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Uh.. so, how about a … Sugar Daddy AU…?

I have absolutely no idea how or why this happened. At this point I’m not even trying to find excuses.

It started off with only Kuro in a new outfit… then high heels happened. Guess rereading one of my favorite fanfics (Like Crystal Guts on AO3) didn’t help, either. So, yeah… have this.

Also: how about in this AU Keith and Kuro are best friends and sugar buddys XD Shiro and Lance are partners, leading a large company - since Shiro’s own twin brother, Kuro, refused to take his place besides Shiro in the company.

Despite being quite rich, Lance prefers to stay in a small-sized apartment with a roommate - not because he couldn’t afford anything else, but because he likes to have people around him. He tends to feel lonely quite often. But despite living together for almost 3 years now, Lance never asked Keith what he’s doing for a living. And Keith never told him.

Needless to say, that finding out the truth was quite a shock. Especially since Keith started dating Shiro recently, as his sugar babe… and Shiro’s twin brother Kuro took a liking to Lance.


Holy. Shit.

Why am I doing this…

Bittersweet 16 | Rucas Oneshot

Prompt: I got requested to do a rucas au oneshot based on my favorite instant star episode awhile back as well as a different request to do another ‘Riley is Josh’s younger sister’ au so I decided to combine them lol. Hope that’s okay! 
A/N: Okay so like I said in this AU Riley is Josh’s little sister and Josh and Lucas (and Zay) are two years older. There’s an obvious connection between Riley and Lucas but he’s afraid to cross that line with her because of his relationship with her family and their minor age difference. Inspired by S01E08 of Instant Star.
Word Count: 6,336 (I’m sorry I don’t know why this is so long)

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“I can’t wait to see you either.” Riley smiled as she chewed on her bottom lip. Her best friend Isadora grinned at her from the other side of the couch before popping a handful of M&M’s into her mouth. She playfully kicked at the raven-haired girl who was now making kissing noises as she dragged out her goodbye over the phone. “Yeah, you too. Bye.”

The two girls shrieked in unison once the brunette hung up the phone. “Could it be the God’s are finally on my side?” She giggled, hopping up and down as she tried to contain her excitement. “I can’t believe I have my first serious boyfriend.”

“I can’t believe it’s Evan Carmichael.”  The bespectacled beauty teases, nudging her best friend. “Does this mean you’re over you know who?”

Riley waits a beat. Fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the mere mention of him. Isadora didn’t need to say his name for her to know exactly who she was talking about. Lucas Friar. He was two years older and best friends with her older brother Josh which meant he was off limits. Not that he was interested anyway.

The crush she had on him started way back in middle school but to him she would always just be his best friends little sister. She was just a dumb kid in his eyes despite their minor age difference. But none of that mattered now. She moved on, she was dating Evan now and was just 1 day shy of turning 16 and having the birthday party of her dreams. Things were finally starting to look up. She was happy.

“That’s in the past.” Riley assured her. “Besides, he made his feelings very clear.”

“That was 2 years ago, Bubbles.” Isadora gives her a pointed look. “Just because he saw you as a kid when you were 14 doesn’t meant he sees you that way now. People change. Feelings change.”

“Izzy, it doesn’t matter how long ago it was. Two years later and I’m still two years younger. I’ll always be two years younger. He’s 18, he’s a senior, I can’t expect him to want to be with someone who still has 2 more years to go before they graduate.” She knew it was the truth but that didn’t make it sting any less to hear it out loud. And even though it hurt, she made peace with his decision.  

Peace or no peace though, she couldn’t help but think back to that week…

Every year before the new school year began the Matthews family would rent a lake house up in Connecticut to celebrate labor day away from the hustle and bustle of New York City. Usually the trip only consisted of the 5 of them. Riley’s parents, her two brothers and herself of course. But the summer after Riley’s 14th birthday was different.

Her parents allowed each of their children to bring along 2 guests. Her younger brother Auggie brought his two friends Ava and Dewey and in true Joshua Matthews fashion wherever he went the other two musketeers, Lucas and Zay, followed.  

Even though her parents said she could bring two guests Riley knew the only person she felt comfortable enough to bring along with her was Isadora. She and Izzy became fast friends in elementary school and have been inseparable ever since. It was nice finding someone who got what it meant to be different and once they found each other they vowed never to let go.  

Because of her lack of friends and an open spot being available, Josh begged their parents to let his girlfriend, Maya, tag along. Her parents, feeling like there was an uneven amount of boys and girls, decides it’s a good idea and before they knew it they had a full house.

It wasn’t until that summer that Riley even thought she had a chance with Lucas in the first place. Yes, she had a school girl crush on the sandy haired boy but in her heart of hearts she never thought even for a second that he would reciprocate those feelings. Not until the lake that is.

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heading for a small disaster by suspendrs (20k) 

He and Harry have never had an interaction outside of this car, and they probably never will. After all, Harry is just the guy that drives Louis to work, and Louis is just another customer. That’s all they are, really.

Or, Harry drives an Uber and Louis’s life is falling apart.

(thank you @loupsandhirry for the pictures in this post!)

ML Fanfic Appreciation Week Day 4 - Angst

Honestly, I don’t read as much angst as I thought. But when I do, it is sooo good. I shall dedicate this day to one of my favorite fics, called Fractal, by the awesome @australet789. This fic gave me so many feels, like you have no idea. I weep for both Adrien and Plagg in this one. Hope you enjoy it!

(For reference, it takes place in Chapter 2, before Adrien wakes up to go to school)

Fractal (fanfic of a fanfic)

Chat Noir was running on the rooftops of Paris. He didn’t remember exactly why, he just knew that he had to run. He was running from something. Or was it someone?

“Chat!” someone—a girl—called behind him. He was sure the voice was familiar, but couldn’t place it at the moment.

“Chat!” she called again. It had to be important. Why couldn’t he stop then? Or could he?

Another ledge came, but instead of jumping, he stopped to catch his breath. His breathing felt… different for some reason.

The girl behind him gasped.

The boy turned on his heels to see Ladybug, eyes wide and hands over her mouth. Chat Noir’s brows furrowed.

“What is it?” he asked. But she took a step back. He looked around, trying to figure out the problem.

There was suddenly a large window next to him. Odd.

He couldn’t see anything inside. Only his reflection. Except it wasn’t him.

“WHAT THE—!” Chat Noir jumped back, and so did the thing pretending to be his reflection.

Instead of the dashing, leather-clad hero, there was what he could only describe as an abomination. A creature that had the shape of a cat-person fused with Venom. His nose was gone. His mouth was large and filled with big, fanged teeth. His suit looked more like a second skin. And there was no sign of his normal, human features.

He turned back to Ladybug, panicked, but she was not longer there. Instead, Marinette took her place. But she didn’t look scared.

“Don’t look at me.” He shut his eyes, turning his head away. Maybe she would run, like any sane human being. Yet instead, he felt a hand caress his deformed face.

“We’ll fix this, kitty,” she whispered. He slowly opened his eyes, to see that Marinette was still there. “It’ll be okay.”

Something inside him broke. This was not right. None of this was right. What was going on? What happened to his body? What happened to Plagg?!

“Adrien,” another voice called, this time from behind Marinette. Chat Noir stepped to the side to find Plagg, floating in the air.

Except he didn’t look much like himself.

He, too, had fangs replacing his lips. What was more, he looked like he was… melting. Black ooze was dripping from his tiny body, but the kwami didn’t seem to pay mind.

“The clock has started ticking,” he said.

Clock? What clock?

It wasn’t until that moment that he realized the sky had become dark. Too dark. Pitch black. He looked back down to see Marinette’s expression had changed, and was now just as scared as Ladybug.

“Marinette?”

A black tear trailed down her cheek.

“CHAT!” she yelled as she jumped in his arms.


Adrien’s eyes opened in a start.

He took a large breath, but immediately regretted it. His body was completely sore.

Why am I so sore? What happened? What was that all about?

But exhaustion won over, making his eyes droop again. That was, until a slight movement in his hands jolted him awake.

The dream was long forgotten.

Grief

suggested by @missuprealeaaa!! thank you so much for this friend!!! <3 

jesus christ this is super long… but it was just REALLY interesting to write, but and really challenging because of the amount of reading and research I had to do to make sure my background information was correct, but it was totally worth it \(^U^)/ ENJOY

{headcanon / au. inukag ft. inu gang + koga. 2395 words. suggest a hc. ff.net.}


“I couldn’t – I couldn’t do anything to save her…”

Kagome sunk behind her knees as the tears continuously trembled down her distraught face. Koga panned over to the girl’s dismay, but, even he knew, there just wasn’t any right thing to say.

“Maybe if… I had more power…,” Kagome continued, “Maybe if… I was stronger…” She sniffled as she continued hiding behind her crossed arms, “Maybe… then… I could’ve saved Kikyo.”

Or maybe… I still can…,” so she thought.

A ray of bright lights then burst from Inuyasha and Kikyo’s direction. The soul eaters swirled in the wind and circulated everyone who was present. The gang became submerged in the ray of light and its indescribable warmth. Kagome teared as she felt Kikyo’s soul pass through her and Inuyasha remained silent.

Miroku kept Sango close as Shippo remained on his shoulder, “Come Kagome, Koga.” He looked back at the distressed boy, “Let us leave Inuyasha to himself for a bit.”

“Ay,” Koga nodded, pushing himself up from ground. “I know you don’t want to leave your pup alone, Kagome, but it’s just for awhile,” he reached out his hand.

Kagome kept her eyes on Inuyasha as she was lifted from her seat. She followed, but still lacked behind the rest, unable to rip her stare from the discerning figure. She knew what she had to do.

“Erm,” Kagome paused. “I think I’m going to take some time for myself as well.”

“Just be careful, Kagome-chan,” Sango smiled as she laid a hand on her shoulder, Miroku and Shippo bobbing their heads in agreement.

Koga took a step closer, “If you need anything, I’m always right here for you.”

The gang slowly nodded their heads with a longing expression on their faces as Kagome softly grinned and walked in a different direction. Kagome felt their eyes piercing into her back as she walked further and further away. She knew, maybe, it wasn’t the best time to separate from the group, but there was something she felt needed to be done.

“I remember… there was something I had learned in history class…,” the girl held her chin, continuing her small steps. “But… What was it?”

She closed her eyes trying to envision that day in class. She saw herself, sitting at her desk, her fellow classmates, friends, and the teacher. She tried to watch her teacher closely; following along with the mouthing of his words.

“That’s right!” she broke out of her memory. “The yin-yang priests!” she exclaimed. “The onmyouji.” 

“Let me think…,” Kagome shut her eyes once again, remaining in one place. “Onmyouji practiced onmyōdō, which was influenced by Taoism, Buddhism, and Shintoism. These onmyoujis [also known as onmyōji] were specialists in magic, divination, and some claimed that they could talk to those who passed …,” she came back to reality. “Sheesh… No wonder I almost flunked that class.”

Her head began to spin from all the information and her own feelings; she decided to take a seat on a nearby rock to help gather her thoughts so she could come to an actual solution.

She plopped her chin onto the palm of her hand, “But where can I find them?!”

The girl banged her head against her hands, out of frustration, trying to retreat some more information. She began to feel hopeless. Nearing another desire to cry, she suddenly remembered the question asked by a friend: 

But in today’s society, aren’t the onmyoji defined as a type of Shinto priest?

“Of course!” Kagome leaped in light of her revelation. “Onmyoujis are also Shinto priests,” she took a scan of the surrounding area. “And there’s a Shinto shrine not too far from here.”

With high confidence and fearlessness, the girl marched her way into the forest and towards the only place, she thought, could help Inuyasha find salvation.  


“Kagome’s been gone for quite awhile now…,” Shippo muttered behind the warmth of a lit fire.

Koga hopped up without hesitation, “What if she’s gotten into some trouble?!” He run quickly in a circle; fists clenched and eyebrows propped up.

“Kagome-sama just needed some alone time,” Miroku looked over to his troubled friend. “Just like Inuyasha.”

Sango continued staring into the fire, Kirara sitting on her lap, “But, houshisama-” she turned sharply to face Miroku- “What if she did run into trouble? I mean…” She continued, “Naraku is still out there… What if he’s been waiting for this to happen?”

It was almost instantaneously that the entire group stood up in freight. Sango gripped hiraikotsu and Miroku grabbed his staff while Koga, Shippo, and Kirara got into defensive stances.

“There’s just one more problem…,” Sango said with a worried tone.

“What is it?” Shippo looked up to meet her gaze.

Miroku tightened his hand around the staff, “Inuyasha isn’t aware of Kagome-sama’s absence-”

“And… he’ll probably kill us after we tell him that we let her go,” Koga noted.  

The gang shivered with fear of how Inuyasha was going to react. They stepped quietly towards the boy who was busy staring off into the distance. His ears twitched as everyone neared behind him, but he didn’t flinch nor mutter a single word. The only sound that could be heard was the howling of the wind and a multitude of fast-paced heartbeats.

“Inuyasha…,” Miroku stood beside him. “We, uh-” he cleared his throat- “We have something to tell you.”

“What is it?” Inuyasha mumbled beneath his breath, the gang feeling a cold front.

Sango took a step on the other side of him, “Kagome… has been gone for quite some time…”

“What are you –” he slowly, but aggressively got up onto his feet- “What are you trying to say?”

“She said she needed time to herself and that she wanted to be alone!-”

With no interest in further information, Inuyasha’s eyes widened before sprinting off into the direction of her faint scent. The pressure of his feet stomping on the grass and dirt echoed as Koga, with Shippo, followed his tail and Sango and Miroku rode Kirara doing the same.

“KAGOME?!!?!”   


Kagome breathed heavily as she reached the final step, “Whew, I’m out of shape.” She held her ribs and panted towards the floor. It took only another few seconds for her to realize that she had finally made it.

“Ah,” she took a look around. “Hello?! Is anyone here?!”

She quickly, yet carefully made her way towards the little hut beside the shrine. A faint light seemed to be lit within the place, which gave her a bit more sprinkles of hope.

“Hel-”

“Ah, a traveler?” said the man who emerged from the hut.

Kagome’s eyes lit up with a little bit of faith, “Y-Yes! Uhh, you can say that.” She cleared her throat, “You are… a Shinto priest, correct?”

The man laughed, “Why yes, of course I am.” He gestured to the shrine not too far from them.

The man laughed, “Why yes, of course I am.” He gestured to the shrine not too far from them.

“So, that also means you are an onmyōji as well, right?” the girl mentally crossed her fingers, praying that the somewhat-shorter man would give her her desired answer.

He stood in awe, “That’s very impressive-” he folded his hands- “that someone your age actually knows of that.”    

“T-Thank you,” she quickly replied. “Therefore, you know of magical rituals such as divination, necromancy, and spiritualist techniques?!” The man didn’t have time to reply, “I need you to perform a resurrection ritual,” she proclaimed. “…Please?”

The priest replied with saddened eyes, “I’m sorry, miss, but I don’t think you want to do that.”

Kagome formed her hands into a fist, furrowing her brows, “Of course I do!!!” She turned away, “It’s something that I need to do…”

“You misunderstand me,” the priest laid a gentle hand on her, causing her spin his direction. “In order to successfully perform a resurrection ritual-” his voice trembled- “you must sacrifice a life.” He slowly shook his head, “A human life.” 

He waited for Kagome to look shocked and take back her demand, but this was something she had already knew.

She looked up into the sky, taken away by the realignment of the stars, “Please, this is something bigger, and far more important, than myself.” She saw an image of Kikyo.


“What were you guys thinking?!” Inuyasha barked as he hopped from treetop to treetop. “How could you ever think of letting Kagome go somewhere alone this late at night?!” He huffed, “What if… Naraku?!-”

“I knew I should’ve accompanied Kagome-”

“ESPECIALLY YOU, WOLF BOY!” Inuyasha hissed. “Of all people, how could you have let her gone?!”

“WATCH IT, MUTT!” Koga growled, biting his tongue as he sprinted right beneath him. “You were to caught up with your own feelings you completely neglected Kagome’s!!!”

“Why you…,” Inuyasha hopped off the treetop, confronting Koga. “Why should I listen to what you what to say?!”

“ENOUGH!” Sango threw hiraikotsu to break the two up.

“You both are being childish!” Miroku exclaimed. “Kagome-sama is missing and it’s you two who are getting caught up in your own feelings!”

Inuyasha and Koga sneered as they face the opposite of each other. Shippo and Kirara sighing at their naivety. Suddenly, the wind picked up and howled fiercely, much more ferociously. The gang pushed back by its pressure.

“I know that scent!!!” Inuyasha leaped back onto the trees, sprinting off at the speed of light.

Koga took a quick whiff of the air, “IT’S-”

“KAGOME?!?!?!!?!!”


The priest sat down in front of the altar. He continuously shook his head no as he prepared the bowl of ingredients required for the ritual. He placed it in the center of the sigil that Kagome mimicked from the ancient Japanese ritual book with paint. She returned with the page of incantation.

“Here you go!” the girl handed over the wrinkled page.

“Child…,” the priest teared. “How could you still speak with such positive energy?”

Kagome forced a smile, “Like I said…” She looked over at the altar, “This is something more important than me.”

“You don’t have to do this,” he pleaded. “Death is never an option.”

She lowered her head, “That’s the thing…” She approached the altar, running her hand against the cloth, “It always is… because it’s always there.” 

Without hesitation, she leaped onto the table. The priest slowly nodded his head, realizing that there was nothing he could say or do to change the girl’s mind. He lit up each of the four candles before sitting promptly onto the floor.

He began to read the first few passages of the incantation, none of which Kagome could understand. He threw a pinch of ingredients into the bowl and it sparked; causing the wind to howl more aggressively. After a couple more incantation verses, thrown-in ingredients, and storm-like winds, the priest made his way over to Kagome on the altar.

“You can still walk away from this,” the priest loosened his grip on the sharp blade.

Kagome gave a little smile, “She deserves to be saved, and he deserves salvation.”

The priest reluctantly lifted the blade as Kagome braced for the worse, “Goodbye…” He forced down the knife, “Inuyasha…

“KAGOME?!?!?!!?!!”

The knife was knocked out of the priest’s hand. Inuyasha hovered over him with his claws ready to slash. The gang rushed over to Kagome’s side.

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” Inuyasha spat as the priest shivered with trembling fear.

“Inu…-” she sat up, tears ready to fall from her eyes- “… yasha?”

A mixture of voices rang in her ears, but all she could focus on was Inuyasha rushing his way over to her. She fought back her tears as he came closer.

“Are you alright, Kagome?!” he placed his hand over hers. “Why did you wander off like that?!”

“You said…,” she covered her face with her bangs, her tone becoming more quiet. “You wanted to protect her forever…”

Inuyasha took a step back from his shock; the gang gasping, clenching their own hearts.

“You were…-” Miroku looked over at the bowl and incantation page- “going to resurrect Kikyo, weren’t you, Kagome-sama?”

Kagome slowly nodded her head, “That doesn’t explain why he had a knife ready to plunge into you?!”

“In order to successfully perform a resurrection ritual, you must sacrifice-”

“A human life,” Kagome finished off.  “So please, everyone,” she laid back down. “Let the priest complete the ritual.”

Everyone immediately leaped out at Kagome, but it was Inuyasha who snatched her off the altar. The rest were taken away by his speed.

“As if I’d let you!!” Inuyasha roared.

Kagome tried to shimmy out of his hold, “SHE DESERVES TO BE SAVED, INUYASHA!” The tears waterfalling without her control, “She can help you all, better than I ever could.”

She slightly turned to face the rest, “She can help defeat Naraku and get rid of your kazana, Miroku. Get revenge, Koga. Save your brother, Sango. Trust me, Shippo… Kirara.” The girl then locked eyes with Inuyasha, “Give you salvation, Inuyasha.”

“Kagome… Kagome-sama… Kagome-chan…,” the gang breathed.

Inuyasha squeezed her tighter, “You silly fool…” He lowered his head, “You are my salvation.”

“… Heh?”

“Yes, Kikyo was the first woman I ever cared for… I ever loved…,” she began to sulk. “But, you are my now and my forever. You have taught me everything I never knew I needed. You taught me how to have fun, how to laugh, how to cry…,” he took a short breath. “How to love…”

Kagome’s tears began to flow again as the rest of the gang hovered above them. The priest smiling from afar.

“We need you, Kagome-sama,” Miroku nodded his head.

“I couldn’t possibly handle these guys alone!” Sango laughed. “I need my girlfriend.”

“Who’s going to keep everyone in check?!” Shippo leaped onto Inuyasha’s head. “Especially this one?” Inuyasha fought back the urge to beat on him.

“I need you in my life, Kagome,” Koga held her hand. “You’re my woman.”

“Never touch her again!!” Inuyasha smacked his hand.

The girl grinned big as she watched Inuyasha and Koga fuss right before her, and the rest trying to break it up. She stared at how Inuyasha continued to hold her within his arms, even when mid-war. She took in these moments as she peeked over at the priest, who nodded his head.

“He was right,” she whispered to herself. “I didn’t want to do this,” she looked back up at the gang, “This is what I want.”        

The Artist / Muse AU

“You’re ‘SHE’!”

Jyn glanced up from the influx of words spilling out into her notebook and blinked owlishly, trying to determine if she knew who the excited voice belonged to. 

“… Pardon?”

“SHE! You’re SHE!”, he repeated each word more insistent than the last. 

She figured he must be mistaking her for someone else, and shrugged one shoulder softly, wanting nothing more than to get back into writing, although she was afraid that the interruption had ruined her flow for the rest of the day. 

“Sorry, I think you must have me confused with someone else … “

Frustrated that she wasn’t understanding, he pulled his phone from his pocket, scrolled through his photos until he found what he was looking for, and turned it toward Jyn so that she could see. 

What she saw were her own eyes staring right back at her. Her eyes, come to vivid, striking life from the hand of Cassian Andor. Cassian, who Jyn hadn’t spoken to in months. Not that she hadn’t fought with herself over calling, texting, or showing up on his doorstep unannounced, to say the words they’d left unsaid the last time that she’d left. 

“SHE”, he repeated, sliding his phone back into his pocket. “The Mothma Gallery? Cassian Andor’s newest exhibit? God, I didn’t think that SHE was a real person … “

Jyn didn’t mean to be rude, but she tuned everything out as she stuffed everything back into her bag in her haste to get to the gallery before it closed for the day. “Sorry”, she called back, already six steps away before she even thought about it. “I’ve got to - “

Before she knew it, she was standing in the center of the gallery, surrounded by nothing but her face - paintings, sketches, finished and unfinished alike, smiling, looking away coyly, posing, at her most vulnerable, moments that she didn’t even know he was capturing, messy hair, a too-big t-shirt sliding down over one shoulder as she concentrated on writing, a frown on her face … 

Nothing but her.

The last few observers murmured to themselves and stared openly as they passed by her, but Jyn hardly found a reason to care, not when she caught the all too familiar cadence of his voice when he said her name like that, and she turned, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes.

There were plenty of things that needed to be said. But as she breached the distance between them, throwing her arms around his neck, pulling him flush against her, immediately searching his mouth out for a kiss that could only be described as searing, she knew they’d get to it later.

Much later.

She saw all she needed to know reflected back at her a hundred times over. 

He loved her. She loved him. 

That’s all she’d ever need to know.

fic editsHiding Place (ao3) by @alivingfire​ ​ - E, 365k

Louis never wanted a soulmate, didn’t really care for the whole Bonding thing at all, really. Enter Harry Styles, who’s wanted to be Bonded for as long as he could remember. With one fateful meeting in an X Factor bathroom, Louis gets a dagger on his arm and the realization that just because Harry is his soulmate doesn’t mean it’s mutual.
From the X Factor house to Madison Square Garden, from the Fountain Studios stage to stadiums across the world, Louis has to learn to love without losing himself completely, because someday his best friend will Bond to someone and replace Louis as the center of his universe. Meanwhile, Harry begins to think that maybe fate doesn’t actually know what it’s doing after all, because his other half has clearly been right in front of him the whole time. All he has to do now is convince Louis to give them a chance.
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the canon compliant Harry and Louis love story from the very beginning, where the only difference is that the love between them is literally written on their skin, and there’s only so much they can hide.

Downpour.

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Riley had never been shy of a little rain. As a kid she embraced the rainy days, she would always slip on her rubber boots and raincoat and out she’d go; splashing, jumping, twirling around in the downpour with her mouth wide open. It was almost too perfect that the boy she ended up falling in love with, loved getting caught in the rain just as much as she did.

So when the wind picked up on their afternoon walk through the park after school, she glanced up at the black cloud that consumed the sky above and felt a rush of excitement.  They were only a few blocks from Lucas’ apartment complex but there was no way they’d make it there before the storm started.  

Lucas furrowed his eyebrows as he looked to the now dark sky, clutching Riley’s hand in his as if he was preparing to run. “Is this why you wanted to walk to mine?” His mouth curled into a small smirk as he gazed knowingly at the brunette before him.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She smiled, resting her head on his shoulder as they continued their trek to his house.

The scent of rain is heavy and a stillness falls over the street, and in the silence comes a low crackle of thunder. For a moment, everything stops. Even the wind holds its breath. A streak of lightning splits the sky, and the downpour begins.

“Run!” Riley shrieked, as they ran across the slippery sidewalk, weakened by the weight of their now soaked clothes. Neither of them could stop the smiles from forming on their faces as they leaped across puddles while Lucas hovered his jacket over their heads to shield their eyes from the rainfall.  

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maps can be poems when you’re on your own by suspendrs (18k)

“Harry, this is Louis, the guy I was telling you about,” Liam says. “Lou, this is Harry, my roommate.”

Harry looks up and locks eyes with Louis, who is very clearly drunk. Louis just giggles in surprise and claps a hand over his own mouth, widening his eyes at Harry comically.

“Nice to meet you,” Harry croaks, watching as Louis tucks himself more firmly into Liam’s side.

Or, Harry falls in love with the guy his best friend is fooling around with.

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OH YEAH NOT LOVERS ~

because one of my favorites fanfics and the lovely @makapedia deserve a lot of art

NOT LOVERS was the first fanfic I read in english and I loved it immediatly, I always wanted to draw something based on the story

and I worked so hard on this!! especially with Soul’s tattoos. It took me 3 weeks to design them, yeah, two full sleeves oh my god (I’ll do a special post with all the tattoos soon ;D)

and at the beginning I planned to do just 2 drawings, but I couldn’t stop and here we have 7 xDD

I hope you like it Kat ♥, you are an incredible writer and it was a pleasure to draw something for you:)

“John blinked, trying to get one breath that was clear of Sherlock’s scent so he could think, but it was impossible. That strange, silken nothingness filled his sinuses, making his body hum in recognition. His parched mouth felt useless as heat swelled in his veins. They were too close, but when he reached up to gently pull Sherlock’s hands away, his fingers circled his wrists instead, clinging, and his balance tipped forward, rather than back.

Their brows pressed together, Sherlock’s forehead warm against John’s skin. His eyes were closed, and his body eased by the euphoria of a potential breakthrough. It seemed so natural for Sherlock to be like this, half-propping himself up on John’s lesser height, and John tried not to shiver beneath the strain of his stark desire.

This changes everything.’ “

The Gilded Cage (AO3), by BeautifulFiction

fic editsWhere Your Heart Is (ao3) by @tvshows-addict & @anhcor​ - E, 154k

Louis is ready for his brand new adventure. So what if he suffers from a genetic condition that prevents him from being touched? College is going to be awesome. It has to. Karma kind of owes him right now. Forget about his overprotective mother, or Liam– his entirely too chipper step brother– or his mess of a roommate. Forget about the gloves he has to wear at all times. He’s here to expand his knowledge, write and drown himself in books – No matter how distracting ‘Hallway Boy’ may be– The obnoxious, flirty frat wannabe determined to become the bane of Louis’ existence.
OR
a college AU set in San Francisco where two lost boys who seemingly have nothing in common find inspiration, each other, and themselves in the process.

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Collision of Stars: A Reylo Playlist

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Note: This playlist is inspired by the first Reylo fic I ever read, A Collision of Stars by @dustoftheancients. Even though it has been a while since I’ve read it, I still think about it often. It’s the kind of story that stays with you and makes you want to read it again and again, which is what I plan on doing. It’s high time I reread it!