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atruththatyoudeny · 3 years

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Happy 28th! A new month - so new fics for you to find and enjoy! I can’t say it enough: all the authors in this fandom are truly amazing! Thank you so much for continuously sharing your hard work with us ♥ Here are the 14 fics I read and enjoyed this month:

A Hungry Heart | jacaranda_bloom | Great British Bake Off AU - famous/not famous - cliches - pining - angst - smut - 27k Harry Styles, florist and Great British Bake Off contestant, loves many things. He loves his flower shop, he loves baking, and there’s also that little crush he has on pop star Louis Tomlinson. But when Louis arrives on set as the surprise guest judge, Harry’s worlds collide. Throw in a cup of cuteness, a teaspoon of teasing, and a pinch of pining, and there’s all the ingredients for an epic love story, or absolute chaos. Or the one where the Bake Off tent has never been so hot, and it’s got nothing to do with what’s in the ovens.

Teenage Rebellion Never Worked Out So Well | panda_bear21 | arranged marriage - friends to lovers - 55k “I’m an adult!” He glanced down at Harry, who seemed anything but at the moment, where he was definitely on the brink of a temper tantrum. “We’re both adults!” Jay glanced to Anne again, before breathing out a heavy sigh. “Yes, but you’re both adults that do not have jobs and who live off of our money… Which means, you have to do what we say… or you’ll have to find a new place to live.” “You wouldn’t do that.” Louis dared, hoping his glare was enough to guilt trip his mother into calling the whole thing off. Or to tell them that it had all just been a huge joke and they weren’t actually being forced into marrying a complete stranger. “Oh, but we would.” Or the super cliché arranged marriage fic where things escalate way too quickly.

Heartbreak Hotel | noellehenry | time travel - 1950s - historical - pining - 29k British popstar Harry Styles is thrown back in time after an unfortunate accident on stage. He wakes up in a small town in the US in the 1950's, where life is slightly different from 2015. With help from Niall and Liam he tries to adjust to his new life; without mobile phones and a world wide web to keep up with the world and where showing interest in nice cute boys with bright blue eyes is a no-no. Time travel and 1950's AU where Liam is an English teacher, Niall owns the Best Song Ever record shop, James runs Corden's Diner, Elvis fan Louis is the cute boy with the blue eyes and Harry..... just tries to survive really.

Playdate | Larry_you_know | getting together - misunderstandings - kid fic - fluff - 7k When Harry’s sister asked him to pick up her son at a kids' birthday party he sure didn’t expect to be stunned by the blue-eyed brother of the birthday twins. Using his nephew to see Louis again, he falls hard and fast. But how does one turn a playdate into a real date?

tread lightly on my ground | fairytalelights | a/b/o - mpreg - touch-starved - miscommunication - friends to lovers - touch deprivation - smut - 21k No, that's the tragic part of this, the part that makes Harry feel like the universe is playing a cruel joke on him. The father of his baby is exactly right, exactly who he always imagined himself having kids with. He just imagined them married, bonded. Happy. He didn't imagine them barely talking, tip-toeing around each other because neither of them is brave enough to talk about what happened between them. He didn't imagine the father of his child not loving him back. or, the one where Harry is having Louis' baby, but Louis doesn't know it's his.

Not Ready for This | berzerkshires | kid fic - single parents - smut - 18k Prompt for HLSummerFest2021: Louis and Harry are both single fathers and their children decide to go out on a date. The dads insist on meeting one another before they agree to let their child go out on this date.

Secret's Safe With Me | alltheselights | boss/employee relationship - secret relationship - toxic relationship (not h/l) - slow burn - smut - 59k But here’s the thing about secrets that people tend to forget—they’re deeply personal things. Tiny pieces of information about someone that they keep locked inside and only let out at certain moments, or to certain people, or not at all. Secrets have value, you see, even if only to the person holding them inside. If those secrets were to be told, if those tiny jagged pieces of someone, the parts they hold most dear, the parts they hide out of shame or fear or regret—if those pieces were exposed to someone, it would have the potential to change everything. When bad turbulence and three glasses of wine have Louis spilling all of his secrets to the man sitting next to him on the plane, it's embarrassing, sure, but it's also easy enough to shrug off and block out of his memory forever. Or at least, it was until Louis went into work on Monday morning and realized that the man from the plane is the new CEO of his company.

Marks On My Baby | thinlines | a/b/o - college/university - friends to lovers - hurt/comfort - angst - fluff - smut - 32k “What’s that?” Harry hadn’t meant for his voice to sound so sharp and even he winced at his own outburst. It was more of a hiss than an actual question, but for now, he was too surprised to care. “What’s what?” The omega asked, eyebrows raised and lips pinched. Harry knew he was probably mad at him for interrupting his rant, but the alpha was too on edge to bother pleasing the boy. “On your neck… Your bondmark spot…” His voice had grown low and deep, almost a growl. Who knew a single love bite on his omega friend's neck would trigger Harry this much? Certainly not the alpha himself.

Rogue | Laventriloque | a/b/o - werewolves - minor character death - hurt/comfort - past abuse - past rape/non-con - soulmates - smut - 95k “No, Liam! How many times do I have to… before you finally… NO WAY … a rogue in our pack?… cannot trust him … don’t care to know him … have enough members to worry about.” He hears more indistinct shouts before he hears pretty clearly: “His own pack didn’t want him!” Sitting here, his precious bag between his feet and everyone in the room looking at him, some with pity, some with disdain, some with curiosity, Louis feels like someone squeezed his heart in their hands and isn’t letting it go. He wills his head to stay up high and his posture to stay confident. He will not flee the room. He will not let that stupid lump in his throat get the better of him. He will stay here until Liam returns. He will take the rejection in stride and move on. Like he’s been doing all his life." -- Louis is a rogue Omega who's suffered through rejection and abuse for the biggest part of his life. He stumbles onto the Styles pack, quite possibly the kindest one he's ever met.

indian summer | docklands | strangers to lovers - hurt/comfort - banter - smut - 30k Harry runs a smoothie shop, which also happens to be an ever-moving caravan. He spends one week in each location and drives straight to the next, always eager for adventure. It isn't until his van breaks down and he needs to call for a mechanic that he starts to ponder his life choices. Louis, the said mechanic, is an anchor in Harry's wild sea, but his hard metal might be too much for Harry's unpredictable antics.

A Silver Lining In A Storm (You Were Lightning, I Was Born) | FallingLikeThis | arranged marriage - royalty - a/b/o - mpreg - minor character death - murder - non-graphic violence - angst - hurt/comfort - 7k Omega Prince Harry had always known that he was going to have an arranged marriage. But after the death of his first fiancé, a man who turned out far worse than Harry thought possible, his subsequent marriage to the man's brother leaves Harry finding it difficult to trust that everything will work out. Especially considering the only responsibility he’s aware of is to give his husband, the future king, an heir.

A Twist of Fate | myfearlesslou | a/b/o - strangers to lovers - soulmates - angst - 35k Since the moment Harry presented as an omega, all he's ever wanted was to have a baby. Fate had another idea in mind for him. Giving up on trying to conceive, he decides to adopt a new born baby boy. After months of loving and caring for the boy, a strange man comes into his life, taking him by surprise. Not wanting to lose the child he's loved from the moment he laid eyes on him, Harry does whatever he can to keep the boy safe and in his arms. Even if that means following the handsome stranger to a part of the woods he's never seen before.

Trust Me Tonight | 28sunflowers | historical - royalty - regency - arranged marriage - first time - mpreg - pwp - 10k After Harry’s eighteenth birthday, his father calls him into a meeting to say that he is to be married to Prince Louis of France in just over a week. Harry is excited, of course. The arrangement is better than any he could’ve hoped for, with such a young, handsome and kind husband. There is just one issue: Harry doesn’t know what happens on his nuptials, or how to get pregnant to give Louis the heir that he needs.

i got a heart (but i don't got a soul) | tempolarriefics | mythical beings Á creatures - enemies to lovers - childhood friends - famous/not famous - soulmates - angel/demon relationship - demon/human relationship - 19k “We’re soulmates.” Louis’ eyes flick from the tattoo back to Harry’s face, where his eyes are shining with excitement. Louis wonders if he is supposed to feel excited, too. He’s supposed to feel something, surely, besides his usual bitterness for Harry. He thinks back to how Lottie had described meeting Sam, how she had known in her heart that he was meant for her even before he said his phrase. He can’t help but wonder if he would be feeling differently if he hadn’t gone and sold his soul. Or, the one where louis sells his soul before meeting his soulmate, harry is a popstar with a heart of gold, niall is inadvertently responsible for harry's boners, liam is a meddling angel, and zayn is a demon who made a mistake

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blouisparadise · 4 years

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Here are some amazing bottom Louis fics posted or completed during the month of August. We really hope you enjoy this list and that you give these fics a lot of love.

Happy reading!

1) Move Out | Explicit | 1525 words

Harry and Louis are moving in together, so they might as well make the most of Harry's apartment.

2) Take Off Your Business Suit | Explicit | 3082 words

“Yes, let me get another chair.” Louis said, leaning up off of the desk. He stood up but before he could leave the office to get another chair, Harry was grabbing his hand.

The words that came out of Harry’s mouth made Louis’ knees weak and heart beat quicken. “Just sit on my lap.” Harry said. Whatever he said afterwards didn’t make it into Louis’ ears as he was moving quickly over to Harry and placing himself on Harry’s lap.Louis would take anything Harry wanted to give him; hand touching, lap sitting, all of it.

Louis hadn't realized he was holding his breath until it came out in a quiet sigh. “Okay so th-this one will be slightly different right?” He asked as he pointed at the sheet of paper in front of him.

3) So Good, It's Making Me Drool | Explicit | 3364 words

He kept his back turned to Harry, whispering the few words he knew that would make Harry go absolutely wild. “If I’m only yours, maybe you should take me to bed and teach me who I belong to.”

4) What I Like | Explicit | 4245 words

Note: This fic has mentions of BH.

Harry gets tired of the "older women" jokes and the incessant teasing from Louis.

5) ll Belong To Your Creation | General Audiences | 4349words

Louis had always thought it was impossible to do so. Thankfully, upon doing research he learned that he still can as long as there are no complications throughout the whole pregnancy. He also stumble upon a birth vlog where a mum was able to give birth naturally even after going through c-section with her first and second pregnancy.

6) An Axolotl and the Fake Date | Explicit | 5976 words

Harry runs a stall at a farmers market every weekend and Louis comes by one day with an odd request.

7) Feels So Right | Explicit | 8804 words

The one where Louis is Troy, Harry is Gabriella, and we find out what really happened after karaoke at that ski resort...

8) Giallo! | Mature | 9776 words

Louis was a mess. A stuttery mess of weak knees and grass stains on his fresh linen clothes, his cheeks blooming a natural pink that matched his sunburnt nose. Upon his return from University, his family abandon the bustling city of London to bask in the comfort of their summer villa. With such a property came maintenance, Louis' father hired a strapping young fellow with tanned skin littered with ink and a charming smile aided by dimples in both his cheeks. Between reading, baking and painting, Louis stares at Harry, he couldn't help it. They grow close under the sun of Greece in 1989.

9) Interlude: One Night in March | Explicit | 10671 words

Note: This is a sequel to this fic.

“Said I would, didn’t I?” Harry let his hands roam over Louis’s bare back, his muscles rippling with that same frenetic energy he always had, swirling just beneath the skin, just beneath Harry’s fingers. “May come a time I’ll have to carry you again.”

Cupping the back of his head and burying his fingers in Louis’s hair, he pulled Louis back into another deep kiss, moaned a bit when Louis squeezed his chest again, harder this time, like he wanted the shirt off. But instead he drew his hand down Harry’s side and tugged at the hem, as though to say best keep this on, before he licked into Harry’s mouth, drew Harry’s tongue out to play only to pull back enough to speak.

“May come a time I’ll actually fucking let you.”

10) Hate To Smoke (Without Me) | Mature | 12164 words

Sleep. Harry just wants one good night of sleep. However, his neighbour has a thing for headboard-banging-against-the-wall-sex every night. After a secret set-up and a bet, Harry may finally get the sleep he so much desires.

11) Call You Mine | Explicit | 12755 words

“I have a request.”

That’s what Louis Tomlinson says to Harry when he opens the front door a bit too aggressively. The latter feels justified after a round of annoyingly incessant knocking that was much too loud in the drowsy sludge of early Saturday morning.

“Zayn’s asleep,” is Harry’s tired, hoarse reply, irritation prickling at his skin. Less than a minute ago he was in bed, feeling perfectly content sprawled out on the mattress with the chilled air from the fan cool against his bare skin. And now he’s leaning up against the wooden door frame in nothing but his briefs because Zayn’s best mate decided that showing up unannounced at seven in the fucking morning was a brilliant idea.

“I’m not here for him,” says Louis curtly.

12) A Vivid And Wistful Melody | Explicit | 13128 words

"Slowly, he takes his violin out of its case, listens for a few more minutes to Louis’ flute, before joining him as best as he could. The flute stops for a few seconds, and Harry imagines Louis blinking cutely, taken aback, before huffing with a smile, and starting to play again, on a suddenly far happier tune. Harry closes his eyes as he twirls around the living room, violin in hand and music filling the air. He pictures Louis doing the same in his own flat while being careful as to not step on his cat.

Somehow, even with heavy eyes and tired limbs, this is the happiest Harry has ever felt in years."

In which they are neighbours stuck at home and they happen to start talking through a wall with a piano, a violin, and a flute. They end up writing the soundtrack of their own love story.

13) Until This Blood Runs Cold | Explicit | 13685 words

In a town as small as Louis’, everybody knows everybody and gossip spreads faster than the wildfires that rage on just outside their backdoors in the sweltering heat of summer. When something happens here everyone knows about it within seconds. Neighbors call neighbors and notes are left on doorsteps, old telephone lines ringing until there isn’t a single person who is left in the unknown.

So it’s definitely hot gossip when a vampire moves in across the street from him, the very same one who’s just become Louis’ boss.

14) A Road To Hope | Explicit | 18280 words

Note: There is no explicit smut but its implied BL.

“We’re far from the people and their issues, don’t hold back. Please.”

It’s true. They are far away from anything that could stop them, the middle of nowhere being the safest place on Earth for them to fall in love. The sacred land where sacred love is created. However, Louis is certain that even if they weren’t safe, he wouldn’t resist the sight of Harry, his pleading eyes, his warm skin beneath his touch.

15) Your Eyes Of Blue, Your Kisses Too | Explicit | 21785 words

When they get out onto the streets away from the crowds Niall turns to walk backwards, “So did you get any leads?”

“Well- uh.”

Niall shakes his head, “Too busy kissing that pretty boy onstage, I see. Gonna blow the whole case for a piece of ass?”

16) Thinking About Peaches | Explicit | 23724 words

Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic, which is #18 on this list.

Eight smutty drabbles following the events of bruise you like a peach.

17) Quiet People Have the Loudest Minds | Mature | 38065 words

Broadway shows were one of the few things that could keep Louis’ attention for a full two hours without needing to move about. But not tonight.

The alpha next to him was both infuriating him and practically turning him on at the same time. He needed to leave. The alpha, that is. Louis was staying.

18) Bruise You Like A Peach | Explicit | 40694 words

Note: The sequel to this fic is #16 on this list.

There’s two reasons Harry despises Econ.

The first is that it’s boring as fuck. The second reason is a bit more personal, a bit more focused in a way. As in it’s focused on one specific thing, or in his case, person.

His name is Louis Tomlinson.

19) Falling Out Of Fashion | Explicit | 42123 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Harry Styles has been the established face of the Grimshaw House of Design for two years. It’s a prestigious and coveted modeling contract Harry took away from once-famed supermodel Zayn Malik. With the model transition Grimshaw’s designs went from a more urban, Zayn-forward aesthetic, to a Harry-favoring flowery, flowing femininity in the Grimshaw designs for men.

So when Harry sees a dress Grimshaw made for a famous Marvel actress, “only a tease”, Nick says, of the evolving look, Harry knows Grimshaw is shifting his aesthetic.

Harry wonders if he can pull off the look.

Or could Grimshaw be looking for a new face?

20) Secretly Dating | Mature | 43615 words

Lottie groaned, looming over Louis with a glare. “If we’re late, Mum and Dad will never let Harry see me – ie. see you.”

It was the first time they openly addressed the fact that Harry saw more of Louis than Lottie on their supposed ‘dates.’ He supposed he knew as much, but it still startled him. “You’ve been setting us up!”

Lottie snorted, cocking out her hip and brushing her blonde hair over her shoulder. “Honestly, Harry. You’re so dense. To be fair, it was at Louis’ request.”

Louis’ mouth gaped like a fish as he jumped to standing position, wobbling only slightly. “Don’t sell me out!”

Lottie rolled her eyes. “Come on lovebirds.”

21) You’ve Got My Devotion (Hate You Sometimes) | Mature | 95417 words

Harry was in the biggest boy band in the world. He was also one half of the best (or worst, depends on who you ask) kept secret relationship in the music industry.

Now, almost five years on, after One Direction has broken up, and Harry and Louis' relationship has as well, a video threatens to put everything at risk.

One determined Irishman, a massive publicity stunt and two begrudging exes are all it takes to bring One Direction back to life and maybe, just maybe, Harry and Louis' mangled love life too.

22) The Healing Song | Mature | 111851 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis was carrying the large stuffed elephant like it was a baby, it’s trunk hanging over his shoulder and down his back and it’s front legs were resting around his neck, like it was hugging him. Said elephant was a present from Louis’ close friend Steve, who had thought Louis needed something to hug on bad days and had gifted him with a stuffed elephant the size of a one year old.

Steve had been right. Some days Louis did need something to hug, and this elephant was as good as anything.

Louis was having one of the rougher days. The harmonious state of the anxiety free life of a fearless Louis had ended the week after he met with Harry. It ended as abruptly as it had started. It was like pushing a button. Lights out. Almost as if the universe said “You’ve had your fun, crazy one, now go be sick” and slammed the door in his face.

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hopeshoodie · 3 years

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I can’t believe it took me until part 8 to do my favorite boy but

Here are the pros and cons of dating

Noah

Cons

Noah is really non confrontational, so he tends to let issues fester. It’s not that he’s trying to let things build up, it’s just that he doesn’t think they’re important enough to bring up. He won’t start a fight about them when they’ve built up, but if MC is angry about something he’ll mention that there’s a bunch of things he’s let go but not have specifics. It ends up coming out like ‘yeah well what about all the other things?!’ ‘what other things!?’ ‘I don’t remember!!’. He’s not actively keeping track of all her mistakes, he genuinely does forgive and forget, but then when tensions come to a boil he needs to point out that there has been conflict that he just ignored. He’s not trying to guilt or gaslight MC, but sometimes it feels like it. If she thinks especially little of his intentions, it feels like he’s just pulling things out of thin air to be mad instead of focusing on the issue. That’s not what he’s doing- he just doesn’t address little things until they feel like big things. But of course he hasn’t done the introspection to truly understand how doing this is hurtful or articulate that he doesn’t mean it to be.

When he and MC disagree, he lets things go wayyy too easily. This is fine if MC is a really mature, self-reflective person who can see that she’s crossed a line after the fact. But if MC is a little more selfish/immature, like Lottie, this is a huge con because he doesn’t give her accountability that would help her grow. We saw this with Hope- she wasn’t able to recognize how harmful her temper was when she was dating Noah because he never pointed it out, he just rolled over. If there’s a genuine problem- financial, emotional, logistically, he’ll ‘let it go’ until it’s a way bigger problem (and much harder to solve).

Sorry that most of these cons are about how he fights with people, but that’s what we saw in-game lol. I’d love to know more about how Lucas or Rahim fight with their partners. But when you’re arguing, Noah tends to focus on really little details of what you said instead of listening to the whole thing and getting a sense of the bigger picture. So let’s say the issue is ‘Noah, I need you to tell me when you’re borrowing my car because you took it to the gym and then it went from having enough gas to get me to work in the morning to being on empty. This morning I had to stop for gas and that made me late.” The issue there is actually ‘please tell me when you’re using my car”, but he fixates on the gas part and says “well fine I can fill up your tank”. So he focuses on little details that he can fix instead of acknowledging the actual problem.

He internalizes things so fucking hard. Yes he intellectually knows that when MC gives him feedback on things she’s talking about his BEHAVIOR and not him as a person, but he definitely feels like shit about himself if he makes a mistake and MC calls him on it. He’ll definitely beat himself up about things for weeks after it happens, and his internal dialogue in general is pretty toxic.

I can see him being a bit of a workaholic. Not in the same sense that Camilo is in Boat Party, but Noah definitely will go into the library on a day he’s scheduled to be off if he has projects to work on or will stay late because he got engrossed in research. Same thing now that the library’s closed because of COVID- it takes him two times as long to put everyone online and work from home, so he’s spending more time working than ever. He views it through the lens of the ‘greater good’- getting that display set up for the patrons is more important that seeing his wife two hours earlier because many members of the community outnumber one person. Plus he just cares so much about his work that he has a hard time seeing it as an inconvenience to other people.

He loves his family so much. Even when MC and he get married and have kids, he struggles to prioritize them over his siblings and parents. So if his little brother Arlo needs money, Noah won’t hesitate to give him a loan even if he and MC are struggling financially. If his aging mom or dad can’t live alone anymore, Noah will invite them to move in with his family, even if their house isn’t big enough to accommodate more people. I can see this being a huge point of contention, especially in that second scenario where MC would have to take on a caretaker role as well. Noah just wants to help people so bad and has a hard time saying no, so that can sometimes impede his partner.

He’s really used to living on low income, and so he has a lot of frugal habits and concessions that he thinks are normal that someone more middle or upper class might find irritating. These are all coming from my experience and things partners have complained about- but think things like only eating out once a month or refusing to turn the heat on until it’s dangerous or making his own laundry detergent. He grew up doing them out of necessity (and still does, student debt on a public librarian’s budget? I couldn’t do it), so he doesn’t realize how strange or frustrating his habits might be to someone who isn’t used to it. He also has a really hard time justifying spending excessive amounts of money, so if MC has lavish taste there’s going to be some conflict.

He doesn’t like initiating anything. Conversations, activities… you know *smirk emoji*. He will, but the ratio of when Noah suggests something to when MC does is like 1:8

My boy is beautiful, and his clothes look lovely, but he has 7 outfits that he rewears all the time. The closest thing to fashion is him putting a different button up shirt underneath his vest. It’s definitely a joke at work that he wears the same sweater, button up, and quarter length shirt just in different colors. You know that vine where the teacher walks into the room wearing the same shirt in different colors, saying the same ‘hello’ for like a million days. Noah’s coworkers remake that with him, because that’s exactly what he does.

He’s a bit of a homebody, and loves routine. For me, massive plus, I love that. But for someone who wants to party regularly or be spontaneous, I can see constantly changing plans and going out with people being really draining to Noah. He has a small group of close friends, so he’d struggle to remember MC’s friends' names if she has more than five. Don’t get me wrong, Noah will take MC to galleries and dates at least three times a month, but it has to be discussed and scheduled in advance.

Pros

Honestly, what isn’t a pro about him? Noah is a steadfast, thoughtful, and kind person. His politics are about taking care of people, providing them dignity and respect, and building community. He loves his family and is incredibly patient. He’s incredibly smart but not at all classist or condescending about it. I know this is supposed to be about how the islanders affect the person they’re dating, but oh my god he’s such a good person I love him. Let’s just say the pro for this is his positive aura.

He’s really good at group dynamics and listening, so he goes out of his way to make everyone feel heard and valued. If someone says something and no one acknowledges it, he’ll specifically engage with them so they’re not left hanging. If someone’s trying to get a word in but can’t, he’ll get everyone’s attention then say ‘so and so had an idea’. He’s not one to boisterously laugh in group settings, but he always makes eye contact and smiles if you make a joke that flops or say something he agrees with. If people are teasing about something, he picks up if it’s gone too far really easily and will gracefully change the subject/tell them to knock it off.

He’s super conscientious about respecting boundaries and ensuring the people around him are taking care of himself. If MC and him are long distance and texting after 10pm, he’ll be like “I love you, but we’ve both got to sleep. I’ll talk to you tomorrow”. He’ll always check and make sure people have eaten when meeting up with them, and if they haven’t he’ll insist they get food from somewhere. 100% gives you his jacket, brings you water bottles, in general just wants you to take care of yourself.

Above all else, Noah just always ensures the people around him feel safe. The last thing he’d want to do is make people uncomfortable, so safe driving, safe spaces, safe sex are all musts. He’s really good in crisis situations because he can calm people down and encourage them to think critically.

Building off of that, he’s really aware of how much of the housework is being done by who and always tries to ensure he’s doing his part. I bet that was a big thing he ripped on Rahim for- Rahim expects his woman to clean up after him and do the bulk of the domestic work, and Noah knows that’s bullshit. I think Noah likes cleaning, anyways, and will usually take laundry/disinfecting bathrooms/cleaning dishes over cooking or running errands. But the mental load of keeping track of recipes/groceries that need replenishing and keeping up with kids needs, he’s aware of the imbalance and does his part. Obvious plus, because it sounds fucking exhausting to date a man. He fucking hates vaccuming though, and will splurge on a roomba.

He has a dry sense of humor that’s very based in puns and hyperbole. Sometimes it’s hard to know when he’s joking or not, but he never makes you feel bad for missing a joke or dwells on something for too long. He absolutely subscribes to the Mcelroys’ No Bummers rule, there are some things you don’t joke about and he’s happy to shut down inappropriate comments or ‘jokes’. He definitely prefers physical gaffs and dumb ways of saying things, so his favorite comedians are John Mulaney and Chris Fleming. While humor isn’t an important part of how he relates to other people, Noah enjoys being around funny people and won’t shut down their energy like Rahim, Marisol, or Hope.

This is just me projecting again but Noah is generoussss. Even though he doesn’t make a lot of money at the library, he still has a ‘mutual aid’ budget each month (and goes over it often). He’s the first one to give money to panhandlers, donate to gofundmes, and give friends/family personal loans. That definitely gets him into sticky situations sometimes, because he has a hard time saying no and can get taken advantage of, but ultimately I think it’s a pro because he’ll never forget where he came from and always prioritize helping other people.

He has a really pretty, deep singing voice and this is a pro to me because fuck I meltttttt.

The shit he says to his partner or spouse? THE most romantic thing in the world. You think Mr. “you’re made of stardust” doesn’t shower his lover with the most meaningful lines at random times? You think he’s not quoting sappho and jane austen when he’s at a loss for words? You think he’s NOT going to turn over in bed on a lazy Saturday and say ‘this is the most perfect my life will ever be’? It’s not even prompted either, yes he’ll compliment Bobby or MC when they get all dressed up for date night, but more often he’ll profess his adoration in the middle of dinner, then take another forkful of food.

Fantastic with kids, and this is a huge pro because people who can work with kids and be patient/positive with them make me so fuckim soft. But if/when (hopefully when because if MC didn’t want kids I don’t think it’d last) they had kids, Noah is happy to be on bottle duty, wake up early to the baby, and generally be a really involved parent. He’ll take a big chunk of paternity leave, and generally be there as much as humanly possible. Even when they have multiple little tyrants running around, he always makes time to be alone with MC and make sure she’s not taking on too much.

He’s basically a lesbian, which is definitely a reason I love him so much. Hear me out- loves milfs, loves 80s music, communicates affection through meaningful glances and playing with hair but will die before explicitly saying any of it, crushes on his best friend for the longest time but never makes the first move, puts way too much emotional meaning and personal metaphors into objects and then presents them as gifts, is into fandoms and actively collects pop figures, is attracted to assertive/powerful women, wears beige skinny jeans, wears VESTS….. That’s a lesbian. He’s a bisexual man, but he’s also an honorary lesbian.

A really good confidant. Noah’s an amazing listener and never judges people harshly- his life philosophy is as long as you’re not hurting anymore or yourself, everything else is details. So you can definitely tell him secrets and confess regrets to him and he’ll listen with those soft eyes and gentle nods. Talking to him about mistakes always feels like unburdening yourself. And he’d never tell your secret to anyone. Doesn’t matter if you cheat on him, lie to him, or die, he’s never going to tell anyone your secrets.

#litg #litg noah #pros and cons

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“Entangled” (c.h) (h.s)

Pairing: Calum Hood X Reader / Harry Styles X Reader

Requested: Yes!

Summary: You never wanted to be caught up in a love triangle, you never asked to be entangled in this situation. Now you have a choice to make. You know it has to be one of them at the end but, who would it be? And why is it so hard?

Warnings: Love Triangle! Pinning, unrequited love, language, angsty with a little fluff, mentions of alcohol and some grammatical error (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word Count: 7.2 k

Author’s Note: Requested by my darling @rime-warrior a few weeks ago, I decided to turn her wonderful promt into a series. This part serves as the intro of the series! It starts with the reader in the “present” (just go with it) and then it will follow their journey with the boys since 2014. Reblogs, comments and feedback are always welcome 💕 You can read my other works for Harry and 5SOS HERE. Hope you like it and happy reading 🦋✨

@rime-warrior : Hi! I’m back lol I loved the heather imagine and I was wondering if you could do a calum/reader/Harry imagine where they’re on tour and trying to get the readers attention by being goofballs

Part 1: The beginning.

Never in a million years did you think you would end up making a decision like this. Hell, never in a million years did you think you would be here in the first place! If somebody would’ve come to you a year ago to tell you that you would’ve been in one of the biggest reunion tours of one of the biggest boy bands that's ever existed and one of the greatest pop/alt bands of the new generation you’d call them crazy and probably pepper spray them as you run away. But here you are and, surprisingly, it’s the last place you want to be at.

You are currently sitting at the stairs outside the venue, it’s the last concert on the “Here We Go Again” One Direction/5 Seconds of Summer Reunion Tour. Tapping your feet relentlessly against the cold metal and regretting not bringing a jacket with you as you can hear the fans going crazy inside the stadium, and who could blame them? They waited so long to see their favorite people again, not only that but together! After almost six years apart. You would’ve been just like them if it weren’t for the stomach ache your nerves are giving to you at this exact moment.

You knew what you had to do. It was the right thing after all, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt like crazy. Somehow you were going to lose someone tonight and you weren’t ready for that, you’ll never be ready for that.

How the hell did this all start in the first place? How did you become so entangled in this mess without realizing? And how would you get out of it?

So many thoughts are running through your head, yet none of them seem to stick around for more than ten seconds before rushing onto another. Head spinning at a thousand miles per hour as you clenched your fists at the side of your body, knuckles turning white as they grasped the cold and dirty metal of the staircase.

You could run… you were kinda fast and they are all inside so they wouldn’t be able to catch you. Maybe you could move to Peru, you always wanted to visit Machu Picchu and its alpacas, plus the ponchos look really good on you. The problem was that 1. You didn’t know Spanish. 2. You had exactly 9.57 dollars left on one of your pockets because you left your wallet inside and 3. You weren’t a coward.

Well, you were. That's why you let it come this far. But you were not going to do that anymore. You need to make a decision and it has to be tonight. But why was it so hard though?

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A few years ago

“Y/N! C’mon!” You heard your best friend say “We are going to be late again!”

Lottie was impatiently pacing around the hotel room once again, she had her bags around her shoulders as she considered leaving you behind.

“You know I have to start early today! There’s gonna be four more people to style and I don’t want to do it all rushed.” She whined, sitting on one of the beds.

You came out of the bathroom soon after, cheeks a little bit flushed because it wasn’t like you to slow things down, especially when it came to work. But you wanted to look cute today, well, more cute than usual.

The tour was about to start and you were lucky enough that management let you come with Lottie to work on the stylish team with her. Her older brother, Louis, was a close friend of yours as well, so when he proposed the idea a few months back, you just couldn’t resist.

“Sorry, love” you replied sheepishly “I lost track of time”

Lottie lifted her gaze towards you and rolled her eyes playfully “Oh, shush. You and I both know that you are bluffing. I know exactly what you’re doing wearing that outfit and honestly? Can’t blame ya”

She was right, she’s always right when it comes to these kinds of stuff.

It’s not like you’ve never met the guys! I mean, you know Louis and Zyan because of Lottie, you’ve never seen the other members of the band in person, yet. But it’s not like you don’t know them either, they are everywhere! It was impossible to escape from the impact One Direction had. And now you were going to work with them as a stylist, it seemed like a dream.

Not only that, but you were also in charge of styling the opening number: An Australian band called 5 Seconds of Summer that Louis likes. You don’t know much about them other than this is the second time they’ll open for One Direction and they’ll be around for the European and American leg of the tour. You googled them to have a reference of what they’d look like so you’ll know how to work around them and, honestly, where do they get those guys? They don’t even look like eighteen year olds! And they are also talented and successful at such a young age? You promised yourself that you were going to listen to some of their songs, but still haven’t gotten around to do it just yet, but tonight will definitely change that.

You were nervous. You could feel your hands get clammy just thinking about the pressure that’s on you to make those guys look like absolute gods on stage (though that wouldn’t be a challenge, knowing the nine of them are incredibly handsome already) But that thought didn’t ease you a bit. You wanted to be good. No, scratch that. You know you are good. You want to impress them, hence the cool outfit.

“Think you know it all?” You said, already grabbing a pillow and throwing it to Lottie’s face.

“I know it all, darling” She laughed, throwing it back at you “Now, move your ass. We need to ge to the stadium as soon as possible”

You could hear the fans from a mile away before you walked through the backstage doors. The adrenaline was contagious, everyone was moving around like crazy but you could feel the excitement in the air. You already knew this was where you were meant to be, haven’t even started but you love it already. This was meant to be.

Lottie was walking fast, easily leaving you behind as you stared in awe at your surroundings, not paying any attention towards where you were going until you felt something hard crashing into you, making you lose your balance and you fell to the floor with a massive weight crushing your lungs.

All you could feel was the painful sting that shocked your body as your ass touched the ground with a big “thud” Luckily, the person that knocked you down was quick enough to put a hand behind your head so you don’t hit it too harshly as it came in contact with the cement floors. You tried to curse but the weight in your chest made it almost impossible to talk, making you only gasp in surprise.

The person lying on top of you groaned in discomfort, they must’ve hurt themselves too when you both hit the ground. “Are you okay?” The deep voice said, trying to hide the pain. You opened your eyes at the sound of his voice and were shocked to find two green orbs staring right back at you.

Harry’s face was too close to yours. Noses almost brushing as you took in all the details on his panicked expression. He was beautiful. Breathtaking in the metaphorically and literally since he was still on top of you, crushing your chest with his.

You tapped on his arm trying to push him off you. He seemed to get the hint as he quickly apologized and stood up, offering you his hand to help you do the same. You gladly took it as the air came rushing back to your lungs, a little whine escaping your throat as you felt how your muscles ached after the impact.

“Oh shit, are you hurt?” Harry asked, faced filled with worry as he looked at you up and down, trying to make sure there were no visible injuries.

“Not really, but-“ You said bringing a hand to your lower back and rubbing it gently, hissing when you felt a hint of pain when you touched a certain spot “Definitely gonna bruise in a few hours”

“I am very, very sorry. I didn’t mean to- Do you need ice? I can get you some ice if you-“

“I’m fine” You raised your palm to cut him off, smiling as you saw how worried he actually was “Really, I’m fine. It could’ve been worse if it wasn’t for your hand working as a cushion for my head” You giggled “Are you okay, though?”

Harry nodded, smiling as well “I truly am sorry, I was not paying attention to where I was going”

“Well, that makes two of us. But why were you running?”

“Oh, ’m running away from my bodyguard. You see, they really don’t like it when you do that and steal the keys to the van” He said with mischievous eyes, flashing a smile as he showed you the key dangling in his finger. Soon after, you heard someone yell ‘Harry Styles come back here!’ You couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous the situation was. Harry stared at you for a little while, eyes gleaming at the sound of your giggles “Gotta go! Are you sure you’re okay…?”

“Y/N” You said, nodding your head.

“Y/N…” He repeated in a low voice, eyes scanning you once again as he backed away slowly “See yeh round, love” The last thing you saw was his flirty wink before he started running again.

You felt your cheeks get warmer but you were quick to hide it. This was your job, you need to be professional. Though, you gotta admit, having Harry Styles knocking you off your feet on your first day wasn’t bad at all. Really not bad at all.

“There you are!” You heard your best friend call from the other end of the hall “C´mon, we need to set everything up before they come here” Lottie came close to you, softly grabbing you by the hand and tugging it so you could follow her. She had an understanding smile on her face “Don´t worry, I was in the same position as you when I first visited the tour. It's amazing, isn't it?”

“Kinda intimidating, actually”

Lottie laughed and linked your arms together as you walked through the enormous hall downt to a small room.

You spent the next hour or so getting everything ready for when they come, laughing and joking around each other like you always do, making you almost forget that you were here to do a job and not just hang out. That's one of the many good things about the Tomlinsons, they make you feel so comfortable that you forget all your worries.

The playlist you chose was blasting on the small speaker you had brought to entertain yourselves while waiting for the boys. You were both laughing and jumping around with brushes in your hands, pretending they were microphones and you were having your own little concert with the Spice Girls. You were in the middle of your solo, already lost in the sound of Baby Spice´s voice when the door opened at the same time you were stretching your arm in an improvised dance move, accidentally hitting the person next to you with the heavy brush.

“Ouch!” The boy said as he quickly brought his hand to his nose, trying to make sure it wasn't bleeding.

You covered your mouth immediately and threw the brush into one of the cushions “Oh my- I´m so sorry. I'm so so so so sorry” You soon apologized and went over to him, trying to assess the damages and hoping you didn't break his nose “Are you okay? I really am sorry I didn´t-”

The boy opened his eyes, locking them with yours. You have never seen such an intense stare in your life, it was intriguing, magnetic. You could feel yourself blush, but you didn't know if it was because of the embarrassing situation or because you felt intimidated by those brown eyes.

“Uh.. Yeah” He said blinking when he realized he was staring at you for a little too long “I just wasn't expecting that” He chuckled to ease the tension. He had a beautiful smile, like the kind that's just so welcoming and warm, so you couldn't help but join in his laughter.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Lottie trying to hold herself together so she wouldn´t burst into fits of laughter at the scenario playing in front of her. You quickly cleared your throat and asked “Are you sure you are okay? Nothing's broken?”

“Nah, that's just his face” A voice with a thick accent said.

The boy rolled his eyes as you peeked over his shoulders. Leaning into the door frame were three other people, boys of apparently the same age, taller than life and equally amused by his hurt friend. You recognized them immediately (mostly thanks to the color haired boy) They were the opening act. They were 5 Seconds of Summer. And you just hit their bassist on the nose.

“Way to make an impression, Cal” Laughed the boy with the long curly hair. Ashton? or was that Luke?

Calum flipped them off as they made their way into the little room and you felt your cheeks get warmer again. The three of them went to say hi to Lottie, having already met her at the last tour, and started a whole new conversation with her.

“Uhmm, I can go get some ice. If you want?” You asked, feeling a little self conscious now that there were more people in the room.

Calum smiled.

“I´m good, but thanks sweetheart” He winked at you “I´m Calum, by the way” He extended his hand for you to shake.

“Y/N” You said with a smile.

“Beautiful” He said, barely even a whisper before his eyes met yours again and you swore your heart just skipped a beat right there and there.

“Hey, Calum!” Lottie greeted him with a hug “We are starting with you today, okay? Go grab a seat” Calum nodded and sat in front of one of the vanities. Lottie came closer to you and whispered “Talk about a meet cute” She teased.

You rolled your eyes and muttered a “Shut up” before you walked away and started to work with one of the other boys.

This was going to be an interesting first day.

For the next hour or so, you found yourself amazed at the fact of how much you had in common with the Aussie band. You bonded over music, fashion and you laughed at the same dumb jokes, and were genuelly surprised at how grounded they all were. They were just as excited as you for the tour, knowing what big of a chance it was and how lucky they were to be here, just like you. In a matter of minutes you were acting like old friends.

From time to time you would look at Calum over the mirror, only to find that he was already staring at you, flashing you a smile every time your eyes met. He wasn’t much of a chatter like his friends, but he still engaged in every conversation, especially if you were part of it.

When their time at “your office” as Lottie calls it, ended, he was the last one to go out. But before he stepped out the door, he gave one last look at you and said “You’ll be watching our set tonight, right?”

You smiled “Wouldn't miss it”

Calum's smile grew until it almost reached his ears, he muttered a last goodbye before closing the door.

“Well, someone has a crush” You turned around and saw Lottie wiggle her eyebrows in a suggestive way, pressing her lips into a teasing fine line. You just rolled your eyes.

“What are you talking about? He was just being friendly”

“Who was being friendly?” A familiar voice said.

You looked behind you and ran towards the slim figure that just opened the door, pulling him into a hug.

“Louis!” You squealed in excitement, circling your arms around his back as he held tighter to you.

Louis was the closest thing you had to an older brother. Growing up as Lottie’s best friend made you an unofficial member of their family and you loved them all as your own. He was always the life of the party, making jokes, teasing you and sometimes reprimanding you if you messed up. You couldn’t count how many times he took you both for a late night snack or let you hang out with him and his friends when you got bored. He also gave great advice, and you trusted him more than anything (besides Lottie, of course) The day that he went away to chase his dreams was one of the most bittersweet moments of your lives, for one part you were happy for him but you would miss him like crazy.

And now, almost five years later, here you were. The three of you, together again like old times but with a more busy schedule. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Y/N/N! It’s so good to see you, love”

“What? No hug for me?” Said Lottie sarcastically, cocking an eyebrow to his older brother.

“Only if you tell me who was being friendly with Y/N” He said as he let you go and her in for a tight bear hug.

“Who’s being friendly with who?” Someone called out from the door.

The three of you turned around to see Harry leaning onto the door. His brows frowned as his eyes scanned the room until they met yours. If he was surprised to see you there then he didn’t show it. After all, you didn’t get to tell him what you were doing here.

“H!” Lottie gasped in delight as she pushed her brother away and went to hug the curly haired man.

Harry hugged her with the same energy, holding her close and muttering a sweet ‘hello’, just like Louis did with you.

“Oi, mate! Have you met Y/N? The new stylist and best friend anyone could have?” Asked Louis as he put his arm around your shoulder, showing you off like a proud big brother.

Harry looked at you and smiled “Yeah, we ran into each other earlier” He shared a knowing smirk with you and you couldn't help but chuckle a little bit.

“Quite literally, I must say”

He was about to say something when the door opened again, you realized no one here bothered to knock first, apparently. Niall, Liam and Zayn entered the room, ready to get themselves ready before the show. Lottie introduced you to each one of them and immediately started working when she noticed how knotted Niall’s hair was.

The conversations started flowing with ease, all of them genuinely curious to get to know you, convinced that any friend of Louis was a friend of them. They were all very sweet and welcoming, and, just like with the members of 5SOS, you bonded rather quickly. All the nerves you once had easily faded away as you felt more comfortable in this space, more convinced than ever that this was where you were meant to be.

“Oi, what about those pretty eyes you saw earlier, Harold?” Liam’s voice filled the room “Seen them again?”

Harry instantly lifted his gaze to watch his friend through the mirror and shot him a deathly glare “Don't know wha you’re talkin ’bout” He stated.

You could’ve swore he looked your way, just for a moment his green eyes met yours through the mirror. It was quick, almost like a reflex. Maybe you were just imagining things.

“Ooh, does Harry have a crush?” Lottie teased while applying some oils to his curls. He just rolled his eyes “Wouldn’t be the first one to catch feelings in this room”

You snapped your head towards your friend, knowing and dreading what she was going to say next.

“Spill” Said Louis, living for the drama.

“Well…” She started, searching for your face in the mirror. But you quickly averted your eyes, suddenly finding Zayn’s hair very interesting “Let’s just say that one of your Australian mates already started making eyes at our Y/N”

The room filled with “oooohs” and “aaawwws” from all of the boys. All except Harry, who was just staring straight at his reflection with a rather serious look.

You laughed and shook your head “Honestly, Lottie. You are just imagining things”

Staring at the mirror one more time, your eyes quickly met Harry’s green orbs, already staring at you from his seat. You shot him a smile and he returned it as the topic of the conversation changed once again.

Time flew without any of you really noticing it. All the boys were done with their hair and make up, ready to move on to the wardrobe department. Lottie tagged along with Louis, wanting to say hi to a few friends she made last year. You wanted to go too, but a quick glance at your phone made you aware of the time and the promise you had made.

“Oh shoot” You breathed, quickly grabbing your phone from the vanity as you rushed through the door.

“What’s the hurry, love?” Asked Harry, amused at your behavior. You didn’t notice that he was the only person left in the room.

“The show’s about to start and I kinda promise someone that I wouldn’t miss it” You smiled “But, now that I think about it, I don’t even know how to get to the side of the stage!”

Harry got up from his chair, wiping his palms onto his black skinny jeans “I could take you there, but only if you promise to stay there for our set as well”

“What? Are you kidding?” You laughed “You really think I wasn’t planning on doing that already?”

His eyes gleamed with joy at your words and you swore you saw a glimpse of his pink tinted cheeks as he nudged his head and asked you to follow him.

You followed Harry though a complicated mess of halls filled with people running around, making sure that everything was already set to start. You had to admit, he really knew how to navigate, not only on stage but backstage as well, you would’ve gotten lost the moment you stepped outside the door if it weren’t for him.

Once you reached the side of the stage, making sure that you stayed way out of the fans point of view, Harry said he had to go back and change.

“‘S not Ashton, is it?” He asked, just before he turned to leave.

“What?”

“The boy who was a crush on you” He stated, eyes locked to the stage, almost like he was trying too hard not to meet yours “‘s not him, right? Cos I’ve seen him look at my sister and I don’t-“

“Nobody has a crush on me!” You laughed as you rolled your eyes, reminding yourself to kill your friend right after the show. “Lottie was just teasing. Besides, I’m here to work, not to look for a relationship”

Harry nodded, seemingly pleased with your answer, making his way back to the maze called ‘backstage’

You watched him walk away with a soft smile on your face. Harry was not like everyone in the media said he was, and you were glad. You didn’t need more drama in your life, no boyfriends nor toxic relationships. You could feel that this was going to be your safe space, and who knows? maybe when the tour finishes you’ll have a new friend to lean on.

The sound of a guitar riff caught you off guard, pulling your attention away from the black background and into the stage. You could hear the fans go absolutely bonkers as the four Australians came into view, smiling as they took their places on stage.

Sharing one understanding look among each other, Ashton banged his drumsticks together, setting the pace for their first song. The crowd goes wild as they recognize the melody immediately, singing and jumping along the words of a song about a girl friendzoning one of the guys.

They sounded incredible. It was hard to imagine that they were still teenagers like yourself, like most of the people in the crowd, actually. The way they moved on stage was erratic, always walking around and messing with each other as they sang and played their instruments like it was nothing. It was easy to tell that they’ve been friends for a long time now and they feel comfortable with each other, having the most fun up there, seizing every moment like it was their last,

You, on the other hand, found yourself enjoying their set a little too much. Since you’ve never gotten the chance to actually listen to most of their songs before tonight, you were quite surprised at how much fun and kinda edgy they were, making you want to dance and jump like the rest of the fans. So you did. You didn’t care about if people around you were watching, you just let yourself go to the rhythm and enjoyed your night. This was the beginning of your new life, what better way to celebrate it than letting all your worries go while your new favorite band played on stage, just mere meters in front of you.

You were so lost in your own little world, completely immersed in the music, that you didn’t notice the looks Calum gave to you while onstage. Everytime he had the chance, his head spinned towards you, watching with joy as you danced along to their songs. Once you caught his eyes staring at you, you smiled at him and stuck your tongue out, mocking him. He just laughed wholeheartedly, bringing one finger to the side of his nose, the same one you punched a few hours ago. You did the same without questioning it, turning that little gesture into your first inside joke.

The guys played a few more songs before their set ended. Calum came to you as soon as they finished their bows.

“Hey!” He said, still pumped with adrenaline.

He was sweaty, very sweaty. But his energy was contagious as he flashed one of his beautiful smiles to you, eyes shining from excitement.

“You came!”

“Told ya I was going to!” You exclaimed “You guys are amazing!”

“You really think so?” Calum looked like a boy on Christmas, genuinely happy that you like how they sound like “Or are you just being nice because you almost broke my nose?”

“Almost! That’s the key word there” You chuckled “But no, I’m being honest. You killed it tonight!”

Calum’s smile almost reached his eyes, making all of his little dimples pop out as he looked at you softly.

“Hey… Uhm.. I need to get back to our dressing room, Wanna come with me?” He asked, suddenly shy.

“Sure!” You said, making his eyes sparkle “Then we can come back and watch the others perform”

Calum furrowed his eyebrows “Oh, you’re staying for that?” He sounded a little bit disappointed.

“Well, yeah? How could I miss it” You chuckled, but stopped once you saw his expression change “Why? You’re not staying for the whole show?”

“Management doesn’t let us stay long after our set”

You muttered a surprised ‘oh’ That wasn’t fair at all! Why couldn’t they enjoy the show like the rest of you? Or even just stay backstage and do nothing but chill until the show was done? You could see Calum was disappointed in that fact too, it must be a bummer for them not to have the full experience.

“But..” He said smiling, bringing his eyes up to meet with yours again “There is an after party at the hotel later tonight, will I see you there as well?”

You nodded “Of course! I’ll be there”

“Yes! Can’t wait!” He jumped in excitement as he took a step forward and started walking towards the dressing rooms. Not before turning back around and saying “See ya there, Y/N” Putting his finger to the side of his nose and smiling when you did the same.

A few minutes later Lottie showed up beside you, knowing the concert was about to start.

“How did the guys do?” She asked.

“Oh, they were amazing! I don´t know why I´ve never heard of them until a few weeks ago!”

She hummed “Yes, they are pretty good. How was Calum?”

You looked at her confused. Was this going to become a thing now? Couldn't you just have a friend without getting involved in some relationship drama? It was frustrating and it will only end up making things awkward for everyone. It has happened before and you were not ready to experience that again.

She seemed to notice your discomfort and immediately changed the topic. Not wanting to upset you. Clearing her throat she said “Uhm.. the boys really like you”

You snapped your head towards her direction.

“They´ve talked about you a little bit, they all say you are really nice and all the yadah yadah I already know” She smiled “Harry was especially pleased with your work. He says could come and stay with me permanently on the team”

You blushed at his compliment, but before you could even say anything you were interrupted by his voice.

“Straight off the plane to a new hotel..”

The fans go wild. Quite feral, you might add. But you couldn't blame them, not even a little bit. The five boys walking down the runway was truly a sight to behold.

You felt the goosebumps run around your body as the energy grew into something quite impossible to understand. This was it. This was the feeling everyone's been talking about, and now it was your turn to experience it every night.

As the music flew through the stadium. All five of them took over the stage like it was their home, and in some way, it was. They practically grew up there, being in the spotlight since a very young age and stealing the hearts of millions around the world. They were as professionals as they were goofy, always finding an excuse to have fun and tease each other in the middle of the songs and with the public, creating an atmosphere of pure bliss wherever they went on that huge structure in the middle of the stadium.

With every song they sang, Lottie grabbed your arm and started dancing and jumping like it's the first time she heard their music and you did the same, getting completely lost in the feeling, so much so that you didn't even notice how much time had passed and just before you know it, the concert was getting to an end.

When the last song came through, the guys were scattered around the stage, running around as they took in everything they could from this experience. At some point, Harry stood right in front of you, just like Calum did a few hours ago, and while he sang his heart out, his eyes connected with yours. His green eyes sparkled like stars when he met your gaze, only for a second too long before he joined his brothers in the middle of the runway, ready to give one final bow and exit the stage where he came from.

“C´mon!” Said Lottie, pulling you out of your trance “They are going to shower and get ready for the after party. We should get going now, because I am not going to show up there with this outfit!”

You laughed at her and followed her to grab a cab, feeling more than excited for the afterparty.

You walked along the lobby, Lottie right by your side. Both of you clean, fresh and looking hot as hell as you made your way to the venue. To say you were nervous was an understatement, you were downright terrified. This was your first VIP party celebrating, not only your first day, but also the first day of one of the biggest tours of the year.

“Hey,” Lottie calmed you down, placing her little hand on your shoulder. “We did an amazing job today, sweetie. It’s time to celebrate”

You nodded and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, trying to calm the stomach ache that your nerves created and opening the door of the hotel club.

You immediately got caught up in the dark atmosphere, flashing colored lights flying around the room and reflecting themselves onto the mirrored dance floor. Out of the corner of your eyes you spotted a few people sitting on the bar stools, some were already on the dance floor and others were just sitting on dark booths pulled against the walls, chilling as they watched the party go by. You recognize some of them, but most of them were strangers, elite people that came to celebrate and wish another successful tour for the boys.

The pressure on your chest became tighter. You grabbed Lottie‘s hand and felt some kind of comfort when she squeezed it for a second, at least you weren’t alone.

“LOTTIE!” Someone called from one of the dark booths. You could recognize Zayn’s thick accent anywhere. With one reassuring look, Lottie pulled your hand and guided you through the sea of people flooding the room.

Once you reached the booth it was easier to identify its occupants. Zayn was sitting next to Louis who, at the same time, was beside Ashton and Luke. You all exchanged your hellos as you took a seat next to Lottie.

“What’d think of the show?” Asked Louis, taming a sip of his beer.

The group started rambling on and on about the different parts of the show, their favorite moments and about the craziest fans they managed to see. You spend quite a bit talking and laughing with the guys, slowly getting more comfortable being there. It’s not like you didn’t enjoy parties at all, on the contrary, you loved them. The problem was that this was new territory, pleasure mixing with your responsibilities and you didn’t want to fuck this up. The sheer thought of that possibility made you feel ill again and you wanted nothing more than to breathe a little air into your lungs before you passed out from overthinking too much.

Scanning the room you spotted a glass door that led to some sort of balcony, you cheered internally “I’ll be right back” You whispered to Lottie, who was having a nice chat with Luke about his bone structure. She looked at you, worried. You smiled at her “I’m just going to get some air, keep talking. I won’t take long”

You almost sprinted to the door, heart racing at the thought of a moment alone to gather yourself. Once the cool air of the night grazed your skin, you felt like you could finally breathe properly. You always felt more like yourself when nighttime arrived, it was complicated to explain but it seemed like the stars could understand you better than anyone. They were your comfort and your confidants, because no matter what, you knew they wouldn't ever leave you alone.

“‘S nice to know ‘m not the only one who needed a break” You heard a familiar voice say next to you.

Harry was standing next to railing, green eyes fixed on you as you took a step closer.

“You’re not having fun?” You asked, resting your elbows on the cold metal of the balcony.

“Parties are all the same after a while,” He said absentmindedly “‘m just really tired”

“Well, that’s understandable. After the night you had? If I were you I would be sleeping until I turned 40!”

Harry laughed and shook his head at your comment “How’s your bum?”

“My what now?”

“Your ass” He said pointing at your backside “From the fall?”

“Oh! It’s fine, just a little bruised up. Which is surprising since I expected a lot worse from being run over by a six foot man”

He smiled “‘m sorry, love. If it makes you feel better I got my ass handed to me by a six foot five man right after that”

“Yeah, that does make me feel better” You chuckled, looking at the sky again “Still can’t believe I’m here”

Harry came closer to you, his arm barely inches from yours. You didn’t notice as he studied your face carefully, almost like he was trying to remember every detail “‘s like a dream, isn’t it?”

“It truly is. I-“ You turned your face to him, only to find his way closer than you remember “Is everything alright, Harry?”

He hummed, distancing himself from you as he laid his back to the railing “Just thinking”

“About?”

“That I might actually enjoy the parties if you’re around”

You were about to return the compliment when you heard the glass door open with a ferocious amount of force.

“Y/N!” Lottie yelled from the insides of the party “Get your little perky arse in here! They’re playing our song!”

You knew better than to say no to that. So you laughed as you made your way back inside, but not before saying bye to Harry.

“I’ll come and find you soon” He said with a dashing smile.

“As long as you don’t throw me to the ground, then that’s okay”

You grabbed Lottie’s hand and she pulled you over to the dance floor, not wasting any time before she started moving along to the song blasting from the stereos, you joined her almost instantly.

At that moment, you didn’t care who saw. You were having the time of your life dancing with your best friend in a party celebrating your new life. Your new beginning. Yes, you were scared. But why be scared now? Why don’t just enjoy the moment? Life’s too short to be moping around hypotheticals. Right now, you wanted to dance.

And you did, for five more songs you let all your worries go down the drain. Tonight you were living the dream and you silently promised yourself to cherish every moment like it’s the last one, no time for worries nor fears. Just fun.

“Ugh! I need a wee!” Lottie called over the music.

“I’m gonna grab some water!” You said to her before each of you made your way to your own destinations.

Once you reached the bar, you tried and failed to get the bartender’s attention. Them being to worried about the other clients waiting for a line of shots at the other side of the bar.

Wanting to rest your feet for a while, you decided to sit up on one of the tall stools they had, trying to catch your breath after that intense dance workout you just had. Your eyes began to wander across the room again out of curiosity, you wanted to know what your friends were up to at the moment.

You quickly found Liam and Niall on the dance floor, trying to copy some choreography they probably saw online and failing miserably while doing so. Louis, Zayn and Ashton were still at the booth, they were laughing hard at something that Josh had said, making Louis spill his drink onto the table. You scanned the room a little bit more, pretending like you were in a game of ‘Where’s Waldo?’ Without looking for anyone in particular. That’s when your eyes met Calum’s.

He was sitting at the other end of the bar, eyes already fixed at you when you met them. When he noticed you were staring, he quickly shot you a smile and brought his finger to the side of his nose, remembering your secret greeting from earlier. You smiled back and did the same, beckoning him to come talk to you.

He was by your side in a second

“Hey you!” He said excitedly “Was wondering where you went”

“I was just dancing with Lottie a few minutes ago” You pointed out the dance floor.

“Oh I know, hard to keep the eyes from ya” He smiled “Looks like karaoke is not your only talent”

“Oh shut up!” You laughed as you playfully punched him in the arm “I could still break your nose, you know?”

“I’m completely aware, darling. Wouldn’t mind it if you did, though”

You rolled your eyes at him “Are you having fun?”

“I am now”

You laughed again and Calum swore he had never listened to such a beautiful sound before. His brown eyes met yours again, trying to communicate everything you needed to know with just one gaze, just one moment. He was never a man of many words, but he hoped that this would be enough.

“So..” You said, trying not to get lost in his stare but failing miserably as you felt how his dark eyes took you in “What’ve you been doing, if you weren’t having fun?”

Calum smiled and shook his head “Trying to get Michael and Luke out of trouble-“

“CALUM” A voice was heard from across the room, probably Luke’s

“Like I said…” He pointed behind you at the two young men on the dance floor next to Liam and Niall, trying to balance some beer bottles onto Niall’s quiff “Cal! Come here!”

Calum sighed “I better go see what they’re doing”

“Make sure they don’t hurt themselves, I certainly don’t want to deal with covering them with make up tomorrow if they end up cutting their faces off” You joked.

“I’ll take that into account” He chuckled “I’ll find you later, Y/N” Calum said, turning around to their friends.

After a while, you decided to go over the booth and hang out with Louis, not wanting to be alone on a stool bar any longer.

“I can see you’re having fun, aren’t ya, love?” He said, putting his arm around your shoulder in a brotherly kind of way.

“I am, in fact. Thank you for asking”

“Been a bit flirty from what I can see as well, haven’t ya?”

You looked at him. He had a smug smile on his face, one brow raising teasingly as he waited for your answer. What did he mean by that?

“Uhm.. what? I haven’t been flirting with anyone” You state, confused by his question.

“Yeah? Do they know that?” Louis said, pointing behind you.

You turned your head to where he was pointing and you could see Calum and Harry, both coming from different sides of the room each one with two drinks in their hands, approaching the booth. Both of their eyes were fixed on you as they walked closer and closer, until they stopped completely in front of you.

It seemed like only then did they acknowledge each other, as they comically turned their heads to their side, looked down at each other’s drinks and then lifted their gaze to meet again face to face, mirroring each other’s movements and expressions.

“Guess you got a handful there, love” Louis whispered in your ear.

Oh, boy.

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cloveroctobers · 4 years

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IBRAHIM JARVIS —

IG info/bio: @/OFFICIALRAHIMJARVIS | 130k followers | pro🏌🏿, & yes i was on that dating show...don’t obsess over other people, obsess over water, stay hydrated friends!

22 (23) years old

From Birmingham, England

Pisces sun? + Virgo moon + Cancer rising

Parents are both Afro-Antiguan and Barbudans + migrated to The UK once they were pregnant with their first child

They’ve been married for over 20 years

He gets his height from both of his parents

His mother keeps her hair buzzed short, cooks the best Antiguan food + loves creole seasoning, she’s 5’11, & works as a bank teller

His father is 6’5, works as a substance a*use counselor & does not believe in tough love as a way of showing you care about your children. He learned that the hard way growing up

Ibrahim is a pro golfer & dislikes tiger woods, “he’s a proper arsehole, typical American yeah?”

Got into the craft thanks to his maternal grandfather who was also into golf along with other sports & taught him all he needed to know. At first Ibrahim didn’t like it, found it rather boring & would rather stick to video gaming but his grandfather wanted to break his grandchildren out of staying in the house all the time

It kept him fit and also relieved any anxiety Ibrahim had in life and he had a good amount

He’s got an incredible swing, thanks to his long arms

He’s 6’3

Has three older brothers: Jesse (27) , Keithroy (25), and Reuben (24)

He loves working out and spotting other people, feels likes it’s a team effort & he’s a team player

Drinks gallons of water on a daily and nothing else, it’s even better if he puts fruit in it

Always eating fruit, for breakfast/with or after his dinner. Rather eat fruits than vegetables...yes he’s an adult but he can’t stand broccoli or radishes

Canon: hates seeing other people test their fruit to see if it’s ripe or not. But it’s fine when he does it himself, he just thinks about all the germs that are on other peoples hands when they’re doing so; it physically makes him sick & irritated if he ends up touching the fruit that’s mushy/lumpy

He’s a big fan of comics. Always has been since he’s a kid and has a huge collection of them, his oldest ones are packed away in a couple of crates (in his loft room that he uses as a extra storage room) since he no longer has space in his room. Yes he has no shame (and shouldn’t) of having them on display even tho his oldest brothers clown him for it

Massive fan of black panther & was hyped when it first came to theaters. Saw it three times in one day

Was heartbroken when Chadwick Boseman p*ssed

He’s awkward at expressing himself & sometimes it makes him feel misunderstood & it’s frustrating

Hates people that come up with these ideas of him instead of allowing him to collect his thoughts and speak them the right way

Yet he can be the type of person that wants to ignore issues and hope they go away

He wishes people had enough patience like he did with others in the world

He seeks advice from his dad, since he’s a counselor & everything yet it’s slightly different?

Can be a sweetie & very romantic in relationships

Will do the most (he won’t see it that way) & drop $ on you if he wants to...buying things, trying & failing to DIY, doing wealthy ppl shit, expensive trips— canon: taking his girl to Spain? Was it? Or Italy? I don’t remember... the whole 9

Had 1 gf before the villa. He broke up with her for being too flashy with his things & found that she wouldn’t have liked him if he didn’t have a bit of money

His parents live with him. “They’re basically my roommates until or if they find a house they like.” He didn’t go overboard once he got his first paycheck, he didn’t need a mansion but he did go big enough, industrial style but homey with some minor modern touches for his dream home—he didn’t want it to feel cold or penthouse-like

Isn’t too flashy on the socials but will post something every now & then if he feels the need to show it

Doesn’t post much of his face, mostly what he’s doing in the moment...lots of golfing pics!

Dresses like a dad but it works for him. Loves a good snug polo & plaid trousers/regular that are cut above the ankle, “those are highwaters innit?!” “No mum, it’s the style.” Rolled up jeans, tall white socks & some patterned, baggy sweaters, fancy hats, picks oxfords over sneakers, etc...

Definitely takes the time to iron/steam/press his underwear & socks

Enjoys getting his hair braided, isn’t tender-headed at all (must be nice)

Only grows his hair out during the fall/winter seasons or cuts/gets a shape up

When he posts about his tournaments or time at the golf course, he can always count on Bobby to comment the usual... @/returnofdamckenzie: do you ever have moments where you Reenact troy bolton on the lovely green grass? @/officialrahimjarvis: Idk whether to block u or have a laugh mate, yes i had to look him up!

Dated Jo for about 5 months after the villa until she broke up with him, finding that their lifestyles were too hectic for them to continue, at least that was her public statement to the fans but they really grew apart & the “love” was no longer there

Ibrahim seemed to be more upset about it than Jo in the beginning resulting in snappy replies for awhile, which again stems from him not knowing how to express himself

She checked up on him A LOT, almost as if they never broke up but Ibrahim felt like he needed his space now. They talked it out the best they could over dinner and got closure but that didn’t mean it didn’t sting. He just didn’t think it was needed to be calling each other everyday to see how they were both holding up. If they were done, then that’s what they should be

Jo didn’t see it that way. She still cared for Ibrahim, that didn’t mean that they had to stop talking in her view. She wanted to know how he was coping, and was known for “sticking her foot in her mouth” so that was also a flaw in their relationship

She would say certain things that touched on how she was feeling but didn’t express them at the right times & then there was Ibrahim who didn’t know HOW to say the things he felt which left jo to assume things

Ibrahim was back to the single life and he hated it. He wanted someone he could come back home to, someone that wanted to be with him for the long run. A part of him feels like Jo wasn’t planning to be with him for the long run in the first place and in a way that was okay? Sometimes you don’t know where you’re going in relationships but there should be some sort of goal? Maybe? At least that’s what he thought. Yeah they had fun but he wanted more someday

He was still young he didn’t need to be hung up about it right? Sike. He didn’t know how to take things lightly. That wasn’t how he was built. And to get comments about his ex relationship and have fans dragging him about his choices in the villa A YEAR later!!! Was disheartening

Shannon seemed to be doing well. He thought they would still be friends, at least that’s what she showed before she left the villa. Before he got her dumped. They talked a couple of times since then, jo personally wasn’t a fan of that—Shannon didn’t care but it was clear there was some tension still there

Until he contacted her just to realize she probably had his number blocked but her IG was public and she had a new man & was traveling about

His dad and Reuben were the only ones rooting for them

He had no choice but to be happy for her. Who was he to come in between that? Not that he wanted to but it’s a natural reaction to wonder after a fresh breakup, “what if?”

Talks to Priya every so often now. He seems to find comfort in her, it’s the same for her on her end

His mother has a feeling Priya is the one her son will end up with. Even if she is older...Keithroy also liked her the best

While Jesse seemed to be the only one who supported his relationship with jo

I honestly thought he would have liked Hannah in the beginning but idk if it was him or Gary that said she was too unrealistic when it came to love? I think they both said something along those lines which is odd since it seems Ibrahim has no problem treating his girl like a princess

Probably only has one special dish that he can cook the best & it’s gumbo. otherwise hes out of the kitchen or having his personal chef cook for the family

Goes live on twitch—when he has time, playing many games with the boys from the villa, which pleases the fans

Talks to them all as much as he can

Noah seems to be the first to always text back since Bobby is the one who’ll start off responding in minutes then forget to text back cause he’s off doing handstands or booping people on the nose or some shit, Gary always ends up busy doing something with his nan or for Lottie—but Noah’s always around

They seem to be the closest outside the villa, they mesh well & hang out the most when they can

he likes having his sound on & LOUD when he texts! There’s something so satisfying about hearing the clicking of texting to him

Watches a lot of sports on the Telly, it doesn’t have to be just golf. Usually watching that sport sends him right to sleep while the others keep him active/vocal...yes he’s a tv yeller

Holds sports parties at his home & invites all of his family & mates, he HATES having to clean up afterwards. If it wasn’t for his mum he would save the cleaning until the next day yet he doesn’t mind cleaning his car twice a week

Continues to make his violet man drink & wouldn’t be opposed to someone giving him a endorsement deal for it

Is the “I love everybody!” Drunk

Enjoys yard work over cleaning the house

Has his own customized golf cart that he keeps in his garage

He likes driving that more than his Buick suv tbh

Wants kids some day, not too many, not too little just right— he’ll probably have two but for rn his Doberman pinscher is his bby

Either ends up with Priya with slight insecurities that she’s too good for him or he falls in love with a tennis player, either way I’m fine with both

Crushes/his type? : Jojo Levesque, SERENA WILLIAMS, China McClain, Brie Larson, Victoria Pedretti, Nathalie Emmanuel, & Keke Palmer

Listens to: Aminé, Big Sean, Frank Ocean, Brent Faiyaz, Pink $weats, B Young, Ali Gatie, Russ, Raveena, Jessie Reyez, Rayana Jay, Cosima, TianaMajor9 etc...

Anthem = Lucky Daye, “Buying Time”

#litg #litg2 #litg s2 #litg ibrahim #litg jo #litg shannon #litg priya #litg au #litg headcanon #litg headcanons #litg Bobby #litg noah #litg rahim

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madamebaggio · 4 years

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Notes: Previously...

They finally meet!

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Chapter 3

If Faramir had asked Éowyn to move in with him and stay there, she hadn’t mentioned anything at this point.

Not that she needed to tell Éomer what she was doing with her life, but they were technically leaving in three days and he wanted to be prepared to go back alone.

He hoped he wasn’t turning into a whiny man. He was happy for her, but the idea of being alone in Edoras was a bit hard to chew, he’d admit.

As much as he wanted Éowyn to be happy and have her own life -wherever that was -he also dreaded the long days alone in a place that used to be so happy, but would -eventually -become so empty.

He would not be in Éowyn’s way. He needed to grow the fuck up. He wasn’t a boy.

They’d be having dinner at Imrahil’s that night. He’d finally get to meet the mythical Lotty, someone he was truly curious to meet.

Éowyn had even bullied him into a suit, even though he refused to wear a tie or tie his hair.

Imrahil had a beautiful house by the sea, and there were quite a few cars already parked there when they arrived.

As far as Éomer understood, Imrahil’s idea of a ‘small dinner’ involved catering to at least fifty people. This dinner in particular didn’t even have that much of a special reason. Apparently Imrahil was just happy to have them over and introduce them to some people.

They entered the house and were directed to the back garden, where they found a tent.

“Wow.” Éomer deadpanned.

“These people…” Éowyn chuckled. “Is it me… Or is this a bit much?”

“I have no idea.” Éomer admitted. “Thank you for forcing me into this suit.”

She chuckled. “You’re welcome.”

“Éomer! Éowyn!”

“Amrothos.” Éomer grinned at the young man. They shook hands as Imrahil’s youngest son came closer. “I thought this was supposed to be small.”

“Oh please.” Amrothos rolled his eyes. “Elphir loves using every chance he can to play the businessman and Lotty likes to organize parties. Honestly, they enable each other.”

Éowyn laughed. “Where’s your sister? I want to introduce her to Éomer.”

“And here I thought you’d be looking for Fara.” Amrothos teased.

“I’ll see him later.” Éowyn said casually. “Besides, Lotty is the only person in the family that Éomer doesn’t know.”

“Is that true?” Amrothos asked, surprised by the information.

“Yes. I’ve never had the pleasure.”

“Then come and meet our pride and joy.” Amrothos made a gesture for them to follow him. “She was the one that had this tent idea. I told her this looks like a wedding and she told me to shut up.”

“You probably deserved it.” Éowyn threw back.

“Why? Just because I mentioned it once? Or maybe seven times?”

Éomer was chuckling along when Amrothos called Lothíriel’s name. He followed his friend’s gaze and saw Lothíriel Prince for the first time.

She was wearing a pink dress that made her look like a fairy princess and her dark hair was pulled back on a fluffy braid. She had a single strand of pearls around her neck. As soon as she saw Éowyn, she opened a bright smile.

“Éowyn!” She came closer and hugged Éowyn. “I’m so glad you arrived.”

“This place looks lovely, Lotty.” Éowyn smiled at her. “Let me introduce you to my brother.”

“The famous Éomer.” She turned her pretty grey in his direction, the smile on her face evidencing the dimple on her lower lip. “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.”

She was gorgeous. Truly pretty in a way Éomer hardly ever saw. Her whole family was ridiculously good-looking, but she seemed to take it a step further. Her full lips, her cute nose, her amazing eyes… She was all pretty.

She was also very young, Éomer reminded himself.

“The pleasure is all mine.” Éomer shook her hand. “Your family loves to talk about you, and now so does Éowyn.”

She giggled, and Éomer knew it was an honest one. She wasn’t playing coy. “I hope it’s all good.”

“I’ll keep it a secret for now.”

She grinned at him again, then someone else called her name. “I’m sorry, but I need to go. I hope I get the chance to see you two again tonight.” She excused herself and left them.

When Éomer turned to Amrothos he found the younger man looking unamused. “What?”

“Don’t flirt with my sister.” Amrothos warned.

“Excuse me?” Éomer scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m watching you.” Amrothos warned once again, before going to talk to someone else.

“Can you believe that?” Éomer turned to his sister, only to find that she was really amused. “What?”

“You were flirting.” She accused him.

“I said one sentence to her!” Éomer protested.

Éowyn just kept grinning up at him, and Éomer gave up.

***

Éomer got dizzy after a while at the party.

The people there were all rich and influential and most of them were assholes. Elphir seemed to thrive on the whole thing, while Imrahil was the perfect host.

Éomer didn’t feel really comfortable in a place like this and he knew that Éowyn felt the same. They were much more down to Earth and the people of Dol Amroth were really different from the people of Rohan.

In the end, Éomer ended up sticking to Amrothos or Imrahil, since he knew them better. Once Faramir and Boromir appeared he felt relieved; the brothers were good company.

He saw Lothíriel going from one side to the other the whole time. It was quite clear she was responsible for the whole affair, but she seemed happy to be doing it.

At some point, Imrahil came to introduce his sister Ivriniel to Éomer. Boromir, who was there as well, winced in sympathy.

Éomer understood why very easily. Ivriniel was an opinionated woman, and this was the only polite way Éomer could think about her. The problem wasn’t that she had opinions, the problem was that she acted as if she was the right one and everybody else was stupid or plain wrong.

She’d even asked Éomer what he did for a living, and when informed he bred horses, she asked what he actually did for work. Apparently running a ranch and breeding horses didn’t sound like a real job to her.

“Aunt Ivriniel…” Lothíriel came towards them, clearly intent on distracting the woman.

“Talking about people who don’t have real jobs…” The woman snorted. “Are you still playing with that store of yours?”

Lothíriel obviously hadn’t expected the attack, because she didn’t even have a reply to it.

“Your poor father has to keep pouring money into it, just so you can play at working.”

“This is not right, aunt.” Boromir was quick to cut in. “Imrahil isn’t pouring mo…”

“She’s been spoiled her whole life.” Ivriniel told Éomer, completely ignoring Boromir. “Poor Imrahil had to pay everything for her.”

“Just like your father paid for you your whole life, Ivriniel.” Boromir finally snapped. “Don’t be a hypocrite.”

Ivriniel glared at Boromir. “Your father would be ashamed of seeing you acting like this.”

“Not really. He didn’t like you very much as well.”

Ivriniel gasped in outrage, but Éomer finally pulled his eyes from the trainwreck of a scene to see that Lothíriel had just left the conversation.

Once he saw Elphir coming to see what was going on -probably because people were staring -he left towards the house.

There was a set of French doors ahead and Éomer entered the house. He didn’t even have to go far to find Lothíriel; she was in that exact room, furiously pacing.

He wasn’t sure why he’d gone after her; he just felt the need to. Deep down, he knew she’d approached the group to divert Ivriniel’s attention from him, only to be the victim of the woman’s discontentment.

“Lothíriel.” He called.

She turned immediately to him, her face wet with tears.

“Éomer!” She tried to put some cheer on her voice, but it didn’t work out. “I’m sorry you have to see me like this. I always end up crying when I’m angry.”

He shrugged. “Well, I’d probably have trashed this whole room, so your method looks cheaper.”

She snorted, as she kept pacing. “I’m really sorry you had to see that.”

“Don’t apologize to me.” He told her quite directly. “You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s not your fault that…”

“She’s a hag?”

“You’re the one saying it.”

Lothíriel snickered. “I wish I could’ve said something, but I knew I was about to cry and then she’d say that I was doing it because I’m a spoiled brat.”

Éomer wasn’t sure what to say to that, so he just hummed.

“And she makes it sound as if I’m draining my father of money!” Lothíriel continued, exploding as her pacing turned almost frantic. “As if he’s been paying only for things related to me. She doesn’t give my brothers the same courtesy. My father paid for all our universities, he paid for all our apartments.”

Now she was full on rambling. “He set up Echiron’s practice and Amrothos’ office, and Elphir works for him! And yet… Yet I’m the one ‘playing’ at work? I’m quite aware that my father put money on my business and that I’m privileged because of that! But he isn’t pouring money on anything! The store is profting!”

“Lothíriel…”

“But just because isn’t a ‘respectable’ job like lawyer or doctor, it’s worth less? I can’t do what I love just because people will talk about it?”

Éomer just stood there.

Eventually she stopped and turned to him. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing to me.” Éomer asked a bit firmly. “I didn’t even say a word for the last 20 minutes.”

She chuckled. “You didn’t need to hear my ‘poor rich white girl’ rant.” She pointed out.

He shrugged again. “I knew where the door was in case I wanted to leave.”

She chuckled a bit. “Thank you for listening then.”

“You’re welcome. Here.” He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and offered her.

“A real gentleman.” She grinned at him as she accepted the offer. “Could you find my father and tell him I have a headache and won’t get back out there.”

“I can do that, but are you sure you want to do this? You shouldn’t have to miss the party because of the hag.”

“I don’t like half of the people out there.” She confessed. “I just like organizing parties and helping my father.”

“I think he knows that.” He gave her a kind smile. “I’ll go and tell him then.”

“I don’t like that, when we finally meet, this is what happens.” She murmured.

“Don’t worry, Lotty. I won’t hold your relatives against you.” He promised her.

“And please, remember me not crying.”

He thought about the smile she gave him when they were introduced. “I can assure you, I’ll remember you by your smile.”

The smile she gave him in response was gorgeous.

#madame baggio #fanfiction #posted on AO3 #moodboard #IMAGES NOT MINE #alternate universe #modern au #The Lord of the Rings #eomer #Lothiriel #eomer x lothiriel #pretty awesome in pink

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bobbyboops · 4 years

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Litg random question tag

I was tagged by @lilithlibrxa and @nuggobby so thank you! ❤️

when and what made you decide to make a litg blog?

I don’t remember exactly when I created this blog... either February or March of this year. I created it mainly with just the intention of following people, and partaking of your beautiful content, but I couldn’t shut my mouth up haha! But I love interacting with the people in this fandom! 🤗

opinion on s3 art design?

Eh? I don’t love it, but I don’t hate it either! I’m certainly going to give it a chance and get to know the characters before I can give a real opinion. My main problem is how young they all look haha I’m old! 👵🏻 but I will wait to pass judgement until I have started playing!

do you watch any litg playthroughs?

I did see Cody and noels, Presley convinced me to watch it. I did enjoy even if I wanted to throw hands when they came for Bobby hahaha

have you made any friends in the litg fandom?

Yes!! So many wonderful friends! Everyone in this fandom has been so welcoming and kind! I truly feel so soft just thinking about all of you beautiful people! Thank you so much for accepting me into your group and dubbing me the community mother/granny! I am so grateful for all of you! 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 I just feel so lucky! So thank you for being the wonderful and kind people you are! ❤️ I wish I could hug you all, so consider yourselves all hugged! Sorry I will stop being a sap now!

how many routes have you played, and who’s was your favorite?

I have played so many! Well I have played too many to count Bobby routes, but I have also done henrik, kassam, and Lucas.

I have done a partial run through of Gary, Noah, and Ibrahim. But never finished. 🙈 I love all 3 of those guys, but I can never finish their routes! There is too much drama and nonsense on their routes and I get frustrated and end up back in the arms of Bobby 🥰🥰

who did you vote for to win mr. love island?

I have voted for Bobby 99.9% of the time. I once voted for Noah. I wish voting for henrik would have been an option! The glitter king was robbed! (When I’m on his route anyway) haha

underrated friendship?

Bobby and Noah

Overrated friendship?

Lottie and hannah 😒🙄

favorite casa amor boy?

Kassam! That little cutie! I love his chill vibe, and I would want to jam with him any day!

Least fovorite girl?

Jo/Elisa their entrance is honestly the worst thing to happen in that game!! I don’t know who allowed them in when they are clearly feral and not spayed. But I have questions. Also Blake can choke. But you only have to deal with here 2002 time traveling ass for like 3 chapters.

Least favorite boy?

Felix or jakub. Dumb and dumber are just terrifying and unbearable.

Favorite story arc in the game?

The final date with your li, also the heart rate challenge.

Least favorite story arc in the game?

Roccogate, operation nope, the fact that hope and Noah’s relationship was so glorified, ELISA AND JO COMING IN AND MAKING ME ENDURE 3 DAYS OF ABSOLUTE HELL!

who should’ve been an li and wasn’t?

I was fine with the love interests personally but I wanted priya for all of my LGTBQ+ community! My queens deserved a queen and they were robbed! Also I know a lot of people wanted graham and I think we can all agree mArISol and her chicken hands didn’t deserve him. I said what I said.

how often did you use gems?

🙈🙈 can I plead the 5th?! Omg so much money wasted haha all because my people pleasin ass couldn’t stand some crusty bitches dragging me for my clothes. Even tho they never changed their stinky ass clothes. Hypocrites!

did you win? If so, did you keep the money or split it?

Yes I have won every time and I have split the money every time! I am too afraid to even find out what happens when you take the money!!

do you have a favorite LITG related meme?

Oh there are so many good ones... this one ain’t a meme necessarily... but it deserves to be seen. Hahaha

Thanks so much for the tag again! And if you are seeing this and haven’t done it yet, consider yourself tagged!! ❤️🤗🥰

#litg #love island the game #litg challenge #litg2

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chuffyfan87 · 4 years

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Hiding. Part 71a

Cowritten with @disastrousintention.

-x-

Ever since Emily enrolled in that art and crafts workshop during the holidays, Charlie and Duffy had begun to see a different side to their eldest daughter. Whilst she was still very shy and quiet, she seemed to become a little louder and found herself fighting for the spotlight with her sisters. Her confidence had also grown, the more time she spent doing the thing she loved most. The classes on a Saturday were the best thing ever and Emily’s new found confidence was beautiful to see.

It was the May half term and the family was preparing to attend the first exhibition that Emily was taking part in.

She was so excited, she was giddy. She kept bouncing around the place.

All the kids were ready and running around downstairs but Duffy was still in their bedroom.

“Babe. Are you ready?” Charlie called up the stairs.

"No." Came her frustrated sounding reply.

He came upstairs, “What’s wrong?” He asked.

"The skirt I was planning to wear won't zip up." She sighed.

“Can I try and help?”

"You can give it a go but I'm not optimistic."

Charlie helped her with the zip to her skirt. He'd almost got it done up when she let out a squeal. “What’s wrong?” He asked, concerned he’d pinched her or something.

"Its too tight." She complained.

“Sorry.” He paused, “Is there anything else you can wear?”

She shrugged. She sighed as she walked over to their wardrobe and began flicking through the clothes in there.

“Do you have any dresses you could wear?”

"How about this one?" She held up a navy coloured dress.

“Ooh I like that dress.”

She let out a sigh as she unzipped the skirt, letting it drop to the floor. She then pulled off her tshirt and slipped the dress over her head. She then turned around. "What do you think? Will I do?" She chewed at her bottom lip.

“You’re beautiful.” He smiled, “You look beautiful.”

"Not fat?"

“No darling, not fat.” It really didn’t make her look fat. Enhanced her curves but didn’t make her look fat.

"You're sure?" She asked, running her hands over the fabric.

“Look in the mirror, gorgeous.”

She moved to stand in front of the mirror.

“You look gorgeous.” He reassured.

She smiled softly as she rubbed her hand on her stomach. "We're going to have to tell them soon aren't we?"

“I don’t think we can hide it for much longer, babe.”

"I think you're right. I swear Jake is already giving me funny looks."

“In what way?”

“Daddy! Mummy!” It was Emily who was stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"Like he wants to say something but he's been told not to upset me." She replied, giving Charlie a suspicious look as she headed towards the stairs. "Just coming princess."

“I haven’t been saying anything.” A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

She stopped at the top of the stairs and turned back towards him, her arms crossed. "Charlie..." Her tone was suspiciously.

“What?”

"Have you said something?"

“No.” He smiled.

"I'm not sure I believe you..."

“How about we tell the children later?”

"Who knows?" She gasped.

“Who knows about what?”

"Me being..." She stopped abruptly as she spotted Emily standing at the bottom of the stairs. She unfolded her arms and nervously smoothed out her dress as she made her way downstairs.

He followed her. “We’ll talk later?”

“Mama we be late.” Emily replied with a pout.

"OK." She sighed. "We're just coming. Has everyone got their shoes?"

“Yep.”

"Except you mum." Jake pointed out.

Duffy rolled her eyes. "I'm just getting mine."

“Are we all ready?” Charlie asked.

"Yes."

Luckily they arrived at the gallery with a few minutes to spare.

"So where is your work princess?" Duffy asked her eldest daughter.

Emily practically dragged her mum to her piece of art.

"Oh it's amazing!" Duffy smiled.

It was full of bright colours. It was a landscape picture of some buildings and the drawings looked like they’d been done by someone a lot older than she was. “You did this, princess?” Charlie asked Emily.

"Yeh. Took ages!" She replied dramatically.

Duffy couldn't help but giggle at how similar Emily sounded to Tilly when she spoke like that.

She was certainly starting to tell Tilly and Lottie who was boss. Charlie chuckled, thinking exactly the same as Duffy and tapped Emily’s nose. “Well, aren’t you a very clever girl.”

"There's some other small bits but that's the main one." Emily smiled.

"What's that?" Lottie asked pointing at some figures.

“Those people? They’re us!” Emily replied.

"Really?" Tilly broke in. "Which one's me?"

"Urgh, art is boring." Louis complained.

“This one.” Emily replied and pointed to one of the figures.

“Louis!” Charlie said.

"That's so cool, it looks like me! Can I keep it?" Tilly babbled excitedly.

"Is that one me?" Lottie asked, pointing the the figure next to the one of Tilly.

“It is.” Emily nodded, “And this is mama, daddy, Louis, Peter and Jake and the tiny blob is Oli.”

"These are really good Emily." Duffy smiled, squeezing her daughter's shoulder.

"I'm gunna make some more figures of the family soon." Emily replied cryptically.

“Why more figures Princess?” Charlie asked.

"I haven't finished making everyone. I need to make gran and Sarah and..." Her voice trailed off awkwardly.

Charlie picked her up and carried Emily over away from everyone. “And who else?” He stroked her cheek.

"Where are daddy and Emmy going?" Tilly asked.

"I'm not sure." Duffy replied nervously.

"Its a secret." Emily whispered, looking over at her mum.

“Emily, what’ve you heard?” He asked, meeting his daughters gaze.

"You and mama were talking earlier..."

“What did you hear?”

"Mama said she was fat. I haven't told the others I promise!" Emily replied, obviously agitated.

The twins had lost interest in their sister, their attention grabbed by a painting of a cat. "We should get a cat! Can we have a cat?"

“Hey, Hey.” Charlie reassured and kissed Emily's forehead. “It’s ok. It’s ok.” He reassured.

“A cat? Why would you want a cat?” Duffy asked the twins.

"Or a dog?" Lottie mused.

"No! Cats are better!" Tilly retorted.

They continued to argue amongst themselves as Duffy came over to Charlie and Emily. "Everything OK?"

Louis was sat bored in the corner. Peter and Jake were chatting to Sarah who had just arrived.

“We’re ok, aren’t we Emily?” He smiled at his daughter. He kissed her nose and forehead again.

"Yeh. Fine." Emily replied, painting on the fake smile so reminiscent of her mother. "Can I go look at my friends' paintings?"

Charlie put her down on the floor, “Of course you can. Will you show mummy and daddy too?”

"Yeh." Emily smiled as she wandered back to the exhibits.

Duffy placed her hand on Charlie's shoulder to stall him from following. "What did she say?" She asked.

“She knows you're pregnant.” He whispered.

"What? How?"

“She says she heard us talking but it’s a secret.” He smiled sadly, “We should tell them tonight.”

"I'm not sure I'm ready to tell them. I know that sounds silly."

“But we cant keep pretending it’s not happening either.”

"We could try." She shrugged.

“They’re already going to feel... sad... that we didn’t tell them straight away. Never mind, if we keep lying to them.”

"Its not lying to them as such..." Duffy mumbled weakly. "I was hoping to wait another couple of months before telling them."

“How far are we know?” He asked. “Three months-ish?”

"Fourteen weeks." She sighed.

“We do need to tell them soon. So we can deal with their thoughts and feelings over having a new sibling.”

"I can tell you what their thoughts will be. They'll be angry and upset." She sighed. "I guess it was a pipe dream thinking that we could keep it a secret til after I hit twenty weeks."

“Yes they will be angry and upset. They’ll also be terrified.”

"Yeh. I'm not sure I can face their anger."

“Me either. But we have to at some point.”

"And tonight's the night?"

He nodded. “Yes.”

"OK. It'll be interesting to see if the twins still want a pet after they find out." She chuckled darkly.

“Probably.” He smiled sadly.

Duffy shook her head laughing as she wandered off to look at some more of the exhibits.

The twins continued to dash about between the pictures, captivated by the bright colours. Jake tried his best to cheer Louis up who had a face like a smacked arse. Peter was trying to pay attention to what Sarah was saying but his gaze kept drifting to his mum. Something was going on, he could tell!

“You keep watching your mum? What’s the matter?” Sarah asked.

"I'm not sure. Does she seem different to you?"

Sarah shrugged, “A bit. Why?”

"In what way? Be honest."

“Happier, curvier.” Sarah shrugged, “Why?” She touched Peter’s arm, “Are you worried about her?”

"Yeh, something just doesn't feel right. Dad was very quick to take Emily away. Like she knew something she shouldn't."

“Oh my God Peter, what if your mum’s pregnant?” Sarah whispered.

"What?! Oh you have got to be kidding me!" His voice was louder than he'd intended, attracting the attention of those around him.

“Ssh, Peter!”

Duffy swallowed nervously at the look her eldest son was giving her.

“Peter?” Sarah said quietly as she moved him away from the groups.

"This cannot be happening again! Seriously! What are they playing at?!"

#chuffy #charlie and duffy #charlie fairhead #lisa duffin

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the-colony-roleplay · 5 years

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OCS, SKELETONS & AN ALL NEW NWRF EXTRAVAGANZA

Okay guys! We come to you with another really exciting announcement!

As you probably know, Lottie and I are always working hard behind the scenes coming up with ideas for future plots, and potential changes/expansions that will help ensure the longevity of the Colony’s life. And we have lots in store for you guys, things that we hope to release or expand over the next year, but our current project and focus, especially since we’re not able to get into the next Games Live Play until Game season is back upon us in the verse, is to do with helping to foster an actively played, NWRF presence at the Colony.

After some discussion about the current environment of the game, and the kinds of things that might help to make it continue to prosper as well as it has been these past couple years, we’d like to help strengthen the active conflict dynamic within the RP. As of now, the verse has plenty to work with, which has helped us immensely in the last three years, since the drop of the NWRF plot. However, we’ve been thinking that since we’re all one big happy family just trying to play a cool game, what kinds of tools can we introduce to help make the game even better and more accessible for everyone? So....

Introducing ‘Plot Device’ Skeleton bios!

Starting now, we’re going to start working on and rolling out skeleton bios specifically designed for characters that will help move the plot forward, and open doors for new and exciting tension and content! For the time being, since this is essentially an NWRF themed promotional festival (lol, the irony is obscene), all of these skeletons will be NWRF, with potential for other roles and bio types in the future.

These skeletons, however, will come with their own parameters for activity and play, which will hopefully help make filling these roles more feasible, and make the gameplay more exciting and fun for the whole group! The parameters will be as follows:

Skeletons (or ‘skeles’ as I’ve taken to calling them) will be designed in such a way that they can be temporary, if need be. That is to say, if we’re in need of someone on a temporary basis to help make a certain plot more interesting or dynamic, these characters can be played on a temporary basis. Of course, hanging onto them is always encouraged too! If you fall in love, who are we to take them away from you! :)

Picking up a skeleton will not count towards your character count.

Muns will not be specifically required to write paras on skeletons, UNLESS it’s for a big/action heavy plot, etc. Essentially, we will always encourage paras, especially since half of y’alls chats are basically long enough to be paras—but with these skeles, you will not be expected to para in the same way you are with regular bios. The exception to this will be applied when you’re participating in a plot where the content sort of demands para format anyway.

Skeleton bios will have an extended activity limit of TEN days. We know that NWRF type characters can be a heavier load sometimes, in terms of muse, and the weightiness of threads. But these skeletons are designed more to be sort of part-time characters, whose appearances on the dash will really help shake things up, but don’t necessarily have to be as present. That being said, goodness gracious, if you can be as active on them as your other characters please do so. We are not suggesting you can’t dedicate as much time to these guys. Just that they are designed to be more flexible, so more people feel they have the time to pick them up, which will help add cool versatility to the active player plotting opportunities.

Similarly, Skeles will not be expected to have as many on going interactions at one given time. So, yes, we still want people to RP with a variety of characters and members, and try to experience plotting and threading with everyone eventually. But you will not be under the same expectations to have that many threads going at one given time, or to reply to as many starters, etc. We still hope for diversity, but as ‘plot-device’ characters, our goal for them is to add range to the dash that will be beneficial to the plot and for people’s muse, while not bogging down our muns or be quite as large of a commitment. (We may set a minimum number of 3, but these rules will be solidified in the future).

Skeles will only have suggested FCs (some requirements accordingly, like POC, etc) age ranges, +/- traits, and general summaries. Like most skeletons, these will be character guides that we would like the muns to get creative with and flesh out in their own way. We will provide character labels, (rather than full names), job titles, a small summary of the character, and some general aesthetic/moods. From there, you will be free to do the rest. This also means that the application will be different for these bios, and that will be released at a later date.

Skeletons that are dropped will be handled on a case by case basis much like any other bio. They’ll either be closed and written out of the story, reopened to be played again in the future, or potentially reopened as a full bio, if the mun decides to release it as such.

Skeleton bios will only be available to current members. This is strictly because if you are going to be a member of this RP, you should start with a fully committed character, with regular activity requirements and participation. We want new members to get the most out of their time here and to really be a part of this community, and these particular skeletons are fashioned in such a way that the requirements wouldn’t be beneficial to you as a new member. However, if you are a new member and you’re interested in NWRF roles, keep in mind there will always be the full NWRF bios, as found on on our open masterlist, as well as the possibility of writing OCs! And finally, if you’ve absolutely fallen in love with a skeleton, and want to apply for it as a full character with normal activity requirements, that’s certainly something that could be discussed, and we encourage you to come to us about that if you’d like!

NWRF OOC Blog

One of the challenging things about playing NWRF characters is their connection to the main plot, which is largely executed and controlled by the admins, so communication is essential, and across so many players in so many different timezones, it can sometimes be confusing. So, starting this week, we’re going to be introducing a secondary OOC, that will be specifically reserved for plotting and sharing information between NWRF reps, guards, lab techs, etc etc etc, with regards to the goings on in the Colony. It will be where you can easily plot and drop notes and ideas, so you all have one place to communicate together where timezones won’t be an issue, and things won’t get too cluttered like they might in a group chat.

The separation of this is only to be able to retain a bit of fun and mystery when it comes to Lottie and I not wanting to spoil event ideas and plot drops for everyone, but needing to loop in some of the NWRF for their own character dev or what have you, etc. This OOC, however, will never be for socializing, because we have no intention of splitting up the family in anyway. It’ll exclusively be for plotting and the sharing of NWRF related info, etc. We’re hoping this method will help facilitate an easier and more cohesive system to playing an NWRF character.

Opening NWRF OCs

We’ve been on OC ban for some time now, and we had planned to do another stint of opening them up for a limited time. We have decided, however, to simply fully open NWRF OCs. (Not to worry, there will be more opportunities to apply for non-NWRF OCs in the future, but if anyone is interested in that, come chat with us about it off anon!) For now, however, since our current goal is to focus on getting more NWRF up and running in the game play, and we didn’t necessarily want to go on an NWRF exclusive ban, we figured this was a great alternative!

The NWRF Incentive! (Better than it sounds!!)

So, in the interest of boosting our NWRF presence here at Col22, we’re sort of rolling out a Bay-Day-Sale type promotion (haha). So, for a limited time only, anyone who applies for a FULL NWRF OPEN BIO (as in not a skeleton) will get to enjoy an extended activity limit of 9 DAYS for the first 3 MONTHS after their application. This is purely promotional, and will not be offered forever, but for the time being, it’s a little extra incentive for you guys to get your bums in gear! We also figured since the Skeleton bios will have a more lax activity limit, we may as well boost our full NWRF bios as well! The more the merrier, right!?

In Closing...

Obviously, the roll out of the skeletons themselves will take some time, and will be gradual. Lottie is about to go on a hiatus for about a week, and obviously I’m working stupid film hours, but hopefully we’ll get some posted for you next weekend! We just really wanted to give everyone the news now, so people can start thinking about it.

If you have any ideas of things you’d like to see as skeletons, definitely let us know, and feel free to pitch us your ideas! And as always, if you have any questions at all or things you want clarified about this, don’t be afraid to hit us up here on the main blog! Please refer to the Ask Box so we can reply publicly and benefit everyone!

Okay, that’s all for now folks! So much love to you all from the both of us, and so very proud!!!

xoxo

Col!Mods

#col22admin #literate rp #sci fi rp #para rp #mature rp #skeletons #plot device skeletons #nwrf

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stylinsonlibrary · 6 years

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FASHION AU FIC REC: fics where Louis, Harry, or both are involved in the fashion industry in some capacity.

Just For Me (9k) Harry is a supermodel with a fake boyfriend. Louis is the captain and star forward of Manchester United with a fake girlfriend. They should have no problem having a completely platonic lunch between friends.

(They do.)

i'm stuck to your shoe, let's run (9k) Louis hates his job and Harry really lives up to his last name. (or, Louis sells men’s shoes, Harry is a rather famous fashion blogger, and they’re brought together by a gaudy pair of boots.)

Just Walk My Way (10k) Louis is a Victoria's Secret Angel, and Harry is the main act of the night.

Paper Houses (11k) “Who is that?” He hisses.

Zayn holds up a hand to stop Louis from speaking any further.

The voice on the other end of the phone continues. “Then, he saw a photo of him on Insta with his little sister and brother, and he was so gone, dude. He basically demanded that I find Louis for him! And he’s never demanded anything from me ever !”

“Pshhhh, Louis’ been jerking off to Harry for years--”

Louis dives from his place on the couch to sprawl across Zayn’s desk, snatching the phone up. There are loud noises coming from the other end of the phone as Louis shouts into it. “Who is this? Zayn has no idea what he’s talking about--”

Someone on the other end has begun shouting into the phone at the same time. “I never demanded anything--” When model Louis Tomlinson admits to having a celebrity crush on a very famous actor in an article in GQ magazine, he has no idea it will lead to anything. He definitely never suspects he will fall so hard and so fast for Harry Styles. When reality begins to interfere, their relationship is put to the test.

Tease (12k) AU. Louis Tomlinson, actor and movie star, is wildly in love with his boyfriend, supermodel Harry Styles. Their relationship is lovely and unlike any Louis has ever had before, which makes the surprise of Harry's newest interest that much more intriguing.

If You Ever Want To Be In Love (12k) Louis is a model. Harry is an up-and-coming singer/songwriter. They haven't seen each other in nearly two years.

You're Either In Or You're Out (12k) Louis' tone is maybe a bit harsher than necessary, but he still stinging from the suggestion that he was staring at Harry. Sure, the way his legs are encased in those skinny jeans is mildly intriguing. But Louis is here to be the next Top Designer, and he'll be damned if he lets a pretty boy with a sinful mouth get in the way of his dream. Especially if that sinful mouth is spewing phrases like bohemian pantsuit. Honestly.

Or the one where Louis tries out for Project Runway, Harry is his stupidly gorgeous competitor, Liam is Tim Gunn, Zayn is the supermodel host, and Niall is the guest judge who knows nothing about fashion.

Overwhelming (13k) He groans and squints at the feet of whoever he’s bumped into. All he sees is a worn pair of tan boots that lead up into a pair of long, long legs. He sits up, sighing, and rubs at his eyes; there’s a hand in front of his face so he grabs it and allows this stranger to help him up.

He blinks once, twice, and can’t believe his bad fucking luck, because of course he slammed his entire body into a pretty stranger. Not only that but—he smells the air once to confirm his suspicions—a pretty, sweet-smelling, alpha stranger. Fantastic.

Pretty stranger opens his mouth. “I didn’t concuss you, did I?”

Louis is an omega attending university to get his degree and most definitely not waste his time with unimportant things such as finding a mate. Harry is the alpha who manages to unwittingly mess up that plan.

More Than Anything (13k) Being able to see through the eyes of your soulmate may seem like a dream come true to many, but reality proves a little more complicated. For two young boys it's all they could ever wish for but as time passes by they come to realise that there's no pain quite the same as longing to have someone who just isn’t there.

Put It All On Me (15k) "Yeah, yeah, give it to me, that's it, spread your legs a bit, there you go."

The camera follows Louis as he does. Maybe if the modelling thing doesn't work out, he could try the porn industry. Then again, he's a bit too stocky to be twinky and a bit too twinky to be anything else. He likes that about himself, though. Well, directors and photographers like that about him. He could pull off pretty and edgy, could do GQ in the morning and a perfume commercial in the afternoon. Right now he thinks he could pull off anything, because it's Harry fucking Styles directing him.

Or, a Top Model AU where Louis is accidentally there to make friends, not become Britain's Next Top Model. (Also Zayn is the supermodel host.)

Found My Missing Piece (16k) “@harrystyles followed you.”

“@harrystyles liked your tweet.”

“What?” He whispers in astonishment, because there’s no way. But he clicks on Harry’s profile and sure enough, the little grey “follows you” appears by his name. After taking a second to just stare at the screen, he quickly takes a screenshot and sends it to his sister. Lottie is one of the few people who would understand his shock. Niall would certainly just make fun of him for it.

Louis and Harry are both fashion bloggers. Louis' been following Harry for years. Harry and his blog really gave him the confidence and the push to make his own. His sister and best friend have been making fun of his silly little crush on him ever since. But that's all it is, a silly, harmless crush because there is no way Harry knows who he is. Or does he?

swimming in a champagne sea (16k) Louis is a supermodel. Harry is a celebrity photographer known for capturing the brightest up and comers in their most candid moments. They meet at London’s most exclusive New Year’s Eve party.

An alpha/alpha fic filled with confusion, banter, Ubers, and glitter

Make a Dime Go One Hundred (17k) “Hey, Haz,” he says, encouraged in equal parts by the weed and the cocoon they seem to have created around themselves. “Do you think you could trust anyone enough to have full control over you?” he asks into the night, hoping his sentence won’t break their bubble. It doesn’t, if the way Harry’s eyes meet his is any indication.

“What do you mean?” Harry’s voice is barely above a whisper, rough from the singing they had done earlier. Louis wants to keep this memory forever.

“You know, if someone wanted to, uhm,” he coughs, “to tie you up, or blindfold you.”

Friends to Lovers AU: Harry volunteers to help Louis experiment with bondage. Things don’t go exactly to plan.

If You Wanna Try Me On (18k) To be fair, Harry’d been half asleep when Niall convinced him to put in his CV in the first place. Like, Harry wants to be a proper serious journalist--he’s not about to give up that dream in favour of becoming a personal assistant at a fashion magazine, or...whatever. Harry’s not actually all that sure what Tomlinson Styles even is, beyond his ticket to fame or any of the other things Niall’d spouted off at him, but when he shows up for the interview and is unceremoniously shoved into an office with the Tomlinson part of that equation, all Harry can really think about is that he would like to be a Tomlinson-Styles.

...or the Devil Wears Prada AU that no one wanted. Sort of.

Life At Shutter Speed (20k) AU. Having landed a job modelling for an outdoor clothing catalogue, Harry certainly wouldn’t mind doing some extracurricular work for photographer Louis Tomlinson. Say, a private photo session? Yes, please? Good thing that Harry has ten days and three beautiful locations -- Morocco, Indonesia and the Swiss Alps -- to make Louis see just how good they could be.

Three French Hems (20k) In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.

you think fashion is your friend, my friend (fashion is danger) (27k) "Louis has one rule, and one rule only, that he simply refuses to break. He forbids himself to be attracted to anyone he might work with. No wanking to models who might wear his clothes! It’s hardly fair, considering he spends 95% of his time working with the most attractive men on the planet, but his career is more important. Besides, in Louis’ experience, it always leads to disaster. Harry Styles makes respecting the rule really damn hard though and Louis is not quite sure why."

the one where Louis is a famous British designer and Harry is the clumsy, most likely straight model that makes his heart race.

sweet, where you lay (27k) Louis Tomlinson is a twenty-eight year old successful actor living in New York. Harry Styles is a twenty year old up and coming model and coincidentally also the one who turns Louis’ world completely upside down.

or, Louis is Zachary Quinto and Harry is Miles McMillan. Falling in love was always in the cards for them.

But Why Wonder, Why Wonder? (30k) The one where Marcel Styles has improbably landed a job in the fashion industry, and Louis Tomlinson is the actor-turned-lingerie-designer he’s been infatuated with for years.

These Constant Stars (31k) Louis’ career has nowhere to go but up. He’s living at the height of New York City on the precipice of an epic promotion. Life is good and only getting better. And then one day, things turn disastrous.

This is a story about life, death, and punk rockers turned guardian angels.

Promises We Made (35k) Its been five years since Harry and Louis broke up; they were seventeen and nineteen and it was messy to say the least. Cue Louis, who is worked off his feet making clothes for celebrities, Harry dropping his debut album, Niall who likes to avoid his insecurities by dragging Louis on Holiday, Zayn and Perrie as Louis' right hand stylists, and Liam who wishes Harry would just tell him about his ex-boyfriends before he contacts them about working for him.

Its either going to be a disaster, or the perfect timing they've all been waiting for.

football/designer (series; 2 works; 39k) Louis Tomlinson is an English fashion designer. Harry Styles is an American football player.

everywhere (i wanna be with you) (42k) Harry and Louis meet because they have terrible friends, they fall in love because something feels right in a world of uncertainty and shifting grounds. Louis is an actor and Harry is a model at the top of his game, the best things in life are the most unexpected ones and the things that hit you when you are least expecting it.

Featuring winter in London, nights in Paris, early mornings in New York, burning heat in Monte Carlo and an enduring love spent transcending four corners of the globe.

to kill the mess we've made (43k) And when he's finally standing, Liam fussing over him, rubbing his hand at the red mark blooming on Harry's forehead, does Harry learn two things:

One, he wasn't actually hit that hard, and Tommo--or Louis, rather--is just as pretty when Harry is staring at him head-on and,

Two, Louis is the Adidas model he's going to be working with on today's photo shoot.

(or: AU where Harry and Louis are both models, and they decide being friends-with-benefits is a great idea. It isn't.)

Why Can't It Be Like That (63k) Louis Tomlinson, head of his local hospital's charity fund, suddenly finds himself in the heart of the Royal family when his mother marries the third son of the reigning monarch. Such an upset in lifestyle brings a lot of changes for Louis, one of them being the need for a stylist.

Enter Harry Styles, a cutting edge fashion stylist who loves his job and prides himself on his passion. The first time he sees Louis Tomlinson on the cover of a tabloid he wants to dress him, style him, make him as beautiful as Harry knows he could be. When he's hired to do just that, he knows this will be a perfect partnership. That is, until he actually meets the man.

A fashion AU with a royal twist, where Louis doesn't need a stylist, Harry's thrilled to have a real life Barbie doll, and they're both very wrong about each other.

In This Light (99k) Harry is a wardrobe stylist who likes to live in the moment, and Louis is a popstar who looks dreamy in double breasted jackets. Harry never stood a chance.

dusted in gold (series; 2 works; 100k) Harry’s an A-list supermodel, Louis’s his make-up artist boyfriend. They’re something of a dream team.

Dress you up in my love (103k) Harry is single, and more than anything wants to find love. Agreeing to sign up to a dating website was a bad, bad idea. Niall's bad, bad idea. Louis is single, but has no interest in relationships. Or so he tells himself.   Harry is a lawyer whose boss, Nick, happens to give him a bonus, which he decides to splurge on a new work wardrobe. Louis is a frustrated designer, working as a personal shopper at Selfridges. Louis happens to be working on the day a very beautiful, but out of his depth, new customer ambles into their department in need of advice. Louis might have just found the muse he never knew he was looking for.

Featuring: Sophia as Louis' colleague, with a somewhat unhealthy obsession with his love life, whilst being oblivious when it comes to her own. Liam as the ‘IT bloke from downstairs’ with the mother of all crushes on Sophia. Niall as Harry's sport's writer flatmate who spends most of his time making Harry's life as complicated as possible. Zayn as Louis’ flatmate and lifelong best friend, whose cat, Noodle/Princess/Princess Noodle loves Louis more than it loves him. And Nick as Harry's boss and one of Louis' regular customers: is Imelda Marcos reborn.

In Vogue (121k) 'Is that why David Beckham has been featured multiple times on the pages of your life's work? Does your criteria seriously consist of one thing – a man's ass?'

'Well the ass is a man's best asset,' Harry smirks, holding the Martini glass high up his face. 'And don't call the magazine my life's work. There are far more important things in life, Louis Tomlinson, than what's printed on the pages of a magazine.'

Fashion AU. Louis is the editor in chief of Vogue magazine, and Harry's running British GQ. Featuring Zayn as the crazy creative director and Louis' confidant, Liam as the sports writer that gets to sit front row at fashion week and DJ Neil as the only sane person in the whole story.

Let's Fall in Love in a Place You Want to Stay (134k) A George of the Jungle / Tarzan AU where Louis is a model who meets Wild Man Harry in the Congo. He was raised by apes and barely speaks a word of English and turns Louis' life upside down.

Have Faith In Me (183k) As the son of Anne Styles, millionaire owner of one of the world's most luxurious fashion labels, Harry has spent his last seventeen years living in carefree extravagance. And now he's grown tired of it, along with the pressure from his mum to follow in her footsteps and the constant care given to him by her past assistants.

When his mum's newest assistant, Louis, moves into the guesthouse, Harry determines to be treated differently. To be treated like an adult. Except Louis is not at all what Harry was expecting...

This is a story about growing up, growing in love and having the faith to make it last.

Fading (202k) Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. [Trigger Warning: Eating Disorder]

#larry fic rec #larry stylinson #larry stylinson fic rec #fashion fic rec #fashion #masterpost

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WHY MY ( HUMAN ) FEMALES WITH AN EYE FOR FEMININE ATTIRE AND LOVE OF ROMANCE AND VERY NOT-MACHO PERSONALITIES ARE STILL HECKIN STRONG

in this essay i will... explain. ( typos most likely heavily present because time... )

DAWN

lets start with dawny bear. my heart, my soul, the absolute queen of this blog. i think the easiest note is, yes. she has a disability. but that’s not going to be my focus because battling her condition isn’t really what makes her strong. it’s her reality, she just embraces it and lives with it and improves upon it. of course it’s a major influence, but it’s hardly meant to be “look, my soft girl has a disability, admire her strength” sort of part to her. it’s just. a part of her and that’s that. it’s her normal and her reality, it’s not her defining characteristic.

what really makes dawn strong is her courageous loyalty and her refusal to give up on what she believes in. i recently rewatched the first two n.arnia movies ( mostly to see gray’s fc ), but i was heavily reminded as to how lucy is one of the people i draw inspiration from for dawn. lucy doesn’t fight, even though she is given a dagger and the like. still, she’s one of the strongest of the siblings because of her open mind and her open heart. dawn is similar. it would take quite the situation to get dawn to even hold a weapon. she’s not a fighter, she’s barely one to argue.

but she doesn’t give up on anything she believes in. and she doesn’t give up on people. it’s somewhat a weakness just as much as a strength, as she could easily be played and manipulated. she so strongly seeks out the good in others that she can be blinded by false motivations. still, if she has your back, she will stand up for you. even against her father, and she is daddy’s little girl before most anything else. standing up to scott is a serious move on her part, but the refusal to give up on people... the “fighting” she does to help redeem and give them a chance and help them find happiness.

not to mention dawn has MASSIVE insecurities. she’s just astounding at hiding them, always putting on a smile for her family and friends. it’s difficult to believe she’s battling much of anything, but there are fears and sadness sitting in her chest. she can’t bear the idea of being alone, she can’t bear the idea of disappointing her family, she cries over being unable to help when someone is suffering. she wants to do good in the world, and sometimes she wants to do it on a scale she can’t achieve. she wants and needs love, and she is fearful her personality does the opposite of what she seeks and tries for.

dawn puts on the bravest face, the biggest smiles, and steps in for those who are cast aside because a part of her knows what that is like.

LAILA AND CHARLOTTE

they’re not identical, but they have similar enough traits that i can put them together in this regard. these two are my most feminine and my most romantic. they’re almost as stereotypical as you can get, having a love for fashion and falling in love and beauty and makeup and you name it. laila is partially inspired by charlotte, even ( despite being human lady, laila has developed a great deal on her own, as well, and so she draws attention from a number of characters ). though there are certainly some strong differences, as well.

sure, both are the type to cringe at getting gross and dirty, but if you get in the way of their dreams or their friends or their friends dreams? ooooh, you better watch out. they’re not keen on violence or the like, but they’re not opposed to doing what they need to in order to protect themselves, their family, and anyone close to them. laila knows how to throw heels and, in some verses, knows how to fight physically. charlotte, while not exactly trained, isn’t one to shy away if she needs to. she did slam naveen with a book... granted, he was a frog but. she’s clearly shown signs of strength and bravery against moments that you’d think would have sent her running.

these two aren’t afraid to slap or use their power ( money, mostly ) to prevent those with wrongful intentions from hurting others. they can be diplomatic, quick thinking, and intelligent. they will negotiate, they will use force, they will not back down. if you think lottie and laila are the types to back down from challenges or wrong doers... think again.

...also they will use seductive tactics if necessary. they know they got ways to manipulate with more than just words. though, of course, this only works on very specific types of “enemies.”

other strengths with them is certainly hiding insecurities. not being pretty enough, not being good enough, not being enough. there are some battles money and attention can’t win for them.

FAITH

though i’ve never explored it... sweet flower faith is physically strong and actually pretty brave. it’s not her go-to but. cause problems, and she will kick your ass. she’s probably more likely to try and fight than ben is if needed. long story short, she will pick up a chair and swing it at your face if necessary. she just hopes it will never come to that...

she’s also had to battle the disappearance of her twin. the heartache of never having a father. the struggle of helping her mom have the money to keep food in the pantry. faith acts like her life is put together... but there’s more underneath the surface that she can’t quite hold up.

#have these random rambles just because #i'm fEELING THE LOVE FOR MY LADIES #all of them but ruff & mira & flea and all don't fit the topic so much #|| dawn ( MUSINGS )#|| faith ( MUSINGS )#|| laila ( MUSINGS )#|| charlotte ( MUSINGS )#long post //#i put under a read more due to getting carried away #with everyone but faith #sorry faith i semi ran out of time and energy #i'll talk about her more later #and probably rework dawn's too because #there's so much to talk about with dawn #honestly and laila i need #to show lays more love lately #...i need to get ready to meet my friends for dinner now

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Hi Anne! You always have the most interesting headcanons in the business. So I’m here to ask you a crucial question: what do you think the S2 Islanders drugs of choice are?

Jsjsjsjsj ‘most interesting in the business’ is just code for ‘canon isn’t even a thought in that vacant little head of yours, huh?’

But ok yes so I’m going to include vices in this as well because I don’t see certain characters using drugs per se.

Bobby: WEED. I definitely have a post somewhere where I say that I think Bobby was a stoner during his Paisley Cuddle days, and I still stand by that. Especially if he forayed into harder drugs during that time, I think now he still reverts back to his trusty bong and some weed. It’s cheap, it’s easy, it’s relatively harmless.

Carl: I think Carl’s had a drug problem before, but it was never for recreational use. He wouldn’t turn to amphetamines if he wanted to unwind. I also don’t see him as enjoying being drunk. For me at least, alcohol makes my sensory issues way worse and gauging the right amount his hard, and I’ve heard other autistic people say the same. It seems really boring, but I think Carl’s choice of vice to help him cope is sleeping. Like deadass, he’ll just… Sleep for most of the weekend and spend the rest of the time in bed on his phone. Relaxing is the ability to not choose anything, go anywhere, or do anything. It’s actually pretty maladaptive because he’s just going to feel worse when his routine isn’t followed and he hasn’t moved in two days. Also that can be hard if you’re dating him.

Chelsea: Alcohol. I mean we already knew she had an unhealthy relationship with wine, right? Turns out 2-3 glasses a day isn’t quirky and self-care, it’s alcoholism.

Felix: Molly. I can’t find it, but that one video where a lady is handing out crystals for ‘healing energy’ and the guy just swallows it and downs his drink… Yeah that’s Felix. He doesn’t know what he’s taking half the time, and doesn’t particularly care.

Gary: Alcohol. At the age he is right now, he drinks wayyyy too much vodka and bourbon. I imagine he’s gonna shift to beer, and not /good/ beer either.

Hannah: Coke. ‘What??? Anne??? She’s Wholesome Naïve Book Girl??? She doesn’t smoke crack!?’ you’re right, she doesn’t. She snorts coke. I’ve been around really rich white people. That’s what they do. Hannah 100% snorts coke socially. I don’t think she has the know-how or risk taking behavior to do much else, but she definitely does that. Now whether she has access to a plug/knows how to find one? That’s a different thing entirely. I’m SO confident about this one.

Henrik: Pot or LSD. I’m stuck between the two. Probably both, let’s be honest. He prefers hallucinogens, so if he has a free weekend will do that, but on a casual afternoon would choose marijuana instead because it’s less of a commitment.

Hope : My girl has taste, my girl is responsible. She doesn’t do drugs often, but when she does, she takes acid. She’s tried other things at different points, but acid is the only thing she actively seeks out.

Rahim: Edibles. I’m thinking he prefers/buys the gummies or candies as opposed to it being baked into proper food.

Lucas: Absinthe. He has a super fancy crystal fountain he loves using. I don’t think he’ll default to that unless it’s a party with 3+ people. I think he probably uses sex as a coping/escape mechanism more often than drinking. If he has a bad day or is avoiding something, he’ll immediately run to the girlfriend of the week.

Lottie : Shrooms. She probably went through a rishi tea phase and put ‘medicinal’ mushrooms in everything from food to candy. She won’t do acid, but she does always have a stash of mushrooms to take. Maybe she even grew them herself with rice? She’s stronger than me, for sure.

Marisol: I don’t think Marisol takes drugs, other than caffeine. She’s very chemically dependent on caffeine. But she took a hit of a blunt once and got herself so worked up that she had a panic attack. I think now she’s really quick to announce that weed makes her anxious, despite really giving it a go. And that’s fine!! No one has to try anything! It’s just a little annoying when someone with such little experience wants to lecture everyone else about the effects.

Noah: I can see him taking acid once in college, having a mind blowing experience that he absolutely loved, and then never seeking out the opportunity again. He’ll smoke weed when offered, but that’s not very often. So probably just alcohol. I see him as a beer drinker or a bicardi kind of guy.

Priya: Alcohol, same reason as Chelsea.

Rocco: Weed. Seems self-explanatory. He just… You can smell it on his design, can’t you? I feel like he’s also smoked crack at least once, and has made heroin from a poppy pod.

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ROCCO MACBRADY —

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I genuinely believe Rocco didn’t come from much, just like Gary. & it’s never a competition between who’s had it harder in life, cause we all got our own shit, but I don’t think his life was all rainbows and glitter you know? Just don’t get that vibe from him

Maybe he’s lived in a mobile home park and his mom can never hold a job since she’s a hot head & can’t take direction? His father comes in and out of his life, he’s the definition of toxic masculinity yet never does shit to prove his worth of a “man.” goes as he pleases drunk off his ass and stealing whatever $ his mom has saved up

His father used to be a truck driver but got fired after he kept drinking on the job, causing an accident that could have been much worse

They’re one of the few families that aren’t okay in the park. They just happen to be the loudest. At least his parents are, very vocal and try to beat the other in a screaming match. They never married, didn’t see the point in doing so since they stuck around with each other for this long

Very abusive relationship...mostly verbal but rocco’s seen enough to cause trauma

Maybe his parents had him at a young age, cancelling their youth? Sometimes he feels like it’s his fault, his father told him that once; drunk of whiskey so he started to believe it, which pissed his mother off to no end

Rocco knows his mother loves him but he’s not so sure about his dad. She does little things that mean so much to show that, she does try hard it’s just many don’t see that. Maybe he’s bias since it is his mother

Has a half-sister, Roisin. (Ro-sheen) means, “little rose,” and he picked the name out when he watched his mother have a home birth in their bathroom. He loved her just as much as he loved his mother. He’s heard of the name before, liked it and knew it fit when he first saw his little sister. She was the reddest baby he’s ever seen but gorgeous

“You’ve named your sister raisin, huh?”

It didn’t take long for Rocco to figure out that his mother had a boyfriend outside of his father and suddenly had a bump in her stomach a month later after the guy came around. Rocco wanted to hate the guy but he kinda taught him how to be. He was from wales, loved to surf, and always carried philosophy books which he encouraged a young Rocco to read and, “expand his horizons”

At first he didn’t understand the shite or even wanted to. He just knew it would be hell whenever his father decided to pop back up, but this time around? He didn’t for some reason. “I hope he’s dead.” He heard his mother say one night, talking to Elis, when she thought Rocco was asleep on his bed in the living room

Rocco didn’t think he could think that harsh about someone...but the longer Elis stayed around, the more he found himself not missing his father

Before he began to look at life in a different way, he was the type to run through the streets from the age of 16 and getting into some trouble

Such as: Vandalism, stealing booze, trespassing, & public indency

Around 18 was when he decided to turn his life around, after losing a friend he deeply cared about. He went off to uni, because it was what she wanted to do and he never gave it much thought in the first place but he tried for her

Looking back on it, why did he ever think finance was for him? He wanted to be what his mother wasn’t, she tried but she didn’t know how to manage $ well. Elis had to step in every now and then but he was also always on the go due to surfing competitions

Not only that but it was hard to make friends in uni, people were much different here than in the mobile park. He had more in common with people who lived in the same atmosphere as him

He felt judged and it made him deeply insecure so he dropped out mid-semester

Picked up healthy cooking habits and managed to purchase a food truck after working multiple jobs/ odd jobs from dish cleaner, bartender, doing weekly grocery runs for the people with disabilities in the mobile park, etc...

Guilty pleasure is Mediterranean food

Helps his mother with his sister when she’s out looking for a job + working the job or when she needs a nap. It’s the perfect bonding moment between brother and sister

It doesn’t take long before Rocco feels it’s his time to leave & he does so by going on tv for this show called love island, which is short lived & he comes back empty handed + still feeling like he didn’t make any friends but he met people that changed his life for sure

Marisol being one of those people.

His food truck gains traction after the show and he’s pleased by this. He specializes in a go green environment, which is more expensive but everything costs something

A customer tells him he’d be better off traveling to gain more exposure to his food, although there’s been customers who post his food on the socials—he rarely checks it but it’s 40% negative

Once he saves up enough, he does so and wants for his mother and sister to come with him but she says his sister is too young to be on the road

He’s torn but decides to go on a three month tour, with a few people trying to manage him. Rocco doesn’t take the offer, he feels like that’s a trap to take all of his $.

He can do it all on his own

He meets more people and women on the road in different cities and keeps up with Marisol whenever he can, it kinda hurts to know that she’s found someone knew

So when he’s on psychedelics, he starts sleeping around when the loneliness tries to creep up on him. He doesn’t want to feel that, because if you let it be then it might control you. You’re in control of your emotions.

He always has to find a pay phone when he gets to the next city to let his mom, sister, and Elis know that business is doing okay and he is too. He either forgets to charge his phone or one of the women he invited into his truck stole it

Yeah his food truck is also his home? But people don’t need to know that, he plans to get rid of the truck, buy a storage container to be his new restaurant on wheels and invest in a car where he can pull the storage container along on his car, he’s thinking maybe a Subaru or a pick up truck of some sort. These are all goals, he’ll achieve if he works at his own pace. If it’s meant to be it will be

Very flirtatious and it can come across as not being loyal but he finds it to be more, “free spirited” than anything

Does yoga, has a bicycle too for days he doesn’t feel like driving his truck around, Elis bought one for his birthday & is studying Buddhism

Plays the ukulele & wants to start a garden

Is he a Scorpio? Is he a Gemini? I don’t really feel like he’s a fire sign? He might have a small amount in his chart if we’re being technical. The only thing I can see, Leo maybe for being idealistic? Flirtatious & optimistic?

Scorpio sun + Leo moon + Gemini rising

His favorite animal is an ostrich?

Lottie accidentally likes his photos (whenever he decides to post) and unlikes them or pops into his lives every now and then just out of curiosity. When he addresses her, she leaves lmao

Hair and eyes shifts just like the seasons, becoming reddish brown + a hazel green

Stops at every farmers markets & side attractions to give back to the people & loves flea markets

What does Rocco listen to? He definitely uses psychedelics & smokes that gas c’mon now so: bob marley & the wailers, Jimi Hendrix, fugees, Fiona apple, Norah Jones, johnnyswim, & Bombay bicycle club

Celeb crush? Emma Roberts, zendaya, halle bailey, camila mendes, Sarah Bolger, & Saoirse Ronan

Anthem = The wombats, “Give Me A Try”

#litg #litg2 #litg s2 #litg rocco #litg marisol #litg lottie #litg headcanon #litg au #majority dont care about his ass but i found a fc so thats why i got him out the way lol

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Review: The Enchanted April by Elizabeth Von Arnim

Synopsis:

The Enchanted April was written by Elizabeth Von Arnim and was published in 1922. The novel follows four English women who decide to rent an Italian castle together for the month of April in order to get away from their unsatisfactory lives. Lotty Wilkins has been an unhappy housewife and is tired of being a wallflower and trying to please her husband. Rose Arbuthnot has been unhappily married as she and her husband have grown apart. To escape from her desire and loneliness she has become immersed in charity and religion. Lady Caroline is a beautiful, yet jaded society girl who is tired of men grabbing at her and never having time alone to think. Mrs. Fisher is getting stuck in her age and in the past and wants solitude. The magic of San Salvatore works on these four women to awaken them to their true selves. Not only that, but the magic works to bring about friendship and love into all their lives as well.

Storyline:

What a delightful novel this was! On one hand it was a wonderful escape and filled with lovely description and writing. Yet, there was a depth as well. I loved how it transported me, yet made me think about different personal issues as the characters came into their own and dealt with relationship issues. It was touching, but also humorous. Especially towards the end it had me smiling and giggling. I’d say the female characters bring the depth and the real meat of the novel. When the male characters show up they bring the laughs with all their imperfections. This was a novel that was a joy to read and had some wonderful themes exploring selfhood and love. How important it is to be in your power, to let yourself blossom, think, be able to be alone and not lonely and to be a complete person before loving someone. It also showed the importance of human connection, of love of all types and the ability to open your heart again.

Setting:

The Enchanted April starts off in a rather dreary picture of London, but the majority of the novel was set at the transcendently lovely San Salvatore. A fictional castle on the Italian Riviera complete with the most luscious gardens, enveloping sunlight and the Mediterranean shimmering beyond. San Salvatore is based on a real castle called Castello Brown in Portofino, Italy where Elizabeth Von Arnim stayed and wrote this book. The magic certainly got to her because the descriptions were vivid in their loveliness. I could smell the profusion of flowers, see the sea sparkling in the distance and feel the full sunshine beating down on me.

Characters:

The Enchanted April, more than anything, is a character driven novel. It has some of the most wonderful character development especially around the wonderful four main female characters. Lotty Wilkins was unhappily married at first and such a mousey wallflower. All she really wants is the freedom to blossom into herself. She becomes utterly wonderful. She seems younger than she did at first as the novel goes on and she becomes delightfully quirky. While I wasn’t the biggest fan of her marriage, it seemed to work better and be more amicable when she was allowed to shine her light. Rose Arbuthnot seemed like such a rigid, religious martyr at first, but she blooms as well and you realize she is running from the heartbreak she carries cause of her husband that she loves dearly drifting away from her. She blooms like her namesake as her desires to love and be loved are awakened again. Lady Caroline was someone living the glitzy high life filled with parties, glamour and men falling at her feet. She was overwhelmed by it all though and wanted to be alone. To develop a relationship with her self and to think deeply for once in her life. She was disappointed with love once and the men chasing her have left her disgusted with love. You see her become more in touch with herself while at the same time she starts to perhaps open up to love a bit. Realizing that letting people in may not be all that bad. Mrs. Fisher was so rigid, old fashioned and isolated at first. She discovers a vitality within herself though that she didn’t know she had. She realizes that just because she’s old doesn’t mean she should start dying. As long as she’s alive she should try to truly ‘be alive!”. She lightens up with the young people and she realizes she’s been craving some love and affection as well. She never really had it with her late husband and she never had children to dote on. It’s the females that stand out in this book, but I liked the men too as imperfect as they were. I wish Mr. Wilkins would have been a little more emotional and that Mr. Briggs wouldn’t act like such a buffoon in his infatuation and that Mr. Arbuthnot had not made the mistake of fawning after young women, but they aren’t so bad. Mr. Wilkins lightens up and while he’s uptight you realize he is rather a good fellow. He carries a lot of the humor in the second half of the novel. Mr. Briggs has just been lonely and wants love and a family. Mr. Arbuthnot has been missing out on the love he and Rose used to share as well. There’s a lot of humor with the men as they are not so perfect. The women have more profound growth while the men are more flawed. They are human too though and the castle works its magic on them as well.

Did I Like It?:

I loved The Enchanted April! What a delightful read this was. Beautiful scenery, in depth study of delightful characters and a story that leaves you with a sense of magic and hope. I’m very glad I read this. I meant to read it in April, but hey it was just as nice a read in June. I’m very curious to check out Elizabeth Von Arnim’s other works. I’ve heard good things about Elizabeth and Her German Garden.

Do I Recommend It?:

Yes very highly! If you love 20th century classics written by women, this is a great one. This is for those that love character studies, want to escape to a beautiful setting (this makes great spring or summer reading) and like their books with a balance of charm and depth.

~Katie

#The Enchanted April #Elizabeth Von Arnim #Book Review #1920's Literature #20th century women's classics #Vintage Red Spine #Vintage classics

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lizzy-c807fanfics · 5 years

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That Old Black Magic Ch.5

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Killian Jones and Emma Swan didn’t meet under the usual circumstances but they had an immediate spark that ignited into a fiery relationship. Their complimentary life styles create the perfect partnership at both home and work. Can she and Killian keep up their lucky streak while navigating through the dangerous lives they lead? Find out in this Where There’s Smoke There’s Fire Mystery.

A/N: Hello Lovely Readers! Thank you for continuing to read my story and being patient for more if you’ve been waiting. In the previous chapter I brought in two of my own characters, a couple named Nairobi and Greta. If you’ve read my story the Price of Freedom on the Sea, you may remember them from Tortuga. I appreciate the comments and notes that I’ve received. They are so encouraging, and I can’t tell you enough how much they make me want to keep writing. I love writing mystery and romance. Hopefully I can do this genre justice. Please enjoy this new chapter.

Ch. 5

Emma woke up to find Killian’s side of the bed made but she heard him whistling in the kitchen, so he hadn’t left yet. She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and checked the time. Of course, it was early, but she needed to get a jump on this case. She flipped over the covers and sat up, immediately feeling the dull ache after a night of amazing sex.

She raised her arms over her head and stretched out the kinks. She smiled again when she thought about the surprising move he pulled on her. It was amazing how someone so skilled could keep topping themselves.

She climbed out of bed and head towards the kitchen. Killian was in full breakfast mode with two pans going on the stove. He was also still shirtless and that little bit of crack she had a view of above his sagging pant line was enough to drive her crazy.

She moved to sneak up on him but he caught her before she could do it. “Good Morning Love. I thought I’d get you a hearty breakfast before you begin a long day.”

She cupped his face in her hands, smiled and kissed him gently. “Good Morning. That was very thoughtful of you. It smells fantastic.”

“I know how you love bacon.” He grinned.

She pressed a kiss to his bare shoulder before grabbing a coffee mug. “ooh coffee. Thank you for brewing the pot.”

“Of course, Love.”

She poured the beautiful liquid into her mug and savored her first sip. “This is perfect.” She moved to sit on the island facing him “Have you been awake long?”

“No, not much longer than you. You know I like to start my days early.”

“Don’t tell me you’ve already been on a run?” she said aghast.

He grinned. ”Alright, I won’t tell you then.”

“Whew, you certainly are full of surprises. All good but definitely surprises.”

“I’ve been this way for a long time Love. You’ll have to get used to my eccentricities if you plan to keep me.”

She laughed. “I love you, how could I not plan to keep you.”

He stopped in mid motion and turned to her. Suddenly she realized what she’d said. He smiled. “Did you just say you love me?”

She bit her lip and smiled. She’d felt it for a while but was too chicken to say it first but it was on her mind so much that it was natural for her to just say it. She looked into his beautiful blue hopeful eyes staring at her across the counter. How could she be afraid of him. “Yes, I love you Killian.”

He quickly walked around the counter and scooped her into his arms. She laughed as he held her up, smiling wildly and nodding his head. “I love you too Emma.”

She slid down in his arms closing in on his lips with a soft gentle kiss. Her heart fluttered with excitement. She’d known deep down that he loved her but hearing him say it out loud, well that was different. He pulled back with a sigh and a soft kiss to the tip of her nose. “I’ve loved you for a long time but I just wasn’t sure how you’d feel to hear it.”

She caressed his cheek. “I’ve known for a while too. I’m sorry I’m just scared of my own feelings sometimes. I am learning.”

The smell of burning bacon pulled them back from the clouds and Killian rushed around to the stove to move the pan off the burner. “Love, you can always talk to me about anything. I’m a very patient man and I won’t push. Just know that you’ve had my heart since day 1.”

“How did I get so lucky to have you?” she asked.

“Fate seemed to put us in the right place at the right time.”

“I think you are right.”

He slid a plate in front of her with a stack of bacon and two eggs just as she liked them. “Thank you, this is perfect. Please tell me you’re going to join me?”

He nodded, grabbed his plate and slid around to the stool next to her. “Of course. I have to eat and run though. I’ve got to get to the station. We’ve got something special planned for the recruits today.”

She nodded and snuggled in to his side. “I love you. Just had to say it once more, you know, because you made bacon.”

He laughed. “I love you too.”

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She was on a high as she prepared for her day. He loved her, and she loved him, not that she really needed the validation, but it was very nice to hear it from him. Those three little words were very powerful, not something she could recall saying to anyone with the feeling she did when she said them to him.

It didn’t take her long to get on the road. She needed to jump into this case and find those girls. They still didn’t know the motivation behind their disappearance. The cops didn’t mention a ransom note and Nairobi said her Grandmother hadn’t heard anything either.

Her worst fear was that they were taken by human traffickers. They may never hear from anyone and that would mean they needed to work quickly before the trail went cold.

She hadn’t worked the trafficking cases, but she knew from her colleagues at the bureau how frustrating those cases could be. Many of them ended in tears and pain as they case would just go cold. The families would continue looking for the girls for a long time after, but it was only in a rare instance that they would see their loved ones again.

She just hoped that it would be the lesser of two evils and that they’d get a call from a kidnapper. It would still be challenging but better than the girls vanish without a trace.

It didn’t take too long for her to reach Mama Odi’s home. It was in a sleepy little part of town with a lot of character. Her home had a brownstone façade with a bright purple door. She grabbed her bag and head up to the house. She was just about to knock on the door when a bony fingered hand pulled open the door. “Come in Emma, we’ve been expecting you.” Purred the older woman.

She stepped into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind her. “Hello, yes, Nairobi came to see me last night. Are you Mama Odi?”

The slim woman laughed heartily.” No dear, I’m her Auntie Izma.”

Before she could reply the lights flicked on in the room. “Izma why are you always keeping this room so dark, this is no way to accept visitors and you know I can’t see more than 6 inches in front of me if I’m lucky.”

“Odi darling, you know how I feel about too much light on my delicate skin, but I suppose you do need to see our guest.”

The older women mumbled something under her breath before sitting down on the puffy couch. “Emma, please sit down and make yourself comfortable.”

Emma sat on the comfy couch next to the older woman and quickly found herself sandwiched between them. “Ah, I’m happy to help. I just want to see your granddaughter and her friend home safe. Any chance you’ve heard from Tiana?”

A sadness washed over her face. “No dear, nothing, not a word from our so-called police department since we called and nothing from my Tiana.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Now that I’m working for you on this case I will be sure to let them know that they need to give us better updates and let me know about any clues they find.”

“It’s all Charlotte’s fault, I just know it.” Screeched Izma.

“Izzy, it’s not gonna do us any good to blame Lottie. You know Tiana would do anything for that girl and she would do the same for her. Those girls have been joined at the hip since they could walk.”

“Our girl should be here with us not traipsing after Charlotte. This isn’t the first time our girl has been dragged into the rabbit hole because of one of Charlotte’s whims.” Purred Izma.

Mama grit her teeth. “Izzy, we need to help Emma, so she can find our girl. Now’s not the time to open old wombs.”

“Well, now, actually, what did you mean this wasn’t the first time she’s been dragged into the rabbit hole? Have the girls disappeared before?” asked Emma.

Izma perked up and smiled smugly. “Yes, once for 2 days. Charlotte got mixed up with a boy and Tiana had to stop her from doing something stupid. She ran after that bubble brain”

Mama chimed in.” Izzy, this time is different, and you know it. Tiana knew something was wrong. She didn’t just go on her own this time. She went to the police first. Only after they dismissed her she went on her own. It’s not the same.”

The tall thin woman stood abruptly. “She’s still chasing that girl. She’d be here with us if she just left her be.” Emma watched as the older woman huffed and sauntered out of the room.

“Don’t mind her, she is just worried about our girl. She’s not wrong, Lottie does do things without thinking but she’s good for Tiana. She keeps her young. She’s got such an old soul. Lottie reminds that old soul to have a little fun. Not be so serious. You know?”

Emma nodded. “I do know. Sometimes we need those people in our lives to keep us even and shake things up.”

Mama nodded. “Please help bring my brave girl home safe to us Emma.”

She nodded. “I’ll do my best.”

Izma came back into the room and sat next to them. “Have you checked in with that good for nothing boyfriend yet?”

“No, can you tell me about him? I didn’t know Tiana had a boyfriend.”

“His name is Naveen, he’s not all bad, just carefree and aloof. I’m also not so sure he’s still the boyfriend either.” Said Mama.

Izma’s eyebrow perked. “Really? I hadn’t heard she dumped the frog. I won’t apologize for wanting more for her. Our Tiana deserves a prince of a man. He ain’t it.”

“Hush Izzy, can we please focus.”

Izma sat back on the couch next to her. “Hmf, I can smell the laziness on that boy. I just wish he’d leave our girl alone. “

“Izzy, can we please focus, Emma needs to get out there and find the girls.”

“Fine, but you know how I feel. I’d start with him, as the first suspect.”

“Ok, you said his name is Naveen?”

The woman nodded. Emma sat and listened to the women as they provided a short list of names and information about the people who might have spoken to Tiana. She captured as many details as she could, hopeful that something might stand out. She would definitely start with Naveen. There have been too many cases where the disgruntled boyfriend is at the bottom of a girl’s disappearance.

She’d also check out the sorority house. She had a feeling someone at that house had more to tell than they let on.

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Killian walked into the station house grinning from ear to ear. Emma loved him, she finally said it. He thought she almost said it a few times, but he wasn’t going to push her. He wasn’t so insecure that he needed to hear it but now that she’d said it, he was elated.

“Mate, what’s got you grinning so early this morning?” asked Robin.

He clapped him on the shoulder. “Great run this morning, that’s all.”

“Ok, fine. Don’t tell me.”

Killian laughed. “You ready to test the squad’s mettle?”

“The course is ready. David’s been here for a while setting things up.”

“David?”

Robin shook his head. “He said he and Mary Margaret took shifts last night to sleep and he feels better than he has in weeks.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I was getting worried about him.”

“Let’s just hope the baby lets them both get sleep soon.”

“Oi, I’m here we can start.” Called Will

“Scarlett, gather your gear and find your squad. Today’s test will be done with teams. You’ll find the team assignments on the table near the doughnuts. I’m sure you know where that is.” Said Killian.

“Very funny mate, don’t act like you don’t eat them too.”

Killian lifted his t-shirt just a little to show his perfect abs. “Maybe so but I also work out daily. Can’t say I’ve seen you work out anything but your mouth?”

Will shook his head and grumbled as he walked away.

Robin grinned and shook his head.“He’s doing much better.”

“I know but I’ve got to keep him on his toes. One small slip and we’ll be seeking him out in sorority houses again. It’s for his own good.”

Robin nodded. “I hear you, just throw him a bone sometimes.”

“Alright, I will. Now, let’s get those probies on the course so we can see what they can do.”

“Everyone to the center of the course.” Called Robin.

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As Emma pulled up to the sorority house she noticed a police car parked out front. She pulled up behind it and parked. She was glad to see that they were investigating. Now, she just needed to find out what they have learned so far.

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