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Harry X Reader: Smut

In which Harry distracts you from your irrational fear of flying.

Request? Yes

Author’s note: This was inspired by a video that someone sent to me! Also, I’ve only flown twice, so let me know if I’ve got some wonky details.

This is not a first. You’ve flown plenty of times. In fact, you were just on a plane a week ago, but it never gets any easier. Now, you’re boarding a flight in New York City that’s meant to take you back to London.

“Oi! Careful, love,” Harry chides, gripping just above your elbow to keep you upright. You’ve stumbled over the entrance to the plane, embarrassingly enough. You blush and thank him quietly under your breath, continuing down the aisle to your seats. Slipping into the next to the window, you pull the shade down before tucking your bag under the seat in front of you. Harry slips in beside you and raises his eyebrows.

“Y/N, yeh don’ wanna see the view?”

You glare at him briefly. He knows how you get. Heights really aren’t your forte, and you have no desire to stare down at the Earth from hundreds of miles in the air. It’s bad enough knowing how far up you are without seeing it.

“Only jokin’, love. C’mon. You’re fine. Flyin’s not so bad.” He pats your thigh and grins, partly to comfort you and partly to tease you. He finds it funny and endearing how much you hate flying.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Can I ask what are your top fics of 2017 so far? The fics I've been reading for the past week(s) were all from 2015/16.. So I've been wanting to catch up with the new ones. :) Thanks looove

Oh shit, that’s a hard question ^^

(I’ll update this until the end of the year)(also this is mostly in chronological order of my reading)

- Fall At My Door , by @fullonlarrie : A-list actor Harry Styles and award-winning musician Louis Tomlinson have an acquaintances-with-benefits relationship, so whenever their busy professional lives happen to land them in the same city, they meet up. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement.And that’s all it is. Until it isn’t. (30k, E)

- Feels Like Coming Home , by @phd-mama​ : The last thing Harry Styles expects when he’s hanging out at the Someday Cafe in Somerville one rainy October day is for his ex, Louis Tomlinson to walk through the door, but that’s exactly what happens. After a spectacularly ugly break-up three years prior, Harry hasn’t heard one word from Louis, and he’s moved on. Gotten over him. But having Louis back in his life, not to mention working at the restaurant where he’s a chef, isn’t easy, and the feelings that Harry thought he’d left turn out to be not so easily forgotten. This is a story about love and the power of forgiveness, and how the hard choices we make define us, and change our lives. (60k, E)

- Saved Tonight , by objectlesson : Harry is the world’s most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis’s biggest fan. Louis hasn’t written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It’s probably destiny. (30k, E)

- Just Breathe , by @a-writerwrites and @dimpled-halo: Louis pops his head into the kitchen, “You alright?”Harry smiles shaking his head, “Just my clumsy arse at it again,” he says laughing.“I oughta put you over my knee and give you a good spanking,” Louis mutters, chuckling.Harry freezes.  His pulse races so hard he can feel the blood rushing fast and hot throughout his body, like a livewire, zinging through him in a delirious rush.  His mouth goes dry, and his eyes are wide.  And when Louis turns around to look at him after being silent for so long, it’s like Louis just knows.  He understands.  Harry loves him so fucking much.  **** OR the one where Harry and Louis are on a journey through life together — one that includes discovering dark, hidden parts of themselves that only the other can find. (50k, E)

- Then We Talk Slow , by @letsjustsee : (…) A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets. (20k, E)

- Riptide , by FlyingAlwaysInColor : AU in which Louis loses his amazing mum, and is sent on a forced holiday to a luxury spa resort where he meets a green-eyed butterfly-angel and an adventurous Irishman who help him start to heal by administering equal doses of love and laughter. (91k, E)

- Reduce Me To A Pleading Cry (Break The Skin and Tantalize) , by @taggiecb : As the CEO of Styles & Styles, Harry Styles cuts a brooding and handsome figure at the helm of a very successful business. His reputation for intensity is well known, but you would be intense, too, if you had to work numbers all day, give countless orders, and conduct endless meetings. When all you really want to do at night–ache to do–is give away the reins, let someone else make the decisions, be ordered around for once, just–let go. Harry has reached his breaking point when one touch from a man whose very stance commands attention leads him back to a place he thought he’d never return. Or Harry is a broody submissive boss, Louis is a natural dom who works in the mail room at Styles & Styles, Niall is a matchmaking oracle, and a slender, dark haired man stands mute at the coffee stand encouraging others to spill their secrets. (33k, E)

- Resist Everything Except Temptation , by @domestic-harry :   (…) The one where Louis is the commodore’s son who is forced to become a part of Harry’s crew when he is captured. (100k, E)

(more under the cut, this list is gonna be so long …)

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protective parental units

If Andrew ever wondered, back when he was a teenager, where he would end up in his thirties, it wouldn’t have been doing a school run. At all, never mind with his kid.

Life is unpredictable, it turns out.

On Thursdays he picks Kevin up from school after work and drops him at the local outdoor Exy court for practice. Neil will pick him up later on the way back from his own afternoon gym session with his teammates, which gives Andrew an hour or so to do nothing before he has to start dinner.

He’s been in for maybe twenty minutes watching something mindless on HGTV about redecorating kitchens when the buzzer goes off. Andrew isn’t expecting anyone and debates ignoring it for a moment, but then gets it anyway.

“Hi, Mister Minyard,” Jason, the doorman, says from the other end. “I’ve got a Tetsuji Moriyama here to see you?”

Well. That’s interesting.

“Send him up,” Andrew says, and hangs up.

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For my birthday I wanted to do a fic rec of fics that I love, so here’s 31 fics that you need to read if you haven’t already. (In no particular order.)

1.  When We Were Younger by waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee (dinosaursmate) @dinosaursmate
About a week after Harry started visiting this particular chat room, he was watching some kid argue with the whole room about football, personally disinterested as he tipped a bag of crisps into his mouth. He happily chomped on the crumbs, taking a swig from a glass of Ribena to wash them down, glancing at the screen and very nearly spat the squash back out again.
His heart was pounding wildly. The display icon of the argumentative newcomer had caught his eye, and not in a good way. He gulped as he clicked the picture, and when it popped up in full resolution, his heart nearly fell right out of his arse.
Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.

2. For Reasons Unknown by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer @suddenclarityharry @all-these-larrythings
Six years after dying, Louis is suddenly thrust back into the life he’d lost. Support Group is supposed to help him adjust to everything that’s changed but he finds the experience sadly lacking. Well, except there is one curly-haired lad that’s there too. He kind of makes it worth going.

3. Small Doses (Loving You It’s Explosive) by QuickedWeen @becomeawendybird
Louis Tomlinson finds himself at Vitality Fitness to try and turn his life around after having left his cheating boyfriend of four years. The gym’s owner, Liam, quickly becomes a good friend, but his right hand man is rude and dismissive from the get-go.
Louis and Harry continue to clash all while Harry is trying to move his way up the ranks in Manchester’s amateur boxing circuit, but they can’t seem to stay away from each other.

4. Nothin’ I Would Rather Do by lululawrence @lululawrence
“Louis,” Anne said sternly. “You know I have no problem with you working overtime if you need to, but I can’t have you running yourself ragged. At this rate you won’t have the energy or stamina to make it to the party yourself!”“I’ll be fine, Anne. I swear.”Her bright eyes sparkled as her smile turned a bit more coy and Louis knew immediately what was coming next.“I hope so, because you know, my son will be in town and coming to the party.”Louis froze. In all the months of her talking about her son and saying they should meet, she never once mentioned that he would be coming to the Christmas party. Well, fuck.or…the one where Anne is determined to set Louis up with her son, but he’s perfectly happy with the random sexting “relationship” he has running with the random he met at a bar several months back.

5. Mutability by haloeverlasting @haloeverlasting
Harry and Louis meet in a book club. Life and fiction have their parallels.

6. I Walk the Line by Awriterwrites @a-writerwrites
Professor Louis Tomlinson is the leading researcher in his field. Harry Styles is Louis’ recently hired grad assistant. Sparks fly between them but something doesn’t add up when it comes to Harry, and Louis is determined to find out what.What happens when everything Louis thought he knew comes crashing down around him? Is he doomed to repeat his past mistakes? Or will he learn to follow his heart and find a way to forge his own path, alongside someone he’s not sure he can trust, but who might just be the best thing to ever happen to him.

7.Fool’s Gold by tvshows_addict @tvshows-addict
Leaflet for Over Again Inc.“In relationships, there are three types of people: those who are happy, those who are unhappy but accept it and deal, those who are unhappy and in denial.Handling this last category is our job: we are professional couple breakers.To reach our goal, we use all means necessary.”Or the Arnacoeur AU in which Harry is scheduled to be married to Liam in 10 days and Harry’s mother hires Louis and his team to break them up.

8. Them Butterflies by momentofclarity @gaycousinlarry
To sum it all up - Louis is beautiful. Breathtakingly so. And Harry can’t find it in himself to even question the fact that he thinks so. Louis is mesmerising, nearly magnetic with all the energy bouncing off of him. Harry doesn’t know what to make of it, but he knows he doesn’t want this night to end.This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again. 

9. Souls; Plural, Parallel by LadyLondonderry @londonfoginacup
Soulmates are rare, the sort of rare that means everyone has a story about a friend’s sister’s coworker or a brother’s roommate’s cousin. But the fact of the matter is that most people never meet theirs. It’s unfortunate then, that Louis finds out the hard way that he met his soulmate in a club, and the guy never texted him back.

10.  Barefoot in Blue Jeans by indiaalphawhiskey @indiaalphawhiskey
AU. Louis Tomlinson is trying desperately hard not to fall for his son’s au pair, but he can’t, for the life of him, remember why.


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i’m gonna tell her // peter parker

summary ; a series of imagines (can be read individually too) that correlate with my headcanon of ‘dating peter parker would include’.

in which peter can’t keep his feelings for his best friend quiet any longer. [280717]

warnings ; none, just fluff

word count ; 2.1k


stay safe + ily 🌻

“I’m gonna tell her,” Peter spoke defiantly as he took his seat at their usual table in the cafeteria built in the heart of Midtown High School, referring to the girl he’s been crushing on immensely since they had become friends in freshman year: you. 

His extensive teenage crush on you had never been this dire or monumental before, and to Peter’s dismay, it kept getting bigger and more serious as the days on the calendar passed. There was nothing that he didn’t like about you, Peter was utterly convinced, and that seemed to be his greatest problem - because as he came to that unspoken conclusion, he had found himself having a very difficult time concealing his feelings toward you. Everything you did and everything you said had him spinning into a trance of adoration or almost letting his words of confession spill from his lips. He had to do something before he went totally crazy.

“My excitement towards you finally discovering this revelation, even though everybody already saw this happening before you did, and finally admitting you’re gonna do something about it gets more and more dull as you say it every day and every day you back out,” Ned spoke matter-of-factly as he sat opposite his best friend, chewing on his crisps and innocently sending a shrug of his shoulders across the table.

Peter, subsequently, shot him an exasperated look, “Seriously?!”

“Okay, fine,” Ned leant forward slightly, resting on his forearms and directing his full attention away from his crisps and toward the panicking teen, “Peter. You got this.” His voice was a hushed whisper and his tone was flooded with conviction and faith as he made an attempt to get Peter to finally admit his feelings for you, to you.

The two were quiet for a moment, Ned’s eyes boring into Peter’s dark brown with persuasion and assurance, the noise of the loud and chatting students covering and concealing the secret of emotions that spilt from their conversation. Then, after weighing his options and letting him self-delude himself in his mind, Peter gave him another definite, driven nod, “I got this.” He repeated, a lame attempt to try and boost his failing ego.

“Yes, you do,” Ned nodded along with him, picking up his bag of crisps once more.

“You know what? I can do it,” He jumped up swiftly from his seat at their table, expeditiously scanning the cafeteria for your radiant aura with a determined glint swirling in his deep brown irises. 

The sound of Ned’s excited, “Yeah, you can!” flying straight over his head as he caught your eye in the crowd and you immediately shot him a sweet smile from where you sat with your chemistry partner - a HB pencil gripped between your fingers and papers, graced with your elegant cursive handwriting, littering the table messily in front of you.

Peter’s breath then hitched in his throat at the gracious beam tainting your features, his heart hammering deafeningly in his chest, and his once persistent step faltering immediately. He watched you laugh at something inaudible your partner had said and you run your fingers through your silky, (y/h/c) hair before you went back to concentrating on your work - your teeth encasing your bottom lip between them as you speedily wrote something down.

Peter spun around rapidly once he snapped out of his lovesick trance, his eyes wide and a deep scarlet blush painting his cheeks. He glanced expeditiously over at Ned, “I can’t do it.”

“Annnd, we’re still going round in circles,” Ned muttered to himself, a discouraged sigh making its escape as he watched his friend pace anxiously back and forth in front of their table - murmuring irritated syllables to himself.

Cut to the next day, and Peter found himself still continuing to travel in the seemingly never-ending circles, despite not wanting to agree with Ned’s previous words on this situation.

“I’m gonna tell her,” Came the familiar words slipping from Peter’s lips as he and Ned rounded the corner of the corridor, their legs carrying them to class through the chaotic and busy mass of students roaming the halls.

“Dude-” Before Ned could lightly punch his best friend in the arm for repeating those four words over and over each and every day until they were etched to every crevice of his memory, you came tumbling into the two - your shoulder gently bumping into Peter’s as you joined their company. 

“Tell who, what?” You interrupted, your deep eyes shining in the sunlight’s gracious rays and a blissful grin settled on your lips as you radiated happiness throughout the school of enervated and tired pupils. 

Peter’s breath caught in his throat at your presence, “W-What?” He coughed out, his heart pounding harshly against his ribcage and his cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

You quirked an eyebrow, shooting him an odd look due to his reaction, “You’re gonna tell who, what?” Echoing your inquiry, you nodded towards your locker and the three of you slowed to a gradual stop to let you grab your things.

You watched as Peter tried to act casual about your query through the corner of your eye as you typed your combination. His eyes darted towards Ned before letting out a quiet ‘pfft’ and shrugging his shoulders, squinting down at you and leaning against the row of lockers adjacent to where you stood, “N-Nothing- no one… Uh, I’m not telling nothing or anything to nobody or anybody or no one, nothing to tell to anybody at all, absolutely nothing, nada, uh, why- why’d you ask?“ 

The three of you remained silent, the movement of you rummaging through your things halting as your eyebrows tugged inwards and your lips parted in confusion and perplexity. You observed Peter’s wide eyes darting frantically back and forth from you and Ned, before breaking the absence of sound as you brought your hand up to rest gently on his forehead, as if you were taking his temperature, “Are you okay?”

His body stiffened at the contact, another blush creeping onto his features at the close vicinity of your bodies, “I-I’m fine,” He struggled out, his breath hitching in his throat - utterly flustered. Peter tried not focus on the fact that he could feel the ghost of your minty breath tingle on his lips, said fact taunting him as he thought about his hands grabbing your hips gently and his lips on yours. 

Instead, he forced an embarrassed chuckle and shook the tormenting thoughts away when a grin tugged at your lips, a teasing glint flashing in your irises as you stepped back slightly.

“You’re a strange one, Peter Parker,” You commented, playful, as you shook your head faintly. Peter let out a shaky breath, watching in a flustered mess as you gently closed and sealed your locker, announced your exit and saluted the two boys with your first two fingers before pivoting on your heels and trundling to class - a bounce in your step and your silky hair swaying captivatingly in the light summer breeze.

“Dude! That was your chance!” Ned’s loud, irked tone bristling in Peter’s ears abruptly snapped him out of his longing daze as you turned the corner, your figure retreating from his gawking vision.

“I know!” Peter let out a groan, frustration coiling in the pit of his stomach at the annoyance of missing yet another chance. He just couldn’t help it; you made him feel like his head was all over the place. He could barely get a word in through all his incoherent stutters. He transformed into a bumbling, clumsy wreck with hot blushes tainting his skin and the inability to form logical and orderly sentences when it came to you, and he despised the affect you had on him as much as he kind of loved it.

“Today’s the day.” Peter’s veins coursed with confidence, courage, and certainty as he and Ned bounded into the ample but tranquil, quiet library, “I’m gonna tell her.”

“Peter, dude, I swear to God-”

Then, Peter caught a quick, agile glimpse of your body wandering down one of the many Fiction aisles, and sliced Ned’s complaint in half, “You shouldn’t swear to God!” He called faintly, before looping his shaking hands around the straps of his backpack and making his trek toward the same aisle in hopes of finding your radiating self down there.

And there you were, concentration etched onto your delicate features as your (y/e/c) eyes scanned over each and every spine of the books methodically crammed onto the vast, wooden bookshelves. The ghost of an enamoured smile crossed Peter’s lips as he watched you gently bite your bottom lip and lightly run your fingertips over one of the book covers, as if you were unsure if you should give it your precious time or not.

Peter let out a quiet cough in an attempt to obtain your attention; your eyes darted away from the novels and up to meet his dark brown. He watched in adoration as your face lit up and an elated and heavenly smile graced your lips immediately, “Hey, Peter,” You greeted him softly, your heart thumping in your chest quicker and quicker and quicker until the iambic rhythm was lost, unbeknownst to the boy in front of you.

“H-Hey… So, uh…” He started, taking a deep breath as his eyes filtered anywhere but towards you, as you both stood in deep into the aisle - secluded from the rest of the students roaming, “Do you - Do you maybe want to… Um… I-I kind of, uh, I guess I like you? I-I mean, obviously, I like you - you’re one of my best friends and it would be weird if I didn’t like you but… Oh, God… W-Would you maybe like to go out-”

Next thing Peter knew, his colossal mess of incoherent stumbles and mumbles were being abruptly cut off by your hands swiftly coming up to rest on either side of his face as you gently tugged him down to meet your lips, capturing them in a soft, lingering kiss. Peter barely had any time to process your brave actions before you pulled away, ecstatic giggles escaping past the giddy smile on your lips. His mouth fell agape as you stepped back slightly, your hands slipping from where they caressed his cheeks faintly and a wave of heat blossoming across your features, setting you aglow.

“U-Uh…” A matching hue of pink coloured the apples of his cheeks, “I-Is that a, uh, y-yes?…” 

Tucking a strand of your silky hair behind your ear, another breathless laugh escaped before your teeth encased your bottom lip once again - trying to reign in the joyous grin threatening to take over. You nodded your head shyly, a sudden contrast to your normal, upbeat and lively personality, “It’s a yes.”

“Ugh, finally. That was painful to watch,” A sudden, familiar voice infiltrated the moment, instantly tamping the serene atmosphere and the endearing gaze you both peered at one another with. Ned rounded the corner, an amused expression etched, as if he had been covertly watching the whole ordeal materialise.

Peter let out a content chuckle, “Thanks, Ned,” He let out in sarcastic mutters as he gently reached for your hand. Sudden hesitation halted his actions, but when you felt his fingers lightly bump against yours, you took initiative and clasped his hand in yours, casually intertwining your fingers together - and it felt right.

The bell rung, signifying the fifth period, and you gently tugged him out the library, heading to class. “I’m not joking, (Y/N), you should’ve seen him…” Ned walked right next to the two of you, launching into the explanation about all he had to endure when Peter couldn’t admit his feelings for you.

As you let a heartwarming, upbeat laugh escape due to Ned’s over-dramatic complaints, you heard Peter let out an embarrassed, bashful groan from beside you. Subsequently, on its own volition, your hand lightly squeezed his and you shot him a grin, bright with joy and happiness, and Peter couldn’t help but smile happily along with you.


so i’ve been making monthly fic recs for a full year now! that’s so insane to think about honestly. thanks for all the support! my first monthly fic rec was for april 2016 and it had 10 fics on it. now they have upwards of almost 30 fics. that’s character development. anyway…

here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of march. I recommend that you read these great fics in april, if you haven’t already. 

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)

1. Perfect Storm (80k)*

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

2. The Night Sky is Changing Overhead (124k)**

Harry is a tattoo artist, Louis is a drama professor, and they meet during an argument at a café.

3. All I Wish Not to Remember (71k)**

What happens when all you had, all you loved, all you held dear is viciously ripped away from you? When your inner core, once filled with love and hope and light, blackens to raw, dark hatred?

What happens when your soul is hopelessly consumed and no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you attempt to shake yourself out, to rid your tormented mind of the opaque feelings that plague you, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can want is…


A modern adaption of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. A tragic tale of timeless undying love, merciless revenge, and selfless sacrifice.

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(As always, you can find all my fic recs in my FIC REC MASTERPOST) 

- Feels Like Coming Home , by @phd-mama : The last thing Harry Styles expects when he’s hanging out at the Someday Cafe in Somerville one rainy October day is for his ex, Louis Tomlinson to walk through the door, but that’s exactly what happens. After a spectacularly ugly break-up three years prior, Harry hasn’t heard one word from Louis, and he’s moved on. Gotten over him. But having Louis back in his life, not to mention working at the restaurant where he’s a chef, isn’t easy, and the feelings that Harry thought he’d left turn out to be not so easily forgotten. This is a story about love and the power of forgiveness, and how the hard choices we make define us, and change our lives.

Larry ex to lovers AU (60k) : OOMMMGGGGGG this is the best angst fic I read for a long time !! Very well written, absolutely painful and beautiful, maybe some TW (read the tags) , but really really read this now. (kind of share that for the smut, awesome btw)

- When We Were Younger , by @waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee : About a week after Harry started visiting this particular chat room, he was watching some kid argue with the whole room about football, personally disinterested as he tipped a bag of crisps into his mouth. He happily chomped on the crumbs, taking a swig from a glass of Ribena to wash them down, glancing at the screen and very nearly spat the squash back out again. His heart was pounding wildly. The display icon of the argumentative newcomer had caught his eye, and not in a good way. He gulped as he clicked the picture, and when it popped up in full resolution, his heart nearly fell right out of his arse. - Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.

Larry Catfish AU (76k) : starting with teenage Harry and going on for a few years of a online/phone relationship. Very well done ! angsty and (obviously) full of phone sex :D (kind of share that)

- Save your loving arms for a rainy day , by @briannamarguerite : “What’s got your panties in a twist, then, pop star?” the man finally asked, his gaze returning to Louis’ face. Something pressed against Louis’ chest and for a moment Louis let himself wonder what it would be like to let all his secret spill out. To fall into the space between them and be devoured by this stranger. Terror mingled with bliss, tangling into a sharp throb he had to swallow hard against. “Absolutely nothing,” Louis said instead. “Happy days, yeah?”The man clicked his tongue once, a disappointed, wet tetch that Louis felt. Actually felt. “My mistake.”Louis turned desperate eyes on him, blinking too fast. He could see his own lashes flutter. “I’m living the dream, mate” he said and even he could hear the way his voice cracked along the edges. “What would I have to be upset about?”–Or the one where Louis is a pop star who has lost his voice and Harry helps him find it.

Larry famous-not famous AU (19k) : singer Louis and record-shop Harry, a bit angsty, some good smut (bottom Louis) and songwriting,  very well written !

- Your Love Was Handmade , by @inked-withlove : There must be a rule book describing in detail how you proceed from being best friends to lovers. That’s what Louis thinks. But maybe, there isn’t a need, Harry decides. Maybe you just follow your instinct and…run your finger down your best friend’s bare back. That should seal the deal for sure.Or, Harry and Louis are best friends who are also mutually pining, and when a work trip looms in to separate the two of them for three weeks, they finally get their shit together.

Larry BFF to lovers AU (5k) : BFFs who share a apartment  and are pining on each other are my kind of shit. Just a bit of smut.

- Perfect Storm , by @cherrystreet​: What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.Harry and Louis choose the latter.

Larry ex to lovers and fake relationship with a twist AU (80k) : angsty (but not THAT much), smutty (hello angry sex)(botyom Louis) and awesome :)

- You’re My Favorite Bird , by @supernope : Harry sets his hands on the counter and leans over them, looks Louis in the eye and says, “Louis, would you like to go bird watching with me?”Louis just blinks at him for a moment, like he’s not sure how to respond, then says, voice slow and unsure, “Is that a euphemism?”  Also known as: Harry is an ornithologist and Louis owns the camera repair shop where Harry gets his photos printed. Niall works for Louis, Liam works with Harry, and Zayn paints. There’s a cat, some camping, some bird watching, and obscene amounts of fluff.

Larry AU (33k) : Ornithologist-Photographer Harry, a lot of pining, some great smut (bottom Harry) , and kudos for the tattoos.

- Down For The Count And I’m Drowning And I’m Helpless  , by  patdkitten : “Staring costs extra, mate,” he says, perfectly cheeky. Harry didn’t know he found cheek sexy, but it’s definitely a turn on. He’s working up a response, turn on the Harry Styles trademark charm, when he hears a small whirring sound. Somehow, in his approach, Harry’d missed the ears perched on the barista’s head. Now that he’s aware of them, though, the dark brown fuzzy ears tipped in black twitch in his direction with another quiet whir. They remind him of the maid cafe he went to once in Japan, but while they hadn’t been attractive to him there, on this barista, they’re as sexy as the cheek.Yeah, Harry could definitely use a booty call. Maybe if he’s lucky, the barista’s getting off soon and would be interested in getting off with him…? He can dream, at least.— Harry Styles is an international pop star who suffers from insomnia, and Louis is the sassy little barista in fox ears and tail that won’t get out of Harry’s head. And the sexting is pretty damn great, too.

Larry Coffe Shop AU and Famous/not famous (5k): popstar Harry and sassy barista Louis, no smut.

- Love Is a Kitten from Hell      by  Anonymous : Louis Tomlinson passes himself off as an arrogant prick at his new school to hide the fact that he’s terrified of being bullied again. Just when he’s getting tired of putting up walls, he finds himself in a local pet shop where he finds a sanctuary playing with the kittens in the front window.Harry Styles is the popular football player who works at the pet shop, secretly watching the boy he thought was utterly unlikable prove him wrong. Partnered together for a class project, Harry gets more and more hints that Louis is actually someone worth getting to know. But the real question is, will Louis let Harry in?

Larry High school AU (8k) : cute and fluffy, with no smut.

anonymous asked:

I have an important question: it was the "the night buffalo" bod or the dj jimmy bod?

I guess we’re talking DJ Jimmy but clean and shiny rather than vomitously repulsive. So… Taut, slender, muscular, with the kind of arms that will make you feel safe and loved. Importantly: clean fingernails. That’s a firefighter’s body. A heroic doctor’s body. The movie deserves an Oscar for that moment alone. I don’t remember anything else. I think some people did some science and there was some supernatural stuff? But Diego standing shirtless and toned, shiny, just a little fuzzy, explaining how long he’s been secretly in love with this woman is the reason to see this film.

i was going to submit this for the reverse bang but i didn’t finish it in time so! have a headcanon post

modern urban witch louis keeps old rum and whisky bottles when he’s done with them to store his herbs and keeps his new spell ideas in a note in his phone. he has to wear shoes around his flat because he’s always got lines of salt on the floor he forgot to sweep up, and more than once he’s done a one-handed tarot reading with his other hand stuck in a bag of crisps, TV playing loudly in the background. he has a shitty office job to pay the bills but on the side he sells potions and spells to a few trusted people – he can’t do anything major, just things like protection and safety sigils when lottie wants to go on holiday to majorca and pain relief solutions when his roommate niall has a headache, but it’s what makes him happiest.

when harry stumbles into his life, it’s because niall bragged about louis’ skills to his friend liam from work, who told his friend harry that there might actually be a solution to the insomnia that’s been plaguing him for months. harry’s tried everything – sleeping pills, therapy, home remedies, hypnotism, you name it – but nothing has worked. normally louis doesn’t do his magic for just anyone: it’s a secret for a reason, and he doesn’t want to be be bombarded by random distant acquaintances begging for magical relief to their own problems, and he’s debating sending harry away. but then harry shows up on louis and niall’s doorstep with deep dark circles under his eyes and the most pathetic look on his face louis has ever seen, and he folds like a stack of tarots.

louis brews up a quick sleep solution (ground smoky quartz crystal for stress, valerian root for a hypnotic, passionflower for anxiety, and 100 proof vodka to make it go down) and pretends he doesn’t notice the green of harry’s eyes or the wide set of his shoulders (all while harry is trying not to gape at this actual witch, who not only is not green-skinned and warty like he expected but actually, um, really fucking attractive). harry thanks louis profusely when he leaves, takes the solution when he gets home, and sleeps for almost fifteen hours.

he shows up again the next day to shower louis in more effusive thanks and to get more of the solution, and louis valiantly tries to control the blush that heats his cheeks when harry declares him “the greatest person on the planet in the history of ever, i’m pretty sure.”

then harry turns up the next day as well, this time on the excuse that he stubbed his toe and he was pretty sure he’d never be able to walk again. louis tucked his smile away, called harry a drama queen, and gave him a pain relief potion. 

and then the next day he was back again, claiming he didn’t feel bad yet but he was pretty sure he was about to come down with something, like a cold or maybe ebola.

and then it’s like he’s there every day on flimsier and flimsier excuses. (”louis, i’m being serious, i think i have gout. or, like, scurvy.” “harry, you walked in eating an orange, i think you’re fine.”) harry’s favorite thing to do is to sit and watch louis as he goes about his normal business, brewing special teas for his sisters and reading tarot cards for niall, who likes to be prepared for the coming week. niall, who got used to the magic business a long time ago, sits and keeps harry from sticking his fingers into anything he shouldn’t, or from accidentally knocking over the bottle of home-grown nightshade.

luckily, louis doesn’t mind one bit.

eventually, harry adds louis-designed protection sigils to his already extensive tattoo collection, and has learned to avoid the strategic piles of salt scattered around louis’ flat. their first date is a midnight picnic on the roof of harry’s building, picking distant star patterns out of the sky and sharing tentative, sweet kisses. 

for their first anniversary, louis carves the rune for true love into a jade pendant and blushes wildly when he tells harry what it means.

“it’s um. it means true love.”

harry pulls louis close, wide-eyed and starstruck, “aw, lou. i love you too.” and then he leans back, grinning wildly. “looks like you’ve got me under your spell.”

harry’s still laughing when louis pinches him in the side for the terrible pun, but he stops quick enough when louis gives him something else to do with his mouth instead.

Sebastian Stan being a daddy would include

Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

  • him having that special tiny voice with which he talks to your baby
  • “but doll, you’ve been holding him for like 20 minutes, it’s my turn now”
  • always having the little one cuddled up in his arms
  • “you know you can put him/her down, right Seb?”
  • “in a minute, love, in a minute”
  • and that minute never ends
  • cuddling with your toddler between you two
  • him adoring her baby scent
  • her baby fingers gripping to her daddy’s finger
  • cooing at her
  • “Sebby, are you crying?”
  • “i’ll always protect you, my little angel”
  • “my god she’s so tiny”
  • your baby giggling every time Seb kisses her cheeks
  • spoiling your baby with countless gifts
  • “she’s got your eyes, darling”
  • her crying every time you gave her a bath because she was scared of water
  • that’s why every time she needed one, Seb would get in the bathtub with her and play as your gently washed her hair
  • waking up in the middle of the night to find Seb’s side of the bed empty
  • going to the nursery to see him holding your baby in his arms, softly rocking them
  • him singing Romanian lullabies to your baby
  • “i told you not to fucking swear in front of my baby, Anthony, god damnit!”
  • “oh shit”
  • letting your children sit on his shoulders when you’re walking
  • sometimes they pull in his hair which obviously amuses them
  • him telling your baby bedtime stories
  • “and then, the elf took out his sword and cut the hobbit’s ea-
  • “sweetheart, are you sure that’s a good story to tell our 1-year-old daughter?”
  • sneaking them food in bed even though you told him not to
  • “Seb, what is a bag of crisps doing next to Demetra’s bed?”
  • “i don’t know, darling, maybe she just got hungry and wanted a midnight snack?”
  • “Seb she’s 1″
  • staring at him with a disappointed glare
  • him picking outfits for your baby
  • “yes, munchkin, you should be stylish, like your dad”
  • your baby having space-themed nursery
  • making your baby watch Marvel movies
  • “look, munchkin, that’s your daddy”
  • your baby calling Captain America dada
  • “no no no no i’m the one with long hair, see, the pretty one”
  • him falling asleep with your baby girl on his chest
  • “thank you, darling, for giving me this little angel”

why is one of the most important images to me right now harry sitting cross-legged on a couch trying and failing to open a bag of chips and liam walks by and plucks the bag up out of his hands and pops it open like it’s nothing – because it is nothing it’s a fucking bag of chips – and plops it back into harry’s hands and he keeps walking and harry just eats the chips like nothing’s really happened because that’s just liam for you

why is that important

Mean - Part 5 [Harrison Osterfield series]

A/N I finally did this :D hope everyone likes it!! Some drama ahead it’s exciting 

Summary: You and Harrison share the same group of friends, but somehow you can’t stand each other. All of your friends wonder how long it’ll take for you two to get along, or maybe even fall in love.

Word Count: 1, 600

Pairings: Harrison Osterfield x reader, ft Tom holland 

Warnings: none? a little fanboy!Holland

MasterlistMini Masterlist

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 6 | Part 7

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If You Ever Want To Be In Love - Derek Hale x Reader

Summary: After six years, (y/n) is back in Beacon Hills looking after her nephews while her brother heals after a near-fatal accident, she never expected to see Derek Hale again but he might be the only thing that keeps her going.

Inspired by James Bays’ ‘If You Ever Want To Be In Love’, you can listen to it here.

A/N: Toby is eight, Skye and Alex are five. 

As always thanks to @agirlwithpointlessideas

Pairing: Derek Hale x Female Reader

Derek Hale Masterlist

Originally posted by hobrien

Trailing after her nephews as they raced around the supermarket, occasionally throwing random items in the trolley, (y/n) decided she never wanted children. She’d only been looking after them for two hours and she already had a headache, though she guessed that wasn’t entirely their fault, sleeping in a hospital chair before picking them up probably hadn’t helped. Last night she’d barely made it home from work when she’d been called by the hospital, her heart working itself into a frenzy when the doctor told her that her brother, Michael, had been in a serious car accident. (Y/n) had abandoned everything, driving the two hours to Beacon Hills without hesitation and spending the night by her brother’s beside, volunteering to take time off work to take care of his sons while he recovered.

(Y/n) watched in confusion as Toby and Alex zigzagged their way down the aisle, stopping to admire multi-coloured boxes of cereal before continuing their rampage. Part of her was pleased that they were so calm despite their dad’s current state, the other half of her wished she’d put off food shopping to get some rest. She pushed the trolley around the corner, working her way down the snack aisle when she realised the boys had disappeared. (Y/n) whipped her head around, her eyes frantically looking up and down the aisle as she searched for them. Abandoning the trolley, she rushed around the supermarket, wondering if Michael would ever speak to her again in she couldn’t find them. She was on the brink of tears when she spotted them talking with a little girl in the baked goods aisle. Her heart stopped as she rushed towards them, kneeling down to gather them in her arms. The boys squirmed away from her, laughing as her frantic kisses tickled their cheeks.

“Don’t do that to me” (Y/n) didn’t realise she was crying until Toby’s eye grew almost comically wide. “I don’t mind you getting things on your own but you need to tell me first okay?”

“Sorry, Auntie (y/n)” She pulled them closer, trying to pretend that she wasn’t crying in the middle of the supermarket.

“Skye, did you pick what you wanted?” A deep voice called down the aisle as the girl Toby and Alex had been talking to turned around. (Y/n) rose to her feet, drying her cheeks as Derek Hale came around the corner. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him bend down to scoop his daughter into his arms, an adoring smile growing on his face when Skye showed him the cookie she’d picked out. (Y/n) hadn’t seen Derek since the night she’d left for college, leaving him and everything they had together behind. She was frozen in place, any form of greeting caught in her throat as she debated whether or not he’d notice if she ran away. As if he could hear her panicking, Derek looked up from Skye, meeting (y/n)’s eyes as his eyebrows nearly disappeared into his hairline. Not trusting her voice, she lifted her hand, waving awkwardly before Toby batted it down, snickering as he watched a blush spread across his aunt’s cheeks.

“H-hi…” Derek’s voice was soft as he set Skye down, but not before placing a kiss on her forehead. Adorable.

Forcing a smile onto her face, (y/n) cleared her throat. “Hey, how have you been?”

He blinked at her before shaking his head, only just realising he hadn’t actually responded. “Good, y’know working a lot,” Derek scratched the back of his neck. “Are you okay? You look a bit…frazzled”

A bitter laugh escaped (y/n)’s lips as she looked down at her attire, she was in her work clothes from yesterday and she hadn’t brushed her hair, the fact that she’d just been crying probably wasn’t helping her case. “I guess I do”

“I’m sorry, that was so rude” Derek stepped closer, his hands hovering awkwardly in the air as his brows settled heavily over his eyes.

“It’s okay, the last couple of hours have been a bit of a nightmare, my appearance kinda took a backseat” The concern that grew in Derek’s eyes made her want to start crying again.

“What happened?”

“Daddy was in an accident, he was taken to the hospital” Toby reached for (y/n)’s hand, he was oddly intuitive for an eight-year-old.

“Michael?” She nodded, taken aback that Derek still remembered her brother’s name. “Is he going to be okay?”

(Y/n) nodded, a shaky breath rattling her chest as she squeezed Toby’s hand. “Yeah, he’ll be fine”

He searched her face, a familiar feeling settling across his chest as he offered her a small smile. “If you need anything, call me, okay?”

“We’ll be fine, honestly-“

“(Y/n/n), I want to help, will you let me?” The nickname rolled so easily off his tongue that (y/n) couldn’t think clearly. Taking her silence as a yes, Derek pulled a business card out of his wallet, placing it in her hand gently. “Anything you need, just call”

He smiled at her again before taking Skye by the hand and walking back to his trolley. They’d almost disappeared when (y/n) called out after him.

“Thank you” Derek grinned over his shoulder, waving as he made his way to the checkouts. She was frozen in place, her heart stammering in her chest. It was only when the boys started making kissing noises that (y/n) was snapped out of her daze.

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Bts reaction to their s/o randomly shouting at them for being hot


Hey so I would like to ask if you could do a bts reaction of there s/o just randomly out of the blue just shouting at them on how hot they are lmao, that’s kinda weird I’m sorry xD

haha omg this is such a good idea! thank you for the request :p


You two where sat watching Spring Day, this was the first itm you had watched it as Jin wanted to see your reaction however he did not expect you to suddenly start shouting in frustration at how good he looked. The frustration in your voice only made it cuter as Jin tried to hold in a laughter but couldn’t and burst out laughing.

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You two decided to have a lazy movie day and so you decided to put on no make up, stay in your pjs and tie your hair up. You was surprised when you went to open up your door to see a nicely dressed Jimin holding bags of crisps and popcorn ready for the movie. When you let him in you suddenly started shouting telling him this was a lazy day and he shouldn’t have dressed so attractively as you “looked like a potato”.

This shocked Jimin and he couldn’t help but giggle at your angry compliments before returning the favour “but y/n there will never be a day where you dont look beautiful to me”

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You decided to surprise him at one of his dance practices. He had just been looking after you the week before as you had really bad flu and he saw you at your absolute worse. You figured that it would only be fair if you saw him at his worse too and decided that sneaking in during his dance practice when he was in his sweats, all red faced and humid would be the best time but to your disappointment he looked even more attractive. The sweat gave him a warm glow and you shouted in frustration only causing him to laugh.

“baby im beautiful. im jungkook” he says striking a pose

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You was with the rest of the members as v was showing you a video of jhopes practice. Jhope was on the other side of the room talking to jungkook when he heard you shouting at Vs phone about Jhope looking so hot. He would look at V angry that he showed you that performance as he did not think it was clean enough for him to be proud of yet and also looking at you, heavily judging you for getting so verbal about him in a video.

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You two had one for a stroll in the park when you told him you wanted to take a selfie. After a few shots, at a few different angles suga said you had  taken enough and one of them will be good enough when you protested suddenly asking him to pull a ugly face so you can look a little better when compared to him. 

Without you saying another word he just pulled a confused face at you before saying “you’re so strange sometimes” dismissing your comment to take another photo before walking ahead on the path.

Originally posted by kim-taehyungieee


V was asleep when you decided it would be a funny idea to put makeup on his face. You gave him eyeliner and started to put on the lipstick when he woke and began tackling you giggling. In retaliation you smeared the lipstick all over his face and when he let you go from under him you stood up ready to look at the laugh at the mess on his face when you realised he still looked just as good looking as before.

“god damn it tae! why cant you be ugly for once! even with that all over your face and you still look fucking adorable!” you cried out. 

Tae just giggled at you “why thank you, i may keep this look” he said before showing you a silly face and running off.

Originally posted by byeoltan

Rap monster:

You was nursing a hangover when you walked into the kitchen in the morning to get some breakfast. You expected Namjoon to be in the same situation if not worse as he had had a few more drinks than you but to your surprise when you walked i the kitchen you saw Namjoon sitting on the table with a cup of tea on his phone looking fine as ever. “are you joking?” You said before going into a big rant about how it wasn’t fair that he looked so good even after a drunken night out.

He immediately burst into laughter going bright red with embarrassment. “ahh y/n you’re so adorable when you’re angry”

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Stressed Out // Jeff Atkins

Request: Could I request one with Jeff where the reader is really stressed about school and he helps her?

A/N: of course! I apologise for how long it took me to write this, it’s kind of a long imagine. I hope this turned out the way you wanted. ❣️

Warnings: None

She had a painstaking amount of homework and assessments piled up on her desk from this semester. She’d been off school for a few days trying to catch up on everything. She was tired, she was exhausted and she had this kink in her neck from not moving for a while. 

She tried everything she could to keep herself together and get this done, but nothing was doing it for her. She ran her fingers through her hair with an agitated sigh. Her patience was slowly fading and the frustration built up. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped her desk with anger. Finally snapping she through all of her papers off her desk, tears now flowing down her cheeks as she rested her head in her hands. 

Not hearing the knock at the door, Jeff Atkins had entered her bedroom. The sight of her caused his heart to sink. He slowly approached her, kneeling down in front of her and grasping her small hands in his. “Babe?” He spoke softly.

She looked up at him hesitantly, her hair all over her face, eyes puffy. She released strangled sobs, her body shaking. He reacted quickly by pulling her up to her feet and holding her close, running his hands through her hair to calm her down.

“What’s going on, what happened?”

“All this homework, all these assessments, they’re stressing me out and I haven’t slept in days, I can’t concentrate, I have this kink in my neck that hurts really bad and i’m just so exhausted” she rambled on.

He pulled her over to the bed, sitting down and pulling her on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her waste, she rested her head in the crook of his neck. “You need to rest, get some sleep and I will help you” he offered.

“But I need to get this done”

“You’re not going to get this done if you don’t get some rest” he argued. She sighed before giving in. She lied down, Jeff joining her. He pulled her into him and cuddled with her until she fell asleep.

She woke up, realising that Jeff was no longer asleep next to her. She let out a yawn and stretched, hearing her body crack. Putting her hair up in a ponytail she watched as her boyfriend walked in with some snacks and water.

“Hey baby girl, feeling any better?” She nodded her head in appreciation to her much need sleep and her boyfriend who placed the snacks in front of her and water on her bedside table. “I figured you hadn’t eaten much so I kind of went through your cupboard and got some snacks” he admitted shyly.

“I’m sorry for going through your cupboards by the way”. She smiled at him, uttering a thank you before ripping open a bag of crisps and shoving a handful in her mouth. He stifled a laugh as she looked up at him with a mouth full of chips. She tilted her head as if asking “what’s so funny”

“You look like a chipmunk” 

This caused her to let out a laugh before choking on a chip. She reached for her water quickly, sculling it, finally being able to breath again. “Don’t make me laugh while I’m eating, oh my gosh” she giggled. He smiled at her before grabbing all of her sheets and placing them in front of her. She sighed before pushing aside her snacks and arranging her sheets. 

“You should be fine to do this now, if you need help i’m right here okay?” He offered.

She threw herself back on the bed “i’m finally finished” she over exaggerated, flailing her hands everywhere. He smiled down at her wholeheartedly replying with “I told you so”. She sat up, leaning her head on his shoulder, him fiddling with her tiny hands. “I love you, y/n” “I love you too, Jeff Atkins”

Originally posted by cynicalsunset

Death Note Fandom Then: What is justice? Who is morally right? How exactly does the Death Note universe work? What does the symbolism in both the manga and the anime tell us? God, this is such an interesting manga/anime.

Death Note Fandom Now: What the hell is Matt’s hair color? How many potato chips were in Lights crisps bag? How come that L doesn’t have diabetes yet? Why can’t I stop rewatching/rereading this shitshow?!