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ayoitsnic · 3 years

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Platonic! Sam x Reader x Dean

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Trigger Warnings: None? Violence that's pretty typical for Supernatural

Summary: Sam and Dean found out they have a sister. They're very skeptical at first but upon meeting they find out that despite 2 totally different upbringings they have more in common than they expected.

*Disclaimer* I wouldn't normally describe y/n in fics but in this one I did so purposefully to show the similarities between the siblings. I've been told some people are a bit touchy on that.

Oh also this is the first fanfic I've ever written so I'd be happy with constructive criticism.

'This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this is an emergency, call my son Dean 866-907-3235. He can help.'

'Shit' Y/N thought to herself as she was put through to her dad's voicemail. 'Wait....it said call his son....does that mean...? Wait do I have a brother he never told me about!?' Grabbing a pen and a pad of sticky notes she called again, this time hoping for voicemail so she could write that number down.

'This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this is an emergency, call my son Dean 866-907-3235. He can help.'

She got his voicemail again, quickly scribbling down the number before hanging up and dialing it.

Sam and Dean were just finishing up a ghoul case in Indiana when Dean's phone began ringing in the glove compartment of the Impala. Reaching over from the driver's side Dean quickly found his phone, glancing at the caller ID "Unknown Number?" He questioned out loud. He assumed it was a scam caller, but answered it anyway just in case "Hello?"

"Is this Dean?" A female voice asked, sounding mostly nervous, but also just a teensy bit excited.

"Who's this?" Dean questioned skeptically, causing Sam to look over curiously from the passengers side

"I'm Y/N. I umm....this is gonna sound crazy but I'm your sister." She felt weird saying that. Until 5 minutes ago she was an only child. "I tried calling dad but it went straight to voicemail and said to call you if it was an emergency...I kind of need help.."

Shocked with the idea of possibly having a sister Dean pulled the car over to a screeching halt, putting the hazard lights on. He needed a minute to take that in. He put the phone on speaker so Sam could hear what was being said "No that's impossible. Dad already had one kid we didn't know about. No way he had a second." Dean said, obviously in denial.

"He what?" Y/N asked, a grin spreading across her face. Regardless of the circumstances that prompted this call, she was elated to find out she had more than one sibling

Realizing what he had just said, Dean shook his head "Nevermind. Where are you?" He asked as Sam began to flip through John's journal, looking for any hint that there might've been another Winchester out there. It didn't take long for him to find the missing pages not even halfway through the book. It would seem she was born long before Adam.

"I'm in the Poconos, in Pennsylvania." Y/N responded

"Okay well we're about 10 hours from there. We'll be there in the morning." Dean told her "Text me the address." The phone call ended and Y/N texted him the address. They weren't sure what the emergency was that she had to call their dad for but regardless of whether or not it was their kind of thing, Sam and Dean were definitely gonna haul ass to go meet this mystery woman.

The next day Sam and Dean found themselves in Northeast Pennsylvania before noon hit. When they finally reached their destination they realized that this woman had grown up so differently from them. She lived in one of those fancy gated communities. Well THEY considered it fancy. Y/N was used to it, but then again the bar wasn’t too high with the childhood Sam and Dean had. The houses were big, the yards green, you needed a pass from security to get in, the only thing missing were picket fences.

"Are we sure we aren't walking into a trap?" Sam asked Dean as they stood on the big white porch, ringing the doorbell. "Well if we are, we're certainly prepared." Dean had grabbed holy water and had his gun tucked into the back of his jeans. Sam, a little silver and the Demon killing knife. It wouldn't protect from /everything/ but it'd save them from most of their most common threats.

When Y/N opened the door you could definitely see the family resemblance between her and Sam. She was tall for a woman, standing around 5'10, had light brown, shoulder length hair. Her eyes though, those were a beautiful shade of green like Dean's. It was almost like looking in a mirror for the boys "Hey." She greeted, letting them in

"Which one of you did I speak to on the phone?" She questioned

"That would be me." Dean replied, raising his hand a bit "This is my brother Sam." Sam was still trying to get over the fact that it looked someone took him and hit copy/paste.

"Wow. Dad really got around didn't he?" She commented without thinking. "4 kids, good for him." Just like Adam whom Dean had very briefly mentioned the day before, John Winchester while still her father, wasn't in the picture that often. Sure he seemed like a cool guy the few times a year he would visit but they never really had a proper Father/Daughter connection. She did care about him, but at the end of the end of the day he was just a person she knew she could trust, hence she didn't think twice about making comments like that until she noticed the look on her brothers' faces when she said it. "Sorry, I want thinking when I said that." She quickly apologized, wanting to move on.

Upon entering, the whole house smelled like Palo Santo wood. She found the scent very calming. "Anyways it's a hell of a drive from Indiana. You hungry? I made pie." She offered.

Dean's face lit up at that "What kind?" He asked with a small grin

"Blueberry. It's my mom's recipe." Y/N replied as she motioned for them to sit at the kitchen table. While she took out a knife to serve the pie, Sam had swapped out her utensils for ones they knew were silver.

"So what was so important you felt the need to call us up here?" Sam asked. Y/N could already tell she liked Sam. He gave off good vibes.

Y/N stayed silent for a moment before telling them "My cousin was found dead the other night. He had his throat ripped out. Cops say it was a Mountain Lion but it sounded like something that might interest Dad. Where is he by the way? I tried calling him a few more times and it just kept going straight to voicemail. Doesn't even ring."

Sam and Dean both looked a bit sad as they had to break the news that their father had passed away and had been dead for quite some time now. Upon hearing that, Y/N didn't really react. She wasn't sure how to. Of course she should've felt something because it was her father, but at the same time, as mentioned previously, he wasn't around a lot. He was absent for most of her life just like he was for Sam and Dean's. Sure he was there for the big stuff like birthdays, her high school graduation, or prom night where he let her drive up in the impala, but it was the small stuff she wanted him there for.

"So you know about the whole 'fighting monsters' thing then?" Dean asked as he splashed a small amount of holy water on her leg under the table. Sam kicked him under the table for even mentioning it. What was he thinking!? She didn't even notice the holy water but the question caused Y/N to look at him weird.

"What the hell are you talking about? Mom always said he was a fed." This almost forced Sam to hold in a chuckle.

Despite looks from Sam telling him it was a bad idea to tell her what they really do and that it was probably a vampire that killed her cousin, Dean told her anyway. They already made the mistake of not being totally upfront with Adam. Dean wasn’t making that mistake again "Yeah, okay." She chuckled dryly "You fight monsters. Sure you do." Like any sane person, she thought they were bullshitting. "Next you're gonna tell me you've found bigfoot out something." She said sarcastically

"Actually Bigfoot's one of the few things that isn't real." Dean told her with a smirk

"Tell ya what, you fight monsters?" She motioned towards her two brothers "Prove it. Show me these monsters. Let's go find the 'Vampire' " she said with finger quotations "that killed my cousin."

"Oh no no no." Sam finally spoke up "I was against telling you about what we do to begin with, but I'm drawing the line at having you go out on a hunt. You could really hurt. Or worse, killed."

"What is this, some bullshit male chivalry thing? Do you think women can't do the job?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"No, no that has nothing to do with it." Sam quickly back tracked "It's just that you only found out today that monsters are real, you've never hunted before, and we don't want you getting hurt."

Y/N got quiet for a moment, contemplating how she wanted to respond to that. When she finally spoke, she leaned across the kitchen table and told the boys very calmly, like eerily calmly "He was my family. I'm going and we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice." It was loud and clear, in no uncertain terms that she would do anything for her family. That included killing vampires.

The group went silent again. Sam and Dean exchanged a few glances before Dean relented "Alright fine, but you follow our lead."

"Deal." Y/N nodded

It didn't take long to locate the vamp nest. Only a day or two. In that time Sam had given Y/N a full rundown of everything she'd need to know about Vampires. How they're nocturnal but that doesn't mean they can't wake up during the day, how the whole 'stake through the heart' thing doesn't actually work and you gotta cut the heads off, and how they normally live in groups.

Thankfully it was a small nest, only about 6 or 7 of them. When the 3 of them pulled up to the old, long abandoned Birchwood Resort, Dean popped the trunk revealing their weapons cache. Y/N looked surprised to see all that stuff, peeking over Dean's shoulder to get a better look. "I've never seen so many weapons in one place. That's awesome." She grinned as Dean handed her a machete. Sam looked at Dean, thinking to himself how similar she sounded to him.

"Alright, Sam and I are gonna go in. Stay out here and if you see any of them try to run out just chop the head off." Dean told her

"You're crazy if you expect me to stay out here and miss all the action." Y/N told Dean as she leaned against the side of her dad's car. She didn't care how long the old man had been dead. To her, that would always be his car. NOT Dean's. With a sigh, she looked up to the night sky and ran her fingers through her hair "Alright fine, whatever. You're the master. I'm just the padawan." She shrugged, kind of annoyed but not in the mood to argue. Sam chuckled at the Star Wars reference.

"This place is huge though." Y/N added "It's really easy to get lost in. You might be better off with someone who grew up here and is familiar with the area. I wonder where you could find someone like that." She hinted, as her and her friends would explore this place as teenagers. "I think we'll be okay." Sam declined. They really were set on having her outside. Thinking about it, she could definitely understand the decision. They'd probably see her as a liability.

Once Sam and Dean had found the nest, the massacre began. After killing half the nest Dean found himself pinned under a vamp, his weapon thrown across the room where he could reach it. "Sammy!!!!!" He called out but Sam was busy with 2 vampires of his own.

Outside Y/N had grown bored of waiting for the boys to return. How long did it take to kill a few 'Vampires'? 'Fuck it' she thought to herself 'I'm going in.' And that's exactly what she did. Looking around the place for her brothers she ran into 1 vampire. Too Easy. She cut the head off as it made a move to go after her. Looking at the decapitated head on the ground made her nauseated but she pushed on.

Before long she heard a commotion From inside one of the private cabins. Peeking through a window she saw the bad position they were in. Scared, and sick to her stomach she ran into the cabin. Swinging the machete in her hand she killed the vampire that had Dean pinned. It was a clean cut and came centimeters from Dean's throat.

He got up, grabbing his own machete to help out Sam. After the vamps were dead Y/N averted her gaze, trying to avoid looking at more dead bodies as she caught her breath.

"I thought we told you to wait outside!" Dean told her to which she instantly responded with "And I thought Sam said you guys would be okay on your own but I just had to come and save you. You should be thanking me."

With a sigh Dean nodded "Are you okay?" He asked, just making sure. "I'm fine. I'm covered in blood and I just killed 2 Vampires, but I'm fine." Despite the nausea, she grinned. The whole hunting thing wasn't supposed to be fun, but this was the most excitement she had in a long time. "Alright, I don't know about you guys but I would kill for a shower right now. If you want after that I know a great bar off main street. I could use a stiff drink."

Sam and Dean left 2 days later, having found a case in Virginia. "We are gonna keep in touch, right?" Y/N asked as Sam and Dean put their duffel bags in the Impala

"Of course we are." Dean agreed while Sam added his contact info to her phone. She of course already had Dean's info saved. "You sure you don't wanna come with us?" He asked which caused Y/N to shake her head lightly "As much as I would love to, I have responsibilities up here. Work, family, what's left of a mortgage to pay off...Maybe one day though." She offered a soft smile.

After hugging both boys and telling Dean to drive safe, they took off for Virginia. "Dude," Sam looked over at Dean "I know we were skeptical at first but can we agree she's definitely related to us?"

Dean looked at Sam weird “I don’t see it.”

“You’re kidding right?” Sam asked “Aside from the fact that she’s like a walking replica of me, she makes really good pie; you love pie. You saw how defensive she got when I told her it’d be safer to sty at home while we took care of the vamps. It’s clear she’d do anything for her family. Sound like someone you know? and while we’re on the subject let’s talk about the fact that she’s not a terrible hunter. She’s far from a natural and a little weak stomached, but for someone who’s probably never killed a thing in their life she wasn’t bad.” Sam listed all the different ways she was just like Dean.

“What was the first thing she said when she saw the arsenal he keep in the trunk?” Sam asked his brother who responded with “I dunno. What’d she say?”

“She said ‘That’s awesome. She sounded just like you.” Sam insisted

Dean sat silent for a moment, focusing on the road ahead of them before relenting “Yeah okay when you put it like that she’s definitely related.” He agreed

#Supernatural #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #sam winchester x reader #Dean Winchester x reader #female reader

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jokemoved2electricbugaloo · 3 years

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Joker hadn’t told Nix about the arbor: birchwood wrapped in super-saturated pink and purple tulle crowned with round orchids and roses of the same palette. A pink satin runway stretches across the powder-white sand to protect Nix’s heels from sinking. Passionfruit-hued and purple petals sprinkled with bright orange sweet pea petals line either side of the makeshift aisle since the beach is private. High tide eats the wet sand beyond their far from modest setup. ICONA Diamond resort’s white facade stands like a sentinel to ward off any ambitious photogs beyond who’s been hired. Hollywood-style palms will guide the bride from Star beachfront restaurant’s glass doors once Evelyn emerges. Upon Joker’s request, the minister wears a bright orange waistcoat under his light grey suit to match the decor.

The wind plays with his hair. Joker’s chin is inclined to keep the long green waves from roping over his eyes. His tuxedo’s sharp, albeit forgettable. Black. Same as virtually every other groom. It’s bought new and tailored so Nix won’t be able to poke fun at his ankles awkwardly baring on the breeze. Lilac tugs at the blush satin bow attached to her headband: the same as her dress, which matches the flower girl’s. Lilac’s gown lacks sleeves…and she’s forgone shoes since her father secures her bottom. He appears more seed pearl-garnished tulle than man with the bundle on his arm. The giant satin bow on the back of Lilac’s dress drapes over it. She tilts her crown against his jaw, then babbles nonsense while tugging at his sleek black tie.

“What do you think, Lily…?” Joker whispers in the infant’s ear, bouncing Lilac once in his arms. Then he shelves his face alongside hers so sand doesn’t blast into her eyes. “Is Mommy gonna strand us?” A small chubby hand latches onto a lock of green hair and stuffs it in her mouth. He winces at the first tug, then rolls his eyes and holds his mouth against her temple. He harnesses head voice to deliver a cartoonish, albeit glum, “Understood.” Joker kisses her cheek. Sunset augments the vibrancy of every decoration. There are no spectators, no friends and family save for the minister and one doorman with four-hundred bucks in his pocket to help Nix onto the runway and serve as a second state-required witness to the ceremony...and the photographer-videographer team since Nix is into tangible keepsakes. They could’ve been witnesses, too. Hindsight thinking.

Star’s spangly doors spring open after what felt like a century, though it isn’t Nix that makes her grand entrance. In a dusty rose dress matching her sister, Evelyn trots out with a giant magenta basket. Her long blonde hair bounces around a seed pearl headband that accentuates her tulle sleeves. She doesn’t need shoes either. Gloaming’s cooled the pavers enough not to scorch her little feet as she makes her way down the palm-flanked path, smiling at her father and sister and flinging petals that match the arbor, cascading accent arrangements crowning birch columns also wrapped in purple and pink, and the runway. She stops walking to hop and toss handfuls of flowers over her head like confetti. Joker bites his knuckle till it stings, crinkling his nose at their toddler making her way down the aisle and checking over her shoulder for her mother. Joker holds his free hand out as a mean to encourage her. Evelyn hops every few steps, pouncing on some of the petals that have already hit the ground and giggling when her bare feet first graze the satin runway.

☻ @banschivs ⋆˚✩

#banschivs #( STARTER )#( they really planned and executed an entire wedding with absolutely no one finding out )#( royalty )#WEDDING

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rinas-ninjas · 4 years

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Fractured Fractal pt 2

@revlischarm

Initiating BootStartup.

Starting.

Initiating WakeUp.

Zane blinked awake disoriented.

Memories came flooding back.

The ropes.

The chair.

A hand in his chest, pulling at wires, flipping switches.

A chill settled over him. What had they done while he was asleep?

He flexed his hands, wiggled his toes. He still had bodily control – his thoughts seemed to be his own.

“I am Zane. I was built to protect those who cannot protect themselves. I am a ninja. I have four brothers and a sister.” He breathed out a relieved sigh. His voice was still his. He was okay. Whatever they had done…he was still him. He was okay.

“Goooood morning, Icy!” He blinked at the sudden appearance of Not-Jay. The boy snickered at his startled look. “Oh yeah, your systems might still be a bit laggy. Not rebooting for that long?” He tsked. “For shame, Icy. You gotta take better care of yourself.”

Zane leaned his head back as far as he could from the strange ninja. “What did you do to me?”

“I didn’t do anything. Frosty just made some minor fixes.” Not-Jay paused. “Where were you built?”

“In a hidden lab in the Birchwood Forest.” It came tumbling out, with no thought or pretense. Zane reeled in horror, his fans picking up with a whir. “I did not – how did – why did I,” He looked up at the wide grin on Not-Jay’s face. “What did he do?” He whispered.

“I made minor alterations, as Jay said.” His double abruptly came into view. “Just to make it easier for you to work with us.” He leaned in close. “We would not want to have to resort to anything violent, would we?”

Zane’s heart dropped.

“Please do not,”

“How advanced is Lloyd’s training?”

“He is still a novice, though he is dedicated. P-please stop this,”

His voice was trembling again. Why couldn’t he stop? He didn’t even – he couldn’t even keep the words in, they spilled out like a waterfall no matter how he locked his jaw.

“Where are you located?”

“Do not make me – we keep the Bounty on a rotating location, in constant motion to avoid a sneak attack and preemptively intercept adversaries – stop this, please!”

Frustrated tears well up in his eyes.

“Aw, look Frosty, Icy can’t take it.” Not-Jay’s voice needled at the guilt weighing on Zane’s heart.

“What is wrong, Zane?” The other nindroid asked mockingly. “You are only fulfilling your programming, are you not?”

Zane fought to keep the answer from spilling over his tongue, but it stubbornly barreled out. “I am breaking my p-programming. I was meant to protect, and now I am b-breaking that code.”

Other-Zane tsked. “For shame, then. You must be defective.”

Zane shook his head. “Y-you did this,” He stammered. “Y-you, you did something,”

His double shrugged. “We just did what was already allowed within your systems. Your father must have,”

Zane’s head shot up with angry tears. “My father would never want this! He wanted me to be good, to be a light!”

Other-Zane sneered. “If he wanted you to be so good, he would not have left such wide holes in your security systems.”

#ninjago #ninjago au #loss of body autonomy #zane #zane julien #zangst #rina writes #fractured fractal

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godsavetheq · 3 years

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I’ve hit a new level of self-serving content because I just made a political compass meme about honeymoon resorts In The Nearby Poconos which is an idea so stupid I don’t even want to put it on my alt where I actually have followers to see it but hey at least my sister will like it.

As you can see we’re ranking these fuckers in terms of how much of a greedy capitalist they are/were and how many heart-shaped whirlpool bathtubs per capita they have/had. Here’s the breakdown

Birchwood

Wanted to be known for having its own airstrip; only actually known for hosting BDSM parties

Completely unremarkable economic policies

Caesars Pocono Resorts

Invented the heart-shaped bathtub (& forgot to patent it oops)

Invented the champagne glass-shaped bathtub

Expensive rooms

Was literally owned by a casino operator

Fernwood

Family-friendly resort (read: no heart tubs)

Owner was caught bribing politicians to kill environmental regulations

Owner was caught defrauding guests at his other business

Owner was caught being a piece of shit

Hillside Inn

Early black-owned resort

Accepted all kinds of people before that was the norm

Used income to take in the lowest in society and help them get back on their feet

Inn at Buck Hill Falls

Founded by weird religious sect

Oh, you two want to rent a room? Show me your marriage certificate.

Liquor and dancing is for pagans

Absurdly rich community formed around it

Mount Airy Lodge

Owner fled communism in eastern Europe

Owner went back to communist eastern Europe just to fly 38 immigrants back to his American resort in order to really give the commies the middle finger

Just lie about the weather to that sucker on the phone so that they’ll book a room

While in-between giving the commies what-for, kept busy by installing ever-more shag carpet and heart tubs

Penn Hills

In a 1985 comparison of top Pocono honeymoon resorts, Penn Hills had the most affordable rates

Had more heart tubs than it had rooms to put them in

Shag carpet on the floor

Shag carpet on the walls

Shag carpet on the ceiling

Shag carpet on the shag carpet

Tamiment

Founded by a hardcore socialist think tank

One of the largest & most profitable resorts in the country; used income to fund anticapitalist lectures

Unity House

Owned by a women’s trade union

Forwarded the cause of labor by unionizing women across NE Pennsylvania

Embraced black entertainers early on

Only served members of the union & their families

#self-service

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sikarian-and-frostbite · 3 years

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Frostbite Awakens...

The snow falls faster as the ice drake, once winged, begins to stir... Sikarian, the Chaotic One, has awoken, and so has she... she instinctively tries to fly, only to find that she can’t... and when she looks, she sees no wings. Her roar of anger and sadness of the loss of flight can be heard for miles from Birchwood Forest...

She must resort to walking everywhere now, to being kept from flight, with a form that is not her own.

((Frostbite is now available for interaction.))

#Frostbite Awakens #not an ask #not a search #possible rp starter #rp starter #yeetus skadeetus

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sasukebelieves · 5 years

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My diet

one strip of birchwood bark

handmade Deer jerky

your mom’s pussy Lol

it’s

ok to resort to cannibalism sometimes

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deadmotelsusa · 1 month

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Stopped by Birchwood Resort today and was kicked off the property about 5 minutes into my visit.

#birchwood resort #stroudburg #pennsylvania #abandoned #deadmotelsusa #the groundskeeper was nice tho #just doing his job

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the-gone-ton · 3 years

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Yesterday at about 4:00 in the morning, the abandoned Birchwood Resort near East Stroudsburg PA became engulfed with fire. The fire affected one of the main buildings on the property, including the pool, sports complex, and shooting range.

#poconos #birchwood #birchwood resort

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your-dietician · 3 years

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That's Entertainment 6/29/29 | Local Entertainment

New Post has been published on https://tattlepress.com/entertainment/thats-entertainment-6-29-29-local-entertainment/

That's Entertainment 6/29/29 | Local Entertainment

Tuesday Night Blues online concert, Howard “Guitar” Luedtke and Blue Max, 6:30 p.m. today, viewable on Facebook, YouTube and at TuesdayNightBlues.com.

Tuesday Night Blues, live concert series, opens with Stefan Geisinger Band and Flaming Doublewides, 6:30-8:30 p.m. July 6, Owen Park. Food and beverage vendors on hand. Free. Information: chippewavalleyblues.com or the Facebook pages of the Chippewa Valley Blues Society or Tuesday Night Blues.

“Harps in the Park,” 6-7 p.m. Wednesday, the lawn at Chippewa Valley Museum, Carson Park. Part of museum exhibit “Listen Up! Folk Music in the Valley.” Concert is free. Ramone’s ice cream parlor inside the museum and the museum’s exhibits open until 8 p.m. Wednesday. 715-834-7871; cvmuseum.com.

The Thundermen, community concert, 6:30-8:30 pm. Wednesday, River Prairie Park’s Prevea Amphitheater, Front Porch Place, Altoona. Sponsored by the city of Altoona.

Eau Claire Municipal Band, 7:30 p.m. Wednesday, Donald “Sarge” Boyd Bandshell, Owen Park. Free. Information: eauclairemunicipalband.org or the band’s Facebook page.

Menomonie Moose Lodge senior dances, 1-4 p.m. Wednesday, 720 19th Ave. Everyone welcome. Information: 715-235-3747.

Shell Lake Arts Center concerts at Shell Lake Lakefront Pavilion: Jazz campers, 5 p.m. Friday; jazz faculty, 4 p.m. Sunday; jazz faculty, 7 p.m. Monday; jazz faculty, 7 p.m. Wednesday, July 7; jazz campers, 5 p.m. Friday, July 9. Free. Information: shelllakeartscenter.org/events/concert-schedule; 715-468-2414.

Good Morning Bedlam, folk, 7-8:30 p.m. Thursday, the lawn at Menomonie Public Library, 600 Wolske Bay Road, Menomonie. 715-232-2164.

Sue Orfield Band, jazz-blues-rock, fundraiser for Sojourner House, 3-6 p.m. Saturday, Knights Of Columbus, 236 Pumphouse Road, Chippewa Falls. Donations welcome. 715-726-2002.

Chris Kroeze, country, 10 p.m. Saturday, Riverfest, 410 E. Veterans Memorial Drive, La Crosse. 608-782-6000.

Release of “The Last Honest Man,” single by Davey J from upcoming album, “Blue,” Sunday, at outlets such as Spotify, Apple Music and other online retailers; short film titled “Last Honest Man,” broadcast Sunday on Davey J’s Facebook page: tinyurl.com/ys39yd8e.

Fusion at Four Seasons Concert Series: Margie and Teresa, musical group, 5:30-6:30 p.m. Monday, Four Seasons Stage, River Prairie Park, Front Porch Place, Altoona.

Kickin’ It Country Concert Series: Golden Band, 6:30 p.m. Monday, River Prairie Park’s Prevea Amphitheater, Front Porch Place, Altoona.

“Mixtape Live!” featuring a women’s trio performing styles including country, classic country, pop/rock, folk, showtunes and patriotic, various dates through July 12, Paradise Shores 4, 26364 Highway M, Holcombe. 715-595-4227; paradiseshores4.com/events.

Nick Anderson, solo, 5-8 p.m. today, Gathering Place Resort & Lodge, 2738 27½ Ave., Birchwood. 715-354-3029.

Kaiged Acoustic, joined by fiddler Jimmy Herman, 6-9 p.m. Wednesday, Barn Again Lodge, S683 Lovely Road, Mondovi. 715-946-3433.

Bear Creek Band, variety, 5-9 p.m. Thursday, Gilligan’s Tiki Bar, 2452 8 1/4 Ave., Chetek. Free. 715-924-3105.

Tommy Bentz Band, blues-rock, 7-9 p.m. Thursday, Music in the Park Series, Veterans Park, 1 N. Main St., River Falls.

Open mic hosted by Rock Creek Song Dogs, 6-9 p.m. Thursday, Dancing Yarrow + Farm to Fork Pizza, S193 Highway BB, Mondovi. 715-309-5238.

Bear Creek Band, variety, 5-9 p.m. Friday, Paradise Shores 4, 26364 Highway M, Holcombe. Free. 715-595-4227.

David Janakey, 6-8 p.m. Friday, Dancing Yarrow + Farm to Fork Pizza, S193 Highway BB, Mondovi. 715-309-5238.

Drumming and Music Medicine, 8-9 p.m. Friday, Dancing Yarrow + Farm to Fork Pizza, S193 Highway BB, Mondovi. 715-309-5238.

Josh White, live music, 5:30 p.m. Friday, Together Farms, W93 Norden Road, Mondovi. 715-210-4740.

Nick Anderson, solo, 8-11 p.m. Friday, Suncrest Gardens Pizza Farm, S2257 Yaeger Valley Road, Cochrane. 608-626-2122.

Rock Creek Song Dogs, folk-grass, 5:30-8:30 p.m. Friday, Brewery Nonic, 621 4th St W., Menomonie. 715-578-9078.

Backyard Jack, 7-11 p.m. Saturday, Jake’s Supper Club, E5690 Highway D, Menomonie. Free. 715-235-2465.

Bear Creek Band, variety, 4-8 p.m. Saturday, Roadhouse 25, 103 S. Highway 25, Wheeler. Free. 715-989-1021.

Late Night Jazz: Dean Granros Quartet, avant-garde guitarist with trio of Josh Gallagher on keyboard, Sean Carey on drums, Jeremy Boettcher on bass, 8:30-11:30 p.m. Saturday, The Lakely, 516 Galloway St. 715-839-0601.

Howard “Guitar” Luedtke and Blue Max, blues, 8 p.m. Saturday, No Name Saloon & Monkey Bar, 114 Broad St., N., Prescott. 715-262-9803.

Lou Carver, live music, 6-9 p.m. Saturday, Dancing Yarrow + Farm to Fork Pizza, S193 Highway BB, Mondovi. 715-309-5238.

Rock Creek Song Dogs, folk-grass, 2-4 p.m. Saturday, Rosario’s Pizza, 42 N. 1st St., Black River Falls. 715-284-0006.

Bear Creek Band, variety, 2-7 p.m. Sunday, Jake’s Tiki Bar, E5690 Highway D, Menomonie. Free. 715-235-2465.

Two Rivers, 3-6 p.m. Sunday, Northwoods Brew Pub, 50819 West St., Osseo. 715-597-1828.

Bear Creek Band, variety, 6:30-8 p.m. Monday, Music in the Park, Elcho. Free.

“Listen Up! Folk Music in the Chippewa Valley,” exhibit through Sept. 6, Chippewa Valley Museum, 1204 E. Half Moon Drive. Exhibit shows the great diversity of musical traditions in the Chippewa Valley. Hours: 5-8 p.m. Tuesdays; noon-5 p.m. Wednesdays through Sundays. Closed Mondays. Admission: $10 adults; $8 seniors 62 and up; $5 kids and students with ID; free for kids under age 5. 715-834-7871; cvmuseum.com.

Self-guided tours published by Chippewa Valley Museum: “Biking Into History,” three- to six-mile tours using Eau Claire bike trails, all three courses starting at Phoenix Park; and walking historical tour of downtown Eau Claire. Free for participants and family-friendly. For biking tours, maps available at the Chippewa Valley Museum, The Local Store, L.E. Phillips Senior Center. For walking tour: theclio.com. Information: 715-834-7871; cvmuseum.com.

“Campfire Stories: A Night of Fact, Fiction, & Fire,” 8-9:30 p.m. Wednesday, The Lakely, 516 Galloway St. 715-839-0601.

Chippewa Valley Writers Guild Virtual Writers Retreat program by Angie Trudell Vasquez: “Poetry for the People Workshop,” 7 p.m. today. Free. To register, which is required, cvwritersguild.org/events and click “Register Now.”

Party at the Park Storytimes, 10:30 a.m. Wednesdays through July 28, outside (weather permitting) at Chippewa Riverfront park. Presented by Chippewa Falls Public Library. Also at the library’s kids’ YouTube Channel: tinyurl.com/ahnfzy7s. Information: 715-723-1146; chippewafallslibrary.org.

Summer Storytime, 9 a.m. Tuesdays through Thursdays through Aug. 12, Menomonie Public Library, 600 Wolske Bay Road. Pre-registration required. 715-232-2164; menomonielibrary.org.

Family Storytime on Zoom, 10 a.m. through July 28, Baby/Toddler Storytime on Tuesdays, Family Storytime on Wednesdays. Presented by L.E. Phillips Memorial Public Library. Information/registration: 715-839-5007; ecpubliclibrary.info/kids/storytime-online/.

“Get Lost: A Walking Podcast of Eau Claire,” written and performed by 23 UW-Eau Claire students. Each episode features a different walking path through Eau Claire, with narrators sharing a mix of fiction and historical facts. Information: getlostec.com.

The Chippewa Valley Railroad, Carson Park, open noon-5 p.m. Sundays through Labor Day and on July 4. Tickets: Adults, $3; children, $2; 2 and younger, Free. Information: chippewavalleyrailroad.org, the group’s Facebook page, or 715-450-3330 during hours of operation.

The Mabel Tainter, tours of Victorian theater on the National Register of Historic Places, 205 Main St. E., Menomonie. 715-235-0001; mabeltainter.org.

“In a Roundabout Way,” virtual exhibit of works by over 20 artists, through Aug. 27. Presented by L.E. Phillips Memorial Public Library. 715-839-5004; ecpubliclibrary.info/art.

Artists featured through July 18 at ArtZ Gallery, 208 N. Keller Ave., Amery: Barb Tanner, jewelry; Ruth Ronning, pastels; Deborah Stull-Kinsley, paintings. Information: 715-268-8600, artzgallery.org.

“Recent Acquisitions: Gifts for Our Community,” through Aug. 15, Laurie Bieze Gallery, Pablo Center at the Confluence. Information: 715-832-ARTS (2787), pablocenter.org.

“Meditations,” art by Allan Servoss, through July 9, Heyde Center for the Arts, 3 S. High St., Chippewa Falls. Free. 715-726-9000; cvca.net.

“Eric Lee: Ignited Reality,” paintings in conjunction with a number of process-driven techniques involving flammables, water, ashes, concrete, aluminum, wood and others, through Sept. 12, Pablo Center at the Confluence. Information: 715-832-ARTS (2787), pablocenter.org.

The art of “Go Paint! Chippewa Valley,” virtual exhibit of work from weeklong plein air art festival, presented by Pablo Center at the Confluence. Information: 715-832-ARTS (2787), pablocenter.org.

“Hands of Peace,” virtual youth art production organized by local nonprofit BaredFeet, on facebook.com/baredfeetco. 715-497-3213.

Art in the Valley, gallery featuring local artists, 2533 E. Clairemont Ave. Hours: 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. Monday, Tuesday and Thursday; 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. Wednesday and Friday; and 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. Saturday. Information: 715-579-2097 or 715-577-1332.

Artisan Forge Studios, home to over 30 vendors specializing in arts of all forms, including artists of all media, 1106 Mondovi Road, Eau Claire. Artisan Forge currently is allowing only 10 people in the gallery at once and enforcing 6-foot social distancing. They are encouraging use of face masks, which are supplied at the entrance and gallery desk. For hours, special events and more information: 715-456-8573; artisanforgestudios.com.

Derek Hambly, Australian expressionist painter, premiering new work exclusive to B-Framed Galleries, many of which focus on mirrored images of rivers, trees and pathways, B-Framed Galleries, 313 South Barstow St. 715-832-4476, email [email protected], or message on Facebook.

Searching for Summer Scavenger Hunt, featuring 16 historic summer recreation sites around the Chippewa Valley, Saturday through July 11, and includes locations in Chippewa Falls, Lake Hallie and Eau Claire. Information: 715-834-7871, cvmuseum.com/searching-for-summer.

The 360-degree interactive virtual tour and a new virtual exhibit, “Hmong in Eau Claire,” Chippewa Valley Museum, 1204 E. Half Moon Drive. Other features at the museum: “Listen Up! Folk Music in the Chippewa Valley,” through Sept. 6; “Reinventing the Chippewa Valley: 1650-present”; “A Century of Change: Farm Life”; “RCU Children’s Gallery: History Quest”; “A Fantasy in Miniature: Kate Aitken’s Dollhouse.” Hours: 5-8 p.m. Tuesdays; noon-5 p.m. Wednesdays through Sundays. Closed Mondays. Admission: $10 adults; $8 seniors 62 and up; $5 kids and students with ID; free for kids under age 5. 715-834-7871; cvmuseum.com.

Wisconsin Logging Museum (formerly the Paul Bunyan Logging Camp Museum), four historic buildings, machine shed and interpretive center, noon-4 p.m. Thursdays through Sundays, 1110 E. Half Moon Drive in Carson Park. 715-835-6200; wisconsinlogging.org.

Chippewa Valley Museum and Wisconsin Logging Museum both offering a buy one admission, get one admission free deal. Joint tickets for the two museums. Fourth of July hours: Chippewa Valley Museum, noon-5 p.m., Wisconsin Logging Museum, noon-4:30 p.m. Discount made possible with Xcel Energy support. Information:715-834-7871; 715-835-6200.

Stanley Area Historical Society, 228 Helgerson St., 1-4 p.m. Saturdays and Sundays through September. Admission by donation. Group tours available by calling 715-644-5492 or 715-644-5880.

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