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feline17ff · 2 years

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Once Upon A Twist series summary

Was looking up the Once Upon A Twist series for a fic idea, so here's a brief of the series

When the Clock Strikes Cupid

Story: Cinderella

Characters: Cupid as Cinderella, Hopper as the Prince, Maddie as the fairy godmother

Ending: Cupid teaches the stepsisters to love themselves

Cerise and the Beast

Story: Beauty and the Beast

Characters: Cerise as the Beauty, Dexter as the Beast

Ending: They learn to be more proud of their true selves

Rosabella and the Three Bears

Story: Goldilocks and the Three Bears, the Three Little Pigs*

Characters*: Rosabella as Goldilocks, Cedar as ?, Daring as the Big Bad Wolf

Ending: Even when you aren’t feeling your best, it’s important to still be considerate of others’ feelings.

Duchess Lets Down Her Hair

Story: Rapunzel

Characters: Duchess as Rapunzel, Darling as the Prince*

The Kitty Mermaid

Story: The Little Mermaid

Characters: Kitty as the Little Mermaid, Apple as the Sea Witch*

*my best guesses

We should just contact the series' authors, Lisa Shea and Perdita Finn, and ask them the plot of the last two books smh

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zivfox · 2 years

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South West USA Motorcycle Trip #6

I left Phoenix and headed to Joshua Tree National Park, it was a very pretty place, but it was so ridiculously crowded it felt like Disney land. still it was nice hiking, I couldn't camp there though so I kept going. I made my way across the state line to California. I intended to camp somewhere around Big Bear Lake. Once I got up there in the mountains I was amazed at how beautiful it was. 40°F out with the whole north side of the mountain still having a thick layer of snow on it. All camping areas where closed to after spending a while there admiring the scenery I decided to ride the rest of the way to so family I had out there. heading down the mountain from Big Bear was quite the trip though. The roads where wet with the snow melt all around, and clouds where making visibility very low.

#motorcycle #motocamping #roadtrip #camping #zoo #cloudcroft #new mexico #animals #fox #CA Trip #phoenix #arizona #california #big bear #lake

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weedplantar · 2 years

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I had a sashannarcy fanfic totally planned and outlined that I was really excited about because it takes place in an area I grew up around and am passionate abt, but I just remembered it was based off of a r*ebits art and idk if I can still write and post it. It's not based on a complex au or anything, just an art they posted like a year ago. It's a fun concept that makes me happy, but idk if I should even write it because of the person who gave me the inspiration before all the gross stuff came out...

#its the one they posted last december #where anne and sasha let marcy borrow their winter clothes because she forgot hers on their annual big bear trip #i loved the concept of writing them taking a trip to big bear (SoCal city in the mountains that gets snow for those who arent in ca)#because big bear is a really special place to me and at the time it made me so happy to be able to connect it to my faves #idk what do yall think?#i dont want to make anyone uncomfortable and i ABSOLUTELY do not support alex in any way whatsoever after what they did #edit: i started planning the fic right after the inspo art was posted in december before i knew what they did.#i only found the outline today while looking through my unfinished wip documents

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island-peach · 1 year

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#photography #travels #bigbear #fun

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onthelevelseo12 · 2 years

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Online Marketing Big Bear Lake CA

All too often businesses focus on sales alone; they speak the language of professionals, but fail to follow through.

This happens in all businesses and industries, but there are businesses that charge a fair rate and would rather you understand the transaction, focused on relationships and success, and not the bottom line.

Whether we’re dealing with a plumber, dentist, mechanic, or electrician—integrity is important. We rely on finding honest individuals and place our trust in them.

Within the Digital Marketing Industry, the influx of good and bad is no different. Many companies have jumped on the bandwagon of “Google Local SEO” using deceptive business practices, ultimately giving our industry a bad name. Through the use of auto dialers and mass mailers, these businesses make promises they can’t possibly keep.

Conversely, there are a multitude of legitimate “Large Digital Marketing Firms” serving major corporations that entail high overhead costs that leaves many small to medium sized companies priced out of this market

#Online Marketing Big Bear Lake CA #Internet Marketing Service Apple Valley CA

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bigbearexperiences · 13 days

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Property Management Big Bear CA - Big Bear Experiences

Looking for expert property management services in Big Bear, CA? Trust Big Bear Experiences to handle all your property needs with care and efficiency. From vacation rentals to long-term leasing, we ensure seamless management tailored to your property's unique needs. Contact us now!

#property management big bear ca #big bear lake property management

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theadventurebuddies · 2 months

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Big Bear Lake California with Your Adventure Buddies

Join forces with your adventure buddies for an unforgettable journey to Big Bear California, where thrilling outdoor escapades and modern comforts collide. Located just a stone's throw away from Los Angeles, traveling to Big Bear Lake CA, is a breeze, making it the perfect destination for your next adventure with the whole family.

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hotelbooking · 8 months

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Motel 6-Big Bear Lake, CA Located within 5 km of Bear Mountain Golf & Ski Area, this motel in Big Bear Lake, California provides guests with convenient services as well as comfortable guestrooms. Motel 6 Big Bear is across the street from the Big Bear Lake Convention Center, home of Octoberfest. Big Bear Lake is just 1.6 km away, while the Snow Summit Ski Area is within 5 km of the motel. Guests at the Big Bear Motel 6 will appreciate free coin laundry facilities.

#Motel 6-Big Bear Lake #CA #HotelKDM #hotel #travel

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something-somedayy · 1 year

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missin the outdoors

#CA #big bear #camping

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pellucid-constellations · 4 months

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If It All Fell

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Summary: If it all fell apart—if you forgot who you were—would you love him again? Would the bond guide you back? Azriel doesn't know if that uncertainty is one he can bear.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: Nothing big in this one. Memory loss?? Overprotectiveness?? Azriel losing it (but not that much just yet)??

a/n: Hi this is going to be a series :) thank you for reading <3

Part 2 ♡

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As you blinked through the haziness, a dull throb echoed along the base of your skull. You sat up abruptly, feeling rocks and twigs digging into the backs of your legs, and winced as several shouts attacked your senses. You recognized none of them.

Gods, your head hurt.

A few more blinks and the sun made an appearance, light assaulting your too-sensitive eyes. The leaves beneath your hands crunched and blew away in the balmy breeze, a few flecks of green still stuck to your palm as you brought it up to rub your head.

“Don’t,” a feminine voice warned, and it was then that you pinpointed one of the shouts from earlier. But it was warmer now, calm. “Don’t touch your head, y/n. Azriel and Cas are getting help.”

You scrunched your face up but obeyed the command, taking steady breaths to try and manage the pain. The woman in front of you—blonde hair, brown eyes, a fierce expression—was like no one you had ever seen before. She was so incredibly beautiful you weren’t sure if you were actually awake.

You took a pause.

And then another.

Who was the last person you had seen?

“Where am I?” you asked instead, trying to appear sane. Your voice sounded unfamiliar.

The woman’s expression pinched. “You’re in Spring Court. You remember that, don’t you? Rhysand sent us.”

“Rhysand?” you repeated, the name foreign on your tongue. “Sent us for what?”

“Well, we were supposed to be rallying Tamlin into re-fortifying his borders to win back the Summer Court’s good graces, but that beast is an idiot. Forging agreements with witches was quite possibly the worst move he could have made.”

“Witches?”

“I know, unbelievable,” the blonde ranted, sitting back on her heels beside you. “We came to help only to find out he had helped himself to the wicked. I knew he was distraught after Feyre, but to turn to this?”

The pounding in your head was making it increasingly difficult to follow the tale the woman was spinning. Perhaps if you had more backstory, more information, you would understand what she was talking about.

Desperate for that connection, you winced as you asked, “Um, not to offend, but… who are you?”

Her aggravated expression crumpled into one of shock and concern. Her mouth parted, her brows came together at a point, and then she shifted, bringing her hands to your shoulders. When you flinched at the touch, the woman pulled her hands back, her fingers curling into her palms. “You don’t recognize me?” she asked, trepidation lining her tone.

You shook your head, immediately regretting the action as pain shot up your neck.

“Not at all?” she whispered. When your face remained blank, she pulled her hands into her lap. “Do you know who you are?”

Another lapse in silence.

“My Gods…”

Darkness materialized nearby—swirling darkness. It reminded you of shadows and brought you a sense of peace for the first time since you opened your eyes.

But then people started emerging from the darkness, taking up space in the vast forest, and that peace collapsed. Two large men with wings stomped against the twig-covered floor, causing a raucous disturbance as they began hurrying an older woman out from behind them. They both spoke in low, rushed tones and you wanted all the sound to stop.

You ignored the woman’s directions from before and squeezed your head in your hands, your eyes snapping shut. It didn’t work, and you hadn’t expected it to, but Gods did your head hurt. It hurt and it was plagued by an impossible pressure that wouldn’t seem to let up.

“Mor, how long has she been awake?” one of the men asked. You felt him kneel beside you, felt him place rough, textured hands on your wrists in an attempt to pry your hands down. But he was gentle—so very gentle.

“Azriel, she—”

“Mor, if you could move aside. I need to look at her,” a much older voice chimed in.

There was shuffling around you, new hands pressing to your face. You heard whispering that you couldn’t make out, and then the panic set in.

You didn’t know these people. When you first woke up, the disorientation was focal; you were concerned about the pounding in your head and your whereabouts and that was it. But there were so many people here now, and you didn’t know any of them.

You didn’t know who you were. Did they know who you were? They had to.

“Majda, stop. You’re scaring her,” the man beside you, Azriel you’d heard him be called, practically hissed.

Majda only hummed. “I am doing the job you brought me here to do. If I can’t work around a mating bond I will send you away, Shadowsinger.”

Your breath came out in faster huffs, each one deeper than the last. You opened your eyes to try and gain some footing in the situation, still keeping your hands glued to your head.

Your gaze went out before it went in, and you saw the blonde woman, Mor, beside a much larger man. His shoulder-length hair was messy and windswept, and he sent you a bittersweet, sympathetic smile that you couldn’t replicate. He watched with furrowed brows as your eyes darted from him, to Mor, to the wide forest around you.

“I still don’t see why we couldn’t take her home first,” the man standing by the trees grumbled. “She would be more comfortable there.”

“We didn’t want to move her with a head injury,” Azriel growled. “Not one from a witch.”

His voice sent your attention towards him. Azriel was on his knees beside you, holding your wrists with his thumb circling the back of your hand in delicate strokes. He was painfully beautiful and you were left to wonder, yet again, if you were truly awake. When your gazes met, something foreign pulled at your ribs and the pressure sent an unexpected scream past your lips. You hunched over in a panic, yanking yourself away from those beside you.

That wasn’t right. None of this felt right.

The older woman, Majda, cursed, staring after you as you pushed yourself further and further away. Each movement sent a new ache aflame in your head, but that didn’t stop you because you needed to get away. Your feet kicked up dirt and rocks and your hands tore with the effort but this wasn’t right.

Azriel reached you before you could hit the tree just inches from your back. He held your head in his own hands and locked you in his gaze, keeping you trapped in the yellows and browns and the flecks that joined them. He took exaggerated breaths, wings flared out to block out the sun, and then he began whispering.

It took a moment for you to understand the words, your heavy breaths mostly drowning them out.

Something swished in the distance. More whispering, more secrets.

“You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

When Azriel’s voice finally came through, it was like a lifeline.

“I’m here, my love. You’re safe. I know it hurts, I know.”

It was odd, finding peace in a stranger. The shadows that seemed to dance around him swirled into shapes that framed your skin, and some of the panic felt foolish in their presence. They twisted and curved, somehow amplifying the cool tone of Azriel’s voice as he promised you things you had no capacity to understand.

But he never stopped talking, not even when your gaze left his to follow his shadows instead. If anything, the action seemed to spur on the small beings more, and you wondered—for a brief moment—if he was controlling them.

Something like amazement seeped into your panic as you whispered, “Who are you?”

You didn’t know the man in front of you, that much was true, but he looked so… broken at your words. Something akin to pain clashed with his beautiful features as his jaw clenched to an unnatural degree. You were surprised that his teeth didn’t crack beneath the pressure. You wondered what else he could withstand—what atrocities he’d seen to make his eyes turn so dark when you spoke your words out loud.

“No,” Azriel growled, chin hooking over his shoulder. His wings pulled back to reveal a new man, but this one looked slightly different from the others. No wings, different eyes. “You stay out of her head, Rhysand.”

Rhysand. He was the one that had sent you here.

The concern on Rhysand’s face looked unnatural, like it didn’t belong there. “Az, it could help. Let me help her.”

“You could make it worse. We have no idea what that witch did to her.” As Azriel spoke, shadows began to cover you more and more. Your sight became dim, your body camouflaged in darkness.

“Looking in could be the only way to figure that out.” The next bout of silence was uncomfortable. The pounding in your head persisted, exacerbating to the point of tears along your waterline. “I know what you’re feeling, Azriel. I get it. But I want to help her, brother. You know I would never hurt her.”

A twig snapped beneath a boot.

Azriel growled low in his chest.

The pounding gave way to a sharp pain, and it made your senses lighter, less focused.

You couldn't remember ever passing out before, but you thought it might feel like this.

“Stay away from her.”

“She doesn’t remember you, Azriel.”

A choked breath. “Don’t touch my mate.”

Darkness that surpassed the shadows finally granted you a reprieve from the pain.

Maybe you'd wake up and this would all make sense.

Part 2 ♡

#azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar #azriel #azriel fanfic #azriel spymaster #azriel angst

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thefableddestiel · 1 month

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Here’s a parallel I noticed that highlights the difference between Cas relationship with Dean and Cas relationship with Sam pretty well. Episodes 10x22 vs 14x15

When MOC Dean is beating up Cas, Cas doesn’t hit back even once. The most he does is try to bear hug him from behind to calm him down. But not a single punch.

When Sam is Justin Smith, Cas says he won’t hurt him, but he actually does pick him up and slam him into the ground. It’s not a big deal, obviously he knows Sam can take it, but it’s something he wouldn’t even do with Dean.

Before the actual fighting, Cas tells dean, “I’m your friend… I’ll be the one that watches you murder the world.” And then when MOC Dean is on top of Cas holding the angel blade to him, Cas holds onto the wrist Dean has on his tie and the only thing he says is, “please”. He doesn’t even try to grab the hand holding the knife. And then Dean stops.

On the other hand, when Sam is on top of Cas trying to stab him, Cas uses an entirely different approach. He’s forcibly holding back Sam’s arm that’s holding the angel blade. He tells him he understands that he wants to be happy, but that if he does this he fails the people they lost. He says “if you do this you fail Jack. Sam, you fail Dean.” And that makes Sam stop.

The difference that’s so stark is that Cas has to appeal to Sam through talking about Dean. But Cas can appeal to Dean through his own relationship to him. He doesn’t need to bring up what it will do to Sam or anyone else, because their own relationship is powerful enough and he knows it.

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verahella · 2 months

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ᡣ𐭩 HQ DAD MOMENTS !

✎ feat. k. kozume, k. tobio, o. tooru

ᡣ𐭩 KENMA KOZUME

it’s about three a.m and kenma really needs to pee but he’s scared that you’ll creep up on him and scold him, like his parents used to (he swears he’s an adult). he sighs, family never changes.

the door creaks open.

kenma spins in his chair slowly, “now listen, i can explain—”

his baby sits on the ground, big curious eyes wandering from him to the monitor.

kenma lets out a sigh, pulling his headphones down to his neck, “shouldn’t you be asleep?”

miyu tilts her head as if to ask him the same question.

“fine, fine.” kenma mutters, picking her up and wrapping an arm around her to keep warm as he spins back around, “i’ll let you play with me as long as you keep quiet.”

he narrows his eyes at her, “and no throwing up or pooping.”

miyu smooshes kenma’s cheeks together in acceptance and he nods, holding out a finger to which she wraps her hand around. “we have a deal then, partner in crime.”

the next twenty minutes pass in a blur, with his daughter criticising him with her babbles and pulling on the strings of his hoodie while kenma tries to shush her in the quietest way possible. the sound of keys being smashed fills the silence as kenma takes a break, rubbing his eyes.

he freezes immediately when he hears footsteps trudging to his room. oh shit.

kenma prays that it’s some ghost instead of his wife but he knows the pattern of those steps too well. kenma rushes to manoeuvre under the table and miyu lets out a traitorous giggle when he bangs his head.

the door opens and you yawn, rubbing your eyes.

“kenma?”

“what the—” your eyes squint in the bright glare of the monitor but even half asleep and caught between reality and dreams, you don’t think kenma can shrink so quickly, “where’s papa?”

your baby stares at you blankly, sitting in her dad’s gaming chair and wearing too large headphones that slip off her ears.

kenma doesn’t have to look to know she snitched so he sneaks out of his hiding place. not before banging his head once again though.

like the sadists his family is, miyu laughs again while you give him a look that says ‘you deserved it’.

he rubs his poor head to soothe it, “listen, i can explain—”

“you’re on diaper duty for the whole of next week.”

ᡣ𐭩 KAGEYAMA TOBIO

it breaks tobio’s heart when your daughter comes home from school with a tear stained face. her unicorn backpack is dropped on the floor with a thud as she rushes to burrow herself into her dad’s leg.

tobio picks her up and settles her onto his lap, frowning as he awkwardly pats her head. your daughter curls into him, fisting his shirt tightly.

“what happened?”

your daughter looks up at him, eyes brimming with tears, “s-some boy said that my nails s-sucked.” she mumbles through a soft pout on her lips.

tobio’s frown deepens as he looks down at her chubby fingers fiddling with his shirt. sure, one hand with pink glitter and the other with various shades of rainbow wouldn’t be his first choice but anything looks cute on his girl (his words, not mine.)

“they’re idiots. your nails are fine.”

he thinks that isn’t the right thing to say when her bottom lip starts wobbling. panic twists into his chest and he blurts out the first thing that comes to his mind, “you can paint mine.”

her sniffles pause, “really?”

no. he doesn’t want to go out with gem nails from a five year old’s nail kit. “really.”

her eyes brighten up and tobio thinks the impending doom of embarrassment is worth bearing when she bounces and skips to get her nail kit.

hours of frozen playing in the background pass and that’s how you find your husband finishing up the last of his clumsily painted nails at ten in the night, your daughter tucked into a burrito of blankets and drooling on his chest.

your gaze snags on the heart drawn on his hand and a soft smile spreads on your lips when you recognise the initials.

yeah. when the prize is his favourite girls’ smiles, tobio can definitely deal with his deformed hello kitty nails being captured on camera in his next match.

ᡣ𐭩 OIKAWA TORU

you’ve made many mistakes in your life but you’re starting to think that your biggest one yet is bringing oikawa to the mall with you.

he was already unbearable when you were dating, buying you anything and everything that you glanced at for more than ten seconds. but now, it’s reached a point where you debate between pretending not to know him (which is hard when you both have the same last name) or straight up abandoning him and going home.

“babe! check this out!”

you sigh at his excited yell and your baby mirrors your annoyance from her stroller, “what is it this time?”

“isn’t this just adora—hey, careful! that’s my foot!” you stop just short of running over oikawa with the stroller. he sighs and holds up a pastel dress only slightly bigger than his hand, “isn’t it adorable? the bow is cute too.”

he leans down to the stroller, eyes sparkling, “you like it, don’t you, yuko-chan?”

your baby spits out her pacifier in response, crossing her chubby arms. you barely stifle a laugh at oikawa’s shoulders drooping.

“you’ve been spending way too much time with that thug, uncle iwa.” toru pouts.

at the mention of her favourite person in the world, yuko brightens up, clapping her hands. this time, you do laugh when oikawa’s jaw drops open.

“you wound my heart, yuko-chan.” he places a hand over his heart, letting out a sigh like a damsel in distress, “give papa a kiss and fix him up again.”

he looks down at her and finds her chewing on her thumb, attention diverted to a panda plushie. oikawa sighs and takes matters into his own hands, lifting up the baby to his eye level. the two have an intense staring contest before yuko pulls down her lower eyelid, blowing a raspberry at her father.

“wonder who she learnt that from,” you say drily.

your daughter is the only one who, aside from you, can humble her father and she does a good job at it, humiliating him everyday. oikawa doesn’t mind though, offensiveness gone in an instant as he peppers kisses all over yuko’s face. he coos at her little grunts before carrying his victim over to another trial of clothes.

you smile at your little family and follow them, dropping the panda plushie into the cart. you know toru will come back looking for it again anyway if you don’t.

anything to make his little girl happy.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #oikawa x reader #kenma x reader #kageyama x reader #oikawa toru #kenma kozume #kageyama tobio #vera’s.hq.library.✎

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