“Actually, I’m not perfect or even better than the others. But if we are sure that we are doing what we love and really want to be successful, we could definitely be! I believe in the quote When there’s a will, there’s a way.” Hamburger Magazine, April 2016 [trans]
my heart’s a stereo (and this melody is meant for you) , by @girlwiththefeels:Louis Tomlinson, an ex-boybander now stuck in the rut of a
comfortable has-been, gets the chance to resuscitate his career when a
pop star asks him to write a duet for her highly-anticipated comeback
album. Through a chance encounter, he finds a quirky lyricist in Harry
Styles, the curly-haired baker and former writer with an above-average
sense of rhyme and inexplicable interest in personal questions.Or:
the Music & Lyrics AU that no one asked for, in which Louis is Hugh
Grant, and Harry is Drew Barrymore, and the slow burn is (hopefully)
worth the wait.
Larry Music&Lyrics AU (112k) :
aka ex boyband Louis trying to write a song for Taylor Swift come back, and baker!Harry. It’s absolutely perfect, it’s actually really better than the movie tbh. No smut and a bit angsty!
, by @cherrystreet: Harry is in the army and Louis is back in New York. Together, they
get through Harry’s six month leave by sending a series of letters back
and forth. They’ve done it before, and they can do it again.—
AU (16k). god it’s so great; Military!Harry and love letters are my new
weakness. this is so fucking perfect. A bit angsty. Maybe you gonna
cry. But wow.
- Move On Back To Me, by @deadsupremacy : Louis Tomlinson had moved on, made a new life for himself in
London as a successful solicitor, so why now did his past have to
resurface after all this time. Despite the years that have gone by, a
ridiculous growth spurt and an obnoxious man bun, he would still be able
to recognise Harry Styles anywhere, even if it just so happened to be
in his office’s kitchen making tea. A lawyer AU, featuring
reluctant case partners, hurt feelings, a footie team that can’t seem to
catch a break and a misunderstanding, but ultimately a plan for love to
win out, along with the help of some good friends.
Larry ex to lovers - Lawyers AU (41k) : nice fic with a lot of misunderstandings, some angst, and smut (kind of share that)
, by @alivingfire : When Harry was sixteen, he reached out for someone,
help him through the hardest days of his life. When Louis was eighteen,
he answered. While they didn’t know each other’s names or faces or lives
at all, really, it didn’t stop them from falling a little bit in love.
when Harry moves to Manchester for uni two years later, he meets a boy
in a bookshop named Louis and wonders why it all feels so easy.Or: two
boys, two blogs, two years of anonymous messages, and a bookshop where
it all comes together.
Larry Tumblr Au (21k) ; Very nice fic, probably my new fav tumblr AU ! ! TW about bullying (mention) ,and no smut.
in this tire swing
amortentialarry: There’s a crunching sound disturbing the silence, drawing
closer. Louis keeps his eyes closed, determined to hold onto the peace
that’s hanging in the air of his childhood home. The snap of leaves
underfoot continues, and Louis quietly murmurs, “Mum, please, I’m trying
to enjoy my afternoon.”“It’s uh, not your mum.”-or, the one where louis
comes back after moving away and harry has got new boots.
Larry BFF to lovers AU (2.2k) : cute story about a lost friendship … no smut.
survivors of the wild
, by @bambiharrie: A dragon rider AU where Harry trips into being a rider and
Louis is his badass mentor. Turns out, dragons love napping, long walks
on the beach, and rolling their eyes.
Larry Dragon AU (46k) : it’s been a long time since I read a Dragon AU ! This one is good, funny, smutty (kind of share that) and the story is great !
Four Houses Away , by @greyish-sky : “Hey, Ash. What are you doing here?”“Lucy went grocery
shopping and I thought we could play FIFA?” Ash blinks his big, green
eyes. “I’m tired of playing alone and Daddy said you used to play with
him?”Harry told his son about—again, it doesn’t mean anything. “He told you I beat him every time?”Ash laughs. “Yeah. He said he sucked.”“I don’t have an Xbox, though. You’ll have to bring yours.”Ash
does a little victory dance and starts running. Louis stops him before
he reaches the stairs. “I need to call your dad. D’you know his mobile
number?”“He made me memorize it.”That’s so Harry. Louis fishes his phone out and hands it to Ash. He types his dad’s number and starts running away. “Don’t run!”Ash jogs. Or, having Harry back in his life wasn’t in Louis’ to-do list.
Larry single dad Harry and ex-friends to lovers AU (23k) : very nice fic, with photographer!Louis (love the idea), single dad!Harry . Notion of a bad ex relationship (hello Nick) and of a divorce, it’s cute and smutty (bottom Harry).
Just Think of Me As The Pages In Your Diary
, by @taggiecb:
Harry, and Louis’ friends set up a blind date and they hit it up pretty
well when they first meet, immediately planning a second date. But then
their friends asked them why they didn’t go on their respective dates,
and it turns out that Harry was not Louis’ blind date, and vice versa.
They don’t know that the other person knows that though, so they just
kind of awkwardly go on dates while falling for each other.
Larry blind dates AU (10k) : so blind date with a twist, and funny because of how they keep things hidden from their friends. Bottom Louis for the smut.
But seriously, are we really comparing the sadistic alien/extra-universal being that murdered his leader(s) cause he didn’t like them, beat one of his own allies almost to death for unintentionally messing with his plans, which said ally had no knowledge of in the first place, and maliciously emotionally abusing and torturing the 13 year old protagonist with some of the most ruthless backstabbing I’ve seen(and then he just twists the proverbial knife in) simply because he could and it was fun.
To the ~14 year old kid that’s been raised as a soldier and conditioned all his life to near mindlessly obey orders, and was derived of a proper childhood and/or family, all of which has left him more than a bit messed up in the head and believing that he can’t exist outside of them. Yet he still retains the desire to be friends with the protagonist and help him save his closest friend and keep them out of the conflict, even though he should be turning said friend over to his superiors.
Because, aside from both characters working for the antagonist group, befriending the protagonist and then having said secret exposed, I’m not seeing how Sora is a ‘ripoff’ of Vector.
Sora has a chance to be redeemed, Vector had to die before that happened.
When Cecil said that Carlos was imperfect, and that was even better than being perfect, it took a huge load off Carlos, who had actually been incredibly stressed for quite some time about how perfect Cecil seemed to think he was and how he felt the need to live up to that. He never told Cecil he had felt that way.
Why do people assume ‘canon’ pairings are always perfect and better than the 'non canon pairings’. Actually most canon pairings in this manga are shit, boring and most of them have no development they just seem like they’re just 'there’ half of the time.
Cole: “Babe have you seen my tie?” Cole asked as he ran around your apartment, frantically searching for his tie. You look up from your laptop and ask “Which one?” he runs past you, only one shoe on and almost slipping.
“The blue one!” he exclaimed, holding on to the table to stop himself from falling. You giggled and went into your room. You pulled out his tie from the closet and hold it out of the door, dangling it.
“This one?” he cheers and runs over to you as you step out of the room. His hair was slightly disheveled, it actually made him look better than the perfect quiff he did an hour ago. “Here, let me.” you say, tying his tie for him.
You heard him mumble to himself, shifting from one foot to the other. “Babe, calm down. They’ve seen pictures of you and I’ve told them how amazing you are. They’ll love you.”
“That’s what every girlfriend says before the night ends in disaster.”
“Well, I’m not like every other girlfriend now am I?"
He shrugs, thanking you as you finish with his tie and dashing off to find his other shoe.
You smile at his nervousness and get ready yourself. Before you knew it, you were both standing on your parents’ doorstep. He started fidgeting with his hands, shuffling uncomfortably.
"You’re usually so confident.” you say nonchalantly, lacing your fingers with him to calm him down.
“This situation is different.” he says, chewing on his bottom lip. You kiss his cheek just as your parents open up the door. His breath hitches and he stands up straighter. “Good Evening, Mr. and Mrs. (Y/L/N). It’s nice to meet you.” he says, you feel his palm sweating just a bit.
Your father glances at you briefly before clapping one big hand on Cole’s shoulder. “We made chili dogs.” he said, pulling both of you in with a smile.
Dana: You were resting on your bed, listening to music before you heard the doorbell. Today was the day that Dana would meet your parents. You were nervous for him because your parents were very inquisitive.
Okay they were also overprotective but you didn’t tell Dana that. The poor boy was already nervous as it is.
Your parents were actually mad at you when they found out that you got a boyfriend without them knowing. After hours of convincing, they asked to meet him. It was better than asking him to stop dating you.
You couldn’t think of anything worse than that.
“I’ll get it!” you shout just so you can reassure Dana first without your parents intimidating him first hand. You run over to the front door, opening it to a smiling Dana.
“You ready?” you ask as you hug him. He nods on your shoulder, straightening his shirt. He didn’t wear a snapback today, just a simple beanie that hid the curly hair that you love so much. “Ready as I’ll ever be. It kinda sounds like I’m taking an exam.”
“The price you pay for dating me.”
“I’d pay it anytime.” he says, smiling at your blush.
“You must be Dana.” a shadow went over you and you saw your dad with his arms crossed. Dana smiled nervously, sticking his hand out shakily. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir. An honor.” he said, regaining composure.
Your dad shakes his hand firmly, gesturing towards the kitchen table where your mom sat. “Why don’t you take a seat.” He turned to you. “Go and do your homework, sweetie. We’ll call you later.” You hesitated before nodding, squeezing Dana’s arm for one last reassurance before bounding back up the stairs.
Before going up, you swear you heard him gulp.
David: David sat nervously on the couch, eating his food slowly. You sat beside him, constantly checking if he’ll have a stroke. “Your cooking is phenomenal, Mrs. (Y/L/N).” Your mom smiled at him sweetly.
“Why thank you dear.” she said and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Oh and please call me (Y/M/N). Mrs. makes me feel old.” David smiled at her and nodded.
You were watching a few re-runs of basketball games, with your dad and David exchanging a few conversations. You had no idea what they were saying, mainly because you never watched sports but you smiled nonetheless. David was so nervous that your parents wouldn’t like him that he had to change his shirt 5 times before he settled on the first.
“So son, how long have you two been…” your dad gestured the two of you and you refrained yourself from answering for him. Your dad didn’t like that. “5 months, sir.” he said, setting his plate on the coffee table.
“And I’ve been very happy.” you add, smiling up at David who smiled back. Your dad scanned you both and nodded, returning his attention to the basketball game. David glanced at you in worry and you squeezed his hand reassuringly.
Throughout the rest of the night, he was way more relaxed and your parents may have already accepted him in the family.
Gabe: The table was silent except for the hitting of utensils on plates and it was killing you. Your parents already asked Gabe all the essential questions but they still didn’t seem convinced of him. You glanced at him worriedly and you noticed he was also fidgeting slightly.
Once the dishes were put away, your parents sent you up to your room. That’s what you dreaded the most. Were they going to ask him to stop dating you? Were they going to ask him to stop seeing you at all? Your heart thumped in your chest at the thought.
After waiting a few minutes, you sneaked out of your room and hid by the stairs. You clutched the intricate designs on the banister tightly, your knuckles whitening the more you listened.
“Look son, our daughter deserves more.”
“It’s not that we don’t like you. You seem charming.”
“It’s just that… you’re not good enough."
You felt the tears brim your eyelids. This was it. You were never going to see Gabe again. Before you could run to your room and let it all out, he heard the scraping of a chair on the floor and you tried to sneak a peak.
"With all due respect sir and ma'am. I love your daughter.” You let out a silent sob at that statement. “And I would do anything for her. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me since IM5 and I fall a little bit in love with her everyday. I know what you’re going to say, we’re too young for love.
"But that’s the magic of our relationship. Despite what we’ve been through and my conflicting schedule, I still manage to love her in more ways than one.
"I will not ask for another chance. I will not ask anything of you because if you do not recognize how happy your daughter and I have been since getting together, then you have no right to say what love is.”
You felt your tears fall down your cheeks after his little speech. You had to cover your mouth with the sleeve of your cardigan, afraid that your voice would betray you.
After a few agonizing minutes, you heard your father laugh and stand up. “That was a test, son.”
“We wanted to make sure if you would go through great lengths for our baby girl.” you heard your mother’s voice thick with tears.
“Go on up those stairs and prove us right.”
That was your cue and you ran back to your room. Once he went it, you launched yourself at him and sobbed on his shoulder. “I love you, Gabe.” you felt his smile on your head and kissed you sweetly.
Will: “Let me help you with the dishes, ma'am”
“How nice of you, Will.”
Your mother gave you an impressed look from behind Will’s back and you smiled widely. So far, the night was going smoothly. Will has been a total gentleman all throughout and you couldn’t help but internally squeal at it.
You let your mom and him bond over the dishes as your dad and you clear the table. “He is a fine man, Y/N.” your dad whispers in your ear and you nod at him. You saw Will look at you over his shoulder. You waved at him as he waved back with a gloved hand.
After all the cleaning was done, you all went into the living room where your mom immediately started showing Will your baby pictures. “And this was when she pushed a little boy down the slide and Shakey’s.” she pointed towards one of the pictures where the moment of you pushing that boy was captured perfectly.
“Did you just say Shakey’s?” Will asked, looking at the picture more closely. “Why yes! That sweet kid actually apologized to Y/N instead of vice versa.”
“Well he was the one being a pussy about it! If he didn’t want to go down the slide, then don’t climb it in the first place.” you said matter-of-factly. Will looked at you and the picture repeatedly, a small smile forming.
You tilted your head slightly, looking at him with a confused expression. “What? Yeah I know, what the heck happened?” you said putting in air quotes to emphasize your statement. “No… It’s just.”
He coughed and laughed at the same time, causing your entire family to look at him now. “That little boy was me.”
Your jaw dropped at that and he smiled down at the picture. “We met earlier than I thought.” he said, tracing the edges of the picture fondly. Your mother saw this and took the album from him. She carefully pulled the picture out and gave it to Will.
“You can have it.” Will looked at her incredulously, taking the picture with shaking hands. “Do you mean it?” he asked and your mom just rolled her eyes at him.
“Just take it, son. It’s a good reminder.” your dad said, clapping his shoulder.
“Yeah, a reminder of our first meeting. And how much of a crybaby you were.” you said, bumping shoulders with him. He pouted at you at that and you laughed. He turned towards your parents.
“I don’t want to date your daughter anymore, I think she hates me."
You hug him in response, the smile on his face indicating that he forgives you.
I haven’t been up to witchy stuff lately, but my interest in tarot finally won. It’s kinda hard for me to buy a deck, so I’ve decided to make one myself! It’s a shit ton of work, but I’m feeling really positive about it since I’ll be really close to my deck and hopefully understand it fully. 5/78 are done!