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Republic of Doyle 3x6 The Dating Game
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rheaswrath · 1 year
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Nocturnal Animals; 2.Lady Bird; 3.Stoker; 4.Writer in the Dark - Lorde; 5.Euphoria s2; 6.How to Do the Work - Dr Le Perra; 7.Causeway (2022); 8. When I Grow Up I want to be a List of Other Possibilities; 9. The Last Day of Pompeii - Karl Brulov; 10. House of the Dragon s1; 11. how to cure a ghost by fariha róisín
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lovely-abeille · 1 year
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on love-hate relationships with mothers
ladybird & marion, ladybird // @/honeytuesday // mother wound healing, bethany webster // a little sheep, frank s. eastman // enough, suzanne buffam // fiona & monica gallagher, shameless // rue & leslie bennett, euphoria // extreme girlhood, warsan shire // azula & ursa, atla
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euphoriashots · 1 month
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Rue Bennett’s house
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infernalodie · 2 years
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𝐋𝐞𝐱𝐢’𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 || 𝐋𝐞𝐱𝐢 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝
“𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘔𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦? 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯“
Inspo: Baby Keem - 16 Drake - Yebba’s Heartbreak
Pairing: Lexi Howard x Bennett!Male!reader
Summary: Your life revolved around self destruction. From your sister destroying her body and relationships around her, to you destroying whomever got too close to you. Perhaps karma decided to strike before you could cause anymore pain.
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Warnings: Angst
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“I’m not going through this shit with you, mom!”
“Like hell, you’re not!” Leslie yelled. “You are the reason your sister can’t keep her life straight. The shit you do is the cause of this family's pain!”
You were packing a bag, stacked with clothes that you would need with moving in with Fez, The bullshit at home was becoming too much for you to handle. Not to mention the fact that Gia found your piece. So, now, you had to live in an environment that has been your life for the past 3 years of working with Fez.
But in that process of getting your shit together, Gia had told Leslie, and Leslie wasn’t giving you an opening to get your foot out the door. Bombarding you with guilt-tripping comments that you guessed she hoped would make you reconsider. But if anyone knew you well enough, they knew it would take a lot more than that to get you to change. Especially when you would be deviating from someone who you’ve become comfortable with for 3 years.
There was more to the story that no one else knew besides you. The explanation to how you got all this cash still hidden behind a thick curtain that was too heavy for them to remove and reveas the answer to why you were in such a hurry.
“That’s pretty rich coming from the woman who was willing to call the police on her daughter.” You walked to your closet, grabbing your bomber jacket and slipping it over your shoulders.
“Don’t think I won’t do it with you, boy,” Leslie warned. “I ain’t got problem put some wannabe thug in jail. Especially when it’s my son trying to be harder than he is.”
“Well, you haven’t survived a drive-by before to know if you’re hard or not,” you snarked. “You, Gia, or Rue know what it’s like to scrap. So, keep your bullshit opinions to yourself.”
Leslie could only watch as you slipped your air force one’s on before grabbing your duffle bag and shouldering it. Passing by her with your shoulder bumping hers. She remembers when times were simpler with you. Your goals were laid out and you knew what you wanted. It was easy with you being the oldest and only boy in the household. You took care of her, Gia, and Rue when times got hard. When Leslie had trouble making ends meet, you were there helping cover the gap in money that you guys didn’t have.
If she knew it was blood money she’d been spending, she may have booted your ass out of the house before she ever took it. But she just didn’t understand how you got to this point. When she thought she already had a lot of baggage with Rue, you came in parading around with your Glock and backpack full of cash. The transparency between you 4-years-ago to now was so blatant, that Leslie had a hard time figuring out which side of you was her son.
“And what about Lexi, huh?” Leslie followed you down the hall. “You just gonna lie to her like this? After everything, she’s done for you?”
“Won’t be a problem if you don’t say anything,” you answered. “I don’t want her on my back about this shit. This shit is my problem, not hers.”
As you stepped into the kitchen, Glock in hand, you found Lexi sitting at the table with Rue beside her. Both look nervous and even a bit anxious, chiefly by the gun in your hold. Safety on, but still the fear of seeing an angry Y/n, that could snap within a moment.
“Lex,” you breathed, body tensed with your eyes as wide as saucers. “Wha- What the hell are you doing here?”
Her lips parted, letting out a slow exhale. “We can get you help, Y/n.”
That made you burst with a cold laugh. “What the fuck does that mean?” You questioned. “You think I’m some druggy? An addict?”
“Judging by the drugs in your bag, we can only guess,” Rue spoke up.
“Don't give me that bullshit, Rue!” You exclaimed. “You actin’ like this is brand new to all of you. Even when Rue had a suitcase full of that shit. So, don’t come at me for shit you had no understanding for.”
You walked towards the front door, Lexi shooting up from her spot to follow you. “Then help me understand so I can help,” she pleaded. “None of this can be good for you. We promised to keep nothing secret from one another.”
Stopping short of the door, you tucked the Glock into the back of your pants. Turning to face your teary-eyed girlfriend. Her eyes held hope that despite all the cocaine, lean, pills, everything, she could maybe cope with this pain you’ve created unknowingly.
But it was there you noticed that you two were on completely different planets. Having been for the past few months after your other “activities” had been taking more and more of your attention. It hadn’t been the same since you got into this business and you were the person to blame. Lexi had been nothing but perfect and you were the reason for all of this beginning to fall apart piece by piece.
And even now, faced with an ultimatum, you chose her safety over your own. Stepping closer to her in a hushed tone. “Lexi, the people I killed for this money, for these drugs, they ain’t about showing mercy,” you explained. “I can’t tell you. I won’t risk you getting hurt.”
“You don’t have the right to decide what I do or don’t do.”
“I do when it’s my life on the line.” Your words had her shocked, giving enough time for you to kiss her forehead softly. “I’m sorry.”
You exited the house without so much as another word. Leaving Lexi to try and comprehend the weight of your explanation.
Cars passed by you occasionally. The late hours of the night are nothing unusual for you to travel under. As well as the walk between Fez’s place from yours. Its path comes as distinct from any other and almost muscle memory. Even having counted the number of steps it takes to get there.
Rounding a corner, you spotted a group of guys laughing and talking about something that was indistinctive. Your feet slightly faltered, your heart, beginning to pump with you catching their gazes. And if felt like the moment that one saw you, the rest turned and grinned wickedly.
“Y/n Bennett!” One of them called out. “How it doing, bro? I think we got some unfinished to discuss.”
“I don’t know y’all.” You dismissed, continuing to walk.
“Oh, is that how you fell, homie?” Another asked. “After you shot up our spot and stole our supply?”
You couldn’t stop your body from freezing up, indicating just exactly what you had done. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” one said. “I think we need some payback on you, bitch ass.”
When you turned around to face them, the clicking of the hammer of an m1911 filled the air with what you guessed was the leader of the little pose pointing his pistol at you. “Karma a bitch, homie.”
His finger squeezed the trigger, the hammer slowly unlocking from its position and then…
BANG!
“Breaking New, only a few minutes ago, there had been a call about shots taking place in the southern side of Highland,” A news anchor announced. “In this shooting, one 17-year-old boy by the name of Y/n Bennet was killed. The people responsible are still unknown. So, if you have any evidence to help the investigation, call the police department or go in to relay the information.”
Lexi laid in your bed, body curled into a ball with tears wetting the pillows that still held your faint scent. As well as the sweater of yours that she clung to her chest for dear life. Hearing the sobs belonging to Rue and Gia just a room over from where she was.
If she’d known more, maybe Lexi would’ve saved her heart from this pain.
And maybe she could’ve saved you.
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cptrs · 2 years
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alyceinwonderland777 · 10 months
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Fancast: Nika King as Nicole Fury (Nick Fury's female variant)
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In the Marvel Comics' universe Earth-81114 there is a female variant of Nick Fury called Nicole Fury.
Now that the MCU has introduced the multiverse it would be interesting if she were reintroduced.
Of course, since MCU's Nick Fury is black, his variants must also be black.
Nika King is best known for her performance in the TV series Euphoria where she plays Leslie Bennett, the mother of series protagonist Rue Bennett.
I really enjoyed her performance in Euphoria and I think she would be perfect as a hypothetical female variant of Nick Fury.
What do you think about it? 💚
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sweetsydsweeney · 2 years
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WHY IS THIS SENDING ME?! 😭😭
“don’t change that dial! euphoria will be right back! only on disney channel!”
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fashionkilladaya · 2 years
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this scene broke my heart. i need the writer’s to give leslie a break.
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zea9love · 2 years
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I love how a lot of us are like “Omg Season 3 of Euphoria isn’t coming out until 2024, so this is the PERFECT time to bring back the special episodes!” when we probably ain’t getting shit 😂
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dystopicbrain · 2 years
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If I have to choose between losin’ one daughter or two, I’mma fight to save her.
— Leslie Bennett
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demalexa · 2 years
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WHY IS THIS SENDING ME?! 😭😭
“don’t change that dial! euphoria will be right back! only on disney channel!”
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Leslie: Well, has Jake been wrong before?
Malachy: How wide are we willing to open this up?
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euphoriashots · 1 month
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Rue Bennett’s house
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shewhotellsstories · 1 year
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My least favorite thing about fandom racism bingo is how conveniently stans have just “never seen” the bile that gets spewed against characters of color and the actors who play them. And if/when you show them the screenshots or links it’s all, “they’re just trolls” or “those aren’t real fans.” Spare me.
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mastersprogram · 1 month
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Spamalot Curtin Call!! ☀️
I stopped recording for moment (ig to get pics?) so it’s not exactly the full thing, BUT there’s bonus at the end with Alex reaching out to the front row :3
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