but i've had this short story in my head for awhile

theoryofeventually  asked:

I've been looking for good Darry fics but come up short do you had any suggestions?

yes absolutely and i apologize to the anon who had asked the same thing ages ago, i had completely forgotten to post the list! 

i’ll also throw in a small blurb about it. Sorry if the blurbs are kind of drab xD I don’t want to give anything away


Long Fics:

Bond: A must read for literally any drarry fan. I’m not even kidding. This is popular, and it’s amazing.

Forced ‘marriage’ bond? Draco and Harry? Stuck together? A trope that we’re all familiar with, but this is good. A hogwarts-setting fic. 

Must Love Quidditch: I will never not love this fic

Harry and Draco are both on this anonymous dating site where they stumble upon each other and…well, the story goes on from there.

Starts With a Spin: Mind the smut!

This is a sweet mix of smut and fluff. It all starts with a spin the bottle game and then escalates! It’s not just smut, and it’s a very sweet story!

Mental: more tropes xD

a ligilimens spell gone wrong, and now both draco and harry can hear each other in their heads! they’ve got to deael with that!

Get some: Er, i know i read this once and i remembered liking it but i don’t really remember what it was about.

the given blurb though is that Harry has had enough of all this attention, so he latches onto the one person who won’t bother him with the potter name

Tempus Fugit: *screaming because of this brilliant fic*

Harry and Draco get sent to their future, where they’re apparently together! They’ve got to deal with that as well as finding a way to get back home.

It’s Not A Love Potion: mind the smut? Same deal, i rememebr reading and loving, but forgot.

Blaise gives Draco ‘not a love potion.’ Okay but seriously i remember really liking this fic. read it.

Changing of the Guard: xD I’m currently rereading this!

Harry’s in charge of a company that gives people ‘strangers’ and Draco wants to get disowned since his parents won’t accept the fact that he’s gay. He hires Harry’s services and..well!

Secrets of the Forbidden Broomcloset:  nice nice nice

Everyone thinks Draco’s gay. He wants to prove them wrong. Even with harry’s help!

Reparations: ohhhhhygod

anything by this author is perfection. Draco’s a healer and so is Harry, and they work inthe same hospital, and just…it’s so sweet and cute.

Turn: THIS IS ANOTHER MUST-READ FOR DRARRY FANS

This story had me clutching at my heart. I’m not even joking. This hurt me. Harry gets a glimpse of what his life would be like if he had saved Draco instead of hurt him. 
plzreadthisthisisamazingsoamazing

The List: oh lord this one

this is a cancer fic. or at least, an illness fic. Harry has the illness. He’s kinda ooc but at the same time…it’s brutal and it’s painful. 

Fics With Their Kids:

Marathon: xD i recently finished this 

Harry saved Scorpius’ life and so now Draco owes him a life debt. Can he help fix the relationship between Harry and his own kids while still sweeping the man off his feet

Learn To Love: Awww this one was sweet

It has Scorpius and Teddy, and Harry is Scorp’s teacher in primary school, where he meets Draco. 

There’s a pureblood custom for that: another sweeet one!

It’s been awhile since i read this but i believe it has Harry saving Scorpius and Draco fro public humiliation and they owe him a debt, and apparently there’s a custom for everything that happens between the one paying a debt and the one receiving it. 

Short fics:

At Your Service: This is such a great fic

it’s short and sweet, and something strange has happened to the school ever since the war! and Draco’s most likely the source of the problems. 

A Portrait of the Artist: short and hilarious

Draco’s a journalist, Harry’s an artist. Draco’s doing an interview. Harry’s art…….sucks.

The Standard You Walk Past: this one was so adorable i loved every minute of it!

an 8th year fic, Draco and Harry are forced to room together…and Harry sleepwalks. Draco has to reluctantly deal with it!

Right Hand Red: hehehe this was cute

It starts off with a game of twister!

Side Along: I finished this shortie last night xD

For some reason, whether by floo, by knight bus, by broom, or b apparattion, Draco always finds a way back into Harry’s living room! *little smut near the end.


alright, i swear to god i’ve read more especially more short fics however i really can’t remember them and i didn’t bookmark many of them. But the long fics should satiate you enough since they’re..well, long. 

If i do remember any more, i’ll make a new list xD and in the meantime, i hope you all enjoy/have enjoyed these fics that i as well love!

museme87  asked:

I LOVED all the drabbles you posted over at AO3! The head!canon of Jesus hitting the clubs is just, yes. I've had that as my personal head!canon for awhile now, and I was so pleased to see it written a little into fic! I've often wanted a fic where Jesus/Aaron/Eric are all talking about previous clubbing experiences before, and Daryl (stuck in the car with them) is just totally wtf. A Gay Squad head!canon, if you will lol.

1) Thank you so so much!

2) I tried.


Daryl was going to do it. He wasn’t a fucking coward and he was going to say something. Being gay was fine now, there was no reason to be afraid of saying something, coming out.

So Daryl was going to.

It was fine. Besides, the other three men in the car liked dick, too. This should be easy, a practice round for when other people inevitably found out—Carol and Maggie and shit, Rick.

Hell, Daryl’d known Eric and Aaron for almost two years, they’d probably already guessed. They weren’t really the point, though.

Jesus was the point. For reasons he didn’t care to examine too closely, Daryl wanted Jesus to know.

Jesus, sitting there with his hair in some kind of knot on top of his head, bright eyes crinkled with laughter at Eric’s story about some gay bar they’d both been to in D.C. Must have been a pretty sleazy joint; Daryl felt his eyebrows climbing higher and higher as they talked. Apparently Eric had been kinda wild before settling down, but Aaron didn’t seem to mind. He was laughing even harder than Jesus.

Some of the details made Daryl want to bail out of the car and take his chances walking to Oceanside. He knew his ears and neck were bright red; Jesus kept glancing at them.

After what felt like an eternity, Eric’s story about watermelon-flavored lube, two drag queens, and a runaway groom with a limousine finally wound down. Seizing the moment, Daryl stuttered out, “Weren’t stuff like that where I’m from.”

Beside him, Jesus just smirked and shook his head. “Daryl, I assure you gay people lived in rural Georgia, too. We blend in pretty well when we aren’t out clubbing in rainbow gear and stilettos.”

Daryl willed himself to spit it out. Say it. Fucking say it. “I know. I blended in, too.”

Eric broke in, “He didn’t mean it like that.”

Jesus shrugged, sitting back a little. He threw a half smile at Daryl. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s stop talking about our misspent youth, though, or Daryl’s ears will be permanently dyed red.”

“Jesus,” Aaron admonished softly.

Desperately, Daryl spoke over him. “Just meant there weren’t bars like-”

“I’m sure there were-”

“Nah,” Daryl interrupted, going for broke. “Not near me. Not when I was young.”

Silence filled the car. Daryl would have liked to look at Jesus’s expression, but found he suddenly couldn’t move his eyes from the window. The coast flew by unseen.

“Did you… check?” Aaron asked carefully.

“Yeah,” Daryl replied, still looking out the window.

The awful silence returned, and for a second Daryl would have given his right arm to go back in time, even if it meant enduring Eric’s raunchy story again.

Then Jesus piped up, “Well that’s a damn shame. We’re going to fix this.”

Nonplussed, Daryl turned to look at the man beside him. Jesus was smiling and his eyes were kind. His voice, though, was very insistent. “Oh, you heard me, Dixon. When we get back to Alexandria you’re getting the full gay bar experience. We’ll get Tara in on it, maybe find some lasers, a fog machine…”

“We can all wear something naughty? Fishnet shirts and short shorts?” Eric said, turning fully around in the front seat to face Daryl with a grin. Aaron sent him a quelling look, the effect somewhat spoiled by his own soft smile.

The image of Jesus in that getup crossed his mind and Daryl thought his ears might actually catch fire. “No. Fuck no.”

But Jesus was nodding along. “Exactly! It’ll be fun. I’ll make Slippery Nipples-”

“Make what?” Daryl asked, aghast.

“It’s a cocktail. And we’ll dance to Madonna.”

Daryl stared in horror and Jesus cracked up, doubled over with his hands covering his face.

Christ. The little shit was fucking with him. “You’re such an asshole.”

“I really am,” Jesus agreed with a cheerful wink. “But not as much as this one guy I hooked up with at this club in L.A., let me tell you, the sex was ah-mazing but when I woke up the next morning…”

Daryl cringed and blushed the whole time, but couldn’t stop himself from chuckling as Jesus described waking up on the beach covered in glitter and missing his car keys.

anonymous asked:

Hello I am also creeping into your ask box. So, I've fallen out of writing for the past few years but I really want to pick it up again. I fell out of it because I didn't like my work anymore and I had a huge motivation problem. However, I'm now older and want to get back into helping contribute to fandoms, creating, and connecting. But, I don't know how. See, I have a lot of ideas but I'm not sure if I can write it the way I want and keep up with it. Any advice? Also how do you plan without RC?

Hi there! Thank you for creeping~

You know, I’ve had long spells where I go ages without writing much, too. I think right now is probably the most dedicated I’ve ever been to writing, honestly. And it’s a great feeling, but of course, it’s not one that can happen all the time – creativity does go in cycles, the way you feel about your writing isn’t always consistent. Sometimes it makes you just not want to write, like what you’ve experienced. 

But now that you want to get back into it, I wonder if you’re too concerned with the pitfalls of the future, instead of focusing on what you want to do right here and now. 

If you want to write at this very moment, try not to worry about everything going the way you want it to go, or keeping up with it. A lot of the time, I start off wanting to write a story one way, and by the end, it’s an entirely different story. And I look back at my outline or first draft and am like “what in the seven hells happened here???” Literally 9 times out of 10 I start off saying, “This will be short!” And then several months and fifty thousand words later…….. (you have HOTJ)

That’s not always a bad thing. Often, what you end up with is better than what you started out writing – because you gain perspective as you go. And sometimes I do get totally stuck because a story isn’t materializing the way I want it. In that case, this is where it becomes useful to have a lot of ideas. Start working on another one. See where that takes you – maybe you’ll end up finishing that second idea instead, or maybe working on something else will help you store up enough creative energy to forge yourself a path on that first stalled idea. 

When it comes to keeping up, take a deep breath and r e l a x. Your deadlines as a fan creator are your own, so utilize that freedom. Try and remember you are doing this because you love it. My advice here would be: write a whole story from start to finish. Or write a couple one-shots – have material stockpiled. Then work on new things while you still have those to post. It may alleviate some of your stress about posting schedule (as it does for me). When I first started writing for this fandom, my laughably lofty goal was to post a fic or fic chapter every weekend – that fell apart pretty fucking fast, let me tell you. And at first, yes, I did stress about it a lot. But I realized that the more important thing than sticking to my own self-imposed schedule was the fact that I wanted to write and I had so many ideas to write about. When they end up fully realized on paper, or when they get posted, is another story. 

The thing is, you’ll never know until you actually start writing. So, don’t worry so much any more about what might happen. Start talking to people, other fans and writers, now. You don’t have to Be A Writer to talk to other writers. And just, open up a new doc. Start your outline. I can promise you it will feel better than not writing at all.


In regards to your second question, how do I plan without RC and Ellie – a lot of my non-collab ideas tend to crash their way into my brain and suddenly it’s like, I HAVE TO WRITE THIS IMMEDIATELY which is why I am always writing like 4 stories at once and it takes me forever to actually finish anything. Typically, during these early stages, Ellie and RC are like “Essieeee” and “what about your other three stories you are supposed to be finishing” and “remember how you told us not to let you do this again” 

*WAVES HAND* WHATEVER. So, at this point, I usually view it as my sworn duty to convince them that my New Idea is Good and that it Must Be Written. I start actively brainstorming at them, until they finally break and agree with me and then I just start writing. So basically, some ideas, I start off brainstorming with them, but others simmer in my head for awhile before I unleash them. I tend to brainstorm out loud, a lot, which is how I come up with dialogue and individual scenes; I do this in the car, shower, wherever. Talking to yourself is, I find, very helpful. But I do usually need to talk through my ideas with someone else at some point though, unless they’re fairly short. 

Thank you for your questions!!! <3

anonymous asked:

I had a really embarrassing situation happen to me today: I've put on a bit of weight since I quit some meds that had the unfortunate side effect of eliminating my appetite. Unfortunately, I wore jeans that fit better when I was a bit skinnier, and while trying to climb a snowbank this afternoon, they tore. From mid-thigh up to my crotch, and up along the fly of my pants. So I had to walk, then bus, home while trying to hide the massive hole in my jeans. May I ask for a drabble to cheer me up?

hey anon! that sounds really embarrassing and i’m sorry that happened to you. i hope this cheers you up!

Derek and Stiles are friends now, and as much as Derek wishes they could be something more, he doesn’t want to make it weird. It took long enough for them to get here in the first place, from hating each other to reluctant allies to saving each other’s lives, and now they’re friends. Derek appreciates the few that he has, and wasn’t counting on being so lonely when everyone in the pack went their separate ways to college, but he’s surprised how excited he is when summer rolls back around and everyone is back in town again.

Stiles is taller, more confident, and has grown into his shoulders, and Derek takes a deep breath when he sees him for the first time since he left Beacon Hills. 

“Hey, buddy!” Stiles says warmly, giving Derek a hug.

Derek is careful not to let his touch linger. 

Stiles is full of stories about his classes, how pleased he was about getting into one upper division class, his new friends, and his newfound adventures in dating and hooking up. 

“Dude, I totally have a few friends who also live nearby! Like in Beacon Heights, man, hella close. So looking forward to keeping in touch,” Stiles says, a wistful look in his eye. Derek gets the feeling Stiles is interested in one of these people. He’s not jealous. Not really. Derek knows Stiles was on the semester system, and got out of school earlier than most of his friends, and that Scott is still studying abroad in Japan, with an extended plan to go traveling with Kira for awhile. 

Derek is okay with being the last option. At least he gets to spend time with Stiles. 

It’s been a week since Stiles has been back, and he’s come by the loft almost everyday, whether it’s to drag Derek out to a movie or to get him to go eat with him. It’s nice, Derek thinks, and he can buy Stiles popcorn and sit next to him in the theater, their hands almost touching. If this is all he’s ever going to get, he’ll be happy.

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verylarrylove  asked:

I'm going to share a story with you too. So I've shipped Larry for awhile, but on the DL, so my family knows nothing about it. But after new years my grandmother (she's 84) and I were talking about the NYE performances (she loves celeb gossip) (1)

(2) and she asked if Iknew the band 1D. I told her yeah, and she asked if any of them were gay. I said no, as far as we knew they were straight. That 3 had gfs and 1 was constantly linked to models and high profile celebs. “Harry and Taylor?”

(3) I said yeah, like harry and Taylor. Told her that he was kind of a player. She tsked and said he had kept smiling at the “short curvish one” that she’d thought he might have liked him. I laughed and she asked me to show her all the boys.

(4) we went through the first coupled Google images for each one, then a few ot5 pics so she could be sure she could tell the apart. Then she critiqued their fashion from the show and we moved on to other celebs. After a while she brought up harry

(5) she asked if he “really truly” was straight. I told her that as far as we knew, he was. He’d only ever had been publicly linked to females. She shook her head and said she could tell he wasn’t a player. She told me that he

(6) “looked at Louis so fondly! So many times! During one performance!” She then expressed how sad she thought that was, “it must be hard to be in love with your band mate who is oblivious to the fact that you are” at this point

(7) I couldn’t help myself any more, I told her that a lot of fans thought that harry and Louis were in a relationship and had been since the band started, she squealed, literally squealed and grabbed my arm. She was so excited by the possibility

(8) of harry and Louis being together, that it wasn’t just harry pining after Louis. She asked me what I thought, I said yeah, I’d seen some pretty convincing things. After that she asked what convinced me, and I told her a few. The fond looks,

(9) that it wasn’t just harry who couldn’t control his fond face and of course the tattoos she asked what I meant by tattoos so I explained a couple to her, the ship and compass, the rose and dagger especially because it was so recent.

(10) Anyways, we spent a few more minutes talking about Larry before we moved on, and now whenever she sees anything 1D related on yahoo news (her favorite) she’ll ask me if its been confirmed yet. And that’s how my grandmother started shipping larry

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A GRANDMOTHER STORY!!!

I want to be her granddaughter, I want to be her best friend, I want to cook her dinner and make her a cuppa. She’s amazing!

This is one of the best stories I’ve read.

Thank you for sharing!

anonymous asked:

Have you got any tips that can make me feel a bit more positive about my height, as I'm 5'1 and almost positive I've stopped growing and all of my friends are around 5'8 and it's stupid, but I get really sad that I'm so small

Story time!

When I was in the 3rd grade, I was about the size of a kindergartener. My family initially thought that it was just because I come from a short family on both sides (all the females in my family are 5’1”), but it soon became apparent that it was something else. Turns out that my body doesn’t produce nearly enough growth hormones. I was put on growth hormones via a small shot every night for ~5 years. They stopped me when I was 5’1”, as that was the predicted height for me if my body’s hormones had functioned normally. I grew a tiny bit after, so now I’m 5’1.5”. 

Basically, what I’m trying to say is that I know that feel. When I was about a foot or two shorter than everyone in my grade, it became impossible to forget about my height. People would constantly remind me and call me “mini-me” and “pipsqueak”. It’s awful. You start to feel like there is something inherently lesser to being short. Fun fact: there isn’t.

Even still, it is hard to be 5’1”. You can’t see the tops of peoples’ heads. You sometimes have to stand on your tiptoes to hug people. It’s not “stupid” to be upset about this. Your feelings are perfectly valid, especially with society’s ridiculous body standards.

However, please remember that the average height for both men and women in the US is about 5’6”. You’re under half a foot shorter than average. And, if you’re AFAB, the average height for women is 5’4”. That’s only 3 inches.

Your 5’8” friends are quite a bit taller than average. So while you are shorter than average, please don’t feel like your friends are the “normal” height. 

I know it can be hard to accept your height. However, here are some things that can make you appear taller:

  • High heels (be careful with this one, as heels can cause spinal damage)
  • Boots with a thick sole
  • Big hair (because who doesn’t like big hair?!)
  • Posture (stand up straight and you’ll look taller!)

However, I urge you to learn to be comfortable with your height. There are all sorts of cool advantages to being short, like:

  • Being able to fit in small places
  • Naturally better at gymnastics and other similar sports
  • Being able to wear high heels and not look like a titan
  • Being really cute! Being cute is never a bad thing. For example, people will be unprepared for your inner wrath as you appear “adorable”. They will not be ready, so it is a perfect chance to STRIKE! Mwahahaha!

Honestly, people may notice your height at first, but after awhile, they’ll forget about it. They’ll just see you

You can have a very large presence without taking up very much space. Always remember that. Hold your head high and speak with conviction. Your height does not limit your possibilities. 

Bree