#lillian garcia

[littletroubledgrrrl]

[zelinakingdom]

[guyincognitojr]

[aalyssah]

Two Pump Chump

Pairing: Edge x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Cursing, Choking, Degradation, Face Fucking, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Names, (Slut), Oral, (Edge Receiving), Praise, Rough Sex, Soft Sex? and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,812

Summary/Request: “i was wondering if you could do something with edge cause i cant find any good ff about him. obviously containing smut maybe angry sex after something that happened between him and lita and he comes to the reader for comfort?”

A/N: This was requested by someone on Wattpad. Hope You Enjoy

You sat in the locker room, watching your best friend Edge's match. He was defending his title against John Cena, with Lita on his side.

The match was scary, with Cena hitting big moves, almost getting the 3 count. You watched as John hit Edge with a fisherman suplex, before going for the pin.

Lita came up on the apron yelling at John to get his attention. It worked, leaving Edge to have the advantage to sneak up. Unfortunately, as Edge tried to hit his Edgeucation, John reversed and hit him with an Attitude Adjustment.

He quickly pinned and got the win.

"Your winner of this match, and your NEW CHAMPION, JOHN CENA!"

Your mouth dropped open in shock as you watched John celebrate with his new title in hand. Fans cheered, but Edge sat up in shock. Lita on the other hand was pissed. Her mouth in a straight line, shaking her head and snatching the mic from Lillian Garcia.

"John, I advise you to get out this ring before I kick your balls up your ass." John got out fast, not wanting to deal with her and walked up the ramp, leaving Edge and Lita in the ring. "You should be ashamed of yourself!"

Lita yelled to Edge. "You had one job, one fucking job and you failed!" Edge stood up, trying to take the mic from her, but she didn't give in. "No, you're gonna sit here and listen to what I have to say because I'm done with you!"

Fans started to cheer loudly as they heard Lita speak. "You're a failure! You lost your title to John fucking Cena, even after I help you. You were so close, but you blew it all up!"

Edge shook his head, denying everything. "You're nothing without that title. That was the only reason I was with you from the start! You had everything, you were in your prime, but now you're nothing, but a lonely man with no title and no girlfriend."

Edge ran his hands through his hair, breathing out loudly. "The sex was bad anyways, you two pump chump." Everyone started laughing and chanting, 'Two Pump Chump'. Edge tensed up feeling anger rise in his body.

He didn't know what took over his body, but next thing he knew he was grabbing Lita by her hair. "You think you're funny? Coming out here to embarrass-" Edge didn't finish his sentence when someone came behind him and hit him on his head.

He came crashing down on the mat, turning over his back to see who the attacker was and to his surprise, it was his ‘best friend’ Christian. Christian began a beat down, kicking and punching him while Lita laughed and cheered on Christian as he toured Edge.

Christian then dragged Edge to the corner and set him up so he could see Lita. What Christian did next shocked the WWE universe and Edge himself. Lita pulled Christian in for a kiss. Not just no normal kiss. A kiss that was full of tongue and saliva trading, practically taunting Edge.

Edge could only sit there and watch his so-called best friend make out with his girlfriend. "Bye bye you loser!" Lita waved and left the ring with Christian by her side. You sat in the same place backstage, not knowing what to do.

Edge slowly got up after catching his breath and walked backstage, embarrassed and pissed. You met him half way with a bottle of water and a towel. "Hey, Edge." You tried putting on your best soft voice, but Edge wasn't having it. "Don't 'hey' me! Did you see what they just did to me out there? The nerve of them!"

You nodded your head, wiping some sweat off his forehead. "She said the only reason she was with me was because I was champ. She used me." You nodded your head, entering the locker room and sitting on the couch. "It's okay, she's nothing, but a gold digging bitch."

You added, making him smirk. "Yeah, and guess what she called me?" You cocked your eyebrows up, waiting for him to continue. "A two pump chump! And then the whole crowd started chanting it." You couldn't contain the small laugh that came from your lips.

Edge's head snapped towards your direction. "What's so funny? You think I'm a two pump chump?" You finally looked at him and saw how red he looked. He was so close that you could feel a bad breath on your cheek. "Uh- I." You could find any words coming out of your mouth.

Yeah, Edge is cute, but you've never thought of him wanting to be with you. "I'm sure you're not." You awkwardly said, avoiding eye contact. "You're just saying that? You don't believe me. You think I'm a two pump chump don't you?!" Your eyes grew wide. "No, no, I don't!"

Edge calmed down, smiling with a loud sigh. "Well, if you don't believe me, I'm gonna show you." You didn't have time to say anything before he yanked your legs down to the floor. He positioned you so that you were on your knees, between his legs. Edge chuckled at your shocked reaction, eyes big, mouth agape.

"Go on, take it out." Your hands carefully reached up to his gear pants, pulling them down with the help of his hips lifting up. You slide his pants down to his legs, revealing his naked bottom half. You looked at him, unsure about everything.

"Edge, are you sure about this? What if someone walks on?" Edge let out a harsh breath and pulled your hair back so you were looking up at him. "I don't have to repeat myself, do I? I said go on." He pushed your hair out his grip and waited for you to start.

You winced at his hard grip and leaned down to finally take him in your mouth. Edge let out a breath, but this time in relief. Your warm mouth wrapped around his cock, made him feel like there was nothing else in the world.

You started off slow, bobbing your head up and down, trying to easily take him down your throat with consideration of how big he was.

No wonder Lita kept coming back.

You used your hand to stroke whatever you couldn't fit, listening to the noises coming above. "Fuck, your doing so good." Edge praised, pushing some hair out your face, getting a good look at your face. He groaned and then reached over to a stand, taking his phone and snapping a pic.

You quickly took him out your mouth, furrowing your eyebrows in anger. "Edge, what fuck are you-" You didn't get to finished your sentence when Edge pushed the back of your head back in his cock, casualty you to let out a gargled choke sound.

"Why won't you just fuckin' listen to me? Just suck my cock like the slut you are!" Edge had a grip in your hair, continuously forcing you to take his cock down your throat. All that was heard was the choking noises coming from you and the small curses and grunts from Edge.

It didn't help when he used his hips to fuck your mouth. Balls slapping against the couch as he thrusted his cock in your mouth. White spot suddenly started to form in your vision, making you tap his thigh in submission, trying to let him know you couldn't breath and luckily, it worked.

When he pulled you up for air, you took large breaths, panting like you haven't breathed in 16 years. Edge pushed your hair back as you couch furiously, praising you. "Are you wet for me?"

You nodded your head after catching your breath. "Fuck me." You batted your eyelashes at him, pleading. "You don't want me to eat you out?" You shook your head a 'no', wanting to feel him inside you now. "I already like you even more than selfish bitch, Lita." You giggled at his last statement.

"I would fuck you, but you didn't say the magic word." A pout came across your lips as you tried to think of the word. "Please?" Edge shrugged his shoulders. "That wasn't what I was looking for, but it'll do for now." He switched spots, picking you up and throwing you on the couch.

He quickly discarded your bottoms and panties, while you took your top off, showing him all of you. You smiled when you saw how mesmerized he became at the sight of your body. "You gonna keep staring or you gonna fuck me, Two Pump Chump?" Edge's eyes turned dark as he looked at you.

Your smile dropped fast, feeling scared. You should've never called him that. Edge didn't say a word as he flipped you on your stomach, and pulled you in a doggy style position. He didn't waste any time, pushing into you, groaning when he felt how tight you were.

"Shit, you haven't been getting a good fucking?" You bit your lip, shaking your head. "Well you're about to from the 'Two Pump Chump.'" You heard the anger in his voice as he said that name and the moment he entered you, you knew he wasn't a Two Pump type of guy.

He thrusted into you, hips connecting your ass with a loud clap noise. You had to hit your lip to hold back your moans, knowing if someone walked in, it could ruin your career. "Don't hold back. Let everyone know how good this 'Two Pump Chump' is fucking you."

You let a small moan slip out, clenching stood him when he hit your sweet spot. "Shit, right there!" Edge kept that in mind, pulling your hair back so your neck was craned up. Surprisingly, he leaned down and kissed you with so much tongue, but never slowed his thrust down.

The smacking and slurping of your lips against each other could sound so wrong to each other."You fuck me so good!" A smile grew in his face at your praise, speeding him through his thrusts. You clenched around him with every drag of his cock in your walls.

“I'm close!" Edge grunted, when he felt himself near release. "Me too, cum with me." He grabbed your hands, intertwining them together as you both came. Your mouth was agape, feeling him paint your walls white. “Holy Fuck.” Edge slowly thrusted into you, emptying everything in you.

You just laid there, in the silence of the locker room, catching your breaths. Edge grabbed his phone again and started recording a video and pointing it at you.

“You think I’m a Two Pump Chump, Y/n?” You didn’t even have the energy to move. Your hoarse voice let out a small no. “Have fun with that Two Pump Bitch Lita.”

Edge ended the video and sent it to Lita.

[ambreignsfan4life]

Most Beloved WWE Female

[danicadenniss]

Na’ Luzia Rio Garcia-Naruto

Aliases: Luz, Lu, Clover, Cloverleaf, Clovis, Cloves

Home: Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic (birthplace, formerly) Titan City, United Republic of Nations

Elements: Lava, Earth, Metal

Abilities: Earth Bending, Lava Bending, Metal Bending, Crafting Skills, Drawing Skills, Black Smithing Skills

Affection: Rebellion Alliance, Ninja Turtles

Occupation: Student At Titan City School

Species: Human

Gender: Nonbinary (they/them pronouns)

Ethnicity: Dougla (African Dominican American, Indian Trinidadian)

Height: 4’10-5’1

Weight: 135

Hair Color: Dark Auburn/Light Reddish Blonde (dyed ombré)

Eyes Color: Hazel Brown

Skin Color: Dark Golden Brown (Reddish Tan Freckles)

Family Members: Na’Koda Naruto (father), Stella Mia Garcia (mother), Blaze of Domino+ (paternal uncle), Calvin Clark (maternal uncle), Nara Naruto+ (paternal aunt), Karen Ann Garcia-Clark, Trudy Elena Garcia (maternal aunts), Chief Navajo Naruto+ (paternal grandfather), Ramon Juan Garcia (maternal grandfather), Novae Naruto (paternal grandmother), Gloria Garcia (maternal grandmother), Na’Ravi Rohan Naruto/Ryan Darryl McGrime, Na’ Divya Sita Naruto/Lillian Sonia LaBride, Na’ Kai Thorn Naruto/Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/New Limbonar (oldest paternal cousins), Leonardo Santiago Clark, Marcus Carlos Clark, Megan Paola Clark, Antonio Pablo Clark (youngest cousins), Unnamed Great Paternal Grandmother+, Unnamed Great Great Grandmother+, Seth Rick Manson, Prince Bu Ji-Hoon (cousins in law)

Love Interest: Jennifer May O’Neil (girlfriend)

Voiced By: Olivia Olsen

Appearance:

Na’ Luzia Rio Garcia-Naruto is a dark golden brown skinned, slim and slender Dougla pre teenager nonbinary girl (later teenager into a young nonbinary woman, she is an African Dominican American from her mother’s side and Indian Trinidadian from her father’s side.) with short think wavy/straight dark auburn and light reddish blonde ombré dyed hair with right side bangs, narrow auburn brown eyebrows, hazel brown eyes, reddish tan freckles on her cheeks and thin dark reddish brown lips. They wear pairs of navy blue metallic studded earrings, and a small sliver chain pendant with an black onyx charm around their neck, a cropped graphic burgundy off the shoulder t shirt with a white jaguar print on it front, a reddish orange ribbed tank top underneath, red and black tie dye streetwise ripped washed denim shorts with and red crocs with nonbinary flag and lesbian heart shaped printed charms on them with low cut black socks. They also wear nonbinary lesbian pride wristband with her pronouns, “They/Them” on their left wrist.

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Wrestlemania Main Event Reviews - Wrestlemania 22

John Cena (c) def. Triple H for the WWE Championship in 22:11

Triple H is out with a fancy video and everything here, sitting on a big throne and looking angry. Bow Down to the King plays as he sits, fades out, and then The Game kicks in, which is a bit awkward. HHH is posing a lot on the turnbuckle and it’s very funny. John Cena gets a video about the Great Depression and gangsters to start that says you need Hustle, Loyalty and Respect cos he’s from… Massachusetts. Some 30s bad guy music plays as his crew of gangsters come out in a car, then My Time is Now plays, Cena comes out in gangster garb, shoots a Tommy gun at the sky and walks out. Two very awkward entrances, and Cena is already at his “you love him or you hate him” stage, as the video package tries to portray gangsters too. Lillian Garcia gives them grand introductions and the crowd loves HHH, hates Cena. This one feels like a big deal but the crowd aren’t following the blue collar worker vs. privileged rich guy narrative JR is pushing on commentary.

They lock up and HHH takes control. He’s outwrestling Cena. JR says he doesn’t have any bling bling and he doesn’t listen to hip hop, but he likes his work ethic. Amazing. The crowd is passionate about this one. They love HHH! Cena gets tossed outside and HHH taunts the crowd, but Cena fights him all over the ring and is running wild. From pillar to post, he then hits a cool-looking suplex. He locks in a chin lock and soon is fighting HHH with more punches. He Irish whips him into the corner and he flies over as he did in the match with Batista. They fight outside and Cena gets a backdrop on the steel of the ramp. Cena rolls him in to pin for 2, and coming off the ropes, he gets hit with a knee strike from HHH. Triple H has control and launches Cena into the steps. HHH pins eventually but only gets 2. Suplex from HHH as he wears down Cena, including a knee strike followed by a quick, impactful clothesline. Cena tries to fight back but HHH is too prepared. Cena powers out of a neck vice as the crowd has duelling Cena chants. He gets out but Cena is straight back into a sleeper hold. Cena starts to work out of it in the corner, but gets caught with a big boot. HHH runs the ropes but Cena hits a lovely clothesline for a double down. Back and forth, and Cena is taking the advantage, avoids a HHH counter to hit another set of clotheslines. Big slams from Cena and sets up for the Five-Knuckle Shuffle but gets caught with a spinebuster. Cena hits some leaping shoulder tackles but gets caught with a sleeper hold, though he’s learnt and is able to easily counter with a side suplex and Five-Knuckle Shuffle. He signals for and hits an STFU that looks unsurprisingly not good but HHH gets the ropes. Cena lifts HHH but he gets down and sends Cena into the corner and referee Mike Chioda. He low blows both, and then does Cena’s You Can’t See Me taunt, which gets boos, then a DX crotch chop, which gets cheers. HHH gets the sledgehammer, Cena counters at first but gets caught. HHH covers and Chioda crawls over: 1, 2, kick out! The crowd pops despite their Cena distaste! They thought that was it. HHH sets up for the Pedigree, back drop, FU from Cena, but 2-count! The crowd are invested now! Cena misses a crossbody from the top, HHH attempts a Pedigree, Cena locks in the STFU smoothly, arm drop spot for HHH who survives, but he has to tap to the STFU! Kinda odd, but winning with the STFU fits the story. Cena celebrates as the crowd are surprised. 

Pros: Good story, high energy, smart pacing Cons: Had the crowd lost for the first half, odd finish

This match was pretty similar to Batista vs. Triple H from the previous year, but I felt it was paced a little better with slightly better action, however it lacked the impact of that match, and had an odd finish. The story was a bit more engaging than that match’s also, with it being clear on commentary too. The crowd were also pretty against the set up here, they did not like Cena but he was kept the babyface. They came around in the end but it did work against the match. 

3.5 STARS OUT OF 5 

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any suggestions for roles or reboots that would fit 30+ muses well? either existing or new ones!

we  would  love  more  older  muses  around  here.  some  ideas  for  older  muses  in  existing  reboots  are  listed  under  the  cut  since  it's  quite  a  long  list.  however  some  other  reboots  that  could  definitely  fit  30+  muses  are  :  13  going  on  30,  legally  blonde,  american  psycho,  mamma  mia,  how  i  met  your  mother,  the  office  &  desperate  housewives  !!

the  vampire  diaries:  alaric  saltzman,  jenna  sommers,  john  gilbert,  meredith  fell,  sybil,  liz  forbes,  lillian  salvatore,  josette  laughlin,  isobel  flemming,  carol  lockwood,  abby  bennett,  pearl,  mikael  mikaelson,  zach  salvatore  &  esther  mikaelson.

the  oc:  alex  kelly,  sandy  cohen,  kirsten  cohen,  julie  cooper,  jimmy  cooper

one  tree  hill:  dan  scott,  keith  scott,  deb  scott,  karen  roe,  quinn  james.

sons  of  anarchy:  jax  teller,  opie  winston,  donna  winston,  gemma  teller-morrow,  clay  morrow,  tara  knowles,  juice  ortiz,  tig  trager,  chibs  telford,  happy,  wendy  case,  half-sack  epps.

gilmore  girls:  sookie  st.  james,  christopher  hayden,  emily  gilmore,  richard  gilmore,  max  medina,  michel  gerard,  mrs.  kim.

pretty  little  liars:  ezra  fitz,  melissa  hastings,  wren  kingston,  ashley  marin,  meredith  sorenson,  veronica  hastings,  ella  montgomery,  byron  montgomery,  ian  thomas,  tom  marin.

sex  and  the  city:  samantha  jones,  charlotte  york,  miranda  hobbes,  mr.  bing,  aiden  shaw.

supernatural:  dean  winchester,  sam  winchester,  jo  harvelle,  bobby  singer,  john  winchester,  mary  winchester,  ruby,  lilith,  castiel,  ellen  harvelle,  jessica  moore.

friends:  phoebe  buffay,  ross  geller  (ross  gang),  janice  hosenstein,  gunther,  mike  hannigan,  carol  willick,  emily  waltham,  susan  bunch,  kathy,  jill  green,  amy  green.

criminal  minds:  spencer  reid,  derek  morgan,  penelope  garcia,  emily  prentiss,  hotch  hotchner,  jason  gideon,  david  rossi,  elle  greenaway.

grey's  anatomy:  lexie  grey,  mark  sloan,  derek  shepherd,  amelia  shepherd,  izzie  stevens,  george  o'malley,  cristina  yang,  alex  karev,  miranda  bailey,  callie  torres,  arizona  robbins,  april  kepner,  jackson  avery,  owen  hunt,  addison  montgomery.

true  blood:  bill  compton,  eric  northman,  lafayette  reynolds,  sam  merlotte,  tara  thorton,  pam,  alcide  heveraux.

jennifers  body:  nikolai  wolff

resident  evil:  chris  redfield,  albert  walker,  jill  valentine,  ada  wong,  barry  burton,  rebecca  chambers,  ashley  graham.

scream:  gale  weathers,  dewey  riley.

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[justforbooks]

As the leader of the New York band Television, Tom Verlaine, who has died aged 73, was a key figure in the coterie of musicians – Blondie, Talking Heads, the Ramones, the Patti Smith Group – who made downtown Manhattan a laboratory of new sounds and new styles in the mid-1970s. Although each of those groups pursued a very different musical path, together their impact would shape what became known as the punk movement, while Television’s debut LP, Marquee Moon, released in 1977, would secure a place among the most admired and enduringly influential albums of its era.

In Smith’s recent publication, A Book of Days, she chooses a photograph from 1974 in which she and Verlaine, then lovers and occasional collaborators, are holding hands in a tableau of sweetly defiant thrift-store chic: a flimsy child-bride’s gown for her, a patchwork leather jerkin for him. But among the artfully distressed apparel, defiant haircuts and painfully skinny silhouettes of their milieu, none of those serving apprenticeships in CBGBs, Max’s Kansas City and other New York clubs showed more concern for the music itself than Verlaine.

“Attitude,” he once said, “will only take you so far, which for me is never far enough.” Instead the career of the visionary singer, songwriter and guitarist, including solo albums and appearances as well as various Television reunions, seemed to represent a constant quest for the perfect blend of musical eloquence and some form of spiritual elevation.

Fittingly for a man who appropriated his stage name from a great French symbolist poet, Verlaine wrote striking lyrics, such as the opening lines of Marquee Moon: “I remember how the darkness doubled / I recall lightning struck itself.” In another early song, Venus, he sang of how “Broadway looked so medieval” – a description both improbable and indelibly perceptive.

But it was his exploratory guitar solos that spoke of his early interest in, and deep knowledge of, the avant-garde jazz of the 1960s. Somehow he managed to find a language midway between the speaking-in-tongues improvisations of the saxophonists John Coltrane and Albert Ayler and the more functional styles of such rock’n’roll, R&B and surf-rock guitarists as James Burton, Steve Cropper and Dick Dale, as well as the expansive psychedelic guitar improvisations of Jerry Garcia and John Cipollina, and to make the result match his own era.

Verlaine’s tightly wound stage presence was compelling, but his personality – his cool reserve, fugitive manner and inherent suspicion of others’ motives – made him a figure of mystery, and worked against his chances of the mainstream success to which, in any case, he never seemed committed.

The son of Lillian and Victor Miller, he was born in Morriston, New Jersey, into a middle-class family who moved to Wilmington, Delaware, when he was six years old. After classical piano lessons, he switched to saxophone upon discovering jazz and then took up the guitar. At Sanford, a private school in Hockassin, Delaware, where he was a day pupil, he met a boarder from Kentucky named Richard Meyers, with whom he bonded over a love of poetry and a mutual desire to escape the confines of the establishment in which they found themselves. The first attempt ended with both being brought back after being arrested in Alabama for setting a building on fire.

They had made their separate ways to New York by 1971, where they teamed up again on the Lower East Side, changed their names to Tom Verlaine and Richard Hell, scuffled for work and wrote poetry together under the nom-de-plume “Theresa Stern”. But Verlaine, working as a clerk at the Strand bookstore in the East Village, was determined to form a band. He taught Hell the rudiments of playing the bass guitar and together with the drummer Billy Ficca they performed as the Neon Boys before adding another guitarist, Richard Lloyd, and changing their name to Television in 1974.

Verlaine’s songs, the compositions of Hell (including the anthemic Blank Generation) and the soaring interplay between the two lead guitarists quickly earned them a following among New York’s scene makers. Endorsements came from David Bowie and Nicholas Ray, the director of Rebel Without a Cause, whose crisp epithet – “Four cats with a passion” – appeared on their promotional material. Smith, then beginning her rise to prominence, was another early supporter, and Verlaine played on her first single, a version of Hey Joe, in 1974.

Richard Hell, whose spiky hair and ripped T-shirts would inspire Malcolm McLaren’s styling of the Sex Pistols, had already been sacked by Verlaine on the grounds of heroin-induced unreliability by the time Television made their first single. A Verlaine song called Little Johnny Jewel, it was released in 1975 on a label created by their patron, Terry Ork. The following year they signed a deal with Elektra Records and began work on Marquee Moon. The album was co-produced by the studio engineer Andy Johns, who had worked with the Rolling Stones, Free and Led Zeppelin, and who helped Verlaine achieve the clarity of sound for which he was searching.

If the album’s sales were disappointing by the standards of the biggest rock bands of the time, their music was warmly received by the rock press in the US and Europe, and by audiences on their first tour of the UK, with Blondie as their support act. A second album, Adventure, made less impact and the band dissolved in 1978 after disagreements between Verlaine and Lloyd.

Verlaine’s eponymous first solo album was released in 1979, followed two years later by Dreamtime and then by several others, including Cover, completed in 1984 while he was briefly living in London. Two albums of instrumental pieces, Warm and Cool (1992) and Around (2006), showed his gift for creating tone poems inspired by film noir. In 1995 he appeared as a guest with Smith’s band on a US tour with Bob Dylan.

Television briefly reformed in 1992 to release a new self-titled album of the highest quality and toured occasionally both before and after the second departure of Lloyd, who was replaced from 2007 by Jimmy Rip. Their last appearances came in 2013.

🔔 Tom Verlaine (Thomas Miller), guitarist, singer and songwriter, born 13 December 1949; died 28 January 2023

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at http://justforbooks.tumblr.com

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LET'S GOOOOO! AN UPDATED STARTER-CALL LIST. PLEASE REACT TO AS MANY AS YOU WANT, I GOT A LOAD OF MUSES!

Alexander Lightwood | 29 | Detective 

Evan Buckley | 28 | Firefighter

T.K Strand | 28 | EMT

Richie Tozier | 24 | Comedian 

Max Mayfield | 23 | Social Worker

T.J Kippen | 21 | ?

Harry Hook | 23 | Chef

Marco Del Rossi | 21 | College Graduate, Law School (Works Part Time)

Max Baker | 19 | College Sophomore (Works Part-Time)

Matthew Murdock | 35 | Criminal Lawyer

Dean Winchester | 38 | Psychiatrist 

Emily Fitch | 19 | College Freshman (Works Part-Time)

Nick Nelson | 18 | College Freshman (Works Part-Time)

Simon Spier |19 | College Sophomore (Works Part-Time)

Katherine Pierce | 500+ | ?

Blaine Anderson | 22 | Singer at a Lounge 

Ginny Weasley | 21 | Elementary School Teacher 

Maria Vasquez | 25 | Works with her boyfriend

Heather Chandler | 23 | Works at a boutique/fashion designer 

Gabriel Boutin | 25 | French Ambassador 

Chishiya Shuntaro | 21 | Resident, In school to become a doctor.

Lillian Deville | 22 | Soccer Coach

Mercutio Alice | 27 | ?

Jim Hopper | 45 | Mayor of D.C

Eponine Thenadier | 25 | ?

Bob Belcher | 45 | Owns Bob’s Burgers

Enid Sinclair | 18 | College Freshman (Works Part Time)

Mazikeen Smith | Old AF | Private Investigator 

Ambrose Spellman | 75+ | ?

Lily Tucker Pritchett | 19 | ?

Derek Hale | 25 | Police Officer

Klaus Hargreeves | 30 | ?

Jake Wheeler | 19 | ?

Victoria Spring | 22 | ?

Carl Grimes | 23 | ?

Mickey Milkovich | 27 | ?

Reggie Peters | 20 | ?

Miles Hollingsworth III | 21 | ?

Maeve Wiley | 21 | ?

Gamora | 35 | ?

Jude Foster-Adams | 21 | ?

Gregoria Grfinndor | 23 | ?

Ivan Carvalho | 19 | ?

Prince Henry | 26 | ?

Riley Matthews | 21 | ?

Edwina Sharma | 21 | ?

Franny Gallagher | 19 | ?

Samuel Garcia | 19 | ?

Josh Rosza | 26 | ?

Abby Anderson | 21 | ?

Zed Necrodopolis | 19 | ?

Lito Rodriguez | 36 | ?

David Kotsyk | 29 | ?

Zenon Kar | 25 | ?

Veronica Fisher | 31 | ?

Light Yagami | 21 | ?

Brittany Matthews | 23 | ?

Jesse St. James | 25 | Glee Coach

Beth Corcoran | 21 | ?

[alldancersaretalented]

Some of the dancers competing at the YAGP Finals:

New Level Dance Company:

Lainey Hess, 9

Bobbie's School of Performing Arts:

Olivia Yang, 10

Ava Lynn, 16

Nor Cal Dance Arts:

Mika Takase, 10 - Velvet Green (Tawnya Kuzia)

Master Ballet Academy:

Ellary Day Szyndlar, 10

Victoria Camillo, 10

Tova Tustin, 11

Eva Rumasuglia, 11

Channing Dennis, 13

Ahren Tustin, 13

Sabrina Dorsey, 14

Lillian Rossmann, 14

Gracie Kirkwood, 15

Taylor O'Meara, 15

Chloe Hennessy, 15

Leonidas Adarmes, 15

Summer Montenegro, 16

Melanie Mcintire, 16

Tessa Rivadulla, 17

Sophia Rutova, 17

Cruz Vining, 18

Ben Dunlap, 18

Studio 702:

Jillian Chapler, 10

Larkin Dance Studio:

Harper Andersen, 10

Savannah Manzel, 12

Yoko's Dance & Performing Arts Academy:

Aria Du, 11

Fiona Wu, 12

Fiona and Raina Wu, Ensemble

Woodbury Dance Center:

Skylar Wong, 11

Ian Stegeman, 14

Elite Classical Coaching:

Angelina Tan, 13

Kennan Mentzos, 13

Kennedy Kahler, 14

Isabella Meier, 15

Ava Reed, 15

The Rock Center for Dance:

Addison Price, 11

Vivien Robillard, 13

Crystal Huang, 14

Stars Dance Studio:

Neo Del Corral, 11

Roberto Williams Nicolau, 16

Fort Lauderdale Youth Ballet:

Dylan Custodio, 11

Dylan Custodio and Arielle Abelevski, Ensemble

The Art of Classical Ballet:

Ashley Otano, 10

Kya Massimino, 12

Dmitri Kulev Classical Ballet Academy:

Kiera Sun, 12

Clara Riggs, 14

Isabella Howard, 15

Teagan Chou, 16

Summit Dance Shoppe:

Angelina Elliot, 13

CityDance Conservatory:

Berkleigh Hernandez, 14

Eric Poor, 13

WestPoint Ballet:

Ava Zisko, 15

Miami Dance Collective:

Carolina Garcia, 14

[ocmjfcosplayer]

So news flash (bruh all I talk about is negativity) JBL made fun of Mauro Ranallo's bipolar and yelled at Lillian Garcia that it wasn't worth missing work to go to her dad's (?) funeral, so yea

[aritamargarita]

are you a fan of wrestling podcasts in general? I saw your posts about ravens and wondered if you listen to any others. I love Edge and Christian’s from like 2017 they’re so funny

i kinda am actually! i don’t listen to it as MUCH but normally ill listen to an episode or two :) EDGE AND CHRISTIAN’S WERE SO FUNNY YES!! gotta be in my top 5 fr

podcasts like grilling jr, the steve austin show, chasing glory by lillian garcia.. i actually really like those too. and i also like the podcasts that review classic wrestling shows!

[murderballadeer]

for the book ask: 4, 6 and 10!

4 - what sections of a bookstore do you browse? mostly just fiction/classics! 

6 - what books have you read in the last month? netherland by joseph o’neill (twice, for school), rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead by tom stoppard, mrs. dalloway by virginia woolf (three times, for school), long day’s journey into night by eugene o’neil, kafka on the shore by haruki murakami,love in the time of cholera by gabriel garcia marquez. currently i’m reading in pursuit of the english by doris lessing, and the next thing i plan on reading is a streetcar named desire by tennessee williams

10 - do you have a guilty fav? omg yes it’s this mystery series by lillian jackson braun where the main character has two cats that solve the mysteries for him, they’re absolute trash but they’re so fun 

[realestateforsalewatchungnj]

North Jersey home built for filmmaker, artist listed for $1.7 million by Luxury Realtor Specialist Sandra Garcia with Re/Max NJ  

Emmy winner's mid-century modern North Jersey home hits the market! 💫💫💫

The newly listed home at 524 Ridge Rd. in Watchung was built 50 years ago for Lillian Feldman Schwartz, an innovator of computer-aided art and filmmaking. A virtuoso, Schwartz experimented with painting, drawing and sculpture before adopting cutting-edge digital tools to create short films and animations.

Like a gallery, the home's interior surfaces are well lit and finished primarily in white. High ceilings feature throughout. The home has six bedrooms and five bathrooms. 

The living room and master suite are clad with floor-to-ceiling windows to take in the views of the surrounding forest. Wrap-around decks add even more vantage points to the 1.5-acre property.

Sandra Garcia, the listing agent with Re/Max Villa Realtors, said the home was recently renovated by its current owners. The 1,000-square-foot master suite is in a new addition and offers the best views in the house, Garcia said.

NorthJersey.com 

Sandra Garcia Remax (201)914-0234