#Wellie the Dancing Well

[fortytworedvines]

8 from the drabbles list ♥️

"How long were you planning on hiding this?"

Inspired by GraceBe's new fic Heiress. Audrey hummed as she cleared the table and began the washing up. A new year, Tris and James home, Richard visiting, Edward arriving imminently; she was very happy.

Gentle flakes of snow were floating down in the yard and she watched them as she washed. She loved their gentle dance. She loved the whiteness, the dampening of all sound, the otherworldliness that snow brought. She also rather enjoyed Mr Farnon’s over the top reactions to it.

She heard his car pull in and smiled to herself. The car door banged, the kitchen door banged…

“Mrs Hall!” he bellowed, as a pair of wellies were flung on the floor. “Mrs Hall!”

“I’m here, you daft beggar!” she said, putting her cloth in the sink and rounding the corner. Then she startled back. Beside Mr Farnon was -

“Edward!” she gasped. Then she was running forward and her son was in her arms. “Oh, Edward!”

“Hello, Ma,” he said. His voice was muffled in her coat. She laughed and loosened her embrace. “You’re early!”

“We made better time than expected. Thought I’d surprise you.”

“And you did.” She studied him. He looked well, his injuries from last December had healed.

“I found him at the bus stop,” Mr Farnon put in proudly.

She smiled at him over Edward’s shoulder. “Thank you.”

She patted Edward on the back and let him go. “Go on, get settled. You’re in the same room.”

Edward smiled at her. “Thanks, Ma.” He pressed an unusual and very welcome kiss to her cheek, picked up his bag and left.

When Edward had vanished, Mr Farnon turned to her, an odd expression on his face. She put her hands on her hips. “What is it then?”

“Edward and I had a good chat in the car.”

“Oh?” she said, faint prickles of unease stirring. She turned back to her washing up. “Anything interesting.”

“Very interesting.” Mr Farnon picked up the drying cloth and stood next to her. “He told me all about a distant relative of yours who passed away last year.”

“Oh – yes.” She handed him a bowl. He took it. “I didn’t know her. Didn’t know my grandmother had a sister.”

“She did though.” He put the bowl down. She passed him a fork. “A rich one. A very rich one.”

“As it turned out, yes.”

Mr Farnon put down the fork and cloth and tugged her wash cloth out of her hands. She made herself look at him. “She left you a fortune, Mrs Hall.” He was studying her closely. “How long were you planning on hiding this?”

“I’m not hiding anything,” she protested. “I just –didn’t tell you.”

“But why not?”

She gripped the edge of the sink. “Because – because I don’t want to leave! I like it here. What would I do with a fortune?”

“You turned down a fortune for me? Us?” he asked quietly.

She shook her head. “I’ve got the fortune.” She grimaced, remembering the solicitors and accountants and all the advice and paperwork which she had been given. “I’m just not using it.” She glared at him. “I’m happy working and living here. Do you want me to leave?”

“No! No of course not,” he protested.

“Well then.” She retrieved her cloth. “There’s nowt more to be said.”

He was silent for a moment. “Thank you for staying,” he said eventually. “It means a lot… Thank you.”

She smiled at him and turned her attention back to the washing up. Now he knew about the money, she was thinking over plans. Some new equipment for the surgery. Maybe a fund for poor people who couldn’t afford veterinary treatment. She hummed happily. She’d discuss it all with him later, over a whisky.

[aardvark-123]

~Fallout 4 Companions React to a Pair of Hunter™ Original Red Wellington Boots~

Ada would be delighted to have some high-quality rubber to cut up and use in various projects. A marksman's stock, stealth lining for armour, a generator and some power pylons... Oh, the possibilities!

Cait would be mildly amused. "Well, aren't those cute?" she'd chuckle, and then go and do something else.

Codsworth would be quite chuffed. "By George, is that a genuine pair of Wellingtons, made by the Hunter Boot Company of Edinburgh?!" he'd exclaim. "How splendid to see genuine British craftsmanship still thriving in this day and age! Why, it was nearly impossible to acquire Hunter footwear in the years before the war, thanks to the Chinese government shutting down all their factories..."

"Ah, tres bon! It is most important to 'ave ze protective footwear if zere is contaminated water around," Curie would remark. If she was in her Miss Nanny form, that would be all. In her synth form, on the other hand, she'd ignore them because she's already wearing protective shoes. (Yes, those combat boots included with her Flannel Shirt and Jeans™ are actually chemical-resistant, heat-resistant, suitable for agriculture, industrial work, laboratories, bird-watching and professional kitchens.)

Paladin Danse wouldn't care about the boots at all. Not one bit. However, he'd be very concerned about the Commonwealth gaining access to Vulcanised Rubber. The thought of raiders or civilians learning to heat up naturally-occurring latex until it becomes a firmer, tougher material would keep him awake at night.

Deacon would smile mysteriously and tuck the boots away in his bag. "One step closer to my Wonder Woman costume," he'd declare, already thinking of where to find gold paint and a craft knife.

Dogmeat would use the £135.99 pair of wellies as chew toys unless you stopped him.

Porter Gage would laugh at the wellies. "Looks like something one of the Pack would wear!" he'd guffaw. This belies the fact that Gage would absolutely wear them if they were yellow.

"Look at those stupid things! You wouldn't catch me in anything that garish," Glory would laugh. "But let me know if you find a pair of Chore™ Adjustable Tall Boots by the Original Muck Boot Company, okay? Black or camo, not pink."

Hancock would be mildly amused. "Well, aren't those cute?" he'd chuckle, and then go and do something else.

MacCready would be reminded briefly of the mole costumes they used to have in Little Lamplight, and how, after two hundred years of wear on generations' worth of feet, the boots always leaked. Then his mind would start racing, thinking of all the historians and eccentric collectors he knew, and who would pay the most for a genuine, mint condition pair of pre-war wellingtons. Sydney and Emaline, maybe? Or Sierra? They're red, so he could probably convince her they were Nuka-Cola boots...

Nick would be kinda ticked. "Well, aren't those fancy?" he'd chuckle, and then mosey along to his other business.

Old Longfellow would be quite underwhelmed. "Too short," he'd sigh. "They're better than nothing, but they won't keep the waves out for long."

Piper would be absolutely delighted. "Look at them! They go so well with my coat!" she'd laugh, dancing around with the wellies on her feet. "Nat's going to be so jealous... Wait, but what if this encourages her to wear shiny red boots in a reckless manner?! I-I can't be a bad influence on my little sister! Should I give them to Ellie instead, or...?"

Preston wouldn't really know what to make of the boots. "Er, those are quite nice," he'd say noncommittally. "Not really my colour, though. Er, is there any reason you're showing me these? It's so random... Oh, yes! Speaking of things that are red, we've had reports of a Yao Guai stalking around near Oberland Station..."

"Ah... Thin red buckets!" Strong would declare. "Too fancy compared to normal buckets. Strong can't carry much Milk of Human Kindness in these," he'd add before tossing the boots over his shoulder. They'd land in some unseen location with a crash of breaking glass and the anguished screech of a cat.

Z6-88 wouldn't react. He wouldn't betray the slightest thought or emotion regarding the wellingtons. If, on the other hand, you were wearing them, he'd peer down at your red rubber-clad feet for just long enough to unnerve you, and then speak. "You are aware that the Institute makes its own rubber boots," he'd declare. "Far superior to those antiques. Unless, of course, you enjoy blisters and chafed calves."

[foxounderscorecube]

Oohh the talk about ask game :)

16 and 23

That's all good!

16 - Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to.

Oh, god, I haven't been to many parties, really. You know, it's a loose use of the word "party", and it's for weird reasons, but I actually think probably prom.

Our prom was at the end of secondary school, so we were 16 (we had a dinner organised by the school followed by wandering off to the cooler of the bars in town/the singular nightclub after Sixth Form - much less fanfare). It was, of course, mostly unremarkable in its own right - a buffet, one (1) complimentary orange juice and lemonade, and dancing to pop music. Unfortunately, the memory is somewhat sullied too by the fact I snuck in my boyfriend at the time (he was homeschooled and we weren't really allowed +1s), who didn't actually do anything awful for once, but it means the Polaroids I took are liberally scribbled with permanent marker.

None of this sounds like it would constitute the best party I've ever been to, but the important thing was what it represented to me. My time in secondary school was miserable. Just awful. Prom was the end of it. Of course, I still had Sixth Form ahead of me, but even so, I cannot express the sheer joy I felt all evening because that part of my life was DONE. I wore a beautiful dress that had belonged to my grandmother in the 70s and I almost even felt okay about myself. I remember little about it because of how unremarkable it was, but the one thing that remains is the elation that I don't think I've felt since.

32 - Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.

So, I grew up on a farm. We didn't own the farm - we lived in an annexe to the farmhouse, and our landlords were the farmers. They had kids that were probably 10-15 years older than me at a guess, and I loved the family and would spend a lot of time round theirs or "helping" on the farm. I was basically free to wander about, although on my own I only really ventured in the field that was just beyond our garden.

The boundary between that field and the one beyond it was a small stream which I think (could be wrong) was a tiny part of the river Tamar. I just Googled it and it may have been, but it may also have been an unrelated stream and the Tamar was very nearby. Either way, that's where Teimahr gets his name from!

DnD characters aside, there were wire fences either side of this bit of stream as well as banks, presumably to stop cows getting stuck or whatever, leaving a long strip of land across the edge of the field more or less left alone. One time some cows had managed to get in there, surprisingly sneaky bastards as they are, but usually I could play there uninterrupted. I had a backpack shaped like a teddy that I'd pack sandwiches into and I'd go down and explore. The ground was sort of dusty there and the undergrowth varied quite a lot in density - there were some places I couldn't get to, but most of it was dirt or plants that didn't grow especially high. The stream was small and shallow enough that worst case scenario I could just splash through with my wellies. There were banks that could be a bit annoying to climb up because they were steep and relatively narrow, but there were enough trees along them that you could usually grip them to help yourself up.

I used to feel like such an explorer going down there, although I really didn't do much. I'd wander around a bit, eat my sandwiches, and probably wander slightly more. I did once find some bones down there, though: a jawbone and some vertebrae. All I could tell you is that they were from a herbivore, most likely a deer. I don't know why I didn't bring them back home, but it was a cool thing to find, anyway!

The only problem, though, was going back home. For whatever reason, about halfway up the field, was a patch that got way goopier than the rest when it was damp. Usually I was okay at avoiding it, but I got my wellies stuck in the mud more than once, the worst time finding me with one leg and both arms stuck. One leg wasn't, because I'd tried to pull out my boot and only pulled out my foot (which I subsequently dropped in the mud, ruining my tie-dye orange sock, devastatingly). I had to yell until someone (I think my mum) came to pull me out.

[inkpot-winters]

a the amazing devil song each for the shadow and bone characters *this is based off of the netflix series versions of the characters

Kaz Brekker - The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace 'Cause when I stand, oh all those folks will run And tell the tales of what I've become They'll speak of me in whispered tones And say my name like it shakes their bones

Inej Ghafa - The Calling And I promise you I'll write I love you With my fingers on your sleeping hand And when that fox howls I'll howl with it, in its cries I'll find an end And when I think I'm fine you'll visit And then you happen to me, you happen to me all over again

Nina Zenik - Ruin I will bring you ruin in everything I do It's never my intention but it happens all the same It starts with love and comfort Becomes a strength of will But all that strength made rubble of those towers we built

Matthias Helvar - Blossoms And my saint she is dancing As every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame And the soldiers march behind me I can hear them beat their spears And for the first time in all my life I know I'm more than what I fear

Alina Starkov - Inkpot Gods Oh what these? These aren't tears It's just the rain that wasn't brave enough to fall And what they hear isn't laughter after all It's just your voice learning for once to stand up tall

Aleksander Morozova - The Horror and The Wild Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring I promise you, they'll sing of every Time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child Witness me old man, I am the Wild

Malyen Oretsev - Farewell Wanderlust Because farewell wanderlust, you've ever ever so kind You brought me through this darkness but you left me here behind And so long to the person you begged me to be He's down, he's dead Now take a good long look at what you've done to me

Nikolai Lantsov - That Unwanted Animal And you rip my ribcage open And devour what's truly yours And our screaming joins in unison I cry out to the lord 'Cause if we join our hands in prayer enough to God I imagine it all starts to sound like applause

Genya Saffin - Fair "'Cause outwardly," he says, "I try so hard to make you laugh at me" And she, she does, she laughs as though she's not heard the joke ten thousand times before And he adores her, he watches her get dressed as though she's hurtling through time "Oh darling, please be mine"

Jesper Fahey - Welly Boots And when you scream that it's not fair It's like I've gone off to the coast Left you behind just standing there Pretending not to see your ghost

Wylan Van Eck - Secret Worlds 'Cause I will suffer silence for the strings you tune And I'll withstand what's written for the writer in you Write me well my love, write me weird Write me willing, write me well

[crashpill]

Wellie

Name: Olivia "Liv" Manning

Age: 48

Gender: She/Her

Residence: Parade District

Job: Make-up artist

Hair color: Red hair

Eye color: Green grey

Family: Grandparents deceased, Parents unknown

Relationship: Single

Special features: Birthmark

Likes:

Flowers

MakeUp

Uncle Jack

Swimming

Being Dominant

Favorite song: Cheer Up

Dislikes:

Downers

Anton Verloc

Loud Criers

Artistic blocks

Disarray

Backstory: Olivia "Liv" Manning spent her early childhood in the lively but more modest neighborhoods of Wellington Wells. Her parents were talented street artists with a passion for music, dance, and visual arts. The streets were their stage, and Liv grew up amidst the creative performances of her parents.

From a young age, Liv displayed a natural curiosity and enthusiasm for artistic expressions. Instead of traditional toys, Liv could often be found with colorful paints and brushes in hand, attempting to capture the vibrant energy of her family on paper. The dazzling costumes and creative face paintings of her parents fascinated Liv, inspiring her to discover her own artistic voice.

The financial challenges of her family did not hinder Liv from developing her passion for arts and crafts. Supported by her parents, she began refining her skills in makeup artistry, creating small masterpieces on the faces of her friends and siblings.

As Liv grew older, she chose to stay in Wellington Wells and did not travel further with her family. Opting to remain with her grandparents in Wellington Wells, Liv continued to pursue her artistic passion. She started doing makeup for the members of Nick Lightbearer's band. However, when the band parted ways with Nick, Liv faced a new challenge.

This opportunity eventually led Liv into the glamorous world of the Broadcast Towers. Liv's work as a makeup artist in the Broadcast Tower flourished. Although it wasn't the same as doing makeup for the band members, working with Uncle Jack and making him look good for the camera fulfilled her. It was a dream come true for Liv to be so close to Uncle Jack, and she cherished the opportunity.

Relationships with:

Arthur: She hates him.

Sally: She admires Sally Boyle for her intelligence and creative brilliance. She considers Sally an inspiring colleague.

Ollie: She has a strong dislike for Downers, and this extends to individuals like Oliver Starkey. She may see Downers as a burden or people who could impact the positive energy and creative atmosphere in the Broadcast Tower. Liv likely views Oliver Starkey with skepticism and strives to distance herself from his negative vibes.

Relationships with other characters:

Nick: She admires Nick Lightbearer not only as an artist, but also as an inspiring personality. His creative genius and unique combination of music and performance deeply impressed Liv. Despite the challenges when the band split up, she considers her time with Nick a formative period in her career. His authenticity and emotional expressiveness in art left a lasting impression on Liv.

Bobbies: She maintains a positive relationship with the Constables. She appreciates their role as guardians of safety in Wellington Wells and likely collaborates well with them. Liv may see the Constables as a supportive force contributing to the stability of the city.

Doctors: She likely holds doctors in high regard, appreciating their skills and contributions to health and stability in Wellington Wells. Doctors could be significant figures for Liv.

Uncle Jack: She finds him very inspiring and is happy to work with him. She wouldn't deny that she wanted to have more with him.

Foggy Jack: She finds him very interesting and would like to know more about him.

Downers: She dislikes Downers, viewing them as a negative influence that could disrupt the positive atmosphere. She tends to keep her distance from their negative energy.

[eldritchpluto]

5, 20, 27 for the music ask game?

hehe music ask i love this. Ok, ramble time!!

5. A song that needs to be played LOUD- Bodys by Car Seat Headrest

wow Static talking about CSH again, how original. BUT SERIOUSLY I ADORE THIS SONG! Definition of a song that is asking you to dance and live in the moment. I want to see this song in a coming of age movie SO badly, you have no idea. But, the amount of time I've fuckin blasted this song full volume is wild. It's beautiful and fun and has some amazing lyrics as well. CSH my beloved <3 I can ramble about these lyrics for a while I really want to paint some of them on a jacket >:3

(Honorable mentions: Dance Yrself Clean by LCD Soundsystem and Slip Away by Perfume Genius. Both INCREDIBLE songs)

20. A song that has many meanings to you-Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe

This is maybe my favorite love song ever (competing with Fair by The Amazing Devil) and is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. Like holy SHIT those harmonies and lyrics and the overlapping part and the AHHHHH. If you can't tell this is one of my all time favorite songs lol. But it's a song that breaks my heart because I found it through an animatic that is SO fucking sad for one of my favoirte pieces of media, The Adventure Zone. That animatic fucking wrecks me and has made me cry multiple times. So, sometimes it makes me sad, but I still think it's amazing. And it's a song that my mom loves as well, its so fun to sing it with her in the car. :D ahhhh its so good. If you go and listen to any song here, it should be this one.

(Honorable mentions: Drunk Drivers/Killer Whales by Car Seat Headrest and literally any song from the Historians album by Lucy Dacus lol)

27. A song that breaks your heart- Elysian Fields by the Mechanisms and Welly Boots by The Amazing Devil

I have a LOT of options for this one because angst is my absolute favorite (as you know afgdhjsjkl) But this song has fully wrecked my shit SO many times. It's the ending of a narrative album called "Ulysses Dies at Dawn" which means the world to me, and this song is...well. Ulysses dying at dawn. But, the reason why I always return to it is it's stunningly bittersweet lyrics and the heartfelt instrumentals. Also it reminds me of the ending of my book which i also have big emotions about so that doesn't help lol. But this album is a fucking masterpiece and this ending will forever stick with me and make me VERY sad.

Welly Boots is my most listened to song on spotify across like four entire years worth of music lol. This song DESTROYS me and has some of the most beautiful lyrics I've ever heard. Also word for word also connects to my book (the same two characters actually), so I connect it with one of my favorite things I've ever written. Fuck, this song is so amazing. Also is very bittersweet and heartbreaking and ahhhhh

(Honorable mentions: It's ok to cry by SOPHIE, and levers by Roland Faunte (or ANY song by him ngl) )

Thanks for the ask! I fucking LOVE to ramble about my music. I have so many thoughts all the time :DDDD

[allthemusic]

Week ending: 31th October

Well, we've hit something frightening, and just in time for Halloween! This song might not be explicitly spooky, but there's a frenzied mania to it, a horny-knife-wielding-psycho kind of energy that you can still feel today. Heavens knows what this one felt like in 1957...

Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On - Jerry Lee Lewis (peaked at Number 8)

Well, we've just come off one track about having a wild party, and now we've got another one up to some pretty much identical tricks. Except while I accused Elvis of goofing it up to make himself seem more harmless, Jerry here seems to be doing his level best to make himself seem more wild and dangerous, a confirmed threat to wives and daughters across the land!

Part of this is simply due to the speed and sonic rawness of the track - if you thought Elvis was ramping up the speed, you ain't heard nothing yet. The song runs on this untiring, thumping boogie-woogie piano bassline, livened up by all sort of trills and runs, and a drum beat that just doesn't let up. The drums are strangely recorded, muffled and not as crisp as they could be, and at one point in the middle of the song, Jerry shouts a let's go and the drums take over, together with the piano, suddenly playing at double speed, along with a piano that's suddenly gone absolutely insane and a brief bit of properly scuzzy-sounding guitar that's notable mostly because it's the only bit of guitar in an otherwise piano-driven song. It's rockabilly thumpiness at its best and least subtle, an absolute screaming mess.

In the face of this instrumental battery, the song's lyrics are barely relevant. It's a cover of a Big Maybelle R&B song, and Jerry does a good job of it, giving it plenty of welly where he needs to, especially in the lines at the start, where he encourages his love to come on over, baby, whole lotta shakin' goin' on, but there's not a whole lot more than that, not at first.

Then we get downright risqué in the middle, as Jerry's voice drops to a low, lustful purr, telling some imaginary lady that all you gotta do, honey, is kinda stand in one spot / Wiggle around just a little bit / That's what you gotta do. And then we get a whole load of lines that are basically just shake it, babe, shake it. Up until this point, I'd kind of assumed that the "shakin" in the title just meant partying, but there's no mistaking it, Elvis might be happy to just dance the night away, but when Jerry tells you to "make it shake", he means something much less innocent than a teen dance party.

Amusingly, a producer apparently told Jerry to tone this down. Which he evidently didn't, and I can't say that the end result is any the worse for it. But yeah, I can see this raising eyebrows. The lack of control in the playing, the messiness of the recording, the innuendo of it all, the outright wild changes in dynamic and tempo. It's dynamite, punk rock before its time. I don't, for all that, love it, but I like that it managed to do this well for itself, in all its chaotic glory.

Yeah, we've had a few weeks of chaotic little rock numbers, but honestly, I can't see this one being topped for a while, just in terms of wild energy. It will be interesting to see how artists respond - are we entering into an arms race of ever-increasing sexiness and thumpiness? Or is somebody going to come along to tone it down? I've no idea, but I'm excited to find out.

Favourite song of the particularly messy bunch: Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On

[vidrphotography]

Honeysuckle Tea House Wedding in Chapel Hill, NC

~Rustic Fall Wedding at the Honeysuckle Tea House in Chapel Hill, NC~

Just outside the heart of Chapel Hill, at the enchanting Honeysuckle Tea House, Criss and Emily were joined by their friends and family in celebrating their wedding day. They began with a private first look at their home in Durham, joined by their dog, Wellie, before meeting up with their loved ones during the ceremony.

Honeysuckle Tea House

Honeysuckle Tea House is a wedding and event venue located just 15 minutes outside of the heart of Chapel Hill, North Carolina. The venue is hosted on a 30-acre farm full of gorgeous and sustainable greenery. The venue’s team describes it as “a hidden gem just 15 minutes away from Chapel Hill…your destination for majestic nature, rustic charm, and unforgettable events.” The venue focuses on sustainability in all its practices and is even constructed out of shipping containers and other repurposed materials. I absolutely love this venue as it offers stunning views with cute quirks around every corner. This venue is just as beautiful in the spring, as the flowers bloom, as it is in the fall when the leaves start to change colors. The Honeysuckle Tea House is especially gorgeous at night. The venue has multiple indoor and outdoor seating areas, a hammock circle, and a large tent outdoors all decorated in lights. This ambient lighting allows for the perfect mood to get the dance floor going. At Criss and Emily’s wedding, their guests absolutely tore it up on the dance floor and had a blast. I absolutely adored being able to capture some special moments from their dance party. Another great bonus of the Honeysuckle Tea House is that they offer their own signature products! From tea blends to farm products and mead, trying some of their products is an absolute must. At this time the Honeysuckle Tea House is available for booking special events, retreats & weddings. They also host special events and festivals for the general public. Feel free to check them out, I highly recommend them!

Private First Look

Criss and Emily began their special day with a private and intimate first look at their home in Durham, North Carolina. They were joined by their lovely dog, Wellie, who was a great addition to this moment. Criss initially stood with his back facing Emily before the final reveal. This made for some adorable shots where you can feel the anticipation from the couple. After the initial reveal, we captured some shots on a bench in their backyard. There were actually some cute yellow flowers that paired perfectly with Emily’s yellow dress which I made sure to get in the shot as they sat on the bench. Eventually, Wellie could no longer contain his excitement and joined his parents by the bench for a few photos. We continued to capture some different poses before moving to the front yard. Their wedding was actually right before Halloween and their front yard was decorated perfectly for the occasion. From pumpkins to spooky Halloween decorations, we were able to get some pretty fun and creative photos that capture Criss and Emily’s personality as well as the fall weather. I love when couples can have fun in front of the camera and just let loose. I think that often makes for the most memorable photos and I think Criss and Emily were able to do just that. It seemed like they had a lot of fun messing around with the decorations and posing for the camera. After the first look at their home, there were a few hours before the ceremony began at the Honeysuckle Tea House.

Rustic Fall Ceremony

Criss & Emily’s Ceremony took place at the Honeysuckle Tea House in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. The venue was perfectly decorated with lights and fall décor which fit the overall atmosphere. At the end of the aisle, under the white arch, were multiple pumpkins which paired perfectly with the yellows and oranges of the surrounding foliage and with Emily’s stunning yellow dress. Criss and Emily shared beautiful vows that captured many inside jokes and displayed their deep love for one another. Many of their vows centered around moss, as Emily is very fond of moss. Emily happens to be so fascinated by moss that they even had mini terrariums as wedding favors for their guests! The ceremony was full of laughs, tears, and smiles. After Criss and Emily shared their first kiss and walked down the aisle, we took some portraits in the farm area of the venue. These colors were absolutely stunning and fit the desired fall aesthetic perfectly. Wellie even joined the newlyweds during this section to get some more photos together.

Furry Friends

One of my favorite things to see at weddings is the inclusion of a couple’s pets! Having your pet as part of your special day can be so much fun and make for some amazing memories. It can be difficult to think about all the added elements that come along with having your pet as part of your wedding day. Couples will often have a trusted friend or family member responsible for taking care of the animal on the day of or even hiring a third-party service that takes care of your pet for the day. These services will even bring your fur baby to the venue, ensure they are getting the best of care, and allow your guests to not have to worry. When it comes to photos with your furry friend, it's important to just have fun! You know more than anyone how to make sure your animal has fun and what will make them smile for the camera. Criss and Emily seemed to have so much fun with their dog Willie. He was absolutely adorable and was one of the highlights of the night.  

Vendors:

Photography: Vidr Photography

Vidrphotography.com

Officiant: P&M Notary

Diana Giraldo

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Venue, dinner, and drinks: Honeysuckle Tea House

honeysuckleteahouse.com

Dessert: Richardson Cakes

srichardsoncakes.com

Videographer: Summit to Sea Photography

summittoseafilms.com

Ceremony sound technician: Triangle Sound Service

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[unacaritafeliz]

we know lardo would sweep so...

[samwell-international-students]

does every american university have a mascot? and have all of them resulted in campus-wide lockdowns? or is it just samwell that's Like That?

Hey! Thank you so much for your question!!

Weirdly, every American college seems to have a mascot, but we still can't tell if it's just Wellie that's been driven to homicide. We'll keep you posted on that!

Are you confused by any aspect of the Samwell Experience? Ask us here!

[zimms]

contrary to the concept of dex hunts wellie the well for sport, may i suggest that dex and wellie are actually best friends because they're both campus cryptids. their friendship begins when they meet at 3am, both stalking around the lake

[zimmerdouche]

okay y’all, i’ve been thinkin about this for like a year

wellie the talking well is samwell’s mascot, a la stanford’s tree (according to ngozi)

but

stanford’s “official” mascot is the cardinal (not the bird, the color)

fun fact: they’re one of the few schools in the country whose mascot isn’t a plural of some object, along with alabama’s roll tide and a few others

so what is samwell’s “official” mascot???

[carcasstohounds]

best thing about scream queens is that i genuinely can’t remember who the killer ended up being

[eph-em-era]

eph-em-era's guide to writing wellington like a wellingtonian (and NZ like you live here)

Welcome to this guide! WWDITS (the film) fic, as well as other... kiwi... things... seem to be getting popular at the moment, and honestly, I've read so many fics lately that totally ruin the immersion for me cause something's really off. No hate on y'all writing the fic, you're doing the lord's work, but I still scream internally. Thus, below is my guide to writing Wellington like you live here, as well as some cheeky tips on writing Kiwis in general. lessssshgooooo.

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THE CITY

This map is a smidge problematic but it's super true. If you're looking for an accurate suburb map, click here.

In the scheme of things, Wellington's 'main city' is made up of:

Te Aro - Cuba St, Courtenay Place, most bars, movie theatres and theatres. It's the 'entertainment district' of the city and where the majority of WWDITS is set. The place is usually full of people for the majority of the day and night.

Wellington Central - this is the business district. It basically shuts down after 4.30pm each night, and is super quiet on weekends, aside from a few bars and most of the city's hotels. If there was a quiet place for vampires to do some hunting in the middle of the night, it'd be here.

Aro Valley - an arty, hippie, residential area, Aro Valley is where there are a ton of students, craft beer brewers and damp houses. It's one of the oldest parts of Welly, and doesn't get a lot of sun. Artsy, liberal and very radical - tons of political protests have been born in the mouldy flats of the Aro Ditch.

Kelburn - this is where Victoria University (Vic) and the cable car is. Students mostly live here, though there's a fair amount of old wealthy people scattered about too.

Thorndon - where Parliament is and where most of the public servants hang out. Predominantly offices, though there's a lot of neat historical buildings up there too.

Obviously, heading further out you have Mt Vic, Pipitea, Northland, Mt Cook, Newtown and the like. Wellington is a city with very strict personalities per suburb (if you need to know I can always help you out, just message me!)

If you're writing anything movie-making-based, you'll be looking towards Miramar for the most part - that's where the majority of filming anything takes place, though most people who work at the studios do live in town (Miramar can be kinda isolating if you're a city person).

LIVING IN WELLINGTON

(Looking towards Mt Vic from Northland, dawn.)

Wellington very much is a city of contradictions.

People who live here tend to be employed in a few main professions: public servants (working for the govt), artists (visual, theatre, film, dance) or hospitality. We also have a ton of academics, cause we're basically based around two big universities - Massey University and Victoria University.

The weather can be very up and down. We get horrendous winds and storms (planes are frequently grounded cause of wind or fog), but when the weather is nice it's really nice. It's a beautiful place to live. However, if your characters are smart, they'll have a raincoat, rather than an umbrella. Umbrellas do not survive in our wind.

Rent can be quite high and most people don't live in the central city unless they're on a really good wage. Students/young people will only live in the central city (that's Te Aro usually) if they're living in kind of gross apartments for the most part.

Public transport, biking, walking and escooters are massive. Our trains are a bit shit and don't run that often, but buses are huge. Metlink, the company that runs them, is not amazing, but there are a lot of different routes. If you're living in Wellington, though, you're probably not driving places unless it's a fair bit away. Most people walk, cause the central city is flat. Buses in Wellington these days are lime-coloured but used to be yellow, grey or blue up until a couple of years ago. For escooters, we have Beam (purple) and Flamingo (pink) in the central city.

That being said, though - central Wellington is in a basin, and the rest of the city is on a hill. If your characters are venturing anywhere outside of Te Aro/Wellington Central, they'll be walking uphill or up steps. You get really used to it. Most people walk home from clubbing at night, though there's also the option of Uber, Ola or Zoomy.

For food shopping, we have New World, Countdown and (if you feel like travelling out of your way) Pak n Save. We also have dairies like Night n Day and the Four Square.

Things people do for fun are hiking, going to the movie theatre (The Roxy Cinema is my pick, but the Embassy is the biggest cinema in the central city), going to the theatre (BATS, Circa, the Opera House), going to comedy shows (San Fran, Fringe bar), going to the pub (my picks are JJ's, the Ivy and S&Ms), or just hanging out in their homes.

Our clubs are open every night, but are mostly busy Wednesdays (student night), Fridays and Saturdays. They're super busy between 10pm-3am, because students leave their hostels at 10pm to head into town (that's their 'have to be either in bed or out of the hostel' curfew).

Very few people have private medical insurance. Our medical care is heavily subsidized, and if someone is in an accident they're covered by ACC which pays out the time you're off work and any support you might need. Dentistry and optometry are super expensive. However, our medical procedures are fast and often free. My dad had significant open-heart surgery in a city my parents don't live in and all my mum paid while she was staying with him was groceries - the hotel, travel and medical care was free.

WRITING KIWIS

(Wellington's South Coast, looking towards the South Island).

Here's a few things you should know when writing people who live in New Zealand.

For the most part, people are really chill. Alarmingly so in some cases. We have a very 'she'll be right' attitude - meaning that we're calm in the face of chaos because we think it'll just blow over.

Our country is also very collectivist - we really come together in times of strife, and we do get a lot of it. Earthquakes, floods, pandemics - Kiwis turn up to support each other.

A lot of Kiwis, especially in Wellington, are quite politically-minded. There's protests in Wellington... every single week, it seems like. Most Wellingtonians are quite leftists too - the city is built on protest. The South Island tends to vote more conservative (for the right wing political parties like National and ACT), while the North Island tends to vote more liberal (for the centre-left party Labour and the leftist party Green)

Kiwis also swear. A lot. Not necessarily in professional speech - though I have literally used swear words in professional emails - but we're a colloquial place. Anything up to 'shit' is basically acceptable on the news.

We're working towards being a much more multi-lingual society. Māori is commonly used on TV, in print, and most places have a duo Māori/English name. I pepper Māori into my conversations. There's definitely people (mostly older people) who have trouble with that though. NZ can be very racist and there's a malevolent undercurrent of people who are angry that we're embracing Māori language and culture more these days.

SOME COMMON WORD SUBSTITUTIONS

(Wellington, from Kelburn).

Words you might use internationally, and how they're used here.

Convenience store = dairy

Grocery store/Walmart = supermarket

Swimming costume/bikini/bathing suit = togs

Flip flops = jandals

Holiday home = bach (they're usually just beach cottages, not that fancy)

Hiking = tramping

college = uni

SOME COMMON NZ WORDS/PHRASES

(New Years 2021 - over the Wellington waterfront)

Bro = friend, can be of any gender

Mate = as above, though can also just be used to refer to an acquaintance (i'd call a shopkeeper mate)

Munted = something's fucked or broken beyond repair

Stoked = pleased about something

Ae/eh/ay/aye = pronounced "ae" - something you'd say in agreement

Wops = middle of nowhere

Sweet as = no problem, no worries.

It's all good = as above

She'll be right = as above

Taking the piss = making a mockery of, eg: "You're taking the piss, mate" meaning "you're mocking me/this, friend"

On the piss = drinking/drunk

(you're such an) egg = you're being a dumbass (you can just call someone an egg too)

I hope you liked my guide :) If you have any additional questions, hit me up! I am super happy to help you write people/characters/stories set in NZ or Wellington!

[crashpill]

Wellie

Name: Alice Wright

Age: 36

Gender: Female

Residence: Maidenholm

Job: She always wanted to be a nurse (Helps out with paperwork)

Hair color: Ginger

Eye color: Green

Family: Her family left her alone, at the time since she lived alone in Wellington Wells. She doesn't know whether her family is alive, but she doesn't really care.

Relationship: Single?

Special features: doesn't talk and writes everything she wants to say in her notebook

Likes:

Joy Doctors

Writing

Likes to hear stories

Books

Autumn

Favorite song: Dead of Winter

Dislikes:

Stress

Tea

Rain

Groups of people

Spiders

Backstory:

She was born in Wellington Wells, and her family lived very devoutly in the Catholic faith. This is why they couldn't come to terms with Alice being mute and as a result, disabled. This is also the reason why she has no siblings; her parents were too afraid of having another child with a disability. Her family prayed in the church and regularly took her to see every priest they could find, but none could 'heal' her. At the age of 16, she was cast out by her family because they couldn't accept that their daughter had a disability.

She doesn't care whether her family is alive or not, and she never wants to see her parents again. From that point on, she tried to survive, but she can't remember what happened next. She is grateful that she has a place to live and manages to get by with some paperwork.

When she's not doing paperwork, she enjoys reading books or knitting. Occasionally, she scribbles in her notebook, but only to pass the time. She has never had a partner and has never had many friends. The friends she once had are no longer in touch with her.

Her greatest wish was to work as a nurse, and she attempted it several times. However, due to her disability, no one would hire her. That's why she secretly works on her own medicines in her apartment, though without success so far. She took a first aid course and can thus help people when they are injured.

Despite her disability, she gets along well with people, but only with those who can read or are willing to 'listen' to her.

She avoids crowds because she can no longer concentrate on writing. She also avoids rain because her last notebooks get completely wet and she can no longer communicate.

Alice has had several disputes with Bobbys and Joy Doctors because she cannot speak. She is known in the Constabulary and is usually sent away.

She just wants people she can talk to.

Relationships with:

Arthur: She knows him through the newspaper, but she's not interested in him.

Sally: She finds her a bit strange. Hears a lot of people talking about her. But doesn't want anything to do with Sally.

Ollie: Finds him creepy

Relationships with other characters:

Nick: She enjoys listening to his music and dancing to the music. She would like to meet him sometime.

Bobbies: She likes the bobbies, but still keeps a bit of a distance from them. She wants to avoid stress with the bobbys.

Doctors: She enjoys talking to the Doctors. She finds them very interesting and she likes the way they talk.

Uncle Jack: She likes his show and enjoys watching it.

Her favorite show is: Funny Old Customs

Foggy Jack: She is afraid of him and closes everything at night and no longer answers the door in the evening.

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