stars as he delivered one last thrust before ropes of thick cum filled your cunt.

Falling onto the bed, you drooled onto the pillow, feeling your eyes get heavier by the second. Instantly, you felt a pair of warm arms cradle you to the bathroom, sitting you on the toilet as you heard water running into the tub. The smells of lavender and vanilla filled your nose as you attempted to keep your eyes open.

Feeling yourself get picked up again, placed into the warm water, and feeling a structured body come behind you as you lay on it.

“Did so good for me, sweetheart. My superstar,” he said, kissing your temple as you nodded off.

#johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #johnny cage x you #johnny cage mk #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #johnny cage x black reader #mortal kombat x black!reader

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purplesimmer455 · 24 days ago

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Meanwhile, in the main universe:

Iseul hears a knock on her door and she feels her heart race, thinking it's Megan. She opens the door, and her eyes widen in surprise as she sees Megan’s youngest daughter, Emily, standing there instead. She has Megan’s exact face, almost as if it was copied and pasted onto her, but her mama Tess’s lighter brown eyes and freckles. "Hey, Emmy," She says as Emily gives her a bear hug. "Hey auntie Is! I'm sorry to surprise you, I was in San My for a soccer team practice and wanted to visit." Emily says, and Iseul smiles. "It's alright, it's good to see you. Come in." She says and Emily steps inside.

Iseul sits with Emily on the couch, and raises a brow. "Did you let your moms know you're here?" She asks. "Yeah, I texted them. Dang, I thought you were my cool auntie and I could just come over to hang out with you." Emily adds teasingly and Iseul laughs. "I am, but I also don't want either of your moms to worry." She says and Emily nods. "Speaking of, have you talked to mom lately? She's been weird about something and won't tell me what, and I was wondering if you knew?" She asks and Iseul flushes. "Sorry Ems, I don't know. I think you should ask your mom directly," She says gently, and Emily sighs. "Yeah, maybe you're right." She says, and Iseul feels a rush of guilt at the conflicted look on Emily's face. There's no way in hell she would tell Emmy the real reason: that she's in love with her mom and accidentally told her during a drunken phone call, probably causing Megan to feel conflicted too.

Iseul changes the topic, asking Emily about her soccer team practice, which went well, and how her friend Kiran is doing. "Good," Emily says with a smile. They head to the kitchen, and Iseul makes hot chocolate with marshmallows for Emily, passing it to her at the table. "Thanks auntie." Emily says, taking the drink and plucking out a mostly dry marshmallow at the top to eat in three bites. Iseul’s eyes crinkle at the corners as she smiles at this, being reminded of Megan doing the same thing when they were in college. "What? It's the best part." Emily says and Iseul grins. "I know, you just reminded me of your mom. She used to do the same thing when I'd make us hot cocoa with marshmallows for a study session or movie night. She'd take out one at the top and eat it in three bites, it was cute." Iseul says and Emily grins. "You always have the most random stories of my mom," she says and Iseul laughs.

After that, Emily brings up that she has to finish some homework, and Iseul nods. "Sure, I'll help you." She says and Emily reluctantly takes out her notebook. "What was the name of the Champs le Sims battle of 1492?" Emily muses out loud, tapping her pencil against the notebook. "The battle of plumbobs, and it lasted til 1494." Iseul says. Emily's eyes widen. "How did you know that?" She asks. "I learned it when I was your age." Iseul says, and Emily grins mischievously. "When dinosaurs roamed Sim-Earth?" She teases and Iseul snorts. "Oh, sure," she says and Emily laughs. "How old do you think I am, Ems?" Iseul teases back and Emily pretends to think. "Let's see, you and mom are the same age, so I'd say, give or take, 844 years?" She says and Iseul laughs. "Wow, okay." She says, reaching over to ruffle Emily's hair.

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sequinsmile-x · 10 months ago

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Bestie! How about a fic where team finds out about them because little Jack says “daddy you didn’t kiss Emmy hello” one pasta night 🤭🤭🤭

oh I LOVE this idea.

Hope you enjoy this bestie <3

-x-

The Darnedest Thing

No one knows Emily and Aaron are together yet, not even Jack. Until he sees them kissing each other goodbye the evening before pasta night.

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Warnings: None!

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Emily smiles as the movie's credits start to roll up the screen, and the sleepiness settling into her bones disappears as Aaron kisses her temple.

“He didn’t make it,” Aaron says, kissing her head again as she turns to look at Jack, the little boy fast asleep against her side, “He’ll be so disappointed.”

She hums and runs her fingers through the boy's sandy hair, “We can try again when I’m here at the weekend,” she says, turning to look at her boyfriend, smiling before she leans in to kiss him, “I should go.”

Aaron groans and rests his forehead against hers, “Do you have to go?”

She smiles, capturing his lips in another kiss, her hand cupping the back of his head as she holds him in place, “Unless you want to explain to Jack why I’m still here in the morning, I have to.”

It had been two weeks since their first date, since he’d nervously asked her if she’d like to go to dinner with him and she’d answered before he’d even finished talking. They’d been heading towards this for a long time. Ever since she’d come home from Paris they’d been closer. He was her closest friend, the person she trusted more than anyone else in the world, and she’d be lying if she said this wasn’t the eventuality she had wanted for years. The initial crush she’d had on him when she first started at the BAU turning into love somewhere along the way, a feeling she didn’t have the name for until she was on another continent, doomed to replay all her mistakes in her head again and again. A grim showreel of missed opportunities that she would torture herself with when sleep evaded her.

No one knew about them yet, not even Jack, and they’d spent as much time just the two of them as they could. Aaron had snuck into her room on their most recent case, spent hours pulling her apart with a precision as if he’d known her body for years not just a couple of weeks. He’d fallen asleep next to her, his arm heavy and warm across her waist a comfort she already found herself struggling to sleep without. She was hopelessly in love with him, and she knew he felt the same, but she knew it was too soon to say it. They’d both been hurt, torn apart by what life had to offer, and they’d put themselves back together.

“We’ll tell him this weekend,” he says, kissing her cheek before he stands up, gently easing Jack off of her shoulder so she can slip out from under him. He lays Jack down on the couch, resting his head on a cushion and then turns to his girlfriend, “We’ll go to his soccer game and then diner he loves, and then we’ll tell him.”

She hums as they walk towards the door and she smiles softly when he grabs her jacket for her, holding it out so she can slip her arms into it. She reaches down for her sneakers and slips them on, automatically placing her hand on his shoulder so she keeps her balance.

“He’ll be okay with it, right?” She asks, avoiding his eye contact as she stands up straight again, anxious about how Jack would feel about the change in their relationship. She never wanted to be the way, to fill a space that hadn’t been made for her, “He won’t be upset?”

Aaron smiles softly at her and pulls her in for a hug, his arms banding tightly around her back as he encourages her closer. He knew his son loved her almost as much as he did. She was all the little boy spoke about, and she was absolutely his favourite person on the planet and she always had been, long before Aaron realised he loved her too.

“He’ll be happy, sweetheart,” he says, stamping his lips against hers, smiling into it before he pulls back, “You’re his favourite person.”

She grins at him and wraps her arms around his shoulders, “He’s mine too.”

Aaron fakes annoyance, a playful scoff escaping him as he raises an eyebrow at her, “I’m not?”

She hums as if she’s thinking about it and then she shrugs, her smile mischievous, “You’re definitely up there,” she kisses him, taking a moment to sink into it, to take enough of him to last her until she saw him in work in the morning, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow,” he repeats back to her, kissing her one more time before letting her go and opening the front door for her, “Remember it’s pasta night tomorrow.”

She stops in the doorway and nods, stamping her lips against his before she winks and starts to walk away, “I know the perfect spot at Dave’s for us to sneak away to so we can make out.”

He laughs and shakes his head at her, watching her disappear down the hall, his eyes fixed on her back until she’s no longer in view.

He’s so focused, that he doesn’t notice Jack sitting up on the couch, his head tilted curiously before he lays back down and pretends to be asleep. ___

Emily sighs contentedly as she rings the doorbell to Dave’s house, pleased to have another work week behind her. Another team was on call this weekend, so there was no chance they would be interrupted, and she was looking forward to her time with Aaron and Jack.

Despite her boyfriend's reassurance the night before, she still felt the nerves tingling in her gut at the thought of telling Jack about their relationship. She’d never had many things go right for her, and she was waiting for the other shoe to drop, for reality to hit. If Jack didn’t want them to be together they couldn’t be. He was Aaron’s priority, as he should be, and it was one of the many things she loved about him.

She’s pulled out of her thoughts as the door opens and she comes face to face with Dave, her smile genuine as he raises his eyebrow at her, taking the bottle of wine she’s offering out to him.

“This better be decent,” he says as he steps back to let her in, “We both know you can afford it.”

“Hello to you too, Dave,” she replies, closing the door behind her, “And we also both know you have a cellar full of wine.”

He chuckles and leans in to kiss her cheek, “Everyone is in the living room, you’re the last one here.”

She follows him in and smiles widely at everyone as she does so, her gaze briefly locking with Aaron’s. Her smile turns curious as Jack jumps off the couch and walks over to her, wrapping his arms tightly around her as if it hadn’t been just a day since he’d last seen her.

“Emily!” He says enthusiastically, looking up at her as she hugs him back, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, honey,” she replies, smiling as he takes her hand and leads her over to the couch Aaron is sitting on, “I didn’t know you were going to be here.”

“Jess is sick,” Aaron says to her, making a point of leaving an appropriate amount of space between them as she sits down, Jack sitting on her other side, “But Jack insisted I still came here tonight.”

She smiles and nods, and turns to look at Penelope who is about to say something, when Jack leans across her to get Aaron’s attention.

“Daddy?” He asks, stage whispering in the way only a child can, every adult in the room listening to him as Aaron nods at his son, “Why didn’t you kiss Emily hello?”

Emily’s eyes go wide, and she doesn’t have to be looking at Aaron to know his do too, both of them caught out so unexpectedly that it takes them a moment to school their features.

Aaron clears his throat, well aware of everyone’s gaze burning into them, “Why would I do that buddy?”

Jack frowns and looks at him as if it’s obvious, “Because she’s your girlfriend. You kissed her goodbye last night.”

The room is, all too briefly for Emily’s liking, silent. And then everyone starts talking at once.

“You guys kissed?”

“How long has this been going on?”

“I knew it.”

Aaron holds his hand up and silences them all with nothing more than a stern look before he talks to his son, making sure all of his attention is on him.

“You saw that, Jack?” He asks and Jack nods, “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Jack shrugs, “I’ve always thought you were boyfriend and girlfriend.”

Emily chuckles and runs her fingers through his hair, briefly ignoring everyone else, “You don’t mind, sweetie?”

He shakes his head, “I like it when you spend time with us.”

She presses her lips together as she tries to suppress a smile at the simplicity of his logic, and she leans in to kiss his forehead, “I like spending time with you too.”

The tension in the room is slightly awkward, unasked questions in the air that no one would ask with Jack in the room, and neither Emily nor Aaron know where to start. JJ clears her throat and stands up, offering her hand out to Jack.

“Why don’t you come with me to the kitchen, Jack? I think some of Henry’s juice boxes are still here from last time.”

Jack looks at Aaron as if for permission, and he smiles and nods at his son who then takes JJ’s hand and walks out of the room with her. Emily makes eye contact with her friend as they leave and she mouths her thanks at her. JJ’s response is a raise of her eyebrow that says nothing short of you owe me.

As soon as Jack is out of the room, Emily sighs and looks up at her friends, a range of emotions painted across their faces, and she sighs, “Okay, let us have it.”

Aaron wraps his arm around her shoulders as they diligently answer the questions their friends have, curiosity, and in Penelope’s case enthusiasm, seeping out of their every pore. She sinks into Aaron’s side as they carry on, on some level relieved that the secret is out, but also lamenting that they didn’t even make it a month without their friends finding out.

“Have you thought this through?” Derek asks, his eyebrows furrowed as he looks at them, his tone cutting through the lighthearted nature of the conversation so far.

Emily narrows her eyes at him, irritation licking at her insides, “Thought what through?”

“The impact this could have on the team,” he replies, leaning forward, “Any slight change in our dynamic could be dangerous, and I don’t know if a fling is-”

She’s furious, the irritation catching fire immediately at his comment about their relationship, and she is about to tell him off when Aaron holds her even closer, cutting her off before she even gets the chance to speak.

“This isn’t just a fling, I love her,” he says firmly, only realising what he’s said when Derek’s eyes go wide and Emily tenses in his embrace.

A surprised laugh escapes her, her heart seizing in her chest as she turns to look at him, “You do?”

She’d known he loved her, of course she did. She felt it in the way he held her, the way he kissed her like she was the most delicate thing on the planet. He looked after her in a way she was sure she should find suffocating but found that she enjoyed. He was always looking at her, a spark in his eyes that looked an awful lot like forever, and she felt loved, and she had done a long time before their first kiss.

Despite knowing, she can’t deny that it is nice to hear, the slightly angry admission aimed at their friend easing a knot of anxiety she hadn’t known was in the pit of her stomach, his mix of affection and protection gently tugging the pieces of it apart. For a moment, the others all disappear, their world narrowing down to just the two of them. He clears his throat, pushing down the nervousness that was attempting to climb up it, her face worryingly unreadable as she stares at him, her dark brown eyes boring into his. His tongue darts out and licks his lower lip, chasing the bravery she’d pressed against them only a couple of hours earlier during their clandestine kiss in his office before she’d left for the day.

“Yes,” he says, a smile flashing across his face, “I do. I love you, Emily.”

It’s the longest second of his life, but then she smiles at him, wide and bright and beautiful as she cups his cheek, her eyes searching his as presses her lips together, “I love you too.”

She leans in to kiss him again, but is cut off by Dave clearing his throat, an amused smile on his face as they both turn to look at him.

“So,” he asks, leaning back in his seat, his smile turning into a smirk, “When’s the wedding?”

Emily groans and rests her forehead on Aaron’s shoulder, muttering so only he can hear her, “Your son is so lucky he’s cute.”

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waterfire1848 · 7 months ago

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If your still accepting the one ship prompt ask

How about Azutara for #13 co-stars au?

Hello, anon!! Here you go!

Azutara #13 - Co-stars

Billionaire Ozai Agni, father of actress Azula Agni, arrested for tax evasion and fraud!

Azula Agni drinking and driving! Punches the cop who tried to arrest her!

Azula Agni has reportedly fired her agent citing a professional dispute as the reason

“Azula Agni is taking a break from acting. She’s just not in the right head space anymore to act. She told me she’s seeing a therapist.” - Anonymous source

Two years later

Ba Sing Se Studios will produce a new movie with Azula Agni and Katara South as love interests

Azula downed the final drop of her water before making her way into the sound booth. Due to the expensive equipment, the company refused to allow anyone food or drinks while they were recording. When Azula entered the room, she was greeted by the sight of three sound booths in the entire room. All of them were pretty standard though, headphones, a place to set the script and a microphone in front of where they’d be standing.

“Azula Agni?” An older woman asked.

“Yes.” Azula confirmed.

“Hello! I’m Mrs. Wu! It’s so great to have you here! Katara should be joining us shortly. Why don’t you get started on some lines?” She asked.

“Katara’s coming?” Azula asked. For her animated work, Azula had never really worked with the other actors. Usually she just sent in her lines or came in and recorded.

“Yes. I really wanted you two in the same room to work together. This way you can work off of one another and get to know each other. You will be spending some time together both behind the microphone and in front of people for interviews and cons and stuff.” She explained.

Azula nodded then made her way into the booth, putting the headphones on and taking a moment to center herself. The script had some parts highlighted so Azula assumed that was what she was supposed to say.

“Wait! Wait!” A voice yelled.

A woman around Azula’s age with long brown hair, tied in a tight braid, and dark skin a little lighter than her hair color wearing a long blue dress came running into the room.

“You’re right on time, Katara.” Mrs. Wu chuckled, “No need to worry.”

“Great! I was so worried I was late.” Katara offered the woman a nervous smile until her eyes landed on Azula, “Oh. Is that Azula?”

“It is. You ready to work with a Golden Globe winning actress?” She asked.

“Winner before she went crazy.” One guy mumbled.

“None of that.” Mrs. Wu snapped, “Katara, get in the booth with Azula.”

“Got it.”

When Katara entered the booth, Azula looked up at her from the script, “Nice to meet you. I’m Azula."

“I know. You won a Golden Globe three years ago, you’ve been nominated for three Emmy’s and you have an album.” Katara must have realized what she sounded like because she quickly snapped her mouth closed, “I’m so sorry. It’s just such an honor to work with you.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind someone listing off my accomplishments.” Azula smirked, “I assume you’re Katara South?”

“I am. I’m kind of new to acting. This is my first movie but I’ve had some smaller roles on tv shows.”

“Nice. This your first animated project?”

“Yes.” Katara nodded, “That obvious?”

“You forgot your script.” Azula noted.

“We can have it?” Katara asked, her eyes wide.

“Yes. This isn’t like acting in front of a camera where you have to absolutely know all your lines. You can have your script but you can’t read from the paper. You still have to act.” Azula explained.

“Wish I knew that before I stayed up till 1 am going over my lines.”

“Don’t worry. Just get a script from Mrs. Wu so we can start.”

Once Katara was situated, she and Azula were thrown right into recording. Mrs. Wu did seem to have a point that them being in the same room would help because it really worked as a good way to have someone to act against.

Everyday the woman continued to come to the same room and spend the bulk of their day recording. They arrived at 9 am and left around 6 pm. Most of what they did was just recording through, nothing beyond that. Even during lunch breaks, they never really talked. That is until a big fight scene.

In the movie, Katara’s character was meant to get into a huge argument with Azula’s character which would result in them breaking up but Katara was having trouble getting the tone just right.

“The way you’re saying it is fine.” Azula told her.

“I don’t want fine. I want people to rewind my scene over and over because I was so good. I really want to put everything into this role and this is one of the biggest scenes in the movie.”

“Okay. Let me hear it again.” Once again, Katara went through the entire speech with Azula piping up when her character was meant to speak, “Not bad, but if you want rewind worthy then I have a couple notes. One, try taking a break from it for a minute. If you keep going over and over this scene then it’s going to get bland and boring to you.”

“Okay. Good note.”

“The second is that you should try thinking about how you would feel in this moment. How would you react? What tone or energy would you bring to this argument? Or, instead of me, imagine that you’re yelling at an old friend or girlfriend or boyfriend who did something like this. I did something similar for my movie The Last Airbender. I had a big crying scene and asked everyone to leave the room so I could just be alone and delivered one of the most heartbreaking screams I’ve ever made. I still can’t watch it.”

Katara was just staring at Azula, her eyes wide with both respect and a little intimidation if she was being honest, “Wow. That’s amazing.”

Azula brushed a hand through her hair as if to say ‘I know’, “Give it time. You’ll get there too. I didn’t start off as the amazing actress I am today.”

“When did you start acting?” Katara asked.

“You know all the awards I’ve won but not when I started acting.” Azula laughed when she saw Katara look away with a blush on her face, “Six.”

“You were really young.”

“My father wanted me to start young. He had be in commercials as a baby but my mom demanded that stop when I started school. Then, when I was six, I got my first part in a tv show and from there my fame only grew.” Azula took a couple large gulps of her water while Katara looked kind of nervous. Azula’s father wasn’t exactly a secret. The entire world knew the cops had been after him for a while and that he was involved in a lot of shady stuff.

“I made the subject depressing by bringing up my dad, didn’t I?” Azula asked.

“Kind of.” Katara admitted.

“I tend to do that. You want the truth? He was a really horrible father. He had me in more roles than I could manage and while that was the reason why I won so many awards, it’s also the reason why I ended up in the hospital twice because I kept passing out. And, in case you’re wondering, that is why I went crazy after he was arrested.”

Katara might not have been the best actress in Hollywood but she knew plenty about comforting people who were clearly hurting, “I’m so sorry you had to go through that.” She spoke in a soft voice as she took Azula’s hand and rubbed her thumb against Azula’s fingers.

“Thanks, but you don’t have to worry about it.”

“But you’re my friend. I want to worry.” Katara said.

Azula’s eyes widened, “We’re friends?” She asked.

“I’d like to think so.” Katara said, offering her a smile.

A warmth filled Azula’s chest. She hadn’t had a friend in a really, really long time, “Then would you want to go drinking tonight?” Azula asked, “There’s this bar close to my house that I go to every Friday.”

“Sure!”

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Maybe Katara should have through this through more.

She was currently standing in the middle of a large club that easily contained about two hundreds people, all of whom were dancing on the dance floor of softly swaying their hugs. A couple were screaming to be heard and others were just making out in the booths. Finally, Katara’s eyes landed on Azula.

“Katara!” Azula called, “You made it!” Azula was dressed in a beautiful short red dress that had sleeves which came to her wrists. Her hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail and she was wearing a hair of golden heels, “I was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me.”

“You? Never.” Katara took a seat in the booth Azula had acquired, “So, this is the bar you always come to?”

“Yup. Why? Expecting something else?” Azula asked.

“Kinda. I expected more of a fancy, elegant place not-“ Katara had to stop talking for a minute before someone threw a bottle in their direction, “this.”

“Well, lucky for you I already have enough alcohol in me to tell you why I like this place so much.” Azula told her, taking another few gulps of her beer, “My brother owes the place.”

“Wait? Really?” Katara asked, “He owes this entire bar?”

“Whole thing. I get free stuff here because of it. Come on. Let me show you the real reason I like the place so much.” Azula stood up and offered Katara her hand which Katara gladly accepted, with a slight blush, as she was led up the stairs and into a room marked employees only.

A man was at a desk in the room where they entered. His head resting in his hands and his body sagged in an almost cartoonish fashion to show how tired he was.

“Li, you can’t be showing up this late to-Azula? What are you doing here? Who is this?” He asked. When he turned around, Katara’s eyes were drawn to the massive scar over his eye. It was clearly old but also clearly effecting his vision.

“Katara South. My co-star in that new movie I’m doing.” Azula explained, “Katara, this is my older brother, Zuko.”

“Nice to meet you.” Zuko then directed an annoyed face to Azula, “I assume you’re here for free stuff?”

“You offend me dear brother. I would never just use you for free things like two beers and mozzarella sticks.”

“I’ll send them up.” Zuko nodded.

“This is why I love you, Zuzu.” Azula grinned, “Bye! Come on, Tara.” Azula led her out to the roof of the building which was slated to a more horizontal position so the two woman could sit down without fear of falling off.

“This is why I like this bar so much.” Azula revealed, letting the wind fly through her black hair as the sounds of the city filled her ears.

“The lights are so beautiful.” Katara whispered, “I grew up so far away from the city though. Guess I’m not used to the noise.”

“You’ll learn.” Azula promised, taking another few drinks, “Everyone learns to tune out the noise after you’ve lived in a city for a few months. So, what brought you all the way out here?”

“I wanted to act and I’m good at it. I landed a few smaller roles near my hometown but to actually do anything big I’d have to go into the city. So, I did and I got this role.” Katara pulled her legs up to her chest for a bit of extra warmth. True, it was beautiful up here but it was also freezing.

“Impressive. Took me a few TV appearances before people started approaching me for movies.” Azula admitted.

“So, what you’re saying is, I’m a better actress than you?” Katara asked, a large grin on her face.

“Now I didn’t say that.” Azula chuckled, “You’re decent. I’ll give you that, but you have a few more years before you’re at my level.”

“You think so? I think I’m already at your level.” Katara was close to Azula by this point, her face only two or so inches away. Azula was getting drunk but Katara was just having fun, “We’re in the same movie, aren’t we?”

“It’s not the same and you know it.”

“How is it not the same?” Katara asked.

“This is a step forward for you. For me it’s a step backwards.” That certainly caught Katara off guard, “No one wants to hire the a crazy actress and even when I get some roles there’s always a director or co-star who refuses to work with me because they don’t want my name attached to a project.” Not to mention the multiple comments she got from people who didn’t believe in therapy. When Azula went to visit her father in prison, after news broke that she was in therapy, he berated her for her entire visit and told her never to come back.

There was a reason why she had taken such a long time to get back into acting.

“My father, my supposed friends, my coworkers, they all threw me away.” She took the final two gulps of her beer then tossed it onto the street, “Not that I need them. I’m doing just fine. Got a role in a movie when everyone said I couldn’t, it’s from a respectable studio, my co-star is gorgeous, I have an audition tomorrow, I-“

“Wait. Go back one.” Katara said, “I’m gorgeous?”

Katara saying it again seemed to make Azula realize her slip up because her face quickly grew red and she turned away, “I didn’t mean that. I’m just a little drunk and-and I don’t even know what I’m saying. I’m just so-“

“I think you’re really beautiful too.” Katara said.

Azula turned back to face Katara, “Really? You’re not just saying that because I’m being a mess?”

Katara scooted herself closer to Azula until their hips were touching, “Really?” Much to Katara’s surprise, Azula leaned forward and their lips collided. Azula was even more surprised when Katara wrapped her arms around her and kissed her back.

#ask #anon #azula #katara #azutara #kazula #send me a number and a ship and I'll write for it

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strangedreamings · 8 months ago

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S3E1 (spoilers abound)

Already saw the first 5 minutes on Tudum. I'm firmly in the "Colin didn't see Penelope when he arrived, he was too busy looking at her house" camp. It's sweet that Pen as LW singles out the new debutantes and tries to prop them up.

I love that one of the debutantes is deaf, more diversity on this show is a good thing.

Ah, Francesca's been in Bath since the beginning of S2, thank you, Violet.

"If I can be at ease in the chaos of our home, surely I shall find my way in the Season." Truer words never spoken, Frannie.

Francesca's not the Diamond? WTAF?

Those fucking sheer gloves. I hate them SO MUCH. Long gloves were for modesty, making them sheer makes them pointless. Somebody fetch me the costume designer, I just want to talk.

So Eloise is already "friends" with Cressida and it looks like she is trying to protect Pen from her. We'll see how long this lasts.

Can we nominate Jessica Madsen now for the Emmy for Best Supporting Actress in a Drama Series? I always hate Cressida but if, as rumored, we're going to sympathize with her this season, then I'm sure Jessica will knock it out of the park.

I love that Violet and Kate are getting along so well. I'm also thrilled that Violet doesn't approve of Eloise being friends with Cressida.

"I will move into a dower house as soon as I find one." Oookay, 15 minutes into the first episode and we have our first error. Dower houses aren't something a dowager FINDS, it's a (relatively) smaller house on an estate that the family already HAS. What Violet is looking for is a TOWN house in London since the Bridgertons should already have a DOWER house at Aubrey Hall!

Shonda, please, hire me as a script doctor. I assure you I'm affordable.

Lady Danbury: "Lady Bridgerton." Violet and Kate: "Yes?" I love that and I'm sure Agatha did it deliberately, it's cute.

Colin, dearheart, what in the actual fuck are you doing? Flirting shamelessly is only going to get you in trouble.

Lady Cowper is a bitch but we already knew that. I wonder if she took as long as her daughter to find a husband.

Wow, Portia really has given up on Pen finding a husband. This is giving me "Like Water for Chocolate" vibes (I hated that movie, so it's not a compliment).

Error #2. Unless I'm wrong, this is Spring 1815. (According to Wikipedia, Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story had Princess Charlotte dying in November 1814, three years before her real-life counterpart.) Emma wasn't published until December 1815. Yeah, we're talking about only a few months and the book does match what El is going through, but still.

Great, another El & Pen fight. El, you can pretend all you like (and you're not even doing a good job) but you are MISERABLE without your best friend. Someone El respects needs to tell her off so that she'll finally grow the fuck up.

Benedict took care of the estate while Anthony and Kate were on their honeymoon? Um, Anthony, WHY DON'T YOU HAVE A STEWARD?! You know, a person you PAY to look after the estate for you instead of asking your brother to do it for free! It gave him something to do, which I'm sure was Anthony's intention, but still!

The Mondriches have just joined the nobility! Well, their eldest son has. Oh boy, Alice is not happy. I don't blame her -- her stress level just increased a hundredfold.

I need to do a @regencyama post about titles, specifically inheriting them. With the Featheringtons and now the Mondriches having a son inheriting from his mother's bloodline, I need to emphasize how rarely this happened in real life. Good on Shonda for including the concept but really, did it have to happen twice in the same episode?

NEWTON!!! Bestest boy ever!

I know that ballroom! Lady Danbury's ballroom either is or is inspired by the Marble Hall at Kedleston. I'd know those columns and the lines of black-and-white panels anywhere.

Pen, honey, your entrance would go better if you didn't look FUCKING TERRIFIED. Albion is a sweetheart, he's the best brother-in-law for Pen (well, on her side). Oh good, she's finally smiling. Portia! How can you think that's a bad color for her? Is she a little color blind? That would explain SO MUCH.

Suddenly get thirsty there, Colin? LOL He has no idea what's coming.

Some of the (presumably) eligible men are finally noticing Pen. How long before Colin steps in? Oh, Pen, you are so awkward around people you don't know well, glad to see that hasn't changed (yet).

El and Cressida talking to some of the new debutantes while Pen is still being awkward with the men. Forget flirting lessons, she doesn't even know how to just talk to men. And El, lowkey making fun of Miss Hartigan for liking embroidery. Grow up, El. At least this girl is true to herself, unlike someone I could name.

Fife is giving off the CREEPIEST vibes as he talks to poor Frannie. What do you bring to the table, good sir? A title? Look around -- titles are a dime a dozen. Surely you can do better than that.

That's what sets Fran off? This scene was one the clips that Netflix released early. I assume the gentlemen had said something offensive but they simply asked her who she is beyond her hobbies. Well, she has been doing nothing but practicing the pianoforte for what, two years now? Maybe she feels there really isn't much to her than that. Well, she's what, 17 now? She's got plenty of time to find herself.

I love how sympathetic and sweet Pen and Frannie are to each other. They're like sisters already.

Cressida with a steel chair! Seriously, there would be a small room off the ballroom reserved just for mending dresses -- tears happened all the time, as well as melted wax dripping from the candles in the chandeliers, spills, etc. But back to Cressida -- she must think very lowly of herself if she truly cannot abide any competition at all.

Too little, too fucking late, El. Choke on your apology, it's neither needed nor wanted. (I love El but haven't liked her for a long time, if that makes sense.)

Another scene Netflix gave us early -- Pen confronting Colin about what he said about her the end of S2. She was already having a bad night and Colin being all smiles was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Uh oh, Pen's writing a new LW column without even getting changed first. Honey, you're writing this in anger, you're probably going to regret at least half of it.

Portia's sweating now with that phony document about the title being questioned. Oh, this guy is threatening her, in that so very English way.

Ooo, are we finally seeing the real Cressida?

A whispering bench! Sorry, I have the tiniest landscaping nerd inside me.

Looks like Kanthony will have a three-month-old with them the beginning of the next Season.

Colin comes the morning after to apologize. Good boy. Still clueless, but good boy.

The Mondriches at their new house and their eldest boy is addressed as Lord Kent. I'm horrible at guessing children's ages but I think this kid is a preteen at most and his life just changed forever.

I will say the portrait of Edmund and Violet is very good. (I assume it's an actual painting and not a photo that has undergone Photoshop or whatever.) Have the writers made Francesca aro? Or at least demisexual? It'll be interesting to see where this goes.

I fucking told you you'd regret that column, Pen. The funny part is that she's not wrong about Colin, but she's certainly not nice about it.

Colin, for fuck's sake, MARINA AND ELOISE RUINED THEMSELVES! If LW hadn't said anything, things actually would have gone a lot worse for Marina, El, your whole family, and especially you, so shut the fuck up.

Four whole minutes of end credits, seriously?

Well, that was certainly an interesting start to both the Season and the season.

#bridgerton #bridgerton spoilers #bridgerton s3 spoilers #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #eloise bridgerton #cressida cowper #francesca bridgerton #kanthony #polin

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Exclusive: Former Formula One Champion Daniel Ricciardo Releases New Autobiography, Exclusive Excerpts Inside

The Perth News, July 2035

One of the things I’ve been asked is why it took me so long to make my relationship with Em public. If I’m really honest I had more than one reason.

I’m the one who chose this. I’m the one who decided to go into racing, to pursue F1. I made that choice but my loved ones didn’t, and in this case Em definitely didn’t. When we met she had no idea who I was. All she knew was I worked with her neighbour in motorsport and travelled a lot. Even when she found out she chose to stay. She likes me for me and not for my job. It was never fair to make her have to choose between our relationship and her reputation.

More than once I woke up to watch her sleep, wondering what the hell she was doing staying by my side when everyone was throwing rocks at her for being there. But like Taylor wrote, people throw rocks at things that shine and nobody shines as brightly as she does. I always knew that, but some people didn’t and they decided to throw even more at her.

And then we started working together. Making that jump from our relationship to adding working with each other was huge, but the main reason we did it was she was already working with us without realizing it. Before she started she did freelance stuff, and when she had spare time between clients she helped Blake, and then she helped Michael. We were talking about how ridiculous F1 merch was at the time for fans and she had the glorious idea of making Ric3. Then we realized we couldn’t survive a day if she wasn’t there.

How do you explain to people that the woman you love is a genius? How do you explain to the world that she’s the reason your life became not only better, but easier? How do you explain and make strangers understand this beautiful woman is not what ridiculous rumors made her look like? That the reputation they invented for her was just that, a ridiculous baseless invention?

We knew we were in love. But we also knew that some people would think that she was the gold digger sleeping with her boss, or that I was abusing my power. That’s one of the reasons why everything to do with her work went through Blake. He was officially her boss, but really she was in charge. We always joked saying she’s our tiny boss because she really is. She told us where to go and what to do. And the reason we made all of these decisions was because I didn’t want to subject her to the media and paddock gossip. People make jokes about how small the paddock is and how much everyone know. It’s a rotating cast of 1,300 people who live together for half the year. Everyone knows everything and the partners of the drivers on the grid are the best gossip material there is and I didn’t want her to be part of that material.

Em has told me time and time again that it wasn’t our fault that we fell for each other from that very first night we met. She told me she could take whatever happened, and she did and she could, but she didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve any of the things people said about her. It was my job to protect her and our relationship and the best way I knew at the time was to keep our love to ourselves, even when we wanted to yell it from the rooftops. Our friends all knew. A lot of people across teams I’d worked with knew. But we wanted something for ourselves. We desperately needed it.

One of the biggest issues was that when we made the decision to tell people about us that option was taken away from us. It sounds silly but we never got to do the cute social media hard launch - and Emmy had chosen photos - we never got to say it ourselves first. I never got to tell the world “look at this woman who I’ve loved for four years and I feel ok and safe telling you all now.”.

I still remember that day like some kind of sad movie. In a year that was tough on so many levels, it stands out as one of the worst days. It was already hard for Em to go to the paddock. We’d gone through some personal things and she had to miss some races so the gossip machine was yelling all sorts of untrue lies. Coming back was difficult for her.

We had to work out a media plan, and the four of us decided to go our separate ways as soon as we got to the paddock. I went first with Michael, trying to keep the cameras on me. That way when she came in with Blake ten minutes later they could be ignored, it’d just look like two people with paddock passes coming in for the Thursday events. Once we got in it was straight to my drivers room and we could control it from there. Em would do the social media post from her account, when I inevitably got the question about how I was feeling about the race I’d answer “good, I’ve got my whole team around me again so things are great”, we could keep this to our schedule. The start of the plan worked. For some miraculous reason nobody bothered Emma so it was a win. At least, we thought so.

One of the things I hate to see the most is tears in my wife’s eyes. I’ve seen her cry with happiness nine times in my life, every other time she’s cried I’ve just wanted to fix things. And that day the tears were some of the worst she’d cried, and I couldn’t fix any of it. I came out of an engineering briefing to Blake pulling me into a corner to tell me “someone got a photo of you and Ems kissing goodbye this morning. It’s gone viral.”. It was such a hard pill to swallow, and I’m not exaggerating when I tell you my vision turned red and I sprinted across from hospitality to my drivers room where Em was sobbing her eyes out at comments being made about her. All I remember is my girlfriend, the woman I love more than anything in the world, sobbing in my arms because her chance to try control things and let it happen at her own speed was gone.

She knew people were wondering where she was and if she’d appear. Gossip sites online reported alleged sightings of her and that pressure was hard enough. But a photo of what we thought was our last private moment before willingly telling the world being put on social media without being asked? It hurt. It was supposed to be us and our best friends in an empty car park.It was supposed to be one last kiss with my girl while I was still just her Danny and before she had to share me with the world and act like I was just DannyRic. We know people always take pictures outside the paddock, we learn to live with it in some kind of way. It comes with the recognition or whatever you wanna call it. Its part of the job. But nobody was supposed to be taking pictures in that place that morning, especially not a photographer that should only work inside the paddock.

I felt like I failed her. Four years of protecting our privacy and trying to protect her and at the very last moment someone stole that away from us. All I could say was that I loved her but if she wanted to walk away I didn’t blame her, I’d book her flight myself. And then Emmy just looked at me and told me that nobody could get rid of her that easily.

When I tell you she’s incredibly brave and simply badass I’m not joking. There’s a reason some of the younger drivers called her Mama Badger. She was crying in the only place in the paddock where we got any privacy, but then she dried her eyes and covered up the signs she’d been crying, getting me to make sure she looked ok. And then the woman I had known for so long I was going to marry took a deep breath and held my hand to walk into the McLaren garage with her head held high. I could never forget it.

Emmy did it because she knew I needed her, and in the years since I still don’t have the words to thank her enough. I don’t know if I ever will. But the one thing I could do that day was try to control the only piece of the narrative that we had left, so after she gave the ok for me to give a little bit of information I went and did that interview with one of the few journalists we could consider a friend.

#daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel ricciardo oneshot #f1 imagine #f1 oneshot #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 oneshot #formula one fanfic #formula one imagine #ciwyw media #call it what you want fic

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Tropes Draft #1: Apocalypse

Hi there! My friends @nakedmonkey, @smashingmagicklovely, @fat-fem-and-asian, and @harrietdyker played a game on Discord this week where we drafted a cast for a film based on common tropes in an apocalypse story, and now we're looking to settle a winner via poll! See short synopses of each movie under cut, but, of course, you're welcome just to vote based on vibes alone! At the end of the week, we'll reveal whose film was which.

[01.] sarah snook and ayo edebiri star in indie zombie drama ALL OF THE MEN ARE DEAD. snook plays alice, a world weary survivor trying to locate her younger sibling lachlan (liv hewson), who vanished after a fight. she rescues lost survivors brianna (ayo edebiri) and her younger sister lily (violet mcgraw), along with their dog tiger (DITTO THE DOG ! #1 on the call sheet) from a horde of zombies. In return, brianna says that she met lachlan a few weeks ago and directed them to the safe zone her mother zoya (sheryl lee ralph) leads before getting separated. she offers alice the same safety if they find their way back. despite her growing fondness for lily, alice can't shake a feeling of unease with her new companions. how does brianna know these lands so well? how did lily know alice's name? why did they leave the safe zone at all?

[02.] At Rainbow House, everyone is welcome and treated like family. At least, that’s what Eleanor Glass (Academy Award nominee Sigourney Weaver) and her wife Marcia (Academy Award winner Allison Janney) intended when they opened their LGBTQ youth center, which is under existential threat by the ominous corporation CTOA, headed by Maxwell Price (Academy Award nominee Colman Domingo). Now, in the aftermath of a nuclear apocalypse, Eleanor and Marcia have made efforts to turn the center into a safe house for all those who lost everything. Alongside longtime program director Charlie (Academy Award winner Ian McKellen) and Eleanor’s street-smart protege Sunny (Emmy winner Zendaya), they work tirelessly to protect everyone - even as CTOA continues its efforts to dismantle the organization. But when Price and his daughter Ashlyn (Emmy nominee Jenna Ortega) show up seeking shelter, Eleanor and Marcia must choose between their commitment to welcoming everyone as equals and their fight with Maxwell Price. Sunny’s secret relationship with Ashlyn complicates matters further, not to mention the possibility that CTOA had more to do with this nuclear fallout than anyone could have expected. Nominated for 4 Academy Awards including Best Original Screenplay and Best Actress (Weaver), Everyone’s Inn is a bold tale about love, found family, and the secrets we keep.

[03.] The Letum Project: In a near distant future, the lethal Letum Virus that targets both the developmental and nervous systems simultaneously is turning victims into distorted, violent walking corpses, and is running rampant, dismantling societal infrastructures at a rapid pace and wreaking havoc on a global scale. A team of elite medical professionals, spearheaded by Dr. Freya Wright (Olivia Colman) and partner Dr. August Beck (Mads Mikkelsen), has been working tirelessly in an underground facility to find a cure for the past 10 months, but an unexpected death in the team brings into question what the motivation behind the project really is. Propelled by the mysterious and tragic death of her wife and fellow researcher, Allison Harris (Rebecca Hall), and the unexplained disappearance of friend and mentor, Dr. Amelia Bailey (Harriet Walker), Dr. Greta Harris (Dagmara Dominczyk) embarks on a rogue quest to find answers along with colleague and famed vascular neurologist, Gabrielle Gomez (Gina Torres). What they find above ground is a nightmarish scene; entire towns of infected people left to rot in now fenced zones, while survivors now live off of rationed food and essentials in a highly militarized state, the rich prioritized over the poor. But those aren’t the only truths Greta is forced to face. Allison and Gabrielle had been working alongside Amelia on a project they had kept from the rest of the team; a potential cure that might have been successful had Allison not found herself suddenly infected. Betrayed by the revelation, and now finding themselves hunted by Dr. Wright and Dr. Beck, Greta is left to wonder if there’s anyone left to trust. Aided only by sporadic morse code messages received through an old radio left to them by an anonymous source shortly before their escape from the facility, Greta and Gabrielle embark on a dangerous quest to find out.

[04.] Gödshead: A deadly virus has ravaged North America, leaving only sparse pockets of healthy populations behind in its wake: small towns and even smaller villages, family compounds, isolated homesteads surrounded by barbed wire fences. For years, former real estate agent Parker Kingston (Tawny Cypress) lived in such a protected home with her two daughters, the responsible Audrey (Jasmin Savoy-Brown) and the younger, far more rebellious Ryan (Amandla Stenberg), but the start of the film finds both Parker and Ryan reeling after a raider attack results in Audrey’s death and the sudden loss of their home. Grief-stricken, wounded, and utterly undone, mother and daughter must carry on anyway, taking sanctuary in a heavily walled village called Gödshead. Though their personal relationship is tumultuous, both Kingston women settle into something of a routine in the quaint village as they get to know its colorful denizens. They share a house with Dr. Hutchings (Paul Giamatti), a cantankerous but well-meaning history professor; Parker forges an intimate bond with Marnie Thompson (Samantha Sloyan), a kind if strangely fragile teacher who takes care of the village’s children while their parents work. They also get to know Mayor Willa Thompson (Frances McDormand), Marnie’s mother, whose stern but fair hand has ensured the village’s continued prosperity. But what exactly is the price of prosperity in an apocalypse? Parker and Ryan soon discover that there’s more to the village that lies beneath its seemingly peaceful surface—indeed that the trade-off for peace is a sacrifice that all citizens of Gödshead must be prepared to make. Winters are brutal in the mountains, and meat is scarce; there’s a lottery every winter in Gödshead, and everyone has a number.

[05.] The Sick: The zombie apocalypse did not end the world as we know it. Nobody knows how the infection works, who can pass it on and why, and what, exactly, it does to a person: they just know who is sick. They just know who to kill. When Claire (Romola Garai), an exhausted local news reporter, is assigned to report on Refuge, an organisation fighting to protect the hunted sick, she finds out her best friend, the good-hearted Raul (Diego Luna), has been a part of the organisation for months now, but she does not get to confront him about it before he strangely dies. Claire takes it upon herself to get his latest case, the young and funny Layla (Hunter Schafer) to safety in his honor. With the help of Raul’s boss, the eccentric Eddie (Ncuti Gatwa), they go on a cross-country journey towards the shelter built by Refuge. But on their way, Claire’s investigative tendencies can’t let go of the feeling that Eddie is hiding something, and Layla is getting sicker, worried for her companions’ safety around her. It’s a rest-stop encounter with Harper (Harriet Dyer) that gives Claire her answers and Layla the opportunity to protect her friends: a former colleague of Eddie, left to die by Eddie after getting infected, Harper, now part of a resistance organisation fighting for liberation of the sick, is out for revenge, but revenge is not as clear-cut a thing as people think. She tries to convince Layla to abandon Claire and Eddie’s shelter idea and join her, because Eddie can’t be trusted and Claire is too naive. And if Claire was not conflicted enough about the discovery, Raul’s cousin, the mysterious Mateo (Vico Ortiz), who blames Eddie for Raul’s death, is working with Harper, and tries to convince Claire to join the revolution, too, so she won’t die in it.

#maggie blogs #we had so much fun playing sdjfhkf

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tremendouskoalachild · 5 months ago

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Isabela Merced talked about tlou in a recent interview promoting her new movie, so i transcribed that part

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Correct me if I’m wrong – are you in the middle of The Last of Us right now? Are you basically taking a break for press?

We are on the tail end of it, I think we're about to be done soon. I already saw the teaser, Craig Mazin showed it to me. It was phenomenal, and I’m really excited for the world to see it.

I got a chance to do the podcast with Craig after last season. I know you must now be an amazing fan, that guy's a genius. He's amazing and such a sweet guy. Did you go hard after this one? Were you a fan of the game?

Yeah, yeah. I never played the first one, I probably will after this. But the second one I played, and I loved it. And it was really cool to see how the sets look exactly the same. It's so neat. Every day on set is challenging, I will say. It's a show about fungus. So it's not glamorous by any means, and it's hard topics and conversations. Fear is one of the main emotions that we experience throughout. And I'm really proud of Bella. I think if I were to close this out, if this was the last interview I did about The Last of Us before he wrapped, I would say, you know, I really hope Bella gets their flowers. They're working really, really hard, physically and emotionally, mentally. One thing I've learned throughout this is like, wow, you can really admire people who are younger than you. You can really look up to them, absolutely.

Yeah, no, Bella is a special one. I also spoke to them after the first season and just the intense scrutiny too and, you know, there's toxicity out there. The stuff that you guys have to deal with, it's crazy. Just let the great actors act, and Bella is a great one.

Well, what confuses me is the showrunner and the creator of the video game, they work together to make this. So if you like what the guy made and he's making more of it, why are you mad? I don't know, I'm too opinionated to be on twitter. Like, I really need off, because I see this stuff, and it makes me just want to go Cardi B on them, you know what I mean?

I'm worried about your buddy Kaitlyn, Kaitlyn Dever, one of the great actors of our time. Abby – no spoilers – does some things that people don't necessarily approve of. Kaitlyn’s going to get some hate through proxy of just being Abby.

There's so many strange people in this world. There are people that actually, genuinely, hate Abby, who is not a real person. Just a reminder – not a real person. And so, you know, Kaitlyn had to be extra-secured by security when it came to the filming of this. Kaitlyn is such a cool person who just does not get phased by things, really has her head in the right place, and also is going through a lot right now, personally.

I know she lost her mom, yeah.

Yeah, it's devastating to see. But also, give her the damn Emmy, honestly. I’m so excited for people to see how incredibly well Bella and Kaitlyn did on this.

And obviously the relationship between Ellie and Dina is important. I assume you guys screen tested as well, you and Bella?

Oh, no actually. Craig and Neil came to me for a “generic meeting”, as they say. And I was like, okay. Then they kind of mentioned the show and how there's a character there that maybe… and I thought oh, even if the meeting goes well, I'll still have to audition and I'll do my research and whatever. And I guess they decided there and then that they wanted me. So that's wild. I don't even think I believe in myself that much. So I'm like, okay, sure, I'll accept it.

Is there something that you've shot that you're most excited for fans to see? I know we have a long way to go before we see it, but something that you took part in that you can't wait for the fandom to see?

I think it's the romance for me. I think it's the romance between the two of us that really brings a tear to my eye. I have a whole playlist for Dina and Ellie. It's beautiful, there's this one song that we would play on set, that I would play on set and that Bella really loved, by Adrianne Lenker, that really set the tone for us. It's beautiful. I think they did a really good job.

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smkkbert · 1 year ago

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Time for a story - Uprising

Felicity was sure that, when she had been a child, she had been dreaming of living in a castle. She hadn’t really dreamed of being a princess – or maybe she had and just couldn’t remember – but she had dreamed of living in a castle. When you grew up in a small apartment that was located over a casino in Las Vegas, you sometimes had to dream yourself away to some fairylike place like a castle.

Since she and Oliver had moved into their house, there hadn’t been a single day that she had dreamed of living in a castle though. Their house had been her castle. It hadn’t had turrets or battlements, but it had been just as precious to her. She had seen herself living there, raising their kids and growing old. She had never wanted to live anywhere else. Well, maybe Bali, but that was something entirely different.

When two arms slid around her waist from behind, Felicity leaned back with a sigh. Oliver’s body was warm and chased away some of the cold October had brought with it. He leaned his cheek against hers and swayed her from side to side slightly.

“We’ll get used to it.”

The tone of his voice told Felicity that he wasn’t entirely convinced yet. For him, she knew, it had to be even weirder to move back into the mansion. As different as the building looked with all the changes that had been made, it was still a rebuild of his childhood home. It was everything he hadn’t wanted for their children.

Felicity shook her head, turned around in Oliver’s arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. Straightening up onto the tips of her toes, she brought her lips as close to his as possible.

“It doesn’t matter what house we live in,” she told him with soft voice, “because we are all together. We will make this home just by all being there together.”

Oliver leaned his forehead against Felicity’s for a moment before he brushed a soft kiss against her lips. When he pulled back, he turned his head. Felicity let her gaze follow the direction of his eyes. Without talking, they both just enjoyed what their sight for a bit.

Tommy, Millie and Addie were playing with the colorful leaves, throwing hands of them at each other. Hawk was standing by and barking, obviously not sure if it was a game that he wanted to take part in or a fight that he wanted to end. Next to him was Mia, one hand clawed into his fur to keep herself steady on her wobbly legs. She knew exactly that she wanted to join in as her giggles proved.

Felicity had always known that she was lucky with her family, but moments like these proved it all the more. Her children had lost their home too, but they just adjusted to the new situation. They were already making new memories here.

“I think we will be fine,” Felicity said with a sigh, snuggling her cheek against Oliver’s even more, “we really will be.”

Oliver turned his head just enough to place a chaste kiss against the edge of her jaw. Felicity leaned back against Oliver fully and closed her eyes for a moment. She let her words take hold of her heart until she felt the truth of them in every fiber of it.

“We should go inside and-“

“No.” Felicity shook her head, “we should stay right here. We can still go inside in an hour. As long as the kids are happy and having fun here, we should stay here too.”

Oliver hummed. “You’re right. We should stay right here like this. All of us together.”

All of them together, Felicity thought, was really their favorite way of spending time. Once they would go inside, Raisa would have prepared a cozy dinner for them and after that they would all cuddle up to each other and watch a movie. That was how Felicity wanted to spend their first night together in their new home and-

Opening her eyes, Felicity frowned.

“What?” Oliver asked immediately, his muscles tensing as he had surely felt Felicity’s irritation. “What’s wrong?”

“Where’s Emmy?”

Oliver loosened his arms around Felicity, so he could look a closer look around. Felicity did the same.

She wasn’t really worried because she knew that Emmy had come into the front garden with them, and she had definitely seen them before the gate had locked fully. If she had left the property or someone else had, her alarm system would have signaled it to her.

Hence, it didn’t take long for her to find Emmy. She was sitting on the steps in front of the house, one of her schoolbooks on her legs and chewing on the end of her pen, a red pen.

“If that doesn’t wake good memories.”

Felicity flashed Oliver a smile. Of course she remembered their first meeting as well. She would never forget that she had been chewing on her pen when Oliver had showed up at her office. She wouldn’t have remembered that the pen had been red, but of course he had remembered a detail like that and reminded her on their first date.

“Why don’t you end… or join that little fight of these,” Felicity suggested, gesturing towards where Tommy, Millie, Addie and Mia were, “while I will go and check on Emmy.”

“Alright.” Oliver kissed her cheek. “I am sure that I will have more fun though.”

Felicity chuckled, squeezed his forearm once more and left to go to Emmy. Doing so, she heard Oliver mixing with the kids and joining into their little fight. When she shot a quick look back over her shoulder, she saw that he had lifted Mia in his arms and was kicking leaves around. He was already making new memories.

When Felicity had almost approached Emmy, she lifted her gaze and rolled her eyes slightly.

“Wow,” Felicity said, “that’s a reaction seeing me.”

Emmy chuckled. “It’s not because of you.”

“That’s comforting.” Felicity sat down next to Emmy and bumped her shoulder against hers playfully. “What are you doing here? Missing home?”

“No.” Emmy shook her head, but soon stopped. “Maybe a little. But this is our home now. We will like it.”

Felicity smiled about Emmy’s positivity. She knew she was lucky that the kids were taking their move so lightly. She would understand if they would rather like to live in their old neighborhood, surrounded by the families and friends they had gotten to know there. They were trying to make the best out of this situation as everyone else was though.

“So what are you doing here alone?” Felicity asked.

“Homework.”

Felicity raised an eyebrow. “Homework? Weren’t you supposed to do that yesterday?”

Emmy sighed as dramatically as only a child could. “I forgot it, Mom.”

With everything that had been going on in their lives, Felicity decided that a forgotten homework was really nothing to worry about and nothing to ruin these first hours in their new home.

“So, what homework did you forget?” Felicity asked. “Mathematics?”

“Nope.”

Felicity grumbled. It would have been too easy if it had been Math. She could have easily solved the homework right here in a couple of minutes.

“So, what subject is it?”

“It’s ethics.” Emmy held out her worksheet for Felicity. “Because of the new vigilante laws, we are talking about vigilantes and heroes now.”

Felicity smiled about Emmy’s excitement, skimmed the worksheet.

1) Who is your favorite hero? – My dad

“I’ll try not taking it too personally,” Felicity mumbled to herself, shot Emmy a brief glance and winked at her.

2) Why do you consider this person a hero? – He always does what’s right, and he risks his life to catch criminals although he could be killed and almost went to prison.

Emmy’s choice probably wouldn’t surprise anyone.

3) Is there anything your hero is afraid of? – My mom.

Felicity was skimming the worksheet so quickly that she almost missed this little gem. Reading it now, she pressed her lips together and did her best not to laugh out loud.

“You know, Sweetie,” she said, keeping her voice calm, “you should show this worksheet to daddy. I think he has a few good ideas for question four to seven.”

Emmy didn’t question her mother’s suggestion. She took the worksheet and quickly walked over to Oliver, who interrupted the game immediately and read the worksheet. Felicity could pinpoint the exact moment that he read Emmy’s answer to question three. Pushing his tongue against the inside of his cheek, he lifted his gaze. His eyes locked with Felicity’s, and she could see his amusement as well as his pretended shock.

“Mom said you could help with the rest of the questions,” Emmy said, and Oliver turned his attention towards her, “so can you please help?”

Staying where she was, Felicity watched Oliver and Emmy continuing to complete the worksheet. Emmy didn’t really need Oliver’s help though. She rejected half of his ideas, probably because those were ideas of a grown-up rather than a ten-year-old. Still, it was nice to watch their back-and-forth.

When the sun came out, Felicity closed her eyes and held her face into the sun, feeling her skin warming immediately. She loved a golden fall when all the leaves changed their colors and the sun was out and everything just looked golden.

Besides, in the middle of October you could already think about Hanukkah and Christmas. That was something Felicity was very much looking forward to. She loved that time of the year. It meant lightning candles and cuddling under a blanket while you were drinking hot chocolate and watching a movie.

An alarm on her phone interrupted Felicity’s thoughts of those cozy nights. She pulled her phone out from the back pocket of her jeans and frowned when she saw that her security system notified her of an unknown visitor. Within seconds, her system ran a facial search on the man and gave her some basic information about him. At the same time, the security guards notified her that a visitor wanted to talk to them.

“What’s going on?” Oliver asked, standing next to her now with a worried frown.

“We have a visitor,” Felicity said, cocking her head, “Mr. Martin Jacobson from the local animal shelter.”

Oliver perked up an eyebrow, but Felicity just shrugged her shoulders. She got up, grabbed his hand and pulled him with her towards the gates. Instead of asking themselves, she knew they should just ask Mr. Jacobson himself what they could do for him.

“Our first visitor here,” Felicity said, leaning her head against Oliver’s shoulder with a smile, “it’s almost a little exciting.”

Oliver kissed the top of her head. “For my part, I would just like to go back to spending time with our kids and make ourselves feel at home.”

“We will,” Felicity told him, squeezing his hand, “just give it a couple of minutes.”

When they reached the gate, Charlie, one of the security guards told them, “Mr. Jacobson is here with one of the dogs. He would like to talk to you.”

“Let him come in,” Oliver suggested.

Charlie opened the gate where one of his colleagues was waiting with Mr. Jacobson. The tall, haggard-looking man seemed to be nervous as he stepped through the gate and onto the property. He looked at the building, sucked in a deep breath and gulped heavily. When he turned to Oliver and Felicity, he did his best to smile, but it looked insecure and forced. He had a dog with him, a blue American Staffordshire Terrier with white paws and a white spot on the chest. The young dog waggled its tail and looked at the people surrounding it curiously.

“Mr. Mayor, Mrs. Queen, I am very sorry to interrupt. I am sure that you are busy with the…” He looked up the driveway and frowned slightly. “…the move.”

Felicity linked her arm with Oliver’s and leaned against him when she smiled at Mr. Jacobson and replied, “We made sure to have everything here before we moved in. With six kids, it’s just a lot easier that way.”

Mr. Jacobson smiled at that. “I can imagine.”

He let his eyes wander over the façade of the house, the wide lawns and the kids that had stopped playing with the leaves. Instead, they were throwing a ball to one another. Hawk followed the ball without showing any efforts to take it from the kids. Mia, who was sitting on Tommy’s feet, clapped her hands excitedly and squealed in delight.

When Felicity looked back at Mr. Jacobson, he was still looking at the kids. Although she doubted that there was any danger coming from him, she cocked her head and frowned slightly.

“Can we help you in some way?”

Looking back at them, Mr. Jacobson released a long breath. He tried to smile, but it looked nervous.

“I am not sure you can although I hope you- Yumi.”

He said the last word with soft voice, but it still sounded like a warning. It took Felicity a split second to realize that he was talking to the dog. Yumi had apparently caught sight of Hawk. She had lowered her head to the ground and was pushing her butt up in the air, waggling her tail. She was obviously in the mood to play. Judging from Hawk’s excited posture, so was he.

When Yumi suddenly jumped forward, the leash tensing, Mr. Jacobson had to take a large step to not stumble forward.

“Yumi!”

Yumi looked at him, whined and sat down. It wasn’t easy for her though. Her muscles were tense, ready to jump whenever she was given the go. Her head turned back and forth between Hawk and her handler.

“She looks friendly,” Oliver said, “is she?”

“Absolutely. She loves dogs and people. Cats are her weakness, but she can still be called back when she sees them.”

“Then just let her off leash,” Felicity suggested, shrugging her shoulders, “Hawk loves dogs too, and he is obviously in the mood for a game. And the kids know how to act around dogs they don’t know too.”

Mr. Jacobson seemed relieved at that although Felicity doubted that he would have trouble holding Yumi. He might look haggard, but something told Felicity that he was stronger than he looked.

He unleashed the young dog, who looked at him excitedly, but only ran when he gave his “Go”. Immediately, Yumi sprinted to Hawk, and the two dogs started their little game of chasing each other.

“They seem to like each other,” Oliver said, putting an arm around Felicity’s shoulders, “so it looks like Hawk is the first one who has made new friend in the neighborhood.”

“True.” Felicity squeezed Oliver’s hand before she turned towards Mr. Jacobson. “Yumi seems like a very good girl. If we can help in finding her a family, we would-“

“That’s… the thing.” Mr. Jacobson hunched his shoulders and pushed his hands into the pockets of his pants. “I was wondering if you could take her into your family.”

Felicity perked up her eyebrows, shot Oliver a brief glance and discovered that he did the same. Apparently, neither of them had seen that coming. Before they could ask about it, Mr. Jacobson already explained the situation.

“Yumi has been abandoned by her owners. They just knotted her leash to the fence of our shelter a couple of weeks ago. We found Yumi there and discovered that she is a very gentle girl, always eager to please.”

“It should be easy to find a family for her then,” Oliver said, frowning, “wouldn’t it?”

“You would think so, yes.” Mr. Jacobson sighed. “Unfortunately, most people buy puppies from breeders nowadays and a lot of people shy away from dogs with unknown history in particular. Our shelter is full, and we were ordered to euthanize some dogs. Yumi was on the list because we have too many dogs of her breed in the shelter, and apparently the district office thinks that Staffordshire Terrier are not family-friendly. Some of them aren’t, I have to admit, but it’s only because they weren’t trained to be.”

Felicity got that. You could train most dogs in different directions. You could turn the nicest dog into a terrible thing if you wanted to. It was a shame, Felicity though, looking at Yumi, who was now carefully sniffling the kids, who were standing still, just like they had learned.

“I understand that the situation is difficult,” Felicity said, looking back at Mr. Jacobson again, “but I am not sure that we can help you. I mean-“

“I know it’s a lot to ask,” he said in a hurry, “but I know that you have a great family, and I know that Hawk is very much appreciated all over Starling City. If you adopted Yumi, you wouldn’t only give her a chance. All of our dogs at the shelter would have a better chance at being adopted. Starling follows your leading. If you adopt a dog from the shelter, so will a lot of others.”

Felicity didn’t know what to say about that. Of course she understood what he said, and she knew that he was right. It would be a good thing to do, the right and honorable thing to do, but could they honestly do that? Felicity doubted it.

“I-“

“I think we need some time to think about it,” Oliver hurried to say before Felicity could say anything, “so maybe we could just spend the day with Yumi and see where things are going.”

Mr. Jacobson smiled like they had already agreed to adopt her and nodded his head eagerly. He pointed his thumb back over his shoulder at the gate.

“I will… leave my number with these nice guys out there, so you can call me anytime if there is something wrong. I will come back tomorrow, so you can tell me what you have decided.”

Before they could change their mind of even say their goodbyes, Mr. Jacobson had already left. Felicity could hear him informing Charlie about his phone number, so Charlie could note it down.

Felicity turned to Oliver, cocking her head at him. He just looked back at her. Even when she intensified the expression in her eyes, he just shrugged his shoulders innocently.

“Oliver,” she said with a whine, dropped her head against his chest and chuckled lightly, “what are you doing?”

When she angled her head back to look at him again, he smiled innocently.

“Extending our family?”

“You do realize that we have six kids already, most of them pre teenage?”

Oliver nodded.

“And a dog of round about 100 pound?”

Again, Oliver nodded.

“As well as demanding daytime jobs and an even more demanding mission to keep this city safe which has recently taken new turns, so we need to find a new footing with it and the rest of our lives?”

Oliver puckered his lips. If he was feeling guilty for even considering Mr. Jacobson’s idea, he was doing a good job hiding it.

Grabbing her shoulders, Oliver turned her around and pulled her against him. While she was leaning back against him, Oliver rested his chin on her shoulder. Looking in the same direction, they observed how Yumi had rolled herself on her back and was letting the kids tickle her tummy now.

“I know it’s sweet,” Felicity said, “but are we sure it’s fair to Raisa or the rest of the family to take in someone new? We would all have one more soul to take care of.”

“True.” Oliver sighed. “But don’t you think it’s a sign? Mr. Jacobson showing up here on our first day with a dog named Yumi? You know, Yumi-“

“-means bow in Japanese, I know.” Felicity rolled her eyes. “I am married to an archer.”

Oliver gasped dramatically. “Am I supposed to be jealous?”

“Absolutely.”

They both chuckled quietly before Oliver put his hands to Felicity’s shoulders and turned her around to him once more. He kept his eyes on her shoulders when he looked at her intently.

“Look, we don’t have to do this.” He smiled softly. “I think it would be nice, but if you have second thoughts, we will call Mr. Jacobson and tell him that we don’t think we are the right family for Yumi.”

Felicity could see in Oliver’s eyes that he meant it. If she said that she didn’t think this was a good idea, they would call Mr. Jacobson and Yumi would go back to the animal shelter. To be euthanized if they didn’t find someone else to take her in.

Once more, Felicity looked at Yumi. Apparently, she was now learning to shake hands since Millie was repeatedly telling her to shake hands, grabbing her paw and shaking it. It took a couple of tries before Yumi just lifted her paw on her own and let Millie shake it. She seemed to be a quick learner.

Taking Yumi in would be great for the kids that was for sure. They loved Hawk and they already loved Yumi. Felicity could easily see that.

In some way, Yumi wouldn’t even make so much more work. They already had Hawk, who needed to be walked every day, so taking two dogs wasn’t much of a difference. Yumi also seemed to be very eager to please everyone she met, just like Mr. Jacobson had said she would.

Felicity leaned against Oliver’s body once more.

“Let’s try it.”

Oliver perked up his eyebrows. “Really?”

Turning her head back to lock her eyes on Oliver’s face, Felicity nodded her head.

“We had so many changes in our lives, what’s one more, right?” She chuckled quietly. “So we will try this for a week and see if it works. It if does, we will adopt her. If it doesn’t, we will find someone who will.”

Oliver nodded, but he shot a brief look past her at the kids and the dogs. He puckered his lips and scrunched his nose slightly before he focused his gaze back on her.

“You do know that the children will have fallen in love with her within a week, right? We would break their hearts if we take her away after a week.”

“I know.” Felicity wrapped her arms around Oliver’s waist and rested her cheek against his chest. “Let’s pretend that we are taking a well-considered choice here.”

With a chuckle, Oliver wrapped his arms around Felicity’s shoulders and kissed her head.

Their family had overcome a lot of troubles in these past weeks. It was only fair that they helped a soul in need to rise from their ashes too. It was just that simple.

New beginnings everywhere, Felicity thought with a smile and closed her eyes to just enjoy the prickling feeling of the sun on her face.

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