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russellius · 7 months
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didyoutrydynamite · 6 months
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Renegades: First Sight
Jaune: *Wandering the Beacon hallways, guitar in hand, having just been rejected by Weiss, again.* I spent like five hours on that song… *Notices Cardin and Russel peering out into the courtyard* … huh?
Cardin: I mean she’s… she’s something else.
Russel: Man, she’s not even on the SCALE!
Cardin: Maybe on the Scoville Scale.
Russel: Ha! Nice.
Jaune: Uh… hey guys!
Russel/Cardin: *Jump up and yelp* AH!
Cardin: Oh, its just you. Sup?
Russel: *Immediately get’s up in Jaune’s face* Yeah, man! You got a problem-?
Cardin: *Shoves Russel’s shoulder* Hey. I told you we’re not doing that anymore. Jaune’s cool now.
Russel: Oh, right. My bad. *Smacks Jaune’s hand in greeting and brings him for a quick pat on the back* How’s it going, Big-J? You doing good? You in a band now or something?
Jaune: *Looks at his guitar* Oh this? It’s nothing really. What are you guys up to?
Russel: Just checking out the Haven-Hottie.
Jaune: Who?
Cardin: Oh you have to have seen her. Look! *Drags Jaune over to their spot and point* Right there.
Jaune: *Squints until he notices Cinder sitting on a bench in the courtyard, his eyes practically bulging out upon really getting a look at her* Whoa…
Cardin/Russel: RIGHT?!
Cardin: Dude, she’s like the eighth wonder of Remnant or something!
Russel: Nah, she's beyond that—she’s the ninth, tenth, and eleventh wonder combined! I heard when she walks by, even the statues stop and stare!
Cardin: *Chuckles* I heard that she was held back a few times because the headmaster didn’t want their favorite student to graduate.
Russel: *Leans towards Jaune* And Cardin thinks he has a shot with her.
Cardin: *Blushes* I could! I’ve got the charm and the muscles to back it!
Russel: So why don’t you go and do it then?
Cardin: I would, but I’m still sore from my morning workout.
Russel: It’s 4:30 P.M.
Cardin: It was a really intense workout! Besides I don’t see you going!
Russel: Are you kidding?! A woman like that is only made for heartbreak. I can’t handle that stress, man! You couldn’t pay me to talk to her!
Cardin: *Suddenly has an idea and then slyly looks to Jaune* Hey, Jaune. You feel like making a quick buck?
Jaune: What do you mean?
Cardin: Here’s the deal, Blondie. I’ll give you 50$ if you go over there, right now, and ask that hottie out to the Vytal Festival Dance. 200$ if she says yes.
Jaune: (50 bucks? I can make myself look like an idiot for 50 bucks! I practically do it for free all the time! I could use that to buy Weiss some really nice flowers, then she’d have to go!) Deal! *Claps Cardin on the shoulder, hands Russel the guitar, and walts right out into the open* Watch and learn boys!
Russel: No way…
Cardin: Oh this is gonna be amazing.
Cinder: *Seemingly lost in deep thought*
Jaune: *Saunters right up to Cinder* Well hello~ beau-
Cinder: *Snaps a horrid glare at him*
Jaune: AHHH! *Jumps back startled*
Cinder: *Quickly switches to her signature “Just a regular happy school girl smile” that she’s become so adept at using* Oh hi. Didn’t see you there.
Jaune: *Gulps* I… um… hi.
Cinder: *Continues forced smile*
Jaune: *Awkwardly scratches his cheek* …so- uh.
Cinder: Was there something you wanted?
Jaune: *Deciding now is not the best time to ask her to the dance*…Yeah. I wanted to know… is… uh… everything ok?
Cinder: *Tilts her head* Of course I am. Do I seem upset to you? *Gives her best smile*
Jaune: Yeah, a little….
Cinder: *Her smile fades, replaced by a faint grimace of irritation.* Am I that transparent? *Lets out an exasperated huff* I'm fine, honestly. Just some personal matters, nothing you need to worry about.
Jaune: *Expression softens empathetically* Oh… Do you want to talk about it anyways? 
Cinder: *Glances at him quizzically.* 
Jaune: You know. Just to get it off your chest? If you want?
Cinder: And share my problems with a complete stranger?
Jaune: Well, my mom always said, "Strangers are friends you just haven't met yet."
Cinder: *Stares blankly* That is... a horribly naive saying. Not only is that statistically false but it's also VERY dangerous advice to give to a child.
Jaune: *Scratches the back of his head* Yeah… I kinda used to wander off with a lot of random adults as a kid.
Cinder: *Hold’s back a sudden laugh.* Snrk!
Jaune: *Smiles* But I like to think I came out alright. 
Cinder: *Faintest hint of a smile* You at least seem harmless enough. *Looks Jaune up and down.* Have I seen you around before?
Jaune: *Suddenly more nervous* Y-Yeah, maybe! *Straightens his uniform out* I’m Jaune Arc. My friends call me… Jaune. *Cringes inside.*
Cinder: *Raises an eyebrow, the hint of a smirk forming.* Jaune, is it? Well, Jaune, I'm Cinder. Cinder Fall. Pleasure’s all yours I presume.
Jaune: *Nods and smiles* Yeah, it’s nice to meet you! See? Not strangers anymore, are we?
Cinder: *Gives a small chuckle.* I suppose not. *Glances around briefly* So, you really care to know?
Jaune: If I can be of any help, yeah.
Cinder: *Sighs* It’s about a… “colleague” of mine…
Jaune: *Sit’s down on the bench with her* Like, a teammate?
Cinder: That's it, precisely. A "teammate" who's proving rather insubordinate. Now, because of that, I find myself at a loss. She refuses to undertake a task that would suit her perfectly!
Jaune: Ohhhh I see. You’re having leadership troubles. Has your teammate told you why she won’t help?
Cinder: It’d be a miracle to get a single word out of her. *Grumbles quietly to herself* That mute insect. *Continues to talk normally* She won’t do a single thing I say unless it’s conveyed through her… “father.”
Jaune: Huh. I get you. I’m a leader too, and trust me, I’ve had my fair share of trouble reigning in a certain teammate of mine. She even has a “brother” that she tends to listen better to than me sometimes.
Cinder: *Listens intently* How do you command her obedience?
Jaune: *Looks at her confused* Her what?
Cinder: How do you get her to listen to you?
Jaune: Oh, well. Whenever talking doesn’t work, I go to Ren, her “brother”, well, not really brother, but- you know it’s this whole thing that I don’t really need to get into, but the point is I go to Ren and inform him that I’ll no longer be providing them part of the team budget for pancakes until she settles down.
Cinder: *Looks at Jaune incredulously*  Pancakes???
Jaune: *Nods* Mhmm, it’s her most favorite thing in the world. Literally seen her eat if for every breakfast I’ve had with her.
Cinder: *Digests the information* Withhold the budget so she can’t have her favorite luxuries… I can work with that. *Sighs* But the task is rather time sensitive, what if she doesn’t yield in time to get it done?
Jaune: Then it sounds like you may need to do it yourself.
Cinder: *Raises an eyebrow, almost insulted* Me?
Jaune: Well, if it’s crucial and she's not budging, sometimes it’s best to step in and handle it personally. I know it’s probably not ideal, but that comes with being a leader, they depend on you when no one else can do it.
Cinder: Hmph. They do depend on me, don’t they?
Jaune: *Nods encouragingly* Yeah! That’s why they put you in charge.
Cinder: *Gets pumped* I am in charge! They’d be completely lost without me!
Jaune: *Getting pumped too* Exactly! Sometimes we have to roll up our sleeves and lead by example. Show them how things really get done!
Cinder: *Jumps up out of her seat* You’re right! It’s time I take matters in my own hands, and show that little mute who is really the boss around here!
Jaune: *Gets up too* That's the spirit!
Cinder: *Nods determined* Thank you. I now know exactly what I must do.
Jaune: *Smiles warmly* Happy to help. Oh and hey, good luck, Cinder.
Cinder: *Smiles confidently* Luck is for the ill-prepared, Jaune. *Turns and saunters off* And I never need luck.
Jaune: *Watches her walk off, feeling proud* So. Cool. *Whistles and walks off*
Cardin/Russel: *Stop him immediately*
Russel: DUUUUUDE!
Cardin: What did she say?!
Jaune: Huh?
Russel: *Smacks Cardin’s arm* What do you think she said?! They both walked away all smiling and shit! Jaune, you are a GOD.
Jaune: What do you guys think happened?
Cardin: That’s what we want to know! What did she say when you asked her to the dance?!
Jaune: *A long moment of silence before he starts sputtering in disbelief and panic now realizing that he completely forgot to ask her out*
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8celestebells · 9 months
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Saw these on Instagram and started wondering why Lando was reading a book… but they all look so good; also if anyone knows the creator of this can you please let me know so that I can at least add a handle for everyone to check out their work cause I have no idea who made these.
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itboytrends · 4 days
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ERL’s new Made-In-California collection, 2024.
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taylor-russell-fun · 3 months
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Taylor Russell attends the Loewe Menswear Fall/Winter 2024-2025 show as part of Paris Fashion Week on January 20, 2024 in Paris, France.
source: @joshosuna (instagram)
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ozu-teapot · 6 months
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The Fall of the Louse of Usher: A Gothic Tale for the 21st Century | Ken Russell | 2002
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russilton · 1 year
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When you know your friends tea is going to be juicy so you find a seat for it
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wwprice1 · 7 months
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New Fall of the House of X variant by Russell Dauterman!
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newestcool · 7 months
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Taylor Russell for The Face f/w 2023 ''The Craft'' Photographer Senta Simond Fashion Editor/Stylist Danielle Emerson Makeup Artist Victoria Martin Hair Stylist Pål Berdahl Manicurist Sabrina Gayle Set Designer Hella Keck wearing Loewe f/w 2023 menswear Newest Cool
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thecrowss · 9 months
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People who voted for Checo for “Driver of the day” in that RedBull rocket ship instead of voting for George or Oscar, y’all are clowns 🤡
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russellius · 7 months
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2023 JAPANESE GP Qualifying : P8
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artverso · 3 months
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Russell Dauterman - Fall of the House of X
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janustheeighth · 5 months
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While I nodded, nearly sleeping,
Suddenly there came a beeping
As of someone gently Meeping,
Meeping at my chamber door.
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softestaura · 2 years
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Taylor Russell wearing Schiaparelli haute couture
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its-avalon-08 · 2 days
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Hey cutie!
I would love to read something about George! If its okay to you ofc…🫶🏼
Maybe you have some ideas..🙈
Thank you anyways!🫶🏼
hi lovely! george is my one my literal favs <3 i hope you enjoy this one, because i've always wanted to write one like this -
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somewhere in the crowd there's you < 3
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he wasn't your regular low effort boyfriend. george looked at y/n and saw what the rest of his life looked like. the angels sung from the heavens above and all felt right in the world. it was as if he had found his matching puzzle piece.
y/n wasn't your regular low effort girlfriend. she was in love with george the way that spiderman and mj were in love. she knew the pressure of the sport, the constant travel, the grueling training, but amidst it all, their connection remained a constant, a warm summer breeze in the hurricane of f1.
6:15 am, monaco
george stirred awake to the soft glow of dawn creeping through the curtains. as his eyes adjusted, he saw a thermos and a protein bar neatly placed on the nightstand beside a vase of the most beautiful daisies. a sleepy smile tugged at his lips. y/n. she knew mornings were a struggle before a race weekend, and having his favorite breakfast ready, without him even asking, was a small gesture with a giant impact.
1:30 pm, budapest
y/n sat nervously in the mercedes motorhome, fiddling with a worn silver necklace. the roar of engines from the qualifying session vibrated through the air. she closed her eyes, picturing george navigating the sharp turns of the hungering circuit. suddenly, the door creaked open and a sweaty, yet grinning george peeked in.
"just wanted to say that i promise i won't die and i'll come back home to you love," he whispered, leaning down for a quick kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through her. "you better come back in one piece george otherwise it's not toto you'll be running from," she said with a teasing tone. she squeezed his hand three time conveying the magical words "i-love-you" as she always did before races because she knew he was anxious. he chuckled, squeezed her hand and disappeared into the crowd, anxious but aware that he had someone to go home to.
8:45 pm, singapore
the post-race celebrations were in full swing, the air thick with champagne and triumph. george, still buzzing from his podium finish, scanned the crowd. then, there she was, y/n, her smile the brightest beacon in the room. he excused himself, weaving through the throng of people, until he reached her.
"you were incredible," she said, her eyes sparkling with pride. she reached into her purse, pulling out a small, velvet pouch. inside, nestled on a bed of red velvet, was a custom-made silver charm – a miniature mercedes car. "to celebrate your win," she said, attaching it to his bracelet. it joined a collection of other charms – a tiny camera for her photography hobby, a guitar for his love of music – each a token of their shared journey.
later that night, tucked away in their hotel room, george noticed a travel-sized bottle of his favorite muscle relaxer placed on the bathroom counter. a hand-written note lay beside it: "for all your hard work, love. see you on the podium again soon." he smiled, a warmth spreading through him. it wasn't the grand gestures, the expensive gifts, but these small, thoughtful acts that spoke volumes about their love. a silent language spoken only by the two of them, a language that said, "somewhere in the crowd there's you, and that's all that matters."
2:00 am, london
being a biomedical engineer was a taxing job and y/n was an absolute perfectionist. george knew that, y/n knew that, blimey even their dog knew that! one night as george turned in their bed to pull y/n closer, he wasn't about to find her. sleepily dragging out in grey sweatpants and his classic shirtless look, he found her passed out over her laptop and a bunch of papers full of numbers and diagrams. he smiled gently at her calm figure and lifted her up effortlessly. holding her in bridal style, she cuddled closer to him wanting his body's warmth. he set her down into the bed, tying her hair loosely into a braid that y/n had taught him and set her glasses aside. pulling the covers over both of them, george kissed y/n's forehead, pulled her closer and let sleep take over.
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well i hope you liked it! thank you for sending in your request and do send more! thanks for reading!
leave a like, leave a comment! (btw i couldn't find the original gif owner, so do let me know)
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taylor-russell-fun · 3 months
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Taylor Russell attends the Loewe Menswear Fall/Winter 2024-2025 show as part of Paris Fashion Week on January 20, 2024 in Paris, France.
source: @claireguillon (instagram)
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