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Alex Turner on Taratata (2007)
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musette22 · 1 year
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Sebastian Stan on It's On With Alexa Chung (MTV 2009)
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redroyalblues · 7 months
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hmmmmm not enough rwrb fics where they’re obsessed with each others’ voices/accents for me
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dailyamlyrics · 5 months
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“I’m not the kind of fool who’s gonna sit and sing to you about stars, girl.”
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total-drama-brainrot · 4 months
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idk if anyone else had pointed this out but alejandro's manner of speech is so endearing. he's so overly formal sometimes and very rarely abbreviates his words- which is characteristic of people not speaking their native language, sure, but it's so jarring to hear in the context of total drama where characters use all sorts of weird slang.
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nicoscheer · 8 months
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He not only taught him Alex’s smirk he also taught him his half closed eyes 😭🤣🤣💅
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litrallytyrus · 5 months
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STARTED WATCHING THE OWL HOUSE. how did it take me this long
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mindshelter · 1 year
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so! a fan message featured in letters to the editor that joked the most fictional part of kyle's story is how easily he secured an apartment in NYC. from the looks of it kyle showed up at his ex-girlfriend's apartment to ask to move to new york together and not only did alex immediately agree (they're both nuts, let's not forget), but they also seemingly began to plan look for a place to rent right away.
it also means that kyle and alex contacted radu to to rent a suite and start a new life together, and when kyle eventually turned up, he turned up alone. fun :)
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spockandawe · 2 years
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The Alex Jones trial has been alternately darkly hilarious (DARKLY) and absolutely crushing (the parents and psychotherapist were devastating, highly encourage people to follow @ChooseLoveM on twitter). The clips going viral (justifiably) are largely from day 7 of the trial, or the emergency motion this morning, but I do HIGHLY recommend looking at some of the other highlights. Watching the judge correct Alex upwards of a dozen times during his jury questions is great, I'm catching up on the first part of his testimony on day 6 (watching him trying to do his show on the stand is UGHHH, watching him backtalk the judge like a toddler and her shutting him down (tail end of day 6) is better). The court isn't livestreaming while the jury is deliberating, but the law & crime network was authorized to record and lost video to youtube.
But! Lesser known highlights. Becca Lewis provides *amazing* context as an expert witness for the impact of online misinformation and alex jones specifically. You just have to put up with the shitball on defense talking down to her like an asshole during cross-examination. And tune into any part of Daria Korpova's testimony for some SOLID GOLD uncanny valley of human empathy. Watch her wrestle her naked desire to argue that alex jones has actually suffered worse than the grieving parents he defamed! Watch her say on the stand, under oath, that she believes the trial has been partially staged! (the last jury question she answered, iirc). If you REALLY want a commitment, check out the knowledge fight formulaic objections episode featuring her deposition (yes I know it's four hours BUT IT'S WORTH IT) where she is appointed as corporate representative (and doesn't know what that is), and has done almost none of the research the judge specifically ordered her to do (but she brought a printout of the wiki page for 'false flag'). Tune into the law&crime youtube channel to see her looking like a confused baby deer who still doesn't understand what alex jones did wrong, tune into knowledge fight to hear her say outright that she thinks anyone with a heart would want to believe a conspiracy theory that these dead children are still secretly alive
Okay secretly this ended up mostly being about Daria rather than other notable moments. But seriously, she provides UNBELIEVABLE perspective on what an infowars Believer actually thinks, because she's still baffled that there's even a problem, and she's too clueless to catch onto any lawyer's strategy in questioning, either the prosecution OR the defense. Fucking wild to watch.
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alexturntable · 2 years
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gayroman · 1 year
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thinking about Her <3333 
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mythvoiced · 1 month
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@jeoseungsaja | ♥
An appreciative nod, the quick retrieval of the offered napkins: Seok-ju is not by any means clumsy. On the contrary, what with the occasional handicap he tries to hide to the best of his abilities and his propensity for observing first and asking questions later, being clumsy, spilling things, stumbling over himself, a lot more trouble than they're worth, and as such preferably avoided.
But truly, can they be blamed?
It's not every day he gets to sit down and exchange drinks and mindless talks with a detective from a different precinct solely for the sake of... well, drinks and mindless talks? Sure, one might argue, hey, if it weren't for their cities cooperating, and if it weren't for this bizarre sense of necessity attributed to getting along well enough to drink together, who knows if someone like him would have sat down with someone like them.
But they'll take it.
Because it's not every day.
And neither is it every-day they can sit there, wiping at the liquid he'd spilled, glancing upwards at his conversation partner with a knowing smile and the sinking realization that what knowledge is being exchanged here is very much intimately gained: there's no way and alas, there is a way.
Seok-ju wasn't lying: nothing wrong with enjoying the idol industry even from a certain age upward. There are idols, solo artists, as the detective put it as well, that are their age. Hell, most solo artists are.
This would be such an easy topic to prod at, seemingly. Seok-ju drops the used napkins back onto the table, in plain sight to be later tossed away, and takes another sip of what he hadn't spilled.
They try to hide their smile behind a click of their tongue as the taste coats it. That should do it for tonight.
The drinking, not the amusement.
Quite a defensive stance you got there, Lee Hyuk.
Then again... could just be a regular stance to uphold for someone as sunshine-y as the man sitting across from them.
"There are! Definitely," they relax back into their side of the table, slumped shoulders more as a sign of increasing dissent towards the idea of appearing any more proper than he feels, than any indication the alcohol is having an effect on him.
"Rain is one, Boa too if you count first-gen big names. My niece may allow me to know more than I thought ever possible about recent groups, but... nah," a bright smile, one intended to coax the man out of his shell, embrace the life of an uncle fan.
What is there to lose?
Other than his reputation, maybe.
"I like my fair share of groups and solo artists. Ever heard anything by Lee Hi? Her voice is incredible. Though... maybe she's less of an idol and more of... a singer without the usual shebang."
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lxvvie · 7 months
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Y'all know that whole trend that was going around social media with women calling their significant other by their full name? Yeah, that one. Yet another conversation was had, this time it was about the reactions your favorite babygurls would have if you called them by their full government name because of reasons. Maybe.
Capt. John Price - He's, uh, startled but not enough to drop his cigar this time. Does take a puff of it, though, before addressing you like it's the calm before the storm. Isn't too fazed because he heard it enough from his own mom growing up and he figures he's suave and diplomatic enough to placate you.
Gaz - Pointedly ignores you while giving you side glances here and there which is a major indicator that he's gotten into some shit. Probably. More than likely. Yeah... it was Soap's fault.
Alex Keller - Actually did get into some shit. Does not answer the call of duty.
Soap - You hear 'ah, shit', heavy footsteps, probably a crash, and Soap's peeking his head out from the other room. Has a deer-in-headlights look about him. It was Gaz's fault, goddamnit. He's so adorable. It's enough to make you giggle.
Ghost - You get a grunt. And then it hits him. He stops doing whatever it is he's doing. Fuck, he knows that tone. Simon turns to look at you and he stares into your soul or something like that. What in the hell kind of made-up middle name is that? You spend the better part of a good minute staring each other down before you're all, "I love you ♥️," and Ghost groans and rolls his eyes and goes back to whatever it was he was doing. But not before he grunts out a "Love ya, too." in return.
Alejandro - This is one of the few things that'll actually faze the man. Will damn near break his neck turning to face you to see what's wrong and his eyes will be wide. Oh, the last time he heard his full name called like that was from his beloved grandmother and he'd gotten into some shit then, okay?
Rudy - Ducks his head. Doesn't show his face; he can't bear the sternness of your voice, your gaze. It wasn't him this time, he swears; it remains, though, the way you say his name, an echo in his mind: Ro-DOL-fo. Why'd you have the emphasize THAT part of his name, huh?
König - König.exe stops working. Actually does break something trying to get to you. His eyes are fucking saucers, okay? Oh shit, what did he do this time, Schatz? Are you getting him back after that one time he snuck up on you to surprise you and you dropped dinner? Did you find out about the time he accidentally messed up the laundry and the white clothes came out pink? WHAT DOES HE HAVE TO DO FIX THIS?! Oh, you... just needed him to grab something off the top shelf for you.
Horangi - Also did some shit. Is unapologetic about it. Hits you with a nonchalant, "Yeah?"
Graves - STAYS IN SOME SHIT, OKAY? Saunters in like the smug bastard he is. Smirks and winks at you. "Haven't heard that name in a while, darlin'. What's your fancy?"
Valeria - Pulls a Uno Reverse and calls you by your full government name. Wait―
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lewisvinga · 2 months
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i wanna show u off | lewis hamilton x fem! reader
summary; fans couldn’t help but love the interactions between their favorite driver and favorite singer
fc; kali uchis mi otra reina
warnings; reader is lowk implied to speak spanish/be latina lolllll but other than that, none i think ?
taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri
notes; requested ! KALLIIIIII also ignore the dates on every tweet i always forget to change them/i make the date so off from the tl
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yourusername: orquídeas [orchids] is finally out on all streaming platforms, my luvs. tysm for all of your support n luv💗 and even bigger thank u to my lew who supported me throughout writing n recording this album 💗🫶
lewishamilton: 😍😍😍😍
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lewishamilton: amazing as always , my love ❤️ it’s been on repeat all day❤️
yourusername: my luv💗💗
georgerussell63: i can confirm, been hearing your angelic voice all day in the garage! ( lewis even got toto hooked on orquídeas )
yourusername: LMAOO, even toto lewishamilton ??
lewishamilton: i wanna show u off😁
username: STREAMING ALREADYY
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mercedesamgf1: streaming rn🎶💙 liked by yourusername !
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charles_leclerc: te mata has been ON REPEATTT
carlossainz55: his ‘villain’ era as he told me 🥸
yourusername: LMAOOO but i’m glad ur enjoying it alex and cha🫶🫶
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lewishamilton: there’s no place like home !! every year i’m blown away by the love and energy here. without it or without my y/n, the team and i wouldn’t have had the result that we did. still a ways to go, but silverstone i love you deep~
yourusername: lew you’re so amazing 💗 always so proud of u, i love you sm🥹🫶
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username: they’re both fashion icons 😍😍
username: lewis in silverstone>>>
yourbestfriend: you were amazing!🤩🤩 ( or however it is racing world, y/n won’t shut up abt u lol )
lewishamilton: thank you! ( and oh ? )
yourusername: ( i just wanna show u off 😁 )
username: i love them so bad pls
mercededamgf1: 💙💙
username: lewis how does it feel to be dating the baddest bitch 🎤🎤🎤
lewishamilton: pretty amazing 😁
username: LEWIS REPLIEDNALDKS
username: never beating the simp allegations LMAO
username: the way he never fails to mention y/n, IM WEAK IM IN TEARSS
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username: not both of them saying ‘i wanna show u off’ to comments where they were exposed for yapping abt each other, they’re so goals😣😣
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nicoscheer · 8 months
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strawberrysainz · 11 months
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paradise. carlos sainz jr (18+)
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“ maybe it was a mistake asking your newly-single, extremely attractive childhood best friend to accompany you to an event. well, it happened anyway. ”
carlos sainz jr x fem!reader
a warning— nsfw!!!! please don’t interact with this work if you are under 18 🫶. alcohol consumption, profanity.
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wrote this one a bit differently — let me know if it works for ya or not xx
She called his name into the dim light of the passage of the house; she stared out at the first hint of the evening, the light catching her eyeshadow.
He peeked out from the door down the hallway, still fiddling with shirt buttons, hair damp. She smiles.
“Could you do up my dress?” She asks, and he nods, clearing his throat as he follows her back into the unfamiliar room to gaze into the full length mirror.
He finds himself thinking about her.
Her bare back is on display, and he blushed furiously as he studies the complicated hooks, slightly perplexed. He murmurs something about having much bigger hands than hers.
Her back flexes as she laughs, explaining something about a hook at the top which eases the process. His mind drifts far away as he studies the intimate picture of her back against the red silk, and she looks impossibly beautiful, her hair and her makeup. He has a small revelation he’s never had before, one she’s considered since she was fifteen, a childish longing that rushes throughout her body.
He manages to fumble his way up her back, brushing purposefully against it every few moments so he watches her skin become prickled at his touch. He enjoys it, slightly shocked at the feel of his pants tightening.
Eventually it’s finished, and she slides her arm around his waist momentarily as a thank you - the Arctic Monkeys are echoing out of her phone, he realised, Alex Turner’s voice achingly suggestive with the dark track.
He watches her bend down gently to put on her high heels before his mind drifts to a place that he is quickly scared out of by the thought of her father killing him if he found out. He mutters something about fifteen minutes before he rushes out the door, the music all he can hear.
❤️‍🔥🎶💃🪩🥀
She slides her arm around his waist as they exit the venue, the dark of the night making him taller and her more confident (but that might have had to do with three or four mixed drinks).
His hand grips her shoulder - she’s wearing his suit jacket, and her red lips move animatedly as they get to the car. His head is spinning with the shock of a newfound desire, and the way in which he knows her so well, so personally, makes it so much worse.
She laughs his name and hits his arm as he makes a joke about some people at the dance. She is staring at his hands on the steering wheel, lips parted slightly with the heaviness of want, eyes fluttering shut. He is achingly pretty in the dark.
She talks a bit more, the energy in the car thick, but not awkward. He murmurs something about how beautiful she looked today, and she smiles to herself with pink cheeks as she looks down at the pictures they took together. There’s one - he’s staring at her while she is laughing at the camera - that makes her feel strangely warm.
She picks some other generic ones - both smiling into the camera, smiling at each other - and sends it to both of their mothers. She adds one to her Instagram story, of her on her tiptoes kissing his cheek as he smiles at the camera warmly. People immediately start to reply to it, and a notification comes in as his mom writes something about how lovely they look with lots of emojis.
He talks then, about drama of people they both know, and she talks about the plans they have made for the rest of the week at his apartment, and they collaborate on a groceries list; she listens to the pauses in his voice, the smooth Spanish and the accented English, the roughness of his tone. He is a work of art, a soft, sweet man she has adored since she was a toddler, tripping over the grass, gasping for breath, him breezing by.
Eventually they’re back at this familiar home, and she has a fleeting thought of a dinner with him, coming back to their home, their kids, dogs, lovers, kissing…
She shakes her head, trying to snap out of it. This isn’t possible. He’s vulnerable, he has been broken up with.
He locks the front door and says her name quietly, and she turns around from the second step of the stairs, and she turns around, sliding the blazer off. The silk makes her look amazing, he reckons, a bit foggy with desire, and her heels click as she shifts to the other foot.
She tilts her head to the side; he has a fleeting desire to kiss her neck, holding back a groan at how gorgeous she looks. Carlos? She says quietly, and the straining in his dress pants, the innocent look on her face, it’s all too much.
He kisses her.
The sheer shock of his lips - this boy she’s known since she was still in nappies - against hers makes her gasp, which turns into some kind of relieving moan, which makes him grab her waist desperately.
She runs her hands through his hair, tugging a little; he moans into her hot mouth. She wraps her arms around his neck as he taps her hips - she jumps and squeals as he goes up the stairs, wrapping her arms around his hips. She feels him half hard beneath her - she smirks with satisfaction- and as they barely make it to the kitchen he puts her on the counter, kissing her softly.
He begins to unbutton his shirt as she shoves her bag and his blazer across the counter, and she is met by his lips again; she runs hands over his firm chest with a dirty smile. Her breath hitches as he runs a hand slowly, up and up her thigh, and she boldly gets off the counter to take off her dress, the silk sliding easily. She’s left in just her underwear, and no bra, and he is staring at her, eyes dark, lips parted.
She moves over to the couch after he does, moving to be on top of him, and she dry rides him for a second - his breath catches in his throat - before she leans in to kiss his neck. He is reaching for her, his lips going to meet a nipple in his mouth.
She’s whining sweetly, the noise going straight to his dick, and then she moans nearly pornographically when he sucks, and she’s wriggling beneath him, muttering a curse in Spanish- it’s a sound he could have never dreamed of hearing.
He continues for a short while until she’s moving to pull his cock out of his pants - a short pump makes him squirm under her touch. She lets him hold her hair back as she bends down to have him in her mouth. He grips her head, moaning at the sight of her red lips around him.
She’s nearly got him at the edge- it’s fucking embarrassing, noting that she’s only been at it for a minute or so - so he gently pushes her off him, going to slide off her panties, brushing her thighs, kissing them, breathing something about how sexy she is, and she’s writhing with pleasure as he pushes her back and his tongue makes her hands fumble, tugging his hair, her sweet moans make him more frantic, and her taste on his tongue, she’s whispering rapidly, that lipstick all over his chest, neck, dick, face…
Soon enough she’s moaning loudly, all wriggly in a way that makes him faint with desire, cumming on his tongue, and he continues to eat her out religiously, tasting her greedily, until she’s pushing him away with a gasp.
He scrambles for a condom in his wallet thrown on the coffee table.
After a moment, he moves to position himself to enter her- he looks down at her- to confirm - and she nods desperately, still flushed from her orgasm, hair splayed out, lipstick messy, eyes blown wide, staring at him. He leans in to kiss her, filled by an unusual warmth at their intimacy. She sinks down on his cock, her being overstimulated and him so, so desperate to feel her, results in them both moaning; she sticks her head in the crook of his neck as she rides him, kissing his neck, and he involuntarily thrusts up; she begins to moan as he hits a spot inside her she hasn’t felt before.
He kisses the top of her head - and they’re both too naïve to know that anything casual does not at all go like this - he’s thrusting and she’s moaning, whimpering, screaming his name as the long, thick strokes have them both seeing stars, her hands on his chest as they find each other.
He whispers promises of not much longer and she kisses him instead as he comes- the motion and the gasping, and the rough, quick, hard stuttering of his body makes her come too, and they both have their heads in the crook of each other’s necks as they breathe heavily; he finds her pretty lips with his stained red.
They don’t move at all, instead making out on the couch - she can never look at that couch the same again - and he bites her lower lip as she stares at him, wondering if their lives could ever be the same again.
For better or worse, they would not.
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a LOT of yall have been asking for smut 🧐👍 so i’ve given it a go. lmk your thoughts please, it’s my first time publishing it lollll. hope you enjoyed.
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