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nonexistent-introvert · 1 year

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Opportunities (pt 2 of train ride)

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Synopsis: Joel started falling for you but it was too late.

content: moving on, finding someone new, angst, Joel losing his chances

A/N: Thanks @littleshadow17 for the idea, although I'm not sure if I did it justice. I seriously underestimated how much time I have been away, sorry it took so long!

Train ride 1

Joel basked in the applause after his performance. His eyes scanned the crowd for a particular someone, for the person who had supported him since his very first performance. He felt himself pursing his lips together when the usual seat you usually sat at was empty, occupied by a group of friends instead. He tried his best to suppress the disappointment forming in his heart.

He was packing his things up from the stage when a woman approached him. “Hi, I really like your performances and I was hoping you could grab a drink with me?” Joel looked at her, she was conventionally attractive, with long wavy hair with dimples that complimented her smile. Joel noticed the group of girls behind her, watching their interaction eagerly, giggling to themselves. He recognized her, she wasn’t lying about being a fan. She was in the crowd for the past few weeks now, enjoying the music he played. Joel noticed because she and her friends always occupied the seat that you once occupied. Joel smiled a polite smile. “I’m sorry, but I have somewhere to be. Thanks for your support.” He replied, swinging the guitar case over his shoulder and heading out.

It’s Valentine’s Day. Couples filled the streets, the bright red palette of colours occupied shop displays. Couples were huddled together under umbrellas, giggling and laughing among themselves. Joel was in a daze, the soft music of romance songs playing in his ears as he watched the rain before him while waiting for the bus. An emptiness growing in his heart, maybe he should have accepted the invitation for a drink. It’s not like he had any plans after, but he still rejected the attractive woman, still lied that he had somewhere to be. It was instinctive but why did he behave that way? He didn’t know either.

His thumb hovered over your chat. His last message is still marked with two grey ticks. His sentiments were delivered but not yet noticed. He sighed in disappointment.

You were the reason.

You were the one he wanted to spend Valentine day with.

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Paul wasn’t Joel. He wasn’t Joel in every aspect. Paul wore his heart on his sleeve while Joel was like a puzzle. Paul didn’t get annoyed when you playfully splashed rain water onto him, he even played along. It was easy being with Paul, he made conversation, jokes around and listens to you. Most importantly? Paul was head over heels for you.

“I’ll call you.” Paul promised, his dimpled smile showing.You smiled, nodding. His hands were still enveloped in yours, unwilling to let go. “Thank you for dinner. For today.” You thanked him. “I’m just glad you liked it. Happy Valentine day, thank you for not rejecting me.” He joked. You let out a chuckle, leaning in closer to press a kiss onto his cheek. Paul’s eyes widened, unable to believe what had just happened. His left hand left yours to gently touch the same spot on his cheek. He watched as your cheeks turned red. “You’re making it very hard to leave.” He muttered, hands still ghosting the spot your lips had touched. You shook your head at him, “Shoo, it’s getting late. By the time you get home I’ll be fast asleep and you can forget about calling me.” You gently pushed him away from your doorstep and closed the door on him. You continued watching Paul through the peak hole on your door. He grinned to himself, casting one last glance at your door before walking away with a bounce in his step.

“Dinner?” The first message was from Joel. You grimaced, you haven’t checked your phone since you met Paul for dinner. You frowned before typing out a simple apology. “Sorry, didnt check my phone.” You stared at the message, wondering if you should elaborate. Just a few months ago, you would have given up anything to spend some time with him yet now you half mindedly replied him while admiring the flowers that Paul had bought you.

It was ironic how you had met Paul because of Joel.

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The warm spotlights danced softly on Joel’s tanned skin. His brown eyes shining exceptionally bright with the help of the light. Your eyes drank him in as though he’s going to fade from your view. In the soft timbre of his guitar, you could let yourself fall in love with him without reality reminding you of how he truly felt for you.

“Your boyfriend’s really talented.”

Your head turned at the voice of a stranger. Giving him a polite smile, you shook your head. “He’s not my boyfriend.” The man looked surprised to hear that, his eyebrows raised in question. “Oh? Sorry I just assumed because the both of you always leave together after and you look at him with such- intensity.” You cringed at his words, were you that obvious? The man shook his head, seemingly embarrassed at his own choice of words. “Shit, now I sound like a creep and a stalker which I swear im not!” He put up his hands in defence and you couldn’t help but laugh at the man’s antics. “I’m Paul and I work part time as a bartender there. You just happened to catch my eye every time.” Paul gestures to the small bar in the corner. You gave him a nod and introduced yourself, completely missing Paul’s attempt at flirting with you.

Conversation flowed easily between the both of you. Paul and you even shared many similar interests, brought up by Paul when he noticed the pins on your bag. Your heart soared at finding someone one who was as passionate about video games as you. Most people your age enjoyed more competitive games than the in depth story telling games you preferred. You were so indulged in the conversation that you completely forgot about Joel’s performance.

Joel let out an exhale. His eyes finally searching the crowd for a familiar face. The one that he knew exactly where to find. He couldn’t help the frown that formed on his lips when he realised that your eyes weren’t already on his. That you weren’t already smiling with pride while giving him encouraging nods and applauding for him. Your eyes were instead focused on the man sitting beside you, his grin so bright that he could spot it from a mile away.

“Oh, your boyfriend is coming to pick you up.” Paul teased, watching Joel walk down the stage, his eyes focused on you. You chuckled, rolling your eyes at him. “I told you, he’s not-” You didn’t finish your sentence, deciding to bury the hope with the whiskey that Paul had bought you while talking to you. Paul watched Joel, biting back a grin. Joel’s shoulders was tensed, an evident frown on his face. Despite what you said about Joel never seeing you that way, Paul would beg to differ. Paul hid his grin behind his hand, his fingers splayed across his mouth. He sat up straighter when you waved him goodbye and Joel waited patiently beside you.

“Since he’s not your boyfriend, you wouldn’t mind going on a date with me right?”

You felt Joel tense from beside you. The alcohol in your veins giving you newfound confidence. “You have my number.” You replied, Paul laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to use it.” Paul glanced towards Joel who clenched his jaw. Honestly, Joel looked intimidating but Paul was never one to back down from a challenge and he was always known as being an overachiever. Paul watched as you followed behind Joel, newfound determination shining in his eyes.

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Joel’s eyes followed you in the crowd. It was like having a spotlight over you which made you stand out. He smiled knowingly as he watched you enter the cafe he was in, eager to pick up your coffee. Joel immediately stood up, holding onto your usual coffee order and approached you.

It would be a lie to say that you didn’t notice Joel approaching. Even if your feelings for him wasn’t as intense as a year ago, you knew he still had some sort of hold over you, considering he was the first person you loved so deeply for despite it being unrequited. You grimaced, knowing that the both of you had drifted a lot over the year. Without watching his performances and trying to get ahold of him everytime, your time spent with him was significantly lesser. It had pained you when you first realised.

“Hey.” Joel gave you his signature boyish smile. The smile that once made your heart pace. You nodded back at him, his voice sounded foreign, it’s been too long since the both of you spoke. “I..um- got you your usual order. If you’re down for a chat.” Joel shuffled, trying to shake off the nerves. “We haven’t talked for a long while.” Your eyes widened slightly at the offer. “Oh, um- Paul is waiting for our coffee order now.” You pointed to Paul who was standing near the counter. Joel stepped backwards, “oh. I guess I’ll just leave them.” He knew he sounded like a loser, he felt that way too. You immediately stopped Joel, taking the coffee from him. “Take a seat. Paul has something on soon, I’m sure he won’t mind.” Joel sat down, wiping his palms against his jeans. It really has been too long.

The usual silence fell again between the both of you. Joel played with his hands, he guessed that didn’t change. You rubbed your neck, you didn’t feel the need to fill the silence anymore, taking the time to ponder about your workload later. The roles have been reversed.

“Coffee for you. How else may I help you today ma’am?” The sound of Paul’s playful tone made you laugh. Paul quickly glanced at the coffee that you always ordered already on the table. “Oh, Joel! Hello. I don’t think we officially met.” Joel nodded, putting on a facade. Joel’s heart sank when he saw you choose Paul’s coffee over his, what was he expecting? Paul glanced at his watch, “I see you’re in good hands, I’ll leave the both of you.” Paul excused himself before giving you a peck on the cheek as he strode off. You knew Paul well enough to know that he left early on purpose. He knew about your feelings for Joel, “it was kinda obvious not gonna lie.” Paul had commented. The fact that Paul trusted you enough to leave you alone with Joel was enough to tell you how much he loved you. The encouraging smile he left with, silently egging you on. He knew there were some matters between Joel and you that were left unresolved.

Joel’s fists were clenched tightly as they rested on his lap. He was practically staring daggers at Paul when he kissed you. If he was childish enough, maybe he would even trip Paul over as he left. He only watched enviously as you looked at Paul like he was your world and vice versa.

“Are we going to talk or just sit in silence?” You started, resisting the urge to add on that most moments between the both of you were silence anyways. Joel cleared his throat, sitting up in his seat. “He keeping your bed warm?” You scoffed, is this really how he’s going to start? By insinuating that Paul was just a friend with benefits. “He’s much more than that.” You clarified quickly, drumming your fingers against the surface of the table softly. Joel wasn’t sure if the drumming was on purpose but the band over your ring finger caught his attention nonetheless. Joel swallowed, staring at it with contempt although he remained a poker face. His heart tightened with unbearable pressure.

“He proposed. I agreed.” You simply explained, following his gaze. “He treating you right?” Joel asked. “More than right. He’s going above. Always had to be an overachiever.” You chuckled lightly at how Paul always brushed off gestures as him overachieving. “I thought you said you hated overachievers?” Your eyes widened slightly, a passing remark that you doubted he would remember. You claimed that overachievers were always perfectionists and wet blankets which was the complete opposite of you. “Well- unlike charges attract I guess.” You shrugged. He sighed, staring off into the distance. “I never thought you’d be the type to date, much less get married,” Joel remarked. You pressed your lips into a thin line, the times when you brushed everything he said off were over.

“What’s wrong with you?” You snapped. Joel’s eyes widened, his jaw agape. A look of confusion on his face. You shook your head in disappointment. “I don’t know what you want Joel. I’m getting married and you’re here making all these… pointless remarks.” Joel sucked in a breath, straightening his posture. “I want you back. I want to spend time with you.” He confessed. Joel watched as your shoulders sunk, a frown on your face. “More like the attention I gave you.” “You know that’s not true.” He hissed. You shook your head, laughing a little. “Really? All the time I tagged along behind you only to be treated like a shadow. It’s not like we have much in common anyways Joel.” You let out all the pent-up frustration inside of you. Joel didn’t have a right. Joel’s expression darkened, he looked away from you, as though just realizing the consequences of his actions. “Is there really nothing between us?” He questioned, his brown eyes looking into yours. The same eyes that made your heart flutter. You laughed and chuckled at him. It was all so ironic to you now. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say something along those lines.” You watched as some figment of hope glistened in his eyes. “But it's all in the past now. Paul is perfect.” It was cruel, seeing the hope in his eyes being extinguished, how his jaw tightened. It was cruel and yet, it was what he once put you through.

Joel shuffled his feet, his gaze on the floor. Finally realising that he had missed his chance and let you slip through his fingers. “Congrats then. For finding him. Just-” Joel looked up, biting his lip slightly. “Be happy, if he does you wrong, I’ll personally beat him up for ya.” You smiled, nodding slightly. “I hope you find someone soon too.” Joel merely shrugged.

“Is everything ok?” It was a message from Paul.

“It will be.” You replied as you left Joel behind in that cafe.

Joel continued staying in that cafe, letting himself reflect on everything that had happened. When enough time has passed, maybe he’ll finally find the will in himself to leave the cafe. However, for now, he’s stuck right where you had left him.

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saltygilmores · 10 months

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Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, Season 2, Episode 17, "Dead Uncles and Vegetables”, Part 4

There are about 7 minutes left in Dead Uncles and Vegetables, let's wrap this up. Emily got swept up in Sookie's wedding planning because she never had the opportunity to plan a wedding for Lorelai (of COURSE. why didn't that click for me? It's so obvious.) Emily lays on the passive-aggressiveness thickly, "I gave up on you having a wedding a long time ago", "If you ever do get married you're just going to have the wedding in this diner and serve burgers and fries to the guests", "Let me tell you about the wedding that I had always envisioned for you" yada yada yada, typical Emily shit. Despite this, Lorelai is still being unusually patient and reasaonble with her mother. I'm still not convinced she's feeling well.

And there it is.

Dirty. I mean, she did just leave work in the middle of the day to help him look at coffins. And apartments. Just gonna go on the record that the Luke/ Lorelai build up until the point they started going out was SOO GOOD (Teen Girl Squad voice) and then shortly after it finally happened, the magic quickly deflated like a popped balloon.

And then what, they broke up in season 6 and didn't get back together for good until the final 30 seconds of the last episode of the series? Am I remembering this correctly? It's been 3 years since I've bothered with the Yale/Logan/Insufferable Rory/Garbage Seasons. Sadly this is pretty typical in many tv series, the will they wont they is infinitely more satisfying than watching some boring couple have a relationship and get married and wash dishes together and shit. Lorelai is like "Luke did you feed Paul Anka" and he's like "Yeah" and she's like "Okay, can you pick up more dog food at Walmart? And don't forget to take the garbage out.". and Luke is like "Tomorrow's Wednesday, garbage day is Friday." I know you don't want to think about it too much, but the same thing would happen if Rory and Jess got married.

Don't get me started on the precious little I still remember from a Year In the Life.

Friends leave work in the middle of the day to help friends look at coffins for their uncles. Just friendly friend things.

Friends, friends, friendly friends, time to meet my friends!

Oh pity my dear Lucas. What kind of Therapist's Wet Dream did you just walk into?

A crystal clear #TomatosSign and a face that says it all.

Luke: "Whatever you say, mother of one of my customers."

LOL, that squint. You're thinking about killing her right now, aren't you Lorelai?

God help me, I love these two. In the conclusion of the episode, Lorelai is the only person to accompany Luke to Dead Louie's burial, which was awfully nice of her.

Stop! This is so tender. Luke worries that like Dead Louie one day he's going to die alone and nobody will come to his funeral. You're mind is clouded with grief Lucas, that's not you, you must be thinking of Dean Forrester. His own family won't come to his funeral. Clara might but she will kick his coffin. You'll be fine. Just had the thought that Jess is definitely going to be the one to plan his funeral but eh let's not dwell on that.

So am I. You're fine. Lorelai runs down all the ways Luke has showed up for her : Making Rory's birthday cake, helping her around the house, building her a chuppah, taking in Jess. Ugh I'm getting a misty eyed. I'm not used to this show inspiring such sappy feelings in me. The Convention of the Male Karens/War Re-Enactors who just spent several minutes yesterday reminding Luke that his uncle was a piece of shit and that they were happy to see him croak have shown up to send him off. Welcome to Stars Hollow where everyone you meet is a two faced phony. The sign welcoming you into the town says "Welcome to Stars Hollow. Trust no one." This must be the longest weekend ever because Rory has not gone to school in like 4 days.

Hippie has packed up his farmer's market. He tells Taylor he just grows the vegetables in his backyard as a hobby. He sold them off to make money for traveling. Taylor: If this was only temporary, why did you put me through all that hoo ha at the town meeting? Hippie: You bought it on yourself, Taylor. *calmly walks away* If we can't end the episode with Jess taking Rory down a peg over her weird power trip, then fine, I'll take someone humbling Taylor.

I love it when Jess bears his naked forearm like such a saucy strumpet. Good little vegetarian loading his plate with bread and beans.

Jess organized the wake himself? is that what I'm hearing? Is that the reason behind Rory's power trip? Just so in the last 2 minutes of the episode she could be like "Even though you're 17 years old and your work ethic is so ridiculously solid that it will eventually cause you to drop out of high school, a work ethic which surely violates some child labor laws in the state of Connecticut and Luke should be investigated, a work ethic which has arisen out of sheer survival because your mother is an unemployed alcoholic and you had to help pay her bills, and even though I'm Miss Rory No Job Gilmore, you took some breaks, so I thought you were a slacker. But I see you put together this wake, so I guess you're actually capable of doing stuff."

She said it in fewer words, but you know.

I know that voice of unflappable modesty. He claims he only unlocked the door for Miss Patty and then he went back to sleep. Is sleeping code for jerking off now? He's been doing a lot of sleeping.

#AdmireTheBaby

Baby, you did such a good job unlocking that door. I love you. Have a cookie.🍪 And my hand in marriage.

NOOOOOOOOOOO. Do not assimilate!!!!! DANGER. DANGER.

Milo told AmyShermanPalladino he wanted Jess to die after getting stabbed in the neck so I wouldn't be surprised if he floated the idea of a botched liquor store robbery. I actually had to google it because I will swear up and down I read that "killed in a botched robbery" was one of his ideas, but I only found "stabbed in the neck" or "hit by a bus." This episode was so nice. It was funny. It was sweet and touching. There was no Dean. Rory was a pest to Jess but everyone else left him alone. I honestly didn't even recall that this episode existed before I started this rewatch, but now that I've seen it again, I'll stick it in my top 10 episodes (which I should post soon). The end.

#gilmore girls #denise rewatches gilmore girls #lorelai gilmore #dead uncles and vegetables #gilmore girls season 2 #my screen capture application is working again #I had to resort to using DVDs yesterday #treasure your physical media #luke danes #jess mariano #rory gilmore #milo ventimiglia

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glampire-rockstar · 10 months

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JOE ANOA'I - Roman Reigns/Joe Leakee

GALINA BECKER - Zoie Jordan/Sierra Moore

JONATHAN GOOD - Jon Moxley/Dean Ambrose

RENEE PAQUETTE - Faye Wayland/Renee Young

COLBY LOPEZ - Seth Rollins/Tyler Black

SARAH ALESANDRELLI - Kourtney Scott/Danielle Morono

FERGAL DEVITT - Finn Balor/Jonah Arsene

VERO RODRIGUEZ - Amy Grayson/Jane Sharp

DANIEL GILLIES - Gavin Powers/Travis Dawson

ASHLEY FLIEHR - Charlotte Flair/Ashley Diamond

IAN SOMERHALDER - Hayden Evans/Brendan Smith

SARAYA BEVIS - Saraya Calaway/Paige Knight

JOSEPH MORGAN - Elijah Gonzales/Hunter Prince

REBECCA QUIN - Becky Lynch/Rebecca Knox

PAUL WESLEY - Isiah Alister/Zakai Danger

APRIL MENDEZ - AJ Lee/Mey Zodiac

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I've found the best characters for my AEW/WWE Fan-Fiction stories, I got the main boys from the Vampire Diaries and the Originals, and got the three married wives and a former girlfriend turned friend.

We know that most of the wrestlers here will be faces or heels, but I want them as the baddest bosses while the good guys are gonna be portrayed as sixteen newcomers who's shorter.

I got Jordan "Dan" Sweeto, Kayleigh "Wolfy" Smyth | Wolfychu, Patrick "Patty" Walters, Dorothy "Dottie" Martin, Johnnie Guilbert, Alexandria "Alex" Dorame, James Tyler Hagen, Shannon "Shan" Taylor, Nathan "Nate" Owens, Leda "Monster Bunny" Muir, Damon "Dee" Fizzy, Carson Fanikos, Luke Jeydon Wale, Samantha "Sam" Rochelle, Kyle David Hall, and Meghan Marie Hogan for the OC portrayals cause I like people within the goth/punk/emo/scene style.

I figured that modern day of straight history meets attitude era for their bad influence; my sixteen OCs doesn't care for the rules and are the most rebellious people in WWE.

This takes place from SummerSlam 2012 for the Fallen Angels and their first victory in Night of Champions: Gold Rush; Survivor Series 2012 for the Shield and their first victory in TLC; Royal Rumble 2013 for the Dark Gods and their first victory in Elimination Chamber; WrestleMania 29 for the Resistance and their first victory in Extreme Rules; they're known as the Pack of Lone Wolves.

For each OC stable...their names are the following; the Unholy Circle for the girls, the Genesis for the girls, the Blood Order for the boys, and the Demolition for the boys; they're the Pride of Wild Lions.

Comment down on ring names for my OCs and follow me at Wattpad on GlampireRockstar...sayonara guys!

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liptonsbabe · 3 years

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Time [J.B]

Jacob Black x Swan! Fem! reader

Summary: You are Jacob's imprint, but he is in love with your older sister Bella. Billy asks you for time so Jacob can clarify his feelings and realize that the imprint bond is stronger than everything, but you don't want him to be obligated to love you, anyway, you grant him the time his father asks for, however nothing changes until you decide to put an end to it.

Word count: 1.03K

Warnings: angst(?. Same note as ever, english not my mother language so pls tell me if something’s wrong

Gif’s not mine

Jacob Black ran out of the house with the rain soaking him from head to toe. His cropped hair dripped and the heat in his chest dried the water into a light mist that rose into the sky. You followed him running, stopping when you heard Billy's voice asking you to let him go.

The man approached you with difficulty, squeaking the wheels of his chair, stopping in front of the forest behind you with the letter that had just arrived clutched tightly in his hand.

Your eyes remained fixed on the forest where Jacob's fur was still blurring through the thick trees. You wanted to run after him and stop him from doing something crazy, but you weren't sure it would work out. You had just received Bella's invitation to her marriage with Edward Cullen and Jacob was devastated. You felt no different. Bella was your older sister by a year and you never got along with her, not because you didn't want it that way, but because most of the time she lived with her mother Renee and you had spent your whole life with Charlie in Forks after your mother's death. You and Bella were very different and that made your ideas diverge from each other causing you to have some disputes regarding your relationship with the Cullens and the feelings Jacob had for her.

You and Jacob were friends since childhood, Charlie, Harry and Billy used to go fishing every weekend so you grew up being very close to the Clearwater's, the Black sisters and with Jacob. You realized you were in love with him when on your fourteenth birthday he gave you a handmade necklace, with a beautiful pink topaz in the center carved by himself in the shape of a heart. You remembered feeling your stomach turn from the excitement of the gift and seeing Jacob's huge smile as he wished you a happy bday.

From that moment your love for him grew as time went on and you even thought he liked you too, however Bella's arrival ruined everything and Jacob went head over heels for her.

You had no hateful feelings towards Bella, after all she was your sister and you loved her, but it was clear that her relationship with Edward was a priority for her and that Jacob was nothing more than a friend. Their relationship became strange when the Cullens left the town and then Bella needed you and Jacob to get out of the depression in which Edward plunged her. You insisted her to get out of the house, do things together and Bella agreed only so Charlie wouldn't worry about her anymore. Then Bella would convince you to go to the Black's house and get into the garage to help Jacob repair the motorcycles she had bought with her college fund.

Then you became a ghost. You were there, but at the same time you weren't. Jacob became engrossed in your sister's presence leaving you aside. It hurt you that his attention was focused on Bella being that you had shared more together, however you thought that was what your sister needed to get over Edward and you were fine with that.

But then the Cullens came back and everything around you fell apart. Jacob began to change and his true nature emerged from the core of his body. Watching him turn into a huge wolf in front of your eyes made you realize that the legends Billy used to tell you were real and that the Quileutes were indeed descendants of warrior spirits who transformed into wolves to protect the reservation.

You thought everything in your relationship had changed when suddenly you were thrown into a spiral of confusion as Jacob's eyes locked onto yours after his first transformation. His eyes widened and he began to shake violently falling to the floor on his knees. You tried to grab him by the arms and felt as if an invisible force was pulling you to his chest wanting to take refuge in him forever.

Billy was with you when that happened and with a smile on his lips he told the story about the imprints, the importance they had in the pack and that you had become one of them.

Being Jacob's imprint didn't change the situation much. He was still in love with Bella, Bella with Edward and you with Jacob. It was an endless circle that was getting harder and harder to undo and that afternoon, as the invitation slipped through the Black's door you knew that even if your souls were connected in some way, you were never going to be first but Bella.

You kept looking out into the woods. A thunderstorm fell in the city and you felt Billy's hand squeeze your soaked jacket. You looked down meeting his gaze, silently pleading you.

"Give him time" he asked. You sighed

"Time" you repeated "for what, for him to continue to get his hopes up? for his heart break even more? no matter how much I do or how much I stand by him, Billy. Jacob will never stop loving Bella and letting him continue to be infatuated with her will only make his pain grow."

"You are his imprint."

"That stopped mattering for both of us a long time ago" you said, returning your gaze to the forest "We can't keep fooling ourselves, there may be a bond between us, but that doesn't mean he loves me. He wants to protect me, to have me by his side, but that's not really his desire, it's because his nature have forced him. Even my presence hasn't stopped him from running off after Bella."

Billy was silent. He squeezed your arm and you felt him pull his chair closer with his other hand. He stood beside you looking out into the damp forest where Jacob's plaintive howls could be heard.

"Time," Billy said earnestly. You half laughed

"Time? I have plenty of a lifetime to give him," you replied. A tear slipped down your cheek "But I highly doubt that he wants it."

Pt2

#jacob black #jacob black imagine #jacob black x reader #taylor lautner #twilight #twilight saga #twilight cast #sam uley imagine #uley pack #quileute wolfpack #sam uley #Jared Cameron #paul lahote #paul lahote imagine #embry call #embry call x reader #eclipse #breaking down #new moon

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theclearwaters · 3 years

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The Goof Uley Pack [x]

#chaske spencer #bronson pelletier #kiowa gordon #alex meraz #tyson houseman #taylor lautner #breaking dawn behind the scenes #the uley pack #the twilight saga #sam uley #jacob black #jared cameron #embry call #paul lahote #quil ateara v #my shoddy edits

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brody75 · 2 years

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Peaky Blinders - Black Day

#Peaky Blinders #Black Day #thomas shelby #michael gray #arthur shelby #gina gray #cillian murphy #finn cole #paul anderson #anya taylor packs #tvedit #TV show #bbc

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douchebagsfortestosterone · 3 years

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a guy loses his hot shot job, house, and large sums of money all very quickly so hits up an old friend who's kind enough to let him crash on the couch for a couple weeks while he tries to sort things out. little did he know his friend meant literally two weeks. he's still homeless and needs to stay longer and his friend is more than willing to let him do so. for a price of course. if this former stud wants to keep living there rent free then he'll have to essentially become his old friend's live-in fagdump. this wouldn't be so much of an issue if his friend wasn't packing a triple beer can cock or wasn't such a sadist about plundering his straight cherry. feat paul wesley (as the homeless one) & aaron taylor-johnson (as the triple beercan cock friend)

“dude have you even showered, jesus” jace sneered as he nearly tripped over a stack of beer cans discarded by the sofa. jace wished this wasn’t such a common occurrence, but between the constant state of nudity and the overflowing wasted beer cans, that jace had a sneaking suspicion had piss in them, he was exhausted of his best mates shenanigans, he could scarcely bring his own family home to this pigsty let alone some cheap whore from the bar down the street, so suffice to say he had a lot of pent-up frustration. “mate it’s been two fucking weeks, and you promised me you would get a job in that time” jace chastised, kicking his friends feet off the sofa and sitting down beside him, “i ain’t going to kick you out bro but god we need to work out some sort of arrangement and since you don’t have a dollar to you i can only think of other ways” he eyed up his mate as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid out his stupidly fat fucking cock.

@testcsterone1x1

#146

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tasksweekly · 4 years

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[TASK 201: SAINT KITTS AND NEVIS]

In celebration of June being Caribbean American Heritage Month, there’s a masterlist below compiled of over 80+ Kittitian and/or Nevisian faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.

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MASTERLIST!

Cicely Tyson (1924) Afro-Nevisian - actress and model.

Susan L. Taylor (1946) Afro-Trinidianian / Afro-Kittitian - editor and writer.

Joan Armatrading (1950) Afro-Kittitian - singer and guitarist.

Ellen Cleghorne (1965) African-American, Afro-Kittitian - actress and comedian.

Michelle Gayle (1971) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer, actress and author.

Alison Hammond (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - presenter.

Angela Griffin (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian / English - actress and presenter.

Corinne Bailey Rae (1979) Afro-Kittitian / English - singer.

Rhea Bailey (1983) Afro-Kittitian / English - actress.

Melanie Liburd (1987) Afro-Kittitian / English - actress.

Laura Mvula (1987) Afro-Kittitian / Afro-Jamaican - singer.

Keisha White (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer.

Pippa Bennett-Warner (1988) Afro-Jamaican, Afro-Kittitian - actress.

Lady Leshurr (1989) Afro-Kittitian - rapper.

Damaris Lewis (1990) Afro-Kittitian - model.

Wendy St. Kitts (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer.

Ngozi Paul (?) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian / Dominica - actress, writer and director.

F - Athletes:

Nicola Adams (1982) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian, French, British - boxer.

Virgil Hodge (1983) Afro-Kittitan or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Tiandra Ponteen (1984) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Phoenetia Browne (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Brittney Lawrence (1995) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Dakota Mills (1997) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Quinn Josiah (2000) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Carley Uddenberg (2000) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Leon Herbert (1955) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor, director, writer and producer.

Robbie Gee (1964) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Michael Boatman (1964) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Simon Webbe (1978) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer.

Devon Anderson (1987) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Leeon Jones (1993) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Burt Caesar (?) Afro-Kittitian - actor, broadcaster and director.

Tevin Wallace (?) Afro-Kittitian, Afro-Trinidadian - actor and model.

E-Carter / Eric Carter (?) Afro-Kittitian - rapper.

Santoy / Santoy Barrett (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer.

Louis Hanley (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer.

Tifferny Cyanne (?) Afro-Nevisian, Montserratian, Irish - model (Instagram: tiffernynco).

M - Athletes:

Ces Podd (1952) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Elquemedo Willett (1953) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer.

Bert Bowery (1954) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Derick Parry (1954) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer.

Victor Eddy (1955) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer.

Desai Williams (1959) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Livingstone Bramble (1960) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - boxer.

Derek Redmond (1965) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Keith Arthurton (1965) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer.

Gary Smith (1966) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Des Hazel (1967) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Dean Walling (1969) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Stuart Williams (1969) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer.

Carl Tuckett (1970) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer.

Bobby Bowry (1971) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Keith Gumbs (1972) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Lutel James (1972) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Sagi Burton (1977) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Brian Quailey (1978) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Adam Newton (1980) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Calum Willock (1981) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Erasmus James (1982) Afro-Kittitian - American footballer.

Tesfa Robinson (1985) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Atiba Harris (1985) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Jason St Juste (1985) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Matthew Berkeley (1987) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Patrece Liburd (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Ryan Robbins (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Micah Richards (1988) Afro-Kittitian / Unknown - footballer.

Antoine Adams (1988) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Febian Brandy (1989) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Brijesh Lawrence (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Zephaniah Thomas (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Michael Nottingham (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Aaron Moses-Garvey (1989) Afro-Kittitianor Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Kieran Powell (1990) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer.

Jordan Bowery (1991) Afro-Kittitianor Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Jason Rogers (1991) Afro-Kittitian - sprinter.

Romaine Sawyers (1991) Afro-Kittitian / Unknown - footballer.

Rowan Liburd (1992) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Omari Sterling-James (1993) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Raheem Hanley (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Theo Wharton (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Jacob Hazel (1994) Afro-Kittitian- footballer.

Harry Panayiotou (1994) Afro-Kittitian / Greek Cypriot - footballer.

Alain Sargeant (1995) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Jerry St. Juste (1996) Afro-Kittitian / Dutch - footballer.

Warren Hazel (1996) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter.

Jeremiah Louis (1996) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer.

Marcus Rashford (1997) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Raheem Somersall (1997) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Daniel Bowry (1998) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Romario Martin (1999) Afro-Kittitian - footballer.

Mikyle Louis (2000) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer.

Kareem Queeley (2001) Afro-Kittitian - basketball player.

Problematic:

Bertil Fox (1951) Afro-Kittitian - convicted murderer.

Neil deGrasse Tyson (1958) African-American, Puerto Rican, Afro-Nevisian - sexual assault allegations.

Mel B (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Nevisian / British - said in an interview that she slept with a co-star, named them but didn’t get their permission.

Akil Grier (1992) Afro-Kittitian or Nevisian - charged with rape.

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mirkwoodshewolf · 5 years

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Ridge farm memories; Queen x teen reader

*Author’s note*

Well this fic is DEFINITELY LONG OVER DUE!!!! For those who were fans of the Deacy fic “Always family” here is a scene I decided to do based off the comforting scene Roger and reader-chan had. So no warnings except RAW FLUFF but if I had to add a warning, it would be that SOB Paul makes an appearance. But other than that this is a SUPREME FLUFF FIC. So I hope you all enjoy this fic as well as the last one I just posted up :)

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I was downstairs in the kitchen sitting between Deacy and Brian eating my breakfast while they were in the middle of an argument regarding Rog's new song.

"Put my heart and soul into this song." Roger spoke up as he cut up a loaf of bread.

"No one is disputing that." Answered Deacy.

"And you don't like it because you want your songs on the album." Roger retorted.

"It's not that Roger."

"Then what is it?"

"'I'm in love with my car?'" Answered Brian as my cousin shrugged giving him one of his funny looks. "Maybe it's not strong enough?" suggested Brian.

"What does that even mean not strong enough?"

"I know that I'm late, what did I miss?" Freddie's voice soon spoke up.

"They're talking about Roger's car song." I filled Fred in on the details as he came over and kissed the top of my head before getting himself a cup of coffee.

"Is it strong enough that's all I'm asking. If I'm on my own here, then I apologize." Brian spoke up as he raised his hands in defense.

"How does your new song go then? Hmm?" Roger picked up a sheet of paper that had Brian's current song that he was working on as he read out loud, "'You call me sweet, like I'm some kind of cheese'."

"It's good." Defended Brian.

"Wow." Roger exclaimed sarcastically.

"Is that, you know 'with my hands on your grease gun?' That's very subtle...."

"It's a metaphor Brian!"

"It's just a bit weird Roger, what exactly are you doing with that car?" my cousin spoke up.

"Children please. We could all murder each other but then who would be left to record this album?" Freddie spoke up.

"Statistically speaking most bands don't fail, they break up." Deacy piped in.

"Deacy!" I slapped his arm.

"What the hell would you say something like that?" Freddie asked Deacy as he stared at him in shock. Deacy merely shrugged before Freddie turned to Roger and said, "Roger there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen." Before walking out to probably have a smoke break.

"I know why you're angry Roger." Brian spoke up.

"Why?" demanded Roger.

"Because you know your song isn't strong enough." Roger grew quiet and he nodded before walking back over to the oven, grabbing the bacon from the pan and throwing it straight at Brian who was unaffected by it.

"Oh great, now you've done it. Way to go, Bri." I muttered quietly just before the bacon hit Brian square in the face.

"Is that strong enough?" Then with one quick motion, Roger knocked everything off the counter, all our food, plates, the vase full of flowers, everything except our mugs that we each held as Roger roared out again, "What about that!?!" He then went and grabbed the coffee machine and was just about to smash it when we all exclaimed to him.

"NOT THE COFFEE MACHINE!!"

It's been a few days since we've moved from Rockfield studios here to Ridge farm studio to record the 'A Night at the Opera' album. And so far if I had to compare the two, I'd say I'd like this one a lot more because it had a nice pool to take a morning dip and it was a lot more spacious than Rockfield was because there was also a wooded area just behind us where we could hike, hell even campout if we wanted to.

After breakfast I decided to take my morning swim since I knew Paul would be breathing down my neck about getting all the pictures the record company required during this trip, and of course bash on how most of them didn't include more pictures of Fred. So I figured a little relaxing swim would do me some good, plus it'd get me away from the stress the guys are having to be under especially after what had just happened at breakfast.

As I passed the kitchen heading for the backdoor, I felt something grab my arm and I was pulled into a dark room. I was about to scream when I heard Roger's voice say.

"Don't scream it's just me." I shoved his hand away from my mouth and I hissed out in a whisper.

"What the fuck Roger you know I hate it when you do that."

"Why are you whispering?"

"Wha? I don't know. What are you doing here in this cupboard?" I first questioned in a whisper but then spoke in normal volume.

"Lesson number one you'll learn from your dear old professor Taylor my dear. Is that when you want something but other's won't give them what they want, you protest against them."

"Seriously Rog?"

"Yeah, I stayed up all night putting that song together, the least they could do is allow it in the album. I mean we went with John's sappy song. God if I have to hear that line one more time, I think my ears will just explode."

"Okay one that song is special to him cause it's for Veronica. And second and most importantly, why drag me in here with you?"

"That leads to my rule two, in order to get this less biased, you need people to support you in your cause." I just looked at him weirdly and when I didn't respond the way he was hoping he spoke up again, "What you think the song's stupid too?"

"Well I mean it's—"

"Don't you dare finish that answer." I shut my mouth before speaking up.

"I mean Roger you've got to slightly admit; it does sound like you're trying to do something more with a piece of machinery."

"It's a metaphor (y/n)."

"For what? Your car sex fantasy? Roger please let me out of this cupboard right now, I just want to go for my morning swim."

"Well it can wait; cause you're not going anywhere."

"What?"

"This has now turned into a hostage situation and you're not leaving till either you accept and be my partner in this, or the lads finally accept and have the song go on the album. Whatever one comes first. You are the Rumpelstiltskin to my Mungoblizzar."

"What?"

"You know the two cats from that poem you love so much. I see you read it all the time and you even read it to me."

"Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer?"

"Yeah that's it. Why are they named that again?"

"I don't know I'm not T.S Eliot."

"So partners in crime till the end. Like we pact."

"Yeah Rog we did make a pact, but I draw the line here."

"Nope, since I'm the oldest between us, you've got to respect your elders and you are going to stay in here with me to protest against them. Whether you like it or not." He bopped my nose which made me groan.

Hours went by and of course once the guys found out that roger forcefully made me the bait of negotiation, it turned between a tug of war to see who'd give in first. Until finally Freddie agreed to have Roger's song be on the B-side of the album.

God and all I wanted to do that day was have a nice relaxing morning swim.

A couple more weeks passed and the album was almost about done. One day Brian had told us that he had managed to find a perfect spot for stargazing and thought it would be a good idea for all of us to pack up some gear and go star gazing.

Immediately agreeing after working so hard, Freddie agreed to the idea instantly, Deacy was down for it as well wanting to have a break from the arguing and the complaining. I agreed to it because it would feel like a camping trip and I hadn't been camping since I was a child. Roger also agreed because that'd give him some time away from the recording studio since his hands were still recovering from abusing them so much.

Unfortunately Paul Prenter decided he needed to insert himself on this little outing, claiming that he needed to make sure the band wasn't too distracted since they were on a strict deadline and that Mr. Reid would come and check on the progress of the album, along with Miami.

So here we all were out in the forest walking across logs, hopping from boulder to boulder, gazing at little mini streams, or observing the wildlife of nature, especially Brian. He especially got distracted when a fox would quickly come out from a bush and stare at us before running away.

I was currently hopping from boulder to boulder and of course Deacy being the overprotective cousin that he was said to me.

"Careful (y/n), last time you did that you had a broken ankle for weeks."

"I was 7 years old when that happened Deacy, I'm as agile as a jungle cat." As I hopped onto one boulder I nearly almost fell until I was caught by Roger who said smugly.

"Yeah, a dead jungle cat." I stuck my tongue at him and we continued to tread on.

Of course Paul made the walk seem longer because like every 2 minutes he just had to take a break so I took the time to screw around with him and fill his backpack with small rocks. Roger who of course supported my pranks on Prenter kept watch to make sure the other three didn't rat me out.

As we came down a step hill. I first got on the log and walked down it before squealing out and jumped onto the boulders below.

"Careful guys, that last step is pretty steep."

"Thanks for the warning love." Brian spoke out as he came down next, followed by Roger, Freddie and Deacy. While Paul mainly crawled along the rocks like the snake that he was exhausted and winded.

"Ohh I'm going to kill my doctor. He always said I was in perfect shape." Before we could go on, Brian then spoke up.

"Alright, we'll break."

"Again?" complained Roger. "Brian, at this rate it'll take us a week just to get to this special spot you found."

"Look I don't like it either but since it's not too far from here we'll just rest for a bit, allow Paul to catch his breath and we'll walk the rest of the way. Just chill Roger." He then walked on ahead with Deacy and Fred walking alongside them to talk while I slowly sneaked back behind Paul who had taken his backpack off and I proceeded to quickly fill more pockets of his bag with rocks.

"God I'm in such bad shape. Someone had me my water, I can't move."

"I got it." I said. I soon found his water bottle lying between the two boulders that we were sitting on top of but what I found interesting was the little lizard just a couple inches from his water bottle just sunning on the rock. A smirk spread across my face as I whispered, "Brilliant."

I grabbed the lizard which squirmed between my fingers till I set her down on Paul's bottle. I turned to Roger to see him trying to hold in his laughter as I said as I handed Paul his water bottle.

"Here you go Paul." He took it without even looking at me let alone thanking me as he immediately began to douse his water down his throat. A split second later he let out a scream as he fell off the boulder and screamed like a little girl waving his arms in a shooing motion as his legs spasmed.

"What's happened?" asked Deacy. I then grabbed the female lizard and said as I held her gently between my fingers.

"This cute little girl made herself home on Paul's water bottle." I stroked her long tail as Freddie said.

"Be thankful it was just a lizard Paul. It could've been a lot worse you know."

"Oh right, right you're right Freddie. I'll be fine, thank you." I rolled my eyes as did Roger and pretty much the rest of the guys minus Fred because we all knew of Paul's infatuation with Fred. I then held the lizard out towards Paul so that when he turned after milking his praises, the second he turned the lizard squeaking in his face making Paul shriek out as he told me, "Get that bloody thing away from me! I hate things that crawl!"

Wow then I pity the poor child that you'll have to bear one of these days Paul, though I hope you never reproduce your poisonous seeds.

"How can you even touch that, I thought girls were supposed to hate things like that? Just—put it away!"

"Okay, okay I'll put her down." I muttered as I stood up before an even better idea came to mind. I slowly leaned over Paul's head and placed the lizard on top of his head.

"Rog, (n/n)." Deacy spoke up.

"What?" Both Roger and I chorused alarmed almost fearing I had been caught.

"Brian, Freddie and I will take the lead. You two help Paul, okay?" As the three of them walked ahead, Roger came up beside me before Paul as the mustached arsehole muttered as he stood himself up with his backpack once again on his back.

"Sure you'll help me. Right over a cliff you'll help me." He then walked on ahead complaining and muttering in pain as Roger whispered to me.

"Not a bad idea."

"Yeah see any cliffs? I doubt he's got anyone that'll really miss him." We turned towards Paul who was still muttering in agony as I spoke up in mock sympathy. "Need some help Prenter?" He stopped in his place and turned towards me as he sneered through his forked tongue.

"Not from you Deacon. Don't think I can't see the She-devil behind that angel face of yours. One more trick out of you lass and I promise I will make your life hell from the day this album takes off into the charts. Got it?" Roger protectively wrapped his arm around my shoulder as I was unaffected by Paul's empty threat before he turned around.

"Got it, Norman Bates." I muttered. Roger snickered as Paul froze and turned around and hissed out.

"What did you call me?"

"Nothing, nothing she didn't say anything. Norman Bates." Roger muttered as the two of us walked past him. He muttered the name to me and I softly snickered as Roger stopped to say, "Oh by the way Prenter, I think I saw something on your head." He then turned back and followed behind me.

The two of us hid behind a tree while Roger peeked out and I could hear Paul scream before it was silenced for all but his whimpering.

"Oh my god." Roger was almost in complete hysterics. "You brilliant She-devil it went in his mouth."

"Oh that poor lizard." We fist-bumped each other as we saw the guys coming around as Brian was asking what happened now as Paul was now coughing and groaning in disgust.

"What.....happened now?" asked Freddie panting. Paul was gasping like a fish out of water but I did manage to hear.

"Ask—her....." I then heard Deacy sigh heavily and I could just feel him looking behind him towards the tree we were hiding. Roger and I peeked out innocently as Roger said.

"Oh come off it Deacy what did she do? She was by my side the entire time."

Finally we reached Brian's spot. It was a nice open meadow filled with beautiful wildflowers as far as the eye could see. All in various species and colors, there was also some points when the creatures of the forest would peek out like deer, does with their fawns, badgers, foxes and even a couple of hedgehogs.

I definitely got some good pictures of the wildlife as well as the flowers and of course the boys. By nightfall we were all gathered around and I'll admit Brian was right, this was the perfect spot for stargazing. I mean you look up and there's just billions and billions of them.

"Wow Brian, you—were right this is.....gorgeous." said Deacy.

"Told you." Brian spoke up.

"It's so unreal of just how many stars there really are in the sky." Said Freddie.

"I could live here forever if it meant getting to look at this every night." I said in awe.

"I agree with you on that love." Brian said.

"Hey Brian, do you ever wonder what lies beyond our world? I mean as an astrophysics major does it ever occur to you that maybe we're not the only beings in the universe?" I asked him.

"That's always the question love, and that's why astronauts and the people at NASA always work so hard. We've already managed to colonize the moon, who knows what we'll be able to accomplish in the future. And maybe we might discover something far beyond our solar system."

"Cool." I said in awe. "Hey Bri?"

"Hmm?"

"How—how do constellations get named? I mean do the astronomers just look at an image and just say 'oh hey we'll name this the Big Dipper and little dipper' or is it more scientifically?"

"Oh don't get him started (n/n), we'll be here all night." Roger spoke up. Brian scowled at Roger but said.

"Ignore him (y/n), he's just jealous you're not asking questions about dentistry."

"You know I changed my major to biology." Roger pointed out but Brian only chuckled and sat up allowing me to go up to him and actually rest my head on his lap as he spoke.

"Well to answer your question (y/n), it's sometimes varies. It sometimes does deal with the actual formation that the stars make, but that's because their names have dated back to the ancient Greek and Roman days when the first astronomers began mapping the stars. We've just added more onto what was previously said."

"So what did you do for your major?" I asked.

"My current thesis is about the radical velocities in zodiacal dust cloud. I completed it just last year but I'm putting in on hold for publication for a while due to my commitment here."

"Will you ever get it published?" I asked.

"Someday. It'd be ashamed and a waste of my time if I didn't. Hours spent doing research on my thesis and everything for it to not be shared with the field of astrophysics."

"You know science was always my favorite subject, I especially loved it when we got to do the astronomy section."

"Really?"

"It's true. Ever since primary school she's been obsessed with space, planets and the stars." Deacy spoke up.

"Now not to judge on why you picked up photography, but why didn't you try to go for a science degree?"

"Because every boy in my grade always said 'science isn't for girls'. I got teased about it relentlessly. Then one day after coming home with a bloody nose I decided to keep my mouth shut and find something else."

"Well they were obviously jealous that a girl was not only cute but too smart for their feeble little minds." Proclaimed Freddie. I blushed after remembering the baby pictures of me that the boys have seen when they all came to visit me and aunt Lillian on my birthday just a few months ago. Of course Deacy helped out with the embarrassment just to irk me.

"Freddie's right love. I won't tell you to change your dream because you've got a future in photography, but if it doesn't work out then you should try to give science another chance. Clever girl like you, I know you'll get far." Said Brian.

"You mean that?"

"Of course." He playfully poked the tip of my nose which made me laugh as we continued to observe the stars. With the gentle strokes he was giving my head, the sound of the crickets making a beautiful symphony and the beauty of the stars, I soon found myself falling asleep in Brian's lap.

*3rd Person POV*

Brian looked down to see (y/n) asleep in his lap. He smiled softly and softly whispered to the boys.

"Lads, take a look." Freddie awed softly and said.

"She's like a cat when she sleeps."

"I think it is time we head back to the house." Answered Deacy.

"About time." Paul muttered as he stood up. Roger and Deacy glared at Paul. Brian gently picked her up and to help make the trip easier so that she wouldn't wake up, he placed her on Deacy's back and he gripped his cousin's legs while Brian adjusted her arms around her cousin's neck.

Feeling the transition, (y/n) buried her face into her cousin's neck, his long hair gently tickling her face and the five of them headed back to the house.

Once they got there, Deacy and Brian helped (y/n) into her bed, Brian helped eased (y/n) into the bed while Deacy covered and tucked her in. The two of them kissed her goodnight and whispered their goodnights to her before heading off to their rooms.

The stress of making an album is straining, so its always nice to find those little spaces in between to find the time to have some fun and keep the peace. Whether it's a nice relaxing swim in the summer heat, having fun with the farm animals, or just stargazing in the cool summer heat.

Luckily with Queen they managed to find the time to do it, especially when their little mini-Deacy was around. Because they hated for her to be bored, so they always made time to pull anything that might interest her just to make her day better. And when she was happy, they were happy.

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fabledenigma · 1 year

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In the Source Link, you will find a gif pack of Emily Osment in 2021 Christmas tv movie - A Very Merry Bridesmaid.

Emily plays the lead female character Leah Taylor. Leah's 30th birthday is Christmas Eve, the same day as her brother Paul's wedding. Paul's best man and Leah's childhood crush Drew is determined to help her celebrate both.

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Somebody To Love (Part 17- Rock You)

(Ben!RogerTaylor)

Word count: 1,858

Warnings: None

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The next morning I get up very early to take Felix over to my parents for the day. I wanted to talk to Roger about everything before they all head to the studio. I take a deep breath opening the front door to our house and Roger rushes over to me. "Alice..." I put my finger up, "I don't want to talk about it Rog. I'm still upset but I'm going to give you another chance. Because I love you to death Roger Taylor." I cry and he pulls me into his chest, "And I love you to death too, Alice Taylor. I swear on our son it's never going to happen again." He kisses me passionately.

We all started to get tired of Fred showing up late so we just sat around and talked to each other. "I want a new boat." Roger random says as I look through a magazine. "If we get a new one, I get to pick it this time. Like this one is for me. This is for me." I say flipping through the pages. "Wait, What about that one?" He points at one "It's a good size." He says.

"Everyone up on the drum risers!" Brian speaks up calling us over. "Up on the drum risers." He repeats himself and Chrissie gets up, "Come on." She says walking over to him. "Wives and everyone, Brian?" Deaky asks and Veronica asks me. "Yes! Come on, John. Everyone." He says again and I stand up, "Let's go." I wave for Roger to get up and I go stand next to Chrissie while the rest walk slower. "Bass?" Deaky asks and Brian kicks his butt, "No, don't need it. Come on, Rog. Take your time." Brian gently pushes Roger making me and Chrissie laugh.

"Alright, What's this about?" Roger asks standing next to me. Brian tells us that he ants the crowns to be a part of something so he has an idea. "Stomp to this beat." He tells us and we all look at each other. " Genius." Deaky says making us smile. "Come on." Brian tells us and we do as he says, "Good. Now I want you to clap in the third beat." Brian continues and we do so. "Don't speed up!" Roger tells us making us all laugh as we continue. "Ah, you kept time, Rog. Good." Brian says making Roger smile.

"What's going on?" Fred asks and we all stop. "You'd know if you were on time." Roger tells him. "I'm a performer, darling, not a Swiss train conductor." Fred answer his and I see Roger let out a breath. I grab onto his arm rubbing it. "Sorry I'm late." Freddie tells Bri, "Again." I say making him look at me. "All right. Now would you please tell me why you're not playing any instruments?" He turns back to Brian. Brian explains what he wants the crowd to do showing Fred and we join in again.

We end up recording the song adding in more people so it would sound good then the boys played their instruments while us girls watched. "Are you going to stay home this up coming tour?" Veronica asked me. "I don't think so. I'm just going to take Felix on this tour. I'm scared if something happens again with Roger." I say and Chrissie nods her head. "I feel like it's better if you go, so you can make sure Roger doesn't mess up again." She squeezes my hand and Veronica catches on since I didn't tell her what happened.

"Ready to go pick up the baby?" Roger walks up behind me rubbing my shoulders. "Yeah, see you ladies soon. Bye guys!" I wave to the boys as me and Roger leave. "So I was talking with the girls about the up and coming tour. I think it would be good if me and Felix come too. You know." I say hoping he won't get mad at me for seeming like I don't trust him. "That would be a great idea. Then I won't miss you and the baby on tour. Both of you would be with me 24/7." He smiles at me as we drive to my parents.

I was actually really worried about going on tour with Felix. He was only a month old when it started. Paul was beyond pisses that I was coming especially with the baby while the others were excited to have me back on tour again. I went to every concert and took Felix with me, but I bought special headphones to put over his little ears during the shows. Literally the first show of the tour Roger took Felix out of my arms and ran on stage to show him off. Which he made a tradition for every city we went too for the entire U.S dates.

Tonight they were playing Madison Square Garden and of course Roger took Felix out to show the crowd how big he was at four months now. Jim brought me my chair to sit in on off the side of the stage so I could watch the concert. As they perform We Will Rock You, I stomped my foot bouncing Felix and clapping his hands to the song. "Look, see daddy." I point at Roger's and kiss his head. "Ahdab." Felix says in his baby talk and I turn him around to face. "Yes, that's ahadb." I baby talk him back and see Mary walk towards me. "Mary!" I hold Felix close to my chest jumping up to go hug her.

"He's getting so big." She takes him out of my arms as we both make our way to the back. "I know, he's getting to be a big boy." I smile as she bounces him. "Hello, you must be Alice. I'm David, Mary's boyfriend." David introduces himself and I shake his hand. "Hello, I've heard a lot about you, so it's finally nice to meet you." I say and he smiles at Mary. "You talk about me?" He kisses her making me squeal, "You two are perfect for each other!" I make them both laugh as Mary passes Felix back to me.

"Well I'm very glad you approve of me. May I?" He looks at Felix. "Oh of course, he loves meeting new people. Especially since his father loves to show him off every bloody night." He carfully takes Felix as I pass him to him. "Plus I'm the one who force Mary to go out and have fun with you. So you have me to thank." I smile at him linking my arm with Mary. "Well thank you because Mary is a wonderful beautiful woman." He smiles at the two of us as we all walk over to the bar to drink and talk.

I knew the boys would be coming back here soon since the show just ended and David was still holding the baby. "Boo!" Roger tries scaring me but it didn't since I was expecting him. "You did lovely tonight, like every night." I kiss him and Mary smiles at him, "Hello Roger." Roger gives her a small hug, "It nice to see you again Mary, and you are?" He asks looking at David holding his child. "Mary's boyfriend, David. Alice, let me hold the little guy for awhile." He smile bouncing the baby. Felix starts to baby talk and moves his arms around towards Roger. "Look like he wants his daddy now." David laughs giving Roger Felix.

"Did you watch daddy tonight? Was daddy good?" Roger says in a baby voice making Felix giggle. "I take that as a yes." He kiss the top of his little head as Deaky and Brian say hi to Mary. "See you around." I hug Mary and David. "Bye Alice, Roger, and little Felix." Mary smiles as we walk over to a group of people to talk. While a few girls were talking to Roger and Deaky, I watched Paul and John talk in the distance. What are they being secretive about?

"Love, What are you looking at?" Roger asks still holding Felix while he drank and talked. "Paul slipped a paper to John and when Jim walked up they acted differently." I say still watching them. "It's probably nothing darling." He kisses the top of my head and I look at him. "I'll be right back." I kiss his cheek and leave him to go talk to John.

"Alice darling, how may I help you?" He asks turning to face me. "What did Paul just give you? Don't you lie to me because I've got a lot of anger in me having to take care of a baby and making sure Roger doesn't cheat again." I cross my arms raising an eyebrow. "Since we get a long very well... I tell you... Paul said Fred have been getting deals about a solo deal, so he wants me to propose it to him later." He says pulling me closer so no one hears us. "Why would you think that's what's good? Queen is doing so well right now. Plus if it's Paul's idea, why is he making you do it? John, it doesn't seem right... I don't trust Paul." I say taking a step closer to him so Paul doesn't hear me.

"Alice, I'll just say it then tell him to think about later when Queen is done." He smiles walking away from me and I shake my head. You're going to mess up... "What were you two talking about?" Paul steps in front of me. "Nothing important, just things about tonight's show and what's next." I lie and he smiles at me, "I don't think that will was necessary.” He winks before leaving me alone. I walk back over to Roger and take Felix out of his arms before leaving to room. "Felix, Mommy is a little pissed off right now so please don't be too much trouble tonight." I kiss is forehead as I make my way to the cars to head to the hotel.

When I get back to the hotel I put Felix to sleep and he wasn't any trouble like I was hoping for. I start to pack my suitcase to be ready to leave in a few hours. While I start to shove thing aggressively inside, the door opens and Roger walks in. "What happed? After you took Felix and left room, I went to go follow you but the diver said you already left. Did I do something?" He asks confused and worried. "You didn't do anything Rog, I was just ready to leave." I says still shoving this harder into the suitcase. "Something is wrong." He sits next to me in the floor.

"It's just Paul again... I think he's up to something, Rog. He's a bloody sneaky little fucker. I don't like him or trust him." I look at Roger annoyed with everything. "I hate him too but you're just stressed out with everything. You're taking care of our son while on your working." He kisses me and I rest my head on his shoulder. "I don't know, Rog."

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Bohemian Rhapsody - Ben Hardy/ Roger Taylor fic [Chapter 1]

A/N: I did not go writing this referencing by the years but mostly the events that had happened in Queen and the movie, Bohemian Rhapsody not in a particular order. I hope you enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it.

INTRODUCTION: Roger Taylor, the famous drummer of Queen won a lot of hearts as he performed several gigs along with his bandmates, Freddie, Brian and John. His playboy self slowly vanishing as he meets the girl of his dreams but what happens when their dreams after marriage takes a toll with fame and publicity?

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Chapter One:

-Roger's P.O.V-

"This is ballocks." I say crossing to the other side of the road. The van had broken a tire down on the side of the road and John's trying his best to change it. "It's um, counterclockwise John. I think." Brian says walking past John to me and Freddie. "Thank you Brian. Would you like to do it? Please free to-" John says clearly annoyed. "No. No. No. You are doing a good job." Brian says cutting off John. "We sold out in every pub around uni and I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere eating a ham sandwich." I say taking another bite. "Also, I have to call up Y/n and tell her I'll be home late." I say again. "Still not settled down in the new house?" Brian asks. "Almost done tho. Y/n's doing all the work and I just want to go home early to help her." I say. Me and Y/n had moved into a new house not far away from the rest of the boys.

"Trouble is we are not thinking big enough." Freddie says changing the subject. "What you got on mind Fred?" Brian asks. "An album." He says folding his newspaper away. "We can't afford an album." John says getting up and joining us. "We'll find a way. How much you think we can get for this van?" Freddie asks making the rest of them look towards me. Swallowing the piece of sandwich I had I look at them. "I hope you are joking." I say.

They certainly was not joking. "That's three months wages." A guy with long hair and a weird leather jacket says taking Freddie's money. "And a perfectly good van." I say. "Don't be dramatic darling. You are recording an album tonight. Let's go." Freddie says.

"Roger?"I hear a familiar voice call my name behind me. "Y/n! I'm so sorry I didn't call you up earlier." I say hugging her. Mary made her way towards the recording room with Freddie. "How did you know we were here?" I ask. "Mary told me about it. Freddie had called her." She says. "Oh." I say.

She had her head on my shoulder as Freddie recorded his vocals in the small room behind the glass. "We should experiment." Brian says. "Try bouncing from left to right with the aah-aah." Freddie says. Brian joining in with another option. "BLAST IT!!" I scream jumping off with my one arm rising high. "Oh. I'm sorry, love." I say once realising I had given Y/n a bit of a fright with the jump.

After about some weeks we got a call to meet up for a record label. "You look like an angry lizard." Brian says as Freddie showed up at the small table we sat around waiting. "I have to make an impression darling." He says making me laugh. "Very shuttle and fly away." Brian says. "Can I burrow it for Sunday church?" John asks but with someone else joining our table we stop with our little jokes. "So this is Queen. You must be Freddie Mercury. You got a gift. You all have. So tell me, what makes Queen any different than any other wanna be rock stars?" Reid, who I believe was the name he had said earlier asks us. "I'll tell you what it is. We are four misfits who don't belong together playing to the other misfits. The outcasts. Right at the back of the room who pretty sure they don't belong either. We belong to them." Freddie says. "We are family." Brian says adding. "But not two of them are the same." I say adding up as well. "Paul Prenter, meet Queen. Our new signing. Paul will be looking after you day to day. If I can get you on the radio, maybe on the television." He says. "Top of the Pops?" I ask excited. Reid went on telling more of what we can do.

-Y/n's P.O.V-

"Y/n, this is going to be exciting and so good for the band." Roger say as I sat up breakfast. "That's great love. So you will be recording a music video today?" I asks sitting across from him. "Yes. You have to be there. It's going to be fun." He suggests. "Sounds okay." I say. "You okay? I heard you getting sick in the bathroom earlier." He asks. 'Yeah. I'm okay." I say.

"This is shit. We do know how to play our instruments." Roger says hitting the drum set at the mini stage set up. I stand right next to it staring at the faces Roger was making. "You want me to lip sync?" I hear Freddie say standing in front of a man. "I don't understand why we can't perform live. We'll know the bloody difference." Brian says standing at the edge of the stage. The other two boys following as well. "It's all ballocks with the things here." Roger says. "This is the BBC." Brian says mocking the man earlier. With the loud noises of many people talking I begin to feel uneasy. "Love, you alright? You look sick." Roger asks pulling me aside. "I'm fine." I say. Before he could ask anything else the director calls him up for the shooting.

"Y/n are you feeling alright?" Mary asks she looked at me. I shake my head before walking away to find the bathroom. "It's to the right." I hear Mary say as she followed behind me. Throwing up all my breakfast I stand in front of the mirror outside the stall. "I don't know what I ate." I say feeling all drained up. "Are you sure it's the food?" Mary asks making me freeze. "Um, I think so." I say unsure. "Y/n!!" Roger's voice echoed through the bathroom as he stood with the door wide open and looking worried. "What happened?" He asks. "I just felt sick. I'm okay." I say as he kept his hands on my cheeks. "Do you want to go to the doctors?" He asks. "NO!" I say. He looked at me a bit shocked with the sudden outburst of my answer. "I mean, no. I'll be fine." I say.

"You got everything packed up?" I ask lifting my head up from the pillow. "Yeah. You feeling okay?" He asks turning around on the bed as he hear my voice. "Um, yeah." I say. "You gave me a little fright this morning, love." He says reaching over to feel my forehead. "You don't have a fever." He says a little bit confused. "What happened?" I ask. "You rushed out of bed waking me up and I heard you getting sick. I reached up on time just to catch you before you hit the floor." He says. "Oh." I say starting to remember little parts of the event. "I'll go get breakfast." He says getting up.

"Are you okay?" I ask as he sat quietly at the table. "I don't want to leave when you are sick." He says with a sad tone. "The tour is only for a few months. I might be fine tomorrow even." I say pushing back the other thought in my head trying not to let him feel down more. "Who's that at the door?" He asks as we hear knocks. "Uh, I think that's Mary." I say. Roger greeted Mary at the door before she appeared in the kitchen where I was putting away the dishes. "Hello Mary." I say. "Freddie is down stairs. He wants to say good bye to you." Mary says.

"Mary please look after her when I'm gone. Update me alright? I'll miss you. Love you. I'll be back soon." Roger says giving me a big hug.

“It’s negative.” I say holding up a pregnancy test Mary had brought. “It’s just the flu. Don’t worry.” I say relaxing myself. “But are you sure tho?” She asks making me frown. “Fine. I’ll go to the doctors.” I say.

Chapter 2

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24 Thoughts on the Rolex 24

The 2017 Rolex 24 at Daytona, the opening race of the IMSA WeatherTech SportsCar Championship, finished Sunday afternoon, and there is much to dissect. From Wayne Taylor Racing’s overall win to the Ford GT making up for last year’s disappointment to the Acura NSX’s impressive first outing, here are 24 takeaways from a frantic 24 hours of racing:

1. The long-term vision of American sports-car racing executives Jim France, Ed Bennett, and Scott Atherton to develop the new-for-2017 Daytona Prototype international-spec car (DPi) is an unconditional success. The cars look great, manufacturers have bought in, and more are on the way.

2. IMSA’s technical staff got the Balance of Performance right (mostly). The series is committed to keep racing close, especially with the DPi and old LMP2 cars. The technical staff should be applauded for hitting the mark for these new cars. However, I am sure GTLM- and GTD-class team principles will not entirely agree when it comes to their classes. Adjustments will be made throughout the year, as they always are. This is the most thankless job in racing, but the IMSA staff deserves praise.

3. Ricky Taylor’s last stint was the best drive of his career. He handled the pressure of racing for the checkered flag, made a ballsy pass on Filipe Albuquerque for the lead and overall win, and is now part of racing history.

4. No one should be surprised by the third-place overall finish by the No. 90 Visit Florida Racing Multimatic/Riley: Bill Riley knows how to build a race car and how to race it. That said, the team’s quickest lap time was almost 3 seconds slower than the winning Cadillac, as it is not as sleek on the fast Daytona ovals as its rivals. However, it is a car to watch once the series hits its traditional, twisty road courses.

5. The No. 66 Ford GT will eventually find a home in a museum. This car, driven by Joey Hand, Dirk Müller, and Sébastien Bourdais, races at a higher level than any other GTLM car at the classic endurance races. Wins at Le Mans last June and now at Daytona confirm this. A win at Sebring in March will complete the endurance triple crown. Head to Vegas and place your bets.

6. The Rolex Daytona Cosmograph is the ultimate trophy in all of sports. Think about it. Win Wimbledon, get a trophy. Win the Olympics, get a nice medal. One goes in a case, the other in a drawer. Win the Masters, you get a green jacket, but you can really only wear it in Augusta. Win the Rolex 24 Hours of Daytona, and you get the ultimate watch. Wear it every day to remind yourself and others what you accomplished. How cool is that? And no other brand (watch or otherwise) comes close.

7. What a debut by the two Japanese manufacturers, Acura and Lexus, in the GTD class. Acura was more impressive, leading part of the race and ultimately finishing fifth and 11th in GTD. I expected the Lexus to show more pace, so there is still a bit of work to do. One car finished 14th in its class, the other crashed out early in the event.

8. Imagine how good the Ferrari 488 GTE would be if the factory would provide the same level of commitment and support to the IMSA program as do the other GTLM manufacturers. The Risi team does an amazing job, and its car is fast and reliable. This little Houston-based team is second to none, and the drivers are quick and proven winners. However, it is still a David versus Goliath situation. If things remain as they are, Ferrari is only providing another storyline and sentence to the Ford marketing and advertising material.

9. Did anyone expect the new Porsche 911 RSR GTLM car not to be on the podium? Of course not. Daytona was the car’s debut race, and it scored a great result. However, in Porsche’s mind, this race was also a 24-hour development session for Le Mans in June.

10. Hats off to Alegra Motorsports and team owner Carlos de Quesada for winning the GTD class in a Porsche.

11. Ten car manufacturers had significant displays in the Daytona infield: Acura, Mercedes-AMG, Audi, BMW, Chevy, Ferrari, Ford, Lamborghini, Lexus, and Mazda.

12. Somebody please tell Nissan North America’s marketing department that motorsports is still an effective way to reach customers. Yes, I understand you spent a ton of money on your tie-in with the latest Star Wars movie. And you sponsor the Heisman Trophy presentation. That’s great. Meanwhile, the Tequila Patrón ESM Nissan-powered DPi finished a respectable fourth at Daytona — and nobody in Nashville seems to realize promoting this team and this car will help sell GT-Rs and everything else in Nissan showrooms. This car will win races in 2017 and help everyone forget the 2015 Le Mans social-media debacle, also known as the GT-R LM NISMO prototype. Step up and promote this IMSA effort.

13. The folks at Daytona International Speedway must be pleased with the crowd. The infield was packed with RVs and tents. And while the 100,000-capacity stadium looked empty, loads of fans occupied and enjoyed some of the best suites in motorsports, along with good food and drink, and especially appreciated the cover during the rain.

14. On Sunday morning, senior members of IMSA management quietly made the rounds through the infield camping areas and gave out goodie bags to the loyal fans. No fanfare, no press release, just smart customer relations.

15. Those of us in the media center and the paddock are still scratching our heads on how the No. 22 ESM car crashed during a video shoot Wednesday. Left side bodywork and a radiator were damaged. The blame was not placed on driver Bruno Senna but on the video crew. Perhaps the video crew should concentrate its future efforts on filming beautiful bottles of tequila and leave the race-car work to the professionals with experience.

16. The CORE Autosport team had the best autograph card for the fans. This team has moved from the PC ranks to GTD, but its race ended early when Nic Jonsson was hit by another car.

17. The No. 38 Performance Tech Motorsports team won the final Prototype Challenge-class race at the Rolex 24 Hours at Daytona. The PC class served motorsports well. It offered relatively affordable, close racing and helped to fill out the American Le Mans Series fields back in the day. However, its time has come and is almost gone, as it should be. This category had just five competitors in this year’s race, and it was almost an afterthought. Crazy. Oh wait, how many LMP1 cars will race at Le Mans in 2017? Just five. More on this topic soon.

18. How will Cadillac market and advertise its overall win at Daytona? I pray it is not with the winning Wayne Taylor Racing car driving slowly through the wet streets of SoHo with some yuppie couple walking by in slow motion. What, you don’t think Cadillac would consider something like that?

19. We should not forget Mazda’s DPi effort. Though its best car finished 121 laps behind the winning Caddy, these are very early days for a brand-new program. The cars are gorgeous, and the team is solid. Mazda is committed and up to the challenge, so expect much better results as the season progresses.

20. Will Rebellion race full-time in IMSA in the coming years? Odds are strong it will. Several key members of the team were heard to say how much more enjoyable the IMSA paddock is than what they experience in Europe. Having fun and winning brings a lot more pleasure than showing up to every race event knowing a factory effort is going to keep you off the podium.

21. Wolfgang Ulrich of Audi and Ralf Jüttner of Audi’s long-time partner, Joest Racing, were both in Daytona checking out the DPi scene. Hmmmm.

22. Also in attendance were Pierre Fillon, president of the Automobile Club de l’Ouest (the Le Mans organizer) and Gérard Neveu, CEO of the FIA World Endurance Championship. They wandered the paddock and race grid, watched the IMSA press conference Friday in the media center, and had a three-hour long meeting Friday afternoon with IMSA senior management. I will have more on this in an upcoming post.

23. Ricky and Jordan Taylor join a small list of fathers and sons who have won the 24 Hours of Daytona (their dad Wayne won in 1996 and 2005). The others include John Paul Sr. and John Paul Jr., Mark and David Donohue, and Bobby and Graham Rahal.

24. One of the Taylors’ co-drivers, Max Angelelli, made what he said is his final start at Daytona. He retires from racing with a win in the Rolex 24. But I want to know where and when Daytona one-off teammate Jeff Gordon’s next sports-car race will happen?

The next round of the IMSA WeatherTech SportsCar Championship is the 12 Hours of Sebring in Florida on March 18. I’m looking forward to it.

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In the Source Link, you will find a gif pack of Frances Leigh in 2021 Christmas tv movie - A Very Merry Bridesmaid.

Frances plays the role of Julia Rutherford, the fiancée of Paul Taylor and future sister-in-law of Leah Taylor.

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[TASK 194: MONTSERRAT]

There’s a masterlist below compiled of over 130+ Montserratian faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.

THE TASK - scroll down for FC’s!

THINGS YOU CAN MAKE FOR THIS TASK - examples are linked!

Screencaps

RP icons [of all sizes]

Gif Pack [maybe gif icons if you wish]

PNG packs

Manips

Dash Icons

Character Aesthetics

PSD’s

XCF’s

Graphic Templates - can be chara header, promo, border or background PSD’s!

FC Masterlists - underused, with resources, without resources!

FC Help - could be related, family templates, alternatives.

Written Guides.

and whatever else you can think of / make!

MASTERLIST!

Maizie Williams (1951) Afro-Montserratian - singer and model

Michelle Gomez (1966) Montserratian [Portuguese] / Scottish - actress.

Diane Parish (1969) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Dominiquais - actress.

Heidi D'Amelio (1972) Montserratian [Irish, French], Kaskaskia, Haitian [Cajun, French], Basque, Breton, Italian, Swiss, German, French, Spanish, Irish, English - instagrammer (heididamelio).

Angela Yee (1976) Afro-Montserratian / Cantonese Chinese - actress, model, tv personality, and radio personality.

Pippa Bennett-Warner (1988) Afro-Montserratian - actress.

Dixie D'Amelio (2001) Montserratian [Irish, French], Kaskaskia, Haitian [Cajun, French], Basque, Breton, Italian, Swiss, German, French, Spanish, Irish, English / Italian - tiktoker (dixiedamelio) and dancer.

Charli D’Amelio (2004) Montserratian [Irish, French], Kaskaskia, Haitian [Cajun, French], Basque, Breton, Italian, Swiss, German, French, Spanish, Irish, English / Italian - tiktoker (charlidamelio) and dancer.

Emari Dyer (?) Afro-Montserratian - model (instagram: westindiandolly)

Gabrielle Graham (?) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - actress, singer, and dancer.

Samorezworld (?) Afro-Montserratian, Afro-Haitian - youtuber.

Sharissa Ryan (?) Afro-Montserratian - model, Miss Montserrat 2014-2015, and Miss Jaycees Caribbean Queen 2015.

F - Athletes:

Rechelle Meade (?) Afro-Montserratian - sprinter.

Q-Tip / Kamaal Ibn John Fareed (1970) Afro-Montserratian / African-American [including Bissau-Guinean] - actor, DJ, rapper, singer, bassist, guitarist, keyboardist, drummer, and producer.

Wil Wheaton (1972) Montserratian, Portuguese Jewish, Dutch Jewish, Irish, Welsh, French, Dutch, German, English - actor, tv personality, blogger, and writer.

David Jordan (1985) Afro-Montserratian / Bengali Indian - singer-songwriter.

Kadiff Kirwan (1989) Afro-Montserratian - actor.

Layton Williams (1994) Afro-Montserratian, Afro-Jamaican / English - actor, singer, and dancer.

M - Athletes:

William Duberry (1944) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Alford Corriette (1948) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Fred Sowerby (1948) Afro-Montserratian - hurdler.

Jim Allen (1951) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Austin White (1959) Montserratian - cricketer.

Fitzroy Buffonge (1960) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Livingstone Bramble (1960) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Kittian - boxer.

Kenny Dyer (1964) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Mark Stephney (1965) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Cecil Lake (1965) Montserratian - footballer.

David Lane (1965) Montserratian - cricketer.

Ottley Laborde (1967) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Ruel Fox (1968) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Paul Furlong (1968) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Richard Dyer (1968) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Keith Piper (1969) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Daren Sweeney (1970) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Trevor Semper (1970) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Lesroy Weekes (1971) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Davon Williams (1972) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Lesroy Irish (1972) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Elton Williams (1973) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Guyanese - footballer.

Peter Phyll (1974) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Michael Duberry (1975) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Bruce Dyer (1975) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Junior Mendes (1976) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Wayne Dyer (1977) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Stanford Jarrett (1977) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Alex Daley (1977) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Clifford Joseph (1978) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

McPherson Meade (1979) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Zhaun Sweeney (1979) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Darren Tuitt (1980) Afro-Montserratian - sprinter.

Jaylee Hodgson (1980) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Delroy Facey (1980) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Grenadian - footballer.

Kurt Joyce (1980) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Simon Peddie (1980 or 1981) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Matt Piper (1981) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Vladimir Farrell (1981) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Sean Howson (1981) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Lloyd Dyer (1982) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Olsen Murrain (1982) Montserratian - cricketer.

Dorian Harper (1982) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Nesta Piper (1982) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Marlon Campbell (1983) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Brian Stephney (1983) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Shane Greenaway (1983) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Dean Morgan (1983) Afro-Montserratian / English - footballer.

Solomon Henry (1983) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Calvin Petrie (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Ellis Remy (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Jaafar Munroe (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Lionel Baker (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Andrew Julius (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Jermaine Sweeney (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Darryl Roach (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Rowan Taylor (1984) Montserratian - footballer.

Alexander Bramble (1984) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Nathan Pond (1985) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Kelvin Ponde (1985) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Micah Hilton (1985) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Spencer Weir-Daley (1985) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Big E / Ettore Ewen (1986) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - wrestler and powerlifter.

Anthony Griffith (1986) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Bradley Woods-Garness (1986) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Dolston Tuit (1986) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Michael Henry (1986) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Benjamin Manning (1986) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Leovan O'Garro (1987) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Corrin Brooks-Meade (1988) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Shabazz Baidoo (1988) Afro-Montserratian / Ghanaian - footballer.

Michael Williams (1988) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Craig Braham-Barrett (1988) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - footballer.

Adrian Clifton (1989) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Dean Mason (1989) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

P. K. Subban (1989) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - ice hockey player.

Nyron Dyer (1989) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Jaison Peters (1989) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Lyle Taylor (1990) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Quinton Boatswain (1990) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Julian Wade (1990) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Dominiquais - footballer.

Omari Allen (1990) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Marvin Farrell (1990) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Alex Dyer (1990) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Massiah McDonald (1990 or 1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Shernyl Burns (1991) Afro-Montserratian - sprinter and cricketer.

Matthew Whichelow (1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

James Comley (1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Nic Taylor (1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Dale Lee (1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Ellary White (1991) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Ronsford Beaton (1992) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Kendall Allen (1992) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Lester Ryan (1993) Afro-Montserratian - sprinter.

Malcolm Subban (1993) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - ice hockey player.

Donervon Daniels (1993) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Julius Morris (1994) Afro-Montserratian - sprinter.

Terrell Miller (1994) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Jamal Willer (1994) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Brandon Comley (1995) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Jordan Subban (1995) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Jamaican - ice hockey player.

Clifford Newby-Harris (1995) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Darnell Furlong (1995) Afro-Montserratian / English - footballer.

Jamie Allen (1995) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Dajour Buffonge (1996) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Matty Willock (1996) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Joey Taylor (1997) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

DJ Buffonge (1998) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Antiguan - footballer.

Chris Willock (1998) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Joe Willock (1999) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Marshall Willock (2000) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Danny Facey (?) Afro-Montserratian / Afro-Grenadian - footballer.

Michael Bramble (?) Afro-Montserratian - footballer.

Vendol Moore (?) Afro-Montserratian - cricketer.

Lennox Cooper (?) Montserratian - footballer.

Oris Fergus (?) Montserratian - cricketer.

Non-Binary:

Billy Dee Williams (1937) Afro-Montserratian / African-American - Genderfluid (He/Him/His, She/Her/Her’s) - actor, singer, and artist.

Problematic:

Tesfaye Bramble (1980) Afro-Montserratian - footballer. - Convicted of rape.

Titus Bramble (1981) Afro-Montserratian - footballer. - Accused of rape.

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