#Noah Porter

[bunnysuitconman]

so that roxy picture in the offices... would that uh. would that be noah's desk

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relief versus grief

twd 05x10 "them"

[userbarson]

[elliot-olivia]

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit — 25.09: Children of Wolves.

[molotovgrifter]

twd as onion headlines

[blank-house]

hello! what are the cast's musical abilities?

I wanted at least one or two people to be really bad at singing, but when we were recording with the VAs we learned that a lot of them can sing AHDHDH

Like Cam is supposed to be canonically bad at singing from their intro, but Cam’s VA, Peach, is so good at it and you guys will see why sometime soon.

But lol before my plans were ruined by our talented voice actors, it was the thought that Cam and Elio were on the bad end of singing while Reynah being the best singer (obvi).

Past vocals— off the top of my head I remember saying Elio is good at most if not all instruments, particularly at the drums and guitar. Jamie did upright bass before learning actual bass but he doesn’t play either anymore. And speaking of, Cam is learning how to play bass!

I also am pretty sure I said Deja was a flautist. Mayhaps. Mmm pretty sure, yeah.

Percy though no instruments and no strong vocals. Didn’t learn any growing up and is not particularly inclined to start. (But his VA does sing ,to which I shake my fist at jokingly)

[thena0315]

Restaurant Scene

*Shout out to Munch 😢

[arizonaaaaaa]

Ranking glee men from gayest to homophobic

Canon gay:

1-Elliot Gilbert

2-Kurt Hummel

2.2-Alistair

3-Blaine Anderson

Not canon gay but it’s fruity as hell:

3.2- Jesse St. James

4-Mason McCarthy

5-Rory Flanagan

6-Ryder Lynn

Bisexual/pansexual:

7-Sam Evans

8-Jake Puckerman

9-Noah Puckerman

Made out with a guy:

10-Will Schuester

11-Brody Weston

Straight:

12-Mike Chang

13-Roderick Meeks

14-Joe Hart

Homophobic:

15-Artie Abrams

16-Finn Hudson

17-Cooper Anderson

Homophobic and gay:

18-Spencer Porter

19-Dave Karofsky

20-Sebastian Smythe

21-Myron Muskovitz

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[cybernecromancer365]

Alex/Olivia headcanon I wrote a long time ago. It got lost and I never really finished it. Apologize in advance for mistakes.

The Parent-Teacher Conference

Alex rushed into an empty classroom where two occupants waited in silence. “Hi, Sorry I’m late.”

Noah perked at her voice, lifting his head from the desk.

The teacher looked up from where she sat at the head of the classroom and sized Alex once. “You are?”

“Right, we haven’t met.” Alex held out her hand. “Alex Cabot. You called about Noah.”

“Yes…I called his mother.”

“Olivia can’t make it.”

The teacher waited for an explanation.

“I-I’m the…other mother.”

The teacher watched her, her brow lifting at the phrase “Other Mother”.

“I have the power of attorney if you need to see it, and you’re welcome to call Olivia to verify.” Alex said but the teacher continued to stare. “You get it, right? I don’t have to explain.”

The woman’s face lit up. “Oh!”

And there it was, the light bulb finally came on.

“I had no idea.”

“Most don’t. Olivia likes to do the school thing.” Alex glanced to Noah. “What happened?” She started in Noah’s direction; the boy averting his gaze as they both closed in on him.

“Noah, would you like to explain what you did?” The teacher said from beside her.

Noah shook his head.

Alex took a small chair from one of the kid-sized desks and sat next to Noah. “What happened?” At Noah’s silence she pushed. “Noah.”

“He punched one of the kids in the face today. The two were caught fighting on the playground.”

Alex watched him. “Better have a good reason.” At her words she turned to the teacher hovering in front of them, the woman silent. “O-Of course Olivia and I don’t condone violence.” Alex cleared her throat.

“He’s been in detention for the remainder of the day.” The teacher softly finished and Alex's brow furrowed.

“Since when?”

“The incident was before lunch.”

“He’s been sitting here the entire day?” Alex stood, hoping her stature intimidated the shorter woman. “Has he been doing anything productive?”

The teacher backed up a step as Alex’s gaze bored into her. “A few worksheets—”

“Christ.” Alex scoffed. “And what lesson did he learn from worksheets?” Alex didn’t want an answer, and held her hand out for Noah to take. “Come on Noah.”

Noah picked up his Spiderman backpack and took her hand.

“You have to understand that our job is to teach and create a positive learning environment—”

“Then you’ve ineffectively done your job.”

“Excuse me?”

“Do you know why he did it? Did anyone try to solve the problem?”

The teacher held back a scoff but her attitude was clear in her smirk. “Ma’am. This is not a courtroom.”

Alex looked away with a smile. “You really have no idea who you’re talking to”, she wanted to say, but saw Olivia’s disapproving look in her mind’s eye and held her tongue.

“And Lord knows I don’t get paid enough for it to be one.” The woman paused. “Is it possible some things get overlooked? Yes. My job is to teach and take care of 39 other children. I don’t always have time to solve the problem.”

Alex clenched her jaw and started out of the room with Noah’s tiny hand clutched in hers. “Bitch.” She murmured the word under her breath.

“Bitch!” Noah shot back—

“Noah!”

Her heart raced but she didn’t dare turn back and apologize. Outside the door Alex gave his arm a little tug to get his attention. “Cool it.” She looked forward and continued weaving through the school. “The last thing we need is for you to get expelled.” Noah’s little legs raced to keep up with her stride as she retraced her steps to the school's exit.

Spotting the Mercedes at the curb Noah wriggled out of her grasp and ran to the car, his backpack bouncing off his back as he smiled and raced to his freedom.

At the car she opened the door and took his backpack; Noah readying a climb into the backseat.

“Not yet.” Alex said and Noah turned over his shoulder, trying to maintain an innocent look on his face, though Alex saw the apprehension in his eyes. “I want to talk to you.” Alex crouched in the grass and touched his shoulder. “Come here.”

“I’m sorry.” He said preemptively, likely hoping it would solve everything. He made a hurried attempt to get into the car, but Alex caught his hand.

“No. Come here.”

Alex took Noah’s other hand, holding both his small hands in hers. She’d watch these hands grow, and one day they’d be larger than hers. “Why did you punch that boy in the face?”

Noah looked down.

Alex gave his hands a squeeze. “Noah. Look at me.” She waited until he complied, his dark brown eyes slowly dragging up to hers. God, he looked so much like Olivia sometimes. “Why?”

“He said I shouldn’t have two moms…”

A jolt raced down her back, and anxious dread swelled in her chest. The color drained from her face and her heart thumped.

“He said it’s weird…and I’m weird.”

Alex looked down with a sigh as she struggled to find the right words. She never wanted him to have a hard time because of them, but in truth, she was waiting for it to happen. “Okay…listen little dude.” She looked into his eyes. “Some people are not going to approve of your mother and I being together. And to them it might be weird, but that’s okay.” She squeezed his hands. “The only thing that matters is that we love you, very much. Okay?”

Noah nodded and Alex let his hands go. She went to stand but he blindsided her, locking his arms around her neck in a flash, hugging her a little too tight. “I love you too”, came his soft admission over her shoulder.

Alex froze with her arm around his small body. Her throat dried at his words and for a second her brow tensed. ‘What?’

He'd never said that before.

This wasn’t her son but Olivia’s. It was Olivia he loved. Her and Olivia hadn’t even married yet, and the idea wasn’t planned anytime soon. She barely held any legal custody of him. She came into his life after he’d solidified his unbreakable bond with Olivia. Three years later she was still trying to understand him, get to know him. She still mulled over how to get things right and what to do in certain situations with him. Olivia always reassured her but nothing she did for him felt like enough.

She saw her reflection in the car’s glossy door panel and felt her tears fall down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away and hugged him a little tighter. “I wouldn’t trade you or your mother for the world.” She let him go and gently took his small shoulders, looking into his eyes. “But next time, don’t punch him in the face.” Alex poked Noah in the stomach to get a smile from him.

“Are you gonna tell mom?”

“Yes.”

Noah’s eyes widened at her words.

“You…” She poked him again. He didn’t smile. “…don’t worry about that.”

[hargitayworld]

“dad are you sure you don’t want to try?”

“no that’s okay take your mom, i’ll wait here”

[bunnysuitconman]

What can you tell us about Noah?

CW: Drugs, Alchol, hallucinations, One time i found out that some of my tiktoks had been uploaded onto pintrest and people were confused who Noah was and someone explained saying that Noah was the human name of Ennard and people were shipping him with Glitchtrap and i just stared at it confused about why people would even do that-

ANYWAY Noah Porter is the name of my glitchtrapped oc, he's straight up doomed by the narritive! Chronically unable to take things seriously he's suffering under the working conditions at the pizza plex as a life promised to him prior is quickly turning sour and he's scraping for rent and thus turning to a whole world of coping with your issues by parting, drinking and taking ilicit drugs!

accidentally stumbing himself into a friendship with the security guard who seemingly hates the job just as much as he does he's accidentally gone and got a bunny inserted into the brain! he doesn't actually know he's glitchtrapped for a long while, he's feeling fantom bodily sensations that are just, inhuman? he's able to shake it off, he interprets some of them as a lesson to not buy from certain people again and others are just weird desires. Peircings, tattoos, something to fill that itch in the back of his head. He's not really thinking about whats wrong with him untill he can't shake off that goopy looking black rabbit monster he keeps on seeing in the corners of his eyes, but even then who is he going to tell huh?

He's actually still in the dark about Vannys actions, he just thinks that this is all company revenge, even after meeting William properly he's goaded into thinking that the rumors about child murder were just not real. even though he might be setting up the dominos with his managerial powers of editing the guest data, scanning parties, setting up mechanic visits.

it's waaaay too late in the game that Noah realises that he's actually fucked over his life and he helped Vanny murder, at best he's an accomplice to a crime where the story sounds so outlandish it's not even worth explaining at worst, he's realising that William is fully trying to intergrate with him but he's interpreting peircings and tattoos as the metal stuck in williams corpse and the springlock scars on his body. Noah doesn't take it well, he kind of gives up, goes mad about how he's gone and thrown his life away and lowers himself to vannys level, because aren't they friends? they're ment to have fun together, right? one last party....

[shepherdxdrake]

Hold on a sec. This is my first wallpaper 100% made by me (speciallyiloveit 'cause is Barson wpp) It's 2023 and I still dreaming with the Barson Family finally can find the way in the show.

I hope to continue editing these two.

P.D it's 1080*1920

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✧ Mama Bear

Olivia Benson x teen daughter reader + younger brother Noah (ft. Amanda & Fin)

Warnings: fluff, slight descriptions of vomiting

In which, reader falls sick for the first time in a long time, driving Olivia into full on mama bear mode while having to juggle work and also making sure that Noah was taken care of

Olivia was making breakfast when she heard your usual morning alarm clock go off. However, when you didn’t turn it off like you usually would, she initially thought you just wanted to laze in bed for a little bit. Still ten minutes go by, you didn’t walk out and your alarm went off again. That caused alarms to go off in her head. Olivia turned the stove off and walked up to your room, knocking on the door.

“y/n, time to wake up, honey.” She opens the door after that, surprised to see your curtains closed and the blanket basically covering your head completely.

“No.” You mumbled into your pillow.

You never did this. “Honey, what’s wrong?” Her immediate reaction was honestly to worry, but she didn’t show it. Obviously. But it’s not like you could see her face.

“My head hurts so bad, Mom.” You croaked.

Now, the panic really set in. She hasn’t heard you admit you weren’t feeling well in at least 3 years. It was always an occasional cold or headache that you got, but this time around? You were really beaten down.

“Is sissy okay, mama?” Noah asked, Olivia turned her head to see him standing in your doorway.

“She’ll be okay, she’s just not feeling too good this morning. Give me a minute and I’ll bring you breakfast, okay, honey?”

“Okay.” The boy agreed quickly and left you and Olivia alone again.

“Baby, can you sit up for me please?” She requested, her hand rubbing your back comfortingly, “Is it just your head that hurts?”

“I don’t know.” You managed to tell her, your lower lip quivering, signalling to her that you were about to cry. Something she’s always knew about you- you cry easily when you’re ill. “My ears? I can’t- I can’t really hear that well on one side.”

“Oh, I think you have an ear infection, sweetheart.” Olivia realised, “Just- stay here and give me a minute to get Noah sorted.”

Olivia rushed back outside to give Noah his breakfast of pancakes and scrambled eggs then grabbed her phone to text Lucy to come over and keep an eye on Noah, then she texts Fin to tell him that she won’t be at work that morning, explaining why as well. He didn’t even need an explanation.

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The doctor confirms Olivia’s suspicions of an ear infection. A double ear infection, an after effect of a cold which caused there to be fluid buildup in your inner ears and a bit of hearing loss — which thankfully, will resolve once the prescribed antibiotics kick in and run its full course. The doctor also gave you three days off of school in order to recuperate. But let’s face it, even if she didn’t, you would’ve stayed home anyway- even normal talking had you flinching. You couldn’t imagine spending a whole day in school feeling like this. Your head also felt like it was going to explode if people kept talking to you. It even hurt to open your mouth- so eating was the least of your worries currently. Finally, after a noisy drive, you were back home. Once the front door opened, Noah tackled you with a hug. “Hi, bubby.”

“Sorry you’re not feeling good.”

“Thanks, bub.” You ran a hand through his hair.

“y/n, go to your room and I’ll bring you a little something to eat before you take your meds, hm?”

“Okay.” You quietly agreed and walked into your room.

“So, what’d the doctor say?” Asked Lucy.

“Double ear infection, bit of a hearing loss in one ear but it’ll go away once the meds take effect.”

“That’s good. Do you want me to just keep an eye on her too so you can go to work? I know how much you hate missing work.”

Olivia chuckles, “Ah, I think a bit of time off would do me some good. I already told my squad I won’t be going in today.”

Lucy nodded.

“Yeah, so you can go if you want.” Olivia says.

“No, it’s okay. My day’s free. It’ll probably be better if I stay for a little longer, at least. Seeing that you probably need to take care of y/n.”

“Thank you.” Olivia smiled lightly, proceeding to go boil some water in the electric kettle in order to make you some oatmeal. She slathers a couple tablespoons of peanut butter onto the top of the oatmeal before bringing it to you on a tray, along with a cup of water.

The worst symptom was the unpredictable, sudden stabbing pains that you’d get that will literally bring tears to your eyes. “Okay, I need the painkillers.” You told your mother decisively.

“I’ll bring it for you now. But here’s some oatmeal so the meds won’t hurt your stomach, okay?”

“Thanks, Mom.”

Flashing you a smile, she leaves the room to retrieve your medications from the dining table. You fought through the ache and ate a few spoonful of the goop, though you actually really liked it…despite how unpleasant it may look. Your Mom knew exactly what you liked to eat and how you liked it.

“Here, take this for the pain and fever first. Eat a bit more oatmeal then take one of these antibiotics pills, okay?” She took them out for you, then she just sits there with you. You nodded wordlessly and just did as she told you to.

“Take the antibiotic pill with the oatmeal, honey.” She suggested- no, reminded you. “I know it’s hard for you to do it, but please?”

You whined.

“You need to take it, baby.” She cups your cheek, stroking it with her thumb, “Otherwise the pain will just get worse and we don’t want that.”

You held your breath and put the pill in your mouth, swiftly chasing it with a spoonful of oatmeal. You swallowed the whole mouthful before the chalky medicine could dissolve too much.

“That’s my girl.” Olivia smiled of relief, “Okay, you still want the oatmeal?”

“No, thanks.”

“Alright, I’ll take of that. You get some rest.”

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When evening comes around, you were still asleep. You fell asleep a good four hours ago and only got woken up when you heard a new voice. Wait- it was one you recognised. Fin’s

“She’s in her room. Asleep.” You heard your Mom tell him.

“It’s okay, I just wanted to drop this off. Got her a little something to cheer her up.”

You groggily sat up in your bed then stood up, dragging yourself on your feet to the bathroom. Randomly shivering, now that you were away from the warmth of your sheets and blanket. You hurriedly washed your face with the cleanser to rid it of the greasy feeling. When you made your way out to the living room, he was still there, playing with Noah.

“Oh, you’re up.” Olivia realises.

“Yup.” You forced a smile.

“Hey.” Fin greeted you.

“Hi Fin. Thanks for the uh…thing you got me.” You said.

“No problem. It’s just a little something.” He shrugs.

“Mom, where- where’s my water bottle? I can’t find it. I thought I had it in my room.”

“Ah, I just washed and refilled it for you. It’s in the fridge.” Olivia recalls. While you drank some of that cold water to hydrate, Fin was chatting with your Mom- Telling her she didn’t have to worry about work. But you all knew her and knew that as much as she was a loving mother, she also loved her job and would be working all day if life allowed her to.

“Just go back to work tomorrow.” You pretty sure you slurred.

The adults glanced at you, slightly amused. “You heard her.” Fin says.

“Are you sure?” Oliva asks.

“I’ll just be clingy tonight, then I’m pretty sure I’ll feel a bit better tomorrow- better enough to not be clingy.” You shrugged, sitting at the table, gripping onto your cold, olive coloured Nalgene with both hands. Noah laughs. You did too.

Your gaze falls on the box of chocolate on the table in front of you. Your fingers reached out to peel off the clear plastic wrap. “Ooh, can I have one? Please, sissy?”

“Sure, Noah.” You cleared your throat, chuckling. “Here, pick one.”

“Yay!” He cheered, jumping off the couch and running over to you to take a look at the selection.

“Fin, you really shouldn’t have.” Olivia says.

“Can’t stop me. Or Carisi and Rollins who are on their way with dinner.” He shrugs.

“Oh, my God.” Liv inhales. “You can’t be serious.”

“Do I look like I wanna mess with you right now?” He squinted, “Look, I got one grandkid, the squad’s kids are like my own, too. Just let me spoil ‘em once in awhile.”

“Once in awhile? You get her a box of chocolates and some chips every month.”

Fin laughs, “We all need a little treat.”

As if on cue, there was a string of knocks on the door, making you jump and seethe in pain. Noah looks at you worriedly for a moment. “I’m okay, bubs. Just my ears being a little sore.”

He nodded, quickly more interested in the box of chocolates once again. Liv got up to answer the door, giving you a squeeze on the shoulder when she walked by you.

“Sorry, I should’ve given them the heads up to not knock.” Fin said.

“It’s- it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

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Unexpectedly, your stomach felt heavy after dinner. Like it just did not feel right. But, everyone else seemed right as rain. You deduced that it must’ve been a side effect of the antibiotics. By then, Fin and Carisi had left, Noah was sitting with Olivia and Amanda when you got up from your seat on the couch, leaving Amanda alone chatting with your Mom. You quietly retreated to your bedroom, and sat on your bed, wishing for the sickening feeling to pass.

You hear the creaking of your door, causing you to look up. Amanda leans on the doorframe asking if you were okay. “Uh, not really?”

“Do you need me to get your mom?”

“I don’t- think so. Just the antibiotics making me feel a little, ugh.” You took in a sharp breath, then a sip of water- slowly. “Oh, God.” You jerked, scrambling to your bathroom. A very worried Amanda trails after you. The little bit of food you had for dinner spills out from your mouth, leaving an extremely uncomfortable burning sensation in your throat. You felt a hand on your back, and the blonde’s voice assuring you at you were okay. Seconds later, another voice- your Mom’s.

“She’s alright. The antibiotics upset her stomach.” Amanda says. “You ready to get back into bed?”

You nodded, “I want to- uh, rinse my mouth.”

“Okay, easy, easy. You got it.” Amanda held onto you while you hear your Mom fluffing your pillows then she leaves, and returns. You hear the sound of a plastic trash can hit your floor.

Amanda helps you back into bed, your Mom pulls the blanket up to cover you properly. “Thanks.” You smiled, now feeling a tad embarrassed about what’d just happened.

“Don’t mention it,” The blonde smiled, “Feel better soon, hun. I’m gonna get goin’, Liv. I’ll see you back at work soon,”

“Alright. Good night, Amanda.”

You watched her leave, then your gaze pans over to your Mom. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine- go back to work tomorrow.”

“Okay, okay.” Olivia agrees, “I’m gonna leave your door open, so if anything- I can probably hear you better, alright?”

“Alright.” You shrugged.

She presses a kiss to the crown of your head,“Good night, sweet girl.”

[elliot-olivia]

[incorrectbensler]

Noah: I need to grow my Instagram.

Elliot: Jesus only started with 12 followers. Have faith.