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stanchett · 2 years ago

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Hi! I saw your post asking for prompts, so here's one for you, if you'd like. ☺️

Out of all of Nevermore's traditions, Larissa disliked Staff Bonding Nights the most. She preferred to drink her wine alone in her office instead of in a loud bar, thank you very much. But thanks to the new addition to the staff, maybe this time it wouldn't be that bad of an evening...

Here you go!! Thanks for the request, I hope you enjoy!!! :)

I owe a massive thank-you to @pro-weems-places for editing this for me, it was written at 1am and required much revision.

Black and White

Warnings: NSFW, alcohol use

Word count: 3.4k+

Your laptop screen glowed a bright white in your dark bedroom, the seemingly endless stream of emails welcoming you to the Nevermore staff taking up the open tab. The most recent one caught your attention the moment you read the subject line, “Staff Bonding Night at the Weathervane”, written in bold black letters.

“That could be fun, I suppose...” you pondered to yourself while scrolling through Netflix for something to watch.

Normally, you were more of an introvert, but you were determined to come out of your shell a bit in light of your new position at the school. You turned in for the night, shutting your laptop and curling up in bed with a nature documentary, unaware of what the following evening would bring.

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The next morning was a bit of a drag as you roamed the hallways of the school, nearly getting lost (again) as it was only your second week. It was still early, about an hour before your class was supposed to start. Rounding a corner, you almost run head-first into Larissa Weems, the stunning principal you’d hardly stopped thinking about since meeting upon your hiring. She gasped in surprise and stepped back from you, clutching her chest while she caught her breath.

“Oh Principal Weems, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you coming-” you apologized, but a quick wave of her hand dismissed your apology.

“It’s quite alright, Ms. Y/L/N. Are you lost? You seem a bit turned around.” You blushed at the realization that you definitely were, and nodded in confirmation to her question.

“Walk with me darling, I’ll show you the way from here,” Larissa offered, and you gratefully accepted. Keeping in stride and making small talk was easy with her, she was so sweet and polite. You wondered if you would see her that evening at the staff gathering.

“Hey, will you be at the Weathervane tonight? How do those events usually go?”

Larissa rolled her eyes with a sigh, “Oh yes, that.. I myself am not normally in attendance, but I’ve heard they can be quite fun, according to other staff members. I much prefer my study and a glass of red personally, but to each their own.”

Your heart sank a bit at her admission, but you tried not to look too defeated. “Why don’t you give it another shot? After all, I’ll be there..” you said in a mock-suggestive tone, secretly hoping she would realize you meant it in a way that wasn’t entirely a joke.

Just as you delivered your makeshift pickup line, the two of you arrived at your classroom. You stopped at the door and leaned against it with your arms crossed, looking up at Larissa with a challenging look, “What do you think?”

She chuckled and looked away from you - was she getting flustered? Clearing her throat, she stated, “I’ll think about it. Enjoy your class this morning, Y/N.” And with that, she headed back to her office. You watched her leave for a moment and smiled to yourself, then removed the keys to your room from your pocket. If she decided to show up tonight, you would make sure she had a great time.

By 5 o-clock that evening, you found yourself rushing around to finish getting ready, hopping out of the hot shower to throw on a button-down and some slacks. Leaving a few buttons undone in hopes you would catch the principal’s attention, you put on some light makeup and headed out the door. You hoped beyond hope that Larissa had made up her mind and decided to show.

After a short drive down the winding road, you parked outside the café and noticed the inside had been completely revamped to reflect a vibe similar to a nightclub of sorts; the tables had been pushed to the edges of the space or removed altogether to make room for a makeshift dance floor, and the overhead lights dimly lit the room in a variety of colors. “Maybe this’ll be more fun than I thought...” you whispered to yourself, glancing in the mirror of your sun visor to double check your makeup before leaving your car.

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Swinging the front door open, you were immediately greeted by a chorus of hellos from the handful of staff members already inside enjoying themselves, the low hum of dance music hitting your eardrums.

“Y/N! I’m so happy you showed up! Welcome to our little annual bonding tradition,” Ms. Thornhill exclaimed, quickly looping her arm through yours to guide you to the counter. “Would you like a drink? There’s a full bar and a table of snacks over in the corner, too. You’re welcome to them!”

You smiled your thanks in return, and she patted your back before rejoining a group of teachers by the door. She seemed like the excitable type, which you weren’t really into, but she made you feel included nonetheless and for that you were grateful.

Peeking past the counter, you spotted Coach Vlad preparing a few drinks. He handed them out, then headed your way with a grin.

“Hey, fresh blood! I’m so glad to see you! What’ll you be having?”

You thought for a moment before deciding, “Just a Jack and coke for me, Coach. I’m glad I could make it. This place moonlights as a club for you guys, huh?” You jest, leaning on the counter, eager for something to take the edge off your remaining nerves.

“Oh yeah, the Nevermore staff really knows how to get down,” he joked, gesturing to the dead crowd before you both, all chatting away. He handed you the drink and you took a swig. Strong stuff. You wondered where Larissa could be. Would she really decline your ever-so-convincing offer?

“I guess Weems doesn’t really ‘get down’ much, does she?” You asked him. His hands were already busy with prepping another drink.

“Not these days. She hardly shows her face at these events. Not really her style, I gather.” He wandered to the other side of the counter to take some more orders. You took another sip and pulled out your phone, suddenly feeling out of place without someone to really talk to.

While you were mindlessly scrolling through your social media apps, the group of teachers suddenly went silent, quietly muttering to each other as opposed to the loud conversations they were just having. You look past them and see a flash of silver brush past one of the windows. Was that..?

The front door eased open and you swore you had never seen anyone more beautiful - in walked Larissa, adorned in a silver dress and white elbow-length gloves, her hair done up perfectly.

Your jaw dropped to the floor and you struggled to keep from staring. She caught your eyes roaming up her figure and strutted her way over to you, politely greeting everyone along the way. It was at that moment you realized the alcohol was starting to hit you, giving you more confidence than you normally possessed.

Setting your drink aside, you attempted to lean coolly on the counter behind you as she approached. “Fancy meeting you here,” you teased when she reached you, her gloved hand coming to rest on the marble surface next to you, effectively trapping you beside her.

“I suppose I could say the same..” she said, her eyes openly sweeping over you, momentarily coming to rest at your slightly revealing choice of clothing before flicking away to Vlad who was still wearing a look of surprise on his face at her appearance.

“I’ll have a red, Coach,” she said all too smoothly. Grabbing the wine bottle, he poured her drink with a nod. Her gaze turned back to you, her eyes glistening under the multicolored lights as she regarded you.

Leaning in, she said in a low voice, “You sure clean up well, Ms. Y/L/N.”

You were momentarily grateful for the low lighting, positive it hid the blush that quickly rose to your cheeks and shiver down your spine. But you feigned shock at her words, putting a hand to your chest as you retorted, “Principal Weems, are you flirting with me?”

She raised an eyebrow and elegantly turned to accept her drink, looking you dead in the eye as she took a long sip. You felt a searing heat gather in your lower abdomen. God, this woman is stunning, you thought to yourself.

“It’s possible,” was all she said.

There was a sudden clap sounding from the center of the room, an attempt from Thornhill to command everyone’s attention. “Alright everyone, partner up! Let’s get a little dancing in, shall we?” She said with a grin.

A collective groan passed through the room and she jogged over to you, a huge smile still plastered on her face. “Would you care to join me? It’s your first time here, you have to give it a shot at least!”

You would feel bad turning her down, so you jokingly rolled your eyes and agreed, Larissa watching your reaction the entire time. She tried to hide her amusement but she was looking forward to this. You swallow the rest of your drink and let Marilyn lead you out onto the dance floor.

Someone cranked the music up a little higher and you quickly found yourself swaying to the beat, the alcohol in your system doing its job. You were grateful several others ended up taking her up on the offer as well, all of you dancing together to the rhythm. You closed your eyes and lost yourself to the music for a moment, your hips working on their own to keep time with everyone else. Maybe Nevermore really did know how to get down.

You opened your eyes to see Larissa staring you down from her spot at the bar, her eyes raking over your body while you danced. Without thinking, you reached a hand out to her, wiggling your fingers in the air as a silent signal for her to join you. Tossing the remainder of her wine down her throat, she placed down the glass and stalked over to you, her eyes never leaving yours. She came to stand in front of you, and you boldly placed your hands on her hips. You looked up to catch her eye and confirm that this is alright with her, her only response a sly smirk and a glint of mischief in her eye.

She began moving her body to the beat in time with you, and you released your hold on her to raise your hands above your head, losing yourself to the music once more. She closely watched your every move, almost hypnotized, like you’d put a spell on her. You turned your back to her and threw her a glance over your shoulder. That was all the invitation she needed.

Placing her hands on your hips instead, she pulled you against her front for a moment, and you gasped at the contact and her forwardness. You deliberately moved your hips more seductively against her, your intentions becoming infinitely more clear. You knew you couldn’t keep this up in front of your co-workers, so you turned to face her once again as the song ended, tossing your head back with a throaty laugh.

You looked up to find her smiling down at you, that hint of something more never leaving her glare. You crooked a finger to beckon her down to you, and she quickly leaned down to catch your whisper. “Do you wanna get out of here?” It sounded so cliche, you knew, but in that moment your arousal was almost unbearable. Straightening up again, she nodded in agreement and even in the dim light you swore you saw her cheeks redden. You bit your lip and jerked your head in the direction of the door.

Waving your goodbyes to everyone in attendance, you passed off the excuse to Thornhill that you were too tipsy to drive in an attempt to avoid suspicion and practically darted out the door, Larissa hot on your heels. Hopping in the passenger side of the school’s van, you waited while the principal buckled up and started the engine.

“You’re quite the little tease, aren’t you,” she said, her own voice coated in arousal. Her words shoot straight to your core. It was nothing you hadn’t heard before, but it sounded so much better coming from her. Her gloved hand came to rest on your thigh during the drive back to the school, her thumb stroking the sensitive skin. You were ready to hop into her lap just as she pulled into the parking lot, and she quickly cut the engine and got out.

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Once inside, you let her lead the way back to her quarters, your eyes glued to her backside the entire walk there. She unlocked the door and ushered you inside, locking it behind you both before pressing you against it with her hips. You gasped and looked up at her, her pupils blown so wide you could practically see your reflection in them.

“Is this what you want?” she asked, making certain you’re on the same page before proceeding.

“God yes,” you breathed out, hands coming to rest on her lower back.

She wasted no time in leaning down to capture your lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing a deep moan that rumbled from your chest. Her thigh pried your own apart, coming to rest between them and you gasped into her mouth wantonly, your hands grasping her ass.

“I’ve wanted this from the first time I laid eyes on you,” you husked.

Her lips worked your neck, making your eyes roll back. “Then that makes two of us,” she whispered, pressing her thigh to your center.

You let out a breathy moan, your legs threatening to give out. All at once she pulled away to examine her work, her eyes burning into you and you licked your lips in anticipation.

“Take off your clothes and get on the bed for me.”

You loved the idea of following her orders. You didn't hesitate, tugging at the buttons of your shirt hurriedly and dropping it to the floor, followed by your pants, leaving you in your matching set of black lace panties and bra. You climbed onto the bed and knelt at its edge, and Larissa turned her back to you, silently prompting you to unzip her dress.

You took your time in doing so, kissing down her back in the zipper’s wake. You eased the garment off her shoulders and she removed her gloves, tossing them onto a nearby chair. She turned to you to reveal her choice of lingerie; a cream-colored set that complimented her skin tone perfectly. You felt your mouth water at the sight.

Sitting up on your knees put you at her height at last, and you pulled her into another kiss, this time softer. You passed your tongue over her bottom lip and she granted you entry immediately, a small whimper escaping her throat. You allowed your fingers to tangle themselves in her perfectly pinned-up hair, her own exploring over your body. You arched into her when her fingers found your nipples through your bra, her lips quirking into a playful grin at your reaction.

“Someone’s eager..” she teased, pinching them experimentally, earning her a gasp from you.

“Lay down for me,” you whispered against her lips.

With a chuckle she obliged, lowering herself beside you. You quickly took your place between her thighs, placing open-mouthed kisses from her knee up to her inner thighs. Your fingers danced over her core through the fabric, and she shuddered at the contact, spreading her legs further for you.

“Someone’s eager,” you teased, throwing her own words back at her.

Larissa covered her face with a giggle, but it quickly turned into a gasp as you finally made contact with her center through her underwear. The heat of your mouth drove her mad with need, and she tugged the offending article off, revealing just how aroused she was for you. A low growl left your chest at the sight and you dove in without a second thought.

Flattening your tongue against her clit, you finally got a taste of her, and it was well worth the wait. Her sweetness coated your tongue as you devoured her, and you glanced up to watch her writhe beneath your touch. Her back arching as her hands grabbed for anything that would ground her, eventually landing in your hair. Her whimpers were heavenly, you could listen to them all night long. And you planned to.

Just as her breaths started to quicken, you circled two fingers over her entrance, before easing them into her. She let out a high-pitched moan, and you moaned against her in response, her sounds and the tugging of your hair spurring you on. You began pumping and curling them inside her in time with the strokes of your tongue, and you could tell she was already getting close by the way her walls were tightening around you.

“Are you gonna come for me baby?” you coaxed, your fingers brushing that sweet spot inside her that drove her wild.

“Y-yes, I’m- fuck-”

You could get used to hearing this woman curse. Especially if you were the cause. With a few more gasps and breathy moans, she reached her release, flooding your fingers and mouth with her intense taste. You helped her down from her high before removing your fingers carefully, climbing up beside her and flopping onto your back to catch your breath.

After a few minutes Larissa wordlessly straddled your waist, lowering her lips to yours to taste herself on your tongue. Whining against her, you squeezed your thighs together for some much-needed friction and she chuckled against your lips.

“Oh don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet,” she teased, her fingers trailing up your thigh.

With practiced skill she pulled your panties aside, quickly finding your clit and circling it with featherlight touches. You gasped and bit your lip, the coil inside you already wound tightly. She kissed up your torso, her soft lips finding your hardened nipple through your bra with ease. You leaned up on your elbows and removed it for her, the movements of those damned fingers making it a nearly impossible feat.

She caught the sensitive peak of skin in her teeth before you could lay down again, causing your head to fall back in pleasure, a desperate whimper leaving you. Her tongue circled it in the same pattern as her fingers below and you felt entranced by her touch. You cupped her cheek, encouraging her to meet your heated gaze.

“I need you,” you all but begged, your cheeks turning pink at the nature of your words.

“That’s all I needed to hear, darling.”

Her words in such a low tone nearly drove you over the edge, but as she pressed her fingers into you, it took everything in your power to keep from crying out. A pathetic whine still managed to leave your throat despite your efforts.

Her digits filled you up in the most delicious way and she knew it. She pumped them slowly, finding the same spot in you as you did in her, massaging it as you fell back onto the mattress. You knew it wouldn’t take you long to finish at this rate, but the sudden ascent toward your orgasm took you by surprise.

“Larissa.. so.. so close,” you whimpered, your eyes squeezing shut in an attempt to stave it off a bit longer.

Your hands gripped her shoulders, nails digging in. Your vision gained a few black spots when you opened your eyes again, only to find Larissa’s lustful stare looking back.

“It’s alright dear, I want you to come.”

Her words sounded delectable in your ear when she whispered them to you, and you couldn’t help yourself when you came undone on her fingers, a moaning mess beneath her. You moved to cover your mouth but her hand caught your wrist, pinning it above you. She wanted to hear you, so you let her.

Once your pulsing around her slowed, she pulled her fingers from you and looked deep into your eyes as she sucked them clean, groaning at your taste. A smirk played on her features, proud of her handiwork as she regarded your now disheveled demeanor.

“Perhaps I’ll make a habit of going to Staff Bonding Nights.”

You both burst out in laughter before settling into a comfortable silence, soon after falling into a deep sleep, wrapped up in each other.

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chirpingfromthebox · 16 days ago

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The Frost's Post-game Press Session from 1/26/2025 - BOS at MIN

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The Minnesota Frost's post-game press session from their home game against the Boston Fleet on Jan. 26th, 2025.

At the table were forward Katy Knoll, head coach Ken Klee, and forward Taylor Heise.

A transcription is under the break.

[along with some asides and a few pics and some assorted reference.]

[Video begins]

Reporter:

Taylor, even though it’s early in the season it seemed like this game took on some added importance based on how things have been going with you guys lately. Did you kind of have that sense of urgency as a team?

TAYLOR HEISE:

I think even for the past three games we have had that. I kinda said it out there, we’re not playing bad. No part of the last three games have been bad. We have battled, we’re really good d-zone wise, getting shots off. I think today we just were in the right spots offensively. We’ve kind of been working in practice of shifting around, being in the right areas for people. And then defensively, Nic [Nicole Hensley] stopped almost everything she needed to and we played well. So I just think today, you could feel that we had that energy, but I'm hoping that we continue to bring that every single game.

Reporter:

Was that connection with you and [Michela] Cava for your couple of goals, I know that you play with different partners on your line, but it seemed like the connection you guys had today was pretty good. Obviously with the shots you were able to hit.

TAYLOR HEISE:

Yeah, she is an unreal player and I think- we always call her the sleeper pick. But I don’t know how you can be a sleeper when she’s won countless championships, she’s been MVP like 3 or 4 times. And I’ve been in that spot where you’re making all those plays, and sometimes you don’t feel like you’re doing enough. And for her? She’s doing more than enough. I think she’s making the plays. She’s winning her wall battles. And I think, just, that confidence. It comes and goes, I get it, I’ve been there. But she’s unreal and I think you’re gonna keep seeing the best out of her continuing here coming up.

Reporter:

What were the conversations like around how important it was to win this game and get out of that little rut?

KEN KLEE:

Well I think it was, you know, it was key for us just to get a couple- a few days to practice. I mean, we- this month we haven’t been able to string together like two straight days of practice without travel almost the entire month. So I think this week we really- you know, we had a great intentional day. We did a lot of individual stuff on the first day. Then we did a lot of team stuff the second day. And then yesterday we worked on special teams. So it was good. It was nice to be able to have some regular practice where we get everybody on the same page, everyone pulling in the same direction. Everyone’s trying, it’s not for a lack of effort or lack of—like Taylor said—that we’ve been playing horrible. The other day we only gave up 7 scoring chances against. But we only got 8 ourselves so we, you know, gotta figure out ways to crank those numbers up a bit. But today we were obviously clicking.

Reporter:

You guys were able to tie for first place with the win, but of course you’re- played three more games than they have at this point. And so is that important from that standpoint too?

[Taylor turns to look at the others at the table during this question then turns her head from the microphone and can be heard quietly scoffing a little.]

[ID: A screenshot of the three Frost members sitting at the interview table with microphones in front of them. Katy Knoll is giving a bit of side eye and looking like someone whose friend just said something batshit but is trying not to say anything about it, Ken Klee looks as if he's trying to ponder if this question is really happening right now, and Taylor Heise has her head turned from the microphone as if she is trying her darnedest to suppress her worst instincts. /. End ID]

KEN KLEE:

Yeah we’re just trying to get points. We’re not really paying attention to the standings. Somebody asked me about it before the game. Like, we know it’s gonna come down to the last five games of the year. We’re gonna have to get points to get into the playoffs. Because that’s the way- the league is so tight right now. You look at 1 to 6? Everything’s tight. If one team has a good week and another team has a bad week? It can quickly get close. So, I mean, we know we gotta get points. As many points as we can throughout the season. Because we know we’re gonna have bumps. And we know we’re gonna have good things and bad things. So we just don’t want to be stuck at the end of the year, like, 'okay now we gotta make up a bunch of points,' because that’s tough.

Reporter:

Katy [Knoll], Sophie [Jaques] made kind of a good play on your goal. But to see your reaction was kind of fun too. [Klee and Heise look over at Knoll and smile. Knoll smiles wide.] You getting that one in there and then kind of raising both of your arms up in celebration. How did you feel after that? Was it kinda just sort of, you know, relief? Or what were you feeling in that moment?

[Video description: In the Fleet's zone Sophie Jaques is taking the puck up the left side, a Fleet player attempts to intercept her but she's able to protect the puck and pass it across to Knoll, and Knoll knocks it in for the goal. As soon as it hits the back of thenet she does a little jump for joy. She put her hands in the air as her teammates surround and hug her. Then she skates back to her bench with her arms raised in celebration, wearing a massive smile the entire time. /. End VD]

KATY KNOLL:

Yeah, I’d say it was a bit of relief. I feel like it was kind of, I’ve been doing the right things the last couple of games, as we all have. And just kind of either hit a post or miss the net a little bit. So to finally put that one in the back of the net was very exciting as you could tell from my reaction. [she laughs.] But obviously a great play by Soph, I actually, I thought it may have been offsides for a sec there, but she kept it in and obviously made a great play across. So happy to contribute to the team’s win. And like Heise said, everyone was rolling today and it felt really good to be able to contribute.

TAYLOR HEISE:

They couldn’t have challenged the offsides either, so, regardless-

[everyone laughs]

KATY KNOLL:

[laughing] I love it.

Reporter:

As a coach you like to see your team respond after the other team scores-

KEN KLEE:

Yeah, no question. I mean, they were good. I would say especially our blue line with Katy centering, Brooke and Boots [Brooke McQuigge and Claire Butorac] they were buzzing. The other lines were buzzing too, but I just thought they had a lot of jump. They were helping to create momentum not only for themselves but other lines. And we know that that’s how the game works. We need to stack shifts together and that way when teams- when we do get fresh players on the ice we can show off our skills. And obviously Taylor made some great shots which was awesome. So good to see.

Reporter:

Taylor, what’s been behind the shift of you taking some more shots yourself instead of going for assists?

[ID: A series of three screenshots from the session depicting a series of connected moments. The first shows Heise giving a very sarcastic face. The next shows Klee starting to jokingly mime patting Heise on the back. The last shows how this caused Knoll to crack up laughing. /. End of ID]

TAYLOR HEISE:

Yeah. Um. [Sarcastically] It’s a great question. Coach is telling me to shoot. Players telling me to shoot.

KEN KLEE:

Dad telling you to shoot.

TAYLOR HEISE:

Yeah. My dad does too. [She puts her hand over face and rubs it a little.] Um. I would just say, I’m always going to try to make the right play if it’s there. I love making the right play, whether that’s a pass or a shot. I just think today I was on the receiving end of some passes where typically I’m the one making them. So I think today was making sure I’m a force to be reckoned with every time I’m out there. Like, I want to be the best player on the ice every game. But also I need to be doing the right things defensively and offensively. So it’s the focus of getting shots on net, but quality. I’m never really gonna be one to just throw a puck on net. But I just think today there was open spots and people found me and just get shots on net, it creates opportunity.

Reporter:

Taylor, what does it mean to you be EA’s Forward of the Year?

[For reference: EA's NHL 25 video game held a fan vote to select the top hockey players in different positions. I think technically Heise wasn't the "forward of the year," but instead one of the three forwards selected for their PWHL "Team of the Year" along with Natalie Spooner and Marie-Philip Poulin. -CftB]

TAYLOR HEISE:

Yeah, it’s been cool. The skates that they send us are always really fun. They end up somewhere in my basement. Really, really, just, an honor to be a part of it. But also there’s so many amazing players that could be on that. It’s only six players out of the entire P-dub, so it’s up- it’s anyone’s game. I think it’s a fan vote, so honestly it’s- Thank you to my fans out there. But honestly just, like I said, anyone can be there. But it’s an honor. And it’s something that shows that my hard work’s not going unnoticed.

[Also for reference: If I'm remembering my Heise lore correctly, I think she's said in previous interviews that she has a finished basement at her house and that's where she keeps her trophies. So she's saying thatshe'll keep it somewhere with her trophies, not that she'll just shove it into the dark humidity of basement storage. -CftB ]

Reporter:

You guys are approaching kind of the first half, as far as number of games played. What’s gone well in the first half for your team? And then kind of looking ahead to the second half, what are you guys still hoping to work on as a team and accomplish? That sort of thing.

TAYLOR HEISE:

I think bounce back. In this league we’re, obviously, I don’t think we have any back-to-back games, but, like we play Tuesday. Tomorrow we need to bounce back. We need to be feeling good. Do what you need to do at practice. I think we’re doing a good job of- we also have a lot of veterans. If you know what you gotta do in practice, we don’t need to go out there and blow anyone’s head off. Like I think we do a good job of finding and feeling out what it takes to be good. And what it takes to be at your best. Whether that be doing extra rehab, doing extra treatment. I think our team is very professional in that sense. And coaches understand that. Everyone does what they need to do. I also think the bounce back factor it, after a loss you gotta come out and play hard. Every game in this league is hard and it’s- you’re not gonna come out and have an oopsie-daisy game where you get to do whatever you want.

And in the future I think, continuing to follow up shifts. I think we do a good job of, you know, there’s one line does something really well, sometimes we have a bit of a taper off and then we kind of come back. I think we as a group will be looking for to continuing those shifts. Whether that be one person changes, get a new fresh person out there just so we can change consistently.

And then continuing to get shots off on the powerplay. Being really good PK-wise. I thought today was really good. So that’s a lot of things. But I think we’re gonna do a good job of continuing those.

Reporter:

Ken, kind of same for you? First half versus second half? You know, what have you liked? What are you still hoping to-

KEN KLEE:

[points at Heise] I agree with her.

[the room laughs]

No, yeah, no, it’s good. We know it’s a tough year. It’s tough. It’s trying to find our chemistry. Find our jam. We know there’s gonna be ebbs and flows to the game. But again, I agree with her. Stacking shifts together. Making sure that we’re not a one-trick kind of pony. Like we can score on the powerplay, we have good PK, we have to be able to have all our lines contribute on different nights and we know it. For me it’s- that’s how we were successful last year: our depth and finding different ways to win games. And we gotta continue to work on that.

Reporter:

I would think it’s important too getting Nicole [Hensley] back in the groove a little bit.

KEN KLEE:

Yes, I thought she was outstanding today. I thought it was her best game of the year. And it’s great to see. She’s kind of been close. And for me, just to get over the hump there where she didn’t have a soft goal today, she just mentally is sharpening up. And she’s been really good in practice to be honest with you. I watch practice every day. I’m watching close on all the players, but obviously you notice it with the goalies a lot. So just her overall confidence level has been ramping up since her last injury and now hopefully that just continues. Because we definitely want to have both as 1A and 1B. It doesn’t matter who’s in the net. We know we’re good to go.

Reporter:

Any updates on when we might see Dominique [Petrie], Grace [Zumwinkle], [Natalie] Buchbinder?

KEN KLEE:

I think they’re probably going to be after the break. For both of them. But obviously that’s kind of- they’re trying. They’re trying to get back and we’re trying to bring them back, but also make sure they’re healthy when it is time for them to step back into our locker room- I mean, into our lineup.

Reporter [to the room]:

You guys good?

KEN KLEE:

Good?

TAYLOR HEISE:

Awesome.

Reporter:

Katy's gotta watch the Bill's game. We gotta get her out of here.

[she makes a face and laughs.]

KEN KLEE:

There you go.

KATY KNOLL:

[quietly] Go Bills.

[end of video]

As a final reference note: Katy Knoll was born in New York and went to a prep-school in Buffalo, NY before going to college at Northeastern. The Buffalo Bills NFL team had a game this day. So the reporter is just making a little joke about her hometown team. And judging from her reaction she isn't a huge football follower.

I was originally going to end this with a collection of pics of all the things random things Heise is doing in here when other people are answering questions (relatable), but I think I've reached the limit of non-text content in this post already, so feel free to look for it yourself if you watch it.

#pwhl #minnesota frost #katy knoll #ken klee #taylor heise #pwhl minnesota #pwhl transcriptions

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aloysiavirgata · 1 year ago

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I have a bet going that even the most saccharine fluff can actually be done well. So, a prompt for you, if you’re willing:

Mulder and Scully’s kid is an elementary student of the week. Every day that week, kid has to do a Special Assignment; Our Family, Draw a picture of the family pet, whatever. Go! (?)

“Are you shitting me?” Mulder asks, staring at the list. “I’ve read Kitty Kelley biographies less invasive than this.”

Scully leans over, perusing. “You’re so dramatic, it’s a very sweet little program! Tomorrow is his favorite book.”

She frowns then. “Oh.”

“Oh,” Mulder repeats. “The Book That Eats People.”

Scully puts her face in her hands. “We’re the Addams Family,” she groans. “Jesus.”

Mulder pats her on the back. “Maybe he’ll pick Madeline,” he suggests, without much conviction.

***

William is at the table, tongue poked between his lips. “How do you spell ‘disavowed?” he asks.

His father scowls. “William, just say I’m a writer. You don’t need all the back story.”

“D-I-S-A-“ his mother begins.

“SCULLY.”

William beams, a gap-toothed smile. His father’s crinkled eyes. His mother’s blue irises. “Go on, Scully,” he says.

***

The cat is curled in a spiral on the Lazy Susan, her glorious tail a twitchy plume.

“Can I tell them why we named her Taily-Po?” William asks.

Scully frowns. “It’s a scary story, William,” she says. “Not everyone is -“

“Yes,” says Uncle Frohike, scooping up lentils with a wedge of paratha. “It’s classic Americana. That’s patriotism in Virginia.”

Scully frowns. “William. Just tell them we found her as a kitten behind a Vietnamese restaurant.”

“There’s a hyphen,” says Uncle Langley, helpfully.

***

William pokes through the cardboard box of pictures. “Can I tell them Aunt Melissa was murdered ?” he asks. “And that it was never solved? And what do I say about Aunt Samantha, Dad?”

Scully stares beseechingly at Taily-Po, who blinks greenly in reply.

***

“Can I bring both bullets?” William asks his parents. “I can’t pick just one of your gunshots!”

Mulder considers his apple crumble. “How about your mother’s bullet and my letter from the Jerry Springer show?”

William perks up. “Yeah?”

“NO,” Scully says, over a mug of tea. “Those are not appropriate for show and tell.”

William stabs at a potato.

“Well, you have your last birthday card from Skinner,” Mulder says. “Most kids don’t get cards from the director of the FBI.”

William rolls his eyes. “It’s just a CARD,” he groans. “It’s BORING. It’s the last day, it has to be GOOD.”

Mulder ponders for a moment. He looks at Scully, the love of his life. Her fine cheeks are drawn in as she blows on her tea, her mouth a damask rose. She has a nose like a Roman queen, hair like Hestia’s tender flame. Against every odd she birthed him a strong, healthy child. He would kill for her. He would die for her.

“William,” he says to his son, not meeting her apatite gaze. “Have you heard of a show called COPS?”

#msr #xf fic #xf fanfic #william #au #family fic #prompt

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lumnries · 2 years ago

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┆．pairings stan marsh x gn reader ft. kenny

┆．synopsis stan’s been friends with you since 4th grade, how does he feel realizing he holds feelings for you?

┆．cw not proofread

✉️ … this is my first blog post SO i just wanna say my reqs are open !!!! hmu, you can find my rules here :D i don’t write a lot so this got a bit poor but i tried my best <\3 I FORGOT TO MENTION, THEY’RE IN HIGHSCHOOL HERE 😭😭😭

he doesn’t really realize at first, he’s always noticed how his heart beats faster whenever you were around but never really thought much about it.

it was on the first of the month he recognized his feelings for you. he doesn’t know what to do, should he tell you or keep it to himself? he ponders about it for a bit while walking down the halls. as he reached his locker, he sees you hesitantly talking with kenny. it doesn’t help that both your lockers are right next to each other, but that’s besides the point. he’s more focused on finding out what you guys are taking about.

“hey, why are you guys whispering?” he asks as he opens his locker. only then do you turn around, and god does he feel like disappearing. “stan… it’s nothing.” he stops for a moment. & stares at you, he promptly takes note of your flushed expression & mentally frowns. “well, alright. where are the others?” he closes his locker as he looks at the both of you. kenny seems indifferent but he doesn’t fail to see the slight smirk he wears. now, his dejection is plastered all over his face. an expression of dumbstruck takes over you. “stan? what’s wrong?” you ask, his previous state nowhere to be seen. “don’t worry, i just remembered i had to do something.” giving you no time to speak, stan rushes away.

“seems like he’s discovered something.” kenny disrupts you from your train of thoughts. “kenny, this isn’t the time. he was probably upset about something else.” he shrugs. before you can add on another comment, the bell rings indicating the start of the first period. “shit. let’s talk again later at lunch.” you hurriedly walk to your class as kenny follows behind you. sighing, you open the door to your classroom only to be greeted by your teachers scowling face. you apologize, walking to your seat. you sit down, fixated on your teachers discussion — unaware of a certain someone’s gaze.

suddenly, it’s already lunch. you wait in line with the others in front, allowing you to consider how you actually feel. if you’re gonna be honest to yourself, you’ve probably felt this way towards stan for months now; but you’ve never bothered to express your feelings as he’s always been interested in wendy. but, kenny has certainly made you doubt yourself. you weren’t stupid, you noticed how he seemed to fidget whenever you were around or how his face seemed to slightly burn crimson whenever you complimented him. you sigh, confused by his change in behavior.

& just like that, the day ends. you say your goodbyes to your friends as you walk home. the cool breeze hitting you. your days went on just like this, days turned into weeks & the end of the month eventually got closer. it was the 31st. your day went on how it usually was, but nobody could imagine the stunned look on your face when stan told you to meet him at stark’s pond after class. your heart was racing as you were approaching the said location. you reached the lake, seeing the familiar figure of your friend.

he himself was painted with an embarrassed look. your mind went blank as he got closer & opened his mouth. “y/n, i’m slo glad you came. this is kinda humiliating. i mean, seeing me like this.” he stammers as he talks, “okay, i know this might be sudden but i like you. recently, i’ve started contemplating about how i felt towards you. and i’ve come to the conclusion that i’m absolutely fucked whenever i think of you because i just can’t seem to get you out of my head.” your gaze follows him as he turns his head, looking away. you hold his hands, seemingly making the raven haired boy redden even more. despite this, he doesn’t seem to mind.

“stan. i like you too, you don’t understand how happy i am just being in your presence. i’ve loved you since last year, i just couldn’t stand the idea of ruining our friendship over something i can’t control. just being together with you was enough, but now i’m not so sure.” he’s finally looking at you. your heart feels like bursting. he brings his face closer to yours, as you guys embrace each other. the warmth you felt that day couldn’t be described. & as the month finished, so was the constant confusion of your relationship with the boy you’ve liked.

#☒ ⠀fluff #stan marsh x reader #south park x reader #x reader #gn reader

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monkeydluffy19920 · 2 months ago

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“ But there's something about us I've got to do Some kind of secret I will share with you”

- Sannami week day 6 (confession)

Going Merry Holidays 2024 (day 1)

I felt like this year I could return to this "advent calendar”-kinda thingy I did years ago just for fun (”Going Merry Christmas”-tag). Calendars in December in order to count down the days for the big festival on 24th is pretty common in Finland so why not sharing the fun with fellow followers~!

So in other words I'll share some fanmade fun and blabber a bit about the backgrounds of them (I also link the original Tumblr post behind every headline if it’s been published before).

Alrighty, let’s begin!

So this was my short project for Sannami week-event 7 years ago. The prompt was "confession" and song is “Something about us” by Daft Punk.

I didn’t write much ponders to the original post I made (link here) but like said back then, I think Sanji has been very active when it comes down to the confessions. Of course it can be interpreted as a running gag and stuff but what is more interesting is Nami’s way to react has changed throughout the series.

First it was like “yeah whatever” but the further we go the story the less she kind of denies it and then there is the reunion of the retrieval team in Whole Cake Island where Nami hugs him tightly with teary eyes. Well she is very emotional in general but shipwise interesting that she doesn’t directly deny things but well for the comical relief, Oda chooses here to dodge a bit in the end.

But well also on the other hand, it would be sort of out of character for Nami to jump out and yell “I LOVE YOU TOO” so I think that’s why if Oda creates romance between (main) characters, he would do it in a very subtle way.

ps. Finally managed to reupload this to Youtube! Back then the copyright stuff was so darn strict I originally had to post it to Dailymotion in order to get it worked :D

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ghosts-and-blue-sweaters · 2 years ago

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ghostbur and limbobur interaction, no interaction, whatever. just mmmm the parallels and then coexisting in different realms is enough. you can see I am very normal about my bois yes.

They take up 90% of my brain space

VERY GOOD IDEA YES YES!!! I’ve actually been wanting to write about Ghostbur and Wilbur, specifically set in Limbo, so this was a good motivator to actually write that :D

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I seem to be inside a train station, Ghostbur thought, taking in the worn signs and maps posted to the walls and the flickering schedule fixed to the ceiling, pixelated words reading: do you remember what the sun feels like?

As Ghostbur stared, pondering this strange question—of course he remembered what the sun felt like! He felt it on his skin everyday, and he loved to sit and watch it move lazily across the sky, and he quite enjoyed the feeling of warmth on his closed eyelids—a voice broke his thoughts, scattering them like smoke.

“What are you?”

Ghostbur blinked, turning around.

Across the train tracks, on a platform identical to Ghostbur’s own, stood a man wearing a long brown coat. His eyes were wide, and they were brown.

Brown…

Ghostbur wanted to say hello, and wave, and perhaps talk about the sun, but he did not.

Instead, he was quiet.

Strangely, he felt very afraid.

He felt very afraid.

“What are you?” The man repeated, voice quivering like leaves in autumn that just barely clung to their branches, always being blown away in the end. He took a step—though forward or backward, Ghostbur couldn’t tell. “Are you a mirage? A vision?”

There was a pause.

“Like a- like an illusion? Like a magic trick?” The man snapped his fingers. “Is a bloody rabbit going to jump out of your hat?”

“I’m not wearing a hat,” Ghostbur murmured, before he could remember that he wanted to stay quiet.

The man shut his mouth with a snap.

It seemed as if a chasm greater than train tracks was settled between them.

Ghostbur still felt very afraid, but he didn’t run.

“You look- you sound like me. Why do you sound like me?” The man sounded panicked, eyes growing wider and exposing more of the whites inside them. “Why do you look like me? Why do you have my face? Why do you have my freaking face?”

Ghostbur took a small step backwards.

The man stared at him. His stare was very sharp, almost piercing. Like a sword, or the tip of a knife.

A thought drifted into Ghostbur’s mind, quiet and heavy and instantaneously right. “Are you Alivebur?”

“What… what’s an Alivebur?”

Ghostbur gazed at the man, tilting his head to the side.

Wilbur gazed back, swallowing. His forehead was growing shiny with sweat.

“Is this where you live now?” Ghostbur asked, taking another look around. “In a train station?”

Wilbur paused. “I- yes, in a… train station.”

“Is this what death looks like?” Ghostbur stopped looking around, turning his attention back to Wilbur. Wilbur, the dead man, who died on November sixteenth, which was two and a half weeks ago.

Wilbur blinked. “You didn’t answer my bloody question.”

“Oh.” Then it was Ghostbur who blinked. “What was-“

“What are you? Are you me? Are you my doppelgänger, my clone? A trick?” Wilbur began to pace, back and forth across his platform. Ghostbur watched him.

Wilbur’s shoes made very loud clicks against the floor.

“I think I’m your ghost!” Ghostbur supplied.

Wilbur’s gait faltered. “My ghost?”

“Yes!” Ghostbur nodded, trying to be excited even though he felt mostly scared. “I’m like you except I don’t do bad things or blow up nations! I don’t start fires!”

Wilbur continued pacing, wringing his hands together. “You don’t start fires?”

“No! I don’t start fires that I can’t put out.” He paused. “I think you did that a lot.”

Wilbur chuckled, though it sounded much more like a choke. “Brilliant. Just brilliant.”

“What is?”

Wilbur stopped walking so suddenly that his coat rushed forward and his hair flopped. He glared at Ghostbur with eyes that were far more dangerous than lightning. “You. Me, this.”

He gestured at the train station, and his sharp hands struck Ghostbur as if he’d been physically hit. Ghostbur flinched.

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There’s actually quite a bit more that I’ve written for this :0 But this was the section that made the most sense, I felt like. Still working on the rest!

This has become a full on fic alsgaksgkafsjs and I’m not too sure when I’ll finish it, so I wanted to go ahead and share at least a bit of what I have :D

#EXCITINGGGGG #I could ramble so much about this but I need to get off tumblr and go to a pizza restaurant lol #BUT I MIGHT RAMBLE LATER HAHA #thank you so much for this prompt!! I hope you like :)#my stories #ask #story snippet #ghostbur #c!wilbur #wilbur soot #DSMP Wilbur #Wilbur DSMP #DSMP ghostbur #ghostbur dsmp

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sleeping-academic · 5 months ago

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september 15th, 2024

today was not very productive… most of my morning was just me sitting around. i’m at work right now tho, and it’s looking like a pretty boring shift, so i should have time to get some stuff done unless i’m given a surprise task.

unfortunately i did not find a red jacket on my thrifting excursion with my friend yesterday 😔 but i did see something in spirit halloween that inspired another halloween costume idea (one that’s much easier too!!) so i’ll keep pondering that.

today, i:

🫧 finished watching arcane with my roommate!! we’re both very excited for season 2 to come out in a few months :D

🫧 painted my nails (blue and pink… like jinx from arcane. can you tell i really like arcane rn??)

🫧 went to dutch bros before work and got a hot tea for my shift as a little pick-me-up treat (because i did NOT want to go to work)

to-do before tomorrow:

🫧 finish reading chapter 2 of the textbook for my archaeology of ancient italy class + take quiz 4

🫧 read the “doing gender” article for my intro to gender and society class

🫧 finish the page for the 8 of Wands in my tarot journal!! i’ve been very disconnected from that recently with the start of the new semester, but i’m gonna try and dedicate some more time this week to learn more about tarot <3

media:

🎧: “paint the town blue” - ashnikko

📖: the song of achilles - madeline miller

📺: arcane season 1 episode 9 - “the monster you created”

#🎙️#📓#studyblr #study motivation #student life #study blog

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nesta-apologist · 7 months ago

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So if we've got Cleric!Elain and Paladin!Lucien, which D&D class do the other ACOTAR characters fall into?

Thank you so much for asking! Hope you're ready for a dump of all my ✨thoughts✨

Here's a summary if you aren't interested in reading my whole dissertation (If you're wondering: yes I do plan to draw them all, we'll just see what I have time for)

If you're interested in more details on subclasses/multiclasses you'll have to come back later (I'll reblog and add it to this post) but if you're looking for explorations and ponderings of this so far:

Generically, I made these choices based on both personality and powers/skills. Sometimes these seem to conflict though, and I’ll do my best to explain the conflict.

I'll start with Cassian and Nesta, because they're the clearest to me. Cassian is a Barbarian because of his Illyrian training. Nesta is a Warlock because of her power's connection to the Cauldron (for example: one could see the end of ACOSF as a conversation between a warlock and their patron)

Now that I've got you hooked, we'll revisit Elain and Lucien. Elain is a Cleric for the vibes yes, but also because of her source of power - the Cauldron. She is blessed with powers from the same deity/being that Nesta “bargained with” (stole from) for power.

Lucien is a tough one. I initially figured he’d just be a bard, but after thinking about it more I decided on making him a paladin. I’ve heard good arguments for him being a rogue potentially, too. I’m dedicated to him being a paladin because I believe it fits his loyalty and sense of justice. Plus, there’s a possibility of him having an oathbreaker subclass after leaving Spring 👀. I like to think he may have a history of being a bard/pursuing the bard class back in Autumn, but left it behind when he left the Court.

Non-specifically, I’ll think that all High Lords are some kind of Sorcerers. I also imagine at least some multiclass because I feel like it makes sense for people that are so powerful. Other than them, I’ll try to avoid multi-classing unless it makes a ton of sense (i’m figuring out alternatives I’ll get into when I make a later post about subclasses and multiclassing in Dnd!Acotar (probably after Cassian week)

Next, of course, is Feyre and Rhysand. Feyre naturally has had the Ranger class since she was human, and then she picked up the Sorcerer class when she gained the powers of the High Lords.

Rhysand, as mentioned his high lords, is a sorcerer as well. He will likely either multiclass in barbarian for his training in Illyrian fighting, or that will be the basis for his specific subclass (though I’m also considering basing the HL subclasses on their Court theme). Basically, I’m workshopping it! :)))

Rogue!Azriel seems pretty set in stone/obvious to me (though I’d love to entertain other ideas if y’all have 'em!). Once again deciding if he should be a barbarian of some kind for the Illyrian training …

I’m also workshopping if the Valkyrie’s develop a multiclass/subclass for finishing their training. Whichever that class is will likely be Emerie’s class. I’m deciding between Monk or Fighter for her, leaning toward monk.

Then there’s Gwyn! I’m considering her having a base class of Druid or Cleric because of her background. Maybe I just want a Druid in here, or maybe I think she should just match classes with Emerie. I’m leaning toward Druid!Gwyn + Valkyrie class.

Sorcerer!Amren makes sense to me, having the same sort of mystical magical background as the High Lords (though she’ll absolutely have a different subclass than any known HL).

Bard!Mor makes sense to me because a lot of her abilities seem to be in the diplomacy around fights. I’m sure other arguments could be made for her class, but we don’t know a ton about her powers, and I LOVE the idea of Mor giving Bardic Inspiration.

I didn’t mean to group Eris and Mor in any way, but Eris makes sense as a Bard for the same reasons Mor does. Eris is just trying to multiclass into Sorcerer right now lol(a.k.a. Become HL).

The last thought I had was about the potential of Helion being an Artificer/Sorcerer. If Helion isn’t an Artificer, he sure runs a Court full of them. I’m considering him to potentially be a Clockwork Soul Sorceror (I’ll get into in a later post), or being the only HL to be a Wizard instead of a sorcerer based on his study of magic. Once again: workshopping

Let me know if you guys have any ideas for characters I haven’t gotten to yet! Here’s a short list:

Tamlin, Tarquin, Kallias (once again, I’m thinking Sorcerer for HLs but maybe there’s more), Jurian, Vassa, Ianthe, Kier, Amarantha, the human queens, Drakon, or Miriam

#DnD!acotar #acotar #acotar thoughts #dnd!au

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gumnut-logic · 2 years ago

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Thank you to all those who participated in this challenge last week. Remember, there are no deadlines on any of my challenges, only the ones you set yourself. The aim is to inspire and that does not have a time limit :D

Week Four

Totally self indulgent this week as I take a comment from @gaviiadastra and run with it.

This week is FISHTANK!

If you would like to join in, have at it. Write, draw, paint, craft, scribble, whatever works :D

The Details

I will post a small palette of colours, on Sundays.

Take the colours, which will not be precise, because I’m too lazy to get out my Pantone swatches, and colour matching sucks across monitors and printers and yeah, it’s a graphic design nightmare. So take the approximate colours and do something with with them. Art, craft, traditional, digital, performance, big, small, using all the colours, one of the colours, a derivative of the colours, fanworks or not fanworks, whatever works. I know, getting the creative brain to produce anything is a pain in many body parts. And writers, if this floats your boat, grab it and let’s go sailing :D

Post it to your blog (or not, but I’d love to see it anyway) and tag with #nuttypalette (the whole challenge title is too long and it abbreviates to npc which while I love Ryan Reynolds, isn’t really what I’m looking for :D )

How I ended up doing this

Okay, I’m possibly nuts, actually, probably nuts, but I’ve been looking for a way to activate my art a bit more. I can draw, paint, whatever and I have a studio full of glorious equipment that is barely getting used.

I had thought to start a sketch book, but the problem with that is that not all my media can be supported in a sketch book and plus I am horribly hard to tie down into one thing (you may have noticed).

I was pondering away and it occurred to me that the one thing that links all my art and craft media is colour. This combined with the fact that I have a pile of beads lined up on my desk in colour combos waiting for me to action something with them. They are like mini palettes.So what if I come up with a small combination of colours every week and do whatever with those colours?

I know I’m not the first to have this brain wave, but it struck me as something I could do, so I’m doing it. Initially for the month of February and see what happens. It may fizzle into nothing due to being back at work :( but at the very least I’ll end up with a little bit of creative stuff done?

So I’m slapping it here, in case anyone would like to join in.

Have fun :D

Nutty

#nuttypalette #nuttys palette challenge #art prompts #writing prompts #writers prompts #challenges #palette challenge #colour

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torawro · 2 years ago

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Hey sosa!!! Sorry if you’re getting a lot of byakuya ask! So I got something I’ve been thinking about. Imagine byakuya gets taken to a strip club/gentlemen club by his peers and renji to help him ease up a little bit and to get out more and he wasn’t really all that impress until he sees reader and boom! He’s been stuck on them from that moment on and tries everything to get her! From visiting often, to VIPS rooms, giving gifts and eventually trying to make her quit because he’s so rich he can easily just pay her lifestyle if he wanted to!

EEEEEEEK!!! So whatcha think about that? And if you ever build a headcanon off this I’ll be foaming at the mouth 😮‍💨cuz your and writing is 🤌🏾😮‍💨

P.s. I might even come off anon if you can guess who wrote this🤭🤭

HI NONNIE !!! i am soooooooo incredibly sorry for being late :(( i'm finally getting to all my asks >< please don't apologize i absolutely LOVE AND ADORE the saturation of byakuya related content i've been getting in my ask box and i want more :D love a reason to talk about my maaannnnnn. also, i think i very much know who this is but u shall let u come forward if you wish :))))

okay i personally LOVEEEEE THIS IDEA???FDKFDEKF LIKE THIS SOUNDS SO GOOD ! i think this kind of scenario is def something he would do to an extent 🤭 i would like to add, at first byakuya wouldn't want to go to this kind of place because, as prideful as he is, he thinks he's 'above it' and thinks that men who frequent these establishes so often are lowkey 'tasteless' because he just doesn't understand, subjectively, the appeal of watching barely clothed women dance in front and around him. but he may understand why other men might go.

and then he folds.

it's because renji is annoyingly persistent and figured the only way to get him and his other male friends/colleagues to stop asking is to go. so he promise he'll go just once and one time only just to see what the hype is about and it's like you said, he wasn't all thatttt impressed (at least they had decent drinks) but probably wouldn't come back on his own free will. until he sees the reader 🤭 she comes out in an outfit that is revealing but isn't all THAT revealing compared to her coworkers and his eyes are immediately drawn to her. there's also a certain elegance, poise and finesse that is threaded within her every movement but at the same time, she's still very sensual and feminine. the combination was incredibly sexy and captivating to byakuya, his gray silver eyes would continuously find their way back to her, like metal to a magnet. your gazes met twice during the night; your eyes were beautifully beguiling, but there was an amicable quality to them that felt inviting. you even gave him a wave as you left, and byakuya's eyes widened in surprise but otherwise his face didn't give away any emotion to his other colleagues.

all night he would think about you. yes 'kuya was a quiet man by nature but this time he was somewhat lost in thought pondering and contemplating about you and as he parted with his friends and arrived at his lavish, expansive bachelor pad, he was also already considering returning back to the establishment.... just to see you.

but ofc because he is as stubborn as he is quiet and intelligent, he wouldn't actually go back for almost another week. he made sure to go discreetly on a day/time that none of his colleagues would be there b/c he knew if they ever saw him they'd never let him live it down. this second time he goes back, he sits in a section by himself and just watches you, gingerly sipping on the alcohol he's been served. the way his eyes became low as he stared at you dance and manuever on stage, you would think he was glaring at you but it was quite the opposite. he was observing you, drinking you in, trying to figure you out just by watching you; byakuya could be very astute. either way it made you hot to have this handsome man's eyes on you all night. it wasn't in a creepy or predatory way which was a change of pace u could appreciate. in fact, you found it-- and him-- very attractive.

byakuya would find himself giving into his more primitive desires and visited a third and fourth time and the fifth time is when he gathered the courage (?) to request a private room with this woman. he figured it was time to talk to her. in all honesty, he didn't really like the idea of visiting this place so often because it made him a hypocrite but he came for you. and now, it's time he'd show you his world after getting to watch u in yours. he def courted her using his polite manners, chivalrous attitude and...basically just being himself and he was such a breath of fresh air, and sexy too, how could u resist?

i don't want this to get any longer than it already is LMAOOOOO but as u can see.........the wheels in my brain were actively turning as i typed and this was too good of an idea that i could most CERTAINLY flesh out so i thank u for this <3

#*☆ﾟ. destinies cross ── asks.#nonnie!#i love having a bleach brain rot <3 #pleasseeeeeee send me more bleach asks i'm beggginnggg #i want to talk abt my hyperfixations rn #byakosa 💘#< very us coded too i fear

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moorheadthanyoucanhandle · 2 years ago

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DICED HAM

Opening this weekend:

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves--This movie includes more than one dungeon, and more than one dragon. Thus the title is truthful, at any rate.

Once or twice back in college--twice, if memory serves--I played Dungeons & Dragons with some of my fellow theater students. It was sort of fun, as I recall. The first time, an obnoxious kid we didn't know named Dan--not a theatre major--had somehow been invited, who seemed to think himself a great ladies' man. He named his warrior character "Dahn" and spent most of the evening drinking a lot and hitting on the young women there. When we played again a week or so later, Dan was not invited, and the Dungeon Master mildly informed us that "Dahn disagreed with something that ate him."

This was in the early '80s. I recount this story only to make it clear how limited my familiarity is with the classic role-playing fantasy game developed in the mid-'70s and now owned by Wizards of the Coast (a subsidiary of Hasbro). I've never played D&D or any similar game since, though I have friends and family who are enthusiasts. Even at the time, I didn't really grasp how the dice rolls and "damage points" and other such jargon determined the flow of the game; I just enjoyed the socializing and improvisational creativity.

So for all I know, this new movie version, directed by Jonathan Goldstein and John Francis Daley from a script they concocted with Michael Gilio and Chris McKay, is a rich and faithful fleshing-out of tropes from the game. Or, for all I know, it's just a sword-and-sorcery fantasy with the franchise's name hung on it. I can't say, nor need any general audience member care; either way, it's highly entertaining.

Chris Pine is a lute-strumming troubadour living in a Ren-Faire-ish realm of racial and gender diversity. A washed-up member of a heroic order, he leads a band of thieves including a warrior (Michelle Rodriguez); a sorcerer (Justice Smith) of low self-esteem and questionable prowess, and a horned and tailed elfin person (Sophia Lillis) who can shape-shift into various other creatures, including a brawny monster owl.

They're on a quest to obtain some sort of magical thingy that will allow them to enter a magic vault from which they want to steal some other magical thingy. This will allow the troubadour to resurrect his murdered wife. Along the way the band is helped by a noble but humorlessly literal paladin (Regé-Jean Page from Bridgerton).

This synopsis does the movie little justice, however. D&DHAT isn't heavy. Despite all the thundering hordes and clanking armor and clashing steel and roiling brimstone and mystical spells and hideous ogres and such, the flavor is less like a Tolkien epic than like a Hope-Crosby Road comedy. The guiding joke is that the characters, notwithstanding their fairy tale attire, speak and interact in a contemporary American idiom, like people on a sitcom. There's an extended schtick, involving questioning of the dead, that's almost worthy of the Marx Brothers.

Your own tastes will determine if this approach makes the movie a blast or an outrage. For me, it not only made it less ponderous, but more emotionally satisfying. The actors generate an ensemble playfulness and a sense of affection. Pine retains his raffish agreeability, and he and Rodriguez are particularly convincing as longtime, patiently enduring friends.

But once again, the best reason to see the film, even if this sort of fantasy isn't your usual tankard of mead, is Hugh Grant. He plays the rotten mountebank who betrayed Pine and friends back in the day. Since then, with the alliance of a sinister sorceress (Daisy Head), this fraud has ascended to the throne of the kingdom; it's his vault the gang wants to loot, and he's also, intolerably, been serving as the surrogate father to Pine's daughter (Chloe Coleman).

Between this movie, the recent Operation Fortune, and 2017's Paddington 2, Grant has quite a line these days in cheery, good-natured comic villains. The scenes he steals here are the most honorable theft in the movie.

#dungeons & dragons honor among thieves #chris pine #hugh grant #michelle rodriguez #rege-jean page #sophia lillis #justice smith #daisy head #chloe coleman

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annimator-ocblog · 23 days ago

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OC Story: Reference

(inter-team interactions >:D)

Nobody was told the real reason as to why the Academy had to have a week-long break, but it was a welcome one.

It was temporary, sure, but at least it meant no one had to worry about boring lectures, mountains of homework, or tests.

Arcana Academy was still essentially a school after all.

Leo was currently on a shopping spree in Arcana City’s shopping district to restock on art supplies, alongside his boyfriend Rowan who essentially carried everything he bought, not that he was upset about it.

They were about to head back to their dorms when something caught Leo’s eye,

“Look! It’s one of those street-art pieces I’ve told ya about!”

Leo ran towards the art piece as Rowan followed, bringing him by the hand to a spray painting of what looked like a 3DS with stars circling around it.

“I’ll admit, it looks really pretty for a painting of a handheld console, but what’s so special about it?”

“It’s simple really, there’s LOADS of graffiti pieces like this around the entire city! Most of them entail toys, items, and video game characters that are from the 2010s and older!”

Leo placed his hand onto a certain symbol near the painting, “And every painting like this has this cyan heart. Must be the artist’s signature if they wanna stay anonymous. I think it’s pretty understandable if the artist wants to stay that way, despite their art being strewn across the entire city.”

Rowan hummed, “Makes sense to me. Ya got any idea on who it might be?”

Leo pondered for a couple of seconds before coming to somewhat of an answer, “I dunno. Part of me feels like it could be from Lumikha, but this doesn’t really look like their artstyle.”

“Seems plausible. He’s pretty talented when it comes to art & magic, but then again, they’re a Creation Mage, so that might be a trait they were born with.

But we should be heading back to our dorm. Emmet’s gonna be upset if we don’t get back soon.”

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Jadeyn rode the skyrail back to the dorms after a long day working on their newest art piece.

The thought of it, alongside the person they were making it for, gave of a bittersweet feeling to them.

Cameron really was a special person to them, and even after gifting him his favourite jacket & being a constant source of comfort to them, they felt like there was always something more they should do for their lover.

On top of that, the skyrail they were riding on also alluded to their first date together. Of course, it also did have a great view of the city.

The way back to Arcana Academy was quick and simple after that, since railway stops were directly connected to it from multiple routes.

Jadeyn walked back to their dorm floor on foot. Sure, they could’ve just teleported back with their magic, but right before they could, they felt someone accidentally bump into them.

They quickly turned around, immediately noticing Leo, who fell over whilst Rowan stood beside him with a bit of disappointment on his face,

“Oh shit- You good Leo?”

Leo sighed as he stood up, “I’m fine. I kinda got too over-excited over the prospect of a new-”

He immediately paused when he noticed the cyan heart in the middle of Jadeyn’s hoodie.

Just like the one from all those painting strewn all across the city.

“THOSE PAINTINGS WERE MADE BY YOU?!”

Jadeyn quickly replied out of confusion that slowly dwindled as they realized what Leo was talking about, “What?… Oh! You’re talking about all the street art I made all across the city? Yeah, that was me.”

Leo wagged his tail, “Oh my god, those are genuinely some of my favourite pieces of street-art! We should TOTALLY collab on one in the future if you’re up to it, And-”

Rowan put his shoulder onto Leo’s to calm him down as he interrupted what he was going to say, “I feel like part of me should be apologizing about the fact that Leo over here doesn’t really have an off-switch, but-”

Jadeyn chuckled, “It’s good Rowan. He… reminds me a lot of C in a way.”

Leo hummed, “Speaking of… where is C? Isn’t he usually by your side?”

Jadeyn paused before coming up with an answer, “They’re… resting right now. I was actually working on a mural to show him once he wakes up.”

Rowan and Leo glanced at each other before Rowan took a deep breath and asked them a question,

“Look, I uh… know this might be a touchy subject, but there’s this whole rumour about how you and the rest of your team is to blame about Academy lessons being canceled for this week. Is that true? Plus, no one’s seen C ever since it was announced lessons were gonna be canceled, and-”

Jadeyn quickly interrupted him as his tone grew more upset, “Look, no one in our team really wants to talk about what happened. And it’s like I said, C’s resting right now.”

They immediately walked away from the two of them, only to pause to say one last thing,

“Also… I’d be down to collab with you for something someday Leo.”

And with that Jadeyn teleported away. Leaving the two boys with more questions than answers.

#oc story #convalescence arc

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saamnangg · 3 months ago

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Week 8: Progress Update

Since last week, posters have been made for social events and a survey has been sent out to gauge “ground truth” usage of the graduate studio. Additionally, products have been bought for the first coffee social event such as coffee, tea, and snacks.

In relation to the project’s evolution, I’ve started looking into different formats of what I’d like my thesis outcome product to be. Thus, I’ve started looking for examples of existing handbooks, toolkits, and zines. The one with the most potential and inspiration to be pulled from is CultureHouse’s handbook that is completely digitized online and has a physical form to be purchased online or in-person. Their handbook explains their design process from beginning to end with supporting images, and a mindfulness on how much text/content they put into each page.

Additionally, I’ve looked at IDEO’s “Field Guide to Human Centered Design” and also appreciate how they keep their content short and sweet but to the point. There’s going to have to be a lot of work done in terms of experimenting with format and presentation of the text. I do like how IDEO’s seems more easily interactable for those that are randomly picking up the handbook in contrast to CultureHouse’s where it just seems to be strictly a guide with no direction for what to do next in terms of methodologies. For some reason, whenever I search toolkits or specifically design toolkits they seem to exist as digital resources only. What happened to the physicality of toolkits? If I do a toolkit, I’ll have to investigate deeper about physical toolkits, their implementation, and design.

What’s worked well so far this week is just getting things done without worrying too much about the chances of messing up or not having everything perfect down to the minute details. I will have to pick up the pace on planning more events and having them go regularly considering how the semester is almost ending. I have to spend more time on campus goading people into interviews and surveys. I also have to create an organization system for keeping track of all the interviews and surveys I plan on conducting.

In regards to the timeline, things may have to be shifted a half week or week behind because of my time management. In response to this I’m working with my therapist to be better about medicating myself with my ADHD medication. Time is something that’s hard for me to handle, especially when it means having to stick to a timeline.

Pressing decisions is to continue to just do things instead of sitting on them, pondering, and wondering what better thing can be done before just sending/shipping it out. The A+D grant has been applied for so that was the most pressing activity that needed to be done for this week. Additional actions to take this week include planning another event, drafting another survey to gauge wants/input for the studio, and scheduling interviews with people about their usage and desires for the graduate studio.

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thehomebodydiaries · 9 months ago

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i’m exhausted. i feel like i haven’t really had any alone time for like a month, but i’ve also been having increasingly disturbing thoughts when i am left to ponder alone. and people wonder why i need to be stoned all the time.

retail therapy is scary, though. i’ve recently recalled how much i love to read (escapism is a hell of a mistress), so i’ve spent way more money than i should’ve this past week. quite a stress point, tbh, but i’m justifying it because i was out celebrating my third year anniversary with my boyfriend. we happened to celebrate on free comic book day, so we went to acme comics and i was expecting, like, two free comics. but when we walked through the door, there was a girl to the right with a table holding stacks of plastic bags all filled with like sixteen comics, and she just held out a bag and said, “free comic books?” to which i responded, “yes please!” and then i proceeded to spend $80 on more comics, one of which is old man logan. for those of you who don’t know, it’s a comic that was actually intended to be a standalone, but there have since been additions, and this is the comic that inspired the movie logan. it depicts wolverine as an old man with his healing capabilities slowing down tremendously; the world’s supervillains have banded together like the heroes do, but because there are more villains than heroes, they’ve killed the vast majority of heroes: captain america, iron man, thor, daredevil… it’s a really depressing comic book, honestly, but it’s amazing all the same.

this is random and irrelevant but my favorite fnaf character has changed from fun time foxy to puppet - i adore her and want a life sized version of her to put on my couch. she reminds me of a d&d character that i created in my homebrew world; his name is face and he’s a sentient wooden puppet that’s like five feet tall and has no facial features so he wears a mask and speaks telepathically to people, but is entirely silent until he trusts someone enough to know his secret.

i also got a cute new cup and an all black sanrio cinnabon stuffie that looks perfect on my bed, plus several books that i should not have bought because they’re expensive. i’ve been writing a lot this week too! my ability to get everything i write at work is hindered though because i can’t access certain things from home or my phone because my phone is way too old and won’t updated to the necessary versions to download certain apps. so i’m trying to brainstorm while i’m at work and actually write while i’m at home… but with two or three hours in between breaks, i have a lot of ideas, and remembering all of them is difficult. i might have to convince my boss to send them to me somehow… although i have to admit i’d be a little shy about him potentially reading it. i don’t think he’s much of a reader, and i think he’s kind enough to not read it if i asked him not to. idk, we’ll see.

holy shit palworld is way harder than any pokemon game i have ever played, but it is so addicting. speaking of video games, i’ve been really wanting to make a save file for the sims 4, so that might be something i do during a stream. i think i might try to stream on the weekends, but i’ve gotta redo quite a few things and make sure everything is good to go. i know exactly who i’d want as moderators for when they are necessary, but i would be lying if i said i wasn’t really nervous about streaming. i know i don’t want to use my camera just yet, and i don’t exactly have money for a v-tube artist right now, but i have been meaning to look at artists i would like to hire when i do have more disposable income. this imposter syndrome is just… a huge obstacle. if i can learn to cope with it or overcome it, i’ll be unstoppable. but it’s so much deeper than my meds can reach, and it’s so difficult to find the energy to fight something so rooted in my being.

alright, i didn’t mean for it to get that dark, but… i did say i’ve been having increasingly darker thoughts lately. and rants like that are exactly why i started this blog to begin with. i am learning how to love myself and give myself the life i deserve.

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