#pat coyle

[worldnews7]

[NLL photo] 'The Coach'

Colorado Mammoth / photo credit to GooddaySports   (Denver = Won Jeong) On the 23rd, a regular-season game of the NLL took place at Ball Arena in Colorado between the Colorado Mammoth and the New York Riptide.   In the game on that day, Colorado secured a victory against New York with a score of 18-10.

[jerswayman]

on a scale of 1 – sway how loved is your goalie? THE BEARS SURVIVE ROUND 1

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via nhlbruins

[pastrnaks-sainz]

if the ask game is still open, coyle/maroon with the word writhe

The bed creaked beneath him as he moved beneath Pat. His hands were tied to the bed posts tight enough that he wouldn’t be able to slip them. And Pat didn’t seem to care. He just swallowed him down again and hollowed his cheeks before pulling right off again. “You can writhe all you want, baby, but I’m not going anywhere any time soon.”

[cinesludge]

Movie #12 of 2023: The Friends of Eddie Coyle

Eddie 'Fingers' Coyle: “I shoulda known better than to trust a cop. My own goddamn mother coulda told me that.”

Dave Foley: “Everybody oughta listen to his mother.”

[graphicpolicy]

Image hires Pat O'Connell, José Meza, and Dan Coyle

Image hires Pat O'Connell, José Meza, and Dan Coyle #comics #comicbooks

Image Comics welcomes three new hires this week—Pat O’Connell, José Meza, and Dan Coyle. O’Connell joins the team as Inventory Manager. He will be in charge of overseeing the movement of all Image Comics inventory between domestic and international printers, distributors, and creators. He will prioritize stock availability with a goal of maintaining ongoing sales momentum. O’Connell comes to the…

[muffy-official]

It's possible Gabby has to run some errands for prime assets may it be bringing Gooseberry her angel dust, check for functioning jumper cables or collect teeth to speed up the process as examples

Bringing her new mom drugs feels very wrong to her, worrying how bad this is for her, wishing she could help her recover, but at the same time she does not want to upset mother, especially Dr. Futterman who still uneases her at times

With the cables she felt sick seeing the body it was attached to before taking it off the power and pulling those cables off to bring them over to Coyle

With the teeth she actually did throw up the first few times, might still happen depending how bad it is, having to keep herself calm, trying to pull them out of corpses after a few firm pipe hits, having a hard time to even do that at all due to her issues with harming someone, even the dead, apologising constantly, wishing she didn't have to at all. Having to hide she threw up at all somehow just to avoid laughter followed by babyish comments or even a face pinch/gentle face pat that almost feels mocking to her despite it being for a "good job" she's done

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Part 4.

Summary: reader has been trying to escape the trials since she arrived. One night she stumbles along a house that is out of the way . It is occupied by Leland Coyle and he makes a deal with her: keep his house clean with dinner every night and you can stay here.

In the morning Coyle wakes up to feel his hand still being squeezed by you, with a sigh the man wiggles his hand free and gets out of bed. Coyle was still a little upset about last night.. What is your problem? He couldn't have done anything. Instead of letting it weigh on his mind Coyle went downstairs to get ready to leave. The house looked so much better than it used to; clean, looked nice, pleasant to be in, you had really made the place a home so why….

Once Coyle was ready and he checked on you he left for his day of trials. You woke up a little later to an empty bed and the blanket was thrown over you, your head hurt from crying and you felt distant. Another empty day, another black sky….

You got up to get ready for the day pulling clean clothes on and checked the basket to see everything you had asked for, an old clock, calendar , a tv and vhs tapes. “Might be nice… “ you told yourself pulling everything inside , after you got everything into the house you made some breakfast to eat out on the porch, laying your head against the railing to stare at the endless black sky while you ate. Meanwhile Easterman was watching you on the camera again. The man could not take his eyes off you; something about you stuck out to him. Maybe it was what he saw the other night … or something else. You did not look scared… nothing. But something seemed to be on your mind. “Little reagent … i wonder… would you be happier elsewhere..” he asked himself. The trials were not going well for Coyle, he was getting kicked, stunned, shoved and given the slip all morning and afternoon. He seemed lost in his head about you still and it was making things hard for him. After getting kicked in the back a 5th time Coyle decided to take a small break in a lonely room to light a new smoke-he had been biting them in half all day- a great groan of relief hit his face when the new smoke hit his mouth. “Christ…” he said under his breath. “Coyle?” it was Gooseberry. “You in here honey? You okay?” she asked coming over to put her hand on his shoulder taking in his tired angry look. “Im fine Gooseberry i guess.” he told her. “Nonsense, what is it?” she asked him and the man shifted his weight over and puffed a huff of smoke out. “Well… ya see….” he explained everything to her, no one could hear them, and it snot like Gooseberry would go looking for you. “So i dont really- oww?!” she was tugging his ear. “You dumb officer honestly, talk to her. “ Coyle ripped his shades off to look the woman in the eyes. “Talk to her? I tried?!” she shook her head. “You talked at her, talk to her, Coyle.” she patted his shoulder walking out leaving the man even more angry and confused.

Coyle left early after that, not caring if he was still supposed to be there or not, one more kick in the back and he was going to lose it. The walk back to the house was quiet for him; everyone was busy not paying attention to him . should he ask you again? He had been doing that…how would this be different.. “Damn weirdo..” he said while walking to the house.

The door opened alerting you to look up from the sewing machine seeing Coyle come in and close the door behind him, he kicked his boots off along with dropping his gear off on the same table he always did along with his shades resting them on top of his hat. “Hey sweetness” he tried to sound like he wasn't too annoyed. “Coyle? I .. i dont have dinner ready i .. your back early. “ you sounded panicked to him, the man looked up, going over to you to sit at the table with you . “yea i left that damn place early, “ he noticed the little fabrics wrapped around your fingers and grabbed your hand to look it over. “What you do? “ he asked, moving your hand closer. “Oh uhm.. I'm learning to sew..” you told him, a little embarrassed. “I thought.. Some placemats would be nice.. A blanket maybe..” Coyle was quiet for a minute then let go of your hand to turn your chair to face him. “Sweetness… What is wrong? I know ya think i probably dont notice cuz im just a Prime but the past few days you have not been so gloomy” you shook your head smiling a bit as if it would stop the tears but they were already rolling down your face.

“I miss.. The sun… the wind.. The clouds… “ you completely broke down into your hands crying as loud as you could. “The outside… i want to go outside… “ Coyle pulled you from your chair to sit you on his lap, the man cupped your face wiping a tear with his thumb to see your very upset face and red eyes. “Im trying.. Trying so hard to make this house a home but … it just does not feel like one… i want a garden.. Flowers… i just.. “ you told him over and over, fumbling words trying to catch your breath. “I dont want to leave you alone, Coyle. I like being here with you i just….” the man pulled you closer, groaning deep into your chest. “Oh sweetness. So you are not upset over the other night?” he asked moving his head to look at you to see you a bit shocked. “No! That was amazing, Coyle. No no no… “ the man felt relieved… “alright, sweetness i dont know what to do about the outside… once your in .. the only way out is death.. And that's not happening to you. “ his gaze wandered around the house while you sobbed into his neck.. It really did look like it was becoming a home.. But not the one you wanted.. Coyle spotted the tv and tapes and poked your side. “Sweetness, how about i take that stuff up to the bedroom and we watch something “ you got up off his lap wiping your face nodding fast and Coyle got up to squeeze you. “Okay, look after your hands and ill be waiting .” Coyle rubbed your head and went to the tv to gather everything up to bring it to the bedroom. He needed to get you out of here… somehow..someway…

After you had calmed down and tended to the little pricks on your hands you slowly slumped upstairs to see the little tv set up with the tapes stacked next to it. “Did you uh.. Pick one?” you asked to see Coyle in bed already. “Nope, you pick one sweetness.” he said, gesturing to the tapes. “Okay .. uhm..” you kneeled down to browse them .. “storms.. Animals… how about this?” you picked one up placing it in the vhs player , the tv screen said Thunder and Lightning storms on it . you got into bed and Coyle pulled you close to him while you two watched, it was a simple docu series all about storms , how they start, end, where they go.

Coyle could feel you shaking on his chest still, no matter how often he rubbed your side you would not fully calm down. “Sweetness…….” you looked up to see Coyle staring at you.”if the opportunity does ever come, for you to get out. I want you to take it you hear me? “ your eyes got wide and you shook your head sitting up in bed. “But… Coyle what about…” he put his hand up to stop you. “No buts, no nothing. This is my house and you will obey my word. Thats final. “ Coyle pulled you back down to hold you close and groan deeply. “I mean it. He felt you nod into his chest settling back down . “yes Coyle..”

Meanwhile, Easterman was still watching. He knew Coyle left early, he wasn't going to stop him. “Going to fuck her again Coyle?” he asked himself. The man waited and waited for you two to go to the bedroom so he could see. The mans eyes were glued to the tiny screen , he was eager, wanted to see it again. But it never came. He thought maybe you would when he saw the bed shift so you could sit up but you just laid back down. In a fit of rage the man pushed the tv off the desk. “Dammit!!! What if… what if… “ the man wiped the sweat off his face composing himself smirking. “Lived with me….”

[senditcolton]

three players from your least favorite team that if you had to choose you would write about (Chicago can be ignored as a team for the purpose of this exercise)

for the purpose of this exercise, my least favorite team would be Vegas (sorry to any Vegas fans out there but you need to suffer more like most of us other hockey fans).

the three players currently on Vegas that I would write for are... i have no idea. i don't know anyone who plays on this team except for my two former Blue boys, who i wouldn't write for. sad that Nol-Pats isn't listed on the roster anymore and Laurent moved back to Winnipeg because those were two of the three I would/have written for.

let's go another least favorite and say Boston. the three players there are Jake DeBrusk, Charlie McAvoy, and Charlie Coyle.

[ulkaralakbarova]

Meet Jack Foley, a smooth criminal who bends the law and is determined to make one last heist. Karen Sisco is a federal marshal who chooses all the right moves … and all the wrong guys. Now they’re willing to risk it all to find out if there’s more between them than just the law. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Jack Foley: George Clooney Karen Sisco: Jennifer Lopez Buddy Bragg: Ving Rhames Maurice ‘Snoopy’ Miller: Don Cheadle Glenn Michaels: Steve Zahn Marshall Sisco: Dennis Farina Adele Delisi: Catherine Keener Kenneth: Isaiah Washington Richard Ripley: Albert Brooks José ‘Chino’ Chirino: Luis Guzmán Moselle: Viola Davis Bank Employee: Jim Robinson Bank Customer: Mike Malone Bank Teller: Donna Frenzel Bank Cop: Manny Suárez Bank Cop: Keith Hudson Lulu: Paul Soileau Pup: Scott Allen Parking Lot Woman: Susan Hatfield White Boxer: Brad Martin Himey: James Black Daniel Burdon: Wendell B. Harris Jr. Library Guard: Chuck Castleberry Shock Lock FBI Man: Chic Daniel White Boy Bob: Keith Loneker Old Elevator Lady: Connie Sawyer Old Elevator Gent: Philip Perlman Raymond Cruz: Paul Calderon Officer Grant: Gregory Alpert Ripley Personnel: Mark Brown Ripley Receptionist: Sandra Ives Ripley Guard: Joe Hess Waitress: Betsy Monroe Philip: Wayne Pére Andy: Joe Chrest Third Ad Guy: Joe Coyle Midge: Nancy Allen Ray Nicolette (uncredited): Michael Keaton Hejirah Henry (uncredited): Samuel L. Jackson Federal Marshal: Stephen M. Horn Airport Patron (uncredited): Oscar A. Diaz Waitress (uncredited): Jennifer Dorogi Airport Passenger (uncredited): Deborah Smith Ford Xenon Light Guard (uncredited): Mike Gerzevitz Flight Attendant (uncredited): Thelma Gutiérrez Bank Manager (uncredited): Wayne V. Johnson Bank Patron (uncredited): Pati Lauren Shopper (uncredited): Sherrie Peterson Gas Station Attendant (uncredited): Ronnie Stutes Film Crew: Director: Steven Soderbergh Producer: Danny DeVito Executive Producer: Barry Sonnenfeld Novel: Elmore Leonard Screenplay: Scott Frank Executive Producer: John Hardy Producer: Michael Shamberg Producer: Stacey Sher Original Music Composer: David Holmes Director of Photography: Elliot Davis Editor: Anne V. Coates Makeup Artist: Bill Corso Digital Compositor: Sean MacKenzie Second Assistant Director: Trey Batchelor First Assistant Director: Gregory Jacobs Second Second Assistant Director: Michael Risoli Supervising Sound Editor: Larry Blake Set Dresser: Mike Malone Casting: Kathy Driscoll-Mohler Casting: Francine Maisler Production Design: Gary Frutkoff Art Direction: Philip Messina Set Decoration: Maggie Martin Costume Design: Betsy Heimann Makeup Artist: Margot Boccia Key Hair Stylist: Bonnie Clevering Makeup Artist: Anita Gibson Key Makeup Artist: Katherine James Hairstylist: Deborah Mills-Whitlock Hairstylist: Waldo Sanchez Makeup Effects Designer: David LeRoy Anderson Hairstylist: Mary L. Mastro Makeup Artist: Mark Shostrom Unit Production Manager: Frederic W. Brost Production Supervisor: Pat Chapman Post Production Supervisor: Caitlin Maloney Production Supervisor: Mary Morgan Additional Second Assistant Director: David M. Bernstein Second Second Assistant Director: William D. Robinson Set Dresser: Shane L. Ashton Set Dresser: Tristan Paris Bourne Art Department Assistant: Andrea Brody Leadman: Jon J. Bush Set Designer: Lauren Cory Set Designer: Keith P. Cunningham Standby Painter: Chuck Eskridge Property Master: Emily Ferry Set Dresser: Harry Frierson Construction Foreman: Gary Gagliardo Paint Coordinator: Hank Giardina Construction Foreman: William Gideon Props: Brett Gollin Assistant Property Master: Otniel Gonzalez Set Dresser: L. David Gordon Props: Charles Guanci Jr. Art Department Coordinator: Blair Huizingh Set Dresser: James E. Hurd Jr. Paint Coordinator: Steven Kerlagon Set Dresser: Alexander Kirst Set Dresser: Chris Patterson Leadman: David C. Potter Set Designer: Mary Saisselin Construction Coordinator: Chris Snyder Assistant Property Master: Joy Taylor Painter: Mark Woodworth Carpenter: John Blanchard Set Dresser: Kurt Braun Painter: Tammy DeRuiter Greensman: Michael ...

[waggle100]

Coyle gets style points for Goal One and Marchy gets head pats for the assist

[pastrnaks-sainz]

Past anon with the cc/maroon is a genius and u are too for that amazing piece so.. nother one? 🤲

word: discover

Charlie unabashedly raked his eyes up Pat’s body from across the locker room. He was starting to understand why he was called the Big Rig and, the more he looked at him, the more he wanted to know just what he was capable of. He wanted to discover what it was that drive him crazy. And, fuck, did he want to use it to his advantage. He knew he could play his cards right and end up under him, exactly where he wanted to be.

[riverbendercom]

Granite City's Lee Coyle Will Be Missouri S&T St. Pat's Celebration Of St. Pat's First Guard

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[muffy-official]

More random Gabby things

She still needs at least a pillow or a stuffed animal to sleep, she hates sleeping without holding anything, which is why her being used as a plushie brought discomfort besides the obvious

It's all fun and games until you become someone's nighttime plushie. Which she definitely did not agree with. Especially since Tilly was the one to give her away as a reagent anyway, so there seriously wasn't a choice to make. Even though she did get a nightgown, surprisingly being able to change in private and the ability to wash her face, it still doesn't make up much for being squeezed like a soft little teddy bear throughout the whole Murkoff night-time cycle. Poor girl tried to stay awake the whole time, having been blessed that her nose didn't start doing It's thing again, but the warmth from being held close made her progressively sleepier by itself. It's natural for her since it was the same since she was a child. Fighting to stay awake got more complicated the more time has passed, eventually giving in and closing her eyes without really noticing

If possible she might try making patches out of fabric scraps and paints/crayons

The reason part of her skirt as expop is ripped up is, because she got it stuck somewhere as she fell. Having to hold onto the top the whole trial until she could get it fixed. Murkoff also intentionally left few buttons out to cause discomfort. Which is why she uses bandages to wrap her chest area up. Even overshorts she made out of bandages so that creeps have nothing to look at as she wants to protect herself as best as she can.

Before she got her uniform she was forced to wear the police academy shirt with her scouts shorts as means to mock her

Before the team change It's possible Noakes is fully or partially responsible on why she got that leg support brace after the one run in with Coyle. Fighting for it even as in some way he felt horrible someone so young didn't get that kinda medical support from the actual medical team having that former reagent be easy prey when she can't run which he didn't approve of that.

She used to talk how she wishes she could pat tango, even though she's sad the dog's taxidermised. Often hoping it's not his real dog

She used to use barricade, sometimes it fell apart in itself, too embarrassed to go to Noakes when that happened, because she thought she broke it.

Sometimes you found her under her bed and not on her bed, often when she's having nightmares Skinner is messing around with. Usually she avoided going under beds(later even wardrobes thanks to Tilly)during trials due to what happened in 1950

[cyanidetooth]

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