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neverendingstories00 · 3 years

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a winnix! found family au with easy company as kids part one out of a million!!

hi, hello! i’m back on my bullshit again. the creativity train had once stopped at my brain. I may have a thousand wip’s but tonight I’ve decided to focus solely on this one. also a ton of credit to @apairofwingsforme for rambling with me about this idea, thanks buddy! anyways, my mind is literally a terrifying place 😁 please send help. i’m literally at my breaking point

Also this is part one out of..a lot! I wanna write a fic of this, but school is a bitch. This is just winnix at the moment, but I promise I’ll start talking about easy company as kids and how chaotic it is. Literally. Child! Luz is going to be a little monster. But hey, only seven more weeks!!

It's a modern au. Both dick and Lew have been married for seven years and are happier than ever.

Okay! But before the found family part, time for the backstory!

dick and lew both met in college when there were in the same intro to marketing class. dick was struggling in the class and absolutely despised Lew, who he stereotyped as a “typical New Yorker '' as Dick donned his bean boots and flannel shirts. However, Dick learned not to make assumptions about people. Their study sessions would turn into long conversations about the newest episode of Mad Men, their families in Lancaster and Manhattan, etc. Dick and Lew grew to be best friends.

Dick felt strange around Lew. He wanted to hate him, but he couldn't. He would catch himself staring at Lew for too long and a strange feeling in his stomach. Lew caught onto this, but said nothing. He was overthinking it. Dick was the poster catholic boy with his outfits head to toe from LL Bean, carried a tiny bible in his backpack, etc. Lew knew Dick was too good for him. Besides, there was no way he would be gay.

One thing led to another and the complicated relationship between Dick and Lew changed. Dick had sworn off alcohol, but had no idea that the orange juice was a screwdriver. Dick got intoxicated and Lew dragged him back to his dorm. Next thing he knew, Lew woke up, cuddled with Dick in his neat dorm room.

After that little incident, things became awkward. They were in their senior year; friends for four years and the awkward tension was high between them. After they graduated, there was an afterparty held at their old farneity. Dick, of course, had won vladicictroain and Lew won salutadorian (shockingly). Dick knew that if it wasn’t for Lew three years ago, he wouldn’t be where he is.

So in a little corner, Dick walked up to Nixon and gifted him an apple pie, fresh from The Winter’s farm in Lancaster, thanking him for all he’s done for him. Nixon smirked and knew that Dick would give him some pie, but he was still nice about it. He took Dick to his room and gave him cufflinks that he bought especially for Dick from Nordstrom because during their freshman year, Dick was in charge of planning events in their fraternity. It was movie night and in 2007, Casino Royale was all the hype. Nobody came to the movie night since there was a huge football game and party after. Dick sat there, popcorn all made and even pushed the coaches together, and nobody showed up. He considered just packing up and calling it a night until he heard the door slam open. As he was cleaning up, Dick ran right into Lew.

“Hi, hello. Sorry I’m late, I was busy doing...stuff.”

“Oh,” Dick would reply, “I was just packing up.”

“What movie?”

“Casino Royale. Nobody’s coming though.”

“Well, is the popcorn still hot?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, consider me your customer.”

Dick and Lew watched the movie. Lew never shuts up during the film. Dick talks ethier to tell Lew to be quiet or that he loves Daniel Craig’s cufflinks. Lew made a mental note of that.

The night of graduation, stuffed in Dick’s little dorm room, was the last time Dick and Lew ever saw each other. For a while, atleast. They had a heated makeuout session that followed with awkward but passionate sex. The next morning, it was a screaming match between Lew and Dick. Dick didn’t even remember what it was about-he was too upset. He simply finished packing, threw the stuff into the back of his subaru outback, and drove back to Lancaster.

Seven years flew by, and Dick and Lew hadn’t spoken a word. Both of them were no longer twenty two year old’s who had no idea what they were doing with their life-they were now twenty nine, both trying to figure out their lives.

Dick worked as an accountant in Philadelphia, Boston, Hartford, and jumped around the east coast. He didn’t really enjoy his job so he went back to Franklin and Marshall to become a History Teacher. He had been looking for work for some time and eventually found a teaching job at a boy’s school in Bronxville. It was a job, after all.

So Dick arrives in Bronoxville and gets an email. He recognizes the last time-it’s Lew. He heard about Dick moving and wanted to catch up. Dick was new to Bronoxville and as reluctant as he was, he agreed to meet with Lew.

Lew and Dick meet at Rosie’s, a nice little Italian restaurant in the middle of Bronoxville. Lew surprises Dick, and greets him with a “going my way?”. Lew looks different; he’s gotten more handsome with age, his hair is shorter but still unruly with a tint of gray, and there’s a good amount of stubble. He hasn’t changed one bit.

Their first meeting went well. Just like Dick, Lew had a rocky start after college. Lew had foolishly gotten married to some girl he had gone to boarding school with. They barely lasted a year, and Lew left the marriage with a child he had no custody with and a large penthouse in Tribeca. Life had been lonely. He worked as an economist for a while, but hated the job and quit. With no job and a failing marriage, Lew turned to one resort; alcohol. He had nobody and nothing left in life.

Dick could see the fire that was once in Lew slowly dying out. The once sarcastic and dry Lew became a self--deprecating and lonely man with too much money and time on his hands. Naturally, Dick pitied him. He could see that Lew still loved him-if he didn’t, then how did he find out about Dick moving to Bronxville? How did he find out about Dick’s new job? Why did Lew take Dick to the nicest restaurant in Bronxville. And still, even though seven years had gone by, Dick was still in love with Lew. He’d come up in his thoughts once and while, but now, when faced with him-it was hard to resist those old feelings.

Dick was worried about Lew. So being the Architect he is (mbti type wise, he’s an INTJ), he creates a plan. Lew comes down from the city to Bronxivlle on Fridays and they meet at Rosies. They catch up on their week. From court cases to annoying students, the little things that they share each make their day a little better.

Dick was well aware of Lew’s alcoholism. It was noticeable in college, but it seemed to have worsened as Lew got older. Dick encouraged Lewis to go to therapy. When things had gotten to the worst, Lew enrolled in rehab (all thanks to Dick). He saw the stubbornness in Dick and the clear frustration. Dick wasn’t one for emotions, but when he saw Lewis with a bloody forehead because he fell down the stairs, barely able to speak, Dick sobbed in the waiting room at the hospital. Lewis had never seen Dick ever be that emotional. He was hurt.

That’s when Lewis realized two things. One, he needed to fix himself. If he kept living this deductive lifestyle, he could end up dead. He didn’t want that. And Two, as much as he repressed it-he was still in love with Dick.

Lew finally deals with his issues, ranging from alcohol to his childhood trauma and abuse. It was all with the help of Dick. Dick was there for him every step on the way, playing the role as that supportive friend. Here they were, two thirty year olds. Lew would’ve never imagined being friends with a Quaker that was too good for him, but there he was.

One night, after they had dinner at Rosies, Dick and Lew go back to Dick’s tiny little colonial house. It’s not his house, but a shared apartment. It’s small, but it’s something. Lew is shocked by the living conditions, and Dick simply finds the place charming. They laugh, lock eyes, and next thing they know their lips are clashing together, rushing to take off their clothes as they fit onto Dick’s small bed.

Seven years later, they finally realize they're in love with each other and officially start dating. Dick moves to Lew’s apartment and they live there together for a while. Both getting sick of their lives in the city, Lew decides they need a break from the city and the states.

A year later, Lew proposes to Dick at Rosies, all thanks to the help of Anne Winters, Blanche, Kitty Gorgan, and Harry Welsh. Dick happily accepts, and yes; he sheds a tear. And so does Lew. Everybody sheds a solid tear; it’s a beautiful moment.

Three days before their wedding, Dick and Lew elope on the rooftop of their apartment complex. They invite the same people who helped Lewis propose to Dick. It’s a small and intimate ceremony. Their dance song is “Flightless Bird, American Mouth”. They wanted to get married without the big crowd and Lewis’s “rich jerk friends'' and “daddy’s money”.

For the next seven years, Dick and Lew travel the world. They live all over Europe. From London, To Austria, to Tokyo-they do it all. Dick always ends up sunburnt and Lew is always wearing his classic aviators, wanting to take a photo of Dick. Whenever they go to a new location, Lew always forces Dick to pose next to something, whether that be the La Fontana Dei Quattro Fiumi or the Tokyo tower, and then he sets the photo as his lock screen. Now THAT is romance right there.

Seven years of travel is a lot. Dick and Lew traveled back to the states once in a while for Holidays, but spent most of their time overseas. They are both now in their late thirties and a little exhausted from travel.

Whenever they go to a forgien country, Lew has a tendency to buy shot glasses from each country even though he’s sworn off drinking. I just want to imagine Lew, dragging Dick into a little chaka shop and being like “Oh look darling! Aren’t these adorable” and Dick would just sigh.

So after their final destination, Greece, Dick and Lew decide to retreat back to the states. They don’t wanna live in the city, so they choose to move to the quaint Lancaster. Dick mentioned that he and his friends used to go explore this abandoned farmhouse that wasn’t too far from where he used to live (about 20 mins). Lew wants to be a romantic so he decides to pay a whole lotta money to revinate the barn into a modern mansion. Here’s a picture for reference. Lew goes the extra mile and Dick is like “ *insert eye roll emoji* lew, were two people. Lew would give him a little kiss on the cheek, “and? I’m making room for the dogs.

Oh I should add that Lew officially retires (he has loads of money, it’s called inheritance baby!) while Dick considers it, but chooses not too. He chooses to live the peaceful life of a farmer.

OKAY, but here is the very juicy part

Reminder that there house is like...fucking huge. Like ridiculously big. Like there are so many rooms, and they are furnished. Like what is the point of having furnished rooms if you only have two people living in the house??

Also Lew and Dick adopt a whole armanda of dogs. If you want specifics, they have a collie named Lassie, two westie named Lovey and Duffer, A carin named Toto, Beethoven the St.Bernard, and Copper the hound dog. Oh-and that’s the start. So. Many. BUNNIES.

Dick knows Lew. He already has a child that he’s unfortunately not been able to raise since he barely has custody over his child. He seems to like his own dogs over his children. Dick doesn’t mind. Sure, he’s worked with kids, but he’s okay not having them. He does like his dogs, after all.

Harry, Dick and Lew’s best friend from college, doesn’t live far from them. He’s been married to his college sweetheart, Kitty, for five years. Together, they have a little son named Louie. Harry comes over a lot with Louie, and Louie plays with the dogs in the backyard. Dick’s a very observant person; he sees the relationship between Louie, the dogs, Lewis, and Harry. Lewis doesn’t mind Louie. Actually, he likes the kid. He’ll run around the backyard with Louie and their dog.

So Dick starts thinking about children. Maybe he’s changed his mind; maybe he wants a kid. One or two would be fine. It could be through adoption, help a family out or a kid who’s stuck in the system. Dick is like a mother when he wants to help others around him.

One night, Dick and Lew are sitting in bed. Did I mention all the dogs sleep in their bed. When shopping for furniture, Lew wanted to pick out a bed to fit all of the animals they were gonna have. Dick didn’t like the idea and made the dogs all sleep in their crates. But one night, Lew walked in on Dick snoring, lovey and dovey tucked right next to his stomach and feet. Lew once again, takes a photo, and shows it to Dick, who’s as red as a tomato.

Dick does a little sigh and Lew looks up from his book, his reading glasses slipping down his nose. He’d be like “oh, what is it now sweetheart?”

“We have such a big house, Lew. Twenty rooms and only two people live in the house-”

“Actually Six dogs and three rabbits. The dogs sleep with us and the rabbits...wherever they sleep.”

“Lew, I know you don’t like children but-”

Lew holds up Toto, who tilts her head. “But look at her! Yeah, you’re a good girl aren’t you? Daddy's little girl!”

“You love Louie-”

“Yeah, cause he’s not mine. He’s a nice kid. But children, especially teenagers, are the devils of this earth. You need to fear them, pay for them, do all kinds of stuff. With dog’s it’s easier.”

“I love our animals, but just one or two. We have so much space in the house. Help out a child who needs it. I know you don’t wanna admit it, but your great with kids-”

“Not my own. I don’t even know my own daughter. Kathy got married to some damn twink. How the hell do you think I’d be a good father?”

Dick gives him that *insert pouty emoji* look. “Just think about, Lew.”

So Lew actually thinks about. He walks around the house, feeling and seeing the quietness. They do have thousands of empty rooms and a little too much freetime on their hands. Plus, Lew hates the puppy eye stare Dick gives him.

#this was A LOT #more then I was expecting #I just really love my gay dads #second part will have the rest as easy #either as kids or cringey teens #it's gonna be a LOT #trust me it won't be as heavy as this #stay tuned!#band of brothers #winnix #lewis nixon #dick winters #my writing

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adasttrawrites · 4 years

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The Boombox - a Dramione one-shot

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1751569

Hi! I’ve been part of the Dramione fandom since I was 13 but I’ve never written anything - this is my first attempt, ten years later. Let me know how I did!

This little one-shot is set in an AU, one year after the Second Wizarding War, where the surviving teenagers are given the option of coming back for an eighth year to complete their studies. The war criminals have been Obliviated (and are under strict observation) and all those found guilty of minor crimes have had mandatory therapy and thorough rehabilitation.

Eighth-year students have been given a seperate common room and dormitories to allow them privacy from the rest of the school.

xx Tina

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter.

It was 5 o’clock in the evening and the common room was half-filled. Several eighth-years were on their shifts to monitor their old house common rooms and patrol the hallways, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley included.

Hermione Granger was sitting in an armchair. She was sitting incorrectly, Draco Malfoy observed from his seat on the sofa. Her back was resting against one arm and her legs were swung over the other. She was engrossed in a book, but when Seamus Finnigan set down a large contraption on the coffee table, both she and Draco snapped their heads in his direction.

“Oh my Gods, is that —?” Hermione stood up, walking over to Seamus.

“A boombox!” He looked at it proudly. “My da bought it for me! It’s charmed to work without electricity.”

Draco didn’t know what a boombox was, nor electricity, nor why Hermione Granger was so excited about the strange contraption.

“Do you have any cassettes to play?” She pushed a button and static fizzled out of the the box.

Seamus rifled through his trouser pocket and produced what Draco assumed was a cassette. By this time, everyone had gathered around. Draco watched as Hermione fiddled with the box and suddenly, music poured out of the machine. She jumped to her feet in joy.

“I love this song!”

“What is it?” Neville Longbottom asked. He was curious, having never seen a boombox, either.

“It’s a Muggle music player.” Seamus explained. “This is a Muggle song. It’s by one of the best Muggle bands in the world.”

“It’s the best band in the entire world, Seamus.” Hermione corrected, getting up from her crouched position. She addressed her fellow classmates. “It’s called ‘All My Loving’ and it’s by The Beatles.”

“Beetles?” Blaise Zabini gave Draco a funny look. The handful of students in the room who knew the song had gotten to their feet and started dancing with each other. The Slytherin students didn’t, obviously. Draco watched as Hermione grabbed Neville by the hands and pulled him over to a clear space to dance. Luna Lovegood was standing by the fireplace, wiggling her arms in the air, a distant look on her face. Draco had to admit that the song wasn’t terrible, and he found himself almost smiling when Neville dipped Hermione over his knee. Her face was pink and her curls touched the floor.

“Draco?” Pansy Parkinson tapped his shoulder. “Won’t you dance with me?” She looked nervous, but he knew she was trying to be amicable. She was making an attempt to be involved, like all the Slytherin students in their year. She had even let Ginny Weasley braid her hair the evening before.

“Uh,” Draco glanced back to the scene in front of him before tearing his eyes away to look at Pansy. He didn’t want to look like an idiot, but his rehabilitation officer told him to make a better effort in socialising. “Sure.”

They awkwardly tried to figure out how to dance to the Muggle song and were making little progress when someone touched Draco’s elbow. He turned, embarrassment flushing his face, to see Neville and Hermione smiling at him.

“Do you want us to show you?”

He could see Pansy swallowing her pride. She let go of Draco and took Neville’s hand. Draco was left with Hermione standing in front of him, looking at him expectantly. Just as he steeled himself to place a hand on her waist, the song changed. It was slower. He looked at the boombox, panicked. Hermione put one timid hand on his shoulder and the other into his free hand, forcing him to look at her.

“This one is called “Can’t Fight This Feeling”, she murmured, starting to move her feet. He followed her directions and tried very hard not to pay attention to her fuzzy cat socks or the lyrics of the song. Suddenly she twirled as the chorus began, and before long, he realised that he was leading. They were dancing.

He was dancing with Hermione Granger in front of everyone, to a love song.

“You’re doing great!” A voice broke his reverie and he looked at his dance partner, who shockingly seemed to be enjoying herself. For the first time since they met as first-years, he smiled at her sincerely. A laugh to his left made him look over to see Neville and Pansy dancing like they were the best of friends. It was odd. Oil and water mixing should have been more chaotic, but for whatever reason, coming back to Hogwarts to finish their studies was effortless. Maybe it was the fact that all the captured Death Eaters had been Obliviated, his father included. Maybe it was the desperation to cling to some normality after the previous year. Maybe it was people on both sides realising that enough of their loved ones had died. Whatever it was, Neville and Pansy were laughing and dancing in each others’ arms. As were Blaise and Ginny Weasley. As were he and Granger. He noticed that she was close enough for him to smell her shampoo. It was fruity. The music changed again.

Many times I tried to tell you

Many times I cried alone.

“Granger,” he spoke softly, barely audible over the sound of the music. Her eyes were glazed over, her gaze fixed on a button on his shirt. She looked up. He looked at the smattering of gold flecks in her brown eyes.

Always I'm surprised how well you cut my feelings to the bone

Don't want to leave you really.

“What is it?”

We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder

We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under.

“Thank you.”

She smiled up at him, and he wondered why he spent so many years trying to make her cry.

“For what?”

Maybe it's a sign of weakness when I don't know what to say

Maybe I just wouldn't know what to do with my strength anyway.

“For teaching me how to dance.”

She just smiled again, and let go of his hand to place it on his shoulder. Automatically, he dropped his hand to her waist and suddenly, they were closer than before. Now he could actually feel the warmth coming off her body and he wondered how someone so full of life and light could bear to be so near to someone like him, someone so cold.

We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder

We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under

Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better

We belong, we belong, we belong together.

His face must have conveyed the questions running through his head because she lifted a soft hand to his face, her palm against his jaw.

“Don’t think so hard, Draco.” His name tumbled out of her mouth so casually. Like they were friends. He shot a nervous glance at Pansy, who was plastered to Neville, swaying against him like she was drunk. Actually, she did look drunk. Drunk with happiness. Blaise had picked up Ginny and was spinning around. Luna had convinced Seamus to dance with her. Everyone was dancing. It dawned on Draco that they were all drunk on happiness. This was the first time they had done something carefree in months, maybe years. It was certainly the first time in a long time for him.

We can't begin to know it, how much we really care

I hear your voice inside me, I see your face everywhere.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for what I did.” The words were out before he could think. He gently clutched her arm. The raised lettering made him shudder and he focused on her with an intensity that made her blush.

“You didn’t do this.”

Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better

We belong, we belong, we belong together.

“Then I’m sorry for what I didn’t do.”

For standing by.

For not being brave.

For not saving her from Bellatrix.

For being a coward.

“You know,” she pulled his neck down and whispered into his ear, “I forgave you long ago. It’s over now. We’re fine, you and me.”

He reared back slightly, stunned. How could she? How could she forgive so easily? How could she let go of the pain and suffering that his side had caused her? Was it so easy for her? Was she so good?

“I don’t deserve it.”

His shoulders were tense and he knew she could feel it. Her hand found its way to his cheek, again, and he revelled in how the warmth could make his whole body feel warm. She continued to speak softly.

“Everyone is trying to move on, Draco. So many people died for us to be here today.” She lookee down at the carpet and he knew the dead were still haunting her. She looked up at him, again. “If I hadn’t forgiven you, they would have died in vain, and we would still be fighting. I don’t want to fight anymore, do you?”

He shook his head. He wondered if she had always been this wise. A know-it-all, yes, but wise? Perhaps he wasted so much of his effort on being cruel that he never stopped to think of how valid she was. A witch, more deserving of the title than most, and a good person with a heart of gold, he knew that to be true with no doubt in his mind.

“Thank you.” He absentmindedly tugged one of her curls and watched it bounce back to sit on her collarbone. “Thank you for everything. I don’t deserve it.”

She shrugged. “Thank you.”

“What do you me— why are you thanking me?”

“For letting me teach you how to dance.” She winked at him.

He offered her another smile and, suddenly unsure why his heart was beating so hard, dipped her as the song finished. She stood back up and laughed. It was a lovely sound, one he had never heard before. They weren’t dancing any more, just standing far too close to each other, still holding hands. Over her shoulder, he saw Weasley and Potter enter the room. Potter looked confused, the Weasel looked horrified. Before either of them could cause a scene, Draco bent down to brush his lips against Hermione’s knuckles and smiled, gratefully.

“Another time. Your friends are waiting for you. Goodnight, Hermione.”

Before she could say anything, he was walking away towards the male dormitory. She stood there, amazed at how warm he was, and how cold she felt without him holding her.

“Hermione, what the fuck were you doing?!”

- written by Tina (@whyboyfriendwhenicecream)

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combat-wombatus · 3 years

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uHm if you do these and if you want to do it I’d love a bnha matchup <3?

• my name is Aubri, I’m bi but prefer MHA boys tbh. I go by she/her, too.

• I’m a very Gryffindor person. (Sorry if you don’t know Harry Potter - 😖)

• I’m a June cancer, and I have ADHD and anxiety. My anxiety can be literally crippling somedays, but it’s gotten better overtime.

• I’m a bit of a class clown and usually just a clown 🤡 but that’s irrelevant. My teachers all hate me but like school-wise I do well so we have a love and mostly hate relationship 🤧

• I’m usually the ‘entertaining’ friend, in elementary the popular kids would invite me to play games with them because, “you’re funny” and it was like the biggest achievement ever 😭👍🏻 then they’d ignore me but that’s another therapy session

• I’m usually made fun of by people for being ‘weird’ and ‘insane’. Like all through elementary everyone thought I’d be a criminal when I grew up JUST BECAUSE I HAD UNDIAGNOSED ADHD - I hate it here 😐🦶🏻

• I’ve always been super into crime stories/true crime (where my anxiety comes from, I’m always worried about a pesky serial killer just killing me. It’s usually being kidnapped tho lmao) so I knew and still know like all these murder facts and sometimes I’d just randomly be like;

“Hey did you know it takes 12 hours and 2 days to dissolve a body in acid?”

“If you bury a dead deer over a dead body you buried deep in the ground, when police dogs sniff it and people dig they’ll just think it was the deer and won’t dig any farther.”

• So maybe people had a reason to be scared of me and think I’ll be a criminal someday, i dunno.

• I love love love reading and writing, and also debating. The things I’ve wanted to be when I grow up are basically: Dog shelter worker, actress, FBI agent, politician, and a writer. But usually I just want to do something that makes a positive impact on people. Like i wanted to be an FBI agent to solve crimes for people. I wanted to be a politican so I could actually help a lot of people. The entertainment industry also seemed like a way to make people happy. Idk, but then I decided I couldn’t be a politican at 10 because they were all corrupt and to be one I would have to be too. 😫🤌🏻 we love some good childhood angst

• the only subjects I’ve ever excelled at are ELA and Social Studies aka History, and Math I can’t do to save my life. ELA comes easy for me and I usually don’t have to work that hard and/or get too stressed over it. But I always get the meanest teachers for some reason. For example, one time I did my final essay for like 30% of my grade in 30 minutes the day it was due and I got an A+ 🦟🦗🦟🦗

• Uhhh id describe myself as a pretty loyal friend, I’m a ride or die type of girl. A story from my childhood that summarizes it pretty well is when I was in 2nd grade my friend wet her pants and she didn’t want to go to the nurse for it alone so I peed my pants so I could go with her and she wouldn’t have to be alone. Like, you know, a professional problem solver

• and I have genuinely attacked people for fucking with my friends but don’t snitch pls 🕳🏃‍♀️💨

• But also just anyone, people at my school tend to come to me with their problems for me to either help solve them by reasoning, or just to confront the other person like the bad bleep I am 😈😈

• I also have a huge daydreaming problem, it’s literally maladaptive daydreaming. So paired with my ADHD I don’t get shit done like ever.

• I have really high empathy levels I guess, like I always say hi to everyone I see on the street, especially if they look sad 😔 I’ve done it ever since I was a little kiddo.

• My fashion sense is very much a preppy/alt style. I wear those ripped tights and fishnets, I also have the MOST BIZARRE JEWELRY- like who allowed me to buy the gummy worm glittery earrings, hmmm???????? and those Mary Janes???????

• But I love crew necks and pleated skirts so I always obide by the National “hoes dont get cold” policy 🇺🇸😫🦅

• I wanna move somewhere someday, I don’t want to stay in America for very long

• I can speak Latin, French, and my native language which is English.

• My music taste varies, but my all-time favorite artists who all of their music they’ve ever put out has been my favorites are, Billie Eilish, Melanie Martinez, and Conan Gray.

• I no-joke have a sign in my front yard that says;

In ✍️ this ✍️ house we ✍️ don’t ✍️ worship Jesus ✍️ but instead ✍️ Melanie ✍️ Martinez

• My favorite shows are MHA (duh), The Promised Neverland, and Malcolm in The Middle.

• and I’m not going to tell you what I prefer in a partner, because that ruins the fun 😤

• but I will say I cannot be friends with someone who doesn’t really make me laugh. Like I’m used to doing most of the talking in convos but if you’re just boring I’m sorry it’s nothing personal but no thanks 😐✌🏻

• About my physical appearance, I have fluffy n curly brown hair, but when it’s in the sunlight it looks sort of brown but golden yk?? It’s shoulder length :) I have bleach blonde streaks in the front. I like wearing eyeliner most days, too. I’m pretty average size/ on the skinnier side. Kinda high key inscure abt my body bc I got flat shamed in elementary EVEN THOUGH I HAVE TIDDIES NOW- whatever 😤🙄. I also have crystal type blue eyes, and I do have fairly big eyes. But, like, not weirdly big. A good big. My cheekbones are ALWAYS PRESENT so sometimes I get called a Tim Burton character but it’s cool ig ☠️☠️ oh and I’m kinda short. I’m 5’3, even though my doctor said I’d be 5’7. I feel like I was either tricked by the doctor or someone just stole my destined height while I was asleep. It’s probably cause I didn’t keep an eye out for Selener 👁 😔😔

• I’m a definite night owl, like all of my energy comes at night which really sucks cuz I can’t do much since everyone else is asleep.

• My love language is touch starved so I’ve never figured it out ✌🏻😗🔫

• but I am an attention whore so idk 😏

• I’m a huge introvert with social anxiety. It isn’t as bad as it used to be cuz I used to not be able to like go to restaurants but now I’m much better.

• I’m a huge history person, mostly like sad history LMFAO. Uh but a lot of my hyperfixations have been on history. Some examples are The Roman Empire, Julius Caesar himself, Anne Frank, The Titanic, the Black Plauge, Helen Keller, Marie Curie, Slavery in the US, Joan of Arc, and just a lot more. I always love talking about these things if someone would let me ramble to them but no one ever does 😖 it also got to a point where for all these subjects I’d go to the library and try to find a book on them but usually I’d either have already read it or I’d read it and know all the information.

• I’m super into Greek Mythology, I have 7 books filled with the stories, I’m going to Greece maybe this summer to see it’s history, and named my hamster Aphrodite but we call her Aphie. I also will talk about this forever and ever if you let me.

• My favorite color is yellow, my favorite food is literally nothing I never have an appetite, my favorite planet is Saturn, favorite song is Tag Your It by Melanie Martinez atm but it changes like everyday.

• Music is a huge safe-space for me if I’m feeling down or having a panic attack. It calms me down n is overall my coping mechanism 💃🏻💃🏻

• Biggest fear is spiders, even looking at one gives me a panic attack and I cannot sleep at all for that night, adding to my insomniac ass 🧎🏻‍♂️🏌️‍♀️

• I’m mature for my age, I don’t exactly like hanging around kids my age and I get along better with older crowds.

• i don’t like conventional dates, (I PROMISE IM NOT TRYING TO SOUND ‘QUIRKY’ AHAHA) I kind of like having a best-friend type partner more so dates that aren’t as romantic as like the movies or a fancy restaurant suite me better. My dream date is playing Monopoly on my bedroom floor 🦧

• Also I hate getting gifts. End of story. If someone gets me a gift like awe that’s nice but never again, I’d prefer to get you one. Especially in a romantic partner 😐 i keep a journal of my friends’ interests and hobbies so I can get them the perfect gifts for their bdays and Christmas’s. Been doing this ever since 4th grade.

• Though I don’t have much actual experience with relationships🧍🏻‍♀️

• I’m a huge believer in ‘family isn’t blood, it’s who you make it’ because I have a pretty shitty family life and my childhood has been trash. My friends are my family to me.

• Also if my friends don’t like my romantic partner ✨ GOODBYE ✨. Sorry girlie, bros before hoes 🦨💨

I was going to put more but I’m so so sorry for how LONG AND COMPLICATED THIS IS- idk if this is a autobiography or a matchup at this point 🤦‍♀️ don’t feel pressured to do this and if matchups aren’t open IM SO SO SORRY LMAO uh yeah ilysm 🦎🎂🧃

OMG ASLDFKJHASLKDJH

🥺 i’m so sorry bby but matchups are closed ;-; my 100 follower event was over while ago (i guess i should’ve specified that in the asks i answered LKSAJHFLKJAHDS SORRY IT’S MY BAD) but you sound so cool?? i had a lot of the same hyperfixations interests (heLLO helen keller was badass AF and the roman empire was messed up but still v cool, anne frank was awesome too) i also may or may not have wanted to be a politician when i was younger alskdjfhalkdhj but now i’m just 🧍🏻‍♀️ lost and anyways you’re amazing >.< love u lots and don’t forget to drink water and eat a lil something hehe :p

#coco answers #nonnie <3

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laurasinele · 5 years

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Magpies Chapter 2 (a Fictober19 prompt that inspired a following chapter)

I was on a streak but shit happens, and havn’t published anything since the 7th, meaqning that today I’m flooding your dashes with my bullshit.

The drarry drabble I did for the second prompt has been quite succesful, and prompt 8 inspired me a -I believe- worthy continuation. There’s probably going to be a third chapter but I don’t want to push it.

Prompt 8: “Can you stay?”

Fanfic from: Harry Potter saga

Tags: Harry&Draco

Warnings: death mentions, ptsd, anxiety attack

Ao3

Next Friday came and went, and many others. Mrs Appleworm sent an owl with chocolates, a picture with her grandchildren and a couple of lines of motherly advice. Draco sent a selection of herbs from his grounds with instructions to brew a reconstituent potion for the breastfeeding mother, and some books on the magic of identical siblings. Andromeda visited with Teddy. Mother managed to write a couple of letters, her calligraphy improving slightly. Life went on like it had been usual for the past seven years. Except for Fridays.

Harry brought Halloween candy and pumpkin juice. Draco made some sandwiches and tea, and they sat by the fireplace and went about the motions of every Friday’s paperwork and control spells.

“There’s only two more years of this. How do you feel about it?”, asked Harry.

“I don’t feel anything special about it”, answered Draco calmly.

“You don’t? Don’t you want the house arrest to end? Don’t you have plans for when it does?”.

“I’m rotten rich and a wizard. I could just lay around for the next one hundred years and there would still be plenty for Teddy to inherit”, he said as he trapped a chocolate frog and popped it in his mouth.

Harry scoffed, amused.

“Between the Malfoy, the Potter and the Black fortune, Teddy is going to be able to buy Hogwarts”.

“I hope he does. Even at 8, he doesn’t strike like the kind of person to set mortal traps for children”.

“Wow. Did you just roasted Dumbledore?”, laughed Harry.

“I will never not roast Dumbledore. He was wise and powerful but he was completely nuts. Not as in Death Eater nuts or Voldemort nuts, but he was too chaotic to be in charge of children”.

After a brief silence, Harry admitted:

“That’s what I’m working on in therapy. Well, one of the things I’m working on. To be able to blame Dumbledore”.

Draco perked up. After that first time with the magpies skipping along the windowsill, Harry hadn’t mentioned his therapy or Hogwarts. Draco waited for him to open up more, watching him sit in the puffy armchair across the coffee table cramped with candy wrappers and crumbs, eyes set stubbornly on the flames in the hearth. The clocks around the house started to chime. It was five in the afternoon, the time in which Harry usually took his leave, but he wasn’t moving. Nor talking.

“How can a muggle therapist handle that?”, dared to ask Draco in the softest voice he could muster.

“Her daughter is a witch”, explained Harry. “She’s in 5th year now, a Slytherin, by the way. When they found out what had happened in the wizarding world before they entered it, my therapist talked to the Headmistress, who introduced her to Hermione, and they devised a program to combine magical healing with psychotherapy. Obviously, I was their first guinea pig, because why wouldn’t I, right?”. Harry laughed at his own joke and Draco gave him a supportive smile. “Anyway, it’s been three years. It helps but it goes slowly”.

Draco nodded, projecting more understanding than he really was capable of. He had read about therapists. Had heard the word in pop songs and seen them in movies. But he knew close to nothing about psychotherapy and it never occurred to him he might need it. Up until Harry spoke again:

“She was appalled by the war and the fact that most of the people involved in the last decisive battle were basically children like me and you. She still can’t come to terms with the fact that I died and came back to life, and…”

“I am sorry, Potter, what?!”

Harry was caught by surprise. That made Draco realise that information was probably public domain and pretty much old news, which failed to soften the blow.

“You… I thought your mother would have told you. She was there and she lied for me so I could kill Voldemort. I explained it at her trial, I thought…”

“Well Potter, I wasn’t there. The Wizengamot considered that, while I was old enough to be treated as an adult before the law, I was too young to attend my own mother’s trial”.

Draco tried to keep his voice calm, but he was trembling, and steam started to rise again from the cold teacup he was nursing. Harry managed to babble an apology before being interrupted with Draco’s distressed, non-believing words.

“I’m sorry, I…”

“Nobody told me! And they don’t let me get the Prophet, I get a curated selection of articles where every reference about the war is redacted! I had no idea you died!”.

“But, why does it matter so much to you?!”

“Because!”, bellowed Draco right before the teacup exploded. He was breathing heavily, cheeks aflame, and made no motion to clean the mess up, nor any sign of feeling the burnt of the boiling water.

It took a beat for Harry to react and vanish the spill and the shattered china shards. He stood up from his seat and went to kneel in front of Draco, to level his line of sight. With his hands half risen and palms facing outwards he gave Draco an inquisitive look before touching his forearms and thighs, spreading a cooling, healing charm wandlessly and wordlessly. A show of power Draco barely registered, too busy trying to even his breathing.

“Are you alright?”, asked Harry softly after a while. Draco nodded. “Why were you so upset, Malfoy?”.

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t”, he insisted at Harry’s skeptical look.

“Okay then. I think the clocks already struck five, so it’s time for me to go. Will you be okay?”

“Yes, yes, of course Potter. I’ll be fine, don’t you worry”, said Draco, spreading politeness and deference over his words. “Plus, it is Halloween. There must be a party somewhere waiting for you”.

“Actually I told everyone I had a cold”, he admitted, winking mischievously. “I just wanted to spend a quiet night without much ado”. Draco smiled, understanding even though solitude was his everyday life. “I guess I’ll go now. Don’t break any more Malfoy heirlooms while I’m gone”.

Draco nodded him goodbye and closed his eyes, focusing on Harry’s steps on the carpet, the beating of his own heart, the swept of the robes being lifted from the chair where they had been resting, more steps, his heart accelerating.

“Potter!”, he said. And it sounded first year Malfoy in the Great Hall, third year Malfoy across the grounds of Hogwarts, sixth year Malfoy in the second floor girl’s bathroom.

The sound of steps reaching a halt and feet turning around, robes swishing.

“Yes?”, asked Potter. It sounded like anything Draco had heard before.

“Can you stay?”

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domestic-harry · 7 years

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Hi Lis! I know you used to do fic recs based on playlists/albums and I know this is a big request buuuut could you do one based off of your H&L Playlist? You're the best!

My H&L Playlist Fic Rec

God Only Knows by The Beach Boys

If you should ever leave meThough life would still go on, believe meThe world could show nothing to meSo what good would livin’ do meGod only knows what I’d be without you

These Inconvenient Fireworks : Future AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall.

Pretty Boy by Young Galaxy

When we were lostWe found each otherAnd headed sightless for the cityWe had no wayMisfit and stray

Atlas At Last : He doesn’t know what he had been expecting out of the road trip itself besides burping contests and too much shitty gas station food with Oli and Stan, but in the brief moment before Harry ambles up his driveway, Louis idly wonders if this is about to become some sort of Gay Coming of Age story.Maine to California in ten days. In which Zayn’s an open-shirt hippie they meet somewhere in Ohio, Liam’s the pastor’s son running away from home, and Niall’s the number they call on the bathroom wall.It’s 1978. Harry and Louis are just trying to get to San Fran in time for the Queen concert.

Baby I’m Yours by Arctic Monkeys

And I’ll be yours until the stars fall from the sky

Through Struggles, To The Stars : Louis is a Starfleet captain trying to find his place in the universe. Harry is a prince just trying to do what’s right. A Star Trek-inspired AU.

Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winterLittle darling, it feels like years since it’s been hereHere comes the sun, here comes the sunAnd I say it’s all right

Turning Page : Harry Styles tries to get lost in a place he’s never been. Louis Tomlinson has been perfecting the art of being lost for years. What they don’t expect to find is each other.

This Magic Moment by The Drifters

And then it happened, it took me by surprise

Hiding Place : Louis never wanted a soulmate, didn’t really care for the whole Bonding thing at all, really. Enter Harry Styles, who’s wanted to be Bonded for as long as he could remember. With one fateful meeting in an X Factor bathroom, Louis gets a dagger on his arm and the realization that just because Harry is his soulmate doesn’t mean it’s mutual.From the X Factor house to Madison Square Garden, from the Fountain Studios stage to stadiums across the world, Louis has to learn to love without losing himself completely, because someday his best friend will Bond to someone and replace Louis as the center of his universe.

Wouldn’t It Be Nice by The Beach Boys

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake upIn the morning when the day is new?And after having spent the day togetherHold each other close the whole night through

My Heart Is Beating For This Moment In Time : When Louis first saw Harry at the 2010 X Factor Auditions, he thought he was watching a peculiarly special stranger. But Harry has known Louis ever since he was five years old.Because Louis has a rare genetic disorder that causes him to Time Travel to important moments in his past and in his future - and to Harry, always to Harry. When they’re put into a band together, it seems like everything Harry has been waiting and wishing for has finally come true. Except for the small fact that Louis doesn’t know that Harry is in love with him- that Harry’s always been in love with him. Fate, it would seem, is just getting started.A story about growing up and growing together, and the impossible love that makes it all worthwhile.

I’m A King Bee by The Rolling Stones

Well I’m a king bee Buzzing around your hive

Wear It Like A Crown : AU. As part of a team of fixers hired to handle a gay scandal in Buckingham Palace, Louis expects Prince Harry to be a lot of things—most notably a royally spoilt brat. Never mind that the very same Prince Harry used to star in quite a number of Louis’ teenage fantasies.

Satellite by Gustar

Always the first star that I find

Relief Next To Me : AU. What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more.

Leather And Lace by Stevie Nicks, Don Henley

Give to me your leatherTake from me my lace

Baby Heaven’s In Your Eyes : Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away by The Beatles

And I hear them sayHey you’ve got to hide your love away

Butterfly Gun : Harry has never been much of a fighter, but—as always—where Louis Tomlinson is concerned, a lot of things stop being true.1940’s AU. Even after six years apart, they can’t forget their shared wartime childhood.

Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron & Wine

Stole me a dog eared mapAnd called for you everywhere

Have I found you?Flightless bird, jealous, weepingOr lost you?

Finding Lou : Louis is the nomadic stranger who wanders into Harry’s bookstore. Harry is the skeptic who falls for him.

See You Again by Elle King

You were standing thereFire in your eyesAs you held me inSaid, “Sorry, I didn’t write”

The Melody You Never Heard : The one where Harry gets roped into a four-day camping trip with the boy who kissed him and never called back.

I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys

Secrets I have held in my heartAre harder to hide than I thoughtMaybe I just wanna be yours

Like an Endless Summer : Louis is a riding instructor at a summer camp, and Harry is a fellow counselor who he’s been successfully managing his crush on for the last two summers. That is, until Harry shows up this year leveled up and lethal, and all Louis’s formerly perfected veneer of nonchalance melts like a popsicle in the sun.

Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley

Wise men say only fools rush inBut I can’t help falling in love with you

The Afterlife Fic : After dying in an accident, Louis Tomlinson arrives in the Afterlife. Not Heaven and not Hell, Louis finds himself in Judgment City UK: a pristine city where the food and entertainment are divine and the newly departed must undergo a Review of their life on Earth to determine if they have lived a life worthy of advancement in the universe, or if they must be returned to Earth to be born again in a new body.On his first full day in the Afterlife, Louis meets Harry Styles, and the two have an instant connection. Over the course of their Reviews, they fall in love and begin to find that even though they didn’t know each other on Earth, they are nonetheless linked to one another in perfect ways. Both are hoping to move ahead in the universe together, but they are challenged with the threat of separation if one or both of them is sent back to Earth to be born again.

Work Song by Hozier

Boys workin’ on emptyIs that the kind'a way to face the burning heat?I just think about my babyI’m so full of love I could barely eat

Been Together Since Way Back When : Louis Tomlinson is a law student with a simple but effective four step plan: 1. Finish law school. 2. Get hired somewhere awesome. 3. Marry his best friend and boyfriend of two years, Harry. 4. Live happily ever after. Harry Styles doesn’t know what he wants to do with his life, where he wants to go, who he wants to be, or if he even wants the college degree he’s almost completed. All he does know is who he’ll be with forever, as long as Louis wants to keep him around. Or: the painfully realistic college au where everyone’s poor, lovesick, tired of school, terrified of the future, and still having the greatest times of their lives.

Lay Me Down by Sam Smith

Yes I do, I believeThat one day I will be, where I wasRight there, right next to you

Emperor’s New Clothes : Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship.

Like A Prayer by Madonna

When you call my nameIt’s like a little prayerI’m down on my kneesI want to take you thereIn the midnight hourI can feel your powerJust like a prayerYou know I’ll take you there

Shake Me Down : Harry’s new to college, fresh out of Catholic school and conversion therapy camp, and Louis runs the campus LGBTQIA organization.

You Make Loving Fun by Fleetwood Mac

I never did believe in miraclesBut I’ve a feeling it’s time to try

This Wicked Game : An AU in which The Bachelor is gay, Louis is a contestant, Harry is the bachelor, everyone drinks a lot of champagne, the entire world gets to watch them fall in love, and no one plays by the rules.

English Rose by Ed Sheeran

I spend my daysJust travelling and playing showsBut my heart still beats For my home and my English rose

Never Be : The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

Gone, Gone, Gone by Phillip Phillips

Baby I’m not moving onI love you long after you’re gone

Through Eerie Chaos : For as long as anyone can remember, Old Hillsbridge Manor has always been believed to be haunted. Everyone in the village agrees and keeps a respectful, fearful, distance. New in town after a bad breakup and an internship that led to disappointment rather than a permanent job, Harry Styles figures taking pictures of the decrepit building could be a great new creative project. Or at least a much-needed distraction while he searches for a job and crashes at his parents’ new house. No one warned him about the apparitions though; about the music, the laughter, the people who flicker and vanish when you call after them, the echoes of a past that should be long gone… Harry has never believed in spirits but even he can admit that there’s something weird going on. What starts as mere curiosity evolves into a full-blown investigation and soon enough, Harry finds himself making friends with an aristocrat from the 1920s and struggling with finding the best way to tell him that he’s dead.

Sweetest Devotion by Adele

The way I’m running with you honeyMeans we can break every lawI find it funny that you’re the onlyOne I never looked for

The King of Spades : Undercover Metropolitan Police officer DC Louis Tomlinson has worked his way up the ranks of a prominent London crime family without raising suspicion, but when he finds himself pitted against a rising crime boss with a police background and a favoured employee by the name of Harry Styles, everything starts to unravel. Finding himself in the middle of an escalating war between two bosses whose bad blood runs deep into a violent past, Louis has to be even more careful where he steps in case his big secret catches up to him – and if it does, he knows he won’t survive it.Not to mention he’s falling for someone he can’t have – whose earnestness and honesty is a bright spot in a dark world – he can’t sleep because his nightmares haunt him and he’s in way over his head, but it’s just a game, always just a game, and if Louis plays his cards right he might just make it out alive.

Dear Prudence by The Beatles

The wind is low the birds will singThat you are part of everythingDear Prudence won’t you open up your eyes?

Young & Beautiful : Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn’t stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

Tiny Dancer by Elton John

But oh how it feels so realLying here with no one near

Never Gonna Dance Again : Louis is a spy and Harry is a dancer. The only real thing they know is each other.

Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart by Ariana Grande

I know I’m not your onlyBut I’ll still be a fool‘Cause I’m a fool for you

Red Brick Heart : Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn’t expect is a surprise roommate who’s loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he’s ever wanted.

Secret Love Song, Pt. II by Little Mix

We keep behind closed doorsEvery time I see you, I die a little more

Don’t Look Down : AU. In which Louis is a solicitor at one of London’s most prestigious law firms and Harry happens to apply for the position as his trainee. And everyone else is around, too.

Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths

Good time for a changeSee, the luck I’ve hadCan make a good manTurn bad

Hush : Au where small towns suck, Louis is losing it, and Harry’s just too perfect.

Rubik’s Cube by Athlete

The world is too heavyToo big for my shouldersCome take this weight off me now

Where Your Heart Is: Louis is ready for his brand new adventure. So what if he suffers from a genetic condition that prevents him from being touched? College is going to be awesome. It has to. Karma kind of owes him right now. Forget about his overprotective mother, or Liam– his entirely too chipper step brother– or his mess of a roommate. Forget about the gloves he has to wear at all times. He’s here to expand his knowledge, write and drown himself in books – No matter how distracting ‘Hallway Boy’ may be– The obnoxious, flirty frat wannabe determined to become the bane of Louis’ existence.

Running Back To You by For The Foxes

Hey, old lover, when you fall asleepThere’s a piece of you in every song I singWhere your childhood runs wild and freeWithout me

Empty Skies : For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream – making it big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him.Louis is part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul. He’s still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to complain?

Miss You by The Rolling Stones

I’ve been holding out so longI’ve been sleeping all alone

Here In The Afterglow : 1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

I’ve Just Seen A Face by Jim Sturgess

I’ve just seen a face,I can’t forget the time or placeWhere we just met

Nameless Night : For their 18th birthday, every person receives a letter that reads a simple date. That is the date you’ll meet your soulmate. Harry and Louis have different beliefs, live in different worlds and have different dreams, hopes and fears. Yet, they’re not so different from each other when it comes to love. When their paths cross, there is no doubt they belong together. Except for that one, essential difference: they didn’t receive the same date.

I Melt With You by Modern English

I’ll stop the world and melt with you You’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time There’s nothing you and I won’t do

Outwit, Outplay, Outlast : A Survivor All-Stars AU in which Harry and Louis are just in this game to win the million dollars, but they end up with something better.

Sweet Disposition by Temper Trap

So stay there'Cause I’ll be coming overAnd while our blood’s still youngIt’s so young, it runsAnd won’t stop 'til it’s overWon’t stop to surrender

Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose : American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Personal Jesus by Depeche Mode

Someone to hear your prayersSomeone who caresYour own personal Jesus

Escapade : In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He’s rich. He’s handsome. He’s reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

Take On Me by A-ha

Take me on, (take on me)I’ll be goneIn a day or two

Wild and Unruly: Harry is a cowboy sitting on the biggest oil reservoir in Wyoming, and Louis is the paralegal assigned to pressure him into selling his land.

Bloodstream by Transviolet

Outlaw love, make you lose control

Wanted Most : Louis Tomlinson is a thief, and a damn good one at that. Most have heard of him. Most don’t understand him. And Harry Styles is the FBI agent who can never seem to catch him.

Boys by Charli XCX

Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys

Wings to Break Your Fall : Strip club AU. Harry’s work and family are keeping him busy. He really isn’t looking for a relationship, doesn’t want one. He just wants Louis. Problem is, Louis has other plans.

Closer by Tegan and Sara

Here comes the breath before we get a little bit closerHere comes the rush before we touch, come a little closer

The Night Sky is Changing Overhead : Harry is a tattoo artist, Louis is a drama professor, and they meet during an argument at a café.

Electric Love by BORNS

Baby you’re like lightning in a bottleI can’t let you go now that I got it

Pillow Talk : When Harry starts having confusing feelings for a male classmate, his sister’s best friend, Louis, helps him figure himself out. Cue lots of kissing, sex, and falling in love.

Safe And Sound by Capital Cities

I could show you loveIn a tidal wave of mysteryYou’ll still be standing next to me

Adore You : Against his wishes, Harry spends the holidays at his family’s summer estate, and is reluctantly pulled into a courtship he didn’t ask for. Harry doesn’t want to get married, but Louis does. They don’t fit, but then again they really, really do. Vaguely set in the 1920’s. Headpieces, jazz, fashionable canes, and flapper dresses, and that.

Fashion by The Royal Concept

'Cause I love the way you wear on meAnd your fashion is so wild and freeHoney, lovin’ you ain’t easy,But I’m not gonna leave you, no, noSo, baby, put your dope-ass crazy fashion on me

A Million Roses (Bathed In Rock N Roll) : Harry sings in smoky dive bars; Louis misses his flight home. they go to coney island in the morning.

What I Like About You by The Romantics

What I like about you, you really know how to danceWhen you go up, down, jump around, think about true romance, yea

Hold Me Closer : Louis Tomlinson is one of the most promising dancers of the English National Ballet, on track to become the youngest principal dancer in the company’s history. That is, until forces conspire to significantly complicate his life, including: a surprise ballet, an unfairly attractive guest choreographer, and being pushed into a rivalry with his best mate. Featuring lots of wine, dancing, pining, and a happy ending.

Feel Like Makin Love by Bad Company

And if I had the sun and moonAnd they were shinin’I would give you both night and dayLove satisfying

Loving You Is Free : Louis is a workaholic record label CEO who hasn’t been on a date in nearly a year. Niall and Liam make an account for him on a sugar dating website as a joke. And then Louis meets Harry.

Flowers In The Window by Travis

When I first held you I was coldA melting snowman I was toldBut there was no-one there to hold beforeI swore that I would be alone for ever more

Into The Blue : AU. In which Louis is Harry’s scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can’t be all that difficult to convince Harry that they’re on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.

Yellow by Coldplay

Look at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd everything you doYeah they were all yellow

Strawberry Milk Series : An au where Harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and Louis’ just trying to figure out whats wrong with him

I’d Rather Be With You by Joshua Radin

Finally see you were naturallyThe one to make it so easy when you show me the truthYeah, yeah I’d rather be with youSay you want the same thing too

Speaking of Marvels : AU. Louis is a nanny in suburban New Jersey, and the neighbors’ son is home from college for the summer. It was supposed to be a fling.

Friends by Ed Sheeran

And if you know me like I know youYou should love me, you should know

You Are The Blood : A seventh-year Hogwarts AU in which Niall gets all the girls, Liam goes on a journey of self-discovery, Zayn falls in love, Harry wants something more, and Louis tries to figure out once and for all why he, a Muggleborn, was sorted into Slytherin.

Fallingforyou by The 1975

According to your heartMy place is not deliberateFeeling of your armsI don’t want to be your friend, I want to kiss your neck

Unbelievers : It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

Stand By Me by Florence + The Machine

No I won’t be afraidJust as long as you stand, stand by me

Give Me Truths : Louis is a psychology student with a tattoo count as high as his genius IQ. Harry is in a (sort-of) relationship with a homophobic man and hates himself a little more every day. Things fall apart and Louis puts him back together.Or, the one in which Louis falls in love with a fragile boy and tells him every beautiful truth in the world, as long as it makes him happy.

Love On Top by Beyonce

Now everybody ask me why I’m smiling out from ear to earBut I know Nothing’s perfect but it’s worth it

Bloodline : Louis doesn’t know how to feel when his best friend, Liam, finds out about a brother that he never knew, who was placed for adoption before he was born and is bursting into his life at twenty-four years old. Louis is very wary of the man who might replace him. He has always thought of Liam as his own brother. What if Liam doesn’t need him anymore? What if there’s no room for Louis? After all, blood runs thicker than water. Louis doesn’t like Liam’s new brother and he doesn’t even know him. That’s irrelevant, though. He doesn’t like him. He doesn’t trust him. He doesn’t want him hanging around. He doesn’t want anything to do with him.That is, until he meets him.

Perfect by Ed Sheeran

I found a love to carry more than just my secrets

Dance to the Distortion : Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.

Look After You by The Fray

When I’m losing my control, the city spins aroundYou’re the only one who knows, you slow it down

Gods & Monsters : The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that’s exactly what he did.

Flowers In Your Hair by The Lumineers

And romanticized the time I sawFlowers in your hair

Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart : Louis is ready to find the love of his life, but first he has to stop falling for the punk rocker next door.

So Easy

Like a rainbow in a rainstorm makes the flowers growYou’re the reason, I believe in, something I don’t know

When We Were Younger : Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.

Ho Hey

I belong with you, you belong with me, you’re my sweetheart

California Sold : Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever. A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

Me And You by Jake Bugg

All of these people want us to failI won’t let that happen noJust you believe meI’ll hide you discreetlyDiscreetly from this cold world

Cupid’s Defense : In which Harry is Cupid, Louis and Liam own a law firm, and they’re all getting sued.

Fire And The Flood by Vance Joy

Since we met I feel a lightness in my stepYou’re miles away but I still feel youAnywhere I go there you are

Chasing Empty Spaces : The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson.

I Will Wait by Mumford & Sons

You forgave and I won’t forget

Feels Like Coming Home : The last thing Harry Styles expects when he’s hanging out at the Someday Cafe in Somerville one rainy October day is for his ex, Louis Tomlinson to walk through the door, but that’s exactly what happens. After a spectacularly ugly break-up three years prior, Harry hasn’t heard one word from Louis, and he’s moved on. Gotten over him. But having Louis back in his life, not to mention working at the restaurant where he’s a chef, isn’t easy, and the feelings that Harry thought he’d left turn out to be not so easily forgotten.

#I............I am embarassed and also proud of just how detailed this rec got #holy fuck that's a 57 fic rec #I have peaked ma dudes #asks #fic rec

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2020

1: What did you do in 2020 that you’d never done before? - stay indoors/within a 5km radius from the house for 9 months, fuck the pandemic

2: Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? - My resolution was “Life Level Up” and while I did make my room/office look better, not so much. I learned how to Adobe XD. That’s it. Sure yeah.

3: Did anyone close to you give birth? - My blockmate!

4: Did anyone close to you die? - My grandma, and a grand-aunt who died from COVID

5: What countries did you visit? - COVID LOLOLOLOLOLOL

6: What would you like to have in 2021 that you lacked in 2020 - SELF-DISCIPLINE, BETTER TIME MANAGEMENT SO I CAN HAVE TIME TO READ AND EXERCISE, LESS YOUTUBE TIME.

7: What dates from 2020 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? - May 28, when I went home after being stuck in my aunt’s house for 3 months

8: What was your biggest achievement of the year? - Got a great job and my artwork I did for them are all sold out!

9: What was your biggest failure? - TOO MUCH ONLINE SHOPPING.

10: Did you suffer illness or injury? - THANK GOD NO. Just allergies.

11: What was the best thing you bought? - Hades on Steam

12: Whose behavior merited celebration? - all frontliners during the pandemic

13: Whose behavior made you appalled? - D/U/3/0 should just die and rot, since that’s what he’s expecting us to do

14: Where did most of your money go? - ONLINE SHOPPING, washi tapes, an iPhone X. WTF. :/

15: What did you get really, really, really excited about? - when my bosses get excited by my work

16: What song will always remind you of 2020? - all of Taylor Swift’s folklore

17: Compared to this time last year, are you: (a) happier or sadder? (b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer? - a) sadder b) FATTEST I’VE BEEN!!! c) richer but broke!

18: What do you wish you’d done more of? - I wish I could’ve gone out more but COVID LMAO

19: What do you wish you’d done less of? - PROCRASTINATING

20: How did you spend Christmas? - at home, with homemade ham

21: Did you fall in love in 2020? - No. Tried OKCupid tho, a lot of guys liked me.

22: What was your favorite TV program? - Lovecraft Country, Star Trek: Discovery

23: Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? - too many people came out as apathetic or pretending to be woke

24: What was the best book you read? - Gou Tanabe’s manga adaptation of At The Mountains of Madness, Jean Rhys’ The Wide Sargasso Sea

25: What was your greatest musical discovery? - Taylor Swift’s folklore

26: What did you want and get? - a desk, a tripod, softboxes

27: What did you want and not get? - I did not meet my friends, I did not read more, I did not really learn proper UX

28: What was your favorite film of this year? - 2020 changed my life movie-wise. I finally got to see the Marlene Dietrich films by Josef von Sternberg, and some movies of Agnes Varda which blew me away. Sciamma’s Portrait of a Lady on Fire might be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and when I went down to the basement with Bong Joon Ho’s Parasite my expectations of horror/thriller went up.

29: What one thing made your year immeasurably more satisfying? - a great job

30: How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2020? - house shirts and no bra, lol I’m stuck at home

31: What kept you sane? - Movies, biking in the neighborhood, my dogs

32: Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? - Still Michael Emerson, Dev Patel, Harry Melling (because he looks like a combination of Zach Woods and Tom Middleditch)

33: What political issue stirred you the most? - HAVE YOU SEEN 2020

34: Who did you miss? - THE OUTSIDE

35: Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2020 - Oh my God. Relish the little things. Wash your hands. Compassion is necessary. Don’t waste time.

36: Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. - “I want to watch wisteria grow / right over my bare feet / 'cause I haven’t moved in years” - the lakes, Taylor Swift

Things to be thankful for:

being alive during a pandemic

having a job

people I love are safe

doing therapy

Things to improve on:

my time management skills should be better in 2021 because I’m just so tired of not doing things

drawing skills, I need to practice

introspection, because I just had no time

reading time, because lol my mornings

health, because I think sugars and salts destroyed me in 2020

Things I watched:

Celine Sciamma’s Portrait of A Lady On Fire: I can now stop waiting for new movies because none of them can beat this

Agnes Varda’s Cleo from 5 to 7: oh my God

Von Sternberg’s The Scarlet Empress for the grotesque sets and Morocco for Marlene Dietrich, period

Lovecraft Country, episode 7 especially

Star Trek: Discovery because TRILLS!!! A TRILL IN DISCOVERY!!!

Things I listened to:

Taylor Swift’s folklore is *chef’s kiss*

Billie Eilish, my bebe

Lady Gaga’s Chromatica, because I need fun

BTS’ Go as a musical manifesto and Dynamite as a tribute to disco

Things I loved reading:

Katherine Arden’s Winternight Trilogy: a welcome reimagining of Russian folklore

Jean Rhys’ The Wide Sargasso Sea: colonialism is evil and ROCHESTER IS A DICK I AM VINDICATED

Gou Tanabe’s adaptation of At The Mountain of Madness: love Lovecraft’s world but hate his pretentious prose? Read this instead.

Things to look forward to:

GOING OUTSIDE IN AUGUST

getting my shit together and finally having better habits

saving up a lot of money

reading more books

going back to being gluten-free

drawing better

meeting all my friends again

being a partner at work

going through with immigration

loving life more

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newandbrave · 7 years

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Around since 2008, San Francisco based act Bigelow’s Treehouse like to stretch the boundaries of traditional roots rock and Americana, with none other than hard-edged shuffles, deep funk, blues and some occasional twang. Having shared the stage with Bay Area legends like Tia Carrol and Little Wolf and the Hellcats, these guys are appropriately organic, locally grown and cage free (and reassuringly cheaper than a trip to the farmer’s market).

We spoke to the tremendously funny Andrew Balmat; a little about the new single Odd Man Out, but mostly about other stuff.

Q: Hey Andrew, thanks for talking with us. So Bigelow’s Treehouse – I know there’s an interesting story to this name. Is the awesome photo on the cover related to it – its so nostalgic!

A: My pleasure! Naturally, people ask about the name a lot. It came from friend of mine who’s a writer, and he sent me a few band names that all referenced things and places from our childhood. I really liked the sound of Bigelow’s Treehouse—it’s just fun to say—so it stuck.

And it’s a real thing. That’s David Bigelow in the picture from 1969, sliding down the pole and looking a bit scared. I’m maybe 10 years younger than Dave & his brother, so they had no interest in hanging out with me, and I rarely got to go up there. The treehouse, which was made about as well as a real house, took on this mythical status. To me, anyway.

Sadly, David’s not with us anymore, and the neighborhood doesn’t look like it did in that picture. Our song ‘Mr. Leonard’ was inspired partly by a thousand conversations with the family who lived in the house poking out in the top left of the photo. Mr. Leonard passed away this year, too.

I do write songs about other things than my neighbours and their houses. Our new EP will be about my old cat, for example, and then there’s the Bicycle Trilogy…

Q: People aren’t using chords like this any more, which is a shame (the chorus is just a perfect relief to these verses) and I can certainly hear 90’s brit-pop in this track. Who are your influences?

A: Oh, thanks! The song is definitely Brit-influenced, but probably more 60s in my case. I always gravitated toward that older stuff. Kinks, Beatles, and Harry Nilsson, who was American but like a fifth Beatle.

I don’t think of the chords as too weird, but I get what you mean. Things are more layered today and less intricately structured. But I guess it’s not entirely new. James Brown and the later John Coltrane & Miles Davis stuff seemed to sit on one chord a lot. It makes for a dreamy mood.

I love chords, and lately I’ve been noticing how powerful they really are. Use fewer and they can have more power. There’s a Prince song called Hot Thing that is pretty much just one chord, but towards the middle of the song the chord finally changes and it’s an explosion of energy. He also discovered that if you slide across the stage, through the dancer’s legs, tearing her skirt off along the way, that it can really accentuate a chord change. So we’re working on that.

Q: Jay Z is now doing “dad-rap” and you have joked about your music being “dad-rock” but you’re not a dad yourself yet, right? What makes music “dad-rock” is it being a dad, or making music dads might listen to?

A: Well, if Jay Z is ‘dad-rap,’ it looks like I will be pioneering ‘grandpa rock.’

I suppose I always thought of the dads as the ones listening. I think of the dads as older guys who still really care about music and are trying to force their tastes on their kids. But if Wilco and Talking Heads are how your dads try to embarrass you, then you’re doing pretty well. It begs the question, though…what’s ‘mom rock?’

Anyway, I don’t think it’s really about age, it’s just about maturity. When I was a kid, I didn’t want to listen to kids sing. I looked for some kind of wisdom in my music, so I wanted to hear an adult perspective. Not adult like “study hard in school,” but some wisdom like “laughing and crying, you know it’s the same release.” You don’t have to be old, though. Lorde sounded fairly wise at 16. The Beatles weren’t even 30 when they broke up, but by 1966 they were wise. I’m older than them, but it doesn’t feel that way.

Q: I know Bigelow’s Treehouse previously teamed up with Emily Zisman and Ryan Avery (from Chance’s End, who we reviewed last week) on your track “The Herd” a long-time favourite of mine. How did you end up working with those guys?

A: They are great, right? I met Emily years ago. We did some shows together and became friends. She sings on Odd Man Out, too, if you listen closely. Our producer was so excited when she did her part that he told me he was just going to mix my voice out of the song. Super funny guy. He’s dead to me, now.

They say San Francisco is kind of the home of free love, and I think we’re pretty musically promiscuous here, too. We all have our own things going on, but the musicians all get to know each other. I’m very lucky to get to play with Ryan and Emily and so many others – and of course Kitt, Boris, and Adam, who made the songs what they are.

Q. You’re the guitarist and vocalist for the group, and the songwriter too. Where do you draw your inspiration?

A. It’s more or less therapy for me. I write whatever I’m thinking about and I write (or I try to write) the music I would like to hear. My themes tend to be criticism of modern society or of myself, which means there’s no chance of ever running out of material.

But being in my head can be a trap, so I have to be careful. I thought of writing a song called “It’s So Sad to Be Depressed,” because so many of songwriters and artists get caught up in thinking that anyone actually cares about our life’s drama. But really, I think they just want a good soundtrack to their own misery! Music is ultimately entertainment, and once you get to that place, then it can be more. But you have to make someone care first; you can’t just be depressed and call it great art.

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