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Big Finish Announce Its First Ever Doctor Who Stage Play Starring Paul McGann and India Fisher

Big Finish Announce Its First Ever #DoctorWho Stage Play Starring Paul McGann and India Fisher

To celebrate the 25th anniversary of licensed Doctor Who audio dramas from the company, Big Finish Theatre, in partnership with BBC Studios, Fourth Wall Live, and AEG, has announced a unique full-cast live recording event, taking place at Cadogan Hall in London on Saturday 14th September 2024. For the very first time, Doctor Who fans will be able to watch an all-star cast take to the stage to…

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Doctor Who - The Stuff of Legend LIVE!

Paul McGann and India Fisher to star in special one-off live recording of a brand-new Eighth Doctor adventure.

To celebrate the 25th anniversary of licensed Doctor Who audio dramas, Big Finish Theatre, in partnership with BBC Studios, Fourth Wall Live and AEG, is proud to announce a unique full-cast live recording event, taking place at Cadogan Hall, London on Saturday 14 September 2024. 

For the very first time, Doctor Who fans will be able to watch an all-star cast take to the stage to perform a brand-new audio play, The Stuff of Legend, by Robert Valentine. 

Leading the cast is Paul McGann as the Eighth Doctor and India Fisher as his indomitable companion Charley Pollard. They’ll be joined onstage by Alex Macqueen as the Master alongside Nicholas Briggs, who voices the Doctor’s unstoppable arch-enemy, the Daleks. 

Something is afoot in the lonely Cornish village of Merrymaid Bay. Rumours of dead men working in the tin mines have sent a chill through the community, and it's up to the Doctor and Charley to get to the bottom of the mystery.  

Can the legends of the Bucca that haunts the mines be true? And just what awesome power do the Doctor’s greatest enemies – the Daleks! – threaten to unleash upon the universe? 

Tickets will be available to order at www.doctorwhoaudiolive.com from 10:00 (UK time) on Friday 05 July, with prices beginning at £18.00. 

Big Finish executive producer Jason Haigh-Ellery said: “25 years? It feels like 25 seconds! Producing the audio adventures of Doctor Who has been such a joy that two and a half decades has flown by – almost as if we have all been in the time vortex with the Doctor. 

“We’ve enjoyed ourselves so much producing thousands of hours of audio drama adventures – and now we have the chance to show fans of the series how the audio productions are made, with a new live performance – the first time Doctor Who has been performed live on stage since 1989.” 

Dominic Walker, Global Business Director at BBC Studios, added: “After 25 years of working with Big Finish on the Doctor Who audio adventures, BBC Studios is excited to now be bringing a live version to the stage. The Stuff of Legend is a fitting celebration and I am delighted that fans will be able to witness the recording of such a momentous anniversary story up close and personal.” 

Please note: Cadogan Hall has limited capacity so fans are advised to book quickly to avoid disappointment.  

Simultaneous to the live stage show, a full-cast studio production of Doctor Who: The Stuff of Legend will be released on 14 September 2024. Big Finish listeners can pre-order this adventure now for just £15.99 (collector’s edition double CD + download) or £12.99 (download only) exclusively here. This will also be available to purchase as a collector’s edition CD at the event. 

All the above prices include the special pre-order discount and are subject to change after general release. 

Please note that Big Finish is currently operating a digital-first release schedule. The mail-out of collector’s edition CDs may be delayed due to factors beyond our control, but all purchases of this release unlock a digital copy that can be immediately downloaded or played on the Big Finish app from the release date.

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Physical Books:

Promises Stronger than Darkness by Charlie Jane Anders - This was such a satisfying ending to the series. I adored this whole cast, the way the characters came together. I love the idea that sometimes things aren’t merely yes and no… there’s a third option out there. Think in new ways! Don’t get stuck. Gods. I love it so much.

Paper Cuts by Ellery Adams - I won a copy of this in a Goodreads giveaway. My mom loves the author and is excited to borrow it once I am done. I admit, I struggled to get started, and I think that’s partly because it’s a middle book in a series. The author does a great job of making sure everything a new reader needs is there on the page so I didn’t regret not reading the prior ones, but it did make it a slower start. Now that the Big Plot is in motion, I’m rolling right along.

Ebooks:

What is Love? by Jen Comfort - Enemies to lovers based around a trivia show that isn’t (but is) Jeopardy. This was an easy read, and had a satisfying ending. More spice than I had been expecting, but that’s fine. I did like the way the two characters learned from each other and both grew and changed.

The Apothecary Diaries (Light Novel), Volume 1 by Natsu Hyuuga - Yes, I’m leaping back into the land of Maomao. I literally just started this hours ago, and already it’s familiar but different and I’m happily sighing to be there.

Audiobooks:

Blood Debts by Terry J. Benton-Walker - Continuing on in this and intrigued and curious how everything will resolve.

Manga & Graphic Novels:

The Complete Elfquest Volume 3 & 4 by Wendy & Richard Pini - I finished up volume 3 and rolled right on into volume 4. I haven’t had as much time to get an evening chapter every night, which is frustrating sometimes. It’s been interesting seeing how other artists interpret Pini elves in these later books. Also with slightly more advanced humanity, the elves are interacting with them differently. And different elves have different views on what should and shouldn’t be allowed—the pack grows, and that is wonderful. I continue to love how love and relationships are represented.

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RECENSIONE: Fino alla luna e ritorno di N.R. Walker

Cari Sognatori, Siria  ha letto il muovo MM romance scritto da N. R. Walker e pubblicato dalla  Triskell Edizioni!!! GENERE: MM, Romance DATA D’USCITA: 22 Maggio 2024 EBOOK / CARTACEO Affiliati Amazon TRAMA Gideon Ellery aveva una vita perfetta. Una bella casa, un ottimo lavoro e una relazione stabile. Ma qualche settimana dopo aver adottato suo nipote, il suo fidanzato lo lascia, rendendo Gideon…

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For more than two hundred years, Unitarian and then Unitarian Universalist ministers have gathered to hear one of their own deliver an essay of reflection and critique on their profession. The Ministerial Conference at Berry Street, or as it’s more commonly known, the Berry Street lecture, was started in 1820 by famed Unitarian minister William Ellery Channing. It is believed this essay series is the longest running of its kind in the United States.

In The Through Line: 200 Years of the Berry Street Essay, Berry Street scribe and editor Kate R. Walker and contributors look back over the essays on record and offer analysis on what was said and the historical context surrounding them; selected essays have also been included in this volume. The voices and ministry of thundering preachers, inspiring activists, and dedicated academics point toward a compelling future. When examined as a whole, their threads weave a rich and complex pattern.

And yet Walker and contributors also look at what was not said and who was not invited to speak. As Unitarian Universalism enters a new era of ministry in our congregations and outreach to the wider world, our commitment to being a radically inclusive faith demands these teachings. Our survival as a liberal religious faith depends on learning from our failures so we don’t repeat them.

The Through Line is available to order from inSpirit: The UU Book and Gift Shop at shopinspirit.org.

[llimerrence]

the whole list thing i promised // @plasticsouled

Nivens // Hatter, Cheshire, Killian Jabber // Hatter, Cheshire, Derek, Nocte // Alice, Crevan, Dante, Seine, Xia, Thirteen // Alice, Bo, Marinette, Shay Kekepania // Candy Hearts, Gabby, Sunny, Tiger Lily, Death // Skyler, Sunny, Facilier (unhealthy), Belmon // Xia, Gabby, Draculaura, Faylon // Xia, Jacklyn, Caroline, Rapunzel Cecilia // Gabby Jensen // Gabby Darta // Thomasin, Bluebell Capri // Seferino, Bailey, Angelo // Seferino, Bailey, Esteban // Xiomara, Ferrin // Caroline, Sunny, Xia, Skyler, Dan // Skyler, Marisol, Seferino, Launa // Ares, Draco, Alistair Railin // Dante, Ellery, Xia,

Chica // Sparky Itward // Walker, Skyler, Twyla // Aamu Vella // Petal Curtis // Greg Charon // Sunny, FT Chica // Sparky G Chica // Sparky Bog King // April Roland // Caroline Steve Claus // Clarke, Jack Frost // Sunny Mandrake // April Ansel // Xiomara, Skyler, Mike Schmidt // Sidney Fingers // Caroline Bump // Andrias (pre-canon), Wrath // Thomasin Johnny Bravo // Fox Lox // Gabby Spiderman // Gisel, Marinette

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Sebastian Stan, Margot Robbie, Nicole Kidman, Laura Dern, Kyle MacLachlan, and Ellery Walker Harper attend the Calvin Klein Collection front row during New York Fashion Week at New York Stock Exchange on February 13, 2018 in New York City.

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Shadow

Lines by Norm Breyfogle

Colors by Sean Ellery

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#SebastianStan, #MargotRobbie, #NicoleKidman, @LauraDern, @Kyle_MacLachlan, and Ellery Walker Harper attend the Calvin Klein Collection front row during New York Fashion Week at New York Stock Exchange on February 13, 2018 in New York City.

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Sebastian Stan, Margot Robbie, Nicole Kidman, Laura Dern, Kyle MacLachlan, and Ellery Walker Harper attend the Calvin Klein Collection front row during New York Fashion Week at New York Stock Exchange on February 13, 2018 in New York City.

[whgmasterofceremonies]

WHG 15 - The Initial Reaping

It’s finally time! 24 tributes will battle to the death for the public’s enjoyment! Oh boy! Here are the tributes for the fifteenth Writeblr Hunger Games!

Since this is just the Initial Reaping, changes can still be made! If you have anything that needs to be changed (typos or changing districts), please let me know! 

District 1 (Luxury Goods)

Lewison, “Louie”, “The Flighting Fancy” (he/him), @sparkles-and-hens

Arthur Nightshade, “Arthur” (he/him), @writingmilkshake

District 2 (Masonry)

Delexus (he/him), @oopsimfade

Fenrir Greyback, “Fenrir” (he/him), @writingmilkshake

District 3 (Technology)

Ellery Kato (she/they),  @the-moving-finger-writes

Avi Danzig (he/him), @the-moving-finger-writes

District 4 (Fishing)

Scorpio Illim (he/him), @thoughts-of-nora

Syl Turner (they/them), @thoughts-of-nora

District 5 (Power)

Colson Saure (he/him), @oopsimfade

Ruby Johnson, “RJ” (she/her), @knmartinshouldbewriting

District 6 (Transportation)

Kyler (he/him), @myhusbandsasemni

Aerith (he/him), @myhusbandsasemni

District 7 (Lumber)

Elizabeth Ward (she/her), @dreamwishing

Rabban (they/them), @writingmilkshake

District 8 (Textiles)

Enzo Torres, “Enzo” (he/him), @knmartinshouldbewriting

Ariel Walker, “Ariel” (she/her), @knmartinshouldbewriting

District 9 (Grain)

Avery (she/her), @pen-of-roses

Aster Reine, “Reine” (she/her), @pen-of-roses

District 10 (Livestock)

Ashley Gomez, “Ash” (she/they), @madammuffins

Triel Reeves, “Triel” (she/her), @concealeddarkness13

District 11 (Agriculture)

Hugo Atwater, “Hugo” (he/him), @ratracechronicler

Volt Powell (she/her), @maple-writes

District 12 (Mining)

Sean Beckett (he/him), @the-unwrittenwriter

Erin Williams (she/her), @the-unwrittenwriter

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“BLACK MIDI, NEW ROAD” CHRISTMAS EXTRAVAGANZA! AT THE WINDMILL, BRIXTON (19/12/19) – LIVE REVIEW - Jimmy McCormac

‘SOLD OUT. Please don’t even ask’ is pasted on the ramshackle door of The Windmill. It is packed. Innumerable print outs of christmas songs litter the stage. Every ‘BM’ chord is written in bold. A nod to Black Midi’s ‘BmBmBm’. There is a real homeliness to the venue. Not at every gig do you see a man and his dog sitting at the bar.

Opening up, Wood plays a low key solo set. He’s sat on a bar stool with his guitar playing slowed down doo wop. He delivers lyrics about how he “stripped out his insides” telling someone “he loved them in front of Black Midi”. His legs are trembling along to his nervous shudder of a voice that goes in and out of a yodelling type falsetto. Although brief it was an intimate, theatrical moment of brilliance. The guest live.

Following a short break, an insane, progressive jazz jam is formed. The only few absences come from Ellery and Kelvin. A real shame. Especially when Kelvin was in the audience (only making a very brief appearance). Nevertheless the group still deliver. Sounding a bit like Miles Davis electric period mixed with King Crimson. Evans sax playing is in free form ‘Bitches Brew’ and ‘On The Corner’ style. To the point where he had to stop for a coughing fit. While Kershaw’s keys are very reminiscent to its predecessor, ‘In A Silent Way’. The other members play in tones not unalike John Mclaughlin, Johnny Sharrock and Greg Lake. The members jumped off each others energy. Wayne and Simpson play mind altering rush hour traffic drums. Both fighting bits of the streamer backdrop off their bodies. At one point Wood throws his guitar down to become a conductor. He raises his arms convulsively up and down. In response Simpson and Wayne deliver dynamic shifts in tempo.

The members interchange with some dangerous leaps from stage monitors to get their pint fix. One streamline jump from Simpson made me question if he trained for the olympics. The substituting members somehow carry the jam forward seamlessly. Their devoured bottles of becks are now smashed, lining the front row of the audience. The pint glasses from band members and audience alike are piled up shrinelike on the speakers.

Mid way through the set Greep leaps behind the drum kit while Wayne gets a pint. He grabs the mic and shouts “For one night and one night only. Geordie Greep on drums!” as if he is some kind of circus announcer. Wood makes a secondary announcement for those at the back. Greep delivers a collected drum solo alongside Simpson. This soon turns into a wild solo. While he does this he never removes his winter coat. Nuts.

In a third set the group play some festivities. A few eyebrow raisers in the mix. The band deliver their own version of Fontaines DC ‘Boys In The Better Land’. They replace ‘the better land’ with ‘the christmas hats’. I suppose this gives them an excuse to cover it. Vocals are switched between Wood and Greep as they commemorate their label mates. Speedy Wundergrounds Dan Carey stands next to me open mouthed. He quotes it as “fucking amazing”. Greep delivers bluesy licks teasing his later ‘Christmas Blues’. A piece where he puts on his best Robert Johnson impression. Another set highlight.

They play BCNR’s ‘Sunglasses’ and Black Midi’s ‘Ducter’, replacing the lyrics with ridiculous festive ones. ‘I am invincible in this christmas hat!” for example. Between a beer flying moshpit, a monitor convulses violently half way from the stage into the front row. It is saved milliseconds before a deafening floor smash by good samaritan audience members.

Covers of ‘Last Christmas’, ‘Mary’s Boy Child’, ‘We Wish You A Merry Christmas’ and other festive classics are performed to finish the set. Picton takes the lead on many of these, ending up in a humorous falsetto on ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’. Hereby Morgan struggles to keep his composure. He’s in a fit of laughter. Greep starts an alienistic ramble. “Christmas, christmas. Geordie! It’s been said many times, many ways! Merry Christmas oo-ee. Black Midi. Black Country New Road. Sponsored by The Windmill”.

Following the set everyone converges for drinks. The band members and fans discuss everything from business deals to Scott Walker. A fan goes round with his polaroid camera taking pictures with everyone he meets, and many leave the venue in festive spirit.

3 pints later Picton sets up a drum machine and macbook, Greep a microphone. They introduce themselves as ‘DJ Dairy and MC Spritz’. The most bonkers freestyle is performed over popular instrumentals. “Lets go lets go! Change the beat yo” Greep shrieks. He goes on to ask the audience questions. “Who would win, Tyson Fury or Mahammid Ali?”. Without a chance to respond he answers ‘Mahammid Ali’. He takes fast shots of straight whiskey.

This is followed by inviting fans up to ‘freestyle’. Over these ‘freestyles’ remarks are made from the pair. Somewhat alike to DJs over dodgy bootleg records. ‘Lets Go Motherfucker. Lucas from Manchester’ , ‘Anthony Joshua! Anthony Joshua’. Picton is waving his hands in the air rollercoaster style and they both sing fragmented versions of Kanye West songs.

Later Wayne staggers on stage and him, Greep and Picton form a trio of out of tune drunk singing. The song is ‘Goodbye Yellow Brick Road’ by Elton John. Greep and Wayne share a microphone. They have their arms around each other and swing backwards and forwards. Following suit are May and Kershaw (now in the audience), their pints clutched between their hands.

In the early hours of the morning a fan has collapsed on a sofa in the back room needing his friends to lift him up. Another fan lights a cigarette inside the venue, getting in an argument with a woman at the bar. Then there’s me. I missed the last tube and ended up in an abandoned old bank. No further questions. I present to you a normal night at The Windmill.

Web archive link: https://web.archive.org/web/20210819205610/https://newsoundsmag.co.uk/2019/12/23/black-midi-new-road-christmas-extravaganza-at-the-windmill-brixton-19-12-19-review/

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here’s a little fic i wrote for @mindblindbard which is the best interactive fiction wip i’ve ever read!! i love the characters so much. this is set when my button (ellery) is 19, so unfortuantely i can’t include any sweet, sweet kenna content, but i had a lot of fun diving into ellery’s trauma lol. (this is like 1500 words oops)

Ellery wakes early on the day of the anniversary. She snaps out of sleep quickly, abruptly, her heart pounding out of her chest, her breath caught fast in her lungs. The dream is gone already, but she can imagine. Her limbs locked, her chest tight, the loud sobs of her mother echoing through the high-ceilinged kitchen.

She pushes herself upright, waiting to see if Nick noticed. If he could feel her spike of emotion from his bedroom.

But there’s no intrusion, no soft whisper in her mind. He’s asleep. Good.

When Nick wakes before her on this day in October, he always makes a big deal out of it. Huge breakfast waiting for her in the kitchen, coffee from her favorite place, telepathic fingers prodding at her psyche. He thinks she doesn’t notice. That worries her. How often is she actually picking up on it? How many times does he sift through her thoughts, self-justified because he’s worried about her, that she doesn’t notice?

Ellery climbs out of bed, her bamboo sheets left in a tangle. Her bare feet protest against the cold hardwood, but she relishes the little pricks of pain. She crosses to the window and pulls back the curtain. There are tiny patches of frost coating the neighbor’s grass.

Fall has been late to Chicago, this year. Nick’s birthday two weeks ago was warm and sunny—they’d actually acquired a boat and puttered around Lake Michigan, the Wiseman siblings and Gray and Sally. Nick had done his best to mask his disappointment at not being able to have his parents join for his birthday. He’d driven up and spent the night in Milwaukee, leaving Sally and Ellery free to get wine drunk and have a dance party in the brownstone’s kitchen.

Ellery is glad that it’s cold this morning. She prefers running in the cold. She pulls on leggings and a sports bra and runs through a quick sun salutation to get her muscles flowing, to practice control, tension and release, shake out all the paralytic fear of nightmare and memory. Three years ago today, Ellery Wiseman lost her parents.

She pulls on her running shoes and a light long-sleeve and ties her recently cut blonde hair back into a tiny ponytail. She chugs half a bottle of water, puts in her earbuds, starts her metal playlist, straps her phone to her arm, and then she’s out the door.

The air is sharp and bites at her exposed skin as she thuds down the front steps and onto the street. Ellery always feels pulled back into herself when she runs. Her muscles moving fast, responsive, following her every command. Her thoughts clean and clear, music channeling her thoughts, endorphins pushing aside everything but a sense of focus. Any Ments she passes quickly falling behind, away.

Ellery heads east, to the lake. She dodges walkers on the sidewalk and Ments who swivel their heads to watch her speed by, crosses streets abruptly. The music screams in her ears and her breath huffs in and out of her and sweat pricks at her collarbones and her feet slam into the pavement and she feels good.

Nick and Sally tease Ellery for her obsession with running. Nick runs reluctantly, to stay in shape, but as a last resort, preferring gym time and basketball with Gray. Sally despises running. The Aeon prep runs they go on together are a litany of complaints.

But running is everything for Ellery. It’s the only time she feels her anger draining out of her, left behind in ribbons along the lakefront path, blown away by the icy winds off Lake Michigan, beaded up and dripping off her forehead.

She pushes herself harder than usual, faster, taking her regular route south along the lake too fast, using up her stamina too quickly. Her breath drives in and out of her too fast, painful.

No, she thinks as her muscles burn and her body begs for relief. I can’t stop yet, I’m not ready—

The memory pushes itself, jagged and unwelcome, into her mind. Hope’s arms on her arm, fingernails digging in, shouting—

Ellery’s ankle turns, and she falls.

It’s a terrific fall. Her palms skid along the pavement, her knee drags with her momentum, tearing a hole in her leggings.

I need to get up, she thinks dazedly, but she can’t. She can’t because her mom is in her head and her thoughts are all swirled together with someone else’s, and her body is no longer her own.

Her breath is going like she’s still running, but there’s no one on this stretch of path right now and she’s out of Nick’s resting brainrange so she lets it happen. She picks herself up off the sidewalk, wincing at the sting in her scraped palms. She crosses the path and treads down to the soft sand of the 31st street beach. The wind slams against her, unceasing and angry. She unstraps her phone from her arm and puts on her favorite The National song on repeat. She wraps her arms around herself and finally, finally lets herself cry.

It’s so much easier to be angry. To decline phone calls and delete voicemails, to skip lunches with her dad and call him “John” to his face, to leave the room when Nick tries to say something like “it’s been three years, do you think….” Easier to beat her knuckles bloody on a punching bag and refuse to talk to Sally about it. Easier to think, if they didn’t want me then, they don’t get me now.

But today, Ellery just kind of wants her mom.

Yesterday at the mall with Sally they were sniffing perfumes and Ellery had burst into tears when Sally spritzed herself with Chanel no. 5. She hadn’t even remembered that Hope had worn Chanel no. 5 until the scent wafted over and she was taken back. Nights when Hope had actually been able to handle being around Ellery, when her mind was clear. The best nights were frequently right after Hope got back from a trip, refreshed after a week or so without Ellery’s thoughts pricking in the back of her subconscious.

Hope would shoo the boys out for dinner or a basketball game or something and she and Ellery would cook pasta in the cavernous marble kitchen of Ellery’s childhood home and then they would eat and watch a romantic comedy and Hope would paint Ellery’s nails (doing a much better job than Sally ever could) and they’d talk about everything and it would be good.

And then a few days later Ellery would notice her mom was back to flinching whenever she walked into a room and the distance would expand again.

Ellery cries, loud and gulping, tears streaking down her cheeks. She cries for her broken family, and for Nick who gave up everything for her, and for Sally who she knows misses Hope and John but would never say so, and for her parents who she’s hurting more and more everyday she goes without talking to them, even if they deserve it. Even though they abandoned her when she needed them most.

Most days, this grief lives deep inside her, smothered with righteous anger and cold indifference. So deep that Nick can’t even sense it amongst everything else broadcasting from her head.

Loud, she calls herself, and thank god for that.

After a little while Ellery manages to slow her breathing. The cold air in and out, calm, measured. She feels a little bit cleaner inside. She feels okay enough that when she goes back home Nick will sense a low level of melancholy, but that’s to be expected, on this day, so he won’t feel the need to pry. Now she can think about other things.

Her phone rings. She knows it’s Nick so she doesn’t bother checking her phone before tapping her headphones to accept.

"Hey Button,” he says. “Where are you? I’m making breakfast.”

This is a ridiculous question because a) if Nick tried he could use his telemetry to see her and b) he could check her location on his phone.

“I’m at 31st,” she says. “Went on a run.”

“Well, get your butt back here,” he says. “I’m doing an omelet bar and Gray and Salome are going to be here in fifteen.”

The tension in Ellery’s chest loosens a little more. This is why Nick doesn’t know about the grief that hides so far down. Because most of the time, she’s content with the family she has. Her overbearing, well-intentioned brother. Her best friend who takes her as she is and loves her for it anyway. An obnoxiously nice Brit who is fun to treat with her best annoying little sister routine.

Most days, that’s more than enough.

“I’ll head back right now,” Ellery says.

“Swing by Bluebird on your way and get coffee for everyone,” he says. “I checked, none of the Ments on staff are working today, so you’re good.”

“Sure,” she says. “Love you, Tick.”

“See you soon, Button.”

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@thcsevoices​ said:    ❤ ((👀))

Hey send me a heart and I’ll write up some possible ships between my muses and yours because yeah

OKAY Let’s go!!!

This will be under a cut cause ,,,there’s a lot of muses lmao

Romantic ideas are marked with a *

All other things are non-romantic (platonic, enemies, family, etc) ideas that we can totally work out if anything seems good

( notes about ideas are in parenthesis if I have any lmao) 

Note: These are not ALL the possibilites. This is just what I could think of off the top of my head lmao (Also it was so tempting to write ‘all’ on a few of these but i stopped myself lmao)

Hector: Alice (i do have a verse where hector adopts her s o), Nightingale, Robin, Ellery

Lance: Alice, Nightingale, Robin*,,  Ellery

Matthews: Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Nuru: Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Quirin: Alice, Nightingale, Robin* (She has a thing for older men, so),  Ellery

Varian: Alice*, Nightingale, Robin,   Ellery

Vex:  Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Zhan Tiri: Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Callum: Alice, Atlas,  Petal, Annella,  Ellery, Mira, Bai, 

Wakko: Cyra, Elliot, Kit* ( they’d totally have a crush on wakko), Arlo, Ash, Aurore, Valerie

Zuko: Aura* (listen im a simp for canonxoc okay), Dallan, Bai

Dawn: Caroline* (,,,im just saying), April, 

Alberto: Capri*

Barley: Alice, 

Eilonwy: Alice, Bai,

Felix: Alice, Caelan, Eros, Killian, Hayden, Any of my disney muses

Kronk: Alice, Caelan, Eros, Killian, Hayden, Any of my disney muses

Luca: Capri*

Mowgli: Aura, 

Peter: Alice, Killian, Hayden, Eros, Caelan, 

Ursula: Killian, Caelan, Eros, Hayden (I think he’d hate her and it’d be fun)

Amity: Jinx, Xia

Dipper: Rita

Eggs: Back, Katie, Morty, Rita, 

Glluntz: Nobody* (It’s a possibility. Cop x Badguy, com’n)

Jojo: Nobody (THATS THEIR KID)

Betty Boop: Cyra (She’d be inspired to hell by her)

Snufkin: Aamu* (im a weakling)

Daisy: Valerie* (forget donald, let the girls date),  Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Dewey: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot*, Kit*

Gosalyn: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

June: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Launchpad: Valerie*, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Louie: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit*

Lyn:  Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Magica: Valerie, Aurore*, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Mark: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Bernard: Clarke

Wayne: Clarke* (I can see it ope)

Cousin Mel: Clarke

Lock: Jacklyn, Skyler, Walker, Seine, 

Shock:  Jacklyn, Skyler, Walker, Seine,

Barrel:  Jacklyn, Skyler, Walker, Seine,

Artemis: Alice, Nightingale, Robin*,  Ellery

Andromeda:  Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Beatrice:  Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery

Hannei: no idea who, cause I don’t know hero academia stuff lmao

Hilde: Bianca* for sure, im sure there’s others 

Jareth: Jinx, Xia, Capri

Jenkins: Jinx, Xia, Capri

Millie: Valerie, Aurore, Arlo, Ash, Cyra, Elliot, Kit

Saros:  Alice, Nightingale, Robin,  Ellery, and im sure others but ersfdssgh 

Kin: i know exactly 0 things about zelda, but uhhh all my muses will adopt them lmao

Mikia: no idea about their source, but uhhh i think they and mira would get along

[archive-multimuse]

What are your favorite canon x oc ships? What are your favorite ships with peoples’ canon characters or ocs?

Ahhhhh I have so many. So so many. Let’s go through my ocs!! Alphabetically. And I’ll just,,,quickly say who I ship with from their own canon (so no crossovers this time!)

Alright here’s all 57 of my current ocs who are on the blog(s)

Akemi- either Tadashi or Hiro (she’s literally in between them in age so,,, yeah), OR honey /Go-Go poly

Amber- branch

Annella- Jack

April - Mo

Ares- no one as of now? (Make me ship her with a canon. I dare you to try)

Arlo & Ash- no one

Aspen- wirt

Aurore- Fenton or Scrooge depending

Ava- maybe Ben? Idk I could possibly see it (or a young Sam if I messed with timelines but that’s,,, less likely)

Bai- raya (maybe sisu? Unsure. That’s like a real real MAYBE)

Beck- phineas though I can see her with ferb too. Maybe Isabella if it was built up enough

Bianca- Elsa (Anna would be fun also)

Bo- Ben & kenji ot3

Caelan- no one really?

Candy hearts- hahahaha everyone. Literally everyone.

Caramel - got nothin

Caroline- Bog, Marianne, and Roland (but that’s with @plasticsouled’s version of him only)

Cheshire - no canon

Clarke - Arthur or Steve. ( can I see benard? Maybe with a lot of plotting)

Constance- Eric

Crevan- apparently I ship her and peeta now so

Cyra- she has a crush on yakko. Can I see it going anywhere ? *uhhhhhhhhh-*

Derek- no canon

Destiny- n o. Too young

Ellery- Shane, tho any marriage candidate is possible

Elliot- 100% has a crush on wakko

Eros- that’d take a lot of plotting

Felix- David

Gabby- Jim

Hatsumi- no canon

Hatter- no canon

Honey- apparently with peeta lmao

Jacklyn- no canon

Jordan- is married

Katie- Penn

Killian jr- nope lmao good luck

Kit- has a crush on wakko too but unlike Elliot I can see it happening

Lore- the once-ler, yeaaaah. She deserves better.

Mica- Steven. Connie. Maybe even one of the older kids way down the line when they’re all adults (oof I felt @petalwilt’s heart break when I said that)

Moon- gregggggg ~~tho I can see moon x rose too oops~~

Morty- lol no

Nia- is married

Nobody- Sam, the grinch, maybe even guy?

Petal- hiccup, fish legs, snot lout, either twin, and maybe Astrid with plotting

Rita- haha n o

Sahar- no canon

Seine- hahahahhahaahhaha n o. They’d eat anyone I tried to ship them with.

Skyler- no canon

Sunny- Jack. (Pitch with a lot of plotting. It’s happened before tho and it was fun)

TJ- idk ? I can’t think of anyone but who knows

Valerie- Donald obviously

Walker- no canon

Wild princess - Finn. Maybe flame princess? And depending on how others view age and immortality maybe others ?

Willow- Archer

Xia- no canon

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