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FIC REC FRIDAY

Hello friends!!! Its that time again.. here’s my favorite fics I’ve read this week. Enjoy!

the world was on fire (and no one could save me but you) by crookedlove 3k:

Harry is stressed and burnt out, and Louis is a thoughtful fiancé. They take a bath and it gets really sappy really fast.

Fake Tears and Garlic Bread by loueas 7.5k:

Louis is fed up of having to pay for his food and decides to pretend he has been stood up by his “date” in order to blag himself a free meal, Harry is the clueless romantic dragged into the equation, Zayn and Liam think Louis is an idiot, and Niall just really loves garlic bread.

Baby I’m Hypnotized by You by hickeystyles 14k:

Hypnotist AU where Louis and Harry are best friends and Harry moans out Louis’ name on stage at a hypnotist show and Harry doesn’t remember anything afterwards. Louis promptly has a nervous breakdown. Harry is oblivious.

we’ve people to see (let’s put ‘em on hold) by smoothniallsmooth 6.5k:

 the one where louis has a bad morning but spends an entire ten minutes pressed against harry in a crowded subway train. it doesn’t turn out so bad.

Faking It by TheCellarDoor 46k:

Harry pretends to date his best friend to escape unwanted attention from a too insistent classmate and hopes it won’t blow up in his face. Featuring embarrassing dildo accidents, awkward boners, longing, first times, late night conversations, emotional discoveries and Niall as the exasperated friend with bad advice.

I RAN A PR TODAY!! 11:09 in the 3k. May not be super fast but it’s 27 seconds faster than my previous time. I went into the race excited, something I haven’t done in a very long time. I went into the race and told myself “I am going to run a PR.” I used to say “I hope I run a PR.” Or “I’m not really prepared so I hope it’s not awful.” Little things happened before the race where I normally would have panicked and thought well I guess I won’t run fast today. But I told myself that today was the day and it was going to be the break through I need to reach my potential. So 11:09 may not be a big jump, but it’s the first step and now it’s time to start building upon that. And I can’t wait!
-Courtney

Glow

This week’s prompt for the 52 Short Stories in 52 Weeks is:

A story about finding something that has been lost.” 

And more importantly, today is the beautiful and talented @foxerica‘s birthday! I hope you are having a fantastic day Erica, and I hope you enjoy this story!!! 

Ship: Derek/Lydia

Tags: future fic, getting together

Rating: Mature 

Words: 3K

[also on AO3] {join/check out our 52 in 52 challenge}


This is probably a bad idea.

Lydia knows she’s probably made worse decisions, but usually she’s just going along with someone else’s bad idea (and giving them hell for it along the way). This time, it’s all her.

It had started simply enough. A month ago she had been finishing up her dissertation, and she’d mentioned in the pack group chat that she needed to take a couple of weeks off from life once she was finished. She felt like something was missing, like the year of working tirelessly on her research had sucked the glow right out of her. Her hair was limp and her skin was dull and she just needed a break. The pack had all agreed, but most of them (with the exception of Scott) are done with school now, and couldn’t necessarily just take time off from their jobs on a whim to take a few weeks’ vacation with Lydia.

And then Derek had chimed in.

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light a fire, a flame in my heart - part 3

link to part 1

link to part 2

Liam thinks texting might actually be the devil. That, or the fact that he still can’t spell worth a damn. (3k)

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the night patrol, chapter two

chapter title: A Casual Evening Stroll
words: 3k
story summary: Ladybug and Chat Noir independently discover each others’ civilian identities, and start doing their own night patrols to secretly learn more about one another. In the process, they find themselves falling even harder for each other—but when they fight together, both feel compelled to pretend that they don’t know the truth. (lots of Marichat, lots of Ladrien, slow burn Ladynoir)

previous chapters: 1

a/n: First up: Marichat! Also, I just really like making sure Adrien eats well, the poor boy just wants to eat and I love feeding him lolol

AO3 | Fanfiction


It’s Monday night, which means that Chat Noir is out on patrol.

Though it’s an early autumn night, the wind has a subtle undercurrent of ice, and he shivers a little bit as he leaps across the rooftops of Paris towards his destination.

Even though Ladybug and Chat Noir have always made sure to share as few personal details as possible, they’ve always been aware that they’re both students, so they split night patrol duty—Chat Noir has Mondays and Thursdays, they do a joint patrol on Wednesdays, and Ladybug in in charge of Tuesdays and Fridays.

Chat Noir no longer remembers why they chose those specific dates, but both of them have gotten used to the cadence and the rhythm of the schedule, and there’s a certain comfort to knowing that he has a few hours to take in the night air, an escape from schedules and the restriction of life in the mansion as he scales the heights of Paris.

But tonight, there’s only one rooftop that Chat Noir is interested in scaling. He’s supposed to be in a different arrondisement than the one he’s in, but there’s a reason. His intention tonight is to patrol the area around 12 Gottlieb Road.

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Wise Men Say

by ThisChickIsOffTopic

the first time harry and louis said “i love you” to each other. discuss.
#and by discuss i mean i want a 3k essay on my desk by monday on the topic

Not quite 3k, so I accept whatever reduced grade I get.

Words: 1235, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



via AO3 works tagged ‘Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson’ http://ift.tt/1TbD8cE
The Blacker The Berry (Remix)

Kendrick said with his pen he’s the hypocrite of 2015
Well line up boys cause I’m the one for 2016
I’m white just like the moonlight that were wolves shed their skins in
I’m ashamed of these white people who I no longer believe in
So many problems, violence is on the rise inthe hood, depression under his hood, and love isn’t understood
Either we push em down or become friends
And what message will either one send?
The answer is simpler
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but with a whimper
Our suburb life earns us 3k’s (KKK) on the daily
While black kids skin gets turned faintly
I’m ashamed of the Europeans I have to represent
The slave owners plantation seem to pick me to shreds
I’m guilty I bare the blood on my hands
From Martin, to Brown, to Gray this noose has got me in strands
The cross has been feeling like thorns pressing against my skin
While the Pharisees see me and I try to blend on in

The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry what do I do?

I said I own the plot call me white
Giving a bunch of pain cause we’re white
Put another in chains cause we white
Imagine now got stacks stacked high
I’m cracking up the whip scarring my eyes
But now we own every business on the block
We dooming them from the start cause we’re white
Remember this, we finished off the race on the block, just remember that

I’m the biggest hypocrite of 2016
Wait just a little while and I’ll try and convey what I mean
I mean it’s obvious, my success is due to my privilege
Killing everybody in the concrete jungle who is outside of the village
Church clothes sagging to show it’s weight
Bringing me all the way to hell for God’s sake
Break out the chains and bling
Is it still 1965 cause I’m seeing the exact same thing
But tilt to the mirror you start to notice some irrational thought
That this battle is a white on black war
This sinful cynicism of people is causing a schism
My dad probably going to hate this song so give me criticism
These white problems that don’t involve any shooting
But if I acknowledge them will Black Jesus make me feel like I’m Judas?
Why do I have to apologize for the sins of my ancestors
When this generation is still trying to find its message?
We understand the struggles in your battle
And we young-ins are trying to help without hating our skin pallet
Just give us some time we’ll figure it out
And white people dont think I’m chewing you out
But if I have to hear one more slur of hate I’m just gonna put a gun in mouth
BLOWH

The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry the more bitter the juice
The whiter the berry what do I do?

I said I own the plot call me white
Giving a bunch of pain cause we’re white
Put another in chains cause we white
Imagine now got stacks stacked high
I’m cracking up the whip scarring my eyes
But now we own every business on the block
We dooming them from the start cause we’re white
Remember this, we finished off the race on the block, just remember that

I am the biggest hypocrite of 2016
When you finish listening you’ll probably drop off of my team
This plot is bigger than me, it’s generational hatred
But I still have high hopes for this generation
I’m white just like roses when they bloom
And if the shoe fits I’ll give you the boot
You hate me don’t you?
You hate my gramps hate, you hate my culture?
That my ancestors benefited from your ancestors drive
And ironically now none of you can get a job?
It’s moronic in these phonics I don’t even know what the heck I’m saying
Am I telling the truth or am I really hating?
This as blunt as it gets, you think I’m racist but I digress
But I’m not an outsider nor an outsider looking in
I’m in the middle of this fucking race war, and I don’t know who’s banner I’m waving
But while I’m trying to call my Caucasian brothers to action
My parents say this divides us up like fractions
I’m pimped like the butterfly straight out of the cocoon
Always seem to be salvaging for hate like a raccoon
But no matter my position I will suffer some sort of loss
Either my hood brothers or blood brothers will have me at fault
But how could I say that I’m for my black dawgs?
When I don’t even try to go and march for the cause!
Hypocrite!

hairyyy0 asked:

Hands down my favorite ladybug fic is "Home isn't four walls it's a heartbeat" by OrionPax over on AO3. It's basically a one shot about 3k long. I wish there were more chapters, But it always warms my heart.

I read it and I want MOAR


-Mod Asky