#Rachel Coopes

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Hearts Under the Olive Tree (2023)

Hearts Under the Olive Tree (2023) #JohnMurlowski #JennaMichno #NicRobuck #SamSchweikert #RachelCoopes Mehr auf:

Jahr: 2023 Genre: Comedy / Drama / Romantik Regie: John Murlowski Hauptrollen: Jenna Michno, Nic Robuck, Sam Schweikert, Rachel Coopes … Filmbeschreibung: Wenn eine weltbekannte Schriftstellerin keine Inspiration für ihr nächstes fantastisches Buch finden kann, nimmt ihre eingebildete Mutter sie mit in ein landwirtschaftliches Refugium, um ihre Kreativität anzukurbeln. Doch was sie findet,…

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"SATURDAY BREAKFAST"

with Julie Reynolds.

SATURDAY MORNING’S 6AM

This week:

We are joined by GANGgajang’s front man Mark Callaghan.

The wire will tell you what you need to know about the senate’s recommendations on dental care.

A story on where we physically will be working in the future.

The Culinary Archive podcast talks about Soy Beans and it’s many uses you may not have known.

Jana Firestone from the Curious Life brings you her final instalment from her chat with Playschool’s Rachel Coopes.

We’ll be playing the Weekly AMRAP chart topper.

..and Murph will countdown the Top 5.

Join us.

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[katyobsesses]

The worst part of outlining a fic as a multishipper is trying to decide what ships to have 😭

[ziracona]

Absolutely losing it at the squad results. The silence and temporary confusion at the first two and then explosion of laughter.

[yogurtkags]

cid ! ! congratulations on 100 followers lovely <3 if it’s not too late, could i join your event with kuroo + office romance / coworkers to lovers. maybe a lil secret relationship sprinkled in 🤭 thank you so much !!! ^_^

❝ LOVEBIRDS ❞ — kuroo tetsurou

cw. f!reader, fluff, established relationship, office romance, not-so secret relationship (that everyone knows about), not beta read. | wc: 568

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“don’t forget you have a meeting in…” you glance at your watch, grey patterned carpet below your feet dulling the click of your shoes as you walk up to the desk in the middle of the room, “15 minutes.”

kuroo sighs, lifting a file up in your direction and rubbing his eyes with his free hand, “ugh another one?” you barely catch him mumbling under his breath that he needs another cup of coffee.

“i know, i’m sorry.” you coo, taking it from him and adding it to the stack on your arm. “your next one’s not until 3 though, so there’s plenty of time to coop up in your office with little old me until then.”

he peers up at you with the softest puppy eyes he can muster up, painted with purplish dark circles and a pout on his naturally rosy lips, “can we have lunch together after?”

“people are going to talk, kuroo.”

“you’re so dramatic, we’ll just be eating!”

you shoot him a pointed look, “this would be the third time this week and it’s only wednesday.”

you remember how the rumours spread like wildfire when someone spotted kuroo drinking out of a mug with a lipstick stain lining the rim, the shade a little too close to the one you wear to be coincidental.

there was nothing wrong with dating your co-worker, who is by extension, your boss. by nothing you mean everything, because what would everyone think? you’re not about to be that person that climbed up the ranks just because their partner was in a favourable position with the company, that’s the last thing you’d want people to think about your relationship with him— he’s so much more than that.

kuroo on the other hand, thinks it’s perfectly fine. just look at suits! harvey and donna, mike and rachel, oh don’t let him go on. he’s a sucker for a sweet office romance and when you waltzed through the doors of his office announcing that you were his new personal assistant, it was love at first sight.

the longer you stayed by his side, the more he was convinced that you just so happened to be the woman of his dreams. you’re responsible, put-together, keeps him in check which he finds so hot— very few of his past PAs could keep up with him. he’s constantly busy and taking on more and more projects, most find him slightly obnoxious, his smooth tongue and jokes get under the skin of those that couldn’t keep up. but you, you take it all in stride, and instead of trying to catch up with him, you keep him on his toes and encourage him to reach for greater heights.

you two make a good duo, and everyone else in the team can see your chemistry and the way you’ve positively influenced his productivity and output, and thankfully his work-life balance (and the way he looks at you with stars in his eyes). hell, it’s not even an exaggeration when they say his office plants have not looked healthier since your green thumbs graced them with your presence.

as the dreaded meeting concludes with good news and you leave the conference room falling in step with kuroo, his mentor calls out to him much to the team’s humour (and your chagrin), catching the two of you off guard with reddening ears.

“enjoy your lunch break, lovebirds!”

notes. aimsie !! thank you for your support always ♡

© yogurtkags. please do not repost, plagiarise, or translate my work.

[grapejuicegay]

#look. I know y'all want to see this as much and the young-uns like fourth/gemini becky/freen#just because they're older I KNOW you can still love them#love transcends age#JUST IMAGINE...#THESE TWO PLUS PRAN'S DAD AND UNCLE DIKA AS THE SIDE COUPLE#*gleeful cackling*#(I know it'll be a looooooong time before we get anything with an older couple as a lead but a girl can dream) - @dribs-and-drabbles

LIN YOUR BRAIN

character fashion appreciation: photjanee and gim OUR SKYY 2 My School President

[rocknbolan]

Recap 7-12

General News:

T-shirt theft continues, a rash of apparel crime, apparently. First crimes done in the Skid Row camp, and now Letti getting on Axl (GnR) to return her Faster Pussycat t-shirt or else!

Something happened to Jani (Warrant), Bret (Poison) arriving swiftly to extract him from a party. Where did things go wrong? Only someone well versed in drunk-ese will be able to decipher the Warrant frontman's type to figure it out.

Kitchen foibles continue in the Primus camp, Herb trying to put a taco into the toaster. For his crimes, banished to the chicken coop to sleep with Buckethad! Oh the humanity!

Rob (Skid Row) tackled the math problem of 2 + 2, with help from Arthur (New York Dolls), Dave (Megadeth) and Bret (Poison). While a number of solutions were floated around, and arguments/insults over who was wrong traded, eventually Snake slid in and helped Rob figure out the answer. (It's 4. FOUR. srsly.)

The Gossiptrain:

Rumor hazzit that øystein can't reach the sink! Height or skill issue? We just don't know.

Rumor also hazzit that Scotti (Skid Row) is kinda dumb. Rachel disagrees but he's also very biased. HEY I AM NOT!

Another rumor, Jani (Warrant)'s cat can open doors. Also he takes showers at 4:30 pm because he is from Ohio.

Fred (Cinderella) is rumored to e a grown man. IS HE? Inquiring minds want to know.

Joined the Chat: Jeff Nahherman @r3ign-in-bl00d has joined the chat!

Tom Araya @hauntingthechap3l has joined the chat!

And now, the weather:

It's a beefstorm, rockland. A cold front jettisoned down from up north and we got Lars (Metallica) beefin' with everyone. With Max (Escape the Fate), with Mozart, with Ron. Hide your kids, hide your wife, and hide your husband cause he's beefin' with everyone out here.

Also affected are Snake and Rachel (Skid Row), arguing over... someone having a crush on Rob? Don't ask, we just don't know. That weather front stalled out over Rob, though, demanding both his bandmates apologize to each other.

Meanwhile, there's a flash flood warning in the Motley Crue and GnR vicinities, Nikki reporting pipes breaking or... is that sewage backup? Either way, steer clear. Turn around, don't drown!

[weclassybouquetfun]

Variety's Actors on Actors lineup has been announced.

Surprising absolutely no one, BarbenHeimer unites again with a Cillian Murphy and Margot Robbie team-up.

A Zodiac/Avengers reunion with Robert Downey Jr. (“Oppenheimer”) & Mark Ruffalo (“Poor Things”)

A THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA reunion with Emily Blunt (“Oppenheimer”) & Anne Hathaway (“Eileen”)

An ALOHA reunion between Emma Stone (“Poor Things”) & Bradley Cooper (“Maestro”)

*B-Coop, you may not get an actor nod, but you most definitely deserves Best Director recognition for MAESTRO.

EUPHORIA costars Colman Domingo (“Rustin,” “The Color Purple”) & Jacob Elordi (“Priscilla,” “Saltburn”)

*While Colman was excellent in RUSTIN, and I would love for him to get nominated for that, THE COLOR PURPLE as the performance for me.

SHAME reunion with Carey Mulligan (“Maestro”) & Michael Fassbender (“The Killer”)

*Carey is sensational in MAESTRO and I hope she and her team don't push her for Supporting because she is quite frankly the lead. She even has top billing over Bradley Cooper. He has always asserted that the film is more about Lenny and Felicia and it's more her story.

MORE ACTORS. MORE AWARDS SEASON TALK

A THE KIDS ARE ALL RIGHT reunion between Annette Bening (“Nyad”) & Julianne Moore (“May December”)

*May December wasn't to my liking and surprisingly Charles Melton was wonderful. But I'm all about NYAD and if Bening isn't nominated for Best Actress it will be a crime.

Disney Princesses Halle Bailey (“The Little Mermaid”, “The Color Purple”) & Rachel Zegler (“The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes”)

*The struggle to hide that pregnancy is real.

Jeffrey Wright (“American Fiction”) & Taraji P. Henson (“The Color Purple”)

*He's the lead in AMERICAN FICTION but he gave RUSTIN the punch it needed in his small role.

Greta Lee (“Past Lives”) & Andrew Scott (“All of Us Strangers”)

*ALL OF US STRANGERS was very affecting. I thought it too navel-gazing at first, but it blossomed over me much later.

Natalie Portman (“May December”) & Paul Mescal (“All of Us Strangers”)

*Mescal was in the film CARMEN directed by and conceived by Portman's philandering husband Benjamin Millipied. The screening happened before his affair allegations came out, but after the Q&A someone commented to me that Benjamin and his lead Melissa Barrera looked too comfortable with each other and bet they had slept together at least once. I just chalked it up to him being French. But maybe?

Alden Ehrenreich (“Fair Play,” “Oppenheimer”) & Da’Vine Joy Randolph (“The Holdovers”)

*I've been a fan of Ehrenreich since the wretched BEAUTIFUL CREATURES so I love all the attention and acclaim he's getting. But male voters hate weak male characters (which is why I'm worried that Leonardo DiCaprio will be snubbed for his performance in KILLERS OF THE FLOWER MOON. Every man I've spoken to about it hated his character - not because of his actions - but because he was weak and stupid. And Leo's character has nothing on Ehrenreich's soppy Luke. There's a meme about people being weak in the knees and needing to stand up. Nah, Luke needed to sit his ass down.).

However, Da'Vine Joy Randolph seems to be a lock. The trio of Randolph, Paul Giamatti and Dominic Sessa in THE HOLDOVERS deserve any nominations they may receive.

My fantasy Best Supporting Actress list is

Da'vine Joy Randolph (THE HOLDOVERS)

Danielle Brooks (THE COLOR PURPLE)

Jodie Foster (NYAD)

Rosamund Pike (SALTBURN)

Penelope Cruz (FERRARI)

*If Apple is running Lily Gladstone as Supporting (which they shouldn't because she's a lead), then I would swap out Foster for Gladstone. If Gladstone isn't in Supporting, then Cara Jade Myers as Anna in KILLERS OF THE FLOWER MOON would be my swap.

[g-girlshavingfun]

December Prompts

16) A gold tooth - Rachel & Cammie

3 years before the start of LYKY, Rachel and Cammie find a quiet escape during Matt’s funeral to have an important chat. (2,600)

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Rachel was wishing goodbye to Joe with a long hug, a thank you for coming and thank you for trying and I’m sorry all wrapped into one, when she realised she had lost track of Cammie again.

Her daughter had gotten quite adept at sneaking off unnoticed in the past few years, especially considering her parents were both highly decorated CIA agents. Until a few months ago, her disappearing acts had made Rachel laugh, had made her roll her eyes with a fond smile, had made her ruminate on how good she could be with a little bit of training. Better than her, she reckoned. Now though, her heart filled with panic. Far too professional to show it, she kept her face neutral as she wished Joe a safe flight, meandering back through the sitting room to receive well intentioned well wishes from Matthew’s old friends, his neighbours, his colleagues. They didn’t know for sure who was responsible for Matthew’s disappearance yet, didn’t know why or what he had gotten involved in. Until she knew for sure, Rachel couldn’t rule out the possibility that whoever they were wouldn’t target his family next, their daughter. She couldn’t let that happen. She needed Cammie safe.

Subtly, she checked the stairs. No preteen perched upon them nor any traces of dirt tracking up the carpet. The bathroom light was off, the closet was locked from the outside, the kitchen was bare except her mother-in-law standing amongst empty cups and plates, staring into space. Rachel paused in her search. If she were a better person, stronger, she would stop and talk with her.

The woman had just lost her son. She couldn’t even imagine how Margaret was feeling.

She also refused to find out.

She couldn’t see her daughter in the house, couldn’t see any evidence of her sneaking away upstairs, so she made her way towards the sitting room window, gazing out at the rest of the ranch. The porch steps were empty, as was the swing set which stood at the bottom of the dirt track. Slightly ajar, the door to the stables was exactly as it had been when they returned from the church, and the key to the chicken coop still hung from its hook in the entranceway. Her in-law’s pickup looked untouched, and no alarms had sounded from her own car to indicate disturbance, the small buggy Richard used to navigate the fields was empty beside the stables, and the family’s tractor-

Rachel breathed again.

Making her way outside, she eyed the small head peeking over the rear window of the tractor, wondered if her daughter was even tall enough to see out of the vehicle. She was so small. It wasn’t fair that someone so small and young and perfect had to bury their dad. Rachel remembered clinging to her sisters hand at their own father’s funeral, Abby’s head barley reaching her hip, remember holding her later that night while she sobbed, her own tears burning behind her eyes. She had never wanted that for her daughter, had never wanted her to know the pain she remembered feeling.

“Hey Kiddo, mind if I join you?” Taking Cammie’s absent minded hum as consent, she opened the tractor door and pulled herself up, snuggling next to her daughter in the oversized drivers seat. Running a hand over her hair, she pressed a kiss the girls crown, rested her chin atop her head for a moment, whispered to her, “How are you doing?”

Cammie just shrugged, leaning her little body into her mother’s. Rachel wrapped an arm around her, tugging her into her chest, heart breaking at her pained voice. “Are there still lots of people?”

Unlike Matthew, whose talent at disappearing in a crowd was in spite of his natural charm and chatty nature, his comfort at being the centre of attention and the way he could command a group, Cammie was a tad more shy. She tended to blend into the background in large crowds, unnoticed by all those who weren’t her parents, and she seemed to like it that way. It worried Rachel sometimes, the way she tended to retreat into herself rather than into the company of others, but Matthew had always assured her that she would come into her own as she aged, would surround herself with people who brought her out of her shell. Rachel hoped that when she started at Gallagher in the fall that she would find those people there.

“Hmm, it's still pretty packed in there. Your dad knew lots of people.” The past tense hurt, but she forced it through her mouth anyway. She needed to Cammie to think of him in the past tense now, needed her to let go of whatever hope she was clinging to, needed her to grieve just this once instead of every day that her dad doesn't magically return.

Her daughter looked up at her, Matthew’s eyes achingly sad and wet with tears. “Is Aunt Abby here?”

Rachel swallowed. Took a deep breath. Pushed through the way her sister’s name made her blood boil and her chest ache. She was furious with Abby for not coming to the funeral, for not showing her face since Matthew went missing. Cammie had asked after her a few times, as had Margaret and Richard, and Rachel could only tell them select tidbits of what Joe had told her. That she was devastated, that she was stuck in Europe, that she sent her love. She wouldn’t, couldn’t tell them that Abby was still scouring the continent for signs of her brother-in-law, that she refused to attend a funeral for a man not proven dead, that when Joe had got in contact with her earlier in the day she had sobbed apologies down the phone for an hour before finding the strength to hang up. Rachel was furious that she hadn’t come to support her niece at the very least, but her heart ached for her little sister all the same, knowing first hand that despite having a lot of practice, she was never good at losing people, at grief.

“I’m sorry Sweetheart, I don’t think she’s gonna make it.” Cammie looked back at her lap, burrowed closer to her mother, disappointed. Abby was one of her daughter’s favourite people, her sister never failing to make the girl light up in laughter. Rachel wonders if that’s what she was hoping for, for her aunt to arrive and bring back the sunshine, to make them all smile and stop them hurting. Even if Abby had come, Cammie would’ve been bitterly disappointed. “She loved your dad a lot though, and she loves you even more.” The words didn’t feel big enough to convey to her daughter how much Abby loved them. Loving them too much was part of the problem.

The head pressed into her ribs nodded, sniffled, stilled again.

“What have you got there?” Clutched tightly in her daughter’s hands was a wooden frame, the photo inside hidden against Cammie’s lap. At her mother’s questioning, she turned it over to show her, oblivious to the way Rachel’s breath caught in her chest, tears clogging her throat.

She barely recognised the version of herself in the photo, young face devoid of wrinkles forged by time or pain, wide smile stretching from her lips to her jaw to her cheeks to her eyes. The photographer, Matthew’s neighbour, she thinks, had caught her and Matthew in the middle of a laugh, gazes locked on one another, eyes alight with love. He looked beautiful. One of his arms was wrapped tight around her waist, the two of them pressed so tight together she could feel his body against hers even now, the other slung around a teenage Abby’s neck, drawing a reluctant grin out of the girl. The three of them were bordered by Matthew’s parents, matching wide smiles painted across their faces, Rachel and Abby’s mother lingering at the side with a polite grimace stretching across her lips.

“Grandma gave it to me, said it was from when you got engaged?” If she spoke, she was sure she’d cry, so she just nodded at her daughter, lost in her memories from a lifetime ago. Cammie ran her hand across the history pictured before her, traced Rachel Cameron’s hand where it lay on her fiancee’s chest, copied the curves of their smiles with her finger, searched for the parents she knew in these people who were lost to time. Her nail settled on her father’s hand where it poked at her aunt’s face. “What happened to dad?”

Laughter broke out of her chest and left her breathless, a single tear falling down her cheek as it did. It was strange, Rachel didn’t think she’d ever laugh again.

Matthew’s right hand was obviously swollen, distinct bruises littering his knuckles, and a large wound stretched across the joint of his middle finger. “God I had forgotten about that.” Cammie’s eyes went wide with curiosity at her mother’s wistful tone, her attention locked on Rachel as she began to lose herself in the story. “The night before this picture was taken, your dad and I went to a bar to celebrate. We had hardly had moment to ourselves since he asked me. I’ll save you the messy details Kiddo, but he got into an argument with a man who had had too much to drink and was harassing this poor young girl. Your dad was always better with his words but there was no reasoning with this guy, so Matthew swung at him. It turned out-” Something dangerously close to a sob burst out her mouth, she could only home that it sounded more like a laugh, “Well the guy had a gold tooth at the front of his mouth, your dad broke his hand on it.” Rachel could remember the shock on his face as clear as day, the way a highly trained operative curled over his hand whimpering in pain. “I had to get the guy to lay off while your dad flapped his hand about like a chicken.”

Rachel couldn’t breathe. Her chest was burning, the shattering of her heart spreading pain along her limbs to the tips of her fingers, her toes. It wasn’t fair. She missed him so much.

Needing to talk about something else, anything else, she pointed at the childhood form of her sister. “Did you even recognise your aunt?”

Giggling slightly as she nodded, Cammie’s finger followed her own, tracing the unfamiliar rounded cheeks of youth on Abby’s face. “She looks the same mom, just younger.”

To Rachel, she looks like an entirely different person, much like Matthew and herself did. Eyes bright and somewhat innocent, slightly smaller and much skinnier, not yet having built up the muscles that now adorn her limbs. There was no control behind her smile, no tactics, no calculation. She looked more childlike than Rachel ever remembered her being. They all did.

“Is that your mom?” She followed her daughter’s finger to the figure looming over Margaret Morgan’s shoulder, humming in confirmation. “She died when I was small right?”

“When you were a baby.” Until a few months ago, Rachel hadn’t thought much about her mother in years. Now she found her thoughts drifting to her all the time, remembering how she fell apart in the aftermath of her husband's death, how she never quite looked happy again. She remembered how alone Rachel had felt without her mother’s support, how Abby had taken to following her around like a little duckling, confused by their mother’s sudden anger and tears. She couldn’t do that to Cammie, she couldn’t be the one to fall apart now.

Her daughter was frowning now, the permanent red hue in her eyes overcome by worry as she stared at her mom. “But your dad was already…”

“Yeah, I was a little older than you when father died,” Rachel tried to figure out where her daughter’s curiosities were stemming from, “I know that it’s confusing and awful and-”

“So both your parents died when Aunt Abby was still a kid?”

“Well she was 17-”

“Where did she go?”

Shifting to face her daughter full on, she cupped Cammie’s face in her hands, eyebrows knitted together in concern. Her brain was moving too slowly, too sluggishly, sedated by grief and pain and worry, to figure out what she was getting at. “Sweetheart what are you worried about?”

“Mom.”

“She lived with me Kiddo, with us. I mean she was at school most of the time but technically she was my responsibility.” It was simultaneously an easy and impossible job. Her sister was pretty self-sufficient by that point, but she was also a magnet for trouble, so Rachel spent the last 6 months of Abby’s time at Gallagher fielding seemingly endless calls from her headmistress.

Something about her answer made Cammie’s eyes swim with tears, her little lips beginning to tremble. It made Rachel’s heart ache, seeing her daughter so distraught. “What will happen to me?”

“What?”

A sob burst out of her little chest. “If something happens to you mom. Do I go with Aunt Abby, or Grandma and Grandpa?”

Oh.

Rachel should’ve figured out that that was the cause of her anxieties.

Technically, Rachel’s current will said that Abby was to take Cammie if anything happened to her and Matthew, but based on the way her sister had reacted to Matt’s disappearance she was thinking of changing that. Perhaps it would be kinder on them both if her daughter went with her grandparents if she needed to. Still, Rachel didn’t want her worrying about that.

“Oh Sweetheart.” She pulled Cammie into her chest, arms tight around her and running a soothing hand up and down her back. Tears dripped onto the black of her dress and she felt her daughter cling her her back in anguish. “Nothing’s going to happen to me, I prom-”

“You can’t promise that!”

That was true, she supposed. Had Cammie come to her months ago with concerns about either of her parents not coming home, she would’ve said the same thing. Nothing bad will happen. Because that’s just what you promise children. Sometimes you have to lie to them.

She thought about her mother. How after her father died she fell apart and fell into her work, leaving her children to pick up the pieces of themselves and grow up beyond their years. She thought about her sister. How she graduated school as an orphan, neither parent living to see her following in their footsteps as a CIA operative. She thought about her daughter. About her fear and her pain and her safety. The Gallagher Academy was secure enough, but Rachel would be plagued with anxiety if she couldn’t keep an eye on Cammie herself, and she would never forgive herself if something happened to her and she left her daughter alone.

She thought about Patricia Buckingham and the offer that she had approached her with just a few days ago.

“Well Kiddo, you know how you’re starting at the Academy this September?” A nod against her ribs. A sniffle. Her daughter’s tight grip on the back of her dress getting tighter. Rachel pressed a kiss to the top of her head, breathed in the scent of her, tried to imagine surviving in a world where something happened to this precious girl.

No.

Nothing would happen to her. Rachel would follow her to the ends of the earth if she had to, just to make sure of it. “How would you feel if I started with you?”

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Authors note:

I’ll be honest, I just wanted to explore this moment/conversation at some point and couldn’t think of anything decent for this prompt so I kind of shoehorned them together.

Now a couple days behind and will probably stay that way/fall another day behind if I’m honest, I’m pretty busy this week and have been struggling with the writing a bit, but I’m trying to stay onto of things!

[the-sword-lesbian]

Thoughts on the Arcadia Gays' Stardew Valley playstyle and who would be Best Girl for each of them?

Allllllright LiS plays Stardew Valley let’s go!

You said Arcadia Gays but I plan to do more as well so let’s get into it!

Chloe: primarily focuses on combat and mining and only really grows enough to cover favors/gifts at first but then gets really into cooking and expands the farming a bit more for ingredience. Favored relationships: Maru because fellow science nerd, Abigail because fellow adventure enthusiast, Penny because she reminds Chloe of Max. Platonic besties with Sam.

Max: terrible at keeping any crops alive so she mostly focuses on exploring, foraging, and some fishing when she gets the hang of it. Favored relationships: Abigail because she reminds Max of Chloe, Penny because she reminds Max of Kate, Sam because skater boys are cute, Leah because aloof artist girl she keeps bumping into in the woods while foraging.

Kate: Animal husbandry out the wazoo. Especially coop animals, especially rabbits. But she adores her chickens, dogs, and cats. Not super good at fishing and a bit too nervous to delve too deep in the mines. Favored relationships: Haley! Because she’s the exact same brand of “I can fix her” pretty artistic meangirl that Kate falls for every time. Penny because she can relate too much to her.

Rachel: Miss “stop at nothing” perfectionist won’t settle for anything less than hundred percenting this game. She does it all and just for the sake of getting everything she romances everyone to be a shit disturber and to get the group events. After unlocking and completing the island she will literally just log into the game and stand on the beach for whole days. Favored Relationships: Abigail because she can really relate to the feelings of being stuck in the mold that your parents want for you. Emily because she’s fun. Leah because she’s hot. Alex because a big dumb cute footballer is fun. Sam because skater boys are cute.

Victoria: playing not just the vanilla game but stardew valley expanded as well. She tries to max out all the questlines and do good at the festivals. Favored romances: Sophia because she can’t not date the cute anime nerd. Olivia because hot MILF. Leah because who wouldn’t? And very specifically NOT Haley because “god who would ever deal with all that negging elitist bs??”

Bonus rounds!!

Courtney: terrifyingly invested in this game. Has more money than you thought the UI would actually show. Beat the whole game and is now in it entirely for the aesthetic builds and collecting every clothing item. Wears a different outfit every day. Favored relationships: none by design but has romanced every romanceable character just to have done it. Gets along best with Emily though.

Taylor: Bought the game because she saw Victoria playing it. Romanced Haley and did nothing else.

Steph: All around consistent player. Likes adventuring the most. Also playing a modded version. Favored relationships: Abigail because she likes the ttrpg and adventuring parts of her character. Leah because she ticks a lot of Steph’s boxes. Emily because she’s fun. She tried to romance Haley but got tired of the negging. Sophia because of course. She also installed a mod that made Sebastian transfemme to romance.

Warren/Lauren: Made a girl character, loves the game but plays in secret. Has romanced 11 out of the 12 dateable characters.

Alex: likes the fishing and adventuring. Has a few animals. Favored relationships: Abigail, Sam, and Seb because fellow musicians/nerds. Penny because she’s just so sweet! Harvey because he’s a nice guy. Emily because she’s so much fun and so positive. She also romanced Leah and it gave her gay feelings about Char so she avoids that romance now.

Riley: one part mining nerd, one part beekeeper. Has grown all the flowers and has a textbook perfect garden/apiary arrangement. Favored relationships: Maru because fellow science and robotics nerd! Abigail and Leah because she thinks they’re both cute.

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

also can we talk about the fact that Donna is basically the Titans free therapist. she has such a strong sense of self because Diana raised her so right

so Dick was upset and identity-less and went to go sleep on her couch and she was like 'don't be Robin or Batman, be something else' and he was like 'okay bet' and then he became Dick Grayson Camp Counsellor and she was like 'no not that either' and he was like 'ah yes' and then he got arrested on purpose and Rachel was like BUT HE'S IN TROUBLE and Donna was like 'no. I know him. he did that on purpose' and he literally came out as Nightwing. all better now

and Kory was upset and identity-less and spent 2 months cooped up in a van with Donna and decided that earth was like middle school and then when she went on a crisis party binge-drinking spree in Vegas, she only decided to come back when she got a craving for Donna's favourite food

if Donna was in more of S3, the plot would have been solved in 5 minutes flat

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Hey do you guys have any fics where Klaine are spies or like criminal master minds? Or separately maybe like a mafia story but where they BOTH come from mafia families? I don't know I'm in a bad ass klaine mood. Thanks!

Here's a list of various fics. ~Jen

Here is our mafia tag.

And of course this one!

A Mafia Romance by @yadivagirl [WIP]​

Blaine is the son of a powerful crime boss. He has no intentions of joining the family business, especially since he finally has a gorgeous boyfriend named Kurt, but everyone else has other ideas. When Kurt gets caught in the middle, Blaine’s true nature is unleashed. Like father, like son. Dark!Blaine. Features sex, violence, drug references, and heavy BDSM themes.

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An Unrefuseable Offer by Aki and Tenshi

Mafia AU. Blaine is a jaded crime lord interested in Kurt, a singer at a speakeasy. Kurt is desperate to take care of his ill father. Blaine makes Kurt an offer, trade himself for Blaine’s money and influence to get Burt the best medical care. And then there’s Sebastian, who runs a rival mob. Angst, drama, and a dark, kinda romantic story

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A Dangerous Game by dreamcatcher (darcangell23)

The year is 1924 and Blaine Anderson, son of the most notorious mafia boss in the east, has gone to his favorite speakeasy where he sees Kurt for the first time. It’s got to be love at first sight but falling for a mafia baby so a dangerous game to play. But is Kurt exactly who Blaine thinks he is? 

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Spy fic:

Trigger Warning by @inkystars (on tumblr)

Blaine Anderson is one of the top international spies in the world, but is very insistant upon keeping his husband, Kurt Hummel, in the dark about that matter. Which ends up being a bit of a problem when Kurt is kidnapped

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Criminal Klaine -

An Unwritten Life by GlassParade

An adaptation of the movie “The Brothers Bloom” – Blaine and Cooper are brothers and con artists, committing crimes worldwide with explosives expert Santana in tow. But Blaine wants out of the life, while Cooper wants to pull off one last con – and for his mark, he’s selected reclusive automotive heir Kurt Hummel. With Coop’s promise to finally let him go in hand, Blaine sets the hook and reels Kurt into a madcap global adventure in lies, violence, death…and love.

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An Honest Man by BlurglesmurfKlaine @jinglejavey

For nearly the past decade, Kurt Hummel and his best friend Rachel Berry have made their living swindling unsuspecting bachelors. Which proves to be pretty easy on his conscience, considering he doesn’t believe in love anymore. As they always say: “You can’t con an honest man... Good thing they don’t exist.” But their mark for their last con before they go their separate ways—Blaine Anderson—may just prove otherwise, and restore Kurt’s faith in love in the process.

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FBI/criminal:

Catch Me If You Can by @afterthenovels

In the end, catching Kurt Hummel is definitely not what Blaine expected.

Special Agent Blaine Anderson catches con-man and art thief extraordinaire Kurt Hummel twice, and on the second time they strike a deal. They’re supposed to just solve white collar crimes together, but they might even end up solving each other in the process.

A White Collar AU.

Note: There are 9 more stories in this verse HERE.

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In Spite of all the Darkness by wishesonfallenstars

When the bodies of teenage girls start appearing next to dumpsters over New York City, the NYPD calls in the FBI. Because Serial Killers are always stopped easier when there’s experienced back up on speed-dial, and with bodies starting to pile up, they need to move fast. (warnings inside)

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Hidden in the Deep by LauGS @heartsmadeofbooks

Kurt Hummel’s only concern was getting the perfect role in the perfect Broadway show. But when one night he witnesses a real nightmare, Kurt’s focus shifts from saving his career to saving something much more important: his own life.

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Mr Congeniality by ifinallyfoundsomeone

Miss. Congeniality!AU

Bomb threats are being sent to the newly made Mr. America pageant and FBI Agent Blaine Anderson has taken up the position of being an undercover agent to save the pageant. With some extreme grooming and guidance from his pageant consultant, Blaine infiltrates the world of Men’s pageants. Making some interesting friends, and maybe he even winning the heart of his slave driver pageant consultant, the gorgeous and fascinating, Kurt Hummel.

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[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

The Stench is REAL: Rotten Eggs + Reeking Weed Factory+ Bad Pipes = "It smells. Bad. VERY bad. VERY VERY bad."

The irony of bridezlla Rachel MEgain Markle kicking up a fuss over a one (1) hour "spectacle" inside the Queen’s "musty" chapel, only to acquire a 1st homebuyer loan for an odorous property.

"It smells like offal that has been rotting in the sun. It makes my stomach churn," a local from the Montecito area reportedly told The Mirror. "I’ve seen lots of homeowners closing their windows when it wafts over."

"According to the New York Post, the smell is wafting over from a nearby bird refuge (which is situated on a 42-acre stretch of saltwater marsh). Specifically, the refuge is the Andrée Clark Bird Refuge, which happens to be one of the largest wildlife refuges in the U.S. Cameron Benson, the City of Santa Barbara's clean water manager, told the Mirror that stagnant water can contribute to the smell, and that the “odor issues are sporadic and sometimes they are worse in some conditions."

"Last year, it was reported the Duke and Duchess of Sussex live just minutes from a legal weed factory base in Santa Barbara, California. 

The couple's mansion is just up the road from the 20 large greenhouses full of the plants - leaving the luxury suburb reeking. 

Neighbours made a string of complaints, sparking the company to install new “odour control systems”.

The Meghans, Dorito & Markus can get high just by standing outdoors as "...one resident complained that the stench was so bad that they had to pull over while driving along the road."

Imagine taking out a $14.65 million dollar loan on your VERY first home: a 9 bedroom, 16 bathroom mansion and you are CanNOT use your property for business purposes. No Spotify podcasts, NO staged Megflix/Netflix zoom calls, NO staged juggling acts outside the windows, NO book interviews, NO staged instant messages from Beyonce, NO Easter egg hunts, NO cooking shows, NO Variety photo shoots---- only 1 chicken coop interview with NOprah.

The 14,500sq ft, or 1,350sq m, main house sits on 7.4ac of grounds that include a pool, tennis court, tea house and children's cottage.

Money Pit : "The pair have paid a lot less for the property than a previous owner: in May 2009 it sold for more than $25 million. It was put on the market in 2015 for $34.5 million but failed to sell. It was relisted at the start of this year for $16.975 million, selling to the Sussexes for $2.325 million less than the asking price at $14.65 million."

From asks @the-cat-with-the-emerald-tiara-1 Royal Organic Weed "Harry's Choice"

Poll Error: The 4th answer "Money Pit of Montecito"

[got-into-worm-by-mistake]

Agitation 3.3 Live Reactions

(This is me, writing reactions as I read, because why the fuck not. They're not complete, mature thoughts taken after I sit back and evaluate what I've read. Consider them as such)

“No,” Brian intoned, “Such a bad idea.”

Awww, but isn't that a villain rite of passage?

(Yes, yes, I've read like 17 versions of the fic scenes where they point out it's a bad idea, all probably derived from this chapter)

“Come on,” Lisa wheedled, “It’s a rite of passage for dastardly criminals like us.”

Lisa. You're the Undersiders. Right now, you guys are anything but 'cool' and dastardly is reserved for 'cool' villains.

“Robbing a bank is moronic.  We’ve been over this,”  Brian closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, “You know what the average haul is for hitting a bank?” Lisa paused, “Twenty thou?” “Exactly.  It’s not millions like you see people getting away with in the movies.  Banks don’t keep a lot of loose cash on hand, so we’d be pulling in less than we would for most other jobs

Okay, yes, Banks don't keep a lot of loose cash, but really? Only twenty thousand? That's a lot of armored trucks going in and out every day then or something.

“We won because we picked our battles.  We wouldn’t have that option if we were cooped up in the bank and waiting for them to come to us, letting them decide how and where the fight happened.”

Brian, you're talking to Rachel, who I believe is the physical embodiment of this tumblr post:

I’d almost forgotten I was a part of the discussion.  The last thing I wanted was to rob a bank.  Hostages could get hurt.  The fact that it would potentially put me on the front page of the paper wasn’t a high point, either, if I ever wanted to drop the supervillain ruse and become a hero in good standing.  I ventured, “I think Brian makes a good case.  It seems reckless.”

Come on Taylor! You know you wanna just cut loose! :P :rofl: (Jk)

“Figure that’s happening in the middle of the school day, and they won’t all be able to slip away to stop a robbery without drawing attention.  People know the Wards are attending Arcadia, they just don’t know who they are.  So everyone’s constantly watching for that.  Since they can’t have all six or seven of the same kids disappear from class every time the Wards go off to foil a crime without giving away the show, chances are good that we’d go up against a couple of their strongest members, or one of the strongest with a group of the ones with less amazing powers.  We can beat them.”

And if a certain overstressed healer hadn't been there to make a withdrawal, this probably would have been fine.

That, and he really wants us to do a job at that particular time.”

I believe that screams 'BAIT!' and 'YOU ARE A DISTRACTION!'

“They have ride-alongs or aerial cover from various members of the Wards and the Protectorate, so we’d be caught in a fight with another cape from minute one.  Same problems that Brian’s talking about, as far as getting caught up in a fight, difficulty accessing the money before shit goes down, yadda yadda.  Anyways, the Brockton Bay Central has cars coming in twice a week, and leaving four times a week.  We hit on a Thursday just after noon, and it should be the best day and time for the sheer size of the take.  Only way we’re getting away with less than thirty thousand is if we fuck up.  With what the boss is offering, that’s ninety thou.”

Not a bad chunk of change for a lunchbreak sized job.

Brian sighed, long and loud, “Well, you got me, I guess.  It sounds good.”

If Brian isn't physically facepalming when he says this, he has to be mentally. Just... such 'fiiiiiiiiiine! (exasperated)' energy.

Arguing against the bank robbery at this point would hurt my undercover operation more than it helped anyone.  With that in mind, I began offering suggestions that – I hoped – would minimize the possibility of disaster.  The way I saw it, if I helped things go smoothly, it would help my scheme to get info on the Undersiders and their boss.  It would minimize the chance that someone would panic or be reckless and get a civilian hurt.  I think I would feel worse if that happened than I would about going to jail.

Fair, on the civilian front. I have no idea how many civilians Taylor hurts, but it's probably low. Also, the rationalizations continue apace!

The discussion went on for a while.  At one point, Lisa got her laptop, and we debated entrance and exit strategies while she sketched out a map of the bank layout.  It was uncanny, seeing her power at work.  She copied a satellite image of the bank from a web search into a paint program, then drew over it with thick bold lines to show how the rooms were laid out.  With another search and a single picture of the bank manager standing in front of his desk, she was able to mark out where the manager’s desk was.  That wouldn’t have been too amazing, but without pausing, she then went on to mark where the tellers were, as well as the vaults, the vault doors and the enclosed room that held the safe deposit boxes.  She noted where the fuse box and air conditioning vents were, but we decided we wouldn’t mess with either of those.

It's amazing what you can find on the internet... and with a power that lets you do what Sherlock Holmes pretends to.

Of the four of us, I got the impression he had the least to contribute, at least strategically, and that he knew it.  I wasn’t sure if he just didn’t have a very tactical mindset or if he just didn’t care that much about the planning stage of things.

Despite the fact that he is (according to fanfic, not sure if this is canon) a sociopath, and at the very least, fucked up thanks to being one of Heartbreaker's Kids, Alec may be the most normal of the Undersiders.

And boy is that weird to say.

“Sure,” he said, “So let’s go down the list.  Team leader: Aegis.  You’d think he has the standard Alexandria package, flight, super strength, invincibility, but that isn’t exactly right.  He does fly, but the other two powers work differently than you’d expect.  See, he isn’t invincible… he just doesn’t have any weak points.  His entire biology is filled with so many redundancies and reinforcements that you just can’t put him down.  Throw sand in his eyes and he can still see by sensing the light on his skin.  Cut his throat and it doesn’t bleed any more than the back of his hand would.  The guy’s had an arm cut off and it was attached and working fine the next day.  Stab him through the heart and another organ takes over the necessary functions.”

*Me, shaking the powers* WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE NORMAL?!?!?!

“I don’t need to hold back?” Bitch asked, her eyebrow quirked. “For once, no.  Go nuts.  Just, you know, don’t kill him. 

Very important that you added that extra detail there, Brian :P

“The upside is that whoever he touches is also untouchable.  Can’t be hurt, can’t be moved.  Period.  He uses that defensively, and he can do stuff like throw paper or cloth in the air and freeze it in time, making an unbreakable shield.  You don’t want to run into something that’s frozen.  A car that drove into the side of a piece of paper that Clockblocker had touched would be cut in two before it budged the paper.”

Everyone, get ready for our favorite game here at @got-into-worm-by-mistake!

*Wheel of Fortune Audience Voice*

POWERS!

ARE!

BULLSHIT!

(I say this a lot. I'll say it more. Because I absolutely love how nothing about any power in Worm can be 'normal' powers. Genuinely. Favorite part of the story that isn't my poor little meow meow babygirl Amy)

“Wherever our powers come from, they also came with some limitations.  For most of us, there’s a restriction about using our powers on living things.  The reach of powers generally stops at the outside of a person or animal’s body.  There’s exceptions for the people with powers that only work on living things, like you, Alec and Rachel.  But the long and short of it is that the Manton effect is why most telekinetics can’t just reach into your chest and crush your heart.  Most people who can create forcefields can’t create one through the middle of your body and cut you in two.”

I feel like maybe Taylor would have researched this more/better?

“I said most,” Lisa said, “Why these restrictions exist is a question nearly as big as where we got our powers in the first place.  The capes that can get around the Manton effect are among the strongest of us.”

And maybe, bitch, that's why you don't help tilt the girl who is teetering on the edge of becoming an S-Class threat over said edge?

(I am entitled to be irrational about some things.)

“That just leaves Shadow Stalker.  Bloodthirsty bitch,” Brian scowled.

AYYYY! Sophia! You horrid little bitch!

(Do we find out before Taylor does that Sophia is Shadow Stalker?)

“She was a solo hero,” Tattletale said, “Vigilante of the night, until she went too far and nearly killed someone, nailing him to a wall with one of her crossbows.  The local heroes were called in, she got arrested, and made some sort of deal.  Now she’s a probationary member of the Wards, with the condition that she uses tranquilizer bolts and nonlethal ammo for her crossbow.”

Furthers the whole "heroes kinda suck, be a villain" messaging from Interlude 2, really.

“I am,” I admitted, “as well as third thoughts, fourth thoughts, and so on.  But I’m not going to let that stop me.  I’m coming with.”

Valid af though.

“So unless there’s anything else, I think we just planned a bank robbery before noon,” Lisa said with a grin.  I looked at the digital clock displayed under the TV.  Sure enough, it was half past eleven.

Either Lisa is having too much fun with this, or the other Undersiders are having too little fun with it.

[football-rambles]

Bonus Dad...Introduction.

Call it stepping up or stepping in

But step by step my world went spinning

Around that little heart and angel face.

* * *

Bex is a single mother with a five year old, being a freelance journalist she spends most of her time at home chasing after her five year old daughter, she forgets that she use to be fun before she became a mother it isn't until one night out with her best friend she realises there's more to life than writing and watching Ms. Rachel.

She didn't expect to fall in love with a high profile footballer who happened to wear number 19 to her dads favourite team. But with a child in the mixture could she let him in?

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Introducing...

Rebekah Cooper

aka Bex

Mason Mount

aka Himself

Paige Cooper - Thomas

aka Little Coop

Scarlett Bowen

aka Best-friend

Declan Rice & Lauren Fryer

aka themselves

Ben Chilwell

aka Himself

Also Will Appear/Mention:

Mason's Family aka Themselves

Chelsea Squad aka Themselves

England Squad aka Themselves.

Jarrod Bowen aka Himself

Jake Thomas aka Baby Daddy

Tiffany Rose aka Bonus Mother

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Bonus Dad...Loading...

A/N: This whole book is fictional I do not know any of these characters mentioned, I only own: Bex, Paige, Scarlett, Jake, Tiffany. Images for Paige could possibly be Mason's nieces but for purpose of this story I'm trying to get photos of the back of shirt.

This Book belongs to me. I do NOT give permission for this story to be published anywhere else by anyone but me. This book will be posted on Wattpad which you can find here. 

[doomandgloomfromthetomb]

The Mountain Goats - Fast Forward II, Doornroosje, Nijmegen, Netherlands, April 22, 1995

My brother Nathan has been blogging up a storm over on his Dollar Bin site — he's tackled Mickey Newbury, World Party, Emmylou Harris, Steeleye Span ... all the greats! There was even a withering personal attack on yours truly in the Bob Dylan At Budokan entry. History will vindicate me, of course.

A recent Dollar Bin epic took us back to Pomona College during the heady mid-1990s daze, when Nathan found himself flipping burgers alongside none other than Mountain Goats mastermind John Darnielle. Go read it, it is a great tale. I remember Nathan bringing home the MGs' then-new Sweden at some point and liking it quite a bit — though I'd certainly be lying if I thought that, in 2023, Darnielle would be playing sold-out shows to raving fans, hanging out with Broadway superstars and acting in a hit TV series. From boombox cassettes and the Pomona Coop to Poker Face, it's been a wild ride.

As a little soundtrack to your Dollar Bin diversion, check out a tape from the Mountain Goats' distant past, from right around the time John and Nathan's paths crossed. It's the primal duo MGs lineup, with Rachel Ware adding her great bass and backing vocals. Here, they're playing a Dutch festival alongside such luminaries as Beck, Simon Joyner, Chris Knox and Robyn Hitchcock (you can check out several videos of these acts on YouTube). Get into the light where you belong.