i am roy he is me we are one

"im going to give it to you?" pt 2

pairing: jason todd x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual themes, mature themes,

prompt: first part of story->(a/n: okay so i don’t wanna give the prompt bc i feel like it’s too heavy to put in a couple of sentences but, this is going to be a two parter, the next part will be a smut lol so,,, this is just a lemon i guess… ok anyways) jason is going to be giving y/n a lesson about virginity and such and such but y/n and jason are just best friends so uh i guess that’s what the prompt is idk

second part of story->y/n and jason go to the ball and dance away. Smut next chapter, it will prolly be the last chapter tbh


-your POV-
So it’s already Friday and I spent the day getting ready for this ball. It’s masquerade and I am super excited. I love balls and whenever Jason doesn’t take me I usually go with Dick, as friends. Jason hated going to balls but since he has that big scar on his face, I personally think it’s very faint, considering the treatments he’s gotten on them, Bruce doesn’t make him go unless of course, he can cover it up with a mask.

I am wearing a red dress that the company provided me. It’s so lovely and I hadn’t gotten a chance to wear it yet. I personally can’t believe how lovely it looks and I feel amazing in it. My makeup is set and I have about an hour and a half to spare so I decide that I’ll just go to the manor so they don’t have to pick me up.

-Jason’s POV-
“Hey! Dickhead I need your advice!” JT

“We have to leave in an hour! Are you ready? You CANT skip out on this one.” DG

“What? No, I’m not flaking but I-” I walk into Dick’s room and sit on his bed. He’s styling his hair and has four masks on his vanity.
My voice lowers and I slowly enunciate, “look, I need some serious advice. Today I am taking y/n to the dance and-”

Dick sprays hairspray everywhere and I cough.
“And what? You’ve taken her before. Are you guys okay?” DG

“We are fine, it’s just that, after the dance… I… We… Uh…” JT

Dick turns around and grabs my shoulders and shake them.
“ARE YOU SERIOUS? I ship it! I was sooo first to know that you guys would be together! Ha! Roy owes me like five hundred dollars!”

“We aren’t dating, Richard.” JT

*bam*
Dick pushes me and I fall into the bed and he begins to put on his bow tie.
“Fuck you, out of all the girls you play y/n?” DG
He scowls into the mirror looking at me.

“Hey, I am not playing her.” JT

“Oh, sorry. In your language what do you call fucking someone over while not dating them?” DG

“What? Like you’ve never had a one night stand, or friends with benefits? Aren’t you the bachelor of the family? Don’t be a hypocrite.” JT

I don’t want to tell him what’s really going on but I guess I’ll have to, I can’t have Dick hate me for something that wasn’t my idea.

He turns around again after his bow tie is on and looks me dead in the eye.
“Jay. I don’t pursue those kinds of things with people I have to work with. Or people I’ve had crushes on forever. You realize this will ruin everything, right? Things aren’t going to be the same after you guys have sex, no matter what you think. You will be leaving memories together. Don’t forget, y/n is such a sweetheart. She’s like, almost apart of the family.” DG

“Dick, you don’t understand. I am not doing this for me, she asked me too.” JT

“Bull. i Am NoT DoiNG ThIS FoR Me.” Dick mocks me and I feel like the only thing I can do is tell him the truth.

“Don’t tell anyone but, y/n is a virgin. She literally called me to her apartment for a meeting and was like *mocks ur voice but not in a bad way* ‘I just want to have sex with other people, you know? I just don’t want to give my virginity to like some loser that I’ll only date for a couple of months.’ I did not come up with this. And I still like her. What am I supposed to do? She only wants to have sex with me so she can sex with other guys. What even. What the hell.”
I sit up again and look at Dick. Looks like he’s holding a laugh in.

“Hahahahahha. Is she really a virgin? She’s been with like, three "serious” guys in the last two years. I thought she would have given to one of those guys.“ DG

"Okay to be honest I laughed too. But just because she’s been with guys in the past doesn’t mean she’s had sex with them. Do you always think like this?” JT

“I mean, you and I both know y/n. She’s either one hundred percent or nothing. The second guy, Austin? Seemed like they did it. She’s always talking about how no guy meets her standard so she just hangs around em for another couple of month but she knows.” DG

“She knows what?” JT

“She told me she’s got this killer instinct. The one she uses in work and shit. She says she can FEEL the future with her significant other. If she doesn’t feel it then she’s not really in the relationship anymore. I mean she’s not a cheater but she doesn’t fight for the relationship anymore. She hates wasting effort, you know that.” DG

“Well, what do I do? I still like her and I want her to be in a relationship with me. What if her killer instinct tells me that I’m not good enough?” JT

Dick sits next to me and puts his arm around me.
“Okay. Here is the game plan. You pick her up. You take her to the ball and you don’t spend all your time with her. Keep it casual. Then when we drop you guys off, because you aren’t doing it in the manor. Don’t do that. Don’t. When we drop you guys off you keep your hands on her on the limo. Get her warmed up to you, make sure to bring some cologne to freshen yourself up so that she’s smelling you the whole ride home. Then you go and right before you do it, you tell her you like her. Then you show her what’s she’s been missing out on and then boom. Happily ever after.”

He grins at me and I am so perplexed.
“That’s a good plan but what if she doesn’t like me back? What if she doesn’t like me back and She still wants to fuck? What if she-” JT

“Okay, first of all, she’s going to give you a chance because you are still her number one. She’s not turning you down tonight. You could tell her that you are engaged and she’d still let you hit it. Don’t over think this. Also, if she’s not interested in you, let me know, maybe she sees a future with me.” He smirks devilish and I punch him really hard on his chest.

“You little shit.”

“I was joking! Not really but.”

I clean myself up and flex in the mirror.
“You better be.”

Dick stands up and pats my shoulders.
“You’ll be fine. Tonight is your night. I would- no I already have bet that you and y/n would end up together. Don’t overthink this.” DG

*Ding ding*

Who’s visiting now?

-Your POV-
Alfred opens the for for me and I smile and offer a hug.

“Oh! Miss y/n! We were about to pick you up!”
He hugs back and leads me inside.

“I actually got ready too early and decided that I should probably come over instead of wait around and save gas while I’m at it.”
I follow him to the living room and sitting down.

“Would you like any refreshments? I could fix some tea for you, or-”

“Alfred, I am fine. When will we be leaving?”

“I think the boys are choosing their masks now. We can leave when everyone is ready.”

I stand up and make my way to Jason’s room.
“Alright then. Thank you Alfred!”

I make my way to Jason’s room and find that he isn’t there. No one is here? Oh, everyone is in Dick’s room.

*Knock knock*
“May I come in?”

Dick opens the door and gives me a hug.
“Y/n! What are you doing here? I thought JayBird would be picking you up. You look great, Who are you wearing?”

I walk over to sit on his bed and relax.
“(designers name), and my mask is Pandora exclusive.” I smugly say.

“How very boujee of you.” Jason says and pretends to be shocked.

I giggle and smile. “Damian actually got me this mask, last Eid? And this dress is actually one of the Wayne Gowns.”

“Smart, resourceful. A real keeper.” Dick says teasingly.

“Oh shut up. Can you guys hurry up? I really want to go now.”

“We are waiting for Damian and then we will go. Tim and Bruce will show up later tonight. They are taking a different car, they insisted on patrolling a while.” DG

“I see, where is master Damian?”

A muffled voice comes through Dicks closet.
“In here!”

Dick and Jason turn to each other immediately. I wonder why.

“Hey sweetie! Do you need help?” I say while walking towards the closet.

-Jason’s POV-
Fuck! Why didn’t Dick tell me demon spawn was here! Fuck! Shit! What if he heard everything?

Y/n is about to help him in the closet what do I do?

“Dude, I am so sorry I totally forgot, He’s borrowing my old red suit from years ago. I forgot I am so sorry.” Dick whispers to me.

I place my hands on my face and rub very vigorously.

“Hunny can I come in? I can help you.”

“Yes, I need a little help, this shirt has buttons on the back and I don’t know what bow tie to put on.”

Y/n laughs that sweet laugh of hers and opens the closet door. “That’s a first, since when do you not know how to choose colors?”

Damian closes the door and I panic. Why did he do that, what’s did he close the door. What was that for. Oh my fucking God I’m fucking dead.

I turn to Dick and he sighs.
“Fuck.”

“Fuck? Fuck? He’s like 10, what are going to do? He’s also a fucking snitch.”

“Calm down, I will talk to him. Don’t worry about this. Worry about y/n.”

Our whisper argument ended and Dick gives me a hug I really don’t want.

The door opens and lookie here demon spawn and y/n are matching. Cute. He needs to cut that shit out.

“Alright! Get your masks and lets head out!” She says happily. God I am a nervous wreck.

Her arm is linked with Damian’s arm, but she has two arms so I finesse. We all walk down the stair and Damian is giving me the worst glare. We all head into the car and I swear this kid is really throwing me around.

Dick gets in first and then DAMIAN fucking lets get into the car. What a bitch. That’s my fucking job. I end up sitting next to Damian and I take up all the space I can in the car. We are taking the mini limo so we are all sitting in the back on the curved back seats.

The ride is long and the only people talking are Dick and y/n. Damian yawns quietly.

“Poor baby, didn’t you get any sleep last night?”

I always laugh whenever Damian gets babied by y/n. I mean, I wish it was me but I know that Damian gets hella embarrassed when she calls him names. He doesn’t always tell her to stop, probably because he knows she won’t.

“I was working. It’s fine. Shut the hell up Todd, there’s nothing to laugh about.”

“Okay, okay, don’t be grumpy. Come here.”
She takes Damian and swaddles him.
“Take a nap now and then you will have a better time at the ball. Promise.”

That cheeky bastard. He grins at me before snuggling into y/n. He wouldn’t have let her done that any other day. He is purposely hogging her. I knew he heard us.

Dick laughs and quickly stops when I glare at him.

“Stop laughing Dickface, do you have something to say?”

“Only if you want me to say something.” He smirks and I would have punched him if he wasn’t right.

“Guys, stop talking. Damian needs to sleep.” Y/n is cradling that big ass 14 year old and pushing his hair out of his forehead.

“Shut up Todd.”

That sly little-

Y/n looks at me with the scariest glare I have ever seen and I decide to keep my mouth shut for the next thirty minutes of the ride.

I start to realize that y/n really does look spectacular tonight. She’s singing softly to Damian and I fawn over her. The dim carlight and her face is glowing. Her dress and Damian’s suit matches and I start to imagine her with our child. I’ve never fell so hard for a girl in my entire life. She’s my best friend and now really is my last time to start a relationship with her. She’s perfect. An angel, my best friend.

The car stops and we are finally here.

-Your POV-
“Damian, wake up. It’s time to get up.”
He stirs up and nuzzles into my arm chest area.
I get a little flustered but I stroke his cheek and regain myself.
“Damian, we are here.”

“Okay, okay I am up.”
He slowly gets up and rubs his face. Taking one of the water bottles in the car he wipes his eyes and everyone gets out of the car.

As soon as I get out of the car, Jason links his arms with me and we walk into the building.

“Hey! Kids! You forgot your masks!” Dick yells.

“Wait here, I’ll get them.” Jason says while running back near the car where Dick and Damian are.

What’s his issue lol, why did he drag me away form them?

He comes running back with his mask on.
“Turn around, princess.”
He takes his fingers and drags them
along my neck and ties my mask onto my face. He locks it into my hair and whispers into my ear, “you know, Damian isn’t the only one who matches you tonight.”

I look at Jason and notice he is wearing an all black tux but the bow tie matches the color of my dress along with his handkerchief.
“You dress in my favorite color for me?”

I get tense and respond with a smirk. “Not everything is about you Jace, don’t flatter yourself.” And we head into the ballroom.

As we find our table I spot Dick and Damian. I make Jason stop and wait for them to finish signing us in and we all sit down together.

We order our food and begin to eat. Our conversation picks up about how no one can play poker with Damian because he always counts cards. 'Hey, I don’t do it on purpose!’ and my 'Damian, you are so brilliant.’ Jason’s 'I can count cards too, I just don’t, because it’s cheating.’ And before you know it, Bruce and Tim are here.

“Hello everyone,” Bruce says while starting to eat the meal Damian chose for him, “thank you for ordering, Damian.”

Another conversation emerges about everyone in the room and who to talk to and who definitely not to talk to, for professional reasons of course, and Damian and I are done eating.

“Would you like to dance, (nickname) ?” Damian usually doesn’t ask, he usually pulls on my sleeve but I am not wearing one so I smile and take his hand.

-Jason’s POV-
I am so fed up. I slam my drink onto the table, not hard enough to spill any of it though.

“Jason! What’s going on?”
I look at Bruce and don’t know what to say. Thankfully Dick says something.

“Jason is mad because Damian is spending time with y/n instead of him.”
Dick continues to eat and I regret being thankful he said anything.

“Ha, you’re jealous of a little boy.” TD

“Shut it Tim, you don’t know what’s going on.”

“Well that’s what happens when you don’t ask her to the ball. She’s not dating you, you know.” TD

“Timothy, you never reiterate a mans woman issues back at him.” Bruce smirks. “Why are you so upset, just go dance with her. The night is still young Jason.”

“It’s just that-” I pause, no one else needs to know. “You are right. I will go dance.”

I whisper to Dick, “you go steal y/n and I am going to have a little chat with Damian. He nods and I make my way to Damian.

I snatch Damian while everyone is turning around and drag him to the men’s bathroom.

"Why did you do that?” Damian growls at me.

“What are you doing?” I say, backing Damian up into the sink and crossing my arms.

“Nothing.” He pouts and looks away.

“Well stop doing it.”

“No.”

“And why not?” I ask, getting a little frustrated.

“Because I heard you. You are making a big mistake.”

“Yea? What do you know?” I scoff.

“I know that she likes you but she doesn’t know you like her. I know that you will have a very hard time telling her you love her. I know something could go wrong and she won’t come to the manor to see me and I will only be able to see her at her apartment and I will be very disappointed to see her dating someone else and having her be sad because she will have to choose between spending the night with me or her lover. I’ll be sad because I know I will ruin her relationship because she will choose me and her partner doesn’t like that.”

I took a step back, astonished.
He sniffles and I feel kinda bad.

My arm is scratching my neck and I sigh.
“Okay demon spawn. We won’t do anything-”

“I heard you guys. You are going to do that 'thing’ with her, and I don’t care that she asked you to. You still are making a risky move.”

“I’m doing it Damian. You can’t stop me.”

“Yes I can. I can stop you. Don’t challenge me.”

“How, big man. How will you stop me?”

He looks up at me with rounded eyes and sniffles, “oh y/n can I stay over tonight? Please? I need help asking a girl out tomorrow. I don’t know what to do, and she’s dating someone else. I’m so upset about it.”

Fuck. He’s good.

I kneel down and grab his shoulders.
“Stop, please. Please don’t do this. Don’t ruin this for me.”

“You’re ruining it for me. How could you think about this? Why are you risking it all?” The angry glare returns and I press my head on to his small chest.

“I love her damn it! Damian I already know that this is risky. You don’t know what it’s like to fall in love with someone and not be able to tell them because you are scared to lose them. I have been scared this whole time and have been trying to date other women when she’s dating other guys and I am tired of it. I will not be scared tonight. I won’t be. I promise you, no matter what happens tonight, you won’t be the only one taking the blunt of it. Let me do this. It’s my last chance. Please. I love her.”

He pauses and huffs.
“Fine, but if you hurt her, I will kill you. I will kill you if you hurt her tonight, or later in your relationship.”

I jump up and lift Damian in to the air.
“Thank you Dames!”
I kiss his little cheeks and run outside to find y/n.

Dick meets me out the ballroom doors and grabs me, “where have you been? Its been 30 minutes, she’s dancing with other guys right now.”

“I’ve been talking to Damian, I literally had to get his consent for tonight.” I roll my eyes. “Can I dance with her now? Please?”

Dick swats my shoulder and meets my eyes. “Why are you asking me? Go get the girl, we are leaving after 9:30 to make it home by 10:30.”

I smile and walk off, scanning the room for y/n.
She is dancing with some guy and I gracefully tap his shoulder.
“Mind if I steal her for a sec?”

-Your POV-
Jason takes hold of my waist and my hand and dances very playfully with me.

The song is very upbeat and he takes this opportunity to swing me and dip me and I forget where I am. All I see are his beautiful eyes and his strong jawline. He is constantly picking me up and I am literally floating, it feels like magic. I have always liked him. Always. Am I ruining our relationship tonight?

“You having fun tonight princess?”

“Yea, hey why did you pull Damian away from me earlier? I noticed that you know.” I giggle as he continues to dance with me.

“Had an important conversation with him. It was urgent.”

I laugh again and rest my head on his chest.

“Jason, you were jealous.”

I can hear his heart race and then slow again.
He coughs and leans down to my ear.
“Okay, a little. I was tired too, you could have let me sleep on your lap.”

“Sure big boy, next time I feel like I want to be crushed to death I’ll remember that you are tired.”

We continue to dance until Jason says we have to leave, and he winks at me.

I really hope I don’t ruin anything tonight.

-Jason’s POV-
I am so fucking excited. In the car I keep my hands on y/n and made sure she could smell my armani cologne she likes so much. She’s leaning on my chest and my hand is on her thigh. I nuzzle into her hair and we whisper talk about all the people at the ball.

She makes me laugh talking about all the boys she didn’t enjoy dancing with. Damian is sleeping but resting his head on her lap, Dick is in control of the music and jamming out.

The night is perfect.

loveisalaserquest17  asked:

Hello! I actually think you've already done a rec for this but I can't find it :( so if you've already done it, feel free to just link it to me. Anyway, what I'm talking about is royalty AU *_* any kind of, also in the past/fairytale settings/basically everything that involves Harry or Louis as a prince (also... Am I the only one thinking that Louis would be a hell of a Louis XIV? I can't stop thinking about him as le roi soleil... He is indeed the sun after all!) Thank you xx

OMG Yes !!! I’m so happy to make you this fic rec !!!!!!! I love this trope soo muuuuch !

So :  ROYALTY AU, here we go

- Wear It Like A Crown , by Zarah5 : AU. As part of a team of fixers hired to handle a gay scandal in Buckingham Palace, Louis expects Prince Harry to be a lot of things—most notably a royally spoilt brat. Never mind that the very same Prince Harry used to star in quite a number of Louis’ teenage fantasies. (141k, aka one of the fic of my Top3 Larry fics ever)

- With the stars in our eyes [drabble] , by wewillnotsurrenderHarry is the Prince of Wales and he asks Louis on a date. (1.3k, cute)

- You Take Me Over, You’re the Magic in My Veins, by @supernope : Louis can feel Harry’s eyes on him as he turns to head toward his seat. He tucks a secretive smile into the palm of his hand while he slides into place beside his sister, his mother’s seat still empty as it awaits the Queen’s entrance. He knows he should be behaving himself a bit more, should be focusing his attention on Gemma, rather than her brother. He’s working on borrowed time, is expected to announce his engagement to the Princess within the next few weeks, but he can’t seem to help himself. Gemma is lovely, kind and witty and beautiful, but he has no interest in being married to her, had no interest in marriage before her arrival, period.Teeth sunk into his bottom lip to disguise his smile, Louis risks a quick glance toward Gemma and Harry’s usual seats, finds Harry already seated and staring steadily back at him. His hair is a mess from Louis’ fingers and his cheeks are still flushed, and Louis’ heart gives a heavy, delighted thud. No, he thinks, he has no desire to be betrothed to Princess Gemma, but he finds he wouldn’t mind being married after all, if it was Prince Harry he was promised to, instead. ( 36k, with a bit of MPREG and lots of pining)

- feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream  , by @lourrynavy : Harry is a journalist with a lot of secrets and Louis is the future king of the United Kingdom; they live together for 60 days. (123k, magical AU)

- Sail Across Me , by @canonlarry : Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they’re as pretty as this one. ( 21k, pirate AU with amazing smut)

-The Stars In Your Eyes Light Up The Sky by andthensusays: The one where Harry is a prince forced out of the closet and Louis is a boybander forced in. When they meet, everything changes. (60k, when Royal Au meets Famous!AU. I have to read it again, it’s been a long time. Too much time. )

- my kingdom for a kiss (tonight you’re on my mind) , by @sa-voix : Or, the one where Zayn and Louis make a friendly wager and it goes too far, Harry’s a baker with a heart of gold and really great hair, Liam is an overworked PA who just wants to enjoy his holiday and Niall is completely at ease, as always. An accidentally married AU mixed with a splash of modern royalty. (30k, Prince Louis, accidental marriage AU, amazing!)

- What A Feeling To Be A King Beside You by @misswarncke :  “Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson, Duke of Wellington, your highness,” the man, or boy considering he seems to be around Harry’s age or slightly older, says with a wink and a quick bow.  Huh. Duke of Wellington. Harry recalls once meeting the Duke of Wellington. He probably wasn’t a day over 7 years and honestly only remembers a mischievous boy with blue eyes that poured gravy on him. But now that he thinks about it, the Duke in front of him does have pretty, blue eyes as well. He’s also got a nice smile and a beautiful jawline covered in short stubble. His chestnut hair is done up in a perfect quiff and his dark navy suit is perfectly tailored to his body. He’s fit.(Basically: Harry is the Prince of Wales and Louis is the Duke of Wellington. They fall in love.) (16k, I love this one)

- Celebrity Discount , by @loaded-gunn : Louis fell for Prince Harry when he was ten and Harry was eight and peeked behind the Queen’s elegant gown for his first public appearance—a shy smile and a mess of curls. He fell for him when he caught Lottie putting up a magazine cover of Harry on her wall and all she had to say for herself was, “He’s such a good person, yeah?” and, yeah. He fell for him when Harry gracefully accepted his demotion. He fell for him when Harry came out and stayed out.   (Prince!Harry  , 27k)

- Foolishly Completely Falling by @isthatyoularry : Louis is ¼ of the infamous boy band One Direction and has had a crush on the Prince of Wales for ages. Prince Harry is gay and out and when he spills on a tv show about finding a certain Louis fit, their paths cross and everything turns into a tumult of emotions and anxiety, and the complications when you just want to show the world who you love. (85k, Prince Harry and boybander Louis)

- Glow by @haydolce : Alien AU, with a hint of Royal AU. A summer barbecue at the Tomlinson’s is interrupted by a naked visitor from a peaceful planet far, far away. Can an alien and a human survive a summer together for the sake of the human race? (41k, ok this one is probaby my fav fic of Dolce tbh ^^)

And I haven’t read them yet, but it looks great :

- Common : Henry VIII ruined it for everybody. Now the king or queen can only marry a person chosen by the magic of the church, or disaster will befall Britain. Prince Louis, heir apparent to the British throne, dislikes most things about his inheritance–but most of all that it could keep him from finding the real love of his life. (magical AU, with a mix of High-school AU ? I really need to read this!)

- The King and I : Louis -better known as The Rogue- is the legendary King of the Thieves of London, the underground network of criminals who run the city. Zayn is his second in command, Niall is an Irish fugitive with ultra high-tech hacking skills, and Liam is a dirty cop who lets Rogue and his crew get away with just about anything. Harry is Britain’s absolute worst criminal and a professional scapegoat who flees Cheshire in search of good treatment, and just might find it under the wing of London’s regal mastermind. (43k)

- Turn and face the strange: “Yeah okay, look, um. I’m in a relationship now, mum. And it’s pretty serious and I’m very much in love with him.” Louis’ mum’s face lights up at that. “Well why didn’t you say?! Can we meet him?! Is he here today?”“This is the catch. He’s kind of, well, he’s incredibly famous. So he couldn’t be at the ceremony but he’s in the car and we’re going to go back to his home for some lunch, is that okay?”“Famous?! Louis, if this is some sort of joke…”“It’s not, mum, I promise. Please can you just get in the car? He’s in this one, I want you three to meet him first, just don’t freak out, please,” he says, gesturing at Harry’s traditional black car.Or the one where Harry is going to be King, Louis can’t handle it like he thinks, Zayn is finally happy, Liam’s a massive geek and Niall’s marrying a princess.    (26k, aaaahhhhhhh I need this now!)

- All The King’s Men : Louis is an arrogant, self assured prince who falls in love with a charming thief named Harry during his youth. However, years later, a revolution is sparked amongst the frustrated commoners… and Louis’s former teenage romance is leading it. (39k)

- call it magic, call it true : Harry Styles loves hockey, art history and speaks Italian. His Royal Highness Prince Louis of Wales is second in line to inherit the British Throne. Their relationship is sometimes a fairytale but occasionally a nightmare.(Louis is the Prince William to Harry’s Kate Middleton.) (17k, OMG)

(and now I hate you cause I wanna read all them again)

UPDATE (last update on SEPTEMBER 24th 2016 :

- Bittersweet and Strange by Keep_Calm_And_Read_Fic :    Beauty and the Beast AU in which Harry is taken prisoner in King Louis ‘The Beast’ Tomlinson’s castle, Master Liam Payne may or may not be a torture specialist, Master Zayn Malik may or may not be the Master of War, and no one will tell him what the hell Niall does around here. Basically, Harry hates his enemy with a passion. Then he kind of has a passion for his enemy. Then he wonders if he and Louis are enemies at all. (41k)

- now I’ll surrender up my heart and swap it for yours: Louis can’t believe this. He just - he honestly, in all of the ideas he had in his head as to who Harry was, he never in a million years thought this was going to be the answer. “You’re a prince?” Liam asks, for what is possibly the hundredth time in the past five minutes. It seems to be the only thing either of them can say. Harry’s sat primly in his chair, back a straight line and hands folded neatly on the kitchen table. He nods once, and bows his head slightly. “Yes.”“And you have to stay here,” Louis clarifies, “Because you were almost kidnapped?”OR - a (kind of) Princess Protection Program AU (17k)

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RoyEd Week Day 5

Prompt: Feverish

This is for all intents and purposes a companion piece to @uchiha-umeko ’s gorgeous piece of art that I was allowed to write off of. Thank you again ;u;

Ed had been quite willing to ignore the unnatural heat coming off of his face when he woke, along with the dizziness and pounding pain behind his eyes. Today was important, far too important for him to miss and he sure as hell wasn’t staying home because of a cold. He hadn’t been on a mission in what felt like forever (although Roy kept dutifully reminding him that it had only been two weeks and you need to be patient, Edward), and this meant he finally got to get back in the field and get his hands dirty. So no, he was not missing today to lay in bed and do absolutely nothing. But he should have expected that a certain someone who tended to worry far too much would try and pull him out.


Roy had cornered him in the office while he was getting ready under the pretense of a briefing. He had tried to escape but the bastard knew his tricks by now and blocked all of the exits. Dammit. Ed huffed and started tugging his gloves on, jacket tossed on a nearby chair. “You’re not taking me out.”


“Now why would you think I’d be doing anything like that?” Roy moved closer, dark eyes flitting over Ed’s face carefully as a hand came up and brushed his bangs back. “Maybe I just wanted to see you.” That lie was ruined by the press of his palm against Ed’s forehead.


Ed’s brows furrowed slightly, tugging at the base of his glove with less force than usual. His body positively ached. “Roy, I have to do this mission. I cannot-”


“Like hell you will! You’re burning up, Edward!” Roy’s face had shifted into a look of pure concern, something Ed had been doing his damndest to prevent because now the bastard was never going to leave him alone.


“Roy, I am the one who’s qualified for this. You can’t just take me off because we sleep toge- ther…” Was it just him or was the room spinning a little bit more than before? Arms slid around his waist, holding him up as he was moved towards a chair. He plopped down far too hard, body protesting the harsh movement and making him groan. He could hear Roy speaking but couldn’t understand him over the harsh pounding in his head, looking up in time to see the door shutting.


It seemed as though he was only alone for about a minute before the door creaked back open and gentle hands were guiding him up out of his seat. “Easy love, take it slow. You’re going home and you’re going back to bed.” He couldn’t help the noise of protest that squeezed out of his throat, making Roy shake his head. “You’re not even coherent and you’re still fighting me on this.” It felt like someone was taking a hammer to his skull as they moved, Roy’s arm wrapped tight around Ed’s waist to keep him upright as they somehow got all the way out of HQ and into the car.


His head landed on Roy’s shoulder as soon as they were seated in the back, eyes threatening to close as he shivered. He could feel Roy’s eyes on him before he heard movement, and then he was finally warm. When had he gotten cold in the first place? He couldn’t remember. The fabric was familiar, and it smelled like…oh. Roy and wrapped him up in the stupid black coat that followed him everywhere. Although said stupid black coat was doing a good job keeping him warm right now. “Hawkeye’s g’nna kill y’.”


He felt more than heard Roy snort. “She held the door open for me so I didn’t drop you. I believe she understands the circumstances.” An arm slid around his shoulders, pulling him closer. “There will be more missions, Ed. You need to get better first.”


“Mm…st’ll coulda done ’t.” And possibly passed out in the process, but he wasn’t actually that angry anymore. He was tired and achey and Roy was warm and safe, so maybe just this once he could forgive him. Ed burrowed into the coat while also nestling against Roy’s side, the motions of the car and the fingers that were now petting his hair lulling him to sleep.

I Less Than Three You

Summary: Dan and Phil are friends with benefits which itself is complicated. To make things worse for Dan he is in love with Phil and Phil has gone to party thrown by a guy who has a crush on him.

Warnings: F-bombs, Bad writing (It’s my first ever fic), Some more bad writing (English is not my first language)

Word count: 1668

Every part of my day is heavens thanks to Phil. Every second of my day is also torture because of Phil as well. It’s currently past midnight and usually at this time we retire to one of our bedrooms (I secretly prefer his as it smells as home) and engage in what the fans call ‘bishi bashi’ making me fell all bliss. It also makes my chest hurt later thinking how I cannot tell the person lying next to me how much special he is to me.

Phil and I were in this unspoken friends with benefit deal. We never labeled what we were. And nobody knew about us. We went on dates with other people, only when our friend forced us to go. They never lasted more than a couple of dates.

For me, Phil was the obvious reason why. Saying that I am somewhat obsessed with him won’t be an overstatement. And it is almost 1 am now and Phil isn’t home still from this stupid party one of his stupid hunky uni friend, Roy with his stupid outrageous crush on Phil. Phil even went out with him twice (I consumed ridiculous amount of alcohol both the time went to bed before Phil came back) and said him clearly that it wasn’t working for him, that Roy still flirts and tries for Phil. It makes me want to throw that stupid house plant on his head.

Its quarter past one already and this time usually I am having my world rocked by the black haired beauty. Where is he? Phil never stays at party past midnight and switch off his phone. Unless that too pretty to be true boy is responsible for it.

The thought alone makes me feel like my heart is cracking. I know I cannot drink my grief out now, Phil is still sort of missing.

When I was about to call him for what felt like seventieth time, I heard the door downstairs close and a loud bump. Phil is home with me and not with Roy. And sure enough Phil was there awkwardly bent on the stairs just beside the door smelling strongly of alcohol. Now that I was sure Phil was back home safe, I could get angry.

“Where were you and why is you fucking cell off? I’ve been worried sick. You could have at least called me if you had decided to be late.” I barked climbing down towards him. He only managed to straighten up by then.

“I am sholly” he slurred smiling at me sweetly evaporating my anger. Fucking cutie.

He suddenly put his arm around my shoulder and leaned on me, his face centimeters away from mine. This always made me pause my breathing which helped as the smell of alcohol was overwhelming.

“How much did you drink?” I asked snaking my arms around him and pulling him closer. I was feeling possessive a little over Phil because of the whole Roy thing and wanted him all to myself. We have had drunken sex several times before and I was positive Phil won’t mind in the morning. He would probably jokingly demand a reverse situation for himself.

“A little” He slurred smiling. “Yeah sure” I said pecking his lips. I never get to just peck him and do other cute things. It’s always a heated kiss leading up to something more.

“Oh Dan” he sighed against my lips and nuzzled into my neck and locking both his arms around me. He sighed some more which made me want to moan and it had little to do with my sensitive neck.

“Come on, let’s make it to bed this time. Not that you doing me against the door was in any way unpleasant” I flirted. We do that quite a lot actually and checking each other out. At least that’s what I do.

“Yeah” he giggled leaning more on me and snuggling some more. I half carried him to his bedroom. Phil never was this clingy, not that I mind. May be he was a cuddly drunk. That made me happy. God I am a creep.

“That was one of the best sex I’ve had” he said as I push him on his bed. He just sat there looking at my face with glazed eyes. It made me a bit self-conscious. I removed his shoes and was about to kiss him when those soft pink lips started speaking, “All of the best sex I have ever had were with you.  Actually all sex with you is best. God I love you.”

What. He what? He what ME?

“You love me?” I barely managed to make it audible.

“Of course I love you Dan. I have said that many times before.” He said dreamily.

Of course that’s what it was. He said he loved me this morning when I bought him his favorite cereal. I realized I was still awkwardly kneeling his left shoe half removed and my thigh had begun to hurt. I got his shoes removed, changed him into his pjs and made him take his contacts out. Somehow this love me thing reminded me my place with him and now I just wanted to curl up on my bed away from Phil.

I finally managed to tuck him in switched off light and began to walk out.

“Why are you leaving me Dan?” he said and he sounded so broken all so sudden. I had to go back to look properly at him. “What do you want from me?” I asked as gently as I could.

He looked up at me with his fucking blue eyes and uttered the sweetest thing “I want you to not leave me.”

I smiled at him as that made me feel all warm inside again and I knew I had no other option. So I snuggled beside him.

“I less than three you Dan. Why don’t you see it? I love you so much” he mumbled towards the end. Ok this was getting serious but I stopped myself from getting my hopes up. It was Phil after all; why would he love me.

“What do you mean you love me?” I managed a whisper. He flinched badly at this and his eyes watered. Fuck he’s crying.

“I know I shouldn’t have said that” he stammered between sobs. I barely could understand what he was saying. “I should have never. I don’t want you to leave me. I don’t want to live without you Dan please.” He was horribly sobbing towards the end and it snapped me out from my stunned state that I was in because of what he said.

“Phil, Phil stop crying; I am not leaving you. Please calm down. Stop love.” I consoled rubbing his chest and wiping his tears.

My eyes did almost water at what he was saying. My breathing was fast and there was weird feeling in my stomach. But I won’t let my hopes high. I needed to know more.

“How do you love me Phil?” he looked at me with teary eyes. “Do you want me more than just… more that what we are now?”

He nodded timidly. Fuck.

“Like you want me as your boyfriend?” my voice was very low because I was fucking scared. I had finally said it; out loud to Phil.

All I could think was please say yes Phil. Whatever you do don’t say no. If it was anything negative, my heart would be done for.

“Yes please” he squeaked.

My lips quivered but I was smiling looking at the Phil’s perfect face as silent tears ran down my checks.

“You are drunk Phil, are you sure you want to be with me?” I still needed all assurance I could get because after all it had been five years since we have been friend with me being in love with him for pretty much all that time.

I never said anything before because I am a mess and quite frankly Phil can do so much better than settling for me for his boyfriend. So I kept trying and pushing my feeling back and failing. At least I got to have him as my best friend and what’s more I didn’t even have any sexual frustration because of him. Constant heartache was I got in return but I had decided it was little price to pay than loosing Phil completely for the tiny chance that I had of having a real relationship with him.

“Are you sure you won’t think that I am just silly old Dan, your flatmate in the morning?” I questioned.

“You were never just Dan for me. I had realized that even before we met in person. I cannot be surer of waning to be with you Dan.  Please be mine. All mine and nobody else’s. Please.” He actually begged.

There was no way now that my eyes would stop watering any time soon. I hugged him tightly with all the strength I had and didn’t care if I was hurting him because every nerve cell in me stimulated to hold Phil as close as possible and never let him go. It was because I realized how much I need to hear something like that from Phil. I had always hoped, prayed, wished, begged literally at least once everyday for Phil to return my feelings.

“But I am such a mess, Phil.” I managed to choke out. I wanted to get all my insecurities cleared. Or maybe I just wanted to hear Phil say sweet things more. “I am emotionally a wreak. I am so pathetic and you always have to take care of me every few weeks when I fall into another existential crisis. You are the sweetest, kindest person and unbelievably beautiful. Why would you love me? Tell me why you love me Phil”

He was still sniffling a bit but he pulled me closer and managed to say things that made that night the best night of my life.

  Part 2 (for the day after from Phil’s pov)

A Head, A Heart, & A Crown {Biadore} Chapter 16 -C*NT

A/N: This is the second to last chapter! 😭😭😭 I can’t even believe it tbh, but I’m happy to say 1. This chapter is long (yay) 8500+ words! 2. TW: NSFW 😏 Smut is coming after 15 chapters of angst, drama, crazy ex boyfriends and competition. 3. It’s been almost a year since I got into Drag Race, so to see where I was a year ago, to now is something else. 4. Thank you to my lovely beta trixies-padding and 5. Thank YOU to all of the readers who have loved this story and continued to read it and give feedback! Enjoy!

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It seems like one of those nights

   Today was one of those days that everything feels weird, one of those days when everyone decides to turn against you, those days that the world seems to hate you but also one of those days that you stop at the end and think about everything in your life. I laid in bed and started to remember everything that happened this weekend.

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Why Didn't Laurel Get A Goodbye?

Anonymous said: Hey Jen. I know you’re swamped so I’ll be quick. Why do you think Oliver didn’t say goodbye to Laurel? This actually bugs me despite the fact that I don’t actually like her very much (little bit more this episode than in the past).

Anon!!! Eh…I’m not that swamped. It’s hiatus babe!

First…a disclaimer. There tends to be tagging issues on my Laurel Lance posts because the Tumblr app cannot distinguish the anti-tags. I am tagging this Switzerlaurel because that’s the tag the Olicity fandom has set up to freely discuss Laurel Lance. If you are a Lauriver fan or a Laurel fan, I would advise you to not read any further. I am a Laurel fan, but whenever I write about Laurel & Oliver it takes a negative slant. Why? Because I’ve got a pretty negative point of view on Laurel and Oliver. So if you choose to continue reading - that is your choice.

Okay. I’ve said my peace. Time to hash this out.

That’s a…really freaking good question. What’s sad? The thought never even occurred to me. Yikes. Not quite sure what that says about me. Hmm…I’m getting uncomfortable. Moving on.

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