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shewhoworshipscarlin · 2 months

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Olga (Ollie) Burgoyne

Olga “Ollie” Burgoyne, also known as Ollie Burgoyne-Calloway, was a singer and dancer specializing in Russian and other ethnic dances. She was also an actress and businesswoman who gained popularity during the Harlem Renaissance and left her mark as one of the most influential African American dancers and choreographers of that time.

Ollie Burgoyne was born in Chicago, Illinois, on June 13, 1879. She was part Russian and part Creole. Ollie’s cousin, Ida Forsain, toured Russia and specialized in Cossack dancing. Influenced by Forsain, Burgoyne debuted at age 17 in John Isham’s Oriental America nightclub in Chicago in 1896. In 1901, at age 22, she embarked on an eight-year tour of Europe (Germany, France, Denmark, Switzerland, Hungary, and Russia) with seven singing and dancing girls known as the Louisiana Amazon Guards.

In 1903, Burgoyne briefly returned to the United States and joined the cast of the operetta In Dahomey, which was the first African American musical to be performed on Broadway. After her performance, Burgoyne formed Duo Eclatant with partner Asher Watts. She also founded the Burgoyne Musical Company.

During her years in Russia (1904-1914), Burgoyne performed in many prestigious venues, including the Krestovskiy Garden Amusement Park (St. Petersburg) and the Aumont Theater (Moscow). She also made side trips to Odessa in what is now Ukraine, Athens, Greece, Istanbul, Turkey, and Cairo, Egypt. She opened the Maison Creole lingerie store in downtown St. Petersburg (Russia), where she employed a staff of 27. In August 1914, while Burgoyne was vacationing in Marienbad, Austria, World War I broke out, and she was unable to return to Russia and thus lost her businesses and properties there.

Between 1914 and 1929, Burgoyne continued to tour mainly in western Europe. Her specialties were Brazilian, Spanish, and Russian dances, which she mastered while traveling. She briefly returned to the United States during this period, where she performed in New York City, Chicago nightclubs, and Harlem’s Lafayette Theater. In 1925, Burgoyne produced two dance revues, Darktown Strutters, and Harlem Strutters, in New York. She also appeared in ten Broadway productions between 1926 and 1937.

In 1931, Ollie Burgoyne was named one of the eight major dancers and choreographers of the Harlem Renaissance, part of an elite group that also included Hemsley Winfield, Edna Guy, Randolph Sawyer, Asadata Dafora, Katherine Dunham, Charles Williams, and Pearl Primus. In April 1936, when Burgoyne was 57 years old, she appeared in the play Mississippi Rainbow, performed at the Lafayette Theater. In the later years of her life, Burgoyne taught dance and worked periodically in the film industry, starring in movies such as Laughing (1930) and The Timid Ghost (1937). With a career spanning nearly 50 years, Ollie Burgoyne died on April 2, 1974, in Oxnard, California, at the age of 95.

#historical #actress #black history month

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allwaswell16 · 5 months

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All the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in November 2023. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 including the fics on this month’s fic roundup which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #56 | ko-fi | fic recs

- Louis/Harry -

🍂 Train Tracks and Porcelain by @jaerie

(E, 41k, historical circus au) Shadows were forming into people and things and, there in the middle of it, Louis watched the humongous head of an elephant emerge from a box car right in front of his eyes. Or a Water For Elephants inspired AU

🍂 Big, Bright World by RealName

(M, 35k, office au) Every day, Louis' feelings became more intense, more immediate, each little smile and gesture and silly flirtation mounting up into something palpable, with a life of its own. The only problem? Harry was engaged to someone else and had been from the moment Louis started working at Visionary.

🍂 two feet standing on a principle by Anonymous

(E, 10k, exes) Harry is a famous fashion model and Louis works at the mall, nobody knows they broke up two weeks ago.

🍂 you make my whole world feel so right when it's wrong by orphan_account

(T, 6k, mpreg Harry) Harry is pregnant and stops at the mall to buy cheap baby clothes. Louis has extra money from working a long shift, and he can't think of a better way to spend it than on him.

🍂 make my wish come true by deblond / @braveryandtea

(T, 4k, Christmas) Louis works as Santa’s elf at the mall. He meets Harry.

- Rare Pairs -

🍂 take me back, take me back by eynap / @panye

(E, 32k, Niall/Shawn Mendes) Niall invites his new friend Shawn to Zayn and Liam's three-day wedding in Napa Valley, California. He gets way more than he expected.

🍂 must be love by @nouies

(NR, 6k, Louis/Andrew Garfield) AU where Louis doesn’t know how to approach his neighbour, and Andrew keeps receiving homegrown vegetables at his door.

🍂 lonely in [paris] by f_ckromeoandjuliet / @louiesonlyangel

(T, 5k, Louis/Awsten Knight) Alternate version of Louis's tour where he's in a secret relationship with Awsten Knight from Waterparks. Based on Awsten tweeting at Louis.

🍂 Feeling Feline by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 4k, Louis/Niall) “Not medically wrong,” the blond one says. “But I swear, and I know this sounds nuts, but I don’t think he’s a cat?”

🍂 it's the summer of our love by localopa / @voulezloux

(G, 3k, Louis/Ryan Ross) ryan is in love with his best friend and gym bro, louis. the problem? ryan is straight.

🍂 Got My Chaos Automatic by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28

(E, 3k, Zayn/Louis/Liam) the one where Louis comes home from tour feeling exhausted, yet antsy. Luckily, Liam and Zayn are there to put him back together

🍂 Crush by @allwaswell16

(T, 1k, Louis/Niall) When Niall stops smiling around the office, his co-worker Louis sets out to lift his mood with the help of their office mates.

- Trick Or Treat Fest -

1D Trick Or Treat Fest / @1dtrickortreatfest (each 666 words)

she bit someone by larry_hiatus / @larry-hiatus

Sounds horrifying..... tell me more by @lunaticcat009

In The Dark by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

Ghosted by @haztobegood

Summon A Demon by red_panda28 / @red-pandaaa

Slow Dance with the Tension by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28

I See You by @neondiamond

Lipstick stain fades with time by @lunarheslwt

Watch How Good I'll Fake It by mmaree / @zqua1d

Irresistible by mmaree / @zqua1d

find a way (to send me a sign) by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

when love gets involved by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

Harryween (series) by @babyhoneyheslt

Fruit Bat by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

Odds Are That We Will Probably Be... by @lululawrence

A Witch's Longest Day of the Year by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

pasta-tively sweet by shiptattou / @wecantalktomorrow

perfect pumpkins by shiptattou / @wecantalktomorrow

Fa-boo-lous Halloween by bluegreenish / @greenblueish

Still by downcamethelightning / @downcamethelightnings

#28th appreciation #ficrec #hlcreators #hljournal #trackinghome #trackinghappily #1dficvillage #ficsfor4am #1dsource #larry fanfiction #1d fanfiction

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ghostssweetgirl · 1 year

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crazy over you ~ simon ghost riley x reader

slow burn/enemies to lovers

taglist: @melaninsugababy @fruitymoonbeams-blog @copiasratscheese @wintersnnowie

description: y/n gets transferred to task force 141 and quickly becomes friends with soap and gaz, but her and ghost "hate" each other for the first part.

warnings: mentions of violence and death (duh), alcohol intake, smoking (at some point), nsfw (at some point | HERE), subtle flirting with soap. i'm new to writing? so don't expect this to be the greatest. this is not in line with the game campaigns or missions. the only characters i included are y/n, soap, gaz, price, & ghost. i have no knowledge of the military this is just creativity

disclaimer: i do not own modern warfare or any of its characters.

chapters: [worth it] last

You were more than happy to get out of that uniform. Casual clothes were never more comfortable than they were now. You packed up everything and stared at your empty room before exiting and following Ghost, crate in hand, to a car. He put the cat in the backseat and opened the door for you.

Sitting giddily in the passenger seat, you can't help but smile as you drive off of the base that has been your home for months now. If someone would have told you transferring to the 141 would result in this, you'd have slapped them silly. Punched them in the face for even insinuating that.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing. Just... happy," you sighed. "Happy."

"Good," he nodded. "Me... too."

You directed him to your house - well, your small, boring apartment. It was awkward at first. Partly because he made sure to study everything you owned and everything about your place. He studied the two exits and made sure your windows were able to be locked. You assumed it was his way of learning you better, so you let it be. You tried to tour him around your tiny place, but he shook his head, determined to learn it on his own. But you found it funny how he had to duck when walking into the door, into the hallway, the bathroom, etc. The apartment ceilings were low, unfortunately. You never had issues and didn't even think about this until you brought him here. You sure as hell forgot to mention your full-size bed - compared to his California king, it was tiny.

The size of your bed didn't matter when you were making love. You were as close to him as you could get, even though you literally wanted to be under his skin - cuddling wasn't enough.

The size of your couch didn't matter when you were splayed across him while he lay on it.

As small as your home was, it was better with him there, but you honestly couldn't wait to go back to his. You preferred it there.

Buddy was shy at first, hiding for the first few days. You set up its litter box and food bowl, along with a spare pet bed you happened to have. He soon started getting accustomed and coming out for Simon more. It was cute how he said 'no' to having the cat but they've clung to each other.

Weeks go by fast. Every day was becoming routine, brushing your teeth together, and eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner with each other. Enjoying the same shows, recommending each other books. Showering together, bathing together even though it was quite cramped. Staying up late with each other talking about random things that came to mind, or, rather, you become a philosopher sometimes late in the night.

"Simon?" you whispered.

"Yeah, darlin'?"

"You awake?"

"Yeah, luv."

"Okay. Well, I was trying to sleep, but got to thinking."

"Oh my," he went along with your tired nonsense.

At first, it was funny, you tiredly rambling about random facts, world facts, conspiracy theories, the works. He listened to your rambles, your very groggy, quick mumbles about nonsense. But it quickly turned into him helping you fall asleep, your brain was moving faster than your mouth, becoming hyper.

He climbed over you lazily, grunting as he shuffled his knees behind your thighs. "Y'sound like you need help getting t'sleep, luv."

"Mm, yeah," you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

His lips met yours fervently, softly sucking at your bottom lip. He ground into you, earning a small moan. His hand cupped your face, his fingers rubbed your soft skin as you leaned up begging for more. As you gripped at his tight skin, your hands snaked down his back before scratching up, he deeply grunted as his hands started squeezing your breasts to your hips, to your core. You gasped as his hand slid under your panties, his cold fingers meeting your clit.

He fingered you until he ripped three orgasms out of you, wetness seeping, pooling in a spot on the sheets beneath you. He took his pleasure in pleasing you - thoroughly studying your facial expressions as his fingers tactically explored your walls and sweet spots. He'd learned the spots that made you arch your back, the one that made you gasp - opening your mouth with no sound coming out, the one that made you squirt - gushing all over him.

Finally tiring you out, he went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and got new bedsheets. He helped you to the bathtub where he lovingly washed your sleepy self. As he dried you off and let you dress, he quickly changed the bedsheets for you before guiding you to bed, letting you nuzzle on his chest as you drifted off to sleep.

While eating dinner and watching TV, a camping commercial came up, and you two looked at each other, nodding your heads. It was time to head to his place. A good few-hour drive. You finished up the night, packing belongings, and this time, more clothes, able to dress to your style more now, being off.

The next morning, you coaxed Buddy out of his hiding spot and gave him a treat. "This time you're going home, Bud. No more moving around. I know, I know..."

After loading up the car, you take a last walk around your apartment, locking the doors and windows.

You could have predicted how careful he'd be while camping, being protective and watchful, keeping weapons on hand - his pistol holstered at his hip and tactical knife easy to grab. He finally freed himself from his mask once he felt comfortable enough with the surroundings, seeming at ease.

First, you went fishing with him. It was quite boring at first, patience not being much of one of your personality traits. Until finally, you caught a small one. You were proud of yourself but looked to him for approval, and he was already smiling at you.

"Good job, babe," he walked over to you, helping you undo the hook and then put the fish back in the water.

As the first night came to an end, you ended the night with smores and a couple of bottles of beer. You talked with Simon about how you never got to experience stuff like this and thanked him for taking you with him.

You cuddled with him in the tent, snuggled up close as the degrees dropped to cold temperatures. Sounds of crickets, cicadas, coyotes, and wildlife soothed you as you were enjoying this new aspect of your life.

Love grew deeper as memorable dates with you two continued. It grew deeper as you both catered to each other's love languages. His vulnerability also grew. Something, a part of him you never thought you'd see. Even in the beginning of this, even a sliver of info about him, his secrets, what makes him - him, was a treat, a rare treat.

Every day was different in all sorts of ways. Some days you were both lazy, understandably so. Some days you were active. Some days were very laughable, others calm, comfortable... quiet. But not the awkward, or unhappy quiet. Not the embarrassing quiet, or the "don't know what to do" quiet. The peaceful, understanding of each other quiet. The appreciating each other quiet. You made a look at him and he'd know what you want, need, or were trying to say. Vice versa.

Those quiet days were beautiful. The sounds of you both laughing at a movie, the sounds of you breathing. Buddy's pitter-patters across the hardwood floors. The randomness of conversation starters. Cheeky jokes. It all seemed quite natural, something you could get used to. Forever.

It hits you at random times, that this, this right here, this type of vulnerability, personal moments with Simon was only for the time off. You can imagine yourself being here with him. Waking up to him every day. Going to bed together every night. You knew he wouldn't do it, but you wouldn't mind quitting the military, getting a regular job, and living your life like this with him.

He woke you up in the middle of the night during the last month. Randomly asking you to join him in going to the snowy mountains in Colorado. A little surprised at the randomness, but also too sleepy to answer with a straight mind.

You were surprised when you woke up to all bags packed.

"Um, what is this?" you asked, pointing to the suitcases.

"Our bags," he answered, tilting his head at you. "Dress warm, luv."

"Okay..."

Though you've had a wonderful time with him so far, it hit you hard when you realized that it's getting too close to the three-month mark. Previously, you'd be excited to go back to work. You didn't know what it was, probably the fact that you'd fallen head over heels for your Lieutenant, but you wanted to stay like this, already missing him in his loving, domestic state. Him. Who he is.

Getting this far, and learning this much about each other has taught you exactly how much alike you two are. You've always liked nature, but appreciated it more when you got to enjoy it with him. You like being alone, and you can be alone with him. You both had walls built up, slowly letting each other seep into the crevices as you both fell.

Thinking back on everything, you would do everything over again for him. Neither would you change a thing. The tension, the heartache, the pain, the anger... Everything you've been through with and for this man was worth it. Thinking of other ways this could have gone causes you to wince. Wince and shrivel at the thought of not having him. Not having your Simon like that. The loving man you knew now, and wanted to keep around forever.

Proud to say that you've found your groove with each other, by the time you returned back to work...

He never failed to tell you he loved you before and after missions. He never had to distance himself anymore, since he could confide in you. Quite more protective over you, but still enjoys watching you fight and paint yourself red with the blood of your enemies. And now he didn't care about the other members knowing fully. If it wasn't obvious enough, you got princess treatment from the Lieutenant. Price held his hands up, refusing to get in between as long as it didn't interfere with jobs being done.

It wasn't until he stabbed a man charging at you, full speed while you were already busy with one fight, that you realized you were quite crazy over him, too. The force behind the swing of the blade against the throat, the quickness of it. The eye contact with you as the body drops, his eyes relaxing while he looks into yours.

"Fuck, that was hot, Lieutenant," you whispered as he pinches your chin, towering over you before he leads the way out of the building.

Thank you so much for reading!!!! I am grateful for each and every one of you that has taken the time to read this story, and even more grateful if you enjoyed it! I loved writing this story so much, it was a good one! <3

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lucybellwood · 1 month

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Remember when I used to do events? Me neither.

BUT I'M DOING ONE NOW!

I'll be at Bart's Books in Ojai, CA next Thursday, March 21st at 6pm to interview my genius bike-touring, adventure-having, genre-bending cartoonist friend Tessa Hulls about her new graphic memoir Feeding Ghosts. The book explores three generations of her family's tumultuous history from Maoist China to America and beyond. It's rich and cathartic and unbelievably gorgeous. Tessa's spent the last nine years bringing it to life. You can read more about it in the San Francisco Chronicle or the New York Times.

Given the lengthy isolation and emotional toll required to craft a book like this, I'm very keen to have a packed house to help celebrate its emergence into the world. If you've never been, Bart's has a gorgeous outdoor courtyard and an absolutely amazing selection of used titles. Well worth the visit.

If you're not in Southern California and still want to get your hands on the book, you can do that! It's out! Order from Bookshop.org or request it at your local library.

#tessa hulls #feeding ghosts #lucy bellwood #event #ojai #bart's books #graphic memoir

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royalpain16 · 9 months

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The Queen Mary museum exhibit from 2018.

My family and I visited the Queen Mary in Long Beach, California in 2018. We stayed overnight and some very charming rooms. My children took a ghost tour, and we ate at Winston's which is a restaurant named after Winston Churchill. The accommodations were old and classic. I had a great time. The food was delicious.

It was also a museum on board which boasted outfits worn by Princess Diana. My husband and I toured the museum and I took some pictures (pictures weren't allowed). There were just about three people in that museum when we were touring it. Let me know what you think if these outfits are real or not. They had some outfits from Catherine Duchess of Cambridge at the time, and maybe an outfit or two from Princess Grace.

Part 2 of 7

#the queen mary #princess exhibit #princess clothes #princess Diana's clothes #kates clothes #princess grace #queen mary museum

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foxes-that-run · 7 months

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2020 Haylor Timeline

Timeline Tag, or years 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 and 2024.

21 January - Andrea treated for brain tumor and chemo

29 January - Harry shoots the watermelon sugar MV in Malibu. The director later says “The production process was fast! We shot in a location in Malibu. It was a private beach at this amazing house. Harry actually owns a watermelon farm in a secret location that we can’t disclose. So the day before the shoot we went with our whole crew, make-up artists, set decorators, focus pullers you name it! We all rolled up our sleeves, got stuck in and did the biggest harvest anyone in the USA has ever seen!”

31 January - Miss Americana documentary released.

2 February - Harry at Glenne Christiaansen's (Jeff's GF) birthday in Los Angeles. Huge whale cake that gets on his face.

14 February - Harry played Two Ghosts on Radio 2, the only time since 2018, anniversary of Style MV release. He also covered Joni Mitchell Big Yellow Taxi. Taylor also in London for NME awards, Joe goes with her. Harry is robbed at knifepoint.

18 February - Harry at Brit awards, went to same after party as Kendall

23 February - Harry's Tiny Desk Concert recorded in LA, the Lover CD Is in the background. Taylor was there in October.

24 February - Taylor and Joe in London for his birthday, arrived under umbrellas carrying a dictionary, Ed laughing.

26 February - Harry on today show in colour block cardigan. Xander watches with Jeff rumour he then visited Xander Ritz in phlli.

28 February - Harry's Sirius XM Secret Session for Fine Line. Harry tells a story about wawa with Xander. Seen with Xander in ny

1 March Harry photographed in the “but daddy I love him shirt” in Phili with a fan

2 March - Harry's last pre-pandemic show is at the Bowery Ballroom. Replaces the Beachwood cafe with Bowery ballroom in falling.

5 March - When Howard Stern asked Harry about marriage his response was "People’s relationships are different now, everyone’s open 👀 and people have different things."

12 March - Exiles copyright registered

13 March - US Travel ban (except UK), California Shelter in place orders. 17 March UK Travel ban. 16 March Taylor posts asking fans to cancel plans and stay home, shares photo so Meredith

17 March UK travel ban

18 March - Harry driving in La with Xander

27 March - Harry releases “at home with Harry styles” pandemic playlist with Zane Lowe. ‘This will be our year’ is #13, 27 songs

March - June Taylor and Harry stuck in LA for 3 months. Harry told Zane Lowe he was in LA, stayed home for 6 weeks then booked and went to Shangri-la studio to record. LNT, Daylight, keep driving and Sushi. (24 Mins)

4 April - Harry seen riding a motorcycle beside Kendall Jenner and Fai Khadra.

5 April Harry seen in la and again

17 April - 2020 Lover Fest tour postponed to 2021, later cancelled. Told Zane Folklore started then. Joe IG photo of Benjamin

18 April - Taylor soon you'll get better

29 April - Joe instagram photos

19 May Taylor releases City of Lover

25 May - date Too Much Sauce leak recorded. Still in LA

31 May - Taylor records video in Long Pond about home studio. Joe school thing

9 July - Harry Styles Sleep story

18 July - Harry back in uk, drove to Italy and back he talks about this in the Zane interview. Driving moustache photo in HH CD

20 July folklore announced 17 hours before its release. William Bowery is credited for Exile and Betty. Released on 1D's 10 year anniversary. In the Zane interview, Taylor says they continued working on Evermore.

31 July - Harry driving tractor in Italy

13 August - Harry followed Yan Yan on IG and liked some posts

17 August Harry in Studio in Bath. Recorded Daylight, Sushi, Keep Driving and Late night talking in this period.

3 September - Taylor posts about iHeartAwards from home

? September - Long Pond was recorded with Joe as WB and Tis the Damn Season written, Doretha already written.

11 September, Olivia Wilde met and cast Harry in Don't worry Darling, filming began October.

16 September - Taylor performed Betty in person at ACM awards in Nashville.

18 September Harry in London

22 September - Harry driving in La filming golden

27 September Harry in LA

13 November - Harry on cover of Vogue, after this the Peace ring only appeared occasionally.

12 November Deux Moi posts that a “one direction heartthrob” and “a list singer” used the same private chef

25 November long pond sessions on Disney + Joe announced as William Bowery

26 November Harry returns to la to film DWD, California maybe written here

11 December evermore, taylor’s zane lowe interview, at 49:34 she pauses a lot and struggles to talk about Joe being William Bowery.

19 December Harry jingle ball seems flat

30 December - 7 photos of Joe and Taylor thought to be taken 31 December 2016 hack/leak. Only 7 photos?? She is wearing a pink wig while he shaves.

Continue to 2021

#haylor #Youtube #haylor timeline #2020

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rockbottomhq · 7 months

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𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰, 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 . . .

spooky season is right around the corner and rock bottom headquarters are happy to announce that they'll be treating everyone signed to the agency to a trip to california to partake in a week of theme parks and haunted houses to celebrate properly—all expenses paid. friends and family are more than welcome to tag along as well.

the trip will span between october 8th and october 15th. accommodations have been booked at disney's grand californian hotel and spa and hotel amarano. you have your choice of where you want to stay and you're more than welcome to pick roommates of your choice. luxury company vehicles will act as shuttles and will be available at each hotel to transport you to and from each event throughout the week.

leading up to the trip, select musical acts will be chosen to play gigs at some of our favorite venues across los angeles—you didn't expect this to be all play and no work, did you? the show schedule will be released shortly, but in the meantime, here's a breakdown of what the week will look like.

oct 8: arrive in los angeles oct 9: free day oct 10: oogie boogie bash at disney california adventure oct 11: haunted horror nights at universal studios hollywood oct 12: haunted hayride at griffith park oct 13 free day until 9pm, then halloween party oct 14: free day oct 15: check out, head home

for each free day on the itinerary, the agency has booked several different things to participate in. tickets to various guided haunted ghost and paranormal tours, several haunted houses, and pumpkin patches will be available each free day. we'll also have passes available to disneyland, disney california adventure, and universal studios available for those who would like to attend the parks on their free days, as well as the days rock bottom has set aside for everyone to attend at the same time. for those who might want a more relaxed free day, premium spa services will be available at disney's grand californian hotel and both hotels will have unlimited access to various pools, hot tubs, and on location dining experiences.

a separate post will be made with all of the details for the halloween party at the end of the week, but trust us: you don't want to miss that.

this is an optional event, but we'd love as many of you to participate as possible. if you have any questions regarding the trip, please feel free to reach out on the main or in our discord server ( we're launching that so soon ). happy halloween!

#rb.event

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the-gray-ghosty · 7 months

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Sam trauma fics please!!! Anything with hallucifer/lucifer/demon blood just anything lmao

Thank you bestie<3

I am SO sorry this took so long bestie!! @ghost-go-roasty-mctoasty

I have SO many sam trauma fics bookmarked, so I'm going to rec specifically some of the hallucifer/lucifer/demon blood ones for you!

Through the Devil Softly by siamesedreams, hallucifer/implied/referenced noncon (no smut), gencest samdean, dean taking care of Sam as he suffers through anxiety attacks and ptsd from hallucinations in s7

Convalescence by impravidus, post!cage sam through the eyes of outsiders. Hallucifer and very protective dean

My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand by ad_castra

"5 times dean comforts sam by holding his hand (and one time he doesnt). Sam detoxing from demon blood, hallucinations, trials of hell, this fic goes through different times of sam trauma and sam having mental health issues

Leaning out for love by angelshotgun

Sam's been detoxing for years, but his powers stayed. He hid them from dean for years, but when Sam is sick dean finds out.

Help is never far away by wolfcry22

Sam gets dosed with demon blood against his will and has to detox again, but he also has the flu. Protective dean and Bobby, and ofc sam angst and pain

Through the Devil Softly by siamesedreams

Hallucifer, where Sam can't tell whats real and what's not. Sam has panic attacks and ptsd, with protective Dean and WINCEST (but no sex, just cuddling and protectivness)

Catching my death (staring out an open window) by ad_castra

Hallucifer/post cage sam and castiel, with enochian speaking sam and castiel, protective castiel and dean and unstable hurt sam

Trialculosis Sam by fogsrollingin

This is one of my favorite fanfictions of all time. The trials of hell are pretty much killing sam, and dean is trying his best (most of the time) to do his best to help sam. This has queerplatonic samdean, with hugging and comfort and lots of tears and hurt sam!

Buried at Sea by shadowhuntingdauntlessdemigod

With no leads on the darkness, sam and dean tour the queen Mary ship in long beach california. But when sam and dean are seperated, and a ghost locks sam inside an old cage elevator, post-cage hell trauma comes out. Poor sam! Lots of protective dean.

Hiraeth by inkandpaperqwerty

Season 4, when Sam and dean sre separated after dean finds out about the demon blood, sam overdoses on his antidepressants. Suicidal!Sam calls dean, and dean comes to his aid. Protective dean and very protective bobby, and a little bit anti castiel at the begining (he's kind of a jerk, but he does care about sam in his own way).

Let me know if any of the links dont work!! :)

#again i am SO sorry this took so long #<3 #sam and dean #sam winchester #sam angst #sam and trauma #hallucifer #demon blood #spn #supernatural #samdean #dean winchester #demon blood addict

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captainsophiestark · 1 year

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The Vampire Diaries/The Originals Masterlist

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sebrrari · 7 days

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strong as i feel: a mini-scene set in the summer of like au, a year before there is a ghost at the end of this song. alex albon/lewis hamilton

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the heat’s seeping through the windows of the van like tar, melting and dragging them down as seb drives them out of california. lewis has someone’s sweatshirt bunched up into a makeshift pillow for him to wedge between his head and the window, and alex is watching him watch the scenery whizz by with his eyes squinted against the relentless midday sun.

the light's bringing out the brown of lewis's braids and making the sweat on his face glow like he’s in a painting. alex is stealing sweet, guilty glances from where he’s sitting at other end of the bench seat, legs crossed and headphones in. his foot’s wiggling in time to a playlist charles put together: brit pop that's repetitious but catchy enough for him to hum along to the choruses. it usually gets him to zone out for 100 miles or so, but something electric and nervous deep in his guts won't go away. it's making him crazy, honestly.

he’s about to bang out a drum solo on his legs when lewis grabs his ankle and tugs. alex yelps, rips one ear bud out and wriggles his leg around in lewis’s firm grip. he shouldn’t savor such a casual touch, especially with someone as handsy as lewis. telling himself that has never once stopped him from doing so.

“tell me what’s wrong or stop fidgeting,” lewis scolds. he’s not really annoyed, alex knows. on tour, bickering is just something to do while you’re getting to where you’re going.

he’s turned toward alex now, stretched out to reach him, quiet ripples of muscle running underneath his tattoos all on display in the absence of the costumes and jackets it’s too hot to bother with right now.

his most threadbare shirt is falling off him - grey, sleeveless with big cut-open armholes that let his chest peek out. from just the right angle alex can imagine he's carved from marble that's pretending to be a lead singer, hard and made to tempt belief to bend for it.

there’s a bead of sweat trickling down the side of lewis's pec, syrupy slow on its way down, down-

alex bites the inside of his cheek, then points his foot to nudge lewis in the shin.

“nothing’s wrong,” he says, and he's pretty sure he sounds like he means it. “‘m just-“ he fishes for what could be besides worn through with want and heatstroke. “antsy.”

lewis’s expression softens up. he fans his fingers out on alex’s ankle, his thumb coming up to stroke the dip above the heel, back and forth in a sure line. he couldn’t know, but he’s not helping a single cell in alex’s body relax.

“charles’s fucking brit pop playlist isn’t boring enough for you to fall asleep?” lewis smirks.

“i heard that,” charles says from behind them in the third row.

lewis blows him an exaggerated kiss, then reaches for the ipod in alex’s jeans pocket. he fishes it out and pokes around, fingers circling the wheel and searching through the artists while alex he ponders the boundaries of friendly intimacy and if everyone’s been reaching into their friends’ pockets since pockets were invented and he just missed the memo.

“there,” lewis decides, and a soft guitar fades in. he plucks the other earbud out of alex’s palm to pop it in his own ear, but the line of the cord pulls taut between them, not quite long enough to reach. lewis grunts but doesn't drop it - instead he wriggles himself closer to alex until there’s a scant bubble of air between their skin.

the chorus starts. alex reminds himself to breathe - but not like, overly measured. this is normal. it always has been.

their arms push together and snag on prickly sweat as the van goes around a curve in the highway, hot, tacky surface tension sticking them together. neither of them move to put the space back in.

“better?” lewis asks him.

highway warm, i could bring you the light, billie corgan sings.

“bit on the nose,” alex jokes, and lewis grins.

“shut up and relax, man,” lewis laughs.

alex tries. he really tries. he thinks cold thoughts: ice on his neck, a cold shower, taking the dog out for a piss during a winter storm in just his sweatpants. lewis learns on him and tips his head back. alex barely notices his own eyes closing.

“what do you want, alex?” lewis asks, his thumb pulling on alex’s lower lip.. it’s so, so easy to say it. how could he have ever thought this was hard? “you,” he answers, and scrapes his teeth on the pad of lewis’s thumb. “it’s you that i adore.” lewis moans and the sound bounces all around them forever like choir voices off cathedral walls. they intertwine like twisted cords, a mess to never untangle. everything is blinding, white hot and burning, but he can only focus on lewis.

alex wakes up with his head on lewis’s shoulder and pins and needles in his legs. jesus christ, he might’ve drooled a bit.

lewis sleeps on, oblivious. the road stretches endless beyond the windshield. heat waves shimmer like the edges of his dream, taunting him to reach out and grab.

he tucks his hands underneath his thighs and tries to get comfortable, but the current in his veins has nowhere to go. the album loops back to its first track in his ear.

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(title and lyrics/references shamelessly taken from the album adore by the smashing pumpkins)

#ummmmmm #summer of like au #ghost at the end #my fic #ill write again they said ill be so normal they said

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mr-styles · 1 year

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Harry Styles and Everytown Partnership Gets Young People Involved in Gun Violence Activism

“He’s using his platform to help save lives," one Everytown organizer says.

BY RACHEL JANFAZA for Teen Vogue | FEBRUARY 27, 2023

Mia Tretta was 15 years old when she was wounded in the Saugus High School shooting in Santa Clarita, California. On that day, a student opened fire on the campus quad, killing two students, one of whom was Tretta’s best friend, and wounding three others, including Tretta.

Just months after the shooting, Tretta, who is now 18, joined Everytown for Gun Safety’s Students Demand Action, a network with more than 500 groups of student activists across the country committed to ending gun violence.

As a survivor and activist, Tretta has advocated for gun safety, met with members of Congress to push for gun violence prevention methods, and introduced President Joe Biden at an event that celebrated federal action to help prevent the sale of ghost guns. She is also part of a group of Students Demand Action organizers who, over the past year, worked to engage other young Americans in the movement for gun safety via a partnership with Harry Styles’ Love on Tour.

Just days after last spring's tragic shooting at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, Texas, Styles announced his plans to team up with Everytown for Gun Safety. At the time, Styles said he was “absolutely devastated by the recent string of mass shootings in America,” up to and including Uvalde.

Beyond the partnership, Styles and Live Nation — the entertainment company that produced his Love on Tour — donated $1 million in proceeds from the tour to the Everytown Support Fund, the group’s education, research, and litigation arm.

In cities such as Los Angeles, Chicago, and Austin, gun safety advocates and gun violence survivors with Students Demand Action met Styles’ fans at 44 shows. Whether handing out Students Demand Action wristbands to fans in line or setting up Student Demand Action tables in the concourse and encouraging fans to text "LOVE" to 644-33 — a system that connects interested folks with Students Demand Action staff who help them get plugged into local work — the organizers worked to spread their message and reach Styles’ fans, most of whom are young people.

Beyond engaging young people, the Styles and Everytown partnership inspired corporate engagement too. According to Everytown, the Moody Center in Austin donated $100,000 to the organization and put custom T-shirts on every single seat in the stadium for concert attendees.

The Styles and Everytown partnership was recognized by the concert industry as a success, winning a Pollstar Award for brand partnership/live campaign of the year.

Tretta, for her part, spread the word about Students Demand Action at a Love on Tour stop in Los Angeles in November. “People walking by were just so happy that we were there, happy that we were fighting for this cause, and really eager to sign up and learn more,” Tretta tells Teen Vogue.

She says fan reactions ranged from, “something as simple as, ‘Oh, my God! I'm so excited to use this hashtag, #endgunviolence, on my post later today with this backdrop,’ to ‘I'm going to sign up, I'm going to start a chapter in my school.’”

Tretta's been in touch with one group of fans from a nearby school, she adds, who want to start their own Students Demand Action chapter to help them with that process.

“It was great seeing how eager people were to kind of fight for what we believe in, what I've been fighting for for three years," she recalls. "And then, of course, we got to see the show, which was amazing.”

Tretta says she is grateful to Styles and his team for championing this issue and highlighting the role of young people in the fight for gun safety. And, she continues, the people she spoke with at the concert also appreciated Styles’ decision to get involved in the fight against gun violence.

“Obviously, most of the people going to Harry Styles are around my age — not everyone, but a good majority. I think hearing from other people your age is much more powerful than hearing from someone older or just reading a tweet or seeing a post about the next shooting," says Tretta. "I think it’s so much more powerful to have someone standing there in front of you who is doing something about this problem and realizing that you could too.”

Chloe Gayer, a Students Demand Action volunteer and fellow with the Everytown Survivor Network, decked out her car with information and drove roughly six hours from Iowa to Chicago to attend a Love on Tour show — her first concert ever.

“I got the text that asked if I wanted to go to Harry Styles, and I think my entire dorm building could hear me scream at the top of my lungs that I was very happy about it,” recalls Gayer, a student at Drake University. Of the partnership, she says, “It was amazing to be able to have an artist that I love as well as something that I am so passionate about.”

As a student survivor fellow, Gayer, who tells Teen Vogue she experienced abuse in a relationship that “involved firearms as a means of control,” shares her experience of domestic violence to empower other young people affected by gun violence and show her peers they’re not alone. She says she started advocating for gun safety when she was in eighth grade, after the mass shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida. And she’s been involved with campus initiatives to prevent teen dating violence and advocated for the reauthorization of the Violence Against Women Act, which was signed by Biden last year.

Says Gayer, “It’s really powerful” that Styles decided to partner with Everytown. “He obviously knows who his audience is. The majority of us are Generation Z, a generation that has grown up surrounded by gun violence. I am a survivor of gun violence, but I also take into account that pretty much everyone in my generation has been affected by gun violence. We all grew up surrounded by mass shootings. I was eight years old when Sandy Hook happened, and so many others as I was growing up."

Gayer continues, "It’s very powerful to know that an artist who has an audience like he does, who has the standing that he does — and he isn’t even from the United States — is taking the time to stand with us. Even though it’s a very controversial issue, he’s using his platform to help save lives.”

Justin Funez, a national advisory board member with Students Demand Action, tells Teen Vogue that he is originally from Honduras and grew up around gun violence there and in Compton, California. He tabled at two Love on Tour concerts in Chicago, where he attends the University of Chicago. Many of the young people he spoke with at the concerts, he says, shared their own experiences of gun violence.

Says Funez, “Because it was a young audience, using the fact that gun violence is the number one killer of kids and teens in America, a lot of young people actually related.”

Though Styles isn’t from America, Funez says, it’s powerful that the pop icon is engaging in work to prevent gun violence here in the US: “It’s important for him to engage with these issues because it’s his fan base that this issue affects.”

#harry styles #article #teen vogue #philanthropy

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speed-metal-punk · 6 months

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Just some thoughts I've been having while shocked with covid, feel free to breeze past

I'm conflicted about whether punk is dying or not. While there is truth to the fact that social media and just the capitalist system is destroying punk piece by piece, whether it be the shitty DIY, new kids not understanding what makes things punk and refusing to listen to other punks trying to educate, scenes falling apart as venues get closed and bands fall to shambles cause of need to work more to survive, or even as simple as peeps getting disillusioned to punk, something is happening these days that's making things feel shitty. Most of the time, I hate the scene in my state. The music kicks ass, but the people are mostly cunts. The fake PC bullshit front they all have, saying BLM and trans rights to the public and then beating their partner or spreading fake rape allegations to get someone out of of scene behind the curtain is so rampant its insufferable. It's immensely cliquey, no one likes to talk to anyone who isn't already known which makes it hard as fuck for new peeps to get involved. The SLC scene is a mess, but at least there are shows and you won't get beat for being queer.

But, on the flip side, I've never been so invested in punk in my life. I've never been so rabid about the music, never been so excited for shows, never wanted to make more and more friends who are into the same shit as me. And like, what's not punk about that? What's not punk about having the passion for the sound? Sure, most of my punk homies live around the world. Italy, Chile, UK, California, Illinois, Sweden, Canada, Oregon, just cause it's digital don't make it any less a scene. I've got a gaggle of punk lifers who dig me and I dig them back. Most of them make music, a lot of us go to the same tours, just different stops along it. We're all invested, and that's what fucking counts.

So, is punk really dead? Or is it just different from how it was in like the 80s? The world is different than it was in the 80s, fuck even the 90s and early 2000s. So why shouldnt punk also be a little different? Yeah, social media fucking sucks most the time, but without it I probably wouldn't have found dbeat or crust, I wouldn't have made the friends I have now, and I wouldn't be able to share the music I fucking love with the 2k+ of y'all on here who follow me for whatever reason. The world fucking sucks, but at least we've got punk. At least we've got rock n roll. So, I guess I'll ask again, is punk really dead or are we looking for a ghost?

Also, to all my friends on here, whether we talk a lot or not, I love you all a lot and can't say thanks enough for how you've kept the fire burning in me. Keep on keeping on you fuckers

#just me shit #long post #not to be super sappy on main but genuinely love you fuckers

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madiomens · 6 months

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Just Pretend [n.s.]

Chapter Seven

We spent four hours at the venue working on the beginning stages of assembling the stage set up. We decided I would sit on one of the furthest boxes Noah likes to stand on when performing so I could survey the crowd along with the band during their show, and I would walk along the barricade between sets to check on people. I spent the majority of the time sitting on the stage and working on the props that were lower to the ground as folio assembled his drum set and the other boys worked on the bigger props.

We left the venue and headed straight to dinner to satisfy our growling stomachs and get some relaxation in after the work day. We were sat at a large table in the back so that we could all sit together. I took a seat between Noah and Folio and settled into a comfortable conversation with everyone around me.

"Thank you for your help today, Maddie." Nicholas said from across me.

I waved him away with my hand. "Oh, of course. Happy to help with whatever I can."

"You are probably the kindest person I've ever met. We don't meet a lot of those, especially in California." Bryan said, looking up from his phone.

"Turns out she's from the south so it's embedded in her." Folio said as he sipped his beer.

"Ahh, that makes more sense then." Bryan said, causing the table to chuckle.

We put our food orders in and got more drinks, conversing about random things when Bryan turned his attention to me. "Hey Maddie, what's your instagram handle?"

I gave it to him and he nodded in response before he went to tapping on his phone, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion. My phone buzzed from the table and I picked it up to see he had followed me and tagged me in a post. I looked up at him to see him grinning before I opened the post to see my face. He had snuck pictures of me, the first one being me sitting criss cross on the stage and looking up at the lights we were setting up, the purple color causing a glowy haze to be cast over my face. The second one was Noah handing me something and both of us laughing without a care in the world.

"Everyone say hello to the new tour nurse, Maddie! If you're ever at a show and need any medical assistance, find her smiling face and she will come to the rescue. We are all incredibly thankful for her joining us."

I smiled at it and lifted my face to poke my bottom lip out at him. "Thank you, Bryan."

Noah leaned over my shoulder to look at it and I turned my phone towards him so he could get a better view. "These are really good pictures, Bryan." He said, swiping between the two pictures.

"Thanks, man. She was easy to photograph. You aren't bad looking either." He said with a chuckle, causing us to laugh at him.

Nicholas, Folio, and Jolly's names popped up in my new follower notifications along with the official Bad Omens page. I smiled at the three boys and set my phone back down as we all started eating our food, a quiet wave washing over us as we enjoyed the dishes. Noah's hand landed on my thigh as I took a bite, causing me to almost choke on my food in surprise. I inconspicuously looked up at him to see him facing his food with a ghost of a smirk on his face. I stifled a smirk of my own as I continued to eat, trying to focus on the food and not the warmth of his large hand on my thigh.

The next couple days flew by, between us finishing setting up at the venue and Noah and me teasing the hell out of each other, the day of the first show was here. I woke up early as excitement threatened to bubble over. I have yet to find anything in the world that makes me happier than watching live music, and this time I get to see how everything works from the front and backstage. All of us had to get to the venue at noon to start soundcheck and get ready for the VIP meet and greet. I decided last night I would go ahead and get fully ready before we leave so the only thing I have to worry about is my job and helping the guys get ready on time. I refreshed the black polish on my nails last night and went ahead and put waves in my hair so that today I could just refresh my hair and do my makeup. I rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom to do my morning routine, brushing my teeth and peeking at Noah's sleeping figure. We've both stopped closing the doors to our bedrooms, seeing as we've now seen each other's bodies in every way possible. I let out a breathy chuckle at him as I spit out my toothpaste and rinsed my toothbrush before walking back into my room to lay out my outfit for the day. It's exciting knowing I can still dress like I'm going to a concert and get to be a nurse instead of being stuck in scrubs at all times, even though Noah mentioned wanting to see me in my scrubs again. I'm pretty sure he didn't mean for me to work in them.

I laid out my outfit and pulled some sweatpants on before leaving my room to see if any of the other boys were awake. Nicholas and Jolly were in the kitchen cooking breakfast and shot me smiles once they saw me.

"Good morning, Maddie! Just in time for breakfast." Jolly said, putting what looked like french toast and bacon on a plate to slide across the island to a seat.

"Thank you." I said with a smile as I took my seat.

The two got their own plates and sat on either side of me. "Noah still asleep?" Nicholas questioned.

"Knocked out." I said with a chuckle before taking a bite.

He laughed. "He's either an early riser or wakes up late as hell. There's no in between."

"I've noticed that." I said with a laugh. "I'll get him up when I go to get ready."

"You being connected to his room works out perfectly." Jolly said.

I furrowed my brows at him. "How come?"

"Maybe being beside an early riser will turn him into one permanently." He said with a chuckle as he bit into his bacon.

I laughed as I continued eating, the only sound in the room being Nicholas humming a song. I've come to notice the band is always humming something stuck in their heads. It's kind of comforting.

We finished and washed the dirty dishes before I went back to my room. I walked through the bathroom and into Noah's room to see him still sound asleep. I chuckled and climbed onto his bed, brushing the hair off his forehead to try and wake him up.

"Noah." I said softly, lightly pinching his cheek.

He sniffed and rolled onto his back, stretching his whole body out with a groan. He yawned and rubbed his eyes sleepily as he began to wake up. He squinted at me before grabbing my waist and pulling me on top of him. I stifled a squeal as I stabilized myself on his chest, knees on either side of his hips.

"You gotta get up. We have to be at the venue in an hour and a half." I said through a laugh.

"Mm mm, stay here." He protested with his sleepy voice, eyes closed again.

I snorted and opened one of his eyes by the eyelid. "Get up and we can meet back here after the show."

He quickly sat up with me still on his lap causing me to squeak in surprise. "I'm up." He said, eyes wide open.

I laughed and leaned my head to the side to nip at the skin on his neck. "I gotta go get ready." I tried to push myself off his lap but his grip only tightened and pulled me closer to his chest.

"You're already ready." He mumbled into my neck.

"I have to fix my face." I said, chuckling as I tried to push him off of me to no avail.

"You promise to come to my room after the show?" He questioned, pulling back so we were face to face from my height boost on his lap.

I chuckled and placed my hands on his cheeks. "You are needy in the morning." I said, causing him to furrow his brows at me and all but dramatically pout. "Yes I will be here after your show. Only if you promise to shower."

He nodded and pushed forward so I was on my back and he was above me, my legs still wrapped around him. He brought his lips down to meet mine before leaving a hot trail of kisses down my neck. I softly smiled in pleasure as my eyes closed, temporarily getting lost in the feeling. He brought his lips back up to press them against mine when there was a knock on his door, causing us to stop in our tracks.

"That's my cue to go." I said, wiggling from under his grasp and off his bed.

He groaned and fell face first into the mattress, causing me to laugh as I walked into the bathroom. I heard him talking to Nicholas as I sat on the bathroom counter to start doing my makeup. Forty minutes later my makeup was applied and I was pulling my clothes on before fluffing my hair up to ensure the waves were presentable.

I matched a dark lip to my eye makeup and applied some necklaces and bracelets before slipping my combat boots on, grabbing my phone with a portable charger, and leaving my room. Whistles sounded out from Nicholas, Jolly, and Folio as I walked into the living room area. I laughed at them while I began to check all the supplies I had for the show and zipping the duffle bag up, throwing it over my shoulder.

"You guys are too kind." I said with a chuckle.

"You look good, Maddie." Folio said, joining my side at the counter.

Noah walked in the room and stopped in his tracks as we made eye contact, his eyes getting wide and mouth slightly dropping open with his hood on his head. I snorted as I looked at him, causing the other guys to turn their attention to the staring boy.

"See, you even made Noah speechless!" Folio exclaimed, clapping his hands.

I slight smirk appeared on my face before I pushed away from the counter to follow the rest of the band out the door. I turned to face him as I walked through the door, a laugh escaping me at his figure still frozen in the living room.

"You coming?" I questioned.

"Hopefully." He said before walking towards me.

I shook my head at him before leading us to the van with the other guys and climbing in. We got to the venue in 15 minutes and climbed out, the sound of excited screams hitting my ear. I turned to see fans already lined up, held back by security so we could walk past them. The boys greeted all of them and talked for a few minutes before we walked inside to start soundcheck. The boys set their bags of clothes for the show backstage before walking onto stage and testing the mics. I took a seat on the furthest box I decided to sit on for the show and turned to watch them as they started warming up. The same fuzzy feeling I get during live shows began to fill me while watching them, feeling like I had my own personal concert. Noah's angelic voice began to sound out over the speakers as he decided on 'The Grey' to warm up with, ad libbing runs and melodies at the beginning of it. I closed my eyes as I got lost in his voice and the sounds of the calming instruments behind him, chill bumps peppering my arms and legs. A tap on my shoulder broke me from the trance I was in, causing me to pop my eyes open and turn my head to the side to see one of the venue workers.

"Hi! I'm Jolene and I'll be helping work the show tonight. You're Maddie, right?" She questioned, her Irish accent thick.

I smiled at her. "I am! How can I help you?"

"I have a bunch of containers of water to keep at the barricade for people that need them. Could I get you to help me carry them in? I'm just parked right out front." She questioned with a smile.

"Of course." I nodded, hopping off the box to follow her outside. Noah's eyes followed my every move as I left the room, causing me to nod my head in the direction of the door so he knew where I was going. He nodded back at me and continued with soundcheck, switching to a different tempo and focusing back on the music.

#noah sebastian #bad omens #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfic #bad omens fanfiction

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