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Luca: yeah i'm actually really nervous to lose my virginity tonight

Luca: seriously pais, i'm not gonna make you look dumb

Luca: you're gonna be my wife. i'm in this, all the way.

Paisley: put a baby in me 🍆🍆🍆

Paisley: if you don't stick your tongue down my throat at the alter, im filing for an annulment 👅

Paisley: but serious time: i trust you, i hope you know

Paisley: i maybe even love you, im not quite sure yet

Paisley: i hope you like my dress

Paisley: if you have to get fucked up, don't do it too much. this day may be one you want to remember.

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nickfckingfarley‌:

“I’m the best man. Or, I would be if this event wasn’t so well choreographed by the mothers. Nick Farley.”

“Sober and coherent are my middle names. He’ll be on his best behaviour.”

“Right, Nick Farley. I’m not sure if I’ve heard you’re more addicted to cars or foreign substances. If I find out you are in anyway a bad influence to Luca today, I will have your right knee shattered. Are we clear?”

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miaxcostello‌:

“No, not bad news. I just figured you might want something borrowed? This ah, belonged to my mom.” 

Pausing, Paisley looked at Mia standing in the doorway and the box she held in her hand. The silver locket sparkled in the light and she immediately found herself speechless. “...oh. I’m sorry, I’m just a little flustered.” Standing up from her chair, she shooed the hair stylist away and looked at the necklace closer. “That’s...very kind of you, Mia. I...would be honored to wear something of Guinevere’s.” 

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nickfckingfarley‌:

“Don’t mind me, Duchess. Just stopped by to see if you have any final orders for your soon-to-be husband?”

“Who the hell are you and how were you given the clearance to reach my dressing room? And if you have to, you can make sure he’s sober and coherent.”

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Luca: let's smoke a j together before our wedding

Luca: i couldn't think of anything more romantic

Luca: plus i'm kind of freaking the fuck out

Paisley: what are you freaking about? the fact you get to fuck my brains out tonight or the fact you can drink as much as you want?

Paisley: please, don't make me look stupid today.

Paisley: you promised.

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"You have the picked the worst time to waste my time. If you come with bad news, I highly suggest you keep it to yourself.”

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Luca: yooo, need a little bit of weed to take the edge off.

Luca: how fast can you be here?

Paisley: seriously

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paisleysinclair✔: he’s almost forever mine 💍 @fuckingluca  #lucley

[sethkate]

Mayans MC + Murciélago/Zotz (1.04)

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leoncostello‌:

Leon’s eyebrows raised in surprise at Paisley’s response, especially since he hadn’t expected her to be able to read him that well. And in a way it actually a little comforting that at least she understood that about his brother, as it was something that Leon had trouble remembering sometimes. “It sounds like we’re putting him in capable hands then,” Leon said, surprised that he actually meant the words.  The last thing that he thought would happen was that he would be impressed by Paisly Sinclair.  “Sounds like the two of you are on better terms than I realized, so I’m glad for that.” 

Laughing at Leon’s surprise at her honesty, Paisley lowered her voice so the guests around them couldn’t hear. “I’m not blind, Leon. I see Luca parading around women and abusing drugs. I won’t lie to you, it hurts my pride as much as it hurts my public image. It’s not a good feeling, knowing that he doesn’t want to marry me.” Pushing some stray hairs from her face, she sighed. “And please, don’t get it twisted - I didn’t grow up dreaming to marry a man like him. But I will try to make him better. And if he doesn’t step up to be better, I won’t waste my time. I want this for our future and our children’s future. I am not in love with your brother, I’m in love with the idea that this wedding will change the future for the better.”

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shilchsinclair‌:

Finally, it felt like they were actually having a conversation. Sometimes he felt like he was talking to a wall with Paisley. That was no offense to her, of course, it was just how they were raised. They all were expected to act a certain way. “I just don’t know. I don’t trust Luca as far as I can throw up. I don’t trust any of ‘em.” He didn’t want their father to end up in jail, or worse, dead because of this rivalry. “I’m trying to be supportive but Luca’s an asshole, Pais. I’m saying that as nice as I can. He’s an asshole. I just don’t want you to get hurt. I’m just afraid he doesn’t have the same intentions as you do.” He wished he could help ease the situation. “Fuck it, I know he doesn’t. It’s not fair to you.”

Sighing, Paisley smiled at her brother’s honesty. “What have Mommy and Daddy always taught us? That we need to look out for each other? Family before anything? Priya and Paityn can’t be the ones to do it, Priya is too kind and shy. Paityn is...well, she’s lost her strength. She lacks confidence, she lacks leadership. It has to be me, Shi. It just does.” Pulling slightly away from her brother, she spun under his arm and laughed a little. It was for show, they were having fun. “I can do this. I know I can, I think you know I can, too. Luca will either step up or step down, either way I will fulfill my side of the promise. The Costello family will either thrive or crash and burn, but I won’t let our family down.”

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sebastianpsinclair‌:

Paisley Sinclair. 

Most people saw his little sister as a carbon copy of their mother and while that was true, he knew that she was her own person. There were differences between them and he had helped so much with her when she was younger, there was always going to be a special place in his heart for her. For all his siblings. 

As she took control of the microphone he smirked, she had such fire and he loved that about her. He was so proud of everything she was doing, even if people didn’t always agree with her or her attitude. She was his little sister and he loved her. 

“Mind if I snag you away, Pais?” Seb asked, extending a hand. 

Happily taking her big brother’s hand, Paisley nodded. “Of course.” Letting Sebastian lead her to the dance floor, she smiled widely. “While not everyone is happy to be here, I’m glad you all are. I’m not sure we’ve all been together like this since Christmas.”

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shilchsinclair‌:

Shiloh couldn’t help but let out a laugh when she mentioned children. “That’s why I’m not gonna have ‘em,” He said as if it was obvious, “I’ll just be the fun uncle.” He didn’t want the responsibility of children in general. “Dad’s different than Luca. I have no doubt you can whip him into shape but he’s gotta be somewhat willing to change.” He knew she was right. Paisley was a better fit for this job than Paityn. He was tempted to bring up the whole Paityn and Luca debacle but he knew better than to do that right now. “How ‘bout you just cut his dick off and leave him out to dry? Is that an option?”

Paisley dropped her ever so easy to force smirk and looked at her brother, knowing well she could be herself in his presence. She didn’t have to keep up the HBIC facade she had so naturally adapted from watching their mother. "It’s gotta happen, Shi. Paityn almost died in a “mysterious” explosion, we can’t have that happening again. Not just for us or for Mom and Dad, but for this city. There’s going to be a day where Dad could end up like Grandfather Sinclair, locked up and unreachable.” Glancing out into the crowd, she looked for their parents. “Grand-Mère Moreau was killed for money...it’s just all so twisted and dark. This marriage will bring peace and strength.” 

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marcel-costello‌:

Marcel came off as a very intimidating man, even to those whom were very close to him. However, his kids were definitely a soft spot. So if anything involved any of them, he could easily look passed the flaws in any situation. Especially this one: Paisley Sinclair was in fact, a Sinclair… but she wasn’t her parents. Marcel had nothing against the girl–not yet, anyway. So there was no reason to act like she was some nuisance.

“You’re very correct, Miss Sinclair,” he pauses, “and I would know. I’ve stood at the end of an aisle two separate times.” 

Paisley felt oddly comfortable dancing with her future father in law, she had grown up only being told how evil and cruel the Costello family was, but she felt none of that in the current moment. In fact, Marcel seemed..very polite. Biting her lip at the thought of Luca’s real mother, she worked up the courage to ask a question that had been dancing in her mind for months.

"Marcel, I hope I’m not imposing, but...your first wife...do you think she’d...do you think she’d approve of Luca and I?”

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leoncostello‌:

It took Leon a couple seconds to realize that he was the closest to Paisley and that her hand was extended in his direction.  Which he figured could work, the least that he could do was try to get to know the girl who was (unfortunately) marrying into the family.  Taking her hand and starting the dance, Leon gave her a smile back. “I want to apologize for my brother earlier, he should know better,” Leon honestly said, figuring that someone needed to apologize for his brother groping her earlier, “If I had been closer I probably would have broke his hand.  I still might if you think he deserves it.”

Leon Costello became her dance partner in the blink of an eye and Paisley let out a laugh as he led her to the dance floor. “Apologize for your brother, huh? I feel like that’s all most of your family is doing. Mine, is just threatening to hurt him.” Winking, she she placed her hands on her future brother in law’s shoulders. “Luca is acting out, because he’s scared. Between you and I, I have a pretty good read on my future husband. He’s a work in progress, but just you wait, he’s surprise you all.”