#steve rossi

[oldshowbiz]

Chitlin Circuit legends united

[gatutor]

Nancy Sinatra-Marty Allen-Steve Rossi "The last of the secret agents?" 1966, de Norman Abbott.

[elsie-talisman]

bitches be like girl why are you cryin’?

…and I gotta turn my phone around and show them a picture of paget brewster literally just existing…

[tjisntnice]

i love my sillys, and by sillys i mean grown men whos probably killed someone before

[marril96]

Criminal Minds 4.12 | Soul Mates

[gracies-dzienny]

Arrested Development (2003-2019): Season 1, Episode 3 Moments - Part 2

[sebstanismyspiritanimal]

Here's the first chapter! Feel free to leave any comments or suggestions, it's only beta'd by me so constructive criticism is welcome! However this is a self indulgent fic so I'm playing fast and loose with cannon 😂

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It wasn't often that something could get past the sharp eyed gaze of the BAU's unit chief and shock him, but apparently Erin Strauss had made it her life's mission to do just that.

"We have a full team Erin, I don't understand why you want me to hire another agent." He almost demanded of his boss who just sighed and stood, knowing that an argument wouldn't change matters.

"I realize this Aaron, but the order came from higher than me, Edythe Munson is coming to you today for an interview and it has been sternly suggested that she be the 8th member of your team. She's highly skilled and qualified from what her paperwork suggests so I believe it will be a good fit." Not even waiting for a response that was likely to be another rebuttal, Strauss took her leave. 

Hotch didn't know what the bureau was playing at, last time Strauss had demanded he hire someone it was to spy on him and his team. However this order didn't come from Strauss, it came from the director and to his knowledge the director had a positive outlook on his team.

Hotch was taken out of his contemplation by a quick knock on the door and he stood as he called Edythe Munson to enter.

He allowed his gaze to sweep over the young woman, unsubtly profiling her. She was tall with long, curly dark hair that framed her face. Dark eyes that swept around his office in a way that showed she was looking for exit points and positioned herself accordingly. She carried herself in a way that made Hotch pause, her weight was shifted so that she could easily turn in either direction on a dime, her finger kept curling and uncurling like she was prepared to use them to defend herself, and she had her shoulders tensed like she was preparing for an ambush.

He was a little confused until he remembered the redacted parts of her file, she has been in a special task force in the military, branch unknown. Most of her late teens and early twenties were unknown to the file.

"Sergeant Munson, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner, please sit."

He gestured his hand out as he sat in his chair, watching as her mouth ticked up to one side as she sat down.

"There's no need for Sergeant, Agent Hotchner, just Munson's fine or even Eddie." Her voice was rough but still feminine, like she had a habit of smoking or even screaming that had roughened her vocal chords.

"Munson then, I'm curious as to why the director of the bureau facilitated this interview." Hotch started, not usually being this direct but he was weary of a new hire, especially one that wasnt chosen by him. One that could very well pose a threat to team he had come to love and protect like his own.

Munson just seemed to smile blandly at him, not answering his non question and looking like she would rather be anywhere else, her eyes still shifting around

"You may speak candidly here, Ms. Munson." He instructed, not wanting to waste time on a candidate who didn't even want the job, his eyes flicked over the stack of paperwork on his desk that he could be working on.

Munson's smile became amused, "I'm afraid candid is not what they want to hear from me, sir. I'm supposed to gush over how much I want this job and how I would be forever in your debt if you give me a chance." Her tone was mocking and biting, like she hated the words coming out of her mouth, her fists were curled again.

"They? I assure you this is a private conversation." Hotchs eyes glanced down into the bullpen where his team was watching the interview, curious absolutely, but not able to hear anything in the room.

"Agent Hotchner, you work in a government office, don't tell me youre naive enough to think your conversations are heard by only the people in this room." Hotch was taken back by the look of sadness and rage in Munson's eyes, where before she looked indifferent and even mocking. When Strauss brought her up to him he had thought she was another politicians daughter that wanted to play at FBI agent, but looking at her now, he knew that she was being forced her as much as he was being forced to hire her. Why would the government want to keep an eye on this veteran?

Hotch felt the paternal side of him reach out to this young woman, not unlike it did for the people in the bullpen that were watching this exchange.

His eyes moved to her file, "It says here you were military, what branch?"

" I'm sorry sir, my military file is classified, I am not allowed to speak about it." Her answer was as bland as her smile now that they were back in neutral territory, the words fed to her and rehearsed most likely.

Hotch had to close his eyes briefly as his heart seemed to chip, he was gaining another member of the team, one that was just as broken and lost as the rest of them, she would fit right in.

"30 day trial period." He said abruptly, making Munson jump slightly.

"You will have 30 days as a full fledged member of the team, you will travel with us and work with us as normal and at the end we will have another meeting where we will evaluate how you are doing and if you are a fit for this team. Does that sound acceptable?"

Munson seemed to sag in relief but her mouth pressed tight together like she was keeping herself from saying something.

"Yes sir, that seems fair." She finally settled on, clearing her throat.

Hotch nodded once and stood, "You will need to keep a go bag on you at all times, we could get a case at a moments notice and you may not have time to pack properly. I can have someone bring you to the 5th floor to get proper credentials -" Munson cut over his sheepishly, "No need Agent Hotchner, I was given a gun and badge this morning." Hotch rocked on his heels slightly, the director seemed hell bent on the fact that even if she didn't stay here she would be going to another team. Aaron Hotchner knew very well that the close bond his team had formed was the anomaly here in the bureau, most teams only came together for big cases, most of them working cases alone unless help was needed. Looking at Munson, Hotch knew he had to keep her here, she could very easily slip thru the cracks of the federal system.

"Very well, Agent Munson, and you can call me Hotch, the rest of the team does." Eddie grinned slightly before sobering up, composing herself in a way that made Hotches heart squeeze in sympathy. Eddie would have a home here with the team, where she wouldn't have to hide the wide grin that she clearly wanted to let out.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone."

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

To clarify: This is not a case of both universes existing simultaneously. This is an inexplicably-dropped-into-an-entirely-different-universe crossover.

This is not necessarily about which is your favorite character out of these (although it could be. Who am I to tell you what to do here). This is about what would be the most chaotic, the most cursed, the most barely-justifiable plot-wise. The worst, if you will.

And, since there are far more than ten characters I can imagine dumping into the world of Batman and the Justice League with no valid reasoning, there will be more.

More (or less) cursed options available here

[mysticalsoups]

Fic Request ✨

Hi hello there! Currently my fic requests are open :)

I love to write tropes (literally quite anything) and I mostly write reader insert fics, but I am also willing to write specific relationships between characters! :)

The fandoms I write for:

Criminal minds

Aaron Hotchner Spencer Reid Derek Morgan Penelope Garcia Emily Prentiss Jennifer Jaerau David Rossi

Supernatural

Dean Winchester Sam Winchester Castiel Crowley

Sons of Anarchy

Jackson Teller Happy Lowman Harry 'Opie' Winston Philip 'Chibs' Telford Alexander 'Tig' Trager Juan 'Juice' Carlos Ortiz

Shameless

Kevin Ball Lip Gallagher

Stranger Things

Jim Hopper Argyle Steve Harrington Eddie Munson Jonathan Byers

!! characters not included in this list are also welcome, as long as it includes in the fandom :) !!

[tony-stark1987]

[strawberryanqel]

〈 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧: 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 18. 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 18 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜. 〉

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𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 @𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙦𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬! 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬/𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙚;

Percy Jackson

percy;

The Sun and The Shadow

nico;

nothing yet...

luke;

nothing yet...

𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨;

spencer;

A New Beginning

aaron;

nothing yet...

derek;

nothing yet...

𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮: 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃! 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝒷𝑜𝓍!

[oldshowbiz]

The Man From O.R.G.Y. (1970)

[yabagofmilfs]

It’s hard to believe the athletic is a paid site when the journalists seemingly write these articles during intermission in their notes app with no proofreading. Rossi didn’t even bother to double check who and when we play next lol

[bohemiannaturesworld]

Accepting requests :)

[faradaysketches]

Jorge Rossy Vibes Trio in the Jazz Station. Brussels. March 2023

[sebstanismyspiritanimal]

Here's chapter four! This one is a little awkward, I'm not good at writing cases and idk how to solve them so i kept the case out of it as much as possible 😂 but we get a cameo from Max! In my head the CB radio is bc obviously walkie talkies are the parties main mode of communication but obviously that wouldn't work over several states but they're jaded from government spying so they don't wanna use cellphones. So Dustin and Lucas rigged up a CB that can do that! Idk if that possible but hey sci-fi.

I'll probably be adding this to ao3 soon bc I finished writing chapter five, I will continue to post over here unless people just tell me they want to link for each new chapter instead of the whole one

As always here's chapter 3 if you missed it!

Eddie Munson is acutely aware of the fact that she did not go to and graduate the FBI academy, or any academy for that matter. Honestly, she hadn't been worried about it until Hotch sent her and JJ to talk to the families of the victims and she quickly realized that she had zero idea of what she was doing.

"Mrs. Barlow, I know how difficult this is for you, but any information you can give us can help." They were seated across Lucy's sister-in-law, the one that had reported her missing and the woman was crying into a tissue at her kitchen table.

The woman took a shuddering breath and nodded, "Okay."

JJ glanced to the side in an awkward way and cleared her throat, "Was Lucy involved in drugs, in anyway?"

Tammy- the sister in law grimaced and nodded, "She had problems as a teenager but she was sober! I met her brother when she was 25 and she was already 2 years clean. Why? Do you think someone from her past did this?"

JJ leaned forward and as gently as possible broke the news that Lucy's cause of death was of a heroin overdose. Eddie flinched as the effect of the words was immediate.

"How dare you?! Lucy was sober! She wouldn't give that up after this long!" Eddie leaned forward and clapsed Tammy's hand before she could jump to her feet.

"Ma'am, I understand that this is difficult and that Lucy took great pride in her sobriety. She was probably a sponsor for other people too right?" At Tammy's nod Eddie smiled and continued, "We aren't suggesting that Lucy willingly took these drugs and I know that by you entertaining our questions it seems like you are letting Lucy down, but Tammy we need your help. There is another woman missing and the clock is ticking for us to find her before someone else gets hurt."

JJ and Eddie held their breath waiting for Tammy's response, hoping they weren't about to be kicked out.

After what felt like an eternity Tammy slumped in her chair and raised a hand to her face, "Okay, what do you need to know?"

At JJ's encouraging look, Eddie continued the questions. "Was there a recent event in Lucy's life that could make a dealer able to lure her somewhere? A breakup? Maybe a job loss?" They watched as Tammy pressed a hand to her mouth and let out another sob before nodding, "She had just broken up with her girlfriend of 8 years, Lucy had discovered she was having an affair."

JJ and Eddie quickly finished up their interview before leaving the house, not wanting to make the family's grief worse.

2 hours later they were walking into the station to update everyone on what they had found out.

"Lucy Barlow was a recovering heroin addict and had been sober for 11 years and had just recently found out her girlfriend of 8 years was having an affair." JJ smoothly took over for Eddie, "Andrea Lakes has been a sober alcoholic for the last 7 years and just recently got laid off from her law firm. They were both sponsors too."

The others were silent as they took in the new connection the girls had found out from the families.

"So the unsub might have been able to lure them away to a secondary location using the promise of drugs and alcohol?"

"After five years the chance of a relapse decreases to 15%." Reid said contradicting Morgan's theory, but making Eddie perk up.

"You're right, with all of the years of sobriety breaking it is uncommon, but not unheard of and both of them were sponsors for many other people. What if they were going to meetings? New people are coming and going to those all of the time, it wouldn't be unusual to see new faces and with both of them sponsors, approaching these new people would be expected."

They spent the next couple of hours bouncing ideas and leads around the room before Hotch called it a night, leading them back to the hotel.

Hotch talked at the front desk for close to 5 minutes before sullenly walking back to the group.

"So there is apparently a cheer competition in town and they are running low on rooms. We're going to have to pair up." The group groaned before getting into usual pairs when they realized they were uneven with Eddie on the team now.

Hotch grimaced realizing that he was going to have to put her with one of the guys, or make one of the girls share a bed.

"Are you comfortable sharing with Reid or would you rather share a bed with one of the other girls?" He questioned making Eddie shrug, obviously unconcerned.

"I've slept in worse conditions than having to listen to Spencer snore. Can't be worse than Russia in December." The snoring comment made Reid squawk in protest before everyone jumped on the Russia comment, complaining when Eddie wouldn't give up any more info on the walk to the rooms.

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Spencer was startled awake a few hours later by a loud bang. He rolled over in bed and went to reach for the bedside lamp when he saw Eddie's silhouette at the lit up window instead of in bed.

"Eddie?" He questioned, sleep roughing up his voice.

"It was just a car backfiring, Spence, go back to sleep." She murmured back not turning away from the window. Spencer watched as she palmed something into her pocket, a silver flash of something before it disappeared.

Spencer glanced around the room, taking note of the chair pulled back from the table in the corner and an old CB radio with weird wires and a pack attached sitting on the table.

Spencer was debating if he should say something when the radio crackled to life.

"Eddie?" A whispered female voice came thru the speaker and Spencer saw Eddie glance at him as he hurriedly shut his eyes, hoping she thought he had just gone back to sleep.

"I'm here Max."

He heard her whisper and the same voice whispered something he couldn't quite make out back before he really did fall back asleep.