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laresearchette · 1 year

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Friday, December 02, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: CHRISTMAS WITH THE CAMPBELLS (AMC+) SLOW HORSES (Apple TV+) DARBY AND THE DEAD (Disney + Star) THE GREAT AMERICAN BAKING SHOW: CELEBRITY HOLIDAY (The Roku Channel) HOTEL FOR THE HOLIDAYS (CTV Life) 7:00pm MATT ROGERS: HAVE YOU HEARD OF CHRISTMAS? (Crave) 10:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? A BIG FAT FAMILY CHRISTMAS (Premiering on December 04 on Crave at 12:40pm) CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF CHRISTMAS (Premiering on December 08 on CTV Life at 7:00pm) THE CROODS: FAMILY TREE (TBD - YTV) DESTINATION FEAR (TBD - DTour) FATAL FAMILY REUNION (TBD - Lifetime Canada) HOW DO THEY DO IT? (TBD - Science)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA THE CROODS RICHES (Season 1) THREE PINES YOUR CHRISTMAS OR MINE

CBC GEM MY OLD SCHOOL QUESTION TEAM SISI STAY TOONED

CRAVE TV 1UP COCAINE, PRISON & LIKES: ISABELLE’S TRUE STORY (Episodes 1-3) COMEDY CENTRAL’S JEFF DUNHAM – ME THE PEOPLE DEEP HEDGEHOGS THE HUNGER GAMES THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY: PART 1 THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY: PART 2 A LITTLE PRINCESS MATT ROGERS: HAVE YOU HEARD OF CHRISTMAS THE POWERPUFF GIRLS MOVIE TITANIC (1997)

DISNEY + STAR DIARY OF A WIMPY KID 2: RODRICK RULES MICKEY SAVES CHRISTMAS PENTATONIX: AROUND THE WORLD FOR THE HOLIDAYS

NETFLIX CANADA FIREFLY LANE (Season 2 Part 1) HOT SKULL LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER MY UNORTHODOX LIFE (Season 2) SCROOGE: A CHRISTMAS CAROL "SR." SUPERMODEL ME: REVOLUTION (Season 1) WARRIORS OF FUTURE

FIFA WORLD CUP SOCCER (TSN/TSN3/TSN4/TSN5) 9:45am: Korea Republic vs. Portugal (TSN2) 9:45am: Ghana vs. Uruguay (TSN/TSN3/TSN4/TSN5) 1:45pm: Camaroon vs. Brazil (TSN2) 1:45pm: Serbia vs. Switzerland (TSN/TSN4) 9:00pm: Match of the Day

NLL LACROSSE (TSN3) 6:00pm: Wings vs. Thunderbirds

NHL HOCKEY (TSN5) 7:00pm: Sens vs. Rangers (TSN3) 8:00pm: Blue Jackets vs. Jets

NBA BASKETBALL (SN/SN1) 7:30pm: Raptors vs. Nets (TSN2) 7:30pm: Lakers vs. Bucks (SN1) 10:00pm: Bulls vs. Warriors

MARKETPLACE (CBC) 8:00pm: Investigating CDI College and uncovering a pattern of using misleading information to enroll students; the questionable claims about accreditation and revealing the real cost of dropping out.

RODEO NATION (APTN) 8:00pm: It's the moment we've all been waiting for! Cameron, Lionel, PJ and Jake travel to Las Vegas, each determined to become the next world champion. Cameron goes head-to-head with past champ, Jayco Roper, while Lionel attempts to recover from some big buck-offs.

MY SOUTHERN FAMILY CHRISTMAS (W Network) 8:00pm: Under the guise of a journalist, Campbell has a chance to get to know her biological father for the first time -- without him ever knowing who she really is.

CATERING CHRISTMAS (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: Fledgling caterer Molly Frost is hired by perfectionist Jean Harrison for the renowned Harrison Foundation's annual Christmas Gala, but things get complicated when she falls for Jean's nephew.

TRAVEL MAN: 48 HOURS IN… (CBC) 8:30pm: Richard Ayoade is joined by comedian Joe Wilkinson for a 48-hour fling around the historic city of Krakow. Poland's second city is known for its culture, fairy-tale old town and baked goods.

CATWALK 2: THE COMEBACK CATS DOCUMENTARY (CBC) 9:00pm: Exploring the stories of the people and cats involved in the competitive cat show circuit.

TRANSPLANT (CTV) 9:00pm: Bash's psychiatrist suggests an unexpected form of therapy; Mags gets evicted and meets an old patient who holds a grudge; Theo makes some questionable choices with a patient's mother; June's personal and professional worlds collide.

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF CHESHIRE (Slice) 9:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): Reality series which looks at the homes, and lifestyles of Cheshire's most glamorous residents.

SUNDOWN (Crave) 9:00pm: A wealthy man is vacationing with loved ones at a resort in Acapulco, Mexico until he receives a phone call. There's been a death in the family, and everyone must return home. However, the man pretends to lose his passport, which delays his return.

CANADA'S DRAG RACE: CANADA VS. THE WORLD (Crave 2) 9:00pm: You're invited to The Weather Ball on this week's episode of Canadas Drag Race: Canada vs the World.

1UP (Starz Canada) 9:00pm: Valerie is a competitive gamer whose impressive skills have landed her a place on her university's male-dominated esports team. Told she'll never be a starting player, Valerie forms an all-girl team to take down the guys at the national championship.

CRIME BEAT (Global) 10:00pm: Terrie Ann Dauphinais, a young Metis woman, is found dead in her home; her death was deemed a homicide, but no charges were ever laid, and the case went cold; new developments in the investigation lead to a dramatic turn of events.

CASEY ANTHONY: HER FRIENDS SPEAK (Super Channel Fuse) 10:00pm: More than seven years after her acquittal, Casey Anthony's friends recall their tense interviews with police and the media circus surrounding her high-profile trial in which she faced the death penalty after her daughter was found dead.

#cdntv #cancon #canadian tv #canadian tv listings #marketplace #rodeo nation #travel man: 48 hours in...#transplant #canada's drag race #crime beat #fifa world cup #nll lacrosse #nhl hockey #nba basketball

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rational-mastermind · 2 years

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Okay so I know literally nobody here would care but I’mma gonna ramble on anyways like someone does.

I love using heroforge. And if anyone’s unfamiliar with it; it’s a website used to create custom 3D miniatures of any character you want. And if you have a pro subscription you’ll gain a few perks like lighting, settings, and being able to put up to two minis on one stand. I do not have a pro subscription.

That being said, in the dnd campaign my husband dms, Moonshiners, there are 13 gods of a homebrew pantheon. They play a pretty significant role in the campaign so far and I love it every time our party gets to interact with any one of them.

Here’s the lineup, from oldest to youngest using the second picture for reference under the cut along with a little story of exactly the kinda headache I went through in order to get this to come out right.

There’s Catna. The purple lady in the middle. She created literally everything.

Adma, the blue green lady on the left of Catna. She’s the goddess of Magic.

There’s Tasmus and Pheona, the god and goddess of Fertility and Purity (to the right of Catna.)

There’s Emi, (to the left with the glasses), she’s the goddess of Knowledge.

Tasmus and Catna together had Bermir (Union on the right), Gomir (Life in the middle), and Zanna (Death on the left) which are the three beneath Taz and Pheona.

Zanna and Gomir had Ferdor (Chaos standing next to Knowledge) and Utar (Luck standing behind Zanna in the middle).

Ferdor created the purple cat next to him, Cheshire. (Yes.. Cheshire Cat.) And he wanted powerful children so with Catna he had three daughters (very Greek Mythology).

Lydia, the goddess of Dragons (take a wild guess). Diane, the goddess of Giants. Croatia, the goddess of Monsters.

Now here’s how this shit went down....

I had the models sitting for a while. I like to pose them occasionally for fun (along with roughly 70 other models I’ve made). But then I decided it was time to see the family reunion.

In order to do this, because I don’t have a subscription with Heroforge, I had to individually pose each character in individual tabs. This helps me control the individual height of each god (cause they are different) and helps me get ideas of how exactly I want to compose the final product (and make it look like they’re all interacting).

Having 13 different tabs open with 3D models already bogged my computer down enough as it was. It’s a small laptop, it’s not meant to do much.

But then it started *raining*. And as is the norm with thunderstorms out where I live; it started knocking the internet around. I had been working on this for *hours*. I had them all saved in static poses, I hadn’t saved them in these new ones. I was on the TENTH...GOD... There are multiple wings and arms that all need to be individually posed from each other (which unfortunately is lost on Croatia and Catna.) The cameras for all thirteen needed to be positioned *just right*. I hadn’t even gotten to screenshotting these bitches and it was dinner time. I don’t get to work and eat at the same time; I have to stop and come eat dinner with us. Moreover, as the internet blinked out I had closed the lid to my laptop while I went to use the bathroom. Meaning that if I opened it while the internet was still out, the tabs would all try to reload and inevitably crash, making me lose my progress.

I was waiting for a solid half-hour for a window of time when the internet was stable and proceeded to quickly screenshot whatever gods I had done and try to wrap up the last of them. Part of which included needing to go back and update one of their outfits because it would be more fitting to their character that way. @_@

I had them saved with individual screenshots and that was a whole day.

The next day I began tracing over each of them with the freeform cropping tool in Firealpaca. Cutting away all the background of the website and keeping the charatcers, working to make sure to prevent any stupid highlight rings left over. This shit had to be tight as a drum. It had to be pixel perfect.

Naturally I couldn’t do all of them in a single day either so that was fun.

Then when I finally was done I had to go back and adjust everyone’s heights accordingly and that was about the easiest part of the whole thing... Then I had to work on Lydia, the Dragon. Cause THIS is what the fucking defaults look like in Heroforge.

And this was the complete FACELIFT I had to give her. Feel free to look between the pics carefully and play “Spot the difference”. Might I also mention; I’ve well exited the realm of “I’ve done this before” by the point. I never drew scales and I never drew over a 3D model like this. Thank GOD for the airbrush and blur tool. @_@

Not only that, but her wings needed fixing too. Cause they had this pointless purple shit all over the edges of the webs and I wanted a smoother look for an immortal GOD.

Then I went through each individual god and began working on highlights and special effects to solidify which ones did what things. And adding extra details I’m sure no one can see like sparkles on Adma’s skin, the stars in Catna’s galaxy face, the scales, etc.

So screw you I’m gonna make sure you can see them and the differences.

I went over 60 layers to get this all done. That’s not too uncommon for larger projects but again, my laptop was being pushed a bit. And it had taken me four...days...to finally layer up all the special effects and getting a decent background and arrange the characters well enough into a formation that would make some semblance of sense.

On top of living the rest of my life which included one day of being utterly depressed because I had holed myself up soo much into this project all alone that I was in desperate need of some external stimulation through conversation with another living being, and another day (today actually) where I had gotten to bed late and even then still didn’t get more than an hour’s worth of sleep. I feel crappy and terrible but I’m...glad..that this is done.. I’m glad I found a background for this. (Which can be found here)

I’m glad I’m done with this.. And I hope that if it catches your fancy that you enjoy this too.

And if you read this post all the way through...thank you. Thank you for validating the effort it took to make this.

#dnd #dnd ocs #dragon #giant #gods #mythology #heroforge #3d modeling #my ocs #monster oc #fuck dude idk what you'd tag this as #my art

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loudlyhappycupcake · 2 years

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It's a family reunion

#disney #ever after high #alice in wonderland #the cheshire cat #cheshire cat #kitty cheshire #the cheshire cats #crossover #edit #family reunion

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adiarosefandoms · 2 years

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Today in Fandom History: April 19

Fandom: Actors

April 19, 1946, Tim Curry was born. A personal favorite actor of mine, horror fans will recognize him as none other than the original Pennywise the Dancing Clown in the 1990 IT movie and miniseries that instilled the fear of clowns in every child. He was also the original Dr. Frank N’ Furter in the cult classic Rocky Horror Picture Show, even going from the theater stage to the silver screen for the movie adaptation in 1975. Both these films have become a part of pop culture and help define the generation they were part of. Curry was also in Clue (another cult classic and favorite of mine), Home Alone 2, Annie, 1993′s The Three Musketeers, The Hunt for Red October, Adams Family Reunion, Muppets Treasure Island, Ferngully (am I the only one who knows this movie?), and Legend among others. I really didn’t realize how much Tim Curry defined my childhood, and how different the movies I watched as a child were compared to others my age, until I actually started seeking out cult classics only to notice I’d seen a lot. This is actually the first time I listed projects in one of these posts and I have the great pleasure of saying I have seen every last one. I mean, come on. You have to see the all the movies of a man nicknamed the Cheshire Cat. I love this man. 90% of his work is so freaking weird, it’s absolutely marvelous. Whether he’s playing a killer butler (in one of three endings), a pirate, the Adams patriarch, the devil, an alien, or an alien clown, Curry absolutely kills it on stage. Happy 76th birthday Tim Curry. Fearless with his art, he truly is one in a million. He stole our hearts, in the theater, with his charmingly dark performances.

“I’m not a conventional leading man at all and have no wish to be.” -Tim Curry

A good movie marathon is “Tim Curry Flicks”. Especially if you stick to the cult classics. An endless night of It, Rocky Horror, Clue, and Legend. Does anyone understand the Clue structure in the last line? Please tell me there are people out there who love this man as much as I do.

#today in fandom history #Tim Curry #IT #Pennywise #IT 1990 #Rocky Horror #The rocky horror picture show #Frank-N-Furter #Annie #actor #legend #clue

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hollyharper · 3 years

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I think DC neds to do a five year time skip. Take their entire continuity and more it forward five years. Give us fans something new.

Maybe Bruce and Selina finally tied the knot, maybe they even have a little Helena Wayne. Their starting to train her to follow in their footsteps. Just have a bunch of sevens of the little three year old doing splits with her mom, learning how to analyze samples with her dad. Damien teaching her to fight. And of course, all the older siblings spoiling her rotten. Bruce is simply happy to spend time with his wife and kids. Selina still loves her cats. The house is over run with them, domestic and wild.

Dick and Babs should definitely be married. They have a two year old boy, James, after Barbara’s brother. Maybe even start with Barbara’s second pregnancy. This time a girl named Mary, after Dick’s mom. They have a large apartment in Blùdhavan. Dick is still Nightwing. Barbara struggles juggling her roles as his partner and wife, Batman, and The Bird’s Oracle, and being a mom. The Alfred Pennyworth foundation is thriving, and Babs resented reclaimed Gotham Clean Energy. Being the genius she is is Barbara refuses to send her kids to public school. Dick worries that adds to much extra stress to her life. She loves it. To thank her for all of her hard work, Dick brings home little gifts for her at least once a week. These presents range from chocolate bars to new computer equipment. As much as he loves when Babs cooks, Dick usually prepares their meals.

What would truly be a bomb, would be to put Jason in serious relationship. Personally, I would go with Helena Bertenilli. They started working together as partners. As they spent more time together, it became clear that they both were looking for a more intimate relationship. Their shared understanding of loss brought them closer together, until their relationship turned into lovers. Helen’s exceptional skill as a history teacher, earned her a place at Gotham High. Seeing Jason’s talent with kids, her confided him to get a teaching job as well. He mostly teaches P.E. at Gotham Academy, but also has a black smith class. He makes knives and sword son the weekend, and sells them to make money on the side. On the Battlefield, Huntress and Red Hood are inseparable, and on of the best teams Batman has. They both deeply love each other, but are afraid to talk about commitment.

Tim and Stephine are currently have issues. They’ve had an on and off relationship for the last year. Tim has entirely taken over running Wayne Enterprises. He works all day, and is out as Red Robin most of the night. His exhaustion puts a massive strain on their relationship. He feels bad about having so little time for Steph, and to show her how much he loves, her is planning to propose. Stephine feels neglected. As much as she loves Tim, his constant stress weighs on her. After talking with her mentors, she has decided that time apart would be good for both her and Tim, but she doesn’t know how to tell him. Steph has been job bouncing for awhile, another reason she’s cautious about leaving.

Cass is still Bruce’s angel child. She has little interest in dating. Her main focus is always the mission. Barbara believes she needs to get a job and stop relying on Bruce for funding. The only idea she even considered, was Helena’s suggestion to become a federal agent. Bruce strongly opposes the idea. After her father died, Cass has been trying to patch things up with her mom, who unsurprisingly wants Cass to join the League of Shadows.

At first, Damien was reluctant to accept Selina, though he would never admit, he was still hoping for his parents to work things out. When Bruce married Selina, it became clear Talia wasn’t coming back. Over time, she grew on him. Selina was the one to figure out that Damien missed his mother. After some negotiations, she convinced Bruce to invite Talia over for the holidays. It became an eagerly anticipated tradition for Damien. Talia as brings food and gifts for him. It’s the one time of year when Damian’s almost always smiles. Dami adores his little sister, and has even sworn to protect her at all costs. His relationship with Flatline died out very quickly after their meeting. Mostly, because of how immature they both were. Four years, and a sweet ex later, they meet once again on the field of battle. Again sparks flew, leading to a passionate reunion, and another hero and villain love story.

Jade and Lian were recently reunited. Their relationship is still on rocky ground, but Jade is determined to make up for the time she missed with her daughter. She makes every effort to connect with Lian, even while fighting shadows from her past. Every night, to two will sit on the roof outside of Lian’s window. Their shared interest in astronomy is a safe topic, one they touch on often. Lian wants a relationship with her mother, but is afraid Jade will leave again. Jade’s proud that her daughter took the name Cheshire Cat, and love watching her daughter in action, even though it’s usually from a distance.

Dinah and Oliver have been married for a few years. They found out pretty soon that they can’t have kids. After the news, Dinah went into depression. Their friends and family stepped up to help. Bruce tried to convince them to adopt. Neither want to, until they meet a feisty young girl named Kayleigh. Kayleigh is closed off, with deep wounds. She’s trying to become a vigilant in Star City. Her methods are overly violent. Oliver sees his younger self in her and brings her under his wing. Dinah takes a little to warm up to her. Kayleigh gives them both quite a bit of trouble, but their determined to read her. But Kayleigh’s secrets are something that could shatter their belief in her. She knows the day the find out, will be the last time she has anything close to a family.

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wagner-fell · 3 years

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Spiders Are Ugly And Other Lies Capitalism Has Told Us (part one)

“Dad,” Astrid called out, shutting the coral coloured front door behind her. “Are you home?”

She dumped her cream tote bag spray painted with the words ‘Washing Machine Heart’ in big, rainbow letters onto one of the stools facing the granite countertop. The rest of the Merry Hoes followed suit. It was weird seeing a person as chaotic as Astrid in such a calm environment.

They were all spending the summer in LA with Astrid and her Dad. It had taken a while for Kevin to convince his family it was a good idea. Especially because he and Blessica had finally put years of pinning behind them. Making out on Kit’s bed at Mina’s third birthday party certainly wasn’t the way they had envisioned it but as the longing was over with, they were happy.

The Chu’s didn’t love the idea of their son living in a different country for three months with his girlfriend but we’re on board once Kevin assured them there was no possible way Blessica could get pregnant.

Kit wasn’t officially sleeping at the Yang’s but at the Institute with his boyfriend. Julian wasn’t so thrilled about the situation but Emma was. She was positively ecstatic about having a training partner as skilled as Kit was, courtesy of Jem and Tessa. Though staying a thirty minute drive away (on the wrong side of the road, Mari noted) wouldn’t keep Kit away for long. Even now he was with them instead of having his own reunion make out session.

Speaking of making out…

Mari rested their chin on the top of Astrid’s head and wrapped their arms around her middle. “Why don’t you show us your room while we wait for your dad to get home.”

It was kinda perfect, Mari often remarked, that she realized her feelings for their best friend weren’t so platonic as she previously led herself to believe at the same time they and Kit realized they were better off as just platonic.

Astrid hit her hand playfully. “That’s not fair!” she whined! ”How dare you take advantage of my constant hornyness when my God-fearing Presbyterian father could be in the next room? Shame! Shame on you, shame on your family, shame on your cow.”

“I’m pretty sure it’s ‘dishonor’”, said Kit, who didn’t even look up from his phone when he addressed her, “but go off I guess.”

Astrid looked like she was questioning all her life choices up to this point. “A white boy knows Mulan better than me.” She shook her head in disgust. Mari could feel the loose hairs of her girlfriend’s ponytail ticking her exposed collar bone. “Mulan.”

Mari laughed before softly brushing their lips against Astrid mop of bleached strands of pastel yellow, pink and blue mixed magnificently with her natural inky black.

“Is hornyness even a word?” Kevin wondered aloud as he observed the knickknacks placed at even intervals utop the kitchen cabinets. Blessica was with him. She was gazing at one of a crab steering a ship when she spotted a slim piece of paper taped below it.

“Ast,” she called. The both looked in her direction, despite Blessica needing the attention of one. “Your dad says he won’t be home till seven. Emergency at work.”

“Which leaves us more than enough time to pack and head over to meet Ty, Dru and Thaìs at the arcade,” said Kit. He finally turned his phone off and shoved it into the back pocket of his ripped jeans. “Marstrid can do the ol’ devil’s tango then catch up to us.”

‘Marstrid’ wrinkled their noses. “I thought we agreed on Astari, Christopher.”

“Astari sounds gayer,” confirmed Kevin, his eyes never leaving the miniature decorations.

“Not to be rude but why does Astari sound gayer?” asked a visibly confused Blessica.

“Because,” answered Mari, unraveling herself from Astrid to slide onto one of the bar stools and reaching into the Jolly Rancher jar, blindly searching for a green, “Astari has ‘star’ in it. Star equals astrology. An obsession with astrology is the price you pay for the gay agenda. Besides, Marstrid sounds like an old southern lady.” Then she furrowed her eyebrows and swiveled to face Astrid. “Southern is Texas, right?” Astrid nooded, a smile so big the Cheshire Cat would be jealous.

Without looking, she stuck her hand in the jar and pulled out a green apple flavoured hard candy on her first try. She held it out to Mari, who snatched it out of her hand with an angry huff.

“Hey, Ast, where do you guys keep the crisps?” asked Kevin when he finished inspecting all the knickknacks.

“Uh, under the barbecue sauce, I think.”

Kit’s eyes lit up. “So I’m sitting there”- Astrid understood what was happening in just enough time to quote- “barbecue sauce on my titties” in unison.

Mari put her head into their open palms, still sucking on the pity candy. “Why is this my type?”

“Are you sure this is the right place?” asked Blessica as Kit attempted to parallel park outside the location Ty had texted him to meet at. Key word, attempt. When Tessa had taught him to drive, he’d been such a disaster at parallel parking she had instructed him to ‘take the underground when tight spaces might be a possibility.’ Which he prided himself in doing. But this was America and the underground was called the subway, so, technically, no rules were being broken.

“Yes, Blessie, I’m certain.”

“Okay. Just checking cause a few turns back the GPS said-”

“Blessie!” He nearly crashed into the car in front of him.

“Right. Shutting up.”

When Kit managed to park with minimal damage and the three were about to exit, the voice of Nicki Minaj boomed from his pocket. Ty was calling him. He accepted the call, putting it on speaker.

“Hello Tiberius.” There was giggling from the other end of the line. A groan soon followed it.

“It’s been a year,” came the annoyed voice of Dru. “Get over your British kink already.” Kevin’s laughter echoed from the backseat.

“Hey Ty!

“Hi Kevin.”

”Hey Dru!”

“Fuck off.”

“Ouch. Why do you feel the need to hurt me so?” Blessica laughed.

“Hey…Thaìs?”

“Here,” replied Thaìs cheerfully.

“Are you here yet,” asked Ty.

“Uh, yeah! We were just getting out of the rental car when you called. You didn’t tell me it was going to be crowded. I had to parallel park!”

“What are you talking about?” interrupted Dru. ”There are only four cars in the parking lot.”

“But,” Ty countered, “there are lots of Billy’s Fun Zones’ around here. You guys must have got mixed up and taken a wrong turn. I could have sworn I sent you the correct location on GPS.” Maybe Ty said more on the subject but Kit could hear anything or see anything except the superior smirk Blessica was giving him.

He covered the speaker. “Not. A. Word.” And no word came out of her mouth the entire ride to the correct Billy’s Fun Zone but the ‘I told you so’ look on her face spoke loud enough.

Kit slid back into the booth next to Ty, handing him his pretzel. Ty kissed him on the check in gratitude.

Dru and Ty were right. About this one being empty. He told him he had heard about it from Alyssa. Her pack frequented it often. They were left alone because, well, there was no one else there to bother them.

“Where are Astrid and Mari?” he asked.

“Fucking. I think. Or maybe just making out. I’ll know which one when they finish.” When Ty gave him a puzzled look he continued, “Astrid describes it all to me in full detail. I honestly don’t know whether she doesn’t have a filter or she just needs someone to scream to about how amazing Mari is.”

“Why can’t it be both?”

“True, true.”

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Ty picked up the conversation again. “When Thaìs first met Astrid, she had a huge crush on her. They got along great. I always thought they would end up together. Or hook up at the very least.”

“Huh, that’s funny,” observed Kit.

“What is?”

“When me and Mari split, I was planning on trying to set them up with Thaìs. But then I caught her ans Astrid making out in a storage closet at school. Which, in hindsight, was pretty stupid cause they were in there so I wouldn’t be sad Mari moved on when I opened the door in the first place avoiding her to call you.”

“Hmmmm.”

The gears in Ty’s head were visibly turning. Kit loved watching this process. An idea was forming in his boyfriend’s genius mind, he could sense it.

“What is their stance on monogamy?” he asked finally.

“Um, fuck, hold on. Mari sent me this whole speech about it.” Kit scrolled through his phone at a rapid rate before he saw what he was looking for. He cleared his throat and began reading aloud.

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:52 AM: monogamy is just another lie capitalism has fed us

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:55 AM: like, for example, the notion that house spiders are ugly and to be feared

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:56 AM: it’s just to sell bug spray

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:56 AM: same with monogamy

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:56 AM: pointless!!!

Mari_da_bisexual_whore, sent 1:58 AM: in conclusion, if I want to join a polyam cult, who tf is the government to stop me?

Kev-Kev, sent 2:01 AM: mari please go to sleep

Bless-ing_to_the_world, sent 2:04 AM: ^^^^^^^^^^^

Mitski_my_love, sent 2:05 AM: preach!

Mitski_my_love, sent 2:05 AM: go off queen

By the time Kit was finished with his dramatic reading, Ty’s plan was fully formed.

“That settles it! We are going to play matchmakers!”

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Alyssa, Ty’s friend mentioned is @thechangeling OC, not mine.

@the-blackdale @the-wckd-powers @adoravel-fenomeno @thomas-gaypanic-lightwood @illusions-give-reasons-to-live @ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped @im-not-ruined-im-ruination @sofiatheskeleton @cncnbr @its-taff @noah-herondale-lightwood @maxboythedog @arangiajoan @shelvesofgold @book-dragon-not-worm sorry if I missed anyone LMK if you want to be added or removed from The tag List!!

#mari machado sotomayor #mari machado #mari the werewolf #tiberius blackthorn #dru blackthorn #ty blackthorn #drusilla blackthorn #blessica reyes #the merry hoes #kevin chu #astrid yang #kit rook #kit herondale #thais pedroso #the secrets of blackthorn hall #the wicked powers

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your-local-grinning-cat · 27 days

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OOOO Chenya~

Guess what happened today!

DISNEY’S TWISTED WONDERLAND MOBILE GAME FINALLY RELEASED A CHE’NYA CARD?!? 🙀

#for legal purposes this is a joke #…unless?#che’nya chats #che’nya knows no 4th wall #che’nya grins #twst rp #che’nya rp #Cheshire Cat family reunion

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davebehave186 · 3 years

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Have a potato:

As we all know, BMBLB was added at the last minute by Jeff Williams to the RWBY Volume 4 Soundtrack. What we also know is that Jeff has future knowledge of the show and his songs are all allusions to certain portions of RWBY’s story. As I was remembering this song on the way home from work, I realized that while it is a ‘Bumbleby’ song, it is also a preview of volume 9 (possibly of course).

The song BMBLB has too many allusions to Alice in Wonderland (and Through the Looking Glass) to be a coincidence in my opinion. So, while the song is about Blake and Yang, it is also about Yang’s (and potentially others’) journey through the abyss (Wonderland).

Just a breakdown of possible allusions, I’m not looking to go too potato here…

There's a garden where I go – Signifies Yang falling through the world, eventually finding a garden (as Alice does)

If you meet me there no one will know - EDIT: this could mean only Blake will be in Yang’s wonderland

In the springtime in the sun – The Spring Maiden is Raven, I personally think it is possible that Raven met the same fate as Yang, resulting in her drastic personality change and abandoning her family. The Spring Maiden is known for making things grow, like in a garden (and having a good singing voice)

We can be alone without anyone

All the butterflies and the birds – Allusions to the Dodo and Bread-and-Butterfly of Alice in Wonderland, could also signify the Caterpillar eventually transforming into a butterfly (or Yang changing, but not in a bad way)

Keep our secret no they won't say a word

But they watch us and they know

And they're happy as they see our love grow

We'll sit for a while – Sitting for a while, perhaps at a tea party?

As I drink in your smile – drinking in a smile (also like a tea party?), Smile alluding to Cheshire Cat, Drinking tea... Blake’s favorite drink

It feels like a dream that's come true

My head starts to buzz - EDIT: maybe the fantasy world taking a stronger hold?

And my heart fills with love

Over you...

Baby can't you see?

You could be with me

We could live inside a garden of ecstasy – Alice eventually reaches the garden after being guided by the Chesshire Cat

You could be my queen – Allusions to the Queen of Hearts(?)

I could be your dream

Our lives like a fantasy

Maybe set me free? – Meaning that somebody is trapped, possibly Yang in Wonderland?

Let me be your bumblebee

Now the flowers are in bloom – This is the part where I think Blake may enter… Also alludes to the flowers from Alice in Wonderland

And you've chased away my darkness and gloom – Saddened by loss of Yang

When the wind blows through the trees

And your voice is like a song in the breeze – Hearing Yang’s voice cheers her up

My doubts disappear – She no longer feels lost (I sort of think they are going to have a hard time wanting to leave wherever they are)

Every time that you're near

The clouds seem to run from the sky – Canonically a scene when Yang cheers up Blake on the train

The thought of your kiss – Blake confronting her feelings for Yang

Sends my soul into bliss

I get high

Baby can't you see? - EDIT: I’m pretty sure this whole section is one or both of of the girls pining

You could be with me

We could live inside a garden of ecstasy

You could be my queen

I could be your dream

Our lives like a fantasy – This and the previous line saying that they are trapped in their own Wonderlands, I kind of wonder if each member of RWBY will enter their own fantasy story with Blake and Yang having overlapping portions

Maybe set me free?

Let me be your-

Like a serenade – I’m still not sure who is singing, maybe the flowers, maybe the Cheshire Cat, maybe the Spring Maiden…

Every word you say

Has me fallin'

More and more in love with you

Like a Purdie* beat

You are oh so sweet

Every day is sunny, tastes like honey

Feel so alive take me back to the hive

Baby can't you see? - Edit: both?

You could be with me - Yang?

We could live inside a garden of ecstasy - Yang not wanting to leave?

You could be my queen - Yang? with queen reference

I could be your dream - Blake?

Our lives like a fantasy - Blake?

Maybe set me free? - Blake trapped in Wonderland?

Let me be your bumblebee – Both: Somehow Blake and Yang admitting their budding feelings will change them as people and allow them to escape their Wonderland.

Throughout the song there are lines such as getting high (from love), fantasy, and dreaming. I think this refers to Yang entering a world of fantasy, without the pressure and danger of the Grimm and Salem.

I also think it is possible that the void will throw each member of RWBY into their respective fairy tales. Blake, having conquered her fairy tale scenario in real life, may escape her mind prison easier than the others.

Additional fitting elements of a Wonderland scenario.

Mad Hatter – Neo (with her spiffy new hat)

Cheshire Cat – Blake? Or Neon… I think Blake will be a new character that breaks the fantasy (possibly by escaping her own fairy tale)

Basically, while I think BMBLB is of course a Bumbleby song… I think it specifically references Yang and Blake in Volume 9. So, I don’t think there is going to be a big bumbleby kiss at their reunion, rather I think volume 9 is going to fully explore the acceptance of their feelings for one another and Yang’s growth into a more trusting person.

EDIT: Additionally they keep repeating *could* like something is holding them back. Perhaps their insecurities? Yang afraid of losing Blake and Blake afraid of hurting Yang?

#bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna

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thequiver · 3 years

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If you don’t trust Ram with Jade and Lian then do who you trust?

So here's the thing. I don't trust anyone working at DC right now to write Jade. I haven't trusted anyone who's toucher her for the last 20 years to be quite frank. I don't have any names in mind, I don't know that anyone at DC would write her in a way that I'd think is good.

But yeah, I don't trust Ram V because it is out of character for Jade to leave Lian with strangers in Gotham (imo I can't see her doing it with a child in general if she could help it even if she didn't know it was Lian but I know that that particular opinion might not be a popular one). I also still think the Shoes decision was fucking stupid, and I know that editorial is the likely reason that was done, but it was stupid and I hate it and it doesn't make sense and I'm allowed to pick my own canon because this is comics.

I don't actually have anything against Ram, I'm just very very picky about my Jade writing, by my own admission I relate to Jade a little too much, and as such when she's not written in a way that makes sense to me it makes me feel very uncomfortable. I also think that having Lian and Jade in Batbooks in 2021 is stupid. I think that the Cheshire cat- Catwoman thing is stupid. You could not pay me to read Bat or Cat content right now, I don't like Selina enough to read her stuff (any character who would marry Bruce Wayne gets immediate side eye from me no matter how cool they may be otherwise, Talia gets a pass because she's got an overbearing father and I can relate). I also uh don't want any characters I like in the same city as Batman, and that includes the members of the Batfam that I like #freethem. I just think it's a terrible decision and no amount of "he wants Jade to be part of the Arrowfam" is going to make me like these narrative choices.

I appreciate everyone who's keeping me updated on if there's a reunion, and I do look at the Jade panels and I will look at reunion panels when they happen because uh Jade Nguyen (my beloved)- but I am very much asking you to please not ask me about Ram's writing. I don't want to read it because I will feel physically ill the entire time I'm reading it, and that's nothing against his skill as a writer, but the narrative choice that started this makes me that uncomfortable.

We can have different opinions on what is in character for Jade or not, and we can and should be able to respect that. I want Jade to be part of the Arrowfam, I ship CheshRoy, I love the Nguyen-Harper family and want good things for them, but as part of that I want them the fuck out of Gotham and away from Catwoman and the Bats. We as a society have moved beyond needing Bat comics, and I for one, would like Jade and Lian to be with their family and with fans who will actually appreciate them instead of using them as props to boost the Batcharacter of choice (whether it's Selina or Jason). Are Arrowfans also guilty of using Jade to prop up Roy? Yes, but I think more of us have actually read the source material for our characters so you're more likely to find actual canon-backed content that isn't from the Young Justice cartoon (YJ Cheshire, my beloathed).

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weekendwritingmarathon · 3 years

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This weekly roundup includes fics written (at least in part) during the 1k1h sprints and/or the Weekend Writing Marathon events.

Fics are ordered first by fandom, then by word count from smallest to largest.

I’ll Follow You (Around The World) by vexbatch

Good Omens || Crowley/Aziraphale || Teen & up || No major warnings apply || 2,414 words || Complete

Summary: Crowley and Aziraphale meet up, sometime before the end of the world, to have a coffee.

Other tags: fluff, pining, first kiss

Dancing By Myself (and baby, it’s the electric slide) by vexbatch

Marvel || Clint Barton || Explicit || No major warnings apply || 1,559 words || Complete

Summary: It’s Clint’s birthday, and Natasha actually got him a really nice gift. A really nice gift that he’d like to try out right now, thank you very much.

Other tags: trans clint barton, masturbation, violet wand, pwp

An Intermission (or two) by @pherryt

Marvel, The Old Guard || none || General || Major Character Death || 1,590 words || Complete

Summary: Two short vignettes focusing on Andy and Bucky (Separately) before the next big story hits: Chapter 1: Andy isn't sure of her usefulness anymore, now that Superheroes are becoming a thing. Chapter 2: Bucky isn't sure of anything at all. Until he is.

Other tags: off screen character death, canon divergent winter soldier, Avengers, Implied/Referenced Torture, Battle of New York, Family, loss of self, Memory Loss

Outside the World by @pherryt

Marvel || winterhawk (bucky/Clint) || General || No major warnings apply || 4,767 words || Complete

Summary: Bucky doesn't really remember who he is, and what little he does remember is impossible. All his therapists have said so. There's no way he can be who he thinks he is - a character from a children's book. And yet, the world around him just doesn't *feel* right - its too dark, too colorless and doesn't match the vibrancy of his dreams. Dreams he tries to capture both on paper and on his walls. Bucky doesn't have any answers he can count on, just the hat he's kept all these years, but that guy that started following him - as vibrant and eye-catching as the pieces of Bucky's dreams - Well, he just might.

Other tags: Mad Hatter, Cheshire Cat , White Rabbit, March Hare , Wonderland, Amnesia, Lost!Bucky, stranded in another world, Magic, Portals, past self inflicted hurts (but not self harm), Reunions, Riddles, names have power, Protective!Bucky, Sacrifices, allusions to greater conflict, bucky's friends never gave up, Pocket Watch, Top Hat, Recovering Memories, unwonderland, steve rogers, steven strange

Finding Me (And You) Along the Way by @pherryt

Marvel || winterhawk (Bucky/Clint) with side Steve/Sam || Teen & up || No major warnings apply || 10,031 words || Complete

Summary: When Clint retired - pre-Loki, pre-Avengers - he'd never expected that his leisurely world tour might be joined a couple years later by Captain America's best friend. A best friend who'd gone through things nobody should ever have had to go through and was just trying to find himself again. Even if Clint hadn't already promised Steve to keep an eye out for Bucky, he'd have caved in the direction of helping. There was just something about him...

Other tags: soulmates, soulmate miscommunication, telepathy (sort of) finding yourself, fluff, traveling the world, mutual pining, deaf!clint, retired!clint, nerd!bucky, soft!bucky, canon divergent, post winter soldier, journal, memories, scarf, minor references to nightmares and past abuse

Square One by @pherryt

Marvel, The Old Guard || nicky/joe (pre Nicky/Joe/Bucky) || Mature || Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Major Character Death || 15,709 words || Complete

Summary: It's been nearly 50 years since James sacrificed himself to save Joe and Nicky from a very Merrick like fate. They had no idea he was about to become a presence in their lives once more, looking almost as young as he had then. James wasn't an immortal, so it should have been impossible, but there he was on the tv, clear as day.

Other tags: Temporary Character Deaths, temporary suicide, On screen suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, identities revealed, Angst, Family, finding sanctuary, There's another one, Hopeful Ending, protective Joe, Protective Nicky, Supportive Andy, supportive Nile, talk about past joe/nicky/bucky, Forgiveness, Winter Soldier, bonding all over again, post winter soldier, canon divergent winter soldier, post old guard, Tired Bucky Barnes

Not Your Guardian Angel (chapter 21) by @tryslora

Original Fiction (Welcome to PHU) || M/F/F (Shane/Pels/Jess) || Teen & up || Author chooses not to give major warnings || 3,464 / 83,881 words || WIP

Summary: When Pels wakes up, everyone she loves is there. Maybe they can heal from more than just the accident.

Other tags: Magic, College, Guardian Angel, Ghosts, Soulmarks

Not Your Guardian Angel (chapter 22) by @tryslora

As Above || 3,513 / 87,394 words || WIP

Summary: Jess wants to hug Pels. She wants to confirm that she's alive and well, but... that's something they haven't done yet.

Under the Surface by @pherryt

Supernatural || destiny (Dean/Cas/Benny) || Teen & up || No major warnings apply || 25,842 words || Complete

Summary: Dean was kicked out of his pack because he couldn't turn into his wolf, but shifters aren't meant to be alone. He finds a traveling companion in Benny, who's been on the run from his own pack for years and is desperately lonely. It goes well enough, except that Dean keeps getting sick and Benny doesn't know why, so when they find what appears to be an abandoned village, they take refuge - only to find a lone wolf still lives there and he's not too happy to find strangers in his home.

Other tags: Found Family, Shifters, Wolves, Werewolf AU, touch starved, Alone, cast out, Traveling Together, Finding Shelter, Storms, Hurt/Comfort, Sick!Dean, hurt!Dean, Bad Pasts, Fluff and Angst, Pining, Mutual Pining, loner!cas, Magic, spells, Prophecy, Fantasy AU, not a/b/o, Shapeshifting, Domestic

Wyerd by tryslora

Teen Wolf || Stiles/Derek/Jackson || Teen & up || No major warnings apply || 4,990 words || Complete

Summary: Stiles started writing the webcomic when he was sixteen. At the time, he thought the name was the height of wordplay humor. Now it's been picked up by Netflix for a six episode series covering the first published volume, and starring Derek Hale and Jackson Whittemore. What even is his life?

Other tags: AU-Actors, Comic Artist Stiles, Actor Derek, Actor Jackson, Getting together

Have you posted a fic recently? Any active WWM participant can Submit your fic here by midnight EST Wednesday and it will be included on next Friday’s WWM Fic Roundup post.

#wwm fic roundup #good omens #marvel #the old guard #original fiction #welcome to phu #supernatural #teen wolf #fanfic

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theeternalblue · 4 years

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maple magic

AN: slightly inspired by @soyforramen prompt secret whispers (for some reason) from her list of prompts here for varchietober

This has a lot of the Blossom twins

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Nana Rose said Blossoms came in pairs because they could never be lonely - and she also said that if they were three, they’d wake the magic.

“A table with three legs never wobbles,” said the old matriarch as she tapped the table at her side. It was a sign so Mary placed a tray of maple pecan cookies there, where she could reach them. They were her favorites, and one of the reasons why she forgave Mary about not visiting often.

Archie leaned against the wall, watching as his mother mingled effortlessly with the rest of her family. Even if she despised them for the most part, she knew who had paid for law school – this was the price to pay: yearly Blossom family reunion.

The gathering was always held around October because it was when the Blossoms Maple Farms had been founded.

“Ugh, eating cookies and sipping cider is certainly less satisfying each year,” Cheryl comments as she takes a bite of a cookie.

Archie’s mouth tilts up on one side before snickering. “We’re not kids anymore.”

“Cous is right,” Jason offers, throwing an arm around Archie’s shoulders with ease in a half hug. He’s always been the golden child of the family. The heir of a maple empire, the star quarterback of the Riverdale Bulldogs, and the soon to be Yale undergraduate. Funnily enough, the spot of quarterback will be kept in the family when Archie replaces him next year – or at least that’s what Archie hopes. “Any ideas, Cher? I’m sure you have plans.”

Jason chuckles at the way Cheryl smiles, almost wickedly.

“Now that you mention it, JJ, tonight is a new Moon, and that means the start of a cycle and the opening of portals.” She takes a new bite off the cookie and stares at the boys before rolling her eyes because they are not getting whatever she’s trying to say. “Male brains, so unfortunate.”

“Be nice, Cher. We have guests.” Jason is the only person in the universe whose opinions might matter to Cheryl, so she purses her bright red lips and sighs.

“You know I’m very close to Nana Rose and she has told me about every legend in our family history, and also about the magical powers in her gypsy blood that we are very lucky to possess–”

“Cheryl, I don’t like ghost stories.”

“Shush, cousin Archie!” She lifts one finger in front of his face which effectively shuts him up while Jason snickers. “This is a great opportunity to test out powers. Sure, JJ and I have magic but with a third Blossom we could achieve wonderful things.”

“I think we should make a spell so Archie finally dares to ask Veronica on a date,” Jason quips, poking him between the ribs and through the blue sweater his mother made him wear – even though all the Blossoms wear red for these events.

Anyway, Archie is not scared of asking anyone on a date. Veronica Lodge just happens to have managed to politely decline his every attempt even before he could ask. And he would’ve asked the first time he met her in her black cape at Pop’s. She’s simply the girl of his dreams – beautiful with her onyx hair and her dark chocolate eyes, mysterious, smart, with a sweet smile and mellifluous laughter…

Mellifluous is the word Veronica used to describe his guitar playing.

“Is he daydreaming?” Cheryl’s voice interrupts his thoughts.

Jason laughs. “Must hurt, Cher. I heard she now went out on a date with Reggie.”

Yes. It’s true. Archie heard it from Reggie himself as he boasted about it in the locker room after football practice. And the pang in his chest felt even worse than when she dated Chuck Clayton.

“Could you–” Archie tries to ask, but feels his cheeks burning with embarrassment. Is he truly going to resort to magic for a date?

“Ew, no! I’m not going to force anyone to date you.” Cheryl’s disgust is so blatant, it makes Archie take a step back.

“I wasn’t going to ask that. Maybe just to mess with her date?” Archie shakes his head even as he says it.

It’s stupid! Yet, wouldn’t it be fun? After a terrible date, he could sweep Veronica off her feet by giving her the best date ever next weekend.

Cheryl taps a fingernail against her lip, seemingly thinking. “Interesting. Sounds fun, but we wouldn’t see results.” With arms akimbo, she smiles in that way Jason calls the witchy Blossom smile. Before Archie can stop to say no, he’s dragged up to the second floor of Thistle House by Jason and Cheryl.

It’s not the first time he’s been here, but Archie doesn’t like candles, the dark curtains closed during the day, the heavy smell of incense… or the circle with a triangle in it that Cheryl just drew on the floor.

“Sit on one corner.”

Archie does as told, but doesn’t find it as amusing as Jason does. He looks like the Cheshire Cat.

“Cheryl–”

“You talk so much for someone who can’t ask a girl on a date.” Cheryl glares at him, but then takes a deep breath before smiling. “The plan is to discredit your theory that Veronica is your soulmate, so you don’t beat yourself up about not having a date with her.”

Archie cannot believe this, and it’s his turn to glare at his cousin. “So you want to make me feel like an idiot, so I don’t feel miserable?”

“Yes! You’ll thank me later.” Cheryl replies, never losing her smile, and then gives him a lit candle. She does the same with Jason. “Okay, boys, focus on the flame and repeat after me…”

Archie repeats whatever she says because he just wants Cheryl to shut up. Maybe now she’ll stop babbling about this nonsense of how the Blossom blood is powerful and the magic of the maple trees and the moon…

Why is the room spinning?

When did the candle become so bright?

He lifts his gaze and sees a mirror, but it cannot be a mirror because that’s not him. The image looking back is Veronica as she gets her pearl earrings on. She looks so pretty with her hair half up, with the burgundy top and her dark berry lips.

“Ronnie,” Archie tries to call and Veronica’s movements still. Her eyes widen as she looks at herself in the mirror of her vanity. “You look incredible. You are incredible.”

“Archie?” she whispers, alone in her room, looking around her as if she’d find him. “What–”

“You can hear me?”

Her dark eyes return again to the mirror and she nods slowly, afraid. “Where are you? How-”

“I don’t know. Oh, shit, I hope I’m not dead. Could I be a ghost? Did Cheryl kill me? I only wanted to ask you out on one date. For you to give me one chance.”

“Archie,” Veronica mutters, “You’re... in my head. It’s your voice.”

“I’m watching you.”

She turns around sharply.

“Shit! No, not like that. Cheryl, she made a spell. She said she’d prove you’re not my soulmate.”

“How would she do that? And why would you let her– wait, you don’t need to answer that. It’s Cheryl.” Veronica keeps looking at the details of her face in the mirror as if she could find him in them.

“I don’t know! She made us repeat something about mirrors and what we had found. Show me what I found in my other half. Or something.”

“Archie?” Veronica keeps talking in whispers.

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

She giggles. He can see it in the mirror, how her eyes light up and her lips curve up in a bright smile.

“Ronnie?” Archie calls desperately as her image begins to fade. “Ronnie?”

Archie blinks a couple of times before he can feel himself being shaken by someone. He can see the dark room again, the candles, smell the incense.

“Archie!” Jason is about to slap him but Archie stops him by pushing him away and standing up quickly. “What the hell? Are you okay? You passed out!”

“Where’s my phone?” Archie babbles instead, looking for it like a mad man.

“Did you see anything?” Cheryl asks as she hands him the phone he had left on top of her dresser.

“Veronica!”

“What? Are you serious?” Cheryl frowns and it becomes deeper as Archie hurries out of the room and Jason stands before her, taking her by the shoulders and looking too pleased with her anger.

“You owe me fifty bucks, sis. I told you. You might have the gypsy blood, but soulmates? I know about that.”

#varchie #varchie fanfiction #varchietober #[mine]#cheryl blossom #jason blossom #humor

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musesofolive · 3 years

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Cat and Mouse

warning: some suggestive lines, cursing, and animal violence/death. Minimal of that last bit though, and more towards the end.

This situation was... different. Not new by any means, but definitely different.

Normally when bounty hunters came to collect Riley, they would jump him in alleyways, or in the woods at night. Always going for the element of surprise where they could easily stow away with him... not that it was ever easy, considering he had yet to be caught. But none were usually so bold as to do such a thing in public, in a ballroom filled with nobles no less.

Riley had been working a group of them, selling them vials of water that they believed to be potions to make themselves irresistible to anyone they wanted. It had been working so far, and he had made himself a very tidy profit from it. He had charmed his clients so thoroughly, they invited him to one of their annual balls, and with his success blowing up his ego, he accepted.

So, there he was, in the cheapest yet fanciest suit he could buy, standing off to the side of the room with a glass of wine, watching everyone laugh and dance. The night was going even better than he expected, grabbing five more clients to sell to in the morning. Though his luck eventually came to an end when a large figure made it’s way to his side.

He glanced upwards and green eyes met the flashing blue of a strangers with an odd mark on his face. Two wavy red lines high up on his left cheek, only slightly covered by his shaggy, semi-slicked back black hair. He appeared to be roughly the same age as him, early twenties, maybe younger. Though, he was taller than Riley by a good two inches, with a lean, muscled body hidden by dark and barely presentable clothes.

His eyes widened as he felt something sharp poke into his back. “Is that a knife or do you just like what you see,” he quipped.

The sharpness was pressed further into his side as the man leaned down to his ear with a light growl. “Unless you want me to run you through right here and now, you’ll come with me, quietly.”

He winced slightly. “Alright, big guy, have it your way.” Riley relented, walking to where the bounty hunter (he assumed to be a bounty hunter, anyways) nudged him. They made their way to the doors, just about to walk out, when a group of nobles called out to him, stopping both in their tracks.

“Luka, where are you going? The party’s just starting, and the good wine should be coming soon. Who’s the fellow next to you?” The seeming leader, Roland as Riley remembered, asked.

There was an even sharper poke from the bounty hunter’s concealed knife than before. A warning: make a call for help, and you won’t live to see the next morning.

Riley resisted the urge to roll his eyes, as if he needed to be reminded. He wasn’t a fool. Instead, he turned to face his group of clients with a pleasant smile, charming as always. “That wine sounds positively divine, my dear. But, I’m afraid I must be going with my friend here, he’s quite eager to discuss a deal with me and would prefer us to be in a more private setting for such an occasion. You understand, yes?” He took a small step forward, hands out in an apologetic fashion.

Roland paused, clearly saddened by the brunet’s sudden leave, but nodded nonetheless, stepping forward to shake his hand. However, his sad expression quickly shifted to that of a flustered variety as Riley brought his hand to his lips, kissing it softly with an even softer smile.

“I thank you, all of you, for this wondrous night, however short it was. It is one I will treasure always. Though I’m afraid I must leave you now, I wish you all a beautiful night and pleasant dreams,” he announced in the sweetest tone he could muster. It pacified the group as they dispersed with a last bow to him. He fought back a smirk, it really was too easy to manipulate this crowd.

Riley’s smugness dissipated at the less than friendly reminder of the bounty hunter’s presence, and with a small sigh, walked onto the cold streets with him. “I don’t suppose you have a name I can call you on our little journey?” He asked, bored of the silence between them. He frowned upon the hunter only giving him a grunt. “Woah there, careful not to talk my ear off,” he muttered sarcastically.

“Shut up, I’ll remind you the bounty on your head is dead or alive. If you keep annoying me, I might just bring you in dead,” the man responded gruffly. He was shuffled in close to Riley, knife still being pressed to his back. Escaping wasn’t going to be easy like this.

No matter, he hadn’t gotten this far by being impatient.

He merely grinned behind him at the man. “Ah, I know your type well, Mr. Hunter.”

“That’s not my name.”

“But I have to call you something if I am to avoid being killed by boredom rather than your knife.” His smirk increased as his companion’s frown deepened. “As I was saying, I know your type well. Big and brooding, but under all that mystery, a deep and impassioned heart. Probably have someone waiting for you at home that you have to pay the bills for?” The hunter’s eyebrows furrowed and Riley pat himself on the back. He still had the magic.

His eye kept getting drawn back to the mark on his face, though. He hadn’t seen it on anyone, but wasn’t one of the other hunters talking about something like that? All at once the memory hit him and he laughed. “I knew I’d heard of that mark! The Red Tide, that’s your hunter name, isn’t it? Very scary, I’m shivering.” He pressed on despite the knife getting shoved deeper into his side. “You haven’t been in this business very long, but you’ve made quite a name for yourself among your peers. They’re all jealous of you, by the way. I should know, the last time a group jumped me they wouldn’t shut up about how unfair it was that you were getting paid so quickly.” The con man leaned back towards him, fighting the urge to snicker as the man leaned away in turn. “So, what am I? Your fourth hunt, fifth?”

“Fifteenth. But the first one I’ll be delivering alive.”

Riley made a gasp of awe. “The first alive? I’m honored, Red.” The nickname got a disdainful grunt out of the hunter, and he took that as incentive to make that his permanent name.

But his attempts to get Red to talk anymore were shut down as he stopped responding to the comments, and Riley reluctantly went silent with a last huff.

It was hours of walking before they made it to a run-down inn. From there, the con man was marched up the creaky stairs and plopped in a chair where his arms and legs were properly bound. “You hunters sure love your ropes and knots, don’t you,” he asked cheekily.

Red just put a hand to his face, looking more tired than Riley even felt. “I thought you were hard to catch because of your skill. But they must be letting you go voluntarily so you don’t drive them insane,” he grumbled. The bed squeaked beneath him as he sat down.

He shrugged with a cheshire smile. “Well, don’t get me wrong, I am very skillful with my tongue-”

“Shut up.”

“But, you may come to find I have quite a few more tricks up my sleeve.” His grin faded as he noticed the dark haired man getting more settled on the bed and he raised an eyebrow. “You can’t be seriously going to sleep, are you? What if I escape?”

“There isn’t one floorboard of this inn that doesn’t squeak. And I’m a light sleeper, I’ll be hearing if you move even an inch. We have a long journey to the port of Evenere, I can’t afford to give you an escape route because I’m lacking sleep.” He grumbled, eyes beginning to shut.

A frown settled onto his features. “So there is a brain underneath all of that muscle, very rare among your kind.” There was no response and he huffed, leaning back against the stiff chair. He might as well try to get some sleep too.

~~~~

Riley stirred slightly with a groan at something prodding his ribs. It was still dark out, but his memory was coming back to him now that he was awake, and he could make out the shadowy figure of his captor in the sun’s first rays of light. With an incoherent curse, he sat up straighter, stretching as much as he could in his restraints.

He was then grabbed to his feet with an apple shoved in his hands. He stared down at it unimpressed before staring back up at him with the same expression. “Really, an apple? You wake me up this early for an apple?” He asked.

Red merely rolled his eyes, pulling his bag over his head. “You’re the prisoner, you’ll eat what I give you. We need to get a move on.” With another push, he was guiding Riley out of the inn.

The con man was grumbling and complaining the whole way. From the city to the forest trail they now walked, there was not a moment of silence from him. Thus, no reprieve for Red. “Ugh, I’m so hungry! How are you not as hungry as I am? I didn’t even see you eat anything-”

“For fuck’s sake, here-” He grabbed some bread from his bag and put it in Riley’s hands. “Now be quiet. You’re more annoying than Maz...”

His ears perked at the mention of a name. Finally, he was getting somewhere with information. “Maz? And who would that be?” He didn’t get a response and he pouted. “You know I’m just going to keep talking until you tell me. Do you really want that? Because I can go for hours-”

“Mazarine, she’s my little sister,” Red cut him off gruffly.

He nodded, walking a few steps in silence. “Siblings, they can be quite the pain, can’t they? I know my younger brother definitely was,” he chuckled.

That earned him a side-eye from the hunter. “You have younger siblings?”

“What, is it that surprising?”

“You’ve always travelled alone, and you never go to the same place twice. I didn’t think you had family.” He responded, earnesty lacing his tone rather than malice.

His smirk faded as the familiar bite of bitterness sank into him at that sentence. As far as he was concerned, they weren’t his family. He only called them as such in order to present himself as someone more relatable to others. “Yes, well, there was some bad blood, we’re both travelers, family reunions aren’t much of a recurrence.” He waved it off as best as he could. “I’m guessing you aren’t quite the same with your sister, though. So, was I right?”

“Right about what? You talk so much I can barely keep track,” Red grumbled.

Riley laughed. “My assumption, is she the one you took this job for?” He asked, tilting his head towards the bounty hunter.

He was silent for a long time before he eventually nodded. “She needs this expensive medicine every month and regular jobs don’t pay high enough.” His lips pressed into a thin line as he narrowed his eyes on the road ahead.

The brunet hummed at the response, fiddling with the bread he had been given. “Your parents are out of the picture then, I assume?” He asked, looking for a clarifying nod. Instead, he was ignored, but the silence itself was answer enough. “Well, you have my condolences for your loss.”

“As if a word out of your mouth is even remotely genuine con man,” the hunter huffed.

Riley gave an offended gasp. “I’ll have you know, I always give someone a nugget of truth in my words if not the full truth.” He claimed, ignoring the way Red raised his brow.

“Really? So, it’s not a complete lie when you tell them your name is Luka or Stewart or any other alias when your actual name is Vyn?”

“Technically, I have multiple papers stating that all of those names are mine-”

“Forged papers, you mean.”

“Legal looking documents all the same. And besides, who says Vyn is my actual name? It’s the name the state of Evenere has given me. That doesn’t mean it’s considered my real name.”

“You are impossible.” He rolled his eyes, giving Riley an extra shove as he noticed they had slowed down in their debate.

The man stumbled forward with a grin on his face. “Yes, well, unless you choose to kill me, you’re stuck with my impossibility.” He gave a shrug, grin widening at the annoyance that crossed the hunter’s face.

“Just eat your bread,” He growled. His frown only lessened when Riley finally relented, and let out a sigh at the silence.

~~~~

The last two days had been largely uneventful, as Red was learning if he ignored Riley and fed him, the man would stay quiet long enough for the hunter to keep his sanity. He was especially quiet at night, oftentimes his eyes closed long before his own were. It was night now, the stars glittering through the small breaks in the branches. Red was taking the rabbit he had just caught off the spit, freshly roasted.

His face was very concentrated and he was even more quiet than usual, something Riley picked up on as he was handed his share of the meal. “You’re a bit more brood-y than usual, something on your mind?” He asked, green eyes alight in curiosity.

Red remained silent for a few moments, before locking eyes with the con man. “We’re less than a day away from the port. Not once have you tried to escape, yet you’ve never let any other bounty hunter take you this far. Why?” His confusion was palpable, and it looked as if it had been troubling him for a while.

“For one thing, your colleagues prefer to bring me in dead, so there’s not much incentive to play along. For another…” He paused, looking over his frame and leaning closer towards him. “You interest me, Red. All things considered, it would be easier to kill me. Your hunter name suggests you don’t have a problem with killing, and yet, I’m the one you show the mercy of life to. It’s curious, so while we’re asking questions, why are you keeping me alive?” His head was tilted, eyes never leaving the other man’s face.

It seemed to fluster him and he averted his gaze. “Don’t read too much into it. I was looking for a challenge, bringing you in alive seemed the best way to do that,” Red explained gruffly. “Would you stop calling me Red? It’s weird.”

Riley raised an eyebrow, not totally believing him before letting out a small laugh. “Alright, how about a name for a name then? You give me your real name, I’ll give you mine. If you don’t agree, I’m going to keep calling you Red. Apologies, but The Red Tide is too much to keep repeating. Unless there’s something else you’d like me to call you. Maybe dad- ” He was cut off with an elbow digging into his gut and let out another laugh, though it sounded more in pain than the last. “That’s a no, then. But, my proposition still stands.”

Red wasn’t talking, seeming to prefer focusing on his dinner, and Riley took that as him choosing not to participate and followed suit. It wasn’t until both men had finished eating that he said quietly, “Kane.”

It almost didn’t register that he had given his name, but a smile made its way on his face once it had. “Huh, sounds strong. It’s nice to finally meet you, Kane. The name’s Riley.” He introduced himself with a flourish, bowing as much as he could from where he sat on the ground. “I would shake your hand but alas, I’m pretty tied up,” he joked lightly.

“That’s exactly how you’ll stay, all the way to Evenere,” Kane told him, clearing away the bones and putting out the fire.

The grin turned into a smirk. “Such confidence, I do like that in a man.” He teased, the flirtation clear in his voice.

The hunter scoffed as he settled down on the ground across from him, hand settled over the hilt of his sword. “It’s more like a mantra. Once I drop you off, I’ll be rewarded with both money and the pleasure of never having to hear your annoying voice ever again.”

“Annoying? Most tend to compliment my voice as melodic or sultry. Are you sure you’re not trying to cover up some hidden attraction for me? It’s alright to be honest, many do,” Riley assured him, not bothering to hide any of his cocky attitude.

Kane merely stared him down with a frown. Despite any more attempts at teasing, he wasn’t talking, and so with a yawn, the con man gave up and shut his eyes.

Only to open them a half hour later, making sure that Kane was fully asleep before sitting up a bit straighter. His attention turned to the rope around his hands. The knots were complicated and it had taken fiddling with them every night for the past two days while Kane slept to try and figure out how to properly undo them. He was so close to figuring out the last piece that would unravel it, it just took more time to fiddle with it. Hours went by before he finally figured it out, and the rope went slack around his wrists, almost falling off him completely. Riley fought the urge to yell in victory, settling for a triumphant grin instead. His efforts had finally paid off, and now he was free. He stood up quietly, tiptoeing his way across their mini camp. For as light a sleeper as Kane claimed to be, he was definitely knocked out enough to not hear his light footsteps as he walked deeper into the forest. He’d stay in the woods for now in order to avoid coming across any other bounty hunters.

He was almost completely out of sight, and he grinned wider as he looked back. Which turned into a mistake, as the second he looked away from his footing, he landed on a dead branch that broke underneath his weight with a loud CRACK. He froze, the grin wiped clean off his face as he saw the shadow that was Kane startle awake. Letting out a quiet curse, he took off in the trees, wincing as he heard the bounty hunter’s frustrated yell from behind him. His head turned wildly, there was no way he was outrunning him, which meant he had to find somewhere to hide.

The forest didn’t provide too much cover, and as he looked, he could hear Kane catching up. Riley found a rock at the last minute, and he ducked behind it, hearing him run past it. Still, he hid, making sure he couldn’t hear any footsteps and for the blood to stop rushing in his own ears. He let out a sigh of relief upon not hearing him, only to let out a grunt as he was tackled to the ground.

Lo and behold, above him was Kane wearing a very angry expression. “I told you, you’re not getting away,” he barked at him.

The con man clucked his tongue as he looked up at him. “Sorry Kane, but I think you’ll find I am. Maybe you can try your luck again when you’ve become more of a pro. For now, try not to take this too personally.” After the words left his mouth, he brought his knee up harshly between the hunter’s legs and rolled his now hunched figure off his body. He fled not long after, confident he’d be able to outrun Kane now.

His confidence was short-lived as he heard footsteps behind him and he groaned. “I wish he’d just give up…” He muttered, looking for a branch or a rock he could use to knock him out.

However, in his haste and while he stumbled in the dark, he tripped right into a hole with a yelp. He winced as he sat up, his face scrunched up in confusion as he looked around this...cave that he had fallen in. And...what was that smell? It was so musky, and thick, it was practically choking him. His blood froze upon hearing an animalistic growl, and with what little light was provided by the moon, he saw a certain striped snout.

Badger-wolves.

He ducked as the first one leapt out to attack him, and jumped out of the way of a second attack. “Hey, hey, no need to attack. We can be friends here! If you’d just let me,” he had to dodge another bite to his legs, “out.” Riley frowned, he didn’t know why he was trying to reason with them, but he was running out of options without signs of an exit.

At that moment, he heard the scuffling of boots and a deep voice call his name. “You didn’t seriously fall into a badger-wolf den, did you,” Kane asked rhetorically.

Riley growled, getting out of the way of another attack and kicking another of the animals away from him. “Mock me later! You’re not getting your money if I get torn to shreds by these little mongrels.” He jumped back at another swipe and frowned. “Yeah, I called you mongrels, what are you gonna do about it?”

“Don’t antagonize them, you idiot. Here, my cloak’s coming down, you should be able to use it to climb out.” After some more shuffling, Riley could spot the black cloth dangling from where the hole opened up to the cave.

It took some more kicking and swerving out of attacks, before Riley delivered a last blow to the nearest one, and latched onto the cloak. Using the wall of the hole combined with Kane helping to pull him, he managed to crawl back up to open air. That was when an idea struck him and just as his foot hit the top of the hole, he used all his force to jump back to the other side, tugging the cloak as hard as he could. The action caused Kane to lose his balance, and with a shout, he fell in just as Riley landed safely at the top.

He took a moment to regain his breath, peering over the top of the hole with a smirk. “You didn’t seriously fall into a badger-wolf den, did you?” He repeated the hunter’s earlier question, laughing as the only response he received was a jumbled curse. He straightened up with a stretch, ignoring the dubious threats and beginning to walk away. However, one shout in particular made him pause.

“I swear, you selfish bastard, if you make me leave my sister alone!” He didn’t get to finish as he let out a cry of pain, slamming one of the badger-wolves against the rock.

Something tugged at his heart then, and he sighed with a shake of his head. He supposed he could afford to have a conscience just this once. Spotting the bounty hunter’s sword, he picked it up and walked back over to the hole. From there, he waited for one of the badger-wolves to position themselves at the bottom, and when one did appear, he dropped the sword on it, watching it give a final snarl as it died. “You have a sword and a knife, and killing is what you do. Don’t be so dramatic. You’ll make it back to her just fine. But, I really do have to be going. Maybe we’ll meet again, Kane.” Standing up, he brushed off the dirt that had gathered on his pants.

The sounds of the fighting grew fainter as Riley walked away, unaware of the game he had just started with his one act of compassion.

#Musings #my writing #Riley #Kane #WHOOOOO #oh man I’ve had this sitting in my draft for WEEKS #I think a little over a month actually #it feels nice to get it posted #tis 11 pages in my docs #which is the most I have written in a while #so yeah enjoy this big ol’ monster #olive writes

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