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coyotepoet · 1 month ago
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Be a fisherman...
Be a fisherman… I was taught by my father. A good day, is a family day fishing. Now I teach my grandchildren how to enjoy the Clinton River and how to catch fish. Fishing is a patience activity. Light talking and watching the new morning, being born. We need to be good fishermen and fisherwomen. Find time to spend with the family and seek laughter. Maybe catch a fish? Dancing Coyote
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da-awesom-one · 4 months ago
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Summary: Nothing ever happens in Arcadia Oaks. At least, that's the impression Jamie Bennett gets when he moves there. Before long, though, he and friends new and old will have to band together to face mysterious threats that endanger their town, their world, and beyond, learning all the while what it truly means to be a Guardian.
A crossover between ROTG and TOA. Set in the same continuity as my Jelsa fic, The Snowflake.
Second Part of The Snowflake Saga.
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kozi-ism · 6 months ago
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lunarcovehq · 1 year ago
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Nicolás Castillo St. Claire is a werewolf that currently resides in Echo Acres and has been a Lunar Cove resident for 24 years.
ITS THE END OF THE WORLD
GENDER/PRONOUNS: Cis Male, He/Him
DATE OF BIRTH: September 27, 1988
OCCUPATION: Paramedic 
FACECLAIM: Peter Gadiot 
AS WE KNOW IT, AND I FEEL FINE
SPECIES: Werewolf
WOLF CLASSIFICATION: Alpha (Born Wolf)
PACK AFFILIATION: Pack Leader
WELCOME TO LUNAR COVE, NICOLÁS CASTILLO ST. CLAIRE
Trigger Warnings: Murder
Saskia Alders came from a long line of wolves with deep roots in Lunar Cove. Headstrong and driven, she’d pushed her way into the role of Alpha like several other Alders before her. Nico’s father, Aurelio Castillo Silva, was by contrast a mild-mannered history student, who fled the dangers of the wider world after he’d been turned. Saskia was unimpressed with him initially, but let him stay, and against all odds and all their differences, the two grew on each other. Whenever she was particularly angry, someone would run to the library where he worked, and get Aurelio to come talk her down. Eventually, he graduated from being something of a wallflower to a valued member of the pack, and by that time, he and Saskia were inseparable. The pair married, settled together in an old house in Echo Acres, and less than a year later, Nicolás was born.
As the product of such a wild pair, Nico Castillo Alders got his mother’s daring nature, tempered with his father’s composure under pressure. There were worse traits he could’ve inherited, all told. Saskia impressed on Nico that if he proved himself, he could be the next Alpha, fierce enough to protect them from annihilation. And he did his best with all of that. But sometimes his energetic nature and curiosity about the other inhabitants of the town got the better of him. More than once his parents had to disperse to search for him frantically only to find young Nico wide-eyed as the banshees at Good Omens told him ghost stories, or chattering with the nail techs at the salon. Being the son of an Alpha may have led to a false sense of confidence and security for a while.
But the golden days of his carefree childhood came to an abrupt and horrifying end. A disgruntled pack member challenged Saskia’s leadership and when he lost, he lashed out where he knew it would hurt her and the pack the worst—he murdered Aurelio Castillo. Nico’s world shattered, along with his mother’s.
Saskia’s rage was colder and deadlier than the deepest trenches of the Atlantic. She piled her shell-shocked son into her truck, and they took off that night. When they returned two days later, Saskia curtly informed everyone that they’d handled it and marched into the lodge. Fourteen-year-old Nico stood there, shaking, and it wasn’t long before the pack realized his curse had been triggered. He was now a full Beta.
Revenge wasn’t enough to bring about peace. Saskia had changed fundamentally, her strict protectiveness devolved into something closer to paranoia. And she came down on Nico harder than ever before. The pressure on him to be strong, to do everything he could to grow into the person who might take over as Alpha one day, began to grate on him. He was being shaped into something he didn't want to be, and began to rebel. He’d often slip out from home in the night, searching out experiences that he wanted for himself.
By his mid-twenties, he’d mostly distanced himself from Saskia. He moved in with some friends from high school just to avoid her, and trained as a paramedic, working to aid all the species around town when they needed it. Despite the coldness between mother and son, he was still largely respected by the pack. Until a werewolf he’d been hanging out with, one with no pack affiliation, was caught trying to steal from their home. Nico came to the wolf’s defense, but Saskia was intractable. They had one last argument, in front of the entire pack—full 12 rounds, no decision. That night Nico left town along with the would-be thief, turning his back on everyone and everything he'd ever known.
A few wolves close to their Alpha were aware that Nico was never fully abjured. Most people knew better than to question Saskia about it. The silence between her and her son stretched year after year, until it was too late for any hope of reconciliation. She was found murdered in the winter of 2022. Her second-in-command sent word to Nico and asked him to come back to town. They were expected to step in to fill the role themselves, but it had been years since they’d had to fight anyone to prove their strength, and had doubts about their ability to win. Knowing Nico would be reluctant to return, they offered him a deal, privately—they would do their best to run things for six moons, but if in that time no suitable leader had come forward, Nico would come home to keep the pack safe. Months passed, and no one reached for the title, perhaps afraid they would meet the same fate as Saskia Alders, perhaps out of respect for the second. Saskia’s advisor held up their end of the bargain, so Nico means to honor his.
There was very little contest between him and the second. The pack has recognized as Alpha for now, but who knows how long that will hold—Nico himself doesn’t have very lofty expectations. The respect his mother gained over decades of firm leadership could work in his favor, or it could show him to be a pale reflection of her, unfit to carry the legacy. His personal ideals could also prove his undoing. Nico still believes that all creatures are worthy of compassion, not just pack members, and hates the way the wolves rank themselves. He believes it needs to change, but with all the turmoil now, he doesn’t know if anyone will take the chance at further instability in the pack. Maybe he’ll manage to shake things up—provided he isn’t overthrown or murdered in the process.
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illegalnumber · 1 year ago
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nixieofthenorth · 2 years ago
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Cradle Mountain-Lake St Clair National Park by @powell.mark
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doublescribble · 2 years ago
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Jalen Duren
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maa-pix · 2 months ago
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The Robert S. Pierson upbound on the St. Clair River passing Marine City, MI, at sunrise today (Tuesday, September 3, 2024).
Screen capture from StreamTime Live Marine City Webcam, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzIj6RJLHUI
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estrangia · 8 months ago
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Reading and cleaning. This book is quite old and brittle and valuable. The Tonnancour books are fascinating.
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theslayerbrother · 1 year ago
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that's Jim Face Pluming lol.
Claire Laugh at Jim Most Embarrassing photos Lol
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Jlaireweek Day 6: A trip down memory lane! Guess who is the drama queen of the relationship. 😂 Barbara breaks out the old photo albums with all of Jim's baby pictures and childhood photos. Jim dies of embarrassment!
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touringtassie · 2 years ago
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coyotepoet · 1 month ago
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Johnnie Monday poetry. Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit girl is waiting for me. I need to remember your face, I need to remember every kiss. 2- Me and my dear love, we went to Lake St. Clair. Was my final night with her for a time. I told her, I need the memory of Lake St.…
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thaoworra · 6 months ago
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The Science Fiction and Fantasy Poetry Association recently released the poems that made it to the finalist stage for consideration for the 2024 Rhysling Awards for Short and Long Speculative Poems of the year. Congratulations to all of the nominees! This will be the 46th year these awards have been conferred!
Short Poems (50 finalists)
Attn: Prime Real Estate Opportunity!, Emily Ruth Verona, Under Her Eye: A Women in Horror Poetry Collection Volume II
The Beauty of Monsters, Angela Liu, Small Wonders 1
The Blight of Kezia, Patricia Gomes, HWA Poetry Showcase X
The Day We All Died, A Little, Lisa Timpf, Radon 5
Deadweight, Jack Cooper, Propel 7
Dear Mars, Susan L. Lin, The Sprawl Mag 1.2
Dispatches from the Dragon's Den, Mary Soon Lee, Star*Line 46.2
Dr. Jekyll, West Ambrose, Thin Veil Press December
First Eclipse: Chang-O and the Jade Hare, Emily Jiang, Uncanny 53
Five of Cups Considers Forgiveness, Ali Trotta, The Deadlands 31
Gods of the Garden, Steven Withrow, Spectral Realms 19
The Goth Girls' Gun Gang, Marisca Pichette, The Dread Machine 3.2
Guiding Star, Tim Jones, Remains to be Told: Dark Tales of Aotearoa, ed. Lee Murray (Clan Destine Press)
Hallucinations Gifted to Me by Heatstroke, Morgan L. Ventura, Banshee 15
hemiplegic migraine as willing human sacrifice, Ennis Rook Bashe, Eternal Haunted Summer Winter Solstice
Hi! I am your Cortical Update!, Mahaila Smith, Star*Line 46.3
How to Make the Animal Perfect?, Linda D. Addison, Weird Tales 100
I Dreamt They Cast a Trans Girl to Give Birth to the Demon, Jennessa Hester, HAD October
Invasive, Marcie Lynn Tentchoff, Polar Starlight 9
kan-da-ka, Nadaa Hussein, Apparition Lit 23
Language as a Form of Breath, Angel Leal, Apparition Lit October
The Lantern of September, Scott Couturier, Spectral Realms 19
Let Us Dream, Myna Chang, Small Wonders 3
The Magician's Foundling, Angel Leal, Heartlines Spec 2
The Man with the Stone Flute, Joshua St. Claire, Abyss & Apex 87
Mass-Market Affair, Casey Aimer, Star*Line 46.4
Mom's Surprise, Francis W. Alexander, Tales from the Moonlit Path June
A Murder of Crows, Alicia Hilton, Ice Queen 11
No One Now Remembers, Geoffrey Landis, Fantasy and Science Fiction Nov./Dec.
orion conquers the sky, Maria Zoccula, On Spec 33.2
Pines in the Wind, Karen Greenbaum-Maya, The Beautiful Leaves (Bamboo Dart Press)
The Poet Responds to an Invitation from the AI on the Moon, T.D. Walker, Radon Journal 5
A Prayer for the Surviving, Marisca Pichette, Haven Speculative 9
Pre-Nuptial, F. J. Bergmann, The Vampiricon (Mind's Eye Publications)
The Problem of Pain, Anna Cates, Eye on the Telescope 49
The Return of the Sauceress, F. J. Bergmann, The Flying Saucer Poetry Review February
Sea Change, David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Ann K. Schwader, Scifaikuest May
Seed of Power, Linda D. Addison, The Book of Witches ed. Jonathan Strahan (Harper Collins)
Sleeping Beauties, Carina Bissett, HWA Poetry Showcase X
Solar Punks, J. D. Harlock, The Dread Machine 3.1
Song of the Last Hour, Samuel A. Betiku, The Deadlands 22
Sphinx, Mary Soon Lee, Asimov's September/October
Storm Watchers (a drabbun), Terrie Leigh Relf, Space & Time
Sunflower Astronaut, Charlie Espinosa, Strange Horizons July
Three Hearts as One, G. O. Clark, Asimov's May/June
Troy, Carolyn Clink, Polar Starlight 12
Twenty-Fifth Wedding Anniversary, John Grey, Medusa's Kitchen September
Under World, Jacqueline West, Carmina Magazine September
Walking in the Starry World, John Philip Johnson, Orion's Belt May
Whispers in Ink, Angela Yuriko Smith, Whispers from Beyond (Crystal Lake Publishing)
Long Poems (25 finalists)
Archivist of a Lost World, Gerri Leen, Eccentric Orbits 4
As the witch burns, Marisca Pichette, Fantasy 87
Brigid the Poet, Adele Gardner, Eternal Haunted Summer Summer Solstice
Coding a Demi-griot (An Olivian Measure), Armoni “Monihymn” Boone, Fiyah 26
Cradling Fish, Laura Ma, Strange Horizons May
Dream Visions, Melissa Ridley Elmes, Eccentric Orbits 4
Eight Dwarfs on Planet X, Avra Margariti, Radon Journal 3
The Giants of Kandahar, Anna Cates, Abyss & Apex 88
How to Haunt a Northern Lake, Lora Gray, Uncanny 55
Impostor Syndrome, Robert Borski, Dreams and Nightmares 124
The Incessant Rain, Rhiannon Owens, Evermore 3
Interrogation About A Monster During Sleep Paralysis, Angela Liu, Strange Horizons November
Little Brown Changeling, Lauren Scharhag, Aphelion 283
A Mere Million Miles from Earth, John C. Mannone, Altered Reality April
Pilot, Akua Lezli Hope, Black Joy Unbound eds. Stephanie Andrea Allen & Lauren Cherelle (BLF Press)
Protocol, Jamie Simpher, Small Wonders 5
Sleep Dragon, Herb Kauderer, The Book of Sleep (Written Image Press)
Slow Dreaming, Herb Kauderer, The Book of Sleep (Written Image Press)
St. Sebastian Goes To Confession, West Ambrose, Mouthfeel 1
Value Measure, Joseph Halden and Rhonda Parrish, Dreams and Nightmares 125
A Weather of My Own Making, Nnadi Samuel, Silver Blade 56
Welcoming the New Girl, Beth Cato, Penumbric October
What You Find at the Center, Elizabeth R McClellan, Haven Spec Magazine 12
The Witch Makes Her To-Do List, Theodora Goss, Uncanny 50
The Year It Changed, David C. Kopaska-Merkel, Star*Line 46.4
Voting for the Rhysling Award begins July 1; a link to the ballot will be sent with the Rhysling Anthology, as well as with the July issue of Star*Line. More information on the Rhysling Award can be found here.
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bullet-prooflove · 27 days ago
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5000 Follower Celebration: Field of Daisies - Mitch Ripley x Reader
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Tagging: @kmc1989 @spaghettificationandpretzels @mini-bee-bee @mandy426 @jareaulamontagnes
Companion piece to:
Seperation!Series:
Marley 2.0 - Mitch doesn't realise your hiding a secret from him.
Not Your Problem - Mitch feels you pulling away from him.
Pill Popping - Mitch confronts LJ about what happened in St Clair.
Not Enough - Mitch realises he won't ever be enough for you after you reveal what happened in St Clair.
Therapy Sessions - Mitch talks through his issues with his counsellor.
Hollow - Mitch returns home to an empty house.
Swings - Mitch steps up when you recieve some life changing news.
Don't Hold Back - You struggle after spending the night with Mitch.
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It’s two days later that Mitch turns up on your parent’s doorstep. You answer the door half asleep because you got off shift twelve hours ago and there’s a deep set exhaustion inside of you that has nothing to do with physicality and everything to do with the mess inside your head.
“Put on some sneakers.” He says, tucking his hands into the light blue windbreaker you’re wearing. “We’re going running.”
“You gave up the right to tell me what to do when you served me with separation paperwork.” You remind him, your temple coming to rest on the door and his jaw tenses as he looks down the street for a second.
“I deserved that.” He says before he tilts his head towards you. “But I’ve been where you are right now Marley and it’s a really dark fucking place. Trust me this helps.”
He doesn’t flinch when he meets your gaze and you sigh before you retreat into the house and step into your running shoes before snatching up your jacket, headphones and phone.
“Fine but I’m listening to my Yellowstone playlist.” You tell him as you place the earbuds in your ears.
“Sure.” He says as he takes out his own matching set.
It takes the two of you a second to sync your phones to the Bluetooth before Mitch takes off, leaving you to follow his lead. It’s a new route, one you don’t recognise until you end up running along the lake with Mitch by your side. He’s slowed his step to keep pace with you, his skin is flushed from the exertion and the cold as he draws to a halt underneath the railway bridge.
“I wanted to show you this.” He says as he gestures at the graffiti art sprayed onto the wall.
It’s a Brenda Barnum piece, a mural of white daisies painted onto the concrete amidst yellow and green hues and it makes something inside of you light up the way it always does when you see something of hers.
You’d always been a weird kid, perfect on the surface but with an oddness underneath. You didn’t like the same things as other kids, you liked quirky things, vivid colours and shit that challenged your thinking. There was always a battle to conform and you had because it made life easy but you never really felt like you fit. You’d lived with that feeling for years, thinking there was something wrong with you until you saw one of Brenda Barnum’s paintings and in that moment you realised that you didn’t have to hide yourself, you could be exactly who you wanted to be.
You’d told this to Mitch when you’d taken him to an exhibition in the early stages of the relationship, you’d explained how each painting made you feel like you’d been seen, like someone had taken the thoughts out of your head and committed them to canvas.
When he’d finished renovating the house, he’d put a framed museum print of ‘Purple Firecracker’ on the wall above your bed because he knew how much you loved the piece.
“I know you feel displaced right now.” He tells you as he leans back against the concrete pillar. “That you don’t know which way is up but I thought this could be your anchor point, a reminder of who you are underneath the rest of the shit that’s going on in your head.”
Your chest grows tight as you stare at the colours, the vividness, the complexity and in that moment everything just quietens.
“Thank you.” You say finally because you’ve been on the edge ever since you got your diagnosis and this is the first time you’ve actually allowed yourself to take a breath, to step back from the abyss that threatens to swallow you up.
“I mean it.” You say as you tilt your head towards him and his cheeks start to colour. “Thank you Mitch, for bringing me here, for reminding me I’m stronger than this.”
“You’re the toughest person I know Marley.” He tells you as he pushes off the pillar. “You just needed to find yourself again.”
“Yea.” You say, your gaze straying back to the artwork in front of you. “Yea I did.”
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illegalnumber · 1 year ago
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Map of Detroit River and Adjacent Country, August 26, 1813. 
Record Group 64: Records of the National Archives and Records Administration
Series: Reference Maps and Drawings
File Unit: Michigan
Image description: Zoomed-in portion of a map of the Detroit River, showing the tiny grid of streets that indicate the town of Detroit, and the fort just to its west. Across the river on the Canadian side of the river are British Batteries, and the American Redoubt and fortified Camp, evacuated. 
Image description: Map of the Detroit River from Lake Erie to Lake St. Clair. The Canadian townships and the Michigan Territory side of the river are bordered in different colors. Military fortifications and rivers are labeled, as is a tiny section of streets labeled “Detroit.” What we now know as Belle Isle is labeled “Hog I.” 
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