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mypreferednameistaken · 11 months

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Just looked at the episode 10 promo pics and

Olivia is 100% in her wedding dress here, they got to her before the wedding!! i’m so happy.

#rise of the pink ladies #episode 10 #racing for pinks #grease: rise of the pink ladies #olivia valdovinos #jane facciano #nancy nakagawa #cynthia zdunowski #spoilers

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altaruwusmolboiz · 10 months

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#rise of the pink ladies #all in #brutal honesty #nancy nakagawa #crushing me #pulling strings #racing for pinks #pink ladies #leonard daniels #thesbians

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violetsinblacknwhite · 2 months

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sparkle jump rope queen

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aviscarrentals · 2 months

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logie bear camera roll dump

#f1 #formula 1 #logan sargeant #williams racing #feminism #the pink background white shirt photo is everything omg #and his mouth open in the first pic????? absolutely cray #ls2

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calciferstims · 1 year

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BUG RACE!!

sources: 🪱🪱🪱 | 🐌🐌🐌 | 🐛🐛🐛

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bxlxe · 2 years

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Every room at the Trixie Motel

#trixie motel #trixie mattel #motel #pink #pastel #drag race #60s aesthetic #70s aesthetic #palm springs #discovery plus #renovation

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x-babybeancharliecox-x · 9 months

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He wore heels AND a pink dress?!

#john simm #the end of time #doctor who #crossdress #the master #pink dress and heels #simm!master #the master race #female master

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heartnosekid · 5 months

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sakura_reads on ig

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rosesgrownbytheseaside · 1 year

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#coquette #lana del rey #coquettecore #coquette girl #pink #coquette aesthetic #soft girl #oceanblvd #soft pink #baby pink #americana #vintage americana #born to die #priscilla presley #norman f*****g rockwell #off to the races #honeymoon

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stbot · 11 months

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#grease rise of the pink ladies #grease rotpl #rise of the pink ladies #rotpl #grease spoilers #jane facciano #susan st clair #🎶 girls can't drive 🎶#i really thought the race was gonna be a musical number but #i'm so glad they did this #i'm so glad we got this payoff #like it's so silly i loved this bit so much #when i learned to drive manual it was on some country backroad with naught but sheep to witness my shame #poor susan having to do it in front of all her peers #i think i need a gif tag

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t4yce · 14 days

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MONET X CHANGE • the pit stop s16 ep16

#monet x change #rpdr 10 #rpdredit #rupaul's drag race #drag race #gif*#the pit stop #she suits this shade of pink so much

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marenk-thewaffledraws · 7 months

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Haven't ever actually done a tribute to my lord and savior Trisha Martel, so this funky illustration appeared

been noodling away at this for the past few weeks instead of more ~serious portfolio work~ (whoopsies)

Inspired by vintage 60s/70s barbie artwork!!

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

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scrollonso · 1 month

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First Kiss (Race 7)

A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (1.2k words, no warnings) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {This is short, sorry 😭 I'm seeing a pattern of me ending chapters with Strollonso hugging so if u get sick of it uhhhh idc i love it theyre so soft}

last part - masterlist - next part

Lance was in a great mood, coming into the paddock with Nico but quickly being taken away by Fernando.

They'd talked a lot since the older mans home Grand Prix, texting almost constantly and calling so Fernando could ramble about anything and everything (coming close to disclosing undisclosed renault information a few times)

"How are you?" He asked, turning to look at Lance while dragging him away from the paddock

"We were just texting, Nando" Lance laughed, shaking his head at Fernando as they came to a stop

"I missed your voice" The Spaniard hummed, looking up at Lance

"Yeah, yeah. You were just on the phone complaining to me about how Renault is changing their colour scheme next year." Lance didn't mind it, he liked talking to Fernando. It seemed like ever since Fernando won in Spain they'd just been getting closer every day

"That's besides the point!" Fernando laughed, waving his hand as he brushed it off "Do you feel good about today? First time in monaco for Racing Point"

"I do, I've raced here a few times so I know I'll be quick to get a hang of it in a Formula One car" Their conversations just seemed to flow, both of them listening closely to the other

"Planning to look pretty in pink on the podium?" The shorter man teased, elbowing Lance slightly as their hands fell apart

"On that highest step, yeah" Lance flashed Fernando a grin, playfully challenging the Spaniard

"The day I lose to you I will buy the moon in your honour"

They both laughed, Lance taking it as a joke but Fernando was seriously wondering if he could do that

Qualifying went by quick, as soon as he got to the pitlane Fernando ran up to him

"Lancito, what was your time?"

"Uh, 1:14:08"

"De veras?" His eyes lit up, Lance not understanding but going along "Lancito, you're p2"

Now he understood, this time he was the one to hug Fernando, practically smothering the shorter man

"Wait-" He pulled back, hands on Fernandos shoulders "You're-"

"Am p1, of course"

Lance smiled widely, his teeth exposed as he became excited for both him and Fernando

Lance was sat in the Racing Point garage, worrying about whethet or not he'd actually be able to keep his spot.

"Lancito!" A voice called, getting Lance's attention straight away. Fernando had just finished speaking with people from his team so now he could talk to Lance "Nervous?" He asked, Lance making his way to the Spaniard

"Of course not, you should be" Lance smiled, nudging the older man

"Am horrified" Fernando said, a serious look on his face that quickly turned into a small smile as the two looked at eachother, a laugh escaping his lips

Lance hit his shoulder lightly "Hey! This is no joke, I might make a crazy comeback and win the championship"

"Ah, yes, of course, Lancito" Fernando nodded, both of them knowing it wasn't possible but neither caring enough to be logical, they hadn't thought the two of them having a front row start was possible either but here they are

"Don't run into my car to sabotage me, okay? I need my rookie year championship"

"Of course, I'll let you have a head start, mi sol"

"Good!"

They were all lined up, Lances eyes glued to the lights in front of him, watching as they turned on one by one then stepping on the gas as they shut off.

Fernando kept the lead, not to anyones surprise. Lance managed to defend against Kimi who was trying to pass, building a 2 second gap between them and just over a second between him and Fernando.

On lap 23 he managed to pass Fernando, his hands shaking as he gripped his steering wheel, pushing his car as far as it could go. He led for a little over a lap before Fernando took it back, he wasn't too worried since there were still over 50 laps for him to take it back.

On lap 50 he started having problems.

"Brad, what's going on? Something feels off." He radioed in, having to shout over the noise of the track

"We aren't sure, Lance, just keep pushing. Fernando is .8 seconds ahead."

Lance nodded, knowing Brad couldn't see him but too determined to be in first again to think. The only thing on his mind was a podium.

Four laps later his hopes were squashed, his engine practically exploding behind him as he was forced to pull off to the side, half is car still on the track as they called out a safety car

"FUCK" He shouted, slamming his hands on the wheel. He felt his heart beating, he could hear it in his ears, how fast it was going, how much hope he had just a lap prior and now he was pulled off to the side with black smoke engulfing his car.

He got out quickly, moving closer to the barrier as he waited to be picked up. He felt as if he could cry. He had another great chance and it was ruined again. He felt like he couldn't win, like no matter what he was destined to just never get a podium. Every time he even thought about it his car would decide he didn't deserve it.

He was stuck in the garage debriefing for what felt like hours, Brad unsure why this kept happening, all he knew was Lance was sick of it. The teenager was getting restless, he wanted to show his skill, show people he's not just a billionares son but a brilliant driver. It didn't seem possible with the car he was given.

"I just- I'm so sick of it, I keep having any chance of succeeding torn away from me, I just want to do good. Why can't I just do good? Why can't i succeed?" He spoke quick, nails digging into his palm as he felt himself get more and more worked up over it, he wasn't sure why the DNF's were getting to him more, he knew he could do good, he'd done good, but the car would always give up before he could solidify his results.

Fernando left the podium, walking past the Renault garage and straight to Racing Point where he saw the Canadian sitting on a counter towards the side.

As soon as he saw Fernando he got up, going to him quickly. He didn't say anything, the Spaniard just opened his arms and Lance sunk into them, somehow always managing to feel small in the older mans embrace.

"You did good, am so proud, Lancito." He whispered, a hand finding its way to the boys head, stroking his long hair as he tried to make him feel better

Lance didn't speak, he just inhaled, taking in the scent of the world champion as he hid his face in his neck, not bothering to care about the crowds eyes and cameras on them. All that mattered was Fernando was there, his Fernando was there.