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agreatdarkwind · 1 year
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x cishet men dni x
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bunnykitty13 · 6 months
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Paulson? Jaslie? Idk the name but it's still my favorite crackship of your ocs. It's the whole 'Steal your brother's boyfriend.' of it all.
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i made ocs for the purpose of pairing them up in toxic crackships like i’m playing with dolls . u are so correct with this one
also the pros and cons of jason’s lucid dreaming ability. u can kiss ur brothers man at the small price of ur sanity
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selketshaula · 6 months
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Getter Dragon (ゲッタードラゴン) by Paulson
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roughridingrednecks · 9 months
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Paulson
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shatinn · 9 months
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Fallout 3 Mothership Zeta dlc
(thosewhowemeetalongtheway)
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lisettepaulson · 2 years
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Lisette Paulson - What You Need to Check for in A Prospective Artist Manager Before You hire One
When you are in any kind of an artistic field you need to make sure that you have the most viable people helping you out in managing your career. You need to be sure about getting the best aide when it comes to achieving the fame and the recognition that you deserve to get as an artist. There are a lot of things that you can do to make sure that you are able to get noticed by the people that matter to you in your field of work. Hiring the right artist manager is one of the most important things that you can do for yourself. There are however, certain tips and tricks that you need to know about when you want to make sure that you are able to hire the right manager for your career management. If you check through opinions of experts like Lisette Paulson What Your Artist Manager Can Help You Achieve and Why You Need Them the Most, you will realize all that you should look for in your manager.
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If you are sure about getting the right kind of career management for yourself, you have little to worry about your future, which is why you need to know how to pick the best artist manager for yourself. There are a lot of things that you can do to make your career take off with the help of your manager. Here is how to get the best professional to support you in your career:
Look for track record:
When you want to make sure that you have the best artist manager on your side, itis important to make sure that you look for their track record. The best artist managers have a track record of having managed others artists with success. Someone that has been able to manage it in the past may be able to do it for you too.
Look for networks:
If you need yourself to be put out there for the world to see, it is important that your Artist manager has the right kind of network and contacts to help you reach your goal. Your manager may have the power of introducing you to the world in the most viable way possible if they have the right network, which is why you need to make sure that you hire the best professional possible. When Lisette Paulson Reviews Ways to Achieve Success in the Field of Artist Management, it is found that even for the managers, having a good network is something that is highly important.
Active Managers:
When you want to make it big in the world of art, it is important that your managers are constantly active and making sure to keep your engaged and in demand. You need to make sure that your manager has all the right strategies to keep you busy so that you keep getting work as well as remain in the spotlight. These are some things that you need to look for in your artist managers when you hire them.
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lavendarlingirl · 2 years
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Sarah Paulson at the haunted house on The Ellen Show (S1E57)
It's already Halloween season so catch some Sarah Paulson supremacy. She's so funny, I love her
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romios-gr · 11 days
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Πρόβλεψη – σοκ από τον μεγαλομέτοχο των Αlpha, Πειραιώς John Paulson: «Δίχως αμφιβολία έρχεται συντριβή για τις παγκόσμιες αγορές αν εκλεγεί η Καμάλα Χάρις» Ζοφερός ο μεγαλομέτοχος της Πειραιώς και Alpha… Ηχηρή προειδοποίηση για κατάρρευση στις αμερικανικές μετοχές και, στη συνέχεια, στα ανά τον κόσμο χρηματιστήρια –ως γνωστόν, όταν οι ΗΠΑ βήχουν, οι υπόλοιπες οικονομίες παθαίνουν πνευμον... Περισσότερα εδώ: https://romios.gr/provlepsi-sok-apo-ton-megalometocho-ton-alpha-peiraios-john-paulson-dichos-amfivolia-erchetai-syntrivi-gia-tis-pagkosmies-agores-an-eklegei-i-kamala-charis/
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pedrohub · 8 months
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Pedro Pascal, Bradley Cooper, Sarah Paulson and Elle Fanning pose backstage at the hit play "Appropriate" on Broadway at The Second Stage Hayes Theater on January 28, 2024 in New York City
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lagrith · 1 month
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i wish i was a witch just to live there
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i’m so ken
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agreatdarkwind · 1 year
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SARAH PAULSON AND JAMIE LEE CURTIS ARE IN A SHOW TOGETHER AND I AM ONLY THIS VERY SECOND FINDING OUT ABOUT IT??? HELLO????????
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selketshaula · 6 months
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Getter Robo (ゲッターロボ) by Paulson
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bluerthanvelvet444 · 6 months
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚𝙿𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
Frat boy Kyle Spencer x fem!reader
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tags: slight angst, fluffy smut!
warnings: swearing, public sex, mentions of Kyle's abuse (poor baby), handjob, p in v.
summary: frat boy kyle being a sweetheart. that's all i have to say.
character count: 11k.
full fic under the cut ↓
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“I'm not going.” You replied, your voice firm and your eyes fixated on the math book that sat on the library's desk, trying to avoid the gaze-that you knew you couldn't resist-of the boy sitting in front of you. You heard him sigh as his doe eyes desperately tried to meet yours.
“But everyone is going…you can't miss it.” Kyle replied with his soft voice.
“I've never gone to any of those parties…why do you want me to go to this one so badly?” You spoke, with a noticeable hint of frustration in your voice.
“Because it's the end of the semester…something to celebrate. Plus, it's gonna be epic.” He said with a toothy smile plastered on his face.
“No, thanks. You know I don't roll with those frat boys.” You rolled your eyes, your words coming out harsh and spiteful.
“I'm a frat boy.” He said, raising an eyebrow, clearly confused by your statement.
“Yea- but you're…different.” You sighed.
It was true. He was indeed different from the frat boys he was friends with. You and Kyle met in Junior year of high school. You were paired up by your physics teacher, who suggested you could tutor Kyle, that at the time had terrible grades. You two clicked instantly, he was fun and outgoing, and you enjoyed spending time with him. Kyle had grown to be incredibly thankful for your help, in fact, he insisted that you were the one who made him passionate about physics, the subject that he used to despise and that now was his main department in college. Although he could seem like the usual asshole frat boy, Kyle was sweet and caring. You knew it, and no one could’ve made you change your mind on that. He was simply a sweetheart.
“Listen, I know my mates may seem rude or not well-behaved…but trust me, as a leader, I established some rules for them. They won’t act crazy, I promise.” His kind voice brought you back from your thoughts. You sighed, thinking about it.
“Brennan’s hosting the party in his summer mansion…it’s next to the beach- it’s so cool, I swear. I-I’ll take you there! I can pick you up and take you home…” He added, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Please?” He said in an adorable voice, his puppy eyes looking hopeful into yours.
You sighed, you didn’t wanna go, but it was utterly impossible to say no to him.
“Fine.”
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You were touching up your makeup. You were ready for the “big night” Kyle was so excited about. You decided to wear something a bit more revealing, a black minidress, because-okay, you didn’t wanna go- but you couldn’t be annoyed and unfashionable all at once.
While taking a final look in the mirror, you heard a knock on your door. You grabbed your bag and opened the door to see Kyle-in his usual frat sweater-smiling at you. He looked at you up and down, scaring you slightly. What if he didn’t like the dress or how it looked on you?
Fortunately, all your concerns faded once you saw his smile widening.
“Woah…you look beautiful. Seriously…you’re stunning.” He said, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you, he wasn’t used to seeing you like this.
You felt your cheeks heat up at the compliments.
“Thank you…” You gave him an awkward smile and bit your lip.
“Shall we get going?” You suggested, to which he nodded. He took your hand and helped you step down the porch. Kyle led you to his car, and opened the door for you with a cute grin.
The ride was calm, you chit-chatted here and there about random stuff, and you swore you saw him staring at your body a few times. After 15 minutes or so, you eventually arrived at the party. Kyle was right, the mansion was beautiful and it faced the sea. You could see lights and music blasting out of the house. He gave you an excited grin and helped you out of the car, walking with you inside the house. It was overflowing with people laughing, playing games and having fun. As much as it seems hard to believe, you didn’t know anyone of those many people. They had familiar faces, sure, but you couldn’t consider them your actual friends. You sighed and nervously looked at Kyle who, on the other side, was flashing smiles to all his fellow frat brothers and friends. You noticed how comfortable he was in his habitat, and how you envied him for that. He introduced you to many people-whom you couldn’t even remember the names of-that obviously didn’t care much about getting to know you, since they even could’ve sworn you did not go to that college. You were invisible even when the attention was on you, and Kyle clearly didn’t catch that. So when he was dragged by his mates to some kind of game, he told you with a chuckle and a rushed tone
“I-I’ll be right back! Chat with the girls, they’re fun!”
Fun. Right. You didn't mean to sound like an antisocial bitch, but they were everything but fun. You saw them from afar just taking pictures of each other-to show on Instagram how much fun they were pretending to have having-or teasing each other about their crushes. You felt bored, so you sat on a chair, sipping a cup of-what you hoped was-punch and waited for Kyle. Time passed, and he didn’t show up, so you got up and started searching for him. It didn’t take you much to find him. Kyle was on the karaoke stage, singing “Rosanna” by Toto.
“Meetcha all the way! Nananaaaaah…” He “singed” while laughing with his mates.
You were conflicted on what to do now. You didn’t want to be a bummer by clinging to him all night, but you were truly bored and felt lonely. So, you did what you believed was best for everyone, you grabbed your stuff and left. The moment you stepped outside, you were met by an unfamiliar feeling of peace, the view surprising you for its beauty and for being so…empty. It was quiet, the only sound that could be heard were the waves splashing against the sand, no people around. You smiled and made your way to the pier nearby. You sat on it and took your shoes off, allowing your feet to sink in the water.
You didn’t know how much time had passed, but you were brought back to reality when you felt Kyle's voice behind you.
“Here you are! I searched for you everywhere!” He was breathing fast, you believed he had been running while seeking for you.
“I thought I left you a message?” You tilted your head.
“Oh… Sorry. I can’t find my phone. Why are you all alone here? The whole fun is inside!” He replied with a giant boyish smile.
“I like it better here. It’s boring inside.” You turned your face to look at the sea again.
“What? How can you call it boring? There are plenty of games! And people inside-” you cut him off before he could finish his sentence.
“Kyle, I hate to break it to you, but I’m not popular like you. The people inside couldn’t care less about me. I feel less lonely here than in that crowded house.”
He looked at you confused.
“Aw, c’mon…don’t be like this. They’re nice people, you just have to make an effort to try to meet them, and I’m sure you’ll have fun.” You didn’t know why those words started a fire in you.
“They’re not my friends, Kyle. I can’t stand those people, I don’t get along with them. And trust me, I’ve tried to be social and friendly, but you may have to consider the idea that not everyone is like you. You’re easygoing and social, you're a freaking frat boy for fuck’s sake. It’s easy for you to say those things.”
He looked at you, mouth agape at your sudden outburst.
“…why didn’t you just tell me?” He looked at you like a sad puppy for bringing you somewhere that made you uncomfortable.
“And be more of a bummer? No, thanks. They already hate me, I don't wanna be a party pooper as well.” You crossed your arms.
He sat next to you on the pier and his fingers gently grazed your jaw to make you look at him.
“You’re not a bummer to me…a-and I’m sorry about that… I shouldn’t have left you alone. Sorry.”
You wanted to be mad at him, truly, but those cute brown eyes melted your heart in every way possible. You bit your lip as you admired him lovingly. He was so caring and sweet, how did you manage to get this lucky?
“I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable, I- that’s the last thing I’d ever want. You know I care about you… I can’t stand you being mad at me. Please, forgive me?”
You felt your heart tighten at those words. You gave him a slight nod as your eyes travelled down his lips. You wanted to kiss him so badly, and he probably caught onto that, since he slowly leaned in to meet your lips in a sweet kiss. He pulled away slightly, mumbling against your lips.
“Was that okay?” You nodded, and he leaned in again, kissing you once more. This time he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue slip in your mouth and softly swirling it around yours. You let out a breath at how right that felt and how sweet he was being. You pulled him slightly closer and moved your hand to rest on his neck and caress the skin of it. After a bit, you moved your lips to peck his jaw a few times before trailing them down on his neck. Your lips worked sweetly on his skin at first, earning a few sighs from him. As the tension grew, you started sucking his neck, leaving red marks. He groaned and grabbed your waist, you subtly moved your hand down to massage the bulge from his pants. He let out a tiny gasp, and you felt him stiffen, not in a good way. You looked up at him with a confused expression.
“I-I’m sorry…please keep going…” He said with a nervous smile.
“What’s wrong? Did you not like that? It’s okay if you don’t want to…” You gave him a comprehensive look.
“No! I like that… I swear. Just…bad memories.”
“Do you wanna talk about it…?”
“No, I just wanna feel good now.”
You nodded and gave him a gentle peck on his lips before gently undoing his zipper. You ran your fingers over the visible shape of his dick through his underwear, earning a groan from him. You looked at him for consent before gently pulling his boxers down. You blushed as you saw him so vulnerable for the first time. Your fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him slowly. He let out a breathy moan.
“G-god…don’t stop…”
You smiled and started progressively speeding up. After a few minutes, you heard his moans grow louder, and you felt his strong hand gripping your wrist.
“I…wanna do it. Is that okay?”
You nodded, and he sat up to gently remove your dress and everything underneath. He was stunned by your body, staring at you as if you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He helped you lay down, with a massive gentleness, as if you were capable of breaking if handled too roughly. He hovered on top of you, caressing your face as he lined up your entrance with his dick.
“This okay?” He muttered under his breath, to which you answered with a nod. He gently pushed into you, allowing you to adjust to the new feeling. He groaned when he pushed himself all the way in. He held your hand sweetly.
“Can I start moving?”
“Mhm…”
He slowly started thrusting in you, earning moans from you both. He gripped your hand tighter as he felt how your walls clenched around him. When he felt like you were ready, he started going faster, gripping your hand tightly and kissing you repeatedly through the whole thing. You could've sworn you were seeing stars when he started hitting your G-spot with his tip. Soon enough, your moans got louder and you felt yourself coming on his dick. He tried his best to contain his moans and as soon as you finished he pulled out to come on your tummy. He collapsed onto you, pecking your face repeatedly.
“I love you…” He mumbled.
After some time had passed, he got up and cleaned you with the salty water, giggling like a teen boy receiving his first kiss. When he helped you gain your-and his-decency again, he got up, throwing an arm around you and walking happily towards his car.
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a/n: I love Kyle he's so babygirllll. also look at the cute picture i found on pinterest (the one under the title) that boy looks so much like kyle. got me screaming when I saw it. Anywaysssssss. I might post a part 2 of this with frankenkyle, but I gotta finish Peter fics first (spoiler). Let me know if you like it💕💕
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anbadann · 11 months
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Part 2..
I need something else to do in my life.
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jayke0 · 6 months
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Oscar Isaac says it's ok to cry 💙💙💙
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