Take A Bite Of My Heart Tonight (Masterpost)

Status: Completed

Rating: M

Summary: A group of teens is given supernatural powers to transform into animals to save the world from evil aliens. Now, with friends and families in danger and facing the looming alien apocalypse, there’s only one rule for Kurt and Blaine - neither of them is going to let the other save the world on their own. But what if you’ve been secretly in love with your best friend for quite a while now? And what if training to save the world together suddenly makes you rethink your feelings for your best friend? Whatever happens, Kurt and Blaine know one thing for sure: Nothing is ever going to be the same.

Animorphs AU featuring best friends to lovers, half of the New Directions being supernatural fighters who can turn into cool animals, lots of awkward flirting and eventual boyfriending, exciting plot with some - hopefully unexpected - twists… I don’t know how else to pitch this story to you. :D

And if it helps at any rate, you do not need to have read or watched Animorphs to understand the concept or the plot - I have to admit that I myself have only read one or two of the books and just extrapolated from what I remembered. This really is not at all a word-by-word remake. Everything I do include is explained properly.

Warnings: This fic does contain some pretty heavy stuff at times, including minor character death and some graphic fight scenes. My ask box is open if you have any questions or concerns. I can tell you what to skip if you need to.

On a lighter note: @a-simple-rainbow needs to be thanked profusely for putting so much work into discussing all my crazy ideas, pointing out plot holes, raising the stakes of the budding romance and just overall making me a better writer throughout this whole thing. Thank you, Rainbow, you’re the best. ♥

Read on Tumblr: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Epilogue

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i know everyone loves the idea of a 5sos roast, and i agree, but i also really want a 5sos toast. i want to sit them all down in a room and literally obliterate them with the most powerful, beautiful, cheesy, and love-dovey compliments. i want to praise them until they grow so uncomfortable with the overwhelming amount of appreciation that they are flattered to death and maybe cry


“Crees en amor a primera vista, o debo pasarte otra vez?”~ ♥

Leya is my wife and i love her. she’s a filthy memer and she always has the best nails. she’s really competitve, but she’s also really considerate. she has a huge gay crush on kathy ♥

*sobs hysterically* Commissioning @kisu-no-hi to draw my Inquisitor and Cullen was the worst idea ever; I’ve been staring at it for hours because I’m just so in love with everything about it. Look at the lighting and shading and the colours oh my god I am slain You should definitely commission her if you want to cry over beautiful artwork and end a four-year writer’s block.

“You should train with the Herald,” Leliana had suggested, in that tone of voice that meant it wasn’t really a suggestion. “It would be good for morale. Let the men see that she can fight.”

Can she fight?” He had responded.

Can she fight? Ha.

Ten minutes in the practice ring, and Cullen had yet to land a blow on her. Another ten, and it had dawned on him. Arcadia was toying with him. Every lunge and slash, every strike had been dodged and as she spun away, she’d reach out and tap him with a dagger– he hadn’t even realized he was leaving her an opening.

Quite the crowd of recruits had gathered outside of Haven’s gates, watching as the Inquisition’s commander was utterly humiliated in single combat. Varric wasn’t even pretending to hide his amusement, offering commentary and odds and payout figures, pocketing coin and names alike.

This is ridiculous. The Maker-damned woman wasn’t even out of breath!

His frustration became all the more palpable when she winked at him, and disappeared into thin air. He threw his sword arm back to catch her flanking attack, and when it didn’t connect with anything, he swept his shield in an arc around him to clip her from where she stalked.

It didn’t connect either.

He finally glimpsed her when she came out of stealth, crouched low to the ground right in front of him. She smiled up at him– smiled!– and kicked his legs out from underneath him.

He laid on his back, breathless and stunned, as her weight settled upon his chest. The ringing in his ears was interrupted by the sound of daggers either side of his head crunching into the dirt. Arcadia’s face came into focus above him, a small smirk playing at her lips.

“If I was a fireball,” she said, “you’d be dead right now.”

He thought the recruits would never stop laughing.

||  🐤 @grexnarrow ❤️ ‘d for Sara  🐤||

“Hey, Ollie?” She spoke careful each word planned as she leaned against the closest thing to her. Looking down only the slightest bit before back up to him. “Look, I know I am a shitty person to talk to about stuff, but; whatever is going on with you I’m here alright?” Sara questioned softly before a hand ran through golden locks gaze diverting to the side only the slightest. “I care and I just want to make sure you are alright.”