#hurricane nicholas

[glennethph]

Art.

[oscarisaacss-wp]

DYNAMICS IN PROGRESS — Leah Berman & Nicholas Gwan, in Hurricane Drunk as a Doomed Love.

“He’s waving his arms around and telling us about how pain is worth it, how it makes us stronger, but he’s wrong.

Or maybe I only think so because I’m still suffering.

Or maybe only some people come out the other end of shame a better person, while others can’t escape.

There are fields on fire and I lay burning.”

excerpt / ANONYMOUS

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[i-hate-loving-nicholas]

We may have a date, folks! German Sky Tv lists Mary & George release date as March 7th!! Prepare yourselves!!

[duranduratulsa]

On the turntable today...

Earth by Jefferson Starship (1978)

Jaws Motion Picture Soundtrack by John Williams (1975)

Rio Pt. 2 by Duran Duran (1982) (12" Single)

Don't You Ever Leave Me by Hanoi Rocks (1984) (12" Single)

Over The Edge by Hurricane (1988)

Top Gun Original Motion Picture Soundtrack (1986)

Here's To Future Days by Thompson Twins (1985)

Into The Gap by Thompson Twins (1984)

#jeffersonstarship #earth #jaws #johnwilliams #duranduran #rio #riopt2 #Hurricane #OverTheEdge #topgun #thompsontwins #herestofuturedays #intothegap #hanoirocks #ripnicholasdingley #dontyoueverleaveme #70s #80s #records #album #LP #12inch #12inchvinyl #vinylrecords #vinyl

[reality-detective]

Nicholas Sparks wrote a book that came out in September that talks about the hurricane and flooding in NC. More proof nothing is what we think. It's bizarre. It's ALL Planned. 🤔

[adventuresofalgy]

It was Christmas Eve at last, and Algy was safe at home again!

He couldn't have been more happy, or more excited, for his assistants had given him a fluffy stocking to hang up, in the hope that Father Christmas might visit while he slept, and his magic pumpkin, which was beginning to look quite shrivelled, had turned into a beautiful pumpkin candle once more.

Algy settled down on the soft needles of a Christmas tree with his stocking hanging by his side, and did his best to go to sleep, but he found it awfully difficult… He was just too excited! So he tried reciting that most famous of all Christmas poems, written 200 years ago. He hoped that if he recited it very carefully and very slowly it might help to make him drowsy, for he knew that Santa Claus never visited folk who were wide awake:

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse: The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes did appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!” As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

[Algy is of course reciting the opening verses of the early 19th century poem A Visit from St. Nicholas, which is more often called The Night Before Christmas. The poem was first published anonymously in 1823 and its author is uncertain.]

[world-of-wales]

─ •✧ WILLIAM'S YEAR IN REVIEW : 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 ✧• ─

𝟐 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He held a Meeting with charity representatives at Windsor Castle.

𝟑 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : The Duke of Rothesay and attended the Order of the Thistle Installation Service at St. Giles' Cathedral in Edinburgh. Afterwards, he attended the Lunch Party at the Palace of Holyroodhouse for the Knights and Ladies of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle.

𝟒 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William was spotted at Windsor Castle on his electric scooter. He held a Meeting. Will & Cat made a private donation for Hurricane Beryl relief efforts.

𝟓 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He held a Meeting at Windsor Castle with the Royal Foundation of The Prince and Princess of Wales and charities they support.

𝟔 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He was received by His Majesty's Consul-General for Düsseldorf (Mr. Nicholas Russell) at Düsseldorf Airport as he attended the UEFA Euro 2024 Quarter Final Game between England and Switzerland. Afterwards, he met English Men's Football Team. Subsequently, he released a personal tweet congratulating the team.

𝟕 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : Kensington Palace released a photograph featuring The Prince of Wales announcing a new docuseries - 'Prince William: We Can End Homelessness.

𝟗 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He visited Royal Air Force Valley in Holyhead.

𝟏𝟎 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William released a personal tweet congratulating the Three Lions' qualification to the UEFA Euros Final.

𝟏𝟏 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He attended a special showcase marking the First Anniversary of "Homewards" programme and was received by His Majesty's Lord-Lieutenant of Greater London (Sir Kenneth Olisa). He made a donation to Hideaway Youth Project of computers & funds for a podcast room.

𝟏𝟐 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William participated in the Royal Charity Polo Cup at the Guards Polo Club.

𝟏𝟑 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He released a personal statement wishing luck to the Three Lions ahead of the Euros Final. William and Catherine released a personal tweet marking The Princess Royal's return to engagements following her accident.

𝟏𝟒 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William and George were received by Deputy Head of British Mission in Berlin (Mr. Kieran Drake) at the Berlin Brandenburg Airport as they attended the UEFA Euro 2024 Final between England and Spain at the Olympiastadion. Subsequently, a photograph with King Felipe VI & Infanta Sofia of Spain was released. He released a personal tweet following the loss.

𝟏𝟓 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : He held a Meeting with Metropolitan and City Police Orphans Fund at Windsor Castle. A personal tweet by Will & Cat was released following the Euros 2024 loss for England.

𝟏𝟔 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William released a statement upon the departure of Gareth Southgate as the England Men's Team Manager.

𝟏𝟕 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William & Catherine marked Queen Camilla's Birthday.

𝟐𝟒 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William became took on four new patronages :

⋆ Welsh Guards Charity

⋆ Royal Cornwall Agricultural Association

⋆ Football Association

⋆ Fields of Trust

He also became the President of Victoria Cross Association & George Cross Association.

The Duchy of Cornwall 2024 Integrated Annual Report was released.

𝟐𝟗 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : A statement congratulating Team GB's Equestrian Eventing Team & Tom Pidock on bagging the Olympics' first gold medals was released. William and Catherine released a personal statement offering condolences for the Southport Attack.

𝟑𝟏 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 : William released a statement to mark World Ranger Day.

[lovinglonerhybrid]

I hope y’all are having a happy holidays! Have a little Christmas fic I wrote at work!

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the ship

Not a creature was stirring, not even ratchet;

The stockings were hung up in quarters with glee,

In hopes that St. Nicholas would leave us something;

The crew were nestled all snug in their beds;

While visions of energon danced in their heads;

And mags on the bridge, and I on my berth,

Had just finished a shift and was all out of sorts,

When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my berth to see what was the matter.

Away to the doorway I flew like a flash,

Tore open the door and gave a small gasp.

The lights in the hallway were all turned down low,

And the decor was starting to look just like snow,

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,

But a human sized sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,

With a little old driver so lively and quick,

I knew in that moment he must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

To the end of the hallway! look out for that wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;

So down to the bar the coursers they flew

With the sleigh full of goodies, and St. Nicholas too—

And then, in a twinkling, I heard echo down

The prancing pawing and a jingling sound.

As I slipped through the hallway and looked in the door

Out jumped St.Nick with a bag full of ore.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of goodies he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.

His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly

That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I gasped when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And placing the goodies he pulled from his sack, he magiced them down without hardly a tap;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he flew out of sight—

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

Rodimus onlined slowly he powered on his optics and pushed himself off of his berth. The speedster stretched and flared his plating. Rising from his berth he walked to his washrack and turned the solvent on to warm up. The captain stepped back through to his room and paused. The night before Rodimus had all the crew members hang stockings somewhere in their quarters to celebrate the human holiday of Christmas. But there in the stocking the speedster had hung the night before sat what looked like little gifts. Rodimus walked over to the stocking and gently pulled it off his wall. He placed it on his berth and pulled out a package of energon sweets. Some data slugs labeled with human films and a couple new video games. The captain was stunned that someone would give him some gifts especially after how the quest has been going so far. The red speedster repacked his stocking and placed it on his desk to grab later. The mech then walked back to his washrack and took a quick shower. As he left his quarters the mech grabbed the stocking full of little gifts and made his way to swerves for a treat. When he entered the bar the captain was bombarded with laughter and EM fields full of joy. The speedster waded his way to the bar and claimed an empty stool.

“Looks real busy in here this morning swerve what’s the occasion?”

The minibot bartender gave Rodimus a grin and placed a cube full of warmed energon on the bar. “Yeah it’s been hopping since First shift! Everyone woke up with gifts in their stockings and no one’s fessed up yet!”

Rodimus paused and pulled out his stocking “yeah I came down to see if it was just me”

Swerve pulled out his stocking and laughed “nope I heard even old bucket head got something”

Rodimus grabbed the hot energon cube and lifted it to his intake. He watched as swerve was pulled away to serve more customers. The speedster turned and looked out over the bar he saw tailgate and Cyclonus sharing some oil cakes. In a booth Magnus and Megatron looked to be debating something on a shiny new data pad. At a table drift and ratchet sat talking to Rung who was working on a new model. The medic had some new polish on and Rodimus spied some cristal ornaments on drift’s plating. Whirl was bouncing between tables showing off the new decals he got and chromedome and rewind where fiddling with some new camera equipment. As the captain took stock of his crew the bar suddenly fell silent at the sound of the doors slamming open. Brainstorm stood in the entryway, his eyes full of manic glee.

Everybot to the observation deck ASAP!” The jet shouted. Rodimus stood from his seat and watched as the scientist stepped back from the doors and transformed jetting towards the aforementioned deck.

The bar was soon filled with the sounds of scraping chairs and questioning voices. Rodimus clambered his way to the front of the group. The speedster paused at the entrance to the observation deck. In the middle of the room stood a ginormous Christmas tree. Decorated with fancy glass and fuzzy earth animals the tree was lit with strings of multicolored lights that reflected off the glass ornaments giving the whole deck a warm glow. At the back of the tree stood percepter and brainstorm their optics wide. Rodimus slowly approached the tree as he grew closer to the base he saw stacks of gifts nestled under the branches. The room quickly filled up as mechs all quietly filled the room gazing upon the tree with wonder. Rodimus thought back to what he thought was only a dream that night but the tree confirmed the truth. As bots got over their awe and began passing out presents the captain settled in next to drift and gladly accepted his gifts. Out of the corner of his optic Rodimus caught sight of something moving outside of the window. He executed himself and walked over to the viewing area. Flying alongside the ship was a tiny little sleigh and eight reindeer. Sitting in the sleigh sat a human wearing a furry red coat with a large sack in the back area. Rodimus pressed his faceplate to the glass as the sleigh took off into space. Rodimus straightened and looked behind him at all the bots laughing and opening gifts. The speedster smiled casting one last look out the window the captain smiled and rejoined his crew well at this point they were really a big family.

[tenshinokorin]

TnK's Trigun Fic Listing

Ok now that I've got 15 fics out for Trigun (so far) and at least a couple of those are upwards of 20K and some of them are sequels and followups and ongoing, I thought maybe I should do a proper list of things, to make it easier for people who want to read in some kind of order. I'm terrible about talking up my own work but this is also for my own reference so that's fine, right? ^^; All fics are Vashwood-centric (I will get to Nai in a minute I have a backlog) and ratings vary from Gen to Explicit, though all are intended for an adult audience. This list is complete as of September '23, I will update it periodically as needed! 

NB: I'm lucky enough to have gotten fanart for some of these and sometime when my head is not full of mud I'll go in and add links to those where I can. (Or please drop a link in the replies if you are one of the wonderful artists in question!) 

THE BIG THREE STORYLINES: 

Someday Out of the Blue & I Believe in the Kingdom Come

Trigun '98 canon. Reincarnation fic. The first one is a story I started writing over 20 years ago and quit after a chapter because I was just too heartbroken (and did not know it, but was also too young). Picked it up and finished it this April (2023) after Stampede clobbered me and I fell off the "we don't talk about wolfwood" wagon. The second story is a direct sequel to tie up some loose ends from the first one, and also to indulge my need for a proper happy ending. (I think a lot of folks don't realize Someday has a sequel but it does!!) 

Black is the Color and Mysterious Ways

Trimax Canon. Resurrection/Fix-it/Angstmance with a much shorter, sillier, smuttier epilogue. Three years after the end of Trigun Maximum, Vash is having some trouble laying his ghosts to rest. (You may have seen this incredible artwork which has gotten around a bit and boosts the story better than any summary of mine possibly could.) Weird things happened when I was writing this, I don't mind telling you. Mysterious Ways was mostly an excuse to explore some of the more interesting concepts brought up by the first one, but saying anything more would be spoilery. 

Eyes of the Storm

(Mostly) Trimax canon. Cryptid Vash AU, slowburn romance, ongoing. When Nicholas D. Wolfwood gets roped into being the new caretaker for the now-abandoned orphanage where he spent his childhood, he soon finds out that his own hidden memories are not the only thing haunting him. (What the fuck is a Typhoon?) Wolfwood, Vash, Livio, Elendira, et al. This is the one currently in progress at six chapters out of ??. Pretty SFW so far BUT NOT FOR MUCH LONGER CAVEAT LECTOR. 

List continues with standalone and shorter fics below the cut!

Honeymoon

Generic Trimax/98 setting. Plant Heat, Wingfic, Tentacle Fic, What the fuck is Hay Fever. Wolfwood offers to help Vash out with a personal problem and gets a little more than he bargained for. 

Strange Powers

Generic Trimax/98 setting, comedy/smut/potato jokes/fisting with a loaded prosthetic. What if Vash and Wolfwood (accidentally) got really, really hella high? 

Hurricane

Trigun '98 Canon. 

Vash: Make money? As a priest?

WW: Well. *mysteriously* Not only that. 

Vash: (oh my gosh he's a prostitute)

Shortfic. Wolfwood tries to figure out how to offer his services to someone he doesn't really want to be a paying customer. Short and smutty while also demolishing Wolfwood's professional boundaries.

Skin Tight

Generic Trimax/98 setting. The Infamous Red Dress. PWP, Wolfwood needs to be in the Vash Sensory Deprivation Tank, Vash in high heels, the dress gave its life for this fic you should read it and honor its sacrifice. Look. This is just porn, guys. You want the porny fic? This is the porny fic. (just kidding most of them are porny fics but this one is especially so.) 

Secondhand Secrets

Generic Trimax/98 setting. Introspective/Vignette/Wolfwood POV. Vash's artificial arm always moves in his sleep, and Wolfwood wonders what he's looking for.

Personal Jesus

Badlands Rumble canon (post-film), Wolfwood has poor emotional coping strategies, hurt/comfort (Wolfwood provides both), first-time. That red hotel minifridge never stood a chance. 

A Fool From Any Direction

Trigun '98 Vash's weird horny schtick is a front, and self-respect doesn't save lives. Which is too bad because when Wolfwood finds out what Vash is planning next he's gonna kill him. 

Benediction

Trimax but could also be '98; Sometimes being a hero is not all it's cracked up to be. Or maybe Vash is the one cracking up. Hurt/Comfort, Wound Care & Bible Quotes, Noman's Land is a bitch of a planet. Shortfic, feels, non-explicit/no sex. 

A Bit of a Tight Spot

Generic Trimax/98 setting. Costume Porn, PWP, No corsets were harmed in the making of this fic. I feel like this one gets missed a lot which is MADDENING because you guys. WOLFWOOD'S DOUBLE Ds IN A CORSET. And like, in a gender euphoria way, not in a comedy drag kind of way (though comedy drag does make a small appearance). I don't know how the good minister tightlaced in cuban stockings while giving Vash a blowjob in front of a mirror in the attic of a whorehouse can get so often overlooked, maybe my title or summary is lacking, but it's one of the hottest things I've ever written and its engagement is just in the basement? When (emphatic baffled hand motions to Nicholas D. Wolfwood wearing a garter like a thigh-holster). Anyway. 

The Quick and the Bed

Trigun '98 Comedy, Romance, First Time. The single bed trope. Drunk Idiocy. Wolfwood's vows are in serious danger. (Wolfwood does not have vows.) Readers have let me know that they find this one amusing. Roommates of readers have sent me threats of bodily harm due to badly-stifled hysterical laughter at 3am. 

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW MORE STORIES WILL BE ADDED AS THEY OCCUR!

SMALL DISCLAIMER: I'm a full-time working writer and my fanfic is something I give away for free out of love. Please don't copy, alter, plagiarize, feed to AI in any form, fold, spindle, or mutilate. I'm not in the market for concrit, but if you like my stories please feel free to leave me a comment/kudo, download/print/fanbind for personal use, or let other readers know!

[designchic75]

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I listened to Nicholas Veniamin who interviewed Louis Herms. Louis was there offering help where he could.  he also mentioned seeing many refrigerated trucks running continually. I truly believe that FEMA is hiding many, many bodies, because they don’t want it to be found out how many truly died in the man-made hurricane.

[macgyver2016-bracket]

Season 2, Episode 21: Wind + Water

While MacGyver is in Puerto Rico helping his friend rebuild his hurricane-damaged home, he is taken hostage in the bank his friend manages when robbers attempt to steal $2 million.

Season 3, Episode 18: Murdoc + Helman + Hit

When Nicholas Helman resurfaces to carry out a killing spree, the team is forced to get help from the one person who knows him best-- his protégé, Murdoc.

[wildcmbcrsupdates]

ayoedebiri: immensely proud of my union and grateful to our union siblings who fought alongside us — every film and tv project made is a miraculous act of chaos, community and care 🖤 some pics from one in particular I’m so proud of and grateful to have been a part of. I definitely didn’t take enough photos but I’ve got so much love and gratitude for everyone who, in the midst of termite mating season and the brink of hurricane season, banded together to do something unbelievably dumb and fun. love love love our cast and crew and Emma and Rachel for even thinking of me for this and everyone who watched and shared while we couldn’t promote okay bye…my next post will be like one picture and one word, sorry

Ayo Edebiri, Havana Rose Liu, Kaia Gerber, Marshawn Lynch, Miles Fowler, Nicholas Galitzine, Punkie Johnson, Rachel Sennott and Ruby Cruz via ayoedebiri on Instagram, 11/09/2023.

[absentia-if]

I don't think this has been asked, and if it has feel free to ignore this 😅. how would the ros react to mc disappearing for an entire day leaving a note for the ros that says they would be gone for the day but without a reason, and then comes back the next day with a special gift that the ros may have mentioned in a previous conversation?

Kade/Kara: They barely pay attention to the gift, thoughts already swirling back to the note you had left them. It wasn't enough, it'd never be enough, not when they didn't know why you had gone so suddenly-- not when you had been gone for as long as you had been, without contact or any indication of where you could be. "Don't disappear like that again," they say, hazel eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I appreciate that you were doing something for me, and I trust that you're able to take care of yourself, but I couldn't handle it if something happened to you and I didn't know. Again."

Michael/Margot: The sight of you causes various emotions to swirl within their chest: rage, tinted with relief, happiness, poisoned with bitterness, and joy that's wrapped in a bundle of fear. Azure blue eyes darken to a stormy cobalt, reminiscent of the ocean after a hurricane, and an expression you couldn't quite name contorts their elegant face. "Did--" M cuts themself off, a bone-deep sigh leaving them before their arms quickly wrap around your body and pull you tightly against them. "Did you think I wouldn't worry?" they whisper, voice thick with pain. "Did you think that a note would suffice? We always say goodbye, MC. That's our rule. I-I wasn't able to say it the last time you were taken from me. Please don't make go through that again."

Blaine/Blaire: Happy Birthday is plastered all across the wrapping paper, it crinkles slightly in their hands as they turn it over, but B, despite everything, couldn't help the frown that furrows their brow; nor could they forget the worry that had made a home within their chest for the past day. "You didn't have to do this, MC.” They gently place the wrapped gift on the coffee table before they take your hand. "You being safe, you keeping me company, you being here, is more than I could ever ask for. I don't need anything else for my birthday except for you to be right by my side as I celebrate it. Just like you always have been."

Wren/Wynn: "Do you not understand how foolish it was to do this?" They hiss, a snarl etched across their face, while dark brown eyes look almost black due to their rage. "Did you not think that I wouldn't worry? That I wouldn't think something happened to you? For a day, for twenty-four hours, I didn't know if you were okay, I didn't know where you were, and I didn't know why you left. I've worked cases exactly like this before, MC. I've seen what it can do to people. I couldn't bear it if it happened again to you or your family. Not after everything that's already happened." A soft sigh leaves their mouth then, tension leeching from their shoulders as they slump forward. "I appreciate the sentiment of the gift, I truly do, but I appreciate knowing that you're safe even more."

Nicholas/Natalie: "I-I thought something happened," they sob, hands desperately clawing at your back, tightening their hold on your hoodie. Logically they know you're safe, they know you haven't disappeared, but that doesn't make the pain, the grief, work its way out of their system any faster. They had seen what your disappearance did to their best friend, to your parents, even if it was only in passing, and they couldn't imagine how they had been able to live with it; they had thought you were gone for only a day and the pain had almost been overwhelming. Dealing with death, dealing with the grief that came with it, was commonplace in their life, but they never wished for it to be when it came to you. "Please don't go somewhere that I can't follow."

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this story from National Geographic:

Immigrants tend to migrate to neighborhoods that meet their cultural and linguistic needs, but the exodus of climate migrants to Buffalo wasn’t solely due to that established community. Months before Maria struck, the city’s mayor declared Buffalo a “climate refuge city,” noting that Buffalo has, “… a tremendous opportunity as our climate changes.”

Since then, the city has launched a relocation guide advertising the advantages to living in Buffalo, including how its average July temperature is a comfortable 71˚F. Anticipating a possible population uptick, the city revised zoning codes in 2017 to encourage development in existing city corridors and began upgrading its dated sewage infrastructure.

And Buffalo isn’t alone. Planners in cities such as Cleveland, Ohio; Ann Arbor, Michigan; Duluth, Minnesota; and elsewhere are beginning to map out what a future with thousands more residents could—and should—look like. 

The question of ‘climate havens’—places where extreme weather events are rare and which tend to be located in the northern regions of the U.S. close to bodies of freshwater—has gained currency in recent years, as deadly wildfires, record heat, and damaging hurricanes increasingly affect day-to-day life in the southern and western parts of the country. 

Last year, 675,000 people in the U.S. were displaced from their homes by disasters, second only to Colombia among all 35 countries in the Americas, according to the Internal Displacement Monitoring Center.

One academic has gone as far as labeling Buffalo and Duluth “climate proof” communities.

Many of these communities were once economically dependent on manufacturing, and are potentially well-placed to meet the needs of an influx of climate migrants: When factories started closed in the 1970s and residents moved elsewhere in search of work, they left behind homes and city spaces that today can be repurposed.

Cleveland, on the southern shore of Lake Erie, has around 30,000 vacant lots. Detroit, which has lost nearly two-thirds of its population since its industrial heyday in the 1950s, has more than 30 square miles of empty land inside its city limits. Duluth already has the infrastructure to accommodate tens of thousands more residents.

“We need to model various land use and development scenarios for population growth at the neighborhood, city-wide, county-wide, and regional scales,” says Terry Schwarz, director of the Cleveland Urban Design Initiative. “But at this point, we’re only getting started.”

While available land may be an advantage for some, other cities are examining how to modernize existing housing stock by fortifying them against cold in winter and heat in summer. 

“Thinking through ways of reinvigorating the urban core is going to be central to having a more climate-resilient region,” says Nicholas Rajkovich of the University at Buffalo’s School of Architecture and Planning.

[nobodysdaydreams]

I have finally updated.

That's right gang. It's been a long time, but at last I have another update on my unending TMBS fic that ensures I will never be free. This chapter goes out to everyone dealing with the hurricane. You're in my prayers, and I hope this provides you something good to read while you're hiding out from the storm. Sorry for the typos, it's been a long day.

Chapter Summary: After losing his friends Violet and John, Nicholas steps aboard the M.V. Shortcut where he meets new friends, Captain Noland and Officer Zhao. However, he quickly finds that the journey will not be as smooth as he presumed. Meanwhile, John Cole has a difficult day at work, Ledroptha Curtain learns to manage life on his own, and a young girl comes up with a brilliant idea.

[multiverse-imagines]

@paprikamaustepurkki asked for something fluffy from the reverse Isekai au in an earlier ask!

Technically not completely fluffy, it's more… Wolfwood pining, and before Wolfwood entered the relationship. Enjoy anyway!

Rain

April, year 3.

"Oh, looks like it's gonna rain tomorrow." You gave a non-committal comment, not looking up from your phone

"You mentioned that before. Is that dangerous?" Nicholas asked, worry lining his voice

"Not this time, at least. There's plain old rain, which is just basic rainfall, there's thunderstorms that are harsh rain, with thunder and lightning, and there's tropical storms, when the storm gains power from the winds and water of the ocean, and hurricanes or typhoons, which can decimate entire cities."

"Ah, like Vash being The Humanoid Typhoon." Wolfy nodded.

"Yeah. Typhoons happen in the Pacific ocean and rotate counter-clockwise, and hurricanes are in the Atlantic and spin the opposite way." You whirled a finger around as an example.

"That's scary. Do you have those here?"

"No, just thunderstorms. We occasionally get hurricanes that come far inward, but they just end up being really bad thunderstorms. It's still kinda scary though." You shrugged. Wolfwood had become quite curious about the Earth's weather. It was stranger than anything he'd seen on Gunsmoke. Water, just falling from the sky, freezing and turning into snow, the air generating electricity… it was all so crazy to him.

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The rain fell hard on the roof of the cabin. It being his first rain, Nicholas watched the rain fall onto the balcony from the living room. You took a look out onto the back balcony.

"You should probably smoke out front today, Wolfy. It's blowing from the east." You recommended.

"N-nah, I'm Good. I don't wanna go out there." Wolfwood shook his head, the nagging of his addiction desiring otherwise.

"Not at all? It's just like a cold shower out there, there's nothing to be afraid of." You frowned.

"Just don't wanna do it." Wolfwood shook his head,

You shrugged, and made her way upstairs. A few minutes later, you came down the stairs wearing a pair of shorts, a T-Shirt, and pulled on a pair of boots.

"Vash! Ready to go play?"

"Fuck yeah!" He cheered coming from his room in similar attire, left arm missing.

"What are you two doing?"

"We're gonna go play in the rain. You can always join us if you want. It's not gonna hurt you." You smiled as you opened the door, leading you and Vash to exit. The two of them carefully made their way down the stairs before hopping around in the puddles outside, the water splashing into their legs. They ran around, giggling, kicking around a kickball, caking it in mud. Vash kicked the ball and it shot into the grove of trees that lined the property.

"Ah, I'll get it!" He cheerily approached you, intending to pass in order to retrieve the ball.

"Hey, hold on a minute." You grabbed his arm as he passed. He gave a questioning look, but smiled in realization. He pulled you close, giving a gentle caress of your face. You pulled Vash in for a sweet tender kiss, the rain picking up its pelting, as if to emphasize your intimate affection.

Wolfwood had been watching from the balcony, watching the sweet moment. A pang of… jealousy? Entered his heart. But for who? Did he wish that was him and Milly? Did he wish to be corralled in the embrace of Needle Noggin's arm? Or did he wish to be holding you so tenderly? Was it all of these things? Rainy days confused him, he decided.

"Wolfy! Come join us!!!" You called, noticing him on the balcony. Wolfwood sighed, giving a thumbs up before retreating inside. While you and Vash returned to playing with the kickball after it was retrieved, Nicholas stepped out from the basement entrance in a pair of basketball shorts, his tennis shoes, and a black t-shirt. He took a deep breath before stepping into the rain.

Cold. This was really damn cold. Like pin pricks to his shoulders, his body quickly became soggy. He made his way to his two housemates, the mud squelching under his shoes.

"I think I made a mistake coming out here." He frowned, not enjoying the cold.

"Just give it a minute, Wolfwood! Ya get used to the cold!" Vash smiled. They returned to kicking the ball around, allowing Wolfwood to join in. On one pass, he kicked the ball, slipping in the mud, and falling onto his ass. After shaking off his shock, he began to laugh with you and Vash who had already been laughing. The two of you held out your hands to bring Wolfwood out of the mud, only for him to pull them down into the mud with him, a snarky smile on his face. You and Vash squeaked at being pulled down, and continued to laugh. Giving in to being dirty, you took a handful of mud, pressing it to Wolfy's face. His dumbfounded face was enough to make Vash laugh like a tea kettle. Wolfwood, regaining his senses, pressed his muddy hand into your face as well before doing the same to Vash.

"Fuckin' assholes!" Wolfwood laughed. Turning to push Vash back into the mud, you soon followed behind, making a dog pile in the mud. The three of you laughed together, the rain beginning to lighten up. Soon the clouds parted, allowing a few beams of light to shine through. The three of you all took in this moment, muddy, laughing and enjoying the moment, the kickball unloved and forgotten in the grove for the time being.

Clambering back inside, Wolfwood used Vash's shower, while you and Vash made your way to the master bath. Wolfwood couldn't help but hear the delicious noises coming from the bathroom as the two claimed to be cleaning up. He felt… lonely in this shower. Not that he'd ever showered with someone before, but.. hearing the two of you have… a little more than fun, made him wish he could join you two… he felt this feeling before… wanting to… spend his tomorrows… with them…. He'd thought that before… but… when?

He nodded again at the notion of rainy days bringing nothing but confusion. He left the shower, and joined you and Vash, who were cuddled up on the couch, somehow finishing their "shower" before him.

"You two are noisy. And I thought you were a quiet book worm, my liege." Nicholas teased the two of you, sitting on the couch with them. Vash gave a light chuckle as you buried your face into Vash's chest, embarrassed.