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ingek73 · 3 years

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Meghan has been mistreated for years – but her interview still shocked me

Shola Mos-Shogbamimu

It was upsetting to hear that she felt suicidal and that there were ‘concerns’ about how dark her child would be. But her race has been used against her since she entered British life

Published: 16:39 Monday, 08 March 2021

Meghan during her interview with Oprah Winfrey on Sunday

I stayed up late to watch the Oprah interview. As I watched it, I thought: “Lord, give me strength!” Like me, Meghan is independent, well educated, career minded. Like me, she is a woman of Black heritage. I felt her pain. It was very difficult to listen to Harry and Meghan’s story and not feel sorry for them, because I believed what they were saying.

It was the comments about the colour of Archie’s skin that really got to me – that an unnamed member of the royal family had expressed concern about how dark Archie’s skin would be – when Meghan was still pregnant. I can’t remember what time in the morning it was, but I jumped out of bed in rage. Who in their right mind thinks that is an acceptable conversation to have with someone? What kind of family thinks whether Archie is darker is a concern? Will he be loved less, compared with his cousins? That was shocking.

That alarm about Archie’s skin colour shows the continued way in which Black people are dehumanised. That is what is driving the concern about Archie being darker. The stigma that comes from proximity to Blackness has followed Archie into this world.

Up until now, we have had only one side of the story: the palace’s version. This was the first time Meghan and Harry were able to tell their story. I think it was necessary. People feel like they have to take sides. But you can still support and respect the Queen and call out the royal family if they have done something wrong. What is with this blind adulation for them, no matter how they behave? The royal family as an institution has a legacy that is rooted in slavery, colonialism and racism. That doesn’t mean they are all racist – but they have a lot of work to do.

As a Black woman, I am so used to all the nuances of racism that vary from person to person. There is obvious racism, but there is also a more subtle form of racism, which can best be described as a form of white violence. It is one of the worst kinds of racism, because it is so pervasive, but you are told you are overly sensitive or making things up. It is a form of gaslighting.

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‘You are disgusting’ ... Shola Mos-Shogbamimu on Good Morning Britain.

I cannot believe that we are still having this debate about whether the way that Meghan has been treated is racist. It is misogynoir, pure and simple. Look at the media coverage of her. The Daily Mail said that she was “(almost) straight outta Compton”. A BBC broadcaster tweeted a picture of Archie as a chimpanzee (for which he was fired). That tells you what kind of society we live in.

Listening to Meghan talk about how she was suicidal when pregnant with Archie, what was so upsetting was seeing how the institution that had the ability to protect her did nothing. They allowed the media to assassinate her character and they stayed silent. Compare the treatment of Meghan and Prince Andrew, who was accused of having sex with a teenaged trafficking victim – which he denies – and seems to gets constant support from the palace. Meghan may have been a “princess”, but there is no point living in a palace if you feel like a prisoner. Let’s not pretend rich people don’t also kill themselves or experience depression.

I have been speaking up for Meghan on TV and in the press for years. I don’t need to have met her to know that the way she has been treated is wrong. The morning after the interview aired, I went on Good Morning Britain and let Piers Morgan know what I thought of him for the way he criticised Meghan. I told him he was a disappointment. I am glad I said it; he was asking for it and I had had two hours’ sleep.

The bottom line is that the way Meghan has been treated is unjust. She has been attacked for things she hasn’t said. She has been compared unfavourably to the Duchess of Cambridge. She has been subjected to the worst kind of racism. I can’t be quiet when I see something is wrong. Inequality and injustice triggers me. I refuse to be silent.

Dr Shola Mos-Shogbamimu is an activist and the author of This Is Why I Resist: Don’t Define My Black Identity. She was speaking to Sirin Kale

#royals #meghan markle #duchess of sussex #piers morgan #dr. shola mos-shogbamimu #shola mos-shogbamimu

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tabloidtoc · 3 years

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Life & Style, January 4

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Brad Pitt destroys Angelina Jolie after her affair with Johnny Depp is exposed

Page 1: Photo Flash -- it’s been just under four months since Simon Cowell underwent six hours of surgery after breaking his back in an electric bike accident forcing him to cancel all his work duties for the rest of the year but you wouldn’t know it to look at him -- on his annual tropical vacation with his family to Barbados Simon appeared to have made a full recovery as he took to the water on a jet ski

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: The top 10 red looks -- Dove Cameron, Meghan Markle, Scarlett Johansson, Maya Rudolph, Danai Gurira

Page 5: Emma Mackey, Ciara, Kathryn Hahn, Daisy Ridley, Kat Graham

Page 6: Britney Spears’ father Jamie Spears is speaking out amid his ongoing legal battle with Britney, saying he loves his daughter very much and noting that he hasn’t spoken to Britney since August when she requested to have him officially removed from her conservatorship -- he added when a family member needs special care and protection families need to step up as he has done for the last 12-plus years to safeguard and protect and continue to love Britney unconditionally -- while Jamie’s attorney insists that he and Britney have a normal father-daughter relationship insofar as there has always been mutual love and respect for each other Britney’s legal team claims that Britney is afraid of her father and will not perform as long as he is in charge of her career

Page 7: Nicole Kidman is earning rave reviews for her role in the hit drama The Undoing and Reese Witherspoon can’t stand it -- the last episode of The Undoing drew in the network’s biggest audience since Big Little Lies’ season 2 finale and there’s already talk of Nicole sweeping awards season -- tensions between the two leading ladies threatened to boil over in 2018 when Nic won an Emmy and a Golden Globe for BLL beating out her co-star Reese both times and to make matters worse Nicole recently signed on to star in a new show based on BLL author Liane Moriarty’s book Nine Perfect Strangers without Reese -- Nicole and Reese used to be the best of friends but now they barely talk and it’s only a matter of time until they stop speaking altogether

* Throwback -- Jordin Sparks

* Biggest Spenders of the Week -- Ellen DeGeneres, Tom Brady, Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds

Page 8: Ben Affleck is no stranger to getting inked -- he has five tattoos including a phoenix rising from the ashes on his back and a dolphin on his hip but when he asked girlfriend Ana de Armas to go under the needle she told him no way -- Ben wanted Ana to get a small tattoo but she refused and she would do almost anything for him except get a tattoo because her family would kill her

* Armie Hammer and Rumer Willis have called it quits over his refusal to commit -- the two were first linked in September shortly after he split from his wife of 10 years Elizabeth Chambers but Rumer wanted something more serious but Armie wasn’t ready to settle down

Page 10: The Week in Photos -- Prince William and Duchess Kate Middleton treated Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis to a special pantomime performance at London’s historic Palladium theater

Page 11: Kelly Clarkson congratulated The Voice contestant Desz on making it to the Top 5, Brooke Burke filmed a challenge for her app in Malibu

Page 12: Cameron Mathison was joined by his daughter Leila while hosting Hallmark’s Home & Family

Page 13: Rebel Wilson at the Rockefeller Center ice rink, Bethenny Frankel and her pups Biggy and Smallz by the Christmas tree

Page 14: Hailee Steinfeld and Jeremy Renner on the set of their upcoming series Hawkeye

Page 16: Stars Behaving Badly -- Selling Sunset’s Christine Quinn left little to the imagination stripping down for a Playboy shoot at the famous Chateau Rose in Bel Air, Blake Shelton used a safety cone as a megaphone on the set of The Voice, Malin Akerman couldn’t resist jumping on the bed at a Hotel Style collection event in NYC

Page 18: Say What?! Garcelle Beauvais on filming The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, Rumer Willis on father Bruce Willis’ baby boy dreams after welcoming five daughters, Dolly Parton who turns 75 in January, Meghan Trainor on refusing to get intimate with husband Daryl Sabara during her pregnancy, Jason Momoa on his go-to form of exercise

Page 20: Dakota Johnson was seen sporting a massive emerald stone while out shopping in L.A. sparking speculation that she is engaged to Chris Martin -- there’s no big announcement yet but Chris has quietly proposed and he and Dakota already act like a married couple and they’re excited about finally making it official -- Chris’ children with Gwyneth Paltrow Apple and Moses really like Dakota and will obviously be an important part of their special day and there’s a good chance that Gwyneth who couldn’t be happier about the engagement will be invited to the wedding too

Page 21: Cardi B is giving her marriage to Offset another shot -- she filed for divorce in September after growing tired of not seeing things eye to eye but withdrew the petition without prejudice a few weeks later and now that they’ve rekindled their love she’s asked her husband to renew their wedding vows -- Cardi wants Offset to recommit to their marriage and she wants him to do it for them and for their daughter Kulture so that her little girl can see just how much her parents truly love each other

Page 22: Cover Story -- Brad Pitt gets revenge after Angelina Jolie’s alleged affair with Johnny Depp is exposed -- as his custody battle with Angie drags on Brad might have Johnny to thank for giving him a path to victory -- Brad always suspected something may have gone on between Johnny and Angie when they were making 2010′s The Tourist at a time when they were two of the sexiest and most successful movie stars in Hollywood

Page 26: Kim Kardashian and Kanye West separate lives -- after six years of marriage Kim and Kanye are barely interacting -- Kim is focused on her own projects and on raising the children and Kanye’s interests don’t align with hers anymore -- Kanye is thoughtful and does nice things for Kim but there is no real chemistry or romance left in their marriage; the spark is no longer there -- while Kanye obsessed over Kim for years before they became an item his love and attention as well as hers is now trained on their four kids

Page 28: Cameron Diaz: This is the happiest time in my life -- with her acting days behind her Cameron feels fulfilled at last -- a lot of people do it the other way around ...they get married and have a family in their youth Cameron notes but she’s doing it in the second half of her life -- Cam says she cooked every single meal for Benji Madden and Raddix during the first four months of quarantine and loved it; they’re her everything

Page 30: Royal TV War -- Duchess Kate Middleton and Prince William seem poised to steal Prince Harry and Meghan Markle’s spotlight -- Will and Kate want to branch out and expanding their media reach with The Earthshot Prize is just a springboard for them and there are a host of projects they’d like to get off the ground including giving people a more down-to-earth picture of what their life is like behind closed doors -- The Earthshot Prize which will award five monetary prizes each year for the next 10 years launched with Cate Blanchett and Sir Richard Attenborough and Shakira already signed on as judges and Will and Kate aren’t done recruiting stars though and they like the idea of teaming up more formally with personalities they respect and admire and exploring the world of documentaries and streaming platforms and radio broadcasts and other aspects of the internet is the perfect way to do that -- royal family members were said to have raised eyebrows over Meghan and Harry’s deal with Netflix so the couple now finds it surprising and suspicious that Will and Kate are following their lead and there’s a potential for fireworks if they step on each other’s toes

Page 32: Who Lives Here? Leslie Jones

Page 36: Fashion -- 2020 Style Recap -- all about loungewear and masks -- with no red carpets to attend Hollywood hit pause on glam and embraced comfort in sweats and athleisurewear -- Vanessa Hudgens, Hilary Duff, Hailey Baldwin, Alessandra Ambrosio, Addison Rae

Page 37: Brie Larson, Jennifer Lopez, Olivia Munn, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley

Page 38: Beauty Beat -- new year, new zen -- Kendall Jenner, Elizabeth Banks, Camila Cabello, Madelaine Petsch

Page 40: Diva or Down-to-Earth? Sara Bareilles had a helper hold her umbrella -- Diva, Katie Holmes browses for books -- Down-to-earth

Page 41: Julia Garner requires a primp posse -- Diva, Jax Taylor mows the lawn -- Down-to-earth

Page 42: Social Stars Posts of the Week -- Andy Cohen and son Benjamin, Tim McGraw, Kourtney Kardashian and Kendall Jenner, Jonathan Scott and girlfriend Zooey Deschanel

Page 44: Horoscope -- Capricorn Sienna Miller turned 39 on December 28

* They’re Not Together But They Should Be -- Leo Kate Beckinsale and Sagittarius Jake Gyllenhaal

Page 48: What I’m Into -- Kristin Cavallari

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luulapants · 4 years

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Hale Royal Family AU - Part 5

Based on @shey-elizabeth‘s post:

”Me reading the Prince Harry-Meghan Markel royal family drama:

Wait… I think I read this fic already. (Starts scrolling through my AO3 history)

#random #royalty au #someone write me a steter fic #reading the news before coffee”

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September 2019

“Lady Danu’s is the largest adoption service for non-human children in the state. Which, as you can see, isn’t saying much,” Dot, the facility director, explained. She made a sweeping motion with her hand to indicate the relatively petite size of the facility. It was a large estate house, but certainly not large enough to hold more than a couple dozen children at a time. “Placements, of course, can be tricky for our kind, but we place exclusively with non-human or mixed families, and we have nearly unheard of retention rates for family placement.”

As they made their way through the front hall, Peter peeked into an empty room, which looked to be some sort of study room. There was a chalkboard on one wall, bookshelves on the opposite. The tables and chairs in the middle had bits of paint and marker stains.

Peter thought about all of the obscenely expensive furniture in their home and found himself horrified almost to the point of delight at the thought of little finger paint hand prints marring the wood.

Stiles squeezed his hand as he tugged him along to keep up. “What age ranges do you have?” he asked.

“We have a couple of teenagers at the moment, brother and sister, but that’s not typical,” Dot answered. She started up the wide wooden staircase. Teenage wolves would typically stay with their packs if any remained. Either they weren’t wolves or they had lost absolutely everyone. “They’ve taken over part of the basement so they can have their own space.”

Peter found himself wanting to ask about the teenagers, see if they needed some help. Maybe he could make arrangements for them. But that wasn’t what they were here for. This was the compromise: instead of surrogacy, they could adopt, so long as it was a werewolf baby.

“Eight through twelve are on that end of the hall,” Dot said, pointing toward a large set of French doors. “Four through eight next to them. Babies and toddlers have the largest space, over here.”

Lady Danu’s was partly funded by the druid’s council, Talia had explained as she gave him the pamphlet for the facility, but the majority of their funding came directly from the royal family. Their doors would be open to Peter and Stiles. There would be no wait list, no agony of false hope. One visit, and they could walk out with a bundle of joy that would satisfy both the family and the press.

Well, she hadn’t said it like that, but she may as well have.

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She had brought up the subject over brunch, just the two of them. Peter had known something unpleasant would come up – the last time they’d had brunch, just the two of them, had been after Stiles’s infamous leather rant.

“I heard you and Stiles have decided not to pursue surrogacy,” Talia had said over the soft scrape of her knife against porcelain. She lifted a bit of egg to her lips, staring him down while she chewed.

Peter nodded, resigned to let this argument happen. He reached for his wolfsbane mimosa, knowing he would need at least a bit of a buzz to get through. “We discussed it and decided it wasn’t for us,” he explained. “It doesn’t seem right, going to all of that trouble and expense to bring a child into the world when there are children already here, needing homes.”

“Adoption, then?”

“That’s the idea.”

She sighed, and Peter felt a vein in his temple throb in irritation.

“I don’t see why it should matter to you or anyone else,” he snapped.

Talia set her fork down and fixed him with a tired expression. “Of course it matters, Peter. Our bloodline -”

Peter barked a laugh. “Our bloodline? Dear sister, I don’t know if you’ve gotten a good look at our family tree lately, but it’s practically overgrown. I’ve lost track of how many nieces and nephews I have these days.”

“You’ll adopt a werewolf, then?” she pressed.

Then it was Peter’s turn to set down his fork, letting it slam noisily against the table. “Perhaps you’ve forgotten, but my husband is a human. We may very well adopt a human.”

“Peter,” she practically growled.

He raised his voice, couldn’t help it. “How are you talking to me like I’m being unreasonable when you’ve practically ordered me, as my alpha, to acquire a baby by any means necessary?”

Talia, stubbornly, infuriatingly, kept her voice calm, though condescending. “I know you’ve made it your personal brand to challenge tradition at every turn. And might I remind you, I have been extremely accommodating to it thus far -”

Peter flashed his eyes at her. “Oh, yes,” he shouted, “you didn’t excommunicate me from the family for marrying a man! Have they put you up for sainthood yet, Your Majesty?”

She stood abruptly, her chair clattering to the ground as her eyes flared bright red.

As he felt himself involuntarily cower in response, Peter felt his rage boil down into a quiet resentment. Talia was his alpha and his monarch, but she was supposed to be his sister first. That she would pull this sort of tactic on him stung in a way he hadn’t been prepared for. “Really?” he asked, voice softer than he wanted it to be. “Over how Stiles and I start a family? That’s what you pull rank for?”

Talia softened, her eyes fading back to human. A servant hurried in and righted her chair for her. She sat. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “It should just be about you and Stiles – I know that – but it’s not. This world we live in, our position is more tentative than it seems. Peter, our traditions are more than media grabs and money. Humans fear us, instinctively. We are predators. We are stronger than them. We’re a threat.” Her words came gently. Practiced, but honest. “By all logical strategy, they should hunt us, eradicate us, as they did for centuries.”

“Like they still do in many parts of the world,” Peter conceded.

“Exactly.” She offered a weak smile. “And do you know why they don’t, here in this country?” He did, but ducked his head, signaling for her to continue. “Because our structure of monarchy gives us an appearance of structure, of stability. It makes our kind seem integrated and like less of a threat. We let them see into every corner of our lives, poke and prod and evaluate. We show them that we have nothing to hide, and they transfer that sense of trust to every member of our species.”

Peter had received lectures of similar flavor from their parents, but they hadn’t been so brutally honest. He lifted his eyes to meet Talia’s. “And you think that the species of mine and Stiles’s child will make so much difference to that balance?”

“No,” Talia admitted. She reached for her coffee. “But a member of the royal family that challenges our traditions at every turn? That might.”

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So he and Stiles found themselves in the babies and toddlers wing of Lady Danu’s Home for Children. A caretaker sat in a rocking chair in the corner, bottle feeding an infant. Another stood by the cribs, a baby in each arm, rocking and humming. It felt strange to Peter – no, downright bizarre – to come here and pick out a baby like one picked out a pair of shoes at a clothing store.

“I’ll leave you two to discuss for a little while,” Dot said. “I know it’s a lot to take in. I’ll be just down the hall – anyone here can come fetch me for you.”

Once she was out of the room, Stiles stepped in front of Peter with a slightly panicked expression. “I have no idea how to do this,” he whispered.

“Do I look like I know?”

“Are we just supposed to… pick one? It feels weird.”

One of the caretakers glanced up at them, clearly listening in, and Peter huffed a sigh, glancing around the room. “Let’s just… try to settle in for a few minutes?”

This wing of the home was rather large. They had come into the section for the youngest babies. Another set of doors lead through to a play room for the toddlers where a handful of drooling, chubby little were-tots sat around a kitchen play set, gnawing at plastic fake fruit and miming cooking with a sauce pan.

Peter wandered over to them, giving a wave. One little boy stared up at him with wide eyes, most of his own fist crammed into his mouth. It was refreshing, at least, to not be greeted with a bow.

He glanced around to see where Stiles had ended up and found him sitting on a play mat where an older girl with poorly brushed hair sat with a baby girl, maybe a year old, propped up on a pillow. The older one wore overalls and had a toy dinosaur in her hand. “Who?” she asked Stiles, a bit rudely.

“I’m Stiles. Is it okay if I sit with you?” Stiles had already sat down, but seemed to be second-guessing it under the girl’s intense scrutiny. When she didn’t answer, Stiles asked, “What’s your name?”

She turned back to the baby, ignoring Stiles. “So T-Rex can eat this guy,” she explained to the baby, holding up a smaller dinosaur toy, “but dog is too big.” Peter’s eyes settled on a big stuffed dog next to her and smiled.

“That’s Malia.”

Peter jumped a little, not having noticed the caretaker coming up behind him. He turned and smiled at her. “Isn’t she a little old to be in here?”

“She’s five,” the woman agreed, “but she’s been having some trouble fitting in with the kids in her age group. She’s great with the babies, though.”

“Rawr! I am hungry!” Malia said, rocking the T-Rex back and forth.

Stiles stretched and grabbed another toy off the floor and offered it up. “Can he eat this?”

Malia stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then broke into a bright smile. “Yeah!” She snatched the toy out of his hand and fed it to the tyrannosaurus with delighted violence.

Laughing softly, Peter watched as she slowly accepted Stiles into her game. “How long has she been here?”

“A couple of months.” The caretaker hesitated. “She’s not a wolf,” she told him. “She’s a were-coyote. There were some… safety concerns. With the mother. She was removed from her custody.”

The mother-child dynamic for coyotes was a troubled one, Peter knew. Their powers were passed down during pregnancy. He frowned. “Thank you for explaining,” he said. “What’s your name?”

“Tracy. And I know who you are, of course.”

Peter ducked his head and smiled. “Of course.”

He made his way over to Stiles, watching the way his face lit up as Malia’s game devolved into a toy massacre. The baby seemed just as fascinated with her, taking toys as Malia handed them to her, then sucking on them.

Talia would think this was just more of his defiance, more of his stubborn desire to fight tradition. But maybe this could be a compromise on a compromise. Not a baby, no, but young enough. Not a werewolf, no, but not human.

Peter crouched besides Stiles and nudged his shoulder. “What do you think?”

Stiles glanced over at him and raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Really?” He glanced at Malia, then back to Peter. “She’s not...” Not a baby, he meant. He didn’t even know about her being a were-coyote.

“I don’t care,” Peter assured him.

Stiles reached over and brushed his fingers against the nape of Peter’s neck, scenting him. He bit his lip, then turned back to the Malia. “This is my husband Peter,” he told her. “Can he play, too?”

Peter waved at her. “Hi, Malia.”

Malia sniffed at him very obviously, her little nose scrunching as she did so. “You have to bring a food for T-Rex,” she told him, her brow furrowing and eyes flashing blue. He knew already that she would be an absolute terror. Forget finger paint on the nice furniture – she would rip it to shreds.

“Fair enough,” he agreed.

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In one of her less thoughtful attempts at reassuring Peter and Stiles about fatherhood, Laura had told them, “You know, a lot of what people talk about when they talk about being ‘ready’ for parenthood, it just doesn’t apply in our world.”

They had been playing bocce in Laura’s garden, Marco lining up his bowl.

Stiles huffed a laugh. “Why, because we don’t have a choice?”

“No, you absolutely have a choice,” Laura said, and Peter had wondered if she really believed it. “But a lot of the things new parents struggle with – the late nights, the feedings, the expense – we don’t have to worry about that. You would have a wet nurse and a couple of nannies. You already have staff for meals and laundry.”

Peter knew she didn’t mean it to sound as callous as she did. As much as she had inherited her mother’s leadership skills, her poise and ferocity, she had inherited that emotionally tone-deaf streak as well.

Stiles had watched Marco bowl his shot and shoved his hands in his pockets. “That doesn’t sound much like parenting to me,” he had admitted.

A few short months later found Stiles in their daughter’s room, calling for their morning nanny, yelling, “Oh my god, where is Hayden?” while Malia wailed like an air raid siren, shrill and with a truly spectacular lung span.

Peter rushed down the hall to find Stiles kneeling in front of their daughter, frantically trying to extricate a hair brush from the back of her head while she writhed and screamed.

“Malia, please hold still!” he pleaded. “Pulling is just going to make it hurt more!”

“HURTS!” she shrieked.

“I know, I know, I just -”

“We gave Hayden the day off, remember?” Peter knelt down on the other side of Malia. He reached for her and, though she flinched back at first, managed to press his fingers to her cheek. One tiny, barely-there tendril of black crept up his fingertip. “Now, Malia, that barely hurts at all,” Peter chided. “What are you throwing a fuss about?”

She sobbed loudly and thrashed away from them both. Stiles finally gave up and let go, letting her run away with the hairbrush dangling from the back of her head. Malia threw herself onto her bed to sob into her arms like a distressed Jane Austin heroin.

Stiles held his hands out helplessly, looking to Peter for confirmation that, yes, this was the most absurd show of melodrama this house had ever seen. It was saying something, seeing as Stiles lived there.

They both got up and approached the bed. Peter sat on the edge, not reaching for her just yet, since she was still heaving angry sobs against her comforter. “Malia, sweetheart,” he cooed. “You’ve gotten yourself all worked up. Can you take some deep breaths for me?”

It took a moment, but she sucked in one long, shuddering breath. Peter smiled and reached over to rub a hand over her back. Instead of settling, though, she fucking growled at him.

“Malia,” Stiles started to chide, because they had talked about the growling.

But then her whole body started to tremble uncontrollably. In a blink, Peter found a coyote pup curled up on the bed where his daughter had been, her dress pooled around her. The hairbrush, liberated for lack of hair, fell off to the side.

Peter looked up at Stiles and smirked, shaking his head. She did have quite the flair for the dramatic. “That bad, hm?” he asked, teasing a little.

She growled again.

They were supposed to take her to Talia’s today. His sister had come over to meet Malia a few days after she moved in, but the poor girl had still been reeling from the change, too shy, and they let her retreat up to her room to play before more than a few minutes had passed.

Today, she would finally be meeting the rest of the family.

Peter slid down the zip on the back of the dress, and Malia immediately began to wriggle free of it. Her little dress shoes had dropped to the floor at the edge of the bed. He had to help tug her hind legs free of the tights, though. “Alright, come on, then,” he said, scooping her up off the bed. She growled again and he pressed a finger to the top of her nose. “None of that, now.”

Her eyes shone blue at him, but she settled. Peter passed her off to Stiles, who carefully folded her tail down to hold her against his chest with her front paws curled over his shoulder. “You know, you’re much more snuggly like this,” Stiles commented. “We’ll just have to work on human cuddles, okay?”

“What are the chances we convince her to shift back before we have to leave?” Peter asked doubtfully.

Stiles shook his head. “Hey, if anyone can appreciate a full shift, it’s Talia, right?”

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“Princess Malia Bit The Queen!”

Peter pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. The tablet was balanced on his knees. Beneath the headline, a photo of Malia waving at the camera. Beside it, a stock photo of a coyote. A real coyote. An animal.

“Who leaked this?” he growled.

Stiles shifted closer to him on the bed, nudging their shoulders together. “Come on, Peter. She’s five – who’s actually going to care? It’s a little funny, isn’t it?”

“It’s not,” Peter gritted out. His mind flashed back to the talk Talia had given him before they went to the children’s home, about the games of public perception they were playing. He sighed and looked over at Stiles. “Malia’s species is nearly extinct outside of Mexico, and they’re still hunted like animals in parts of Mexico. Most humans in the US and Canada have never met a were-coyote.” He tapped the screen. “This is the impression they’ll form of them. That they’re wild, violent, dangerous. Uncivilized. They’ll take this one little girl, and they’ll extrapolate it to every were-coyote. Or they’ll say that clearly she was abused – that were-coyotes must be unfit parents.”

Horror overtook Stiles’s expression, his eyes moving back to the article as if seeing it for the first time. “Fuck. They can’t – she’s a little kid. They can’t put that on her.”

“They will.” Peter rubbed at the back of his neck. He felt wrung-out. It was only ten o’clock. He and Stiles had been getting to bed earlier, so they would have time to start their day before Malia woke up. “God, what were we thinking?” he muttered.

Stiles slipped his hand up the back of Peter’s neck, fingers sliding through the curls on the back of his head to scratch his scalp. “We had no way of knowing it would get leaked,” he reassured. “It happened in Talia’s house, for god’s sake.”

“Not that,” Peter sighed, leaning into the touch. “I mean, what were we thinking, bringing a child into this life at all?”

The scratches stopped. “Peter,” Stiles breathed. “You’re not saying...”

Oh, god. Peter pulled away so he could look Stiles in the eye, wanting to be very clear on this. “No,” he said firmly. “No, of course not. I wouldn’t even think about...” He couldn’t say it, couldn’t say, returning her, like Malia was an ill-fitting jacket and not their family.

“Okay, good,” Stiles said, still looking panicked by the idea.

“But I still wonder,” Peter explained, “what gave us the right, you know? To put her in all of this mess? She never asked for any of this. She never asked to grow up endlessly scrutinized by these vultures.”

Stiles’s expression softened. He reached out and cupped Peter’s cheek. “Neither did you.”

“It’s different,” Peter insisted.

“Why, because you’re Hale blood?” Stiles challenged, though his tone stayed gentle. “Because you’re over it? You’re clearly not.”

His husband’s ability to call him on his bullshit was one of the reasons Peter had fallen in love with him. It was also deeply, deeply annoying. “I just...” He closed his eyes, trying to get his anxieties into some form coherent enough to be voiced. He settled on: “I don’t want her to grow up resenting me for bringing her into this world.”

“Don’t you mean ‘resenting us’?” Stiles cocked his head to the side.

“I brought you into it, too.”

Stiles glared at him. “Peter Hale,” he scolded.

“I know, I know, you chose this,” Peter agreed.

“And, again, I’m the only one in this household that did,” Stiles reminded him. With a sigh, Stiles caught him around the shoulders and reeled him in until Peter was snuggled against his side, head on Stiles’s shoulder. He was quiet a moment before he asked, “Did you resent your parents?”

Peter didn’t talk much about them, and Stiles respected that, understood that Peter had never felt close with them, that they hadn’t been warm people. The press brought them up sometimes, usually around the anniversary of the accident. A helicopter crash in the Rockies. Conspiracy theories had flown about for months, most insisting that militant anti-were hunters had shot the helicopter down. When they finally found the black box, it revealed nothing but a simple engine malfunction.

Peter had been just shy of his thirteenth birthday. He remembered how numb he felt, walking down the street in the funeral procession with a stiff expression as the public wailed in mourning around him. He remembered thinking that these people, these strangers, had been allowed more emotional closeness with his parents than he had. They had owned his parents in a way Peter had never been allowed.

“I did,” Peter admitted quietly. “Sometimes I think I still do.”

Stiles pressed two fingers under his chin to tip his head up, and kissed his lips, soft. “We’ll protect her, okay?” he said. “Whatever it takes. We’ll make sure it isn’t so bad for her.”

Letting out a breath, Peter leaned up and kissed him again, then again until he was pressed flat on his back on the bed. Hovering over him, Peter took in the soft flush on Stiles’s cheeks, the sweet adoration in his eyes, the gentle curve of his mouth. “I love you,” he murmured. “More than I can ever say.”

#hale royal family au #royals au #tumblr fic #Steter #stiles stilinski #Peter Hale #talia hale #malia hale #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf au #part 5 of 6 #because I have no self control #I wrote this really fast because BABY MALIA #the angstiest lil coyote

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Anne has an amazing work rate and is based much further away than Windsor. And we don’t know if they’ve kept Nottingham Cottage or if they’re getting a BP apartment. Seems pointless to talk negatively about something based on assumptions. They moved at the beginning of the week and Harry has done 3 engagements in London already. Why don’t we wait to see if the work rate drops?

To my last anon: told ya it wouldn’t take long for people to get mad at me lmfao

You’re right, Anne does have a great work rate and isn’t based close to London. HOWEVER, if you think it’s the same thing, then you’re dreaming. Anne is 68 years old, and to be honest? Not a whole lot of people care about what she’s doing. She does 600 engagements a year and we know that because we’re royal watchers but guaranteed most of the population of the UK have no idea. Her engagements get little to no media coverage unless something is going on with her parents (like after Philip’s car accident) or other members of the family. People don’t notice whether Anne does 20 engagements or 200 engagements.

Also, the distance between Anne and the throne is enormous. She has Charles, Camilla, William, Kate, Harry, Meghan, and Andrew in front of her as full-time working royals in service to HM. Once Charles becomes King, Harry will only have William and Kate in front of him to support the King and Queen. His position in life at that point will be vastly different as the child of the monarch than Anne’s is now as the child of the monarch.

People will notice if Harry and Meg drop off. They will. That’s just how it is. I didn’t speak negatively - I actually spoke super positively about the whole thing and how I’m happy for them and everything, or did you just pick out the bits that bothered you and disregard the rest? All I said is that I’m excited for them but I don’t see how this works long-term. Maybe it will and I’m wrong. I’m cool with that. No need to jump down my throat for posting my mild opinion on my blog, dude.

#oigh #ask #anonymous #prince harry #duke of sussex #meghan markle #duchess of sussex #baby sussex #princess anne #princess royal

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Take the Stage: Memory

(A/N) Here is the next one. Not a lot of Tom, but yeah. It’ll have to do for now...

I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The portray of mentioned, real life people are not accurate!

Oh, and I’ll try to make a small special for Halloween, stay tuned for more info!

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Royal!Female! Reader

Warnings: nightmare, mentions of accidents and death

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Abi’s POV

After a long talk, I finally managed to convince my ‘parents’, to let me stay in London. They had planned to go to Scotland for a few weeks, to escape the media, but I didn’t like Scotland, so I stayed. I even got to invite Sue and Mary around, for a royal pyjama party!

After watching the typical chick flicks and eating tons of junk food, we laid around in my bed and talked. They informed of what happened after Tom and I ran away. Sue and Mary helped Felix come up with an excuse and after that, Sue left with her actor, while Mary stayed a bit longer and talked with the theatre crew. She was a real geek when it came to that and always wants to know more about the different theatres and how they work.

“But my night was uneventful. I didn’t even get a kiss.” Sue was laying right beside and huffed in disappointment. Mary and I just chuckled, while Sue continued to complain about the night and how boring it was. While she talked, my mind drifted off to my own actor. Tom was probably still on the plane, but I really wanted to hear from him. I sighed and grabbed my phone. And just as if fate was in my side, it started to vibrate just as I touched it. I immediately rolled onto my belly and stared at the number. It wasn’t saved in my contacts, so there was no name, but I was sure that it was Tom. And I wasn’t disappointed.

“Hello?” “It’s really good to hear your voice again.” Tom sighed on the other end and I grinned from ear to ear. “I miss you.” There were a lot of noises at Tom’s end and I frowned. “Where are you?” He chuckled. “Still at the airport. Just got off the plane.” I huffed out a laugh. “How are you?” I rolled back onto my back. “Tired, but in good company.” “Ah, the girls from the other night?” I nodded, forgetting that he can’t see me. “Did you just nod?” I froze. “No?” He laughed. “You did.” “Yep.” “Who is that?” Mary and Sue were sitting close together and grinned at me. “Tom.” They screeched, and I could hear Tom gasp at the other end. “You sure those two are human?” I chuckled. “No.” He laughed, but was interrupted when his name was called. I could hear him talk, but it was muffled, so I couldn’t make out what he was saying. After a few seconds, I could hear his voice again, but clearer. “I’m so sorry darling, but I have to hang up.” “I understand. Stay safe, okay?” “I will. Bye.” “Bye.”

I hung up and turned to my friends. They were grinning even wider than me.

“Sooooo…?” They waited for me to say something, but I played dumb. “So what?” They both grunted and pushed me backwards. That was probably the first time, I was happy that I got such a big bed. “So what happened yesterday? You told us to that we needed to talk today!” Sue bounced up and down. “Well…Tom took me home to him and we ordered take out and watched movies. Oh, and we kissed. Nothing interesting!” They let out a synchronised scream and tackled me. “I am so proud of you!” “Me too!” I laughed at their reaction. “How was it? I mean, it was your first kiss!” I rolled my eyes. The only reason, why it was my first kiss, is because all the boys I ever liked were to afraid of my status. Then, I smiled. “It was great. He was great. I think I really like him.” Mary and Sue grinned. “I know it sounds stupid. I didn’t even know him before yesterday, but…I just feel like we match.” Mary shook her head. “That doesn’t sound stupid. Really.” Sue nodded. “Yeah! It sounds really romantic and cute!” I smiled at them. “Thanks guys.”

We continued our pyjama night with a lot of talk about Tom and Sue’s actor. It was past midnight, when we felt like getting a small snack, so we walked out of the room. “Ready?” Mary and Sue nodded and all of us crouched down slightly. We started to sneak around the palace, making our way towards the kitchen.

We played this game since we were little and once saw a bit of a James Bond movie.

We were almost in the kitchen, when a voice sounded out behind us. “Abi? Mary? Sue?” We turned around and saw Harry. He was walking towards us, smiling. “Are you playing again?” I laughed and walked to him. “We do.” I quickly hugged him. “We are on a mission to get food. Want to join us.” He immediately crouched down and held his hands like pistols. “Of course.” I nodded, a serious look on my face and walked back to the front of our little group.

We made it to the kitchen door and positioned two on each side. After I gave the other the sign, Mary pulled the door open and I jumped in. The kitchen was empty, which was to be expected. “Mission sweet tooth: accomplished.” The others started to cheer. Mary and Sue ran to the giant refrigerators and got a cake out. In the meanwhile, Harry gently took my hand and pulled me to the side. “How are you?” “Great.” I smiled at him and he returned it. While my friends worked on the cake, he pulled me into a tight hug. I always had trouble to accept my adoptive parents as my parents, but Will and Harry have always been my brothers. They took care of me and immediately accepted me into their family. “I’m sorry that I haven’t been here that much.” “Don’t worry. Take care of Meghan. She may be used to the celebrity media, but the royal media is something different.” He chuckled, knowing that it was true. “But you’ll let me now if you need something, right?” I nodded and leaned into him. “Sure.” We stayed in the embrace, until Mary and Sue called us over, telling us that they were finished with the cake.

We sat in a circle, ate cake and laughed the whole night, until Mary and Sue yawned so often, that I thought they would unhinge their jaw. We walked back towards our bedrooms and parted ways with Harry. “See you tomorrow, sis!” I waved at him and followed my friends into my room.

I constantly tugged at my black dress. All around me, people stood, wearing the same colour as me. Before me two graves had been dug and my parent’s coffins stood beside them. An older woman stood beside me and kept her hand on my shoulder. She was from the government office for youth welfare and has been taking care of me since the accident. She never told me, but I knew that I’d live in an orphanage from now on. And honestly, I was okay with that. I had no family and I didn’t want a new one. But fate, had other plans.

I had met the royal family a few times before. My parents were good friends with them and that’s why we attended a lot of events with them. I basically grew up beside the princes. So, it didn’t really surprise when they showed up to the funeral. But what surprised me, was what happened after that.

The woman from the youth welfare, guided me towards the Queen and her family and we curtsied before we got closer. “Dear, I’m so very sorry about your loss.” The Queen offered me her hand and I took it. “Thank You Ma’am.” William took a step forward and hugged me. I managed not to cry, but feeling his familiar embrace, caused the tears to fall from my eyes. A sob escaped my lips and I buried my face in his shirt. Harry also came to us and hugged me too. “I miss them.” Their embrace got tighter and I continued to cry. It took me a few minutes to calm down, but Will and Harry stayed by my side the whole time. As they noticed that I stopped crying, they took a step back. Instead, Camilla and prince Charles walked over to me. Prince Charles kneeled down in front of me and took my hands in his. “I’m also very sorry for your loss, but we have good news for you.” I frowned at him. Camilla also crouched down. “We decided to adopt you.” They smiled at me, but my eyes just widened in a panic. “No!” They looked at me surprised. “I don’t want another family! I want my old one back!” I started to cry again and Will and Harry immediately hugged me again. The adults didn’t know what to say and just looked at the three of us. “Abi, we’ll take care of you.” Will tried to calm me down, but I just shook my head. “Please, don’t.”

But the adoption went through and soon, I moved into the palace.

The day, the adoption was made public, I sat on my bed and looked at the picture of my parents. My arms were still wrapped in bandages, but at least my leg got better. I was wearing a pretty dress, which I immediately hated and my hair was braided. When the door to my way-to-big-room opened, I let the picture sink and laid it down on my nightstand. “Are you ready?” Will and Harry wore suits. They looked really handsome and like real princes. I nodded and jumped from the bed. They waited in the doorframe and closed the door behind me. Camilla and prince Charles waited outside and smiled as they saw me, but I couldn’t bring myself to return the kind gesture.

Together, we walked to the big balcony and waited for the sign to go outside. The Queen and her husband were first, of course. After that Camilla and prince Charles, and then Will, Harry and I. We stood side by side and watched the hundreds of people cheering below. I took a step back, not wanting to be looked at, but Will grabbed my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. I looked up at him and he smiled. “You’ll get used to it.” I shook my head and moved closer to him. He put his arms around my shoulder and pulled me even closer.

The people cheered and after some time, I began to wave, like the rest of the family. I was convinced, that I would never feel like I belong to them. And there are still times, when I don’t. But mostly, I do.

#tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston x reader #tom imagine #tom hiddleston imagine #imagine tom hiddleston #benedict cumberbatch #fanfiction #multichapter #royal au #royal reader #royal! reader #the royals #great britain #royal family

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elegant-phff · 6 years

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Seven.Berlin,Seriously?

Prince Harry of Wales September of 2015 Kensington Palace,London

"Wassup,Mate!"Skippy exclaimed approaching me."It's been awhile man!"I said."Of course it has,anyways gimme the drinks,"He yelled.I chuckled and got the beer from the freezer.I placed them on the coffee table and plopped down on the sofa.Skippy then took the seat next to me.

We started playing Call Of Duty when Skippy said,"You know boi,it's been forever since we took a vacation..."I scrunched my nose but didn't take my eyes off the screen and replied,"What are you trying to imply?"Skippy chuckled and said,"You are a single man again!We should go out of country for awhile!"Before I could answer,I got killed in the game."Fuck!"I scoffed and the screen read 'game over'.I turnt to him,''Who else is down for a vacation?"

"Well Sam,Thomas,Guy and I are confirmed.From the girls Chelsy has confirmed but I don't know about Cressida,"Skippy said.I groaned."Seriously,Chelsy and Cressida?The whole media is going to think I am going back to my exes after my break up with Meghan!"I exclaimed.Skip sighed,"Dude!Who cares what the media thinks?they always have some sort of assumption to make.You gotta enjoy your life."I looked at him,not quite convinced."C'mon man!stop chickening out,this ain't the Harry I know,"Skip smirked.

"Oh yeah?I am chickening out?Count me in,I am booking the jet,"I scoffed."Well then,pack your bags for Berlin,Germany !"Skip yelled excitedly.My eyes widened,"Wait hold up!Berlin,seriously?"

Skippy looked baffled,"Yeah what?" "Dude,do you not remember the Nazi costume fiasco?!"I practically screamed."Chill out!its going to alright,nobody except you is going to associate the two events,"Skip tried to reassure.I ran my hands over my face,"I am keeping your word for it."

One week later

It was early in the morning when we arrived in Berlin.The Press still hadn't found out about this trip so on our way out of the airport we were thankfully not bombarded by the paparazzis.The trip was about a week long.

The first two days of the trip was quite peaceful and fun.We travelled around Berlin like normal tourists,except we were disguised and there were two RPOs following us but in disguise,of course.

Everything was fun.We all were having fun except of me.Throughout the entire trip Cressida was clinched to me.She was the kind of ex who was obviously not over the break up but wouldn't admit it.Unfortunately,she is a part of the group so I have to cooperate with her.

Whenever we were outside she'd wrap her arms around mine which was just uncomfortable.Whenever I'd try to resist her response would be,"Come on Harry,stop being so awkward we are friends!"Like okay I get it we are friends but there are some boundaries.

However,the third day of the trip arrived and it was the day I was looking forward to the most.We were going to one of the best clubs in Berlin.A lot of celebrities come to this club so it's privacy was perfect for me.However,it was pretty rare for public figures to party in Berlin so there are very small chances of you meeting them.

I wore a white button up shirt and a pair of suit pants---a classic.The other boys were wearing similar clothings and the girls were short dresses---once again the classic.But,Cressida once again was trying too hard to get my attention and it was getting too much at this point.Thankfully Sam interrupted Cressida's seductive looks towards me by saying,"You know we are quite lucky,today the club is going to have extra security."

"Why so?"Guy asked."Apparently,some celebrities are here tonight and they don't want to be seen here,"Sam smirked."Oo,scandalous,"I said in a mysterious voice.They all laughed."Literally the same day we are going to the club,there are celebrities.Coincidence?I don't think so,"Chelsy said."Illuminati confirmed!"Thomas exclaimed.The laughter grew louder.

Once we arrived at the club we were escorted in safely.As Sam had some connections and obviously because I was there, we were led to one of the VIP sections of the club.The RPOs were at a safe distance from where the whole squad was sitting

It didn't take us long to get drunk.We were all downing the shots too quickly and soon enough we were completely wasted.The music started blasting through the speakers and we ran to the dance floor which there was only one.

We all were dancing like crazy to JLo.We were too drunk to even care and it got so hot that I had to unbutton a few buttons of my shirt.

The squad's fun was interrupted by another group of people entering the dance floor,who were a little less drunk than us,except for a few people.They were a large group mostly guys and two girls.One of the girl,whose back was faced against from my viewing was giggling like crazy and she was most probably the most drunk among the group.

In our drunken state we found out that they are celebrities.I swear,I thought I knew most of those faces but my brain was too fuzzy.Anyways,we were all dancing to Nicki Minaj's Anaconda and all the four girls (Chelsy,Cressida, and the other two ) started twerking and let me tell you it was a sight for sore eyes.You know what I found out the next moment?The super drunk cute girl was Alex!You know,the Alex that I hit on a long time ago and then she kinda rejected me and then I met her a couple of months ago?Yeah that same Alex.

You know,she is quite an interesting character.Most of the time she looks like this badass bitch who could probably cut you in two (which is mostly true,beware,don't hurt her she is scarlet witch,she'll control your mind and make your life a living hell!) but in reality she is this adorable tiny,dorky girl who is also drop dead gorgeous.She is also pretty stubborn.

Anyways,back to the story(drunk Harry stop getting sidetracked)wow author now you'll accuse me?Just admit it that you aren't able to describe what happens properly because you are sleep deprived(stfu and continue idiot)I'll remind you that my gran could behead you(I will cut you harry if you don't continue)Okay,okay chill out.

Suddenly a 5'6 Alexandra Larsson jumped in front of me and squealed,"OH MY GOD HARRY!" I don't know why,but I found it funny so I giggled."WOAH YOU ARE ALEX!"I said poking her nose,as if to see if she was real or just a illusion of drunk!harry.She was actually real!

"Harry look!I have so many friends!"She exclaimed dragging me towards where all the other people were."Woooooow,you have so many friends,I only have a few,"I pouted.She frowned at my reaction and replied,"No don't say that!you have me!I am like equal to soo many friends!"She stretched her arms trying to emphasis on 'so many.'She put her arms forward to hug me and I accepted the hug.As soon as I did,her grip tightened and she started swinging around.

A slow song had started so we continued to do so for the entirety of the song."What are we doing?"I finally asked."I don't know,"She giggled.I didn't say anything,instead I smiled and continued swinging.

All of a sudden,Thinking about Loud started playing.

For some reason,my eyes couldn't leave Alex's figure.Her eyes were a mix of grey and green---something which I just realised,she bleached her hair blonde,she didn't like maintaining women body stereotypes,so she didn't have a perfect slim hourglass figure.She had a beauty spot on her left cheek and another one on the lower right cheek,her eyelashes were very thick and long.Her lips were very plump,they had a pinkish tint.

My eyes travelled back to her eyes and I could see them staring at my own lips.

Then I did something sober me would have never.

I kissed her

And she kissed me back And all of a sudden I was sober once again but drunk by the taste of her lips.

Authors Note I did it.I couldn't wait any longer.What do you think happens next ?😏

#elegant #phff #princeharry #princeharryfanfic #chapter seven

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I am honestly over Harry and HIV. If he really wanted to honor his mothers legacy or continue his work, he’d raise awareness about other marginalized communities dealing with incredible, insurmountable stigma [like recovering drug addicts (especially those in rural US who were targeted by Pursue Pharma) or people who were formerly incarcerated/just released from prison] the way HIV+ individuals and gay men were in the 80s and early 90s when Diana and Margaret first brought attention to HIV.

Harry continuing this “mission” on HIV awareness and doing the bare minimum talking about testing only is just a PR ploy like walking through a cleared minefield because Diana did. At this point, Magic Johnson has done more for HIV testing and awareness than Harry as, and Magic Johnson’s announcement was 30 years ago!

And that’s why no one pays attention to him anymore. He regurgitates Diana and after 30 years, it’s old news and incredibly boring. Unlike William, who models Diana by using her approaches (empathy-driven and action-oriented) to champion causes that matter, conservation and Earthshot and that’s what makes him Diana’s natural successor. Not Harry and his droning about HIV being his mother’s work.

It's like Harry has taken Meghan's obsession with the 90's and made it his own, but instead he is obsessed with his mother's 1990's projects and causes.

Weird right?

Who was the last big star we know who contracted HIV/AIDS? Top of my mind is Charlie Sheen (I called it before it was announced actually because there was a rumor going around). That dude is crazy as Hell but he has went on with his life and I have seen him in a few things since then.

30 years ago, HIV was considered a death sentence, unless you had the money for treatment. Today, it is more normalized and can be controlled with the right medications and treatment programs. I see commercials for some drug for HIV all the time.

The other thing that I have mentioned to @the-empress-7 is that with all of the "woke causes" Meghan and Harry seem to jump on the bandwagon with, I have yet to see them doing anything for Black History Month. I know they did something for MLK Jr. Day, but you would think with the way Omid tried to throw the BRF under the bus for BHM in the UK (even though all royal accounts acknowledged BHM) that M&H would be talking about an issue they claim they are passionate about.

It's like the causes that they claim to care about are only important when it's popular in the mainstream media. Yet, Harry is essentially trying to hi-jack his mom's legacy to stay relevant instead of creating his own legacy. Does he plan on his children doing the same Diana stuff 30+ years from now? He is so worried about being connected to Diana that he isn't thinking long term about what legacy he is leaving for his children.

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Life's hard when you've been a Meghan fan for 6 years and you want to support her in her new role, but you're not a royalist (like at all) and you really don't like Harry sob. And ngl, when I heard Meg was dating him a part of me hoped it was just rumors because I knew if she joined the royal family she would stopping acting and using social media *sigh*. She used to post and interact with us almost daily and I think that's what I miss the most. [Part 1]

Also, I’ve never liked Harry (just something about him… don’t ask) and now he is Meg’s husband and I don’t hate him any less lol. I tried to like him, I really did but I just can’t. But he makes her happy and I could see she is so so happy, so I guess that’s all that matters. But it makes me happy to see her thriving in her new role! Ps. I need Meg to do solo engagements so I don’t have to be forced to look at Harry’s face lmao [Part 2]

Aw, that must suck. Thanks for this perspective. Because I’m a relatively new fan of Meghan, it’s easy to sometimes forget others have been following her for longer. Did you ever interact with her online? It’s fine not to like Harry, I get it. I myself am certainly not a person to jump up and down and fangirl over a man. I’m sure Meghan will have solo engagements soon lol.

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irving embezzling money from axl rose’s tour and sabotaging his efforts of becoming solo so he could make more money at guns n roses even though they’d been friends since the 80s says a lot about azoffs. and in a way it opens uo a big can of worms. i’ve bitten my tongue long enough so here goes my long opinion i’m sure a lot of people actuallh probably asked for. i know i get anons about it all the time i’m too scared to ever answer.

Azoffs are known for being ruthless, not loyal and compassionate. they’re also known for being liars. irving lied in congress’s face about how his merging with ticketmaster would bring more jobs, when he fires hundreds just so he could get a bonus. and let’s not forget a great irving quote. that he’d rather be a smart-ass than intelligent. and jeff saying his metric for success is to just exist. there’s just nothing…. good about these people. they’re childish and keen on revenge and they’re just like simon cowell. it’s known that when you reach the penthouse of the corporate ladder you’re faced with pure psycopaths. those are the people who put harry in a family portrait on a wall. seeing how much money they expected from harry, it’s obvious that was just pure manipulation. how can anyone think highly of people like that?

that’s not in the business books. they’re not business people. no one at that level is. they made it to the top through a series of connections and deals between each other when they were just rookies on a brand new business field. which worked for a while. but it’s temporary. there reaches a point where their empires crumble at an age when they’re too old to know how to fix and to a severity they can never repair. it’s what happened to simon cowell. now it’s happening to irving. although really it’s been happening for years. i’m not convinced he is actually as powerful as the articles in magazines he has connections with say, just like i don’t believe when they call harry a legend or thar two ghosts didn’t flop. i think irving’s been losing money for years. fleetwood mac’s agent will have a hard time finding his place in the era of tropical house music and kardashian lovers. i don’t think it will take much to push this man to bankrupcy except a little push. so uh… congrats to harry on making that connection? don’t think so. half the reason he jumped to claim harry so quickly is because he’s desperate for cash. the baby jagger/bowie of 2017? come on, who asked for that? irving’s blinded by his own desire to relive his glory days. which are obviously very very very very very far behind him.

i’m sure irving could get away with lying and stealing his way to the top in the 70s, but holding a monopoly on magazines and websites no one reads anymore doesn’t work. you can’t censor social media. back in the 70s and 80s there was only magazines and articles to get information. if you were a legend there people would buy it. not anymore. irving’s entire star-studded client list have flopped, because the “most powerful man in the industry” is an obsolete tired old man, whose prodigy is as talentless as he is. they’re not wise. his business advice is laughable and founded on pure ego. it shows with how solo harry was born. it’s no surprise jeff has been there since 2013.

i think irving pitched an idea for a more rock justin timberlake out of 1d and convinced sony 1d would crumble just like “every other boyband” even though they proved they were so much better. that proves irving’s oh-so great and wise advice there. not only was he stupid enough to think harry was a golden goose, but the solo career they planned since 2013 for harry was a complete and absolute failure. they literally had to bring back the image syco crafted in 2011.

except no one wants to stan harry again. it’s kind of like when someone cheats on you. we’ve seen a side of him that is greedy, manipulative, narcissistic, and disloyal. it’s over.

irving didn’t sign up to manage a boybander, which is the only way he can make up the money lost on harry: bring back 1d harry and make him sing tropical house music and collab with the likes of calvin harris and charlie puth. nah. irving wanted a rockstar. only indie collabs, only rock magazines, only womanizer-fueling gigs, only edgelord pr girlfriends. the fact there’s even damage control seems reluctant. because we’re still seeing that back and forth between 1d harry and rockstar harry. irving looks like the type who would blame the consumer and not the product.

i guess right now it’s a question of how well he takes to failure, and that failure landing on his shoulders since everyone in the industry knows jeff is an idiot constantly asking his dad for advice. he’s the fruit of the irving tree. judging by how badly the entire family takes to simple rejection, i take it a straight up failure that cost millions and made him a laughingstock if sony wasn’t too busy scolding them will hurt even more. it’s one thing for acts you’re funding yourself to flop. but when you get the entire industry to back an artist you assured them would make them all very rich people, that’s a lot of trouble you’re in. and when you’re the most powerful man in the industry(according to a list written by a magazine you partially own) then you’re probably… not taking well to failure. the fact we no longer see harry getting cuddly with jeff and that painfully awkward picture from iheart where harry is blatantlt leaning away from jeff, the trouble in paradise is already evident.

you need to understand that azoffs are just not clever people, none of these legendary businessmen from the 70s are. shelli azoff through a violent fit because she couldn’t get through copyrighr to play the movie sex tape, which got horrible ratings and bombed. that’s how well these people know how to spot talent. corporate ceo’s spot money. the old men of sony spotted the 1d money, and they spotted harry. they, in classic senior citizen fashion, believed harry was the justin timberlake of 1d. they thought his fans were stupid and uneducated teenage girls. irving, desperate loser with everything at stake, specifically called dibs and was conceited enough to think anyone would give a shit about 70s rock in 2017, and ta-da! throw in the millions for that debut, because these old men know best!

that’s it. that was the mentality that birthed holo. old people who can’t accept that their empires built on lies are crumbling and that their wisdom is worth shit in an age where people like us are airing these men’s dirty laundry and educating ourselves with business practices. we’re very smart consumers. and very cynical ones too.

so irving can keep pouring out money for good reviews and grammy’s. but there’s no money to be made from it. when meghan trainor’s two grammy’s went to waste because her insensitive comments about anorexia lost her the support of the gp forever, she was dropped. her career is no longer a priority because the following singles she put out couldn’t make up for the money spent on her. and keep in mind all about that bass was a much bigger hit than sott.

these people want big money at a fraction of the cost. 1d was sony’s dream. they paid almost nothing on their promotion and exploited them to the bone and made billions off them. they thought that if they put big money into harry, they’d get triple that back and kill two birds with one stone: replace adele once she goes back on her 5 year hiatus, and replace 1d too. that’s not happening any time soon.

harry’s career needs a complete overhaul. irving’s entire rockstar plan needs to be thrown away and there will be no more male adele aspirations. they would need to win back the entire 1d fandom’s trust and undo the damage they themselves did to harry’s brand and accept he will be making ¼ of 1d’s money and probably not be doing as well as the other boys. not only is that a big blow the egos of all the men bragging and laughing about all the money harry was going to make them, but it’s a big blow to their wallets too.

i’m convinced karma will come for these people just like it did for simon cowell. harry had his greedy little hand in the pot, too, so karma will come for him as we. for lying to the boys for over 4 years, for separating himself so he could get attention, for agreeing to manipulate his fans in every way for money and fame.

so i don’t think they’ll do what needs to be done to save harry’s career. i think this will end as badly for harry as it is for the investors who are not getting what they were promised as early as 2013. i think they’re angry and they’ll let out that anger on someone. either harry or irving, but my guess is irving, who took the baby jagger project so seriously and personally expecting to get all the credit and not all the blame. that’s a lot of blame for a very tempermental loser. i think the nicest thing irving could do to harry is lower his budget to whatever they can afford and keep his music career going. the worst thing they can do is blacklist him and make sure he loses as much money as irving did.

i can’t decide if i should end this with “it’s the sign of the times” or “just how fast the night changes”. either way i’m no longer emotionally attached to harry to do anything except grab my popcorn and watch this swerving car head closer and closer towards the edge of a cliff.

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Chapter 1

The Burning Taste

“Congratulations, doctor!”

Isabella ‘Bella’ Margaret Clarke is like most modern women. She values her future and family before anything else and thus she finished her medical portfolio/thesis in University of Oxford on top of her batch. Her plan? To be an Obstetrician/Gynecologist and travel to third world countries to help women to have a healthy pregnancy and a safe delivery.

“Bella! Twilight chick! Hey!”

Bella turned around and narrowed her eyes at Abigail Simon, a dear friend. “Please, don’t call me that. I existed way before her.” She said smiling and then hugging her friend. “I can’t believe we survived this!”

“Oh, man. There was no doubt of you surviving.” Abigail laughed hugging Bella back. “Hey! Remember your promise?” she asked as both pulled away from the hug and she rolled her eyes when Bella gave her a confused look. “You promised that we’ll go clubbing when you finish your portfolio.”

“Did I?”

Abigail sighed exasperated. Typical Bella to pretend she doesn’t remember anything when she doesn’t want to do it. “For someone with a photographic memory, you surely cannot play stupid well.”

“I will see you in Mahiki tomorrow night?”

“YES! FINALLY! I shall call the cavalry!”

And so, a day after she became a doctor, Bella found herself staring at herself in the mirror inside one of the ladies’ room in Mahiki. Her long black hair curled, her warm brown eyes framed by her long black lashes and warm brown toned eyeshadow, her heart shaped face almost clear of make up apart from the light blush she had on, and her lips painted a luscious red. She sighed when she heard her friend, Samantha and Abigail, banging on the door calling for her to come out.

“Did you hear?!” Abigail almost screamed at Bella’s ear. “Prince Harry is here!”

Bella flinched slightly moving away from Abigail, “Who?”

“Prince Harry!” Samantha shouted. “We’re gonna try and have a look at him! Wanna come?!”

Having no interest with being entangled with a massive crowd of women who are all probably trying to be discreet on having a glance at the prince, she shook her head. “I’ll just see you guys around!” she smiled and the two girls nodded before sauntering off.

“One mojito, double shot, please.” Bella told the bartender who nodded and started making her drink- doubling every shot of alcohol poured in it. She was about to hand her card towards the bartender when a hand suddenly shot out and stopped her from doing so. “Hey-“ she stopped when she realized who had blocked hers and her mouth almost dropped open but instead, she remained calm and composed, pulling her hand away.

“This one’s from me.” Prince Harry said looking at the bartender and handing over his own card. “I’ll have Jack and Coke.” He continued before turning to look at Bella with a smile on his face. “I’m Harry.”

Bella, being Bella, scrunched her forehead and said, “I think that’s quite obvious.”

Harry laughed. It was a dare. Yesterday, him and Meghan broke up again. They broke up quite a few times the past two years- they break up whenever he feels like finally he’s ready to settle down. He woke up today not knowing where he stood once again. He doesn’t know if they’ll get back together or not or whether if it will work out again or not. And so, just like their past break ups, he decided to go out with the lads.

The night started out normal. When he came in, men and women started noticing him but didn’t dare come near him. As always, people played like he wasn’t there. Up until a few drinks later and his more rambunctious high profiled friends started poking fun at Harry and started daring him to get over Meghan.

“Mate, I’m not that kind of man anymore.” He said to Arthur Landon as he sipped on his whiskey.

Thomas Inskip shook his head at Harry, “Mate, seriously. Stop acting whipped.”

“I am not.” Harry defended.

“So you say.” Arthur said shaking his head at Harry as well, his eyes travelling around the place before it stopped by the bar. “Her.” He said referring to a raven haired woman standing by the bar. “I dare you to try and get her.”

Harry’s eyes travelled towards the bar as well. Although they were a bit far from the bar, he can see the woman Arthur is referring to. She stood by the bar obviously ordering a drink but it is also obvious that she’s different. There is something about her that struck Harry at that moment. She looked so out-of-place but calm. “I don’t know, mate.”

“Come on. It won’t hurt if you talk to her- well, apart from your ego.” Thomas chimed and he gave him a glare. “She’s hot as fuck, man.”

And so, as discreetly as he can, Harry made his way over to the bar and he stood beside the woman for a whole minute just watching her. She’s average. His mind commented to which he quickly tried to shrug off but his eyes stared at her face before it slowly, albeit by instinct, travelled downwards to her body before quickly looking up again just in time to see the bartender handing over her drink.

And before he knew it, she is looking at him with a scrunched forehead and her button nose a bit scrunched as well. “It was a bit daft of me to introduce myself, was it?” Harry asked chuckling and the woman’s face started relaxing and her lips formed a smile- Harry’s heart skipped a bit.

Too much adrenaline. He thought.

“I’m sorry, that was rude of me.” Bella apologized smiling at the Prince who looked back at her slightly amused. “I’m Bella.”

“Ah, Bella. A fine name suits a fine lady.”

Although flattered, Bella laughed at the sudden flattery. “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” she asked back and she suddenly wanted to slap herself across the face for being rude. This is a prince for God’s sake, woman!

“I’m just trying to make a new friend.” Harry defended although his face started heating up. She’s not like all the other girls who are willing to ignore the fact that he is taken or that they are in a relationship even when he’s not trying to flatter them. But her.. “Would you accompany me for a smoke?” he asked not ready to go back to their booth and admit defeat.

Bella, looking out and seeing her friends on the dancefloor with men, sighed and nodded. “Might as well.”

Harry’s PPO cleared the smoking area before they came in fear of someone spreading word or pictures to the media. The prince couldn’t understand why his heart is pounding inside his chest; there’s nothing special about this girl, Bella. He couldn’t understand why his eyes kept on straying towards her and he couldn’t grasp why he feels so disappointed that she’s not showing any interest towards him. Or he knew why but he’s just denying it.

Bella, on the other hand, feels so nervous that her heart is practically jumping out of her chest. However, she keeps it in check. Studying medicine for eight years taught her to remain calm even when she’s scared as hell- and, well, she realized that in an Operating Room, if a patient sees a tense doctor then the patient would think that he is on incapable hands. Confidence. Every doctor should have confidence even on the way they stand.

“So, tell me about yourself.” Harry said suddenly and Bella took a quick glance at him. “I mean, you obviously know a lot about me.” He continued, taking a stick of cigarette from his packet and lighting it up.

A slight smile formed on her lips, “I just recently became an OB/Gyne. I just passed my portfolio in University of Oxford.” She said and Harry found himself drowning in her voice. He felt so relaxed just watching her talk. “I want to go to third world countries and help women have a healthy pregnancy and safe birth because.. because most birth death rates comes from those countries.”

A woman with brains and vision. Harry’s mind ran like a mile. His family would love her. “You should go to Africa with me one time.” He suddenly blurted out and Bella gave him a funny look. “I mean, you know. I..” he started fumbling with his words- her eyes paralyzing his tongue.

Bella shook her head, taking a sip off her mojito- the tequila burning on her throat. She bit her bottom lip for mere seconds before saying, “I would actually love to do that.”

They both remained silent for a few minutes, Harry lighting up a new cigarette. He couldn’t make a move on her. It’s not because of Meghan, no, she doesn’t cross his mind as of the moment but it’s because she’s too.. pure. When he was looking at her from afar with his friends, he thought that she would be easy and that she’s average but the longer he sat beside her, he’s starting to realize how wrong first impressions can be.

“I should go..” Bella suddenly said remembering her two friends who are probably thinking that she bailed by now. She stood up from her seat and turned around, offering her hand to Prince Harry, “It’s nice meeting you.” She said smiling.

Harry stared at her hands, his mind running with thoughts of how it would feel like to actually touch her and he didn’t realize that she had already pulled her hand back towards her with an embarrassed look on her face. “It’s nice meeting you too.” He said and she just nodded and went out the room.

Rejected. His mind taunted him and he ignored it- his subconscious busy on thinking of Bella’s face over and over again. Slowly, he made his way back to the booth where his friends are and after them pointing out the obvious that a certain woman went out of the smoking room seemingly unscathed, Harry proceeded into grabbing a shot of whiskey from the waiter serving them and drinking it. You forgot to take her number. His mind said but he knew that he’ll find a way to know who Bella is.

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Chapter 24: Keeping in touch

When Carol woke up the next day she felt Harry’s body close to hers. He was snoring lightly and was peacefully asleep. He was embracing her body and she was so comfortable in his arms that she didn’t try to move out of his hold. Her face was nuzzled against his chest and she could feel his heart beating. Their legs were intertwined and she smiled. She was scared, of course, but she couldn’t deny that she loved being this close to him. She loved how safe he made her feel and how he’d always be there to calm down her fears and worries. She traced patterns on his chest with her fingers and snuggled close to him. She noticed he had woken up when he kissed her temple and grumbled something under his breath. She looked up and he had a grumpy face that soon became a smirk and then a huge grin when he saw her smiling at him. He caressed her face with his thumb and she closed her eyes to feel it.

“Good morning, darling.” he said softly.

“Morning” she answered opening her eyes again.

“Last day, huh” he said “Are you going to miss me?”

“You know I will...” she answered.

“That’s good. Because I’m gonna miss you a lot.” he said and cupped her face and pecked her lips a couple of times before really kissing her. She ran her nails on his back and nape slowly. It was a tender and sweet kiss.

“Have a shower with me?” he whispered through her lips after they parted the kiss.

“Isn’t it too intimate?” she asked furrowing her brow.

“Well… maybe. But it’s our last day. And we both know where we stand.” he stated.

She only nodded and he got up. He helped her out of the bed and hugged her from behind and made their way to the bathroom. He kissed her neck and tickled her a bit. They got inside the shower stall and he turned on the water. She was the first to go under it and closed her eyes feeling the warm water relax her body. He only watched her.

“Aren’t you joining me?” she opened her eyes and noticed he was gawking at her.

He came closer and grabbed the soap and started to run it on her body. They stared at each other while Harry gave her a bath. She did the same with him after she rinsed it and couldn’t help to see he was hard again. She truly considered not having sex with him anymore. They were friends and they were going to stay just friends. But she couldn’t help but want the amazing feeling he gave her all the times they had sex. So she just took extra care of his member while giving him a shower. He groaned softly when her hands wrapped around it and started moving up and down. He bit her lip and made her turn around. They lost themselves in each other for half of the morning.

(…)

Carol went back to her room at noon. She organized her things and checked twice to see if she wasn’t forgetting anything. She dressed in comfortable clothes and waited for her friends to be ready to go.

“I think you should give it a shot.” Lara whispered in her ear when they hugged and were saying their goodbyes.

“What are you talking about?” Carol asked her friend.

“You know what I’m taking about. You and Harry. You’d make a great couple. You guys bring the best in each other.” she answered.

“I don’t think so.”

“So you two, just friends?” she asked.

“Yeah. it’s better this way. I gotta live in the real world, Lara. But thanks.” she said.

“I’m rooting for you though.” she smiled.

Carol bid goodbye to Skippy, who hugged her a lot of times, Arthur, Alessandra and Bill. They all left she and Harry alone in the room to say their goodbyes. They kissed one, two, three times. They hugged and she cried. They were saying goodbye for this amazing trip, for this calmness, for this togetherness and for the amazing moments they shared. But they’d remain friends. That mattered the most for them.

“You take good care, ok?” she said fussing over him and adjusting his shirt. “Don’t stay up late and stop bothering your brother.”

“Ok, mom.” he joked.

They stared at each other and she smiled through her tears.

“I’m going to really miss you, Henry.” she said.

“Me too. But it’s not like we’re not going to talk everyday anyway.” he smiled. “But please, don’t go after that jerk again.”

“Even if I wanted, which I don’t, I couldn’t.” she answered him.

“Why not?”

“I can’t ever settle for less than what you gave me on this trip, Henry.” she said simply and shrugged.

“But I didn’t gave you too much.” he was confused.

“Exactly my point. Everything you effortlessly gave me made me feel so respected and honored that I won’t ever settle for less.”

“That’s good to know.” he smiled.

“Goodbye, Harry.” she said when she heard her taxi honking on the street.

“Goodbye, darling.” he said kissing her knuckles and palm before pecking her lips again.

She turned away and grabbed her luggage. She walked without looking back because she didn’t know if she would keep going if she did. The driver helped her with her bag and she could see her friends waving to her. She waved back and put on her sunglasses. She was about to cry and didn’t want them to see her like this. She didn’t want Harry to see her like this.

Harry had a sullen face and a sour mood ever since she left. And it didn’t go unnoticed by his friends and his bodyguard.

(…)

“PRINCE HARRY ALREADY MOVED ON FROM MEGHAN MARKLE.”

“PRINCE HARRY VACATIONING WITH NEW GIRLFRIEND.”

“PRINCE HARRY SPOTTED AT RIO DE JANEIRO WITH A BEAUTY.”

He groaned annoyed and looked at Edward when he saw the headlines. He was furious and angry and he wanted to punch every single person that published and printed it. He had already received calls from his father, brother and grandmother. All of them asked for him to explain himself and he wasn’t in the mood to talk to any of them right now. He didn’t really have to talk to them. He had to talk to her. He didn’t know if she already saw the photos, but he wanted to say he was sorry.

He looked at the pictures again. They were leaving the beach the day they went to see the sunset at Arpoador. Her face, thank heavens, didn’t show in none of the pictures. They all were taken from a long distance and were blurry. But one could simply pinpoint him and Bill. And could see they were holding hands. He was thankful that his arm covered her face, but for anyone who knew who Carol was, it was obvious and pretty easy to spot her. He was afraid someone who didn’t like her would sell her infos to the best payer. That would devastate her, because being linked to him was what she avoided the most ever since they met. He tried to call her three times before she picked up.

“Already saw it, Henry.” she answered the phone. She was at work, it was her first day back and it had been two weeks after their trip. She was sad. She was mad and scared. She didn’t think she had many enemies, but some people would rather make an easy money and sell her to the press. She didn’t want to lose her privacy. She wanted to come and go as she pleased. She didn’t want to be followed or having to mind what she said. She didn’t want the constant fear that every single word she said would end up on tomorrow’s headlines.

“I’m so sorry, Carol...” he started running his hands through his messy hair.

“It’s alright. I mean… it’s not alright. But we knew it was about to happen. And thankfully that’s a shitty picture and my face isn’t showing on them.” she said while printing files for her boss. She was balancing her phone on her shoulder.

“I’m still very sorry.” he answered. “Edward’s trying to take them out of circulation.”

“I doubt he’ll be successful… because the pictures are everywhere I look here in Brazil.” she said. “They’re even doing guessing games to discover who the girl is.” she sneered.

“I’m gonna do everything I can to be able to distract them from you...” he said. ”But do you think someone that knows you could sell the info to the press?”

“Some people, yes. But they don’t usually read tabloids.” she said after finishing her task and separating it on folders.

“That’s a relief, then.” he said.

“Yeah… but Harry, I’ve gotta go. Have a meeting in 10 and I didn’t even finish what I needed to.”

“I’m gonna call you later. Take care, ok?”

“Sure. But can I ask you something?”

“Anything, darling.” he jumped right in and answered without hesitance.

“Do try to keep me hidden. My life is difficult as it is already.” she had a grief in her voice that broke his heart and fueled his anger. That was completely unfair to her to have to go through this shit.

“I’ll do my very fucking best to.”

“That’s great. Talk to you later.” she finished the call and got back to work.

Carol’s phone buzzed all day. She received texts from her mother, Flavio, Hailey and Julia. All of them saying they were feeling betrayed that she didn’t tell them she and Harry were dating. Her mom went way above her senses when she asked Carol if they were already girlfriend-boyfriend and if she could call him her son. Carol rolled her eyes and only explained that she’d talk to her later.

She also got texts from Lara, Skippy, Arthur and Alessandra. They were a mix of “I told you so”, “I knew it” and “Why didn’t you guys tell us?”. Carol couldn’t help but feel like she had betrayed her friends’ trust, but at the same time, she didn’t really have anything to tell them. She and Harry had hooked up on a trip. And it was great. But it was over and they were back to their normal friendship path.

Some people she hadn’t talked since his party also texted her. Some asked if that was really her and others just sent exclamation points. She was getting upset because of the situation. All because a fucking photo.

At night, when she was home and alone, she checked her social media and something in her mind told her to erase all compromising photos and block view from most of her things. She closed her instagram account, which was needed because now Harry and his friends followed her. And on her facebook the only things people outside her network could see was her profile picture and her name. She untagged herself from her friend’s photos and blocked the option for other people to see who she was friends with.

The thing that surprised her the most was that the fandom was on fire. Lots and lots of manips and posts with those photos, lots of people speculating about them. A couple of girls were trying to identify the woman in the photos and the other half were being their nasty self and talking shit of someone they didn’t even know just because she was next to Harry. She rolled her eyes and logged out. She was on a thin line and afraid of being discovered.

She woke up everyday thinking this was it. But days and weeks had came and gone and no one discovered who the brunette was.

And she was thankful for that.

(…)

One of the things that became an habit of them was their Friday night Skype chats. They’d have a glass of wine, a comfortable place and they’d talk for hours and hours. Harry always made her laugh and the internet was helping them to remain close and connected. They knew what was happening in each others lives and they shared secrets and good moments.

“You’re so grumpy tonight, Henry.” Carol said looking at him through the camera. He was laying on his bed and his laptop was resting on his stomach.

“I’m in desperate need of a shag.” he said grumbling.

She laughed and he got annoyed by her attitude.

“Go wank one off, then.” she answered.

“Care to help me?” he wiggled his eyebrows a couple of times and she laughed even more.

“Are you crazy?” she said mid laugh.

“Of course not. I’d enjoy it even more if you helped me a little bit.”

“We’re not doing this Henry.”

“Why not?” he shrugged.

“Because it’s gross and weird and… unnatural.”

“Everything is a matter of getting used to it.” he answered. “I can help you through it. It’s been a while since you had sex too.”

“Why are you so sure of it?” she implied.

“Because I know you more than you think I do.” he smirked.

She blushed and he spent a whole hour convincing her to simply show her body to him. She was reluctant but give in. She got up to make sure her door was locked and she positioned her laptop the way he guided her, on her bed and with it’s screen slightly turned down so in this way she could move freely and he’d still be able to see her without having to adjust it all the time. She couldn’t deny that she was eager to have sex again, but she couldn’t convince her body to forget the touch of Harry. She couldn’t get herself to find an one night stand. She had never masturbated in front of someone and he was giving her a whole new experience. He asked her to undress and hissed when he saw the body he missed more each day. She was wearing a nightgown and panties, and she took it off slowly and shyly. He instructed her where to touch, how to touch and a once nervous Carolina became a confident woman touching her body and giving pleasure to herself. Harry watched and listened to her sounds and moans and his hand was wrapped around his groin and moving slowly. She was also turned on watching him, because she remembered how good that part of his body made her feel. He enjoyed seeing her amazing body and the way she knew how to give pleasure to herself. They dirty-talked, they role played until they both came together. She bit her lip and he wished he was the one doing that. She was embarrassed when they finished but the only thing he said was:

“Don’t you dare to be embarrassed by it. It was fucking amazing.” he said after he cleaned himself and came back to his bed. She had dressed her night gown again and still had that after-bliss expression on her face. “We’re doing this again for sure.”

A/N: Another short and filler chapter for us today. But I kinda like this one. One of the girls asked me how I’d make them connected even when they’re living in different countries. Well... through technology. They text, the video chat, they call, they send emails... Pretty much like us.

Next chapter is Carol’s graduation day!!

(And yes, we’re getting closer to her moving to England.)

See ya next week.

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National Enquirer, January 18

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Cover: Bill and Hillary Clinton

Page 2: Katie Holmes’ friends are warning her to wise up about her hot-tempered beau Emilio Vitolo Jr. after he went on a profanity-laced rant -- Emilio’s been in an edgy mood over his family New York City restaurant losing money while they’re forced to stay closed because of the pandemic and he’s definitely let his nice guy mask slip and it’s affecting their relationship and everything was all peaches and cream before but now it’s strained and difficult at times -- Emilio showed his ugly side when he raged against New York Governor Andrew Cuomo for shutting down indoor dining on his Instagram Stories

Page 3: Tom Cruise’s chemistry with his latest Mission: Impossible co-star Hayley Atwell has spilled over to real life but it’s no surprise because the British beauty is the mirror image of Tom’s ex-wife Katie Holmes and Tom deliberately hunted down a Katie clone to be his on-screen leading lady and Hayley is everything Tom is looking for in a partner and more -- physically Katie was Tom’s definition of total perfection which is brunette with an athletic build and he’s been quietly looking for a girlfriend for some time who had the features he loves which is brown hair and a squarish jaw and hazel eyes

Page 4: Stressed-out and scandal-scarred Ellen DeGeneres in binge eating her way toward an early grave and Ellen is burying her sorrows by bingeing on junk food and milkshakes -- she’s packed on 30 pounds in 30 days after Kelly Clarkson beat her in the ratings for the third week in a row -- Ellen is convinced the world has turned on her and hides in her dressing room and locks herself in her bedroom and eats until she can barely breathe and it’s the only thing that gives her any comfort these days and the results speak for themselves because she’s bursting out of her clothes

* Radio shock jock Howard Stern has blasted back at former staffers who painted him a cheap and petty monster -- the King of All Media said at the end of night he sleeps fine

Page 5: Concerned mom Andie MacDowell is fearing for the safety of her starlet daughter Margaret Qualley after she was caught canoodling with accused abuser Shia LaBeouf -- no one can understand why she’d be with this guy after he’s been accused of such horrible things and Andie is beside herself with worry and she fears Shia may have staged his PDA with her daughter to polish his tarnished image

Page 6: TV couple Chip and Joanna Gaines have prepped for the reboot of their wildly popular Fixer Upper reality show by undergoing extensive renovations on their looks and they spared no excuse in getting personal makeovers for the show’s return -- they are splurging on trainers, stylists, new clothes, designer makeup, at-home spa days and pricey hairstyling plus other indulgences

Page 7: Blake Shelton and Gwen Stefani have called of their spring wedding plans after they were caught on camera in a vicious street fight -- they’ve been fighting about everything since they got engaged and all that tension finally exploded in a brutal screaming match -- the ruckus erupted over groomzilla Blake’s feeling that Gwen has given him little support after he’d spent endless hours and millions of dollars planning their over-the-top nuptials and after all his plans Gwen suggested they simply elope and Blake blew his stack -- Blake was already bristling because Gwen seemed more focused on jump-starting her career than their wedding plans

* Jennifer Lopez recently confessed she and retired slugger Alex Rodriguez are mulling never getting married after benching their wedding plans amid the coronavirus crisis and she’s been spotted without her engagement ring

Page 8: Barbra Streisand and James Brolin have bounced back from the brink of a $400 million divorce and now they’re even talking about making a movie together with Babs feeding him directing tips -- they’ve had their ups and downs but they’re getting a second wind and believe doing a project together will give their relationship the kick-start it needs -- James has seen his career revitalized with his role in the sitcom Life in Pieces and directing several TV movies and his recent success is pretty exciting to both of them -- James’ dream is to direct a big-budget feature starring his son Josh Brolin and Barbra wants to help him realize that goal

* Barely a year after leaving Britain broke and beaten Meghan Markle has regained her Markle Sparkle with Hollywood flooding the former D-list actress with movie scripts and big-bucks deals -- the wife of Prince Harry is savoring her triumph as Hollywood’s newly crowned queen and thumbing her nose at the royals -- since leaving the cable TV drama Suits Meghan has missed acting and now she’s looking for the right big-screen project to relaunch her career

Page 9: Sex and the City is on track for a reboot only this time without black-sheep cast member Kim Cattrall -- Sarah Jessica Parker, Cynthia Nixon and Kristin Davis are all reuniting for what Sarah has called a revisit of the hit series -- Kim who has had widely publicized spats with series star and producer Sarah over the years has complained about the fan backlash she received for bowing out of a third Sex and the City movie follow-up

Page 10: Hot Shots -- Tiger Woods hit the links at a Florida tournament with son Charlie, John Legend and Chrissy Teigen walked hand-in-hand during a hike with pals in St. Barts, Pete Davidson took a stab at knitting, Paris Hilton with white roses

Page 11: Bill Cosby is refusing to shower with his fellow prisoners because an outbreak of COVID-19 in the SCI Phoenix prison has caused the fallen funnyman to steer clear of the showers

* Martha Stewart turns 80 in 2021 but the scrappy senior’s been working her farm like an energetic 20-year-old -- the domestic diva has been riding out the pandemic at her 153-acre farm in Upstate New York but she’s doing anything but taking it easy as she’s up early milking cows, shoveling snow and even chopping wood for the fireplace and she hasn’t ignored her Martha Stewart Living lifestyle empire

Page 12: Straight Shuter -- Ryan Seacrest personally tapped Billy Porter as his co-host on Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve because Ryan is Billy’s biggest fan

* Kanye West and televangelist Joel Osteen have parted ways -- Joel loves the spotlight as much as Kanye but he wasn’t prepared for the backlash after they were criticized for their walking-on-water stunt and that was when things started to sour

* The Kardashians’ new show on Hulu promises to spark even more controversy as it will show a much more X-rated version of the family

* New Bachelor Matt James gets in a round of golf near his home in Jupiter, Florida (picture)

Page 13: Michael Douglas was over the moon after becoming a grandfather again at 76 and has big plans for the Douglas family dynasty -- reformed bad-boy Cameron Douglas and longtime partner Viviane Thibes welcomed son Ryder nearly three years after their daughter Lua -- making him a grandfather again is the greatest gift Cameron could have given his poor old dad and Michael hopes he loves to be 103 like his dad Kirk Douglas so he can watch Lua and Ryder grow up

* Reba McEntire’s new beau Rex Linn is a junk food junkie and she’s worried he’s digging his own grave with a knife and fork -- Reba loves Rex and he’s the sweetest guy in the universe but it’s just troubling the way he eats everything in sight -- Reba’s worried he’ll be six feet under if he doesn’t change his ways soon and she’s desperate for him to lose 25 pounds and she’s determined to put him on a sensible mostly vegetarian diet but Rex keeps sneaking chips and sweets when he thinks she’s not looking

Page 15: Four years into their brutal divorce battle Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are entering into a new custody battle this time for their pets -- the fractured couple’s clash over their five youngest children remains at a standstill as Angie refuses to budge on her demand for full custody -- while Brad continues to battle for shared custody of the kids he’s now making moves to ensure he has equal time with their critters as well -- Angie’s house is full of animals many of which Brad helped choose and raise and while he doesn’t want full-term custody of them he’d like to at least have them accompany the kids when they visit because Brad has noticed the children miss their pets when they’re with him and he wants to rectify that and he thinks they’ll want their visits to be longer if they have their pets with them

Page 16: Scandal-tarred Prince Andrew faces a shocking new investigation into how he lives like a billionaire despite being cut off from British taxpayer funds -- the disgraced playboy stripped of royal duties in 2019 over his involvement in the Jeffrey Epstein sex scandal has no steady stream in income to explain his lavish lifestyle of private jets and ski chalets and luxury cars -- but Randy Andy has apparently been secretly trading on his blue-blood roots to sponge off Arab princes and score lucrative deals with shady tycoons and cash-rich international oligarchs like Qatar’s Minister of Economy and Trade Sheikh Mohammed Bin Ahmed Althani and Secretary General Issa Abu Issa -- a probe of his financial dealings could see Andrew further shamed and banished from the royals forever

Page 19: Taylor Swift’s heady brew of mysticism in her new album Evermore has fans wondering is Tay Tay a witch -- in a music video for her song Willow she pursues a magical glowing thread through an enchanted forest and joins in with a witchy circle of cloaked revelers -- Wiccans are rushing to embrace her but others are wondering whether Taylor’s interest in witchcraft is merely to boost sales

Page 22: Devastated Lisa Marie Presley struggled through Christmas as the heartbroken mom is still coming to terms with the suicide of her only son Benjamin Keough -- her holiday was somber after she wasn’t included in her mom Priscilla Presley’s holiday plans -- Lisa Marie arranged to spend one night at Graceland to be with Ben at his final resting place

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Page 34: Kat Von D has made herself at home in a haunted house -- she left L.A. with her husband Leafar Seyer to give their son a more normal environment and instead they wound up in a seven-bedroom Victorian mansion in rural Vevay, Indiana that has 13 fireplaces and a local reputation as a retreat for ghosts

Page 36: Grateful Dead fans have been dying violent and mysterious deaths for decades sparking fears the hippie band’s superfans are being targeted by a bloodthirsty serial killer

Page 38: John Mulaney chatted up young girls on sex sites and sent nude selfies that suggested he was doing cocaine before checking into rehab -- the married star decided to get help after girls who partied with him online threatened to expose how he’d broken his 15 years of sobriety

Page 40: Garth Brooks confessed his life in lockdown with wife Trisha Yearwood hasn’t been in perfect harmony because he’s driving her bonkers with his nonstop whistling

* Hollywood Hookups -- Joe Giudice showed off his new squeeze who is a lawyer, Tyler Perry and Gelila Bekele split, Ariana Grande and Dalton Gomez engaged

Page 42: Red Carpet -- Duchess Kate Middleton in 2020

Page 45: Spot the Differences -- Tichina Arnold and Beth Behrs on the sitcom The Neighborhood

Page 47: Odd List -- two months after hoofing it from a New Jersey slaughterhouse a runaway goat was captured and given a new lease on life according to the animal rescue that snagged the fleet-footed critter, a Texas man helped his boss turn the page on an old debt by settling his 48-year-old library fine as a joke

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