i found this piece of shit fucking prompt buried in my google drive and for some reason,never wrote it
Imagine Louis “Never Even Been a Prefect, More Times in Detention than Class” Tomlinson opening his Hogwarts letter for his final ear and out of the envelope slides a Head Boy badge. The amount of confusion he experiences. The unanswered owls he sends to the Headmistress trying to figure out if it’s a mistake. He tells no one, not even his mum, which kills him, but the last thing he wants to do is tell people he got it and then have to tell them when he finds out it was all a mistake.
He gets to the Platform (almost too late, obviously) on the first day and his gruff Head of House grumbles at him, “There you are, Tomlinson, your prefects are in the first cabin.” And Louis is astounded because this isn’t a joke. He gets told to pin his Head Boy Badge on (you better not’ve lost it, or I swear, Tomlinson…) and get on the train before it leaves him behind, and he doesn’t get to ask any questions.
He walks into the first cabin and surveys who he’s working with – there’s Liam Payne the headstrong do-gooder Gryffindor and Harry Styles the spacey yet surprisingly competent Ravenclaw and Niall Horan the chill Hufflepuff and Zayn Malik the not at all surprisingly competent Slytherin (and maybe the Mixers for the girls and Eleanor for the Head Girl?). Zayn greets him because they’re housemates and they go way back, and Payne looks up at him and asks him if he’s lost, which, please. He’s a seventh year.
But it hits him a little that it’s sort of a fair question (not that he’d ever admit it) – but he’s Louis “My Transfiguration Professor told me I’d never amount to anything” Tomlinson. This doesn’t happen to him.
He’s also got a bit of a reputation for mischief. That bit he’s not particularly ashamed of.
“Sit up straight, lads, your leader is here. Look at the ladies, next to them you look like you’ve just spent three hours de-gnoming your mum’s garden. Get your feet off the seat, Horan, show some respect for the position,” he barks, rising to as much of as his full height as he can manage.
“I’m sorry, but who are you?” Payne asks, knowing full well the answer.
“I’m Louis Tomlinson, your Head Boy, and I’d watch your tone there, Payne.”
And Zayn smiles and shakes his head because it’s classic Tommo and Niall crows with laughter and Harry widens his eyes, looks vaguely amused but says nothing, and Liam looks like he’s just swallowed a mouthful of earwax-flavored Bertie Botts, and the girls could not literally give a fuck and Eleanor asks him if he’ll need a measuring tape for their dicks if they’re going to keep on at it like this.
Louis is all talk, all bark, all strut, but when it comes right down to it, he hasn’t got a clue how to lead them. But he knows he has to. He knows he has to learn. He’s going to step up for once in his life because he’s been given a chance.
It’s probably Lilo and Liam learns how to relax from Louis and Louis learns how to actually be responsible from Liam. And it’s a lot of trial and error and anxiety and feelings of inadequacy. Quelled by the best support system either of them can possibly imagine. Basically an X-Factor era fic in disguise, isn’t it?
Here’s a little snippet from my puppy/kitten lilo. Still hoping to get it done by the end of the week, but any incentive is good to take! :)
Waking up as a tiny fluffy kitten was… strange, to say the least. Louis
didn’t notice anything unusual at first, apart from the fact he seemed to have
slept on his stomach, which almost never happened. He blinked himself awake and
stretched luxuriously. Man, that stretch felt amazing. Like his limbs had
suddenly become better at it, or something. He spread his toes and twitched his
whiskers and -
He sat up, his tail neatly coiling around his paws. Tail. Paws. Whiskers?!
Fuck, I’m a cat, Louis thought, staring down at his paws. A kitten, even, by the looks
of it. He moved his tail for a bit, wondering exactly what muscles he was
calling upon, then the curtains to his bunk opened and he looked up to find
Harry standing there in nothing but pants, blinking down confusedly at him.
“How did you get there?” Harry asked, extending one big hand and curling
it in front of Louis’s snout. Louis sniffed it on instinct; it smelled like
Harry alright, although maybe more intrinsically so than usual, in a strange
way. He butted Harry’s hand with his head and Harry scooped him up, holding him
to his face with both hands hooked under Louis’s front legs, leaving Louis’s
butt to dangle ten feet in the air.
Louis pressed a tiny paw against Harry’s cheek for balance, not liking
this at all. Put me down, you brute, he said, or tried to say, but only
a miaow came out. Harry grinned and held Louis to his chest, so Louis climbed
him to settle on his shoulder, satisfied to discover he had claws, no matter
how small. He put them out, pinpricks digging into the soft skin of Harry’s
shoulder, but Harry didn’t even twitch. “I wonder where Louis’s gone,” Harry
said out loud, because for all his good looks he had never been the brightest
crayon in the box. “Liam, d’you know where Louis is?”
A small yapping sound came from Liam’s bunk and Louis’s ears pricked up,
his tiny kitten heart going on overdrive. Let me down, let me down! he
thought ineffectually at Harry before bravely clambering down Harry’s arm
straight into Liam’s bunk, slithering under the drawn curtain. It was very
dark, but it didn’t matter, Louis could see almost as clear as day. He found
Liam cowering in a corner, his puppy hair bristling with fear.
This is one of the four entries I’m writing for @buckysmetallicstump‘s Disney Challenge! My prompt for this entry was #19: “Ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind or forgotten.” -Lilo & Stitch. Quote will be in bold.
Song Inspiration: “BLUE” cover by OXEANZ (originally by Troye Sivan - read the author’s note)
Summary: Sometimes the best lessons are learned from Disney.
Word Count: 2400-ish
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Warnings: SPN level injuries, language, first time writing Castiel (I feel like that should be a warning)
A/N: I just want to point out that I love love LOVE Troye’s original version. However, I remembered coming across this cover a while back and felt that the tone fit the story better. Plus, it really is a beautiful cover and if you haven’t heard it it’s honestly worth checking out. Here is a link to both versions if you’re interested:
From the first moment you found yourself staring into those electric blue eyes you knew you were a goner, and when you learned that he was an angel it had surprisingly been, well… unsurprising. The commanding power within his eyes and the sheer depth of their color was to beautiful for any human to possess. Sure, his body was technically only a vessel, but you were convinced that everything about that vessel had begun to shine brighter from the moment it was touched by the angel. Besides, the vessel was empty now. Castiel was completely and utterly himself, and you were completely and utterly in love with him.
Of course, you would never tell him that. He was an angel. You were a human. Thinking you had any kind of chance with him was a disillusion you didn’t bother to burden yourself with. You had accepted that a long time ago, happy to call the angel your best friend instead.
And he really was. You might have known Sam and Dean the longest, having spent a large chunk of your childhood being babysat by Dean when your parents were off on hunts, but with Cass it felt like there had never been a day you spent not knowing him. You had been able to open up to him about things you thought you’d never share with anyone, and it was easy. He listened, without judgement, and when he could he offered advice. But more often that not he realized that all you really needed was a shoulder to lean on. You had never been more yourself with anyone, and there were moments when you met his gaze that you realized he truly saw you.
Currently, you were curled up next to him in your room at the bunker watching Lilo & Stitch. That was one of the many things you loved about Castiel. He was always happy to watch endless amounts of Disney movies with you. Whenever you were lucky enough to get Sam and Dean to watch one it wasn’t without a series of complaints. But Cass never complained. Not once. He even seemed to enjoy them most of the time, and you for sure as hell enjoyed the time you got to spend with him.
All to soon the end credits began to role and you snuggled further into Cass’ side, letting them play out. “So Cass, what’d ya think?”
i'm gonna be using that "i think it's obviously liam isn't it?" everytime some larrie thinks a gifset is about larry when in reality it's about lirry or lilo lmao. Actually, i'm gonna be using that for everything
[manip of louis and harry] “wow louis is so in love with harry!”
[another manip of louis and harry] “harry looks at louis with so much love in his eyes!”
“who’s the kindest and most wonderful human in the world?”
“who is criminally underappreciated and will blow away everyone once he releases his solo music?”
“who is insanely talented and doesn’t nearly get enough credit for literally anything he does?”
People make a big deal about who tops or bottoms in a fic but for me it's who is best friends/roommates (Zouis, always gotta have Zouis). (And Narry.) (And Ziam should be the side ship.)
YES YES YES I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT.
zouis friendship is so important to me in fics. like it’s not /necessary/ but i always feel like the dynamic is missing when it’s not there. because no matter what u believe happened, zouis’s dynamic was Iconique. so. i gotta have zouis. AND LILO. narry can go either way for me because the n*rries kind of… tainted it. lol. but lirry is good. and i really like side ziam BUT side ziall is also Tragically Underrated like where is the justice for ziall? lol
Stop attacking other people for looking different than the character they’re dressed up as! We need to be nice and accept one another! ‘Cause in the end, we’re all just a bunch of nerds, looking to have fun, right?
I am now aware of my mistakes so I changed Virgo and Capricorn’s songs if I’m correct. The movies The Prince of Egypt and Spirit are in fact works of DreamWorks and not Disney. Thank you to those to pointed them out. If there are anymore mistakes in any of my posts, please notify me so I can fix them. I’m not an expert on anything so please be aware of that.