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Trevor McDonald
#suitdaddy#suiteddaddy#suit and tie#men in suits#suited daddy#suited grandpa#suitedman#suit daddy#daddy#silverfox#suitfetish#buisness suit#suited men#suitedmen#suited man#british man#british men#Trevor McDonald
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Everyone Goes to the Toilet!
#spitting image#song#holiday#toilet#george hw bush#pope john paul ii#bob geldof#luciano pavarotti#boris yeltsin#esther rantzen#neil kinnock#norman schwarzkopf#saddam hussein#john major#margaret thatcher#denis healey#graham gooch#dot cotton#arnold schwarzenegger#the terminator#ian paisley#mary whitehouse#trevor mcdonald#david attenborough#clive james#felicity kendal#david coleman#stevie wonder#oprah winfrey#queen elizabeth ii
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Trevor McDonald takes 72. Last worn by Luis Aquino in 1995.
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It wasn't Doug Walker, it was Trevor McDonald, and yes it happened as he says.
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On News Night in 2007, one of the tech crew members came up to Trevor, they said about the story they'd heard and asked Trevor if it was true.
To their shock and horror Trevor owned up to having done it, and thus the rumour spread from there.
I have no idea how the story became attached to nostalgia critic.
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However, this story may be relating to a different Trevor McDonald, than the one that's known for presenting the BBC news.
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The Frowns of Blackness 👀🤣
#trillnoir#yamnbananas#stay woke#life is art#the culture#summer is over#september#Trevor McDonald#news at ten#kenan Thompson#snl skit#ziwe#funny post#the frowns of blackness
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Starlight Theater AU
#where zoey trevor and hailey are performing a christmas play#also mariah's character's name is stephanie#starkid#team starkid#zoey chambers#mariah rose faith casillas#jon matteson#angela giarratana#the guy who didn't like musicals#tgwdlm#patrick mcdonald#madison lanesey#mamma mia but different#hfgifs#i dunno about angela's character because lex is the actress#but it's set in the church so maybe it's grace#but also she has the npmd unnamed drama student with trevor#hahaha thank you anon for reminding me of hailey#cant believe i forgot hailey when i literally have a gifset in my drafts about her and zoey lmao#hatchetfield#hatchetverse
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"You see, from my own observations, I believe a vampire to be more like an animal than a man."
#tma#the magnus archives#mag010#vampire killer#the hunt#trevor herbert#nigel herbert#sylvia mcdonald#horror art#fanart#traditional illustration#dont tell anyone this is almost exactly the same composition as the one i did for the piper lmaooo. how do i art.#what haunts me in this episode is that line through the dust in ''sylvia's'' decrepit old house.#i grew up in a hoarder's house so there being the One Pathway you always take through the junk struck a chord i guess
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More ship brainrott (I might do ship fic recs!!) I love poly ships so much dude 🧎🏾 pt2
☆ Felix x Oscar ☆
☆ Dennis x Mac ☆
☆ Aziraphale x Crowley ☆
☆ Abed x Jeff ☆
☆ Brock x Doc ☆
☆ John x Sherlock ☆
☆ Batman x Joker ☆
☆ Ian x Trevor x Mickey ☆
☆ Stede x Izzy x Edward ☆
☆ Bucky x Loki x Steve ☆
I will consume my hyperfixations just you wait 🗣️
#odd couple#Felix Unger#Oscar Madison#dennis reynolds#mac mcdonald#macdennis#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#abed nadir#jeff winger#brock samson#rusty venture#doc samson#john watson#sherlock holmes#johnlock#batman#dc joker#batjokes#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#trevor shameless#stede bonnet#izzy hands#edward teach#bucky barnes#loki laufeyson#steve rogers#polyamory
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SOMEONE GET JAMIE AND TREVOR CONTRCTS RN MY POOKIES ARE GONNA BE JOBLESS
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I had a dream last night that Trevor Taft was Mac's new boyfriend. If you even care.
#the dresm was just me watching the first two episodes#they had nothing to do with the actual episode titles#but i was just watching them and liveblogging#insane behavior#iasip#its always sunny in philadelphia#mac mcdonald#trevor taft#also ruby was there too but i cant remember what she did
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Trevor McDonald
#suitdaddy#suiteddaddy#suit and tie#suited daddy#men in suits#silverfox#black daddy#suitfetish#suited grandpa#suitedman#suit daddy#suited man#buisness suit#suitedmen#suits#british man#british men#Trevor McDonald
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Some bands let their most famous members go and they keep recording. Look, did you hear that Spiders From Mars continued without Bowie? Not only that, they even let Ronson go. Still, I would put their Spiders From Mars in the same category as Squeeze by The Velvet Underground – both of these records could've gained a better reception, had they changed the name of the outfits behind the albums that followed the departures of the prominent ones. Spiders From Mars, for instance, shows a lot of possibilities – they could've been a solid 70's rock band – , yet the shadow of both Bowie and Ronson didn't do them any favours. Nonetheless, I get why they released the platter under Spider From Mars – no one would've checked them otherwise.
#Youtube#spiders from mars#spiders from mars album#good day america#pete mcdonald#dave black#woody woodmansey#trevor bolder#mike garson#dennis mckay#70's music#rock
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can I request 143 and all three hughes 🙈
Thank you for requesting <3
SCENARIO #143 Skinny dipping
📞 dialling…
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Dipping in next to her, Quinn’s nerves swirled in his stomach, yet the excitement fizzled in his chest. He’d never felt like that since college, usually he felt a consuming level of nerves, but the addition of y/n’s bare body submerged under the water, waiting for him, just eased those fears, “Are you sure this is safe?”
The weren’t far out into the lake, just next to the dock where their clothes lie in piles with their towels. He held the ladder for support, to not only keep them afloat, but in hope to shelter them from any eyes.
“You said you wanted to live a little before training camp, didn’t you? Well, wouldn’t this be something to cross off the bucket list?” She replied, his arm winding around her waist until he pulled her into him, chests pressed together as her arms snaked around his shoulders.
“True, I just hope our neighbours can’t see, oh god, or my family.” He buried his face into her shoulder, “I’d never live that down.”
She giggled, placing a kiss to his hair before cupping his cheeks, her thumbs caressing over his cheekbones as her legs hooked around his waist. Although unnoticeable in the dark, his face radiated a raging heat and she knew he was blushing furiously. She smiled lazily, kissing his nose.
“It’s two in the morning, Q. And we’re in water. In the dark.” She watched his lips falter, “C’mere and I’ll take care of you.”
She pressed her lips to his, a sweet kiss quickly becoming greedy when he softly moaned into her, the grip around her waist tightening and hugging their bodies closer, fingers sliding to his nape and tangling in his curls and mouths opening to welcome tongues into a languid rhythm. He licked into her mouth desperately, the guttural moan vibrated against their chests as saliva coated their lips and his hand trailed down the small of her back to grasp her ass, almost smiling when a whimper slipped past her lips.
He pulled away first, panting and pressing his forehead against hers, mumbling low, “I missed this.”
“Missed what? I kiss you all the time.” She traced circles on his shoulder with her fingertip, her nose bumping with his.
Even such a small act of passion could open the floodgates of memories, they were still young but gone were the days of dumb ideas with no consequences. If they were back in college, he knew they would have moved quickly by now, jumping into sex just for the thrill of it but where they were now was romantic paradise. The company of another was enough even if they were skinny dipping.
“Not that, being young and stupid. Like in college when we thought mixing vodka and milk and then inhaling a McDonalds was a good idea until we were just puking the whole night simultaneously in our friend’s toilet. Or that stealing shopping carts phase.” He said, eyes steadying on hers, a frenzied sparking feeling surging through his limbs.
She cocked an eyebrow, smirking, “And falling asleep while making out-”
“-I was wasted, oh my god!” He groaned, half-amused with a twinge of embarrassment, silencing her laughter with his mouth, once again connecting their tongues to lap against each other and create the sweet sound of wet kissing to fill the void of the atmosphere.
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“See? Isn’t this better than whatever Trevor’s up to?” y/n grinned, swimming backwards from the dock, not too far in the pitch black of the summer’s night, the water chilling at first but gradually holding her into a warm embrace. Social media could be a pain in the ass and Jack succumbed to it, falling into a glum mood over being unable to attend Trevor’s party due to being in Michigan.
Jack hesitantly pulled his shirt over his head, dropping it to the deck before fumbling with the ties of his jersey shorts, “Seeing you naked is better than anything, pretty girl.”
He kicked his shorts and boxers off, taking a small run up until he launched himself over the dock, cannonballing into the lake next to her and disappearing under the water. She waited for a little bit, glancing towards the house in case someone heard them at the dead of night. But they were safe.
Jack resurfaced quietly, flipping his hair back from his forehead and winding his arm around her waist, pressing his chest into her back until his palms cupped her breasts, wet kisses smothering up her neck and drowning in her soft giggles that just made his stomach warm and fuzzy.
“You gonna move those hands or am I gonna have to pry them off me?” she leant her head back onto his shoulder, gazing up into his half-lidded eyes and feeling his lips meet hers for a slow but gentle kiss, hands kneading her breasts tenderly, boyishly, fascinated by the way they moulded to his palms.
“But your boobs make me feel better,” he murmured playfully with a smirk against her lips, before the hands in question slid down the sides of her waist, arms wrapping around her torso and the transferring of their bodies’ heat like a blanket in the chill. “I’m kidding, this is so much better than some party. I get to swim in a lake, in privacy with my girl while naked. That’s so much better, babe.”
With nothing but the crickets singing their songs, they leant their heads on each other’s, watching the moonlight cascade over the ripples and sparkle against the reflection. They missed moments like that, where it was just the two of them in each other’s company, entirely. Skinny dipping in the lake wasn’t a conventional way to spend time with someone, but if they were happy, whatever.
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With both hands in his, Luke led y/n into the lake, both their clothes and towels piled at the bank as the cold water nipped at their bare skins and woke every goosebump to run over them.
“Are you sure about this, Lu? What if we get caught?” she whispered, looking back at the lake house in the far distance, not a light to be seen. She wasn’t really walking, it was more letting Luke pull her into the water with him, feeling her knees submerge knowing he’d be further in.
“Then we get caught, we’re adults, we’re allowed to do what we want, angel. It’s gonna be a good story to tell.” He lured her in further until the water covered their shoulders, the temperature freezing yet when Luke pressed her body into his, arms secured around her waist, it didn’t seem so unbearable. When she’d said she was too hot, skinny dipping wasn’t on her mind, yet her chest squished against his brought that familiar comfort she was used to in bed.
She wound one arm around his shoulders, her other helping him tread water, noses ghosting with dilated pupils and electric urges in their chests to close the gap between them, “Lu, I don’t want anyone seeing me ass naked, that’s so embarrassing. We could have just dug out another fan.”
“But you’re beautiful, and where’s the fun in that?” his warm lips met her cheek softly, peppering her face and travelling to her neck gradually, smiling when she broke into a hushed giggle. “I wouldn’t let anyone see you, don’t worry. You’re all mine, babe. Have you cooled down now?”
She scratched her nails lightly at the nape of his neck, in the curls that sat there and were soaked for the water’s surface, relishing in the way he tipped his head back into the feeling that left tingles over his scalp, his eyes closing, “Mmm, yeah. But this is nice.”
#≡megs1kcelly#quinn hughes#quinn hughes x reader#jack hughes#jack hughes x reader#luke hughes#luke hughes x reader
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!BFMATTSTURNIOLO HEADCANONS
- how i think matt would be in a relationship lol
warnings: little suggestive/nsfw but fluff mostly
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he never lets you pay like ever, he ALWAYSS pays for you no matter what it is and don't even get me started when you come up to him saying u wanna get job. he doesn't want you to work, he says he's the one that makes money and your his girlfriend so you should just relax
he tries to cook for you but fails everytime :( he does love to help you in cooking tho, he always comes down to the kitchen when he hears u cooking and is like ,,can i help you with something?" cause he feels bad when he doesn't help you :(( and even when you say ,,matt there's nothing you can help me with but thank you" he still sits in the kitchen and watches you in admiration
speaking of helping in the kitchen, he actually enjoys cleaning. he cleans the house every time you come over. after you're done cooking, he loads the dishwasher for you, cleans the counters, puts the remaining ingredients back. he puts on fresh sheets few mins before u come over, he scrubs the bathroom entirely so you can shower in a clean space, he will even wash your clothes
his heart melts when he's playing with trevor with you:( or just simply when he sees you cuddling/playing with him. if you had a cat he would try to play with it or pet it. i bet all animals love matt so your pet would love him 100%
CAR RIDES DATES LIKE ALL THE TIME. you two like to go to a fancier restaurant but yalls fav date would still be a car date. driving to a store, buying snacks and just eating them in a car, or you would get McDonald's.
he is TOUCHY. always holding ur hand no matter what. he would do the thumb thingy too (ikyk) he's hugging u from behind, resting his head on your shoulder, giving u little kisses on your neck and cheek, his hands hugging your belly and you cant help but giggle
in sex, he takes everything slowly. starting as a slow makeout, his lips moving to ur neck, gently kissing, sucking your nipples, tracing kisses all over your body. he treats you like goddess, caressing your hips and legs, praising you like ,,you're so beautiful" all the time.
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- SO SO SORRY i didn't post in so fucking long, i have completely forgot about this app and i have no motivation to do anything
- reblogs are highly appreciated <3
- i love you all🤍
#matt sturniolo#matt sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo smut#matt sturniolo imagine#sturniolo triplets#matt sturniolo fluff#matt sturniolo x you#matt sturniolo fanfic#matthew sturniolo#matthew sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo headcanon#matthew sturniolo smut#matthew sturniolo imagine#the sturniolos#matt sturniolo x y/n#matthew sturniolo fanfic
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pls tell me everything you know about the 1982 drivers strike i think about it often
Right I about to go into as much detail as possible about the driver's strike while hopefully keeping it comprehensible.
*cracks knuckles*
Let's go.
So to give some overall context to the situation, Bernie Ecclestone was doing some meddling. He had control over the Formula One Constructors Association (FOCA) which meant he could negotiate contracts between teams, track owners, television rights, etc. Realising the sort of power Bernie Ecclestone was getting, the Federation Internationale de I'Automobile (FIA) put Jean-Marie Balestre in charge. There was a big power struggle between these two however both Ecclestone and Balestre united against the drivers in 1982.
At the start of the 1982 season, a new license called a 'super license' was put forward for the drivers to sign. This license was based on other sports, like football's transfer systems, meaning the drivers had fewer rights - their team owners essentially owned them. For example, the super licence meant a team could keep drivers to one team for up to three years, even if the drivers wanted to leave. This happened after, in 1981, Alain Prost was racing for McLaren, and he became convinced that the car wasn't safe. He refused to drive for the team, though he had a contract. He said if necessary, he would walk away from the sport altogether. Then Renault approached Alain Prost, and he joined them. A new license was created to prevent this situation from happening again.
1982 was also the season that (at the time) 2x World Champion Niki Lauda decided to come out of retirement. In 1979 he had been racing for Bernie Ecclestone's team 'Brabham', but halfway through the season, he walked away, finding no more interest in the sport. Eventually Ron Dennis, who ran the team 'Mclaren' tempted Niki back into the sport.
Niki was sent the super license a few days before the start of the season to sign, and being a stickler for detail he made sure to read through all of it. In reading it, Niki realised the control the team owners would have over the drivers and did not approve of it. Quickly, he rang up Didier Pironi who was head of the drivers association, to talk him through what he had found. Didier agreed that these licenses were bad and then called all the other drivers, telling them not to sign the licence. They had been late though, as 24 had technically already signed as they hadn't properly read the licence. The only ones that hadn't were Lauda, Pironi, Villeneuve who had seen something similar in ice hockey and didn't like it, Arnoux, Giacomelli and de Cesaris.
In South Africa, Kyalami the track was prepared for the drivers to start practising, and the drivers were arriving in their normal cars. But before they could get out on track, a bus pulled up with Niki Lauda and Pironi in it. Without their knowledge, Niki and Didier had managed to borrow a bus from Trevor Rowe and were ready to take the drivers back to their hotel at the Kyalami Ranch. They rounded up all the drivers and told them of their plans, and while they were hesitant, eventually, most of them were convinced to get onto the bus. Only two didn't. Jochen Mass, who was late (He's always late, someone said) and Jacky Ickx.
The team owner of March, John McDonald, caught wind of what was happening and tried to prevent the bus from leaving by parking a van in front of the bus. Jacques Laffite got out of the bus to move the van, accidentally stalled it, but eventually got it out of the way. The bus then set off, taking the scenic route back to the Sunnyside Park Hotel while every news van and car chased after the bus, getting clips of Niki Lauda looking out the back of the bus and waving at them.
Eventually, they arrived, and all of them strutted past the journalists and went into the hotel. Thus ensued a fun time for the drivers relaxing around by the pool for the day. However, things back at the track were not shaping up well.
Bernie Ecclestone and Jean-Marie Balestre were pissed. The race organisers threatened to impound the cars, Bernie Ecclestone threatened to sue the drivers, and Balestre announced if the drivers didn't come back, then they would all be fired. Bernie Ecclestone had already fired the drivers from his team, Nelson Piquet and Riccardo Patrese. The mechanics put signs out joking advertising for new drivers. Didier Pironi was doing the main negotiations for the drivers at the track and reporting back to Niki Lauda at the hotel on how it was progressing. During the evening, when dinner was being served, the driver's wives and girlfriends, who were still at the track, started throwing bread rolls at Balestre.
Didier Pironi arrived at the hotel and explained that if they didn't return and drive immediately, they risked life bans. Niki Lauda realised that this strike would last the night, and he knew that if all the drivers returned to their own rooms, the team principles would easily be able to convince them to abandon the strike. They needed to stay united, which meant literally sticking together. He arranged to take over the conference room in the hotel and have all the spare mattresses brought into the room.
All the drivers moved into this one big room, and soon, the entertainment started. Many of the younger drivers felt quite panicked about the whole situation, worried that they would be fired for going on strike, which would have ended any career in motorsports, so they went to the older drivers like Niki for reassurance. Niki tried to lighten up the atmosphere by telling dirty jokes. Bruno Giacomelli, who was quite passionate about machine guns, got his hands on a chart and gave a presentation on how to take a gun to bits. There was also a piano in the room, and driver Elio de Angelis, trained to play the piano, performed for all the drivers. Everyone there said it was the most beautiful playing they had ever heard. Gilles Villeneuve also had a go playing a few joyful pieces.
The team owners and journalists had by now discovered that all the drivers were hiding out in this one big room, and they were trying to get in. At first, Niki gave an interview by the door, but he ensured no one would leave the room. One of the team principles, Mo Nunn of Ensign, had brought the driver, Guerrero's girlfriend, along as a bargaining trip. Niki made sure to accompany Guerrero to see his girlfriend. He said that the situation could have brought a tear to your eye. Eventually, they got the girlfriend away from the team principal and into the room. Team principal Jean Sage of Renault tried to get to Prost and Arnoux but was beaten off.
At this point, the team principals grew frustrated and decided to break into the room, so the drivers had to use the piano to barricade the door.
Then night came, and it was time for the drivers to get even closer. There were not enough mattresses for one each, meaning all the drivers had to bunk up. Many funny photographs have come from this event. Alain Prost and Giles Villeneuve shared a mattress, which led to Patrick Tambay saying if a child came from this, all the others might as well give up.
There was a problem with the toilet as there was only one and it wasn't in the room. There was a key to the toilet and so the drivers agreed to leave it in the middle of the room so they would know if someone left to the toilet and didn't come back. One driver, Fabi, ended up going to the toilet but did not come back.
During the night, Carlos Reuntemann or Keke Rosberg snored so loudly that Gilles Villeneuve threw a blanket over them to cover the sound.
In the morning, all the drivers got up, trying hard not to sniff the odour of the room and got ready to head to the track as Didier Pironi had been able to successfully negotiate a licence they were happy with. No drivers were fired, Nelson Piquet and Riccardo Paterese were rehired, and the race was successful. There were fears that the drivers could be arrested at the airport, but thankfully, that didn't happen. Instead, they were fined for taking part in the strike, which, while it didn't affect some drivers who already had plenty of money, it wasn't ideal for the drivers who were just getting started.
This is as much as I am able to remember; if you know anything more or if there is something wrong in this let me know in the comments below! Hope you enjoyed the read :)
#classic f1#f1#formula one#formula 1#vintage f1#1982 drivers strike#niki lauda#alain prost#didier pironi#gilles villeneuve#elio de angelis
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