I would like to tell any 13 year old girl who loves twilight or one direction or taylor swift, that its okay. Its okay to love those things, its okay to own up to liking them. Don’t let anyone tell you any different. Don’t let anyone stop you from liking the things you love. Live your life on your own terms. No one is worth letting go or pretending. No one.
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)
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.
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.
Imagine going to the wedding with Harry and after a few too many fruity cocktails,he’s proper buzzing.He caught the bouquet and he’s prancing back to you,asking you to dance with him.He’s always cuddlier and touchier while drunk,so you dance and he’s much more affectionate towards you,kissing you,touching the small of your back.Your hands mess with his hair a bit more and you’re a giggling mess.You dance to a few songs and then you take a walk to take some air.You end up somewhere with a beautiful view of the sea and Harry is behind you,hugging you and peppering kisses to your jawline and neck and you do the same.I love you’s are shared and you’re happy and content.