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stuff that happened in the 2022/2023 football season that should send us into a coma but we’re too desensitized:
1. the whole ass world cup in the middle of the season. what was that
2. manchester united sacking ronaldo and announcing a sale of the club in the middle of the world cup
3. ronaldo getting dropped at the world cup and his replacement scoring a hattrick immediately after
4. keeping up with the belgians (world cup edition)
5. keeping up with the belgians (courtois saying he doesn’t respect kdb after stealing his missus)
6. ronaldo stans beefing with a little moroccan girl
7. the kingdom of saudi arabia buying newcastle united and then telling the premier league that they didn’t and the premier league going “oh okay if you say so”
8. megan thee stallion being romelu lukaku’s date to lautaro martinez’s wedding
9. pique cheating on shakira and then shakira releasing a diss track about it
10. shakira figuring out pique cheated on her because someone ate her strawberry jam and pique doesn’t eat strawberry jam
11. apparently the girl pique cheated on shakira with (clara) cheating on pique with pep
12. wagatha christie libel case
13. real madrid dropping a video accusing barcelona of fascism and the government of cataluyna getting involved
14. the pope coming out as a manchester united fan
15. the one napoli fan that basically made zielinski strip on the pitch
16. mount vesuvius park shutting down because napoli fans wanted to fake an eruption as a celebration
17. frank lampard taking everton into a relegation battle, getting sacked, and then taking chelsea into a relegation battle
18. on that note: chelsea were in a relegation scrap and finished 12th
19. mourinho lost his first ever european final to sevilla europa league black magic
20. whatever the fuck borussia dortmund did on the last day of the bundesliga season
21. anthony martial’s ex wife chasing his first wife down a french motorway with a baby in the passenger seat
22. psg suspending messi because he took an unsanctioned trip to saudi arabia and then unsuspending him two days later because they didn’t want people talking about geopolitics
23. the absolutely bizarre messi apology video released by psg
24. spurs refunding their fans’ tickets after being embarrassing
25. pep’s heartbreak over the fact julia roberts is a manchester united fan
26. chelsea scored one goal in the month of april
27. chelsea and spurs had six managers between them and won one match combined between march and april
28. mourinho fighting anthony taylor after the europa league final
29. milan derby in the ucl for the first time since 2005
30. luis enrique saying he’s cool with the spanish players having sex during the world cup as long as they’re not having orgies
31. luis enrique saying he doesn’t have sex anymore unless his wife wants to
32. man city charged with 115 counts of financial doping and trying to get the barrister in charge disqualified because he’s an arsenal fan
33. mourinho wire-taping himself to catch referees being corrupt
34. ryan reynolds and mac from it’s always sunny in philadelphia buying a football club and that football club getting promoted
35. pele died rip
36. women football awards sponsored by shein and klarna having a category for “male football ally of the year” and it’s just random men that went to one (1) women’s game
37. barcelona negreia case (how do you say calciopoli in catalan?)
38. infantino saying he feels gay, african, like a migrant worker, disabled, arab, and qatari
39. infantino saying he was oppressed as a child because he was ginger and italy is not safe for gingers
40. david alaba’s father in law getting arrested for being one the leaders of a far right group plotting to overthrow the german government
41. richarlison being tumblr’s it girl for a month and then not scoring a goal for the next four
42. juventus being in the middle of another corruption scandal and being docked points because of it
43. two teams getting investigated by the british government for playing football the weekend the queen died
44. gavi getting a yellow card in the first minute of a football match
45. pogba’s brother was arrested by french authorities for being part of a group-organized extortion attempt against pogba
46. richarlison getting a tattoo of neymar’s face and neymar paying him 30k to get it removed
47. iker casillas coming out, puyol implying they had a thing, and both of them retracting it in the most misha collins way possible.
48. sane and mane fight
49. zlatan retired from football
50. barca withholding about 50 million in wages from their players and somehow frenkie still didn’t want to join manchester united
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George Harrison, backstage in Philadelphia, PA, on August 16, 1966; photo by Bob Bonis.
“[George showed us] his music room, which has one wall covered with the famous Harrison guitars, his collection of Indian instruments and a small jukebox standing just by the door. I looked at the titles on the jukebox and there were very few Beatle songs amongst them. The Beach Boys, Mamas and Papas, Lovin’ Spoonful, the Stones were all well represented.” - The Beatles Monthly, January 1967
“George Harrison’s Fab Forty…
George — like all the Beatles, incidentally — has his own juke box at his Esher home. It’s in his ‘den.’ Along with tape recorder, radio and record player. […] But back to the juke box. It’s a KB. Maybe you saw it in the film ‘Help’? Says George: ‘It’s so much easier to have all my favorite records on the juke box at once. It saves me going through piles of records to find the ones I want. Then when I get sick of them, I just throw them out and put some new ones in.” - Tony Hall, Record Mirror, January 1, 1966
George’s Top Ten…
1 “Harlem Shuffle” — Bob and Earl
2 “Good Things Come To Those Who Wait” — Chuck Jackson
3 “Be My Lady”/“Red Beans and Rice” — Booker T and the MGs
4 “Please Crawl Out Your Window” — Bob Dylan
5 “Baby, You’re My Everything” — Little Jerry Williams
6 “Back Street” — Edwin Starr
7 “Work, Work, Work” — Lee Dorsey
8 “The Little Girl I Once Knew” — The Beach Boys
9 “My Girl Has Gone” — The Miracles
10 “I Don’t Know What You’ve Got /But It’s Got Me)” — Little Richard (“[P]arts one and two — the second is George’s favorite.”)
The rest…
11 “I Can’t Turn You Loose” — Otis Redding
12 “My Girl” — Otis Redding
13 “I Believe I’ll Love On” — Jackie Wilson
14 “Plum Nellie” — Booker T and the MGs
15 “Everything Is Gonna Be Alright” — Willie Mitchell
16 “A Sweet Woman Like You” — Joe Tex
17 “Something About You” — The Four Tops
18 “I Got You” — James Brown
19 “Ain’t That Peculiar” — Marvin Gaye
20 “Turn, Turn, Turn” — The Byrds
21 “See Saw” — Don Covay
22 “I’m Comin’ Through” — Sounds Incorporated
23 “Don’t Fight It” — Wilson Pickett
24 “Bootleg” — Booker T and the MGs
25 “I Ain’t Gonna Eat Out My Heart Anymore” — The Young Rascals
26 “Respect” — Otis Redding
27 “Try Me”/“Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag” — James Brown (“instrumentals”)
28 “I’ve Been Loving You Too Long” — Otis Redding
29 “All Or Nothing” — Patty Labelle and her Belles
30 “Pretty Little Baby” — Marvin Gaye
31 “Oowee Baby, I Love You” — Fred Hughes
32 “The Tracks of My Tears” — The Miracles
33 “Yum Yum” — Joe Tex
34 “Agent 00 Soul” — Edwin Starr
35 “Money” — Barrett Strong
36 “Some Other Guy” — Ritchie Barrett
(“George’s ‘Revived 45’ list — he’s dug these since they first came out.”)
37 “It Wasn’t Me” — Chuck Berry
38 “Mohair Sam” — Charlie Rich
39 “Let Him Run Wild” — The Beach Boys
40 “Do You Believe In Magic” — The Lovin’ Spoonful
“George really knows his records. It’s always a pleasure to talk to him about them.” - Tony Hall, Record Mirror, January 1, 1966 (x)
George's "Fab Forty" playlist: on YouTube, and on Spotify.
#George Harrison#quote#quotes about George#quotes by George#Kinfauns#George's jukebox#1966#1960s#1967#George's jukebox feature#fits queue like a glove
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Updated whump list for Detective Conan (+ Magic Kaito)
I recall seeing someone post a list of all the whump moments for detco but I thought I would add on since the recent episodes have some more. I’ll also add in Heiji and Kaito moments since they’re pretty good whump as well :)
Edit: Big thanks to @/mizzmilkyway for giving me a list of Rei whump!
Conan/Shinichi whump:
Episode 1: hit on the head and given a poison, his body “burns up” and has a painful transformation
Episode 2: thrown against wall and beaten with a baseball bat
Episode 20: pinned against the wall with a knife
Episode 35: thrown against the wall and sprains his ankle while attacking the culprit
Episode 38: gets choked by the culprit
Episode 43: gets kidnapped
Episode 48-49: has a high fever and collapses, has a painful transformation
Episode 68: pushed off a balcony
Episode 97: forced to inhale chloroform and is locked inside a basement
Episode 118: gets stabbed by a fleeing culprit (not really but everyone thought he did)
Episode 132: has a fever and passes out from running across a burning bridge
Episode 142: almost falls off the balcony
Episode 188-189: gets shot and has to have surgery (my favorite <3)
Episode 191: almost transforms back into Conan, passes out and collapses
Episode 193: collapses and actually turns back for real this time
Episode 231: thrown on the ground by culprits, jumps out of an exploding bus and arm is bleeding
Episode 263: grabbed and restrained by unknown person
Episode 311: has to hide in a coin locker, almost gets discovered, hyperventilates and passes out
Episode 321: gets kidnapped again, hands are hurt from trying to escape
Episode 331: falls in a river, arm is in a sling and loses voice
Episode 345: knocked out by his own stun-gun wristwatch, kidnapped by Vermouth, knocked out once more by sleeping gas
Episode 376: tries to save Ran during a river flooding and almost drowns
Episode 418: gets “shot” (he’s just acting but it’s realistic enough)
Episode 521-523: falls in the river, has amnesia (its actually the culprit disguised as Shinichi but audience doesn’t know that yet), and transforms back into Conan while screaming in pain
Episode 527: discovered by culprit and is restrained by tape and locked in a tomb
Episode 547: gets kidnapped. again.
Episode 554-555: sprains his ankle, almost gets electrocuted by taser
Episode 564: restrained by bank robber and threatened with a gun
Episode 586-587: knocked out by taser
Episode 622-623: knocked out by his own soccer ball, tied up with tape
Episode 642: has a cold
Episode 672-674: drinks juice laced with sleeping pill and gets kidnapped (he’s actually faking it), gets held hostage with a gun
Episode 705: hit on the head by a tennis racket and knocked out
Episode 716: grabbed & restrained by culprit and locked in a room
Episode 775: hides in the trunk of robbers’ car but is discovered and threatened with a knife
Episode 795: falls off his skateboard and injures his arm
Episode 804-805: knocked out by taser and trapped in a building being demolished
Episode 845-846: kicked in the stomach, tied up and trapped in a hearse, almost gets killed by a car crusher
Episode 869: falls off a cliff
Episode 913-914: kidnapped, pushed out of a moving car
Episode 927: panting and transforms back into Conan
Episode 940: falls off a bridge into the river and almost drowns
Episode 1037: body is freezing because of a blizzard, a bunch of snow falls on him, he passes out and is taken to a hospital
Episode 1057: discovered to be eavesdropping on culprit, kidnapped and wrapped in a cloth, thrown off the roof, hands are hurt
Movie 1: caught in an explosion, hits his head and is taken to a hospital
Movie 2: leg gets stuck and almost drowns
Movie 4: pinned on ground and almost gets stabbed
Movie 7: cornered by assailant with a sword
Movie 8: falls off the rooftop
Movie 9: on a sinking ship, saved by a rescue helicopter but almost falls off
Movie 10: attacked by culprit and falls off a bridge into the river, leg is wrapped in a cast
Movie 11: almost drowns
Movie 12: hit by a wrench and is knocked out
Movie 13: has a nightmare about being discovered by Gin and made to watch Ran get shot, beaten up by Irish, gun is pointed to head
Movie 14: thrown out of a blimp (he gets thrown off a lot of things huh?)
Movie 15: caught in an avalanche and almost runs out of oxygen
Movie 16: caught in explosion and is bleeding
Movie 17: is helpless to save Ran from drowning and cries (really only sheds a tear but eh)
Movie 18: targeted by a sniper and hurts his leg
Movie 19: almost drowns
Movie 24: in a train crash, head is bleeding
Movie 25: held hostage with a gun to his head (he’s actually pretending)
Movie 26: thrown against the wall and beaten up by Pinga, almost drowns in the ocean
OVA 9: has a fever and a nightmare, collapses from transforming back
Lupin III vs Conan TV Special: passes out from the cold and thin air inside an airplane
Lupin III vs Conan Movie: shot in the arm and held hostage
The Disappearance of Conan Edogawa TV Special: forced to inhale chloroform, has amnesia (he’s actually faking it)
Episode ONE The Great Detective Turned Small: reanimated scene of Shinichi being made to swallow the poison and has a painful, burning transformation
Manga Special Chapter 8: sprains his foot
Heiji whump:
Episode 118: shot in the stomach and in an ambulance
Episode 223: dangling off a cliff and gets stabbed in the hand by an arrow
Episode 263: hit by his father and told to stay out of the case
Episode 323: held captive and injured by culprits, threatened with gun and knife
Movie 3: gets into an accident on his motorcycle
Movie 7: gets into a swordfight with the culprit, almost gets stabbed
Movie 17: gets shot in the arm
Kaito whump:
MK Special Episode 4: stabbed because of a witch using a voodoo doll of himself, trapped and burning in a magic circle
MK Special Episode 7: hypnotized and trapped in an illusion
MK1412 Episode 5: same as episode 4 of the MK special, just reanimated
Movie 3: is shot by an assassin midair and crashes into the ocean
Movie 23: tazed, shot in the arm by police, wrapping himself in bandages
MK Manga Chapter 34-36: gets stabbed by glass, bleeding out and collapses
Rei whump:
Episode 1029: injured by bullies
Episode 1038: taken hostage, restrained and mouth is taped
Episode 1053-1054: taken hostage, knocked out by assailant
Movie 20: handcuffed to pole, beaten up by Akai
Movie 22: caught in a bomb explosion, arm injured by crashing through glass
Movie 25: forced to wear a collar bomb, hurt by a grenade explosion, injured by helicopter crash
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The Witches and Wizards Job 39-40-41-42-43
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THIRTY NINE
I woke up on a relatively soft surface, which was more than I'd expected. Someone had put a pillow under my head, and there were quiet voices nearby, much louder ones further away. The warmth of Mouse against my leg and on my stomach was a welcome presence, and I reached down to rub his ears. He licked my hand and I heard his tail thumping against something soft. "Did we win?"
"Harry." Parker's voice was nearby. She moved closer and my breath caught. She'd put on the spider gown, an exquisite half-sheath of peach and gold and salmon tones, she'd done up her hair and put on make-up. She looked like a bona-fide, invited, certified guest of the party. In the darkness of the room she gleamed faintly, like a fallen star, the spider silk reacting to my presence. Lights, blue and red and white, flashed through a nearby window.
"I take it the cops are here."
"Well, yeah, but we called them," she specified, sitting next to me. "They're keeping the news people out. Everyone's all over that tidal wave that came out of nowhere and no one can explain." She gave me a tiny, wicked, utterly delighted look. "That was magic. And I was there to see it."
"It was, you were," I agreed. It was hard to get down on myself when there was someone around who so wholeheartedly approved of what I was, what I could do, all the glory and the violence of it, the grit and the beauty. "Nothing else was strong enough to maybe kill the dragon."
"Oh, it did," she assured me, then gestured with her hands to mime something being torn in half. She even made a squelching sound.
I had to laugh, and found that, overall, I wasn't terribly sore or hurt. Bone-tired, yes, I felt like I'd scraped a bottom to my magic I didn't even know was there. But nothing was burn, broken, or bleeding. "The Blackbird? Grandmother?"
"We've got them. Nate said to wait for you, though. Can you stand?"
"Oh, for this I can stand, dance and run a marathon," I told her, sitting up. I rode out a wave of diziness and got to my bare feet, felt them sting a little. My mouth tasted of the sea, and I could feel salt and sand in places best left unmentioned. I was suddenly starved, and I would have loved to wash my mouth if nothing else, but I didn't care. I wanted to see how it ended between Koschei and Baba Yaga.
I'd been lying in a bed that dominated a small room, probably a guest bedroom. My duster had been tossed at the feet of it, and I snagged it as I went, Mouse jumping down lightly to follow Parker and me. On top of a chest of drawers that matched the bed were the rest of my things, and I gave her an amused look. "All together in the same place?"
She grinned at me. "Amateurs. Oh." She rushed back into the room, grabbed a small bundle from the bed, and brought it back to me as I shrugged on the duster. "Nate said you should have this."
I looked down at a familiar bundle wrapped in a plain tablecloth and a lot of duct tape, and a few things made sense. "Fried your bud when you read it, didn't it."
She nodded.
"I should've thought of that."
"Harry, we all should've thought of that. We didn't. I should've got a mirror piece anyways, but I didn't." She shrugged easily. "It still worked out. I stole your earclip," she informed me lightly as she opened the door. My staff was resting by it, and I grabbed it as I followed.
We stepped out onto a hallway and golden light; just past the door, Eliot and Hardison were talking to a man with ash-brown hair cut very short and sharp eyes, dressed casually except for the Red Sox jacket and the discreet bulge of a gun, and a woman with long blonde hair, keen blue eyes and strong, mobile features, dressed as if she'd thrown on the first thing she could find when she'd jumped out of bed, her badge and her gun worn on her belt. Both of them had that unmistakable set to their shoulders of a cop on the trail of something important. He asked them something in the thickest Boston accent I'd yet heard of anyone, and all four of them chuckled low.
Hardison handed him Wattsford's little black notebook. Eliot handed her the sheaf of folders.
"That him?" The man shuffled through the notebook, his face going hard, before he looked up and pointed at me, back to his casual, easy manner. Parker, ironically, didn't get more than an admiring look from both of them, and why should she? She wasn't wearing the skin-fitted black of a thief, she was dressed like someone who'd come to a party.
"I didn't do anything," I replied automatically.
"Yeah, that's him," the woman confirmed with a touch of dark humor to her voice.
I sputtered, vaguely insulted. What's the point of proclaiming your innocence if no one's gonna even pretend to believe you?
"Harry is a consultant," Eliot told them both mildly. "He'll be going home soon, and hopefully we won't be getting him in trouble for a while."
"Like you never get me in trouble?" the man shot back, all amusement, but they all shook hands and parted ways amicably enough.
Eliot and Hardison came over to meet us. The hacker could barely take his eyes off Parker, so it was the hitter who offered me his hand, his eyes dancing, his smile warm as ever. "Sir."
"Sir." I shook his hand back. "I swear I didn't do any of it on purpose."
"The hell you didn't." Eliot snorted in amusement. "I'm glad you're on our side, Harry."
"Til the day I die," I assured him.
"May it be long in coming," he replied as if he were reciting a prayer. "Now come on. Time to finish this."
I followed them down the hallway to the main area of the mansion. "So the van did work, or did you and my dog run all the way across the grounds?"
"I absolutely don't doubt Mouse could run the distance and carry me," Hardison admitted. "I don't run if I can help it, it's undignified. The van did work, it's still working, actually. As much as a seven hundred pound computer made of cathode tubes can be said to be working."
"Those were the original computers, no?"
"No! What I made was better, stronger and capable of carrying you around without fritzing or exploding, capable of hacking into the security cameras so I could see where to go without running into the security people, capable of gagging the electrical system without actually frying it so we could pretend you were being all magic-like while I did my job." The hacker looked entirely too pleased with himself. "You brought me a dedicated, single system OS and I hacked it."
"You hacked magic?"
"I damn well hacked magic."
I couldn't very well refute him. Aside from the spider's phone, every single bit of on-site tech had worked because Hardison had strong-armed it into working, no more, no less.
"You did not," Eliot protested wearily, face scrunched up.
"I did."
"He did."
"Don't enc- Harry, don't encourage him."
"But he did."
"He did not - you did not hack magic, man."
"I absolutely did. Tell me how I did not."
"I -" The hitter shot me a look.
I could only shrug. Eliot looked at Parker. "He kinda did a little," she murmured sheepishly, much to his wounded indignation, and we all went into the main receiving room.
FORTY
"Where's everyone?"
Nate turned from inspecting the small, elegant little clavichord in the room, sipping on a cup of very strong coffee, and examined Leverage's consulting wizard. There were deep shadows under Dresden's eyes, and his hair was going every which way, salt hardening it into peaks here and there. His clothing was singed and still faintly damp, and he smelled of the sea. Not for a minute did the mastermind doubt that he was ready for round two, three and twenty, if that was what it took.
Nate didn't believe in people, not overmuch. He believed in his people; he'd worked with them, he'd seen the steel in their souls often enough to know it ran true to the core of them. But of the average person he expected very little, or nothing at all; he'd seen them crumple far too often under the burdens of the world. He didn't hold it against them, not ever. He himself had crumpled once before, like cheap tin. It had been a labor of years to re-cast himself, to find his own steel. In Dresden, that core ran through and then some. What Leverage faced together, relying on one another, the wizard faced alone. His horrors weren't faceless or nameless; they were solid, real and truly monstrous, even if sometimes those monsters were on his side. Harry Dresden had drawn a line on the sand and he would defend it to his destruction, or that of his enemies.
Then again, he'd seen much the same thing when he'd accidentally Soulgazed the wizard. That, and more. For a while after Nate had kept looking down at himself, expecting to find himself spattered to the neck with blood and perplexed that, every time, he wasn't.
"Gone. None of them wanted to stay to talk to the police," he told Dresden. "We asked mister Stone to keep back only the ones that weren't liable to eat anyone." Over one shoulder he looked at a corner of the room. "And the ones that didn't want to leave."
As if summoned by those words, Classy and his people, six in number, rose from where they were sitting or slouching and drew lazily closer. "We're runnin' a legitimate business here," Classy told Nate mildly; he had never put his jacket back on, or rolled down his sleeves. "Ain't got no reason to run from no fuckin' terriers."
"Yes, well," the mastermind agreed in the same even tone. "You do have to admit that's not a common attitude."
Classy shoved his hands in his pockets and snorted in amusement. "Yeah, alright. I'll be fuckin' honest," he added, tipping his chin and grinning maliciously. "I woulda stayed to see how that ends, police or not." His people muttered in agreement.
Dresden turned to look at what Classy had pointed out. Koschei was sprawled on a chair, asleep, snoring faintly. There was a single, long, thin silver chain binding him to the chair, hardly looking like it would keep him there. What might do the job, however, was the immense bird-like creature hovering just behind him, long neck twisting this way and that, a woman's face at the end of it, its eyes a rich, dark gold with black pupils, like a bird's. She was stout and exceedingly fluffy, each feather three colors, red, black and white-tipped, her train made of iridescent black feathers. She was clucking cheerfully to herself like a contented hen.
All around them, the wizard suddenly realized, were the portraits, eight in total, seven fakes and one copy. "Did you have to bring them all?" he asked Nate.
"I wanted to make a point," the mastermind explained, giving him time to take in the rest of the room. Off by the bar, Vanya Fedorov and Nick flanked the woman from the portrait, who'd wrapped an exquisitely knotted blue shawl about her shoulders; it glowed like a piece of the night sky, dark blue studded with tiny winking dots. Grandmother herself looked far more put together, less fragile and wounded, though still as delicate as the cup full of tea in her hands. Nick had found a garishly colorful shirt and a pair of shorts, and no one had forced him to put on shoes, so he looked absolutely delighted at the proceedings, even if there were none currently ongoing to delight him. Next to him, holding onto a glass of something strong she had yet to sip, was Jessamine Lochlin.
By the door to the main drawing room, never taking his gaze off the shark, stood Stone. He was wearing a plain shirt that barely fit him, and his somewhat bedraggled pants, but otherwise looked implacably unharmed.
"What happened to Fedorov's uncle?" Harry asked quietly.
"Fedorov called his father. Hard to tell which one of them was angrier at the betrayal," Nate replied in the same quiet undertone before pitching his voice to carry. "Sophie, go ahead and wake him up."
Beautiful and radiant still despite the night's shenanigans, the grifter came close to the Russian wizard and pulled from his black hair a lacquered comb - the same comb Parker had originally stolen from the Blackbird's pockets. "That better be enough, I'm not kissing him," she warned Nate dryly. Classy and his people snickered, and the leader of the Dredgers cleared his throat with a muttered apology he absolutely didn't mean.
Koschei roused with a snort and a start, tried to lunge out of the chair, and nearly fell. The alkonost clamped a taloned foot on the back of the chair and forced it back down, and the wizard went with it, seething. He opened his mouth and snarled something, paused… and looked utterly stunned when nothing happened.
"Yeah, that." Nate saluted him with his cup. "I wouldn't bother."
"Release me!"
"Uh, no. Not yet anyways. I've got a couple of questions I was hoping -"
"Release me!"
"- you'd answer before we trade you for your heart."
Koschei went white, though it was hard to tell if it was fury or panic. "You cannot imagine what I can do for you, for all of you. All you know of magic is what that brute Dresden has shown you."
"Ouch," Harry muttered without heat.
"Release me. I will grant you anything you desire."
"Yeah, you already made that offer," Nate reminded him mildly. "You already got your answer. Or do you mean them?" He gestured to the Dredgers with his cup. "You guys want anything from the Blackbird?"
"His guts on a platter, his head on a bowl," Classy growled. His people hissed and chattered agreement, all of their eyes burning with a lambent red light. "His fingers and toes to bite and gnaw."
"Um. Need him alive. Sorry."
Classy shrugged, seamlessly going back to his easy mood. "No harm. Figured I'd ask just in case."
"Stone," Koschei began.
"I was fool enough to make one bad bargain with you, wizard. I will make no more," the golem replied calmly.
"You should ask Fedorov," Nate suggested. "I'm sure you've got many things he thinks he wants."
Koschei said nothing, glaring furiously at the mastermind, and Nate sipped at his coffee. "But it's not so easy, is it, to tempt a man who knows that what he wants and what he needs are two different things. Who knows that those things aren't always going to agree with one another." He pinned a level look on the Russian enforcer. "Or is this because he already made his choice, and there's some sort of prohibition between the two of you?" He gestured lightly at the hand gently squeezing Grandmother's shoulder. "When a Royal chooses one of you, the other can't interfere?"
Koschei exploded into profanities in Russian, as well as a couple of other languages that made Eliot's brows climb nearly to his hairline. Grandmother reached out to pat Fedorov's hand, but the enforcer looked nothing if not confused.
"You don't look like the men in your family," the mastermind told Fedorov. "I mean, obviously that's not an absolute, like genetic testing, but it's pretty telling when you don't look at all like any of the men in your family. We looked them up. Not one. You look like your mother, though. Same eyes, same hair. All the way back seven generations or so. The Sagorovs might have taken you in, but you're not a blood-relation."
"Yes, but -" Vanya hesitated. "My mother was… a casualty of the family's business. They made amends by taking care of me. What does that have to do with anything?"
"She wasn't a casualty, she was the target. His target." Nate gestured at the frothing wizard. "It left you alone, vulnerable at a young age. But then the family stepped in, and he saw the potential for an even bigger payout if he just waited. A high-ranking member of the Russian mafia and a Fyodorov? You don't find a lot of those lying around these days."
Fedorov pressed his mouth to a thin line.
"That's the problem with paper records," the mastermind pointed out mildly. "They tend to stick around for a long, long time."
"How did you know?"
"The invitation," Sophie murmured. "The coat of arms embossed on it was for the Russian Tsars. It just took me a little while to remember it, it hasn't been used for so long."
"I am not this thing. I am me. I am my own man."
"You just saved Grandmother from her greatest enemy in pitched battle." Dresden's voice was very calm, in spite of the surprises rolling out to smack everyone in the face. "Heroes do that. Princes do that."
"Do not call him that," Baba Yaga's voice crackled through the tension in the room. "He has chosen to be prince of a different empire, and that is his choice. As it should be." She leveled a cool, disappointed glare on Koschei. "How can this lesson not sink in after all these centuries, Kostya? We do not choose them, they choose us. Always."
"I don't have the patience for your maudlin beggary. They are mortal, and weak, and flawed. They are tools to be put to use, nothing else. They are power. My power."
"And you wonder why no one likes you," Fedorov commented, then crouched by Baba Yaga. "All I have ever wanted to be is my own man. I do not ask for favors easily." He shot Nate a look. "The price is always far more than one is willing to pay. I would ask only one thing of you, Grandmother." He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a bundled handkerchief. Unwrapping it, he offered her the small, oddly shaped, carved wooden cup, a chicken bone tucked neatly inside it. "I would know what you think of me."
She gasped, and took the cup with wrinkled fingers. Then she looked up and smiled at him. "You already know, little prince. I think you are more than worthy. I think any path you choose should be proud to have you." She touched his cheek lightly and, Russian enforcer or not, he flushed faintly under her praise.
Koschei strained against his bonds with a high-pitched, strangled howl, before going limp in the chair. "So," he growled at Nate. "You win. You would make an enemy of me for all the days of your miserable mortal life. I hope it was worth it."
"Sort of," the mastermind replied. "See, Dresden is supposed to just be our consultant. Answer questions, provide information, that sort of thing. Things, eh, escalated, but he still made time for the information bit, and one thing he made real clear is that you like to carry grudges. You really do. So part of doing all this was also making sure you can't do that to my people, or to him."
"And what will you do, kill me?" Koschei laughed darkly at him.
"We could, I suppose, but we really don't kill people unless we have to."
"I am immortal," the wizard laughed.
"No," Dresden countered. "You just hid your heart so well even death couldn't find it. But then you went and dug it out." He rapped his staff lightly on the floor, and one of the portraits began to glow faintly, as if illuminated by a light behind it. "Worse, you went and dug up the keys to open your little magical lockbox, the same keys where you trapped your death. You might not be a necromancer, but man," Dresden shook his head. "I've walked the edge, and I thought I was close, but you make it look like I was hiking fifty miles from the Damocles Doom."
"A feeble threat from a feeble pack of feeble old men."
"You've been out of the loop. They've got women and everything in the Council these days. Real modern of them."
"You don't have the keys, I stole them back from Dresden's home."
"You made the most basic of mistakes." Sophie came up behind Koschei, just close enough to purr against his ear with Ekaterina's Russian accent before she straightened up and abandoned the persona altogether. "You forgot the first rule of the grift: always keep your eyes on the mark." She moved to stand by Nate.
"You kept looking for heroes," the mastermind sipped at his cup, "because you're used to fighting heroes. But the one hero you found, you kinda. Well. Brought him on yourself." He saluted Fedorov with his cup before giving Koschei his attention once again. "But we're not heroes. We're conmen. And you just fell for the oldest con: the shell game. " He moved to his feet and reached into his pocket, pulling from it the plastic chess piece. "In a tower."
The frame of the portrait began to glow with its own light, as it had back in the vault of the MFA. There, among the gilt and the filigree in the ancient wood, Nate found the carving of the tower, pressed the chess piece against it, and was unsurprised at last to see it sink in seamlessly.
"In a box," Eliot said, reaching for the box of matches Harry had thrown at him so carelessly. It had a treasure chest painted on top, and it was still half-full of matches. The little drawing led the hitter to the right place on the frame.
"I stole those from you," Koschei sounded strangled.
"Did you?" Nate asked casually. "Because we had a set at the safehouse, a set at the pub -"
"A set in Lucille," Hardison pointed out.
"And in the u-Haul," Eliot added, stepping aside for Parker, who frowned minutely at the frame until she found the carving of a rabbit missing a foot, and grinned victoriously as she did magic all on her own. "Inside a rabbit."
Hardison came up behind her. "You look absolutely glorious doing magic," he murmured, blindly shoving the duck-shaped whistle at the frame.
She beamed at him. "I do magic all the time," she replied just as quietly. "Pay at- Hardison, pay attention!"
"Hardison!" Eliot hissed, forcing the hacker to actually focus.
"Alright, ok! Messing up my rhythm here," he grumbled. He was one of the few people present who could reach the top of the frame and return the duck to its graven, flying flock.
"You see, our consultant explained something to us called a Mirror-Mask. When you bind several items together to make it look like they're all the real thing." Nate looked pointedly around. "I think you might have heard of it. Of course you were going to try and steal the keys, that's just common sense. All we had to do was make you think you'd succeeded. Make it, ah," he glanced at Dresden, "believable."
"The real set was never together, not after the first time," Sophie told Koschei mildly. "The best way to keep a magical item from being tracked is to have it always on the move. Harry taught us that too." She grinned at him. "And your own magic to hide the items did the rest of the job." From her purse she pulled the egg, and pressed it lightly to the bottom of the frame.
The painted emerald brooch burst into radiant color, bright enough to dazzle everyone present for a moment. Sophie brought out the key and bit her lip. "Are you sure, Harry?"
"You won't damage it," the wizard assured her.
She lifted the key and put it lightly against the brooch. It sank into the light as if into a lock. The grifter tested it one way, then the other, and slid it around a quarter turn, then another, before pulling it out.
With it came a black velvet bag the size of a man's head, secured with a golden cord, weighted at the ends with cabochon diamonds, each as big as a quarter, one pure, one black. Eliot caught the bag by the strings before it could drop from the key. "Heavy," he commented, his expression full of uncertain anticipation.
Sophie reached for the bag, hesitated, reached again and then took a full step back. "Parker."
"Dresden," Nate added.
"Mister Act," Harry said at once.
"The hell d'yer want me for, wizard?" Classy exclaimed, caught completely by surprise.
"To find out if it's booby-trapped," the wizard replied evenly.
"… Oh."
The bag was set on a small lacquered table, and all three bend down to stare curiously at it. Classy sniffed it lightly. "Dust. Time. Magic. No poison, no bugs, nothin' that bites or stings." He leaned even closer and licked the black velvet, then spat off to one side. "Night's breath and rowan ash. Their power's wore off with time, 's nothing but crap tea and soot."
"No hexes, no curses," Harry agreed. At Classy's dictum he gingerly laid a gentle hand on the velvet, then pulled it back, wriggling his fingers.
"Don't trust me, wizard?" Classy challenged.
"I do," Dresden replied evenly, then shrugged in the direction of the bar. "But I just spend a whole evening sneaking suppression potions into people's drinks. I made sure not to get you or your people, but you say rowan ash and I get paranoid."
The Dredger stared at him open-mouthed before he started cackling. "The Witchwell. That's how you made it work."
Parker ran her hands smoothly over the rich velvet. "There's nothing here but the one thing." She untied the cord and reached in.
The jewel filled both her hands. The emerald was immense, the same vitriolic green of its owner's eyes, flawless, shaped into an oval and set into a frame of platinum that made one dizzy if stared at for too long. Parker turned it this way and that, held it up to the light. Behind her, Sophie breathed out in disbelief. The thief suddenly shuddered and put it down abruptly. "It's wriggling," she declared tightly.
Sophie put her fingertips to it. "The Emerald Heart of Koschei the Deathless," she murmured. She could just feel the faint tremors of a heartbeat against her skin. "It's real."
"And untouchable," Koschei told them smugly. "Go on. Ask mister Stone to break it. Ask Grandmother to grind it up in her mortar. Ask. You do not have the final key, you did not find it, did you. You cannot touch me."
"We did not find it," Nate admitted readily. "We're just conmen. But you brought a hero into the mix," he told the Russian wizard mildly. "And he did find it, rattling around inside a chicken bone. Or what, did you think when you stole it, that we somehow miraculously found another chicken bone with a needle in it?" The mastermind's tone suddenly went to lethal ice. "Dresden."
Without hesitation, Harry pulled off the pin secured to the top of his shirt and flicked off the little mirror shard at the top.
"You cannot kill me." Koschei's panicked voice was a wheeze. "Your Council will murder you for it."
Dresden seemed to consider that. "True. Hey, Fedorov -"
"Wait!" Koschei shrieked. "What do you want, you must want something, everyone wants something. There is always something!"
"There is," Nate agreed, and gestured to the painting. "Tonight you were going to lock Grandmother in there with your heart, and finally do what you couldn't pull off all those centuries ago. You'd taken all the tools she uses for her magic, the mortar, the pestle, the shawl - left her her house, though, that's nice of you." He nodded at the alkonost who curtsied gracefully back. "You were going to lock her in there, and let the curse on the heart do what it was always meant to do. Sell the painting and wash your hands of her fate while you stole her power. So, instead, you're going to step in that cage. We're going to throw your heart in with you and we're going to lock the door. And then that lovely lady over there," he pointed at Jessamine, "is going to take you back to her museum. And if you're lucky, by the time you get out, your heart will have left you enough magic to fill up a thimble." He leaned back, once again the harmless, slightly rumpled, friendly man he could pretend to be so flawlessly. "But you'll be alive, though."
"There must be something you want," Koschei croaked, his eyes gone to rolling green pebbles in his corpse-white face.
"Probably lots of things," Nate admitted. "But I know the difference between what I want and what I need. And since we dosed you with a full suppression potion before we started this conversation, I don't think you're in any shape to offer me either."
FORTY ONE
The Dredgers boxed up the portrait after Dresden pulled the keys back out, and Eliot and Parker carried it out for Jess. The hitter excused himself discreetly, and both young women stared uncomfortably at anything but one another in the dark next to the u-Haul van.
"So you're a thief?"
"Sort of."
"Were you gonna - 'cuz I mean. I never got that vibe from you, that you were using me to steal from me."
"No!" Parker exclaimed. "No, I was, I wanted to work with you, 'cuz it was fun, and you were fun, and we could make plans, and then take 'em apart, and that was so much fun and that's what you're supposed to do with friends, have fun, except now I ruined everything and, and-"
"Alright!" Jess threw her hands out to try and stave off the deluge. She chewed angrily on her lip. "You don't have a lot of friends, do you."
Parker shrugged. "You just met them all but one."
"Oh my gosh," Jess tugged on her curling hair. "I mean, I'm not saying it wasn't fun, but you lied to me. Like, big lies! Important lies!"
"I know. I just… You wouldn't have wanted to make friends with a thief."
"Well… No, I guess not."
"But it was fun?" Parker asked tentatively.
Jess, flustered, wriggled uncomfortably in place. "So what's your real name?"
"Parker."
"Parker what?"
"No, just Parker."
"Well, there goes your free membership," Jess told her sternly.
"Ok, that's fair," the thief agreed, crestfallen.
The silence lingered and grew.
"So you're an art thief."
"Thief-thief, mostly."
"You wouldn't happen to know, you know. The Dutch Gallery."
"I know who did it, but they don't have them anymore, they sold them."
Jess let out an irate little squeal, stomping a foot. "I don't suppose that you'd want to. Do like a. Counter… heist?"
Parker's glum expression shattered under a burst of sunny, delighted surprise. "Would I ever."
"Well, good!" Jess nodded stoutly, then offered a hand. "Hello. I'm Jessamine Lochlin, and I've got a proposition for you."
Parker reached out to shake the young curator's hand. "Hi. I'm Parker, and I'm all ears."
FORTY TWO
"Wizard."
I turned to find myself nose to chest with Stone. "Oh, good," I said in a tone that implied the golem's presence was anything but.
"We made a bargain, you and I, back at the boat-house. That the building is no longer there is not a valid excuse to welsh on it."
"I'm not welshing on it. I'm just not keeping up all that well with local events. The boat-house's gone?"
"You tore multiple holes into the building and then called up a tidal wave, wizard," Stone gave me a look as deadpan as his tone. "What did you expect would happen to it?"
I shrugged. I hadn't exactly been planning ahead beyond getting rid of the zmei. "Come with me. Hey, Ford, a word?"
The mastermind turned to look at me, then up at the golem. "I don't know that I have the energy to deal with your friends tonight, Dresden," he declared wearily.
"Well, you're in luck because this one actually is a friend. Did Eliot and Hardison ever talk to you about the moonlighting I did with them?"
"Yes, briefly. But they also mentioned it was not likely to happen again once you go home."
"To you, no. You're human. But it occurs to me, what if you had a group of non-humans doing what you do?"
Ford opened his mouth. He said nothing, closed it. Looked up at Stone.
"I don't follow," the golem admitted.
"Ford and his people run a small operation. Very neat, very tidy, very challenging," I explained, hoping the mastermind would catch the emphasis on the last word.
"We help people," Ford jumped in. "We help people who have lost the war. We come into a situation when the odds are entirely against us. When our customers have had hope and spirit crushed out of them by companies, by governments, by forces that seem too big, to powerful for any one person to challenge, let alone defeat. Our monsters aren't solid," he gestured at the painting, "but they are real. And so are the challenges."
The golem looked most definitely intrigued. "I don't see how this applies to me. Are you offering me a job?"
"Not exactly," Ford demurred. "You see, while we were working on Grandmother's case, a couple of people approached us. One was a seal-woman."
"Looking for her skin?"
"Looking for her fourteen-year-old daughter's skin."
The golem straightened up sharply. "Was it found?"
I liked him for asking that question. Never mind what he might say about ethics or morals, Stone still had, somewhere under the granite exterior, an awareness of right and wrong.
"We did, and we also managed to sneak in some information to the authorities that won't compromise any other potential seal-women out there, but that will make the lives of the men involved very, very difficult." Nate gestured. "Abstract enemy. Lost fight. We still pulled a win. But… they aren't going to come to us anymore."
"You're human," the golem said thoughtfully.
"You aren't," the mastermind pointed out. "We could, in theory, provide you with the infrastructure, with training, with advice come from our experience fighting these fights. While you, and your team, can reach out to Boston's supernatural community in a way we can't. You can provide them with the… leverage they lack."
Stone was silent a long, long time, looking deeply thoughtful. "I have no team. I would not involve my security people in this matter. They are good at what they do, but that is very much all they are good at."
"Can I make a suggestion about that?" I raised my hand.
"This was your idea and your bargain, wizard. Suggest."
"Nick!"
The shark, who'd been demolishing what was left of the buffet, came trotting over. "Wizard! Tell me you have more fights to offer. This has been the best night since I came to your world."
"No," Stone said stiffly.
"Uh, well, you know," Ford spoke before I could. "Nick's the one who sniffed out Dresden for the seal-woman. He's been nothing but good about following directions tonight, on nearly no notice. And you know he'll never be afraid to call you out if he thinks you're going about a job the wrong way." His eyes strayed to Sophie. "Personal experience talking here, that is incredibly important to the job."
Stone looked down at the niuhi, frowning. Nick beamed up at him, then at me. "Lots of seal-women out there who need help, Nick," I told him casually. "Lots of other people, too, and no one's helping them."
The shark snorted. "You think I could help anyone, wizard? Biting makes as many problems as it solves!"
"Untrue," Stone said. "Biting can absolutely solve many problems without creating more, as long as they are the right problems."
"I'm not very good at telling the difference."
The golem sighed. "I am." He faced Ford. "Perhaps we should speak after all, you and the shark and I."
The three of them walked away and I breathed a sigh of relief. Was the night over yet? I wanted nothing more than a blessedly hot shower, a fresh change of clothes, and a bed, any bed. Maybe just a couch. A sleeping bag. Or a couple of blank-
"You got somethin' of mine, wizard."
I turned. Classy had approached me alone, and I knew his people well enough to recognize the respect and deference he was showing me. Unfortunately, that didn't help me understand what he was saying, and I stared at him with what I knew was a blank, dumb expression on my face. "I do?"
The Dredger stopped playing with the thin silver chain he'd loaned Ford to contain Koschei. It looked like nothing but a silvery piece of jewelry in his hands. He cocked a brow at me. "Ford said you had it."
"He did?"
Classy peered curiously at my face, and broke into low snickers. "Long night, wizard?"
I could only groan in reply. "I feel like I've been put through a wringer and run over a few miles of bad road until all the soft bits are raw -" It hit me then, with the unpleasant mental image. "Oh, I do have something of yours!"
"There you are, found the one thinky bit ain't fallin' down tired," the Dredger cheered me on as I groped around inside my trenchcoat.
"You guys coming out alright out of this one?"
"Well enough." He shrugged, then pointed to where Sophie was having an animated conversation with his people. "Learning about this thing called a Zanzibar market. Humans are fuckin' brilliant, wizard. You think you got one up on them and they're a fucking dozen steps ahead already. Ah, there's my beauty."
I handed over the Burning Witchwell. "You know the thing's nearly empty, right?"
"I know. Blackbird promised he'd empty it for us, lying crow's arsehole. Ain't in the business of killing me own fuckin' customers, wizard. The Witchwell's what I want, not the poison innit."
"Well, hell, if that's all you want I can empty it for you."
"Right?" The Dredger brightened up. "What's yer fee?"
"You know the Bag of Winds Ying Ying Amarin wanted?"
He grinned and winked at me. "You want a stitch or three should come loose on it?"
"That sounds perfect, unless it's gonna get you in trouble."
He cackled. "Caveat emptor, wizard. We're Dredgers. We find what's not to be found. We get into places and things we don't got no business puttin' our hands an' our mouths an' our teeth on. Ain't no one better'n us at what we do. You do business with us at your own risk an' peril." He gave me a yellow-toothed grin and offered me a hand to shake.
I took it without hesitation. "You mind if I do it tomorrow after I get enough sleep to maybe not kill myself and everyone else around?"
He laughed merrily and walked away.
FORTY THREE
The morning of the day after the party broke sunny, warm and beautiful, the sort that promised a hot, breezy summer noon, a perfect day to head down to the beach. Boston stirred under the clattering of the T and the scent of hundreds of little coffee shops, and the tidal wave was no longer the biggest bit of news.
Nate and Hardison met Stone on the steps of the Back Bay Station. Hardison handed the golem the spider's phone. Stone, once again dressed impeccably in a custom-tailored turtleneck and dress slacks, took it with care and tapped his thumb lightly on it. His surprise when the screen actually lit up was very obvious. "I was unaware such a thing was possible," he admitted. "You're giving me a very rare treasure, mister Hardison."
"You're gonna need it. At least until you can get a different setup. You can do tech and magic, you just gotta be willing to, you know. Compromise."
"You do understand this is temporary?" Nate told the golem. "We're not going to handhold you. You don't answer to us. We'll help you set up, but the job's yours, you and your people."
Stone seemed to think very carefully on his answer. "I have worked for someone or another for nearly all of my existence," he explained. "My security firm is the first attempt I have ever made at others working for me, and yet… it was still me, working for someone else. I think this opportunity you offer me, mister Ford - I think it is everything the wizard promised." He smiled thinly. "And I do have the shark to keep me honest."
Nate couldn't help but be a little amused at that. "In that case, here's something to remember today by." He handed over the plain plastic chess tower.
Stone stared at it, then pocketed it. "It will be kept safe as long as I can do such a thing."
Across the Concourse, Harry Dresden, professional wizard, was staring at the growing rivers of people coming and going, a trickle quickly turning into a flood. Boston was beautiful, alive, a city as worthy of attention and devotion as any other.
He couldn't wait to go home.
"Wizard," Classy's rough voice called out, and Harry turned. The Dredger, flanked by two of his people, came up to the wizard sedately, blinking a bit in the bright morning light. The wizard offered him the wrapped-up bundle of the Witchwell, sans duct-tape; Classy dug the small cylinder out and shook it. "Not a fuckin' drop. You do good work, wizard."
"Well, you know. When someone's not trying to kill me."
Classy chuckled. "All said, I'm glad this ain't your turf. Don't fancy the fight if we had to go up against you."
"Nicest thing anyone's said about me in a while," Harry assured the Dredger, and they shook hands. "Stay alive, mister Act."
"Same, mister Dresden. Safe travels and all that crap." The Dredgers turned and walked away, pausing briefly to nod politely at Sophie as they crossed paths.
The grifter was leading Parker and Eliot, and she hugged Harry without hesitation. "Oh, I feel like we ought to keep you here for a month, just to give all those bruises a chance to heal," she protested mildly.
"Believe me, I'm going home in one piece. That's more than I usually get," Harry assured her sheepishly.
"I really did mean it, you know. You were only supposed to be a consultant."
"I did consult," he replied with a lopsided grin. "This is the easiest consulting I've ever done. You told me everything I needed to know, you let me sleep, you fed me. Watered me. Watered me a lot." She had to grin at that. "Hot showers every day, dang. Doesn't get much better than that."
She pulled away, and Eliot offered his hand. "It's all the hot showers, huh?"
"I have no idea what your water heater's made of, but you should invest in the company."
Eliot, who wasn't about to tell Harry the water heaters at both the loft and the safehouse had been replaced three times, merely beamed at the wizard as they shook hands. "Sir."
"Sir."
"You're a good man, Harry. Violence doesn't make you a bad man." He shrugged a little. "It's just a thing we have to do sometimes. You're not responsible for other people's choices, no one is but them."
The wizard's grin stuttered. "You make it sound like it's easy."
"Hardest thing in the world, my man," the hitter admitted. "Because you gotta convince yourself of it every day, every time you get up and look in the mirror. Just remember: forehead to nose, not nose to nose."
"Elbow, not wrist," Harry repeated dutifully, his grin returning. "Or I just hit them with magic really, really hard."
Eliot laughed. "Or that." He bent down to ruffle Mouse's ears and ruff roughly, much to the young dog's delight, while Parker came to stand before Harry.
"Are you really going to be alright?"
"I mean, I'm probably gonna get some version of yelled at for not reporting the Blackbird thing," he admitted, punctiliously honest with her as he'd tried to be all along. "Are you? With Jess, I mean?"
"Oh, yeah, we're good. We're gonna be - we've got plans. We're good. Harry? Thank for you asking."
"Thank you for accepting me. Me, and what I am."
"But it's magic," she protested. "Who wouldn't?"
The wizard didn't say anything, he merely cut his gaze to one side. She turned and looked. "Oh. Right."
Nate and Hardison joined the little group, and the hacker offered his hand with a grin. "Mister Hacker," he said solemnly.
A snort of laughter burst out of Harry, and he offered his hand. "Mister Wizard," he replied.
"I am," Hardison agreed. "And you are. You know, I had the theory in my head, the thought that we were just two sides of the same coin. I'm glad I was right."
"I am super envious of everything you can accomplish," Dresden admitted readily. "Let's start there. But mostly I'm also so mad that we can't do more. If you ever figure out how we can work together without me frying all your equipment, I'll be the first one there."
"Holding you to that, Dresden."
"You bet."
Nate stared very levelly at the wizard. Harry stared just as levelly back.
"Walk with me, Dresden."
"My train -"
"- doesn't leave until Hardison lets it."
The two men walked across one edge of the Concourse, with the mastermind lost in thought. After a few moments, he reached into his jacket and offered Harry a plain white envelope. "Your pay. Plus incidentals, and so on."
"Jeez," Harry stared at the envelope, then pocketed it inside his duster. "Thank you."
Nate stopped and turned to face the wizard. "You did magic."
"I did."
The mastermind shook his head. "You know, after the MFA, Sophie was explaining it to me. She described it as being sheep in a pen facing a man with a shotgun."
"It's not… entirely wrong. But also not completely right."
"No?"
Dresden smiled thinly. "Sometimes the sheep have shotguns, too."
Nate made a faintly amused sound. "Sometimes the sheep hire a wizard."
"And now you know where ninety percent of my work comes from. Congratulations, another puzzle solved," Dresden teased.
"Yes, but -"
"But you don't like the shape of it?" The wizard shrugged. "Neither does most of the world. Give it time, Ford. In a few months you'll be looking for explanations, twisting your memories into things that fit your reality better. In a year you won't think twice about it."
"You make it sound so easy."
"That's because I've seen it happen most of my adult life, and all of my professional life."
Nate thought very carefully on that. "I don't like that. I don't like thinking that the only way this works is if I lie to myself. I'm not interested in being comfortable, or I wouldn't do what I do. I don't want, I don't need the world to be in order, Dresden. I need it to be fair."
"That's our job, not the world's," the wizard replied simply. "We make it fair."
Nate chewed on that. "So it is."
"Besides, I doubt Parker's gonna let you forget that magic's a thing that happens. And hell, there's Sophie right there with you, Ford. If you don't look at her and see what she does is magic, I'm not sure I can help you. I'm not sure anyone can."
That did make the mastermind grin, however crookedly. He turned and offered his hand. "Pleasure doing business with you, mister Dresden. Can I add your number to our Rolodex?"
Harry shook it amicably. "Absolutely. Unless it's Portland."
"Worse than Boston?" They started walking back to the team.
"You have no idea. Besides, you'd have local help there if you needed it."
"Another wizard?"
"No." Harry gestured vaguely, as if to organize his thoughts before he spoke. "Do you happen to know what a Grimm is?"
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Top Object Summit (TOS): a Tumblr Novel Object 'Show'
Day 1
On a lush, green plain where the warm sun glows, were some objects having their fun and relaxation. The time at the plain took a break when they found a cold and tall mountain up on the horizon. They made their way towards the mountain, out of the warmth they're used to live on.
The cold snow made a crunch everytime a foot stepped on it. There were conifer trees topped with more snow, and the mountain was still far away.
The trees were cleared out and they've reached a field of white, when they've heard a voice.
"Look who's there! Are you climbing up the mountain?"
The looked around and there was a snowman made of two snowballs, a big one for the body and small one for the head, eyes, nose, a mouth and buttons made of coal, arms made of twigs, and a dashing black top hat resting comfortably on its head.
"I'm sure you are." Says the snowman. "I'm Chilly."
"Gosh. Need a blanket?" Tape laughed with a humour that clings on to her like her sticky tape.
"Aw, don't be silly. My name is Chilly. And if you're climbing up this mountain, may it be yours!"
Who do we have here? 22 objects on their way to the top?
Birthday Card
A yellow birthday card. Birthday Card is full of excitement and always look forward for the next birthday, including hers. She would die if she's ripped into two.
Buoy
A red floating buoy. Buoy ensures the safety of anyone and keeps a good eye out for his team.
Cash Register
A cash register with buttons and a drawer. He has left his cash out of his drawer inside him when he had gone out on his journey up the mountain.
Dime
A white coin. She is nothing related to Nickel, or Coiny, or Penny. Dime has gone around looking for an object show that looks forward to have her in, and there she is. Sometimes she treats the objects as objects instead of characters.
Encyclopedia
A blue book. He just knows everything because his everything is inside him.
Ice Cream
A blue cup of vanilla ice cream. Ice Cream cares for his teammates when they have trouble or they're feeling down. The cold would save him from melting, so his only death threat is if his ice cream falls out of his cup.
Jelly
A jar of grape jam. She isn't too careful with her surroundings. Jelly would die if she shatters.
Jotter Book
A teal (jotter) book. He reflects what he has done and writes them in the pages inside him.
Lamp
A purple table lamp. Lamp is usually wide awake because each half of her takes turns to sleep.
Lapis
A neatly-cut piece of lapis lazuli. One of Ruby's 35 sisters.
Magnifying Glass
A magnifying glass. Inquisitive, Magnifying Glass always asks questions wherever she goes.
Microwave
A white microwave with buttons and a digital face. Microwave is glad to be someone useful and always care for others. His inside heats up when doing strenuous exercise. He would die if he blows up.
Nine of Hearts
A 9 of hearts playing card. She can do magic with her hands which other objects couldn't do. She is not related to Ace from PPT2.
Nut
An iron hex-nut. Nut may be small but he's a strong fellow, with arms (and his own body) of steel.
Orange Pop
A bottle of orange soda. He doesn't really care about anyone else. If he gets mad, the soda in him bubbles more and more. And just like Jelly, he would die if he shatters.
Potato
A brown potato. Potato is a klutz and doesn't know what he sees. He would die if he's mashed, chopped into two, or blown up.
Reflector
A yellow sign board. Whatever light that comes to her, Reflector brings up with the best ideas for the team.
Skiffle Board
A brown and blue washboard. Skiffle Board grew up out in the outback and made melodius tunes with a country band of other instruments.
Sugar Cube
A small, white sugar cube. She's cute being itty-bitty but also pretty sensitive. She would die if she was melted or smashed.
Tape
A yellow tape dispenser. Tape is just full of sticky jokes.
Yo-yo
A yellow and green yo-yo. Yo-yo is self-cenetred and thinks he's cool. He may be self-centered but he also cares for a people he's close to.
Zipper
A red zipper. Objects can enter him but they wouldn't know where he'll take them.
"That one object who gets to
Top Object Summit
first, wins this mountain. However, like I said, only one gets to have it."
Magnifying Glass, full of curiosity, came forward and approached Chilly.
"Why only one of us? How will it be decided?"
"How will it be decided?" Responded Chilly. "You'll see."
Chilly went off and returned with feeders for each contestant hanging on his twig arms. The feeders have sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds and peanuts stuck on them.
"The first few challenges are team games."
"These feeders will decide the teams. Hang them in the woods and it will attract either a bird or squirrel. So everyone, take one from my twig arms!"
Everyone took a feeder, hurried into the woods and hung them on branches of the conifer trees.
Dime's feeder fell off the tree and onto her face. A moment later, a bluejay went hopping and fluttering around her face.
"Ow- ouch! Ah! STOP!"
At another part of the forest, Orange Pop waited for something to nibble on the seeds. A squirrel popped out of a hole in the tree. Another came out, then another, and then another. When the feeder went empty, the squirrels jumped onto Orange Pop's bottle cap.
"GAAAAAH!!"
Orange Pop ran out of the forest and back onto the snowy field where Chilly laid two carpets on the snow.
"If you got a squirrel on your feeder, get on the green carpet. And get on the blue carpet if you got a bird."
Soon, the carpets were almost full.
Sugar Cube came in with a squirrel taking a nap on her head.
Magnifying Glass arrived with a red-chested robin perched on her hand.
Jelly was the last to arrive, sorting everyone into two sides.
"Is everyone here?" Asked Chilly.
"Great. The ones' feeders which attracted a squirrel and are now standing on this green carpet, welcome to
The Land Team."
"And for those's feeders which lured a bird and are standing on the blue carpet, you are on
The Sky Team."
The list of the teams:
The Land Team
Birthday Card
Buoy
Cash Register
Encyclopedia
Lapis
Nut
Orange Pop
Potato
Reflector
Sugar Cube
Yo-yo
The Sky Team
Dime
Ice Cream
Jelly
Lamp
Magnifying Glass
Microwave
Nine of Hearts
Skiffle Board
Tape
Zipper
Each team has 11 members each.
"You can all go up the mountain now." continued Chilly. "I've set up two campsites for each team."
They all began walking up a steady slope up the mountain.
Later at night, the objects got to the campsite. They tucked into the sleeping bags around a campfire for each team.
"Goodnight Yo-yo." Began Reflector.
Yo-yo responded. "Nighty-night."
"Goodnight Lapis, goodnight Sugar Cube."
Lapis hugged Sugar Cube to keep her much warmer in the cold.
"Goodnight Tape." Whispered Magnifying Glass.
And Tape replied. "Goodnight. Catch 'ya tomorrow."
The objects fell asleep, the fires glowed and crackled, the cold wind blew, and a day is coming to an end.
The first team challenge will be on day 2.
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LZZY HALE: 'If It Weren't For SKID ROW In My Bones, I Would Not Be The Rocker I Am Today'
HALESTORM's Lzzy Hale says that "there will be blood left on the stage" after she performs with SKID ROW later this spring.
The 40-year-old singer, who has fronted her band HALESTORM for more than two and a half decades, will handle the vocal duties for SKID ROW for four shows only after the group's fourth frontman since Sebastian Bach's departure — "Swedish Idol" contestant Erik Grönwall — quit the band to focus on his health.
Earlier today (Friday, March 29),Lzzy shared an admat for her four appearances with SKID ROW and she wrote in an accompanying message: "This is totally wild! I can't believe my VHS audition tape finally made it in the mail! (I kid, I kid)
"I started listening SKID ROW when I was a teenager growing up on the east coast in central Pennsylvania. They were one of the only bands at that time that truly bridged the gap for my love of 80s big choruses and riffs, but had the same poignant dirt and grime that was seeping into the cracks of my mind during the 90s. By the early 00s HALESTORM was well coming into its own, inspired by these powerful songs that helped me unlock a door within myself as a young musician. I can say without a second thought that if it weren't for SKID ROW in my bones, I would not be the rocker I am today.
"And this summer, my world turns full circle. Because not only am I able to share the stage as acting front person for this integral band, but even more importantly, I get to call these boys my chosen family. No matter how much we both tour, or how much time has gone by…we light up when we see each other. They have seen me through my rollercoaster ride of ups and downs, all while cheering me on. Time, space, history, age…are all relative, irrelevant and elastic cuz we are all just astronauts cut from the same cloth, worshipping the same magic that is this music. I'm so grateful for their support of me in my career, and as a fellow human.
"Love you guys! There will be blood left on the stage!"
In the comments section below Lzzy's post, SKID ROW bassist Rachel Bolan wrote, "Sister from another mister", while SKID ROW guitarist Scotti Hill added, "This is going to be so much fun!"
SKID ROW shows with Lzzy Hale on vocals:
May 17 - Walker’s Bluff Casino Resort – Carterville, IL
May 18 - Riverside Casino & Golf Resort – Riverside, IA
May 31 - Nugget Casino Resort – Sparks, NV
June 01 - Hard Rock Live Sacramento – Wheatland, CA
HALESTORM covered SKID ROW's "Slave To The Grind" for the 2011 EP "ReAniMate: The CoVeRs eP". The band has also performed the track live, as can be seen in the video below.
Grönwall, who was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia in March 2021, is immunocompromised, which made touring difficult.
"I'm getting stronger and healthier every day but after consulting my doctor I need to allow myself more time to recover, which I can't do as the lead singer of SKID ROW," he said in a statement. "That's why I have reached the tough decision to move on."
The SKID ROW members said in a statement that they are "proud of what they have created and accomplished with Erik over the past two years" and "wish nothing but the best to him and his health. To celebrate the last two years, the band will be releasing a live album that perfectly captures this moment of time in the band's 35-plus-year history, to be announced soon."
In September 2021, just four months before he joined SKID ROW, Grönwall released his new cover version of "18 And Life" via all streaming platforms.
In late March 2022, SKID ROW released its first single with Grönwall, "The Gang's All Here". The song is the title track of the band's latest album, which arrived in October 2022 via earMUSIC.
SKID ROW played its first show with Grönwall on March 26, 2022 at Zappos Theater at Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada as the support act on the rescheduled dates for SCORPIONS' "Sin City Nights" residency.
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if this is too personal, skip it, but; from where do you get the inspiration for your body mods, and the dedication to commit to them? :0
( i ask as a veeeeerrry fickle person who can't keep anything about herself consistent for over a year. i've had to have my ears pierced thrice because i keep losing interest in earrings! )
I don't know. There just are some body mods I've wanted as long as I can remember, and now being in my mid 30s, knowing I still want them, I figure it's safe enough to get them.
I've wanted a septum ring for, like, two decades or something. It's an aesthetic I've always liked, although my parents didn't let me when I still lived at home. (and once I moved out I kept chickening out. My parents' opinion on body mods nowdays is "it's your body, we don't own you") Whenever I made WoW characters where septum piercings were an option, I always took it. Etc. I also have several friends with septum rings too, who helpfully let me know what it would be like to have one. Took me making a pact with one of my body mod enthusiast friends to finally drag me to get it done, twenty years later, haha!
Tattoos same thing, though less specific. Always wanted tattoos, just took me a lot longer to decide on what or where. When I first asked my mom about getting a tattoo as a teenager, she warned me about its permanence, and said if I wanted a picture, I should tape it somewhere I could see it at all times, and if I still felt I needed that picture one year later without getting tired of it, I could get the tattoo. I never found a design I'd like long enough. It was great way to turn me away from logos and other franchise memorabilia too. Dodged that bullet!
The first tattoo I got was after my first ever cat died, and I wanted a memory of her. I also wanted the tattoo to have some me in it as well, so I designed an ink splatter (for art has always been part of me) with cat paw prints over it, one in ink, the other an absense of color. I was 29 when I took it, I knew I could never hate the best cat to ever exist in my life.
The second tattoo I took was on my chest. I was 32, had loved dinosaurs since way before even elementary school, and if I still hadn't fallen out of love for dinosaurs in all this time, I think it's a relatively safe bet. Though I did exaggerate its design, with things like a flowing tail mane in absurd proportions, so that if/when science marches on, it can be a magic fantasy unicorn version of a dinosaur instead of a scientifically accurate one, to keep it safe. I also wanted flowers around it, and to make it mean something, I asked my mom to pick her favourite flowers, and gave the list to the tattoo artist to design. (my prompt was literally "horse girl's dream tattoo: late Cretaceous edition")
The third tattoo I took, last week, I was 35. Cats have been very important to me since I was a kid, so it's for the cats I've had in my life. It's also for my love for cats in general, it's for the cat(s) I hope to have in the future, and it's also a personal pagan thing, as a flavour. I drew the cat design a full year and half ago, and I still like it, so it passed my mom's tattoo test from decades ago. Also, since I already have my mom represented by plants of her choosing over my heart, I wanted to have something from my dad on my drawing hand, which is where the lingonberry comes from.
I love nature, always had, and my heart belongs to the forests outdoors. The plant patterns give me life. Now I get to carry them on me as well. They don't have to be perfect, as neither am I, but I am extremely picky about the tattoo artists I choose to do my inks, and both times I've been satisfied.
I have no desire for further piercings. While I do like the aesthetics of ear piercings, they aren't something I wish for my own flesh vessel. (I have, since I was a teen, sometimes toyed with the idea of having my ears made pointy, but at this point in life, I don't really want to go through the healing process. As tempting as the uncanny valley effect is, just don't think I will.)
I have plans mapped out for further tattoos, but no worthy subjects yet. The bracelet on my right wrist will someday extent over the back of the hand. My left shoulder will some day have ink (might ask fir my brother's fave plants), but I'm not yet at a point where I want to disturb the chest tattoo's lily-of-the-valleys. I want a half sleeve covering my left forearm (that's gonna cost a fortune, though). Possibly an ankle bracelet on my left leg. I'll need to find designs I can tolerate having as markings first, though.
I don't know. I have moles that are part of me, few scars, and vitiligo. I like those just fine, and I didn't get to choose them. All scars are stories after all. The ink markings are mine because I chose them, and I have reasons for all of them. They are memories, they are feelings. In a way they are love too. AND they look dang awesome, I still haven't stopped staring at the lingonberry leaves, the artist did such a great job!!
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My reading list for 2023. * means at least one queer character. GN means Graphic Novel. I think my top three were Welcome to the Monkey House which was short stories by Kurt Vonnegut, Bones Beneath My Skin because TJ Klune writes so gorgeously, and The Skull by Jon Klassen just because it was slightly unhinged and I love kids books like that. Also 7 (7! Like holy cow) were kink novels by my writer friend that I am an arc reader for that were just absolutely perfect.
1. Everleigh’s Ring *
2. Malibu rising *
3. Legends and lattes *
4. One true loves
5. Meet Me By The Fountain
6. An unexpected kind of love*
7. I Exaggerate my brushes with fame
8. Carrie Soto is back
9. Check please books 1 and 2*(GN)
10. The reservoir
11. Teen titans: beast boy (GN)
12. Teen titans: beast boy loves raven (GN)
13. Everything is beautiful and I am not afraid *(GN)
14. Quiet girl in a noisy world(GN)
15. Everything is ok (GN)
16. Ashes(GN)
17. New Kid (GN)
18. Best short stories 2022
19. Mazebook (GN)
20. House of many ways
21. Castle in the air
22. Not If I Save You First
23. Heartbreak Hockey*
24. Lessons
25. Wild Akers *
26. Wild ash *
27. Teen titans: Robin GN
28. My aunt is a monster GN
29. Welcome to the monkey house
30. Rosalin Palmer Takes the Cake *
31. Cats cafe GN
32. Belle of the ball GN *
33. Other Boys GN*
34. Murder most actual *
35. The greatest thing *
36. Gender queer *
37. The tea dragon society GN*
38. The tea dragon festival GN *
39. Hungry Ghost GN
40. The Tea Dragon Tapestry GN*
41. A first time for everything GN
42. The best we could do GN
43. In limbo GN
44. Squire and Knight GN
45. Why Didn’t You Tell Me
46. Snapdragon GN *
47. Anya’s Ghost GN
48. Sensory life on the spectrum GN*
49. The girl and the glim GN
50. Why are you like this GN
51. The Dragon Warlord *
52. Always Never GN
53. In the lives of puppets *
54. Chefs Kiss GN *
55. Moonstruck vol 1 GN *
56. Moonstruck vol 2 GN *
57. Moonstruck vol 3 GN *
58. You Better Be Lightning (poetry)*
59. The Bones Beneath My Skin *
60. Avant Guards vol 1 GN*
61. The language of seabirds*
62. The fiancée farce *
63. Wintering the power of rest and retreat in difficult times
64. Avant Guards vol 2 GN*
65. Avant Guards vol 3 GN*
66. The electricity of every living thing
67. Aquicorn cove GN*
68. Days at the Morisaki Bookshop
69. Nice and accurate good omens tv companion *
70. The Waste Land (ts Elliot)
71. Dodger
72. Unmasking Autism *
73. Brothers of reckoning *
74. Demon Copperhead *
75. Things in the basement GN
76. Paris Dalliencourt is about to crumble *
77. Dr. Who Pest Control
78. Dr. Who The Forever Trap
79. Dr. Who Feast Of The Drowned
80. The skull Jon Klassan
81. The rock from the sky
82. The personality brokers
83. Dr. Who The Resurrection Casket
84. Light carries on* GN
85. Northranger * GN
86. Basil and Oregano * GN
87. Keeping two GN
88. The magic fish * GN
89. Good omens *
90. Dr. Who the last dodo
91. Dr. Who the stone rose
92. Fangirl vol 2 GN
93. Fangirl vol 3 GN
94. My happy marriage Vol 1 GN
95. My happy marriage Vol 2 GN
96. My happy marriage Vol 3 GN
97. Faint of Heart GN
98. Us *GN
99. Four Color Heroes *GN
100. Merry-go-round * GN
101. Hedra GN
102. But you have friends GN
103. Bear otter and the kid *
104. Queer: a graphic history*
105. The Ojja Wojja *GN
106. Across a field of starlight *GN
107. The moth keeper * GN
108. Going remote a teachers journey GN
109. Hot dog (Caldecott winner 2023)
110. Boom box mix tape
111. Haruki murakami’s manga stories
112. Princess princess ever after *
113. All systems red -murderbot
114. The Infinity Particle
115. Famous in a small town
116. Starborn Husbands *
117. Artie and the wolf moon *
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Jacob 2-2-Fantasiarexia 02:16
Carling Ruse-Be There 06:35
Akira Kosemura-Forest In The Morning 09:46
Stag Hare-Born Into Magic 13:17
Freescha-Every Shiney Night 20:41
Aosoon-Ghost 24:18
Neon Indian-Era Extraña 28:01
Gayngs-By your side 30:16
Claude Larson-Growth Stratum 2 36:21
Teebs-Personal Winter 37:41
Bearhead Tape Sounds-Appear Peering A Pier 38:43
Kosmischer Läufer-Sandtrommel 41:24
Bearhead Tape Sounds-Stay 47:10
Motionfield-Northern sky 51:11
Brian Eno-Bone Jump 55:43
Mieksneak-2MGX3AM 57:46
Matthewdavid-The dublab Decade Proton Drive Theme Song 1:00:09
Black Moth Super Rainbow-Hidamari (Shugo Tokumaru Cover) 1:01:35
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Little People-Unsaid 1:07:21
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Fatima Al Qadiri-Hip Hop Spa 1:16:44
Air-The Word Hurricane 1:20:32
Balam Acab-Apart 1:21:15
Thrupence-White Kite 1:23:44
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478. 93 things about 1993, part 4
(part 3)
(source)
18. ValuJet flies for the first time (October 26)
ValuJet's first flight was from Atlanta to Tampa on October 26, 1993. By 1994, the planes with their silly mascot on them had made 15 emergency landings! 1 On June 8, 1995 one of their ancient planes had an engine fire on the tarmac in Atlanta.
We all know what happened to ValuJet just 2 1/2 years later.
19. Kenneth Junior French kills 4 because of "gays in the military". (August 7th)
He got four life terms + an extra 35 years tacked onto his sentence.
Newsweek, February 8, 1993
20. Socks Mania
People went absolutely feral over Bill Clinton's cat, Socks. There was merch:
Such as this Socks cat food container (eBay seller passalong)
This Socks watch that I still remember seeing at my local Kmart in 1996. Yes, the battery was dead. (eBay seller ha-340226)
This socks doll I also remember seeing at Kmart on a family vacation in Ohio that I desperately wanted. (eBay seller 13navybeans)
I don't have the date on it, but here is a clip of kids petting Socks at Christmas.
21. Julia Roberts and Lyle Lovett get married (June)
When Roberts returned to the set of The Pelican Brief following her wedding, the cast and crew (including co-star Denzel Washington) threw her a party in which they all wore shirts that read: "He���s A Lovely Boy … But You Really Must Do Something About His Hair" on the back. 2
They only lasted til 1995, but they were cute together.
22. Base Closings (March)
Growing up, I thought this was the first time bases closed in the U.S., ever. No, a whole bunch closed just a couple of years prior!
(source)
23. Florida tourists killed
The state government ordered that all company logos be removed from rental cars, and it abolished special license tags for such vehicles. Rental car agencies now give customers detailed safety brochures in English, Spanish, German and other languages, and they play tape recordings with similar messages over the public address systems in their rental offices every five minutes. 3
There was even a bit in the SNL episode (hosted by Shannen Doherty) where Phil Hartman played Disney's Michael Eisner, alerting tourists that you'll won't get murdered in northern Florida where Disney is:
Hi, I’m Michael Eisner, speaking to you from the Magic Kingdom here in Orlando. You know, for the last few months, Florida has been victim to a terrible tragedy: the horrific murder of nine foreign tourists in Southern Florida. We here in Northern Florida express our sympathies.. to the families of those murdered hundreds of miles away.. in Miami, the capitol of Southern Florida.
8 tourists were killed in 1993. 4
24. Miller Clear
Faced with lackluster sales, the Miller Brewing Company has ended its market test of Miller Clear, the brewing industry's first clear beer. "We're not manufacturing it any longer for the near term," Eric Kraus, a spokesman for the Milwaukee-based brewer, said on Tuesday. "We had a tremendous initial trial, but repeat business was not necessarily as good." The beer that has been made will be sold, but no more will be brewed, Mr. Kraus said. In April, Miller began test-marketing its clear beer in Richmond, Minneapolis and Austin, Tex. 4
(there's some more about it on Weird Universe)
25. Tonya Harding's dress pops (January)
Earlier this year, a snap on her costume broke at the United States championships. At the 1992 Olympic trials, her blades were mounted slightly out of position, leaving her stranded with a broken axel. Skate problems also delayed her arrival at the 1992 Winter Games in Albertville, France, where she finished a disappointing fourth. By 1993, fourth was the best she could do at the United States championships. 5
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“ValuJet - Airlinefiles.” n.d. Accessed October 13, 2023. https://airlinefiles.com/valujet?showall=1.
“TBT: Lyle Lovett and Julia Roberts Got Married After Dating for Just a Few Weeks.” n.d. InStyle. Accessed October 14, 2023. https://www.instyle.com/news/tbt-julia-roberts-lyle-lovett-relationship.
Rohter, Larry. “Tourist Is Killed in Florida Despite Taking Precautions.” The New York Times, September 9, 1993, sec. U.S. https://www.nytimes.com/1993/09/09/us/tourist-is-killed-in-florida-despite-taking-precautions.html.
Clary, Mike. “Woman Confesses to Killing German Tourist, Police Say : Crime: She Reports Being Angered When the Couple Targeted for Robbery Would Not Stop Their Rental Car. A Third Suspect Is Held.” Los Angeles Times. September 11, 1993. https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-1993-09-11-mn-34072-story.html.
Longman, Jere. “FIGURE SKATING; For Harding, Not All Sequins and Music.” The New York Times, October 26, 1993, sec. Sports. https://www.nytimes.com/1993/10/26/sports/figure-skating-for-harding-not-all-sequins-and-music.html. https://archive.ph/G5T63
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Picktober Week Four Masterlist
[Prompts] [Full Masterlist]
—tober: ☁️ =fluff 🔥=kink/smut 🍁=fall 👻=spook 🎨=art 🌷=spring
Thank you to everyone who has participated in Picktober. I hope you enjoyed it! I definitely had a lot of fun seeing so much creativity in the fandom and for so many different books!
If I did not reblog your post or if I missed it on the masterlist, please message me and I will remedy it! Thank you for your patience and understanding this past week with Tumblr tags not working well.
⟢Blades of Light and Shadow:⟢
Threep Pompedorfin Art submitted by @storyofmychoices👻 🎨
⟢The Elementalists:⟢
The Haunted Halloween Predictions (Ch3) - A TE Halloween mini-series [Beckett x F!MC] by @sunnyshiftyy
⟢Immortal Desires:⟢
At Dawn, A New Horizon [M!Cas x NB!MC] by @aallotarenunelma ☁️ 🍁
Hunger Pangs [M!Cas x NB!MC] by @aallotarenunelma 🍁
⟢Laws of Attraction:⟢
Love Letters: Part 1 [Gabe x F!MC] by @gabe-ricci-simp
⟢Mother of the Year:⟢
Services Rendered [Levi x F!MC] by @storyofmychoices 🔥 [18+ only]
⟢Open Heart:⟢
A Modern Fairy Tale [Sienna x M!OC] by @liaromancewriter ☁️ 🌷
Bats, Leaves And The Foundation Of Friendship [Bryce x F!MC] by @chocopeppermintcake 👻 🍁🌷
A Visit Home [Ethan x F!MC] by @choicesfanaf☁️
Autumn Fluff [Bryce x F!OC] submitted by @storyofmychoices 🍁🎨
Boston Halloween Party Edit [Ethan x F!MC] by @potionsprefect
Caught [Ethan x F!MC] by @lem-20 🔥 [18+ only]
Clingy [Rafael x F!MC] by @lorirwritesfanfic🔥 [18+ only]
Grandparents Day Part 3: An Act of God [Tobias x F!MC] by @jerzwriter ☁️
Halloween Memories Edits [Ethan x F!MC] by @liaromancewriter👻
Just for Fun… Edit [Tobias x F!MC] by @jerzwriter ☁️
Labyrinth [Ethan x F!MC] by @liaromancewriter ☁️
Mornings Off Edit [Ethan x F!MC] by @liaromancewriter ☁️
Might Occupy The Universe Today [Ethan x F!MC] by @inlocusmads 💖
Night Adventures [Sienna x M!OC] by @liaromancewriter☁️
Picking a Winner Edit [Ethan x F!MC] by @jerzwriter🍁
Pumpkin Pie Edit [Sienna x M!OC] by @liaromancewriter🍁
Pumpkin Spice Edit [Bryce x F!OC] by @peonierose👻 🍁
Pink Sky Edit[Bryce x F!OC] by @peonierose 💖
Sadie’s Self Care Sunday #10 [Ethan x F!MC] by @peonyblossom ☁️
Sadie's Self Care Sunday #11 [Ethan x F!MC] by @peonyblossom ☁️
Soon (It's a relative term) + Art [Bryce x F!OC] by @storyofmychoices 🎨 ☁️
Stop While You're Ahead [Ethan x F!MC] by @jerzwriter ☁️
The Cat and His Lady [Bryce x F!OC] by @peonyblossom
Tricky Treats [Ethan x F!MC] by @jerzwriter 👻
⟢Perfect Match:⟢
The Prettiest of Them All [Damien x F!MC/you] by @reveluving 🔥 [18+ only]
⟢Red Carpet Diaries:⟢
The Bogart Diaries #35: The Painter’s Tape Challenge [Hunt x F!OC] by @theartoflovingthomashunt
⟢The Royal Romance:⟢
Draketober: Bad Omen (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 👻
Draketober: Pumpkins (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 🍁
Draketober: Tarot Cards (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 👻
Draketober: Forest (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 🍁👻
Draketober: Siren (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 👻
Draketober: Haunted (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 👻
Draketober: Magic (edit) by @the-soot-sprite 👻
Picktober Challenge: Falling for you [Liam x F!MC] by @phoenixrising0308 ☁️🍁 [18+ only]
⟢Wake the Dead:⟢
It's Witchcraft [Eli x F!MC] by @jerzwriter 👻🎨
A/N: Sorry for reposting, there seemed to be issues with the first post
#Thomas hunt#Bryce Lahela#Ethan Ramsey#tobias carrick#sienna trinh#levi schuler#threep#cas harlow#beckett harrington#drake walker#gabe ricci#liam rys#king liam#choices#choices game#playchoices#october2022#picktober#picktober2022#red carpet diaries#open heart#laws of attraction#the royal romance#perfect match#damien nazario#immortal desires
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the year is 1997. I’m 10 years old, in my little midwestern home, seeing the commercial for The Lion King on Broadway on every major network, every Disney VHS tape, and finding myself filled with the worst sort of longing. wishing. yearning for a magical experience beyond my wildest imagination. knowing how unlikely it was that I’d get that chance.
today is December 1, 2022. I’m 35 years old now. and tonight, that long-held dream is about to become reality. I can’t even belieeeeve 😭
#personal#something something soothing our inner child#I am so ready for the awestruck wonderment to jump out#counting down the hours!!!!!!!!#Youtube
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I posted 10,253 times in 2022
That's 4,193 more posts than 2021!
32 posts created (0%)
10,221 posts reblogged (100%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@merfilly
@laikawriter
@renthony
@dearericbittle
@thesporkidentity
I tagged 1,115 of my posts in 2022
#teen wolf - 289 posts
#stiles stilinski - 236 posts
#sterek - 120 posts
#derek hale - 109 posts
#sheriff stilinski - 109 posts
#teen wolf fic - 78 posts
#stranger things spoilers - 71 posts
#home across the universe - 35 posts
#writing - 29 posts
#sterek slow burn - 27 posts
Longest Tag: 130 characters
#9:40am and i'm excited that i just need to write the last scene of this current chapter and then it will be finished barring edits
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Category: Gen
Chapters: 1/1
Relationships: Stiles Stilinski & Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski & Sheriff Stilinski
Tags: Theo Raeken (Mentioned), Donovan (Mentioned) Dread Doctors AU, Homeless Stiles Stilinski, Runaway Stiles Stilinski, Thief Stiles Stilinski, Under a Spell, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Food Insecurity, Mental Health Issues, Nogitsune Trauma, Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski
Summary:
As a last ditch, hold on by the fingernails solution, it was inevitable that the tape would fray down to the last thread and break.
Duct tape wasn't meant to last forever. Literally or metaphorically.
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After the fight with Scott in the rain, after Stiles nearly gave into the overwhelming impulse to throw that damned wrench at Scott's head, Stiles knows he can't stay in Beacon Hills. He doesn't have a pack now, and if he tells Dad he'll no longer have a parent. So Stiles leaves. He gets as far as the Jeep will take him and then he walks a little farther.
Away from home, from everyone he knows, Stiles grapples with the lingering murderous and violent impulses that haunt him day and night and tries to survive while remaining invisible. But duct tape only holds things together for so long. It was never meant to be a permanent solution.
20 notes - Posted April 19, 2022
#4
"It took me a while to understand the lesson in my choices and the tragedies. That's the gift time gives you if you manage to live long enough. You begin to realize that fear is necessary as a warning system, but you can’t let it grow past that into any form of control over your actions.”
~
Chapter nine is up!
21 notes - Posted January 25, 2022
#3
Can someone have a talk with my muse? I literally finished and posted a 20k+ chapter to a teen wolf fic yesterday and now I’ve got 5k written on a teen wolf one shot crossover with Jurassic World.
Like, yes, I binged the dino movies over the weekend due to the snow storm, but I did not need another thing to write. I’m trying to finish the first one.
Is anyone even interested in that kind of a crossover?
23 notes - Posted February 7, 2022
#2
Chapter Ten: Beat the Boy
"What happened?"
Mini-Stiles opened his mouth but before any words came out he sensed a high-pitched vibration in the air. It was like a rubber band pulled tight, then tighter and tighter. It dug into his head, his chest. Then it snapped.
Mini-Stiles whipped around toward the gyms.
Stiles was in trouble.
He didn't bother to say anything. Mini-Stiles just ran, blindly following the magic in the air he knew belonged to his brother.
~
Chapter Ten has arrived! I think I need a nap, and some chocolate. You're gonna need tissues, though.
24 notes - Posted February 6, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Fandom: Teen Wolf, Firefly
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Jordan Parrish, Alan Deaton, Laura Hale, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey
Tags: Accidental Child Acquisition, Accidental Teenager Acquisition, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Firefly Setting, Stilinski Family Feels, Sheriff Stilinski's Name is John, Young Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Not a Firefly Retelling
Summary: John Stilinski used to be a man of the law, a sheriff on his home planet of Beacon 3, and never thought he’d have need to stop off on such a planet as this, but life had long since taught him that what he thought was right or true was usually never what the rest of the ‘verse reflected or practiced.
Much to his everlasting regret and grief.
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John finally has his son back after spending seven years trying to free him from the Alliance's Academy, but Stiles did not escape alone and both he and Lydia are harboring deep secrets. With two traumatized kids under his care, a ship in need of repair and extra crew, John goes out on a limb to hire three people on Deaton's recommendation. He sincerely hopes it doesn't bit him in the ass, because these new hires are former Browncoats. John, and his first mate Jordan Parrish, fought under the Alliance.
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#tumblr2022#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review#Yeah I’m bad about tagging stuff#should probably try more but I’m lazy about that#should probably try actual blogging again too but we’ll see lol
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CERTIFIED BRANZY FICTIVE PLAYLIST(TM)!!
This is just a mix of mostly songs I like and maybe a few I apply to myself or c!branzy!! But mostly just songs I like. Not all of the songs are on spotify but they ARE on YouTube that's why I have both :D
[Spotify playlist]
[YouTube playlist]
Tracklist:
1. Welcome To The Trading Hall (Branzy)
2. Dr. Sunshine Is Dead (Will Wood)
3. Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D. (Will Wood)
4. BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA
5. Turn Off The Lights (P!ATD)
6. A Gorey Demise (Creature Feature)
7. The Room Where It Happens (Hamilton)
8. Devil's Train (The Lab Rats)
9. We Both Reached For The Gun (Chicago)
10. ENTER: A BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO FAKING YOUR DEATH (Jhariah)
11. DEBT COLLECTOR (Jhariah)
12. Whose Eye Is it Anyway??? (Jhariah)
13. BAD LUCK! (Jhariah)
14. Flight Of The Crows (Jhariah)
15. Just Gold (Caleb Hyles)
16. Punk Tactics (Joey Valence & Brae)
17. Told Ya So (Get Scared)
18. Bad Romance (Halestorm)
19. Combat Carousel (Nombra101)
20. ClownPierce's Theme (Nombra101)
21. Born To Win (Nombra101)
22. NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A (Toby Fox)
23. Hello Kitty (Jazmin Bean)
24. KAWAII (TATARKA)
25. Ghost Rule (Defoko, but I also like the crossover/mashup version with Meiko and Araki)
26. Honey I'm Home (Ghost and Pals)
27. ECHO (Crusher-P)
28. Wildfire (Crusher-P)
29. Roki (mikitoP)
30. KING (Kanaria)
31. Hai Domo (cao white)
32. Welcome To The Internet (Bo Burnham)
33. Mary On A Cross (Ghost)
34. Running Up That Hill (Loveless)
35. Blow My Brains Out (Tikkle Me)
36. Bitchboy (The Oozes) ((<- shameless)
37. Scotty Doesn't Know (Lustra)
38. End In Tragedy (SIO)
39. sugar honey ice & tea (BMTH)
40. Uma Thurman (FOB)
41. (Coffee's For Closers) (FOB)
42. 20 Dollar Nose Bleed (FOB)
43. West Coast Smoker (FOB)
44. Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time (P!ATD)
45. Emperor's New Clothes (P!ATD)
46. Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (P!ATD)
47. There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Figured It Out Yet (P!ATD)
48. Victorious (P!ATD)
49. House Of Memories (P!ATD)
50. Golden Days (P!ATD)
51. Ruler Of Everything (Tally Hall)
52. & (Tally Hall)
53. The Bidding (Tally Hall)
54. My Alcoholic Friends (The Dresdin Dolls)
55. Bleed Magic (IDKHOW)
56. Absinthe (IDKHOW)
57. Hayloft (Mother Mother)
58. Hayloft II (Mother Mother)
59. World's Smallest Violin (AJR)
60. Wow, I'm Not Crazy (AJR)
61. Burn The House Down (AJR)
62. Bang! (AJR)
63. Eleanor Ribgy (Remastered 2015) (The Beatles)
64. King For A Day (PTV)
65. Black Cat (Never Shout Never)
66. Partners In Crime (SIO)
67. The Last Of The Real Ones (FOB)
68. You're Gonna Go Far, Kid (The Offspring)
69. Angel With A Shotgun (The Cab)
70. Icarus (Bastille)
71. Crazy = Genius (P!ATD)
72. Fear & Delight (The Correspondents)
73. Paper Planes (M.I.A.)
74. Do It All The Time (IDKHOW)
75. Enjoy The Ride (Krewella)
76. Devil I Know (Allie X)
77. Carousel (Neoni)
78. Wonderland (Neoni)
79. Royalty (Connor Maynard)
80. Looking Like This (Lyre Le Temps)
81. Build Our Machine (DAGames)
82. The Devil's Swing (Fandroid & Caleb Hyles)
83. Casino Royale (Derivakat)
84. Posin' (Peggy Suave)
85. Tangled Up (Lokee Remix) (Caro Emerald)
86. Booty Swing (Parov Stelar)
87. Chillout Swing (HAVEADREAM)
88. Electro Swing! (Runaway 404)
89. Peeping Tom (Jamie Berry)
90. Sweet Rascal (Jamie Berry)
91. Lost In The Rhythm (Jamie Berry)
92. Jericho (Grant Lazlo)
93. Dixie Biscuit (Tape Five)
94. Kiss Me (Jazzotron vs Jamie Berry)
95. Time For Tea (Melbourne Swing Mix) (11 Acorn Lane)
96. Swing What You Got (5 IN LOVE vs Can Canavaral)
97. The Devil's Swing (SirensCeol)
98. Swagger Stagger (Lucas Pittman)
99. Mama Swing (Lucas Pittman)
100. Casino Swing (Drum Swing)
101. Die House (Electro Swing remix) (The Musical Ghost)
102. Black Betty (Caravan Palace)
103. Play Roulette (HD Studio)
104. Poker Face (HD Studio)
105. Royal Flush (HD Studio)
106. Poker Cheater (HD Studio)
107. Excitement (HD Studio)
108. Feeling Victory (HD Studio)
#WOMP#[''roll the dice!'' | 🎲.txt]#long post#I THINK#I DON'T KNOW#F to the draft I had before where I didn't know about the 100 link limit lol—
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