#creede Colorado

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Sylvester the Arizona Gunslinger Mummy and his connection to Colorado

There once lived a desperado named Sylvester. It is thought when he died, he was about 45 years old. In 1895, at his death he was processed as an embalmer's exhibit.

There once lived a desperado named Sylvester. It is thought when he died, he was about 45 years old. In 1895, at his death he was processed as an embalmer’s exhibit. After being a sideshow for over a hundred years, he now lives in the “Ye Old Curiosity” shop in Seattle, Washington as a human mummy on display. He is so well preserved he looks wooden, and you can still see the pupils of his eyes,…

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Creede, Colorado Travel VLOG - Historic Mining Town

From 1889 to 1893 the town of Creede bustled with mining fever. By 1892, Creede’s mines produced $1,000,000 worth of ore every month!

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The calmness of horses. On the road to Creede, Colorado.

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One of my favorite landscape photos. I was at lobo overlook when light snowfall and all the mountains in the distance began being obscured by clouds. This mountain peak briefly showed creating such a mystical atmosphere.

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Clarissa, 21, she/her

I swear a lot, just a warning.

This is my multi-fandom blog, my fic recs blog is @redpool2

I sometimes spam either hyperfixations or ships, so be warned.

Video Games; Assassin's Creed (all), Watch Dogs (all), Mortal Kombat (all), God of War, Red Dead Redemption (both), Vampyr, Horizon, Hogwarts Legacy, Detroit Become Human, Baldur's Gate 3, Midnight Sons, InFAMOUS Second Son, Tomb Raider, The Witcher, Stardew Valley, Fallout, Dragon Age, Mass Effect, Ghost of Tsushima,

One Piece (LA & Anime), The Witcher, Reacher, Supernatural, Legends of Tomorrow, The Last Kingdom, Constantine, Good Omens, BBC Ghosts, Peacemaker, American Gods, Hannibal, Titans, The Sandman, The Rookie, Shōgun, Tulsa King, SAS: Rogue Heroes,

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Based on this ask

Dealer!Coryo x Reader

WARNING ⚠️ Weed, drugs, addiction, recovery, recovering addict, guns, shooting, murder, Coriolanus Snow being Coriolanus Snow, smut, p in v, slight degradation, creampie, breeding kink, soft!dark!Coriolanus, um that's bout it

You've known Coriolanus Snow for a few years. You met during your Freshman year of high school. Your first boyfriend, who was an absolute asshole, introduced you during a weed exchange at a party. Coriolanus was a Junior or maybe a Senior (you don't really remember) when you met him.

But you didn't reconnect with Coriolanus until a few weeks before your high school graduation. You were at a party and wanted some weed to chill with. Your school assignments were kicking your ass and your boyfriend decided he didn't want to go to prom (you found out from a friend of yours that he was cheating on you with some redhead from the other school in town: The one that is rivals with your high school: The Academy.

You saw Coriolanus Snow selling weed, along with some other shit, and approached him. He agreed to sell you the weed if you promised to stay the fuck away from the hard shit. The platinum blonde, who once had a gorgeous mane of soft curls, sporting a buzz cut also coerced you into sitting on the patio in a lawn chair with him- sharing a joint.

Somehow, the two of you became more than weed dealer and customer. Snow, also known on the streets as Snowball, became your friend and fuck buddy too. Yea, the two of you started hooking up randomly. At first it was cause you were short on cash and he said that he'd let you fuck him instead for the weed (he was joking and was gonna give you the weed anyways, but you didn't know that). All the other times was because you'd either smoked with him and got horny or was going thru some bullshit at home with your alcoholic brother getting wasted. Other times it's cause you're ranting/crying to him about your on-again off-again boyfriend Odysseus Odair and Coriolanus decided to fuck you to make you feel better.

Snowball even beat Odysseus nearly to death once after you cried to him about being cheated on (again).

Yea…

Coriolanus was very protective over you. He also had a soft spot for you. Once that made his cold, dead, black, shriveled up heart pump with blood and beat with love.

Love for you.

But that was dangerous in his line of work. Coriolanus Snow was a well known drug dealer in Panem, Colorado. One that had tough street cred. All of the cops wanted him behind bars and other dealers (with the exception of his best friends Festus Creed and Sejanus Plinth) wanted him dead. Add you into the mix and he's just asking for trouble.

So one day after selling you some weed and fucking your goddamn brains out, Snow told you that you couldn't hook up anymore. That he didn't want you at his apartment anymore either; that he'd just go to your place for weed drop offs.

Your relationship had to be strictly business professional.

And it was for a couple of weeks, til he pissed you off at a party by picking a fight with your on-again off-again boyfriend. You walked home despite him rolling up next to you in his luxury black sedan for a few minutes- begging you to get into the car. You're stubborn as a mule; refused to get into the car and accept a ride from him. Snow didn't want to hover around the area too long since cops were lurking around; busting the party you both had left.

So…

Snowball respected your wishes and sped down the road, leaving you to walk down I-70 all alone; all the way to the edge of town where your trailer park that you lived in was at.

And after that, well you never saw Coriolanus Snow again.

And the hardened drug dealer was happy about that.

Okay…

He wasn't happy about never seeing you again, but he was relieved that his rough and dangerous lifestyle wouldn't touch you. That you'd be safe; away from him and out of harm's way.

If only that was true…

But til he heard otherwise, well, he was taking it as the gospel truth.

Coriolanus was kicking it with Sejanus at the latter's house. Despite Strabo Plinth having a munitions company, the Plinth family lives in a modest 2 bedroom 2 ½ bath townhouse in downtown Panem. Coriolanus guesses that Mr. Plinth's not as loaded as he claims to be or that he's like a dragon hoarding gold. But at least the guy's nice to him and Festus, makes sure they don't get harassed the cops along with his son Sejanus when they get hauled into the station. Strabo always gets them good lawyers cause they're considered family by being his son's friends.

And Ma Plinth is that warm lady who mother's everyone. Hell, the nice lady even helps her son make magic brownies aka pot brownies for snacks. And she always makes sure the best munchie foods are stashed. God, she's such a sweet, cool, motherly, warm woman. He secretly envies his best friend for having such a great mom.

Anyways, Coriolanus is at Sej’s and they're playing Call of Duty on the PS4. Festus was supposed to be on already, but he's late. Of course he's late for their co-op. Lazy damn fucker prolly half drunk and high.

Like always.

But when Festus logged on, well, Coriolanus got the surprise of his life. The way Creed greeted him via their headsets was: “Snow, saw that girl of yours, Y/N, was hanging around Billy Taupe, Lucy Gray, and some skeezy looking chick.”

“Creed, you know we can't just say ghost girl’s name ‘round Snow.” Sejanus reminded his friend, who wasn't the brightest crayon in the box. It was a miracle he even made it to graduation.

“Why not? He oughta know who's corrupting his girl Y/N?” Festus countered.

“Where'd ya see them at, Creed?” Coriolanus asked, his tone a no nonsense one, as his thumbs quickly mashed against the buttons of the PS4 controller.

“Outside the Capitol Convince & Gas.”

“I'm sorry, bro.” Sejanus blurted out, his usually cheerful and warm voice downcast and glum. The bear of a young man knew what and who hung around there. He also knew what his best friend was gonna do bout it too.

“Fuck…” Coriolanus heavily heaves out. Chucking his controller across the room, he roars, “FUCK!”

“Coriolanus, take your headphones off if you wanna yell. I think I'm deaf now.” Festus chastises his fellow dealer and friend while directing his character in the war co-op game.

“She'll prolly be gone once you get there.” Sejanus sadly told the platinum blonde, who had roughly pulled off his headphones and tossed them to the side.

“Then I'll drive around Panem til I find her.” Coriolanus swore Before storming out of Sejanus' room.

Coriolanus knows deep down in his bones that you're on the hard shit. He doesn't know who got you on it, but he knows you're on it.

And how does he know?

Cause Billy FUCKING Taupe’s a slimeball that's on some hard shit. Also he had a situationship with Lucy Gray and she gave him some shit that had him tripping so bad that he was shooting his gun all over the place, hearing invisible birds squawking and singing in Lucy Gray's melodic voice. He also grazed Lucy Gray with a bullet and that was the end of that.

If you're hanging around them at a convincing store known for having dealers that dish out the hard drugs working ‘round it, then you're hooked.

“FUCK!” Coriolanus loudly shouted, smacking his steering wheel repeatedly as he drove by the Capitol Convince & Gas only to see that you weren't there anymore.

He’s determined to find you and help you dry out, get clean. Coriolanus blames himself for you falling down the rabbit hole and getting hooked on the hard shit. Why? Cause he feels if he was around you then you'd still be a toker instead of doing goddamn junkie stuff.

Coriolanus shakes his head and white knuckles his steering wheel while driving around the seedier parts of town. He spotted you walking down the street, but he had to take a double take to confirm it was you because you looked- for a lack of better words- like the living dead. You're so thin and your hair’s a mess. Your clothes are hanging off of you too.

And it's all cause you're hooked on the hard drugs.

Fuck…

Coriolanus vows to find out who sold you that shit and kill them.

Pulling up to you, he rolls down the window and orders, “Get in the car, baby.”

You can't believe your ears. Are you hallucinating? Did you just eat Coryo's voice after so long? And he wants you to get into his car, just like the last night you ever saw him all those months ago?

You stop and turn towards the baritone you've come to associate with Snowball. Your tired, sunken in eyes blinked as your breath hitched. It's real. He's really parked on the side of the road, wanting you to get into his car.

“Coryo…I…” You trail off, sluggishly going over to the passenger's side and opening the door.

Coryo let out a silent sigh while watching you get into his car. You looked so bad. It scared him.

Yes, it scared him to see you so emaciated from the hard shit you're hooked on.

“How long you been dopesick for, babygirl?” Coriolanus asked, pulling back onto the road as soon as you shut the car door.

“Couple days, maybe.” Your eyes downcast and lock onto your boney knees while you admit, “Haven't been able to score.”

“Creed saw you outside the Capitol Convince & Gas earlier. Couldn't score there?”

“No.” You shook your head. “The guy my co-workers from the Hobb know never showed up.” You explained as Coriolanus quickly sped towards his apartment.

“How long you've been working in that shithole for?”

“Since a couple days after we last saw each other. My sister-in-law hooked me up with an interview there; she works there as a barmaid.”

“I never did like that damn honkey tonk. It's a magnetic for fucking assholes and addicts.” The platinum blonde loudly grumbles. “I'm gonna take you to my place; get you better again. Yea?” He promises, looking between you and the road.

“I did exactly what you told me not to do. Why would you help me, Snowball?” You ask, feeling as if he shouldn't be helping you since you popped those oxy at that one party you went to after work- a dumb decision that dragged you into the deepest pits of hell.

“Cause I know you, Y/N. I know somebody got you hooked on that shit, that you wouldn't just do it for shits and giggles.” The cold-hearted man next to you explained, earning him a slight nod from you. Placing his large, calloused hand on your thigh, he confesses, “I also feel responsible for you being in this mess, babygirl. If I didn't push you away; try to protect you and keep you safe from my lifestyle then you wouldn't be a goddamn junkie right now.”

“It's not your fault, Coryo.” You assure him. His icy blue eyes flitter from the road to lock onto your sullen gaze as you sadly sigh, “It was my dumb choice to go to a party after work with somr co-workers; to take some oxy that was offered by somebody to relax and unwind.”

“Who gave it to you?” Coriolanus asked, cause he needed to know who to kill for introducing you to the world of pill popping.

At least he hopes it's just pill popping. If you're crushing that shit and snorting it- then fucking hell…

It looks like his dealer ass is gonna be booking you an appointment for the methadone clinic. It also looks like he's gonna be moving you in with him to make sure you get better.

Coriolanus’ blood boils over when your voice tells him the name of the motherfucker that he's gonna kill tonight once you're knocked out with some sleeping pills.

“Billy Taupe Clade.”

After bringing you back to his place, Coriolanus cleaned you up, gave you a baggy shirt to borrow, and got you well by giving you some of the pills that he sells.

Not enough to get you high, but just enough to keep you straight.

He made you some food (nothing special, just some mac ‘n’ cheese) and had a serious talk with you about your addiction.

One that he felt guilty about.

“I'm gonna help you get clean, baby, but you gotta cut ties with everyone at the Hobb- including Ashlie.”

“Why? She's my brother's girlfriend and-” You began to ask, only for Coriolanus to cut you off with a blunt, “To get clean you can't hang around the environment that made you into a goddamn junkie. You gotta cut Ashlie and Rein out of your life and quit your job.”

“How am I gonna survive, Coriolanus? And where am I supposed to live?” You asked, giving him a dirty look.

It was easy for him to tell you to just fall off the face of the earth, he had an apartment and a steady income.

“Your gonna live with me, Y/N.” Coriolanus said as if it was clearly written on the wall for all to see. You blinked, only to give him a shocked look. But before you could even ask him why, he tells you, “I'll take you to the methadone clinic, to meetings, whatever the fuck you need to get clean- cause I fucked up and failed you. But I ain't gonna fail my girl again.”

“I'm your girl?” You ask, brow arching high in question. “Since when?”

“You know I always had a soft spot for you.” Coriolanus shrugs.

“No,” You shake your head, “I didn't know that.”

“Mhm…” He hums. Reaching his hand out to grab you and pulling you closer to him, he reveals, “You’re mine, babygirl.” Coriolanus brings his face so close to yours that his lips ghost over yours. “Whether you like it or not, you're mine.”

You open your mouth to protest, but no sound ever flowed over your vocal chords.

No.

Before you can utter a word, Coriolanus is grabbing the back of your neck in his large, calloused hand, and attacking your lips with his in a deep kiss full of heat and longing.

A kiss where he instantly shoved his tongue down your throat, desperate and eager to reclaim what he'd given up all those months ago.

Coriolanus groans into your mouth as your hands dig and twist into the front of his shirt as you reciprocate his kiss. You crave his kisses as much, if not more, then he craves yours.

The feel of his lush lips against yours is euphoric in a way that you've forgotten.

His lips press against yours in such a fervent way that it feels as if he's desperately sucking your soul out of your body. But you're just as desperate for him as he is for you. And if Coriolanus is sucking out your soul with his heavily heated kisses then you're sucking out his soul too since your kisses are just as needy and passionate as his.

Your lungs burn from lack of air and so does Snow's, but neither one of you cares. All you two care about is consuming each other; making up for lost time.

Pulling away for breath, Coriolanus leans his forehead against yours. “You're my girl; you're staying with me for now on.”

You're brain's a scrambled mess as you lay underneath Coryo, naked with your legs tightly wrapped around him. Your nails are clawing up and down his back, leaving faint lines and scratches on his too pale skin. Your nails used to be longer, but since you spiraled into the black hole of addiction you haven't gotten them done lately.

Can't spend money on pills and nails too, it's either one or the other in the town of Panem, Colorado and sadly for you it was the oxy.

Coryo's got you caged in, his strong arms on either side of you to hold his weight up, as he plows into your pussy.

The dealer’s not just fucking you dumb, but he's fucking you as if his entire life depends on it. His cock slides along your cunt's tight walls in fast, deep motions. The loud sounds of his cum heavy balls smacking against your wet skin lewdly fills up the bedroom. The sound of the bed creaking and the headboard mingles into the sounds of slapping skin; adding to the beauty of the symphony are the mewls you make and the deep grunts from Coryo.

“Look at you, babygirl. All fucked dumb on my cock; moaning like fucking slut.” He smirked, a throaty moan stuck in the back of his throat, as he snapped his hips faster.

“Your cock feels so good, Coryo…” You tell him, nearly squealing as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix; causing every single nerve inside of your body to fire up.

Your cunt's aching for him. All wet and drooling as he slams in and out on you at a brutal pace. And Coryo needs that tight cunt of yours even more than he needs air to breath. The way your velvety walls clench his cock just right has him sweating bullets.

“Your cunt's so perfect. So tight, so fucking tight…” Coriolanus deeply growls, feeling his balls twitch, as your back arches up; causing your tits to press up against his toned chest. “Fuck…”

“Coryo, I'm so close.” You tell him as he presses you down into the bed; fucking you deeper and harder in a desperation to feel relief.

“I'm close too, baby.” Coryo grunts. “Gonna fill your cunt til it's leaking. Gonna knock you up with our bastard too.” He tells you, nipping and biting your neck- marking you up as he fucks the life out of you.

“Coryo…” Is all you can manage to squeal as the feeling of his large cock hitting that special spongy spot dead inside of your core has you seeing stars. You swear, your vision's going spotty; that's how good he's fucking you.

“You want that, yea? Want me to fuck you full of my baby?” Coryo asks, slamming in and out of your tight, clenching wet hole. Lifting one of his hands from that bed and holding your jaw in it, his icy blue eyes shine with lust as he huskily remarks, “That’ll keep you clean, babygirl. Yea, having my baby’ll be good for you.” Letting go of your jaw, his hand goes to the base of your throat. He lightly squeezes, thumb pressing into the hollow of your throat, as his hips snap quickly; pushing you over the edge.

You cum while loudly moaning Coryo's name. Your nails digging into his back as you claw at him in a vain attempt to anchor yourself as you're flooded with pleasure from your orgasm.

The platinum blonde fucked you through your orgasm, all the while telling you, “You're gonna look so hot all swollen and full with my baby.” The feeling of your tight cunt is like heaven to the dealer. “Damn, your titties and ass are gonna be even more fine then they are now.” He rambles, blue eyes dark with lust as he starts to fantasize about the physical changes your body's going to make once you're pregnant.

And Snow truly intends to knock you up because he knows you'll have to stay clean for the baby. It's a perfect way to get you off the hard shit, or at least in his mind he thinks it is.

Coriolanus digs his knees deep into the mattress as he pounds into you as fast and hard as he possibly can. One, two, three pumps and then he's cumming hard. Your name falls from his lips like a sacred prayer as he fills you up with hot, thick ropes of his seed.

He's panting as he pulls out of you. A smirk crosses his face as he watches his cum slowly trickle out of your cunt. “Goddamn, your cunt's the best I've ever had.” Coryo tells you while flopping down on his back, right next to you on the bed.

Lazily turning your head to look at him, you admit, “You're the best cock that's ever fucked me; the biggest too.”

Holding his arm out, to make room for you, he orders, “Come here, baby.”

You tuck into his side and rest your head against his chest. Your fingers absentmindedly trace patterns over his dog tags as he wraps his arm around you.

It's not spoken out loud, but it's clear as day to both of you that you need him. That you're at the end of your rope and he's your only means of survival.

Coriolanus made sure that you were knocked out cold, in his bed, when he went out searching high and low for Billy Taupe.

It was just dumb luck that he found him right behind the Hobb as he drove by that shithole. He parked his car and walked up to that piece of shit, and pulled out a gun he just bought off of Spruce especially for the occasion of icing Billy Taupe. Coriolanus unloaded the gun’s clip into the piece of shit that got you hooked on the hard shit. But not before he found out the name of the dealer you used.

But to get rid of him, well, Snow would need some help from Plinth. Maybe even Creed too. It'd be too hard to go after Hawthorne himself. That bastard’s got a few screws loose in his head.

After tossing the gun in a lake a couple of hours outside of town, Coriolanus returned to his apartment.

And to you.

You, who's sleeping soundly in his bed since he spiked your cola with sleeping pills. Enough of them to make you sleep in well into noon tomorrow.

As he undresses and gets into bed next to you, he vows to atone for his sin of denying his feelings for you; leaving you alone to fend for yourself and get sucked down the rabbit hole of accidental addiction.

And he truly did know that your addiction was an accident. That you never thought you'd be crushing pills and snorting them every other hour or so whenever you popped a pill to get loose at a party.

A party he wouldn't be caught dead at; one you never would've been attending had he still been in your life.

But he's back in your life now and that's all that matters.

That and the fact that he's going to be whacking everyone that had a hand in getting on you the hard shit.

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TOA Anniversary Munday

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

(Previous answers here on Raven's blog. Thanks for putting this together Neffi!)

Name: tches!

Pronouns: she/they

Birthday (no year): 22 Dec

Where are you from? What is your time zone? From Germany, but I live in Colorado

How long is your roleplay experience? A few years in 2005, and now my tenure here

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? Uhhhhh probably Yahoo chatrooms if I'm honest, but I spent most of my time in Livejournal communities

How were you introduced to TOA? I found it scrolling the Raven tag and I saw mirae's drop. Didn't join at this time. Then Elf advertised in a mutual server and I was like Hm. Maybe I will.

Do you have any pets? The server knows my beloved Coriander my baby my light my heart. I also live with two GSDs, Ursa and Solo.

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) I love you winter, I love you snow, I love you December, I love you.

What is your IRL occupation? Handwaves IT. I'm helpdesk at my current place, but I've begun learning network infrastructure stuff recently.

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I like languages and history, esp Meiji Japan and Mughal India. I used to be a lot more active, and I still generally enjoy yoga and rock climbing, but I've accrued some injuries which prevent me from doing this as much as I'd like. Sadge.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Final Fantasy, Pokemon, Ace Attorney, Assassin's Creed, Dragon Age, Bloodborne, Witcher, Kingdom Hearts.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ice or Dragon I think; and Gyarados my beloved my friend my partner (although Delibird is a very close second I love that little dude)

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! (Optional bonus challenge: if you filled this out last year, try not to repeat what you said back then!) One time a drunk driver scraped my ex-husband's car pulling out of the bar and while he was so flabbergasted that it had happened, me and a friend who had just gotten out of the Navy broke into a sprint to chase the girl down for three blocks before she left the neighborhood.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? My father and I were in the PX and I grabbed Blazing because it had just come to the States and it looked interesting.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? All but Archanea and Tellius. I started Path of Radiance, and put it down at chapter 15 when I got busy. I'll pick it back up again I promise :sob:

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: First is Blazing and favorite is...probably Blazing still. Elibe is just home to me. I really really like Three Houses and Shadows of Valentia though.

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Oh gosh. Raven number one forever, and Dima and Berkut are up there. I'll list five who aren't my roster, in no particular order: Hubert, Hector, Lyon, Priscilla, Lachesis.

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! Wil. Wil was my first favorite, followed by Matthew. I genuinely loved them so so much my first playthrough I gave them everything.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 Jeralt can still get it.

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays?- Awakening: Another accidental Chrom victim - probably Lonk or Freddie Fates: I genuinely don't remember if it was Kaze or Jakob - Probably still Kaze Three Houses: Claude - Hubert is my favorite S support he's really good Engage: I literally hard swerved from Diamant the moment Pandreo came on screen I don't think anyone's taking his crown.

Favorite Fire Emblem class? I just really like the Merc-Hero line 🙈But I also love wyverns

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Infantry sword. I hate to say I'd be a Navarre archetype but I honestly probably would be. Middling strength and con but workable with attention, decent speed, absolutely ridiculous crit stat. Surprisingly high resistance. I'd be a good candidate for Dancer or Mortal Savant.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Unaffiliated civilian, but can be swayed to join a cause after some effort. I tend to keep myself a bit at arms length, and it can be difficult sometimes to get my genuine loyalty.

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons: Sword, Bow Bane: Flying Budding Talent: Heavy Armor

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? No lie, probably Brodia. My family is full of soldiers on all sides

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) Depends on the flow of the sentence. Sometimes toe-ah, sometimes T-O-A

Current TOA muses: Raven, Dimitri, Berkut

Past TOA muses? Sigurd, Igrene, Saber, Petra, Beowolf, Lyn

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Raven my heart my forever. If he hasn't been pried from my grasp for the last twenty years, I can't imagine what might.

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? I like it when grief and love carve someone into a weapon. I love rage and deep, boundless sorrow. And I occasionally like when they get a little slutty, I'm not a monster.

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? 🤔Hard to say. I like to think my range is pretty good. I've been writing for long enough that I don't really wish - I just do it. I think anyone could write anyone if they genuinely put their heart into it.

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like when the narrator is a little unreliable. I like when there's so much emotion that everything becomes just a little bit fuzzy an indistinct, like they're suddenly underwater and haven't realized they're drowning. I like when the narrative is circular and I can call back five posts, or when I can bookend things - dramatic irony my beloved. I love miscommunication, especially when one person takes something and runs with it (RIP Sigurd you were the king of this and your never-shuts-up).

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? I've been in an AU mood lately. I want more AUs - coffeeshop AU, horror movie tropes AU, cross-fiction AU. There was an idea that I had that I'd like to build up a bit more that I may drop a call for 🙊

Favorite TOA-related memories? All of Raven's threads with elysia's Priscilla and kanoesa's Lucius 🤲I hold them like this. And unrelated to my muses I to this day can't get over And Now All Of TOA Knows You Tried To Kill Ryoma.

Present or past tense? Past. I use present tense pretty sparingly, and almost exclusively for one-off asks. Feels weird though.

Normal size text, small text, no preference? No preference. I use normal size out of laziness. The most formatting you'll get from me is italics for emphasis or for thought patterns.

Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 One day I will app Sommie and everyone will have a heart attack. You think I'm joking? You think this is a game?

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Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

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Jesse James Haunted Farm

It is said that the James farm in Kearney, Missouri where the notorious outlaw Jesse James grew up is haunted. Jesse James’ parents moved from Kentucky to Kearney in 1842.

His father was a Baptist minister who wanted his boys to be well educated. However, in a trip to the California gold fields he died leaving his sons without a father, Jesse was just 3 years old.

His mother, Zerelda lived on this farm for the rest of her life, through three marriages and eight children.

During the Civil War in 1863 the James’ farm was brutally attacked by Union soldiers. Shortly afterward Jesse age 16 and his older brother Frank became Confederate guerilla soldiers, riding with William Quantrill and Bloody Bill Anderson.

Quantrill’s Raiders as they later became known operated out of Missouri. They ambushed Union patrols and supply convoys. They seized the mail and occasionally struck towns on the Kansas-Missouri border. Their main focus though was against the local pro-Union civilians, which they tried to drive out of the territory.

After the Civil War the James brothers, Jesse and Frank now officially outlaws started to attack trains, banks and stagecoaches that were controlled by the Northern side which bought brutal control to the Missouri legislation.

From 1860 to 1882, the James gang was the most feared band of outlaws in America. Responsible for 20 bank and train robberies they murdered countless individuals that stood in their way. They stole an estimated $200,000. Despite their ruthlessness they became folk heroes to some. They literally became legends in their own time.

The local citizens of Kearney kept quiet when they were home on the farm during this period of time. Clay county where the farm is located was in a part of Missouri called Little Dixie, the entire state was 75% southern sympathizers. Both Jesse and Frank were devoted husbands and fathers who spent a lot of time with their families. They were not modern Robin Hoods though, for they kept the money they stole.

In 1869 the gang robbed a bank in Gallatin, Missouri. Jesse shot the banker through the heart feeling he was responsible for the callous murder of Bloody Bill Anderson. The James gang lost some public favor after this. Local newspapers started to call for the capture of this blood thirty gang.

Frustrated at how the locals protected them, Governor Crittenden had the railroad place an enormous price on the James brother’s heads. Pinkerton detectives hired by several bankers raided the James farm in 1875 thinking the older brothers were there. They threw a bomb in the window killing Jesse and Frank’s younger half-brother, Archie as their mother watched. She lost part of her right arm and hand during this struggle.

In one bank robbery several members of the gang were killed. After this the Youngers, a part of their gang were sent to prison for 25 years.

In 1882 the brothers planned one last robbery with Charley and Bob Ford. They did not know these brothers intended to betray them for the large price on their heads.

On the morning they were to commit this robbery Jesse ate breakfast with the Ford’s, placed his gun on one of the farmhouse beds and stopped to straighten a picture that hung on the wall. Bob Ford shot Jesse in the back of the head. He died instantly and was buried in the side yard of the James’ farmhouse. His remains were later moved to the family plot at Mount Olivet Cemetery in Kearney.

The locals did not appreciate what the Ford brothers had done. Bob Ford who was pardoned by Governor Crittenden was driven out of Missouri known as the coward who had shot Jesse. He traveled around in a Wild West show ironically about the James gang. He was shot and killed in Creede, Colorado in 1892. His older brother Charley stayed in Missouri but was shunned. He committed suicide ten years after his brother was murdered.

Frank James gave himself up after Jesse was killed. He was tried several times but there never was enough evidence to convict him. He lived peacefully for the rest of his life at the farm. In later years he charged tourists money to give them a tour of the place.

The James farm and house have been considered haunted for over 100 years. Located off James Road in Kearney, Missouri the farm is a museum today. Employees at this farm still report odd occurrences. After the museum closes for the night many have spotted lights going on and off in the farmhouse. Others report that doors have slammed shut in front of them without cause.

Several witnesses have reported hearing horse hooves stomping outside on foggy nights. When investigated nothing has been found. Others have reported hearing whispered conversations inside the house when no one is there. Some have even heard the bomb going off or cries and gunshots as if a Civil War battle is happening outside. Many staff at the museum today will not go into the house alone. They state that they feel an unnatural intense presence in the home that scares them.

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Creede Underground Mining Museum

Blasted out of a solid rock cliff by three Creede miners in 1990, the Creede Underground Mining Museum in Colorado offers you an opportunity to take a step back in time!

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"Getting schooled."

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👫 for kie and zoe!!

headcanon time // @goldshadows' zoe nunez

1: kie's parents actually wanted to send her to xavier's but she made a case for sky high and sky u instead. the price to pay for that was increased appearances in the fabulous lives of superhero wives (which can be found on all the streaming services). kie is glad for it even though she's got to deal with the fact that there are snippets all over youtube, tiktok, insta and twitter. if she hadn't made a case for sky high and sky u, she never would have met zoe. and that would have been a tragedy.

2: zoe, much like layla, should be in the hero track. but because of her abilities, she's labeled a 'sidekick' or 'hero support'. down the line, geo-gal and freeze girl (who changes her name to frostbite) make quite the duo (even if the media labels them 'girl squad' as a joke - kie would have preferred geo-freeze but that's neither here nor there). she never sees zoe as her sidekick or her hero support; she just sees zoe as she is. a beloved friend. a good partner and a great hero in her own right.

3: zoe and kie go out sometimes. there's a supers-only club nestled within maxville but the definition of 'super' can be stretched as people see fit. often kie spots a pretty blonde girl whose name starts with a d - she seems to know the bouncer. and harley does mad science and if doing mad science makes mr medulla a super, then it makes harley a super, too.

4: zoe and kie both survive m-day. they're at sky u when it happens, getting ready for a guest lecture from luke jacobson. karol topolski is screaming her head off about how she can't shift into inanimate objects anymore. someone else is yelling about how they can't access their shadow form anymore. other people are crying. yet some people are relieved too. the cacophony is too loud and the stress is too much so kie goes subzero and spends most of that day in her ice form in order to protect herself. after principal powers - who has since taken on the job as sky u's principal after the old one literally melted down due to a melting ray mishap - confirms that a) this is happening all around the globe and b) it seems to be over for now, zoe has to drag kie to warren - after checking up on the rest of the group - because kie straight up refuses to thaw.

5: when warren can't get kie to thaw either, jill harris - the faith healer from creede, colorado - gets brought in. it is jill who finally gets kie to thaw and return back to herself.

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