#rescuing madison

[beasanfi1997]

Power Rangers Is for the teenagers girls, because of the love story between Tommy Oliver and his lovers Kimberly Ann Hart and Katherine Hillard, TJ Johnson and Cassie Chan, Andros and Ashley Hammond, Karone/Astromena and Zhane, Carter Grayson and Dana Mitchell and Nick Russell and Madison Rocca, not for kids

[mariacallous]

This is a gift article

In the final week of this election season, the Republican Party is running two different campaigns. One of them is an ugly and angry but conventional political enterprise. Donald Trump and other Republicans make speeches; party operatives seek to get out the vote; money is spent in swing states; television and radio advertisements proliferate. The people running that campaign are focused on winning the election.

Last night, in New York City’s Madison Square Garden, we caught a glimpse of the other campaign. This is the campaign that is psychologically preparing Americans for an assault on the electoral system, a second January 6, if Trump doesn’t win—or else an assault on the political system and the rule of law if he does. Listen carefully to the words of Tucker Carlson, the pundit fired from Fox News partly for his role in lying about the 2020 election. Warming up the crowd for Trump, he mocked the very idea that Kamala Harris could win: “It’s going to be pretty hard to look at us and say, ‘You know what? Kamala Harris, she got 85 million votes because she’s so impressive as the first Samoan Malaysian, low-I.Q., former California prosecutor ever to be elected president.”

“Samoan Malaysian” was Carlson’s way of mocking Harris’s mixed-race background, and “low-IQ” is self-explanatory—but “85 million” is a number of votes she could in fact win. And how, Carlson suggested, could there be such a “groundswell of popular support” for a person he demeaned as a mongrel, an incompetent, an idiot? The answer was clear: There can’t be, and if anyone says it happened, then we will contest it.

All of this is part of the game: the Trump campaign’s loud confidence, despite dead-even polls; its decision, in the final days, to take the candidate outside the swing states to New York, New Mexico, and Virginia, because we’ve got this in the bag (and not, say, because filling arenas in Pennsylvania is getting harder); the hyping of Republican-early-voter numbers, even though no evidence indicates that these are new voters, just people who are no longer being discouraged from voting early. Also the multiple attempts, across the country, to remove large numbers of people from the rolls; the many claims, with no justification, that “illegal immigrants” are voting or even, as Trump implied during the September debate, that illegal immigrants are being deliberately imported into the country in order to vote; Vance’s declaration that he will accept the election results as long as “only legal American citizens” vote.

At Madison Square Garden, Trump doubled down on that rhetoric. He repeated past claims about the “invasion” of immigrants; about “Venezuelan gangs” occupying American cities, even Times Square; and he offered an instant solution: “On day one, I will launch the largest deportation program in American history to get these criminals out. I will rescue every city and town that has been invaded and conquered, and we will put these vicious and bloodthirsty criminals in jail.” But he left open the question of who exactly all these “criminals” might be, because he seemed to be talking about not just immigrants but also his political opponents, “the enemy within.” The United States, he said, “is now an occupied country, but it will soon be an occupied country no longer … November 5, 2024, nine days from now, will be Liberation Day in America.”

The insults we heard from many speakers at Madison Square Garden, including the description of Puerto Rico as “garbage” or of Harris as “the anti-Christ” or of Hillary Clinton as a “sick son of a bitch”—insults that can also be heard in a thousand podcast episodes featuring Carlson, Elon Musk, J. D. Vance, and their ilk—are part of the same effort. Trump’s electorate is being primed to equate his political opposition with infection, pollution, and demonic power, and to accept violence and chaos as a legitimate, necessary response to these primal, lethal threats.

As I wrote earlier this month, this kind of language, imported from the 1930s, has never before been part of mainstream American presidential politics, because no other political candidate in modern history has used an election to undermine the legal basis of the American political system. But if we are an occupied country, then Joe Biden is not the legitimately elected president of the United States. If we are an occupied country, then the American government is not a set of institutions established over centuries by Congress, but rather a sinister cabal that must be dismantled at any price. If we are an occupied country, then of course the Trump administration can break the law, commit acts of violence, or even trash the Constitution in order to “liberate” Americans, either after Trump has lost the election or after he has won it.

This kind of language is not being used accidentally or incidentally. It is not a joke, even when used by professional comedians. These insults are central to Trump’s message, which is why they were featured at a venue he reveres. They are also classic authoritarian tactics that have worked before, not only in the 1930s but also in places such as modern Venezuela and modern Russia, countries where the public was also prepared over many years to accept lawlessness and violence from the state. The same tactics are working in the United States right now. Election workers, whose job is to carry out the will of the voters, are already the subject of violent threats and harassment. At least two ballot boxes have been attacked.

The natural human instinct is to dismiss, ignore, or downplay these kinds of threats. But that’s the point: You are meant to accept this language and behavior, to consider this kind of rhetoric “baked in” to any Trump campaign. You are supposed to just get used to the idea that Trump wishes he had “Hitler’s generals” or that he uses the Stalinist phrase “enemies of the people” to describe his opponents. Because once you think that’s normal, then you’ll accept the next step. Even when that next step is an assault on democracy and the rule of law.

[ericshoney]

Brothers!Sturniolo Triplets Masterlist (Part 1)

Summary: Join Y/n in her adventures alongside her brothers, Nick, Matt and Chris

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Key:

Nick

Matt

Chris

All

Note: Can be read in any order.

Second Masterlist

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~ Argument (Oneshot)

~ Got you! (Oneshot)

~ Missed you (Oneshot)

~ Toys! (Oneshot)

~ Lost at the zoo (Oneshot)

~ Fight (Oneshot)

~ Pregnant (Oneshot)

~ Overachiever (Oneshot)

~ See you later (Oneshot)

~ Mean prank (Oneshot)

~ Struggles (Oneshot)

~ Trying and rating baby food (Oneshot)

~ Learning to drive (Oneshot)

~ Colouring (Oneshot)

~ Different triplet prank (Oneshot)

~ Childhood memories (Oneshot)

~ On stage (Oneshot) (child!reader)

~ On stage (Oneshot) (Teen!reader)

~ Stream (Oneshot)

~ Accident (Oneshot)

~ Future vlogger (Oneshot)

~ Crying prank (Oneshot)

~ Wisdom teeth (Oneshot)

~ First boyfriend (Oneshot)

~ First girlfriend (Oneshot)

~ Ice Skating (Oneshot)

~ Use your words (Oneshot)

Nick's wisdom teeth (Oneshot)

~ Prom (Oneshot)

~ Sneaking out (Oneshot)

~ Fifteenth birthday (Oneshot)

~ Tea party (Oneshot)

~ Quiet girl (Oneshot)

~ Playground (Oneshot)

~ Panic Attack (Oneshot)

~ Trevor's day (Oneshot)

~ Hate (Oneshot)

~ Loose tooth (Oneshot)

~ Late home (Oneshot)

~ Favourite (Oneshot)

~ Sports kid (Oneshot)

~ First words (Oneshot)

~ Big sister (Oneshot)

~ Spelling bee (Oneshot)

~ Vaping (Oneshot)

~ Bad dream (Oneshot)

~ Blaming you (Oneshot)

~ Wheel of doom (Oneshot)

~ Day at the zoo (Oneshot)

~ Protective brothers (Oneshot)

~ Reaction (Oneshot)

~ Hockey injury (Oneshot)

~ Ice skating and hockey (Oneshot)

~ Adopted (Oneshot)

~ Deaf, mute, blind baking with Larray (Oneshot)

~ Mini Matt (Oneshot) (Sister version)

~ Chris' shadow (Oneshot)

~ Mini Ninja (Oneshot)

~ Madison Beer concert (Oneshot)

~ Mini Nick (Oneshot) (Sister version)

~ The cutest Sturniolo (Oneshot)

~ Lost at Disney (Oneshot)

~ Stuffed Animal (Oneshot)

~ Driskill Hotel (Oneshot)

~ Triplet animals (Oneshot)

~ Roadtrip (Oneshot)

~ TikTok (Oneshot)

~ Dress to impress (Oneshot)

~ Baker (Oneshot)

~ Day with Matt (Oneshot)

~ Tattoo (and charm) for you (Oneshot)

~ Nail biter (Oneshot)

~ Attachment (Oneshot)

~ Spa day (Oneshot)

~ Stutter (Oneshot)

~ Locked in a car (Oneshot)

~ Learning to cook (Oneshot)

~ Olympic gymnast (Oneshot)

~ Big sister to the rescue! (Oneshot)

~ Always here (Oneshot)

~ Sleep struggles (Oneshot)

~ Airport Cuddles (Oneshot)

~ Skipping school (Oneshot)

~ Got your back (Oneshot)

~ Disney Princess (Oneshot)

~ Cooking with Quen (Oneshot)

~ Thunder fears (Oneshot)

~ Dyslexic (Oneshot)

~ Allergies (Oneshot)

~ Hairdresser (Oneshot)

~ New friend (Oneshot)

~ Drivers licence (Oneshot)

~ Doughnut review (Oneshot)

~ Princess treatment (Oneshot)

~ Support system (Oneshot)

~ Glasses (Oneshot)

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a/n: This masterlist is now full, please check out part two which is linked at the top.

[lessi-lover]

before we broke (2) II p.bueckers x reader

set in 2019, bit of a prequel and some high school flashbacks!

before we broke II p.bueckers x reader 2.7k

“you’re too slow!” paige called over her shoulder, her blonde hair catching the wind as she sprinted ahead of you. you whined in exasperation as she kept running, desperately trying to catch up with her as she ran faster towards her house.

“i am not!” you shot back, pushing yourself harder because you were determined not to let her win another one of your silly competitions today. you were always trying to keep up with her. she was faster and stronger, always a little bit ahead, but she never left you behind. not really.

finally with your last burst of energy, you lunged forward attempting to tackle her to the ground. both of you tumbled into the grass, giggling as you caught your breath. she turned onto her back, your body somehow ending on top of her.

“you cheated.” she accused of you, but there was no real bite to it. she couldn't pretend to be annoyed by you if she tried. “did not!” you huffed, staring down at the blonde in an adorable attempt to gain your innocence back. your hands migrated to your hips as you tried to stand your ground.

paige sprawled out on the grass, squinted up at you with an exaggerated look that told you she wasn't falling for your miss innocence act, her nose scrunching up in that way it always did when she was pretending to be serious.

"you're just mad cause i won p." you teased her, leaning over to press the weight of your hands into her shoulders. "nah," she said, turning her head to look at you. "i just like messing with you tiny." she teased, tapping your thigh with a grin, clearly enjoying her large height growth she'd had over the summer which unfortunately you had not been graced with.

flipping her hips easily she forced your body to the ground as the two of you rolled around on the grass. "get off me!" you demanded as she now sat on top of you, your hands naturally pinned under her knees.

paige only grinned wider, clearly enjoying watching you struggle. “i actually think i like it up here.” you groaned dramatically, thrashing your hips around under her hold, but she barely even budged. “this is so unfair. you're crushing me under your weight.”

paige gasped placing a hand over her chest. "what was that?" paige questioned and you recognised the look she was giving you. you smirked despite the position, still struggling under her. “if the shoe fits.” paige let out a scoff in mock offense, shifting her weight just slightly to press down on you even more. “oh, now you’ve done it.”

your eyes widened in horror. “paige, no-” before you could even think about rolling out from underneath her, her hands shot to your sides again, fingers expertly digging in as she threatened the spots she knew made you squirm the most. you shrieked, kicking and wriggling under her as she dug into your skin, paige pulling loud laughter out of both of you.

"paige madison! get off her right this instant!" the voice cut through your laughter and you both freeze. paige immediately lifted her weight off you, though her grin remained obnoxious and true, you couldn’t help but sigh in relief that paige's dad had come to your timely rescue.

“i wasn’t doing anything dad!” paige protested, holding up her hands innocently, but you both knew better. you could still feel the faint sensation where her fingers had been moments ago. "you know better than to pick on her! she's half your size on a good day!" bob continued, ushering the two of you inside. apparently he’d been calling you in for dinner for the last twenty minutes, though neither of you had taken the time to hear him.

if there was anyone who could keep up with paige in a not so literal sense, it was you. it wasn't because you were the same though, the two of you worked together because you couldn't be more different.

paige’s world revolved around basketball. when she wasn’t out on the court, she was lost dreaming about the game. you could almost see it in her eyes, the way she could see herself dribbling down the court, passing defenders, and making that perfect shot just as the buzzer goes off. she loved the adrenaline when she made a great play and the satisfaction of pushing herself to be better.

if she wasn’t practicing, or running drills, she was either watching a game or talking about basketball, thinking about basketball, or just looking at basketball. it was like she could never get enough of it, could never tear her eyes away from it and unfortunately this meant you were dragged into it more than you'd like.

although you were nothing like paige. while she was always on the move, you were the kind of person who wanted to just sit back and observe, because you wanted time to appreciate the small details in life. you were always content to step back and just let the moment simply exist.

you were far too busy to find entertainment in a sport when you could instead find it in the pages of your next book. you had always loved what books offered you, the escape books gave you; the way they could take you to another world where nothing else mattered for a while. reading was much more appealing than spending hours running across a court when rather you could be swept away and be completely oblivious from the real world.

paige on the other hand could barely stay seated for a minute, let alone force herself to read. there wasn't a moment she was still or thoughtless, much to your frustration of her constant need to be active. you might have always been watching the world, but paige wanted to live it, to always be moving, she wanted to experience everything. if she wasn't thinking about a game, she was thinking about the next one because her mind was constantly racing with new ideas to burn her energy off.

she was loudmouthed, brazen and completely unapologetic about it. she didn’t hesitate to make her voice heard, regardless of who was around. she was fast and unfiltered like a river that couldn’t stop flowing. if she had something to say, she said it with a sharp tongue and without a second thought about how it would land.

you were kind, forgiving and always looking for the good in people even if it was just simply not there. you found reasons to believe in them, to give them a chance. where you saw the good, paige saw the game. if someone showed her even the slightest bit of disrespect, she would be the first to call them out because she's unafraid to confront anyone who crossed her. but you? you always believed that people aren't defined by their worst mistakes, something you were always keen to remind the blonde of.

it was a quality that sometimes made you seem naive in a way. after all, the world wasn’t always kind and it could be easy to get hurt if you weren’t being careful. but you didn’t mind. paige would sometimes roll her eyes at you. but deep down, she respected it. she respected the way you didn’t give up on people, no matter how many times they would let you down.

paige thrived off attention, loved the way she could make people laugh with just a few words, or get them to follow her lead without a second thought. paige was loud, and not in the subtle kind of way that people just add in when describing a person. no, she made sure everyone knew she was there.

she wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and if you didn’t hear her the first time, she'd make sure you did the second. it wasn't just the way she talked; it was the way she carried herself. paige was untouchable, like she knew something everyone else didn't.

although if anyone tried to pick on you, paige was there in an instant, stepping in without any hesitation. she’d give them one look and suddenly they’d be backing the hell off, realising they’d just made a very bad choice of whom to mess with. it wasn’t like she had to prove anything, she never had to lift a finger when it came to defending you.

paige was the spark to your match, the fire to your ice and in the end, that was what made you both work so well.

when it came to you paige knew she had you hooked, she never felt the need to fight for attention from her best friend because you always gave it to her willingly. she’d always keep things level and even though she was full of herself in the best way possible, you were always there to ground her.

"no paige please i don't want to!" you whined, your feet scraping against the gravel as she pulled you by the hem of your shirt across the backyard. “come on, you know you want to!” paige smiled, tossing the basketball up and down in her hands as she stationed you next to the hoop.

she was leaning against the metal pole, clearly waiting for you to move. this was just another thing she could do to prepare for her game tomorrow, something to keep her head down. for you though, it was a different story.

“p, i really don’t feel like it today.” you replied, crossing your arms over your chest, trying to look serious even though you knew you weren’t convincing anyone. “don’t be lame!” she shot back, throwing the ball which gracefully hit your knees and bounced away.

"oh no! i guess we can't play, i'll see you tomorrow though bye paige!" you went to turn around before the blonde caught your wrist. “don’t pull that with me.” she said, reaching out to pull your arm and drag you back toward the court. “you know you’re not getting away with it.”

you sighed again but she wasn’t having any of it. before you knew it, the ball was being placed into your hands. “come on, just a quick game. if you win, i’ll leave you alone for a whole hour. but if i win..” she trailed off, giving you that knowing look. you knew exactly what that meant. if you won, she’d let you go, but if she won, you’d have to put up with her little training sessions for the rest of the day.

“you’re impossible,” you muttered, rolling your eyes as you reluctantly bounced the ball once. “it’s not impossible if you actually try,” paige retorted, eyebrows raised at your questionable dribbling abilities. “you know, maybe you are as bad at basketball as you claim.”

“paige!” you snapped, but she was already running past you, the ball now in her hands and a look of smugness on her face. she was fast, too fast. you barely had time to react before she was shooting a perfect three into the basket.

“oh, i’m sorry, was i supposed to let you just shoot?” she teased, pretending to throw it back to you. “this is so unfair,” you said, trying to get the ball back, but she was already moving again, making another sharp move that had you scrambling to defend. “seriously, paige! can you slow down a little?”

“nah,” she laughed, answering to your complaints without sparing you a glance. “you’re keeping up just fine.” she gave you a wink and a quick spin around your body, flicking the ball into the hoop once more. “three-nothing,” she said, barely even out of breath in comparison to your frustratingly red complexion.

“tired? please, you can’t be tired yet!” she teased, her grin never faltering as she put up another shot. “not until i’ve completely wiped you out.” she dropped the ball into your hands with a shove to your back. “now, let's see if you can keep up."

you groaned, but deep down, you knew you were going to have fun. it didn’t matter how many times you tried to pull away or how much you insisted you weren’t in the mood, paige was always going to win. she had a way of making everything seem fun, no matter how much you tried to act uninterested. maybe it was fun because it was paige.

“you’re relentless, you know that right?” you muttered, your smile now matching hers as you bounced the ball a couple of times. “and that’s why you love me,” she smiled back, pulling you into a headlock and kissing your cheek. “now stop wasting time and get moving!”

as much as paige’s mind was always thinking about basketball, it was always just a little more consumed by you. it wasn’t the kind of thing she would ever admitted out loud, but everyone could see it. paige was intense and if there was one thing that could compete with her obsession for the game, it was you.

her whole demeanor would change when you were around; she’d become a little less brash, a little softer spoken, but still with that spark in her eye, the same spark she had when she was on the court. the difference was, this time, it wasn’t basketball she was thinking about. it was you.

she never let on just how much you meant to her, unless you asked of course. to paige, showing vulnerability was a weakness, and that wasn’t something she allowed herself to be bar her best friend. she liked to be the strong one, the girl who could take on anything and anyone. but when it came to you, she didn’t need to play those games. you made her forget about all that.

you were the constant in her chaotic life, the one thing she knew she could always count on, no matter what. you weren’t like anyone else. there was no mistaking the way her eyes followed you around, always scanning for you in a room full of people.

she couldn’t help herself and she was always drawn to you. she did try to resist, she pretended not to care, but the truth was, she couldn't stop herself from being completely infatuated by you. it wasn’t something she could turn off, no matter how hard she tried.

paige knew exactly what you were to her. you were the calm wrapped tightly around her freed storm, the subtle stillness she silently craved that nothing could ever come close too. basketball was her passion, sure, but you were her obsession in the best possible way. you were different, and she loved that about you. she loved the way you made her think, made her want to be better, made her feel like there was more to life than just winning a game.

and as much as you two could drive each other mad, there was always an understanding between you and paige. people could see it, the way you both complemented each other without even trying.

those close to you had always known you were a package deal, always together, always at each other’s side. your parents loved seeing how effortlessly you had grown up side by side over the years, how you balanced each other out so naturally. she helped you when life felt too heavy, when everything threatened to pull you under and you were her voice of reason when she needed it.

so when the visits stopped and the mentions of each other grew scarce, everyone noticed. no one could quite grasp what had happened between the two of you, especially when it seemed so sudden.

eventually you had erased every memory of each other, brushing your friends and family off with a vague excuse that you had just drifted apart before college. it was easier than explaining that it wasn’t distance or time pulling you apart, it was something far more complicated, something neither of you could find the words for.

and no matter how hard you both tried to move on, to pretend everything was fine, that bitter feeling lingered like a knife beneath the surface, a secret only the two of you shared. blood drawn, yet cuts unequal. the secret still held you both pitifully in its grip, even as you tried to erase the pain it had caused you both.

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[lovecla]

TAKE YOUR PAIN AWAY | quinn hughes.

00.3. your last day with quinn

➴ chapter warnings: mention of a restrictive diet, constipation.

➴ word count: 1.7k

💌 from me to you: this was supposed to be a cute, hurt/comfort chapter but. i listened to madison beer while writing this so things took a turn and now it’s just depressing. at least there’s still some hurt/comfort here :,)

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2017, SEPTEMBER.

YOU were having the worst day ever.

It was a Friday, and one of those days where anything that could possibly go wrong, went wrong. First, you woke up at half-past five with a fever that made your entire body shiver. Your pajama was glued to your body, sticky with sweat. You sat on the bed, immediately regretting it because your head started spinning and suddenly you needed to throw up everything you’d eaten for dinner last night.

You felt like shit even when you managed to shower, sitting on your bathtub and letting the tears fall from your face. You felt so tired. It had already been a very stressful week, with your Mom forcing you to attend castings and auditions, making calls here and there so you could get the jobs she wanted for you, controlling everything you ate and drank.

On top of all of that, Peter and Quinn were leaving for college and you were sure you had never felt so alone before.

Quinn became your favorite person in the entire world when you both met four years ago. He was so important to you, and even though sometimes your heart didn’t understand what exact feelings you had for him, you needed him in your life.

The friendship you’d built over the past four years meant the world to you. How he took care of you, and how he tried to balance his career with still trying to be present in your life. How he would always ask about how you were doing in school, or about your dreams and wants. How he had introduced you to his family and how Jim and Ellen were nice to you, letting you come over to do your homework with Jack or Luke.

How sometimes you’d find Quinn practicing in their homemade ice rink, and you’d watch him for hours, impressed by his moves and skills. How sometimes you’d notice his hair falling out of the helmet, the sweat decorating his face and his blue, greenish eyes that would stare at nothing but the puck.

So when you found out he was leaving for Michigan? It hurt more than anything else, even if you were extremely happy for him.

You got out of the shower, feeling your body hurt everywhere. You were thankful that your classes didn’t start until next week and you didn’t have any auditions today so you could just jump right back in your bed.

Which was exactly what you did, sleeping like the dead after letting your tears fall for a bit more.

You woke up a few hours later, with a soft touch on your arm. Opening your eyes and immediately feeling them getting wet, you saw Quinn standing beside your bed.

“Hey there, sleepyhead,” he said, smiling. “Maria let me in. You didn’t come say goodbye to me.”

Your sick, tired brain took a little while to process what he was saying. Until you looked at the digital clock that sat on your bedside table, reading 11:34 a.m., Friday, 6 September.

Fuck.

You tried to get up, but your body still felt heavy. You were still shivering underneath the covers and your throat hurt.

“Maddie?” You could see he had stopped smiling.

You tried to smile, feeling the need to reassure him. “I’m sorry. I forgot to set an alarm,” you lied, trying to get up again and, thankfully, succeeding this time. “I’ll be downstairs in just a minute. Sorry.”

Getting up didn’t exactly mean success, since your legs failed after five steps and now you were on the floor, with your knee hurting like a bitch.

“Maddie, what,” Quinn said, quickly coming to your rescue, like he often did. You had a headache? Quinn had the right medicine for it. You hurt your finger? Quinn wrapped your hand with a bandage. You were hungry? Quinn was already in the kitchen making your meal. “What’s going on? Are you sick?”

“No, just— I just woke up.” You didn’t know why you kept lying to him and you felt like shit, but it was his leaving day. The Hughes were moving back to the US, so that Jack and Luke could join the NTDP in Michigan and Quinn could go to UMich. And it couldn’t get worse, not really. “I’m fine.”

“I can tell when you’re lying, Madison,” he hissed, angrily. You frowned. Quinn had never gotten angry at you, not even when you managed to ruin his hockey uniform with glitter. “You’re sick. Did you eat?”

“Yeah,” you mumbled, as he walked you to bed again. “I am fine, Quinn. It’s just constipation or whatever.”

“Stop acting like this is nothing, Madison.”

“Stop calling me that,” you frowned, annoyed for no real reason. You were going to miss them so much.

“It’s your name, isn’t it?” He raised his eyebrow.

“Why are you being so mean?” You whispered, feeling your eyes tearing up again, the fever making you shiver.

He stopped scowling for a second, softening his eyes at you. He sat beside you, placing his hand on your thigh, which you promptly grabbed. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to be mean. It’s just— I hate when you act like what happens to you isn’t important.”

You squeeze his hand, feeling less cold now.

“You’re like my little sister, so watching you sick is just as upsetting as it is with Lukey or Jack,” he chuckled, laughing like he hadn’t just shattered your feelings right there.

You didn’t know exactly what you felt for him, but you knew for a fact it wasn’t that silly admiration you had for him when you were little. You were fifteen now, and just when you were supposed to crush on the boys at your school, you were always comparing them to Quinn instead. And Quinn is always better than them.

Not to mention that he’d been getting cuter. He was losing his teenager features and it didn’t help it with your little infatuation for him.

Hearing him confirming that you were nothing but a family member to him stung. This was definitely the worst day of your life.

“Right,” you whispered, releasing his hand and wrapping your arms around your body. “I don’t think I’ll be able to go downstairs and say bye to you all. I’m sorry for that.”

“We’re only leaving at night so don’t worry. We’ll make sure you’re feeling better until then.” He replied, getting up.

“Where are you going?” You asked, confusion taking over your face.

“I’m gonna ask Maria to make some soup for you while I go look for some cold medicine,” he put his hands inside his jeans pockets, something he did often, and smiled at you. “Do you think you’ll be fine here for ten minutes?”

You nodded, watching as he poked your cheek before leaving your room.

You laid down for a while, trying to organize your thoughts. You still didn’t understand what the Hughes leaving meant to you, only that you’d miss them like they were your own. Because for a while, that’s what they were.

You must have snoozed again because next thing you know, Quinn was shaking you lightly again. You opened your eyes, staring at him.

“Maria made you chicken noodle soup and I brought you juice and pills,” he pointed at the tray on your desk, smiling.

You got up, sitting up against the headboard, and thanking him as he placed the tray on your lap.

“Mom would probably kill me if she knew I’m eating noodles,” you joked, coughing loudly. Ugh.

“I won’t tell her a thing, promise,” he quickly said, sitting on the chair beside your desk, resting his hands on his knees, as he watched you eat. “Can’t believe we’re actually leaving.”

You chuckled. “Yeah.”

“You will come to visit us, right?”

You placed your spoon inside your bowl again, staring at Quinn’s face, trying to memorize all of his features at once. His upper lip, slightly thinner than his bottom one. His wavy, brown hair, messy and untamed, so beautifully shaped. His eyes, darker than Luke and Jack’s, but still bright and vibrant. His nose, big and cute and your favorite feature on his face.

Oh, you were going to miss him so much.

“‘Course I will,” you mumbled, shoving the last spoonful of soup into your mouth. Lying to Quinn always felt wrong. “I’m… I’m gonna miss you,” His eyes softened, and before he could speak, you continued. “You made my life so much easier. You and your family are so important to me so thank you.” You felt your eyes watering, and you looked up. No crying in front of anyone.

“Oh, Maddie,” he got up, removing the tray from your lap and putting it back on your desk, so he could sit beside you. “There’s no need for tears.”

You tried to give him a reassuring smile and tell him you’re okay but you only managed to let more tears fall from your eyes.

He placed your head on his shoulder, pulling the blanket until it reached your chin, covering you completely. Then, he gently grabbed your hand underneath and held it tightly.

“I’ll be only an one hour flight away, Maddie. Our house is your house too.”

You sniffled, feeling your body starting to hurt again.

You wanted to tell him that you didn’t want him to leave, that you needed him in your life and that you loved him. A young, unripe love that made your chest hurt every time you thought about it.

But you knew that you were just being selfish. Ever since you met him, you knew Hockey was his life. It is his favorite thing in the world, and it means a lot to them.

So you would never tell him anything. No. At least one of you deserved to be happy.

“I know,” you mumbled. “Can I take a nap?”

He chuckled beside you. “Yeah, ‘course. Not before you take your medicine though.”

You rolled your eyes, hiding the rest of your face under the cover, hearing Quinn’s soft laugh.

Little did you know you’d keep that sound safe and secure in your heart, for the rest of your life.

[funeral]

Madison County Fair fire, Sept. 27, 1937  Huntsville Fire and Rescue

[victusinveritas]

Photos and words taken from various Facebook posts:

Appalachia was never prepared for this.

I’m sharing in hopes to raise more awareness and also to encourage any type of support that can be provided to Appalachians.

Entire towns have essentially just been washed away. So many people have lost everything they had, some even losing loved ones.

Below are some organizations I have been seeing locals share to help with the recovery efforts:

-RISE Erwin https://gofund.me/bad8e5ab

-American Red Cross https://www.redcross.org/donate/dr/hurricane-helene.html

-Unicoi County Animal Shelter https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=QRXK7CAJK2GCE

-Report Missing Persons 1-800-824-3463

-United Way of East TN Highlands https://unitedwayetnh.org/help/

There is a lot more to the NC Mountains than Asheville.

Boone, Blowing Rock, Banner Elk, Vilas, Sugar Grove, Elk Park, West Jefferson, Black Mountain, Swannanoa, Sylva, Cullowhee, Brevard, Bryson City, Hendersonville, Cherokee, Waynesville, Burnsville, Candler, Canton, Spruce Pine, Chimney Rock, Lake Lure, Linville, Marshall, Maggie Valley, Newland, Grandfather, Beech Mountain, Sugar Mountain, Old Fort, Morganton, Marion are just a few of the cities and towns that have been flooded and/or destroyed. The counties of Yancey, Mitchell, Avery, Ashe, Watauga, Transylvania, Burke, Caldwell, Alleghany, Madison, Buncombe, McDowell, Rutherford, Polk, Henderson, Haywood, Jackson, Macon, Clay, Cherokee, and Swain are devastated and in need of the same help, some even more.

Other counties that fall under various definitions of Western North Carolina include: Alexander County, Catawba County, Cleveland County, Surry County and Yadkin County. When these counties are added, they form a total regional area of roughly 11,750 square miles (30,400 km2). This makes the region roughly the size of Massachusetts. Western North Carolina holds 11% of the state's population.

There are millions of people up there with no electricity, no communication, no water, and no way to get out or let rescue teams even know where they are. I am not taking anything away from Asheville and the utter destruction there or any other areas in NC that have damage. The level of destruction is unimaginable. But it's not one or two cities or towns that are in need of help.

This does not include the destroyed areas in the Tennessee mountains, Western Virginia, Georgia, or South Carolina.

[kinderchaos]

"All" the Kindergarten 2 kids as ponies :D!

*All except the experimented kids lol sorry Madison fans…

Tiny bit of unnecessary exposition of my mlp au rules;

-The earliest a pony can get their cutie mark is around age 5, AKA kindergarten years, but it’s not abnormal to be a blank flank until age 18/puberty stops. The “prime” time for a pony to get their cutie marks is when puberty starts around age 10-15, cause this is when people start finding out who they are and all that stuff.

-In my au, ponies are the only sentient species. There is pony racism, though just like irl, it’s based off of the coat color and hair texture instead of species like in mlp. Though unlike in the show, people are much more accepting and have moved past those discriminatory views.

-Ponies start learning to use their magic/how to fly around age 5, and are usually mastered it around age 8.

Um I think that’s it for worldbuilding OK PONY TIME!

Lily is an earth pony! She got her cutie mark when she found Billy and ‘bloomed’ again after she ‘wilted’. It basically represents her resilience and determination after going through such a bad time in her life. “Waterlily” came from her actual name, and I thought it fit her nicely :-)

Billy is also an earth pony; he got his cutie mark in the second game when he successfully rescued the trapped kids with Lily. It represents his inquisitive personality and also matches his sister’s! :3 he’s slightly duller because of spending so much time in the lab. I came up with his name by just finding another kind of Lily that matches with Waterlily ^_^

Kid is an earth pony— he got his cutie mark on Monday after completing his first mission. The apple represents how he compartmentalizes his time in his head; how he has a certain amount of apples to complete a task. The compass shows how he’s able to help people with what they need. I made his name by just translating Kid into pony language :P

Nugget!! He’s a pegasus who’s alright at best when it comes to flying. He got his cutie mark before Monday, when he made his first Nugget Cave. It basically represents his love for digging and nuggets. He flies people up and down his Nugget Cave when they want to see, but since he’s still not the best at flying, he needs the nuggets to cushion their landing. I wanted to keep “Nugget” in his name, and Gold Nugget was right there, so that’s how he got his name lol!

Felix Huxley :0 he’s a unicorn with pretty good magic, he can lift most small objects and can pull around Ted if he feels like it. He got his cutie mark after Cain’s Not Able, it represents his loyalty to AppleSoft and his dedication to his reputation/image. His name slightly matches wirh Ted, though it’s supposed to be more “serious” and “business-y”.

Ted Huxley ^_^ also a unicorn, his magic strength is comparable to Felix’s. He got his cutie mark after the alt ending of Cain’s Not Able— because of the loops, both of them just woke up “randomly” on Tuesday with their marks. It shows his dedication to the company, but through his personal values instead of image. I came up with his name by trying to think of one that could be “nicknamed” two times, like how Theodore can become Ted and Teddy. So, only Felix calls him Stormy, while everyone else calls him Storm. Also, the suffix ‘Bright’ seemed nicer than ‘Flare’, even though they’re comparable in definition. So I thought it fit!

Monty is a unicorn, his magic is really only good for moving around small objects and not much more. It’s really helpful for making gadgets, which is also how he got his cutie mark! It represents his ability to make gizmos as well as being a darn good business man. He got it after he sold a bunch of stuff his first week of kindergarten. I thought the phrase “circular logic” fit Monty and that’s really it on his name lol

Ozzy! I’ve drawn him before but I changed his cutie mark slightly :P he’s a pegasus, pretty alright at flying but he doesn’t really care to get better at the moment. He flaps his wings when he gets overwhelmed :’) He got his cutie mark in science class after looking at a plant under the microscope. I came up with his name because he comes across as kinda soft and timid, like the word ‘weeping’, but can pack a mean punch, like the stinging nettle plant.

Buggs is an earth pony that got cutie mark by just… overall being a delinquent. But! He can be smart, which is where the magnifying glass comes in; it represents his ability to make and go through with plans if he wants to. His name doesn’t represent much, I just thought it fit really well :3

Jerome was a TOUGH one to work with cause there is NOT a much to work with with him :( but!! I tried!! So firstly he tried SO hard to make his cutie mark a yo-yo. But he ended up getting it on Tuesday, representing his resilience for getting thru his emotional turbulence. He’s a unicorn with moderately strong magic. I came up with his name just by looking up pony name ideas because again I had no idea how to do him and I thought it fit!

Carla my beloved ❤️ she’s a pegasus and by far the best at flying out of everyone, despite having kinda small wings. She got her cutie mark by sneaking into Dr. Danner’s room for the first time and changing the lesson plan— it represents her being sneaky and skillfully getting into places she shouldn’t. “Stormchaser” came from how Carla loves doing things she knows is dangerous/will get her in trouble for the thrill of it, just like storm chasing. Since Ted already goes by Storm, she goes by Chase.

Cindy’s a pegasus, but she’s the least skilled at flying despite having the biggest wings. She got her cutie mark by bullying Lily in front of the whole class 😭 it represents her being feisty and explosive while having such a sweet appearance. Her name is ironic, considering she’s the least gentle kid at school, probably.

Penny’s our last one so far! She’s a unicorn with the strongest magic, as it was mechanically enhanced. Her cutie mark is a walkie-talkie going off with a heart in the display, showing her tattletale-y nature despite having good intentions. She got it the first time she “sent someone to the principal’s office”. She is honest at heart, which is where her name came from.

Skill of magic from strongest to weakest:

-Penny

-Felix

-Ted

-Jerome

-Monty

Skill of flight from strongest to weakest:

-Carla

-Nugget

-Ozzy

-Cindy

THAT’S ALL for this batch!! I’m working on the adults AS WE SPEAK and will actually include the hall monitors this time lol. Anywyas PLS LIKE PLS REBLOG TYYY

[beasanfi1997]

The fangirls actually like Thumbelina, Ocarina of Time, Lightspeed Rescue, Attack of Clones, Mystic Force, Arthur and the Revenge of Maltazard, Twilight Saga New Moon and Star Wars Rebels season three because they are more teen love Story

[houseofwolves-v1]

Hi friends, I finally have consistent reliable cell service again for the first time since Friday. I’m so incredibly thankful that my family and friends are all safe and experiencing only minimal disruption to our homes and living situations in the wake of Hurricane Helene, especially since the same cannot be said for the majority of our area.

I’m going to be compiling a list of local nonprofits and mutual aid funds in Western North Carolina that are helping with disaster relief that are in need of donations and support (I’ll continue editing this post to add more as I find them)

My family and I are doing what we can to help out since we have the ability to do so, but resources are scarce here right now and outside help is greatly appreciated. That being said, please please please DO NOT physically come and try to offer volunteer aid! There are coordinated groups that are making supply runs back and forth, and we need to make sure roads are kept as clear as possible so that emergency and utility workers are able to do their jobs. The majority of the area is still without power and/or water and there are enough of us in stable situations who can volunteer where it’s needed without bringing in people who will be unnecessarily using precious resources.

*EDIT: most places have received such an influx in donations they’re requesting a halt on physical items so that they have time to distribute everything, so monetary donations to purchase bigger ticket items (generators and other such things) are now the priority!* Items needed are non perishable food, bottled water, trash bags, blankets, first aid supplies, pads and tampons, diapers, formula, hand sanitizer, wet wipes, toilet paper, paper towels, bleach, shovels, gloves, coolers, propane, camp stoves, flashlights, and batteries. There are plenty of groups outside the area that are coordinating with groups here to bring those supplies up, so locating someone who is doing that to donate those supplies to is key if you’re wanting to offer a physical donation rather than monetary.

Buncombe County:

•Blue Ridge Public Radio has been an incredible source of information and provides regular updates, both on air at 88.1 if you’re local, and on their instagram page @/blueridgepublicradio (this one is a resource suggestion rather than a donation suggestion)

•BeLoved Asheville- local nonprofit working to distribute supplies and coordinate clean up efforts, Venmo: @/BeLoved-Asheville, PayPal: @/belovedasheville

•Babies Need Bottoms- local nonprofit distributing wipes and diapers, based in Asheville but serves all of Western NC normally, so hopefully they’ll be able to start expanding where they’re offering supplies to soon, Link to Donate: https://babiesneedbottoms.org/donate/

•Pansy Collective- mutual aid collective, also Asheville based but serving the Western NC area, using donations for both general supplies and the specific needs of individuals, Venmo and CashApp: @/pansycollective

•Asheville Survival Program- mutual aid collective, using donations for both general supplies and the specific needs of individuals, Venmo: @/AppMedSolid, CashApp: $streetsidehelene

•Manna Food Bank- private nonprofit distributing food, they serve all of Western NC but just had their headquarters severely damaged by flooding (although they have still been out regularly distributing food the past few days), Link to Donate: https://donate.mannafoodbank.org

•Brother Wolf Animal Rescue- local animal shelter that is urgently seeking foster homes for pets if you’re in the area, and also seeking monetary donations as their facility was severely damaged by flooding, Link to Donate: https://secure.qgiv.com/for/rebuildbw

Madison County:

•Community Housing Coalition- local nonprofit providing home repairs to low income residents, Link to Donate: https://chcmadisoncountync.org/donate/

•Rural Organizing and Resilience (also known as ROAR WNC)- mutual aid effort working to get supplies out to people who can’t access shelters and food distribution sites, Link to Donate: https://ruralorganizing.wordpress.com/donate/?fbclid=PAZXh0bgNhZW0CMTEAAaYcowwFWXMZ2KX9E5soM2mg1dXfHbe3s8j1_S2D5HAuPuyYv3JtPXzeEDc_aem_rI_E3daUQlumDDLbIEn22g

•Holler Harm Reduction- mutual aid collective, working with ROAR to help distribute supplies, Link to Donate: https://www.hollerharmreduction.org/get-involved

Watauga County:

•@/sweetleaf161 on instagram- regularly sharing mutual aid links for Boone and surrounding areas

•Watauga Humane Society- working to provide pet food to locals, and offering available facility space for those needing a safe space for their pet to temporarily stay during this time, Link to Donate: https://wataugahumane.org/donate/doogies_hope

•F.A.R.M. Cafe- local nonprofit providing free or pay what you can meals, Link to Donate: https://farmcafe.org/donate

•Hunger and Health Coalition- local nonprofit distributing food and medications, based in Boone but serving the whole High Country area, Link to Donate: https://secure.qgiv.com/for/thehungerandhealthcoalition

[greatwyrmgold]

What would Yoru from chainsaw man where to posses Taylor herbert

I will assume this is "what would happen if this happened?" and not "what would make Yoru do this?"

It's no surprise that you thought about this; Taylor and Asa have a lot in common, in both personality and circumstances. Their moms are dead. They're both girls in high school, introverted, isolated from their classmates. They're both self-sacrificing, or possibly just depressed. They both end up finding creative uses for the superpowers they end up with. They both get superpowers from an inhuman creature living in their heads. (If you haven't read Worm, forget I said that last part.)

Oh yeah, and the inciting incident for their story is a moment where they think they could make friends, that their isolation and bullying might be over, only for it to get so much worse. The big difference there is that Taylor was the victim of her bullies' plot, while Asa was the victim of her two left feet.

The biggest difference is that Taylor is less misanthropic. In Asa's first chapter, she has a monologue about how the city is corrupt and she wishes all devils would die, even beloved hero Chainsaw Man and classroom pet Bucky. In Taylor's first chapter, Taylor says she wants to "go Carrie on the school," but chooses not to because "I was better than that." (And to a lesser extent because her dad would be ashamed when he saw the news, but mostly it's her not wanting to stoop to that level.)

Assuming that devils are a thing Taylor knows about and not an outside-context problem, Taylor probably wouldn't agree to Yoru's offer unless she was on death's door like Asa was. And remember, Yoru can't just forcibly possess someone; she needs to make a contract.

This brings us to two crucial unstated parameters: When and how does this happen?

The obvious answer is "the locker incident," but it's not a good answer. Despite fanon concerns about getting infections from used tampons, canonically (and logically), the kind of trash that was actually dumped in the locker would not pose any immediate threat to Taylor. Her trigger event wasn't about physical danger, but isolation. That's not enough to make Taylor accept a devil's bargain, especially since a dinky devil talking to her directly alleviates the isolation.

If Taylor doesn't get a parahuman ability, you could just copy Asa's origin, substituting the nameless class president for Madison or Emma. Or maybe Julia. Not enough fanfics remember Julia. In this case, Taylor makes a contract impulsively to save her life, then feels torn between a moral imperative not to help devils and a moral imperative to do what she promised. The latter is backed up by supernatural power and a threat on her life, so she'll cave eventually, but she'd probably drag her feet more than Asa did even after caving.

Canon Taylor had a vague goal of superheroing, which adapted with her circumstances. She went on a patrol, then she changed her mind and decided to infiltrate the Undersiders and sell them out, then she changed her mind again and decided to rescue Dinah. Yoru's presence means Taylor's more likely to focus on one specific goal, a goal which isn't terribly congruent with joining the Undersiders.

There's a lot more going on in Brockton Bay than CSM!Tokyo, though. Depending on what happens to be going on in the month that Taylor starts trying to kill Chainsaw Man, their story could go in many directions. The direction Asa's story went seems unlikely, if only because I don't see Taylor making a miraculous transformation into a confident charismatic young woman under the Chainsaw Man Church. Then again, I'm not sure how Asa did that either.

If Taylor follows the same path as in canon, one place to stick Yoru's offer would be 8.6. Leviathan's gone, but Taylor's body is broken, she's stuck in the hospital, no one will talk to her, except a nurse who keeps apologizing for not being allowed to say anything. And Panacea, eventually, but once that trainwreck of a conversation is done Taylor's taking things into her own hands. Yoru would push Taylor to break free, escape these untrustworthy bastards, deal with the consequences of your contract after you've escaped.

Again, Yoru's demands aren't congruent with Undersider activities. In this scenario, the temporary break caused by Taylor learning about Dinah and the other Undersiders learning her initial plans is likely to be permanent. Taylor's tensions with the Undersiders are liable to be a major part of her story going forward, wounds hardening to scars as Taylor's continued distance prevents anyone from healing properly.

Taylor's first priority is liable to be her and her father's safety. Maybe she ends up doing the "benevolent queen of the boardwalk" act in her own neighborhood, but that was at least partially reliant on Coil's funding, so at minimum there would be fewer cookouts. If she does, this would definitely cause conflict with whichever of Coil's minions is supposed to control her part of the city. In canon, that seems to have been Grue, but you can probably justify distributing it to another Undersider, since Coil's plans would need to change without Skitter.

Anyhow. Another good alternative would be that time Bonesaw had all the Undersiders at her mercy, paralyzed and depowered. Taylor would take the devil she didn't know over the devil gleefully plotting her mutilation, and while Bonesaw would probably survive whatever insect-weapon-based vengeance Yoru dealt, the Slaughterhouse Nine as a whole would suffer setbacks. (Maybe Yoru even smashes Burnscar's head open, like Brian did in canon.)

Once again, Yoru's demands are not congruent with the Undersiders. But at this point, Taylor's too firmly enmeshed in the team to abandon them. They need her and she needs them, so everyone just has to deal with it. This almost certainly causes tension between Taylor and Coil; as soon as Dinah recovers, he's likely to use it as a justification to cut Skitter loose. In all likelihood, this leads to the Undersiders rebelling against Coil.

At that point, either Coil eats shit and dies, makes a risky Devil contract and causes trouble while dying, or possibly both. Probably both. Possibly he also releases Echidna for good measure. Coil is a sore loser.

After that, the Undersiders consolidate control over Brockton Bay and Taylor can focus on Chainsaw Man. You know, aside from all the reasons that she couldn't focus on Undersiders stuff in canon. "Cut ties" and all that.

I hope that answers your question!

[merrybloomwrites]

I Hear Them Calling (Extra: Bonding)

Story Summary: Alpha Harry Styles and omega Y/N Y/L/N meet under less than ideal circumstances. Overtime their paths will cross and they will be drawn to one another in ways they never expected.

Chapter Summary: You and Harry head to Madison Square Garden to watch Niall perform. It brings up some memories for both of you, and leads to a lifechanging decision that leaves the two of you happier than ever.

Word Count: 3.8K

CW: mentions of previous attempted assault, smut, knotting, biting, ABO

AN: When I saw Niall at MSG last summer I knew I wanted to write an extra for this series where Harry and Y/N watch him there. I also knew the next major thing would be them bonding so decided that can all go together! Hope you enjoy!

Previous Chapters can be found here!

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“Can I scent you before we go tonight?”

You’ve just gotten out of the shower, towel wrapped around your body with your hair dripping down your back. You hadn’t noticed Harry standing in the bedroom, and you’re startled by him asking you a question. 

“Sorry, didn’t mean to sneak up on you,” he says. 

“It’s fine. You want to scent me before the show?” You ask. 

“Yea, if that’s alright with you.”

“Harry, of course that’s alright with me. You’re my alpha, I always like when you scent me. But you don’t normally do it when we go out together. Is everything okay?”

“My alpha’s a little on edge. I think it’s because we’ll be at MSG. I'm excited to watch Niall, but I think I’m nervous because of what happened to you there.”

You know exactly what he’s referring to. The first time you had been at MSG, an unknown alpha had followed you and used his alpha voice to corner you. If Harry hadn’t come to your rescue, there’s no telling what this man would have done to you.

Being an omega, you are amongst the most vulnerable and often targeted group in society. You were always on edge in public spaces, and that event had confirmed your worst fears. But, it had also introduced you to Harry. You’ve been dating now for almost two years and had gone public with your relationship a few months prior. 

“I’m nervous too,” you say. “But I’ll be with you. And I know you’ll keep me safe.” 

“Always.”

“Let me get ready and then you can scent me, okay?” He nods in agreement and you grab your clothes. 

You’ve put a lot of thought into your outfit for the night. This isn’t the first time you’re going to be seen with Harry, but you know it’s going to be a big deal. Harry being at Niall’s show is huge. Everyone will be losing their minds seeing him there to support his previous band mate. There’s no doubt that people will be recording Harry, and therefore, recording you. 

You take your time with your hair and makeup, making sure to look nice without going over the top. When you’re finished, you walk out to the living room where Harry is sitting on the couch and tying his shoes. 

He looks up when he hears you walk in and stares for a moment. 

“Do I look alright?” You ask. 

“You look beautiful,” he replies, his voice soft. 

“Thank you. You look good, I like this shirt. Is it new?”

“Nah, found it in the back of my closet.”

You sit next to him and he says, “Can I-? Is it still okay if I scent you?”

“Yea, please. I know I’ll feel more at ease if you do,” you explain. 

“C’mere,” he says, and you move to straddle his waist. It’s not necessary to be in this position, but both of you like it. It helps you feel connected, and gives Harry access to the scent glands on either side of your neck. 

He leans in, starting with a gentle kiss to your neck. Your eyes shut automatically as you focus on the feeling of Harry all around you. He runs his nose along both sides, then begins to kiss and nip at the glands. You’re doused in his scent, your own omega smell mostly hidden. While you’re proud of being an omega, sometimes it’s nice to not have to worry. With your scent covered by your alpha’s, you know that others won’t be able to find you by your smell. 

Not like last time. 

The car arrives, and you head out. Harry normally prefers to drive, but tonight required a bit more planning and security involvement, so Harry had chosen to be on the safe side. While you like when it’s just the two of you, it is nice to ride in the backseat with him, your hand intertwined with his on the seat between you. 

After the drive you’re escorted into the building through a back entrance. You’re greeted by Arlo, a nice beta on Niall’s team. 

“Ni’s just about done getting ready and would love to see you before the show,” Arlo says. He starts leading the two of you down a series of hallways, and you begin to grow anxious. 

Even with his thorough scenting, Harry can pick up on the slight distressed pheromones you’re producing. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks quietly. 

“I think we’re about to go through where it happened,” you reply. 

“Do you want to see if we can go another way?”

“No. It’s okay. I’m okay. You’re here.”

“I’m here,” Harry confirms and wraps a protective arm around your shoulders. 

As you walk past the spot where that alpha had trapped you, you take a deep breath of Harry’s scent. You look at the wall you’d been held against, and remember how Harry had come to save the day. And from that moment on he had never left your side. 

Any fear and anxiety you’d had is now gone, feelings of love and contentment replacing them. Harry senses the shift and smiles beside you, gently squeezing your arm. 

After a few more turns, Arlo knocks on a door which opens a moment later. There’s an excited shout, and then Harry is engulfed in a hug. 

“Harry!” Niall exclaims. “I’m so glad you’re here!” 

“I’m thrilled to be here, Ni. Can’t wait to see you on stage!” Harry replies. 

“This must be your lovely girlfriend,” Niall says, looking towards you. 

Harry beams as he introduces you, saying, “This is my omega, Y/N.” 

“Omega,” Niall says, his face beaming at the two of you. “I hadn’t realized you were an omega. I am so happy for the both of you!” Being one of Harry’s closest friends, Niall knew that Harry always hoped to find his omega. With most people being betas, it seemed unlikely that it would happen. But fate, and luck had been on your side, bringing you and Harry together. 

The three of you sit and chat for a few minutes before another woman walks in. You see Niall’s face light up as she enters and you know right away this must be his girlfriend, Amelia. 

After more introductions, you and Amelia talk a bit about what it’s like to be dating these big pop stars. You end up exchanging numbers, happy to have someone who understands the craziness of this specific lifestyle. 

As it nears showtime, you and Harry say goodbye to Niall and Amelia and make your way to the suite you’ll be in. You point out Harry’s banner which is hanging across from your seat, and feel a swell of pride as you watch Harry look at it with a smile. 

Del Water Gap opens the show, and while you don’t know all of his music, there are a few songs of his you know and love. You and Harry dance along to the music, enjoying this time to let loose. 

When Niall comes on stage a bit later, the cheers are deafening, especially from Harry. It’s fun to watch him support his friend this way and you can see the connection the two of them have, as Niall glances up to your suite during Stockholm Syndrome. 

You always thought that out of the five boys, Niall wrote the most romantic love songs, which is why you’re so excited when he starts singing Black and White. Harry sings along, leaning in close for the lyrics “I promise that I’ll love you for the rest of my life.” You look at him a second later, and you can see that those words are undeniably true. 

At that moment, you know that he’s it for you. This is the man you want to bond, marry, and raise pups with. And you don’t want to wait any longer. 

Towards the end of the show, you and Harry head backstage to watch the final songs with Amelia. You and Harry enjoy every minute of the concert, and dip the second it ends in order to beat the traffic. 

You ride home with his arm around you and you talk about the show, and Harry reminisces about his time in the band. It’s always nice when he talks fondly about those memories. You feel honored to be able to hear about that time. 

Back at home, you get ready for bed side by side, reveling in the domestic bliss. This only confirms what you were thinking earlier, that this is how you want to spend the rest of your life. Add in the sweet and gentle way he makes love to you before cuddling you to sleep, there’s no question.

You wake up the next morning, still wrapped in his arms and he presses a sleepy kiss to your head.

“Good morning, my love,” he says, his voice still gruff with sleep.

“Good morning,” you reply.

The two of you lay together for a little while, just basking in each other's presence and running your hands along one another’s bodies. Your next words are ones you’ve been thinking, but you don’t mean to say them. At least, not by blurting them out.

And yet, suddenly you’re breaking the silence by saying, “I want to be bonded to you.”

His shocked silence only lasts a moment before his eyes light up with joy. “You do?” he asks excitedly.

“I do. I think I’ve known for a while now. But after last night I just couldn’t wait any longer. Harry, I want to be connected to you, in every way. I want to be your omega.”

“I’d love nothing more,” he says, and leans in for a kiss. You quickly deepen it, pulling him close. But he breaks off the kiss a moment later.

“Did you mean right now?” he asks.

“Yea, did you not? I just thought-” you cut yourself off, now feeling silly that you thought he’d want to bond immediately. 

Seeing how you draw back, he realizes that you took that as a rejection. Wanting to quickly reassure you, he says, “I want to make it special.”

“Harry, all I need for it to be special is you.”

You feel him start to rumble and begin to purr in response. 

“Still,” he says. “This is an important moment. Can I please do a little something to mark the occasion? I can have it all ready tonight, promise!”

And well, how could you say no to that?

“Sounds perfect,” you reply. “I love you, Harry.”

“I love you too, Y/N,” he says. His hands are still on you, and they run gently along your body. The two of you lay together for another few minutes, and then Harry says, “I’m gonna get ready. Busy day today.” He smirks, then gives you another kiss and climbs out of bed. 

You watch as he gets dressed, taking in every glimpse of his bare skin, especially the parts reserved only for you. When he’s done, he sees your hungry expression and says, “C’mon, let’s go eat breakfast. You look ravenous.”

“Oh I am. Just not for food.”

“Trust me, I’m aware, you cheeky omega,” he says as he leans down to pick you up and toss you over his shoulder.

“Okay, manhandling me is not going to make me less in the mood, you know that right?” you say through giggles as he carries you from the bedroom to the kitchen. It’s a true statement, and Harry knows how much you get off any time he shows off his strength. Plus, as an omega, knowing your alpha is clearly strong enough to protect you and your future pups is a turn on. 

He places you gently on the kitchen counter and begins rummaging around. He pulls out ingredients and you offer to help, but he turns you down. “Let me take care of you,” he says.

You eat breakfast together, Harry insisting on doing the dishes as well. Afterwards, he heads out, saying he has some things he needs to get at the store. 

While he’s gone, you take a shower, fully cleaning and pampering yourself to get ready. 

Tonight, you’re going to be bonded. You always thought this would be a scary thing, that this big event would fill you with nerves. But you’re not nervous. You’re only excited. That’s how you know this is the right move. The thought of not being bonded to Harry makes you anxious, and sad, so clearly, you’re meant to be together.

Harry gets back home, keeping all the items he purchased hidden, saying you’ll know later. 

“So, Niall and Amelia will be taking you out for the afternoon,” Harry says. 

“This all part of your plan?” you ask.

“Absolutely. Need to work in secret so you can come home and be amazed!”

“Alright, I will accept you kicking me out of the house, since you’re planning a surprise for me.”

“Thank you, my love,” Harry says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “They’ll be here in about fifteen minutes,” he adds. 

You finish getting ready and soon enough, Niall and Amelia are there to pick you up. 

The three of you start with lunch, Niall explaining that Harry had taken care of everything. Of course he has. You can tell your alpha is set on ensuring you have a perfect day while proving he’ll always provide for you. 

After lunch you head to do some window shopping, spending time looking at plenty of items but not buying anything. 

Not until you and Amelia head into a very upscale lingerie store. You’ve never really been into lingerie, but you’ve acquired a few pieces since you started dating Harry. 

You’re looking at a sheer lace matching set, the color just right to make your eyes pop. Amelia notices the way you focus on it and says, “You should buy that. Your alpha won’t be able to resist you, might bond you the second he sees you in it.”

You blush, and Amelia says, “Wait, are you? Are the two of you ready to bond?”

“We are,” you reply quietly, but don’t reveal more details. 

“That’s wonderful. You guys seem perfect for each other.”

It always makes you feel warm inside when other people say things like that to you and Harry. It confirms you’re not just in your own bubble, that you’re the only ones who think you’re good together. Not that other people’s opinions matter, but it just shows you that outsiders view the two of you as compatible. 

You decide to buy the lingerie, and are grateful the purchase can be hidden in a small, discreet bag so you can sneak it in the house without Harry seeing. 

Meeting back up with Niall who had been next door looking at watches, the three of you end the outing with some coffee. You’ve been successfully distracted for the past few hours, but as Niall drives you back home, you begin to grow restless. 

“Anxious to get back to your alpha?” Niall teases. 

“Something like that,” you reply. 

“You know, I’ve known Harry for a long time. And it brings me so much joy to know that he’s found his perfect mate,” he says, completely serious now. “I am extremely happy for the two of you.”

“Well, thank you. And Harry and I are both happy for the two of you as well,” you say, causing both Niall and Amelia to smile and blush. 

Finally, Niall is dropping you off back home, and you thank them for such a wonderful afternoon. 

Harry sees you pull up, and waits on the front porch, smiling big enough for his dimples to make an appearance. Suddenly, you need to be in his arms, so you practically run up the path to meet him. 

“Hi my love,” he greets you as he wraps you in a hug. “Did you have a good day?”

“I did. It was nice spending time with them,” you answer as Harry leads you inside. 

“Are you ready for the surprise?” Harry says. 

You’re anxious to see everything he’s set up, but there’s one thing you have to do first, so you reply, “Just need to use the bathroom and then I’m all yours.”

“All mine. I like the sound of that,” he says with a smirk.

“You would, you possessive alpha,” you joke. And it really is a joke, because while Harry is protective, he’s never been overly possessive like some alphas are. Just another reason why you love him. 

You slip into the downstairs bathroom and do your business and refresh yourself. You also quickly manage to change your undergarments, putting on the new lingerie you’d purchased. It makes you feel attractive, sexy even, and gives you a boost of confidence for what’s to come.

Rejoining Harry in the entryway, he extends his arm, inviting you to loop yours through his like a true gentleman. He leads you to the dining room, and the sight takes your breath away. The lights are dim, candles and soft music creating a gentle and romantic ambiance. A beautiful bouquet of flowers acts as the centerpiece, and a delicious smelling meal is already plated and waiting.

“Harry, this is amazing!”

“You deserve all of this and more, sweetheart.” 

He pulls out your chair and helps you settle before sitting across from you. The two of you enjoy a delicious meal while you tell him about your day with Amelia and Niall. But as you’re finishing dessert, you know it’s time to talk about what’s going to happen next.

“You’re definitely ready for this?” Harry asks.

“I am. I’m more than ready,” you reply, you’re voice strong and sure.

“And you’re ready for the shared heat and rut that will start once we bond?” he checks. 

“Absolutely,” you answer. Not only are you ready, but you’re looking forward to it. Days of passionate lovemaking with your alpha? Yea, that’s not exactly a hardship. 

“Good. I made some meals and stocked the room with everything we’ll need.”

“Thank you for taking care of everything.”

“I will always take care of you,” Harry states. And you know it’s true. He stands and cleans everything up, not accepting your offers to help. He then checks that the door is locked, that the alarm is on, and that the oven is off, before blowing out the candles. 

Once you’re sure that everything is taken care of, you stand and walk to face Harry.

“Alpha?”

“Yes, my love?”

“Take me to bed.”

He doesn’t hesitate, quickly lifting you over his shoulder in a show of strength that has you producing slick faster than you thought possible. You’d be embarrassed, especially since there’s no hiding it, not with the position you’re in. But there’s no need to be self-conscious, not when Harry lets out a lust-filled growl at the scent. 

The bedroom is also decorated, but neither of you are focusing on that right now. What catches your eye immediately is what is on the bed itself. The most gorgeous nest you’ve ever seen. Harry places you down gently in the center of it, and you pick up the way both of your scents are blended together.

“Harry, it’s beautiful,” you say, causing him to blush as he hovers over you.

“I’ve never really nested before. Wasn’t sure if you’d like it,” he replies bashfully. 

“I love it, Alpha. It’s perfect.”

He leans in for a kiss, and while it starts tame, it quickly turns heated. Clothes are quickly removed, until Harry is completely bare and you’re left in just your bra and panties. That sight slows Harry down, and he takes his time admiring you.

“You are perfect.” He states as he presses a kiss to your tummy. “You are beautiful.” He says next, the kiss landing on your collarbone this time. He continues to shower you in kisses and compliments, driving you completely mad with desire. 

Just when you think you’re going to burst, he finally removes those last articles and begins to touch you where you need it most. His mouth on your core is just what you want, and he doesn’t disappoint, eating you out until you’re writhing beneath him.

“Can’t wait any longer. Need you. Need to bond you,” he says as he lines up his hard cock with your dripping entrance. After confirming your consent, he slides inside with one intense thrust. He tries to go slow, but neither of you want that right now. He picks up the pace, going hard and fast, and both of you quickly near your peaks.

When you’re on the precipice of your orgasm, and you can feel Harry’s knot start to grow, you tilt your head to the side, giving Harry the perfect view of your bonding spot. 

“You’re sure?” he manages to grunt out, and you confirm one more time. 

He leans down, thoroughly scenting you, licking and nipping at your neck to prepare you. And then, finally, just as you tip over into bliss and his knot locks inside, he sinks his teeth into your neck. There’s a tiny prick of pain, and then, the feeling of pure euphoria. Harry licks over the bite to seal it, and you sink into this pleasant, floaty feeling that comes with the post-orgasm glow. 

Once Harry is happy with the bite, he pulls back so he can look at you.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

“I’m amazing. That was amazing. I’ve never felt better,” you reply.

He leans in for a sweet kiss, and you makeout lazily until Harry’s knot goes down. For the next half hour, you cuddle together in the nest, feeling more connected than ever before. When it starts to feel too warm, you know your heat is beginning. The way Harry’s hands travel more insistently along your skin lets you know he’s sinking into rut as well.

When the need to be filled starts to overwhelm you, Harry says, “Let me take care of you.”

And he does. For the next four days, even though he’s fully in rut, he still ensures you have everything that you need. When you both come up, he changes the sheets, runs you a bath, and absolutely pampers you.

You think back to before you met Harry, how you suffered from touch deprivation, and the thought of one day having an alpha was a far fetched fantasy. You could never have predicted that this would be the outcome. But you are so happy it is.

You make a new nest, and you and Harry lay together, resting after days of vigorous activities. 

And while you’re content with your life exactly how it is, when Harry runs his hand along your stomach, you can’t help but wonder what it would be like if your family of two were to grow.

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Little cliffhanger at the end, maybe I'll come back and write a story about them raising some pups together??

[wlwalthea]

thinking about how if the writers didn’t switch and troy was alive in s4…would they have tried to go about nick and troy romantically…i think that would’ve been so crazy to see play out on television like… OHHHGODDD HERE WE GO

the start of the relationship i would’ve loved to see like a flashback episode to an almost kiss the night of the bazaar EEEKKKEKKRKK like they’re high asfk troy would initiate, eyes locked on nicks lips as he leans in and nick is all in his head like “oh?” but he Wants it. until troy backs away before their lips touchDHSJDHJSJDJS

from the dam to the stadium their relationship starts to. Evolve. in the tiniest ways. nick tries little things when they’re alone like fingers lingering on troy’s as he hands him something or standing real close to him or making little comments like troy did Before that night (you stayed at the ranch cuz u loved me type beat)

troy gets more comfortable with the way nick acts when it’s just them two but in front of ppl hes Different. and they get into a little argument about Them “it’s so confusing do u like me or not it sure looked like it that night” yap yap until troy cuts nick off by pushing him against the wall Nick doesn’t say anything and just stares at him angry and confused before troy puts his lips on nicksJDJSJDJSKD

they would’ve kept things secret for Obvious Reasons (troy losing his mind at the thought of ppl knowing he was a boy kisser given his background) nick would always “fake” flirt with him in front of ppl but alicia can see right through it she knows her brother (you like him you both share the same self destruction type beaatt)

lots of sneaking around, going on supply runs together madison’s like “what took you guys so long” troy at a loss for words as the scenes of what happened play in his head “uh- we um” nick coming to the rescue “small herd of em went through the street we had to hide for a bit…but we found this” saves their skin with the supplies found as the sweat rolls down troy’s backdjskdjsj

being able to watch the tension as troy almost kisses him at the bazaar would’ve been CRAZZYYYY and i think it would’ve changed television forever like that scene would’ve revolutionized the walking dead universe for gay people everywhere

[pankowcrumbs]

Faint X Rudy Pankow (Requested)

MasterList

Outerbanks and Cast Masterlist

Interviews with the Outer Banks cast were always a whirlwind of energy, laughter, and camaraderie. Today was no different. The studio was buzzing with activity as cameras were set up, microphones adjusted, and producers scurried around ensuring everything was perfect. I sat with Rudy and the rest of the cast—Chase, Madelyn, Madison, Jonathan, Drew, and Carlacia—on a long couch in front of a brightly lit backdrop. The lights were intense, casting a soft glow on everyone, but also radiating a heat that was already starting to make me uncomfortable.

I shifted in my seat, tugging at the collar of my shirt discreetly as the interviewer launched into her first question.

"So, let’s start with something fun! If you were stranded on an island—which isn’t much of a stretch considering the show—which cast member would you bring and why?"

The question sparked a cacophony of laughter and teasing as everyone chimed in with their answers.

"I’d take Chase," Jonathan said. "He’d probably build a five-star treehouse or something."

"That’s true," Madelyn added, grinning. "He’d also be the one to figure out how to make gourmet meals from coconuts."

"I’d take Rudy," Madison declared, pointing at him. "He’d keep me entertained the whole time… even if we never got rescued."

Rudy flashed a proud grin and nudged me. "What about you, Y/N? Who would you take?"

I tried to smile, but the heat from the lights felt like it was doubling, making my head spin. "Uh…" I started, but my voice came out weaker than I intended. I swallowed hard and attempted to focus on the conversation.

"She’d take me," Rudy said confidently, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "Right, babe?"

The cast laughed, and I managed a small nod, though my vision was starting to blur slightly.

As the questions continued, I became more aware of the oppressive heat. My hands felt clammy, and a wave of nausea rolled over me. I tried to focus on my breathing, hoping it would pass.

“Y/N?” the interviewer asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “What’s been your favorite scene to film this season?”

I opened my mouth to respond, but the words didn’t come. Instead, the edges of my vision darkened, and I felt myself slipping. The last thing I heard was Rudy’s voice, tinged with alarm.

"Y/N!"

When I came to, I was lying on a couch in a quieter corner of the studio. The harsh lights were gone, replaced by the soft glow of a nearby lamp. Rudy’s face was the first thing I saw, his brow furrowed in concern as he held a cool cloth to my forehead.

“Hey,” he said softly, relief flooding his features when he saw my eyes open. “You’re awake.”

“What happened?” I mumbled, my voice hoarse.

“You fainted,” he said, his tone gentle but still laced with worry. “The lights were too much, and I think you overheated. You scared the hell out of me.”

I winced, guilt creeping in. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make a scene.”

“Don’t apologise,” he said firmly. “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

The rest of the cast soon appeared, their faces a mix of concern and relief. Madison was the first to speak.

“Y/N, don’t ever do that again. You scared us all!”

“She’s fine now,” Rudy reassured them, his hand never leaving mine. “But let’s give her some space, yeah?”

Chase nodded. “We’ll be right outside. Let us know if you need anything.”

As they filed out, Rudy turned his attention back to me. He brushed a strand of hair from my face and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“You know you’re stuck with me now, right?” he teased, his voice softer than usual. “I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

I managed a weak smile, squeezing his hand. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Later, when I felt strong enough to sit up, Rudy helped me back to the main room. The cast cheered when they saw me, and Madison immediately handed me a bottle of water.

“Next time, we’re bringing fans,” she declared, earning laughs from everyone.

Through it all, Rudy stayed close, his protective presence a constant comfort. And though the day hadn’t gone as planned, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the way he’d been there for me. It was moments like this that reminded me just how lucky I was to have him by my side.

[lovecla]

TAKE YOUR PAIN AWAY | quinn hughes.

00. meet ℳadison 𝒞arter:

Meet Madison Carter, one of the most talked-about models of her generation!

Born in 2002, Madison is the daughter of famed Fashion editor-in-chief, Jessica Carter. Her career took off early when she landed her first modeling gig at just 16, gracing the cover of her mother’s magazine. Despite the high-profile connections, Madison has carved out her own path in the fashion industry, becoming a sought-after face for major brands and campaigns.

Beyond fashion, Madison uses her platform to advocate for meaningful causes, from climate change awareness to mental health, often speaking out passionately on these issues. A self-confessed dog lover, she frequently shares heartwarming moments with her rescue pup, Bella, on social media, endearing herself to fans even more.

Madison’s striking presence has also made her a favorite in the music world, starring in music videos for top artists like Justin Bieber and PARTYNEXTDOOR, where her charisma shines just as brightly. On the personal front, rumors swirl about her mysterious yet close friendship with NHL stars, the Hughes brothers, though nothing has been officially confirmed.

With her combination of beauty, talent, and activism, Madison Carter is quickly becoming one of the defining faces of her generation.

Madison’s Instagram:

Madison’s dog, Bella:

[mr-styles]

Harry Styles ‘Love on Tour’ Ends After 173 Concerts for 5.04 Million Fans, and $6.5 Million Donated to Charity

Harry Styles’ world-shaking “Love on Tour” wrapped before a crowd of 100,000 people at Italy’s RCF Arena last week, concluding 173 dates over nearly three years. The tour launched on September 4, 2021 and saw Styles performing to 5.04 million fans in North and South America, the U.K., Europe and Australia — including 20 dates at Madison Square Garden, 18 at the Los Angeles Forum, six at London’s Wembley Stadium, and two sets of “Harryween” concerts — and is the fourth highest-grossing tour of all time, according to the announcement.

Just as significantly, the tour donated some $6.5 million to charities, which are listed below.

He was joined for the tour by a band that features Pauli Lovejoy, Sarah Jones, Mitch Rowland, Madi Diaz, Elin Sandberg, Ariza, Yaffra, Parris Fleming, Kailah Vandever, Lorren Chiodo and Laura Bibbs.

The tour also saw the release of Styles’ third solo album, “Harry’s House,” which won Grammy Awards for album of the year and best pop vocal album, as well as all four BRIT Awards for which it was nominated. The album’s head single, “As It Was,” reached No. 1 in 33 countries—including 15 weeks on top of the Billboard Hot 100.

CHARITIES DONATED TO ON LOVE ON TOUR

Planned Parenthood Choose Love Physicians for Reproductive Health Rebuild Foundation REVERB Black Voters Matter Fund – Capacity Building Institute The Afiya Center International Rescue Committee Intermission Youth Save the Children CARE Every Town for Gun Safety BEAM Theater Gates Rebuild Theater – Venice Program WWWF-Brasil Sydney Zoo Baan Tawan Mai Orphans (Pow Sarin Org) Cribs Foundation Inc. St John’s Home Limitless Children’s Wishing Well SHINE Green Umbrella Children’s Foundation Black Minds Florence Org… “and more.”

Via variety.com