Fun size whitty: hey whitty what are you doing can I join?
Whitty: I’m eating a hamburger and sure you can join go grab a snack from the kitchen
Fs whitty: whitty! What are you up to csn I join?
Whitty: I’m hanging up my nice suit after a date with carol uh… I guess you can help. Here put my bow tie on my nightstand
Fs: wow! What are you doing it looks so fun! Can I join?
Whitty: …………….. I’m eating s bowl of cereal at three in the morning. You can have some but then go back to bed
Fs: whitty why’d you close the door can I come in and join what are you doing?
Whitty: I’m taking a shit. In the bathroom. You know this room is the bathroom. And HELL NO YOU CANT JOIN
Fs: whitty why are you making funny noises? Can I join?
Bf: well whittys choking on a meatball from his sphagetti. You wanna join? *shoves a meatball in Fs whitty throat*
Whitty: breathes
Fs: what are you doing can I join?
Whitty: can’t you go bug somebody else?
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WIP Whenever
I was tagged by @falmerbrook! ...a while ago. I'm tagging @im-fairly-whitty, @sheepwithspecs, and @bzedan--if you want to do it, obvi.
I was hoping to have something for one of my fics started this week, but alas--too much work. Instead, I'll just do a lil thing from my original work:
He scrambled over the soft, slippery carpet of leaves beneath his feet, lungs burning as he gasped in cold breath after cold breath. The wolf was close on his heels, howling. Oh, god, it was calling more. He pushed himself over a fallen tree, nearly stumbling over it as he tried to heave himself forward one-handed. The box! He was still carrying the box!
He threw it aside, then sprinted in the opposite direction. But the wolf stayed close, and it was much more practiced in the art of the chase than he was. His calves burned, his lungs ached, and as he tried to push forward in one last burst of speed, his foot caught on the gnarled root of a tree, sending him crashing down to the forest floor. He rolled over as quickly as he could, just in time to see the wolf lunge at him.
As he braced himself for what would no doubt be a very painful death, something leaped over him, straddling his chest. He automatically heaved himself back through its—they, it was human (or something close)—through their legs, gaping as he caught sight of their fist plunging into the wolf’s open mouth. The wolf gagged, teeth clamping over the person’s arm, but they held their stance and pushed the wolf back. It gagged again, and as they drew their arm out of its mouth, it made a horrible hacking noise as it backed away. Finally, it opted to turn and run, still huffing out coughs as it went.
Cai stayed very still, breathing hard as he watched the wolf run off. Finally, he looked up at his savior. In the dark, he couldn’t make out more than the bulky shape of them, covered as they were with furs. They breathed hard, clouds puffing up over the hooded shape of their head, then they finally shook out their hand.
“Gods damn, that hurt more than I thought it would.” They turned; their face was shielded by their hood and a thick scarf, but Cai could just see pale blue eyes narrowed at him. “Didn’t anyone tell you not to wander in the forest alone?”
“I…well, yes,” he said weakly.
“Oh, so you just decided to play tag with a wolf in the dark for fun, then?” The voice was decidedly feminine, with an odd accent he’d never heard before. His savior narrowed her eyes at him again, then rolled them before holding out her hand. “You’re from that town, aren’t you? Just like stadvolken, you never can manage outside of your cushy homes.”
Cai took her hand, legs shaking as she pulled him up to his feet. “I…yes. Thank you. I…I don’t know how to repay you,” he said, voice hoarse.
She looked over him for a moment, the sliver of her face clearly unimpressed. “Well, you didn’t piss yourself. Suppose that’s thanks enough.” She looked down at her bitten arm. “No broken skin on me, either.”
Cai looked down at her arm, then back up at her face. “You…oh my god, you punched a wolf in the mouth,” he finally said, eyes widening.
“I did. Stupid of me, actually, but I’m always weak for dramatics. Don’t do that, by the way.” She held her arm up for him to see. Thick padding covered her arm, and small bits of straw and wool poked out. “He’d’ve bitten your arm clean off.” She let out a little huff, then nodded. “You have a camp?”
“I…I did.”
“You’re not hopeless, then, that’s good. Come with me; I’ll get you to the inn.” She’d already started walking. He quickly loped to catch up with her, then stopped.
“Oh, the…hang on! I had a-a box. A wooden one, about this big?” He held up his hands in an approximate size. “I threw it during the chase, but it’s, uh, it’s important.”
Her pale eyebrows rose. “Not that important, clearly,” she said, though she started poking through the undergrowth with her boot.
“Well, it wouldn’t do me any good if I was that wolf’s dinner,” Cai said dryly. “But…I need to take it somewhere.”
“Where?”
“Merrhun?”
“Merrhun?” She whirled around staring at him. “That’s clear across the valley! You’re not gonna survive that—even without the spritvolken wandering around, you couldn’t get ten feet in the forest without a wolf trying to chomp you to pieces.” She waved a gloved hand. “Tell you what, from someone who actually knows her way round here, you’re better off heading back home.”
“I can’t. It’s…well, it’s a long story.” Cai, knelt down in the weeds, looked up at her. “Look. Thank you for saving me. I-I wish I could repay you, but you don’t have to hang around if you don’t want.” He let out a long sigh, giving a shrug. “I know what I’m doing is a long shot. That’s…well, that’s my burden to bear.”
He continued looking for the box, trying not to be too disappointed as he heard her start to walk away, footsteps fading. Well. Things could be worse than being alone again.
Before he could start feeling too badly about himself, though, something large and wooden was suddenly shoved in front of his nose.
“This your box?” the woman asked.
Cai let out a quick gasp, and he took the box gladly. “Oh, yes! Yes, it is, thank you!” He gave her a wide grin, and she waved a gloved hand.
“Oh, hush up, hush up,” she said. “No need to fall over yourself.” She set her hands on her hips. “Let’s find your camp and pack you up. I’ll get you to the Midforest Inn, and then we can talk about this mad plan of yours to get to Merrhun.” She held out her hand to help him up. “Name’s Anneke, by the way.”
“Anneke,” Cai repeated, then shook his head. “Oh! Oh, I’m Cai.”
Anneke nodded for him to follow her. “Then come on, Cai. It’s a bit of a walk, but let’s be honest: you won’t be sleeping after that anyway.”
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More Frozen 3 Stuff
So, my basic idea for the Bad Guys side plot of my hypothetical Frozen 3/Frozen TV show is this:
The old soldier Voland is seeking to unlock something held with a magic mirror, currently protected by enchantment laid with the help of the previous 5th Spirit (who I'll explain more about in the next part where I do the Heroes storyline) and the four Elemental Spirit Gaurdians.
In order to break their enchntments, Voland needs to obtain four magical items capable of binding the Spirits. For this purpose he has gathered four people with special skills and connections that can help him gain the items, and who are desperate enough to bidn themsleves to him.
The four itmes he seeks are an ancient lantern crafted to hold the hottest Fire, a silver bridle string enough to tame even the rolling raging Sea, a bag gifted to hold the wildest Wind and a bell that rings deep enough to rock the foundations of the Earth.
Each of these items would correspond to an Elemental Spirit Gaurdian, each of whom will be encountered by Elsa on her journey to discover what it mean to be the 5th Spirit (yes its basically kinda Avatar but when youre working with an Elemental Magic system you run that risk).
Elsa's main guide on this journey will be Vand, the Spirit of Water, who we've already met in his horse form as the Nokk (credit to @im-fairly-whitty who created his human form and name based off of Scandinavian folklore where the Nokk had the human form of a man playing a violin).
Everyone has a an element they're most linked to, and Elsa's is Water, always deeper then you think, and linked to eternal transformation. Thus Vand will be her spirit guide on her journey.
Dovregubben is the Mountain King, lord of all the Earth spirits, suck as the rock giants and the trolls. He dwells within Miner's Mountain beyond Elsa's Ice Palace.
Then there's Tuuletar, the true name of Gale the Wind Spirit, who prefers to tak the form of a woman outlined in leaves when they deign to take human form.
And finally there is Norrsken, the eldest of the Salamnaders who's flame is the echo Northern Lights itself.
For fun here's a size comparison of them all worh Vand in human form/size for scale.( Both Wind and Water are able to change their size as needed )
Since this is a passion project for fun I get to make it the movie/show I'd want, and I wnt some actual Disney crossovers. So my idea for the heist plot the Bad Guys are on is this. First, they have to travel to Glowerhaven, home of Princess Ida, where the journal of one Herz deSonne of Corona has washed up and is in the process of being transcribed and restored before being returned to Corona. The book has the locations of the other items they need, and Hans, with his knowledge of court and ways of twisting people, is sent in to gain it, where he runs into the far too perseptive Princess Ida, who's insight into his psychology rattles him, and is what begins the first crack that launches his eventually Redemption Arc.
Each location afterwards would focus on learning more about the other members of the group and slowly building up the mystery of Voland and his ultimate goals as well as the slow burn of Han's Redemption as he both has informative exprinces as he helps steal each item, and realizes just how much like Voland he could turn out if he continuesto follow this path, and how little he truly wants that (also his slow burn enemies to friends to lovers relationship with Karen).
The Lantern is the Spire which Rapunzel once discovered in her own series, and would be a Hans centric episode, and might have a cameo with a now married with children Rapunzel and Eugene.
The Bell is located in the Kingdom of Peltinore, where we'd learn more about the sadisitic Inge and how her cruelty landed her in the Dark Realm, which she only escaped with Voland's help, as well as meeting a young Prince Charming, pre-Cinderella.
The Bridle is located in the Kingdom of Equis, ruled by the boorish King Trevor, where we'd also learn more about Skyggen and hia tragic backstory of how his magical experiments ended up with hia own shadow stealing his life and his desperation to regain it with Voland's help.
Finally, the Bag of Winds (as seen before in my Canon Descendants Little Mermaid story) is located in the kingdom of Tirulia, where Hans and Karen must face the questions, riddles ( and knife )of a strange statue, and we learn of Karen's story as a lonely young orphan who only wanted to be pretty as the young Princess Ida, and foolishly accepted a pair of red dancing shoes given to her by an old soldier, that she's never been able to get free of since.
The Mirror of course is to be found in Atohallan, where the final battle between Elsa and her family and Voland and his minions will take place...
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