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#And Then There Were Three
scarlettwriter91 · 4 months
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Chapter 13 has taken an unexpected turn and I need your guy's help to figure out what to do.
I can post early, probably this afternoon or in the morning at the latest, and you'll get a chapter that is quite a bit of fluff with the added bonus of "Snape has the flu and Harry helps take care of him." And the next chapter, likely next Wednesday, will get us back to our regularly scheduled drama, but won't involve the Draco plot.
Or, I can make this chapter incredibly long, post it on Friday, and then next week we will get back to Draco.
What do you think???
Also, have a sneak peak in which Harry threatens to sic McGonagall on Snape lol
"I do not need my thirteen-year-old son to play nurse maid, thank you very much." Harry glared. "I could always get Grandma." Snape narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn't dare." "Try me."
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cosmonautroger · 2 months
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Genesis, And Then There Were Three, 1978
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cozycraftzbl · 8 months
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jt1674 · 2 months
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frostbeees · 8 months
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mrwilliewonka · 3 months
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Not that theres anything wrong with more commercial/pop music, but when I see Genesis snobs condemn And Then There Were Three as commercial "pop" garbage I genuinely wonder if we listened to the same album. Apart from Follow You Follow Me (which is a good song btw) I seriously don't understand how someone could come to that conclusion. I think it's just as proggy and ethereal as it's predecessor Wind & Wuthering.
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stitch1830 · 2 years
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To the anon that sent me some prompt ideas for Kantoph, here's another one I just completed! We're chipping away slowly but surely, and for those that are interested in the stories/AUs, I have a whole work dedicated for these prompts on AO3. Hope you all enjoy! :D
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~ 3.) Kanto(or any person in the gaang) ties Lin's hair
“Bunnies, Baba! I want bunnies.”
Kanto chuckled as he combed his daughter’s unruly hair. Every morning they had a routine, just the two of them, that consisted of Lin picking out her hairstyle for the day and Kanto fulfilling the request. It wasn’t a big or fancy routine, but Lin absolutely loved it, and Kanto wasn’t one to say no to his baby girl.
So, like every other morning that they had to go to daycare and work, the two scurried off to the bathroom after breakfast to fix up Lin’s hair.
“Do you want bows, too?” he asked. Lin nodded, her eyes bright and her smile wide.
The toddler sat on the bathroom counter as Kanto combed and readied the hair ties and bows for Baba’s Special Bunny Hairdo.
“When I grow up I wanna be a rabaroo,” she said.
Kanto let out a bemused snort, but played along. “A rabaroo? Not a loop-eared rabbit or a hopping llama?”
“No!”
“No, well what about a badgermole?” Kanto asked. “Do you not wanna Mama’s little badgermole anymore?”
“No no I’ll be both!”
“Good, because I would’ve been very sad to not have my little badgermole anymore.”
The duo turned around to find Toph leaning against the bathroom door, her smirk firmly in place.
“Mama!” Lin hopped off the counter (with Kanto’s assistance of course), and ran into her mother’s arms. Toph scooped her up easily and they went chatting about the pros and cons of being a rabaroo versus a badgermole. 
Perhaps Kanto was an overly sentimental man, but seeing Toph and Lin interact never ceased to make his heart skip a beat. Lin was a mini Toph, and because of that, they were inseparable. He loved how Toph’s face lit up when Lin called for her, or how Lin looked for her mother whenever there was something cool to show her or tell her. Their mannerisms, So forgive the man if his eyes brimmed with tears a bit. Kanto was so lucky to call them his family, and he never wanted to take it for granted.
Toph suddenly directed her attention to Kanto. “Ready to go in here, Mr. Beauty Queen?”
Kanto scoffed. “Bold words coming from you, Chief! How long were you in the bathroom today?”
“Hey, it takes time to put all this hair up. You have no hair and from what our officers say, it looks like you rolled out of bed.”
“You wound me,” he said with a grin. He pulled his girls closer to him, giving Toph a soft kiss on her lips, much to the chagrin of Lin. She burrowed her face in Toph’s neck to “shield her eyes,” and Kanto couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m ready to go when you are, Chief,” he whispered against her lips.
Toph smiled when they parted. “Then let’s go start our day.”
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dustedmagazine · 1 year
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Michael Chapman — And Then There Were Three (Lantern Heights)
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Michael Chapman got framed as a folk musician, and if you relate culpability to association, it’s not hard to see why. He got his start performing in a folk club, and for most of his career he played solo guitar. He had plenty of blues licks in his bag, and told stories about weird nights with John Fahey. But in his own mind, he was not a folk musician at all, and records like And Then There Were Three, which has just been issued on two pieces of black vinyl after first being issued on CD in 2010, show how he realized his ambitions for a time, even when the resources he had to do so were starting to dwindle.
And Then There Were Three is a recording of a gig that Chapman played in Nottingham in 1977. At the time, he maintained a band, but the grind of steady touring in a depressed economy had shrunk its size to the number in the title. Chapman sang and played electric guitar, backed by Rod Clements (Lindisfarne, Jack The Lad) on electric bass and Keef Hartley (John Mayall and the Bluesbreakers, Rory Storm and the Hurricanes) on drums. It represents, one suspects, a typical gig. The set comprises songs from Chapman’s albums up to that point, including “Dogs Got More Sense” from his then-current LP, The Man Who Hated Mornings, and several gems from the albums he made for Harvest in the late 1960s and early 1970s — “It Didn’t Work Out” from Rainmaker, “Among The Trees” and “In The Valley” from Window, and “Kodak Ghosts” from Fully Qualified Survivor. 
But while those Harvest albums set Chapman’s gruff confessionals within sometimes-epic settings by a team of contributors who were working out the ideas they would subsequently take to Elton John and the Spiders From Mars, the sound of this trio applies a chemistry honed by relentless gigging to meeting the demands of crowds who wanted this night to be their crazy Saturday, no matter what the calendar said. So, they turned it up and, in idiosyncratic but business-accomplishing fashion, rocked out. Flanging and echo effects enable Chapman’s guitar to occupy plenty of space without resorting to show-off note-spraying. Clements on the other hand, is busily assertive, flexing an ambition to let you now that he can carry the tune as well as the groove. Hartley’s drumming is unflinching in the face of open-ended forays, unfailingly crisp and business-like, and persuasively funky on an up-tempo “Sea Of Wine.” Chapman and company are a jam band, if jam bands had to play sets to purposeful pub crowds instead of people who had already cued up a choice year of the Dead that they were going to play in the car on the ride home. And the folk moves are limited to a high-octane jig-boogie, a joke at Steeleye Span’s expense, and a cover of Alfred Reed’s “How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live?” that has been retrofitted with a rubbery groove. 
This is a record of its time, which was on its way out. With disco leaning in on one side and punk on the other, the audience for idiosyncratic but effective boogie was shrinking. Chapman would soon scale back to solo performance, leaving recordings like this as reminders of days gone by.
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scarlettwriter91 · 5 months
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New favorite line from chapter 8:
Harry exchanged looks with Ron before they both took seats at the end of the table, facing the adults. He wasn’t sure he liked how calm they all were. Normally, Snape would have already been standing and pacing in front of them by now.
“To be clear,” Snape said after a moment, “I wanted to ground you both on the spot and be done with it.”
“Me too,” said Molly.
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And also:
Ron, clearly deciding that one of them should show some form of self preservation, said, “We’re sorry. It won’t happen again.”
Harry snapped his gaze to him. “I’m not sorry.”
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literatureandshit · 2 years
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“hunt the freak right?”
“exactly…”
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mrkoppa · 2 years
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27 October 2022; 10:02pm | Hotel Room Desk Collage Laboratory: Sauk City; Sauk County, Wisconsin
Thought about starting with the Poplars in the Thames Valley by Alfred Parsons, but it was too big for the tiny format intended to do, so figured maybe go with one of three 6x9 boards pre-cut, but then heck why not all three? Paged through World Famous Paintings by Rockwell Kent and then there were three.
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cozycraftzbl · 3 months
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andyprhatchett · 1 month
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valeriapryanikova · 5 months
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This season, on Hermitcraft...
(speedpaint)
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stitch1830 · 2 years
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To the anon that sent me Kantoph prompts way back, here's another prompt complete! I'll add the prompts to the AO3 story so they're all in one place eventually... lmao. Thanks for sending in prompts, and I hope you enjoy!
 Lin has a heart-to-heart talk about her extreme shyness with both her parents
She was a ball of energy at home, but everyday it was a struggle to get her to go to daycare. And when they arrived to pick her up, she’d barrel into their legs, holding on tight and barely letting go. There were days when Lin talked to them for hours on end, but they never saw her talking with the kids her age. 
Toph and Kanto were concerned, to say the least. They just wanted their baby girl to be happy.
“Should we talk to her about it?” Kanto asked Toph one evening. It was late, and while they found comfort in each other's arms at night, they always seemed to talk about their fears in the quietest hours.
Toph shook her head. “How would you feel if you were shy and adults started interrogating you about not bringing friends over?”
Kanto sighed, his hands tightening their grip around Toph. “I just—I hate feeling like we’re not helping her.”
“Me too.”
“Maybe we just…ask her?”
“Ask her if she’s shy?”
“If… if she’s happy.”
So they did. After work, after dinner, and after play time, Kanto sat next to Lin on the ground as they played, while Toph set Lin in her lap, mindlessly running her fingers through Lin’s hair as she chatted with Baba.
“Badge’s claws are really really long. Like, a thousand feet long. But he only uses them for good, not evil.”
“I see, I see,” Kanto replied with a smile. “And my rabaroo can make earthquakes when he jumps really high. But only when I tell him to.”
“Badge can do that too!”
“That so?”
“Yeah, and Roo doesn’t hop, she actually curls in a ball and rolls around to get away then jumps in front of the bad guy!”
Kanto and Toph chuckled for a moment as they marveled at Lin’s imagination. But then they grew quiet, and took a deep breath together.
“Hey baby girl,” Kanto began. “Are you happy?”
“I’m happy,” she replied. Her mind seemed focused on other things, like petting her stuffed badgermole and counting his claws.
Toph kissed the top of Lin’s head. “You like daycare? And your friends?”
Lin stopped petting Badge, pursing her tiny lips. “I don’t like daycare. But I like being home.”
“How come you don’t like daycare?”
“I don’t know anyone.”
Kanto looked up at Toph and saw the worry etched in her face. “Do the kids not talk with you? Or do you not want to talk to them?” he asked. “I don’t know how to talk with them.” Her big green eyes grew misty, and it broke Kanto’s heart to see her this way. “They have friends now, they don’t need more.”
“Hey, it’s okay, baby.” Kanto wiped away her tears with his thumb. “And we don’t know they have enough friends until we ask them!”
“I—I get nervous when I have to talk with them.”
“It’s okay to be shy, Lin,” Toph said. “Lots of people are shy. But if you want to make friends or need help making friends, we’re here to help. Meeting new people can be scary.”
Lin curled further into Toph’s embrace, her hands balled into Toph’s tunic. She didn’t say a word, but they knew their baby girl found comfort in their arms. Still, it hurt Toph and Kanto to know that their child, their favorite person in the world, wasn’t always happy. Lin deserved all the happiness in the world, and Toph and Kanto racked their brains, wondering how they could help her make friends while she struggled to speak up without them.
While Toph held their baby girl, Kanto kissed the top of her head, her forehead, and her cheeks. “It’s okay, Linny. Like Mama said, meeting people can be scary. But Mama and I are here for you. Whatever you need, okay?”
Their daughter gave a small nod, sniffling as she did so. “Can we go to the park tomorrow and play?”
Kanto placed his hand in Toph’s free one, squeezing it gently. While there were many more conversations and bumps in the road to face as a family, perhaps this was the first step that they needed to take. Perhaps taking it one day at a time, giving Lin the support and space she will need to break out of her shell was all they could do. 
Toph and Kanto took one deep breath together. One day at a time. 
“Sure, Linny,” Toph whispered into Lin’s hair. “Let’s go to the park tomorrow."
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egophiliac · 1 month
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IT WAS ERIC AFTER ALL!!!! I'm so glad we got to meet him (before Vil snaps him away with those Infinity Gauntlets) (can't wait to see what happens when we get the matching Infinity Tiara to go with them, there will be no survivors)
(sorry to be so slow/rough lately, just got a lot of stuff on the ol' brain at the moment! alas, if only I could spend all my time drawing incredibly stupid characters I mean I do but)
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