#Jim Lindsey

[neweramuseum]

NEM CLOUDS 126 - James Clarke selection

FEATURED WORKS BY: Philomena Brady, Kristina Weston, Jale Yuce, Adrienne Parks, Jim Lindsey, Leon Williams, Tim Creamer and Dorothy Green Alcorn.

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Martha Stoddard at Omaha World-Herald:

LINCOLN — Nebraska appears unlikely to adopt a winner-take-all model of awarding Electoral College votes, despite renewed pressure from prominent Republicans, according to a key state senator. That pressure included a visit to the state by U.S. Sen. Lindsey Graham and a letter supporting the change signed by all five members of Nebraska's congressional delegation Wednesday. 

The South Carolina Republican met with Gov. Jim Pillen and several Republican state senators to call for Nebraska to ditch its system of awarding three of its five electoral votes based on the winner in each of the three congressional districts. State Sen. Loren Lippincott of Central City said Graham gave an impassioned speech about the potential consequences of Nebraska's current system, namely the possibility that the state could provide the vote needed for a Democratic victory in the presidential race.  [...]

The letter from the congressional delegation, all of whom are Republican, did not change any minds either, he said. The letter was sent to Gov. Jim Pillen and Speaker of the Legislature John Arch of La Vista. It said Nebraska should join 48 other states in using the winner-take-all allocation system, arguing that the state should speak with a united voice in presidential elections. [...]

"At this time, I have not yet received the concrete and public indication that 33 senators would vote for WTA (winner-take-all)," he said. "If that changes, I will enthusiastically call a special session.”

Any changes would have to occur before the Nov. 5 election, according to the Secretary of State's Office. Federal law prohibits any changes in law affecting an election after it occurs.  Nebraska and Maine are the only states that allow their electoral votes to be split. In every other state, all electoral votes are awarded based on the statewide winner. Nebraska has divided its electoral votes twice, leading some to dub Omaha the "Blue Dot" on the electoral map. The first time was in 2008, when the Omaha-area 2nd District's electoral vote went to Democrat Barack Obama and the rest of the state's went to Republican John McCain.

In 2020, the 2nd District vote went to Joe Biden, the Democratic candidate who went on to win the national election, and the others to Donald Trump, the GOP candidate.

Republicans in Nebraska are seeking to rig the Electoral College by changing Nebraska back to winner-take-all like the other 48 states and by weakening Omaha’s voice in the process. As of now, they are set to be short in their quest to upend election rules.

See Also:

HuffPost: In Late Push To Help Trump, Nebraska GOP Might Take An Electoral Vote Away From Kamala Harris

[damienkarras73]

Chilling this Friday evening and raising a glass to the greatest character James Cameron ever wrote.

That's right,

Dr. Lindsey Brigman.

[writingkitten]

Molina-Verse Spotify Playlists (2/?)

Boris Plots

Jim Bussey

Andres Galan

Big Boss

Harold Lindsey-Jones

Oswald Cobblepot

Jimmy Stiles

Stephen Arden

[chrism02]

Hello friend!

If I may request some fics…

- More Oswald

- More Robert Aldrich

- More Harding Hooten

- More Ricardo Morales

- More Otto Octavius

- More Harold Lindsey-Jones

- More Chandler Manning

All smut, all delicious, all ruining my knickers.

Pls thx heart eye emoji xoxoxoxo <3

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@belladonnaaura @wolfe171 @movieexpert1978 @yesalwayswelles

@jembug28 @iobsessoverfictionalmen @benedicttcumberbabe

@whateverthecostner @redlektor

@imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky

Tag for Oswald: @lovesick-on-the-loose

[catididnt]

I wish Nina had gotten to stand up for herself. We learned so much about how bad her relationship with Lindsey was, and at the same time Maggie is trying to hit on her and Aziraphale and Crowley are trying to arrange a romance between them. No one will just let Nina be, no one will be a friend she needs

Nina should have been the one to tell off the demons, not Maggie. (No one was controlling Maggie that we saw. She has no boss, no family pushing her around.)

If Lindsey came back on Monday, expecting apologies, would Nina tell her to get lost? Did Nina ever acknowledge it was a bad relationship? (Ms. Sandwich even confronts her on it, because she makes worse coffee) And Nina never confronts that

[imkeepinit]

[andyelson]

jim ross is like okay children i just wanted a good interview and here i am sitting here- listening to you two argue

[graphicpolicy]

Preview: World of Archie Digest #129

World of Archie Digest #129 preview. Two brand new stories! #comics #comicbooks

[bonniehooper]

SUPERNATURAL REWATCH, 2x01: “In My Time of Dying”

-I like that they pick up right where they left off at the end of season one.

-This poor man, the guilt he must feel at seeing his truck crashed into their car.

-Oh shit, I forgot they were airlifted to the hospital.

-God, the fear Dean must feel at realizing that he's on the brink of dying.

-I do like the flame intro for this season.

-I love how Dean is arguing with the doctor about whether or not he'll live.

-Wait, the last time Dean was dying he didn't want Sam to do anything to fix his fate, but this time he does? Why? Because John's there this time?

-That's crazy that Sam says the exact thing Dean said. I forgot about that.

-Sam, do you know your dad? Of course, he cares about where the colt is.

-That reveal that Dean's been in the room the whole time and he can tell that John's lying about not knowing what Yellow Eyes meant about Sam and the others like him is so good.

-The impala!! Not Baby!!

-Bobby!!

-Bobby, how dare you suggest getting rid of Baby.

-God, I wish this was real and that John could hear everything Dean is saying. That's the one thing I hate is that Dean never gets to get any of this off his chest to John. It's always to him talking to himself or when no one can see him.

-I wonder what it was like for Jensen and Jeffrey to act out this scene.

-Is that a reaper?

-Dude, how is no one hearing John and Sam's argument?

-God, even when Dean is a ghost, he's still trying to keep the peace between John and Sam.

-Dean: "Dude, I full-on Swayzed that mother."

-What is that thing? Is it a reaper or something else?

-Hi Tessa!

-Dean, don't you find it suspicious that Tessa is taking this so well?

-Dean, don't mock him for getting a Ouija board, okay? He's right that this is probably the best way for you two to talk to each other.

-I like that they show the Ouija board scene from Sam's point of view.

-Okay, but they've only encountered one reaper and it didn't look like this one, so how does Dean know it's a reaper?

-Of course, John lied to Sam and went to summon Yellow Eyes, even though he promised he'd wait until Dean was safe.

-Thanks, Sam, for conveniently holding John's journal open in a way that Dean could also read the Reaper entry.

-Oh, so Reaper's can make themselves look like anything.

-Wait, so that was her true form? Is that all Reaper's true forms and the last one they encountered just presented himself that way?

-This poor janitor having to be Yellow Eyes meat puppet for the rest of this season.

-I will admit though this actor does kill it as Yellow Eyes.

-Oh, this speech Sam's giving to Dean's body is breaking my heart.

-I'm sorry, Dean, but Tessa does not care about your fight. To her it's your time and she's here to collect you.

-Also, do Reaper's just not care about the balance of good and evil in the world? They just collect their souls and go about their lives?

-Wait, how long has John known the truth about Sam and the other children?

-How can demons possess reapers?

-That's the sucky thing that Dean doesn't remember anything about what happened with Tessa.

-I'm sorry, but John telling Sam that they shouldn't fight and then him apologizing to Dean, should have been a big red flag that something is wrong.

-I completely forgot that John apologized to Dean.

-It's still crazy to me that they decided to kill John off so early in the series.

-Wow and that's how they end the episode?

[neweramuseum]

NEM CLOUDS 114 - James Clarke selection.

FEATURED WORKS BY: Annebritt Makebakken, Jim Lindsey, Bob Limacher, Jale Yuce, Raul Diaz, Cathrine Halsør, Tim Creamer and Manuela Egle.

[rogloptimist]

HUNGER OF THE AUTOCANNIBAL

congrats to my favorite flesh eater’s third win! credits under cut

tadej pogacar and jonas vingegaard - stage 11 tour de france 2024 // hunger in my soul - paul eneche // tadej pogačar-- hungry for more! - road bike mag // tadej pogacar // hunger, freshness, faith: how tadej pogacar and uae emirates plan to raid the grand tour history books - Jim cotton // 'the hunger is still there'-- pogacar looks for more at amstel gold race - Barry Ryan // tadej Pogačar and jonas vingegaard // hunger for the flesh - Howard Jones // tour de France winner tadej pogacar is cycling's 'new cannibal' - by French press agency // tadej pogacar takes tour de France lead after dominant stage four victory - Ian Parker // fine young cannibal: has tadej pogacar won the tour? - Edward pickering // this is how you lose the time war - amal el-mohtar and max Gladstone // tdf stage 19 report: pogacar is all alone at the top joe Lindsey // one day in the life of Ivan denisovich - aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn // the cannibal - Kim s. // tadej pogacar - tour de france // tadej pogacar - tour de France // tadej Pogacar - strade bianche 2024 // what happens to the body and mind when starvation sets in? - Susan brink // tadej pogacar - stage 17 tour de France 2023 // the cyclist as cannibal - Richard poplak // tadej pogacar - post race interview, stage 17 tour de France 2023 // erysichthon - Ovid // the trouble with being born - emil m. cioran // tadej pogacar and jonas vingegaard - stage 20 tour de France 2024 // tadej pogacar - stage 17 tour de france 2023 // the prisoner's throne - holly black // tadej pogacar - stage 9 tour de France 2024 // do not eat your friends - Sarah bian // crane your neck - lady lamb // tadej pogacar and jonas vingegaard - tour de France 2024 // making sense of cycling's self-destruction - John bradley // tumblr user @inkskinned // torn - Kim karr // tadej pogacar - tour de France 2024 // the extreme - Katherine applegate // crane your neck - lady lamb // tadej pogacar tour de France //

[writingkitten]

Molina-verse HCs: What cryptid/ghost/legend would they be?

Ricardo: Baihu, or White Tiger; one of the Four Symbols of the Chinese constellations; sometimes called the White Tiger of the West; represents the west in terms of direction and the autumn season; as with the other three Symbols, there are seven astrological "Mansions" (positions of the Moon) within the White Tiger; location - China (the article wasn’t specific on regions or eras)

Doc Ock: Adaro; akin to mermen, they specifically have gills behind their ears, tail fins for feet, a horn like a shark’s dorsal fin, and a swordfish/sawfish-like spear growing out of their heads; believed to be the evil ghost of one who has died (Adaro is from the Arosi language, referring to the ‘evil soul’, which lives on as a ghost, whereas the Aunga refers to the ‘good soul’, which dies and moves on when the person dies), Adaro are said to kill fishermen by firing flying fish at them; location - Makira Island, The Solomon Islands (alt. Gegenees, six-armed giants)

Robert: Bödvar Bjarki, or ‘Warlike Little-Bear’; technically a human, but he has a fetch that is a monstrous bear, killed the king of Norway (Hring, who is technically his grandfather) and took his place, later visited his brother (who was an elk from the waist down) and was urged to drink the brother’s blood (which greatly increased his strength), went on to serve as an adviser to the king of Denmark, died in battle but not before he entered a trance-like state and had his fetch do heavy damage to the enemy’s army; location - Nordic countries, but especially Norway and Denmark

Harold: Vampire; undead humanoid with fangs, varies in style; a mythical creature that subsists by feeding on the vital essence (generally in the form of blood) of the living; undead creatures that often visited loved ones and caused mischief or deaths in the neighbourhoods which they inhabited while they were alive; wore shrouds and were often described as bloated and of ruddy or dark countenance, markedly different from today's gaunt, pale vampire which dates from the early 19th century; -there’s so much to this but it’s all really interesting look it up-, location - worldwide, primarily began in Eastern Europe

Harding: Caladrius; a snow-white bird; lives in the king's house; said to be able to take the sickness into itself and then fly away, dispersing the sickness and healing both itself and the sick person; location - Ancient Rome

Manuel: Incubus; a demon in male form in folklore that seeks to have sexual intercourse with sleeping women; the corresponding spirit in female form is called a succubus; The Late Latin word incubus ("a nightmare induced by a demon") is derived from Latin incubō ("nightmare, what lies down on one whilst one sleeps") and further from incubāre ("to lie upon, to hatch"). One of the earliest evident mentions of a demon sharing qualities to an incubus comes from Mesopotamia on the Sumerian King List, circa 2400 BC, where the hero Gilgamesh's father is listed as Lilu. Lilu is described as "disturbing" and "seducing" women in their sleep. The half-human offspring of such a union is sometimes referred to as a cambion. An incubus may pursue sexual relations with a woman to father a child, as in the legend of Merlin,[9] which was the first popular account of demonic parentage in Western Christian literature; location - international, especially is areas that practice Christianity.

Chandler: Barghest, or Barguest; a large black dog with fiery eyes, alt. invisible but accompanied by the sound of rattling chains; considered an omen of death; location - Northern England

Maxim: Lich; usually a form of “visually” undead, such as being zombified or as a skeleton; Lich is an archaic English word for "corpse"; creature is the result of a willful transformation, as a powerful wizard skilled in necromancy who seeks eternal life uses rare substances in a magical ritual to become undead. Unlike zombies, which are often depicted as mindless, liches are sapient revenants, retaining their previous intelligence and magical abilities. Liches are often depicted as holding power over lesser mindless undead soldiers and servants; Liches are sometimes depicted using a magical device called a phylactery to anchor their souls to the physical world so that if their body is destroyed they can rise again over and over, as long as the phylactery remains intact; location - since Liches are now more commonly seen in fiction than as a real-life urban legend, where they are varies, however I think it’s safe to say that the most popular original location for Liches was England

Big Boss: Jersey Devil; often described as a flying biped with hooves, but there are many variations. The common description is that of a bipedal kangaroo-like or wyvern-like creature with a horse- or goat-like head, leathery bat-like wings, horns, small arms with clawed hands, legs with cloven hooves, and a forked or pointed tail. It has been reported to move quickly and is often described as emitting a high-pitched "blood-curdling scream"; The Lenape people who originally inhabited the Pine Barrens believed the area was inhabited by a spirit called M'Sing, which sometimes took the form of a "deer-like creature with leathery wings." Then there’s the popular folklore: the Jersey Devil originated with a Pine Barrens resident named Jane Leeds, known as "Mother Leeds." The legend states that Mother Leeds had twelve children and, after finding she was pregnant for the thirteenth time, cursed the child in frustration, crying that the child would be the "devil." In 1735, Mother Leeds was in labor on a stormy night while her friends gathered around her. Born as a normal child, the thirteenth child changed to a creature with hooves, a goat's head, bat wings, and a forked tail. Growling and screaming, the child beat everyone with its tail before flying up the chimney and heading into the pines. In some versions of the tale, Mother Leeds was supposedly a witch and the child's father was the devil, himself. Some versions of the legend also state that there was a subsequent attempt by local clergymen to exorcise the creature from the Pine Barrens; location - Pine Barrens, New Jersey, USA

Hank: Skunk Ape; bipedal ape-like creature, similar to Bigfoot but with a distinct smell; known to raid food stores and stalk fishermen (and others probably); location - Florida, especially in and around the Everglades

Boris: Cat-sìth; resembles a large black cat, as big as an average-sized dog, with a white spot on its chest, typically depicted with its back arched; a fairy creature from Celtic mythology believed to haunt the Scottish Highlands, some believe that it’s not a fairy but actually a witch (they can only change into a cat nine times, the ninth change causing them to remain a cat forever, this is believed to be a possible origin of the “nine lives” thing), also believed to steal souls if they pass over a body before the burial (Late Wakes used as a means to keep the cat-sìth away, and no fires were lit near the body because the creature enjoys the warmth), on Samhain the creature would bless a house that left a saucer of milk out for it and curse a house that didn’t (mainly drying up the udders of cows so no dairy products could be produced), a specific cat-sìth known as Big Ears can be summoned to appear and grant the summoner any wish (the summoning, however, involves burning the bodies of cats over the course of four days and nights); location - Scotland

Arden: Mothman; humanoid, often described as “man-sized bird”; seen from November 15, 1966, to December 15, 1967 in Point Pleasant; the first newspaper report was published in the Point Pleasant Register, dated November 16, 1966, titled "Couples See Man-Sized Bird ... Creature ... Something"; there are many claims that there were paranormal events related to the sightings, and a connection to the collapse of the Silver Bridge; location - Point Pleasant, West Virginia

Dunlop: Dobhar-chú, aka Water Hound or King Otter; a large, otter-like aquatic mammal with a dark cross on its back, sometimes described as being half otter half dog, also has been described as half dog half fish; known to eat people, although the main legend goes that a woman was eaten, then her husband came and killed the creature only for its mate to rise out of the water and attack the husband… who then also killed that one; location - Ireland

Dick: Alovot; largely likened to a pheasant about the size of a chicken, with dark-brown plumage with lighter spots, has a small, comb-like crest (perhaps only in males), with short legs; a nocturnal creature, indicating that it is shy and cautious; feeds on rice, nests on stumps or logs, and its eggs are light brown and smaller than a hen’s; its primary habitat is dense forest; it takes flight with a heavy, low flight when surprised; location - Simeulue Island, Sumatra, Indonesia

Armand: Leshy; though he often has the appearance of a man, his eyebrows, eyelashes, and right ear are missing, his head is somewhat pointed, and he lacks a hat and belt. In his native forest the leshy is as tall as the trees, but, the moment he steps beyond, he shrinks to the size of grass; a sportive spirit who enjoys playing tricks on people, though when angered he can be treacherous. He is seldom seen, but his voice can be heard in the forest laughing, whistling, or singing; location - Slavic forests

Jim Bussey (ye ye I’m adding the other mortician baby): Ankou; appears as a man or skeleton in a black robe and a large hat that hides his face, welds a scythe, often seen on a cart or driving a black coach to collect the dead (accompanied by four black horses and two ghostly figures); either the first child of Adam and Eve, a cruel prince who lost a bet with Death, the king of death, or the first/last dead person of the year, often seen as a henchman of Death that protects cemeteries and collects lost souls; location - France, Wales, Cornwall

Andres: Chupacabra; depictions vary from reptilian-like to dog-like (for Andres I lean towards the dog-like version); vampiristic tendencies, specifically sucking the blood of goats and other livestock (‘chupar’ means ‘to suck’, ‘cabras’ means ‘goats’, so literally a ‘goat-sucker’); location - Mexico and Southwestern United States

Oswald: Fènghuáng; mythological bird, categorized (by Wikipedia) with phoenixes; found in Sinospheric mythology; reigns over all other birds; males were originally called fèng and the females huáng, but this distinction of gender is often no longer made and they are blurred into a single feminine entity so that the bird can be paired with the Chinese dragon, which is traditionally deemed male; a common depiction of fenghuang was of it attacking snakes with its talons and its wings spread; fenghuang is made up of the beak of a rooster, the face of a swallow, the forehead of a fowl, the neck of a snake, the breast of a goose, the back of a tortoise, the hindquarters of a stag and the tail of a fish; today, it is often described as a composite of many birds including the head of a golden pheasant, the body of a mandarin duck, the tail of a peacock, the legs of a crane, the mouth of a parrot, and the wings of a swallow; location - China

Edelweiss: Drop Bear; a massive koala; drop bears are described as unusually large and vicious marsupials that inhabit treetops and attack unsuspecting people (or other prey) that walk beneath them by dropping onto their heads from above; location - Australia

Diego: Duende; humanoid figure; comparable to dwarves, gnomes, or leprechauns; duende originated as a contraction of the phrase dueñ(o) de casa, effectively "master of the house", or perhaps derived from some similar mythical being of the Visigoth or Swabian culture given its comparable looks with the “Tomte” of the Swedish language conceptualized as a mischievous spirit inhabiting a dwelling; location - Mexico (variations seen across the world)

I took off Otto and Frank because this was already too long lol if y’all want I’ll do a part two!!

[girlylukehughes]

In Between

Luke Hughes x Reader

Word count: 4.3k

a/n: this is based on the song in between by gracie abrams!

Luke Hughes and Y/N “Birdie” L/N have hated each other since three months after they met. When Birdie joined Luke's class in fifth grade she wore pink glasses on her face and a tight braid in her brown hair. Her teeth adorned in blue braces she had gotten three weeks before, and Luke didn't notice a single thing. Well not until she ran straight into him with an open carton of chocolate milk in her hand, and it just so happened that Luke was wearing a white hoodie. After a ruined day and a ruined sweater Luke Hughes swore to hate Y/N L/N forever, what he didn't account for was her becoming best friends with his brother Jack. Jack and Birdie were attached by the hip within four months of her moving to town. Jack is the reason she has the name Birdie. The day Jack started calling her Birdie was probably the funniest day of his life and it was all thanks to Luke. Luke, Jack, and Quinn were in the midst of a prank war that had been lasting about three weeks. Luke thought it would be funny to recreate the glue and feathers prank from Home Alone, but instead of Jack walking through it Y/N did, and there and then Birdie was born.

During their freshman year if highschool Birdie and Luke got stuck as lab partners in biology, and oh boy was it a mess. Being forced to sit and work with each other the entire school year was not good for them. For the first semester every lab, experiment, and dissection ended in a heated argument between the pair. After the first semester they tried their hardest to put their hatred on the backburner for the sake of their grades, but that just lead the arguments to ensue at the Hughes house after school or during the car rides home.

When senior year came around Luke and Birdie had been successful in avoiding each other both in and outside of school. Jack and Birdie had started hanging out either at Birdie’s house or at the rink. The last time Luke saw Birdie before college was his graduation party. She had stopped by to drop off a simple present, a peace offering of sorts. She handed Luke a neatly wrapped box wishing him luck before walking out and to her car. Later that night when he was opening his gifts in the privacy of his bedroom he noticed Birdie’s was the last one left, with delicate hands he untied the silver ribbon holding the box shut to reveal a white hoodie. Even though Luke would never admit it there was a slight blush on his cheeks as the right corner of his lips quirked up into a half smile. Unfolding it a note fell out of one of the sleeves.

Dear Luke,

Consider this a peace offering so we can start this new chapter of our lives without any grudges being held and nothing to worry about from our pasts. Best wishes at umich, I've never said it but you're a superstar on the ice, continue to kill it.

From,

Birdie

Luke was stunned, but he kept that little piece of paper folded up and in a pocket in his wallet, and it's still there to this day.

When Luke was packing up his freshman dorm room to go home for the summer he stopped when he reached the picture frame that sat on the nightstand next to his bed. It was a picture from 8th grade when Birdie had tagged along for one of their family vacations, Ellen and Jim treating her like one of their own. In the picture Luke and Birdie got stuck next to each other while Jack and Quinn were on the opposite sides of them. Luke lets out a breathy chuckle as he looks at the picture. Birdie’s eyes are squinted shut behind her glasses with the biggest smile on her face as her arms are wrapped around Luke and Jack. Luke looks like this is the worst day of his life. His eyes squinted, not from a gleaming smile on his face, but from the harsh sun blaring in his face. His mouth is set in a straight line and his left arm is wrapped around Quinn while his right lays down the side of his own body. Looking at the picture he laughs at the memory, this was the year they spent on the beaches of Malibu. Birdie had never been to California before so when Ellen and Jim invited her to go along she was ecstatic, Luke on the other hand groaned and complained the entire time claiming he “can have fun” if she was there. Looking back on it he knows he was being dramatic, hell he doesn't even really hate her anymore, but he'll never admit it.

When Luke and his family arrived at the lake house that summer he was surprised that Birdie wasn't already there. When he asked Jack where she was you would have sworn Jack turned into the Cheshire Cat, a sly grin from ear to ear adorning his face. He had told Luke she'd be arriving tomorrow due to her last final being today. Luke gave him a weird look before walking up to his room and unpacking the months worth of clothes into the dresser and closet. Walking out of his room he stopped at the door right in front of his, Birdies room. The door was slightly cracked so he pushed it open to look into the room and the look of the room was just so her. The baby pink gingham comforter laid perfectly crisp across the bed, an assortment of stuffed animals she had won from the local fair they go to each summer laid neatly on the bed using the wall to rest on, the white lacy curtains that don't really do much but decorate, and next to the bed sat a vintage nightstand she had refurbished with Quinn two summers ago after they found a matching dresser and vanity at a garage sale. His eyes landed on the picture frame sitting on the nightstand, this picture wasn't one he remembered taking and he doesn't even think he's seen it before. It was another picture of the four of them, this time sophomore year of high school. Birdie had finally gotten her braces off and her white teeth were put on display once more, but this time instead of looking at the camera, she was looking at Luke. Her eyes trained on the side of his face while he stared forward at the camera, a dazzling look in her eyes and a slight blush on her cheeks. This time Luke had actually wrapped his arm around her, his hand planted on her hip. Before his brothers could catch him he placed the frame back in its spot and walked out of the room.

The next day Luke was the last one awake, as he padded down the stairs with messy hair, wearing only his plaid Michigan pajama pants he stopped when he saw a girl in his kitchen. Brown hair falling down her back until it reached the curve of her hips as she stood in front of the sink wearing a light green sundress. When she turned around Luke thought his heart was gonna beat straight out of his chest, because standing right in front of him was Birdie. Glasses no longer adorning her face and her hair no longer tightly pulled into a braid. He never realized how gorgeous the girl actually was. When her eyes met him she sent him a shy smile, trying(and failing) to keep her eyes off of his toned stomach, her cheeks heating up. “Hi Luke” she practically whispered. “Hi Birdie” he whispered back, morning voice on full display. Birdie felt her knees go weak. See while Luke hated Birdie, she always had a small crush on him. The moment between the two was broken when they heard someone clear their throat, Jack and Quinn standing at the back door watching the two with smug looks on their faces. “Boats ready for the day, Luke go get changed we have breakfast in the cooler.” Jack says and Luke just nods his head and walks back up the stairs. Tucking her hair behind her ears she continued filling the water bottles on the counter before grabbing her bag and walking out the door. Sitting on the dock she began contemplating how she was going to tell the boys she was transferring colleges. It wasn't that she hated the University of Illinois, she just didn't feel like they were her people. So when Michigan offered her a full ride scholarship and a photography internship, she couldn't pass it up, she just didn't want to step on Luke's toes. A hand in front of her face broke her out of thought. There was Luke, the sun shining around him basking him in the golden light, offering her a hand to help her up and onto the boat. Cautiously, she accepted it, blushing from her ears to her toes. A small thank you left her mouth as she disconnected their hands and walked up to the front of the boat. Placing her tote bag down on a seat she kicked her sandals off, she sat down with her back against the armrest and her knees tucked to her chest as she pulled a book out of her bag. As Quinn took off into the lake she rested her chin on her knees and looked out at the water. She loved Michigan in the summer, the way the sun bounced off the water during sunsets leaving the usually blue water an array of pinks and oranges. She loved the fact that she got to see the boys finally let the stress off their shoulders and have fun. What she loved most of all was the fact that she got to see Luke and they wouldn't argue. In seventh grade when Birdie first started going to the lake house, Jack and Quinn made the youngest two sign a contract saying they weren't allowed to fight or else they would be banned from the house the next summer. Lake house summers were the only time Birdie got a glimpse of who Luke really was behind the wall of hate he usually had built around him. She saw that he was a sweet boy that loved his brothers more than anything else, even hockey. Luke though, he never paid much attention to Birdie, blocking her out so he wouldn't start a fight. So he never noticed that by the end of that seventh grade summer, she was looking at him like he hung the stars in the sky. Jack and Quinn did though, giggling to themselves as they made a bet on when the two would finally get together.

Watching her from the back of the boat Luke sat eating a breakfast sandwich. When Jack plopped down next to him, he didn't even realize until his brother said something that made him snap his head to the side. “She's pretty isn't she?” Jack quietly said to the boy. “Yeah,” Luke whispered, “I never really realized it until this morning. She's gorgeous.” By the tone of his voice Jack knew this summer was gonna end for Luke the same was that seventh grade summer ended for Birdie, totally in love. Putting her book down as Quinn threw the anchor in the water, she pulled her sundress over her head, leaving her in a white bikini that had little yellow daisies all over it. Luke felt like there was a lump in his throat as she pulled her hair into a bun at the top of her head, small pieces falling out to frame her face. She rummaged through her bag for the sunblock before pulling it out and rubbing it into her skin. Jack and Quinn looked at each other knowing she was gonna ask someone to get her back and shoulders, they jumped into the lake leaving only Luke up on the boat to help her. She shyly walked up to him, playing with the pendant from the necklace she was wearing and quietly asked if he could help her. He choked out a yes before she turned around. When his fingers hit her skin it felt like the both of them had been electrocuted, fireworks bursting from his fingertips into her shoulder blades. It was Luke's turn to blush, he felt like he'd just gotten off a roller coaster, stomach doing backflips. When she gave him a soft thank you all he could do was nod his head as he watched her lay out on the boat seats, eyes shut lightly with a smile on her face.

That night the four of them were sat around the fire pit when Birdie finally spoke up. “I have some important news.” She rushed out. “What's up Bird, you can tell us anything.” Jack said, slightly worried. “I'm- um- I'm transferring from U of I.” Her voice is quiet, like she's awaiting judgement. “Where are you going?” The other three turn to Luke, who asked the question before he could stop his mouth. “Well, uh- UMich offered me a full ride and a photography internship with sports media, and I accepted. Being in Illinois just didn't feel right ya know? Like I didn't have any friends, I barely talked to my roomate, and watching hockey there sucked. Michigan is home and I felt like I could benefit from transferring here.” Her words rushed, finally admitting she was unhappy. “Well if you need someone to show you around when you get on campus, you have my number.” Luke said with a soft smile. Her eyes widening in shock before the said thank you and they changed the topic of conversation over to Jack and how he was doing with the devils.

Sure enough when Birdie showed up on campus she shot Luke a text asking if he knew where the library was, and the minute he opened the text he was stealing the keys to the moped and running out of the sophomore house. When he pulled up Birdie couldn't help but laugh at him, a 6 foot 2 boy sitting on a scooter was probably the funniest thing she'd seen in a while. Rolling his eyes he told her to hop on the back. He wasn't expecting her to wrap her arms around his waist, her hands resting on his toned stomach. A shiver ran up his spine and she brushed it off that he was just cold. As they drove around campus he was pointing out where everything was and the smile on Birdie's face was brighter than the sun. When they pulled up outside the library Birdie climbed off the back, “Thank you, I really appreciate this.” She said with a smile. “Anytime, I'm just a text away.” He smiled back. “Alright, well I have to get some books but I'll see you around.” And with that she walked up the steps into the library.

Two days later she felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest, she had been assigned to the hockey team's media team and it was her first day. She was worried about what Luke would think. Would she be in his way? Would he be mad? Trying to push her anxiety down she walked into Yost and headed to the media room. She was told she would get her camera and offically meet the team as they walked around the stadium giving her the tour. She luckily had her own skates, ones Jack got her for Christmas last year, so she was able to actually get on the ice today. Lacing her skates up she heard the team whizz by and onto the ice starting their warmup laps. When the coach had everyone huddle up they brought her out in the ice and Luke froze. “Alright listen up! This is Y/N, she's our new media intern. She just transferred here from Illinois so please make her feel welcome! Now introduce yourselves.” The team went around introducing themselves, some of them she could already name from following Luke on instagram and other she tried to remember as she crammed all the information into her brain. When they got to Luke, Dylan had to elbow him in the ribs so he would pay attention. “Hi Birdie.” He smiled at her and the rest of the team looked extremely confused. “Hi Luke.” She said with a grin. Luke's teammates stood silent until Ethan spoke up, “Do you two know each other?” That broke them out of their trance as Birdie answered, “Yeah we grew up together,” she softly smiled, “His brother is my best friend.” The boys all nodded taking in the information. “Why'd he call you Birdie I thought your name was Y/N?” A deep blush covered her as she covered her face with her hands while Luke let out a laugh. She looks up and scowls at him, “Tell them and I'll tell everyone what your mom found under your bed two summers ago.” Suddenly Luke stops laughing, “You wouldn't.” He scoffs. “Do not underestimate me Hughes you know full well that I will. Anyways! It's so nice to be here and I'm glad I got put with a sport I actually understand instead of one I don't.” She finishes with a smile. “Now that we are all acquainted, Y/N is going take some pictures during practice so be mindful of where you're skating, now move it!” The coach says. “Wait! You guys can call me Birdie, I haven't been called by my first name in like 10 years.” She says with a laugh. “Alright get into lines!” And with that she skated to the edge of the rink and pulled out her camera.

By the end of practice the boys were all gross and sweaty but her eyes were glued to Luke. He was talking to Ethan and had this huge smile on his face, she zoomed her camera in so she could see him clearly and snapped a picture. Little did she know they were talking about her.

When Ethan skated up to Luke he said something that made Luke blush from head to toe. “You like her don't you?” Ethan asked and that's when Luke got that big ole smile on his face. “Yeah she's great, something really changed over the summer. We had a really bad start when we were younger, I'm talking arguing constantly and I swore on everything I hated her. But then when I woke up on the second day of summer and she was standing in the kitchen at the lake house my heart just kinda stopped, and nothings been the same since.” He says with a soft smile. “Awwwww Lukey boys in loooovvveee.” Ethan says shaking the boys shoulders. “Yeah I guess I kind of am.” He whispers.

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jackhughes: I don't even wanna ask about the pasta.

jackhughes: also why is ethan tapped to the ceiling?

—birdsworld: we got bored and he was willing

edwards.73: picture four is me finding birdie at a party she said she wasn't going to

—birdsworld: luke said i could drive the moped if I went

_quinnhughes: @jackhughes you'll owe me $100 at new years

—jackhughes: no it's gonna be spring break

——birdsworld: what

———_quinnhughes: none of your business

lhughes06: when did you take that last picture?

—birdsworld: my first day!

——edwards.73: oh I'm gonna tell her

———lhughes06: do it and I'm taking your key to the moped.

————edwards.73: god damn it

trevorzegras: I feel replaced

—colecaufield: me too

——_alexturcotte: me three

———birdsworld: losers

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Mid October was when Birdie got asked out on a date by some guy from the football team. This was her first date ever, considering she usually had the Hughes brothers scaring off every guy she ever looked at. So she sat there in the local diner waiting for an hour and her date never showed. While she was walking home she called Luke. “Hey Birdie what's up I thought you were on a date?” He answered no more than two seconds after she hit the dial button. “Yeah,” she sniffled, “He uh, he didn't come. He stood me up.” Her voice soft and raspy. “Did I do something wrong Luke? Am I just not enough?” She was fully sobbing at this point. “Hey hey Birdie no, you're beautiful, and you're funny, and you're smarter than anyone I've ever seen. He doesn't deserve you.” He pauses for a minute before telling her to stay out and he'll come pick her up. When he arrives in a car instead of on the moped she knows he stole Nolan's keys and lets out a small laugh. When she gets in the car Luke doesn't drive her home, he drives her to sonic, where they eat dinner and talk about how their classes have been. Unexpectedly Luke parks when they get to her dorm hall, “I'll walk you in.” He says opening her door. “Ok thank you.” A smile finally pulled on her face. Their walk to her dorm is quiet before Birdie toes the line between them, pulling Luke in for a hug. He stiffens for a minute before he wraps his arms around her and she nuzzles her head into his chest. “Thank you.” She whispers. “Anytime. Sorry if this hug is really awkward. I'm still new at this us being friends thing, but I'm glad we are Birdie.” “Me too.” With that she's pulling away from the hug and opening her door. She pauses when she steps through the threshold before turning around and placing a kiss on Luke's cheek. “Goodnight Luke” she smiles. His face is the color of a tomato but with the biggest smile, “Goodnight Birdie.” Closing her door and pressing her back up to it she holds her hand to her heart, feeling it nearly beat out of her chest. Luke sat in Nolan's car for five minutes completely frozen before he drove back and walked into the house with the biggest smile on his face, the boys put two and two together on where he went in such a rush.

Two days later is when everything changed between Luke and Birdie for good, they were having their first argument in over a year. All because Birdie was talking to a guy at a party. “God I don't get why it's such a big deal Luke! You flirt with girls all the time! Why am I not allowed to flirt with guys!” She was screaming at him in the backyard of the party not caring that it was pouring rain. “You ain't get it do you! It's different!” Luke screamed back. “How is it different Luke? Huh? Tell me!” The next thing Luke said is what changed everything. “Because I'm in love with you Birdie! God I have been since this summer!” She freezes, her face falling, “What?” She whispers, her voice wavering. “I'm in love with you.” He reaches forward putting his hands on her cheeks, wiping the few tears that fell away. “It's ok if you don't feel the same i just had to—” Luke was shut up as Birdie grabbed his face and kissed him. It was slow at first, but as soon as Luke realized what was happening he grabbed her waist and brought her impossibly close, kissing her harder. When they finally broke apart Luke rested his forehead on hers and smiled. They sat there for a minute before Birdie spoke, “Luke Hughes I've been in love with you since seventh grade summer.” Luke's eyes widened. “You're lying,” he said with a gasp “there's no way I was a dick to you for like ten years!” Birdie just giggled, “Yeah but I got to see the real you during the summers, I learned who you really were when you weren't hating me.” Like just kissed her again, no longer a hungry kiss but one filled with love and passion. “Let's get inside?” “Yeah probably a good idea.” She giggled. As they turned around they see Ethan, Mark, Mackie, and Dylan standing at the glass door clapping enthusiastically, Ethan handing Mark and Mackie $20 each

When New Years came around, Luke and Birdie were officially together. Well only at school, not on social media and not to Luke's family. They thought it would be hilarious to fuck with Jack and Quinn.

Birdie and Luke were laughing their asses off before winding down and packing. They arrived at the house together receiving weird looks from all the guys. “What?” They asked at the same time. “I thought you guys were bringing people?” Jack asked both him and Quinn confused. Turcs and Cole caught it right away giggling to each other as a result of the three beers they already drank. “Hey Jack,” Birdie said, “you owe Quinn $100.” A sly smile on her and Luke's faces. Quinn and jack gasp, “NO FUCKING WAY!” and “I TOLD YOU!” being shouted at each other. “Wait what just happened I'm so confused.” Trevor says frowning and Jamie just face palms. “They're dating you idiot!” Turcs says to him receiving an “ohhhhhh” from Trevor.

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This is a completely bonkers meta post

What if the people who live and work on Whickber Street are the souls of those that Aziraphale and Crowley have met in their past? Nina and Maggie as Wee Morag and Elspeth? Mutt by the magician who died in 1941 because he was eaten by zombies. Did he leave someone behind?

Maggie: And you're quite right. It's not your job to sort out my doomed love life.

Except Aziraphale wants to make it happen because his actions in 1827 got Wee Morag killed. Maggie has a shop attached to Aziraphale's shop (he's the one who suggested Elspeth open a bookshop, but he owns a bookshop and needs someone to keep track of his records).

Nina owns a coffee shop. It is always busy and it's blue and green, just like the planet. Give Me Coffee or Give Me Death. Nina is in a terrible relationship though, with this mysterious Lindsey, finally manages to break free, and then all Hell breaks loose.

Maggie notices Nina. She falls in love with Nina. She finally finds the courage to introduce herself to Nina, gets alone time with Nina, only to find out Nina's in a relationship with an asshole.

What if they have the souls of Elspeth and Wee Morag? What if Maggie is Elspeth and this Ball he is throwing for Nina and Maggie is him trying to reunite the souls of Wee Morag and Elspeth? And also using that as an excuse to dance with Crowley.

What if Aziraphale and Crowley turned Whickber Street into a home for lost souls looking for a place to be happy?

It would make sense that Jim is drawn there because he is now a lost soul.

But Crowley lives on the outskirts because he's trying to guard the life he and Aziraphale carved out together. He isn't going to move into the bookshop because he is always on the lookout while Aziraphale handles things on Whickber Street. I think Aziraphale already believes that Crowley lives at the bookshop though because he gets plenty of use out of it too. He just doesn't sleep there. Or else he's telling Crowley that the bookshop is his home too and he would love for him to move in.

So at the end, Crowley has realized he's ready to live with Aziraphale, but Aziraphale is now the one who is moving out and watching the perimeter. The fight in the bookshop made him realize the danger was much worse than he initially thought. Demons didn't just invade the bookshop, they invaded the safe space that Aziraphale and Crowley had carved out for themselves and the shopkeepers of Whickber Street.

Aziraphale changed the shopkeepers and their families into clothes fit for a ball and had them dancing together while ensuring their protection from the outside. Maggie and Nina were the ones who stepped up to help him so he wouldn't have to fight alone. Nina stays because Maggie stays. Maggie stays because she cares about Aziraphale, and Aziraphale has been nothing but kind to her. They help him defend the formerly Naked Man Friend, Jim.

Maybe Whickber Street is the home of second chances.