#jeannie bean gets asked

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Yandere Jean and Scott X Men Evolution and Jean's little sibling who can control blood (even if it's inside of someone else)

Aaaawwwww! Those two are so cute! And you bet those two are overprotective. Let's try this out:

It seemed the mutant gene was part of her family. Jean knew this because her little sibling was here, dropped off by their parents, and grinning up at her.

"Hey, Jeannie-Bean. How've you been?" they ask, pulling their suitcase a little closer to their legs. Their skin seems to be a bit pale and ashen, as though they had anemia or had lost some blood.

"I could ask the same about you. What happened, Reader?" She's worried, especially since her parents didn't say what your mutation was or what they think might have brought it to the surface.

"I'm fine... I, uh... Had a small accident. But I'm okay! I can, just... kinda control blood, is all," you mumble. And your older sister stares at you... Then is looking you over, calling for someone inside the large mansion.

"SCOTT! Get out here! I need someone to help make sure they aren't hurt anywhere!"

A voice answers her, and suddenly the tallest person you've ever seen steps out, and is standing next to Jean, looking down at you, his eyes obscured by red glasses. "Oh... Um... hi?"

"Hi."

"Scott! Help me make sure they're okay!"

"Jean, I'm fine! I can control blood! Anything that was there is barely scabbed over, if not just a scar by now!" you yelp, pulling yourself back a bit. You look up at the tall teen, and at her tall friend. "So... you're Scott."

"Um... yes?"

"Jean talks about you a lot. You're a good guy. Keep being good to her, or else I'll slow your blood pressure," you say, then walk into the large building. "How big is this place?!"

"I... that's your sibling?"

"Yes! They're pretty cute, aren't they?"

"Yes... Did... did they say how their power showed up?"

"No," Jean replies. She's worried about that, too, but, her sibling isn't going to say what happened if they think it will upset her.

"We can find out later. Okay, let's help them get settled," Scott decides, and then the two are going after Reader, hoping to show them everything they can about the Institute.

Scott finds that he likes Jean's sibling. A LOT.

They're funny, they care about others, and whenever someone gets hurt, they help control the blood flow so there is minimal bruising and damage. They're a nice kid. That being said-

They wanted to tell him something.

"I, um... Scott. You and Jean are friends, right?"

"Yeah... What's up? Is something wrong?" he asks carefully.

"No... Yes... I... I wanted to tell you how i... kickstarted my powers..."

And that explains why they're so nervous.

"Why not tell Jean? She's your sibling, she'd help you through it," he offers, trying to comfort them with that.

"Yeah. That's the point. She worries, Scott. She worries so much, and I just- I can't keep adding to that worry. She's got so much going on, and I just- I can't bring her down," they answer quietly. A few tears start to leak from their eyes, and they sniffle quietly.

"I- I had an accident. A really, really bad accident Scott. There were bullies, an-and police, and there was s-so much blood... I- I th-tho-thought I was gonna die, Scott," they cried, then without hesitation start bawling.

Scott does the only thing he can think of and holds them, rocking them back and forth the way Jean would do with him or Kitty or Kurt when they were upset. "That's it, kid, just let it out... You're okay, you'll be okay..." He isn't sure how long they stay like that, him holding Reader while they cry their heart out. And it all makes sense now.

This kid really is special, aren't they?

Jean sees the good, loving nature in them, the way they smile and soldier on, the way they try not to hold grudges, how they do their best to make her and others smile and feel loved-

But they also need all of that, too. Given and given in spades.

Later on, he tells Jean about what her sibling told him, which ends in them holding each other as they try not to cry.

They make a promise to each other. A few, actually.

"If anything happens to me, Scott... I want- I need you to take care of them. Please," she whispers, a tear rolling down her cheek. He wipes it off with a gentle touch, giving her a small kiss.

"I will, Jean. We'll both do it, together. Please, please help me keep them safe. Please let me help you watch out for them," he says, and his answer is a short sob and nod.

They know they're both scared. That for as strong as they are, for as strong as Reader is, that there is only so much they can do. But with what they can do, with what power they have, they will do everything to keep them safe, to keep them loved and cared for. It's a promise, and not one they intend to break.

"I think we can have a movie night with them... They love those," Jean adds after awhile, and the two share a watery grin. They'll do what they can, starting with making some popcorn and getting Reader up to watch some of their favorite movies with them.

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #platonic yandere jean grey #platonic yandere cyclops #platonic yandere scott summers

[wexhappyxfew]

shannon! hello! i was looking at your pinterest boards again (they're so aesthetic i love it!) and marty's really stood out to me! so i wanted to ask, what's his story like? any fun things about him? :)

OMG blu!!! ( @xxluckystrike ) hello!! :D i hope you're doing well! <3 (and thanks so much for stopping by the askbox!) AWWWWE thanks so much!!! :') that means so much to me omggg, my pinterest boards for my OCs are truly some of my favorite things to collect and put together - it just helps so much with writing, the vibes i try to go for, the aesthetic of course, quotes, face claims, scene inspo for them.....i could go on haha! it truly helps so so much for me, so i appreciate it SO much!! :)

my sweet bean marty!!! you can absolutely ask about him (and i am beyond happy to talk about him!) and i've been working with writing him a bit more for the fic and just !!!!! i love him so so much! :)

SO!!!! Marty - or to others Martin Armstrong, or to Esther, her little brother by about 14 months haha! In the story, we won't really see a *whole* lot about Marty face-to-face, but Esther thinks about him a lot and does mention him throughout the story when thinking about home and her childhood (two major things that hang off of her like a comfy cardigan). My best way to describe Marty is that not only is he Esther's brother, but he's tough as nails, intelligent, charming, resourceful, loyal, a ride-or-die type of friend, and one helluva medic out in the Pacific (corpsmen, he's in the Marines, but for sake of better word)!

Marty worked at the nearby Navy Yard, with a few school friends, but once Esther went to school and war rumblings crossed the Atlantic, he decided to sign up for the Marines - he wanted to be with the best of the best, and with Dad as a Marine, he wanted to follow in his footsteps. So when Esther went to work at Fort Bragg with W-Sector, Marty was sent to Parris Island, South Carolina where he underwent his training before being sent to the Pacific.

He gets close with a group of guys in the Marines his age - Charlie Godfrey (his closest friend in the platoon) along with Joey Merrie, Calvin Hindton, Glenn Jercovic, Roger Kaplan and Warren Whitwatcher. Fun fact: Charlie Godfrey's little sister, Flo, is on a certain base in Europe, working as a mechanic on the ‘Flying Fortresses’ throughout 1943, helping take care of a dog named Meatball (lol!).

Marty’s role in the story is really this enigma of being Esther’s brother and someone consistently important to her life (to then parallel another OC, Jeannie, the tragic story of her and her brother, Fitzgerald, but more on that another time).

Him being a medic is one of the things that really defines his character, especially being out in the pacific, and I purposely write some of his letters to Esther where he describes what that experience is like and what he goes through to further exemplify his character and his inherent need to help people. From the way Esther talks about him early on in the fic, you wouldn’t really *guess* that about him but the more we hear and see of him, and once he starts mentioning it, we see where that makes sense.

And if anything, Marty is VERY proud of his sister! :) [#1 supportive lil brother truly]

SO NOW…..a I have a moodboard and a snippet for you as a thank you for asking about him! :) ENJOYYYYY!!!!! He truly is one of my favorites and such a good person! <3

Another fun fact: Esther has brought up Marty 71 times and I only have 23 chapters written! Lol!

Everywhere she looked, she saw her brother; she saw Marty in the doorway to their home, with his backpack and long socks on his first day of 1st grade. She saw Marty at the kitchen table, his usual spot left open for him ever since that day he left. She saw him in the family room, not only in a few notable pictures, but in his usual slightly dented spot on the couch that the majority of people left open. Half the time it still felt like Marty was there.

-> excerpt from Chapter 14 of And Then The Dawn Came

#MARTYYYY #i haven’t actually talked about him a whole lot so THANK U for this ask!!! 🥹🫶✨ #band of brothers #attdc #and then the dawn came #martin armstrong #marty is a sweet bean #a lil chaotic but a sweetheart #that’s generally how the armstrong family is :) #THANK U BLU!

[oldsalempost-blog]

The Old Salem Post

                   Our  Local Tamassee-Salem SC Area News each Monday except holidays                                          Contact: [email protected]                              Distributed to local businesses, town hall, library.                            Volume 7 Issue 31                                                                                                  Week of August 14, 2023                https://www.tumblr.com/settings/blog/oldsalempost-blog                                                         Lynne Martin Publishing

EDITOR:  If you all followed Pauline Cannon’s story each week by Ashton Hester, you might understand the connection I feel with her, although she has passed on to her heavenly reward.  To quote her “Each time I go back to Tamassee to visit, I feel as if I have left a part of me there, and I am homesick for at least a week before I get over it. I have so many memories of friends and teachers that I learned to love while I was there. . .I thank God for Tamassee. It is truly the place of the sunlight of God!!”   I hope to inspire this same passion and love in others.  As with anything in life that you cherish, you must protect and nurture it, whether is it your family, your home, your school, or your community.   LMartin

TAMASSEE-SALEM Elementary Proposed Closing:  Come to Oconee County School Board meeting on Monday, August 14th at 6:30pm at the Seneca High School.   (This is not the normal location or time due to summer graduation taking place at the Seneca High School.)   You may call the administrative office at 864-886-4400 to be a speaker or sign up on your early arrival. Share your concerns to help prevent this closing TSE. 

Town of SALEM:  Election: The Town of Salem will be holding election for Mayor and 2 Council seats.     held Nov 7, 2023 at the Salem Town Hall.  Candidate filing is from Friday Aug 11, noon  through noon Monday Aug 25th. Candidates must reside within the Salem town limits…..We will begin collecting Toys for Tots on Sept 9th, 5pm at the last summer Car/Truck/Motorcycle & Jeep show.  Fire Dept will be selling burgers and more for their local Christmas fundraising.  There will be first and second places for car show exhibits and for the group and/or club who brings the most toys. We are asking all local churches and businesses to participate to fill up our boxes.  We helped 94 children have Christmas last year within the Tamassee-Salem area.  944-2819.                                                                 ***Visit the Downtown Market every Sat 8am-12pm.                                                                                                                         *The children’s area at the Town park is closed for now for renovations.  The picnic shelter can still be rented.

Jottings from Jeannie: Benefit of Small Town Living   Hooray for the Salem Library!  Kayla and Abigail are SO helpful.  Attractive displays change with the seasons.  Currently, free vegetable, fruit, herb and flower seeds are available.  Hey!  I do not own a tractor, nor do have hours to invest tending  crops.  I am delighted to receive my allotted FIVE envelopes  each the size of a Sweet and Low packet.   I DID put on my coveralls and straw hat to plant fall crops:  cilantro. cabbage, mixed salad greens, and beans.   If I lived in Baghdad on the Reedy (Greenville), surely all of the seeds would be gone before I could fight traffic to their library.  Oh!  Oconee County, I love you more each day! Aren't we lucky and blessed! Miz Jeannie

Interested in starting a story telling group?:   Leave a brief message at 499-4944 with your name and preference:  Tuesday @3:00 or Tuesday @ 7:00 no experience necessary-- Just have a good yarn to share.

JOCASSEE VALLEY BREWING COMPANY,(JVBC) & COFFEE SHOP 13412 N Hwy 11 Open  Wed–Sat-Sat 8am-9pm. Sun: 12pm-7pm.  Events this week:  Wing Wednesday 5pm and the Blue Grass Jam at 6:30pm  Thurs– Palmetto Trail Talk at 6pm.  Food Truck TBD.  Fri–  Food: JUST A SMILE at 5pm  Music: Eric Congdon at 6:30pm.  Sat–Food: Kiss My Asada—Music: Peanut Butter Whiskey at 6:30pm. Sun: 12pm-7pm Food Truck: Mac Attack. Music:  Matt Phillips  4pm.  (864-873-0048)          

Alcohol liability SC Venue Crisis:  Upcoming legislation could increase insurance premiums on every business, event center, restaurant  and venue that have a wine, beer, or liquor license holds a true threat to the commerce and tourism across the entire state of SC.  Businesses will be unable to pay premiums and will close.   A meeting in Walhalla addressed concerns to our Senator Thomas Alexander and Representative Bill Whitmire.  Musicians and food trucks will have limited venues or none at all.   Frivolous lawsuits  will hold every business responsible where a person has stopped if involved in an accident.  Write and email your legislatures to hold individuals accountable for their irresponsible actions.   SC has stiff DUI laws but lawyers find loopholes that allow drivers back on the highway.  

Now that Pauline Kelley Cannon's story is completed, here is another story for the Post:                                                                  SALEM PUPIL WAS 1953 OCONEE SPELLING CHAMPION (This story was in the April 15, 1953 issue of the Keowee Courier) - A smiling 14-year-old eighth-grader carried Salem's colors to the top in the annual Oconee spelling bee at Oakway school Saturday morning, and now will carry the county's hopes into the state competition at Columbia on May 2. . .The new spelling champ is June Dyar, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. A.H. Dyar. She succeeds Lamar Cason of Walhalla who has represented Oconee in Columbia the past two years. . .The Oconee spelling bee is divided into two separate contests--one for grades 5-8 and one for grades 1-4. The state competition is only for grades 5-8. . .Second spot in the grades 5-8 contest went to Paul Chalmers, 13, representing Tamassee. He is the son of Mr. and Mrs. R.Y. Chalmers. . .A Westminster girl, Janice Ginn, 13, took third place. She is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. M.R. Ginn. . .Top spot in the contest for grades 1-4 was captured by Leon Lee, 10, a fourth-grader representing the Walhalla school. He is the son of Mr. and Mrs. W.Z. Lee. . .Two other fourth-graders, Vivian Smith of Salem and Freeman Martin of Seneca, took second and third places, respectively. Vivian is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Erby Smith, and Freeman is the son of Mr. and Mrs. C.C. Martin.

                                    EAGLES NEST ART CENTER , 501c3, 4 Eagle Lane, Salem  DHEC kitchen available & rentals

Evening of talent:  We want to thank everyone who came out to The TALENT SHOWCASE on August 12th .  The event was very well received, enjoyable and entertaining.  We will be planning another in the future so get your “act” together.

CANCELLATION of the Event:  SONGS of the COWBOY Trail- Aug. 19th.  We are very sorry to announce the cancellation of this upcoming event.   Tickets purchased on line will be refunded.

                                                                              CHURCH NEWS                                                                            Bethel Presbyterian Church(PCUSA), 580 Bethel Church Rd, Walhalla, 29691, worships at 10:30 am. Sermon: Sunday, August 13: Message by George Harper “Storms Will Come.” Scripture reading is Genesis 37:1-4, 12-26, Mathew 14:22-23; the remainder of August: George Harper, August 20, Mel Davis, August 27. Come as you are. All welcome. We have seven blue choir robes, free local delivery, for any church that needs them. Call Paul Chudzik (723-4935)    See you Sunday!                                                                                                                                                                                                      Salem Methodist Church:  Community Women’s Bible Study each Monday morning, 10am in the Fellowship Hall. Worship Service each Sunday at 10:30am.  Sunday School at 9:30am.  Sunday Breakfast at 9:00am.

Psalm 23 reminds us that “ Even though I walk through the valley…I will fear no evil...for Thou art with me.”  Charles Stanley gave a message stating that we will walk through valley.  It does not say ‘if” we walk through the valley… God has a plan for us during that time in the valley.  He will “walk” with us through the valley in order for spiritual  maturity.  It does not say run through the valley.   It means we  will spend time in the valley with God to grow.

****Please send news, stories, and church events to [email protected] to share in your local paper!                                                                                                     Happy Birthday Coach Hines in heaven!

Have a wonderful week!                             

 Share a smile. Someone needs one!   Lynne   

[alanianatkinson]

BOOK OUR TICKETS

It is Jeannie and my first visit to Desa ParkCity. It is a a center of restaurants, sort of an upmarket place in the middle of "no where". What would get your attention when you first come here, is that dog-owners get to bring their dogs here.

As I wonder what to write, I look out of the glass panel walls of The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf; watching the rain beat down hard on the sloping, well manicured lawns of what  looks like a park. Yes, it is raining as usual. I was enjoying the view until Jeannie called and asked to meet her at the Scottish restaurant. It is Jeannie”s and my first visit to Desa ParkCity. It is a a center of…

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[littlejeanniebean]

“make me” for hinny

“I’m quitting the team.”

Harry looked up from his mission logs and pushed his glasses further up his nose. He was almost certain he had misheard her. “Sorry, what?”

“The Quidditch correspondent position just opened up at the Daily Prophet.” Ginny ambled over to him, sitting on the armrest of his chair. “And rather than read another half-arsed article written some bloke who’s never even played for his house team, I’ve applied and got the job.”

Harry raised a skeptical eyebrow. “May I ask… why?”

Ginny’s hands went to massage his shoulders. She loved how much strength training Aurors were required to do, even when they didn’t have as much fieldwork. “We both know we want a big family —”

Harry’s put one arm around her waist. “You really want to pop them out one after the other —”

“Please don’t call it ‘popping them out’ like I’m a vending machine and you just put a few coins in —”

Harry bit his lip to keep from smiling. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean —”

“Besides, I want to be home more —”

“I have tons of practice with Teddy,” he reasoned. “I’m more than capable —”

“Well, I can’t let you have all the fun, now, can I?” Ginny smirked, but inwardly, she wondered why he was arguing so hard against it. 

“It’s really no trouble, Gin —”

“Then why not let me do it too?” She stood suddenly, putting her hands on her hips.

“Because Quidditch is your dream!” Harry waved his arms around as if to demonstrate the size and importance of the said dream. “I don’t want you to give it up —”

“I’m not, though.” Oh, Harry, she thought. Sweet, noble Harry. “I’m just coming at it a different way, like you becoming head of the department so you can —”

“Well, I’m not the head yet —”

“It’s basically an eventuality,” she waved off the technicality. “Look, Harry, I’d be just as happy here at home as I am on the pitch. I’m not giving anything up, and who knows? I might try out for the team again when we’ve decided we have enough little monsters running around and then you’ll be the one who has to tote them to matches to support their mummy.”

Harry practically beamed at the thought and pulled her close again, burying his nose in the scent of her flowery shampoo and splaying butterfly kisses over her collarbone. Then suddenly, he started, his forehead almost colliding with her chin. “Wait, are you pregnant?”

“Oh, because that would be so far-fetched now, wouldn’t it?” she made fun of his incredulity. “Because we definitely haven’t been going at it like it’s our second honeymoon —”

“Are you?” Harry was standing now, firm, callused hands on her shoulders, his face all serious hard lines, especially his sharp, defined jaw.

“No.” Ginny shrugged like she was answering a more casual question like, ‘Would you like some coffee, love?’ “Not yet, anyway…” She threaded her fingers up in his wild dark hair and kissed him deeply. “But I want you to make me.” She took his bottom lip between her teeth as he moaned. “Now,” she commanded. 

And who was he to refuse her?

thank you for this ask @pianistbynight! love ya! xx

#hinny fanfiction #hinnychristmasfest #jeannie bean writes #harry potter fanfiction #jeannie bean gets asked #mutual love #sista sista #ginny weasley #harry potter #quidditch #auror #12 days to christmas #baby

[atlantis-scribe]

AU-gust 2021 ( Day 22 )

Theatre

(in which Rodney is the reluctant director of this year's Atlantis Junior Theatre Guild Summer Special & John is the biggest fan of their lead actress)

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"Excuse me."

Rodney leads his turn with the clipboard, knowing full well it will hit — at the very least — the shoulder of anyone stupid enough to approach him. Sadly, the guy who tapped his shoulder moves just in time to avoid the collision.

"Whoa there!" Shoulder Tapper exclaims, stepping back with both hands in the air. "Careful with that thing. You might take someone's eye out."

Before Rodney can say anything about that being the whole point, he looks up and gets his first proper look of his intruder. "You're supposed to be on stage."

"What?" The man blinks. "Did you just — Oh, no! I'm not — I’m John Sheppard, and I don't — ”

Rodney sniffs. "I distinctly remember calling all actors to be ‘on stage’. That's the right one, isn't it?" He breaks eye contact to consult his clipboard. Sure enough, Madison's surprisingly impressive handwriting is there: Artistic Team Huddle - "Actors on Stage" (No Cursing, Uncle Mer.)

"Er, that's what I'm trying to say. I, I'm not actor."

Rodney looks up and narrows his eyes. "Well, you should be."

For some reason, that seems to fluster John Sheppard. The tips of his ears turn red, and he starts rubbing his neck furiously. "Thanks? I don't know about you, buddy, but I'm definitely older than twelve."

"Oh god. You're not Maddie’s new assistant stage manager, are you?" Rodney's going to do it this time; he'll tie Madison's feet together and throw her into a lake. Jeannie's probably going to kill him when she comes back from Germany, but it might just be worth it.

"Nope," a loud voice booms from behind Rodney. When he turns, he's not entirely surprised to find Ronon, flanked on both sides by Teyla and Rodney's wretched fourteen-year-old niece. "That's me."

"Ronon?" Rodney stares at Madison. "Your new assistant is Ronon?"

Madison shrugs. "He said he's free." She then turns to Sheppard. "Hi, Mr. Sheppard. Bean's on stage, doing limber with Laura."

"Wait." Rodney lifts a finger. "How do you know each other?"

"He's Bean's uncle, Uncle Mer."

Rodney blinks. "And who's Bean?"

Teyla grabs his elbow, her trademark move when she’s trying to stop him from doing something that’s apparently frowned upon in polite society. “Your Annie, Rodney.”

“Beatrice Anne?”

That only seems to make Sheppard smile proudly. “That’s her professional stage name, yeah. But we call her Bean at home.”

“Is there something you needed, Mr. Sheppard?” Madison asks, her clipboard making her look even more imperious than Jeannie with a whiteboard marker. “I can pull out Bean if you want. I’m the stage manager. I can do that.”

Rodney snorts, but Sheppard only shakes his head. “Nah. Just wanted to come up here and finally meet your director, that’s all. Bean’s been talking about him all week. I’ll see myself out now, thanks.”

With one last grin thrown Rodney’s way, Sheppard is out, Madison and Ronon trailing after him.

When they’re gone, Rodney sighs and sends Teyla a grave look. “We should be doing Arcadia.”

“I don’t think they’re old enough for Stoppard, Rodney.”

“And what am I even doing here? I’m an astrophysicist, for crying out loud!”

Teyla laughs. “And I’m a barrister, but when you asked for my help because your niece is assisting with a local children’s play while your sister is gone, I did not hesitate to spend my vacation here instead of in Barbados, like I originally planned. I am a good friend, and you are a good uncle.

“Yeah, umm. Thanks again for being my production manager, Teyla.”

“I couldn’t very well say no, now could I? You were crying when you called.”

“That was Madison!”

Teyla laughs again and links her arm with his. "In any case, did you know that Mr. Sheppard has been here since the start of rehearsals? And he’s been wanting to say hi to you since last week.”

“What? No he hasn’t!”

#stargate atlantis #rodney mckay #john sheppard #madison mckay miller #teyla emmagan #ronon dex #mcshep #my fic #fic: AU gust #AU_gust #AU_gust_2021 #my post

[ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes]

Pancakes

Summary: Modern!Alfie’s wife is down with the flu so he has to take care of their five children before they head off to school. 

@justanothershelby​ for witnessing my pathetic attempt at pancakes. 

           Alfie’s wife was a machine in the kitchen. She worked fast and turned out amazing meals like no one’s business. It was just one of her many gifts. From the start of their marriage, through the birth of their five children, she always kept the home smelling like heaven.

He was always grateful for Marian and did his best not to take her for granted. Still, it was quite the bombshell in the household when she got the flu. It put her completely out of commission, she was barely strong enough to sit up in bed.

The morning after she started to feel ill, Alfie got up early to wake the kids. Marian rolled over.

“Call my mother. She’ll come over to help with the kids.” She spoke weakly, her voice scratchy and faint.

“I can take care of them.” He promised her as he got dressed. “You just rest, I’ll come check on you in a bit.”

“Alfie…” Marian sighed. “Alright, alright.” She was too tired to argue.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

There were five Solomons children. Clara was the oldest and was turning thirteen in a month. Esther, their second born, was ten. Lewis was eight, Jeannie was six, and the youngest was Henry at only eighteen months.

No one said having five children was easy. But it was something special in the Jewish community. And that, Alfie, embraced. Still didn’t erase the sleepless nights, but he adored his children. They were the light of his lives. He and Marian were stopping at five, though.

Alfie went about waking the children like it was a battle strategy. He helped Marian wake them up every morning before he left for work, but he’d never done it on his own before.

Clara was the first. Turning into a teenager, she wasn’t keen on waking up for school. That meant knocking on her door first. The first attempt of many to wake her.

No doubt Lewis was already awake, the little boy never liked to stay in bed. So, Alfie opened his door and herded him out to the kitchen, telling him not to bother Marian.

Esther and Jeannie slept in the same room together even though the two often bickered. Alfie got them both up and helped Jeannie get dressed. He instructed Esther to go knock on Clara’s door again while he got Henry up and dressed.

Esther ran back into the nursery and said Clara was yelling at her. Alfie sighed and picked up Henry. He knocked on his eldest’s door again.

“Go away!”

“Time for school, up ‘n at ‘em.” Alfie couldn’t understand why they went through the same routine every morning. Clara knew she never won the argument. “I have to get breakfast started for your siblings, so you better be up soon.” He warned before carrying his son downstairs.

“Right, breakfast time.” He searched through the ‘fridge. “What do you kiddos want, aye? Bagels? Toast?”

“Pancakes!” Jeannie banged on the table.

“Pancakes?” Alfie frowned and checked the clock on the wall. He supposed they had enough time although he wasn’t too confident about his cooking ability. “Alright…” He searched through the cabinets and luckily found a box of mix. Usually, Marian made her pancakes from scratch, but there was no way Alfie was attempting that.

“Esther go make sure your sister’s awake, tell her she’s in big trouble if I have to go up there.” He said as he began to prepare the mix.

Lewis wandered over to the refrigerator and stood on his tip-toes to get orange juice from the top shelf.

“What do you need, mate, I’ll get it for you.” Alfie hated multitasking but having children was nothing but multitasking.

“Daddy, I hafta go potty,” Jeannie called from the breakfast nook.

“Alright, love, then go on. You can go yourself, you’re a big girl.” He poured a glass of juice for Lewis. “Be careful with that.” He said before handing it to the young boy and returning to the stove.

Esther came back downstairs. “Clara says she don’t care if she’s in trouble.”

Alfie stifled a few swear words and shook his head. “Fine, sit down, I’ll take care of it.”

There was a shattering sound and Lewis began to wail. Alfie looked over and saw he’d dropped the glass of juice on his way to the table.

“Oh, Lew, don’t move.” Alfie rushed over to pick Lewis up and deposit him in a chair so he wouldn’t get cut on the glass.

Cyril came trotting over and tried to lap up the juice off the floor. Alfie shooed him away and started to pick up the pieces of glass. Lewis was still wailing from his seat.

“For Christ-” Alfie let out a frustrated noise and went to the bottom of the stairs. “Clara Solomons get down here right now and help with your brother or you’ll be grounded until you’re thirty!” He shouted.

“Daddy, s’burning!” Esther cried.

Indeed, the pancakes on the griddle were burning. Alfie hurried back over to turn them and lower the stove.

Clara came stomping down the steps a few minutes later with a sour look on her face. She was all her father, but Alfie didn’t appreciate the attitude.

“Sleeping Beauty’s up then? Great. Will you help clean up that spill?” Alfie asked.

“Why?”

“Because you live under me roof where your mum and I pay for everything you could possibly want. Stop questioning me.” Alfie chose to ignore her muttering under her breath something about ‘unfairness’.

He got a quiet ten minutes and finished up breakfast. He got them on a plate and set them down in front of each of the kids.

Jeannie, Lewis, and Esther all looked at the pancakes with disappointment. “Mummy makes them into the letters of our names, daddy.”

“Right, well, I can’t do that.” He replied.

“Lewie likes Mickey Mouse pancakes, daddy.” His daughter continued.

“Well, Jean-Bean they’ll taste the same no matter what shape they’re in. You need to get going to school soon so eat up.”

Esther made a face after the first bite.

“What?” Alfie frowned.

“They taste weird.”

“I made them from the box, Es, I’m sure they taste fine.”

“Mum makes them from scratch,” Clara said grumpily. “That’s why they taste bad.”

To say Alfie had a headache was an understatement. He had five headaches. “Well, I can toast you up some bread quick or you can eat them. But you ain’t gonna be late for school.”

Clara rolled her eyes but continued eating. Henry seemed pleased to be stuffing his face full of syrup-soaked pancakes. And although Jeannie and Esther looked gloomy about the bland circle-shaped food, they ate too.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Eventually, the rest finished eating and Alfie sent them out the door with their backpacks. He cleaned Henrys’ face up and set him in front of the TV with some toys so he could have some peace to clean the kitchen.

After cleaning up the sticky mess off the table, he made tea for Marian and went upstairs. His wife stirred when he set down the mug and checked her forehead to feel if he fever had gotten worse.

“I heard shouting.” She mumbled.

“Yeah, Clara was fussing.” He answered. “But they’ve all left. Henry is playing downstairs.”

“You did it.” She smiled and yawned. “I’m proud of you.”

He chuckled. “They didn’t appreciate my pancakes. Can’t make ‘em as good as you can.”

“You’ll learn.” She closed her eyes. “Thank you for taking care of them.”

“Just doing my job, love.” He kissed her cheek. “Sleep up, call me if you need me.”

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[babyitsmagic]

Sliding in that brotp meme but not knowing who I want it for the most cuz I just love the things xD

@ofviolentdeath || leave a brotp/platonic ship in my ask and i’ll tell you... (accepting)

yin/cord from before it fell to shit

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: cord

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: both of them probs

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: these assholes don’t get caught and they’re offended you’d think otherwise.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: yin? probably yin. he’s soft. on the inside. he’s such a closeted romantic.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: i mean this wasn’t really a thing when they were friends but if it had been probably both of them.

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: cord? cord.

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: i snorted at the idea of them having pillow fights even when they were friends.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: yin definitely, but tbh cord probs did it too bc there is no shame here.

a bunch of bonus ones under the cut:

benji/kat bc i gotta

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: there is no ‘other’s plate’ these two order a shitton of food and share all of it thanks.

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: neither one of them and benji is v flustered by the question.

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: these pure good beans would never end up in jail.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: both of them!!!!! bc they’re good and sweet and supportive and love each other so much.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: .....kat.

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: kat

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: i think either one of them will start it but kat will always win.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: if u thought benji was flustered by the couple thing hO BOY. anyway neither of them altho kat does ship him with caleb

lin/luna

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: luna. if lin complains she pouts at him.

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: lin. luna rolls her eyes and pushes him away.

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: they’re both p good kids but luna might have to bail him out bc he’s still izzy’s kid tbh

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: they both try. lin is really bad at it but he’s supportive. luna is waaaaay too up in his personal business but he loves her anyway.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: both

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: both and luna pouts until she gets her way

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: i feel like neither???

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: LUNA and lin tells her he hates her later.

lin/erika/jeannie

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: listen lin just never gets to eat fries bc everyone steals them from him

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: jeannie probs and lin is Not Having It.

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: they’ve all been arrested at least once and they’ve all gotten each other out of it.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: lin can’t do it. he just can’t. the girls gotta go to each other bc he cannot handle any details about their sex lives. he already knows Too Much about izzy’s and he doesn’t wanna hear any more about anyone in his immediate family thanks.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: i feel like lin and jeannie gang up on erika for some reason

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: lin lets the girls fight over it. they probs just all end up in a big cuddle pile on the bottom bunk anyway.

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: jeannie? jeannie.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: jeannie probs also does this to lin and he DIES EVEN MORE THAN WHEN LUNA DID IT.

jasper/ava

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: ava but she’s not as bad about it as lyri is and mostly does it to be slightly irritating

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: neither

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: jasper wouldn’t get arrested but if he did, he’d call ava bc this is literally her day job. and if ava got arrested, she’d probably call warren so.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: ava. 1000%. she doesn’t need any advice of her own anymore (and even when she did, she wouldn’t have admitted it.) jasper is Bad with Feelings and always makes poor choices.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: ava

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: no one

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: they wouldn’t get into a pillow fight but ava would probably smack him with one if he was being dumb and it was the nearest object.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: NEITHER and jasper is mortified by the thought.

jasper/lyri bc i had to

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: lyri. definitely definitely lyri.

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: there is no joking here, lyri just fucKIN GOES FOR IT.

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: jasper. not that lyri gets arrested as a Functioning Adult but this probs happened once when she was younger.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: jasper tries to comfort lyri about stuff but he is Bad at It. he also doesn’t really like to ask lyri for advice in this department bc it feels weird??? even tho she’s v good at it.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: both of them.

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: neither. lyri is going to sleep wherever jasper is tbh.

who starts and who wins the pillow fights: if anyone, lyri. and lyri wins too.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: listen lyri just says this one straight to jasper okay there’s no pretending that anything else goes down here.

i could keep going but i’m intentionally not doing some so that i can send this to you.

#ofviolentdeath #answered;; #yin;cord;meme #kat;benji;meme #lin;luna;meme #lin;erika;meme #lin;jean;meme #jasper;ava;meme #jasper;lyri;meme

[papermoonloveslucy]

LUCY, THE SHOPPING EXPERT

S1;E20 ~ February 17, 1969

Directed by Jack Donohue ~ Written by Milt Josefsberg and Al Schwartz

Synopsis

Craig gets a part-time job in a supermarket to earn money to buy a surfboard. At the same time, Lucy is giving Kim some valuable lessons in smart shopping. When the two accidentally converge, chaos ensues - naturally!

Regular Cast

Lucille Ball (Lucy Carter), Gale Gordon (Harrison Otis Carter), Lucie Arnaz (Kim Carter), Desi Arnaz Jr. (Craig Carter)

Guest Cast

William Lanteau (Mr. Sherwood, Supermarket Manager) first appeared with Lucille Ball in The Facts of Life (1960). In addition to an episode of “The Lucy Show,” Lanteau did four episodes of “Here’s Lucy.”  He is best remembered for playing Charlie the Mailman in the play and the film On Golden Pond (1981).

Mr. Sherwood is the winner of the Golden Can Award for his shelf arrangements.

Ernest Sarracino (Mr. Nicoletti, Produce Manager) played the Judge in “Lucy and the Runaway Butterfly” (TLS S1;E29), also directed by Jack Donohue. This is the first of his two episodes of “Here’s Lucy.”  His screen acting credits span from 1939 to 1994.

Although never actually referred to as Mr. Nicoletti, the character is credited in honor of Louis Nicoletti, a long-time member of the Desilu family who was the assistant director of “Here's Lucy” from 1968 to 1969, including this episode.  In addition to making on camera appearances on “I Love Lucy” and “The Lucy Show,” there were two characters named after him on “I Love Lucy.”  Here the character is played as a stereotypical Italian fruit vendor and speaks in Italian to Lucy: “You make-a da dent?  Dat's-a 39 cents!”  

Irwin Charone (Mr. Garfield, of the Nippy Whippy Whipped Cream Company) made five appearances on “The Lucy Show.” The expressive character actor also did an equal number of “Here’s Lucy” episodes. He died in January 2016 in Maplewood, New Jersey, at the age of 93.  

The restaurant patrons and supermarket shoppers are played by uncredited background players.

At the start of the episode Kim brings home ethnic foods because the grocer Mr. Goldapper recommended them.  This is an inside joke as Goldapper is Gary Morton's real last name.   Gary Morton's loud guffaw can be distinctly heard on the soundtrack throughout the episode.

Craig says he knows all about the facts of life since he was seven because he watched “Peyton Place.” Based on a 1956 novel, “Peyton Place” was a primetime soap opera that aired on ABC from 1964 to 1969. The title has become synonymous with the personal problems and scandals of small-town life.  It was mentioned several times on “The Lucy Show” including in “Lucy and Joan” (TLS S4;E4) which also took place in a supermarket.  

Instead of “Peyton Place,” Harry says he regrets wasting his time watching “Captain Kangaroo.”  “Captain Kangaroo” was a children’s television series that aired weekday mornings on CBS from October 1955 to December 1984. The Captain (Bob Keeshan, above right) would tell stories, meet guests, and indulge in silly stunts with regular characters, both humans and puppets. Captain Kangaroo was previously mentioned on several episodes of “The Lucy Show.”  

Gale Gordon's monologue about the birds and the bees is nearly four minutes long and gets a round of applause from the studio audience. It is highly unlikely that teenage Craig would let him go on so long when all he wants is $100! 

There is a poster in the supermarket featuring pumpkins and pilgrims so this episode was likely filmed in November 1968.

While most of the prop canned goods look like actual products, the cans of Chef Claudio's Ravioli Dinner look like something contrived by the Desilu prop department.  It is likely a tribute to director Claudio Guzman, who started with the company in 1958 and directed 15 episodes of “The Lucy Show.”  He was best known for his association with “I Dream of Jeannie” (1966-70).  Curiously, although they are visible on camera, they are never referred to in the dialogue – or at least it didn't make the final cut.

Some sample 1969 supermarket prices:

Cantaloupe Melons are 39 cents each.

Strawberries are 50 cents a pint basket.

Medium Eggs are 53 cents a dozen.  

Lucy says the store puts the nicest looking strawberries on top of the basket, but underneath “things can be as rotten as the Harper Valley PTA”!  “Harper Valley PTA" is a country song written by Tom T. Hall that was a hit single for Jeannie C. Riley in 1968. Riley's record sold over six million copies.  The song lyrics tell the story of a woman who is accused of immorality by her daughter's junior high PTA and how she gets her revenge on her hypocritical accusers. The song later gave life to a film (starring Barbara Eden) and a failed television series.  

When Lucy is sloshing the cans to hear how full they are, the clerk asks if she expects to hear Lawrence Welk.  Lawrence Welk (1903-92, above) was a musician, accordionist, bandleader, and television impresario, who hosted TV’s “The Lawrence Welk Show” from 1951 to 1982. Welk was mentioned several times on “The Lucy Show” and also on “Lucy's Birthday” (S1;E8).  Welk will play himself on a 1970 episode of “Here's Lucy” (above, with Vivian Vance). 

Later, when Lucy is holding up the eggs to the light, he tells her they are eggs, “not the Hope Diamond.” The Hope Diamond is one of the most famous jewels in the world, dating back almost four centuries. It is housed in the Smithsonian Institute.  

Lucy is never able to control nozzles and hoses – even on the tip of a can of whipped cream.  The end of the episode is actually a good excuse for a cream pie fight – without the pies!  

A banner in the supermarket advertises a ���Storyland Sale” - whatever that may be!  The same banner was used in a supermarket in “Lucy and Joan” (TLS S4;E4).  

Lucy Carmichael also hangs around several different supermarkets to buy a lot of cans of Bailey's Beans for her get-rich-quick scheme in “Lucy the Bean Queen” (TLS S5;E3).  

In this episode, Kim says about her Uncle Harry: “Compared to him, Jack Benny is a regular Diamond Jim Brady.”

On “The Lucy Show,” Lucy Carmichael says to Mr. Mooney: “Compared to you, Jack Benny is Diamond Jim Brady.”  

Comedian Jack Benny (1894-1974, inset right) was a frequent guest star on both shows. His comic persona was that of a skinflint who had every penny he ever made. The same evening this episode first aired, Lucille Ball appeared on Benny’s birthday special on NBC. James Buchanan Brady (1856-1917, inset left) was a real-life millionaire and philanthropist who was fond of jewels (hence the nickname). Brady was first mentioned in “The Business Manager” (ILL S4;E1).  

Craig says he learned the facts of life at age seven while watching “Petyon Place.”  If Desi Arnaz Jr. and Craig are the same age (15 or 16), he would have to have turned 7 in 1960.  “Peyton Place” didn't start airing until 1964. If this were true, the character of Craig Carter would be just 11 or 12 years old!

Craig asks his mother for $100 for a surfboard which Lucy decides against as an unnecessary luxury. However, in “Lucy Visits Jack Benny” (S1;E2), Craig packs his surfboard (much to Lucy's dismay) for his weekend in Palm Springs. 

The precariously stacked display of oranges is built on a slanted surface to allow the oranges to more easily tumble to the floor.  The gag works by the collapsing the structure on which the oranges are arranged on cue – probably a by a stagehand hidden under the table.

Most of the items in the dairy case have their brand name labels conspicuously taped over. Conveniently, the brand name labels on the canned goods are too small for the camera to pick up, so they aren't obscured.

When the whipped cream spray lands on the end of Mr. Sherwood's nose, Craig takes a cloth and wipes it off. Irwin Charone ad libs the line “Never mind my nose.”

“Lucy, The Shopping Expert” rates 3 Paper Hearts out of 5

This is a very colorful episode full of lots of physical gags and some broad acting from the supporting cast. In the middle of the chaos, Gale Gordon delivers a meandering 4 minute monologue about the birds and the bees - literally.  A contrived ending feels forced.  

#Here's Lucy #Lucy the Expert Shopper #Lucille Ball #Gale Gordon #Irwin Charone #William Lanteau #Lucie Arnaz #Desi Arnaz Jr. #Supermarket #Surfboard #Peyton Place #Hope Diamond #Ernest Sarracino #Jack Benny #Diamond Jim Brady #Lawrence Welk #Harper Valley PTA #shopping #groceries #Claudio Guzman #Captain Kangaroo #Milt Josefsberg #Al Schwartz #Jack Donohue #1969 #TV #CBS

[foursproutwealth-blog]

&#039;Russiagate&#039; Delusion Dies - Who Is &#039;Bill&#039; Priestap?

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'Russiagate' Delusion Dies - Who Is 'Bill' Priestap?

Via TheConservativeTreehouse.com,

The game is over. The jig is up. Victory is certain… the trench was ignited… the enemy funneled themselves into the valley… all bait was taken… everything from here on out is simply mopping up the details.  All suspicions confirmed.

Why has Devin Nunes been so confident?  Why did all GOP HPSCI members happily allow the Democrats to create a 10-page narrative?  All questions are answered.

Fughettaboudit.

House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence member Chris Stewart appeared on Fox News with Judge Jeanine Pirro, and didn’t want to “make news” or spill the beans, but the unstated, between-the-lines, discussion was as subtle as a brick through a window.  Judge Jeannie has been on the cusp of this for a few weeks.

Listen carefully around 2:30, Judge Jeanine hits the bulls-eye; and listen to how Chris Stewart talks about not wanting to make news and is unsure what he can say on this…

…Bill Priestap is cooperating.

When you understand how central E.W. “Bill” Priestap was to the entire 2016/2017 ‘Russian Conspiracy Operation‘, the absence of his name, amid all others, created a curiosity.  I wrote a twitter thread about him last year and wrote about him extensively, because it seemed unfathomable his name has not been a part of any of the recent story-lines.

E.W. “Bill” Priestap is the head of the FBI Counterintelligence operation.  He was FBI Agent Peter Strozk’s direct boss.  If anyone in congress really wanted to know if the FBI paid for the Christopher Steele Dossier, Bill Priestap is the guy who would know everything about everything.

FBI Asst. Director in charge of Counterintelligence Bill Priestap was the immediate supervisor of FBI Counterintelligence Deputy Peter Strzok.

Bill Priestap is #1. Before getting demoted Peter Strzok was #2.

The investigation into candidate Donald Trump was a counterintelligence operation. That operation began in July 2016. Bill Priestap would have been in charge of that, along with all other, FBI counterintelligence operations.

FBI Deputy Peter Strzok was specifically in charge of the Trump counterintel op. However, Strzok would be reporting to Bill Priestap on every detail and couldn’t (according to structure anyway) make a move without Priestap approval.

On March 20th 2017 congressional testimony, James Comey was asked why the FBI Director did not inform congressional oversight about the counterintelligence operation that began in July 2016.

FBI Director Comey said he did not tell congressional oversight he was investigating presidential candidate Donald Trump because the Director of Counterintelligence suggested he not do so. *Very important detail.*

I cannot emphasize this enough. *VERY* important detail. Again, notice how Comey doesn’t use Priestap’s actual name, but refers to his position and title. Again, watch [Prompted]

FBI Director James Comey was caught entirely off guard by that first three minutes of that questioning. He simply didn’t anticipate it.

Oversight protocol requires the FBI Director to tell the congressional intelligence “Gang of Eight” of any counterintelligence operations. The Go8 has oversight into these ops at the highest level of classification.  In July 2016 the time the operation began, oversight was the responsibility of this group, the Gang of Eight:

Obviously, based on what we have learned since March 2017, and what has surfaced recently, we can all see why the FBI would want to keep it hidden that they were running a counterintelligence operation against a presidential candidate.   After all, as FBI Agent Peter Strzok said it in his text messages, it was an “insurance policy”.

REMINDER – FBI Agent Strzok to FBI Attorney Page:

“I want to believe the path you threw out for consideration in Andy’s office that there’s no way he gets elected – but I’m afraid we can’t take that risk. It’s like an insurance policy in the unlikely event you die before you’re 40.”

So there we have FBI Director James Comey telling congress on March 20th, 2017, that the reason he didn’t inform the statutory oversight “Gang of Eight” was because Bill Priestap (Director of Counterintelligence) recommended he didn’t do it.

Apparently, according to Comey, Bill Priestap carries a great deal of influence if he could get his boss to NOT perform a statutory obligation simply by recommending he doesn’t do it.

Then again, Comey’s blame-casting there is really called creating a ��fall guy”.  FBI Director James Comey was ducking responsibility in March 2017 by blaming FBI Director of Counterintelligence Bill Priestap for not informing congress of the operation that began in July 2016. (9 months prior).

At that moment, that very specific moment during that March 20th hearing, anyone who watches these hearings closely could see FBI Director James Comey was attempting to create his own exit from being ensnared in the consequences from the wiretapping and surveillance operation of candidate Trump, President-elect Trump, and eventually President Donald Trump.

In essence, Bill Priestap was James Comey’s fall guy.  We knew it at the time that Bill Priestap would likely see this the same way.  The guy would have too much to lose by allowing James Comey to set him up.

Immediately there was motive for Bill Priestap to flip and become the primary source to reveal the hidden machinations.  Why should he take the fall for the operation when there were multiple people around the upper-levels of leadership who carried out the operation.

Our suspicions were continually confirmed because there was NO MENTION of Bill Priestap in any future revelations of the scheme team, despite his centrality to all of it.

Bill Priestap would have needed to authorize Peter Strzok to engage with Christopher Steele over the “Russian Dosssier”; Bill Priestap would have needed to approve of the underlying investigative process used for both FISA applications (June 2016, and Oct 21st 2016). Bill Priestap would be the person to approve of arranging, paying, or reimbursing, Christopher Steele for the Russian Dossier used in their counterintelligence operation and subsequent FISA application.

Without Bill Priestap involved, approvals, etc. the entire Russian/Trump Counterintelligence operation just doesn’t happen. Heck, James Comey’s own March 20th testimony in that regard is concrete evidence of Priestap’s importance.

Everyone around Bill Priestap, above and below, were caught inside the investigative net.

Above him: James Comey, Andrew McCabe and James Baker. 

Below him: Peter Strzok, Lisa Page, Jim Rybicki, Trisha Beth Anderson and Mike Kortan. 

Parallel to Priestap in main justice his peer John P Carlin resigned, Sally Yates fired, Mary McCord quit, Bruce Ohr was busted twice, and most recently Dave Laufman resigned.  All of them caught in the investigative net…. Only Bill Priestap remained, quietly invisible – still in position.

The reason was obvious.

Likely Bill Priestap made the decision after James Comey’s testimony on March 20th, 2017, when he realized what was coming.  Priestap is well-off financially; he has too much to lose.  He and his wife, Sabina Menschel, live a comfortable life in a $3.8 million DC home; she comes from a family of money.

While ideologically Bill and Sabina are aligned with Clinton support, and their circle of family and friends likely lean toward more liberal friends; no-one in his position would willingly allow themselves to be the scape-goat for the unlawful action that was happening around them.

Bill Priestap had too much to lose… and for what?

With all of that in mind, there is essentially no-way the participating members inside the small group can escape their accountability with Mr. Bill Priestap cooperating with the investigative authorities.

Now it all makes sense.  Devin Nunes interviewed Bill Priestap and Jim Rybicki prior to putting the memo process into place.  Rybicki quit, Priestap went back to work.

(page 5 pdf)

Bill Priestap remains the Asst. FBI Director in charge of counterintelligence operations.

It’s over.

I don’t want to see this guy, or his family, compromised.  This is probably the last I am ever going to write about him unless it’s in the media bloodstream. I can’t fathom the gauntlet of hatred and threats he is likely to face from the media and his former political social network if they recognize what’s going on.  BP is Deep-Throat x infinity… nuf said.

The rest of this entire enterprise is just joyfully dragging out the timing of the investigative releases in order to inflict maximum political pain upon the party of those who will attempt to excuse the inexcusable.

Then comes the OIG Horowitz report.

Then the grand jury empaneled (if not already); and while Democrats attempt to win seats in the 2018 election, arrests and indictments will hit daily headlines.

Oh, lordy…

#Wealth

[littlejeanniebean]

Hi. I don’t know if you write Scorbus but if you do, could you do “you come to my room at 4am, to cuddle?” for them please? Thank you 🥰

made it a muggle au, hope you don’t mind! :)

The thing about being the only son of a very rich man was that even in boarding school, you got to have your own room. Scorpius had loved it at first. No roommates who might snore or talk or walk in their sleep, who might be incredibly messy or annoying. He liked to keep to himself most of the time, but then he met Albus. 

Albus lived in the room beside his. He was also the son of a very rich man, but not the only child. He had an older brother (on the football team) and a younger sister (on the girls' rugby team). He was very warm and generous with his money, not because he was rich or didn't know the value of it, but because it was simply in his nature. 

They became close friends and eventually, more. 

It was their graduating year and final exams were looming. They were studying until late because Al tended to do everything at the last minute and despite Scorp's own best intentions, Al could be… distracting when he wanted to be. 

When it was determined that no more studying would be done that night, Scorp, the responsible one, in case you couldn't tell, went back to his own room. 

And immediately regretted it.

It was cold and lonely and he had a perfectly good boyfriend next door and what were their teachers going to do this close to the end of the year, give them detention? (They'd had their fair share of those throughout the years. It was usually Al's fault, but there is the argument that the one who falls in love — ahem, that is, who follows the idiot is the bigger idiot.)

Still, Scorp tried to fall asleep on his own. Two hours later, he gave up and let himself back into Al's room.

"Al. Al. Albus. Albus Severus Potter!" he hissed at steadily increasing volumes.

"Wha?" Al blinked and slapped his hand on his nightstand to wake up his shapely lamp. Fancy bastard. Not even Scorp had that one. 

"Move over," said Scorp.

"It's my bed."

"Never said it wasn't."

"What time is it?" 

"4 a.m."

Al rubbed his eyes and rolled over with all the coordination of someone who was not very coordinated when they were fully awake, much less when they were half-asleep. He slapped his hand down on his nightstand again to turn off the light.

Scorp tucked himself in and nuzzled his face into Al's shoulder.

"You come to my room…" Al grunted. "At 4 a.m." He sighed. "To cuddle."

"Goodnight." Scorp decided that this was the only safe answer.

"Yeah, yeah, wha'evuh." If Al had been more awake, he would've rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. "You coulda decided to come back soonuh. 'Stead of wakin' me up at 4 in the bloody a.m."

"We should move in together to keep that from happening in the future."

Al's eyes flew open and he turned to look at Scorp to make sure wasn't joking or being sarcastic (he wasn't). "Okay. But I get to pick the neighborhood. We're not living all the way out in Wiltshire or Cheshire or any other bloody -shire."

"Deal." 

apparently, yes, i do write scorbus now, you incredibly polite anon! thank you for making me stretch my writing muscles with a new ship, i appreciate you! xx

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[littlejeanniebean]

“have you lost your mind?” for hinny 😏

“You know, the only thing I was ever the best at was the one thing no one else could do but me,” said Harry late one night.

“Have you lost your mind?” Ginny mumbled into his shoulder. “You’re good at so many things: dueling —”

“‘Mione’s better —”

“— Quidditch —”

“— you’re better, and not that I’m complaining. I bloody love that you’re —”

“Actually, who even cares about being the best at stuff?” Ginny changed her tone entirely. “Nothing in the real world requires you to be even good at stuff. Fred and George had the right idea back in school —”

“Fred and George were brilliant —”

“— just do the bare minimum and have a blooming good time!” she finished, wide awake now, despite it being 2 a.m. “And I mean, you deserve it after all the shit you had to shovel —”

“Gin, I couldn’t pass my silent apparition test and they gave me more tries than they would’ve given anyone else. It’s not fair —”

“Your wife is a happier wife for you not being on the Black Ops team,” Ginny snuggled in closer, her newly short hair tickling just under his nose. 

“Well, I can’t be pushing paper all my life —”

“Yeah, I agree, that is probably the one thing you’re not good at —”

“— but I feel like a hypocrite tagging along on raids just to say, ‘This is Auror Potter! You’re surrounded! Come out with —’ and then they just come out before I can even finish because they’re too damn scared of my name —”

“Oh, come on, it’s funny, you have to admit —”

“I mean, sure, the first few times, but then it just gets —”

“Ironic?”

“You mean considering what Voldemort was like, yeah.”

She looked up at him seriously, her eyes now fully adjusted to the dark. “You are a good Auror, Harry. More importantly, you’re a good man. Some of them are so used to being the hunters, they don’t know what it’s like to be hunted. You do. They might get to don those fancy black stealth cloaks, but you contribute to mission intelligence, you make sure the innocent don’t get dragged through the mire for some shot at the glory of catching a — what’s the Muggle term, a big fish? And — and this is the best part, really, if we’re being totally honest with ourselves, so pay attention —” Ginny moved so she was straddling him. 

Harry sat up a bit so he was leaning against the headboard. “I’m listening.” 

“You get to come home —” She took off her shirt. “— to your beautiful —” She took off her bra. “— incredibly fit —” She took off her knickers. “— wife.”

Harry’s jaw had gone slack while his hands seemed to develop minds of their own. 

“And there’s one more thing that you’re still —” Ginny leaned in to nip his ear. “— undeniably the best at, Mr. Potter…”

Harry cleared his throat, but his voice came out gruff anyway. “What’s that, Mrs. Potter?” 

“Being a very —” She took off his shirt. “— pleasing —” She took off his joggers. “— husband,” she practically purred.

Harry had not lost his mind yet, but he was more than ready to.

imma go set myself on fire now🔥👀 thank you for this tantalizing prompt, @pianistbynight! :D

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[littlejeanniebean]

“christ can you put some clothes on?” for jily 💖

“Christ, can you put some clothes on?” Lily always used Muggle turns of phrase when she was most annoyed. 

James opened his mouth to say something, but Sirius beat him to it. 

“What?” Sirius looked up ‘innocently.’ “It’s shirts versus skins, Evans, unless you’d prefer to play skins —”

She hit him over the head with the end of her broom, muttering a swift and pointed, “No, thank you.”

Lily didn’t want to play Quidditch, not really, but from the moment McGonagall saw the way she played Seeker in a skirmish in the First Year flying lessons, she’d had her eye on her. By the Second Year, Lily spent the allowance she’d saved up to buy her own broom because having her own broom meant freedom until she could learn to apparate in the Seventh Year. 

By the Third Year, she’d grown fed up with the all-male Quidditch team Gryffindor had and tried out with Marlene. Lily was offered the position of Seeker and immediately turned it down. She had proven her point and she didn’t actually want to play. Then Black had called her too chicken to play a real game, and, well, it escalated from there. 

Now, she was in her Fifth Year and they’d won the cup two years running. The core team was training with the reserves for the first match of the year against Slytherin. 

Lily really wished they’d put some damn clothes on. She was a Seeker, which meant she had to watch the pitch. It had never been a problem before, but James had come back from his summer in Italy with more than a tan. He’d come back aggravatingly fit. No fifteen-year-old should be allowed to have arms or abs like that. Most fifteen-year-olds followed this rule. Of course, James was a Marauder, and that meant he broke all the rules. (Sirius was fit too, possibly more than James, but unlike most girls at Hogwarts, Lily couldn’t imagine being attracted to Sirius with the way he spoke to her.)

“Evans! Brown!” yelled their captain, O’Malley. “I swear I saw the snitch fly past us at least twice since we started!”

Lily grimaced and tried to focus, but it was no use. After O’Malley called her out, James actually turned to look at her every so often with those big hazel eyes of his. He shot her an encouraging smile four times. Her stomach felt like she’d just done a Wronski feint. 

In the end, Brown, who was playing skins with James, Sirius, and O’Malley, caught the snitch. The worst part was, he wasn’t even that good. 

“Alright, Evans?” James watched her studiously as they dismounted. He was still shirtless and now they were close enough that Lily could see the beads of sweat traveling from his brow, down his jaw, to his collarbones and lower…

“Fine,” she grumbled, turning away, her cheeks going red to match her hair.

Before the next practice match later in the day, James put on a plain white t-shirt because the air was getting nippy, and miraculously, Lily caught the snitch five minutes in. 

thank you for asking, anon! hope you liked it! xx

and thank you to the (other? same?) anon to requested jily on the quidditch team (i’m still gonna write your prompt, don’t worry, darling xx)

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[littlejeanniebean]

“christ, put some clothes on!” post-war golden trio era? :)))

"Christ, put some clothes on," Ron muttered to his sister, who was wearing the slinkiest, silkiest black dress she could find in Muggle London. He was picking up all these wonderful Muggle expressions from Hermione lately. 

"Oh, Ron, Ronnikins," Ginny clicked her tongue, slipping on the straps of her stilettos. "My darling brother, whom I love…"

Ron rolled his eyes from where he sat on the couch. "You could just say no. You don’t have to mock me."

"No," Ginny chirped, smiling as she flung open the door of their shared apartment in London. 

“Tell Harry I said hi!” he called after her. 

Ron had moved to be closer to work (he was an Auror) and had stubbornly refused Harry's offers to live for free at Grimmauld. 

Ginny had joined him to be closer to the Harpies training grounds (and Harry). Her favorite thing about London was that no one ever noticed a damn thing. She walked right into the middle of a bustling street and apparated to Grimmauld Place. The magical knocker recognized her immediately and let her in. 

Harry was in the kitchen. He was a brilliant cook, and this assessment coming from someone who had grown up on Molly Weasley’s meals was high praise.

"Hi," he said. Harry was never a boy (and now a man) of many words. And he was a sucker for his girlfriend in Muggle fashion.

"Hi," Ginny breathed, looking him up and down unabashedly.

His hypnotizing dress shirt was rolled up to his elbows and it fit him just right around the biceps. The frames of his glasses highlighted his defined cheekbones and his hands were warm against her bare skin when he kissed her. 

“Does this dress… not have a back?” He moved his thumb up and down her spine. 

“And are you wearing custom Madame Malkin’s?” Ginny traced a finger down the front of his enchanted dress shirt and watched the material turn temporarily transparent underneath her touch. 

Harry’s entire abdomen was on display from where she was pressed against him. “Heh, yeah… er, do you like it?”

She looked up at him from under her thick lashes, all prettied up with mascara. “What do you think?”

Harry chuckled, his pupils blown. “Well, I’m glad you’re having fun. I feel like a stripper.”

Ginny raised her eyebrows, fiddling with the top button of his shirt, slipping it in and out of the hole. “Are you saying you wouldn’t give your girlfriend a strip-tease if she asked you nicely?”

Harry pressed his lips together, which was never a good sign. It meant he was controlling himself. And Ginny really wanted him to lose control tonight.

“Are the trousers —”

“Muggle.” Harry grinned at her cheekily. He could also be a tease when he wanted to. 

“Damn.” She watched him turn his attention back to the stove. “You should learn some cooking spells. Then dinner could take care of itself…” Her fingers carded through his untameable dark locks. “And you could take care of me.”

Harry growled from the back of his throat. “Gin…”

It was a warning, but Ginny took it as an encouragement. “You know how skin-tight this dress is, don’t you?”

“Nngh…” 

“How thin…” She whispered into the shell of his ear. “And delicate.” 

Harry felt his throat go dry. “I…”

“So, naturally, I’m not wearing anything under it.” Ginny glanced down. “And by the looks of it, you’re not wearing anything under your clothes either.”

Harry let dinner burn for the first time since he was eight. Only this time, he had no regrets. 

thanks so much for this ask, @pianistbynight! i made it hinny, specifically, hope you still liked it! xx

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[littlejeanniebean]

Prompt. I had a wet dream with you and now i can't look at you in the eyes without blushing Jily! But marichat or hinny would do the trick

“Lily...”

“Hmm,” she hummed right by his ear, the vibrations shooting straight through him. 

“Lily...” he drew out the ‘y’ in her name this time, begging.

“If you want something baby boy, all you gotta do is ask…” she leaned back so he could see the flush of her cheeks, the thin rim of green around her blown pupils, and her deep red hair was a beautiful, fluffy mess, coming down around her bare shoulders.

James’ eyes wandered further down.

And then he woke up. 

Oh, this was going to go over well with the Head Girl/his new girlfriend whom he loved and didn’t want to completely scare off after years of, well, doing just that, apparently. 

He tried to get downstairs earlier than usual so he wouldn’t have to walk to the Great Hall with her, but then he’d chickened out because he didn’t want her to walk alone and think he was an inconsiderate boyfriend when he was trying to be the exact opposite.

“Good morning,” she chirped, slinging her book bag across her shoulders so the strap went right across her chest, accentuating the curves of her —

“Morning.” James was determined to keep his eyes on her face, but looking into her eyes just made his cheeks heat up. “Let’s break to go fast — Let’s go to breakfast.”

Lily hummed, smiling as she looped her arm through his. “Did you get enough sleep last night?”

James was sure she’d only meant it to sound teasing as far as his word-finding difficulties, but he couldn’t help but react to it as though it were something more. And James tended to react very physically to his girlfriend. 

Luckily, if he shoved his hand into the pocket of his slacks, he could adjust it discreetly while walking. 

He barely ate anything at breakfast, so he could leave before Lily did. Then he made up some excuse in every single class they shared to sit with Sirius. (It was always some variant of ‘He’s going to hurt someone, most likely himself’ or ‘He’s been complaining that I’ve abandoned him.’) 

But he couldn’t avoid her when they both got back to the common room in the evening. 

“Are you avoiding me?” Lily asked him without preamble. 

Oh, yeah, James could see it all now, he’d say, “Yes.”

She’d say, “Why?”

He’d say, “I had a wet dream with you and now I can't look at you in the eyes without blushing.”

And she would be disgusted and break up with him and he would die alone. 

Lily bit her bottom lip. “Are you… mad at me?”

James didn’t trust himself to speak when her pretty pink lips were getting all cute and puffy from her ministrations. So he just shook his head aggressively and hoped she understood that he definitely was not mad at her so much as mad for her. 

“Then…” Lily’s eyes turned downcast. “Are you bored with me?”

James’ eyes widened in horror. “What? No! I had a wet dream with you and now I can't... look at you... in the eyes... without blushing.” Oh, yeah, this was going to go over so well.

First, Lily’s eyes widened. The shock always took a moment to set in with her.

Then her cheeks turned bright red like her hair. The anger always came next.

And then she launched herself at him and kissed him fiercely, one hand tugging him down to her level by his tie and the other scrambling up the back of his sweater. 

Okay, this was new.

“Hmm,” she hummed into his mouth, the vibrations shooting straight through him. 

“Lily...” he drew out the ‘y’ in her name this time, begging.

“If you want something baby, all you gotta do is ask…” she leaned back so he could see the flush of her cheeks and the thin rim of green around her blown pupils.

“I am,” he breathed, bringing her close again. “I want you.”

aaaannnd quadruple space 👀 you made me write 100 words more than normal @constancezin!! hot damn! 😅🙈🔥

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