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ferrstappen · 1 year

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maxplaining 2.0 l Max Verstappen blurb

note: hello! i was working on another piece and a TikTok popped up of mini Max and mini Charles, and it was so cute watching mini Max maxplaining already, and I just had this idea, hope you like it! Also, this is taken from the two previous dad!Max I've posted, so we're back with the twins!

Remember to please show it some love, feedback and reblog are always very very appreciated, and tomorrow I'll be working on some requests and the Taylor Swift collection <3

pairing: dad!Max Verstappen x female reader

warnings: none

summary: Luca Verstappen's first press conference during his karting career. turns out, he even speaks like his dad.

It was a small press conference, really.

Still, local reporters were covering and asking questions, also interested on the fact that Max Verstappen's son was following the very big footsteps of his father.

Mila was constantly asking why she was forced to come to her twin's press conference, she has to listen to him at home and school, wasn't that enough? A lot of personality for a ten year old girl, but was easily convinced by a pair Gucci ballet flats, ignoring the questioning glare from his wife, who reminded him that she has to learn that not everything comes with a recompense, and a ten year old does not need that many pairs of designer shoes.

He didn't care, though. Whatever Mila wanted, whatever she got. What was the reason of having all that money if he couldn't spoil his loved ones?

People sometimes forgot about the karting race in front of them, instead watching as Max's deep blue eyes studied every move made by Luca on the track. At the same time, he managed to squeeze your hand and waist whenever you gasp at the speed or turns, not being a fan of your son following the motorsport path.

Of course Luca won, he was every bit as talented as his father. Max smiled and hugged his son with pride, giving him his best smile, highlighting every good thing he did, lovingly asking him if he was okay and trying to reassure him.

That's what he would've wanted to hear from his dad, or at least that's what you thought before kneeling in front of Luca and giving him a short congratulatory hug, knowing he was at the age where every bit of affection ended with Luca muttering "Mum", trying to hide his embarrassment.

The three of you stood on the back, not wanting to get in the way of Luca's moment after winning. She'd deny it, but Mila gave her twin a thumbs up while making eye contact with him.

Of course the first question was for Luca, asking him about his race overall.

The young Verstappen boy took a deep breath before he started talking. And then he couldn't stop...

"This is my first win, we were very fast and my opponent made a mistake so I could pass him first and then stay in the first position so I could win. We still have more races but we are happy with the results and hope we can keep winning, but we have too keep working hard, I know I will work and try to better myself so that I can give my best..."

"Mama, he's talking too much. It's embarrassing," Mila whispered on your ear, earning a glare from you.

When he finished answering the question, he instantly started talking to the boy next to him, explaining something about the track and brakes, even gesticulating to make his point.

Of course, Max was oblivious to the fact that Luca was almost the same person as him, never really being aware of his own tendencies to explain things on his own words.

Back home, after putting Mila and Luca to sleep and heading to the bedroom where Max was already waiting for you, carefully hitting your side of the bed, signaling that it was time to go to bed.

So needy.

As soon as your body touched the mattress, Max rolled over and draped his arm over your waist, nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck. Meanwhile, you opened TikTok to slow down before going to sleep.

The first video was one of today, Luca animatedly talking and moving his hands. Then, it cut to one of a flushed Max doing the exact same thing.

"What are you laughing about?" Max lifted his head to check whatever was on your phone.

Lucaexplaining? Maxplaining 2.0? Versplaining? What's the best name?

"What are they talking about?" Max frowned while reading some comments.

Laughing at his cluelessness, you kissed the top of his head and put your phone down, noticing Max's breaths slowed down as you ran your hands through his hair.

You'd choose your talkative boys any day.

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paracosmic-murdock · 10 months

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Tell me what are my words worth ; Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

Chapter 2: "Oeillets, coquelicots et saphirs"

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader

Summary: While the other ladies have grown with the mindset of marrying and having children, you, as the daughter of a man who wanted a son, grew up being both. You learnt how to embroider, play the pianoforte, fence and manage the estate. However, there were some things that not even the Duke of Burgundy could do, so after he passed and you thought there was nothing left for you, you decided to move to London for a while and go to the Royal Academy of Art.

Nothing was going to keep you from what you wanted, and you would do whatever it takes: you would lie to everyone, you would live to death, you would pretend to be a man. You had a plan and it would be a piece of cake for you. But again, when has something that she wants and should not do easy for a woman? Especially when a man like Benedict Bridgerton gets in the way in more ways than one.

Warnings/tags: idiots in love, eventual smut, love triangles (but not really), lgbtq+ themes, bisexual benedict bridgerton, feminist themes, historical inaccuracy (for the sake of the plot), inspired by mulan (1998), song: the lakes (taylor swift), other tags to be added

Chapter summary: The Royal Academy of Art was your dream, and you were finally there. Even though the main purpose was to get your portrait painted by the artist of your choice—whose charm drove you to that decision—, you took the opportunity to make it your first day of Art School.

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"Lady Y/N, are you aware of what could happen if you get caught?"

You sighed. "Antoinette, I appreciate your concerns, but nothing will happen."

"Nothing will happen until it happens, the less protection you have, the more careful you must be… And with your father gone, who is going to take care of you?"

"I can take care of myself, I don't need a man to protect me," you answered, wondering why you didn't change her as your maid before. She was the voice of consciousness in your life, was what your father had said when you considered it first. "The only thing a man is good at is being the epicenter of every problem that has ever existed. Forgive me for only wanting one of those hideous beings to be worthy of me."

Antoinette snickered. "Love… you talk about it all the time, do you not? Once you fall in love, you will change your mind and make some sense."

"I do not need a man I am in love with, perhaps loving in a non-romantic way… As long as I can trust him with all that I have, all that my cousin's life is not long enough for him to touch, I think it would be enough."

"You might as well find that man in Art School and he will not like you if you look like another man."

You laughed. "I cannot marry an artist! Lady Carrington advised me not to, and I must follow her recommendations. Also, I will be saying that I have a twin who happens to be an elegant, dazzling, funny and beautiful young lady."

"Anything you say, my Lady." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm so excited!"

She curved her lips, internally not hating it entirely. Deep down, she admired your determination and the way you always end up making the most out of every difficulty.

Astounding was the way that a situation triggered your impulsiveness. On this particular occasion, a conflict at the Château made you send a letter to your godparents, steal clothes from your cousin—who is strangely your same size—, and run away to England. Antoinette knew she could not do a thing about it and that her job was to comply with your every wish.

"Are you ready, dear?" Lord Carrington asked as he saw you reach downstairs.

"Yes!" you exclaimed. "What will we do today, Lord Carrington?"

He shook his head in amusement. "I will accompany you to a classroom full of our most promising artists and have one paint you… Then, I shall leave you to explore the Academy by yourself, I am certain that you will have the time of your life."

The widest of smiles shone on your face as you hurriedly followed him to the carriage.

Your path was full of chit chat, nothing too interesting as your mind was set on your plans for the day.

When you arrived, you could not do much but look around, mesmerized.

Since you were a child, you wished to go to school, to university, and while your father used to indulge in your ideas and wishes, there were certain things not even a duke could have done.

He did hire a different educator for each of your diverse interests: languages, art, literature, history, astronomy, music, fencing, or archery. He taught you himself how to manage the winery, your properties, your fortune, a thing or two regarding mining, and the value of every single thing in life.

There were life lessons, advice, and love every day you spent together, and you would always be thankful for that.

When you finally got to the classroom, you encountered about half a dozen gentlemen in a semicircle, painting a woman sitting naked in the center of the circle.

You looked to another spot, any, as your only way to show respect to her.

"Will they… paint me like that, too?" you asked your godfather, and he chuckled.

"Do not even consider that idea, dear. It will be a portrait of you just the way you are right now."

You snickered nervously for a moment.

"Look at their work, my Lady," he ordered. "Then, pick whomever's you like best and we will have him painting you."

You did as he told you, lying eyes on a particular man. His work was interesting, remarkable even.

You correctly guessed that he was new to the Academy as his strokes lacked perfect precision. You did not care.

You did not look at any other's work, you just decided that was the man who would paint you. There was just something about him and about the way your heart jumped when he locked eyes with you for the first time.

So you made a gesture at Lord Carrington, who dismissed the model and every other artist in the room, leaving only you, him, the artist you chose, and your maid.

"Mister," Lord Carrington called for his attention, not knowing his name he just opted for the safest option. "Here is my goddaughter, Lady Y/N. She picked you to paint her portrait."

"I… Yes, of course, Lord Carrington."

He nodded. "I'll leave you to it."

You smiled at the unknown man with those glorious ocean eyes. "I am Y/N, enchantée."

"Benedict," he stopped himself when he noticed you didn't say your surname or present yourself with any title. "Are you French, my Lady?"

"Oh, what gave it away?"

He wrinkled his nose. "I have no idea, you look like someone who loves to walk through des rues de Paris. It could also be the accent, or perhaps introducing yourself saying enchantée, that is very French."

"You also speak French in Monaco, Belgium…"

"Are you Belgian or…"

"No, but still."

Benedict laughed, putting aside the halfway painted canvas of the naked woman, and taking an empty one. "So, French?"

"Yes, French."

"The color of your dress is one of my favorites," he commented with a smile, looking at you attentively as he mixed paints to come up with the perfect shade. "And the jewels contrast perfectly with everything."

The apricot orange silks of your dress did contrast perfectly with the necklace, gold accompanied by diamonds and carrying the bluest sapphires brought directly from the Americas.

"Almost as if I had chosen it on purpose knowing I was going to be painted by a skilled artist."

"I am flattered, my Lady."

You smiled, seeing as he started painting you. "You can call me by my name when no one is around."

"You as well." he agreed with a lopsided grin.

Slightly crooked teeth formed a smile that resembled the waxing crescent moon.

"So, Benedict… How long have you studied in the Academy?"

"Just a few weeks," he replied. "Does my poor experience show?"

"I picked you, and not precisely for your charm," you answered with a flirty smile. "Okay, perhaps I did! But I wouldn't want to embarrass you."

"How could I possibly have charmed you with a single glance?" he questioned with faux confusion.

"You underestimate yourself, it seems."

"It's part of my charm, if you must know."

He was the most enchanting individual you have ever encountered, and during the hours filled with fun small conversations in which you got to know each other, you regretted everything you told Antoinette about men.

It was wonderful that he never asked you for anything private, as if he knew which questions you would answer or not in advance.

"Do you come from a big family?" Benedict asked.

You shook your head. "Not really."

"Siblings?"

"Uh… one, my twin," you rushed to answer. "You?"

"Seven."

You gasped. "Seven?!"

"My parents used to have a lot of spare time or so it seems."

"I can't imagine how difficult it must have been to give birth and raise eight children!"

"It was hard work, I am sure."

"You looked like you were trouble, were you not?" you joked.

"What is there in me that screams trouble?" Benedict inquired, pretending to be offended.

"Everything, I should know."

He hummed. "What does that even mean, Y/N?"

"Make a guess."

"I could never."

"Then live under the shadows of ignorance, Benedict."

You both laughed, but as soon as you noticed his eyes locked on you, you returned to a neutral look.

"Wait, go back to that smile!" Benedict pleaded, and after a few seconds, you managed to. "That surely is a smile worthy of my first portrait."

"Oh, am I your first?" you questioned funnily, ignoring Antoinette's knowing look she threw from afar.

He chuckled loudly. "That sounded terribly not lady-like. Never say anything as such in front of Lord Carrington."

"I will take the advice," you answered. "But does it bother a gentleman like you?"

"On the contrary, I find it quite diverting."

"That is good since I said it to you."

He was finished, it took him a few hours, but you would approve of a conversation as such to last days, even. "It's done, come here."

You ran to him, looking at the painting he did of you smiling happily, which was uncommon for a portrait in the current days.

"It is perfect." You smiled, being closer to him than you had anticipated.

He smirked, and you could not help but melt under his glance. "I am glad you liked it."

"I, uh… must go, but you know what? I will have my brother find you and befriend you. He will study here."

"Are you artists, too?" Benedict asked.

"Uh…, no, not really," you answered. A lie. "He is the talented one, an artist if you have ever seen one, though not formally educated. And I am more inclined to literature."

"I believe you and my sister would be an insufferable pair."

You laughed. "Are you calling me insufferable? How disrespectful of you!"

"My apologies," he excused himself jokingly, standing up. "I hope I see you again, Lady Y/N."

"I hope so, too." You curved your lips.

He nodded and left you alone in the classroom.

"My, my…" Antoinette shook her head. "Not even a day has passed and you will have to eat your words."

"I will not eat anything, I was just being respectful."

"Respectful? Introducing yourself with only your Christian name is not respectful in the slightest, my Lady!"

"Oh, do not make a fuss out of this… One day people will introduce themselves with only their names, so I am just… a lady ahead of her time."

Antoinette sighed at your impertinence, giving you the clothes she carried in the suitcase. "Get changed before anyone comes in."

You did so, taking off your dress firstly and undoing the small, neatly combed, bun in your hair after. The corset was still on, and you took a piece of fabric that was in the suitcase and wrapped your cleavage with it. Antoinette helped you, and even though you could not properly breathe, you were happy.

Your cousin's attire fit you well enough, and you had at your disposition a pair of shoes your size. The diamonds and sapphires in your collarbones were quickly discarded, and ended up in the deepest pockets.

You tied your hair in a slipshod low bun, looking at Antoinette with a smile.

"Hello!" you exclaimed with a more grave voice and a sharper French accent, making her snort. "I am Mr. Voclain, enchanté."

"I am not sure men introduce themselves or, in general, act that way."

You clicked your tongue. "How would I know?"

"You live with one."

"My cousin does not count."

"How does he not?"

"He just doesn't, Antoinette, stop asking me questions!"

She sighed annoyed. "Clean up your face, you look like a woman."

You wrinkled your nose and did as you were told. "Go hide somewhere until I am done, alright?"

"Wait, that is not how a man stands!"

"It's not like I want to attract a lady's attention," you murmured. "Nor a man's."

Antoinette gave you a pointed look. "What is your name, my Lord?"

"Is it not too ambitious to call myself Lord?" you asked, rehearsing the masculine voice you would have to use. Antoinette shook her head. "Alright, I am Lord…" you paused for a few seconds, not knowing what your name would be until it occurred to you. "Antoine Voclain!"

"Antoine?"

"Antoine as in my loyal maid Antoinette who always supports me without complaint," you explained sarcastically. "Aren't I a handsome gentleman?"

"Do not get too confident over there, remember the things you said about them."

"Well, I am one of them now, so count me as a hideous being, too."

Antoinette was your age, a year or two older if anything. She acted as if she had twice that experience in life, a thing she took from her mother, who was your Mama's maid. Antoinette's mother was initially against you leaving for London, but knew there was nothing she or anyone could do or say to stop you from doing whatever was the thing that you pleased.

She sighed and left the classroom on her way to the carriage, leaving you in there alone with only your suitcase next to you.

There were all sorts of things. You arranged in a vase many flowers you found: carnations and poppies. The blue of the sapphires would contrast with the red hues of the flowers, but you kept the necklace only as a guide in your hands. You took fruits as well so you could eat meanwhile, not caring for their actual purpose.

You did not realize when the classroom got full of other men who joined you in painting the flowers on each of their individual canvases.

Different techniques and colors could be seen, though yours shone brighter as it came from an unfamiliar face with no formal artistic education.

Once you were finally finished, your hands and arms and even your face were stained of paint, you looked around and noticed the many other men who had joined you. You saved the jewels in your pocket again and did not leave until the 'Bourgogne' signature was there.

No one asked questions as you left, if you got a glance or two it would be saying too much. You walked out of the classroom and paced for a couple minutes until you saw a bathroom miraculously empty.

You cleaned yourself until there was no trace of paint in your skin, then left and looked for an empty classroom for more than you are willing to admit. Once you finally did, you got changed and quickly ran through the halls to try to find your godfather.

"Lady Y/N, why the hurry?"

"Oh, Lord Carrington… I was looking for you!" you exclaimed, fixing your hair.

"Shall we return home?"

You nodded eagerly.

#benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton #benedict bridgerton fanfiction

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newestcool · 5 months

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Loewe s/s 2023 campaign Creative Director Jonathan Anderson Head Shoe Designer Nina Christine Photographers Tanya & Zhenya Posternak Fashion Bianca Ragggi Set Designer Mila Taylor-Young Newest Cool

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misskattylashes · 6 months

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The Dichotomy of Being a Teenage Alex Turner Fan

In this article I look at why I think so many teenage fans direct so much hate towards Miles.

Look at this image search I did on Alex’s name. First person whose name comes up ‘Miles Kane’, first other person he is in another picture with, Miles...before a puff piece about Louise or Taylor. It’s Miles. There are more results with Miles than anyone else. Whether people like it or not, Miles and Alex are intrinsically linked.

In the words of the big man himself ‘stop and wait a sec’...... imagine Miles was Mila, a constant female companion of Alex’s who he had been close to for nearly twenty years. Had been at his side more than any other woman, had done two duets with him and whilst touring the second one, their performances were so sexually charged you thought any moment soon they were actually going to have sex on stage. What would you think? You would think they were or had been in a romantic relationship. And even though you haven’t seen much of them together over the past few years, Mila constantly talks lovingly about Alex in her interviews, and Alex invites Mila to be the support act for the final days of a very long world tour, and on one of the dates he lets Mila stand side-stage (something his official girlfriend doesn’t get to do) and throughout the set he sings to Mila and can’t stop glancing at her. People would be enamoured with their love story and desperate for them to be together.

So why is it different just because Miles is a guy?

Of course there is the obvious. If Alex is gay, then the teenage fans stand no chance with him, which would be upsetting. But even me, as a creaky old Gen X-er, had gay pop stars who were attractive and sexy – Holly Johnson and Paul Rutherford from Frankie Goes to Hollywood, Andy Bell from Erasure, even Boy George got screamed at, but we accepted they were gay and we didn’t stand a chance and that was it.

Of course, there was no social media then, but did we write hateful letters to them or their partners, or put up posters on street corners saying how disgusting they were? (the 80s equivalent to posting all over Twitter) No.

So why the anger towards Miles?

Unfortunately when I was growing up, homophobia was acceptable. Gay people were constantly the butt of jokes, straight comedians would pretend to be effette just for laughs. At school we even had the reprehensible Section 28, imposed by Thatcher’s government where any mention of homosexuality was banned, even books featuring gay characters, to apparently help prevent us from experimenting and catching AIDS (yes I grew up in the Dark Ages)

But there comes the rub. Because homophobia was acceptable, any negative feelings we had towards our gay pop stars or their partners wasn’t something we felt bad about so we felt no need to pick on anyone as a way of dealing with our own conflicted emotions

Fast forward to 2023. Gay people have rights, can marry, have children, are positively represented in the media, we have Pride, which is on the point of becoming too commercialised, and to be homophobic is to most young people not cool or acceptable.

Those same girls who spew hate towards Miles probably paint rainbows on their pencil cases during Pride, have male gay friends at school and would have a go at anyone who doesn’t support trans rights.

But then there is the fact that the celebrity they desire has a constant male companion, who he has been more publicly intimate with then any of the girlfriends he has had. Scratch beneath the surface and you can spot the differences in them when they fell out after EYCTE -both a shell of their former self. When there was a brief break in Lockdown in the UK, who did Alex choose to meet? Miles. Whether the fangirls consciously or subconsciously think there is something going on, it makes them feel uncomfortable with themselves. The presence of Miles Kane makes them realise they’re not necessarily that right-on girl who is into gay rights, because when they actually think about it, and think about what men do, they don’t like it.

But instead of realising that this is just part of being a grown up – we all have things about ourselves we don’t like, they direct their anger and frustration at Miles, as if he didn’t exist then they wouldn’t be confronted by these unpleasant feelings they have.

So, what I am trying to say is whilst I find the comments about Miles disgusting and cruel, just remember with these girls the person they really hate is themselves, while Miles lives his lovely life with his career and his friends and Alex and Maxie.

I think we know who is the winner here.

#sorry for the long essay #but it had to be said #i actually feel a bit sorry for them #miles is living the life they will never have #this only applies to teens btw #miles kane #alex turner #milex

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agentmmayy · 11 months

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may music rotation

this month might not have been a super great month for music but from what i found it was a FANTASTIC month for lyrics and summer-esque songs!!!!!!!

back home - mila ziska: this song is so melancholic and sweet and it embodies the spirit of summer so cleanly. ‘harvest all the seeds i’ve sown pick the fruit once you come back home’ ‘i have this force within me it pulls me like the ocean tide’ and ‘oh growing up is a strange thing it’s like it happens over night’ i’ve been here for centuries. i’ve been here for days. i am every age i have ever been but i still know nothing. i am old and i am young and i am trying to come home. i want to go home. all stories are about coming home!!!!!!!

also this song is formally VERY similar to ‘the best day’ by taylor swift so that of course made it hit even harder

quarter life crisis - isabel dumma: talk about bop!!!! the chorus is amazing and so so so accurate and then the bridge??? ‘floatin’ ain’t the same as swimmin’ i know i ain’t drowning but breathin’ isn’t livin’

vagabond - overcoats: THIS song. this song has been the one i’ve played most this month because one it’s an absolute banger and second of all it read me for filth and the lyrics are so beautifully crafted and honest and pure and delivered impeccably. it’s a sweet, slow melody and coupled with the lyrics it reached into the depths of my soul and pulled out everything i can’t say and put it into this song like

‘i’m just learning how to make peace with feeling small’ ‘but i might drive off if it gets too hard’ ‘there’s always a sunset that i wanna run into’ ‘i’m searching but i’m not lost’ and my all time favorite lyric that put me on the floor when i heard it the first time- ‘i’m a growing tree a few missing leaves i can’t shelter you don’t sit under me’ HELLO?????

anyway, i am a HUGE fan of the overcoats and i am so proud of them for their success and for their new album!!!!! which is where this song is from but have i been able to listen to it yet? no i keep playing this song on repeat

fireworks - JOSEPH: now for ANOTHER song that read me for filth. lately i’ve been feeling this exact way since all my friends and people around me have reached certain milestones in life- such as getting married, settling down, etc- that i haven’t and i’m left even more alone and bereft. but THIS SONG said that’s okay!!!!!!!! this song understood!!!!!! it said i’m not alone feeling this way!!!!

every lyric absolutely sent me through the roof but these especially: ‘all these long songs might be no good for me’ ‘how long will i wait to be happy all my friends ask me’ ‘what if i’m wrong wrong to think there’s more to this story’ ‘an act of faith even though it hurts to shut that door am i holding out forever?’ ‘am i headstrong or foolish every night waiting for lighting to strike whole you’ve got blue skies?’ and my favorite- ‘i wish i could just flip a switch and accept your kind of muted bliss’ WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! once again HOW did they put it into words!!!!!! this song has such a special place in my heart. i can’t tell you how many times i’ve not only listened to it but also screamed along and cried to it

also, JOSEPH always creates the most compelling and just fun to listen to songs and this is no exception!!!!!!!!! the harmonies are delicious and the music dropping at certain points is incredible and the beat has me dancing around the room. filed right under beach music!

waves crash - JOSEPH: ok yes another song that turned me inside out and shook loose every embarrassment and fear and secret that i kept hidden and turned it into a song that said it’s okay!!!!!!! i understand!!!!! you are still worthy!!!!!

again, every lyric is a masterpiece. ‘i’m a tall tall tree reaching up in the breeze’ *crying* i AM a tree!!!!!!! ‘i’m a limb of goodness in motion’ you’re getting emotional over nature comparisons? THE TREE AND OCEAN METAPHORS GOT TO ME OKAY. speaking of oceans in this, the chorus is insane. ‘waves crash clouds break yet here i am ashamed of all the cracks trying to glue the right mask in place’ shut up!!!!!!!!!! it’s a ballad. it’s everything. the vocalizations made me cry. they are cries. it sent me to my knees

wild uncharted waters - jonah hauer-king: i saw the little mermaid in theaters recently and boy was i NOT prepared for eric to sing but honestly????? best song in the movie and on the album. idk if it was the euphoria of hearing it for the first time or the sheer surprise but this song is a banger.

‘all i ever wanted was the open sky and sea’ SO REAL. ‘now i am on the shoreline but i am still lost at sea’ ‘in my mind your melody goes on stronger than the undertow’ ‘when your eyes outshine the horizon line’ ‘now i’m right here on the shoreline i’m right where you left me’ how am i supposed to live laugh love in this situation!!!!!!!!!! do i even need to say it!!!!!!!

look back - dora jar: so delicate!!!!!!!! had my attention right from the jump. the imagery is spun with each lyric and metaphor (more ocean metaphors!!!!!) and the overall tone of grief and determination and love. ‘but i think i saw your memory washed up on the sand i let it stick to my skin traced it with my hand’ wtf. it has such strong apocalyptic vibes. not necessarily apocalyptic in the strict sense that the entire world has been destroyed and is suffering but apocalyptic in the sense that one person’s world has been destroyed whether by their own volition or not

bonus songs:

tunnel vision - imani graham: poignant!!!! ‘am i to blame for your bad habits oh i wish i said something but ignored all my needs’ ‘I stumbled through the chaos but found what I believe in tripping on the eggshells that you placed underneath me’ WHEW!

also formally reminds me of both ‘want want’ and ‘anywhere with you’ by maggie rogers

red wine supernova - chappell roan: this song is weird and i love it. i also love everything chappell roan produces, of course, but i really love how clever she is with lyrics and ‘you said you like magic well i got a wand and a rabbit’ BLEW MY MF MIND also her vocals are insane

all the stars - mree: the album and and the title got to me okay? i love how groovy and gentle this is

#putting two joseph songs on here bc they're BOTH bangers and i love them so much #high key recommend listening to the entire new album bc it slaps #me putting this together: im drawing parallels im making the comparisons #monthly music rotation #monthly music roundup #bestie you're gonna flip over vagabond and waves crash #and fireworks bc we were literally JUST talking about that exact thing

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antoschauniverse · 1 year

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I like the fact you are fair and call out old men and women for dating young people like that director of the first 50 shades movie. It’s so gross how she knew him as a teen( she directed him in a movie) and how David knew MP in her early 20’s. It will just make me laugh if the rumors are true the young actor is cheating on his grandma I mean wife and the sugar baby is getting her kicks with men/women she seems to go both ways. Only fair since her “daddy” is definitely fucking other women.

If you mean Sam Taylor and Aaron Johnson, then it's possible that it could be an open marriage, but how not to look at it, the difference of 25 is huge and unnatural. Although there is a serious difference from David and his kept woman. If the Taylor-Johnson couple decides to break up tomorrow, then none of them will remain a beggar on the side of the road, since they have been making careers since childhood and have achieved success. The example of Ashton Kutcher, who eventually broke up with Demi Moore and went to Mila Kunis, speaks for itself. David's kept woman can't afford to fuck young men. Only David can do that. David does not pay for the life of his kept woman in order for she to have fun with young men on the side. It's easy to replace her at any moment and she knows it, so she sits quietly and accepts everything David does without objection. Whoever pays, sets the rules.

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She needs to accept that she's no longer relevant. Its literally how industry works. Some will removed bc more hot and talented will comes to get their places. And she doesn't have any of these tho, With Zandaya, anya, Sydney, Margo, zoe, suki, etc etc people WONT pay attention to someone who apparantly were popular 2000s. Those people who found her attractive are not alive anymore lmao. Reality check needed bc what she gained in 2 years trying to make herself relevant by attaching herself to Harry's fame? A pair of Clown shoes. This is HOW she's delusional and irreverent as hell

If you look at other actresses in her age group she isn’t even a popular star. People only remember her from one or two jobs. People know her more from being engaged to Jason than they do for anything that she’s ever done in her career. Do you have actresses like Anne Hathaway, Emily blunt, Amanda Seyfried, Mila Kunis, Natalie Portman, Scarlett Johansson, etc. All of those actresses are in her age group and our successful. She has never been in that conversation ever. The only thing that’s making her relevant now is her fraudulent relationship. There is nothing else about her that people especially Harrysfanbase really care about. There are newer, younger, prettier, and definitely more talented actresses who are constantly coming up. If you think about actresses in her age group she’s not in that conversation and those are sad actresses. And now you have the younger generation. Why do you think she doesn’t like Florence, it’s not because she doesn’t take Florence is a good actress it’s because forward to the good actress, it’s because Florence is pretty, it’s because Florence is young, it’s because Lauren has had more success and her very short career than Olivia has had in her entire career. Even the last three years have been huge for Florence. She’s jealous, she’s envious, because she’s never been in that situation nor if she talented enough to ever be in that situation. Even though the attention that she’s getting recently is negative she doesn’t care because people are talking about her, that’s why she wants to keep her around and suck him dry for as long as she can because once the break up article comes out no one’s gonna care about her anymore. People are going to go back to forgetting about her she’s going to fade back into obscurity. Is the most relevant and popular that she has ever been in her 20 year career and it’s coming to an end soon. She knows that there’s an expiration date and she’s not happy about it so she’s going to use this for all that she can before it’s over. She needs to remember that she’s not one of his exes like Taylor or Kendall who has been relevant and have careers that are more than Harry. She’s going to be like a Camille, or a Nadine where people forget about them after a certain amount of time. Once he starts dating someone new and get a new girlfriend people aren’t going to care about Olivia anymore. She has this weird delusion that just because she’s with hairy she thinks that she’s the most famous person in the world but she forgets that the reason that she’s so talked about is because of Harry . You take Harry out of that equation and she goes back to being a nobody. Not to mention that her reputation has taken a huge hit. We all know that she lost perfect and she didn’t even get a spiderwomen job. With Dakota Johnson now playing Madden web what used to they have for a spider woman.

#fauxlivia #holivia is fake #holivia #pr stunt #publicity stunt #holivia stunt #publicitystunt #olivia wilde #pr relationships #holivia pr stunt

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▫️Vogue Japan, January 2023

model Lulu Wood @luluwood_ • photographer Hugo Comte @hugocomte at @maworldgroup • styling Ally Macrae @ally.macrae • hair Olivier Schawalder @olivierschawalder • makeup Mayumi Oda @mayumioda25 • manicure @nafissadjabi • choreography @ryanchappell • set design Mila Taylor-Young @mila_ty • editor Yui Sugiyama @yuisugiyama • production @360_pm

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scintillulae · 2 years

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#Binx Walton #i-D Magazine #i-D #Stef Mitchell #Summer 2021 #2021 #Courrèges #Sydney Rose Thomas #Joey George #Miguel Ramos #Mila Taylor-Young

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clergerie: Meet the women who move us in our new campaign #moveme Starring Havana Rose Liu, Multimedia Artist, Dancer @babywhiterice " I need to be in shoes that allow me to travel and jump and be on my tiptoes to see over walls " Photographer: Dario Catellani @dariocatellani Stylist: Vittoria Cerciello @vittoriacerciello Set Design: Mila Taylor-Young @mila_ty DP: Logan Rice @logansrice Casting: Clare Rhodes @castingbyus Hair: Pasquale Ferrante @pasqualeferrantehair Makeup: Emi Kaneko @emikaneko Art direction: The Girls Creative @thegirlscreative#clergerie#shoes#women#moveme#ss19

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let me introduce myself

because i never really did, oops.

name: molly age: 23 birthday: december 7 major: communications & journalism other defining info: autistic & jewish pronouns: she/her timezone: est favorite ice cream flavor: cotton candy favorite book(s): peter pan & the great gatsby favorite movie(s): tangled, a goofy movie, bad moms, good boys, free guy, the breakfast club, overboard (1987), cheaper by the dozen (2003), peter pan (2003), the sandlot favorite musical(s): finding neverland, jersey boys, school of rock, mrs. doubtfire, billy elliot, beauty and the beast, rent, tick tick boom, waitress, a bronx tale, mamma mia, legally blonde favorite tv show(s): boy meets world, that ‘70s show, abbott elementary, american housewife, the other two, the suite life of zack and cody, good luck charlie, arthur, the brady bunch, the facts of life, diff’rent strokes, the hogan family, mighty ducks: game changers, hsm:tm:ts, raven’s home, wizards of waverly place, austin and ally favorite fictional characters: jack hunter, eric matthews, george feeny, natalie green, andy moffett, willis jackson, pj duncan, gabe duncan, eric forman, ricky bowen, gina porter, taylor otto, oliver otto, cooper bradford, mark hogan, sandy hogan, david hogan, willie hogan, trish de la rosa, austin moon favorite actors: jason bateman, kate hudson, meg donnelly, mila kunis, ashton kutcher, sabrina carpenter, dove cameron, luke mullen, indiana massara, jules leblanc, laura michelle kelly (theatre), ben fankhauser (theatre) favorite artists: sabrina carpenter, dove cameron, taylor swift, harry styles, niall horan, new hope club, the vamps, the driver era, wallows, lovelytheband, frankie valli & the four seasons, olivia rodrigo, lizzo, hippo campus, the lunar year, johnny orlando, dayglow, joan, ben platt, ruel, the 1975, elton john, the mowgli’s, vacation manor, bleachers, the band camino, public, the regrettes, dnce, the jonas brothers, the night game, courtship., new rules, colony house, winnetka bowling league, surfaces, waterparks, the summer set, young rising sons, coin, neon trees, hotel apache favorite youtubers: danny gonzalez, drew gooden, grayson’s projects, kurtis conner, liam thompson, hannah meloche, hannah forcier, cody ko, life with beans, crazy middles, collegehumor, mia’s life, family freedom, julia boateng, mina le, mila tequila, anthpo, the sturniolo triplets, jake doolittle, molly burke, daniel thrasher

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Loewe s/s 2023 campaign Creative Director Jonathan Anderson Head Shoe Designer Nina Christine Photographers Tanya & Zhenya Posternak Fashion Editor/Stylist Bianca Ragggi Set Designer Mila Taylor-Young Newest Cool

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Instagram Intros (Keith Richard’s Kids)

Adrian James Richards (@adrianrichards)

DOB: August 17th 1969 Age: 54 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: Adri S/O: Penelope Maple Kids: Noah, Kenneth, Ethan, and Jane Friend(s): Zoe Jagger and Jason Browning Aesthetic: A hard worker, and just SUCH a DAD!!! He is so protective over his children. He was never close with his dad and def has major daddy issues that are undignosed. He wants to be the dad he never had around. He adores his kids more than anything else. Loves his mom and appreciates her more now that he's older.

Jamie Robert Richards (@jamierichards)

DOB: September 1st 1972 Age: 51 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: James S/O: Kelly Montgomery Kids: Jenna, Victoria, and Eliza Friend(s): Ava Jagger Aesthetic: When he was 16 and his parents got divorced he acted out like crazy. He was partying and doing drugs and just running wild. Became a total pain to BOTH of his parents and they knew something was up. He was surprisinly fond of his father and they got along quite well, so when he divorced his mom shit went down. He is just a bit too much like Keith in a way.

Amelia Zoe Richards (@mia_richards)

DOB: July 3rd 1976 Age: 47 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: Mia, Mila S/O: Nicholas Urie Kids: Jaiden, Olivia, and Taylor Friend(s): Alice Lindsey and Jennifer Weiss Aesthetic: The kindest out of all her siblings. Loves being a girly girl and dressing up for brunch. The spitting image of her mother and Keith adores it. She looks and acts just like her mom, from her eyes straight down to the mannerisms she uses. Head to toe Lucy.

Evie Lynn Richards (@evielynn)

DOB: November 18th 1978 Age: 45 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: Eve S/O: Sierra Lynch Kids: Noel and Everly Friend(s): Henry Burke Aesthetic: The shy kid. She never was really one for the spotlight but never acted out from it. She knew she had a good reputation from a young age and was a people pleaser. One wrong move and she would be done for and everyone would hate her. She was always nice with the paparazzi and in interviews. She was the press' princess since she was born.

Sophie Anne Richards (@soph.richie)

DOB: December 2nd 1985 Age: 38 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: Soph S/O: Joshua Green Kids: Hannah Friend(s): Sloane Becker and Gregory Phillips Aesthetic: A literal model. She is stunning and she knows it. She uses it to her advantage, and her dad taught her that. He loved her the most secretly but he would never tell. She became the youngest model to be on the cover of Vouge when she was just 16 years old. When she dated Damon Albarn from 2006-2008 it caused quite the stir because of their age gap. People thought it was another case of her parents. It was, and they broke up after about 2 years.

Alexander Cole Richards (@alexcrich)

DOB: October 13th 1986 Age: 37 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nicknames: Al, Alex, Lexi, and Xander S/O: Natalie Bell Kids: Juliana, Damien, and Jaxon Friend(s): Zackary Best Aesthetic: Alexander was the glue holding this family on by the thread. A lot of fighting goes on in this family and he has always hated it. He's always the one to bring people back together to make things right, the therepist friend if you will. He has a lot of issues he refuses to talk about just to avoid conflict.

Charlotte Grace Richards (@helllooo_charliii)

DOB: December 18th 2001 Age: 22 years old Hometown: Sussex, England Nickames: Charlie and Lottie S/O: Hallie Carpenter Kids: None Friend(s): Loralai Mendoza Aesthetic: The youngest, and a complete accident on her parents part. She was not planned but loved nevertheless. Her older siblings love her because she's so little to them. Her parents never had to pay for a babysitter because they had her brothers and sisters. She was a very adventurous kid and loved the outdoors. Had a lot of pet snails too.

#the rolling stones #the rolling stones oc #the rolling stones next gen #the rolling stones introductions #adrian richards #jamie richards #amelia richards #evie richards #sophie richards #alexander richards #charlotte richards #keith richards #lucy richards #instagram introductions #the rolling stones next generation

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