#long-hair louis pining

[writingstoraes]

down the aisle 💍

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: written imagine (fluff, angst)

theme/s: none very gruesome, typical childhood best friends pining, unspoken feelings and all that

word count: 5.1k (got carried away lol)

notes: not proofread and not revised so pls expect grammatical/spelling errors! will be working on the pending reqs now hehe lmk what u guys think <3

about: charles was six when he promised to marry you when he got older and the time was right. as crazy children can go, you always thought he was delirious, but he reminds you of it almost every year. 

“Y’know what, when we get older, I am going to marry you for real!” Charles, in broken French, says a little enthusiastically as he walks down the makeshift aisle you two had made for the two-hour playtime your parents allowed.

With a pillowcase hanging on your head as an improvised veil, you held in your hands hand-picked flowers from the Leclerc’s garden as your bouquet. Two of your other friends cheer, the joy of make-believe weddings children orchestrate on their own taking over.

“You’re crazy, Charlie! We can’t marry each other, we’re only six years old,” you giggle.

“I know,” he says. “I’ll do it when we get old! When we’re 18 or something.”

You thought of Charles as demented every time he promised to marry you in the unforeseeable future. He first said it when the two of you were six years old, playing an infamous game of roleplay wedding. For a long time, in your little group of friends, the two of you always assumed the role of the groom and bride. Of course, you were just as young as he was, but you dismiss his thoughts by saying you were too young to get married - and he’d always respond with the promise of doing it when you both got older.

Even when his parents and his older brother Lorenzo watch the two of you, he assumed Charles was just hopped up on the adrenaline of playing with his best friend, his favorite person in the whole world, you. He thought that when the two of you actually get older, Charles would eventually forget the silly vow he had made when he was awfully young.

But Charles never abandoned the thought. As he got older, he finds himself repeating the same promise he had told you in his family’s backyard, not for the sake of mere recollection, but because he deems you as his perfect pair, his soulmate. 

It was at age 10 when he had made the same promise to marry you. You sat a bench in front of your school’s gates, waiting for the school bus, clutching your backpack as tears welled in your eyes. You and Charles had made a pact to always go home together and sit at the bus side by side, so he’s not surprised to find you at your usual spot, but he was surprised to see you crying.

Charles rushes to you, taking off his backpack to set it on the bench. 

“Hey, why are you crying?” Worriedly, he says, a little panicked to see his best friend with tears running down her face.

“Louis t-th-threw away my let-t-ter,” you say in between sobs. 

Louis was a grade above you, who was the dreamiest boy in school with his soft brown hair and brown eyes. Every girl at school had a crush on him, gigantic ones at that, so his locker is expected to be filled with love letters even on normal days. Frankly, Charles never got the hype over him but he’d never tell you that, not when you were one of the lovestruck girls at school.

“What happened?” 

“I was too shy to tell him I like him,” you tell Charles, who proceeds to rub your back calmly to ease you down. “So I wrote a letter to tell him that and he crumpled it up into a ball and threw it in the garbage.” 

“He did it in front of everyone!” you add, breaking into cries once again. Charles’ brows furrow, wanting to punch the stupid boy who had made you cry, but his main goal was to make you stop crying first.

“Il est idiot ou abruti!” He’s a jerk.

“Y/N, please stop crying. He’s no good for you, you’re too great for him.” he says, using both his hands to grip your shoulders as he adjusts you so you can face him.

“I’m so embarrassed. What if this goes on for years? What if nobody likes me-” you ramble on and Charles could only look at you sympathetically.

“Hey, I like you! You’re the best girl I know.” Charles replies, smiling slightly. 

“And I will always like you, you know? It doesn’t matter if it’s years from now, I promise to marry you when we’re older because I will always like you!” 

“You’re just saying that because I’m sad,” you shake your head, lightly laughing at his attempt to cheer you up.

“I’m not lying! I really will marry you. That’s how much I like you.” 

It’s amusing to hear. What do 10-year-olds know about marriage, anyway?

At first, Charles thought he was repeating his vow to marry you years from now just to fulfill what he told the best person in his life when he was young. He remembers the time he had made the promise again back when he was 10 and he recalls telling you you were the best girl he knew. He convinces himself that he said that partially to cheer you up and because he’d do anything to make you smile, you were his best friend after all.

But it’s three years from now and he had done it again. Maybe it’s a reflex, something he thinks he’s supposed to say because he had said it two times already. Maybe when he was six it was out of joy and the child-like innocence he had. When he was 10 maybe it’s out of the fact that he wanted to dry your tears. Yet this time, he had no reason to justify it.

Deep down he knew it was because he grew to like you, more than a friend, more than he should. Internally he shakes his head, trying to dismiss the thought of breaking the unspoken rule of liking his best friend. He was 13, figuring things out, and the first thing he knew to be certain of was you were in fact, his dream girl. 

Your family and the Leclercs were together again for dinner, a tradition done at least once a month. A big table was set up at your house since it was your family’s turn to host dinner. Plates were neatly set up, the smell of roast chicken and the aroma of an array of dishes coming out of the kitchen. It’s the same night Charles realized just how beautiful you’ve grown to be. Your hair was much longer and you were a little taller. You dressed differently, and the two years you had braces finally paid off. Charles feels butterflies in his stomach each time you smiled, but he chooses to ignore it.

“Remember when you said you’d marry me like, three years ago?” you spoke up, hoping to playfully embarrass Charles who was beside you in your bedroom, legs sprawled on your bed.

“You can say it, were you just saying that to cheer me up?” 

“No, can you stop accusing me of that? I really meant it!” he says in defense, knowing he really did mean it, and he means it even more now.

“Hmm, I’m sure you won’t mean it anymore when you ask Elise to the dance and you guys have your first kiss,” you tease, enunciating the word “kiss” just to poke at Charles and the fact that the school dance was in 2 weeks.

“I’m still going to mean it, Y/N.” he shakes his head. “And weren’t we going to go together? I already bought your ticket.”

“Come on, Charlie! You don’t have to appease me anymore, we’re growing older, you know?” 

“I know, and I keep my promises,” he turns to look at you, shifting into a seated position. 

“Really?” you mock, raising one brow at him with a smirk on your face. “You’d really marry me like, 10 years from now?”

“I would,” Charles responds, unknowingly providing you with a small amount of comfort you couldn’t figure out just yet.

Things were pretty routine for you and Charles. Every time he promised to marry you, your response was always to never take him seriously. You always think he’s just trying to lift your spirits up or it’s because he’s fulfilling a promise he made when he was six years old. And if Charles was anything, he wasn’t someone who broke promises. He shows up and keeps his word, it’s just who he was. You think that vow would eventually be null and void when he finds a girl he genuinely likes, and the same would go for you.

Charles never lets your response get to his head. After he realizes he had grown feelings for you, feelings that persisted until now that he was sixteen, he lets your chuckle and “you’re crazy” responses slide away. He didn’t think he’d make the promise again anyway, he knows better than to say it again now that he actually was going to mean every word. 

At sixteen, you and Charles attended your first party with friends without parental supervision. Even Lorenzo wasn’t there as a chaperone so it was an entirely new experience for the two of you. He had promised your parents prior that he was going to take care of you and makes sure you don’t go home wasted, and obviously, they trusted him with their entire chests. 

Charles made sure not to drink too much that night, not even with the heavy and ceaseless invites from his friends. He wanted to be of composure in the event you get more inebriated than him, which will take place about an hour from now. You both went your separate ways, agreeing to meet when it was time to go home. You had friends outside of Charles and he had friends that weren’t you as well. Before letting you go he makes you promise to not drink too much and you only respond with a nod and a wide smile.

But he was summoned by your friend so he comes running to the living room and he finds you flushed and drunk out of your mind.

“Hi, Charlie!” you slur, waving your hands aimlessly as you see Charles’ figure tower over you. 

“Oh my god, how many have you had?” Charles asks, desperately trying to lift you up and out of the couch you were nearly passed out on.

“Come on, Y/N, I told your parents I wouldn’t let you drink!”

“Sorry, Charlie.” you say, all senses nonfunctional, slinging both your arms over Charles' shoulder as he carries you.

He figures he can’t take you home in your state, so he takes you out to the patio and sat you on the lawn chair. The booming music was heard outside, red cups littered on the grass, teenagers shouting every now and then. He had asked someone to fetch a clean towel drenched in water so he can wipe your face, hoping that and some water could lessen your inebriation.

“Aww, you’re taking care of me,” you coo, still clearly drunk. You had totally underestimated the toll alcohol would take on you.

“When we get married, are you going to take care of me when I’m drunk?” 

“What?” Charles mutters in disbelief, but he quickly remembers you were drunk out of your mind so he tries his best not to give it any thought.

“You promised you’d marry me. You’ll keep your promise, right?” you say, mispronouncing some of the words and holding back a hiccup. 

Charles doesn’t say anything and continues wiping your face with the damp towel in his hand and proceeds to tie your hair into a neat ponytail. He ignores that most of the time drunk words are a product of sober thoughts. He grabs the glass of water beside you and asks you to drink it. You shake your head in disapproval.

“Not drinking until you say you’ll m-ma-marry m-me,” 

He can only sigh, not believing he was making the promise yet again, this time out of actual sincerity, not just because you asked and he wanted you to shut up and drink the damn water he had in his hand.

“I will marry you, okay? When we get together and the time is right, you’ll walk down the aisle and you will see me.” 

“Now, please drink some water, I’m begging.”

And oddly enough, Charles is convinced you would have no recollection of the words that came straight out his chest.

Charles was already nineteen and how he felt for you hadn’t changed, not one bit. He’s evaluated the emotions he’s been avoiding hundreds of times - he asks himself if it was the nostalgia of having known you for more than a decade or if it was really because he had grown old enough to realize you were all he could ever want. But he’s not the type to do something about it, he’s far more afraid of losing you than having to keep the biggest secret he had withheld from you. 

You would be lying if you said the way you looked at Charles was still the same way you did when you were nine. You were scared to entertain the thought, it’s a dangerous territory should you try to open the door and see what was inside. For some time you disregard the pounding in your chest when Charles sends you a smile or the electricity that runs through your fingertips every time he held your hand.

Both of you decide to keep it at bay, stashing whatever you felt in a box and stowing it away in a compartment in the back of your heads. You were still as comfortable as ever, knowing each other best like you were each other’s home address. For whatever reason you and Charles deem it best and most reasonable to stay as friends and not say anything, you both loved each other too much to risk, jump, and then fall. Unbeknownst to the two of you, you were both ready to catch whoever falls first.

It’s not like neither of you tried to expand your horizons. There were attempts to date other people and establish the same or at least a comparable connection with another person as the one you had with each other.  Numerous times you asked for Charles’ opinion on what to wear on a first date and several occasions were you with him as he bought flowers for whoever was waiting for him. The difference was that you were more desperate than Charles, trying your best and trying hard to get over the fact that you were possibly in love with your best friend. Maybe because you weren't at peace with it as much as him, so you figure that maybe when you actually meet someone you like, all of this would just fade into thin air.

But it does get tiring. Looking back now, you weren’t sure you got the irony in going on several dates just for you to come home at night to Charles, who’s almost always waiting for you at your front door to make sure you got home safe. Sure, his house was awfully near, but you don’t mind it anyway. 

To say your date tonight was bad is an understatement. It was with a guy you met through a mutual friend, and at first, seemed charming and kind. After having rescheduled the date four times because of reasons he couldn’t say, you took comfort in the fact that he might be a great guy and you should give him a chance. He didn’t pick you up from the house, which Charles frowned upon, but he let it slide eventually after some persuasion and convincing. The whole night he only talked about himself and was even rude to the waiter who served you. To make the night even worse, him complimenting your physique in a way only perverts do was the cherry on top. 

Charles’ lips twitch to form a small smile the moment he saw you walking towards your door. Previously on his phone, he shuts it down and sees your shoulders slumped as you give him an exasperated sigh when you finally get to him.

“Home so soon?” Charles asks, though it was more of a statement laced with an I-told-you-so tone.

“Why are you here so early?” you return the question. 

“It’s only what-” you glance at your watch. “8:30 in the evening? You’re usually not here until 11.” 

Charles shrugs. “I figured this date wouldn’t go well. I had this weird feeling to wait for you really early, call it best friend instinct or something.”

Best friend. In some weird way, the comforting thought that he goes out of his way to wait for you was joined with a little pang in your chest from the two words that defined the two of you your whole lives. Best friends, were all you were and you figure, all you ever will be. 

“Sucks you had me give him the benefit of the doubt - the douchey shirt he was wearing really gave it away for me,” he laughs lightly. 

The both of you sit down at the front of your door like you usually do before you went to bed. It’s routine, something you never get tired of, even when sometimes you and Charles were just enveloped in silence, comfortable silence that is. 

“In my defense, he did seem nice. I wanted to give him a chance.” 

“Yeah that’s the problem with you, no?” he says. “You give way too many chances. You give them away like it’s Halloween and they’re trick-or-treating. Even when signs point you to not entertaining them, you’re too kind to dismiss it.” 

I’ve only ever wanted to give one person one chance. But I’m too scared to lose you. You wanted to reply, but there was no way in hell you would actually say that. So much for the self-imposed courage you said you had.

“That’s practically what dating is, Charlie,” you say instead, sighing after. “How am I going to meet the right person if I just stand and stall?” 

“It’s because you keep looking. I think incessantly looking for the right person is overrated, sometimes it’s better to stop and let them come to you.”

“Oh because I should take dating advice from a guy who’s been in what, 6 dates his entire life?” you tease, smiling at Charles after he returns a knowing look.

For a while, his gaze fixates on you, a small smile painted on your face and the moonlight reflecting in your eyes, somehow making them sparkle.

Right then and there he finds the answer as to why he’s only ever been in six dates. And had no desire on going to more. 

“Hey,” you speak up, cutting Charles’ trail of thought. 

“At least when I don’t find the right person, I won’t be husbandless. I have you to marry, right?” you joke, hoping it jogs Charles’ memory of a dumb promise he made when he was a child. 

“Yeah, you do.” 

You entered the Leclerc household while it was in complete chaos. His brothers were occupied setting up a big table in the backyard and meticulously arranging the plates and centerpieces as to how Pascale, his mom, would like it. His aunts and mainly his mother were in the kitchen, surrounded by pots, pans, and cut-up ingredients for whatever they were cooking. Undoubtedly, Charles had a fairly big family if you include the extended ones. It was his 21st birthday after all, so it makes sense why he was a big deal for today.

“Y/N! You’re here early, dinner isn’t for another 3 hours.” Pascale smiles upon seeing you, walking over to give you a kiss on the cheek. 

“I wanted to help you guys set up, looks like it’s a busy day today.” 

You soon made rounds in their house, taking turns in helping in the kitchen, and backyard, and visiting Charles in his bedroom because he was apparently ordered to not move a finger until it was time to eat. 

Soon after, the long table set up beautifully in the backyard of Charles’ house was filled. Close friends, family, and everyone he held dear were present to celebrate his special day. Various dishes were laid out on the table as well as a cake baked by his mom herself had candles sticking out of it, along with a cake topper that said ‘21’. You sat beside Charles like you normally do, which was never an issue to anyone. Thankfully enough, despite the long tradition of having meals together with your and Charles’ family, no one ever posed the question of when the two of you are getting together or telling you two how much you looked good together.

Which benefitted the two of you. Now, you weren’t really sure if you’d call each other best friends, not when you two had lingering feelings you keep hidden from one another. It’s better that no one imposes anything so you and Charles can avoid any awkward conversation that may arise after.

The dinner was definitely delightful. It was nice that Charles was able to fly back home after his races to celebrate with family and you could tell how happy he was as he sat at the head of the table, providing him a clear view of everyone present to celebrate him. The rest of the night was nothing but hearty conversations, light-hearted jokes, and sangrias that were made by a proud Lorenzo. 

“Speaking of Lorenzo, I bumped into your girlfriend at the market the other day,” Pascale speaks up, everyone instantly shifting their attention to her.

“You should have brought her here, Enzo. She seems really nice.” 

“Noted for next time, Mama,” Lorenzo laughs, continuing to sip his sangria. 

Granted, Lorenzo did explain they’ve been together only for several months and he didn’t want to put his girlfriend under extreme pressure by bringing her to a dinner surrounded by his entire family. 

“How about you, Charles? Anyone your mom might be bumping into here in the city?” his aunt turns his head to Charles, who was pleasantly surprised by the question.

“Oh no, not at the moment,” he chuckles, in hopes that would be the end of it.

“I don’t think Charles is the ‘dating’ type as of now, tante,” Lorenzo adds, replying to his aunt.

“Hey, I’ve been on dates!” Charles puts his hands up in defense as everyone erupted in laughter. “Really, I’ve just been focusing on my racing career.”

“Plus, I don’t think I’ve met the right person yet.” he adds, adding a low laugh at the end. 

You shift in your seat as something in your heart drops, like your oxygen levels were dropping and your heart rate was slowing down. Whatever confirmation you were waiting for from the universe that what you felt for Charles remained stagnant, you were sure this was it. Hearing about how he’s in pursuit of the destined person for him sent shivers down your spine, yet you’re certain you had no spine at all, considering you chose to hide your true feelings for him for God knows how long now.

“Mama won’t have to worry about daughters-in-law anyway, Y/N’s practically one,” Arthur quips, making the whole table laugh once again, except you and Charles, who knew the gravity of the word wedding or marriage held for the two of you.

But the two of you manage to let out light, slightly forced laughs anyway, for each other’s benefit mostly.

“Ah yes, Charles did promise to marry me when the time is right.” you say, in a somehow witty and humorous tone, raising a brow as you look at Charles. 

“I intend to keep that promise, Y/N, don’t dare me.” Charles taunts jokingly.

And for the irony and heartbreak of it all, that would wind up being the last time Charles ever mentions the only promise he’s kept this long.

If anyone ever writes a biography about the untold love story you and Charles had, the author would probably call you cowards. For several years, decades even, the both of you never tried to see what it would be like on the other side of the door. Swearing you loved each other more than life itself yet never brave enough to jump and take the risk. You only ever convince yourselves that what you two have cost more and is more than finally having what you two really desired since you were both thirteen. So you both decide it’s better to let what you felt die down when you both get tired of waiting and hoping that someday, time would finally pencil you in on a schedule and things would finally work out.

The shadow of being best friends your whole life mostly served as a justification for the hidden affection you had for one another. Whenever you questioned the motive as to why it only takes one call for Charles to come running over to wherever you are, you tell yourself he’s your best friend, that’s why he cares so much. And every time Charles’ heartbeat skips when your skin touches whether in a hug or a kiss on the cheek, he ignores and tells himself the two of you have been close ever since. The two of you never thought to question it, always afraid of what comes after.

Soon enough the extended pining for each other would blur at least a little bit. You and Charles will eventually grow tired of being surrounded by the what-if’s you’ve been holding back for years. So neither of you can really blame each other when one takes a step forward - it’s general knowledge that any longer of whatever situation this was would just harm the two of you and could potentially ruin your friendship, the thing you’ve been protecting so ceaselessly over the years.

At 24, you and Charles are at the peak of your careers. He was now racing for his dream team, and you finally got the promotion you’d been busting your behind for for several years. But despite the busy schedules that you have mounted on your calendars, you manage to still have time for each other no matter how tough it got. 

19 years later, nothing had changed - exactly the way you and Charles wanted it to be. A small price to pay for broken hearts because of words left unspoken. 

But the question remains, would your hearts stay broken for so long? Maybe not, maybe the long game is what you’re supposed to play.

Charles always wanted his wedding to be private and intimate. He wasn’t one for big weddings where he invites people he’s only seen several times in his life, and probably won’t see for a long time after the wedding. He preferred it to just be close friends and family, in a private chapel, and he’s damn lucky his bride shared the same philosophy.

The villa Charles had chosen was exclusive and very private, even the planners of the wedding itself can be counted by hand. The villa was rented for the entire weekend and he pats himself on the shoulder for doing a good job of picking out the place. 

The sun was starting to set and you could only stare at the golden hues that painted the sky. The breeze was warm but not too hot it makes you sweat. Tables and chairs were set up, beautiful centerpieces on top of it. Everyone was already well-dressed following the theme, all prepared for the ceremony. Even the piano player was seated down, in a tuxedo, all ready to play probably the most haunting music you will ever hear. You smile lightly as you play with the hem of your dress, closing your eyes and hoping your heart won’t pop out of your chest.

“Your vows, please,” the officiant says, as Charles brings out a paper from his coat pocket, tears already forming in his eyes. 

You could only look at him longingly, chest pounding, waiting for the words written on the piece of paper he held tightly. 

“Mon amour, 7 years ago, my family thought I was never the dating type. Sure it was a joke, partly, but I wondered what it would be like to actually be with the right person, with my soulmate. I was too caught up in my career and in the whirlwind of chasing my dreams. But there you stood, in the middle of the chaos and you have managed to keep me grounded. You have served as my anchor all these years and I honestly don’t know what my life could have been if you weren’t in it.” He continues, tears falling down as he proceeds to use his index finger to wipe his eyes.

“With you, I finally know how it feels to be with their soulmate. In you, I found the best friend, the greatest teammate, and the most amazing woman. You have no idea how thankful I am that I found you in this lifetime, and I will spend the rest of my life loving you and reminding you just how much.”

It wasn’t long before a tear rolled down your cheek and it feels like you couldn’t breathe. Of all the places you could be, this was the last place you ever thought you’d be in - the wedding of the only man you have ever loved.

You sat in the audience, beside Arthur and Joris, who you hope was too occupied to see the tears you were shedding. You sat in the audience in your cream-colored dress, watching Charles promise to love another woman for the rest of his life, like your own personal execution, like you had done an unforgivable crime and this was the world’s way of punishing you for it.

Maybe it was your fault you even went. But your best friend for more than two decades asking you to be there for his wedding seems like something you can’t decline. It was the happiest day of his life, one of the most important days he was ever going to have - it would seem off that you weren’t there, but it was barbaric of you to torture yourself. 

You were happy for Charles, you know in your heart you were. But it was a shame you never knew how he felt and it was a missed opportunity you spent years hiding your heart from him. But here you sat, surrounded by the desolating what-ifs, just like when you were thirteen and you realized you liked Charles more than a friend.

For the first time in his life, Charles has finally broken a promise.

For the first time in your life, you realize just how crushing heartbreaks can be.

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(E, 32k, fake relationship) Louis has no idea that one act of kindness will cause his life to spiral out of control. But that's what happens when his new friend fake proposes to him and a video of it goes viral.

🍍 my kingdom for a kiss (tonight you're on my mind) by @leighbot

(E, 30k, royal) the one where Zayn and Louis make a friendly wager and it goes too far, Harry's a baker with a heart of gold and really great hair, Liam is an overworked PA who just wants to enjoy his holiday and Niall is completely at ease, as always. An accidentally married AU mixed with a splash of modern royalty.

🍍 Turn and face the strange by orphan_account

(E, 26k, royal) the one where Harry is going to be King, Louis can't handle it like he thinks, Zayn is finally happy, Liam's a massive geek and Niall's marrying a princess.

🍍 What Side Of Love Are You On? by @fallinglikethis

(T, 25k, movie au) Ever since Harry finally made the decision to come out to his mother as bisexual, she’s been foisting women on him left and right, determined it’s just a phase. But when she puts out a personal ad to find the perfect partner for her son, things really get complicated. 

🍍 bring out feelings in me i never show by orphan_account

(M, 24k, fake relationship) Louis accidentally hires a felon to be his fake boyfriend for Thanksgiving. Or, the fake boyfriends au no one asked for

- Rare Pairs -

🍍 It's simple and it goes like this by yourlionheartx / @djtommotomlinson

(G, 3k, Zayn/Liam) Liam and Zayn have been fake dating for almost a year to get their parents off their backs. Liam’s a closeted lesbian and Zayn’s a trans woman who is also not out to her parents. It seems like the perfect plan to give them both some peace, until feelings get involved.

🍍 Fine Line by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(G, 1k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Telling his family was always going to be a big deal, but doing it alone was a sacrifice he could make. He never thought they’d fall about laughing.

#ficrec #meeting the family #1dficvillage #hltracks #hljournal #hlcreators #trackinghome #trackinghappily #1dsource #ficsfor4am

[hlficlibrary]

HL Fic Library 🌸 Short Fics

(Part One - Under 5k)

Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

🌸 Stealing Flowers by @lululawrence {NR, 4k}

When Louis finally arrived, he walked in and grabbed an apron. Without even saying hello, he immediately approached Jesy and said, “Sexy Stranger steals flowers.”

She kept pouring the Tanqueray shots she had lined up in front of her, but her face screwed up in confusion. “I’m sorry, he what? Did you finally talk to him and that was what you learned?”

He nodded to another couple of tourists and welcomed them to the Way Station as they eagerly made their way to the Tardis restroom.

“No, I didn’t actually talk to him, but—”

“Then how do you know he steals flowers?”

She was wiping down the bar and stacking the empty glasses to take back to the dishwasher when Louis realized maybe he should help too. After all, he was there to work, not just talk to her about his maybe crush.

“I saw a poster.”

Or the one where Louis pines after the Sexy Stranger on the Subway and almost asks him out. That's when the strange posters start showing up around Brooklyn.

🌸 More in these bones by SunTomato / @sun-tomato {NR, 4k}

"This isn't a social call, is it, Curly?" Harry's gaze drops to the floor. "No." Harry takes a deep breath, fists clenching at his side, before he looks up again. His eyes meet Louis’ with a mix of fear and determination. "I want to make a deal."

OR The one where demon Louis really doesn't want Harry to trade away his soul, even if he can't explain why.

🌸 Tech Support (series) by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird {G, 4k}

Harry calls the HP customer service line very late at night expecting to get redirected to a call center far away. Instead, the person on the other end of the line is a little closer to home.

🌸 cursing the cosmos by @hogwartzlou {NR, 4k}

In a world where people have timers counting down to when they meet their soulmate, finding love is easy. Harry meets Louis in a coffee shop one day. They slowly fall in love, the only thing holding them back is that they aren't soulmates.

🌸 you and I love like it's a secret  by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed {T, 4k}

Louis swallows, looking at Harry, who grins at him as though nothing’s wrong. He’s leaning against the door of a wardrobe, his long hair having lost some of its curls due to the amount of times he’s run his fingers through it. Louis is still where he was the moment the door got closed behind them, all but pressed up against the wood, trying to keep as much distance between him and Harry as possible.

His heart stutters in his chest as he looks up at his best friend. He’s known Harry since he was barely out of diapers, and Harry gets him in a way that few people ever have – or have tried to. He knows him, to the point where sometimes Louis worries that he’s able to read his mind.

Or: It's Seven minutes in Heaven, but Louis sort of feels like he's ended up in Hell instead when he's forced into a small bedroom with his childhood best friend slash long time crush.

🌸 they’re laughin’ and drinkin’ and havin’ a party by  4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou {G, 4k}

When Louis decides he has to get away, he chooses the next best town in Texas, as far away from his ex as he can get. The real estate agent tells him it’s a quiet neighborhood, yet somehow the sound of a champagne bottle popping from two doors down followed by the roar of a party, sends him spiraling. That is, until a deep voice calls out a tentative “heey” from the darkness.

🌸 The Hidden Hills Restaurant  by amomentoflove / @daggerandrose {E, 4k}

“Are you sure you want to hear about this? Wouldn’t you rather hear about what I’ll do to you? How often? How long? How many fin—“

“I like to get to know my potential clients before agreeing to anything,” Louis says and lays down the menu. He’s thinking of steak. Something meaty, juicy, and hearty.

Harry’s arched eyebrow at the word ‘potential’ doesn’t escape Louis’ notice.

or the one where Louis is a personal feeder and Harry is the vampire to be his next client

🌸 Into Always by @jaerie {E, 4k}

Harry finds his ex's knotting dildo and gets a little curious. Louis is more than willing to help out.

🌸 Fakes (Streaming Live) by @allwaswell16 {E, 4k}

Alpha camboy Henry Steel has a rather unfortunate crush on omega camboy Luscious Lucas. He also has a rather unfortunate secret that's about to be revealed.

🌸 Heels Over Head by @kingsofeverything {E, 3k}

Louis Tomlinson returns from tour to find that his new next door neighbor doesn't realize his backyard is not completely private.

🌸 No One But You Got Me Feeling This Way by @runaway-train-works​ / runaway_train {E, 3k}

Harry is well aware he should be studying or watching T.V or cleaning the kitchen or doing literally anything from a list as long as his arm instead of this, but he is. The list of reasons why he shouldn’t be doing this is probably at least double that, but here he most definitely is. He’s sitting on his bed, legs straight out in front of him, back propped up against the headboard and some fluffed-up pillows and his MacBook is resting on his thighs. His jittery fingers drum lightly on the edge of the keyboard as he stares at the tiny digital clock in the top right-hand corner of the screen, willing the seconds to tick by faster. He wants to get into this and get it over with in equal measures.

Or The one where Harry has a particular desire that only Louis can fulfill.

🌸 nobody knows like me by enbyharry / @non-binharry {G, 3k}

Harry does his best to cope with a secret life in the summer of '74.

🌸 Gonna Dress You Up In My Love by @fallinglikethis {T, 3k}

Harry decides to take up knitting. He's horrible at it. Louis wears everything anyway.

🌸 the most fantastic things by bluegreenish / @greenblueish {G, 2k}

When he reads a fairy tale today, and it’s one about love, Harry will find himself in it. Because in all the fairy tales about love that exist in the world, he knows that a little part of Louis and him is written in between the letters, hidden between every page that curious fingers turn.

or, Harry's version of the fairy tale Thumbelina, minus marrying toads or moles, plus waxing poetic about Louis.

🌸 as we move slowly by snsk / @snsknene {G, 2k}

"You know what color your wings are?" Harry asked conversationally, on his stomach at the tattoo parlor, while Louis played absentmindedly with one dangling hand and flipped through some designs.

// Alternatively: Louis grows wings. Harry is the only one who can see them.

🌸 maybe by @gaycousinlarry / momentofclarity {G, 2k}

I cannot not see you again. I cannot.

🌸 On the Go by @phdmama {T, 2k}

louis owns a landscaping company called MANSCAPE and harry thinks it’s some sort of in-home pubic hair grooming company

🌸 Check, Check, Checkmate  by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense {E, 2k}

Harry and Louis play chess... until another game becomes more interesting.

🌸 Zoey by @wabadabadaba {G, 2k}

Harry knew his first name, but he liked the way Dr. Tomlinson sounded more. Harry watched as Louis unclasped her harness and set it aside and pet her back and under her chin. Louis kissed the top of her head and murmured sweet nothings to her- mostly about how pretty she is and how well behaved she is. Harry wished it was him.

or Harry has a huge crush on his cat's veterinarian and finally decides to do something about it.

🌸 What About Tonight by @taggiecb {G, 2k}

Louis loves his new career. It might just be killing him, but he loves it. What he doesn't love is how easily the boy he cares most about seems to move in and out of his life.

🌸 you don't have to wear (your best fake smile) by coffeelouis {T, 2k}

When Harry was 12, he moved to Holmes Chapel and broke up with his first boyfriend.

When Harry was 20, he sat next to said boyfriend in class, and although he continues to wear Harry's parting gift of his beloved Manchester United sweatshirt every goddamn day, does not seem to remember Harry at all.

🌸  Moon Dances Over by LadyLondonderry /  @londonfoginacup {G, 2k}

Louis knows that his tail is, frankly, stunning. His iridescent blue scales shimmer in even the slightest sunlight, and his fins have grown since he presented, delicate and almost transparent in their webbing.

He also knows that that means he’ll be one of the first to pick tonight, as the most beautiful omegas are blessed to pick their mates first. It’s considered a huge honour, since the guppies they’ll eventually birth will certainly be beautiful as well, bringing favour on the whole clan.

Louis has a stubborn streak, though. He’s always been rather a fan of mating for love, and there’s someone he’s had his eye on for a long time now.

🌸 an honest mistake  by @disgruntledkittenface {NR, 2k}

“You look different when you’re not covered in come,” he blurts out, immediately regretting each and every life choice that has led to this exact moment. Elevator Guy is going to hate him.

Louis has ridden the elevator with his neighbor all week. The first time they speak, there’s a misunderstanding.

🌸 Stole My Heart by @haztobegood {NR, 2k}

“Oh my god, Niall.” The door slams shut as Harry rushes into the flat. He’s still panting from his rush to get away from the scene of his crime. “You won’t believe what just happened!”

Niall is sitting on the couch in their tiny living room. He looks up from his laptop. “What happened?”

“The worst thing. I’ll never recover. I just reached into a box of free samples outside that new chicken restaurant. Only it wasn’t free samples. It was a man. Holding a box of chicken nuggets. His chicken nuggets. I stole this man’s food, Niall!”

🌸 Simply the Nest (Better Than All the Rest) by @homosociallyyours {G, 2k}

It's been a few months since Louis moved to a new town, and he still hasn't managed to get his nest to feel as comforting as he'd like it to. When his therapist suggests he might need some new materials, he's willing to give it a shot. Wandering into Harry's nesting store turns out to be just what he needed.

🌸 the prettiest customer (and the cutest barista) by fearsparks / @onlythebravest {G, 1k}

“So there’s this guy,” Harry repeated. “And I really like him.”

“Is he cute?”

“The cutest,” Harry said with a bright smile, turning around to face Louis. His cheeks felt warm, but he ignored it, pushed past it. “Prettiest boy I’ve ever seen.”

“Ooh, tell me more.” Louis rested his head in his hand.

(Louis is the pretty customer that comes in and orders hot chocolate while Harry is the cute barista that takes his order.)

🌸 A+ Patient by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf {G, 1k}

Harry hated everything about the dentist—the antiseptic smell and the bright light in his face and the disappointment in himself and the suction thingy that kept his mouth too dry. But the thing he hated the most was how in love with his dentist he was.

🌸 Needle by @nouies {NR, 666 words}

“You didn’t deserve this,” he muttered between hiccups. “She didn’t have the right.”

🌸 there’s a house in english bond (somebody planned to stay) by @muldxr {T, 666 words}

The Hotel dates back to the mid-17th century, and the owners have invested dearly to make it a home away from home. Please mind our building rules written below in order to have an exceptional stay.

🌸 Swings Said by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright {T, 500 words}

A love story told by five swings who each were there to see a piece of it unfold.

#ficrec #hltracks #hlcreators #hljournal #hlsource #trackinghome #trackinghappily #tracksintheam #1dsource #1dficvillage #uhohbutyeahalright #nouies #yesisaworld #fearsparks #homosociallyyours #haztobegood #disgruntledkittenface #ladylondonderry #coffeelouis #taggiecb #wabadabadaba #nonsensedarling #phdmama #snsk #bluegreenish #fallinglikethis #enbyharry #runawaytrain #kingsofeverything #muldxr

[asoiaf-fancasts]

Eddard Stark - Fancasts

Age: 08 - 36

18 - 20 [Tourney to End of

Rebellion]

26 - 27 [Greyjoys’s Rebellion]

Appearance: He has a long face with long brown hair. His beard is closely trimmed with grey starting come in making him look older. He has dark grey eyes. He is shorter than his brother and is allegedly plainer looking.

Character: Edmund Pevensie

Actor: Skander Keynes

Movie[s]: Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, Prince Caspian & Voyage of the Dawn Threader

[He’s 13/14 - 16/17 during the first two movies so good for when he is being fostered by Jon Arryn. He is the perfect age for during the Tourney of Harrenhal in the last movie. He has brown hair, dark eyes but not grey. He wears medieval ish clothes/armour along with 1930’s/1940’s clothes.]

Character: Piero di Lorenzo de Medici

Actor: Louis Patridge

Show: Medici [2016] [Season 3]

[He was 15/16 during this season so good for Ned being fostered by Jon Arryn. He has a long ish face,brown hair, dark eyes but they aren’t grey. He wears 15th century Italian clothes.]

Character: Gilbert Blythe

Actor: Lucas Jade Zumann

Show: Anne with an E [2017]

[He is 17 - 19 during this show so good for just before the Tourney at Harrenhal and during Roberts Rebellion. He has a long ish face, brown eyes that are dark but not grey. He wears 18th century clothes so he is better for close ups.]

Character: King William

Actor: Sam Claflin

Movie: Snow White and the Huntsman [2012]

[He was 25/26 during this movie is the right age for him during Greyjoy’s Rebellion. He has a long ish face, long brown hair, a closely trimmed beard and his eyes are a dark grey/brown. He wears fantasy medieval clothes.]

Character: Gawain

Actor: Dev Patel

Movie: The Green Knight [2021]

[He was 30/31 during this movie so too young for him in the book timeline. He has a long face with long dark brown/black hair and his beard is relatively short. He has dark eyes but they’re not grey. He wears fantasy clothes.]

Character: Uthred of Bebbanburg

Actor: Alexander Dreymon

Show: The Last Kingdom [2015] [Season 4]

[He is too young for Ned during the books at the start of the series at 32 but is around the right age for Ned in season 4 at 36/37. He has a long face, long brown hair and has a somewhat closely trimmed beard. His hair from season 1 is more accurate to Ned though. He unfortunately has light eyes of the wrong colour. He wears Norse ish clothes.]

Character: Alfred

Actor: David Dawson

Show: The Last Kingdom [2015] [Season 2 & 3]

[He is too young for Ned in season 1 but is around the right age for him in season 2 and 3 at around 35-36. He has a long face, his has somewhat long brown hair and a closely trimmed bread that has grey in it that makes him look older than his age.His eyes are dark but not grey. He wears Saxon clothes.]

Character: Ross Poldark

Actor: Aiden Turner

Show: Poldark [2015] [Season 4 & 5]

[He is too young for Ned during the first book at 32 -34 in earlier seasons but is around the right age at 34/35 - 36 in the last two seasons. He has a long face, long dark brown hair and dark eyes but they’re not grey.He wears 18th century clothes.]

Character: Robert Bruce

Actor: Chris Pine

Movie: Outlaw King [2018]

[He is a couple years too old for book Ned at 37/38 but I think he’s still okay because Ned is said to look older with the grey in his beard. He has long hair but it’s more grey than brown and his eyes are light blue. He does face a long face with a brown and grey beard. He has a wife that looks like Catelyn but is too young for book Catelyn but has a daughter perfect for Arya.He wears 14th century clothes.]

#please suggest other fancasts #eddard stark #eddard stark fancasts #eddard stark fancast #ned stark #ned stark fancasts #ned stark fancast #asoiaf fancast #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #fancast resource #game of thrones

[fredficaccount]

MARCH FIC RECAP

I read 32 fics in march and reread 1.

From several fandoms : larry, rwrb, tarlos, drarry, athelnar, cmbyn, sterek, obikin.

As always, I'm infinitely grateful to all the authors for their gifts and to AO3 for being this space for sharing.

Apart from my re-reading, which I'll talk about at the end of this post, I particularly enjoyed 6 of these fics.

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2 Larry :

Landslide, by @aimmyarrowshighaes, spibsy (lucy_and_ramona)

Explicit, 143k words, completed 2014-02-19

Historical AU, 70s AU, Strangers to lovers

Summary

The year is 1976. In November, Jimmy Carter will take control of the White House. Americans are meeting Laverne & Shirley at their apartment in Milwaukee. Hotel California diverges from the reign of Kool & the Gang. And the FBI is still reeling from the repercussions of Watergate, the tragedy at Wounded Knee, Operation Family Secrets, and the strategic terrors of the anti-cult movement.

That's what Special Agent Harry Styles has been told is the basis of his mission to an abandoned farmhouse in rural New Hampshire.

With his hair grown out long and his shirt untucked, he's going undercover to do reconnaissance on suspected cult leader Louis Tomlinson, who has led a group of people out into the middle of nowhere, leaving no record of the life he'd had before. All Harry knows is what the agency gave him: Tomlinson's name, and instructions to figure out what he's doing with the eleven people he brought with him.

In the year that Harry spends undercover and under Louis Tomlinson's wing, he learns more than he ever expected.

What I liked :

This story is perfect : masterful scenario, well crafted characters, and a very special and absolutely unique atmosphere, all to achieve about how a remote place can help you find in someone the home you were looking for...

@louisbumpenguin did this superb cover :

With blood and soft stitches, by @bravestyles

Not Rated, 57k words, completed 2020-07-30

Established relationships, suicide attempt, hurt/comfort

Summary :

After a failed suicide attempt and a three month long coma, Harry wakes up.

What I liked :

Suicide, depression… It's not an easy subject… And yet the author comes up with a story that is all sensitivity and emotion. They describe perfectly what it's like to go wrong, even when you love your husband, even when, from the outside, everything seems to be going well. The distress of Louis, the husband who almost lost his love, is also palpable and poignant.

Both characters are amazing, and it's literally impossible not to fall in love with Louis, who reminds me TTS Louis, a marvel of solidity and devotion to his other half.

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2 Drarry :

Life lessons, by @bixgirl1

Explicit, 68k words, completed 2019-06-04

Enemies to friends to lovers

Fic post

Summary :

On the cusp of a promotion, Harry needs a little help with his image. Enter Draco Malfoy — who doesn't really do that, Potter — to whip him into shape… and make him feel things he hasn't for a very long time.

Featuring: odd jobs, surprising chemistry, lots of accidental kissing, the Prophet living up to type, owls exhausted by the carrying of dirty letters, a secret no one can talk about, a merry band of Slytherins (none of whom really approve), and an enchanted mirror (who really, really does).

What I liked

This is another one of those drarry fics where I fall in love with both characters and their stories, each so different yet so compatible.

The Cabin Trip, by @gallifrey1sburning

Explicit, 23k words, completed 2021-02-22

Friends to lovers, Sharing a bed, Pining

Fic post

Summary :

When Harry decides to swap his house in London for a cabin in the Catskill Mountains for a week, he’s excited for the chance to take a vacation with a group of his closest friends. He’s positive that his long-standing crush on Draco won’t be a problem; he’s been handling it just fine for years, after all. Unfortunately, he wasn’t counting on those tiny swim trunks. Or the way Draco licks melted chocolate off his fingers. Or having to rescue him from a rogue shower. And he definitely wasn’t counting on Draco deciding to sleep in Harry’s bed. But it’s going to be fine. Right?

Featuring: gender fuckery fashion icon Blaise Zabini, Greg Goyle as “the dad friend,” Luna Lovegood petting wild animals that she absolutely should not be petting, and Harry and Draco not being nearly as subtle as they think they are.

What I Liked :

This fic is a sort of grand epilogue, set against the backdrop of a beautiful cabin in the Canadian woods, with a lake, obviously a shared bed, pining and a great bunch of friends. A lovely serotonin moment. I could have gone on for pages and pages.

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1 Tarlos :

No rules in breakable heaven, by @strandnreyes

Explicit, 75k words, completeted 2023-07-27

Private chef AU, friends with benefits

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Summary

Carlos doesn't know what to expect when he takes a position as a private chef in the Hamptons for the summer. All he knows is that he needs a job, and one that puts a roof over his head, gives him a chance to practice his craft, and will look great on his CV is more than he could ask for. Turns out he has no idea what he’s in for.

What I liked :

I sincerely hope that the author continues to write for a long time to come, because every time, it's a joy to read. Carlos and TK are beautiful, moving and touching, no matter what reality they find themselves in, and this AU private chef is no exception.

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1 Athelnar (Vikings) :

Uppsalir, by @gwylliondream

Mature, 66k words, completed 2019-02-01

Strangers (Or Enemies ?) to lovers, slow burn

Fic post (kind of)

Summary :

In the raid at Lindisfarne, Ragnar takes a blow to the head and is knocked unconscious. Thinking Ragnar is dead, his kinsmen leave him behind on the beach. When Ragnar awakens, he suffers from amnesia. He cannot remember why he sailed west, or what transpired at the monastery. Athelstan discovers his bruised body on the shore, and they embark on an adventure that challenges their faiths, their lives, and their love.

What I liked :

Years ago, I was really into the Vikings series. And all my interest collapsed when Athelstan died (I don't suppose I'm spoiling anything for anyone?), because G. Blagden was due to join the Versailles series. Here we are in 2024, I'm discovering Uppsalir on AO3 and omg it's a gem! It's a shame that such perfections don't have more readers, for lack of a more popular fandom…

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My monthly reread :

We cant take the long road home, by @pinkcords

larry fic

Explicit, 45k words, completed 2020-07-09

Road trip AU, strangers to lovers, pining

Fic post

Summary

Late afternoon seeps into the cab, just shy of too warm, and the breeze that crosses window to window tosses their hair in their eyes, around their faces. They ride in pleasant silence, the radio humming softly in the background as they speed down the coast, and when Louis looks over, Harry’s smiling to himself, a private happiness born from whatever’s going on in his head. Louis likes to think it has something to do with him, or at the very least, this adventure they’ve embarked on together, chosen to see through to San Diego.

Or, Harry and Louis fall in love down the coast of California.

What I liked :

I finished March by rereading this fic after watching a TV documentary about the Seattle area with my mum (Easter weekend). This is the third time I've reread it, and the third time I've loved it! It's got some of my favourite ingredients: road trip, pining, a lonely character whose heart gradually opens up, beautiful landscapes, pining, emotion… Really, We can take the long road home is one of my all time favourite fics.

What's more, there's a lighthouse and a sea glass found on a beach…

#monthly fic rec #my fics recs #fic rec list #fic rec #fic rec recap #larry fic rec #drarry fic rec #tarlos fic rec #viking fic

[faith--in-the-future]

AFHF23 RECAP

thought I'd share my day for everyone (and future me).

so the alarm was at 6am bc my mom had to drive me to the train station to catch the 1st train of the day towards bologna so I woke up early and packed my giant backpack for the week (which I had to buy new bc my old one broke literally the day before rip) and then got on the train! then after 1h i arrived and switched train to get to Florence where me and @riverswater walked around and saw the city before catching yet another train to go to the city where our accommodation was and leave the bags. then we got ANOTHER train from there back to Viareggio and from there then we anxiously waited for the bus with other girls who were also going to the festival. the bus was late but it did arrive and the bus driver must have been driving ppl there the whole day bc he told us where to get off before we even asked him anything sjsj after 15min we FINALLY arrived at the venue 🥳🥳 (it was like 6.30pm lol) and there I met up with @tanktop-lou (trusted louis show companion) and @dahliaaz who I met for the first time irl !!

inside the festival ppl were mostly spread out bc there were only a few people already pressed at the front of the stage (those that had entered first) everyone else was sitting around in the grass or in the areas under the pine trees with the fairy lights and the hammocks! and there were LONG lines at the merch stand and food stands ahsh so it was a pretty chill atmosphere and when I got there there was a dj set by abbie (I think) who played mostly rock and indie hits that everyone knew so everyone was dancing and singing along! obviously everyone got up for mister brightside (white ppl anthem! skjs)

after that the cribs played their set and they were really good !! I liked their songs from the afhf Playlist already and they had a really good energy live and their sound was great! and they kept thanking louis which was very nice! check them out if you haven't!

we also saw lottie and lucky in the terrace bc they were right above us and it was so weird to see them irl like what?? they exist?? crazy ahah but she's really pretty (and short!) and lucky is so cuteee! we also saw Isaac Michael (he IS hot tbh) Oli (!!!) Matt and Chris (booo) and all the girlfriends or wives

then we saw the blossoms set which I also enjoyed although I think I enjoyed their music more from the album version lol but the guy was really trying to get the crowd going so A for effort sjdj I Also liked his 70s hair and look! he kept thanking the wrong city but that's OK skgkj

then ( ~9.20pm ) there was another dj set and at this point everyone was just ready to see louis tbh zjgkh by now the crowd was bigger and getting tighter and ppl were mostly standing. also it had gotten dark which made the place and the lights even prettier

then finally and with only 15min of delay (!!) the band started to take their places and the intro started and then FINALLY the guy we'd all been waiting for took the stage woooo !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (the build up in the intro is so good it really feels you with anticipation! great job steve!)

this year I hadn't been watching the lives for the months before the shows like last year bc it was all in north America so I didn't know the setlist by heart and I have to say it was fun to be surprised every time ! and to experience the live versions of these songs without having heard them many times before!! I really enjoyed that! plus he went a little crazy with the setlist so by the time he did Saturday so soon I was like ok lol ANYTHING can happen tonight skdjkd and it DID! Never in the world would I have expected PARADISE!! as soon as I recognized it I was like OH NO!! I should have listened to this more RIP! at least I knew the chorus skdjkd and it was really fun live !! really went well with the rest of the setlist which was FIRE🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 probably my fav of the shows of his I've been to! all the songs were so high energy and the crowd around me was as well ! we all jumped and screamed most of the night and it was just so fun! and as always the music was so good like all the added drums and guitars in live arrangements are amazing !! my fave is probably OOMS live it's just SO GOOD from the bass intro to the drums it's just the best! also I'm happy I got to hear 7 again bc it's SUCH a good cover and even tho not everyone knew it (😒 embarrassing) I sang along the whole time sksk and he was obviously great at it! I'm also super happy that he kept BTY bc the new version is fantastic!!!! I LOVE the way he sings the first lines so much!!!!!! and it's great to sing you fuck me up you kill me !!!! all together lol let's all scream about that toxic person<333333 bonding experience! then there were also the heartfelt moments like walls which is always so beautiful especially bc live it becomes such a significant moment of pride and love we all experience together and with louis ♡♡♡ I love him sm. also copy is SO good live like it's just so perfect for that setting and is still one of his best songs tbh

louis was so alive and hyped up the whole time he was having the time of his life !!! you could see how happy and proud he was :'))) and he went down in the front even before the last songs !! it was really fun bc everyone got super squished to the side and the front every time lol (I'm sad he didn't go back enough where I was closer but it's okay shsh) anyways it was just great to see him like that especially bc this time I was close enough to actually be able to see him with my eyes the whole time without having to watch the screens like last time in Milan so it felt more "live" in a way to me , more real I guess. (I'd love to be at the very front one day but I don't have the energy for that quest 😭)

it was extremely hot the whole time (louis would have been less hot if he wore shorts but ok!!!) and ngl the crowd was SMELLY by 10pm but it was so good it didn't even matter lol

the set ended at around 11.45 I think? and then we all sang along to we are the champions which was another prideful moment <3

and then me and rhei made our way back to our bus where unfortunately a bunch of dumb fans also were lol but in the end we made it home by 1am and finally went to bed at 2am with sore throats, music ringing in our ears and hearts full!

10/10 would do it all again!

#fan recap #afhf23 #:)

[thelarriefics]

FIRST DATE FIC REC: Below are fics that feature first dates. 

📖 Take A Chance On Me by @peachypetalhazz (39k)

When Harry receives two tickets to see one of his favourite bands, he'd expected that his best mate would accompany him. However, it is soon learned that the intentions behind this so-called gift were far more wondrous than he initially thought.

📖 under your bed in new york. by @the28thofseptemberr (33k)

au; spilling coffee onto an ex, being set up on dates, and having a nosy puppy might be all louis needs to find love again

📖 A Hungry Heart by @jacaranda-bloom (27k)

Harry Styles, florist and Great British Bake Off contestant, loves many things. He loves his flower shop, he loves baking, and there’s also that little crush he has on pop star Louis Tomlinson.

But when Louis arrives on set as the surprise guest judge, Harry’s worlds collide. Throw in a cup of cuteness, a teaspoon of teasing, and a pinch of pining, and there’s all the ingredients for an epic love story, or absolute chaos.

Or the one where the Bake Off tent has never been so hot, and it’s got nothing to do with what’s in the ovens.

📖 You be Stunning, Baby, I'll be Stunned by @crinkle-eyed-boo (14k)

Harry and Louis go on their first date.

📖 Butterflies and Delight by @sunshineandthemoonlight  (13k)

The one where Louis is new to Grindr, Harry loves wearing fun, quirky outfits, and Ziam are always around to convince Louis to take a chance at life. Featuring Harry’s terrible jokes, Louis as a single parent, and glittery drawings of swamp monsters.

📖 In a sky full of stars, be my Northern lights by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed (13k)

It's one of those nights there's nothing on the telly that Louis absently scrolls through Tinder. After swiping left on a bunch of profiles he comes face to face with a picture that stops him in his tracks. The picture is..almost sweet. It’s a boy with brown curly hair, wearing a very low cut yellow blouse, paired with a black jacket. He’s got a smile on his face and his tongue sticking out, but it’s not in any way lewd or suggestive. He just looks like he’s having a good time, and something about the innocence of it has him swiping right rather than left.

📖 Crystal Ball on the Table by @becomeawendybird (12k)

Harry Styles is just an ordinary witch from an old-fashioned Boston family trying to survive in her regular job as the fiction manager at a local bookstore and café. Her magic isn't exactly something she advertises when looking for potential new girlfriends, so when Louis Tomlinson arrives in her life like a breath of fresh air, she tries her best to hide how strongly her magic is reacting to Louis' presence.

📖 You come in waves (we crash and we roll) by @rainbowsandlovehl (11k)

Three times Louis makes a fool of himself in front of Harry and one time he doesn't.

📖 Just the Start by @littleroverlouis (9k)

Louis is a fifty-two year old divorcé who has fallen into rut. He never anticipated a forced day of self care, and a chance meeting with a charming salon owner would shake him out of his comfort zone.

📖 We Might'a Took the Long Way by @evilovesyou (8k)

The story of a perfect first date, a mind-blowing first kiss, an interfering lawsuit, a lopsided bowl, flutes of champagne, a little bit of heartbreak, a fated tiktok, and lots and lots of art.

📖 I Roll 'til I Change My Luck by @larry-hiatus (8k)

Dating is hard enough when you're gay. When Louis reveals to his Tinder matches that he uses a wheelchair and has a service dog, things tend to get even more complicated. Too bad the guys on dating apps aren't as sweet and understanding as his best friend Harry...

📖 I want your midnights by @guccistrawberries (7k)

or It all starts with a harmless round of the name game

📖 As Time Goes By by @1diamondinthesun (6k)

Wow. Louis needed to get a grip. They hadn’t even opened the wine yet, and Louis was already fantasizing about cuddling Harry.

📖 We're Getting Better With Time by @haztobegood (5k)

Or, the one where Louis is single, Harry is recently divorced, and they reconnect on Facebook forty years after they first met.

📖 sweaty palms and racing hearts by @onlythebravest (1k)

A short story of two shy, nervous and blushing boys on a date at the cinema.

#first date fics #first date fic rec #hlcreators #hljournal #yourlarrysource

[atruththatyoudeny]

Happy 28th! Here are all the fics I read this month ♥

✗ Satellite | BoosBabycakes | strangers to lovers - kid fic - slow burn - fluff - hurt/comfort - mentions of bullying - mpreg - 78k Louis is a hardworking, dedicated, loving single mum with no interest other than making his son happy, and who thinks that love will never knock on his door again. Harry is a lone man, successful in his field, and thinks he has his life together and all figured out. Wrong meets clueless, lives get turned upside down in the best way possible with the help of a cute and curious little boy, who just wants to learn more and more.

✗ not afraid of living on a fault line | maroonmoonlouis | strangers to lovers - friends to lovers - emotional hurt/comfort - omegaverse - famous/not famous - depression - anxiety attacks - suicidal thoughts - gender dysphoria - 55k His eyes widened when he realized he had just somehow managed to ask Harry to hang out. Judging by Harry’s own expression, he wasn't the only one who was shocked. Louis expected him to laugh it off the ridiculous request but the beta looked up at him, almost hopefully. “Are you being serious?” “Um,” was all Louis could say, feeling every bit as speechless as Harry had been earlier. “Are you?” Harry shrugged. “I’ve been told I need to get out more.” - or the one where Harry is a depressed and anxious beta who spends months at a time in bed, blowing off his band and fans, and remembering when he had something to live for. Enter Louis, the cute omega at his local coffee shop who shows him that maybe the very thing he has to live for is himself.

✗ hungry heart | raspberryoats | omegaverse - 16k "So you're using me and my kitchen for a bigger paycheck?" Harry asks. "What do I get out of it?" "What do you-" Louis parrots in disbelief. "I get a job that doesn't make me work ten hour shifts just to barely pay my rent while you get three meals a day cooked for you." "So, what, you're like some glorified housewife?" Housewife, personal chef, Louis doesn't care. Contract's signed and done; T's crossed and I's dotted. Louis will wear an apron and twirl his hair all pretty if that's what he wants. Even if the job feels more like some drawn out jail sentence, Louis hopes this isn't going to be a long summer.

✗ Apparently by Chance, at Precisely the Right Moment | lousmoonshine | omegaverse - soulmates - soulmate-identifying marks - 19k Alpha Harry doesn’t believe in soulmates. Omega Louis has been looking for his soulmate all his life.

✗ borrow the moonlight | princelouisau | exes to lovers - angst - pining - post-break up - reunions - 37k The door opens, swinging inward and being stopped in its tracks by a firm hand before it hits the wall. Louis looks up, smile plastered on, ready to greet the man who can’t, as an adult, tie his own bloody tie. The smile falls. As does Louis’ stomach, hurtling towards the floor like a poorly-made fairground ride. No. No. Absolutely fucking not. If there’s one bright side to this, it’s that Harry looks as shocked as he does, standing frozen in the doorway like he just opened the door to the ghost of fucking Christmas past. or, Louis and Harry broke up three years ago. The last thing Louis expects to see when he’s sent to help a guest is Harry, 3000 miles away from where he’s supposed to be.

✗ Thawing Permafrost | smittenwithlouis | fantasy - magic - arranged marriage - mutual pining - mentions of mpreg - 22k “Whenever you see a mirage, you will be able to open a portal that leads you to the Oasis. All you have to do is say this,” Harry explains further, pulling Louis out of his thoughts. Calidius, this Coyote demands To be shown the Oasis, Among the simmering sand. Louis’ hands can’t help but hold on to Harry’s forearms in alarm, eyes immediately widening as some sort of lush passage appears before them in the middle of the Calidian desert. Or: Louis is from the frozen mountains of Glacien. Harry is from the searing desert of Calidius. They come from opposite worlds, but all it takes is an arranged marriage to bring them together as one.

✗ Forever Home | thedeathchamber | fluff - angst - emotional hurt/comfort - implied/referenced child abuse - mental health issues - 51k Louis heard humming, soft and melodious, and the scribble of a pen on paper, before he blinked into awareness, his vision focusing gradually to make out the person standing at the foot of his bed. It was a young male nurse, dressed in light blue scrubs. The morning autumn sunlight streaming in through the window lit up the hair that escaped from his bun like a halo. “Hi,” Louis croaked. The nurse’s head whipped up from his notes. “Oh, you’re awake—” When he looked at Louis his voice broke off and his face went slack. “You’re awake,” he repeated.

✗ disillusioned as snow angels | rosesau | exes - getting back together - grief/mourning - college/university - hurt/comfort - angst - minor character death - 22k louis hasn't seen harry in almost two years since harry decided he wanted to start his life anew somewhere unfamiliar. that is, until harry comes back home and louis has to reconcile the past with the present.

✗ you go undercover (you cross your fingers) | forthetherapy | omegaverse - kid fic - touch deprivation - 25k When they reach the top of the steps, Harry puts the buggy down gently. “Thank you,” Louis says. “My hero.” Harry laughs. “You don’t need rescuing,” he says. or louis didn’t think that motherhood would be easy, but he certainly wasn’t prepared for just how challenging it would be. he also wasn't prepared for a certain alpha called harry appearing each time he needs help until accepting is no longer a difficult thing to do.

✗ treat my mind like an ashtray | beckywritesthings | college/university - Coming Out - trans male character - implied/referenced homophobia - homophobic language - angst - hurt/comfort - no smut - 18k College is a time for trying new things, self-discovery, personal acceptance. Louis likes to think he's got himself mostly sorted out, but with graduation looming, he's got no idea what he wants to do with his life. It's hard to find an exact purpose when the whole world is out there for the taking. Harry knows there's something inside of him that's different, he just doesn't know how to accept it. It's like standing on the edge of a cliff with a thousand foot drop and not knowing if you've got a parachute before you jump. The universe has funny ways of working things out, setting their paths on a colliding course to untangle the strings of their lives.

#28th appreciation #fic rec #monthly fic recs #monthly reads #my fic rec #completed fics #larry fics #my reads

[theficpusher]

Next time I see you, remind me not to talk to you. by werepope | T | 1138 Too much punch at someone else's office party. Those are the kinds of decisions he's making tonight.

Maybe I Like This Rollercoaster by dessertmeltdown | G | 1638 Harry sets Nick up on a date for their office Christmas Party.

Sweeter Than Fiction by fairytalelights | T | 2790 With that, Louis channels every single Drama lesson he ever took in school, and starts walking towards Curly Angel, as his drunk brain has dubbed him in the past twenty seconds. It sounds at least a little less biblical than His Saviour. And then, in lieu of a great conversation opener, he does the only thing his drunk brain can come up with. He grabs Curly Angel, pulls him close and kisses him. or, the one where Louis has to attend the most boring work party and Harry might be his way out of there.

I Just Want You (For My Own) by BleedMeAMelody | nr | 6147 “I made it so that you’re Harry Styles’ secret santa!” Niall practically shouted, clearly excited by his handiwork. Louis blinked once, twice, three times. “I’m sorry, I must be hearing things because it sounded like you just said that you made me Harry Styles’ secret santa, which I know can’t possibly be true,” Louis said evenly with a shake of his head. “Oh, but it is! I did!” Niall exclaimed happily. Or, Niall is tired of listening to Louis pine over the cute, curly-haired boy who works on the fourth floor, so he rigs the company’s secret santa. Holiday antics ensue.

Blame It On Christmas by Kikiberoski16 | E | 7068 Life was good until a new coworker showed up. It’s a little insane but not even a little bit funny how much Harry instantly despised the new guy. He’s always late, but always shows up with the most charming smile so nobody can get mad. His desk is a mess and he doesn’t seem to have ever learned the words ‘thanks’ or ‘sorry.’ And as if a bad employee isn’t bad enough, this particular bad employee is none other than the CEO's nephew, Louis fucking Tomlinson. Or, Harry is the six-time winner of the yearly Christmas sweater competition, but it all changes when a new coworker shakes up his whole world.

You're Invited by QuickedWeen | M | 8581 Harry loves the Christmas season, but she does not love her office Christmas party. Every year it's the same old story, all of her male coworkers that she thought were nice, normal guys during the year turn on a dime and won't stop hitting on her. She backs herself into a corner when she accidentally blurts out that she can't attend the party with any of them because she's bringing her girlfriend. One problem: she doesn't have a girlfriend.

I Think I’m Addicted to Your Light by supernope | E | 9241 Louis is just zipping back up when the door swings open with a swell of noise and someone shuffles up next to him, shoes tapping loudly against the tile floor. Louis turns to see who’s walked in and just violated the code of the men’s toilet by taking the urinal next to him and is met with wide, green eyes and red lips stretched into a brilliant smile. “Happy new year,” the guy grins, shaking long, curly hair away from his face. “You look sharp. Sorry, do you mind holding this for a minute? I don’t really have any place to keep it and it’s kind of a hassle, getting out of these things. Don’t want it to fall in.” He indicates his legs with the hand clutching a pale pink phone, and Louis’ gaze drops. Speechless, Louis takes the phone, eyes locked on the guy’s legs. His gorgeous legs, clad only in a pair of black thigh-highs held up by a silky black garter belt.

The Christmas Lift by homosociallyyours | G | 13150 Louis lies about having a boyfriend to avoid being set up on a blind date by an overzealous co-worker, but now he's in desperate need of a fake boyfriend for his office holiday party. He’s complaining about it on the phone to Liam when Harry, his unknown but hot neighbor, overhears him in the lift and offers to help. It doesn't take long for Louis to realize he wishes things weren't quite so fake, but he's afraid it'll take a Christmas miracle to make anything happen.

Chestnuts Roasting... And All That by elsi_bee | M | 46760 Louis is apparently the only person at his new job who is single as can be. It’s not a big deal to just tell his new colleagues that he has a boyfriend, right? Until he has to make this imaginary boyfriend magically appear at the office holiday party. Cue fake relationship antics with a certain someone who is more than willing to play along.

#holiday office party #werepope #dessertmeltdown #fairytalelights #bleedmeamelody #kikiberoski16 #quickedween #supernope #homosociallyyours #elsi_bee #Next time I see you remind me not to talk to you #Maybe I Like This Rollercoaster #Sweeter Than Fiction #I Just Want You (For My Own) #Blame It On Christmas #You’re Invited #I Think I’m Addicted to Your Light #The Christmas Lift #Chestnuts Roasting… And All That

[ao3feed-larry]

Peons of Bad News

by pinkcash

“No,” Louis said immediately.

“No?”

“No.”

Harry chuckled. He moved to the right side of the bed and began to undo his belt.

“Alright, no then,” he said. “To what exactly?” he asked, pulling the leather from his belt loops. He folded it in half twice and clutched it in one hand.

“This. You, here,” Louis replied, eyes sharp. He stood in the center of the room, stance wide to take up more space but it only made him appear smaller. He was still holding his toothbrush.

“Ah,” Harry said coolly, setting his belt down on the bedside table. He reached for the light.

 (OR: Louis and Harry are in rival rock bands forced together on a (re)union tour to boost revenue for them both. Louis is straight, probably, and hates Harry. So why are they sharing a bed?)

Words: 4724, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Paul Higgins (One Direction)

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, Smut, Angst, Humor, Drama, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Internalized Homophobia, Sexuality Crisis, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Pining, Jealousy, Getting Together, Falling In Love, Drug Abuse, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Sex Drugs and Rock and Roll, One Direction Tours, Top Harry Styles, Bottom Harry Styles, Top Louis Tomlinson, Bottom Louis Tomlinson, First Time Topping, First Time Bottoming, First Time Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Hand Jobs, Rock Star Harry Styles, Rock Star Louis Tomlinson, Long-Haired Harry Styles

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[skyguywrites]

marley/jessie + “ this was probably a mistake. ”

Jessie’s head was spinning. She wished she could blame it on a night of throwing back shots with reckless abandon – the same way she had the first night she’d fallen into bed with Louis, her boyfriend at home no doubt daydreaming about cooking her breakfast or something boring that did not end in her having multiple orgasms in quick succession. Instead, she’d been stone cold sober when she’d stopped by Marley’s, the pretty blonde having invited her over for a girl’s night.  

Girl’s Night, she believed, was supposed to have consisted of the two watching movies and gorging on snacks until they inevitably fell asleep on the sofa. What it had actually consisted of was Jessie giving into what felt like months of quiet pining, finally taking fate into her own hands and deciding to get what she wanted. She’d spent far too long alone in the shower, vibrator in hand, touching herself to memories of Marley, and at long last she figured she would have the real thing.  

She felt dizzy as she remembered the way she’d leaned in for a kiss, terrified that Marley might turn her away, scream her out of the apartment in a fit of uncharacteristic rage. Instead, she’d kissed her back. One kiss had turned into two, the second leading Jess to slowly slide into Marley’s lap, her hips softly gyrating against her, her tongue teasing Marley’s lips apart.  

Each kiss, each touch, had been slow and agonising for Jess, new and exciting as they’d shed more and more clothing. The sight of Marley naked in front of her had unlocked something in Jess, her hands grasping the other woman’s face as she kissed her with so much earnest, her hips bucking as she felt Marley’s hand slip between her thighs. They’d lasted for hours, twisting and tangling themselves together, coming apart for one another over and over again, in ways Roger had never been able to achieve.  

It was utterly euphoric. 

And Marley thought it was a mistake. 

Jessica combed her fingers through her hair as she stared across at her, Marley stood at the foot of her own bed, a hoody thrown on to cover up her modesty. Jessica stayed firm on her bed, sheets pooled around her waist, not a shred of fabric shielding her from the blonde’s gaze. She knew she should feel awful, and in some ways she did. She felt awful for betraying Roger yet again, for breaking his trust for the umpteenth time in their 8 year long relationship. But not for one second did she regret kissing Marley. 

“I’m glad I did it,” she told her, her voice low, shaky.  

She’d lost her glasses somewhere throughout the night, deciding she probably didn’t need them when she had her tongue wrapped around Marley’s clit. It meant she couldn’t decipher the look on her face now, though, which was probably for the best. It made it easier for her to be honest if she couldn’t see the disappointment or disgust that her friend likely wore. 

“I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Roger... I know he doesn’t deserve this. I know that, but... I’d give up a lifetime with him for just one more taste of you, Marls.” 

#memes; #i write things; #jessie x marley

[lululawrence]

Back after two years, what have I missed? Is there a master list? I’m having trouble trying to figure out what’s been happening with Harry and Lou. Agh!

oh friend lmaooooo i don't know of a masterpost or anything that exists for the past two years. i don't know of anything that even summarizes the past few MONTHS lollll phew... okay listen. i'm gonna try to summarize and like... gloss over a lot of stuff while still pointing out the important stuff, but i will inevitably miss things so please don't think this is like the end all hahaha

okay. this gets long, so almost all of it is below the cut for obvious reasons. here goes!

2020

January • walls promo continues and ramps up • walls is released

February-March • louis continues to do promo leading up to tour starting • harry performs at the brits • harry films a couple music videos • falling is released as a single • louis gets to do the first two shows on his tour (madrid and barcelona) before tour shuts down

April-June • both lay pretty low outside of the sourdough bros (or something like that? i honestly missed this when it happened lol) and louis tweeting about people keeping safe • watermelon sugar is released and almost immediately begins to take over the world thanks to tiktok lol • we learn from interviews that harry got "stuck" in la during lockdown • we see louis and harry for the first time in photos of them attending BLM protest marches in la and london respectively

July-Octoberish • 1d 10 year anniversary comes and goes with... pretty much zero fanfare other than some spotify playlists lol • louis is seen in london with jeremy joseph who does his merch appaz (and who has a twin who just HAPPENS to head universal music uk lmao the confusion was large and funny), which i'm mainly mentioning because it was our first glimpse of him with long hair and it was glorious. lol listen it was a rough time, okay? we got our highlights where we could lol • louis announces he's leaving syco and it seems the entire industry who has ever had any contact with louis before celebrates (i'm not kidding, the sheer number of tweets were insane) • harry drives to italy with a full on 80s style mustache. yes that's big enough for me to include in this, thank you lol • harry films the music video for golden and gets papped a lot while there • things go back to being pretty quiet outside of the odd tweet here and there as well as the odd sighting of them in various places • rumors start surfacing about harry acting in a couple of movies, one a film with florence pugh and chris pine directed by olivia wilde and the other a film about a closeted gay policeman... i'm sure you know where this is going lol • i think golden was released as a single in here somewhere as well but i don't remember the exact timing lol

November-December • filming for dwd starts somewhere around this time • as to rumors about olivia and harry... and this is about all i'll say about this other than big happenings lol • louis announces his livestream and who all the proceeds of the merch and the livestream will benefit • he cuts his gorgeous long hair before the livestream, which was very rude, but it was still longer so i won't complain too much • his livestream ends up being the most streamed male solo concert up to that point, he might still hold this record? i haven't kept up on that tbh

2021

January-March • harry releases tpwk as a single with an excellent music video featuring phoebe waller-bridge • filming continues for harry and things do wrap up for dwd • harry opens the fucking GRAMMYS and then WINS ONE, all while donning the most fabulous boas known to man • we continue to get random sightings of both of them in various public spaces, with masks sometimes being worn. sigh. • louis starts with his cryptic 369 and faith in the future tweets

April-July • louis starts really ramping up his social media usage compared to what it had been • he is also seen traveling quite a bit with the most GLORIOUS long hair *cries in long hair louis* that said, we were really wanting to know what he was doing because he had charlie lightening following him everywhere • harry also started filming my policeman and the on set photos were *chef's kiss* • rumors have been heard off and on about harry possibly doing a marvel film and started around the same time as the rumors about dwd, but they really start picking up again around this time and everything points to the eternals • louis is seen EVERYWHERE enjoying the euros as well as nizam's wedding celebrations and he let his long hair flow in the wind and it's just so wonderful • he also did a fun video to help with marcus rashford's charity to help feed kids in the uk and teach them how to cook... louis is even more disastrous than i thought he would be lol • harry and olivia have that super private yacht time in italy making everyone rue the day yachts were invented for the gazillionth time in this fandom • louis also announces he is putting on a festival! the away from home festival with bilk and the snuts and it's free and entirely organized by him and it's a lottery system and i still cannot believe how amazing he is? • harry announces he will be keeping his dates in the us for the fall and calls it love on tour 2021

August-December • the festival has a livestream associated with it as well as a documentary all about louis coming up with the idea, organizing it, planning it, prepping for it, etc • we learn the eternals thing is legit and the photos start coming in proving he did this back in december 2019 and we didn't have a clue?? some secrets can be kept apparently lol • harry is seen outside a studio with mitch... recording hs3?? lol • harry kicks off tour in the us and teases us the entire time, only playing tbsl at the second night in the same city and medicine only for even MORE special shows lol • harry blows our minds at harryween, coming out dressed as dorothrry and a clown, proving to us once again he loves to leave us hints and clues we will never learn about until sometimes months later • i should mention that he gets increasingly saucy during tour and mentions edging? repeatedly? lol just a side note • louis talks about writing and being so excited for tour, but it still doesn't feel like it will really happen this time • louis turns 30!!! • harry announces love on tour 2022, at least in part

2022

January-February • louis preps and posts about being so hyped for tour and it is actually happening after TWO YEARS • louis' tour kicks off in the us and it somehow becomes a pride on tour, it's just incredible • rumors had been going about a single from harry in the first quarter, but nothing had really picked up or pointed to that as of yet, so we were just kinda... waiting to see what might happen

March-now • louis' tour continues, finishing up in the us and moving to europe • this weird account on twitter and instagram pops up called simply you are home, and these weird ads pointing to an empty website begin to pop up in various papers and magazines worldwide... i'm assuming you know what has happened since then lol • but the thing is, louis was already going hard with the larry shit on tour, but he goes CRAZY with the coincidences that just happen to keep pointing to or parallels harry/harry's music promo • and then harry seems to almost respond in kind, and it becomes a weird back and forth that we're still watching play out and it's kinda disgusting tbh lmao • harry announces he's headlining coachella!!! and later it's also announced he'll be performing at big weekend (radio 1) and the summertime ball (capital fm) as well • louis is also announced to be performing at a good handful of festivals around europe this summer as well! • louis BREAKS HIS FUCKING ELBOW doing sprints with his band after a show lmao

and honestly i'm gonna just stop there, because i feel like everything else from the past couple weeks is just... a lot but also easy to find the info about lmao

and that is what you missed on glee. hahaha

#summary #two fucking years man omg #you'd think with the world being in a pandemic there would be a much shorter list contained in here and YET #please know i'm the worst person to ask for massive things like this #i probably missed so many big and important things #and instead focused on hair updates lmao #you clearly see what i prioritized #asks #anonymous #i'm nervous to post this why #ugh anyway #here ya go i'm posting it before i can doubt myself and my horrible memory even more

[neverforpickles]

Hello. Here’s my 28th of October appreciation for fictional stories. I forgot it’s almost November, time flies so fast you can barely get a hold of it. It’s crazy.

hungry heart

@raspberryoatss | E | 16.1K

“So you're using me and my kitchen for a bigger paycheck?" Harry asks.

"What do I get out of it?"

"What do you-" Louis parrots in disbelief. "I get a job that doesn't make me work ten hour shifts just to barely pay my rent while you get three meals a day cooked foryou."

"So, what, you're like some glorified housewife?"

Housewife, personal chef, Louis doesn't care. Contract's signed and done; T's crossed and I's dotted. Louis will wear an apron and twirl his hair all pretty if that's what he wants. Even if the job feels more like some drawn out jail sentence, Louis hoes this isn't going to be a long summer.”

hereafter (ad infinitum)

@larryent | M | 13K

“A legacy is every life you’ve touched. And you’ve touched mine twice."On the coast of San Francisco in 2024 is when Harry falls in love all over again.Alternatively titled “ad infinitum”

OR

“This thing upon me is not deathbut it’s as real,

....this thing upon melike a flower a feast,believe meis not death and is not glory.”

— Charles Bukowski, old man, dead in a room”

moonlit sky over gentle waters

interstellerlou | E | 11.3K

“The King of the Pirates, Captain Harry Styles! The one who conquered the seven seas!" Louis boasts, sarcasm drips from his tone, mocking him, "That's all I hear every bloody day."

The bar is clean, but he still scrubs just as fervently, his brows furrows and a small pout forms on those pink lips Harry is desperate to kiss.

"What does that have to do with—"“Every lass and lad dreams of bedding a pirate like you,” Louis huffs, gazing up at him with a despondant look. Harry looks down, dubiously, at the number in his hand, silence fills the space as he mulls over his words.

He finally looks up at Louis, blinking slowly, “Do they really?”

"You're an idiot."

-Or, Harry left his hometown to sail the seven seas and returns seven years later, yearning for something — or rather, someone — that he isn't sure he can have.”

Won’t Keep You My (Dirty Little) Secret

@lovelykits | E | 16.2K

“I got asked out today,” Louis comments.“Okay,” Harry shifts.

“Did you hear me? I said I got asked out.”

"You always get asked out.”

“Yeah well this time they didn’t believe I had a boyfriend!”

Or Louis and Harry have been together since the end of last year and somehow no one knows about it.”

Stuck On You

WritewhatIwant | E | 33.9K

“Louis’ life revolves around his stickers. Harry’s life revolves around his job. The universe has decided their worlds should revolve around each other.”

be the artist to my muse

@forthetherapyy | E | 9.6K

“I think I’m in love,” Harry says, flopping back to lay on the bench again. Nick sighs and pats Harry on the head.

“There, there. You’ll forget him in a day or so.”

or

harry has been unsuccessfully pining over louis for a while now, he decides to take drastic measures to get the alluring artist to notice him.”

Heart of Sugar, Sweet Temptation of Mine

pjinkfleur | E | 25.6K

“The process of courting is seriously outdated nowadays, it's not common anymore; people don’t want to go through the hassle of a proper courtship, dating is easier.

“Louis though, he was raised in a very traditional family, every member, down to his parents, had a courting and a mating ceremony. He grew up hearing stories about how wonderful it is, how much deeper the connection gets between a courting pair can get, and he's wanted that for himself since he was a pup, always dreaming of his alpha showing up and sweeping him off of his feet.

His dreams seem to be coming true when he moves into a new building, closer to where he works, and the older alpha living in the flat in front of his own, initiates the courtship process. Everything he's ever wanted is within reach.

Or is it?”

dark doom, honey

@outropeace | E | 57.8K

“Louis lifted one shoulder, lips slightly pursed. “You are acting like an asshole.”

Harry’s mouth pressed into a thin line, eyebrows knitting together. “I wasn’t being an asshole, I was following my own rules. The ones I always follow when I’m about to start an arrangement with a new submissive. If you don’t want this or are having doubts, we should stop now. But if we do this, I do want to make something clear, I’ll never do anything you don’t want to, but you have to be aware that I’ll never be sweet, I don’t do sweet, you already saw what I do. If you want something different you can go on dates, this is not that. Are we clear?”

It was the perfect way out. Louis could simply say no and their lives would keep on going as they were. So far, nothing was changed beyond repair. But he wanted to be. At some point in his life, way before Harry and the betrayals, Louis lost a little of himself, and had never felt closer to getting it back than in Lair, with Harry.

“Crystal. ”

feeling peachy, take a bite

softloubabie | E | 25.6K

“Prompt 570: omega louis works at a cupcake shop. he makes the prettiest cupcakes and loves his job. in comes beefy alpha harry who absolutely loves to eat louis’ cake. inspired by louis being a cute baby girl handing out cupcakes. (no a/b/o necessary, but louis has to be feminine)”

practice in pencil, seal it in pen

@loubellies | E | 16.4K

“Prompt 174: AU where drunk Harry lifts Louis up after someone says “bottoms up”. Louis blushes at Harry’s antics, flustered that his best friend knew him more than he thought. Friends to lovers with a happy ending pleaseor Harry is in love with Louis but he doesn't know.”

The Boy with the Tin Chest and a Glass Heart

@louloubabys1992 | E | 17.8K

“Alpha Harry Styles, world-renowned author of fairy-tales, is being persuaded by the Beta, Liam Payne to hire a new illustrator. Since Harry’s own illustrations are too graphic for what is supposed to be children’s stories, Liam feels the need is dire. Omega Louis does not agree with Liam since he believes that Harry’s stories are fine just the way they are. Of course this has nothing to do with Louis being totally biased or totally head over heels for Harry. It certainly has nothing to do with being jealous of the mysterious omega illustrator Liam has in mind to team Harry up with.Seriously, it has nothing to do with that at all. Nothing, absolutely nothing, zilch, nada.Yeah...”

no good unless it’s real

@fackinglouis | E | 17K

“Here,” Harry says, pulling a strap off his shoulder so he can dig his phone out of his bag. “We can get each other’s numbers.”

 Louis shakes his head. “I have the practice’s number already,” he tells him. “And my number is definitely on file somewhere.”  

Harry pauses, smile quirking a bit as he stares at Louis. The sun is still in his eyes, though, with his sunglasses pushed up onto his head still, so Louis credits his funny face to that.

 “I’m trying to give you my number, Louis,” Harry explains around a breathy laugh.

 “Oh,” Louis blinks, processing that. He scratches his temple, moves a piece of longer fringe back behind his ear, and then nods. “Okay.” 

Or: Louis is a very busy farmer who’s just trying to make it to his next nap and Harry’s the new hot vet that’s determined to infiltrate every area of his life.”

sweeter still when we’re alone

orphan_account | E | 20K

“Louis is looking up at him, eyes glazed over and fucked out. His hair is a mess and Harry truly feels like he’s fallen under Louis’ spell.

“That’s right, you little witch,” he groans. He grabs the back of Louis’ hair and pulls it so that his head is tilted so far back that they’re barely centimetres apart, breathing in the same air. Harry closes his eyes and moves closer. 

Nobody ever tells you that love potions taste like cherries.”

Glow, Chryśo Mou

@amaltaas | NR | 21.7K

“The sun is the one who braves darkness the most.

The sun isn't the one who never gets tired.”

Sweet as Honey

TeamLouis | E | 21.5K

“Louis has always been shit at cooking. When he discovers Sweet as Honey on Instagram, owned by chef Harry Styles, he intends to mock him by recreating his recipes with his awful skills, posting photos on his own Instagram account, Nailed It. It's all fun until Harry asks to meet him.”

#FR #28th appreciation #28 October #15 stories #I didn’t read a lot this month. #I have been swamped with random shit #this is the smallest I have ever read since I have started reading

[oruhlee]

we’ll never have sex - 1

larry stylinson series.

summary: a pretty boy works at the counter of the flowershop louis applies at.

warnings: a bit angsty (mentions of death + self consciousness), louis is just a hopeless romantic in love with harry but doesn’t know it yet, this entire thing is just lou being awkward and pining over a boy he just met, also harry is there, plus dumb puns and some much too descriptive descriptions

word count: 889 (this is mostly just an intro)

notes: go listen to we'll never have sex by leith ross rn :)

‘depollute me, pretty baby…’

- we’ll never have sex , leith ross

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louis tomlinson didn’t know much about flowers, other than what his late mother had told him during her gardening years, so he wasn’t really sure how this interview was going to go.

he stood outside of iris you well (a dumb play on a common parting phrase), trying to calm his nerves. he could feel the little pickaxes at the base of his throat becoming sharper, faster, stronger, and he urged them away with harsh insults. they calmed down, just for a moment, but long enough for him to push open the glass door and step inside.

“hi, welcome to iris you well!”

louis scanned the room, noticing the assortment of colors and types, but was unable to locate where the words came from. he waited a minute, two minutes, and was almost ready to leave when a forest green curtain behind the counter (that he hadn’t even noticed) was pushed to the side.

what stepped through was not a boy or a man or a girl or a woman- it was an angel. a tall, long haired, green eyed angel, wearing a blue shirt only half buttoned up and black jeans louis would have thought were too tight on any other being. he was nothing short of ethereal, and lou was nothing short of starstuck.

“hi,” the angel repeated, smiling sweetly. “can i help you?”

“um, i’m-“ louis cut himself off, take a breath to steady his… well, his everything. “i’m louis, ‘m here for an interview. is there a harry here?”

“you’re lookin’ at ‘em.”

of course.

god, harry is such a perfect fuckin’ name.

“oh, uh,” louis kicked himself in his head. “hi.”

“hi.”

neither of them said anything for a second. the silence was a bit uncomfortable, but not tense.

“so…” harry trailed off, glancing at the ground and then back in the other’s general direction. “should we start?”

“what is it that makes you wanna work here?”

louis and harry now sat in the back of the store, behind the curtain. the lighting was dimmer than the shop front since there were no windows, but harry’s green eyes were still visible as they watched louis from across the small table, waiting for his response.

“well, my mum loved flowers and… and tha’s pretty much it. in all sincerity, i’ve been on the job hunt fo’ a while and ‘m gettin’ a bit desperate.”

harry laughed at that, a perfect laugh, a beautiful laugh, an angelic laugh, and lou had to inhale sharply at the pure loveliness of it before he could chuckle himself.

“tha’s not something you usually tell someone who’s interviewing you, y’know,” harry grinned, shaking his head softly. “you’ve done good up until this point, though, so i suppose i’ll ignore tha’ part.”

more laughing; more silence.

“um, alright,” harry started, gaze falling to the small notecards laid out on the table. “what makes you unique, louis?”

out of all of the moments that louis had almost died since he’d arrived here half an hour ago, this was the most severe.

it was the first time harry had said his name, and louis was only a teeny tiny bit sure he hadn’t already passed away and gone to heaven, where all he would experience for the rest of eternity was harry’s voice sounding out the consonants and vowels he was assigned at birth.

louis, louis, louis, louis-

“louis?”

shit.

“oh, sorry, zoned out for a second,” louis claimed, hoping his cover up was believable. “what was the question?”

“what makes you unique?”

shit. again.

the word unique was a bit of a foreign term for lou. being the eldest of seven siblings, different was never a thing he felt he had a right to. it wasn’t his family- they were wonderful- he just didn’t feel he was… important enough? he’s still not really sure how to put it.

“uh…” louis attempted to form a sentence a few times, but was unsuccessful. “i’m not sure.”

harry’s eyes softened (if it was even possible for them to become more soft), his head titling to the side just a centimeter. as sweet as it was, louis couldn’t help but feel a small bit of irritation rise in his throat at the pity. it was a mix of habitual guardedness and years of toxic masculinity built up into a defensive wall, a defensive wall that made him refuse any sympathy and clench his jaw.

“y’alright, love?”

love.

the word, despite it’s casualness and popularity in their area, made louis melt.

“yeah, yeah,” he coughed, glancing at the ground then back up. “yeah, ‘m fine.”

harry waited a minute, as if contemplating, then took a breath and stood up.

“welcome to iris you well,” he said cheerily, like he did when they first met, holding his hand out.

“really?” lou asked in slight disbelief, standing up as well. “thanks, mate.”

mate.

stupid, stupid.

harry smiled anyways.

“‘s no problem, we’re glad to have you.”

the second their hands touched, louis knew that something was different about harry. he had suspected it up until then, but the stereotypical sparks that lit up between their skin, curving around their wrists and snaking all the way to their curved lips, was a sure sign that this boy, that this angel, was different-

and, christ’s sake, was louis ready for more.

💐

‘…suck the rot right out of my bloodstream.’

- we’ll never have sex , leith ross

extras notes: jesus i missed writing these two

#larry stylinson fanfiction #larry stylinson #harry styles #louis tomlinson #harry x louis #larry fluff #larry angst #we’ll never have sex #flowershop au #louis x harry #aurelie writes🍄

[asgoreandbud]

Verlassenofficial (gotta make this post nice and formal!)

Hello everyone…I’d like to announce a book I hope to make called Verlassen. This story takes place in a world where magic is commonplace. And where modern day Canada would be a thousand years ago. In this country called “Canadia” a cruel hierarchy reigns, Where the upper class live in luxury while the lower class are persecuted and must serve those above them. In this country there was a peaceful rebellion against the king led by a young man named Louis and his wife Maryam. The rebellion however sadly failed with the only major survivor being Louis’s newborn son, who was smuggled from the prison he was in to an unknown village. Seventeen years later he would emerge from his town and in his father’s footsteps attempt to defeat the king once more…however before that, I will share a small sample of the first few chapters. The writing is still a draft so there may be some mistakes or changes that might need to be made. Later in the book each class is mentioned in a list, but to make the story more understandable there will be a brief summary of each class at the end of this post. I would really appreciate if anyone reading this would reblog this and spread this around. I plan to release it by 2027 and hope you all enjoy ☺️.

This is a story of defiance, of hope for a peaceful world. Of love for each other. Of tears and dreams and most of all. Compassion.

Verlassen (Tw: Censored slurs, Verbal abuse and Mild violence)

Prologue

Long ago…There was a world…A world destined for Love…A world destined for kindness…a world destined for peace. In this world PLANET ERF…is where the country of Canadia is held… ……… ……… …

Years ago the land of Canadia was a peaceful country, a benevolent king and queen ruled where goodness shone on the land…One day the king from the land of euör invaded,slaughtering tens of thousands and establishing a cruel hierarchy. One day a young man named LOUIS gathered up all his courage and with a small group created a rebellion. The rebellion worked tirelessly to defeat the king but sadly LOUIS and his rebellion were crushed. However a prophecy has been destined to take place…Just 17 years later…

Chapter 1 

The sun slowly rises over the sleepy town of Vandbloom as the residents get up for there pre-dawn tasks, The peasants and lowclass dotted in a special section of the village to do there service work to the hierarchy, The midclass to work and earn there daily bread and the elusive highclass and guardsmen to patrol and supervise. In one such house a young boy of only fourteen sleeps in his bed he has brown hair and wears a small ribbon around his neck over a dark brown shirt. Inside his small room BUD gets up. The interior is quite tastefully decorated with his touch, Some small stuffed animals, A flowerpot and other items are in the room. The calendar reads June 14th…You look longingly out of the window as the pine tree just outside his room ruffles in the gentle breeze. You were forced to stay inside as punishment for coming late for dinner while staying over at Chamiole’s house, one of your two best friends. Your parents…weren’t the best people. Your father was quiet but had quite a temper causing pain to anyone who crossed his path…your mother was kind, but both of you were scared of your father…so she wasn’t at home that often…and when she was you both tried to keep quiet when possible…you went to Chamiole’s house often for refuge…

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As part of the sub aristocracy class your father were felt beholden to the gracious hierarchy as your father called it, and the school you went to was exclusively for the high class where they also taught the same ideals…Your friend Ren whistled toward your direction. You smiled as Ren waved toward you from outside your window, his own ribbon around his neck, a symbol of your friendship between you,him and Chamiole. You couldn’t speak too loud as you generally felt shy to talk at such a high volume and either way your parents would also hear…The birds chirped outside while you were indoors. You would have to wait…The day passed uneventfully other than your father losing his temper when you didn’t fetch dinner on time, you sat by the table after a harsh scolding while your father and mother sat on opposite sides of the table. “Bud you mustn’t slouch, a good soldier of the hierarchy must have good form!” Exclaimed your father. A twinge of sadness went through you not wanting to be a part of all this, your parents wished to submit you for the sub-military division, those lower class than the envied guardsmen who where treated with luxury…”i-“ you sputtered “Stop this instant!” Said your father sternly. You nodded your head to appease him and finished your dinner quickly before being sent back to your room…the sun was setting at this point, You looked out your window seeing the regular class villagers and serfs across the road being led to there sleeping quarters, You felt for them,both trapped,longing…yearning to be free in a more loving world, trapped in a place where no one seemed to wish the same. You sat there until the stars came out and you lay on your bed…you were looking forward to tomorrow. There was the summer holiday for the next two weeks and you would be able to spend those precious moments with Ren and Chamiole without having to take the hour carriage ride to the nearest school. “Goodnight” you whispered to yourself hoping maybe angels on high were watching over. And perhaps would hear you too…You slowly drifted to sleep as the town settled for the night…

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(Ren’s pov)You woke up by the table,you must of fallen asleep there after watching the stove fire for too long, A little homemade calender your mother hung up last year read the fifteenth of June. Bud would be finally able to come outside today. Chamiole just finished her last day in school yesterday and you also had a break from your home taught studies, The fresh air flew in through the open window as you saw your mother watering some vegetables outside. You looked around making sure there were no guards. Even though this was one of the least supervised towns in the country any low class could be hurt or much worse by anyone above them. You got up from the chair and took a sandwich for the day. Running outside to Chamiole’s house. You knocked on the door and soon enough her grandmother answered. “Hello dear” she said inviting you in…Chamiole was orphaned by both her parents because of the hierarchy so her grandmother took her in ever since, Being advanced class she could afford to occasionally make some delicious chocolate chip cookies that warmed your heart and soul. “Good-morning” said Chamiole groggily while rebraiding her ginger hair as gram gram sat you down with some toast and jam. “Hey” you smiled taking your first bite. You made sure to thank gram gram for the food. “Your welcome Ren, anytime” she smiled. She was just like a mother to you all you thought gratefully. Chamiole smiled knowingly before saying “Today’s the first day of our vacation with all three of us, what would you like to do”? She asked. “Hmmm…” you said thinking aloud. “How about we meet Bud first and decide then.” “Alright” said Chamiole in agreement. You ate breakfast quickly excited to get the day started, Chamiole ate slower not wanting to get stained from the jam as she was wearing a light pink shirt. You fastened your ribbon around your mint green patched shirt as well just as Both gram gram and Chamiole finished, “Alright let’s get Bud” said Chamiole cheerily as she walked briskly to the door. “See you gram gram, thanks so much for the food” you said waving good bye, “Alright, have fun dears and if you want any more toast you can take as much as you wish” she called back. “Thank you again” you said bringing another serving of breakfast for Bud. The fresh air hit your face once again as you walked to Bud’s house…”I’ll get the door” said Chamiole as she readied to hold the door knocker. Just as she started her first two knocks you heard Bud’s footsteps down the wooden stairs. “Hi” he smiled. Chamiole beamed “Thank goodness your alright I was quite nervous for you the past two days”. “Me too” you chimed in concern. “Don’t worry, I’m alright”…smiled Bud as the three of you walked away from the large house. “That’s good ‘cuz the way your dad looked wasn’t pretty” said Chamiole. You and Bud just smiled sheepishly. “I’m so glad to be back with you guys” Bud said emphatically. “Me thinks ‘tis what we were feeling as well” said Chamiole cheekily. You gave a slight chuckle. “I think it would be a great idea to go to grandma’s house, How about we all go?” You suggested. “Alright that sounds nice” said Bud. Chamiole nodded in agreement as well.

The three of you walked back through the town around a kilometer to grandma’s house while talking and catching up with each other, The tall trees and wooden houses dotted the path scenically. On the way you met the local shopkeeper. He was a heavy set man with a large mustache and a friendly smile. “Howdy! What can I do for you kids?” He asked. “Hello” you responded “well umm…” you didn’t know what to say. “How are you today?” Chamiole chimed in to your relief. “I’m doing quite well. Would you like to buy any fruits for the summer season?” He offered showing a small spread of fruits.There wasn’t much as he was a merchant class like you but thankfully the manager wasn’t there to supervise…”I’ll take three handfuls of blueberries” said Bud offering around 15 coins being the well-off one around “Here you go” he said giving an extra handful as he winked. “Special discount from the king’s gracious hand” he smiled wryly. “Thank you so much” said Bud. “Your welcome” the three of you chorused. He reorganized his small wooden shop as the thin door opened from the wind. “I’ll get that” said Bud helpfully closing the door. The store owner nodded in appreciation. “Care to chat?” Asked the shopkeeper. “Sure” you said. “Anything new happening?” You asked. The store owner paused for a second. “The kings birthday is coming up so people near the capital are hoping not to become one of his targets, he always goes around maiming people ‘round that time of year…” “That’s horrible” Bud said sadly…”I know…” the shop owner said, a hint of resignation in his voice. He gave a tired smile. “Well the son of LOUIS is rumored to be  around here apparently stories have been spreading that he and another two of his friends are planning a second rebellion…”Really?” You said. “Isn’t that stuff of fairytales?” Said Chamiole. “Well theres only one way to tell” said the shopkeeper “and that’s to wait and see…”,”well i really hope the rumor is true…” said Bud looking down at the floor. “We all do” said the shopkeeper. “And one day we’ll all be free…” said Bud. You nodded and smiled despite your somewhat jaded feelings. “Remember keep your HOPE up and take care of yourselves alright?” “We will” said Chamiole. “Have a great day!” You said leaving the shop…

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Chapter 2

You took in your surroundings on top of a small hill. There was a forest nearby and a small town as well, along north you could see a mountain range three days away by horse and carriage. “Derpsen!” Called out Karid, one of your two closest friends and companions. You quickly straightened out your spiky red hair and beard while running over to see what happened. “Is anything wrong?” You asked with concern. “Well Vensends got stuck in a cave…” He motioned to his sprawling legs sticking out of a tiny cavern…”Hopefully you’ll be small enough to pull him out” he said. “Alright” you said giving a thumbs up. You pulled him out with all your strength taking care not to irritate the small cut on his leg despite being just over three feet do to your premature birth, Vensends flew out and landed by a nearby bush brushing his almost albino brown hair from the bristles and grass. “Thanks so much Derpsen!” He beamed. “No problem,just make sure to stay out of any tight spots” you said. “Either way why were you in that cave?” You asked. “Well…” said vensends with his hand behind his head…”there was a lil’ birdie stuck in a few branches so i got him out”. “That’s sweet and thank you!” smiled Karid as Vensends gave it to him to hold.“No problem” Vensends repeated. You took a breath of fresh air and cleared your throat. “Alright guys, It’s been a while since we’ve known each other and I think it’s time to try to plan the rebellion against this hierarchy…” you said. You’d been talking about it and working out the plans for a while now, and you were planning to camp near Vandbloom and start there, being one of the least guarded towns in all of Canadia. “I think we should camp down there tomorrow” suggested Karid stroking his short blue beard, he’d been a outcast in the military for his unusual pigmentation. “Mhhm!” Agreed Vensends wiping his patched pants from some dirt, “Alright” you smiled. “Well tomorrow it is”!…

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As the day came to a close you sat on a small homemade mattress and thought…You remember the day it all started…You only saw your parents face once on the day of your birth but it was hazy…a miracle you could remember it at all…your only memory from then was a lullaby they sung as a kind woman smuggled you out of what you guessed to be a prison. Your mother had a kind almost tired face and braided brown hair, your father had a cap on his his head and a long brown beard with kind battle-worn eyes as well…You remember seeing a large palace nearby but your memory sadly ended there…   …You grew up in a small village where your adopted mother lovingly cared for you,you reminisced about the friends you made there away from any guards watchful eye. The village was in a small clearing in the countryside forest next to a blue lake and a small field of wildflowers. Everyone living in the village of Hader fled from the hierarchy being unfit in there eyes. Otherwise…you didn’t want to think about what they would have done to them…to all your friends…to your dear mother…who cared for you all these years…She passed away recently leaving a void in your heart, but you felt you could always talk to her and ask for guidance on high…and so with a heavy heart you waved a bittersweet goodbye to the town you knew and loved all your life and,at the young age of sixteen… you left…just a month later you met Vensends who was also traveling on the request of his father who wished for his safety. The two of you became fast friends and not long after Karid joined. Ever since then you’ve camped around and even helped nearby villagers elusively if they ever needed anything. But now would be the final day of that. Tomorrow the three of you would use all your heart and soul to defeat the hierarchy, and then hopefully-“Goodnight Derpsen” interrupted Vensends while turning off the lantern near your makeshift bed, “Goodnight Vensends,Goodnight Karid.” You said “Goodnight” they both replied before drifting off to sleep…you were so deep in thought that you didn’t notice the tent Karid put up around the small area. And so you stretched one last time and went to sleep…

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Ren and Chamiole lead the way as the three of you walked down the road. Almost as soon as you left you saw Gram gram’s house in the distance. “Alright, were almost there” said Chamiole. “Whew, I’m sweating buckets already” said Ren. “C’mon it’s quite cool outside today” said Chamiole good naturedly. You passed by a few ducks playing by the pond near Chamiole’s house. “Oh! I completely forgot, the ducks reminded me of the toast I planned to give you”. “Thanks so much Ren” you said. “…” you looked at the ducks…the littlest one seemed hungry…”I’m grateful for the breakfast but…” you said while throwing a few pieces to the young bird. “It looks pretty hungry”. “It’s alright” said Ren “At least the duck’ll have a meal from it”. The little duck ate it’s fill and waddled back to the pond…”Awww…your so cute” you said crouching down toward the duck. The duck peeped and stuck out it’s tongue. You stood up and continued walking to the front door. Chamiole knocked on the door “Hi grandma I’m back!” She said joyfully. “Come on in” she said walking to the door. She opened the door to the familiar

Living room with the dining table by the end along with a carpet,fireplace and gram gram’s special rocking chair…”How are you Bud? It’s been a while…” she said. “I’m doing alright” you said. “That’s good, would the three of you like to do anything here? Or did you just need to get something?” She inquired. “Well…we were hoping you’d be able to tell us the prophecy people found by that cavern”… Chamiole said. Gram gram was a big supporter of the former LOUIS REBELLION which the hierarchy tried to erase evidence of, the three of you also hoped for the hierarchy to end which was quite unusual for someone as high class as you were…Sometimes during the evening Gram gram would sit on her rocking chair as she told you three the stories of the former rebellion and other righteous heroes. “I would be happy to” said Grandma sitting down on her rocking chair. She took out a book hidden in the armrest as not to get caught by any guards. Ren helpfully brought 3 small log seats for the lot of you. “Don’t mention it” he said while setting down the chairs. “I’ll say thank you anyway” you said doing a mock curtsy. “Alright let’s sit down” said Chamiole taking her place…Grandma opened the book to a new page she binded. “Alright” she said after clearing her throat “On the sunrise of the 5th millennium a cruel king shall rise, and rule for many years, from the goblet of time he will drink and cast his power on his subjects, One day a wolf,raven and doe shall rise and shall endeavor to vanquish the hierarchy but will fall…in just seventeen years the son of our hero shall rise again and with words of honey behold the kings defeat…if he shall labor to show his SOUL…” “Wow…” you said “But…” said Chamiole “It could be a rumor or even a sham based on recent events…” she explained “and besides what could half of this possibly mean?” “No need to be cynical” said Ren. “I know…it’s just everything that’s happened it feels as if nothing could change”…she said. “It’s alright to feel that way…” said gram gram. “Thanks” smiled Chamiole. “Your welcome” she said smiling affectionately. “Grandma what’s the goblet of time? And I’m assuming the wolf and everything else is a metaphor for Louis?” Asked Ren. “Well I don’t know much of the goblet of time except that it does have power to extend your lifespan…” she mused “And I think the metaphor is correct dearie”.“It was quite wise for you to grasp that” she said. Ren smiled. “Who do you think wrote the prophecy?” Asked ren. “Maybe Louis perhaps ‘showing his soul’ refers to taking after him?” You suggested. “That would be pretty amazing” replied Chamiole…Grandma interrupted. “…It is a great tale and I hope it comes true but besides that I invite you to stay for as long as you want…” “Thank you so much your like a mother to us” said Ren. “And I would say the same my child” Grandma replied. You smiled…And so you spent the day together with your three best friends until sunset…

Ren and Chamiole offered to walk with you home, which you gladly accepted. “Thanks for having us gram-gram” you said walking from the door. “My pleasure” she said while retying the bun on the back of her hair. You all walked out toward your house and felt the pleasant summer breeze on your face, you passed by Cheryl, a neighbor that you all knew, “Good evening” she greeted the three of you. “Good evening to you too” said Chamiole. You and Ren greeted her as well…”I heard the famous runaway soldier Karid is here, would you mind to give this letter to him?” She asked. “Sure!” You and Chamiole chorused. “Your too kind…but please don’t look at it” she said bashfully “I only wish for you to deliver it once winter arrives” “No problem” said Ren as she handed the letter to him. “Have a great day” you all said as she waved goodbye. “I wonder what’s inside there…” said Ren. “Maybe a love letter?” Snickered Chamiole. “Oh my gosh your so typical…” said Ren. “C’mon no need to judge…” you said. Ren smiled and rolled his eyes playfully. And so the three of you walked until you passed right by the shop…just behind you a hierarchy guard ambushed Ren from behind a large oak tree. “Merchant scum,show me your class!” He barked. Ren now on the floor looked anxiously. “Please…I was only just walking my friend home…” he said quivering. “G-get off him!” You pleaded anxiously. “Leave him alone!” Cried Chamiole. “Silence!” He said searching his pocket for any sort of identification. You teared up. “Stop crying you little p****” he cursed. “Don’t talk to my friend like that!” Protested Chamiole. “Well…” he said. “If you refuse to show respect for those above your class…Then I shall execute you for your rebellion!” He bellowed. He took out his sword poised for battle. Ren stood up from the dirt path he fell upon and took out his wand. This wasn’t your first battle and you knew just how to survive. All three of your SOUL’S came out from your chests and the soldier started to attack.

Ren and Chamiole dodged but you got hit by one of his attacks. You felt a pain in your heart as if it were swung against the butt of his sword. “Please stop…we didn’t do anything to you” you pleaded. The soldier just huffed and said nothing…Ren just defended gathering his energy while Chamiole aimed her whip to fight…”I understand how you feel”…you said empathetically “But we needn’t do harm to him…” you said…Chamiole breathed in and communicated to your soul through being on the same side. “Alright…Hopefully we can show this soldier to back down” The guard quickly attacked once more hitting Ren. “Are you okay?” Asked Chamiole with concern. “I am…I just hope he’ll stop…” Ren communicated. “Please stop! We don’t want to hurt you! You can live to continue your ‘job’ if you spare us…” you said trying to convince the soldier. “…” “C’mon you don’t have to hurt us…” said Ren. “We’ll…” said Chamiole “We’ll show MERCY” you finished…The soldier paused and put his sword back ”Alright…” he said I admire your courage and for that I will let you go. But you shall never rebel against the hierarchy again.” Ren nodded. “Thank you” said Chamiole. The guard nodded and spared you.YOU WON! YOU EARNED 0 EXP AND 9G YOUR love INCREASED! You,Ren and Chamiole felt a warmth in each of your SOULS…(Yes i pretty much copied toby’s battle system…please forgive me) “I’m glad were all ok” you said relieved while you put away your wand and took a roll you had from your pack. You took it out and handed it toward him “Here Ren it’ll heal you” you said offering your roll. “Thanks” said Ren gratefully as he took a bite from the small roll. Ren’s soul shined and healed as yours and Chamiole returned toward both of you. “I still have a golden apple would you like one?” Offered Chamiole. You nodded “Thank you again” you said as your HP was restored. “Your welcome, anything for a friend” she said gripping her ribbon. “I think it’s time to go home anyway” said Chamiole. “Agreed” chimed in Ren. And so the three of you walked to your home and Ren and Chamiole wished you goodnight…

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Chapter 3

You woke up in your cozy home,taking in the sight of your room that was filled with small pillows, a few chairs and lots of papers and nicknacks.You could already hear grandma making french toast downstairs,a special treat she only cooked up once a month. You quickly got dressed from your white pajama robe into your regular outfit. You suddenly heard a knock from downstairs. “I’m coming!” You said while braiding your hair. You quickly ran down the wooden stairs and through the small living room and opened the door. “Hi Chamiole!” Said Ren as he walked in. “Heya” you greeted him. Grandma came to the door at this point having just finished setting up breakfast. “Welcome back Ren how’s your summer holiday going?” She asked. “It’s been pretty nice yesterday but a guard attacked…” he trailed on. “Really?!” Grandma asked worriedly. “Are you alright? Any injuries?” She said inspecting Ren’s face for scratches. “We had no injuries but Bud almost got taken down by that soldier…somehow we managed to convince him to back down…” you said. “Oh…” said Grandma. “It’s good you three were alright” she said giving both of you kisses and a piece of toast. “Oy…to think what could of happened if…” She sighed not finishing her sentence,”…” Ren didn’t say anything. “We can’t live with this hierarchy anymore, so many innocents are hurt every day…” She sighed…”Hopefully that son of Louis is a real boy…” Continued grandma. “I hope…” you agreed. “Speaking of Bud…Can we go quickly pick him up?” You asked. “Sure thing” said gram-gram “But let’s eat first”. And so the three of you ate breakfast to the last morsel, “Thank you again!” Ren smiled as the two of you walked from the door. “Your welcome and stay safe!” Said gram-gram, And so you and Ren walked the path to Bud’s house and knocked on the door.

“Hello?!” Called what you assumed to be his father. You waited for him to open the door, he could be in a bad temper sometimes…”Who is it?!” He shouted behind the entrance. “I-It’s Chamiole and Ren…were here for Bud” you explained. “Alright,alright…” He said opening the door. “You’ll find him upstairs” he said walking off to the dining room table. The house was bigger and fancier than yours since it was owned by Bud’s father, a sub aristocracy class citizen. There was a small chandelier above the table and a well furnished kitchen. You’d only been here twice to pick up Bud so you didn’t really know the place that well. “I’ll go upstairs” said Ren as he ran up. “Good morning Bud! Are you ready?” He asked. You heard the door open and light footsteps on the wooden floor. Soon enough both Ren and Bud came down. “Good morning” said Bud to you two. “G’morning” you replied “how are you doing?”You asked “I’m doing well” replied Bud walking out to the yard…You walked down the path from Bud’s garden to the rest of the small town. The three of you chatted once more while walking down the path until you reached the edge of a forest. “Hey guys how about we go the clearing?” Asked Ren. “I’d love to” said Bud. “Sure thing!” You agreed as well…and so you walked through the Forest remembering, Remembering that…Ever since the three of you met, you were the best of friends. You felt you could share anything with them, secrets,memories and even just hilarities and Conversation to pass around and enjoy, you felt warm inside remembering the day everything started…

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The autumn leaves blew in the air as you swung on a small swing made from rope. Your parents who were still alive at the time were eating breakfast on a small picnic blanket next to the large oak by your home. You swung up and down from the large tree until you sat down to eat. Your father sat you on his lap and you all ate breakfast together, as a happy family. Suddenly you heard a thud and a boy crying, It was a kid your age with a patched green shirt and a distinctly cut umber colored hairstyle. You heard some more rustling just from behind you and another kid came running while holding a basket of berries. “Are you alright?” He asked concerned. Your mother motioned to your father and you to stay put while the small child holding the basket of berries was trying to console the kid who fell. “Are you alright sweetheart?” You heard her ask. The boy sniffled. “Yea…” he said as you saw him wiping the dirt from his knees. The other child looked around worriedly as if he didn’t know where to go. “And you, are you alright?” She asked. “Umm…I’m good…but I don’t know where my home is…” he said starting to cry. “Awww…it will be alright we’ll help you get back home” she comforted Bud…she paused and then asked gently “do you two kids know each other?” “No…” said The kid in the green shirt. “…But my names Ren” he said. “And I’m Bud…” said the other boy. “Well Bud that was very kind of you to help him” said your mother. “Thank you…” he said bashfully turning his head to the side. “So Ren and Bud how would you like to join our picnic?” Your mother offered. “That sound yummy” said Ren wiping away his last sniffle. “Alright then you can join us and then we’ll help you two back home, alright?” “Alright” said Bud, the kid in the brown shirt. And so your mother brought the two of them to the picnic blanket. “Hi I’m Chamiole” you greeted them. “Hello” the two of them said back. “I’m Bud” one of them said shyly. “I’m Ren” he said one more time. “Well…were all new here” said Ren. “Well nice to meet you all” smiled Bud. “Would you guys like some food?” You offered. “Yea!” Said Ren. Bud accepted the meal gratefully as well…

Not long after the three of you were playing with the flowers by the garden and making decorations from your leftover plates. All the while getting to know each other…’those days were so nice’ you thought to yourself nostalgically. Walking to the clearing where you guys always spent your most precious moments together only made things feel better. “Remember when we first came here”? You asked. “Yea…” said Bud “I remember seeing Ren fall…I was so worried” “But then your mother came….” Said Ren. “Yea…” you said “I miss my parents…” you said sadly. “I miss them too…they were so kind, and they helped us all meet each other…” said Bud empathetically. You just smiled sadly while twirling a leaf you were holding. “Thanks…” you said. “A lot’s happened since then…” said Ren. You nodded in agreement, and so the three of you walked in silence for the next three minutes until you reached the clearing…it was a beautiful place, The waterfall nearby streamed down into a babbling brook adorned with flowers and pine trees nearby while the sunlight shined gently around the clearing. And right near the small pond and waterfall there was a massive log that served as a bench. So many memories where made here…You continued the previous conversation. “You know I’m glad we met…” you said. “Me too” said Ren. “I’m also so glad” said Bud. “Best friends…” you said holding on to your ribbon. The ribbons that the three of you made as a symbol of your friendship…

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Suddenly you heard the bush nearby rustle. You gasped in fright knowing it was most probably a soldier, Ren and Chamiole braced themselves as well preparing there wands in case they needed to deflect any spells. You cried out hoping whoever was there would have Mercy “Please stop! We didn’t do anything! We didn’t do anything…wrong…” You paused as you saw a small man of only three feet tall with a red beard and short hair with bangs to the side. “I come with peace!” He said in a formal flair despite being a little surprised that anyone was there. “thank you…” you said relieved. “No worries, It can be quite scary with guards all around” He said reassuringly. Ren and Chamiole turned around as well. “Who are you?” Asked Ren. “Well I’m Derpsen son of Louis” He said quite proudly. “Derpsen…?” Asked Ren. “Are you sure your the son of Louis…?” Asked Chamiole. “Of course…” he said. “I can…ok I can’t prove it” He chuckled “But I’m just here looking around. I have two other friends and hope to start a rebellion against the hierarchy…” he said. “Oops…I shouldn’t have spilled that…” said Derpsen. You smiled…was this really him? Was he really hoping to defeat this dreadful hierarchy?…and most importantly he seemed quite tired…Ren looked apologetically. “Were sorry for bothering you…” he said. “It’s alright…I’ve had lots of questions asked before…” He said giving a yawn. “Are you alright?” You asked him. “Do you need anything? And were really glad to meet you” you said trying not to get overwhelmed or excited by your own hopes. Chamiole rolled the log over for Derpsen to sit.

“Thank you for your kindness and I really do need something to drink but would you mind if I ask what your names are?” He said. Ren took a bottle of water and gave it to Derpsen. Chamiole introduced herself. “I’m Chamiole…” She said “I’m Ren…and this is Bud or his real name…*******” He finished. “Thank you so much!” He said taking a sip. “And again it’s nice to meet you guys…” He said. “Were are you from?” Asked Ren. Derpsen replied “Well I’m from the town of hader…it’s a hidden town where some people unfit for the hierarchy’s standards live, I was never recorded as a citizen and actually don’t have a class…” he continued. “Wow…” said Ren. “Derpsen are you alright?” Came another voice from behind. “Oh! That’s Karid he’s one of my friends.” Said Derpsen. A blue haired man with a short beard and armor approached. “Hello Karid these kids here are Bud, Ren and Chamiole…” he introduced right away. “Nice to meet you guys” said Karid. “I know it’s a late apology but were sorry for intruding on your little hideout over here” said Derpsen. “It’s alright” you and Chamiole said. “And nice to meet you guys too!” You smiled. “Heya Karid I overheard your little meeting here! I’m Vensends and nice to meet you as well!” Said the sienna haired young man just a bit taller than all of you. “A pleasure” said Chamiole. The three of you showed Derpsen,Karid and Vensends around your hideout while you quickly went to your house to get a yummy lunch.

Just fifteen minutes and one questioning from your father later you arrived back “Here you go” you said handing out cheese sandwiches and fresh berries to everyone. “The guest gets the best” you said offering extras. “Thank you!” Said Vensends munching on his sandwich. Chamiole started speaking, taking a pause to eat some berries. “I heard you guys are starting a rebellion” she whispered avoiding undue attention. “And all three of us are really excited about the idea…my grandmother actually was a part of Louis and Maryam’s Rebellion and maybe we could all join…” she suggested. “We’re flattered…” replied Karid sitting on the other side of the log. “But you children are young and even though I think your really genuine there are many people out there who may try to report or even ambush us…” He said. “I know…” said Ren “But can we please join?” He asked. “Pretty please?” You asked giving puppy eyes. “Awww…We’ll have to see and we didn’t even start anything yet!” Said Derpsen. “We’d love for you guys to join as long as you’ll all be taken care of” said Vensends “and if you ask permission your parents or whoever your guardians are first…” he looked sadly knowing the situation of many orphans who’s parents lives were taken by the kingdom. “Maybe you can come along” he finished. “That sounds quite the ideal” said a voice coming from the waterfall. “Nice to meet you guys” said Karid. “I know it’s a late apology but were sorry for intruding on your little hideout over here” said Derpsen. “It’s alright” you and Chamiole said. “And nice to meet you guys too!” You smiled. “Heya Karid I overheard your little meeting here! I’m Vensends and nice to meet you as well!” Said the sienna haired young man just a bit taller than all of you. “A pleasure” said Chamiole. The three of you showed Derpsen,Karid and Vensends around your hideout while you quickly went to your house to get a yummy lunch. Just fifteen minutes and one questioning from your father later you arrived back “Here you go” you said handing out cheese sandwiches and fresh berries to everyone. “The guest gets the best” you said offering extras. “Thank you!” Said Vensends munching on his sandwich. Chamiole started speaking, taking a pause to eat some berries. “I heard you guys are starting a rebellion” she whispered avoiding undue attention. “And all three of us are really excited about the idea…my grandmother actually was a part of Louis and Maryam’s Rebellion and maybe we could all join…” she suggested. “We’re flattered…” replied Karid sitting on the other side of the log. “But you children are young and even though I think your really genuine there are many people out there who may try to report or even ambush us…” He said. “I know…” said Ren “But can we please join?” He asked. “Pretty please?” You asked giving puppy eyes. “Awww…We’ll have to see  and we didn’t even start anything yet!” Said Derpsen. “We’d love for you guys to join as long as you’ll all be taken care of” said Vensends “and if you ask permission your parents or whoever your guardians are first…” he looked sadly knowing the situation of many orphans who’s parents lives were taken by the kingdom. “Maybe you can come along” he finished.

“That sounds quite the ideal” said a voice coming from the waterfall. “???!!” Jolted Derpsen as he sprang up. Everyone including you turned around. In the waterfall there was a young…woman?…they had long white hair with there head poking out from the well that they bathed in. “Who…are you?“ Asked Derpsen motioning to the five of you to wait a moment. “I am Kellonia the bestower of this great earth…” He replied as you heard the sound of ‘her’ getting dressed. Kellonia walked out and extended his(?) arms out as if he(?) were a benevolent monarch. “…I apologize for asking again but would you mind telling us who you are?” Derpsen asked sheepishly. “And what is such distinguished noble woman doing out here in this hidden grotto?” Asked Vensends. “You wish to know my physical origins…?” Asked Kellonia elusively…”Well I arise from the great aestheote family…and my vessel cloaked in robe is but a man…” said Kellonia positioning his head toward the sky. Vensends gaped in shock. “So your a wamin or a woaman?” Asked Vensends still confused. “Oh child…” Kellonia chided Vensends. “I am the creator but my mere form in not a woaman nor a wamin as there is no such thing, I am a man”. Replied Kellonia once more adjusting his white robe (knowing the concept of a anime ‘trap’). Vensends just gaped in shock.“Do you plan on hurting anyone here?” Asked Derpsen standing in front of you three. Taking his wand to defend everyone just in case…”You are quite heroic” Kellonia chuckled. “But I have no need to cast judgment upon you, I see you all have pure souls…and positive intent as well.” He mused. “I may be a noble…in fact an adopted one but I repeat I shan’t do harm to thou grouplings…”He said. “Thank you” said Derpsen. Everyone except you were looking at Kellonia quizzically at his mannerisms. “I shall bid you all farewell for now…” He said wiping away a stray leaf from the crimson shirt under his white cloak. “Farewell” said Karid respectfully. Chamiole whispered to both you and Ren. “I think he has a g-d complex…” She said. “Agreed on that one, he’s certainly a colorful character…” said Ren. Derpsen turned around to check on the three of you. “Are you alright?” Asked Derpsen. “I’m assuming no injuries…” chuckled Karid…”Were alright” you said giving a nod and smile “thank you for asking”. “Your very welcome” replied Karid. Derpsen cleared his throat. “Either ways were hoping to make plans for the resistance.” He said “Which we plan to be a peaceful one” He finished hopefully. “That sounds great!” Said Ren. “If you have the time…you can ask permission to join if you wish” said Vensends. “If they say yes you can let us know here by sunset or tomorrow morning”. “Thank you and we’ll be seeing you guys!” said Chamiole. “See ya!” Called Vensends as the three of you walked further away. “I can’t believe it! He’s Louis’s son!” You said excitedly. “Me too…” said Ren. “It’s hard to get used to the idea but something about him feels like he’s telling the truth…” “I’d say yes to that” said Chamiole. “And all three of them are really nice, I hope grandma lets me go or even joins along…” said Chamiole. “I think she would be happy to it’s just that I’m not sure Bud’s parents would let him go”…. Said Ren. You looked at the dirt path slightly downcast. “I’m sorry if I can’t join you guys…”you said. “It’ll be alright” said Ren. “And if your parents don’t let we’ll stay together” said Chamiole. “Thank you” you said. “But I don’t want to hold you guys back…” you said. “It’s perfectly fine with us, were friends ‘till the end” said Ren. You just smiled back…

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“Orphans! Servants! Orphans for sale!” Cried a salesmen as he attempted to make use of poor children for servants. “You with the dark blue hair!” Shouted the owner standing in front of an orphanage. “How would you like a servant?” He offered shushing one of the crying children. You looked at him in wonderment not knowing how to react, a slave auction wasn’t uncommon in the hierarchy but in such a rural town?…Suddenly you saw your new friend Rudolph walking towards the orphanage…

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You looked prepared your purple cloak and straightened your spiky brown hair upward as you stood in front of the mirror…your name was Rudolph, a seventeen year old runaway. Despite being of Noble class you ran away from the comforts of your family’s castle for your own freedom~not that you had anything against the hierarchy…but you needed a breath of fresh air, feeling bitter about the constraints of royalty. You felt in a way that the world was a place of constraint and even tried a path of asceticism for a while, and so after setting on your journey you met a colorful character named Joshiphulous serceford timson or Joshy for short. He had a childlike innocence to him and had long dark blue hair all around his face,like a lions mane. He was six-foot eight yet very gentle and still retaining his inner,or should you say outer child. He told you about his journey from being a surviving member of the Louis rebellion and all the people he met. He also loved his underground kindergarten class that was part of the Louis rebellion and it sparked his love for circle time and finger-painting ever since. You looked around the plain wooden house that Joshy lived in for the past year, it was in the tranquil town of vandbloom, known for being a generally safe place for lower classes. You took your large staff with a crescent on top in case you needed to use any sort of magic, you had rigorous training as a magician under an older man named William who was a choice teacher in the area…and so with your staff and money pouch in hand you walked around the town hoping to find a permanent home or even just a new face. By the outskirts of the town you could here a salesman selling servants from what appeared to be an orphanage. You planned on setting up a few boards of wood you always had nearby to build a temporary home but now that you were interrupted youwalked briskly toward the scene where Joshy was standing.

“Come here!” He called in his trademark squeaky voice. There was ten or so kids standing by the entrance of the manor, the salesman was apparently the owner of an orphanage and realized some of the kids were below Advanced class, the status required to be cared for by an adoption center,so in order to make a profit he decided to sell them as slaves. “Look what he’s doing!” Joshy whispered to you, “You have money, maybe you should buy at least one kid to save them…” He suggested. You were put in a tight spot, Joshy had a good heart but you didn’t want to raise a kid,especially someone low class, it wasn’t befitting for a noble like you…Joshy looked at you pleadingly. “Fine…” you said paying the salesman for a set of twins. They seemed to be seven or eight years old and both had a red shirt, blond hair in a ponytail and blue eyes. “Thank you for your purchase” said the salesman. “Your welcome…” you said half heartedly.

Joshy quickly motioned the twins to come over. “Who are you?” Asked one of them. “I’m Joshy” he said “and this is my friend Rudolph”. He replied. He briskly led them to his house while you followed. The two girls looked around confused. You spoke first. “Are you kids ok?” You asked not knowing what else to say. “Yea….” said the second twin. “Would you tell us your names?” You asked. “I’m Isa…and I’m bella” they said. Isa looked up at you. “Are you gonna make us servants?” She asked. “No…no” you answered. “Joshy over here was trying to save you from being sold, hopefully either Joshy can take care of you or you can find a home to live in…” “Thank you” said Bella. And so for the next few minutes Joshy aquatinted himself with the twins while you set up your own temporary house next door. “Dinner time!” Called Joshy as the aroma of Mac’n cheese filled the air. You joined by to see how well Joshy adjusted to caring for them in the last short few minutes. Joshy put down two bowls of pasta for them. “Thank you” said Bella. “I’ve never had such a nice dish” said Isa. “Courtesy of this country” you thought to yourself cynically. “Well in this house we don’t judge by class!” Joshy said giving them spoons and serving himself a plate. “Really…?” Said Isa. “Really” said Joshy. You left again to finish setting up your cot but you overheard that Isa and bella were peasant class orphans who lived in the orphanage until now, the past hour had been quite abrupt but stranger things have happened. Joshy openly talked about being against the hierarchy and was hoping to find the elusive son of Louis said to be around here. He was hoping maybe they could help arrange a permanent home for them or at the very least help him with caring for them. The two girls sounded excited and though you stopped listening at that point they seemed to be happy about the plan…”Bedtime!” Called out Joshy placing two mattresses in a second bedroom. And soon after you heard the sounds of footsteps running upstairs and murmurs of goodnight…

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You Ren and Chamiole all walked to your final destination, Vandbloom falls. The sun was setting and you three had all asked permission to go with Derpsen. Chamiole’s grandma said yes and made a few arrangements with Vensends to make sure she was cared for. While Ren’s mother was outside in the garden and she seemed fine about the idea, generally having a laissez-faire attitude in life. Your father on the other hand…

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You walked up the steps to your door. “I guess this is it…” said Chamiole. “Good luck…” said Ren. You looked back one last time before knocking. “Is it you Bud?” Came your fathers voice. “Y-yes…” you said. He opened the door and you walked in. “Can I ask you something…?” You requested looking down at the floor. “Yes you have permission to speak” he said in an authoritarian tone. You stammered “W-well…we met someone named Derpsen who’s on a journey to…” “To what?” Questioned your father. “Well…to umm…help improve the hierarchy” you said trying to be as truthful as possible without blowing your cover. “…And when will you be leaving?” Asked your father. “By tomorrow morning…” you said. “And what will they do to improve the country?” Asked your father. “Ummm…new opportunity for the lower class to be more…Productive!” You exclaimed. You were shaking in your legs from the tension. Your father cleared his throat and stroked his beard “Very well but you must be a good soldier and not step foot in my house until you have completed your task”. He said. “Alright…” you bowed your head. You heard your father telling your mother the news as you walked toward your room. You had a bundle and packed things as quickly as possible. But before that you looked out the window and sung a high D sharp. The all okay sign Chamiole thought of last summer. Ren and Chamiole waved and smiled back and waited by the oak tree in your backyard…you quickly prepared some food and drink for the journey along with some books, photos, a prayer book and any religious articles you would need for the ride (You were jewish after all),Clothing, any sentimental items and trinkets you had,your diary and your Violin. You quickly put the sack on your shoulder and And a box for any delicate items in the other hand. You gave one look at your now emptier room and walked downstairs. You looked back at your house for the second to last time before leaving and met with Ren and Chamiole. They also had there belongings ready and you all walked to the waterfall. “He said yes…” you said excitedly. “I can’t believe it!” Said Chamiole. “I’m really excited” said Ren. ‘We all are” said Chamiole. “Now we need to find a wagon or someplace to keep our stuff until tomorrow. Were going to be saying a lot of goodbyes for now”. You felt the 15 or so kilo sack on your shoulder. “I really hope he has a wagon…” you said. “me too” said Ren. “And it’ll be tough to say our goodbyes…” said Ren. You and Chamiole nodded.

The three of you walked on and on until Eventually you reached the clearing where Karid,Vensends and Derpsen were standing. “They all said yes!” Exclaimed Chamiole while putting her things down. “That’s great!” Said Derpsen. “Would you guys like to put all your stuff on our wagon?” He offered. “Thank goodness…we were hoping you had one” said Ren. Karid and Vensends quickly placed your bags in the cargo storage gently. “I guess this makes things official!” Said Vensends. “We were out all day looking for arrangements for everyone” said Derpsen. “Thank you so much!” You said Gratefully. “No problem” said Derpsen. “And we’ll make sure you guys are all safe.” Ren nodded a thank you back to them. Everyone sat down on the log again checking off any items in case anyone forgot something. Derpsen clapped his hands “Looks like were all packed up!” He smiled. “That’s nice” you said content. Derpsen smiled. “I’m really glad, But guys the sun is almost down. I think you guys should go home to get some sleep. Were gonna be heading for a long journey tomorrow”. “Thank you so much for your concern” said Chamiole. “Your welcome.” Said Derpsen.And so you all waved goodbye and the three of them all waved back. After sharing goodbyes for the night you all left to walk home…

On the path back just fifteen minutes later you passed by the shop…Chamiole looked at you and Ren. “Should we say our goodbyes…?” She asked. Ren nodded knowingly. “I think so…” he said staring in the direction of the setting sun…”This may be our last time by this shop…” said Chamiole… “And honestly I wish we all could just “And honestly I’m going to miss this place” said Ren. “Me too…” you agreed. Ren opened the door and entered. “Hello! What brings you here at this late hour?” Asked the shopkeeper. “Well…” said Ren. “Were leaving soon…and we just wanted to wish you goodbye…” “Oh…” he said. “May I ask why you are leaving?” He inquired. “Well…We met the rumored son of Louis and he seems to be the one everyone has talked about…and so we asked if we could join him to try to defeat the hierarchy…” explained Chamiole. “Children…are you sure it’s safe for you all to leave at such a tender age?” He asked Concerned. “We…we asked our parents…” said Ren. “…and they said yes.” Chamiole finished. “I’m gonna miss everyone here so much…” you said wiping a tear from your eye. “There there…” The shopkeeper said giving you a handkerchief. “We’ll all be alright…” “T-thank you…” you said. “Not to mention it…” He said bringing some berries to the counter. “Here’s a goodbye gift for you all” He said. “Thank you so much” said Chamiole. ‘And Finn?” You asked the shopkeeper. “Yes?” He answered. “Can you send Mrs. Hailey my regards?” You requested. “Of course! I’m sure my wife will be happy to hear your message” he said. “It feels like everything has only just started…but were about to leave our homes after all that’s happened…” you thought to yourself. “Well I guess this is farewell for now” said Finn. “Goodbye, we’ll miss you” said Chamiole. “Farewell” He waved as he looked on bittersweetly…After leaving you made your rounds with Ren and Chamiole wishing everyone goodbye, The milkman, the grocer and bookeeper and all neighbors in between…by the time you all got home it was almost past midnight…Your parents were already asleep and you looked around your room one last time before drifting off to sleep…

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Chapter 4

You woke up to the sunshine gently peeking through your window…you let out a yawn as you got up and got dressed…It had been quite the night last night; you thought...It all started before you went to bed when your friends Bud, Ren and Chamiole wished to say goodbye…after asking them why they were leaving they told you all about how they met Derpsen and where the clearing was. You said goodbye to them and saw them off. However immediately after they left you went up to Derpsen explaining about the two kids kids you were taking care of and asked if you three and your friend Rudolph could join. Derpsen agreed and you went home to pack. You told Rudolph, Isa and Bella all about what Derpsen told you and asked them if they wanted to join. Rudolph gave the go-ahead and Isa and Bella were also excited about the adventure, and so you all started to pack for your new home…That was then, but now you had to be by the clearing in time before everyone left. You packed your coloring books,stuffed animals and even your special kindergarten memoir in a small bag before heading off to the forest…

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You ran all the way to the clearing, relieved that everyone was still outside. “Hello!” You called out. “Hello!” Called out Derpsen and Bud, Ren and Chamiole…maybe you would call them the ribbon trio. “Hey, I like that name!” you thought to yourself as you walked past the last few trees. Rudolph was there with his usual grumpy face. Isa and Bella were dangling there feet from the drivers seat. “Uncle Joshy!” They called out as they ran to give you a hug

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(Mother description at the beginning of the story should change. They were an arranged marriage and bud’s mother is pretty passive and generally pretty quiet still not sure of her place in the story if they correspond letters or she dies early with or without there knowing. Perhaps she doesn’t respond to letters anyway?? plz let me know what should happen)

You woke up under your soft covers as you let out a gentle yawn. It was early in the morning…you got up from your bed and looked around your almost empty room…it had been the place of so many memories…even the punishments from your mother and father felt nostalgic now…but Ren and Chamiole were waiting and it wouldn’t be kind to leave them waiting for long…you gave one last parting look at your emptied quarters and went downstairs. You tiptoed quietly as your mother was usually asleep at this hour… “Papa?” You asked looking around the entranceway. You saw your father approaching from the dining room. He looked down at you “Oh…your leaving now?” Asked your Father. “Umm…yes” you replied “i just wanted to say goodbye for now…” you said. “Speak properly!” Said your father in a sharp tone. “…I wish to bid you farewell father”. You said half-heartedly. “Not so fast Bud…” he said. As you walked outside. ”W-what?” You stammered. “You are far too weak and gentle…” he said. “Those traits are much too childish and effeminate for a young man like you!” He said. “Dad…please stop…” you said, hoping those words would have an effect on him. Your father glared at you.

(I’m more docile around ‘my’ father as he is very strict and his upbringing here never encouraged me to stand up for myself. Please note he doesn’t reflect on my actual Dad)

“Bud…you must stop with those niceties…” he warned. “And I promise…You are not going without proper military training!” He said starting battle. This was only your fourth time in battle…the third being when the guard you saw attacked you yesterday…you held out your wand shakily. Your father had training from his school years and his magic could injure you badly, or even kill you if he wished.

*Your Soul of EMPATHY rises up in you as the battle is brought        to a start…*

“Listen. You will not go on a journey until you learn to have a proper demeanor…inside and out!” Your father used a basic magic spell against you. You tried to dodge but took a hit. You felt a tingling from your heart…

You realized that there are only a few options now…you can fight either by sword or spell and risk injury on either side…You can Act or Appease to try to end the battle peacefully…You can heal from the damage you took or you can try to defend…Or you can show Mercy and refuse to Fight…

“Dad…i…promise to be a good soldier…and i’ll…Fight…a lot….” You said awkwardly…your father looked at you thoroughly unconvinced before unleashing another attack. “Dad…please stop…” you said. “…I will not let you off until you learn to fight for the hierarchy…” he said. “Please…” you tried to reason. “Didn’t you give me permission to go yesterday?” You said. “That was on condition you would be a good soldier.” He said. “…” you gave Mercy. “You weakling…go out and use your strength!” He said before pelting more bullets at you. Your HP was already halved…You decided to tell your father the truth. ”Dad…i need to tell you something…” you said. “The place i’m going to is a resistance against the hierarchy…and…were not going to hurt anyone…” you said. “How dare you?!” Shouted your father. “You mustn’t betray our kingdom! I give you no permission to step foot of this house until you grow up to be a loyal soldier!!” Your father said angrily. “…” you gave Mercy. “Why are you not listening?!” He asked as his eyebrows arched. “Dad…i’m sorry…but this hierarchy is so cruel to the lower class…and all of us…isn’t there a better way for all of us to live?” You asked. “The lower class are scum! Don’t entertain such foolish fantasies!” Demanded your father…”i have to go now…my friends are waiting for me…” you said. Your father aimed his wand at you and shot out a barrage of attacks.

You dodged them the bullets almost grazing your soul. You spared your father again. He attacked once more. “Isn’t this what the hierarchy’s done to us? To everyone?! Why can’t everyone live peacefully?…” you said. “i can’t change your mind. But i can do my best to help everyone…” you said. Your father growled angrily. “…that’s why i’m joining…” you said. “Shut your mouth!” Said your father. “You are not my son!!! If you will not listen I will take you down like all the rebels of the past!” Said your father. He charged up his wand and aimed a spell at you…”Issac! Stop!!” Cried out your mother. Your father blast his spell at you anyway leaving you at just one hp. “Issac. Stop it! Our child is right! We can’t continue to live like this…” she said. Your mother hugged you. “Are you alright?” She asked. “Mhm…” you replied weakly nodding. Your mother gave you a roll…your hp was restored a bit. Your father looked angrily. “If you so badly wish to abandon our haven, then go! But never set foot in this place again…!” Said your father. “Alright…” you said with tears in your eyes. “Bud…Go on, I will have a talk with your father” she said. “Alright…” you said. “Goodbye mom…” “Goodbye bud…” she said giving you a hug. You slowly walked away turning back to see if your parents were still there…but eventually they went inside closing the door behind them…*You won! You gained 0 exp and 12 G! Your love increased!*

“Phew…” you thought to yourself…”somehow dad let me go…” you looked back. “Even if you don’t love me. That won’t stop me from loving you back” you said…”i’ll miss you mom…and dad…goodbye and good riddance”…you said toward the direction of your house…you them went to the forest and headed toward the clearing…

Verlassen: By Bud

(A very very brief class summary: Slave class: they work in caverns and are subservient to there masters Peasants and regular classes: These are the second and third lowest classes, they live in poverty and are vulnerable to persecution Merchants: Many of this class come from the middle east. Sadly the hierarchy depicts many negative stereotypes and are only allowed to work as wandering merchants mid class: these people generally have enough to sustain themselves but are still very vulnerable to any guard or soldier passing by advanced class and sub-aristocracy: this is what modern day middle class would look like. They are rarely hurt by the upper class without provocation and are generally well to do Aristocracy: This is the beginning of the upper class, it is somewhat of this class abuse the lower class and act cruel Military: this is the guardsmen class, they live in luxury and work in castles while patrolling the towns Nobility: These people are the upper echelons of society, many of them are cruel and there children are taught from a young age to be proud members of the hierarchy. There are only ten’s of families of this class and each one owns a small castle to rule there area by Royalty: This class consists of the king, queen and five sons. They are the overseers of everything in this kingdom…not much else is known about them…)

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