The one where there’s late night coffee runs with deep conversations, lots of frat parties with cute frat boys, TV show references, numerous social network interactions, first kisses in the rain and a slow burn love story between two unlikely people.
American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).
Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.
A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?
Louis stands, in the middle of a clearing with his hands in his pockets, and stares. This boy—God, this gorgeous, gorgeous boy. He seems so clumsy, confused at the best of times, but there’s a wisdom about him as he speaks, a maturity that belies his age.
Louis is hopelessly, wildly attracted to him.
or, louis is a successful jockey down on his luck, struggling to get his life back on track after an injury. harry has a horse, a house fit for a prince, and a broken heart.
it takes them a while to figure out that they need each other.
Harry is quiet for a moment and his fingers feel like they’re burning past the fabric of Louis’ jumper, branding his skin. “Can I kiss you?“
This is where Louis should walk away and leave Harry to pirouette and cambré by himself in the faint moonlight shining through the windows. He is a spy and Harry is a dancer. There are lines that should not be crossed.
Louis surges forward.
Louis is a spy and Harry is a dancer. The only real thing they know is each other.
Tomlinson looks Liam over, tilting his head. “Are you a swimmer as well?”
“Yeah,” Liam says, a little cautiously. Harry wonders if it’s Tomlinson’s fame or the unimpressed eyebrow that’s making Liam wary. “Distance, I’m doing the 1500m. Harry here’s a sprinter.”
“Ah,” says Tomlinson, turning his glinting eyes back to Harry. “So you’re not an endurance man.” A beat passes, and his grin grows, wide and filthy. "Shame.”
Harry Styles is Team Great Britain’s newest swimmer, and has spent his whole life training for this moment, a chance at the gold medal in the Rio 2016 Olympics. All his training, hard work, and dedication to no distractions is tested when he’s assigned to the same Rio apartment as Louis Tomlinson, British gymnast and Harry’s childhood crush.
The town itself is tiny, as evidenced by the ten minutes it’s taken Louis to drive the entire thing. There’s not a single recognisable brand in sight—no Tesco or McDonald’s or even a bloody Starbucks. Lining the streets instead are mom and pop stores with names like ‘Jerry’s Burgers’ and ‘The Market Basket’ and…
“'Naked & Proud?‘” Louis almost slams on the brakes at the outlandish sign, the name written in a seemingly innocent font, words curved around a large cartoon peach. He can’t help turning into the carpark, easing the car into a spot next to a beat up truck.
He isn’t sure what to make of it. Surely it isn’t a strip joint or sex shop, not with the families and little old ladies going in and out of the establishment. Some kind of nudist hangout, perhaps?
And, oh, God. Did Louis’ mother accidentally send him to live in a nudist colony?
In which Harry runs an organic store, not a nudist colony, and Louis doesn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed.
Summary : The reader is a
young graphic design major, who got an internship at Marvel Studios
as a 3d coordinator. It’s her first day on a real set and she catches
the eye of Chris Evans himself.
Prompt given by myself truly, because I
love Chris, and I need motivaion to ge me through my design projects.
You couldn’t believe it, you were
finally here. On set, working on a Marvel film. No, you weren’t an
actress, you didn’t think yourself pretty enough or tall enough to be
one ; no, you were a 3D graphic designer and you had gotten a
six months internship working with the 3D coordinators team at
Marvel. You were 3 months down, having already worked with the team
on the last shots of the new Spiderman film. Now, they had given you
the chance to actually come on set and see where the magic starts.
You couldn’t help but grin as you watch the set being built. Well, it
was mostly large green cartoon walls being put together but still,
you had seen some drafts of what it was going to look like, and damn,
it’s going to look good.
“Hey Y/N ! Could you get me one
of the 3D prints we got for today’s scenes ?” Seth , one of
the coordinators, asked you as you two were setting the last
computers. “I think we need to go over the set one last time.”
“I’ll get them !” You answered
as you finished plugging a cable into your laptop. Readjusting your
glasses, you left the corner and turned around, heading for the
prints. There was so much people on set today, after all it was the
first week and all the actors were starting to come up for their
You quickly found the prints and walked
back to the set. Well. Easier than done. You were on your way, urning
around when you bumped into someone. You fell over, right on the
butt, all the papers in your hands now floating on top of you.
“Fuck” you mumble under your
breath, your bum aching from the fall. You started picking up the
papers on the ground.
“Shit, Sorry, that’s my bad” You
looked up as Chris freaking Evans started helping you. He bent down,
and started gathering all your papers, you froze for a second,
because what the hell ?! It’s your first day on set and you
already manage to make a fool out of you. In front of Chris freaking
“it’s okay, you don’t have to..”
You start to speak as he hands you the papers he’s gathered. You take
them and you two get up from the floor.
“It’s the least I could do. Sorry
about that, runiing into you and all.” He says and you nod at him.
He’s looking down at you, really looking at you, up and down. And you
almost want to pinch yourself ; is he actually checking you
“You’re new. I have never seen you
around.” Chris says, and god, you have to look up, because he’s so
“No, I hum, well I mean yes, I’m new
and no you haven’t seen me around.” You ramble and really you need
to go away before you embarass yourself more.
“You’re a part of the set designer
team I guess by the prints ?” He makes a nod towards the paper
in your hand.
“3D coordinators.” You precise.
“Just here to make sure you look good.” The moment the words
escape your mouth you wish you just shut up. You mentally did slap
yourself this time. But Chris laughed – okay, what ? - and
then smiled at you.
“Well, I’m sure I am in my good hands.”
His eyes didn’t leave you and you
started feeling so uncomfortable and you felt sweat dripping on the
back of your neck. You awkwardly chuckled before squeezing the
papers, before mumbling that you had to go back to set right now.
“Great, then I’ll see you around !”
You awkwardly smiled at him before
running , literally running away from him. You quickly got back to
the team, and gave them the prints. You quickly got your head into
work and soon enough, the cast were starting to appear. As a
coordinator, you had to make sure the captors were placed in the
right spots on their body. You were assigned Mark, Scarlett and
Chris. Chris Evans. You were putting the captors on Mark’s body,
watching Chris out of the corner of your eye, while also listening to
“Do you have a boyfriend, Y/N ?”
Mark suddenly asked you.
“What ?” You head snapped up,
as Mark chuckled at your reaction.
“Just wondering.” He shrugged, you
regained your focus as you finished placing the captors on your leg.
“Hu hu.” You said, going back to
one of the laptops. You took, balancing it on your arm. “Okay,
let’s see. Can you move ?”
Mark did as told and the movments were
perfectly captured on your screen. “Perfect ! You’re good to
go !” You told him, smiling.
“Thanks darling !” He told
you, sending you a kiss in the air. What a charmer, you thought. You
looked back at your screen, making sure that everything was okay with
Mark’s zone, when someone taped on your shoulder. You jumped, almost
knocking your laptop over ; Strong hands grabbed the laptop
though and made sure it didn’t hit the ground. You met Chris’s blue
eyes and he smiled at you.
“You gotta work on your clumsiness.”
“Yeh, I suppose I do.” You said,
looking back at your screen, resseting your glasses higher on your
nose bridge. “So, it’s your turn now ?”
“Yup. I’m all yours babe.” He said
as he stood tall in front of you. You smirked, raising an eyebrow.
You typed in some coding lines, and quickly reset a new bunch of
captors. You put down your laptop and grabbed them before turning to
Chris. You started with his legs.
“Wow, you really are small.” He
said, as you were kneeling, attaching captors behind his calves.
“That’s not a fair observation.”
“How come ?”
“Well, you’re above 6ft tall, and I’m
“You went down on your own.” You
raised your head at that comment and you saw Chris smirking at you.
You bit your lip, stopping yourself from flirting back with him, and
continued with attaching captors to his body. You made your way back
up, you had to go on your tiptoes to reach his chest. You saw Chris
smirking, and it amused you but you weren’t showing it.
“Stop it.” You whispered.
“But you’re so tiny.”
You shoved him in the chest, he didn’t
even flinch at the move. You placed the last captors on his arms
before going over to your laptop again. Chris started to walk behind
you but you stopped him.
“No, you stay right there.”
You shook your head at his cheekiness
before checking that every captors were right.
“Okay, move for me now.”
He started to dance randomly and you
chuckled slightly before frowning. The captors on this left arm
“Okay, just a minute.” You said.
You started writing codes lines to see if the captors reacted.
“Is that code ?” You hadn’t
noticed Chris getting close to you. You hummed, not really caring
about his presence right now. You finished typing the codes, before
looking up at him. What you didn’t expect was him being very close to
you, and that took you quite off guard as you looked down at your
screen immediately. But Chris didn’t let it go. He slid his finger
under your chin, making you turn your head towards him again.
“Am I making you uncomfortable ?”
You didn’t know what to say, he didn’t
make you uncomfortable, but he’s Chris Evans and you’re .. you.
“You’re very .. Intimidating.”
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to.”
You two stared into eachother’s eyes
for a moment before you head Chris’ name being called. You tore your
gazy away from him, and cleared your throat.
“You should be good to go.” You
said , saving the coding so it’d refresh the captor’s actions. “ Can
you move your left arm ?”
Chris stood in front of you and obeyed.
His left arm’s movment was indeed captured this time and you smiled
proudly. You looked at up at Chris, and he was smiling too. You
suddenly felt a bit shy, with him watching you.
“You should go, they’re waiting for
Chris didn’t leave right away, no, he
kept looking at you, a light smirk at the corner of his lips.
“See you around, little one.”
You didn’t answer as you just watched
him jog over Mark and Scarlett and Jeremy. Your heart was pounding in
your chest, as you couldn’t believe what had happened over the last
couple of hours. What a first day!
Christian Bale was the best Batman in my opinion. I fucking hate Ben Assfleck.
[ :-( Don’t be mean. Let’s not play that game. Though, the icon above of Bruce Wayne looks like Affleck quite a fair bit, doesn’t it? Anyway, I think they both have strengths and weaknesses! From what I’ve seen and read, I feel as though Affleck’s portrayal of Bruce Wayne was much closer to resembling Batman than Christian Bale’s in certain respects, but I also have not watched BvS or Suicide Squad, and can’t determine that for myself. I do remember being fairly attracted to Christian Bale when I watched the Nolan trilogy, back when I was 12 or so, which is why I defaulted to using him as a face claim in my bio, lmao.
Honestly, I haven’t watched any DCEU representations of Batman, both Bale and Affleck, in about…10 years at the least, so my input has minimal value. I do intend on watching all the movies at some point! I’m excited to marathon BVS, SS, WW, and JL, as they come out through the course of this year. Eventually. I’m just putting it off for now. ]