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inuyashaluver · 4 months

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I love your Niamh fic how about one with Niamh where Niamh sees her Girlfriend after a few years and you are standing there with Flowers in the crowd??

flowers - niamh charles

niamh charles x reader

description: in which you’re far away from home - your girlfriend struggling without you here, what happens when she sees you again?

warnings: some tears, mentions of gagging?

a/n: hiya!! thanks for the love and the request, hope you enjoy ❤️

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you and your girlfriend, niamh met through the one and only, sam kerr. you play for australia, while niamh played for england. sam introduced you over 3 years ago when you played against england.

sure you’d played against each other before but you never had the chance to really look at each other, to interact with one another until your captain dragged you over to officially meet - just knowing that you and the defender would get along.

“great game out there, had me chasing you everywhere” niamh smirks, giving you a quick squeeze on the arm as you stood in front of her.

“well, great game to you too, you’re definitely a favourite defender to play against” you smirk back at her. the both of you engage in light conversation, the mutual intrigue fueling something special.

she asked you to coffee and you instantly agreed, both of you wanting to get to know each other more. you discovered that you’re literally perfect for one another, completely complimenting each other. and so, the years went by and you’re in a romantic relationship, the sweetest, most genuine love you’ve both ever felt.

while niamh was in england playing for chelsea, you stayed in australia, playing for sydney fc. you’d recently signed for chelsea without telling niamh. you’d always been one to find keeping a secret hard, so you employed your australian captain to help you out - she immediately agreed and kept niamh from being suspicious, well…she tried.

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“hey, sam, any reason why my girlfriend hasn’t called me in two days but you talk to her every two seconds?” a scowl was evident on niamh’s face, her voice was imbued with venom. (someone had (y/n) withdrawals)

sam visibly tensed. “niamhy, you’re crazy, she’s just busy” she waves her away but niamh won’t move, standing directly of sam with one of the angriest expressions that she’s ever seen.

“no, i’m not crazy, what’s crazy is that my girlfriend talks to you more than me” niamh crossed her arms in front of her, anger radiating off the girl.

“listen, niamh, call her, i bet she’ll answer, you’re overthinking!” sam pleaded, niamh huffs in frustration and walks to her cubby, plopping down with a grumble. you always called each other everyday, multiple times during game days. it was game day, where was your call?

suddenly her phone rings, your pretty face shown as the contact photo, ‘my love❤️ ’ was calling. sam watches her across the change room, niamh’s face brightens when her phone vibrates.

niamh immediately picks up, “hi, baby” she breathes out relieved.

“hello my lovely, niamh” you coo,

“so you do have a girlfriend?” niamh says cheekily, you can’t help but let out a little laugh.

“sorry, baby, things have just been crazy at the moment” you could imagine niamh’s face right now, she probably looked like a kicked puppy and you couldn’t help but feel guilty.

“i know, baby, i’m sorry” niamh sighs, clearly upset.

“listen, i’ve got to go, i promise to call you a little later, okay? i love you”

“i love you too” you hang up with a big mwah on the phone. niamh is absolutely dejected, a small tear escapes her eye as she clutches her phone in her hand, all she wanted was to hold you. so tight so you wouldn’t leave her. maybe that could happen sooner than she thought.

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the reality of the situation is that you are staying at sam’s house, all you belongings in there. you were currently getting ready to go to the game to watch your girlfriend and your new teammates. you were dressed in your girlfriend’s jersey, going to a nearby florist and getting niamh a bouquet of all her favourite flowers.

sam organised you a place in the friends and family section, you felt like your heart was in your mouth. you kept bouncing your leg uncontrollably, you had a hat on your head in attempts to conceal your identity, but you were absolutely terrified that niamh could spot you.

she looked so upset as she walked out, you just wanted to hold her while she cried. both of you were slightly struggling with the distance between the both of you. you knew she was heartbroken every time you hung up the phone but you were too. crying almost 4 out of 5 times when she said “i love you, baby, bye”

the game was going well, niamh played well despite her emotions, just wanting to get it over and done with. by the time it had finished, it was 2-1 and chelsea had won. niamh and your teammates do their laps of photos and signatures, a fake smile evident on your girlfriend’s face.

you take off your hat when sam approaches, asking her to get niamh over to where you were.

you watch niamh the entire time, your face was full of worry as she trudged around the pitch. you watch as niamh is turned around by sam, her finger pointing to where you were. niamh’s mouth hung open, she was frozen. there stood her favourite girl, a big bouquet of her favourite flowers in your hands, smiling at her shyly.

you send her a wave and see niamh begin to smile, she sprints towards you, face full of shock as she nears you.

she immediately envelopes you in a tight embrace, the flowers falling to the pitch. you wrap your arms tightly around her neck while hers hold your waist. both of you were crying, feeling each other shaking with emotion.

“my girl” you coo, cradling her head to your neck as she hides her face there. “aw niamhy, your flowers, baby” you whisper, she just shakes her head and pulls you impossibly closer.

“i’ll get them later, just let me hold you” she pleads, placing multiple pecks on the skin of your neck, you can’t help but let out a giggle at the ticklish sensation. “let me look at you” you whisper, she pulls away just slightly, her eyes flickering between yours, both of you taking in each other’s appearance.

“what are you doing here?” she smiles, moving her hand to cradle your face, running her thumb over the apple of your cheek.

“here to see my favourite player, of course” you wink, she smiles at you, grabbing your waist in between her hands and lifting you over the barrier so you could stand in front of her. pulling you into another tight hug before pulling away from you, holding both of your hands in hers, lightly swinging them from side to side.

“how long are you here for, my love?” niamh questions, a hint of sadness in her words. “however long you want me, charlesy” you wink, she looks at you confused, “what do you mean, baby?” she lets out a little nervous laugh.

“do you know why i haven’t called you in two days?” you say cheekily, niamh raises her eyebrows at you expectantly.

“i’ve been staying at sam’s, signing a contract for my new club” niamh’s eyes widen, gripping your hands tightly and pulling you slightly closer to her.

“what club?” she smiles, she’s just excited that you’ll at least be in the same country.

“chelsea, baby!” you exclaim, letting out a little yelp when niamh picks you up in a hug, your legs instantly wrapping around her waist as she held you tightly.

“if you’re joking, i’ll beat you up” she pulls her head away from your shoulder to look at you, you just shake your head lightly with a smile, tears beginning to form at seeing her tearful eyes.

“it’s real, niamhy baby” you coo, moving to kiss her cheek when she moves her head so you kiss her lips instead. she moves her mouth tenderly with yours, her hand cupping your jaw and running her thumb over it as she slips her tongue into your mouth. you can’t help but whine into her mouth, it has been so long since you’ve kissed like this, your noises spurring a slight grin to be evident in her kisses.

after a bit, you pull away from her in need of air, resting your forehead on hers. both of you breathing heavily and grinning.

“you’re here” she breathes out, you place a kiss on her forehead, gently scratching the back of her neck while looking into her eyes.

“i’m here” you reassure, pulling her into another hug and staying in the tight embrace until you hear dry wretching coming from the side of you.

niamh reluctantly puts you down, standing behind you and holding you to her chest. both of you are faced with sam kerr with a disgusted face.

“gross, maybe i shouldn't have helped you two get together” she grins amusingly, you can’t help but roll your eyes and lean into niamh when she giggles in your ear, pressing an affectionate kiss to your temple.

“yeah, yeah, kerr, whatever you say” niamh starts cheekily, “now, let me take my girl to the change room and then take her home” she moves her hands to squeeze your hips, flipping you around to face her before hoisting you up over your shoulder, bending down to pick up her bouquet.

you let out a bright laugh when niamh begins to run, placing you in her cubby, changing her shoes and chucking on one of your hoodies, your heart soared at the sight. she was really in front of you, all your emotions flooding in at once.

she stands in front of you, looking at you expectantly but she’s faced with your tearful expression and pout, cooing at you immediately and holding your face between her hands.

“why are you crying, baby?” she wipes your tears off your cheeks, “i missed you, niamhy” she pouts at you, “i missed you more” she kisses your lips gently, pulling you into another tight embrace before dragging you out to her car. she can’t keep her hands off you, terrified that you’ll disappear again but you definitely won’t let that happen.

your debut at chelsea had niamh extremely proud, so excited to be playing with you finally after all these years. you manage to get a goal in the final 5 minutes, niamh sweeps you up in a hug before you can even register that you got the goal. “that’s my girl!” she exclaims, the rest of the girls around you hugging the both of you in celebration.

everything was perfect, you and niamh couldn’t be happier.

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you know the drill - just pretend it’s you xx

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niamhcharles17: baby girl is here to stay, blue is your colour, my love

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yourname: here to stay with my favourite girl who looks best in blue

↳ samanthakerr20: awwww (y/n)!!!

↳ niamhcharles17: oh

↳ yourname: baby, it’s not what it looks like

↳ niamhcharles17: yeah, okay, cheater

yourname: i’m niamh charles’ biggest fan! getting her name tattooed as we speak

↳ naimhcharles17: you didn’t

↳ yourname: come and find out

#woso #woso community #woso fanfics #woso one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #niamh charles #niamh charles x reader

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reminiscingtonight · 9 months

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Secrets

Leah Williamson x Wälti!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

A/NL Pretty sure I wrote this crack!fic a couple weeks back. Totally forgot about it until today

[WOSO Masterlist]

You’ve been in London for close to a month now.

At first you came with the intent to surprise some family, but one day exploring the city turned into two, and two into three, and before you knew it, you had gone an entire week without telling anyone where you were.

It’s not done with malicious intent, but the longer you keep your location a secret, the more shit you know you’re going to be in. Being the youngest in the family, your sister’s nothing if not overbearing. You know she often means well, but sometimes she can be a bit much.

What settled your decision to not tell her however, well that had to do with the gorgeous blonde you met on your second day here. Her accent and adorable smile made you swoon the minute you met her. You had quite literally fallen for her, having tripped over the blonde woman’s legs when trying to locate a hidden cafe in the city. She offered to buy you a drink in apology and the rest is history.

Being the overprotective person she is, you know your sister would definitely throw a fit if she found out about your move and new romantic partner.

In the end you’re sort of forced to inform your sister of your presence in her city.

It all starts with an accidental run-in with an Australian you’re all too familiar with.

You’re so focused trying to read the map on your phone that you aren’t really paying attention to your surroundings. That leads into you running straight into and bouncing off a body as you turn a corner on the street.

Groaning, you open your eyes to see a half concerned, half amused face staring right back at you. “Fancy running into you here of all places. What are you doing in London, (Y/N)?”

You take her offered hand with an embarrassed mutter of thanks. “Just seeing the sights, you know, the usual stuff.”

Caitlin quirks an eyebrow at that, not quite believing you. “Lia never mentioned anything about you visiting.”

You give her something between a grimace and nervous smile. “Uh, that might be because she doesn’t… well she doesn’t actually know I’m here.”

“What?” Caitlin looks shocked, a bit confused at the news. “Why haven’t you-- you’re not in any trouble, are you?”

“Wha-- no! No, of course not. I’m fine.” You brush off her concern with a wave of your hand. Caitlin’s never as stifling as your sister, but still, sometimes the Australian can give your sister a run for her money. It’s endearing sometimes, how much Caitlin cares for your wellbeing as well, but right now her care is the last thing you want.

“Any chance we can keep this run-in between ourselves?”

“Well that might be a bit hard.” Caitlin’s eyes slightly moving over your shoulder has you whipping your head around.

She’s still a ways away, but you can recognize that head of brown hair and familiar gait from anywhere. Lia freezes mid-step when she catches sight of your face, fully intent on making her way to her girlfriend’s side before she sees you.

Her head tilts in a silent question and you whisper out a curse under your breath.

Caitlin throws an arm around your shoulder, all but pulling you with her.

“(Y/N)! What a lovely surprise.” It’s a statement, but as confused as she is, Lia’s words end up sounding a bit like a question.

She looks between you and Caitlin, who now has a bit of a sheepish look on her face. You should’ve known better than to ask the Australian to lie to your sister.

“Or… not?”

“Can I have a hug before you go all ‘big sister’ on me?”

Lia rolls her eyes in amusement but does as you ask, opening her arms for a hug. You’re barreling straight into her the second she does so.

“Missed you,” you whisper, snuggling against your sister. Sometimes it’s hard being so far away from Lia. The two of you were as close as can be, well as close as two siblings living in different countries can be. Before Lia had set out for Germany and then England, it was rare to find one of you without the other tagging along. You were always quite clingy as a child, often traveling to wherever Lia was playing despite not being interested in football in any shape or form.

“Missed you too,” she chuckles.

When the two of you break apart, Lia only needs to take one look at you to know exactly why Caitlin is looking so sheepish.

“Alright. How long have you been in town?”

Lia could always read you like a book. You sigh, knowing better than to lie to her. “Like… a month. But remember I’m your favorite sister and you love me so you can’t be too mad.” Your words are paired with an innocent smile, eyelashes batting in hopes of convincing Lia not to be too mad at you.

Lia simply raises an eyebrow at you in response. “What’s her name?”

You blink, mouth dropping open. “I-- What?”

Your sister rolls her eyes, hints of a smile on her lips. “The only reason you’d be this squirrelly with telling me where you’ve been can only be because of a girl. So what’s her name?”

Your lips pinch shut, a pout starting to form. Sometimes it’s not fun having a sister who knows you so well. “I’m not telling you that.”

“Are you serious?”

“She’s a footballer, so maybe you know her. I don’t want to risk you scaring her away.”

“Not all footballers know each other,” Lia snorts.

Brave words to live by.

Three days later Lia has finally worn down your defenses. With the promise to behave herself, you acquiesce to setting up a double date dinner for you, your girlfriend, and Lia and Caitlin.

You’re wracked with nerves the entire day before dinner. Your girlfriend apologetically informed you in the morning that she had practice and then meetings right up until dinner so you were left all on your lonesome with Lia who is more than happy to torture you the second she returned home from her own practice.

Caitlin drops the two of you off at the front of the restaurant, letting you guys get in some sibling time while she goes to find parking. Having received the [I’m here! ❤️] text from your girlfriend told you that you only had mere seconds of peace before Lia will be all up in your business.

It seems you’re a little too generous with the amount of peace you thought you’d have, seeing as Lia’s almost instantly pointing at every girl you walk past when you walk into the restaurant. You simply shove her in response, eyes scanning the room for the girl who’s captured your heart.

You’re breathing out a huge sigh of relief when you spot the familiar ponytail near the back of the restaurant.

“No, not her,” you sigh, dragging Lia away from a girl near the front that she’s five seconds away from pouncing on.

“So. This is the girl I’ve been telling you about.”

Your girlfriend looks up at the sound of your voice. She sends you a loving smile, but it’s quick to freeze on her face when she notices who’s standing next to you.

Lia has also stiffened at the sight of the blonde sitting in the booth.

A range of expressions pass through your sister’s face, confusion, shock, exasperation. Eventually she sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I stand corrected, she is definitely a footballer I know.”

Your mouth drops open at the revelation. Before you have a chance to say anything Lia’s sliding into the booth, across from where your girlfriend is still sitting frozen.

“Leah,” she snorts in acknowledgement, fixing the blonde with an amused look.

“You guys know each other?” you gape, finally managing to force some words out.

“Well your girlfriend happens to be my work wife so yes, I’d say we know each other.”

“Work wife?!” you sputter.

At the same exact time Leah finally snaps back into action. She nudges you harshly, hissing your name in surprise. “Your sister is Wally?! You didn’t think to mention that I play on the same team as you sister?”

You shrug. “Well how was I to know?”

Lia rolls her eyes, an amused smile on her face. “(Y/N) here’s a little too soccer illiterate. Don’t take it personally that she didn’t realize we both play for Arsenal.”

“You play for Arsenal?” you frown, a bit confused now. Of course you know your girlfriend is a gunner, but your sister?

“Good lord I’m dating an adorable idiot,” Leah groans at the same time Lia kicks at your ankles.

Yelping, you curl into Leah’s side.

“You cannot be serious. How do you not know that I play for Arsenal? I’ve been here since 2018.”

“Stop it. I think it’s more pertinent for us to discuss the fact that my girlfriend is your work wife,” you huff, arms crossing in jealousy.

Leah’s arms tighten around you as she presses a kiss against the side of your head. “Don’t be jealous,” she chuckles. “There’s only one Wälti I’m attracted to and she just so happens to be sitting right next to me.”

If Lia rolls her eyes any harder they might fall out of her head.

Thankfully she doesn’t have a chance to make any quips at your expense. Your favorite Australian, ever the late arriver she is, slides into the booth next to Lia.

Upon sitting down, Caitlin instantly clocks Lia’s exasperated expression, your peeved one, and Leah’s embarrassed one.

She blinks slowly, carefully thinking through her words. “What did I miss?”

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“… Also, not that I mind, but why is Leah here?”

#leah williamson x reader #leah williamson imagine #woso x reader #woso imagine #Ace writes

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 3 months

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Any enemies to lovers future AU Sterek fics? At first they annoy each other just as much as they used to, but ofc that changes. Thanks, ur awesome

Oh definitely.

magical protection at the hands of a snarky spark by sychia_rin

(1? I 341 I General)

Stiles stormed his way through the room. The ward he literally just made felt broken.

He eyed the tall man standing on the balcony as he turned to face him, he quirked up an eyebrow looking as shocked as that grumpy face could get him. He must be some newbie guard.

"I just put that ward there shitface. Shoo," Stiles motioned for him to move. The guard stood in place, watching Stiles as he stomped closer.

....

Where an overworked Stiles works for the (royalish?) Hale family doing magical tasks. Vaguely Merlin inspired if you squint.

royal blue fits better with Derek by 08JustLizeth80

(1/1 I 3,129 I Mature)

Where Derek Hale is the prince of England and Stiles is the (extremely) ineloquent and mouthy first son of the United States.

Where Stiles thinks royalty is such an archaic concept it shouldn’t even exist (which has nothing to do with his inadequate and totally not existing crush on the prince).

Knot Your Typical College Romance by stilesanderek (minxxx)

(1/1 I 51,546 I Explicit)

In which Stiles loves studying at Beacon Hills Supernatural University and even though he loves his group of friends, he just wishes that Derek wasn't included in it. Stiles hates the guy fiercely, and he knows it's completely mutual, and what he also knows it's completely mutual is the hate boner they both have going on for each other. What happens after they finally hookup after years of tension, though, isn't something Stiles ever signed up for.

“Shut the fuck up, Stilinski,” Derek hisses, their foreheads less than half a dozen of inches apart.

“Oh yeah, big guy?” Stiles says, stuffing his chest in defiance, licking his mouth once and then finally saying, “Make me.”

all you have is your fire by hansuckss

(7/? I 20,624 I Mature)

“Why wouldn’t I? I mean, if it’s a matter of saving someone’s life. You know,” Derek smirked. “There are lots of things I can do for an hour.”

Everyone knows they can count on Stiles Stilinski, the most composed paramedic at the fire station, and he takes pride in his work. At least until a new firefighter shows up. The newest firefighter-in-training, Derek Hale, is a former football player with a huge hero complex and limitless energy. And until fate brings them together, Stiles can put up with the man's presence. Sparks fly—not in a positive way. The fact that Derek is hotter than the fires he puts out and annoyingly charming doesn't help.

Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack

(9/9 I 26,096 I Mature)

"Stiles, I'll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He's a difficult person to live with, so I won't sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job," Laura explained.

Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.

Five Times Detective Stilinski and Fire Captain Hale Had Sex In Public, and One Time They Did It In A Bed by bleep0bleep

(7/7 I 32,853 I Explicit)

"Did you say--" Stiles starts.

"What?" Derek growls.

"We're not a couple!" they both retort in unison.

"We're not together," Stiles insists.

Lydia coughs pointedly. "An incident report filed by 87th Precinct Captain Erica Reyes. March twenty-fifth, eight p.m. Came back to the precinct to grab my coat, only to hear Stilinski banging his new boyfriend in the holding cell."

Words Cannot Espresso How Much You Bean to Me by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

(1/1 I 68,366 I Teen)

“You’re late,” Derek informed him coldly, jaw clenched. He barely even moved his mouth to speak. This guy was seriously scary.

And because Stiles was suicidal, he said, “No, I’m Stiles.”

The look he got could’ve curdled milk. Stiles even noticed that Derek’s muscles were tensing, arms bulging even more and wow this guy was scary and hot but mostly scary holy shit.

“You’re not funny,” Derek informed him coldly.

Stiles shrugged. “I think that’s a matter of opinion.”

Like it or Not by Halevetica

(56/56 I 80,902 I Not Rated)

Stiles works as the editorial assistant at Vogue. He loves everything about his job except for his boss, Derek Hale. Derek Hale is the worst and Stiles hates him. But when Derek drags him to the yearly awards dinner within the company, he is forced to play boyfriend for the night to make Derek's ex jealous. Things couldn't get much worse...or so Stiles thought.

(Fuck you they said) As they threw their threads from their wedding bed by dearericbittle (dutchmoxie)

(9/9 I 96,199 I Mature)

First Son Stiles Stilinski just accidentally caused an international incident. And apparently the only way to save human-werewolf relations is to marry him off to Prince Derek of Triskele. Stiles is going to need all of his acting skills to make the marriage look real, because the Prince is kind of a fucking asshole.

Enemy Lines by qhuinn (tekla)

(17/17 I 149,179 I Explicit)

This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

Years later when Derek returns to Beacon Hills, he does it as Alpha of a military pack on a mission to capture those responsible for the region’s resistance. With his main objective, Sheriff Stilinski, out of sight, he settles for the next best thing: his son, Stiles.

Neither of them suspects they’ll need to trust each other if they want to make it out this alive.

The Final Pack by Kedreeva

(33/33 I 428,148 I Mature)

Humankind is fighting its way back from near extinction against the supernatural beings that fed upon the remaining humans in the aftermath of the 2012 apocalypse. On the front lines, Stiles' best friend gets bitten by a werewolf and Stiles must strike a bargain with wolves in order to save him.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #enemies to lovers #anon

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ourloveisforthelovely · 3 months

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The Family (Part 1)

Regulus Black AU

Request: Can you write a story where Regulus and the reader have been best friends for years. After Hogwarts, they move to France and get married without telling The Blacks? After being away a few years, they come back and surprise everyone.

Parings: Regulus Black x Reader

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“You know that my family isn’t friendly…right?”

You looked up from your dressing table. Regulus sat on the bed looking at you with a slightly worried look.

“Like I’m concerned. I can be unfriendly too. Let fire meet fire.”

You chose to ignore the little wince that your “husband” gave you. It was no secret that Regulus was worried about facing his parents after eloping. This was the most “un-Regulus” like thing that he had ever done in his life. Meeting the repercussions of his actions was now beginning to worry him.

It had been nearly three years since Regulus had seen or talked to his family. The two of you had been hiding out in France. After moving back to England, it was time to face the proverbial music.

“Y/n, I really don’t think that you know what you are getting into. My parents aren’t like your parents. Mine are deranged and…chaotic.”

You put your brush down before moving to settle yourself on Regulus’ lap. Reaching out you twirled your fingers around one of the curls that was about to fall into his eyes.

“Regulus, we have been best friends since we were 11. I know all about your family and their…ways. It's going to take a lot more than I am the almighty Walburga Black to scare me off. Granted, I do wish that I could have a mother-in-law to do fun things with but, hey, you get what you get. You, my love, are worth whatever those nutcases have to throw at me.”

You were relieved when Regulus smiled. It wasn’t often that a smile graced his face but when it did, your heart melted.

“Maybe, if I’m l lucky, mother will fall over dead from a heart attack and the rest of the family will just spontaneously combust.”

Regulus commented with a smile. He knew what he was getting into. Regulus knew that his family was about to have a fit when he brought his new “wife” home. He knew that evening’s dinner was bound to be a fiasco. You were the absolute last person that Walburga wanted Regulus to marry. She hated the fact that the two of you were best friends. The literal only reason why she finally shut up about it was the fact that you were a Slytherin and a pure blood.

“If you must be friends with that girl, fine. It isn’t like you are going to marry her one day.”

Regulus had never forgotten that comment from Walburga. He had been 13 at the time and told his mother that you were his friend. He had no intention of stopping being your friend. It didn’t matter how angry it made his mother. Regulus had banked on his “being his mother’s favorite” card to keep her from beating the stuffing out of him after that comment.

To Regulus’ relief, Walburga stomped off muttering to herself about wondering why her sons were so obsessed with the Potter children. She just couldn’t understand what was so fascinating that Regulus and Sirius couldn’t say no to. At the moment, that was enough for Regulus.

Now, however, things were different. Regulus had fallen in love with you. After a completely “innocent” kiss at 15, he was hooked. There would be hope in Regulus ever wanting to stay away. He couldn’t…not even if he tried.

The following years were full of Regulus keeping you away from any member of his family. No matter how many times you told him that you were ready to officially meet them and rip the “bandage” off, Regulus always said no.

“Reggie, I hate to break it to you but no one will be dropping dead of any heart attacks. Besides, your mother should expect something. We are always together. One would think that with as smart as she “claims to be”, she would have figured out that we have been together since 5th year. Like it or not, she will just have to get over it.”

“I hate knowing that I am taking you into that lion’s den.”

Leaning forward, you placed a soft kiss on Regulus’ lips. You hoped that some kind of physical contact would calm down his raging mind.

“Regulus, I want you to hear me. It will take a lot more than your family to scare me off. I knew what I was getting into when I said, I do. I know your parents aren’t like my parents. They will just have to accept that we are in love. If they can’t…then that is on them. That won’t be our problem.”

“But we have two things that will be their problem.”

Regulus commented as his grey eyes flickered to the corner of the room where your twin daughters sat playing. Both girls were not the least bit interested in the conversation that their parents were having. You looked at your daughters sympathetically before turning back to Regulus. He didn’t have to say it for you to know this was the other source of his panic.

“Maybe knowledge that they are suddenly grandparents will take them out.”

You suggested with a smile. Regulus couldn’t help but smile as you got off of his lap.

“I have to keep them safe from mum and dad. I don’t want them pushing their ideals on Matilda and Rose.”

Both girls looked up and gave Regulus matching little smirks before going back to their toys.

“Regulus, I have known you for a long time. I know that you won’t let them hurt the girls.”

Regulus was quiet a moment as he watched Matilda and Rose play. He coudln’t help but wonder why his own father wanted absolutely nothing to do with him until he had gotten older. Regulus wanted nothing more than to be a part of whatever it was his daughters were doing.

“What if being around them makes me act like…him?”

Regulus questioned. You moved to stand beside your husband. Reaching down, you wrapped your hand around his and squeezed gently.

“The fact that you are even worrying about it tells me that won’t happen. If it were your father, he would never even have that thought. He would just be uncaring and believe that children are to be seen and not heard.”

Before Regulus could comment, the doorbell rang.

“That will be your brother.”

Both twins' heads popped up as they stood up to toddle out of the room shrieking Sirius’ name.

You moved to walk out of the bedroom to answer the door but stopped to look back at Regulus.

“I mean it, love, you are nothing like your father and you won’t become him. Now let's get this exciting evening over so we can have something to laugh about later.”

Walking downstairs, you smiled seeing Sirius holding both Matilda and Rose. Both twins were trying to look through his shirt pocket for the lollipops that he always brought them.

“Mine!”

Matilda shrieked before taking the lollipop out of Rose’s hand. This resulted in Rose screaming “mine” right back at her sister. Sirius looked between both toddlers and sat them down. He handed each girl a lollipop before shaking his head.

“You both get one. No need for the yelling.”

“Thank you”

Matilda muttered before going to sit down at the little table in the corner. Rose patted Sirius’ leg and went to join her sister as Sirius started trying to wipe some sticky substance off of his face.

“I don’t want to know what that is.”

He commented as you handed him a wet cloth. Chuckling Sirius cleaned the gooey spot off before giving you a smirk.

“I never thought in a million years that my neat-as-a-pin brother would be open to being a father. I thought he would barf the moment that a kid drooled on him. So…are you two really going to subject yourself to a delightful dinner from hell with Norma and Norman Bates?”

You nodded.

“Its best we get this over with. The quicker we totally rock their words the faster it will be over>”

Sirius winced.

“I don’t think it will be that easy, love. So, how is Regulus handling it?”

“Like I’m about to fall through thin ice on a pond.”

Regulus commented as he walked into the room pulling on his suit jacket. Sirius turned to face his brother and gave him a sympathetic expression.

“Maybe she will have a heart attack? I mean telling her that you married Y/n and that you have kids will be a huge shock. What if she just kills over at the dinner table? Are you just going to leave her or will you call for help? Reg, what if dad kills over too? Wouldn’t that be great?!”

Regulus only wished that he could have Sirius’ level of enthusiasm at the moment.

“I’m not that lucky, Sirius. Look, the twins go to bed at 8. Try not to hype them up on sugar this time. The last time we didn’t get them to sleep until after 11.”

Sirius gave Regulus a cold scowl.

“Look last time, they asked for ice cream. Try saying no to those little faces.”

As if on command both Matilda and Rose gave Regulus their signature “I’m cute” face.

“Love you daddy.”

Matilda muttered. Rose nodded eagerly but didn’t give up a moment with her candy. Regulus shook his head.

“Love you too, princess.”

He turned back to Sirius discreetly giving him the middle finger.

“And you’re teaching them to suck up knowing very well that I can’ say no to them.”

Sirius chuckled to himself before moving to sit on the couch.

“Well, you’ll be okay.”

Glazing down at your watch, you turned to Regulus.

“We better get going if we want to make our appearance as planned.”

Regulus groaned.

“Damn.”

The two of you moved to kiss your daughters goodbye. Sirius gave you both a final look.

“If you need me, I’ll be there in a jiffy.”

“I’ll remember that. You should pray that I don’t kill her.”

Regulus replied before following you out the door.

A moment later, you stood beside Regulus outside of Grimmauld Place. Neither of you moved to knock on the door. After a moment, you turned to look at Regulus. His handsome features were set into a hard scowl.

“Reggie, remember what I said. You aren’t your father and are nothing like your family.”

Regulus nodded. Hearing those words come from your mouth always seemed to make him feel better. Right now, it was especially helpful because he felt as if he was throwing his family into the lion's den.

“We should get this over with.”

Regulus commented before knocking on the door.

A moment later, Kreacher opened the door. The elf’s eyes got huge seeing the one person that he loved most in the world.

“Master Regulus, you finally came home. Kreacher is delighted to see you.”

Kreacher turned his attention to you and frowned. He knew exactly who you were after hearing Walburga fuss about you for many hours. Regulus had followed Kreacher’s gaze and took a breath.

“Kreacher, this is my Y/n. I want you to treat her with respect.”

The elf didn’t look thrilled by the comment. He held back the vile comment that he wanted to make about the Potters being blood traitors. If there was one thing that Kreacher wouldn’t do, it was upset Regulus.

“Yes, Master Regulus. Please follow Kreacher. Dinner has just been served.”

Regulus tightened his hold on your hand as the two of you stepped into the house.

You had never been inside Grimmauld Place before. After stepping in the door it was as dark and gloomy as you expected. Nothing about this place screamed warm and welcoming.

“This makes me love my family all the more.”

You thought as you followed Regulus and Kreacher down the dark and gloomy hallway. At least, with your family, the home was always warm and welcoming. No one had to worry about being hexed over the dinner table.

Your thoughts stopped the moment that you stepped into the dining room. Just as you expected, the room grew silent. Multiple sets of cold eyes were initially upon you. You squeezed Regulus’ hand as Walburga stood up looking furious.

“Regulus, why is that girl here?”

Regulus took a breath. He didn’t expect much of a greeting from his mother.

“Hello, mother.”

He glanced to where his father sat. Orion was watching him with a hawk-like expression while his grandmother and grandfather took sips of their wine. Cygnus and Druella both were giving each other hesitant expressions as if to say “here we go.”

“I asked you a question, Regulus. It's been three years since we have seen you and you come home with this girl.”

Regulus swallowed, suddenly remembering just who the hell he was. If his mother wanted to play hardball then so could he.

“Yes, Mother it has been three years. Furthermore, this girl has a name, and its Y/n. I expect respect for my wife.”

Both Walburga and Orion went pale. Cygnus and Druella’s mouths dropped while Arcturus and Melania tilted their heads.

“Silly of me, but did you say wife?”

Walburga finally choked out.

“Yeah, he said wife. My name is Y/n. Just so you know, Walburga, I match people’s energy. You be nice to me and I’ll be nice to you. If you want to start shit, you better be ready to dance. That goes for all of you lovely people. Now, we are here in goodwill. We aren’t here for this to turn into some muggle soap opera-level crap.”

You watched as Walburga quickly began to stutter. She clearly did not expect that to come out of your mouth. Orion, meanwhile, was looking at you with a look of amazement.

“You wanted to see us. We are here but play your cards carefully. Remember that I’m the heir to this family.”

Regulus added in a calm even tone. Walburga continued to blink before turning to Orion. Orion gave his wife a cold glare before turning back to his son.

“I see that you couldn’t be bothered to tell us about any of this.”

Regulus smirked.

“Sorry, Father but we have been rather busy in France. There is more you should know. We have twin daughters. If you have any interest in seeing them, the lot of you will agree to my terms.”

Walburga sank back in her chair before grabbing Orion’s arm.

“They have children. Oh heaven help me, they have children.”

Orion didn’t say anything immediately as he glanced at his wife. He knew Walburga would kill him later but he had a feeling that she would do exactly as her son asked. In private, Walburga had been a wreck since Regulus moved away. There had been multiple times that she had shed tears over the subject. Of course, Orion would never tell Regulus this.

“Yes, we have children.”

You replied. Melania turned to her grandson with a gentle expression. Regulus had always been her favorite. Now seeing him as a husband and father made her extremely pleased. While she still could see the darling little boy that Regulus was, it was clearly time to see him as the man that he had become.

“You didn’t bring them with you, Regulus.”

Regulus’ cold expression softened as he addressed his grandmother.

“No, grandmother. I didn’t with reason. Our family has a talent for losing our tempers and acting out of places of anger. My daughters don’t need to be exposed to that. Before any of you lay eyes upon them, you’ll listen to what I have to say and agree to my terms.”

Orion leaned back in his chair with a scowl.

“We’re listening.”

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Hello! This is a fic rec of my all-time favorite fics. These fics have really stuck with me over the years, and I've read many of them multiple times. This is an ongoing fic rec, that I will continue to update. These fics are organized by word count from longest to shortest. You can view my other fic recs here. Enjoy!

Of Mates and Men by bananaheathen / @bananaheathen (630k)

In which, Louis and Harry meet as best men for their best friends' wedding... well... sort of.

Or, the one where Harry's just moved back from New York and Louis doesn't believe in romance.

Or, I guess... the one where Zayn and Liam are getting married.

Hiding Place by orphan_account (365k)

Louis never wanted a soulmate, didn’t really care for the whole Bonding thing at all, really. Enter Harry Styles, who’s wanted to be Bonded for as long as he could remember. With one fateful meeting in an X Factor bathroom, Louis gets a dagger on his arm and the realization that just because Harry is his soulmate doesn’t mean it’s mutual.

From the X Factor house to Madison Square Garden, from the Fountain Studios stage to stadiums across the world, Louis has to learn to love without losing himself completely, because someday his best friend will Bond to someone and replace Louis as the center of his universe. Meanwhile, Harry begins to think that maybe fate doesn’t actually know what it’s doing after all, because his other half has clearly been right in front of him the whole time. All he has to do now is convince Louis to give them a chance.

Or, the canon compliant Harry and Louis love story from the very beginning, where the only difference is that the love between them is literally written on their skin, and there’s only so much they can hide.

You Can Hear It In The Silence by imogenelee / @imogenleefic (234k)

When Harry Styles was accepted into a post-grad degree, he knew he could no longer afford his flat, leaving him with three options: 1) Move back into student halls. 2) Become homeless. 3) Move in with his best (and only) friend, Niall, and three of Niall's other mates. He went with the third option. But it was a close race. Shame one of his roommates reminded him why he only has one friend. If there is one thing Louis Tomlinson can't stand, it's pretentious tossers, having grown up around enough of them. If there is one thing he can't live without, it would be his friends. So he was proper thrilled to move in with his best mates and a couple of other lads. That was until he discovered one of them was the archetype for a pretentious tosser.

In the interest of seeing out the twelve-month lease without killing each other, they both try (debatable) to get along despite believing they are opposite in almost every conceivable way, each having the communication skills of a cucumber, and secrets that have no business be kept secret.

One More Time Again by orphan_account (232k)

Harry looks down to where Louis is cradling his hand between his own. Louis' hands are slender, the bones delicate, the nails bitten short. The 2-8 on the backs of his fingers is gone, but the faded scar from a skateboarding mishap in Year 7 is still there.

Harry's hand is awkward, knobby-boned and naked, no rings, no tattoos. It's too big for his wrist and his wrist too big for his arm. Yet it still somehow fits in Louis' in the painfully perfect way it always did.

He blinks back the sting in his eyes.

On the morning of his second sold-out performance at Madison Square Garden, Harry wakes up to find that he's sixteen years old, on The X Factor, and that he has a chance to make things right.

A canon-compliant fix-it fic (sort of).

Stranger Stars by shaylea (212k)

Five years ago, Africa offered a grieving Louis Tomlinson an escape from an England he couldn't tolerate. Now it's become home as he leads overland tours across the continent with his best friend and driver Zayn Malik. What's meant to be just another ordinary six-week trip from Cape Town to Nairobi turns into anything but, when future lawyer/current photographer and songwriter Harry Styles and his friends join Louis' latest set of passengers.

Given A Chance by fabby / @fabby1d (173k)

Five years after One Direction took their last tour, the last thing Louis Tomlinson ever expected to happen while on a tea run at the local Piggly Wiggly was to run into his ex-boyfriend and ex-bandmate Harry Styles.

The odds of them ever running into each other again had to be super slim, right?

Wrong.

What happens when you mix ex-boyfriends with a large serving of Small Town America? Will Louis and Harry be able to set aside their differences, or will Louis be able to stay breezy as fuck in the wake of Harry’s arrival?

(or, the one where Louis and Harry run into each other five years after One Direction ends and learn how to love each other again. Featuring: Reggie as the overweight labrador, Niall as Louis’ last grip on reality, and Nowheresville, North Carolina as the setting for Louis’ worst nightmare to come true.)

The Wonderlands by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci (150k)

"Somewhere between chaos and control — these are the wonderlands."

Harry's daughter, Andy, is signed to Louis' girl band. Her path to success is marked by competition, chaos, and for Harry, a love affair.

As You Are by Zarah5 (139k)

AU. Five years after The X Factor launched his career as a radio host and songwriter, Louis Tomlinson returns as a judge. Falling for a contestant is the last thing he needs. It's also against his contract.

The only reason Harry auditions for The X Factor is because his best mate signed the two of them up as some kind of joke. Harry doesn't get the big deal—not until he's faced with this season's judges and realises that one of them used to be his desperate, impossible teenage crush.

Unbelievers by isthatyoularry / @isthatyoularry (136k)

It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan.

Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

Empty Skies by green_feelings / @greenfeelings (134k)

For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream – making it big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him.Louis is part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul. He’s still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to complain?

Let's Fall in Love in a Place You Want to Stay by embro (134k)

A George of the Jungle / Tarzan AU where Louis is a model who meets Wild Man Harry in the Congo. He was raised by apes and barely speaks a word of English and turns Louis' life upside down.

Love Is A Rebellious Bird by 100percentsassy, Gloria_Andrews / @gloriaandrews (134k)

AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who "has made Mozart cool again" according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

Don't hum Bolero.

Wild Love bypurpledaisy / @harrydaisy (130k)

“Good,” Julia says, clearly pleased to have them both uncomfortable and unable to look at each other. “Now, I only have one more question before you can go. What are you planning to do when this experiment ruins your friendship?”

“We said we’d stay friends no matter what,” Harry says smoothly, his chin lifting in defense.

“That was our one thing going into it,” Louis agrees. “Stay friends no matter what.”

Julia raises a perfectly manicured brow, “That’s all fine and good. But I hope you realize your emotions aren’t going to realize this is an experiment in the end. If one of you falls for the other and finds out those feelings are not reciprocated, you’re not going to be able to laugh it off as a social experiment. I’m not saying you shouldn’t do this, I’m just hoping you’ve considered all of the possible outcomes.”

- AU: Two best friends try to date each other for forty days. It’s supposed to be fun until emotions make it complicated.

After All These Years byLifeInAColorWheel (127k)

It’s been seven years since One Direction went on hiatus and it’s been eight years since Louis and Harry broke up. They’ve been strangers to one another since then.

But, over the course of a weeklong boys’ trip, history between Harry and Louis resurfaces.

Or,

The one when Louis and Harry don’t talk, connect again years later, and reflect on why their love collapsed.

Wild and Unruly by 100percentsassy, Gloria_Andrews / @gloriaandrews (123k)

Harry is a cowboy sitting on the biggest oil reservoir in Wyoming, and Louis is the paralegal assigned to pressure him into selling his land.

I'll Fly Away by juliusschmidt / @juliusschmidt (122k)

Harry and Louis grew up together in Lake County, Harry with his mom and stepdad in a tiny cottage on Edward’s Lake and Louis in his family’s farmhouse a few minutes down the road. But after high school, Louis stuck around and Harry did not; Harry went to Chicago where he found a boyfriend and couple of college degrees. Six years later, Harry ends up back in Edwardsville for the summer and he and Louis fall into old patterns and discover new ones.

ft. One Direction, the local boyband; Horan’s Bar and Grill; families, most especially children and babies; Officer Liam Payne; many local festivals and fireworks displays; and Anne Cox, PFLAG President.

Bitter Tangerine by purpledaisy / @daisyharry (119k)

Maybe it’s Niall, he reasons to calm his storming heart. Maybe he’s not actually gone for the holidays yet, maybe Harry got the dates confused. Slowly, he holds his breath and pushes the kitchen door open. The first thing he sees make him jump, a wooden spoon held out like a sword. Once his brain processes the sight in front of him, it’s less the sword that gets him than who is attached to the wooden spoon.

“Harry,” the swordsmen speaks before Harry can, his voice low and steady though confusion laces each word.

Harry’s breath catches. Every string around his heart, all the protection he spent nine months building, rips out and tears open all at once as he says, “Hi Louis.”

AU: Nine months after they break up, a twist of fate brings Harry and Louis back together at Christmas.

Never Be by cherrystreet / @cherrystreet (117k)

Monica: You've got to see her again.Ross: And why do you care so much?Monica: Because! You could get to live out my fantasy!Ross: You had fantasies about Emily?Monica: No! Y’know, the fantasy! Meet someone from a strange land, fall madly in love, and spend the rest of your lives together.

The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

Burn to Ash by bethaboo (116k)

Harry is sitting there, so fucking casual, and Louis realizes in a split second he was not ready. When Harry walked out in Detroit and never looked back, he was a boy verging on a man, still only twenty years old, but there's a man in his place now. Hard and resolute, yes, but still, for the first time in a long time, Louis can kind of see the old Harry in him. The soft, directness of his gaze, the hesitant smile he gives to Lou, the way he wrings his ridiculously large hands in his lap.

He's a little bit the eager sixteen year old puppy dog again, his innocence and sweetness resurrected miraculously, and Louis freezes in place. He was prepared to face the asshole Harry. He was prepared to meet a whole new Harry.

Louis is not prepared to meet one of the old incarnations of Harry, and it absolutely tears him up.

Or the fic where Harry spirals out of control, the band breaks up, and then he shows back up, five years later.

Mine Would Be You by crinkle-eyed-boo / @crinkle-eyed-boo (114k)

Louis blinks his eyes open, his eyelids fluttering as the room swims around him. He takes several gulps of beer once he confirms that he’s definitely not hallucinating, that the very first portrait Harry Styles ever painted of him is hanging on that wall.

Louis stares at the wall, his heart jackrabbiting in his chest as he realizes that there’s not just one painting of him, there’s five, the portraits lined up like they’re some sort of storyboard depicting the rise and fall of his deepest love. His greatest heartache. A pain that cut him so deep that he left the fucking country, severing all ties with his life in New York, now suddenly surrounding him as if he’d never left.

Fucking shit motherfucker fuck.

Louis returns to New York City five years after he left it – and the love of his life – behind. He didn’t intend to see Harry again, but fate has a funny way of pulling them together, whether they like it or not. After making a begrudging truce, they both start to wonder: Would it be so bad if history repeated itself?

Tired Tired Sea by mediawhore / @mediawhorefics (113k)

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

Babydoll Blues by devilinmybrain / @thedevilinmybrain (111k)

Louis is a high profile, filthy rich label executive who has the world at his feet - a music god.. Harry is the sugar baby trying to make a name for himself singing in shady bars and hanging off the arm of Louis' biggest rival. What Louis wants, Louis gets. But what if the game gets too hot and hits a little too close to the heart?

Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose by certainsadness (103k)

“There’s something so great about watching you interact with art,” Harry said quietly. “Like, when you were giving the tour, you were just so you, and so happy and excited and funny and engrossing. But then when you’re looking at the art, when it’s, like, just for you, you get so quiet and observant.” He pressed a kiss to Louis’s shoulder. “But you still seem so you, and so happy. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you as happy as you’ve been tonight.” He kissed his shoulder again. “As you are right now.” A shiver went up Louis’s back. “I’m happy when I’m with you,” he said.

Or, Louis loved art and Harry was a masterpiece.

Emperor's New Clothes by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships (92K)

The fact that Louis’s most precious belonging was a cat with a face like thunder and an uncanny ability to cover every single inch of Louis’s clothing with cat hair was something that Louis chose not to think about too much.

or: Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship.

Behavioural Ecology by turtlekz / @turtlekz (81k)

Louis Tomlinson is a primatologist working with the Jane Goodall Institute for primate conservation; and Harry Styles is the photojournalist sent from National Geographic to write a piece promoting awareness about the endangered species. They meet, and love is never, ever simple, as we know.

Featuring Eli the chimpanzee, bickering humans, storytelling, and five men who come to gain an understanding of what it means to be human; all stationed in the Republic of the Congo.

Do Not Go Gentle by afirethatcannotdie / @afirethatcannotdie (70k)

“This is all a game to you, isn’t it? Well, it’s not for me. This is a real life or death situation,” Louis says, spitting the words at him. “And I just don’t think you’re cut out for it.”

For a moment, they stare at each other in complete silence. Harry can feel his blood thrumming between his ears, can see Louis glaring at him, feels red-hot anger. And then all he feels, oppressively and desperately, is lust.

Suddenly Louis is surging up to him to press his lips against Harry’s. Harry walks the two of them backwards, pressing Louis back against the door. Louis oomphs in surprise and brings his hands under Harry’s scrub top, scratching at his lower back.

“Lock — oh — lock the… fucking door,” Louis mutters.

When Harry Styles starts his first day as a surgical intern, he expects a lot of things: to treat patients, to observe a surgery, to feel a bit overwhelmed. What he definitely doesn't expect, however, is that the handsome guy he kicked out of his bed this morning is also an intern.

A Grey’s Anatomy AU where tensions are high, Harry and Louis are hooking up in secret, and no one has time for love. Or do they?

To the Ends of the Earth by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci (68k)

During a yearlong hiatus, Louis visits Harry at his cabin in Idaho, where long-buried feelings ignite like the fire keeping them warm.

A Yuzu Grows in Brooklyn by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci (66k)

Harry is a recent implant in new york and a young chef opening a restaurant called yuzu. louis, a music teacher and broadway lover, has been around the block for a while. in a city that's so fast-paced, they're slow to catch on to each other.

The Dark and the Dentist by sunshiner / @theprizeofcoolness (66k)

“I know this song,” Louis whispers, and Harry has to lean his ear toward him to pick up what he’s saying. “It was written for people to dance to it. We should be dancing.” We can’t, Harry almost spits, but it’d be stupid of him. Louis knows they can’t. Even if he looks like any regular Parisian in their twenties, and Harry looks like any hipster Parisian in their twenties, they can’t anyway. To be fair, they probably wouldn’t do it even if they were out. But if they were two uni students, both in Paris for an exchange, meeting over fallen books at the library, or because of mutual friends, or watching Monet’s Water Lilies? “How would we dance?” Harry murmurs, mouth almost pressed to Louis’ cheek, so close he can feel his warmth. What a picture they must make, two millionaires freezing in a park and dreaming of a different life.

An account of the events of November 2014. Canon-compliant.

Time Passed by coffinofachimera (66k)

Louis struggles with their relationship as Harry grows into his identity.

Outwit, Outplay, Outlast by dancesongsoul, lookatyourchoices (60k)

“Tommo and Harry are gonna do it. I don’t know when, but they’re gonna do it. They’ve got the mattress, the pillows, everything’s in place, and they’re gonna do it. I really wish those two the best of luck.” –Taylor Swift, "Chapera"

Or a Survivor All-Stars AU in which Harry and Louis are just in this game to win the million dollars, but they end up with something better.

Featuring Harry's yellow swim shorts, Louis in snapbacks, and OT5 shenanigans.

No One Does It Better by nodibs (49k)

Harry’s an alcoholic and Louis is a bartender. The first time they meet isn’t the first time they’ve met.

Sail Away With Me by star_henderson / @star-henderson (47k)

“It’s inhumane putting four blokes in one cabin.” Louis stripped off and climbed up into his top bunk. “And why did we get the smelliest twat on the whole ship and bore of the century?”

Harry shrugged. “We clearly pissed someone off along the way.”

Louis snorted softly. “Who do I have to bend over for to get us an upgrade?”

Harry barked out a laugh. “If only it were that simple.” He rolled his eyes wistfully at Louis.

“The only way I’m going to get a two berth is to throw Payno overboard and be next in line for the deputy cruise director's job.” Louis leaned up on one elbow to look over at Harry. “Would you help me weigh his body down so I don’t go to jail?”

“Only If I can share your cabin.” Harry shuffled about, tucking the duvet between his legs, sweeping his hair up into a bun and securing it in a band. “I’m not being an accessory to murder and then still having to share with them two, no fucking way.”

Louis and Harry are part of the entertainment team on board a luxury cruise liner. They hate sharing their four berth cabin with two other guys and would do anything to get a cabin of their own. One drunken night the solution was simple. They'd just get married...

Be My Little Good Luck Charm by 100percentsassy (34k)

In which Harry is a promising amateur golfer making his debut at the PGA Championship, and Louis is a Sky Sports anchor who would really rather be commentating on footie.

The other boys are around too: caddy!Niall provides victory pints, Liam is Louis's Very Serious co-anchor, and poor Zayn just gets his face drawn on.

Have You Coming Back Again by whoknows (31k)

It’s five o’clock in the morning. Louis has a lecture at half eight. He could be using this time to study or to do his readings or to go to the gym, but - well. He doesn’t have any exams coming up, he’s not going to his seminar today anyway and he hates the gym.

Instead he’s using this time to fuck with Harry Styles’ poor little brain.

Louis jogs across the street and jabs the key into the car door. It opens easily, not that he was expecting anything else. He copied the key for a reason, after all.

He’s got Harry’s schedule memorized, more because the guy keeps following him around than anything, so he doesn’t bother looking around before climbing behind the wheel and setting his bag on the passenger seat. It’s a Monday, which means that Harry doesn’t even get out of bed before noon unless he’s planning on harassing Louis.

Loved By Your Mother by superglass / @gaymoustache (31k)

Harry stretches out like Venus with her lover, growing sleepy in the late afternoon light with a baby growing inside her. Perhaps not literally, not physically. Not exactly.

Harry struggles to come to terms with wanting to have children, and what that means for their relationship. Canon compliant, set a few years into the future

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be still, my foolish heart [2] - jamie tartt x reader

pairing: jamie tartt x fem!reader

word count: 2.7k

series warnings: lots of language throughout, some allusions to smut but nothing explicit, a LOT of fucking fluff mostly ngl

a/n: the response on the first chapter of this was so overwhelming in the best way. i'm literally beside myself that people enjoyed it! my current plan is to update this every other day and try and get some little blurbs and one shots out in between. have a fabulous saturday night my loves <3

series summary: when jamie gets called up to the england team for the first time, he's terrified. enter you, all smiles and swearing, and suddenly his only fear is falling head over boots for you.

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chapter two - i swear i thought i'd dreamed her

“Is that all you’ve got, Tartt?”

“Oh you’re so fuckin’ on, Rife.”

It’s day four of training camp. Jamie is over the moon to find that the England lads are largely similar to his Richmond lot and while he’s not half in love with them like he is back home, they’re a good bunch of lads. They get on. They can rib each other endlessly and then enjoy a good meal. He feels far more at home than he could have imagined.

He hadn’t expected Ted to get quite so jealous when he was telling him all this on FaceTime the night before.

“It’s nothin’ like being at home, though, Ted. ‘Course fuckin’ not. Haven’t got a grandad screaming at me all the time, ‘ave I?”

That was enough to placate Ted, allowed him to get on with telling Jamie how everyone was getting on at Richmond. Apparently, Ted had originally called him to get some advice on hair care products, but Jamie didn’t buy that for a second. He knew Ted could tell how nervous he was before he left. He was so grateful to have a gaffer - and a friend - willing to make up a shit excuse to check up on him.

He was holding his own in the training sessions too. He knew he wasn’t first choice up front, and however much it might have irked him previously, now he was able to enjoy the prestige that came with being here. The feeling he got when he shrugged on his England kit every morning just like he’d dreamt about when he was only a sexy little baby.

He loved penalty practice with Rife, tackling Marko in a 5v5 and knowing he’d be tackled back any second. He knew they were training for what would turn out to be some of the most important matches of his career, but it didn’t feel like it. It felt like making a few new friends and dragging them down to the nearby pitch everyday to have a kick about. It felt nice.

Still hadn’t managed to talk to the City lads, though.

It was beginning to affect his play, too. When one of them would shout out an instruction to him, he’d do it without hesitation, wanting to make nice. But he knew that his own instincts got him his place on this team and blindly listening to others wasn’t going to get him any minutes.

Which was why he was stood behind a plant, outside the hotel bar, trying to figure out his move to just go over and talk to the fuckers.

They were nice lads. He knew that. They used to be friends, yeah, but he was a prick back then, so maybe they only liked prick Jamie and weren’t that nice at all. Or they hated prick Jamie and wanted nothing to do with him ever again. Or they thought he was a total joke who didn’t deserve to be there. Or-

“What did the plant do to you?” came a voice from behind him, which made him realise he was gripping the stem with a vengeance, “You need me to kick it over? I’ll do it, but you’ll need to be lookout.”

That playful teasing, that voice, was familiar. When he turned and found you, kind head of PR you that he hadn’t seen properly since your first meeting, he couldn’t decide if he was a lucky bastard or had the worst misfortune in the whole world. He groaned either way as he let go of the poor plant.

“I’ll water it later to say sorry, I guess,” he said, patting a leaf in a way that felt pretty pathetic, “You’re stayin’ ‘ere too? I haven’t seen ya.”

That wasn’t totally true. He’d seen you about once a day since that first day, but only around the camp itself rather than the hotel. The two of you had shared curt nods each time, a reminder of your first meeting, but each time these nods had been followed by easy smiles to each other.

Each time you’d been sharply dressed. A pencil skirt here, a trouser suit there. It reminded him a little of Rebecca, except for the little touches that he’d noticed you let slip through the professional facade. A beaded anklet, a pair of fluffy earrings. You were a ray of sunshine around the place, that much he had picked up on. The regulars at the camp greeted you as a similar breath of fresh air.

“Perk of being head of a department,” you smile, “How’s training treating you? Issues with the grass that you’re taking out on all plants in sight?”

There was a very loud sigh waiting in his throat. He could make up a lie about waiting for someone, or checking out the plants because he wanted to get himself one back home, but you’d see through any bullshit he offered up. And he didn’t really want to bullshit you anyway.

“More embarrassin’ than that, I think,” he admits, watching as your face falls from that teasing smile to something with more worry in it. It’s very hard to keep eye contact with you when you’re looking at him all concerned like that, “I’m gonna give y’ the option to walk away now, if ya want, so y’ don’t have to be part of it, like.”

He watches you make a face as if there’s an obvious answer to what he’s just said. Without thinking, he takes a quick glance back at the City players huddled around the bar to check they haven’t clocked him. Of course, you notice.

“I hope you know how mysterious and intriguing you just made this situation,” you say as you come to stand beside him, more behind the plant than you were, “Something to do with the lads in there?”

That big, loud sigh he’s been holding in manages to break free.

“Yeah, it is. Yeah,” he doesn’t even know how to say it without sounding like a sad sack of shit. You smell really good and it’s the first time he’s seen you in anything other than work clothes and you look incredible in cargos. His thought process is scrambled, “They’re all City, yeah? Sooo…we were teammates an’ then we weren’t. Now I’m…fuck, I don’t even fuckin’ know what I’m doin’.”

Part of him hates swearing like that in front of you until he remembers your penchant for swearing. He hadn’t looked at you when he was talking, but when he risks a look back at your face, there’s no more of that worry that had been there briefly. There’s understanding instead, and he likes it a lot more.

“You want to talk but don’t know how? Think they hate your guts?”

“Well, it’d be hard to hate these guts,” he says, words cocky but he doesn’t get the tone right and he’s quick to self-deprecate instead, “But yeah, that sums it up. Pretty fuckin’ pathetic, huh?”

“No. Not fucking pathetic at all, Just Jamie. Don’t call yourself that.”

You’re looking at him expectantly so he nods, a little confused by your ferocity.

“Good. Not pathetic,” you say again, for him or for you, he isn’t sure, “So, let’s get us a game plan. How about we go in there, order a drink maybe, definitely some chips, and I’ll wave them over after ten minutes. I’ll make up some PR bullshit, get the conversation going.”

He hesitates. Suddenly, he realises his previous plan was to stare at them all night through the leaves of this plant before running back to his room when they looked like they were about to get up.

“I dunno…maybe I should leave it? Like, I’m making a big deal out of nothin’, really.”

“I think they’d appreciate you making an effort,” you insist, “I can confirm that they don’t hate your guts, if it helps. They’re decent lads. Warne is a dickhead, but he’s harmless. I’m sure you know all this, really.”

“You might be underestimatin’ what a dickhead I was, Just Y/N,” he laments, although the use of what he could now call a nickname between the two of you makes him feel better, “I was fuckin’ awful.”

“No, I know,” she says instead, and he wasn’t expecting that. His head snaps to gape at her so quick she actually laughs at him, “I watched Lust Conquers All. It’s trash but it makes you feel better about yourself, you know? And yeah, you did seem like a dickhead, but you don’t seem like one now. Anyone with half a brain would notice, so I’m sure even Warne will realise you’re not coming at them from the same place you were at.”

It’s a lot to process. Firstly, that yet another person has watched that godforsaken fucking show and it’s you and he feels like a total idiot in front of you now. But then he registers the rest of it, that in such a short time you’ve just proclaimed that he’d obviously not like that anymore. That he’s changed. He knows he has, but he doesn’t always expect other people to notice straightaway.

“How the fuck did you watch that show and still manage to be so nice to me when we met?” he asks, because he can’t help himself. He wants to know the answer. Wants to know if you’re just like that with everyone, because that would probably be easier.

“Hey,” you lower your voice, “Richmond fan, remember? I’ve been to the games. Even a couple of the open training sessions. Everyone at Richmond knows you’re a different person now, right?”

He gulps. Nods.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah. So…I do too,” you’re practically whispering now. Talking to you is like having a piece of Richmond with him, maybe even more so than the playlist. You’re Richmond and you know the new Jamie. It means more than he should tell you to feel like he has someone on his side, “Also I’m pretty good friends with this guy at the club. Do you know Trent Crimm?”

“You know Trent?” he exclaims, louder than he should. You hush him, but you’re smiling as you do it. He repeats his question a lot quieter, “Sorry. You know Trent Crimm?”

“Yeah, he used to do some reporting on England, for a while. We ended up chatting quite a lot. There’s not many male football journalists out there worth making friends with, but Trent’s one of the good ones. He texted me to look after you, actually, so you must be pretty great.”

Now Jamie was really torn. On the one hand, Trent texting you to take care of him was really fucking nice for a man he hadn’t even spoken to all that much. On the other hand, there was now a sinking feeling in his chest that all this kindness was a favour to Trent and had nothing to do with him at all.

“Oh. That’s- uh, that’s nice to hear.”

“Oh fuck, that’s not why I want to help you!” you said quickly, like you’d read his mind, “I just saw you with the plant, wanted to check you were okay. I’m not just, like, fulfilling a promise to him or anything.”

That sinking feeling lifted. Especially because he liked that you wanted to make sure he knew that. He could feel little pieces of his confidence floating back into his body. They were on thin ice, however, when you tugged on his arm to follow you as you walked straight into the bar, heading directly for the City players as you did so. He had no choice but to follow you.

His first thought was that you really did look criminally good in cargos, and his second thought was that this wasn’t in the fucking plan.

“Boys! My City Folk,” you greet them, definitely going for awkward on purpose. The three players smiled and waved as you came to stop beside them at the bar, Jamie following behind attempting to look as cool as possible, “I do hope you’re not breaking any rules? I am a known grass, and I will tell Gareth.”

They laugh and Jamie joins in because then maybe he’ll be part of things. Also, you’re funny, and he can tell you know it.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, just water for us tonight. We thought if we came down here, it might at least feel like we were drinking.”

“And I thought there might be some girls to chat with,” Warne added, as expected by pretty much everyone who knew him, “None around until you showed up, Y/N.”

“You’re a fucking idiot, Warne,” you reprimand, though there’s enough teasing in it that he just grins, “Didn’t the others remind you this hotel is entirely booked out for England players and staff?”

“Yeah. But you never know who you haven’t met yet.”

Jamie snorts at that and it draws more attention to him than he’d like. But it’s an opening, and your eyes are wide telling him to go for it! So he does.

“Strangely profound for you, Warne,” he supplies, grateful when you chuckle and the other two City boys join in, “Hey, how about the next round of water is on me?”

That really draws a laugh out of them, even Warne.

“You were always a generous son of a bitch, Tartt,” Rocky smiles, clapping him on the back. Again he sees an opening and with you still looking at him all encouragingly, he wants to take it.

“Nah, I wasn’t. I was a prick when we last talked. But I’ve been told I’m slightly better now, sometimes,” he glances at you when he says it, but you look so fond he has to look away, “Anyways, what I’m tryin’ to say: I’m sorry for before. Hope we can start fresh, like.”

“Mate,” Rocky shakes his head, brushing him off, “We’re all good. Long as you don’t keep drifting offside when I’m trying to thread one to you, I think we’ll manage.”

“Yeah, and don’t beat me in the fitness trials, alright? That’s my time to shine,” Warne adds, and even he’s got a friendly look in his eye, an attempt to respond to Jamie’s obvious and unexpected vulnerability. The weight that Jamie feels lift off his chest is massive. He can breathe properly again.

“No promises, mate. I’m fuckin’ fast now. Lightning, me.”

And with that, it’s easy to fall back into the banter he was used to. When Warne has launched into a story about not being able to find a toilet in Ibiza, he turns to you to say a silent thank you, but you’ve vanished from his side. He tries not to let his disappointment show on his face.

Searching around for a second, as subtly as he can, he spots a flash of your cargos behind the plant he’d been so well acquainted with. You pop your head out when you see that he’s looking and shoot him a double thumbs up and it’s all he can do not to excuse himself from the conversation and run over to you.

But you’re already giving a little wave and walking the other way. He watches you until you’re gone. Lets his eyes linger even a little longer than that.

When he turns back to tune into Warne again, hoping none of them noticed his wandering eye, he’s so incredibly grateful that you helped him face his fear. That he’s got his wish, and can get back to the game he loves without anymore unfinished business hanging over him.

Alongside that gratefulness, is the tugging at his heart that thinks his position behind that plant wasn’t so bad, once he gained some company.

But he wouldn’t have flirted with you. He isn’t going to. Bad idea. Just talking, in a totally friendly way, would have been a pretty fucking nice evening, he thinks.

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if you've got this far, i fucking love you!! <3 and if you're at all into real life football like i am (enough to be pursuing a job in the field ffs) then see if you can work out who any of the England players might be based on hahaha

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #jamie tartt x you #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt fluff #jamie tartt series #be still my foolish heart

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wildest dreams au

luke hughes x abigail abernathy

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glamorousgail🔒

tagged rudeth, drewstarkey, jonathandavissofficial, madisonbaileybabe

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drewstarkey soon🏄‍♂️

madisonbaileybabe summer cannot come soon enough

glamorousgail @/madisonbaileybabe literally three days into january and sick of it

lhughes_06 @/glamorousgail you live in new england

glamorousgail @/lhughes_06 fine i’ll just move to florida without you…

lhughes_06 @/glamorousgail DO NOT

madelyncline i miss you cutie pie

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jonathandavissofficial pogue life is the best life

glamorousgail @/jonathandavissofficial if that ain’t the truth

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rudeth guys i inspired this post

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lhughes_06 @/rudeth well aren’t you special

January 3, 2024

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messages 5:04 pm

luke: are you seriously still talking to rudy

abigail: he’s my friend so yes

luke: do you remember why he broke up with you

abigail: believe it or not i do and we’ve talked about it

abigail: he feels really bad and i don’t want to fuck up what we have right now especially with season 4 on the horizon

luke: gail that doesn’t fix what he did

luke: i’m looking out for you

abigail: i know that’s what you think you’re doing but trust me luke i know how to handle this

abigail: i’ve had exes who didn’t like our friendship and when they broke up with me bc of it it’s never bothered you this much

luke: whatever just forget about it

abigail: good luck tonight

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Abigail set her phone down and rubbed a hand over her face. She let out a frustrated sigh. It was true, she had a few ex boyfriends who hadn’t loved the idea of her being so close with other guys.

Rudy was one of them, but him and Abigail had finally reached a point where that didn’t matter, and they could go back to what they were before they started dating during the filming of season one of OBX.

She wished Luke would understand that Rudy had changed, but she knew the real reason he was upset about it, even if they pretended it never happened.

December 31, 2023

After the fireworks and the party, Abigail and the boys had successfully made it back to her apartment.

They made a great drinking game out of Monopoly on her bathroom floor, and it was getting a little wild.

Jack had almost flipped the board a few times because Abigail threatened to take his properties (even though that was against the rules).

“That’s it! I can’t afford a fucking hotel, I’m quitting this,” Quinn announced, standing from the bathroom tile, wobbling a bit before taking a few slow steps toward the door. He didn’t make it far before he slipped on some spare Monopoly dollars and came crashing down into the bathtub.

Jack laughed hysterically as Quinn groaned from the tub.

“I’ll go get some water for these guys,” Abigail decide, patting Luke’s arm before heading to the kitchen.

Luke glanced down at his phone in a nervous manner. “Wait up,” he said, following her into the hall.

Abigail took two glasses from the cabinet and placed them on the counter. “You think I need help?” she said, teasing.

“I think you’re perfectly capable,” he said, hands in his pockets as he stood by the island.

“Alright,” she responded skeptically.

Luke cleared his throat. “There’s a minute until midnight,” he said suddenly.

“Really? I didn’t know it was that late already.” She filled up each cup and put them in front of Luke on the island.

“Time flies when you’re having fun.” He looked at her like he was expecting something. He wanted Abigail to make the connection. He wanted her to round the counter and get closer to him. And then, he wanted her to kiss him when the countdown was over.

He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. Abigail wasn’t saying anything. She was looking at him with her lips parted, her eyebrows pushed together. Luke thought, for a moment, for a good thirty seconds, that that look meant she didn’t want what he did.

On the tv in the living room that was still playing from before they all left to go see the fireworks, the countdown had reached twenty seconds.

Luke’s eyes glanced down at Abigail’s body, he couldn’t hold eye contact for much longer without imploding. The strap of her tank top had fallen from her shoulder. Absentmindedly, he reached out to fix it.

When he did, he looked back to her face and saw she was staring at his lips. As the countdown finished, she grabbed his hand and guided it to her neck, pulling him forward simultaneously and kissing him hard.

Cheers could be heard from the television, but Luke could hear nothing over the sound of the blood rushing to his ears.

Maybe it was the alcohol that made Abigail that confident, or maybe it was just how tired she was of wanting to kiss him but never being able to.

She pulled away faster than she wanted to. Luke stared at her with a dumbstruck look on his face. Abigail avoided his eyes and grabbed the glasses from the counter, taking them to where Jack and Quinn were waiting.

January 3, 2024

Abigail didn’t talk to Luke about the kiss after it happened. Luke never mentioned anything about it to Abigail either, but she couldn’t help but wonder if it had been more than just a mistake she made when she was drunk.

What did it mean to him? How would it affect their relationship if he wanted it? Were they just going to stay friends or become more?

“I can’t do this right now,” she muttered to herself, before throwing herself back on the couch and passing out.

When she woke up, the Devils game was over. They won, but her nap rendered her groggy and feeling even worse.

She found her phone on the floor and picked it up, deciding to make a call. It rung for about a second before Quinn picked up.

“Abby, what’s up?”

“I just took a fat nap and I feel horrible,” she stated plainly.

Quinn laughed on the other side of the phone. “I feel that. Did you catch the game?”

“No, I’ve been asleep, Quinn. I can’t do this sun down at four thing.” She scowled at the dark sky outside her window.

“Even though you’ve lived in Boston your whole life? I’d think you’d be used to it by now,” Quinn said. “Are you okay?”

Quinn heard it in Abigail’s voice. She didn’t take that nap because she felt overwhelmed by the darkness. She sighed into the phone.

“Luke and I got into a sort of fight before the game. It wasn’t really a fight, he’s just upset I’ve been out with Rudy.” Abigail conveniently left out the whole kissing his brother thing, she just needed Quinn’s reassurance, like she always did.

“He seemed pissed tonight, at least on tv. Wanna talk about it?”

“Not really, but thanks for picking up, Quinny. I just wanted to let somebody know. You know, before I think about it too much.”

“We wouldn’t want that.” Abigail could hear the smile in his voice. They said goodbye and hung up the phone.

Abigail opened her messages and saw nothing new. Then, she checked twitter, and promptly closed the app after realizing she couldn’t escape her problems.

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YES please pretty please talk about your historical life series au

So, the setting is roughly late 1900s to early 1910s. Pre-war era England. London to be specific, though I am looking for a specific year to set this in (partly for the sake of character design)

The au contains all members of the life series, but some don't have set roles yet and I'm open to input on those, as well as ideas for characters who already have roles

The central characters are Joel and Scar (and to an extent, Grian), though the story is more from Joel's perspective overall.

Joel is an artist, as a reference to his empires s1. He was raised by his aunt and uncle in Yorkshire, along with his cousin but moved to London at a young age to pursue his career in art.

Scar is an American nouveau riche car manufacturer (a reference to hermitcraft S8) who recently moved to England and is a new patron of Joel's art.

Ren is Scar's old money neighbour who has a suspiciously familiar manservant. Spoiler but Ren is also the legitimate brother of Joel.

Martyn was the second son of an Earl and highly respected officer in the British army, however he died recently. Another spoiler, he faked his death and is disguised as Ren's manservant.

Grian is another neighbour of Scar's, though his family's wealth goes back much less far. Grian grew up with Martyn and Ren but has a deep hatred for the two of them and is determined to find something to ruin their reputation, such as an illegitimate sibling or the truth about a suspicious death.

Gem is an officer in the British army who replaced Martyn after his death. She has been disguised as a man since joining the army and is widely disrespected due to her age, despite how strict she is with the troops, rivalling many other officers.

Etho is an older army officer and the only person who knows Gem's status as he was the one who helped her make her way into the army.

Cleo is Martyns so called widow, making her a dowager. Don't ask why there was so much alcohol at her husbands funeral, a woman may cope however she pleases.

Scott is Cleo's new fiancé after the death of Martyn. He is a bankrupt noble due to a series of bad investments at the hand of his older brother and has agreed to marrying a wealthy dowager (Cleo)

Lizzie is Joel's ex-fiance who went missing a few years ago. Yet another spoiler, she got heavily involved in the suffragette movement (theyre the violent ones, the suffragists were the more peaceful ones) and is on the run from the law and under Cleos protection.

The two with less fleshed out roles at the moment are Jimmy, Joel's cousin he was raised with in Yorkshire, and Mumbo, a mechanic who works for Scar, so they need to be further developed

Then there's Pearl, Impulse, Bdubs, Skizz, BigB are Tango who I honestly have no clue where to fit them in here so please give me ideas 🥺👉👈 i literally love using that sequence of emojis its so silly

Places I took inspiration from for this are: A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder (Musical), The Unexpected Heiress (Visual Novel) and The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue (Book Series)

The last one is set in a completely different time period (1700s), however I took inspiration from it's mystery aspects (this also only applies to the first two books in the series) (it also has no relation to GGLAM, ignore their similar names, and the fact both have main characters who go by Monty)

(By the way, don't expect perfect historical accuracy, this is not the time period I've studied the most extensively. The one I have studied is not really suitable for Minecraft fanfiction, however I am still a history lover.)

#my very own post #traffic historical au #smallishbeans #goodtimeswithscar #rendog #inthelittlewood #grian #geminitay #ethoslab #zombiecleo #smajor1995 #ldshadowlady #asks #ggttaob

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WOLFSTAR X READER SERIES

Gilded Constellations | THE INTERLUDE

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Summary: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally meet Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Hey Lovelies, welcome to “The Interlude” of Gilded Constellations. We’ve basically already gotten to 100 k words in this story and that’s absolutely insane!!! Which is why I thought of doing a little thing where I could interact with my readers. As a thank you for being there and supporting me so much through this journey.

And so… this little Q&A was born. Those who didn't get to ask their questions, don’t worry my darlings, my ask will be open all week for you to ask whatever you want. It’s a mini event that will last from today ‘till next wednesday.

But yes, it does mean this week we won’t get a new chapter D:

Don’t worry, it will definitely be worth it since the next couple of episodes are two that I’ve put absolute extra care on crafting, and I will put just as much care on revising. I’ve been quite literally posting non stop for 15 weeks consecutively. That’s almost 4 months, what?!?!

I needed my tiny lil break, besides I wanted to dedicate this bit of time to work on my Maraudween Special smutty series that will include some interesting mini AUs, so those that read my other stuff and not just Gilded Constellations will be quite literally treated this Halloween. There will be a lot of posts these next few weeks. Although, I might be releasing some of the Maraudween stories at the beginning of November. Unfortunately, I’m not a machine and I can’t write in seconds like Chat GPT.

Without further ado, let’s get on with those questions!

Where did you get the inspo for the fic?

Oh my god if I tell you guys about this… It all started when I was in class, sometimes when I’m bored, my little mind starts to wander. I’m a total daydreamer, I can’t deny that, but at that moment in particular I was quite literally thinking of nothing and everything at the same time. And then, out of nowhere, this phrase came to me:

“You look at them the same way you looked at me when we met…”

And I was like, “omg that’s so freaking angsty” and “That’s a great freaking line for a poly story” And I quite literally wrote it down with a little tag that said, “-the start of a poly relationship story because I’ve never read enough of those.”

And then I closed the notebook and went back to class. But I guess the idea had already set in my brain because next thing I know, I’m writing down more things down. And let me tell you, before Gilded Constellations I only wrote Oneshots because a story seemed like too much commitment. So I kid you not, I wrote down:

“Not a short story, but maybe a 3-5 chapter long fic”.

Jokes on me though, we’re 15 chapters in, like 20-something written and we’re probably going to end up with longer than 200k words and I’m not even sorry about it. Besides, I'm really pumped to finish it because I want to get it printed in Lulu and have my own little copy as a “Damn you wrote that.” kind of evidence thing. So worry not about being left with an unfinished fic, I’m going to complete this story even if it’s the last thing I do.

Besides, if I’m being honest, when I’m not writing, I miss my boys, so I’ll definitely miss passing the time with them when I’m done with GC. (Luckily I’ve already got another series planned and spoiler alert: This one will be Poly!Marauders x reader, a lot spicier aaaand, PIRATES.)

That’s how the fic started, well that and a dream that was basically most of Chapter 3 and I thought it was so cute that I wrote it down and then I was like, “hold up, this could be the start of the Poly story I was talking about…”

Are there any real-life experiences that influenced your writing?

Well I mean, I’d say that art imitates life and life imitates art, but in regards to real-life romance I don’t really know that much. But there are definitely some things here and there that have been sprinkled from my real life into the fic. Not sure if I could think of a particular one but I can say sometimes Remus gives me the same vibe that a boy I “used to” have a crush on. “Used to” in quotation marks because I kinda still do even if we haven’t seen each other in years.

So I guess a lot of Remus comes from my crush, but also Remus is his own little boy as well and I love him more for it. Even If I’m torturing him so much with his heartache, I promise it will be worth it Remus, reader and Sirius will take care of you, eventually.

Other than that, I guess I like to pay attention to things around me, you’ll see me looking at nature, the sky, the way leaves move, the way people interact with each other. Especially at that actually, I like to pay attention to people, how they move, how they interact, and their reactions. Sometimes I do it irl, and sometimes I just watch movies or series, and since my writing process is like seeing a movie in my head and then putting it into words, it’s always useful to pay attention to the world around me. Even if I sometimes struggle to put into words exactly what I’m seeing in my head.

Did you already have everything planned, or did you just go with the flow? If you have already, how far? all of it? Or just some chapters ahead?

Well, yes and no. I do have various key points of the story planned, a lot of plot points that are going to happen and that’s kinda what I’m sustaining myself on. I know the big points and then I just have to write what happens in between them. And I’ve got it planned all the way ‘till my babes all start dating. After that, if I’m honest I’m not sure how I’m going to end it. Some parts of me want to go for the saddest ending possible because it would go along with cannon and the other side of me, the one that can’t bear to see my boys being sad, wants to just deviate completely and/or leave an open ending.

But so far, I really cannot tell what exactly I’m going to do, I just know that time will tell. Because sometimes the characters just do what they want and I love to see where they take me. Which is why the ending is not set in stone just yet.

Without giving too many spoilers, can you tease upcoming plot twists or surprises we can expect in future chapters?

My sly little foxes have already guessed some of the major plot twists that are upcoming in the story. And there definitely will come some surprises along the way, some you will love, some you won’t so much. But I promise you it will all be worth it!

Remember in Gilded Constellations, everything happens for a reason.

THE FANCAST

What's your fancast for the fic? Did you pick the reader too or just leave it be? // I wanted to know if you have a fancast for everyone…

I did mention that I basically see stuff as a movie in my head right? So yes, I do have a fancast! Although I most definitely see James as Aaron, Sirius as Ben, Remus as Andrew and Peter as Dane, I have also twisted them in my brain. Like it’s them, right? But my version of them. Like my Sirius is so fucking ethereal in my head that sometimes I myself blush with his beauty. And Remus, well, he is probably most similar to Talita Asami’s from instagram. Especially this one.

There’s something about the way she contrasts his soft features with the scars that’s just perfect. It’s that sexy pirate vibe I cannot get out of my head, if that makes sense. But also I’ve been toying with AI lately (Talkie) and ended up with these two versions of Remus and Sirius and they have absolutely taken over.

Sidenote: I made way to many of these, so do tell me if you wanna see them.

The reader: Uhm… well, I kind of just see her as me, hehe. Which is kind of the point, you should all just see the reader as yourselves, if you’re comfortable with that of course.

The rest of our babies though? Lily Evans, Marlene and Mary, are kind of like the boys as in I see them as their fancast but also not entirely. And Lily especially, she’s just so freaking pretty in my head, there’s no one I know to match her, all thought Sophie Skelton and Kennedy Walsh (@/c4tluvr666 on Tiktok) are super close.

Now, outside of canon characters, aka all of these OC’s I’ve been creating with time, some of them do have a fancast and some of them don’t. Let’s focus on the ones that do, because some of them I literally had in my head since the very, very beginning of the fic.

Tom Harrow- This boy actually started as a younger version of Tom Hiddleston in my head, but the more I wrote him, the more he said, “Luv, that’s not what I look like!” And, almost out of nowhere, baby Tom Hiddleston became Rober Sheehan, and let me tell you, it stuck. And it stuck so bad there is no way I could see Tom as anything other than Rob. Especially with his role as Klaus in Umbrella Academy having a rather similar personality in the entire open-minded spectrum that he’s got going on. And, talking about teasers, this boy is actually going to be a key point on the romance between our golden throuple to develop, so keep an eye out for him. I love him so much tbh.

Then we’ve got Beth Doxon, this girl is my wifey, I freaking love Beth so much and if you’ve been paying attention you may already know who I based her off, at least in looks. It’s Anya Taylor Joy as Beth Harmon in Queen’s Gambit, redhead queen (can you tell I really, really like redheads?) . Also that’s why she has such a strong character, even if my Beth is a lot more of a Party Animal than the original character.

Alexander Wood in my head is just a carbon copy of his son Oliver, but in Hufflepuff, and the rest of the Quidditch teams, I’ve got a good idea of what they look like in my head, but not really a fan cast for them. Suggestions accepted.

Well, except for Minho Yun, since his role in the story is going to be as a pretty strong supporting character, in fact, he was meant to be somewhat of an alt love interest that was going to help build Sirius’ jealousy, but in the end, I decided to completely scrap that to further develop him as a character. Some interesting things that you’ll actually learn on the GC Halloween special. Oh, and Minho is actually based on Sang Heon Lee (on looks) and Ki Hong Lee (on character, specifically on his role in Maze Runner). Had I based Minho on the character of Sang Heon Lee who inspired him, we would have way too many slutty boys in the same room, with Tom and Sirius and him, It’d be chaos, which is why he ended up being a little shier.

Nox, Neil and Todd, literally are just Nox, Neil and Tod from De*d Poets Society. I was rewatching the movie to nail that boy friend group interactions and to get in the Dark Academia Vibes and I wanted to give my boys a happy ending.

Also Neil just gives me the most massive Prongs vibe I cannot.

And lastly, there’s Nina Blythe. Nina to me is a totally angelic girl, I’ve got a very vivid picture of what she looks like in my head but I don’t really have a fancast for her. Maybe a little bit like Aurora (the singer), in regards to her soft features, but Nina has longer hair and it’s a little wavy. I kind of think of her as a girl from a Renaissance painting, emphasis on girl, since she is supposed to look younger than she is. Any ideas for a fancast? For her and for anyone I missed, I’m completely open to your suggestions.

THE TEACHERS

Professor Nightshade is definitely Eva Green from Miss Peregrine or Jessica Chastain from Crimson Peak. She’s got that tall, regal and dark but elegant vibe to her that is just so freaking gorgeous and awe-inspiring. I totally have a crush on Seraphina, can you tell?

Professor Aurelius Spellman is kind of inspired by Kingsley Shackelbolt. However, if I had to cast someone for the role it would be Djimon Hounsou, he has that attractive and rough vibe to him. Like scary, demanding but also alluring things going on, he’s just got the magician type I suppose.

This one’s going to be silly, but I can’t imagine Kettleburn as anyone other than Gobber the Belch from HTTYD, like, take away the horned helmet and give him a pointy hat, and boom, Kettleburn ladies and gentlemen. Down to the messy personality, honestly.

And Donovan Pendragon (the teacher for Magical Theory) I feel like he isn’t mentioned enough, because I literally had no idea what his name was even going to be and I just left a line for it until I was editing the chapter before posting. So he doesn’t really have a cast. He’s caucasian in my head, but that’s about all I’ve got from him. Any ideas?

Do you have any headcanons for any of the characters and their relationship that you haven’t talked about in the story?

REMUS: Well I feel like this one has been talked about several times in the story but Remus being a beast in bed? I feel like everyone loves to tease him about it in the castle but to me, he’s also a total soft boy? Like especially the first time, I feel like he’s going to be so overwhelmed by both Sirius and Reader that he will basically just melt in the hands of his lovers.

SIRIUS: Smitten little puppy of my life.

SIRIUS AND REMUS: They’ve totally kissed in the past. At least once, and Remus still dreams about it. Sirius, well… maybe he’ll get some memories of it every now and then.

READER: My girl thinks she’s so freaking smart and yet is the most oblivious to her own feelings; she could be considered an idiot. She’s also so selfless it hurts, but like literally. Also, she loves flirting with Sirius way too much. Still, they definitely will need Rem in their relationship because there is no self-preservation sense when her personality is just as chaotic as our Puppy. Side note: Remus will 100% blush when she starts flirting with him in the same way he does with Sirius. And let’s not talk about what a tomato he will be when Sirius does it as well.

PETER: He kinda disliked the reader at first, especially since he felt like she was taking away his friends, but eventually he warmed up to her, and loves their friendship.

LILY: She enjoyed the kiss with Reader, and it made her realize she’s totally bi, because she also enjoyed the kiss with James.

TOM: My boy is clever as hell and he knows a lot more than he lets on. Also, he secretly ships the golden throuple.

BETH: She’s Tom’s bestie and she knows a lot of things too. She will also ignite chaos with the ultimate goal of being Gryffindor Tower’s own cupid. Do you think what happened at Marlene’s Party was a coincidence?

REGG: My beautiful Reggie is still sad about the incident. He’s still trying to find a way to reconnect with you and it pains him that you think he’d rat you out. Even then, he values the fact that you are with Sirius and that you’re helping him through everything that’s been going on, especially since he saw how red Sirius’s eyes were when he left the Black’s house with a trunk in hand sobs stuck in his throat. Reg cried like a baby that night, just wishing for time to go by as fast as possible so he could go back to school and see his big brother again. (I’m so sorry for that guys).

MINHO: Has a secret crush and you would not believe me if I told you who it was.

NINA: Has a secret crush and some of you have probably already guessed who it is.

DAMOCLES: You don’t know him yet but omg he’s just so clever, thank you Kles for existing.

And let's be honest, I totally have a bunch more of this but I think this is way more than enough, for now…

Out of all the chapters so far, what’s been your favorite?

This is too fucking hard to decide. But If I had to choose my top three, and in no order in particular, I’d say, for the released ones:

Fooled around and Fell in Love

Because, can we talk about the kiss scene? I feel like this one will come back bite my kiddos in the back so they finally realize what they actually fucking need.

Do Ya

I’m a total sucker for Sirius, what can I tell ya? But also the flying scenes were so much fun to write, totally an adventure to go through, still among my favs.

Maybe I’m amazed

“Do you like Golf?”

From the unreleased episodes:

Tonight’s What It Means To Be Young

The calm before the storm. Or is it the storm before the storm?

Bad Moon Rising

The FUCKING storm. But also one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. I think I like action scenes a little too much.

*** On The Run

The storm continues. But also, the calm after the storm.

Do you have a playlist that you always listen to when you're writing?

Not a specific playlist, but I have been listening to a lot of ‘70s rock. Things like Queen, Bowie, Boston, Foreigner, Kansas, Fleetwood Mac, Nazareth, The Police and some others. All of them help me get in the mood for writing. At least in the mood of the era, if that makes sense.

Aside from the ’70s classics, I’ve also been listening to a lot of Lord Huron, Hozier, and Aurora (I sort of discovered her recently and I’m obsessed with some of her songs). Also some of The Killers, Dotan and Vian Izak sprinkled here and there. Bastille and Imagine Dragons are always and forever so of course they wouldn’t be missing from my list.

But when I’m struggling, like really struggling with writing, then I go to this Best Instrumental playlist, where they have everything from the Narnia and Peter Pan 2003 soundtracks to Vivaldi and Ghibli. It really does help with the concentration.

How long for the guys to understand that they fancy each other?

Well, when you say the guys do you mean Sirius and Remus? ‘Cause then it’s not thaaaaaat far away from now. Now from then to them all dating, well…

I know Remus kind of struggles with feelings, and probably even more now that Sirius and the reader are together. But when he's gonna say "hey, can I come in?" 😏 lol I just want them together so baaaad!

Ahahahahahaha, Well that’s not exactly how it’s gonna go, but it’ll happen sometime after Christmas.

After wolfstar and the reader get together, the fic will end? or we're gonna have a lot of them together to compensate for the agony? 🥺

I’m not sure about the ending yet, but I’m definitely going to add so much fluff of the three of them together that you’re all gonna get cavities. Also, I’ve been writing The 5 Senses and the Halloween special (that might be finished until after Halloween) to practice for the spice, so I’m def compensating for the agony.

Also, I kind of want to explore the social implications of being in a throuple, of making that public in the `70s. Seems like a whole lotta issue bringer that kinda interests me… Sorry, you’re not completely getting rid of the angst even when they’re all together.

I don’t remember if I already asked you about this, but as a Regulus’ wife, I need to know. He'll come back, right? She will talk with him and he will be able to explain everything to her? I need this, I really need this! I can leave without this closing. THEY NEED TO BE FRIENDS AGAIN!

Your husband is safe with me. I promise. I’m not gonna say it’s gonna be very soon, but he will be safe because I love baby Reggie and I too can’t stand him being mistreated either.

Not a question. I just want to say that I really love this story. It's one of my favorites, and I just put it on my masterlist for how much I love it.

Aww shut up, I love you so much <3

Will we have some Sirius jealousy? ‘Cause I'm really interested in that. Oooh... will he notice that Reader and Remus are... more than friends before they even know it? I dunno, he's just oblivious about everything around him.

Funny that you ask, yes we will have a lot of Jealous!Sirius, in fact, it’s a huge part of how the throuple will develop. And you will have it so soon, even if it’s not exactly what you expect it to be. I can’t wait for next week!

And in regards to noticing, well… Sirius is not going to be the most oblivious about his own feelings in this story. I mean… not always.

Are there any particular scenes or moments in your story that were especially fun or challenging to write?

Well, I’m actually finding it a lot harder to write stuff atm, so I’d say the limbo between the Bad Moon Rising Arch and the next big thing that’s going to happen has been the hardest. Especially since I’m already going to get to a key point in which some shit is going to go down and I’m still not sure how bad and angsty I want to make it. Don’t worry, our golden throuple will be alright but…

In regards to fun, I must say the parties are some of my favorites, Potion Pong was incredibly fun to write ‘cause I literally transported myself to it and it was like actually living it, even if it was in my head. Also the flying scenes, they’re always fun to write, the race was incredible tbh.

I love to write the fun banter and the teasing too, it brings me joy. But I bet you could tell I’m one for the teasing from the very first chapters of Gilded Constellations.

Nina fancies Reader, right? She does. I just need a yes. I already know that 😌

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Can you share any behind-the-scenes trivia or Easter eggs that readers might not have noticed in your story?

I feel like there’s a lot of behind-scenes I shared so far but I guess I could share a few pics of my organization systems. Things like…

Your schedule:

The cover:

Some of you have already been theorizing about it too, you can look at some of those theories over here, and here, and also here.

Alt Covers I designed but weren't chosen:

Something you might not know:

GC is also available on Wattpad and AO3. The AO3 chapters usually drop like 30 minutes or an hour before Tumblr because it's easier to post there. And the Wattpad releases are actually way behind in comparison (there isn't much engagement over there).

Some Shots of my Plot notebook (0 spoilers):

And also, have you noticed the special little thing in the names of the chapters? 10 housepoints to whoever notices

I just thought of this, but what if we make a little housepont system and from things that you guys guess of the story you get housepoints and then we have a houseprice in the end? OMG I'd love to do this, if you're on tell me your house in the comments. So far Sytherin would have like 40 points just beacuse of dear @cometsghost and I'm not sure what is @blacksgarden house but they would also have like 40 pts.

How do you stay motivated and inspired to keep writing, especially in moments when you might experience writer's block?

It may or may not be healthy, but I just force myself to type? I never really have writer’s block, rather I’d call it writer’s overload. It’s when I’m running through so many possibilities in my head and I can’t pick which is the one I want to go through with. So I keep thinking about it and I don’t type. Which is why I just force myself to type, more often than not I’ll end up writing something I really like.

And as for the motivation, honestly just getting to see my boys again. To be able to submerge back into Hogwarts, that’s enough motivation. I seriously get an urge to go back because I miss them. It's kinda crazy. Like I might be chilling at home and suddenly the thought “I wish I was at Hogwarts” crosses my mind, not even joking.

The other motivation is finishing my book so I can get a printed version to place in my bookshelf and show it off. Not that anyone would know what it is, but I’d know, which is enough, hehe. And also to be a better writer, they say you should write every single day, which is kind of what I’m attempting to do with GC. By writing a chapter every week, I literally force myself to write every single day, even if just a couple of words.

Can we have cute moments with Remus? uuuh, Will he be cute when she notices that she really likes him?

Yes! We can have all the cute moments with Remus. Even before they all notice they’re into each other, we’re gonna have so many cute moments because even if Reader is dating Sirius I can’t leave my beautiful boy on the sidelines. Besides, how can I torture him if he doesn’t get a taste of how good it would be to be with them?

What can readers look forward to in the next chapters, and do you have any long-term plans or goals for GCs development?

Angst. Don’t hate me for this. But also comfort, and some fun little adventures and then a bit more angst, hehe…

Well, that’s the end of the questions I got sent ahead. Hope you enjoyed this rollercoaster of a Q&A. If you have any more, or if my answers have provoked further questions, then by all means, share them with me, I’d love to be able to interact with you a bit more.

Love ya, Lily xx

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voguemagazine Say hello to your new King and Queen of the United Kingdom, Harry and Y/N Styles!

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ynfan2 WORLD = STOPPED

harryfan4 i’m crying

yoursister yes! yes! yes!

ynfan6 this is actually so iconic 😭

zendaya holy shit…i’m friends with the queen?

harryfan8 this means harry and y/n have to move back to the uk…

emmalouisecorrin i am never shutting up about this

ynfan3 THE HOTTEST ROYAL COUPLE EVER

harry_lambert screaming as i type this

harryfan5 y/n and harry’s friends being so excited for them is so cute omg

florencepugh the most iconic queen and king

ynfan9 twitter is in flames right now

harryfan11 i support this so much

alexademie 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

ynfan7 moving to london

alessandro_michele love!

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royalupdates Y/N AND HARRY AT A AIRPORT IN LOS ANGELES LAST NIGHT!

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harryfan14 THE WAY THEY ARE KING AND QUEEN NOW

ynfan16 harry and y/n aren’t even in the uk 🤭

harryfan18 you know harry is dreading moving back to london

ynfan13 diana is a princess now omg

harryfan15 i always forget their daughter is named diana 😭

ynfan17 same…

harryfan19 they are so cute together

ynfan21 i still can’t believe y/n and harry are king and queen

harryfan23 one of the best royal couples ever

ynfan25 this is really happening then 🥳

harryfan27 literally going insane

ynfan29 THEY ARE ON THEIR WAY

harryfan26 please stop sending me these pictures of my fiancé wrapped around another woman. this is not me and it's hard enough knowing this has happened without seeing it. enough now.

ynfan30 so many celebrities are posting about harry and y/n…

harryfan32 i will not stop talking about them

ynfan34 truly a moment to remember

After his grandmother passed away sadly yesterday, Harry now takes on the role of being King and his wife Y/N, Queen. A statement from The Royal Family released yesterday on behalf of Harry and Y/N becoming King and Queen. Many people seemed satisfied with the decision and expressed their feelings onto social media.

Out of all 39 generations of The Royal Family, the Styles couple received more praise than ever. It’s no surprise everyone loves them, their wedding was the most celebrated royal wedding without it being streamed on national television.

Many sources tell us Harry and Y/N are already moved into Buckingham Palace with their daughter Princess Diana. The new Royal Family is now settled in.

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harryfan35 she literally slayed

ynfan35 I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 😭

harryfan37 our queen!!!!

ynfan39 this is such an iconic moment

harryfan41 YES YES YES YES

ynfan43 y/n really said team princess diana

harryfan45 she could run me over and i would not care at all

ynfan40 the queen in all her glory ✨

harryfan44 the only reason why i like royalty

ynfan46 this is giving princess diana’s revenge dress 🤭

harryfan48 LMAO RIGHT

ynfan42 y/n arrived in england and ate everyone up

harryfan50 one of our best queens yet

ynfan52 YESSS THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING

harryfan54 y/n becoming queen is actually so amazing

ynfan51 I AM CELEBRATING ALL DAY BECAUSE OF THIS

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ynfan59 HE IS SO HOT

harryfan61 ‘his wife’ don’t shove it in my face like this 😭

ynfan63 i want to be y/n

harryfan65 his glasses, his suit, him in general 🫠

ynfan67 harry’s smile has me sliding down the wall

harryfan69 he’s literally a dream

ynfan62 the most perfect man ever

harryfan64 y/n is so lucky to be married to him…i want her life

ynfan66 tell me about it

harryfan68 harry is so pretty omg

ynfan70 he can kill me already

harryfan72 DILF DILF DILF

ynfan74 you know he’s so happy right now

harryfan76 he seriously has me in a chokehold

ynfan78 everything about him is perfection

harryfan71 his dimples…🫡

ynfan73 the only man i’ll bow down too

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harryfan75 OH MY GOD

ynfan77 both are literal queens

florencepugh i’ve been waiting for this moment 🤍

harryfan80 this is the best thing ever

tchalamet can’t believe i’m friends with the damn queen

ynfan82 I LOVE THIS

harry_lambert two beauties!!! ✨

harryfan84 i’m loving y/n as queen

yoursister MY TWO FAVORITE WOMEN ❤️

ynfan86 why is this so cute

alexademie such an amazing moment

harryfan81 imagine having a daughter and she becomes the queen of england…

alesandro_michele so sweet 🍓

ynfan83 queen!y/n is such a slay

emmalouisecorrin AHHHHHHH

harryfan85 emma is all of us right now 😭

zendaya i’m literally crying

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updatingstyles Y/N AT HER CORONATION CEREMONY TONIGHT!

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ynfan91 she looks so happy

harryfan93 Y/N IS THE MOMENT!!!

ynfan95 i love this for her 🥹

harryfan97 going insane over this

ynfan99 SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL

harryfan102 y/n is already eating up being queen

ynfan104 she was born to be queen

harryfan106 the way every celebrity was at her ceremony 😭

ynfan108 i aspire to be y/n one day

harryfan103 loving all the queen content today

ynfan105 SERIOUSLY NEVER GETTING OVER THIS

harryfan109 she married royalty and ended up becoming queen… now that’s what i call being god's favorite

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variety Y/N Styles the new Queen of England gets interviewed and photographed by her husband, Harry Styles for her September Variety cover.

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ynfan122 queen elizabeth is shaking

harryfan125 Y/N IS SO BEAUTIFUL 🙏

harris_reed i need this magazine ASAP

ynfan127 harry took the photos?? i’m crying

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harryfan133 harry interviewing y/n is the cutest thing ever

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Never in her life would she expected to become the Queen of England, yet here she was moving back into The Buckingham Palace with her husband and daughter. When she left the United Kingdom and moved into a bungalow in Malibu she did not expect to be moving back so suddenly.

Taking the role of Queen earned many positive responses. But there were some people worried about a 28 year old running England.

“I understand the different points of views. Why would you want someone so young to become the Queen of England.” Y/N comments. “But people wouldn’t put me and Harry in charge if they knew we weren’t capable of being King and Queen. We know what we are doing.”

Becoming a mother just 11 months ago had the world discussing the Styles couple, especially when they named their baby after Princess Diana which left people in shock.

Majority of individuals praised the two for naming their daughter after Styles’s mother, but there had been rumors of some Royal members not liking the honored name.

The almost one year old princess Diana is adored by the world. One of Harry’s close friend’s Alessandro Michele constantly sends little Princess Diana custom clothes, in an interview he said she was the sweetest baby ever.

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Thank you for the tag, @andypantsx3! I am both delighted and horrified to have my work regarded in a positive fashion because apparently my emotions are just like reaching blindly into a bag of trail mix; you get what you get.

But as my homeboy Socrates said, 'The unexamined life is not worth living', so it's probably beneficial for me to slow down and do some reflection on my work as a writer and appreciate the journey of growth I've been on.

So, in no particular order, here are 5 stories I've written and why I'm proud of them.

The Cardinal Rule (Hawks x Gender Neutral Reader)

A story where Hawks learns that while humans might be awed by his flying skills, the bird population is decidedly less impressed. --- "The birds are refusing to work until their demands are met," you explained, trying to subtly slide your body between Hawks and the birds who were quite literally calling for bloodshed. "Which are?" Hawks asked as he lifted the bottle of water to his mouth and took a long sip. "They, ah, want you held accountable for your numerous bird crimes." Hawks abruptly choked, water spurting from the corner of his lips as he attempted to swallow the remaining liquid as he sputtered helplessly. "My what?" He coughed, thumping solidly on his chest with a closed fist.

This one started with a late night passing thought: 'What if birds hated Hawks?' and it spiraled out of control for there. I entered into some sort of fugue state and wrote and edited the entire thing in like, three days (which is very likely a person record for me). But everything just clicked together so easily on this one- my scenes flowed well, my jokes seemed to set themselves up, and I honestly had an absolute blast writing this. This is likely the story I reread the most because I have so much fun coming back to it.

2) An Itch to Scratch (Creature!Kirishima x AFAB Reader)

Kirishima Eijiro is everything you never thought you'd find when you packed up your car and moved to a dilapidated fishing town. He was handsome, funny, and kind; the sort of man who took your breath away. And that might actually be a bit of a problem. --- "Good girl ," Eijiro praised, his hands like a vice on your hips as he pulled away from your mouth with a satisfied grin. You returned his smile with one of your own; the vibrant joy that had churned in your belly unfurled throughout your body, leaving you feeling breathless and lightheaded. "Eiji," you gasped, eyes widening in panic as your lungs seemed to seize in your chest. "I- can't breathe!"

I knew going in that if I was going to write a Mermay story I would want to write one that subverted expectations and common tropes. I removed the story from the typical tropical setting and plopped the Reader down into an dilapidated New England-ish fishing town, and threw in an additional surprise plot twist that I'm incredibly proud of.

I focused a lot on the world building here; on making the town and the people in it feel real and fleshed out. I really wanted to make the Reader feel connected to the situation they were dropped into and feel like I managed to do that successfully and even fell in love with the aging fishing town a bit myself.

3) Hot Dish (Shigaraki x AFAB Reader)

Down on his luck and scrambling for survival, Shigaraki Tomura was just looking for a place to score a hot meal. Instead, he ended up scoring a hot date. --- "You want gravy?" You asked, waggling the ladle of onion sauce enticingly, some of it sloshing over the edge of the spoon and falling back into the pot with a wet squelch. Tomura glared at the chunky sauce disdainfully before closing his eyes and sighing. "Whatever." "Gravy it is!" You cheer, pouring the sauce over the meat patty before passing it to him. "There you go! A hunk of meat for my favorite hunk." --- A slow, domestic romance between a volunteer at a soup kitchen and the newly destitute leader of a notorious villain organization.

Hot Dish is most popular story by far, which was honestly very surprising for me! I didn't realize how big Shigaraki's fan base was heading in because I wrote this for a server gift exchange and hadn't really read too many LOV centric stories. But I really enjoyed the challenge of trying to craft a soft romance for such a difficult character and think I managed to write a believable scenario where Shigaraki would be receptive to romance.

4) A Persistent Lack of Follow Through (Shouto x AFAB Reader)

Shouto had learned a lot from his Father; how to take a hit, how to pull himself back up, and how to hold a grudge. But one thing Endeavor could never teach his children was how to be a good partner. Shouto had to learn that particular skill the hard way. --- He had spent long, sleepless nights reflecting on the things you had told him; the reasons you left. Every moment of your acquaintance was turned over repeatedly in his head and examined until one devastating conclusion was reached: "I was a bad boyfriend," Shouto muttered dejectedly, idly picking at the label of the shochu bottle in the middle of the table. --- A story where Shouto loves, loses, and learns.

I'm very much a happy ending sort of person, so it was a real challenge crafting a story around the prompt of 'heartbreak'. Hearts, obviously, needed to get broken; but then I wanted to try and write a believable healing journey would look like for two people in a shattered relationship. It was equal parts satisfying and frustrating building the same relationship up twice, but ultimately I feel like the relationship I depicted is stronger because of that struggle.

It was also my first time writing Todoroki Family shenanigans, which is honestly now one of my all time favorite things to do.

5) The 3-Cs of 3-A (eventual Bakugou x AFAB Reader)

This one links to Ao3 because I'm still in the process of crossposting it to Tumblr.

Mineta Minoru is a perverted misogynist whose antics should have had him expelled from UA long ago. But he wasn’t. And now it’s your job to fix him. May God have mercy on your soul. --- “Well then, I’ll leave myself in your capable hands,” Mineta purred before popping open the top two buttons on his shirt, sending you a coy look from under his lashes. “Mold me into the perfect hero, Pygmalion! Make me your Galatea!” he screamed as he ripped open his shirt, buttons flying haphazardly through the air and pinging off the walls and floor. You throw your arms up to cover your eyes, as though blinded by the pale skin of his belly. “Why do you always have to make this weird?” you moan forlornly, already bending down to search along the floor for the missing buttons.

Aaaah, my passion project. This was my first foray into writing MHA fiction and my only continual WIP. I'm constantly editing and working to improve this one because it's so important to me.

I noticed very early on that Mineta is a character that authors tend to ignore or replace entirely, so his character really appealed to me because I hadn't really ever seen it explored very thoroughly before. 3-Cs is, at it's core, a Mineta redemption story where I try to mold him into the character he could have been; but it's also a place where I get to explore a lot of my ideas about what it's like for an average person to live in a Hero-centric society.

My absolute favorite moments as a writer are when people comment on chapter 1 with messages like 'I really hate Mineta, let's see how this goes' and then 10 chapters later are posting comments like 'What have you done? I actually like this grape-flavored weirdo now.' I actually had someone mention last chapter that they now were interested in a Mineta x Reader story, so I'm putting some weird vibes out into the universe and proud of it!

I think a lot of the people that I would tag have likely already been tagged, but just in case here are some no pressure tags! @confused-red-head @grxywxrrxnn @auraxins @pikatsum @lou-struck @stellamancer @namodawrites @sipsteainanxiety

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Round 5 - Catholic Character Tournament

Propaganda below ⬇️

Hellboy Propaganda

He is literally the beast of the apocalypse. He was forcibly assigned catholic at birth, he deserves this. Now i know the rules said no demons, and that is fair. But here is my propaganda: he is a half-demon AND he absolutely does not want to end the world. He just wants to hang out and beat up monsters and work his job. But catholic guilt and apocalypse stuff always gets in the way. The comic books contain a ridiculous amount of religious imagery, the author was raised catholic, and passages from the bible are occasionally quoted. Hellboy is also portrayed as a messianic figure in conjunction with being an apocalyptic one. He uh, kind of becomes the savior of the new world and its like a whole thing. Catholic imagery appears frequently. Statues of the virgin mary, churches, etc. he also wears a literal cross on his belt, what can i say.

Okay here’s my rant. Hi, hello, propaganda. The last ten issues of the comic literally feature Hellboy going to hell and killing satan. He kills satan, fucks around in hell for a bit, and then blows everything up and its godamn tragic. Forcibly assigned catholic at birth. A bro did not ask for this it just happened. His mom was a witch but tried to become catholic after she died. Kind of a banger move. It didn’t work out for her but she gets points for trying. He tried real hard to save the world and it kind of worked but he did still die and go to hell. But not because he did anything bad, it was just kind of unavoidable. Again, he did blow the place the fuck up when he was done so. Respect.

Lapsed Catholic who is literally a half demon and also the rightful King of England that’s right he’s descended from King Arthur on his mother’s side.

Matt

Matt's faith in the show is really important and well explored; one of the first scenes of the show is Matt going to confession (or, well, talking to his priest since he's not really confessing at that point). Matt struggles a lot with what he's supposed to do; everyone's telling him to kill the villain and he kinda wants to, but he literally says: "I know my soul is damned if I take his life". He struggles with his faith and goes with his doubts to his priest, and it's beautiful—also when he finally gets a costume for his vigilanteing he chooses to dress as the devil, lol. (His priest tells him that nothing makes people run to Church faster than the feeling of having the devil on their heels.)

a lot of the show is about how he justifies his vigilante actions with his faith, and whether he's doing the right thing in trying to help people or just using it as an outlet for his anger. the literal first scene of the show has him in a confession booth talking to his priest (who is a really interesting character too). this is not the scene I was talking about but it's such an excellent scene with matt talking to his priest: https://youtu.be/XHZ3NbEIDdw

canonically catholic but dresses like a demon to be quirky

honestly i dont wanna type too much but i feel that matt is a great example of someone who battles with his faith because he rarely loses his faith but rather fights with why he was made the way he was and put through what he was. He believes himself to have the devil inside him but believes that God put him there

ok in the comics barring the most current run matt has Mostly been a non-practicing Catholic that very rarely actually does any catholic Activities but ends up falling back into the Mindset and very occasionally dramatically taking confession (ex. in that one issue where he takes confession, basically tells the father that he is uniquely terrible and is thinking about violently murdering someone and when the father says "you can be forgiven" hes like "AUGFH-- NO!!!!!!!!!!" and runs out) when he's gone through some shit. and i love that its so relatable

This guy so catholic he spends an ungodly amount of time just chilling in the church. And goes there whenever there is a moral conundrum about killing people being Bad even though it would solve a lot of problems and stop said people from killing other people. This happens every other episode. Matt is the Catholic Guilt Guy. There's actually a lot of catholic stuff in the show as a whole. Just a compilation would be like three whole episodes long.

Hes great hes catholic enough to not outrught murder people but not catholic enough to not fuck before marriage hes a bisexual disaster at all times hes besties with a priest might i add hes great hes my special little guy

his catholicism is a huge piece of his characterisation he was raised by nuns in a catholic orphanage, the first scene we ever see him (as an adult and not a flashback) is him going to confession, he is good friend with his priest and has regular debates with him, etc also in s3 he has a huge crisis of faith after he lost A Lot where he stops believing for a while and it's linked to his identity crisis where he actually wants to kill another person (a hard line he previously chose never to cross) and wants to be only daredevil and not matt murdock, when he is both and needs both to exist also when he was a kid his grandmother used to say "watch out for the murdock boys, they've got the devil in them" and it created a surprising lot of his issues

So he's both catholic in the comics and the show but he's More Catholic in the show. Like, raised in a catholic orphanage by nuns (ONE OF WHICH IS HIS *MOTHER*), second scene in the show has him in a confession box kind. Matt Murdock goes out and gets the shit beaten out of him nightly and also beats the shit out of other people and purposefully leaned into devil iconography as his theme. When his nurse friend says, he takes a lot of punishment without one complaint he says "That part's the Catholicism." It is a Core Aspect of his character (at least in the show). He makes me insane. Also the same chemicals that blinded him created the teenage mutant ninja turtles and everyone should know that.

They went to confession to a priest who they had saved as their costumed counterpart and the guy recognized them by the voice, proving that it's possible and everyone else is just dumb

he takes "i wanna fight god" to new and incredibly violent levels, while also being a sweetheart and a goofball

Actually strictly WILL NOT kill criminals. Goes wayyy out of his way to avoid it. Fights with the Punisher about it. Goes to confession booth after nightly vigilante excursions. Feels so much guilt. "How have you been holding up?" "Like a good Caltholic boy" "that bad huh" - actual conversation with his priest

So Daredevil struggles with his mission as a crime fighter because killing criminals goes against his faith. He makes it a point to not kill criminals, believing that even bad people deserve a second chance. This philosophy puts him at odds against The Punisher, who is a relentless killer. As a Catholic myself, while I love the concept of a morally conflicted superhero, I think the worldbuilding around Daredevil is lacking. If he struggles with violence and killing, why doesn't he pray to warrior saints like Saint Michael, Saint Ignatius of Loyola (a former knight), or Saint Joan of Arc? Why isn't there a community of other Catholics he can turn to for guidance, considering New York City has a sizeable population of Catholics? And why are the churches he goes to always empty? Doesn't he know that the Catholic Church supports the just war theory? I think that would have made his burden more bearable.

He goes to church and confesses to punching people and says "imma do it again can i apologize in advance" and the father dude says "no you're meant to stop now" and Matt says "no" and they do this everyday. I'm not remembering it properly but this is a canon interaction i swear

HELLO HI YES I LOVE HIM AND WILL INFOR DUMP ok so. he is a vigalantty and he got named daredevil and he is an orphan and after the age of 12 was raised in an orphanage at a Catholic church and his therapist is his priest via confession abd. also his mother is a nun he has a whole mental breakdown over god and called Job a pussy because he liked god until he got better and liked god again he said "I'm dearedrvil and not even god can stop that now" and he's so cool

matt is a freakish little babygirl who was raised by nuns and definitely has religious trauma. i hate him so much (affectionately)

he’s literally fucking insane about it i don’t know what to say here. he thinks he’s chosen by god to go on some sort of holy quest to save hell’s kitchen. joan of arc ass.

i already know hes in by default j just wanted to give him a personal shout out i love this angsty catholic dweeb

how practicing he is depends on the run, but in my favorite he is quite literally confessing to a member of the last extant order millitant who happens to be a priest at a church in hells kitchen.

i love him for having the funniest version of a trope i usually hate (person gets into confession booth and asks forgiveness not for what they've done, but for what they're about to do). usually this trope just looks silly to me bc like. the priest would just say "i can't do that" and you would have to either awkwardly explain yourself or just Leave. it's funny when matt does it because fr. lantom is probably like "what are you gonna do???" and matt's like "lol. lmao. 😊 hehehe." anyway we love this angry catholic man who dresses up like the devil to beat people up in hell's kitchen

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I'm sure Harrow is lovely and I respect the space lesbians but listen to me. Listen.

Matt Murdock is the Catholic character of all time, and if you make him lose, I am blowing up this website and everyone in it.

He is Catholic. His mother is a nun. He grew up in a catholic orphanage. Half the episodes in the show include him going to confession. When he needs therapy, he talks to his priest. He dresses up as a devil partly because of the Catholicism.

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One time he got godly powers on loan from Heimdall (see below), and he did a lot of good with it, and then the second it was over he just... well. Also see below!

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This man's every coping mechanism is Catholicism.

Please vote for Matt in the @catholic-character-tournament because he's the best and most realistic representation of what it means to be Catholic. Someone who's been punched and bet and crushed by life but still gets up every day to try. No, he's not a nun like his competition but he's not less devoted because of that. Not everyone is called to service. In the day he works at a defense lawyer to help people. Not for the money but to help people not get screwed over by the law. And at night, he dons a mask and beats up assholes when the law fails them. Is he perfect? No, that's the point. Matt is a broken man who is just trying his best to do well and live like Jesus.

He fully embodies the Catholic doctrine of faith and good works. He has faith in what he's doing even if others challenge him. He believes in forgiveness and repenting even when going up against "the devil."

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"The people you murder deserve another chance." ... "No, Frank. To try again, Frank. To try. And if you don't get that, there's something broken in you you can't fix, and you really are a nutjob." "You think God made you a one-man firing squad. But you're wrong. There is goodness in people, even in you. And you're gonna have to kill me, 'cause I'm never gonna stop coming for you, until I take you down."

Daredevil Season 2 Episode 3

He (tries) to love his enemy. He believes in Elektra and Frank and maybe Dex and their ability to change. To be good. And when he can't, Matt refuses to compromise on his morals. While not quite "turning his cheek" he never scoops to their level. Because they don't get to destroy who he is.

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Daredevil Season 3 Episode 13

All he does is for the love he has to his neighbors, his community. He loves New York. Not for self-fulfilling needs or for the money or for the fame. He does it because he believes in justice. Because the law was created by humans and is inherently sinful.

"But his competition met God and was disappointed and blah blah"

Daredevil is more grounded (at least the show, maybe less the comics). So now, Matt doesn't met God. But he sure gets mad at him. All of season 3 he angry at God for all the trauma he expired.

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"You see, that was me, Sister. I suffered willingly. I gave my, uh... sweat and blood and skin without complaint. Because I too believed I was God's soldier. ( chuckles ) Well, not anymore. I am what I do in the dark now. I bleed only for myself. ( scoffs )" ... "You might hate God right now, but the feeling is not mutual." "No, I don't hate him. I've just seen his true face, is all."

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As a Catholic I don't really want to fight God in a parking lot. Well I do but not in the same way that I've understood (primarily Jewish people but probably other Abrahamic religions) want to fight God in a Denny's parking lot. I want to yell and scream and cry at God and for the feeling to not be mutual. For Him to never stop loving me. As long as I have faith, He will reach out his hand.

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hiii, could i get a snape and professor reader where they were friends as children and they meet again when she comes to teach at hogwarts?? they meet in the great hall and she just yells his name and hugs him leaving the students are confused? Maybe some kids ask her why shes so close to him and she tells them they were friends and the studenrs try to get them tgt?? Happy ending please!! Thanks love💕

Matchmaker

Severus Snape x Professor!Reader Words: 3.7k Summary: When you had accepted Dumbeldors offer to start as a professor, you had not expect to see an old friend of yours again. And even less had you expected all the students to act as matchmakers A/N: I really hope that you like this story. I definitly had a lot of fun writing it. Thank you so much for the request!

Nervously, you smoothed out the front of your robes. Today was your first day at school and you didn't want to make a bad impression on the students, your new colleagues and especially Dumbeldore himself. He had asked you to take over Magical History some time ago, to literally revive the subject. It was a strange feeling to be back at Hogwarts after fifteen years. Especially as a teacher. It made you feel as if your school days had been a completely different life. And to a certain extent, it was. After the war, you had moved abroad to get away from all the terrible images and events. You had built a new, quiet life for yourself, until a few months ago a letter from Dumbledore and finally the man himself showed up at your door.

After some persuasion, you had finally agreed. You had been toying with the idea of moving back to England for some time, and the significantly higher salary that Dumbledore had offered you had finally eliminated your last doubts. But now, as you walked down the corridors and received curious glances from some students, you wondered if you were really up to this new task. On top of everything, you had some private last-minute matters to take care of, and so you had arrived at the castle only today, one day after the Welcoming Feast. With a last deep breath, you entered the Great Hall. Your gaze fixed stubbornly on Dumbeldore, you strode between the house tables. Dumbledore rose from his seat in the center of the teacher's table, beaming with delight.

"Y/N! How nice to finally see you again. I hope your travel this night was good? I took the liberty of letting the students know of your arrival and Professor Binns' takeover yesterday. Knowing you, you wouldn't be thrilled with all the attention." He winked at you and you couldn't suppress a laugh. Before you could say anything back, he grabbed your arm and led you past the long table to introduce you to your new colleagues. Many of the professors had not changed since you were in school. It was a strange feeling to see some of your old teachers again. "And last but not least, Professor Snape. If I'm not mistaken, you're familiar with each other?" You looked from Dumbledor to the last seat at the table. "Severus?" you asked, shocked. You hadn't seen him in over fifteen years. You hadn't kept in touch with anyone from your school days, so you weren't aware that he was a teacher here.

The disinterested and annoyed expression on Severus' face that he had been wearing a moment ago disappeared and now reflected your shock. "Y-Y/N?" Without giving much thought to your action, you all but flung yourself across the table and fell around his neck. Surprised by your embrace, you felt Severus' body stiffen. Still, he patted your shoulder awkwardly. When you broke away from him, you were beaming. "I didn't know you worked here! It's so good to see you again." "I think you're in good company Y/N. Thank you again and welcome," Dumbledore interrupted, winking at you again and returning to his seat. It wasn't until you had settled into your seat next to Severus that you noticed how quiet the Great Hall had become, and that nearly every pair of eyes was shifting back and forth between you and Severus.

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The first four lessons went surprisingly smoothly. Professor Binns had already been your professor, so you weren't surprised that your students were anything but enthusiastic about Magical History. But you wanted to change that. You had promised your students that you would make the lessons more interesting and that you would respond to their wishes and needs. In order to make the subject more palatable to them, you had already announced that you would take them on some excursions and invite guests to your classes. And it seems that these promises were enough to make the majority of your students feel much more motivated to participate in the lessons.

After your first lessons had been successful and your nervousness had slowly subsided, you looked forward to the rest of the day in a much more relaxed way. But what you were looking forward to most was lunch. Severus and you, had talked so long the night before that you ended up being the only people in the Great Hall. After fifteen years, you had a lot to talk about and you couldn't wait to continue chatting with him. Smiling, you sat down next to him, ignoring the still astonished looks of the students. Within your few hours at Hogwarts, you had already noticed that Severus was not the most popular teacher. And you had to admit that his constant scowl didn't exactly contribute to his popularity. But his gaze softened as he looked at you.

"And how strong is the urge to resign immediately?", he smirked, turning to his lunch. You laughed out loud, which earned you some more quizzical looks. "I don't have it. All my lessons so far have been very positive. Either I'm not as bad as I thought, or Binns was even more horrible than when we were students." "Just wait, if I saw correctly, you have third years coming up and Potter and his little Gryffindor gang are amongst them. The boy is a complete...", but he had broken off his sentence when he saw your frozen fork in mid-air and your startled look. "Harry? I had completely forgotten that he...does he look like Lily?" "Just the eyes, otherwise he's the arrogant spitting image of his father," he muttered, casting a disdainful glance in the direction of the Gryffindor table. "Severus! He's thirteen! Just because you and James didn't get along, it's not his son's fault."

In response, you received only an unintelligible grumble. Since the subject of Harry Potter was apparently a touchy one, you decided to pick another. "Do you still live in Spinners End?" The question seemed to take him by surprise, as he abandoned his food and looked over at you. Finally, he nodded slowly. "Yeah, I spend most of my time here anyway, so why make the effort to move away? Where did you move back to?" "Definitely not Spinners End. I won't voluntarily set foot in Hell again. No offense. I bought a little house in Brighton, a bit out of the city." And with that, you fell into an easy conversation that carried you through lunch.

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Similarly, despite Severus' warning about Harry, the next few lessons went off without a hitch. In fact, contrary to your expectations, the students seemed to enjoy your lessons and most of them were probably excited about learning about magical history for the first time. As the weeks went by, you had established a new normality and routine. After your morning lessons, you would chat with Severus over lunch, and after your afternoon lessons, it had become normal for you to meet in his office for tea. More than once, on your way to his office, you had heard students whispering and asking them a little too loudly the question of what exactly you saw in him. Each time, you had turned bright red. Was it so obvious that even the students couldn't find anything more interesting to talk about? Your question about the fascination around your relationship with Severus was answered when you were asked to supervise an hour of detention.

Remus was supposed to supervise him, but due to his condition he didn't feel up to it and you offered to take his place. Harry, of all people, was the first student you had had for detention, and Severus didn't miss a second to make it clear that he had been right in his assertion. But you had skillfully ignored him. Who was more nervous in detention was impossible to predict at first. You had always liked to avoid confrontation, so it was a strange and uncomfortable situation for you to appear as an authority figure. But you quickly realized that Harry was not at all as bad as Severus had made him out to be. On the contrary, he was actually a very pleasant student and the hour of detention passed more quickly than you thought.

"I don't get it," Harry finally muttered near the end of his detention, staring at the paper in front of him in frustration. Assuming he was having trouble with the task he'd been given, you sat down next to him. "Let me see, maybe I can help you." Startled, he turned to you and turned bright red. "Eh, I-I didn't mean the assignment," he stuttered nervously, quickly turning back to his paper. "What do you mean then?" "I-I, oh it doesn't matter. You wouldn't give me answers anyway and most likely I'd get an hour of detention on top of it," he muttered, pressing his face so close to the paper that his nose almost touched the table. "Oh yeah? Try me."

After a moment's thought, Harry raised his head, still not looking at you. "I don't understand...why you seem to get along so well with Snape...PROFESSOR Snape. You are so...nice and he is so..." Before he could finish his sentence, you laughed out loud. "Ah I see! Well, he can be...special can't he?" you finally replied still chuckling. In response to your description, Harry let out a mocking laugh, but then held his hands over his mouth in shock. "It's okay Harry. Yes, he can be very scary and to be honest I can't quite work out myself why he of all people would want to work with children. But I've known him for so long and we used to be good friends, maybe that' s why I see him differently."

"Were you here at Hogwarts with him?" asked Harry finally, now more curious since you were obviously going to answer his questions. "Yes, he and Professor Lupin were a class above me. But...I've known him for much longer. We're from the same town. We were neighbours. So was your mother, by the way, did you know that?" Harry's surprised expression was answer enough. "She lived a few streets away. The three of us were inseparable at the time and then they both went to Hogwarts and so did I a year later." "Snape was friends with my MOTHER?" Try as he might, you could hear the disgust in his voice. "Oh yes, but...things change and eventually it was just Severus and me. You know, Spinners End isn't exactly the best town and our families...let's just say we both preferred to be away from home, you know. Severus and I looked after each other, hence the close relationship." "Are you in love with him? With Snape? PROFESSOR Snape." Even though you had expected anything, certainly not this. You promptly blushed bright red and quickly glanced at your wristwatch. "Oh, it's after eight already. I think you've done your punishment Harry, you know how to get back to the common room. I'll see you in class then." And with that you pushed him out of your office. But Harry had received his answer.

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"We need to get them together." That was the first thing Harry said when he met his friends in the common room. Ron and Hermione had been waiting anxiously to hear what Harry would tell them about the new professor and how bad she was. After all, she was friends with Snape. "Bring who together?" asked Ron perplexed, sliding to one side to make room for his friend. Harry dropped down beside him with a sigh. "Professor Y/L/N and Snape!" The chocolate frog Ron was about to eat hopped out of his hand and was promptly followed by Crooshanks. And Hermione, quite uncharacteristically, dropped her book. "Are you crazy? Who wants to be with him voluntarily?" asked Ron, shaking his head in disgust.

"She...told me a few things. She was friends with my mum...and with Snape and she's very nice, very different from Snape. If those two were together, maybe he'd get better, don't you think? Then maybe we'd finally have some peace," Harry explained as if it was the most logical thing in the world. "Harry, I don't know. How are you going to do that, you can't very well force them to get together," Hermione now jumped into the conversation. "With support, of course. If everyone helps, then the two of them have no other chance but to get together." "Are you going to lock them in their classrooms together or what?" "Why not?" shrugged Harry. "Snape can't get much worse than he is now, can he?" Within the next three days, not only did all the Gryffindors know about the plan, but word had spread to the other houses as well. Even the Slytherins, who would never admit it, had joined the mission. They didn't suffer as much from Snape as the rest of the students, but a somewhat friendlier Head of House couldn't hurt either.

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If there was one thing Severus Snape had sworn to do, it was to never mix business and pleasure. And for nearly thirteen years it had worked. He respected and tolerated most of his colleagues, but that was the end of his relationship with them. But since you came to Hogwarts, it became almost impossible to keep his promise. If there was one thing, he deeply regretted in his life so far, apart from his foolish decision to join Lord Voldemort, it was that he had lost contact with you. You had been the only person in his life who knew how he had felt as a child and you were the only person, he had confided in. Even Lily had not known some of the things he had told you. But after you left England, he had come to terms with the fact that he would never see you again. And suddenly you were standing in front of him, the same smile, the same bright eyes and the walls he had built up over the years began to crumble little by little.

But even though he was aware of his feelings, he didn't know how to show them to you. He had been alone for too long and had worked for years to keep his feelings bottled up. And even if he wouldn't admit it, for the first time in his life he was grateful that some of his students managed not to keep their pert mouths shut. "Professor Y/L/N told me today that her favourite flowers are begonias!" he heard Hannah Abbott say during a potions lesson to Ernie Macmillan. And despite being annoyed and deducting five points from Hufflepuff for talking, he made a note after the lesson to make sure to send you a bunch of begonias. "Oh Severus! I love begonias thank you so much!", you beamed as he brought you a bouquet for tea one afternoon and Severus vowed that he would give Hannah Abbott an extra point in the next test.

Another time he had heard Draco Malfoy talking loudly about how much Y/N loved vanilla Rooibos tea. "Oh yes Professor Y/L/N was telling me just yesterday that she thought it was a shame she couldn't find it anywhere around here." After briefly wondering why in God's name Draco Malfoy would ask one of his teachers about their tea preference, Severus turned back to his lessons. When you walked into his office the next afternoon, there was already a hot cup of vanilla Rooisbos tea waiting for you. He himself was not a big fan of sweet tea and stuck to his Earl Grey. "For God's sake, where did you find that? It's my favourite tea." Enthusiastically, you took another sip from your cup. "I had it in my drawer, I don't drink it myself, but I thought you might like some change," he replied. Of course, it was a lie, he had requested a tea order by express owl and had to pay a few galleons for it, but you didn't necessarily have to know that.

But the best hint he got came from Harry Potter, of all people. "Did you know that Professor Y/L/N's favourite food is Indian? She told me her favourite restaurant is in London and it's called Gymkhana." Severus could have sworn Potter pronounced the name extra clearly when he saw Snape standing only a few paces away from him. He would definitely find out if Potter was telling the truth. "Say Y/N, would you like to go out to dinner with me this weekend?" He had asked it so quickly that you didn't reply anything for a few seconds. "Dinner? Oh yes, I'd love to. What did you have in mind?" "Eh...there's a restaurant in London. I think Gymkhana?" Your look confirmed what Potter had said. "Seriously? That's my favourite restaurant? How do you know all my favourite things?" you laughed and shook your head. "Ah, probably just coincidence." Even though he'd given all the other students a bonus so far when their quips proved helpful, he wasn't sure if he'd give Potter the same privilege.

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It had been going on like this for a few months now and Severus had the feeling that he was on the right track. One or two more dates and maybe the time had finally come. But his optimism gave way to the old dark and dismissive manner when he saw you in the staff room one day with none other than Lupin. He had forgotten his book and was just going to fetch it when he heard your loud laughter outside the door. Surprised and curious, he opened the door a crack and saw you and Lupin standing in the room. One of your hands was on his upper arm and you both looked at each other laughing. Severus quickly closed the door again and decided to leave the book where it was. If his looks had been able to kill, the castle would most likely have been reduced by a few students. Muttering to himself, he strode through the corridors in the direction of his office. However, he did not notice that he was being overheard.

"Did he really just say that Professor Lupin and Professor Y/L/N...?", asked Harry in wonder as he looked up after Snape's figure. "I thought Snape and Professor Y/L/N were going out all the time. And wasn't she gushing about him yesterday?", asked Ron in equal wonder, his face contorting in disgust at the thought of anyone even giving the man a second thought. "Men!", groaned Hermione, throwing her head back. "We have to do something or all our work will have been for nothing!", hissed Harry, scratching his head thoughtfully. "Do you remember what we asked you at the very beginning Harry? Whether we should lock them up? Maybe now is exactly the right time. Come on come along, I have an idea." And with that Hermione pulled the two astonished boys along behind her.

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A knock on the office door made you look up from your papers. "Come in! Oh Harry, how can I help you?", you asked the black-haired boy with a smile. "Eh...hi professor. I...eh...Professor Snape sent me and asked that you come to him. He didn't say what it was about." "Oh...okay, thanks Harry. I suppose I'd best go and see him straight away then. Have a good afternoon." And with that, you left your office. What you didn't catch was Harry giving a thumbs up in the direction of Ron and Hermione who were waiting a few feet away from your office door and the three of them following you towards the dungeons. After a quick knock, you opened the door to Severus' office. "I didn't say ent-...Y/N?" His annoyed expression briefly gave way to positive surprise before it darkened again.

"You wanted to see me?" "I wanted to...Did I say that?" "Harry just came to me and told me you wanted to see me. So, what can I do for you?" "That insoltent little boy...if I can get my hands on him," Severus muttered, trying to open the door to see if he could still find Harry. But to his amazement, the door wouldn't open. And even with the help of his wand, he could not open the lock. On the other side of the door, Harry, Hermione and Ron looked at each other nervously, but then all three breathed a sigh of relief when they realised that the spell Hermione had found in one of her books seemed to hold up to Snape. "Come on! The spell only lasts half an hour, we might be better off not standing right outside the door when it lifts," Hermione whispered, receiving nods of agreement from the boys.

"Severus? Did I do something, is everything okay?", you asked timidly after he had let go of the door and was scowling at you. "Why don't you ask Lupin? You seem to be on good terms with him?", he hissed in reply. "Why don't I ask Lup-. Wait are you jealous?" You couldn't help but laugh, but immediately regretted it the next moment as Severus' gaze darkened further. "Severus! Do you really think that me and Remus...Shouldn't it be obvious to you by now that I enjoy our dates? I certainly wouldn't go out with you so much if I wanted something from Remus." His face was getting hot and he could feel the blush creeping up his face. He wasn't really like that, but just the thought of Lupin with you made his blood boil. Determined, you took a step towards him, took his face in your hands and pressed your lips to his.

"There, I should have done that much sooner!", you smiled after you had detached yourselves from each other. Severus didn't move, too shocked by what had just happened. "Remus is just a colleague, nothing more. But you...I've missed you Severus. And I love spending time with you." "I...I'm sorry Y/N. Lupin just makes me so mad and when I..." But before he could say more, you engaged him in a second kiss. "Maybe we could stop talking about him?", you murmured against his lips. With a short nod and sigh, Severus agreed with you and pulled you closer to him. Perhaps he did have to admit to himself now that Potter deserved a bonus at the next marking session. But he would think about that carefully over the next few days.

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It's been almost three years since Declan and I broke up.

At first we both were so heartbroken that it was easy to stay away from the other. It hurt too much. So we focused on our families and our jobs, on not having time to think about anything else. West Ham managed to stay in the Premier League, and despite England going home in the quarter finals, Declan was considered one of the best players of the tournament.

But then things got messy.

Mason and Roberta were still together, their relationship stronger than ever, and they wanted to keep seeing us both, to try and have something similar to what we used to. And because we are stupid and love them too much, we gave it a go.

We joined them at some parties and short holidays, and they all ended the same way: with Declan and I sleeping together and regretting it the next morning, making things even more tense and awkward than they already were. So at one point, I said it was enough.

"We can't keep doing this, Roberta. I'm sorry."

"But... But..." she pouted.

"We can't go back to the way things used to be, we are just hurting each other. And I don't want it to affect your relationship with Mason."

"I get it, but..."

"I'm sorry."

After that, I stopped going to parties where I knew Declan would be, and if I met Roberta and Mason for dinner or a short trip, it was just the three of us. And even though I was still attending England's games, I stopped visiting the changing room. I had enough with all the cameras pointing at me and following my every move when Declan was playing. I'm pretty sure that when we released the statement saying that there had been a relatioship but that it now was over, parties were thrown at many offices all around the country. Sadness and heartbreak sell better than happiness.

While Declan focused on his career, I decided to spend more time with my parents and Sophie, with my grandmother, with friends I had known my whole life and grew up with. And that meant spending more time with Charles.

He became a shoulder I could cry on, a friend I could tell everything I was feeling, someone who would cheer me up every time I felt down. And somehow, that led to us getting back together.

"Are you sure about this?" my mum asked when I shared the news.

"I don't know" I sighed. "But right now, it feels right."

And all that led us to the present, to waiting to start getting ready for tonight's Christmas Eve ball, the one where Charles will supposedly be proposing in front of all our friends and family members. A proposal that literally the whole country and half the world also knows about.

"I still can't believe everyone knows" Sophie says. "Who told the press?"

"Who knows" I shrug.

"Whoever it was, they totally ruined the surprise. Now you'll look even less excited."

"What?"

"C'mon, Ellie. I know that the idea of marrying Charles isn't keeping you awake at night. But that article about Declan dating that model..."

"They aren't dating, his team already denied it."

"Lucky her. Now she won't have to worry about having MI6 knocking on her front door" Sophie laughs.

"Whatever" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"Eleanor" she says, taking my hand on hers. "I don't know why you keep going with this... lie. Both you and Declan. Despite everything, you still love each other. You've tried to move on, to forget the other. But you can't. He is the one, Eleanor."

"He isn't, Sophie. He..." I say, trying not to cry. Of course he is the one. And of course I still love him. I've tried to forget him, to move on, to somehow direct that love towards Charles... but it is impossible.

Every time I see an article talking about girls he may be dating, even if they are just stupid rumours, I feel as if someone was crushing my heart. And the worst part is knowing that he feels the same. That when it was published that Charles and I were back together, it broke his heart.

Mason told me that he would only leave the house to go training, that he didn't want to see anyone. And he played like shit that month, all the newspapers talking about it. "Looks like Rice isn't over the princess" they would joke on tv. It was disgusting, and it was all my fault, which made me feel ever worse.

"Eleanor... If you aren't sure about Charles, don't marry him."

"As if it was that easy" I chuckle, wiping away a tear.

"It actually is. Just say no when he asks."

"I can't do that, Sophie. You know I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because... Because it must be him."

"Bullshit, Ellie. You should marry the man you love. And that man is out there definitely feeling like shit because the woman he loves is about to make the biggest mistake of her life."

"Are you ready, girls? The hair and makeup team is... Eleanor, are you alright?" my mother asks, walking into the room.

"I am, yeah."

"You are crying."

"No, no. I just..."

"She got a bit emotional because we were talking about Christmas when we were kids" Sophie quickly says.

"I see... Ellie, why don't you go to the bathroom and refresh yourself a bit, uh?"

"Yes, that'll be the best" I say as I leave, Sophie's words being repeated over and over in my head.

Despite everything, you still love each other.

He is the one, Eleanor.

The woman he loves is about to make the biggest mistake of her life.

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