#Para: Rachel

[samevans-wmu]

“Rach!” Sam called from outside Rachel’s apartment door, a recently knocked out jingle still tingled his knuckles. “Come on, Berry. I’m freezing my ass out here.” Honestly, he JUST knocked 10 seconds ago but this Lima weather assaults any uncovered skin on his face and body. Their bowling night is one he looked forward to since they set it in motion. It’s a spot he’s driven past a few times in his clunker of a truck, a truck which thankfully has a working heater. Now, he’s gotta pray the alley supplies that same blessed heat once they’re inside.

@stardomiscalling

[brodywestonx]

Brody found himself a little taken aback at both Rachel's understanding and her willingness to share a bit of her own childhood nostalgia, given the two hardly knew each other and the rough start to the conversation. But he was grateful for her advice regarding the matter. "Yeah, ten can be a tricky age," he agreed, his tone softening. "But I think you're right. She'd probably adore one of those giant teddy bears. And who knows, maybe it'll earn me some cool uncle points."

He chuckled at Rachel's suggestion, nodding in agreement. "Playing a couple of games together sounds like a plan," he said in response, honestly not know if there would be a favorite among the plush selection. "And hey, if we manage to snag a prize, we can decide together which one to go for. I'm sure my niece would be thrilled with whatever we pick."

As they approached the carnival games area, Brody couldn't help but raise a brow at her first suggestion. "Darts, huh?" he remarked, impressed though admittedly shocked. "I never would have guessed that for you, honestly. You seem more like a chess or checkers type of girl. No offense."

He glanced around, scanning the various booths for the aforementioned game. "Let's go with that first," he agreed, pointing towards the booth. He was genuinely curious if she was as good as she claimed. "Maybe we'll find something else along the way, or a place to suggest your karaoke booth."

Brody’s change in demeanor caught Rachel a little of guard. In a positive way, of course . While ,she wasn’t normally a free-spirit by nature, given the type of festivities, the songbird had made if a point to try and enjoy her time at the event. It was nice to see him trying as well Then when he mentioned his niece, Rachel’s heart went out to him.

“Ten is an awkward age,” she agreed as they meandered down the fairway, “but I do believe she would love an oversized teddy bear. When I was her age I used to collect stuffed rabbits. They still actually reside at my parents house,” she admitted with a sheepish grin. She hadn’t told many people about her plushies, but thought it might set Brody’s mind at ease.

“I have a suggestion. Why don’t we play a couple of games together? That way we can double the chances of winning one? Did you have a specific plush in mind or will any large stuffed animal do? I happen to love darts. You know, the game where you pop the various balloons? Truth be told, I have excellent hand eye coordination,” she told him proudly, “or we could attempt to find a singing booth? Although I very much doubt one of those exists. Perhaps that’s something to suggest for next years Founder’s Day celebration!”

[dimiicons]

★ life is strange icons

créditos ou reblogue se salvar! icons 120x120 por @ifdimpeul ★ psd by yiza

[fairyeoll]

[ BE YOU! pedido feito pelo post PEDIDOS ABERTOS

[fletcher-braley]

CLOSED STARTER for @rachelhargrove at the open range

One thing Fletcher has grown accustomed too in the late winter of February is the range of temperature. The deep chill in the morning that turns his breath to small billows of clouds, and currently, a comfortable warmth with the sun on his face that allows him to stand at the fence of the dog park with his coat unzipped while Boone runs rampant through the park.

"You know, Boone might knock Walter around some, but—" Fletch looks to Rachel, amusement clinging to his features. "I think Walter calls the shots, just like when Boone was a puppy. I don't think he knows he's ten times his size."

[finnhdson]

It took a few seconds for Finn to fully register that it was Rachel in front of him - the same Rachel that, though they hadn't actually been in high school together for that long, had definitely left a worthwhile impression on him in spite of that. "Rachel, hey!" he greeted. "I didn't know you were back in town!" Truthfully, he was surprised to see her back given that he figured New York was her spot. "Well," he started, glancing back just in time to see a few kids filter out of the bounce house, leaving it less crowed. "There you go. There's more room in there now," he glanced back towards her, quickly nodding to her question. "For sure! Let's do it."

As she wandered through the event, she paused at the bounce house, debating whether to go in our not. She’d been eyeing the giant inflatable for hours, but hadn’t had the courage to thrown caution to the wind. That’s when she saw a familiar blast from the past. Despite having had a huge crush on Finn during their limited time together in high school, she hadn’t actually seen him since then. “Finn?” She asked stupidly suddenly feeling like a 15-year old girl again, “I am not sure one can actually have too much fun. Like I don’t believe it’s possible.” She remarked before closing the gap a little between them. “I have been thinking about going in, but must admit I am a tad bit hesitant. There are so many young children in there. I would hate to accidentally hurt one of them.” After her admission she looked longingly at the house. Maybe it would be fun to act like a child again? Not wanting to go alone, she asked, “Wpuld you be willing to go another round?”

[someotherdog]

character: goran open: m/f/nb plot: goran is an amateur kickboxer and all-around himbo. his manager is his older brother dejan, who keeps pushing goran to participate in fights despite the fact that goran's body needs a rest. your muse cares about goran and wants him to stand up to his brother, but he refuses. after another brutal match, your muse comes to find goran and once again tries to convince him to fire his brother as his manager. any connection is fine, as long as it's not family or t*boo. this post was made using beta editor, please do not reblog it in legacy as i no longer have access to it!

his head hurt. that was pretty normal for anyone that fought for a living, but goran was growing older. his body took longer to recover after each fight, somedays he was in constant pain, but it never occured to him that he could just... stop. dejan managed everything; the fights he participated in to the money they got from the matches. most of the time, he felt like an automaton. wherever direction someone pointed him in, that's where he went. dejan told him to show up to whatever arena at whatever time, and goran would show up to the area on time multiple times a month. nearing thirty, he still felt that he had no control over his own life, and he didn't think about that fact very often. it was the way he had lived his whole life, under dejan's wing, why would he ever feel the need to change that? blood drying underneath his nose and an open cut over his right eye, goran sat in the venue's locker room, chest heaving. the fight had been an exhaustive, violent one, though that was the nature of the sport. some were bloodier than others, however. tonight, he thought his opponent might've knocked a tooth loose with a kick to the face. he would think about that later, though, when his head hurt a little less. goran winced as the creaky door to the locker room opened, and he squinted as he saw the intruder coming closer. it was the one person in the world that always tried to convince him to give kickboxing up. the only person that told him the truth, that dejan cared more about money and fame than his little brother's health. goran never wanted to hear it, though. he sighed heavily, "i'm not in the mood for a lecture, if that's why you came here."

[daryj]

COMO SNOW ERA...

feita em: 04.01.2024

☆𖦹 para o desafio #GardenSense (by @mafushi)

Buquê 06: As quatro estações — as flores correspondentes as estações são: girassol, tulipa, aster e snowdrop. Escolha uma delas para a capa!

obs: qualquer inspiração, credite-me, por favor.

[sixe11]

La belleza de Gaby no tiene igual mordidas de amor

[dariarutherford]

Daria instinctively pulled the chair out opposite of Rachel and took a seat, figuring it'd be easier to have even just a quick chat while sitting at the same eye level. She nodded at the woman, always happy to hear of others that supported small businesses and thankful for the compliments. "Yeah, good to see you too. And thank you, I'm always pushing for the whole shop small businesses. Not even just my own cafe, but also other places around town, too. The diner, the karaoke bar, consignment shops, even the movie theater here in town isn't one of the big name chains." At the question about Dominic, she gave a chuckle. "Oh yeah, he definitely likes to stop by from time to time, usually to be a thorn in my side, but a charming one at least." She noticed Rachel's face searching the area a bit, the little that she did remember of her from their high school days was that she never seemed to be seen with her siblings. "Have you seen him yet, since you got back?"

As Rachel graciously accept the cookie, she eyed the woman curiously. She hated to admit it but she never really kept up with who her siblings spent their time with. That being said, the other woman looked vaguely familiar and she saw no reason for her to lie about knowing her brother. So, she decided to continue the conversation. Maybe she’d learn a little about Dominic. As sad as that sounded. “Oh, right, Daria, It’s a pleasure to see you again. It’s been quite a while. You have a lovely cafe,” she stated genuinely, while surveying the quaint shop. “I really do prefer spending my money in local restaurants over the commercial chains, Feels as though I’m contributing to the community some how . So,” she began, pivoting the subject, “does Dominic frequent your cafe often?” She asked, scouting for a neutral location to catch up with her younger brother.

[sudaca-swag]

a mi no me importa que tan bien cantas si estas a las doce de la noche un martes a los gritos cantando te tiro abajo la puerta y te limo las cuerdas vocales que ganas de romper las bolas que tienen

[divagandosempre-blog]

[Review/crítica] Te amarei para sempre - Divagando Sempre

Ele viaja no tempo. Ela é o seu passado. Poderão Henry e Clare ficarem juntos? Resenha completa no blog 👇

[elyalovi]

Es la humanidad de Superman… Pero sería un error reducir a Lois Lane como la pareja del Hombre de Acero. Una reportera con experiencia, ganadora del Pulitzer, y cuya curiosidad intrépida la ha llevado siempre a buscar la verdad, aunque eso la ponga en peligro, una activista dispuesta a luchar contra gente poderosa y, finalmente, una mujer adelantada a su época que siempre ha buscado romper esquemas.

Durante años, diversas actrices le han dado vida a Lois Lane y sus aportes han hecho que el personaje se vuelva más rico y memorable. Estas son las Lois Lane a través del tiempo.

->Las MEJORES LOIS LANE y las que lo intentaron

[wmucody]

Cody's thoughts battled between the should he, shouldn't he? New Directions did sound pretty cool, and freeing. Freedom was always at the forefront his mind when he was younger. Wishing to get out of his hometown and the expectations that came from his family. Now he was in Lima, at university, with his family thousands of miles away. Cody was the freest he had ever been, even when he was travelling his family badgered for his return. Now with him officially leaving home he finds freedom in the smallest things. Doing laundry, shopping for groceries, going for a run. New Directions was just another way of reminding him that he was no longer under the control of anyone else.

A small laugh fell from his lips as his head dropped slightly. "I guess if Dua Lipa is unaccessible then I'm happy with you being the replacement," he responded, looking up from under his lashes. "Yeah, I'll come to your next rehearsal to scope it out. I'm not promising anything though. "Also.. there's not a costume dress code is there? Or anything like that? If I knew we were going to cross paths I would have held off on selling my Cats outfit for a small fortune," Cody joked.

As soon as Cody relaxed, Rachel felt a huge wave of relief wash over her. If the New Directions were going to be successful, they needed the best vocalists possible and this man, had the talent to become truly great. Now just needed to convince him to attend a practice by any means necessary . So, as his demeanor shifted to a much more agreeable one, Rachel followed suit, mirroring his relaxed stance. It was all about the art of negotiation.

“I see,” she began with a purse of her full glossy lips, “so what you are saying is in order to persuade you to attend a rrhaaesal, all I need to do is introduce you to sexy famous musician?” She scooted a little closer and smiled cheekil. Hopefully he had a sense of humor. “While I am not a pop star, I can sing like one. Not to mention am relatively well known on the Broadway circuit.”

She paused again, but this time for dramatic effect, “And many consider me to be very sexy.” A stretch but she knew how to work an audience. So with her head cocked slightly to the side, allowing her hair to cascade down her shoulder, Rachel batted her full lashes and asked, “So, given I offered you a much better deal than your original request, is it safe to assume I can expect you at our next rehearsal?”

[shvroyism]

My favorite female glee vocalists:

1. SANTANA

2. Mercedes (duh)

3. Marley (i’m in love with Melissa Benoist and her voice)

[blogdorogerinho]

Críticas — Guerra Civil (2024), A História Verdadeira (2015), Spotlight: Segredos Revelados (2015), Graças a Deus (2019)

O bom e o mau jornalismo Não foi à toa que Guerra Civil (2024), de Alex Garland estreou em 12 de abril apenas nos EUA e no Reino Unido, há exatamente 163 anos do início da Guerra de Secessão Americana (1861 a 1865): uma semana antes de estrear nos cinemas do Brasil e do resto do mundo. No entanto, o conflito ficou em segundo plano para o cineasta poder destacar a atuação inescrupulosa da velha…