Okay so this is a little complicated and I’ll do my best to explain.
It’s a crossover between Be More Chill and Dear Evan Hansen. Jeremy and Michael take the place of Evan and Connor and vice versa
I couldn’t decide whether they should keep whether they have glasses or not so I went with both.
I also couldn’t decide if it should be Michael on Jeremy’s cast or Boyf so I did both. That should explain all the minor differences. God, this is overly complicated.
or maybe it’s not and you all understand it and I wasted my time explaining it oh well
I may be mildly proud of my “#YouWillBeMoreChill” and it might’ve taken way too long to come up with a good name for “Be Less Forgotten” but with my friends, I was able to come up with that. (one suggested “Be less suicidal”)
Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.
Harry swallows hard, clearing his throat. “Hi Lou,” he says, looking at Louis reluctantly. He’s even more gorgeous than he remembers, so much, he feels uneasy looking directly at him, he’s so beautiful.
Louis looks at Harry, does a quick once-over and smiles, eyes so bright and blue—just how Harry remembers. “Harold!” He gets up out of his seat and embraces him into a warm hug. It’s a friendly platonic hug; one that ends way too soon. Harry wishes it would last longer so that he can breathe Louis in and memorize his new but somehow still familiar scent. It instantly leaves his body aching for more.
Harry returns to London after five years. Stuck in the past with “what ifs” and “what might have beens”, he sees that his friends and ex (and possible love of his life) Louis have all moved on with their lives while he finds himself questioning his own life choices, past and present.
Harry and Louis are strangers who share the drive from Chicago to NYC after college. They don’t have anything in common, don’t get along, and at the end of their trip, they’re both glad to say goodbye. During a chance meeting five years later, they find that nothing has changed, and they part ways expecting never to see each other again. Ten years after their first meeting, Louis and Harry meet once again, but this time they become friends. Eventually, things get complicated.
AU- After dying in an accident, Louis Tomlinson arrives in the Afterlife. Not Heaven and not Hell, Louis finds himself in Judgment City UK: a pristine city where the food and entertainment are divine and the newly departed must undergo a Review of their life on Earth to determine if they have lived a life worthy of advancement in the universe, or if they must be returned to Earth to be born again in a new body. On his first full day in the Afterlife, Louis meets Harry Styles, and the two have an instant connection. Over the course of their Reviews, they fall in love and begin to find that even though they didn’t know each other on Earth, they are nonetheless linked to one another in perfect ways. Both are hoping to move ahead in the universe together, but they are challenged with the threat of separation if one or both of them is sent back to Earth to be born again.
Okay but just imagine Akira having a teammate he always bickers with but as soon as he summons Arséne, the persona's like "Y'know the guy's got the fucking hots for you right?" #Arséneisultimatewingman
HSJAHFASHLKJ I HONESTLY HEADCANON THIS SO HARD like Arsène’s the reason they hook up in the first place and he’ll talk to S/O about Akira’s embarrassing habits and then the two gang up on Akira and just tease him RELENTLESSLY like it wasn’t bad enough that S/O was always butting heads with him but now the manifestation of his personality is tag-teaming with them. rip akiraArsène
and S/O are best buddies tbh. ^_~b
So here’s 3/5 and this time a lot of heavy emotions come out to play so yes I might be warning you to have a tissue handy.
As always enjoy and you can read it here or on A03
Last time in Chapter two….
1 Year Later…
“You’re not asking me to marry you?” she squeaked from the floor
of their shared home.
Oliver fell to his knees and wept openly, “Yeah baby I am…”
She gazed at him with tear filled eyes, “You wouldn’t be if I
Oliver shook his head ruefully then placed the ring box on the
ground between them, “When will you believe you mean everything to me?”
She sputtered as her palm flew to her stomach, “When I believe
that you only loved me…”
Twelve hours before…
She heard his knuckles lightly rapping on the bathroom door
while her forehead lay resting over the edge of the toilet seat. She grumbled
in misery, “I’m okay baby it’s just my stomach again…”
She heard his forehead inching down the door panes as he sighed
gently, “Honey please just cancel the lunch. It’s just mom, and the social
chair for the committee that they both want you to organize…”
Felicity’s insides churned violently as the acid from her
stomach coursed through her throat, she felt the burn before the stinging acid
bit along her tongue moments before it came falling past her pale lips. Her
body quivered as her stomach’s contents came up forcefully through her slight
form. Oliver pleaded gingerly, “Felicity please just cancel the lunch,
I’ll come home and we’ll go see Dr. Franklin.”
“No…” she winced as the bile lingered in her raw
throat. “You have the board member meeting today…”
“So you’re more important than that!” he protested
She let her body shudder in agony before her forehead once again
fell over the seats rim. “I love you for that baby I do but I’ll just have
mom take me okay?” she whined weakly as her stomach once again began to
She heard his gruff, “I’d rather be with you,” through the
closed, thin door. She smiled slightly and called out, “I’d rather be with
She could hear his smile when he quickly replied, “I’ll
call you around 2 for an update baby…”
“I’ll make sure the phones not on vibrate,” she replied before
she heard his footsteps along their homes grey laminate floors.
“I love you,” he called out quickly before he knew she’d no
longer be in earshot.
She screamed back, “I love you too,” before she let herself
fall backwards into the comforting embrace of the cool, bathroom tiles. Her
body’s tensed muscles eased the moment her spine felt the cold air from the
ceiling vents brushing over her heated skin. She placed her hands over her
stomach and growled towards the offending body part, “What the hell is
wrong with you?”
Her stomach burped and gurgled but did nothing more in reply.
She scoffed emptily and crossed her legs while her back remained on the floor.
She heard the drip from the bathroom sink, she heard her downstairs neighbor’s
blaring stereo system through the floors, and she even felt the vibration from
the loud beat as she wondered aloud, “Could this be more than the
She gave herself a mental quiz…which ended up being her
wondering aloud to the bathroom walls. “Okay so when did we have
unprotected sex?” she first thought as the music below her back continued to
beat pleasantly along her elongated spine. Her first thought of course was the
shower but that was more than six weeks ago and she’d only been feeling unwell
for the past three days. She clicked her tongue along her lower teeth and drew
a calendar along her stomach. Her cycle tended to be a bit irregular so she
normally never really thought about when it started she just always knew that
She laughed to herself when she recalled the last time she’d
felt like this…
Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy. It only complicates things more when you blackmail Yoongi into pretending to date you, and neither of you can quite keep your feelings separate, no matter how much you try.
Yoongi flinched. It was bad enough
trying to make small talk with everyone at the table without some random person
from a different table tapping him on
the shoulder and talking to him too.
“What two?” He asked. He was fairly
sure he had never seen the person before, but they looked far too happy to see
him to be a stranger.
“You two!” The man said, and the
women he was sitting with squealed.
“Don’t tell me you don’t know?” She
“Do I want to?” Yoongi couldn’t
help it, he just wanted the day to be over—not because he wanted to get you
alone, or because he wanted to get to know you better (he couldn’t get to know
you in front of people who thought he already knew you so well) that would be
ridiculous. He was just tired.
“Yoongi, who’re your friends?”
Taehyung asked, drawing the rest of the table’s attention.
“Oh, we don’t know each other.” The
man said quickly, and Yoongi glanced over at you. You looked just as confused
as he felt, which was no help at all.
“We saw them on youtube.” The women
“You saw who?” You said, eyes wide.
“What kind of video?” Jungkook
“I’ll show you!” The women dug her
phone out of her purse, pulling up something on it before passing it over to
Yoongi. “It’s trending.”
There on the screen, you and Yoongi
sat at the baby grand piano playing “Heart and Soul.” Both of you were
laughing, nudging each other when one made a mistake. What caught Yoongi’s
attention though was the way you looked at him in the glances you sent his way.
He had seen them earlier, of course, but thought they were his imagination.
There was a sparkle in your eyes, and something so genuine in your smile. The
worst part was how he looked back at you.
The two of you looked like the
perfect couple—happy, loving, and comfortable with each other. The comments
were full of people saying that they wanted a relationship like that, and
asking “when are they going to get married?”
Yoongi wanted to leave. He wanted
to stand up and walk out of the restaurant, his job be damned. He could catch a
cab back to the airport and never see you again, delete your contact from his
phone and erase you from his mind.