DE AMORE EX TEMPORE by persephoneflouwers.
Explicit || 21 chapters, 101K words || status: Completed 🪽🤍
{poster by @ladychlo <3}
"Jump! For fuck's sake, Louis, jump!"
Louis looks down curiously at the ground and notices that the backpack is gone. The grass appears greener than it did before; a minute ago there were streetlights in front of him - why is there no light now? His brows furrow.
“Is there a blackout tonight?”
He starts coughing uncontrollably as if water has flooded his lungs. He brings his hands around his neck, feeling like he cannot talk nor scream for help – he can’t breathe.
“Louis, jump!”
And he can’t see, feel or hear anything, but trusts the voice. He jumps.
Then it’s just cold and dark.
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Or: the Middle Ages AU where Harry is a philosopher, whose thoughts happen five centuries too soon and Louis is a painter, whose art happens five centuries too late.
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Or: the Time Travel AU where alternate versions of themselves live simultaneously in different realities and their paths collide every time, until somehow, they converge into one.
READ IT NOW ON AO3.
Listen to the playlist here.
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PATHEMA PROTELEIA by persephoneflouwers
ABO, 53K, completed, mature 🥀🗡️⏳
A few years ago, Omega Prince Harry left his husband and mate Alpha Louis without any apparent reason. When enemies of the Royalty make an attempt on his life and threaten to hurt Omegas, Louis has to ask the Prince for help.
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A Greek tragedy AU (but with the happiest ending)
READ on AO3 - listen to the playlist here - pins collection here
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I haven’t posted anything in years, but since I’ve gotten into Star Wars a few months ago I’ve managed to put pencil to paper again! This is all to say:
Thank you @mandalorianbrainweasel for posting “beautiful without our war paint”, because I loved the way Alpha takes care of Fox from beginning to end!
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quick goofy doodle page because tangolin (pangolin tango: he may be a flare but he is a pangolin in my Heart) is in my head and he Will Not Leave-
fic that inspired this stupid little thing (please go read it, it's actually really good)
also it is In My Brain now that zed and sometimes impulse go out of their way to spook tango and make him go all roly-poly; like, he's also a bit small so they can grab him and carry him around, but the hermits sometimes make him roll up and just bowl him.
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There was a storm outside and the rain was pounding furiously on the windows of the mansion. Alfred was making hot tea in the kitchen, humming something under his breath, while they were playing Scrabble. Well, not really playing, rather Dick was trying to turn the table over because "who the hell uses onomatopoeia in their vocabulary?!" and Jason was openly mocking him because "you would know if you read something other than instruction for air freshener". Soon, the board game turned into a tongue-pointing competition and disguised middle finger pointing.
Bruce was smiling softly at their childish bickering, when suddenly realized that for the first time in many years he wasn't armed. Because he didn't want to be. Because there was no one to defend against.
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