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Organized by Ao3 hit count, here are the

MOST READ LOUIS AND HARRY FICS OF 2013

  1. Pull Me Under by zarah5
  2. Things Have Gotten Closer To The Sun by starseas
  3. Red Brick Heart by hazmesentir
  4. Like A Bastard On The Burning Sea by vashtaneradas
  5. Speaking of Marvels by navigator, quitter
  6. Never Shut Us Down by togetherwecouldbealright
  7. Nothing Else But Us Right Here by supernope
  8. Take Off Your Running Shoes by polkadotpeacoat
  9. You You You by isthatyoularry
  10. We’re Okay by scottmcniceass
  11. Fall Into Your Gravity by zarah5
  12. This Shifting Ground by zarah5
  13. Learning To Breathe by youcomecrash
  14. Another Hazy May by deLILAh
  15. River Flows In You by sarcasticfluentry
  16. Sing When You’re Winning by hazmesentir
  17. I Hear You Calling In The Dead Of Night by Thelonelycoast
  18. Kink Therapy by PuzzlingApproach
  19. No One Does It Better by nodibs
  20. Talk Like A Top Take It Like A Bottom by harrysprostate
  21. Monsters At Home by theteapirate
  22. A House Built Out Of Stone by robpatFF
  23. These Roads We Stumble Down by onewasturning
  24. Don’t Look Down by zarah5
  25. A Grocery List Pinned To Blue by dangerbears
  26. Bring Your Body, Baby by smuttythings
  27. Push You Over The Edge (So I Can Pull You Back) by orphan_account
  28. Put It All On Me by LoadedGunn
  29. Thank The Hotel by PuzzlingApproach
  30. You Come Beating Like Moth’s Wings by supernope
  31. There’s No Way That I Could Share You by paladincoolcats
  32. Sizing Up Your Storm Clouds by darkerwings
  33. One Day by sarcasticfluentry
  34. You Give Me Fever (What A Lovely Way To Burn) by OneDirectionsErections
  35. Can I Make It Any More Obvious? by slashter
  36. The One Where Harry Really Doesn’t Have Ten Cats by LoadedGunn
  37. You Let Me Violate You (You Bring Me Closer To God) by OneDirectionsErections
  38. Celebrity Discount by LoadedGunn
  39. Truly, Madly, Deeply (10 Things I Hate About You) by sunsetmog
  40. Glimpse Of The Silhouettes by orphan_account
  41. We Are Honey And The Bee by soleilouis
  42. I Had The Life Of Ordinary, I Spat It Out by TableForThree
  43. Trusting Things Beyond Mistake by sarcasticfluentry
  44. Three Day Getaway by smuttythings
  45. This Is The Road To Ruin (And We’re Starting At The End) by orphan_account
  46. Promise Not To Stop When I Say When by becka, mediaville
  47. Maybe This Time by sunsetmog
  48. Hold Onto Your Stars by vashtaneradas
  49. Outlast by disarm_d
  50. Heroes Of The Orange Skies by queenmcgonagall

Post 2/? of the Louis & Harry Fic History series

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Princely Tiger Moth, Chrysocale principalis by Ian & Kate Bruce
Via Flickr:
A beautiful daytime moth with Iridescent wings. We sighted the Princely Tiger Moth high in the Mil Combres mountains in the Highlands of Mexico. They are found in Guatemala and Mexico and this one was on Ageratum flowers, Whiteweed in the USA, a genus of 40-60 flowering annuals and perennials native to Central America and Mexico with four species found in the USA.

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Sar, El and I started brainstorming a noir mystery animated bug movie and decided to draw designs of different characters. The detective might be a Saturnidae moth with brown wings like a trenchcoat. Widow spider as the femme fatale who’s troubled but good-hearted, dragonfly reporter, and a ladybug up to no good. Another idea was an orchid mantis as a florist with a secret, and horsehair worms as instruments of murder.

You give me flowers resembling Chinese lanterns.

You give me hale, for yellow. You give me vex.

You give me lemons softened in brine and you give me cuttlefish ink.
You give me all 463 stairs of Brunelleschi’s dome.

You give me seduction and you let me give it back to you.
You give me you.

You give me an apartment full of morning smells—toasted bagel and black
coffee and the freckled lilies in the vase on the windowsill.
You give me 24-across.

You give me flowers resembling moths’ wings.

You give me the first bird of morning alighting on a wire.
You give me the sidewalk café with plastic furniture and the boys
with their feet on the chairs.
You give me the swoop of homemade kites in the park on Sunday.
You give me afternoon-colored beer with lemons in it.

You give me D.H. Lawrence,
and he gives me pomegranates and sorb-apples.

You give me the loose tooth of California, the broken jaw of New York City.
You give me the blue sky of Wyoming, and the blue wind through it.

You give me an ancient city where the language is a secret
everyone is keeping.

You give me a t-shirt that says all you gave me was this t-shirt.
You give me pictures with yourself cut out.

You give me lime blossoms, but not for what they symbolize.

You give me yes. You give me no.

You give me midnight apples in a car with the windows down.
You give me the flashbulbs of an electrical storm.
You give me thunder and the suddenly green underbellies of clouds.

You give me the careening of trains.
You give me the scent of bruised mint.

You give me the smell of black hair, of blond hair.

You give me Apollo and Daphne, Pan and Syrinx.
You give me Echo.

You give me hyacinths and narcissus. You give me foxgloves
and soft fists of peony.

You give me the filthy carpet of an East Village apartment.
You give me seeming not to notice.

You give me an unfinished argument, begun on the Manhattan-bound F train.

You give me paintings of women with their eyes closed.
You give me grief, and how to grieve.

Rebecca Lindenberg, “Catalogue of Ephemera,” Love, an Index

what do you associate with your craft?

moss, pinecones, wet graveyards, sharp eyeliner, vervain, cloudy days, deer antlers, moths and bee wings, feathers, storm battered coasts, rock beaches, fir forests, soft silent mornings in a snowy wood, rain dripping down window panes. lichen, jars on every surface, dripping wax and ink stained hands.

what about you?