#dai vernon

[scottwellsmagic]

784: Jamy Ian Swiss - The Conjuror's Conjuror

Jamy Ian Swiss is the author of three books and co-author of two other books and consultant or contributor to at least eight other books and magazines, frequent performer at the Magic Castle, co-producer of Monday Night Magic, historian, lecturer, teacher, consultant, Senior Fellow of the James Randi Educational Foundation, skeptic, and an expert on the intersection of science, magic, and skepticism. He has frequently appeared on television talk and news shows including all the networks with occasional appearances in movies and documentaries.

This discussion was recorded in the Magic Castle when we worked together there in March 2023. In our conversation, Jamy covers the gamut of magic from those who have influenced his life to an esoteric discussion of equivoque and the power of magic has on our audience and a deep dive into a theoretical talk about magic. Nearly everyone who is anyone in magic had their name dropped in this week’s chat by someone who intimately knew them all quite well. Jamy truly is the conjuror’s conjuror.

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[nonranghaes]

heads up: anxiety over health-related stuff, kept very vague.

"can you do me a favor?" vernon holds out his hand, palm-up, as he watches you. "give me your phone for a few minutes."

for a moment, you hesitate. there's nothing on there that's bad or anything, but... it feels like you've been particularly attached to it lately. always waiting for a call, or an email to tell you that your labwork is in and that you can see the results on your patient portal, or anything to quiet the brewing storm of anxiety in the back of your mind. for the past several days, its one refresh after another of your email inbox. a jump when someone texts you, only to realize it's not an update or a request to come back in. but after a moment, you press your phone into his hand, and watch the way vernon pockets it without even glancing at it.

instead, he takes your hands in his. "i know you're scared," he says, voice soft yet serious all the same. "but it's okay. we're gonna get through this together." vernon gives your hands a reassuring squeeze. "alright? worrying isn't going to make them call you faster."

he's right. it doesn't do much to quiet that storm, unfortunately, but you do know he's right. you just squeeze his hands, shifting over a few inches on the couch so that your closer to him. "i know. i just..." with a deep breath, you shut your eyes. "i just want an answer. and i think, if it is what we discussed, it might be the answer i've been needing."

"i know." he leans over, lips pressing against your temple for a few seconds longer than you expect. "and you'll get it. just... breathe a little for me, alright? i'm good at being your rock," his eyes twinkle a little bit as he says it, his playful smile setting you more at ease. "i just can't breathe for you, alright?"

it's silly, but it makes you laugh a little as you steal a quick kiss from him. "i'll try. thanks, babe."

[aaniag]

I cannot even explain how much I love these 13 boys... I immediately started crying seeing them so happy. They are so so precious!! I just want them to always be happy like this together 🩷🩵

God, please never ever separate them and just keep them happy always 🙏🏻

[vcrnons]

soggyvern.zip

[uservernon]

BUZZCUT VERNON HE LOOKS SO GOOD

[ferrariseventeen]

since someone has to say it…vernon with a stupid baseball cap that he refuses to take off even when you’re sunk between his knees,and it’s so low on his eyes all you can really see is his pretty mouth fall slack when you start sucking on his balls

[smilesflower]

interview crashers

+ bonus:

[mangocustard16]

Texting "He's gone, you can come over now" to seventeen

pairing: ot!13 x gn!reader genre: fluff??, established relationship warnings: petnames, mentions of kissing(or the lack of) a/n: HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY !!

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[incorrect-svt-quotes]

#166

*the curtain gets set on fire*

Mingyu: OH MY GOD!!!

Jihoon: WHAT THE FUCK YOU HAVE DONE???

Seokmin: WHERE IS COUPS HYUNG??

Vernon: Hyung is sleeping.

Seokmin: GET ME A BUCKET OF WATER! HURRY!

Vernon: *hands a bucket to Seokmin*

Seokmin: *pours water onto Seungcheol*

Seokmin: HYUNG WAKE UP! THE CURTAIN IS ON FIRE!

[stayteezdreams]

White Elephant

Plot: Your friends decided to switch up the rules to your game of White Elephant. Instead of winning a mystery gift. You go on a date with someone else in the circle.

Pairing: Chwe Hansol | Vernon x Gn!Reader

Note: White Elephant is a game you play by using gifts (each player usually brings one, so only you know what is inside). Whoever goes first (however order is decided) picks a present, each following person has the choice to either steal someone else's present, or pick a new one. Whoever's present is stolen can then either pick a new one, or steal one. Each present can only be stolen three times. Whichever present you end up with at the end of the game is the one you get. *rules may change depending on how you want to play, these are just the ones I know.

A/N: I loved the idea I had for this, but I kind of hate how it came out, especially the ending. But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Words: ~3.5k

As you said goodbye to a few of your friends as they left, you thought to yourself when a good moment for you to excuse yourself for the night would come. You had been at your friends’ party for a few hours now and you could feel the exhaustion starting to sink in.

You had your fill of Christmas themed food, desserts and drinks. Sang along to an obnoxious amount of Christmas songs, and even won second place in the ugly sweater competition.

You were thoroughly Christmas-ed out.

"Okay! One more game!!" The host called out, and you let out a soft sigh, you had waited a bit too long. You guess you would leave after this game, whatever it might be.

"Since we had a couple-centered game earlier, now is time for the singles game!"

'Actually, maybe I should leave now.'

You and one of your closest friends Vernon shared a look across the room. This would be something neither of you would enjoy and you knew it.

Raising your hand, your friend acknowledged you as you spoke with an amused, yet meek tone. "Can I be excused?"

She frowned and shook her head, "Nope."

You sighed as you hung your head, earning laughs from everyone around you. But your ears only really noticed Vernon's familiar chuckle.

She clapped her hands as she started to pass out identical note cards. "Write your name and then fold it three times."

You frowned, but did as you were told, wondering more and more about what she had planned as she walked around with a hat to collect the names.

"Though the game might sound familiar, the results will be different. White Elephant."

There were murmurs and questions throughout the room. There would be a total of 12 people playing.

"We'll play it like a normal game of White Elephant, but instead of presents, it’s your names."

"And what happens with the name we get?" Your friend Joshua spoke up.

Your friend grinned and you felt your chest tighten. "You must go on a date with the person you have written on your card at the end of the night!"

Your mouth fell open as others laughed, protested, gasped, or even gagged jokingly.

As they quieted down, your friend continued. "Unless two people end up getting each other's names, which is very unlikely, you have the chance to go on two dates! With the person whose name you choose, and the person who chooses you! And who knows, you might find your soulmate!" Her voice had a sing-song tone to it as she spoke.

"What if we end up with our own name?"

"Then I will buy you an expensive gift!" She said quickly, which earns some 'oohs' from the crowd. Quickly she added on, "And if you don't take the person you choose on a date... you have to buy them an expensive gift!"

Looking over at Vernon, he seemed to sense your gaze as he met your eyes. He raised his brow and you both seemed to know what the other was feeling. This could get very awkward.

Out of the twelve people playing, you were friends with six, the other five were strangers. And out of the other eleven people, there was only one you could see yourself wanting to date, and that was Vernon himself.

You had been friends for ages and had feelings for him for nearly as long. And those feelings were something you had become an expert in repressing. But something that helped was that he never had any lasting relationships. You wanted him to be happy, but you couldn't deny the hurt and jealousy you felt whenever he dated someone. So as guilty as it made you, you couldn't help but feel relief when the relationships ended.

But now, with this game, you had to see Vernon go on a date with two people. Luckily for you, the chances of him getting one of his best friends was decently high. But there was also the small chance he could end up with your name, or you could end up with his.

The thought made your ears grow hot, so you quickly shooed the thought away.

As the game began, you ended up going fourth in line. Instead of stealing, you decided to choose a new name from the hat. As you refiled through them, you waited until you felt you had a good pick.

Sitting back down, you had a weird feeling that you needed to keep your card. Though you figured it was just your sense of challenge piquing at the idea that someone might steal it from you.

While the game went on, your original pick was stolen twice, one more time and it couldn't be taken any more. You feared someone else might take it before you, but luckily, your final turn came, and you took back the original note you picked from the hat.

When Vernon's turn came, he decided to remain with his choice, one he decided early on to take from Jun after his own was stolen. When someone took it from him, he took it back, seemingly feeling as though it was the one he was meant to have as well.

When the game was over, people murmured nervously, as everyone began to reveal the names on their notes. Mingyu ended up with the name of one of the people you didn't know, while Hoshi ended up with Mingyu's name. Something only one of them was excited about.

Jun ended up with the name of someone in the circle you knew he had a crush on, and you silently cheered him on while sharing knowing looks with Vernon and Joshua.

When it was your turn, you nervously opened the note, hoping if anyone it was one of your friends. That was you wouldn't have to go on a date with a stranger.

Opening the note, so the name was facing the crowd, just as the others did. Joshua laughed with something akin to excitement, before you looked at the note.

'Vernon'

"Oh-" You looked up and met Vernon's gaze, he looked shocked but happy as he repressed a grin.

You let out a soft laugh, playing along with everyone's disappointment that you got your best friend’s name. Picking up on a "But they hang out all the time already!" From a familiar voice nearby.

No one except a couple of people, Joshua included, knew about your long-hidden feelings.

Vernon gave you a thumbs up and you rolled your eyes at him, both glad and uneasy that you picked his name. If anything, to avoid the subtle heartbreak that would fill you, you could just call your "date" a hang-out. Just like you usually do.

You purposefully avoided looking at Joshua, knowing he would give you a look that would just make you more nervous.

As the others revealed their names, you couldn't seem to focus, as you held your own paper tightly in your hands. How was it that the paper you seemed so determined to keep, that felt like it was supposed to be the one you got, was Vernon's?

"Alright Vernon, your turn!"

Your eyes shot up as you came back to reality, your heart racing as your chest tightened. You weren't paying attention, had someone already gotten your name? There were only a few people left after Vernon. You had been worried about who Vernon would be going out with that you forgot about your own risk in this.

As he opened his note, facing himself first, you saw his lips tug up into a smile before he let out a chuckle. Turning the paper around, you saw your familiar handwriting. You sat up in shock as others got overly excited about the coincidence.

Joshua covered his mouth with his hand as he repressed the biggest grin he could make. Vernon looked at you and gave you an exaggerated look with another thumbs up.

"It must be fate!" Your friend called out, unknowingly making your heartbeat increase as you felt a bit uneasy.

Was it fate? A cruel joke? Just a coincidence? Either way, you were sure if you should he happy or upset. Now you had to go on two dates with Vernon? Or was it still just one? Or would you just buy each other gifts and call it even?

Getting lost in your thoughts again, you weren't aware the game ended until people started standing and walking over to speak with the people they got as their mystery date.

Seeing Hoshi chase after Mingyu as he ran away, you let out a soft scoff before spotting Vernon moving to sit beside you. Your chest tightened as you put on your best smile, trying not to show him how the stupid game affected you.

"So." He said as he sat down, and you eyed him with a smile.

"So?" You repeated in a similar tone.

"What shall we do for our dates?"

You really hoped the way his question affected you didn't show on your face as you forced out a chuckle.

"What, you don't want me to buy you an expensive gift instead?"

He smiled but shook his head as he leaned back on the couch. "Nah, I'd rather go do something fun."

'Just another hang out' You told yourself.

"Like what?"

He hummed, "I don't know yet. How about we combine out two dates into one, and you pick something for us to do in the morning and I'll pick something for the evening."

Your heart was pounding as you nodded your head, the word 'date' continuously repeating in your head.

You nodded softly as you rose, "Okay."

He furrowed his brow, "Are you leaving?"

You nodded, trying to repress a yawn. "Yeah, I wanna leave before she starts another game."

Thinking about it for a second, Vernon nodded in agreement as he rose as well. "Good idea."

After turning down Vernon's offer to escort you back home, you waited together for your Uber. Seeing him frown at his phone you smiled softly. "What are you looking at?"

He spoke softly without looking up. "Date ideas."

You laughed but felt your chest clench. "You don't have to keep calling it a date."

Vernon looked up and you missed the look on his face as your Uber pulled in. As you waited for them to pull up to you, you looked back at Vernon, "Let me know what day you want to hang out okay?"

As you climbed in, Vernon grabbed the door, leaning in to speak to you. "Why do you call it a hang out?"

"Huh?" Your heart skipped a beat, "Well, I figured- I mean- what, do you actually want it to be a date?"

He nodded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Yeah. We're going on a date."

"Like an actual date?" You forced a laugh as you tried to keep yourself collected, confusion overwhelming you.

Vernon grinned at your perplexed look as he nodded again. "Yes. We're going on an actual date Y/n."

As you were about to protest and question him more, he smiled at the Uber driver before winking at you and closing the door.

"But-" you muttered to yourself, heart pounding as you tried to figure out what was happening.

Why did he want to make it a date? Just to appease the game results? Or did he actually want to go on a date with you?

You sighed as you leaned your head back, clenching your eyes shut as you tried to make sense of your muddled thoughts. Should you text him? Find out how he was feeling?

As if reading your mind, your phone buzzed with a message from Vernon.

Opening it, you held your breath.

'Let's do our date on Saturday, okay? That should give us enough time to plan something each.'

Another buzz

'And yes, it's an actual date in case you were still wondering. I've been wanting to ask you for a while but kept chickening out. But I guess it was meant to happen with or without me manning up.'

You stared down at your phone stunned, mouth agape. Your mind seemed to be in a fog for the rest of the evening. Mixtures of confusion, panic, elation and anxiety came over you again and again.

What you thought was going to be a normal hang out was turning into an actual first date.

It seemed surreal. Vernon had been wanting to ask you out?? For a while?? How had you never noticed his feelings were the same as yours? Did your own feelings make you blind to his? Did he have any idea how you felt?

Sleep refused to take you as your thoughts raced all night. You had never replied to Vernon, let alone thought of a date idea.

Those panicked thoughts would come the next day. But for now, you were too busy staring up at your ceiling, wondering how things changed so quickly.

You let out a long breath as you stared out at the streets around you. Since the night of the Christmas party, it had snowed a few times, leaving the outdoors blanketed in soft snow.

It was the day of your date with Vernon and your nerves were almost unbearable.

Over the last few days, you and Vernon had talked through text only, and he had teased you almost relentlessly for your constant confusion of actually going on a date together.

Giving in and deciding to go with it, accepting whatever was going to come. You picked the arcade as your first part of the date. Something Vernon agreed happily too.

It was one of the first things you did together after you met. You had met through Josh and become close after hanging out at an arcade as a group, it seemed to bond the two of you, and you had been nearly inseparable since. It seemed fitting that you go to the same arcade years later, on your first date.

It was decided you would have lunch afterwards, and then you would go to Vernon's chosen activity, ice skating, which you hadn't done in a long time. Your main hope was to not embarrass yourself.

Lost in thought you didn't notice Vernon getting out of an Uber nearby and creeping up to you. He had a wide smile on his face as he jumped forward, grabbing you with a "Boo!!" making you gasp and jump back.

You groaned as you rolled your eyes as Vernon laughed. Reaching out and smacking his shoulder, you almost forgot you had been nervous, up until you met his gaze and noticed his smile, it seemed softer than usual.

You swallowed nervously as you shoved your hands into your pockets. Vernon could see your new reservation around him, and he repressed a smile.

He was afraid, no matter how much he insisted he wanted to go on an actual date with you, that part of you thought he was joking. He needed to make sure you understood what was happening.

Your breath caught in your throat as Vernon reached out, grabbing you gently by the shoulders and pulling you forward. Wrapping his arms around you, he hugged you tightly, leaning his head against yours.

Stunned, you hesitated in hugging him in return, but gently rested your hands on his back.

Vernon smiled as he spoke, "Let's get this out of the way. I don't want you thinking all day that this is some cruel joke or something." Pulling back, he looked at you with a soft gaze. "I like you. I have for a while, probably even longer than I realize. No matter how much I wanted to ask you out, I kept talking myself out of it. But I won’t anymore, not when the chance was practically handed to me."

You swallowed nervously as your heart pounded and butterflies filled your stomach. "You like me?"

He nodded and you let out a soft scoff, unknowingly causing Vernon's chest to clench in panic. Up until you smiled brightly at him, "I like you too."

"You do?"

You nodded and he chuckled, shaking his head and sighing before he pulled you into a hug again making you let out a soft laugh. "I guess we have a lot to make up for then, huh?"

The next couple hours felt like a dream. The anxiety you felt leading up to your date seemed to vanish. Being with Vernon felt like breathing, it was the most natural thing in the world. And it turned out, being a couple was too.

There was no reservation, or discomfort when he hugged you from behind after you pouted about losing a game to him. Or when he spun you around in a hug after you won a game you had always lost, it felt normal, it felt right.

When he gently removed an eyelash from your cheek, the flushing of your cheeks only encouraged him to lean in and press a kiss on your cheek.

Nothing felt so natural to Vernon than the way his fingers intertwined with yours. Holding your hand felt so familiar, and perfect, he was disappointed he had to wait so long to do it.

The day seemed to fly by as you sat on the bench with your pair of rented ice skates.

You looked out nervously at the rink as a sense of nostalgia rushed over you.

"It's been a while since you've skated right?"

You nodded, "Wonder if I'll be any good anymore."

"I hope not, I don't want to be the only one to embarrass myself out there."

You chuckled as you began putting your skates on, stopping as Vernon kneeled down and helped tie them. You smiled as you watched him, butterflies fluttering through your stomach.

Tapping your leg when he was done, he quickly put his own skates on before you both nervously made your way out onto the ice.

Though your legs felt like a newborn fawn's the first few minutes, you slowly leaned into the familiarity of the motions. Soon enough you were gliding around with ease. All the while Vernon was gliding slightly hunched over and bow-legged behind you.

Looking back, you almost lost your balance from the laugh that escaped. Turning to stop, Vernon grimaced as he came to a rough stop, grabbing your arms for support as he did.

"Are you sure you're having fun?"

He nodded. "I'm just getting used to it still, I'm good."

You chuckled again as you took his hands and began gliding, dragging him along with you to help him get his "sea legs". It definitely helped, as after a few minutes he was no longer hunched over, and his legs were much straighter.

"Yeah! There you go!" You laughed as you let him go, as both of you skated side by side.

He had a wide grin on his face that made your heart flutter.

Skating around the rink, you slowly got more and more confident with your skills, as did Vernon.

Spotting Vernon across the rink, leaning against the wall watching you, he waved, and you grinned at him before making your way to him.

As you got closer, Vernon reached out his arms to help you glide to a stop, rather than slamming into the wall. As he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you as you skidded to a stop, you looked into his eyes with a giggle and grin that made his heart flutter.

Your eyes remained locked as held you, before he brought his gloved hand to your face and gently cupped your cheek. As he began leaning closer, you held your breath.

"I'm sorry it took so long for this to happen."

Before you could reply, his lips met yours. The kiss was still for a second as he waited for you to kiss him in return, afraid he might have done it too soon.

Grabbing the collar of his jacket, you leaned in to react, leading Vernon to pull you a bit closer and deepen the kiss even more.

As he pulled away a few moments later, you grinned at each other in bashful amusement. As he adjusted your hat, he let out a soft laugh before he met your eyes.

"Just to make sure. We are dating now, right?"

You laughed before you nodded happily. "Yes, we are dating now Vernon."

He nodded, "Good." Cupping the back of your head, he pulled you into another kiss with a renewed excitement as you wrapped your arms around his neck in return.

Both of you knew this was truly meant to be, and there was no longer any point in wishing it had happened sooner. Because it was happening now, and it was perfect.

xx End xx

I hate ending stories, it's so haaard.

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[classichorrorblog]

10 Modern Slasher Movies To Consider For October/Halloween

[rosiecosy]

almost, always˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

(vernon x reader)

you don’t believe in valentine’s day.

at least, that’s what you’ve always told vernon. every year, without fail, he asks if you have plans on february 14th, and every year, you scoff and tell him, "it's a capitalist scam, vernon. love shouldn't need a designated day."

and every year, he grins and replies, "noted."

except this year is different.

because this year, you're sitting across from vernon at your favorite late-night diner, halfheartedly stirring your milkshake while he scrolls through his phone. and this year, for the first time since you've known him, he's not single on valentine’s day.

you shouldn’t care. you shouldn’t. but you do.

"you’re weirdly quiet," vernon says, glancing up. "deep in thought about capitalism?"

you roll your eyes. "always."

he smirks, setting his phone down. "i know you think valentine’s day is dumb, but if you did celebrate it, what would your ideal date be?"

you frown, caught off guard. "why do you wanna know?"

he shrugs. "just curious."

you hesitate, then sigh. "i don’t know… something low-key. none of that over-the-top romantic stuff. just… good company, good food. maybe a late-night walk, listening to music."

vernon hums in thought. "that’s not bad."

"yeah, well," you mutter, suddenly annoyed. he’s probably taking her on some fancy date instead.

he studies you for a second. "you okay?"

"totally," you lie, taking a sip of your milkshake. "so, what’s the plan for you and—" you almost choke on her name. "her tonight?"

vernon blinks. "huh?"

"your girlfriend," you say, trying to sound casual. "what are you guys doing?"

he stares at you for a moment before snorting. "you think i have a girlfriend?"

you freeze. "...don’t you?"

"no?" he says, laughing. "where’d you even get that idea?"

"you’ve been texting someone non-stop all week!" you argue.

"yeah, you."

your brain short-circuits. "what?"

he sighs, exasperated but amused. "i was trying to make sure you were free tonight. and clearly, you are."

you blink. "wait—are we on a valentine’s day date right now?"

vernon grins. "i mean, you did just describe your ideal one."

your face heats up. "vernon—"

"what?" he teases, nudging your foot under the table. "if love shouldn’t need a designated day, then hanging out with me tonight shouldn’t be a big deal, right?"

he has a point, and you hate that you like it.

you shake your head, hiding a smile. "you’re a scam."

he smirks. "but a good one?"

you roll your eyes. "almost."

but the way your heart is racing tells you—maybe, always.

[nonranghaes]

the new farmer in town is... a little odd, vernon thinks. he watches you go about your day, always with something new to do. sometimes you go up to the mines (he's heard mingyu mention it, and it's always followed by seungcheol frowning and saying he hopes you know what you're doing up there), other times he sees you go down to the beach. sometimes, when his sister wants to go in summer, he'll go with her and see you sitting peacefully out on the docks, fishing from sunrise to beyond sundown. you'll greet him sometimes, other times you bring him little things. things you've foraged, other things you've grown, sometimes you'll buy things from the saloon in town to hand off to him. not that he's complaining: he'll gladly eat whatever food you bring him.

but you're.... strange. today you greeted him and shoved one singular egg into his hands. he didn't dislike it by any means--hell, he's heard from the others that the eggs from your farm are delicious, so maybe he'll boil it later--but what kind of person just hands another person one singular egg?

... weirder enough, why does he feel like he likes you even more now? sure, he's always found you cute. but, like, something about receiving this singular egg makes him look at you differently. maybe... maybe he'll dance with you again at next year's flower dance, if you ask. he found it sweet when you shyly approached him this year, somehow already capturing his heart so quickly after moving here. maybe he could be more with you.

(and when you present a bouquet to him the next day... it's impossible for him to say no. not when you smile at him like that.)

[goryhorroor]

day 20 of horror: masks of slasher

[vcrnons]

#just2.18things -> meow meow ?

[chancheols]

@powerboo Surprise!!!!! Thank you again for being so lovely and allowing me to get to know you through my essay-long asks lol. I wanted to wait until it was closer to the new year to gift you your boys and, I hope you have a phenomenal, joyful and creatively inspired 2025 🩷

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