I just checked, Wynonna Earp is indeed back! There are four episodes of S2 so far, but, as far as I can tell, the only places that have them are Amazon Prime and Syfy's truly terrible webplayer.
Four episodes!!!! I fail at research, apparently, I feel like I should have known that.
There are very few shows in this world where I will buy the seasons as they air, but Wynonna Earp might just join that august company.
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voice notes that you forget about are the worst for that. itunes sometimes detects them as songs. aka “i’ve woken myself up five years in the future with bad trombone noises followed by "what am i going to do with my life” ’ which really just sounds like a band!au for something
okay what the fuck this is way funnier than my shit ass notes
and I appreciate the fact that you felt the need to record that
Written for kaytara-art (and relevant to moons-ganef too :p) for the Sanctuary Averra Christmas Card Exchange. Good old dose of fluff and nostalgia. ^^
"...what are you doing?"
Giving one last, futile attempt at wrangling the tinsel into shape, Raphael gave up on it. It immediately fell to the ground, looking for all the world like it would be taunting him if it was sentient.
"...decorating?" he offered, looking around at Kay. “Trying to, anyway,” he amended, catching her expression. "It's loud and garish and sparkly and an excuse to indulge for a bit, so I thought it was appropriate."
"It is." Dropping the bag of books she'd been holding, Kay nudged at the tinsel. "I meant with this, though. You were doing something with your wings...?"
Spreading his right wing, the Archangel showed off feathers with silver and gold shimmers between them. When Kay reached out to them, nudging a purple feather out of the way, she closed her hand around one of them and tugged to free it.
"...angel's hair tinsel?" She raised an eyebrow.
"...yes, well..." He shrugged. "It seemed festive enough."
Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Really?" Distrustful, she turned the holiday decoration around in her hands, twining it between her fingers.
"...mostly?" Raphael made a somewhat helpless gesture. "You seemed to like doing this that first Christmas after we met, so..."
Kay froze up slightly. "...I... I did..." she muttered.
Warm hands wrapped around hers. Careful, Raphael guided her to the couch. "There's... there's still some left," he said. "Some tinsel. It was supposed to be a surprise when you came home, but... do you want to help?"
Her hands squeezed his for a moment. "...alright," she said, giving a short nod. "I'll... I'll help."
With a relieved smile, Raphael picked the package of gaudy Christmas tree decoration off the floor and gave it to her. Turning his back to her, he spread the left wing, only half-decorated.
Plucking two strings from the packet, Kay ran her fingers through the feathers, lifting a patch and weaving the shiny decorations through it. His wing quivered slightly, but he held it still.
"...I missed this."
Kay looked up, giving a smile a lot less guarded than usual, though he couldn't see. "So did I."
"Thank you," Raphael said, sounding relaxed and fond of her. "Merry Christmas."