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abimee · 7 months

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old OLD story i was working on in hischool (2017-2018) called Golden Everlastings. it takes place in a fictional country in a small place called the Dells (based off the Dells in wisconsin). The story starts with the young Capernia having just turned 8 years old, and after accidently shooting a doe while out hunting with her mother Tallulah is told to go home and help Aja out with heading into town for more grain and dry wood. On their way through a small valley they pass under a traintrack bridge, a new construction with the oncoming industrialization of their hometown coming in from the North. While passing underneath the bridge, Capernia happens to notice something fall off the train, and runs to find a suitcase with a baby inside unharmed. She rushes it to Aja, and they rush home with the baby. Tallulah begs her wife Aja to keep the child, and the only idenitifcation to the child is two hospital tags shoved in the suitcase bearing the names ''lucas'' and ''claus''. They call the child Claus-Lucas, and he becomes Capernia's younger brother

4 years later the Dells has undergone even more development, and the Yescheck family are beginning to accumulate a debt over their land. Tallulah refuses to pay the anything, that before the trains and factories came they had no such thing as land deeds and property tax, and she's been alive longer than the system has. Eventually the family is visited by a local constable and the man who apparently bought out their land, saying that they must pay their dues or be arrested. When the man finds out Aja and Tallulah have a son, the man simply known as ''The Broker", he offers a deal to the family; have their son become a pauper and work their dues away, and they can keep the house. Aja says that he's too young to be doing such work, and they refuse the deal. Capernia, meanwhile, had been told to hide upstairs, and comes rushing down when The Broker pulls a gun out on Tallulah; the man grabs Capernia and says that she looks much old enough to work their dues, and the family momentarily struggles to get Capernia back inside before Aja is knocked to the ground and Tallaluh runs to grab Claus-Lucas. Capernia is loaded into a wagon and taken away, and told they see their daughter again ''when the debt is paid''.

Capernia is taken far away from the Dells, in a three day wagon trip farther South. She is brought to a small house in the woods in the dead of night, where she is dropped off at the steps and told that this is where she will be staying until it's time for her to return home. When Capernia asks where she is, The Broker tells her that if she tries running back home she will find herself ''too lost to return'', and wheels out into the night.

Inside, Capernia is greeted by two people; a 37 year old man named Wes with a bad back, and an 11 year old girl name Ana. They show her to where she will be sleeping, which is a small room with a closet and two cots, one of which is Ana's. She learns that this house is a small farm owned by Wes' dad, and that Ana was in a similar situation to Capernia where she is working off a debt for her family. Ana however claims that she can see the future in brief flashes, but that they often leave her blind for a few minutes to a few hours afterwards, and it impedes in her ability to perform her work sometimes.

When Capernia attempts to threaten Wes about his family's involvement with The Broker's labor, Wes says that he doesn't reap any benefit from this; he's been disabled due to his bad back since he was young, and is unable to find work elsewhere besides under his own father, and has been trapped in this abusive cycle of working under him with little reward.

From age 14-16 Capernia works at the house to pay her debts, often sewing clothes and upkeeping, while Ana tends to the crops and Wes cooks. The father is rarely seen, but comes by in the evening to make sure the work around the farm has been completed, and hauls their finery off on Sundays into town for selling, of which none of them are allowed to do.

Everything eventually comes to a head when Capernia becomes fed up with this situation, and after an attempt to escape Capernia is almost punished by the father, before being shot dead by Wes. Realizing what they've done, they decide the best plan is to take the father's wagon and what little cash and items they have on the farm and get as far away as possible. They take the supplies and go off into the night, and travel across the country in an attempt to find any home they can.

The subplot to this story was going to be about the king who ruled over the country the Dells was in and his fight against the disturbing industrialization sinking his peoiple into a rotted, greedy society of manufacturing and supplying, even as he loses the fight against the slow growing industrialization of the Northern country taking over. There was going to be very slight supernatural elements to the story, the major one being the namesake ''Golden Everlastings'' --- a flower told to always be in bloom, whether it be rain or shine or snow, all year round, and only of which can be found in the valleys of the Dells, left behind by seeds carried by Glaciers through the land from the North, before centuries later when they destroyed the plant to extinction for expansion of work on the land it grew on, killing flowers for the name of profit. The second one was going to be Ana's ability to see the future, and how they sometimes rely on this as they spend 5 years going across the country to find Ana's family and bring Capernia back home.

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sohannabarberaesque · 2 months

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Postcards from Snagglepuss

Time to get the motorhome back up and ready

WISCONSIN DELLS, WI: "Getting marooned at the Sand Bar"--something of a coy slogan for a tourist-town bar bound to attract as much locals as tourists, and bound to recall in Crazy Claws' mind the time he was driving the Original Wisconsin Ducks tour, and pulled off a corny number about "crossing the [sand] bar" entering Dell Creek off the Wisconsin River heading towards Lake Delton. "Which I meant as a coy little plug," CC was quick to add, "in the spirit of the Ducks' corny narration."

"Explaining, no doubt, its popularity," Huckleberry Hound was quick to add.

"Is it any wonder that the Ducks have this 'must-see' sort of charm even before the waterparks came along?" was how Crazy Claws replied as all three of us were having the Sand Bar's celebrated steakburgers for lunch.

"Oh, and just as reminder, CC," remarked I, "we were going to get our motorhome out of storage after all this time--"

"Diving with Peter Potamus and crew; I couldn't help but resist just how irresistable the diving experience can get with such a likable-looking hippo." (Brief pause) "And believe you me, the dive videos he shared with me couldn't help but be IRRESISTABLY ADDICTING ... especially wearing just yourself in a coral reef off the Virgin Islands and trying not to look embarrassed!"

At any rate, it came down to the business at hand: Getting the motorhome out of storage, getting rid of any storage-related smells (such as mothballs) and getting such in readiness for the summer ahead. "Starting, I'll have you know," Huck remarked, "Easter Sunday as guests of the Cattanooga Cats in Gatlinburg."

"And let me guess," Crazy Claws asked, "the Easter Parade."

"Which the feline quartet who never purr or meow," remarked I, "will be laying on. Literally impromptu, mainly in some of the back alleys of downtown Gatlinburg and the Parkway towards the National Park Entrance ... and returning to Cattanooga Klatsche."

"Their coffeehouse," Crazy Claws chimed in. "I thought I knew as much."

It took a modest little drive through wet and borderline slushy streets of Wisconsin Dells to find the storage shed where our motorhome was in storage since fall, as turned out to be on the south side in a somewhat ratty-looking metal pole building some yokel hath for the sake of vehicular and camper storage over the winter, and it took about ten minutes to get the manager of the storage building over to assist in unlocking and reclaiming the motorhome. After having to endure quite the garage-in-winter smell and getting some paperwork out of the way, the motorhome--that which we now share these adventures moving forward since last spring--was ours again.

But not without the inevitable smell of mothballs, bound to require some airing out just to make it sane enough to drive in. After an hour and a half or so of having to open the doors of the motorhome in a municipal parking lot just to air things out, as well as get some initial provisions for a couple days' on the road--not to mention air freshener simulating a "new car" smell, and the obvious refuelling with diesel fuel accompanied by the legendary Kwik Trip chicken tenders--

"Why not stay a couple days with me?" was how Crazy Claws parsed it. "Then, we could be on our way ... but not before I find some comfort with a lady bobcat like myself."

"I take it that it's mating season with your kind," Huckleberry Hound remarked.

"How did you come to that conclusion?" Crazy Claws added.

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thefaultinoursprinkles · 1 year

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everything is so bad. I’m constantly having nightmares and if I’m not having nightmares I can’t sleep. I’m anxious to the point where I’m throwing up. I think about my job and my work non stop and I’m always convinced I’m about to be fired but I also never know what I’m supposed to be doing and I feel like I’m trying to navigate a saw trap maze blind. I don’t have enough money to pay my bills and the short term disability claim got fucking denied so now I have to go through the process of appealing that and I only have 90 days to do it so I basically have to drop everything to do it but I can’t because if I do I’m gonna get yelled at by my boss who’s a huge fucking asshole douche. I’m constantly being asked and expected to do more—at work, at home, by my family, by my friends, it never fucking ends. my stupid friend has her stupid wedding in October and I literally hate her at this point but I have to somehow come up with thousands of dollars to stay at a hotel and rent a party bus and drive to Wisconsin dells and back in august and I can’t even back out cause I already committed to being her MOH like a year and a half ago. I hate everything about my fucking life right now and I don’t know what to do. I’m so far beyond stressed right now and have been for the last 6 months like I’m surprised I haven’t had a stroke or something.

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borggolf · 5 months

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My Golf 2022-23 Catch-Up

[Skunk on the 1st tee box - an omen? Glen Erin]

I received zeros and zeros of messages asking why I didn’t write up a golf blog last year. In lieu of answering that question, I’m just going to combine last year’s golf season with this year’s. The catch will be remembering all that happened just by looking at the scores, but here goes nothing.

[A disturbing number of geese on the 13th tee box, Majestic Oaks]

My golf game in 2021 featured my best calculated handicap, but the index began creeping up toward the end of the year. That trend continued into 2022 despite starting out with a few decent rounds at Hawk’s View and Grand Geneva; I had six terrible scores in a row in the spring (including a couple triple digit scores), spiking my handicap from 11 to 19. It took me until August to bring it back down to 13.

[Sandhill Cranes and assorted waterfowl, 6th hole Hawk's View]

My worst round of the year came in mid-September when we decided to take advantage of a coupon for The Bull at Pinehurst Farms. Located near Sheboygan Falls, this course is notorious for being possibly the toughest in the state. If you don’t come with your A game, you’re going to walk away hurting…and I definitely did not have my A game that day. I managed 13 penalties and didn’t card a single par for a score of 113.

[Oscar's approach shot on hole 17, The Bull at Pinehurst Farms]

My best round of 2022 was just 3 weeks later at Glen Erin in Janesville. It was the first time I’d ever finished 9 holes under par (two birdies, six pars, one bogey), then I scored a 44 on the back nine (which is still pretty good for me as I’ve never scored better than 41 on the back nine at Glen Erin). Shooting a 78 anywhere is impressive but Glen Erin isn’t exactly an easy course.

[Hole 15, Lake Arrowhead - The Lakes Course]

Another first for me was going on not one but two multi-day out of town golf trips. In late June my golf buddies and I stayed in Wisconsin Rapids and played all 36 holes at Lake Arrowhead on Saturday, then Sunday we drove to the Dells to play Wild Rock. The Lake Arrowhead courses were pretty nice (maybe a little overpriced due to their proximity to the Sand Valley resort), but Wild Rock was instantly my favorite course I’ve ever played. The views, valleys, and challenge made it worth the $100 price.

[Hole 6, Wild Rock]

In August we went up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan for our 2nd golf trip. Along the way we stopped outside of Green Bay to play a round at Royal St. Patrick’s, where I lost at least 4 balls in the drink. Then we played the two flagship courses at the Island Resort Casino; Sage Run and Sweetgrass. I’d been wanting to play these courses since hearing about them during commercial breaks of Brewers games. Sage Run was the tougher of the two courses, but I loved it almost as much as Wild Rock. Before heading home, we played a round at Timberstone in Iron Mountain. This was another gorgeous course with big elevation changes but more of a northwoods feel. My scores weren’t very good that weekend, but it was a great time at some great courses.

[Hole 18, Timberstone at Pine Mountain Resort]

I was able to try out 15 courses I hadn’t played before 2022. Aside from the 7 played during those two trips, I played Hayward Golf Club (very nice, but not quite Big Fish), Oshkosh Country Club (nice, but maybe not worth the long drive), Washington County (a very impressive links course; definitely want to go back), Currie Park in Milwaukee (while I was waiting for the dealership to fix my car), The Bull (hopefully never again), and three Illinois courses: Renwood (a fun course I’d play again), Bittersweet (very nice but tougher), and a Thanksgiving weekend round on the north course at Eagle Ridge in Gurnee.

[Hole 8, the north course at Eagle Ridge Resort & Spa]

For the first time in seven years, I joined a simulator league in the offseason. I was playing twice a week; at Brighton Dale in Kenosha County and the Wisconsin Indoor Golf Center in Waukesha. While it can be rightfully argued that it’s not very realistic, I felt like I was able to tweak a few things in my drives, fairway woods, and even my short game after playing 29 simulated 18 hole rounds over the winter. When March 2023 arrived, I wasn’t rusty at all.

[Hole 10, Foothills Golf Club]

My golf buddy Oscar talked me into taking a trip to Arizona in March. There we played four rounds: Foothills, Ocotillo, Devil’s Claw at Whirlwind Resort, and Dinosaur Mountain at Gold Canyon (see more pictures of these courses near the end of the blog). Foothills was nothing to write home about and was overpriced, as Ocotillo was much nicer and cheaper…but it didn’t really feel like Arizona as there were many lakes surrounding the course. Devil’s Claw was very expensive but I enjoyed the course a lot and shot very well. Dinosaur Mountain was also very expensive and I shot like complete trash, but it was the most picturesque course I’d ever played (being that it was on the side of a mountain). I really enjoyed the experience of golfing great courses in early March when there was still snow on the ground in Wisconsin, but the greens fees for the 4 rounds alone totaled nearly $800.

[Hole 9 & clubhouse, blue course, Ocotillo]

After a few more simulator rounds back home, I hit the ground running with very good scores on Wisconsin courses in April. Late in the month I had a work trip to Las Vegas, where I made time to get in one round at Siena Golf Club (see pictures near the end of the blog). I took advantage of other for-work travel by playing White Deer Run and Pine Meadow in Mundelein IL, Wild Ridge in Eau Claire and Trapper’s Turn in the Dells when I had to make road trips to Minneapolis, and I was invited to play in a company scramble at Irish Waters outside of Green Bay. I also played a Cincinnati municipal course, Glenview, when I was there on vacation meeting up with co-workers.

[Hole 1, Wild Ridge]

My golf buddies and I once again made trips to Lake Arrowhead and the U.P. This time after we played 36 at Lake Arrowhead, we played Christmas Mountain in the Dells. It was a pretty fun course at a good price, but we all agreed that it was no Wild Rock. On our way up to Michigan we stopped at Thornberry Creek, the official golf course of the Green Bay Packers. I thought it was great and I’d love to play it again. I carded a terrible round at Sweetgrass the next day, but played Timberstone much better than I did the previous year.

[Hole 17, Timberstone at Pine Mountain Resort]

Other first-time courses for me this year that I haven’t mentioned: Lakewoods Forest Ridges near Namakagen Lake was very picturesque with big elevation changes. Autumn Ridge near Manitowoc had some good elevation changes as well, and I was very close to an ace on the last par 3 (hit the flag stick on a bounce). I finally played Evansville and Kettle Moraine, neither of which were bad but I really wasn’t impressed. I played the par 3 course Creekview (seen along I-90 north of Edgerton) and it was a typical par 3 nine; great for beginners but I didn’t care for it. Finally, I played a November round at Steeple Chase in Mundelein with Oscar, and that course impressed me. Very well maintained course despite it being very late in the year.

[Hole 13, Forest Ridges at Lakewoods Resort]

Unlike most years, I kept my handicap fairly level throughout 2023. I was able to get it just under 12 at one point, but it never went much higher than 14. I only had two triple-digit rounds all year, and two rounds under 80. I played fewer 18-hole rounds in 2022 (90) than I did this year (98), and I spent WAY more money on golf rounds this year ($5360) than in 2022 ($3650). That doesn’t include the $850 I spent on the simulators, or the $800+ I spent on club upgrades (Callaway Rouge ST Max driver, 5w, 5h). Not to mention I burn through over 120 balls a year, which likely costs me another $300-400.

[Jeff lining up his approach shot on hole 18, Sweetgrass]

It was a very expensive year for me, but I may have enjoyed the game more than ever. Consistency is getting better, and I'm no longer afraid to shell out more money for nicer courses. I don't think I will be making another early spring golf trip in 2024, but we are planning another Lake Arrowhead trip as well as a stay at the Gull Lake View Golf Resort near Kalamazoo, MI.

[Eric, getting tired of waiting for slow golfers. Hole 6, Sweetgrass]

[Sunrise at Ocotillo]

[Hole 2, The Devil's Claw at Whirlwind Golf Club]

[Dinosaur Mountain at Gold Canyon Golf Resort & Spa]

[Hole 1, Dinosaur Mountain at Gold Canyon Golf Resort & Spa]

[Hole 2, Dinosaur Mountain at Gold Canyon Golf Resort & Spa]

[Hole 4, Dinosaur Mountain at Gold Canyon Golf Resort & Spa]

[Hole 7, Siena Golf Club]

[Hole 12, Siena Golf Club]

[Hole 17, Siena Golf Club]

[Hole 18, Siena Golf Club]

[Hole 14, Naga-Waukee War Memorial Golf Course]

[3rd green, Hawk's View]

[Lake Como, seen from hole 17 tee box, Hawk's View]

[Final round of 2023, hole 2, Majestic Oaks at Lake Lawn Resort, Christmas Eve]

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wanderstayretreats · 9 months

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suckitsurveys · 9 months

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What was the year/make/model of the last car you drove? 2008 Ford Escape Hybird.

Have you ever been in weather below 0 Fahrenheit (-17 Celcius)? Yup.

What was the last thing you used your phone for, besides calling/texting? I just played Polygonle a few minutes ago.

Do you have more male or female coworkers? Male. There is one other woman that works with me and she is only here on Fridays.

Did you enjoy high school? Overall, no.

What’s an unusual food combination you like? Depends on what you call unusual.

What’s the longest stretch of time you’ve spent completely alone? Uhhh. Probably over 24 hours before.

Have you ever lived in a studio apartment? No.

Did your parents allow you to drink soda when you were a kid? Yeah.

Do you always check the prices of things when you buy groceries? Yeah, for the most part.

Do you like gyoza? I cannot remember if I’ve tried it or not.

Have you ever been in a situation where you needed a lawyer? Nah.

Do you use Instagram? If so, what’s your current profile pic? Yes. My profile picture is a selfie I took before we went to the Malibu Barbie Pop Up Cafe last weekend

Did you ever go through an emo or goth phase? IT’S NOT A PHASE MOM.

What are your thoughts on kids being given iPads to keep them entertained? Whatever.

Do you get regular check-ups with your doctor? Oops.

What was the last thing you felt apprehensive about? Blah.

How many nights per week do you cook dinner at home vs. going out to eat? We rarely go “out” to eat but we do get take out on average about once a week.

What’s a trend you’ve seen recently that you thought was really dumb? I don’t know I’m sure there’s something but I’m too sleepy to care right now.

Do you know anyone who has been evicted? Yes.

When did you last wash your sheets and pillowcases? A couple weeks ago.

Have you kissed more than 10 people in the past 10 years? Nope, just one, my husband.

Have you ever been caught outdoors away from shelter during a thunderstorm? Yes.

Did you leave the house before 10 AM yesterday? Yeah, 5:30am.

What’s your favorite macaron flavor? I’m actually not a huge fan of macarons.

How often do you have friends over to your house? It’s rare. Most of my really good friends live far, or we are just all so damn busy.

Have you ever had a boss who acted unprofessionally? Eh.

How many times have you stayed at a hotel in the past year, and where? I think just once this year? We stayed in the Wisconsin Dells at a waterpark resort.

What kind of technological advancements do you expect there to be 100 years from now? Who cares, we’ll be dead by then.

Have you ever done a flip on a trampoline? Maybe as a kid.

What about a flip off of a diving board? ^

What was the last hot beverage you had? Coffee.

#surveys

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locksmithmauston · 1 year

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dellshotels · 4 years

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so-writing · 3 years

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Good For You - Jamie Oleksiak (3)

Based on this song. Find all parts here.

“This is a terrible fucking idea.”

“You’re probably right.”

“No, babe, seriously,” Lexi gently grabbed both of your shoulders and forced you to look at her, “this is a goddamn, trash ass, dumpster fire of a terrible fucking idea.”

“I know.”

“So why are you doing it? Listen, I love you but I need to be real with you here. You’re going to look like the crazy ex still hung up on her past if you randomly show up at the resort. Madison is always going to come out on top in this situation. The ex girlfriend crashing the honeymoon with the new wife is never going to win.”

“I don’t care, Lex, I need to do this.”

“Jesus christ,” Lexi rolled her eyes and ran a hand down her face as she sighed in irritation, “no you don’t. Not on their fucking honeymoon.”

You knew she was right. You knew damn well that showing up at the resort Jamie and his new wife were honeymooning at would be a total fucking disaster and you would look like an entire crazy person but you were still pretty confident about confronting him.

“If this is super, super necessary, let’s at least not be so obvious.”

“Elaborate, Lex?”

“We’ll book a friend weekend there, because he doesn’t know we know where he’s honeymooning, right? We’ll stay at the same resort and make ourselves as obvious as possible. What we won’t do, is act up at the first sight of them.”

“Of course not. You’ll really do this with me? I know it’s fucking crazy.”

“Absolutely baby, he’s a fucking tree and as much as I want to chop his ass down and send him to a paper factory, we’re going to have to be patient.”

“We’ll get him though?”

“Yes we fucking will.”

There was a reason you started a business with Lexi. There was a reason the two of you had been friends for as long as you could remember. You loved each other and would do anything for each other. You were willing to run out onto the sand of the resort guns blazing until she talked you down. She was right though, the stealthy approach would work much better in this situation.

“No fucking way, there’s no fucking way this is the place they chose instead of Aruba!”

Lexi laughed out loud at the sign that indicated the entrance to the new destination of Jamie and his lovely new wife’s honeymoon destination.

They had originally planned a trip to a luxury resort in Aruba but you had heard through the grapevine that it fell through for unknown reasons and they scrambled to pick something else last minute.

The last minute place they picked was Kalahari Resort, home to Kalahari Waterpark in Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin.

“Do they know there’s a fucking Kalahari in Texas,” Lex chirped, “they didn’t have to scale America to get to a place that looks exactly like this one.”

“I’m sure they have their reasons for picking this particular place.”

You wanted to shit all over Jamie and his new girl, you wanted to rip them to shreds via insults shared with Lexi but because their honeymoon situation was so fucking laughable and kind of tragic, you decided against it.

There was nothing wrong with honeymooning at a water park resort and there was nothing wrong with Wisconsin but it crazy to you that Jamie was worth millions of dollars and he decided to vacation at a lower end chain resort in the middle of nowhere. You assumed Madison was more high maintenance but maybe you were wrong.

The sexiest bikinis you owned were in your bag and as far as you were concerned, you were going to embrace Wisconsin and Kalahari and make sure Jamie found out what he was missing.

“I sweet talked the cute guy and the counter and they’re in the suite across the hall from us,” Lex gave herself a pat on the back and helped herself to the mini bar.

“Really? We’re sharing a floor?”

“Yep, so make the best of it, bitch. I’m on peephole duty.”

“That sounds incredibly weird.”

“I know, shut up.”

After no signs of Jamie and Madison for the first few hours you were there, Lexi declared the two of you should head to the closest grocery store and pick up some food and alcohol to fill the mini fridge and cabinets in your room.

“Maybe Jamie realized how fuckin’ cheesy going to a waterpark aimed toward children for his honeymoon was and bailed.”

“Don’t give me hope,” you muttered as you grabbed several bags of Cheetos and tossed them into the cart.

“You’re so much better than him, you have to know that right? A real man ends a relationship in a mature way, a coward cheats.”

“It’s nice to hear but it doesn’t make me feel much better, thanks though, Lex.”

She gave you a soft smile, “let’s head to where the wine is, I think we deserve it.”

The two of you made your way toward the liquor section of the store, completely unaware of what was to come.

“Hey, are you in a white or red mood? Personally,” Lexi was an aisle over, “I am a fan of both of so it’s up to you babe.”

“I’m in the mood for red, but anything goes, honestly.”

You were scanning the wine labels when movement close to you caught your eye and you turned to see what it was.

What it was, was not what you expected and you nearly lost your balance when you realized who was grabbing a bottle of wine from the tallest section of shelving. All six feet, seven inches of Jamie Oleksiak stood just over a foot away from you. He was carrying a basket that was empty, with the exception of the wine he’d just grabbed, and you bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from crumbling into a million pieces right in front of him.

It was the first time you’d seen him since the break up and you desperately hoped he didn’t recognize you.

“No fucking way,” the color in his face drained at the sight of you, “there’s no fucking way you’re here right now.”

You bit your lip and put on your bravest face.

“Hi Jamie.”

#jamie oleksiak #jamie oleksiak imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #dallas stars imagine

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bourbonbees · 3 years

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Suptober Day 6- Cemetery Boys

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34336042

Rating- G Jack POV

Jack has discovered there are a great deal of things that he loves about being human, he loves eating cake, taking his dog for walks, and swimming, but there’s nothing he loves more than his family. His family is not conventional, he’s got three dads, one of which is an angel, but all of them love him unconditionally. It’s rocky at first with Dean but after some quality time spent listening to Zep and going fishing together, the grumpy hunter warms up to him. It also doesn’t hurt that Jack’s first dad, Castiel, is also Dean’s partner and therefore holds a lot of sway over him, whether he likes it or not. Sam, his third dad was the best! He’s the one that establishes family movie night, Jack’s favorite night of the week!

Sam lets Jack pick the movies pretty much every week, much to Dean’s dismay. This week Jack chooses Ghostbusters as his pick. It’s great, he especially loves the jokes and the Stay Puffed Marshmallow man. He isn’t sure where the writers did their research for the movie though, his experiences with ghosts contain a lot less whimsy and a lot more salting and burning. The movie is just wrapping up when it hits him, they don’t have a name, every great team of heroes has a name.

“Hey, why don’t we have a name?” Jack poses the question, looking to Dean for a response.

“Kid, how much candy have you had? Are you sugar crashing? Remember, me Dean, you Jack, that annoying guy over there, Sam, this adorable ray of sunshine, Castiel.” Dean is concerned, he feels Jack’s forehead and looks him over, his parental instincts kicking in.

“No like a team name! Like there’s The Avengers, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, uh The Fellowship of the Ring.” Jack lists off, Sam sending him a proud smile at the last one.

“Jack, hunters don’t really do teams. We’re kinda solitary, it’s our nature.” Sam explains, causing Jack even further confusion as he looks around at his family. They do everything together, live together, celebrate wins together, spend holidays together, work together, is that not a team?

“We’re not a team? Isn’t a family a team?” Jack frowns, worrying that he’s misread a long series of social cues. He is prone to that sometimes, his brain working a bit differently from his dads, neurodivergent, that’s what Sam had called it.

“Jack, oh, of course we’re a team. But more than that, we’re family.” Cas swoops in, reaching over and patting Jack on the shoulder. Cas is always the gentlest of his dads, he gives really good hugs, and is the one Jack goes to on the days where being a human is too much to deal with.

“Would it make you feel better if we had a team name?” Dean offers, following Cas’ lead. Jack doesn’t miss when Cas sends Dean a small nod of approval. Dean has a different parenting approach, sometimes he’s a bit harder on Jack. Jack doesn’t like that but he understands that Dean is trying.

“Yeah, I was thinking Cemetery Boys!” Jack says right away, looking around the room expectantly. Sam chokes slightly on his beer while Cas smiles approvingly, Dean laughs softly, shaking his head at Jack.

“Well we do spend a disproportionate amount of time in cemeteries, so it makes sense to me.” Jack defends, his cheeks feeling hot, blushing, that’s what Sam had told him it was. Sometimes Jack hates being human, blushing is embarrassing and makes him feel a bit like a baby.

“Shouldn’t we be cemetery men?” Dean questions, raising a quizzical brow at Jack.

“Technically speaking, Jack and myself are neither male nor female. So, no.” Cas supplies, shrugging his shoulders at Dean and earning an eye roll. Jack doesn’t understand why his dads enjoy teasing each other so much, maybe annoying someone was another human way to express love?

“So, you’re telling me, I came out as bisexual for nothing because, I’m not really dating a man?” Dean blanches, gently smacking Cas on the shoulder. Hitting people is another love language Jack has learned, but not too hard, he learned that after accidently punching Sam a little too enthusiastically on the shoulder. Play fighting is good, actual violence is bad, he had explained that to him.

“We’re non-binary! Claire taught me that.” Jack is happy to interrupt, always happy to share the latest things he’d learned. He loves Claire for that reason, she’s always full of new things to learn, she is an excellent big sister. “Claire, Me, Cas, and Dean, we’re all LGBLT? Or is it LGBTQ? Either way, Claire is a lesbian, she also taught me that. And Dean, you’re a bisexual! Cas, you’re gay, I think? So, you didn’t come out for nothing, you came out for your non-binary partner.” Ha! Jack is very proud, this is one area he feels confident he knows more about than Sam, Dean, or even Cas.

“You’re surprisingly well informed for a toddler.” Sam compliments, tipping his beer bottle at him.

“The toddler age range ends at 3, I assure you, Jack is 4. He is no longer a toddler. I read all the development books.” Cas corrects, earning a laugh from Dean and a groan from Sam.

“He did, trust me Sammy, made me read some of them as well. Babies are weird man. Glad you came out fully formed kid, it was a relief.” Dean chuckles. Jack is relieved he came out fully formed too, it’s a lot more fun hanging out with his family when he can talk to them like this.

“I’m a celestial being, age doesn’t exist for me. I am as old or as young as I want to be at any given minute. Isn’t that neat?” Jack prides himself on choosing this form, a teenage body, he likes it because he can help his family. He likes going hunting, driving cars, and helping Dean cook dinner, a baby couldn’t do any of that!

“He really is your son-uh I mean they really are your child?” Dean self corrects, Jack notices he does that a lot more lately, again he really is trying to be better. Jack admires that about Dean, it’s something he tries to emulate as best as he can, always working to be a better person and make his mistakes right.

“Oh, I’m comfortable with he/they, just like my dad! I do feel like a boy most of the time.” Jack looks to Cas who nods along with him. They’d talked about it once, Cas explained that Jack could change a number of things about himself if he wished, if it would better match his soul. But Jack is really and truly happy with who he is. So is Cas.

“Yeah that’s my son.” Cas says fondly, pulling Jack into a hug. This is a good hug, the kind that makes Jack feel safe and cared for. Cas always makes him feel like he belongs, that no matter what he has a place in his arms.

That night, Jack sets a plan into motion. He waits until everyone is asleep and gets to work on creating gifts for his family. He uses his powers to manifest a set of matching black crew neck sweatshirts with the words ‘Cemetery Boys’ embroidered on the front in white thread. He then designs a magnet, putting a little ghost and tombstone on it. Once he’s satisfied he goes through the recycling and finds a box to put the sweatshirts in.

The next part is the most dangerous. Jack, creeps down the hall to the door that leads into the garage attached to the bunker. His eyes glimmer when he finds his target, the black 67 Impala, sitting dead center in the garage. Dean had just waxed her the day before so she was extra shiny. Jack likes when Baby is shiny, it makes the sun reflect on his face, nice and warm. He takes the magnet and carefully places it on the bumper, making sure not to scuff or scratch the shiny metal. Then in a flash, he is back in his room, laying in his bed as if nothing has happened.

Dean doesn’t notice the magnet until they are packing for a hunt the next day, a simple salt and burn case in Wisconsin. The whole family is going! Dean has even promised Jack that he will take him to Wisconsin Dells if it goes well and they will go to a place called Deer Park where he could pet and feed a bunch of deer. Jack likes animals, sometimes more than people, they’re much less complicated.

“Oh my god! My Baby is a whore! You gave her a tramp stamp?” Dean gasps, pointing to the offending ‘Cemetery Boys’ magnet on the bumper.

“You like it? I made it myself!” Jack beams with pride, hoping Dean was speechless because he was blown away by his ability to create magnets.

“Also, the term you’re looking for is sex worker. You need to be more sex positive Dean, especially for someone, who from the sound I hear coming from your room at night, seems to enjoy sex a great deal.” Jack blurts out nervously when Dean doesn’t respond. Jack tends to do that, he wishes he could stop, another part of what makes him different from most people.

“Oh, for the love of Christ. Please Jack, no.” Sam is doing something Claire told Jack is a facepalm, meaning he was either embarrassed or frustrated, perhaps both?

“Do not be ashamed of our healthy sex life, Dean. But do but ashamed of your gendered slurs and generally overdramatic demeanor. The car is unharmed, it’s a magnet.” Cas steps in, doing the teasing thing again. Jack really doesn’t understand his dads, but he’s glad they seem happy together.

“I swear one day Baby and I will drive away and leave you all behind. Traitors.” Dean threatens, this is a joke, Jack measures. Dean does that a lot, uses sarcasm and empty threats, at first they used to confuse and frighten Jack but now he just accepts it’s part of his nature. Dean is grumpy. Loveable but grumpy.

“See your theatrics are quite comical. You couldn’t leave us if you tried. Who would open the pickle jars for you, darling?” Cas smirks, Jack remembers witnessing this scene, Dean saying all the “no words” at a jar of gherkins as he struggled for a good 5 minutes, until his dad took the jar and opened it within two seconds.

“It was one time! And I swear I loosened it!” Dean glowers, clearly ashamed by the great pickle debacle of last week.

“Dads, stop. I will remove the magnet.” Jack decides it’s his job to play peacemaker, he steps up and gently takes the magnet off baby’s bumper, Dean visibly sighs in relief. Jack tries to hide his disappointment, he’d meant the sticker as a gift.

Cas notices his mood shift and is by his side, pulling Jack into a side hug. “Hey, you can put it on my truck.” He offers, rubbing Jack’s back and making him instantly feel better, must be magic dad powers Jack figures.

“Thanks dad, this is why you’re my favorite.” He says without thinking, Sam and Dean giving him matching offended expressions.

“Uh-what about me, I’m the one that sneaks you candy when Cas isn’t looking.” Sam makes a good point, he is exceptionally good at sneaking. He and Jack have so much fun together, that’s how they ended up with Miracle the dog. Sam had helped Jack smuggle him into the bunker and once both Jack and Cas had bonded with the dog, Dean couldn’t kick him out. Though Jack knows that Dean loves the dog just as much, he’s caught him slipping Miracle some of the good bacon when he thinks no one is looking.

“No Dean is the one that gives me candy. You help me pull pranks!” Jack laughs as Dean, flinches, quickly busing himself with packing all their bags in the trunk along with the weapons they’d need.

“Dean!” Cas says in his low, ‘oh no you’re in trouble,’ voice. “We’ve dicussed this, Jack’s intake of high fructose corn syrup is frighteningly high. He needs to eat real food.” He adds. Nougat is a food, Jack thinks privately, nougat might be his favorite food in fact.

“He’s a kid, he’ll be fine. Dean and I lived on that shi-stuff as kids and we turned out alright.” Sam, usually the vegetable police, surprisingly comes to Jack and Dean’s rescue, earning a matching raised brow from them both.

“Did you though?” Cas challenges, hand on his hip, sometimes dad gets sassy. Jack likes when dad gets sassy because it’s funny, makes him laugh.

“Well damn, don’t sugar coat it or anything babe.” Dean says in disbelief, opening the passenger door for Cas, Sam climbing into Baby’s backseat before Dean motions for Jack to come sit behind him. “Do I even want to know?” He sighs as he spots the box Jack is carrying.

“Well you’ve all been distracting me, I almost forgot.” Jack pauses as he opens the box and holds up the Sam sized sweatshirt. “I made us all shirts! Team shirts, we’re the Cemetery Boys!” He says proudly, shoving the shirt at Sam, then two at Cas, one for him and one for Dean. Jack pulls on his own shirt right away, stretching his arms and modeling it for them all.

“Can you all wear them for me?” Jack pulls out his trump card for this one, using the ‘look’ that Sam had taught him. He made his eyes big and kept them open just long enough so they were watering slightly, then bit his lip.

“I really screwed myself when I taught you my secrets. Really, using my own puppy eyes on me. Really short sighted of me to teach you that.” Sam sighs as he pulls on the sweatshirt, Cas doing the same.

“Nope, still not doing it. I don’t do matching shirts.” Dean holds firm, shaking his head at Cas when he holds out the sweatshirt to him as they pull out of the garage.

“Dean, the couch in the library is awfully uncomfortable. It’d be a shame if you had to sleep there.” Cas is firmly on team Cemetery Boys, pulling out the big threats to get Jack his way.

“Ugh fine, but no one can ever find out about this!” Dean groans, waiting until he’s at a stop sign at the end of the road to pull it on. Jack lights up, his team is complete, all three dads are wearing his shirt!

“It’s funny how easily emasculated you are Dean. Life is a lot more fun when you stop caring about gender expectations.” Cas smirks, Dean rolling his eyes at Cas and mimicking his know it all expression.

“Dean is sensitive, dad, and he’s really good at making pies! I think he cares less than you think he does.” Jack pauses, pleased when Dean makes eye contact with him in the rearview mirror and smiles. “Besides, I saw the pink underwear he hides when I helped with that laundry that one time.” He adds, Dean’s smile quickly disappearing, his eyes wide as he tightly gripped the steering wheel.

“Jesus Christ, kid, stop selling out all my secrets.” Dean grits between his teeth, now he is blushing. Jack knows Dean hates blushing just as much as he does.

“Oh that’s good! Can’t wait to tell Claire that one!” Sam barks out a laugh, taking his phone out of his pocket.

“You wouldn’t!” Dean hangs his head in shame when they stop for a train.

“Already did!” Sam sing songs, holding up his phone. Jack is sometimes thankful that Claire doesn’t live with them, living with your sibling seems exhausting sometimes, if Sam and Dean are any indication.

“Alright that’s enough Jack, don’t spill all the coffee. Your dad is allowed to have his secrets.” Cas intervenes, gently patting Dean’s thigh.

“Tea, dad, its spill the tea!” Jack sometimes can’t handle how out of touch his dad is. Guess that’s what happens when you’re millions of years old.

“Oh right, what’s the difference?” Cas sighs, laying his head back against the headrest as if he’s exhausted, Jack knows it’s just for dramatic effect because Cas doesn’t sleep.

“Cas, there’s big difference! One is the nectar of the gods and the other is glorified leaf water.” Dean defends, holding Cas’ hand, it’s meant to be a private gesture, but Jack can see it and it makes his heart happy.

“Tea is good.” Sam tries.

“I rest my case.” Dean counterpoints.

The case is a rough one, it turns out to be a bit more than a simple salt and burn. The ghost, a family annihilator was coming from beyond the grave to try to kill his son who had survived his attack. They had split into two groups, Dean and Cas at the cemetery burning the bones and Jack and Sam with the victim, trying to keep him safe.

“Do you think maybe we can take a photo together in our shirts?” Jack asks offhandedly as he and Sam roam the house looking for any objects that might still tether the ghost to the house.

“Why do you care so much about these shirts and taking a photo together?” Sam asks curiously, making Jack pause to think for a moment.

“Because, I’ve been watching a bunch of shows and movies, and all the families in them, they have all these photos together. They make all these memories together and they display them in their houses for everyone to see. I want that. The fact that we don’t have that makes me kind of scared, like this isn’t real. Like you all are prepared to run at a moment’s notice if I go nuclear.” Jack explains, using air quotes around the word nuclear.

“Oh. Oh. Jack, hey, it’s not like that. I guess, well we’ve been so busy saving people and hunting things, we’ve lost track of normal family things. You’re family Jack. Promise.” Sam says right away, pulling Jack into a crushing hug. Sam is strong, Jack hopes to be that strong someday.

“Can we take a photo then, a family portrait?” Jack asks hopefully.

“Family portrait? Family portrait. Shit! Jack, the family portrait!” Sam gasps, letting Jack go and looking around the room with wild eyes.

“Huh?” Jack is trying to catch up before he spots the family portrait hanging above the fireplace, both the victim and his evil departed dad in the photo. He rushes to grab it off the wall and tosses it into the fireplace. Sam pulls out a container of salt and lighter fluid, coating the portrait, then Jack tosses a match, lighting it on fire.

“Good work kid.” Sam grins as the ghost appears and then bursts into flames. “I think you’ve earned that portrait.”

True to his word, the first thing in the morning, Sam helps Jack use the laptop to find the closest portrait studio. It happens to be a JC Penney portrait studio, making Dean groan and complain about cheesy backgrounds and awkward poses that they’d likely endure. With much coaxing and further threats from Cas to relegate Dean to sleeping with Miracle on the dog bed, he agrees to the photoshoot.

Jack gets several copies of the photos made. He hands out wallet sized copies to Mary and Eileen who both coo over how adorable they look. Cas gets it framed and hangs it in the library, Dean never admits he likes it, but Jack catches him stopping to look at it every day, a proud smile on his face.

This is Jack’s family. His team. His Cemetery Boys.

#suptober21 #cemetery boys #supernatural #destiel #jack kline #jack kline pov #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #fan fiction

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awhiskeyriver · 3 years

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The Game: Pt. 1

This is for @southsidestory & @roxys-turing-machine who both expressed interest in wanting to know more about Delly x Thresh’s story from The Panem Nightlock’s universe. Likely, this will be a continuous series of drabbles/one-shots if there is enough interest! Enjoy part one!

Summary: Delly Cartwright has always loved fairy-tales, and dreams of her own happy ending. If only her and Thresh Brookes could get on the same page.

“Five, six, seven, eight!”

Music blared through the small speaker on the sideline of the field as we struck our opening poses. The sound of poms swishing through the air in unison overtook the field and I smiled brightly up at the stands, where an imaginary audience was cheering us on.

While it was true that the fans came for a football game, they stayed for us. Our ability to get the crowd going, have everyone on their feet was a gift. When our signature mix of songs began at half-time, the stadium absolutely vibrated with a roar of cheers.

The ten year old girl from Seattle, home-schooled and painfully shy for most of her childhood, couldn’t have imagined it.

My chest rose and fell heavily as the number came to a close and I stood squatted down on the turf hitting my last pose.

“Better. Still needs a lot of work, but it’s coming along,” Coach commented with arms folded across her torso with a contemplative look.

“It would kill her to just say good job,” Maysilee muttered under her breath, making me laugh.

“But then we might develop a sense of confidence,” I teased back, making her roll her eyes.

Practice was finished, but my day was still far from over. Classes wouldn’t begin for another week, but tonight was the first Welcome Back mixer at the Theta Kappa Phi house. It was also the night that Cashmere would announce that I would be the new acting Vice President.

One of the only Sophomore’s to be voted into such a position in all of Theta’s history. It was still hard for me to wrap my mind around. Like a dream. Like finally everything was piecing--

“Incoming!”

Maysilee gasped, and I spun around, poms dropping from my hands just in time to catch the football hurdling in my direction. I stood in shocked silence for a moment, trying to comprehend what had just happened as a small group of Nightlock’s players jogged closer in retrieval.

“Whoa, sorry,” one of them said, taking the ball back from my extended hand.

“No harm, no foul,” I smiled, and when he returned it, I felt my heart rate increase.

No one had the right to be that good looking.

“That was pretty impressive, I have to admit,” he added, and standing there in front of me, I had to practically crane my neck in order to meet his eyeline. So tall.

“Which part? The fact that you almost hit me square in the face, or that I caught it?”

“Definitely that you caught it,” he humored, tossing the ball back and forth in his hands. “It’d be kind of lame if I wasn’t able to throw a ball.”

His southern drawl made words like caught and ball sound like there was a ‘w’ added into them. It took me by surprise. There weren’t many southern boys all the way up in Wisconsin. Then again, the same could be said for me. I’d yet to meet another student from Washington so far.

I curtseyed a little, teasingly, because he seemed to be waiting for something. That made him laugh before his teammates started to loudly call him over to mid-field. He ignored them, keeping himself squarely in front of me.

“So...you’re on the dance team?”

I nodded, and he mimicked the motion.

“Alright then. Guess I’ll be seein’ you around.”

“Guess so,” I confirmed, even as he started to jog away. I bit down on my bottom lip hard to keep from smiling stupidly.

“Are you okay, Dell?” Maysilee asked, placing a hand on my shoulder to spin me in her direction.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“Who cares? He almost gave you a black eye! Can you imagine the amount of cover up it would take to fix that?”

“But he didn’t, and that is because I am impressive.”

“Please,” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“I’m sorry, did you hear that accent? Hubba hubba.”

“I wouldn’t have pegged him for being your type,” she said, swishing her hair back and forth over her shoulders.

“No?”

What was there to possibly not like? His charming smile and the way his perfectly straight teeth were so white they almost glowed? The way his eyes crinkled when he laughed at my lame joke? It went without saying his tall frame and bulging muscles were drool worthy. He filled out his sweats nicely, highlighting the curve of his ass perfectly. When he lifted his shirt up to wipe sweat from his brow, revealing a toned stomach, I almost fainted.

“It’s just that you’re so bright and bubbly and Thresh is...so not.”

“Thresh?” So he had a name.

“I know that face,” she accused, handing over my discarded poms as we began to make our way off field.

“What?” I asked with feigned innocence.

“You don’t even know him.”

Of course Maysliee was right, I didn’t know him. And I had a terrible habit of getting ten steps ahead of myself in most situations. My mother called it the Disney complex. I dreamed of fairy-tale endings and happily ever afters.

But when I looked over my shoulder, tucking back my unruly curls to afford me one last look at him, I saw his eyes were still fixated on me, also.

So really, could a girl even be blamed for being a hopeless romantic?

#the panem nightlocks #the panem nightlocks series #thresh x delly #the bet #fanfic #thg fanfic #thg #fanfiction #drabble

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sohannabarberaesque · 2 years

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In a second-rate motel room somewhere near Wisconsin Dells, with some time having lapsed between the surprise shortwave worldcasts of Honey and Sis

SIS: Sometimes, I admit it's probably for the best that we need to take a break from worldcasting and take a serious breather to imagine where we should go next.

HONEY, rather the inquisitive one: You mean as to the kind of worldcasts we should put on, or where we should do the next such worldcast from?

SIS: That is a good question--[something comes unto her mind] Say, didn't Crazy Claws invite us over to share in one of his podcasts from Wisconsin Dells over the summer?

HONEY, rather surprised at that suggestion: Now that you mention it ...

Where could this go next, fellow Old Hanna-Barberians? Stay tuned--or should that be "tooned?"!

#hanna barbera #vignette #honey and sis #shortwave worldcast #shortwave radio #where next #where do we go from here #stay tuned #stay tooned #hannabarberaforever

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zayamoone-old · 3 years

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TF2 Mage AU

A Team Fortress 2 AU where magic exists and I change the storyline.

Hi! I don’t post here often, so I thought I’d change that by posting something that’s been occupying my thoughts for a while: a TF2 mage AU! When I discovered that a mage AU didn’t exist (at least, not any that I could find), I just had to take it upon myself to make one of my own. So, here are all of the ideas I currently have for the AU! Note that (eventually) this will become a written story. How long that will take, I have no clue. I still need a plot (if you have any plot ideas please please let me know; I’m desperate).

Basic Premise/World Info

The premise of the AU is, obviously, that mages exist. When people reach a certain age, they are allowed to start learning a single type of magic. There are many different magic types, ranging from elemental magic to dark magic. When a mage reaches a certain skill level, they are given a Familiar. They do not get to pick their Familiar- their Familiar picks them. They then keep their Familiar as a pet. The Familiar’s state of health, life span, and mood are synced with their owners (so for example, when their owner is sick the Familiar is sick, when the owner is sad the Familiar is sad, when the owner dies the Familiar dies, etc.). There are some people who choose not to take up a type of magic. These people are creatively referred to as Nomages, and in some cultures are looked down upon (though the same could be said about Mages).

Some things to clear up about the altered side of the AU are 1) The BLU team does not exist; I never saw a need for the two teams, and having them both just leads to basic and generally overused plot lines, 2) Australium doesn’t exist!! No immortality crap, 3) Gray Mann is the younger brother of Redmond and Blutarch (Red and Blu are still twins) and does not have a ridiculous story of him being able to talk since birth and being raised by eagles and whatnot, and 4) Saxton Hale is not very important to the plot. In fact, he’s actually dead in this AU. I wasn’t going to include him at all because I don’t like him and I couldn’t figure out how to fit him in, but a friend of mine actually had a cool idea for him being dead that I’ll elaborate on later.

Anyways, with all that out of the way, it’s time to introduce the characters!

Characters (headcanons and other details will be saved for asks)

Offense Classes (Elemental Mages)

Scout

Name: Jeremy Andrews

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Boston, Massachusetts, USA

Age: 27

Magic Type: Wind

Uses his magic to move faster, jump higher, and knock back enemies. I’d imagine he’d also use it to propel himself past or over enemies to land in front of or on top of them.

Decided to learn wind magic for basically the canon reason: he wanted to get the upper hand in fights, and also wanted to manage to beat his brothers to fights. So, instead of Speed magic, he decided to take up Wind magic since not only did it make him faster, but it is a great tool for fighting.

Soldier

Name: Jane Doe

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual, he really has no preference

POB: Minneapolis, Missouri, USA

Age: 50

Magic Type: Earth

Uses his magic to reach high places and throw literal boulders at people; basically a replacement for his RPG.

Took up earth magic to thereotically assist him in WWII (because if he’s a mage, they’d have to accept him, right?). He also found being able to throw destructive boulders to be incredibly helpful in any fight.

Pyro

Name: ???

Gender: Nobody knows, everybody just refers to them as a they or an it.

Sexuality: Aromantic asexual

POB: ???

Age: ???

Magic Type: Fire

Fire.

Idk what to tell you man they just really like fire.

Doesn’t have the optical mask; they see everything as it really is, but their behavior towards fire and death and destruction remains the same. They still like unicorns and rainbows.

Defense Classes (Trait Mages)

Engineer

Name: Dell Conagher

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Mostly straight, but he leans both ways. Ultimately, he doesn’t care much about relationships.

POB: Bee Cave, Texas, USA

Age: 43

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

Doesn’t see a need to learn magic, he already has enough skill in the engineering field.

Was mainly hired because his family worked for the Admin’s family for decades. And also because, y’know, he’s one of the smartest people on the planet.

Heavy

Name: Mikhail 'Misha' Morozov

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

POB: Dzhugdzhur Mountains, Khabarovsk Krai, USSR

Age: 57

Magic Type: Strength

Uses his magic to make himself inhumanly strong whenever he so chooses. This means he can switch from oh so gentle to strong enough to crush bone in seconds.

Took up Strength magic after he escaped the gulag to better protect his family, should the need arise.

Demoman

Name: Tavish DeGroot

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Ullapool, Scotland

Age: 49

Magic Type: Leaping

His magic basically just lets him jump really high (higher than Scout can go with his magic). This lets him shoot/throw grenades/bombs from more effective and destructive distances.

Mostly took up Leaping magic just to get his mom off his back about him learning magic. His father was a Leaping Mage, so Demo simply followed in his footsteps.

Support Classes (Arcane Mages)

Medic

Name: Dr. Ludwig Humboldt

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

POB: Stuttgart, Germany

Age: 45

Magic Type: Necromancy

Familiar: Archimedes - Dove

Uses his magic to revive people, heal people, and communicate with the dead.

Took up the controversial art of necromancy to aid in his job. This eventually cost him his medical license.

Ngl I'm super excited to write Necromancer Medic I'm really happy with this concept help

Sniper

Name: Mick Mundy

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Whyalla, Australia

Age: 28

Magic Type: Shadow

Familiar: Hunter - Australian Shepard

Uses his magic to teleport into and transform into shadows. This is helpful for sneaking in between watchtowers and passing people unseen.

Began learning Shadow magic before he was even a sniper. He has always been an introvert and wanted to be able to get through crowds unseen and hide from people without being found.

Despite his young age, he already has a Familiar. He's just that much of a professional.

Is actually from Australia and the Mundys are his birth parents.

Spy

Name: Eugène Baudelaire

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Bordeaux, France

Age: 46

Magic Type: Mind

Familiar: Jacques - Birman

Uses his magic to read minds, bend wills, and use telepathy. These abilities all have some limits, but they are incredibly useful nonetheless.

Always enjoyed being sneaky and deceitful as a child, and as he got older he started learning Mind magic. This combined with his cunning nature and Dell's cloaking technology makes him one of the most stealthy and dangerous men in existence.

Although he denies it, he loves Jacques more than anything or anybody else. He'll often let the cat curl up on his lap while he's reading a magazine in his smoking room.

Other Characters

The Administrator

Name: Helen Callaway

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Aromantic asexual. People are horrid.

POB: Bristol, UK

Age: 56

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

Runs Team Fortress and uses them for her own needs.

A family friend of the Manns who took over TF after all the Mann brothers were m y s t e r i o u s l y murdered.

Miss Pauling

Name: Allison Pauling

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Closeted lesbian

POB: Like. America or something. (Madison, Wisconsin for now idk)

Age: 31

Magic Type: N/A (Nomage)

A close friend and long-time assitant to the Admin. Eagerly helps her run TF.

Redmond Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: England or somewhere, idfk. The Manns are British or something right?

Age: 89

Magic Type: Fire

Before his and Blutarch's death, he ran the RED team. After his death, the remains of his team consisted of only Pyro, Engie, Demo, and Spy.

Never used his magic. They only reason he learned Fire magic was to try to get the upper hand on his twin.

Blutarch Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: Ditto

Age: 89

Magic Type: Ice

Ran the BLU team before he died and the two teams were merged. After his death, his team consisted of only Scout, Soldier, Heavy, Medic, and Sniper. Since he had more people on his team at the end, he counts this as a win for him.

Also never used his magic. Learned Ice magic also to try to get the upper hand as his brother. Their magic types basically cancelled each other out, so this was not helpful in the slightest.

Gray Mann

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight, but couldn't care less

POB: Ditto

Age: 84

Magic Type: Shadow

Familiar: Delta - Bald Eagle

After he murdered his older brothers, he took over TF Industries and merged RED and BLU to create Team Fortress.

Took up Shadow magic in preparation for the day he would get what he wanted. It also comes in handy for literally anything illegal.

Saxton Hale

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

POB: A U S T R A L I A .

Age: 37

Magic Type: Strength

Ran TF Industries in its early days alongside the Mann twins before he died.

Learned Strength magic to better wrestle animals. That's it.

Idolized by literally only Soldier. Everybody else is like "Yeah no that guy was an idiot."

Wow. That was a lot to write, and I did it all in one sitting. It is late. I am losing the ability to comprehend any thoughts.

So anyways, I'd love to hear your guys' thoughts on this!! It's a heavy WIP, so I'd appreciate feedback and suggestions ;) Also, please feel free to submit asks about the AU!! It'd help a lot with its development! Also, plot ideas would be MUCH appreciated. Literally the only thing that ever prevents me from writing is my inability to come up with a plot. So if you have literally ANY ideas, please do submit them via an ask! I'd love to hear them, no matter how stupid you think they may be!

That's all for now! I'll post writing and art for the AU whenever I get around to that. Stay tuned, and please do send me your thoughts! I'll see you all later ✨

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