#cisgirl au

[macisms]

in my mind there lives a suburbs au of mac and cisgirl!dennis where they are trapped in a toxic heterosexual marriage with each other. dennis makes youtube videos about her 20 step housewife morning routine and her paleo diet where she convinces her followers its feminist to not work a 9-5. mac comes home and they dont talk to each other over a bland loveless dinner. dennis cheats with the poolguy. mac also cheats with the poolguy. in this au barbara is still alive and dennis is constantly trying to prove to her mom that she is soooo superior to her gross ugly unmarried failed-actress of a twin sister. she invites her parents over for thanksgiving even though theyre divorced and hate each other and barbara brings her dog that tries to kill mac and frank brings his new best friend charlie (who was macs best friend before dennis forced them to stop hanging out) and dee crashes the event even though dennis didnt invite her and its an absolute disaster that ends with food on the walls and dennis and mac drinking themselves to death in separate corners of the house

#ask me to elaborate and i will #macdennis #iasip

[ikaishere]

Do you have pronouns decided for the modern au crew?

PRONOUNS CHECK EVERYBODY!!!! added sexual/romantic orientations too bcs idk where else could I dump it Wind - he/him, cisboy, unlabeled Warriors -he/him, trans ftm, biromantic asexual Sky - he/them, experiments with neos/xenos too! polyam pan Twilight - he/she/they, nonbinary? doesn't really use a label, bi Time - he/them, trans ftm, hetero Wild - all pronouns. all you can come up with, she will accept them. genderqueer, maybe, who knows, not them for sure LMAOO. omniromantic with a preference for men, greysexual Hyrule - he/them, a boy? maybe?, aroace Four - all pronouns, agender, unlabeled Legend - he/they/xe, genderfaun(please tell me if I got it wrong, but I think this is the genderfluidity but doesn't cross the woman-aligned territory), gay bonus - other people than links. ill probably update it with rest of the zeldas one day midna - she/her, cisgirl, bi sun - she/her, trans mtf, polyam pan as well!!! groose - he/him, cisboy, polyam pan, woohoo malon - she/her, cishet but so supportive of the kids shes the ally ever ravio - he/him, trans ftm, gay

#THANK YOU FOR THE ASK ACE #ika's modern au

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Michael/Luke (3) Masterlist

part one, part two

30,000 Feet in the Air (ao3) - antisocialhood E, 3k

Summary: Luke teases and Michael strikes back.

ain't it funny how the night moves? (ao3) - soulmatism E, 6k

Summary: Luke really shouldn’t still be thinking about the summer he spent hooking up with his best friend when he was nineteen.

Arcadia (ao3) - paperstorm michael/luke E, 100k

Summary: Crisp, thin air. The rough scrape of blades on ice. The jumbled, unintelligible echo of male voices, ringing off the rafters and bouncing through the empty seats. The familiar smell, sweaty equipment and rubber flooring and Zamboni fluid. Luke’s taken to closing his eyes sometimes, cutting off his primary sense, and just absorbing the noise and the scent and the feel of cool air on his cheeks. That way, regardless of where he is, an arena still feels like home. Or, an AU in which Luke is a small-town hockey superstar who gets drafted to the Montreal Canadiens, Ashton is the bubbly team Captain, Calum is a defenceman with a bad habit of settling on-ice conflicts with his fists, and Michael is the NHL’s first openly gay player.

Baby, Show Me What It’s Like (ao3) - FayeHunter E, 5k

Summary: Luke shouldn’t be trusted at parties. Luckily, he has Michael

Beg (ao3) - FayeHunter E, 3k

Summary: The first thing Michael hears when he opens the hotel door is a broken off desperate moan.

Or Michael and his boyfriend have a little fun

Cherry Bomb (ao3) - littleficlets (addictedkitten) E, 1k

Summary: Cisgirls!Luke and Michael, the first time Luke eats Michael out backstage after a show.

come alive and bring the thunder (ao3) - merlypops E, 36k

Summary: Prince Luke of the Faeries is forced to marry King Michael after a War between kingdoms threatens to tear their lives apart... and maybe Luke and Michael fall in love too. Maybe.

Complication In Your Heart (ao3) - DracosPubicHair E, 29k

Summary: Michael has killed over 10 people and has never been caught, and maybe Luke is just as crazy.

do you want me (dead?) (ao3) - cliffakitten M, 12k

Summary: Michael and Luke are flatmates who can't stand each other, so the two of them having to spend the Christmas break with just each other could only be a bad thing, right?

Eat Me (ao3) - notonguexwithbutt M, 14k

Summary: “Michael’s bottle green eyes are absolutely shining and Luke has to take a second to appreciate the beauty before him. Luke convinces himself it’s not weird to think things like that because it’s so obviously a fact. Michael is a beautiful boy, the prettiest Luke’s ever seen, and it makes Luke’s heart pound to think that he’s his best friend. How did he get so lucky?”

Michael is upset that none of his bandmates want to take him to a deserted island and eat him so Luke makes him feel better. In doing so, he discovers the feelings he has for his best friend are a little stronger than he ever intended.

Grind On Me (ao3) - flowercrownmikey T, 3k

Summary: Hotel Room Smut where Muke discover themselves.

Hearts Pounding (ao3) - notonguexwithbutt M, 7k

Summary: “Michael realizes he’s blatantly staring at his friend’s mouth so he finally tears his gaze away and returns it to Luke’s eyes. When they meet, Luke is staring right back at him and something in Michael’s stomach tightens and flips. He clenches his jaw, smart enough to know that that’s not a normal feeling to get for your best friend. That’s the feeling he got in high school when a girl he liked actually felt the same and kissed him after school one day.

It’s not a feeling he should have about his best friend.”

Luke feels sad in the middle of the night so he goes to Michael for comfort and decides to finally take a chance.

How He Moves (ao3) - thesoulsailor michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 30k

Summary: And Luke knew he was staring, he knew, but he couldn’t stop, couldn’t pry his eyes away. Because the feeling that spread through Luke's body when he looked at the strange boy was the same he strived for when he danced. The stranger was consummate.

or Luke lives for the ballet, Michael lives for the moment, Ashton is a dance prodigy and Calum will do pretty much anything to win his boyfriend back.

If Walls Could Talk (ao3) - orphan_account past michael/calum, michael/luke M, 23k

Summary: “Don’t even fucking say anything about me, Wave. You have no fucking idea why I left the team, and you have no clue how much I lost after it,” Luke says surging forward, eyes glowing bright white and causing the electricity in the room to crackle with his true emotions coming out.

or the Don't Stop AU where everything fell apart.

Kinky (ao3) - wastedheartmuke M, 43k

Summary: While moving into their new apartment, Luke finds a list of kinks Michael wants to try.

Seems like vanilla sex isn't enough for his boyfriend, but is Luke willing to try some kinky things?

Lily (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance E, 49k

Summary: Luke and Michael, they used to be boyfriends, lovers and each other’s world. Michael did not know whether those things really existed but he used to think Luke was his soulmate and that they completed each other; that was until Luke left without saying anything. After many years, Luke had decided to come back home but he did not come alone; he brought along a cute little girl, named Lily. When he suddenly came across Michael, the feelings that he had forgotten started to come back. Will he be able to ignore them? Or let his heart decide for him? Although many years passed, Michael had never really been able to be with anyone else because his heart has always beat for Luke. Meeting Luke again was like a second chance to save what had been lost; he wanted to get close to Luke. Will Luke allow him into his world again? Or was it just him and Lily?

No Chance (ao3) - iCheeseYou (EHkook) T, 72k

Summary: So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along.

she wears short skirts (ao3) - loafers michael/luke E, 3k

Summary: Probably is a bit of a joke, getting off with your unofficial arch nemesis.

Target Workers (ao3) - Muke_Niam michael/luke N/R, 1k

Summary: They all work at Target. Michael is a new worker who really likes Luke and goes to his new friend and co-worker for advice. Luke is another worker who likes Michael.

You Ain't No Friend Of Mine (ao3) - CliffordAffliction michael/luke E, 50k (WIP)

Summary: Luke hates Michael and Michael hates Luke ever since they started playing on rival teams but it turns out that they don't hate each other as much as everyone thinks

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #masterlists #muke #luke hemmings #michael clifford #muke masterlist

[nutstickler78]

ꨄ*: ･ﾟ. Introduction !!

I don‘t really use any name lolz so call me anything, preferably Nutstickler78 though 💞 The art used in my account all belongs to the official account of Needy Streamer Overload on X/Twitter!

I‘m a cisgirl and use she/her!

I‘m Mexican 🇲🇽 and German 🇩🇪!

I‘m 14 years old :]

Oh I really like; Needy Streamer Overload, Project Sekai, Honkai Impact 3rd, Genshin Impact 🤯, Honkai Star Rail, Obey Me, OMORI, Fundamental Paper Education, Ultrakill, Mad Father, Witches House, IB, Purgatory, Twisted Wonderland and many more I‘m not gonna list cuz it’d be too long then 💔 if you wanna know any other fandoms I may like feel free to ask in my in box :)

DNI: honestly the basic DNI (Pro/Com-shippers, peedoughphiles/l0l1 or sh0t4 cons) (censoring cuz I really don‘t know if those words are allowed here !)

I only write for PJSK rn. Might open to NSO or Omori some time.

I Write Character x Character, OC x Character and Character x Reader.

I can also write gore, AU, fluff and angst.

Each fandom I write for will most likely have slight variations in its rules for what I write, which is why I'll most likely give them all their own rules page. This is just a general thingie!

Inbox: 0/10

[missgoalie75]

Hi! I’m in love with your Gilmore Girls fics, and I was wondering if you could shed some insight into your writing process/how you write fics, such as the most recent one that was 100k+ in word count? Huge fan! Have a wonderful rest of your day!

Thank you so much! Glad to read how you enjoy them :)

Usually I’ll get an idea - either by coming up with one, one being suggested to me, etc. - and it’ll nag at me for a while, which typically involves pestering @marlahey with comments and questions and research until I inevitably realize I’m invested and need to write it out.

In the case with the Yale AU, I had a rough idea of how I wanted to start from the jump: Rory and Jess never meeting back in season 2, which helped with figuring out what that meant for the start of the story (Rory and Dean likely never break up without having Jess be a catalyst, how Jess while remaining in NYC managed to not only get through high school, but succeed enough to get a full ride to Yale). After that, and this is something I’ve done will all my AUs - Sense8, Cisgirl!Jess, Chilton, Yale - I’ll rewatch the seasons I need to in order to refresh my memory and also inspire me. Usually there's spite involved in some capacity, which I think is most evident in Yale AU in particular with changing Lane's trajectory.

I’ll form a sort of outline using canon events as a guide, write in order for a while until I inevitably skip ahead and write future scenes that I work to bridge them. Then it’s just about rereading, rewriting, and adding bits to flesh out the story. 

Then I send to @marlahey and apologize for my grammar and also, over the last few years, for the word count I dump on her.

#*asks #that's pretty much it - thanks for asking! #if you can imagine - cisgirl!jess was the toughest #as it involved rewatching s6 and s7 #gilmore girls/ #i hope you have a wonderful day as well!

[just-eyris-things]

[Redacted] told me to expose you all to my favourite stupid bullshit so...

Not really my favourite stupid bullshit but defo a stupid bullshit discourse!....actually it's just me blabbering here because I am too shy to spam my friends in DMs and discord servers....

Dying and coming back wrong. Gosh, I LOVE this trope. So much. Eyris did that, Airell did that, my Trahearne lives AU did that. And it's all Airell's fault. I love tormenting my sonboy (gender neutral) ok. Also fun fact Freya would be the only one to survive 1v1 with Balthy. Nia survived only because it was 2v1 (2 means her and Eyris)

Also this is a joke: brb im making Airell a cisgirl because the number of people who mistake him for such keeps growing at a worrisome rate.

Also fun fact, I used in-game Eyris to change my nickname because previously I was known as [redacted], which was pretty weeb-y. And I have some really bad associations with that group, sadly... so I used her to rebrand. And tbh... I never felt more comfortable in a "new skin" than I do now.

Next! I absolutely fucking love AUs. The drama but make it in a different setting. The drama but this character is somebody completely different. I mean, whatever you can think of - I have it!! Mostly I subject Airell to this hell. My fictional child must hate me, lol.

Speaking of fictional children (am I the only one to whom this sounds wrong?), I think I will somehow get my [redacted] Risha into some different setting so I can have more fun with him. Develop him some more. For now I am rotating him around like a frog on a vinyl. I want to talk about him but all the people who know his source universe (this is how badly i dont want that community to think im cringe so i dont mention the name hhhh) already know everything about him and I am not going to spam them with the same shit over and over, right.

I mean i already do that with Airell with some people and that must be annoying.

MOVING ON, I am expecting my bow to arrive SOON. like... idk. Between 13-18 July. Or so the store told me. Im so excited. Life is good. It also seems im going to get this job I applied for so aaaa life is good. Now I only need to go back to my comic....which turns out harder than I expected. But hopefully I will have it finished by the end of July.

So...yeah. stupid bullshit time over, i guess.

[artificialqueens]

Hi, this is not to cause trouble but as a trans person I find it harmful to erase queens identities, even in works of fictions. Don't make a trans woman cis or otherwise not how she identifies. I just think it's harmful and quite honestly, a bit hurtful

Hey anon! I don't think most authors do that? At least not intentionally. But writing fanfic is also intended to be a fun hobby, so not everyone does tons of research. Additionally, many fics are written in a way that doesn't explicitly say what the character's assigned sex at birth is, which leaves things open to interpretation. That's why, for example, we use the tag "lesbian au" exclusively now and not "cisgirl au" anymore, because most of the time it actually has no bearing on the story and so people are able to imagine the characters however they wish.

I would also ask you to keep in mind that identities for most people, including queens, are not fixed and unchanging for their whole lives, but rather get updated periodically to reflect their current reality. A fic that accurately reflected someone's identity/pronouns two years ago can easily become "wrong" later on, and we (well, I) don't have the resources to police that even if I wanted to. Which I don't. Instead, I always just assume that every writer is doing/has done their best with the information they have and is telling a story that is personally meaningful to them.

Also, as someone who's been in this fandom for almost 7 years, I can honestly tell you that I've never met a writer here who doesn't have the very best of intentions and a sincere love for the queens we write about. On top of that, this is a queer fandom where people often (almost always) infuse their writing with their personal struggles and experiences with gender and sexuality--so making rules that they can't do that feels a lot more restrictive and potentially hurtful than asking you to scroll past a story you don't like.

That said, if there is a current or very recent fic that you're specifically concerned with/feel is hurtful, feel free to DM me @veronicasanders and we can discuss it more. (Or, if the author has written "concrit welcome" in the tags, you can of course send in another ask, as long as it's phrased constructively.) 💞

#asks #anonymous #discourse

[writethehousedown]

The Course of True Love (Jalaska) - Puppy

A/N: Wow, this was fun. I’d like to thank the mods for this challenge for me to dip my toes into the world of fic writing for this fandom. Back to logistic things. The title comes from A Midsummer Night’s Dream, as do most of the quotes in this story. This is a high school AU where Alaska is a cis girl who uses she/her pronouns, while Jinkx is nonbinary and uses they/them. Bold and italicized words under quotations are direct text from the script.

“You realize laying your face in the book won’t make the information come faster, right?” Alaska was met with a grumble and a middle finger thrust in her direction from her redheaded friend. “It’s not like we have to be off-book by tomorrow or anything…”

Jinkx sat up from their slouched position and was tempted to throw her copy of A Midsummer Night’s Dream at their scene partner, but they refrained from doing so. “But it FEELS like it, Lasky.”

“We can meet Sunday too if it makes you feel any better?”

“That might help, but I thought you mentioned something earlier about babysitting earlier.”

“Cory texted me a few minutes ago saying he could cover for me. I’m glad he listened this time when I told him I had a big assignment due.” Both students let out a sigh of relief as they delved back into Shakespeare. “Wanna start now?“

“I guess so.” Jinkx responded, hopping out of their chair. “And we’re on…”

“Act 2 Scene 1. We can start at my line again.” Alaska followed her and leaned on the wall opposite Jinkx. “Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.” She followed with a laugh befitting a king of the fair folk.

“What, jealous Oberon?—Fairies, skip hence. I have forsworn his bed and company. I’d never forswear your bed or company…” They added under her breath, but loud enough for a certain someone to hear.

Alaska’s face temporarily turned beet red. By gods, they said that with such confidence and… energy. And the additional comment She thought nothing more of it as she continued with her lines. “Tarry, rash wanton. Am not I thy lord?”

“Then I must be thy lady- Yes! I got through that without cringing! Woot WOO!” Jinkx did a small happy dance then stopped, realizing Alaska had been watching her little spurt of energy. “I mean considering I’m… not a lady and all.”

“Jinkx! I think I figured out why you’ve been so off book so lately.”

“I’m not that bad, give it a bit…”

Alaska playfully rolled her eyes and went back to the text. The blonde was a little surprised at how off-book she was the more they rehearsed, and a little more about how her friend was completely out of it. She’d seen them in class. Their scenes with the actor playing Bottom went swimmingly, but when it was just them two, things went awry. There was a lot more banter between them, like a contest to see who can break character the fastest. These two were unstoppable.

“..No night is now with hymn or carol blest. Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, pale in her anger… pale in her anger… pale…” Jinkx hesitated for a while, then grabbed their script again to look over what the next lines were, “Goddammit, I got it last time! Why now? Why did I have to screw up two nights before we’re supposed to be off book?!”

“Have you tried dissecting what Shakespeare was trying to say with that?” Alaska picked up her own script and glanced over Titania’s monologue. “Damn, I didn’t realize how much you had your first scene.”

“As if you don’t have anything longer. At least I spend a few scenes asleep…”

“Well, at least I’m offstage for those scenes.”

“Touché… “

“So anyway, back to this Shakespeare shit. What did he mean when writing these things?”

Jinkx stared at the page a bit before formulating their answer. “Well, my whole monologue is saying climate change is immanent and it’s all your fault. Oberon’s, not yours as in Alaska’s.”

“As if there’s a difference,” The horse-faced girl joked, wanting to bring her shorter friend into an embrace.

Jinkx wiggled their way out of the embrace, stepping out of the way. “You shouldn’t have said that; it’s making things worse. I don’t want to think of you as this shitty person.”

“Wait a sec… does this mean-”

“Alaska Honard, I like you. Romantically.”

“Really?”

“I was flirting with you just a while ago, and you say I’m the dense one?!”

Alaska was speechless. Things were starting to come together in her brain, but what if part of this was temporary? Maybe it would go away once they weren’t romantic leads anymore… She took a deep breath and stepped away from her scene partner. “Let’s continue with the scene. Where were we?”

“We can skip my monologue if you want… Get back to it tomorrow?”

“That sounds good to me.” She tightened her ponytail and slipped back into the role. “Do you amend it then. It lies in you. Why should Titania cross her Oberon?” The girl snaked her arms around Jinkx and lightly swayed them to and fro. They leaned into the touch accordingly. At that moment, Alaska froze. “Why should… Why should I cross you?”

She let go and faced her scene partner for a minute or so. They couldn’t stop staring. Even as she stepped towards Jinkx Monsoon, she couldn’t stop staring at them. How could she have been so foolish?

Sooner than later, she closed the gap and their lips met.

#rpdr fanfiction #jalaska #jinkx monsoon #alaska thunderfuck #the course of true love #puppy #high school au #cisgirl AU #fluff #humor #back to school 2020 #day 7: memorize #submission

[sharons-goopy]

Hi i did a thing

#Shalaska #cisgirl au #Sharon Needles #Alaska Thunderfuck

[jcox]

is it just me or are the words “biological woman” when referring to queens positively like.. mildly transphobic, at best? like “she’s a BIOLOGICAL WOMAN!” “nothing to see here, just a biological woman!” like ok maybe i’m reading too much into it (also i am not a trans woman so pls correct me if this isn’t right) but like. the implication that that is the standard to strive for? both in terms of the weight placed on “passing,” whatever that means, as well as the idea of cis women being “real” women. i dunno. thoughts?

#i honestly feel the same about the ‘cisgirl au’ phenomenon in fic. #though i have a problem with all rpf in general so that issue goes much deeper. #but clarifying that ALL PARTIES ARE CISGENDER WOMEN just. feels really weird and awkward #these transphobic ideas go a lot further than people realize #mine #text posts

[aqrosie]

Hello I have a question, I want to write this Aquaria x Sabatina fic but they have male body parts lmao it’s not a cisgirl au but I keep referring to them with female pronouns.

Basically my question is, is this odd? From a readers point of view?

#should i change it? i dont want to make it cisgirl au #should i use male pronouns? #like its set in a fantasy land #can we ignore gender and all that?

[newleafover]

Your Love is Better than (Spanish) Chocolate by Blake

Harry is invited to practise her Snow Queen solo in a post-class rehearsal with Louis Tomlinson, who is only the most beautiful, charming, talented ex-Sugar Plum Fairy in the whole world.

A birthday gift for @horsegirlharry

#love you Phoenix! #fic #one direction #larry #girl direction #cisgirl direction #ballet au #thank you kim and jen!

[sharonsgf]

DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON ALASKA'S WAIST AND HIPS GOD

I KNOW

#DEATH AND DYING #cisgirl au alaska has soft stretch marks on her hips and ass and they r beautiful and this is canon #ask

[missgoalie75]

SPN Fic: Armageddon It!

Title: Armageddon It! Characters/pairings: cisgirl!Dean, Sam, Castiel, Charlie, Crowley …literally everyone else. I'm not kidding; cisgirl!Dean/Castiel, Sam/Jess, cisgirl!Dean/Jo, Castiel/Meg Rating: T Spoilers/Warnings: AU after 9x11, but taking elements of 9x12; recreational drug use that's most likely blasphemous, language, homophobia/biphobia, references to sex Word Count: ~30,500 Disclaimer: Title is from "Armageddon It!" by Def Leppard and other lyrics are accredited within the fic. Summary: Deanna looks at Sam, Cas, and Bobby. "Our plan for the first apocalypse was foolproof in comparison to this bullshit." || In which the Last Judgement is upon them and yet they're not even sure if they want to stop it this time. Note: Okay, so. This fic was written in a few weeks, but left to rot on my computer for 8 years because I didn’t think anyone would want this and I couldn’t put together an ending until recently. But I figured it’s time to really stop giving a shit about the former. Thank you to Stiney for her original support, feedback, and betaing. I hope you’re doing okay!

AO3

#supernatural #destiel #deanna winchester #castiel #spn fic #missgoalie writes things #dean x castiel #i wish there was more tagging options for rule 63 on ao3 #sex swap #anyway! i love the possibilities of cisgirl!dean she is close to my heart #hopefully someone is entertained during this snow day

[girldirectionsource]

hey! do you know any fic that follows the canon (xfactor and stuff) but they are girls ???

HI!! Yes, I do! 

Lumiere, Darling (larry, 11k)

She’s so gone it’s not even funny. It really isn’t funny because falling in love with your best friend is such a stupid, idiotic, dumb thing to do, and there’s only ever a happy ending in romantic comedies. Louis (she claims, loudly and publicly whenever anyone will listen despite the fact that she’ll watch them with Harry any time Harry asks her to) hates romantic comedies.

The thing is, when it really comes down to it, Louis never stood a chance.

all down your shoulders and back (larry, 5k)

Louis has known Harry for three years now, and she's had plenty of practice avoiding thoughts like that, for her own sake and everyone else's.

If she ever slips up, it’s because she’s drunk, or high, or Harry’s just threatened to cut off her hair.

(Non AU. Harry and Louis are cisgirls. Everything else is more or less the same.)

Tastes Like Strawberries (larry, 3k)

This is it. They’re a band now. And while they should be spending this two weeks at the bungalow focusing on music, Harry can’t get her mind off Louis.

Watermelon Sugar (larry, 4k)

It’s been two weeks of trading kisses whenever they can, but Harry is ready for sex with Louis. If only they could get a moment alone.

Holy (larry, 6k)

She deserves not to be so goddamned put together all the time. Being in the world’s biggest and highest exposure girlband means she's never seen without a flat stomach, a spray tan, contouring, eyelash extensions, the whole of her body inescapably toned and plucked and waxed so frequently she genuinely forgot what fucking color her own pubes are. Louis wants to eat burgers and smoke weed and be twenty three. She wants to wake up with Harry and spend the whole day in bed fingering each other because they finally don’t have to have goddamn acrylic nails for once. She wants to grow her pubes out. She wants to lounge around in a posh, red-velvet High Hefner robe.

Or, Louis is dressed like a fucking queen, Harry's begging please.

Ruby Verse series (larry, 5k)

Harry is on stage at work, and Louis is trying to keep their two year old daughter from wriggling out of her arms.

There’s some fallout after Ruby comes on stage at Harry’s concert that makes her question her parenting skills.

While Harry is at work, Louis and Ruby get a start on dinner.

With Ruby in bed, Louis and Harry finally have a moment alone.

Relaxation Techniques (lirry, 2k)

Liam likes to box to relax when her life as a budding pop-star gets to be too much.

this cookie’s baking (gryles, 8k)

Harry’s eyes flicker between Nick’s eyes and lips. “I just want to be your–”

“Baby,” Nick says softly, cupping Harry’s jaw, “you already are.”

Nick and Harry have a long-overdue conversation.

more under the cut!

these fic below the cut are ones I haven’t read yet, but seemed to fit the bill when I did a search!

Needy (larry, 3k)

Harry is insecure about period sex...Louis takes a hands-on approach to help her with that anxiety.

you’ll be the death of me (in the best way) (gryles, 10k)

Nick hugs her tight, pressing her face into the juncture of Harry’s shoulder and neck. “I love you, yeah? You’re my best friend. You can always stay with me.” (She sounds like she’s seventeen again, god. Harry just brings that out in her, the I’ll love you until forever and you’re my friend until we die. She’s surprised she hasn’t thought about making Harry her blood sister yet.)

Harry stills, and then nods. She kicks off her shoes (even out of them she’s nearly as tall as Nick, and Nick towered over half the men she dated before realizing she didn’t want them at all) and pulls off her jumper, finally looking Nick in the eyes. “Thanks,” she says.

Where I Should Be (larry, 6k)

Harry has an affinity for romcoms and a hard time controlling her jealousy when it comes to Louis. A fitful night of sleep on the couch and a group of young boys who look a lot like her best friends just may be the solution to all her problems.

this tainted love (zouis, 1k)

“The band,” Zayn clarifies, “I don’t regret leaving the band. But you –”

She looks up at the sky, at the stars twinkling above them and just breathes.

“I regret leaving you.”

or, it's been a year.

If You See My Reflection in the Snow-covered Hills (larry, ziall, zouis, 16k)

“Louis. Seriously.” Lottie stopped Louis’ pacing, taking hold of her shoulders. “You know it’s all based on looks and personality anyway, and you’ve got both to spare.”

Louis nervously nodded her head. Fuck, this would be so much easier if she was a guy. At least then they wouldn’t be judging whether she was too fat or annoying before she even opened her mouth.

Or, the story of five queer girls against the world.

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You Rewrote My Ending (ABCD Friendship) - Candy Cane

A/N: so glad i finished this today!! i have two other wips im currently working on, and im so thankful for @chaoticnachokitten for beign a cheerleader and beta for this one!!! thank you!!! you can follow me at @sillylittlecandycane if you so please <3 enoy :3 Summary: After a long week, the four bffs finally get a chance to relax.

Adore has had what feels like the absolute longest week ever. She knows Courtney was struggling too, Bianca’s texts sound grumpier than usual, and Darienne hasn’t been texting enough, which basically confirms for Adore that they all need to get together asap.

The youngest of the four sends the absolutely most pathetic text she can think of to the group chat, then boom! Next thing she knows, Darienne’s inviting everyone over to her place, Courtney is making sure Bianca’s bringing rich lady alcohol, and Adore is calling in their pizza order to be delivered to Darienne’s.

As the two musicians rush around the house gathering their things before the Uber arrives, Adore remembers at the last minute to poke her head into Trixie’s bedroom so at least one of their other roommates knows where they’re going.

“Hey Trix?” Adore says before she’s even looking in, the second she does look though…

Katya and Trixie are shoulder to shoulder in the latter’s bed, laughing their asses off over something on the laptop situated on their laps. Adore doesn’t quite know what she’s seeing, it’s definitely not the first time they’ve acted like this, but it is… different.

“What’s up?” Trixie says, still coming off the high of laughter.

“Courm and I are headed to Darienne’s for the night, I dunno when we’ll be back-”

“Cool, have fun!” Trixie cuts her off a bit too quickly.

Adores glances between her roommates, deciding she’d much rather go get cuddles from her favorite shady elephant than psychoanalyze these two psychos.

“Kay, bye!” Adore grins, slinging her backpack over her shoulder to meet Courtney at the front door.

Courtney looks exhausted, even if her makeup is totally perfect, and Adore is really, really worried for her. Her shoulders are a little too slumped, her hair is just a little too messy, her voice just a little too groggy… Adore hates it. She cannot wait for their night of relaxation to start.

Luckily, she doesn’t have to wait much longer. They get the text from their Uber, rush outside and climb in, then after a bumpy, curvy, wild ride from a seemingly normal driver, the roommates tumble out of the car a little worse for wear, but fine.

Courtney is the one to knock on the door of Darienne’s townhouse that lies at the very edge of the city. Bianca is the one to open it for them, holding a large glass of wine and wearing an expression of fondness and exasperation.

“It took you long enough,” the older woman snorts, “Even the fucking pizza guy beat you two.”

“Our Uber driver was probably insane,” Courtney sighs, accepting Bianca’s hug as she walks into the familiar home.

“Yanks!” Adore shouts before practically launching herself into Bianca’s arms, pressing her face into the crook of her friend’s neck, feeling warm and safe in the embrace.

Bianca runs a hand through Adore’s tangled, dyed-red hair, “Missed you too, bitch.”

Adore throws her head back in free, happy laughter, she’s definitely missed her best friend this week, and it feels so good to be with her again. The singer looks up to see Courtney leaning against Darienne, who looks just as tired as the rest of them. Adore is kind of excited to hear about why everyone’s just had a collectively sucky week or day. Those three are hilarious when ranting while drunk, and she could really use a good time.

Adore grabs Bianca’s hand so that they can go and join Courtney and Darienne in a nice, big group hug. They all hold onto each other tight, a firm reminder that their friendship is unshakable, and that one bad week can’t hurt any one of them.

They pull apart after a few minutes, then Adore looks out into the kitchen curiously.

“So… the pizza’s already here?” she asks cheekily.

“Go get your fucking food, you needy bitch, because once you’re done I’m going after your nasty hair,” Bianca says in her typical motherly way, reaching up to ruffle Adore’s hair.

Darienne rolls her eyes, “Hey, don’t take too much of my good wine either! I’m old, I’ve lived long enough to deserve it.”

Adore laughs out a “Yes, mom!” as she heads over to the kitchen, Courtney right behind her. Despite living in the same apartment, Adore doesn’t really get to see Courtney or talk to her as much as she wishes she could. Their schedules rarely line up, and Courtney has been spending more and more time out of town over the last couple months. Adore doesn’t think she would ever be able to say it out loud, but she’s terrified Courtney is going to move out of town with how much she’s been away lately.

And that would suck for so many fucking reasons! One, she’d have to find a fourth roommate, which, gross, talking to new people. Two, Courtney would be moving out. Three, Courtney wouldn’t even be in the same fucking city anymore! Adore doesn’t know what she’d do without being able to crawl into Courtney’s bed for cuddles at four a.m., or Courtney’s way too peppy early morning attitude. It would just suck.

Head spinning with worry, Adore grabs a couple pieces of the veggie pizza, then pours herself more wine then either of her old lady friends would approve of. Courtney follows behind her, the two lean against the kitchen counter, quietly enjoying each other’s company, eating pizza and sipping on wine.

Adore smiles when she hears Bianca and Darienne’s crazy laughing, and then giggles when the two of them tease each other as they storm into the kitchen.

“You two look pathetic,” Bianca says gruffly, arms crossed over her chest as she stares at them from the other side of the counter, “Let’s go watch Real Housewives or something, I wanna make fun of ugly bitches and I’ve already said all I can about everyone in this room.”

“Fine, but if anyone stains my sofas I’m going to lose my damn mind,” Darienne says, even though she’s already taking Adore and Courtney’s hands to lead them to her couches.

“Impossible, you lost your mind ten years ago,” Bianca retorts, sitting down on the end of the couch.

Darienne doesn’t say anything, but she’s laughing along with everyone else, and it’s really, really fucking good. After everyone’s situated on the couches, Adore curls up on the floor against Bianca’s legs, her cheek resting on her friend’s knees. Bianca absent mindedly runs her fingers through Adore’s matted, messy hair while Courtney and Darienne argue over what to watch.

“Ugh, your hair’s a mess, kid,” Bianca complains, “I can hardly put my fingers through it!”

“I’m too tired to brush it though,” Adore whines.

“Well I told you earlier I’d take care of it for you,” Bianca reminds her, trying not to smile at the way the younger perks up.

“Thank you…” Adore mumbles, her face pressed tight against Bianca’s knee.

Bianca smirks, “You gotta let me up though so I can get a hairbrush.”

“Nooooooo!”

“Then I can’t fix your hair, you lazy mermaid.”

“…Courtney?” Adore asks hopefully.

“I’m not getting up,” the Aussie says, snuggling further into the soft cushions of Darienne’s couch, her cheek resting on said friend’s shoulder.

“Count me out too,” Darienne says, her tiredness from the week extra heavy in her voice.

Adore groans and rolls off of Bianca’s legs, her back resting against the couch so that Bianca can get up. Bianca pats the top of Adore’s head before she gets up, and Adore’s eyes drift to the TV, which is playing some over dramatic reality show. It’s perfect for this kind of night.

Before she even has time to miss her Willow too much, Bianca is back and tugging the younger in between her legs so that she has a good angle to take care of the rats’ nest Adore is currently calling her hair. Darienne and Bianca start a back and forth banter over the craziness happening on screen, while Courtney intermittently interjects and Adore laughs along with her friends, immensely enjoying the gentleness of Bianca’s fingers and the methodic, soothing motions of the brush.

No one is sure when, but Adore quickly starts dozing off against Bianca’s legs, and only moves when Bianca tugs her up onto the couch. Adore winds up with her head in Bianca’s lap, and her long legs sprawled across Courtney’s and Darienne’s. They tease her a little at first, loving and good natured, but are quick to give it up once they realize she really is falling asleep in B’s lap.

“Poor kid is just completely worn out,” Bianca mutters as she works on an extra difficult knot.

Darienne sighs, ���Yeah, one of those weeks for us all…”  

“This was the first full week I’ve been home in months. I’m really glad to be back, but I think it’s just made me realize how tired I am from travelling,” Courtney admits.

Darienne squeezes her hand sympathetically, “Don’t overwork yourself, that’s how you turn out to be a bitter old bitch like Bianca and I.”

“Ain’t that the truth,” Bianca chortles, brushing Adore’s hair gently, “I was two times worse than you are, ya know, and I didn’t really have anyone around me telling me to calm down. So take the advice now, and maybe a vacation while you’re at it.”

Courtney smiles fondly at Bianca, and leans over a conked out Adore to give her a one-armed hug, “You are much more of a sweetheart than you want anyone to know.”  

“You don’t gotta rub it in my face,” Bianca says with an eye roll.

“Oh no, we will be holding this over your head for the rest of time,” Darienne teases.

“You’re one to talk,” Courtney smirks, “And I’d say it’s less of a secret with you.”

Darienne feigns a scandalized expression, reaching up to grasp at her heart, “Courtney! How could you?” Courtney’s shoulders shake with laughter, causing her to accidentally jostle Adore, which in turn makes the youngest of the four groggily protest being woken.

“What the hell…?” Adore whines, her cheek squished against Bianca making her words almost unintelligible. Bianca pets through Adore’s hair to soothe her back to sleep while whispering to her, pointedly ignoring the looks from the other two ladies as she does so.

“She has you wrapped around her little finger,” Courtney says, nothing but awe and amusement in her voice.

“As long as she doesn’t figure it out I’ll be fine,” Bianca jokes, not denying it.

“From that first day at that damn club…” Darienne says, reminiscing already.

“I’m not drunk enough for this,” Bianca complains, wrinkling her nose, still detangling Adore’s hair even though it’s almost perfectly smooth now.

Courtney grins mischievously, “Remember how much you couldn’t stand me? Or Adore? I think Darienne you liked from the start, but that’s because she’s just your type of person.”

The older woman rolls her eyes fondly, “Yeah, I remember. You two were so fucking annoying, and if it hadn’t been for Darienne being the most tolerable bitch in the building I probably would’ve strangled someone.”

“That sounds about right,” Adore mumbles sleepily. The other three chuckle and Bianca brushes back Adore’s hair from her face.

“I remember hating all three of you immediately,” Darienne jokes, the others laughing along with her, “I only like people with good taste in makeup.”

Courtney gasps in faux offence, Adore sniggers into Bianca’s lap, and Bianca continues the banter, “What does it mean now that we’re your best friends?”

“That there’s still hope for you guys yet.”

Courtney nearly falls into Darienne’s lap from laughing so hard. Maybe they’re all over-doing it on the wine, but they’re having too much fun to consider slowing down. Courtney hasn’t felt so relaxed and happy in weeks, and she can’t help but to regret not calling Bianca sooner.

She sighs and curls closer into Darienne, “So what happened with you this week?”

Darienne hums boredly, “Just my boss being shitty, but what’s new? Oh, and that guy I met on Facebook turned out to be completely worthless.”

“It’s not your fault the people around you are awful,” Courtney says sympathetically, “You deserve better than anyone like them.”

“You know what? I do,” Darienne agress confidently.

“I’ll beat them up for you,” Adore offers, lifting her head up just enough to be heard.

“Now that’s a fight I’d like to see,” Bianca grins.

“I’ll send you addresses next week,” Darienne says, patting Adore’s calf, which is still sprawled across her lap.

“I love you, Darienne,” Adore sing-songs loudly.

“Bitch, stop moving so much I’m trying to fix your hair,” Bianca complains.

“I love you, too, Bia!”

Courtney rubs Adore’s back softly, “Awww, what about me?”

Adore quickly sits up, causing Bianca to grumble in surprise, and turns herself so she’s nose to nose with Courtney, “Courm, I love you so fucking much and I don’t know where I’d be without you so please, please don’t move out because I can’t function when you’re not around-”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down,” Courtney frowns, placing her hands on Adore’s shoulders to steady the younger girl, “Move out? What are you talking about?”

Adore’s eyes water, and she swallows hard, “I know you’re planning on moving out because you’re always out of town, and you’ve been getting a lot of mail from this one company, and I just… Please don’t go, Courtney.”

Courtney throws her arms around Adore’s neck and pulls her in for a tight, loving hug, “I’m not going anywhere, Adore. I promise. I’m sorry that it looks like I may be planning on moving out, but I swear I’m not.”

“Thank God,” Adore mumbles, snuggling closer to Courtney.

Bianca rolls her eyes, but they all know she really does find it sweet, “Alright, now that the mushy shit is sorted, Adore can you get your fucking knee off of my appendix?”

Adore rolls herself off the couch and onto the floor with a yelp, “I’m okay!”

Courtney giggles, “Bianca, appendixes are so old-fashioned. If you want I can recommend you a surgeon to get rid of that.”

“Of course you can, you cunt,” Bianca says, playfully slapping Courtney’s arm.

Adore looks up at her three very best friends. She wouldn’t trade them for the whole world, not ever. They’re too perfect, too perfect for someone like her, but somehow they’re still hers. So she’ll take what she can get, and accept it for what it is.

She loves them, and she knows they love her too. 

#rpdr fanfiction #adore delano #courtney act #bianca del rio #darienne lake #abcd #biadore #fluff #light angst #lesbian au #cisgirl au #s6 #you rewrote my ending #candy cane #concrit welcome