Y/N rolled to her side, wanting nothing more to sleep in and melt into the warmth of her bed. However, Chris had different plans, as he started placing soft kisses on her shoulder and neck making her giggle once his beard touched her ticklish spot. She shrugged him but it did nothing as he leaned over her continuing his trail if kisses to her face, placing the last one to the corner of her mouth. Her lips curled into a smile as she turned to face him, brushing the hair that stuck to her face. She closed her eyes as Chris leaned in, cupping her cheek with his warm hand; both sighing happily once they closed the distance between them. brushing their lips against each other.
“I should’ve known you were talking about me,” Y/N whispered once they separated prompting Chris to let out a soft chuckle before placing another kiss to her lips.
Camren fanfiction!! For those who do not know what to read. And write me an interesting fanfic, which is not in this list. If you can't find some fic, write me and I'll give you a link.
Completed: The Blind Side of Love; Trials and Tribulations; Yellow; Blue; Green; CC7; Do I Wanna Know; Mondays; Yours Truly; Chances; The Way To Love; Walk A Mile; Blood, Sweat And Tears; Journals; Through Her Eyes; Reason To Fight; Coffee Breaks; The Stripper; Talk To Me; Not Quite the Opposites; Color; Ain’t That A Kick in the Head; Birdgirl; The Jauregui; The Jauregui: Malfunctions and Corruption; Lifeboat Lighthouse; between heaven and disaster; For Me This is Heaven; Monochromatic; when the stars align; Hinder; Thinking Out Loud; Lie Here With Me; Wild Flowers; the sound of your heart; Breathe Easy; Question Marks; reasons to go, reasons to stay; Lost in Stone; Lazaretto; Tyrant; Wishes; The Iceberg Method; The Snowflake Method; Don’t Forget To Breath; life in an upturned boat; girl is like a sunburn; Post-Apocaplytic Aphrodisiac; The Other Roommate; A Hug Instead of Saying Something; She’s Not Normal; Love Cove; The Theory of Attraction; Pride Mates; on the road; Home; Manhattan; Into You; As If We Never Said Goodbye
Ongoing: LJ10; Linger; Professor C; through the mist ➵; Dark Paradise; Checkmate; Fallen Angel; Blame It On Bad Luck; Soluna; Blue Creek Lodge; Spring With You; To You, Graceless; Murphy’s Law; you make me sick (for being so perfect); Talk Me Down; The Trio; The Vindicated With The Monstrous; Oblivious; If It Hurts This Much (Then It Must Be Love); Good Vibes; House Of Cards; Shooting the Moon; As the Wind Changes; The Perfect Sin; With Every Sip; Come Back, Be Here; INVISIBLE; Just One Chance; Heart Hold Fast; Behind the Scenes; right there in the details; Now You Know; Time After Time; As If We Never Said Goodbye 2; The Good in Me, In My Veins
Unfinished or on hold (I don’t know): If I Lose Myself; Anatomy Of Love; Ashes To Ashes; Wolf Lake; Butterfly Culture; Till The Death Do Us Part; The Jauregui: Malfunctions and Corruption; Monotony; Stolen Moments; Beach Roses; Descent; Play Practice; Hero; Mascot Madness; The Soulmates Series; Atlas; Love Runs Out; Once Upon A December; Crave The Bet; Riptide
Author: eleventy7 | Word Count: 65.7k | Rating: PG-13
Summary: More than a decade after the Battle, Harry returns to Hogwarts as a professor and discovers a student with a familiar face and an unexpected past.
Review: I can’t even begin talking about how lovely and brilliant this was. It was slow and intense, yet so engaging, and frankly it’ll pull every single one of your heartstrings.
Harry’s career as a professor felt so real and right, especially as you can really witness what it truly is like to be a teacher. There’s so much to enjoy, so many spectrums of emotions and ideas and personality. With its unhurried and rich plot, you get to truly see Harrys character development, and through him Scorpius, Draco and Teddy and many others.
The “Redeemed! Draco” trope can be tricky, because often while it feels nice to bypass all the unpleasantness of a still sharp post-war Draco, there isn’t usually much of an explanation of why or even how Draco is redeemed. This fic does handle this wonderfully and unobtrusively, as you see Draco quietly and simply deciding to lead his own life and be whatever Scorpius needs him to be.
It’s magical and wonderful to see the relationship between Scorpius and Draco, Teddy and Harry, Scorpius and Teddy, Harry and Scorpius and so on and on. Because they are very fundamental and there, and they all love each other in such a real way. I’m in absolute love with the way this author writes dialogue and character interaction, making this story truly come to life, oscillating between humour and charm and angst and gentleness. All the characters are absolute masterpieces in their realness. This story just swept me away.
Author: Nattish | Word Count: 44.4k | Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry was a hero, but now he’s not. Unable to cope with his peaceful, mundane life, he acts out with violence, vandalism, and hedonistic behaviors. He is sentenced to community service for his crimes, and there he finds a reason to move on.
Review: As the summary says, Harry has had a difficult and frustrating inability to cope and figure out who he is after the war, and acts increasingly reckless and self-destructively, hurting those around him with his erratic behaviour. He is flawed and a disappointment to himself and those around him, and he knows it but can’t seem to figure out what to do.
It’s Hermione and Ron and their strong support that gets him to start changing things about his life. As a part of his community service, he takes up a job as professor for DADA at Hogwarts, with Draco as his supervising officer. But Draco has his own problems and things he needs to deal with, and end up helping each other find their own ways in the process.
The ending is so mushy and adorable, I literally can’t deal!! Despite all the difficulties Harry goes through, this story focuses on the parts where he works to better things for himself, and how in the end he manages to earn and deserve the best thing possible.
Content/Warnings: Alcoholism, Past Harry/Ginny, Harry/OMC
The Willard’s Rattlesnake or Ridge-nosed Rattlesnake (Crotalus Willardi)
is a venomous pit viper species found in the southwestern United States and Mexico. It is the most recent rattlesnake species to be discovered in the United States. Its specific name is in honor of its discoverer, Professor Frank C. Willard. The Arizona ridge-nosed rattlesnake is the state reptile of Arizona.
(The individual pictured is apart of the subspecies C. w. amabilis.)
There had been plenty of speculations on what would come after figure skating for the Living Legend, Viktor Nikiforov. The most popular and commonly-agreed upon outcome was that he’d continue coaching, taking up the mantle left by his coach, Yakov Feltsman in Yubileyny Sports Palace; the younger skaters had been excited at the prospect of studying under him, especially now that his husband had retired, too. Others enumerated ideal jobs for someone as young as Viktor, barely even in his mid-thirties: modeling, acting, and a few even guessed that he would get into politics.
Viktor had the spotlight on him ever since his junior days, up until he’d gone up to the senior division, but less so. He had, of course, consistently stood on the podium with less consistent skaters, but, before his five-year golden streak at the age of twenty-two, nobody really knew what he did outside of competitive skating, besides taking care of his poodle. No one knew, besides Yakov and Lilia, that he’d taken on an undergraduate degree in comparative literature, focusing on European literature. So when Viktor and Yuuri disappeared from figure skating, hardly on any magazines and shows either as models or actors, the last place they’d expect to find the couple was in a coastal city in Wales. Viktor had breezed through his master’s and was now on his way to a doctorate, while Yuuri juggled his own study and teaching children in a small ice-skating rink that was a thirty minute walk from their rented home.
Viktor had to admit, the solitude offered by anonymity was comforting. He grazed the halls of the Arts and Letters building of the university and caught less than five turning heads. With each step, he appreciated the high, pointed arches of the windows leading up to the beautiful vaulted ceiling. The place usually looked intimidating and imposing, but the stained glass colored the rough-hewn stone walls and columns so brightly in the morning, which gave his path to his first class a sort of airy and delicate feel that reminded him of stepping onto the ice for a performance.