#haz asked me to post them

[ultravioletness]

I’ve been making gay knights (and ladies) collages on my phone at work

(Part two)

#gay knights #knight x knight #knightcore #medievalcore #pre raphaelite #john william waterhouse #haz asked me to post them #these are in the order that I made them and it’s not even all of them…. #I’ve been having feelings.. about knights and all of that #i can’t tag all the painters I don’t remember them all #the app I used is the one in the watermark #for all your phone background needs #that was my initial goal and then it spiraled out of control #hold on let me add some more silly tags

[w2soneshots]

Ready -W2S

Words: 0.9k+

Warnings: pregnancy.

In which you and Harry prepare for your baby to arrive.

faithlouisak

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y/username: faith you did not!!!!🤣

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user24969101: ethan😭😭

I unexpectedly found out that I was pregnant 6 months ago. I told Harry the night I found out, just after he'd been at a long sidemen shoot. He was shocked and we were both scared but also excited, and there was absolutely no question if we were or weren't going to keep it. Me and Harry have been together for just under 3 years, and had spoken about kids but it wasn't something we were thinking about now. Harry's so busy with videos, meetings etc. I'm very busy with my socials, I lost out on a PLT collab because I was pregnant. I went to the first scan with Faith because Harry couldn't miss a sidemen shoot. We found out that we were having a girl privately in our home then told everyone separately when we saw them.

It's been difficult so far but lately I've been feeling much better about it all. Harry has been trying to spend as much time with me as he possibly can and always profusely apologises when he can't be there for me, bless him. Faith has been a major help, I've also learned a lot about babies since I spend so much time with Olive. All of the boys have been sweet to. When we told them, Harry brought me along to a more sidemen shoot. As we were sitting on the couch Harry suddenly blurted out "by the way I'm gonna need a little time off soon." The boys were confused "what why?" Ethan asked. "Just to look after the baby." Harry said calmly. I tried desperately to hold in my smile. "Baby... what do you- OH MY GOD!" JJ jumped up with excitement. I smiled "surprise!" They all immediately began congratulating us.

Today it's Harry's day off and we're going shopping for the baby's nursery. We haven't had much spare time to buy anything. But one night, after he'd been out all day, Harry came home with a little white polar bear sleep suit along with some matching booties. My hormones were clearly all over the place because I ended up in tears because of how cute it was. I got up and ready, made some breakfast then woke Harry up. "Haz, wake up!" I said shaking him softly. He yawned "morning." he said with the morning voice I love so much. He got up, we had breakfast, he got dressed, then we left. We got a taxi into central London, payed and thanked the driver then headed straight into the first baby store I spotted.

y/username just posted a new story!

A few hours later after we'd had lunch and spent an unholy amount of money it was time to go home. We got a cab back to our house and Harry carried in all of the bags up through the the door and placed them in the (currently empty) nursery. That night we ordered a crib, dresser/changing table and a few other things we needed for the nursery, clearly buying things for the baby kick-started my brain into realising how un prepared we were.

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y/username: bump is bumpin (second pic is @wrotoshaw after we spent the entire day shopping😂🫶)

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wrotoshaw: I didn't know buying baby clothes was so exhausting

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The next day most of the things arrived, most importantly the crib and dresser. Harry had to be at a sidemen meeting so I decided to begin building some of the little, less heavy things. Later I heard the front door open and padded footsteps toward the nursery. "Hey." I said softly with a smile and tried to stand from my cross legged position. Harry practically launched forward to help me up. I laughed "thank you." and made a face. He furrowed his brows "what?" He asked with a slight smirk. "You're just really cute." I said and pecked him on the lips.

We ordered some dinner and after we ate we got straight back to working on the nursery. And thankfully I now had Harry to move all of the heavy things around. "No, the other way!" I said pointing from the instructions then back to the half built crib. "Ah, there we go!" he said as it clicked into place. Soon the entire crib was built, along with the dresser and everything else. It was pretty much done, just needed some decorations.

We stood by the door and admired the room. A tear slid down my cheek. "Are you ok?" Harry asked with slight panic in his voice. I looked at him "fine, I just- I was terrified when I first found out we were gonna have a baby, that would be my responsibility to keep alive and healthy. But now I- I feel ready to be a mum." I said with a sniffle. He smiled and pulled me into a soft hug. "You're gonna be an incredible mum." he said into my hair. I pulled back and smiled "and you'll be an amazing dad." I said. He placed a hand on my bump "I love you both so much." he said as his eyes flickered down to my belly. "We love you too."

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #w2s #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #faith kelly #dad!harry #fluff

[lumosinlove]

Hi hi!!

As Vaincre begins to wind down (couple chapters left!!), I am getting so so excited to start posting Breakaway.

And…I am hoping to post it on Patreon!

This would be a big decision to make—I know many are looking forward to Breakaway especially, and I know that not everyone has the ability to partake in Patreon.

I ADORE this community!!! It is one of the most fun, cherished parts of my life. I’ll never be able to thank you all enough for your support. You’ve allowed me to grow as a writer! I’m now looking to take the next step as an author. I not only want to keep dedicating time to these characters and this universe, I’d like to be able to dedicate more time. A Patreon would go so far in helping me achieve that!

For anyone who doesn’t know, Breakaway is the Sweater Weather prequel! It follows Finn and Logan as they fall in love over the years they were in college together. The story will start at the first time they meet, the first time they’re on the ice together, the first inkling of there being something more between them…We’ll see them through adventures, injury, and heartache. We’ll end…Well I won’t tell you that yet :)

Don’t worry—Tumblr/Ao3 would still be going strong.

Here’s everything that is coming up on Tumblr & Ao3:

Thread of Gold

Zombie!au (Working title: KEEPSAKE)

Relic Keel (probably a bit of a re-write)

12 Days of Winterfics

& other stories to come!

I’d love to know who might be interested in subscribing to Patreon.

Here are what the tiers would most likely look like:

TIER ONE: $2/month:

General support

Posts about the real hockey world

Daily headcanons

Writing snippets

TIER TWO: $5/month: Everything in tier one plus:

Two chapters of Breakaway every month

Exclusive short stories

Exclusive artwork

TIER THREE: $10/month: Everything in the first two tiers plus:

Posts about my writing craft and process

Monthly Q&As

More surprises that I’ll come up with! I’ve always enjoyed evolving new things to create, and seeing what you all enjoy is a big part of that.

If you could please send me an ask if you’d be interested in subscribing! <3 <3 <3

As always, I’m so so grateful for all of your support over this last decade—wow I can’t believe it’s been that long!! I wouldn’t be where I am as a writer or person without ANY of you—thank you thank you.

Love, Haz

#sweater weather lumosinlove #lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #breakaway lumosinlove

[hlficlibrary]

✤ New Year's Eve Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ You’ve Got My Devotion (Hate You Sometimes) by lucythegoosey / @harryrainbows {E, 95k}

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.

Or: Harry and Louis are forced to fake-date after an old video from when they were dating emerges.

2️⃣ baby we could be enough (i'll make this feel like home) by orphan_account {M. 52k}

“Did you clean the table?” Harry asks Louis once Rose is done speaking, now occupied with trying to see if she can reach over and touch Harry’s hair from where she’s sat. At Louis’ nod, Harry frowns. “You didn’t have to do that. You’re my guests here, I could’ve dealt with it later.”

Louis just smiles easily, though, adjusting Rose on his lap so that she’s facing Harry better. She manages to tug on a loose wave of hair, and she makes a noise of triumph that both Louis and Harry smile at.

“I don’t mind,” Louis murmurs to Harry, even though he’s looking at Rose. “This one here seemed very excited to talk to you.”

And, okay. Harry can’t help but think of how domestic this feels, all of a sudden.

[harry is a photographer who's trying to find his place. louis is a single father with a smile that feels like home.]

3️⃣ Can’t Hide It, You Might As Well Embrace It by supernope {E, 67k}

Together since they were teenagers, Harry and Louis are professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They may also secretly be married.

4️⃣ And Touch Me Like You Never by runaway_train / @runaway-train-works {E, 35k}

“Lets move back a bit yeah?” Harry clutches at his waist with a free hand and tugs him to move through the crowd until they are almost at the back of the group and settles them both beside the far wall. “There. That better?”

Louis looks up at him, as if he’s a tad dazed. “Uh, yeah, thanks. Can’t really see much from back here either though.”

Harry lifts a shoulder and grins at him, placing a hand on the wall behind Louis to pen him in. “We’ll just have to create our own fireworks then, won’t we?” He says it jokingly with a wink, and Louis laughs but he seems nervous. He must know that Harry is harmlessly flirting. Harry flirts with everyone after all, including Louis.

“Do you think this is a good idea Haz?” Louis asks quietly, almost too quietly in the clamour of the room, his head bowed as he scuffs his shoe on the carpet.

“Stop over thinking it Lou, it’s one kiss. What’s the worst that could happen?”

Or The one where Harry and Louis agree to be each other's New Year's kiss and it ends up being a lot more than they bargained for.

5️⃣ six feet beneath the moon by @starseas {NR, 25k}

AU. takes place over one night. harry and louis meet at a going away party.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 like cranberries on a winter evening by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou {G, 57k}

Louis hates Christmas. With good reason, too. And no, he doesn’t want to talk about it.

When research for his next novel leads Louis to the website of a quirky little hotel in Northumberland, there is exactly one room available for the two weeks that Louis really wants to get away from his family.

Will the fairy lights, kind smiles, homemade pastries, and genuine friendships awaiting him in Harry Styles’ hotel be enough to cause Louis a change of heart?

💎 Never Walk Away (A Man Can Be Kind) by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove {T, 8k}

Louis and Harry have recently ended their three year relationship. But maybe a little holiday magic can bring them back together.

“I don’t know why you’re so nice to that louse,” Oli says as the taxi pulls away from the curb.Louis glances back through the window. Harry is still standing on the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, watching them go. “He’s not a louse,” he says absently.“He hurt you.”“I hurt him,” Louis replies. “And he didn’t mean to. It was inevitable. It’s not his fault. It is what it is.”Oli is silent for a long moment. At last, he sighs. “Someday you’re going to have to stop being afraid.”

💎 Rapture by @allwaswell16 {E, 3k}

It was New Year's Eve in Victorian London, and a lonely vampire could no longer resist the stunning lamplighter he watched night after night.

Or, a vampire Harry fic because what says the holidays like Victorian vampires?

💎 so c'mon c'mon (and dance with me baby) by theweightofmywords / @lil0 {NR, 3k}

Determinedly, he rushes back to where the DJ’s loud music can drown out his loud and racing thoughts, where there is free champagne, and where there is a kind man, hopefully, still waiting for him.

His chest unfurls with relief as he spots Harry, now with a martini in hand. He is standing steadfastly at their cocktail table, and Louis feels an odd sort of kinship when he sees his new friend. Harry straightens up as he sees Louis approaching.

“Did you find-”

“Let’s dance,” Louis cuts him off. Thankfully, Harry doesn’t ask questions.

Louis and Harry meet at a corporate holiday party, drink copious amounts of champagne, dance like fools, steal rich people's food, and possibly, just maybe, fall in love.

💎 Know What You Need by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense {E, 3k}

Harry always thinks he knows what he needs, but Louis knows better.

#ficrec #newyearseve #hlcreators #hljournal #trackinghappily #1dficvillage #nonsensedarling #theweightofmywords #allwaswell16 #livelaughlovelarry #supernope #4ureyesonly28 #starseas #runawaytrain #lucythegoosey

[lunarheslwt]

28th appreciation fic recs: February edition

Hi! Welcome to the February fic rec list! I wanted to put together all the fics I've read and loved over this month for the 28th appreciation, so here they are! Click on the links for full tags and summaries. If you read any of these make sure to show the authors some love by leaving kudos and comments, and sharing any fic posts!

☁️To you I can admit, I'm just too soft for all of it by @starryhaze28

(28k / not rated / non traditional a/b/o)

“Harry?” Louis asks when he hears the frantic crying coming through the speaker. “H, darling what's wrong?” Concerned, Louis puts on his shoes as he keeps hearing the sobs. It’s the middle of the night and the phone call has definitely pulled Louis out of his deep slumber, but Harry is crying, and Louis has to be with him. “It’ll be okay, baby, I'm gonna come over, okay? You just- Haz you have to send me your address, yeah? Can you do that for me?” Louis asks, trying to remain as poised as possible as he presses his phone between his ear and shoulder so he can grab his jacket. “No.” Harry cries out. “It's all wrong, Lou- It’s-” Another sob. “I hate it, Lou, I hate it so, so much, make it stop.” the nesting shop au

Thoughts: the softest dearest thing you'll read, characters I would die for, a true comfort read

☁️While you're figuring it out by @silverstuff50

(4k / E / wholesome bdsm)

Harry is in a rut and his mood is getting lower and lower. Louis helps him with love and kink.

Thoughts: if you love kink, and if you love the softness and emotions that come with established relationships, then this is for you, its the perfect combination!

☁️On that note by @allwaswell16

(6k / E / pen pals, getting together)

Louis’ office job on an omega only floor would be absolutely fine, if not for the alphas he and his friends have to deal with in the building. But although they’ve never met face to face, the friendly notes sent between him and Harry in Purchasing help him get through the day.

Thoughts: this was so cute, and Louis' character esp is so endearing, and the way they get together is so precious !

☁️(drippin' on me) till my feet are wet by @justanothershadeofblue

(3k / E / watersports)

They’ve known each other so long, is the thing. More than a decade, at this point; their entire adult lives. They know each other with a deep and abiding familiarity, know each other's ins and outs, hopes and fears, secrets and kinks. There’s nothing hidden between them, and little that escapes each other’s notice. All of which is to say, Louis knows exactly what Harry’s up to, making this huge pitcher of lemonade and waiting until the lads were out the door to bring it outside and press a cold glass into Louis’ hand. He’d poured the liquid carefully, sunglasses concealing his gaze as he filled it to the top. “Drink up,” Harry had said, and Louis had, tipping the contents down his throat in one long pull, letting a few drops slip free and run down, chilled and sweet, into his short beard. He’d caught Harry’s eye and held out his glass for more. “Good,” Harry had said, voice deep, and filled it again.

Thoughts: so. fucking. hot. And bonus: the tenderness that comes with established relationship. Best of both worlds really, so it's perfection.

☁️We don't fight fair by @hellolovers13

(2k / E / chase, non traditional a/b/o)

“What, you think I'll just roll over for you now?” The smirk on Louis’ face was almost devilish. “Yes,” He breathed against Harry’s lips, cocky and sure, like it was a fact of life. It sent all kinds of shivers through Harry. God, but he wanted to. Wanted Louis to have him right against this wall, let everyone see how he fell apart under him. But not tonight. Harry fixed his posture, standing up straighter and trying to get himself under control. “I don't think so, omega.” Or: Nothing like a little chase to start off Louis' heat.

Thoughts: *muffled screaming*. Genuinely was so hot I was speechless for a good while. If that's not convincing: there's a chase. And it's O/O. I'm begging y'all to go read this.

☁️Man spreading by @red-pandaaa

(2k / E / pwp)

“Manspreading is such a bad habit,” Harry said, mainly because he felt like he was obligated to. “Is that so?” Louis said, in a tone that challenged Harry to disagree. Harry nodded as firmly as he could. “I think you should try to tone down the manspreading a bit.” “Maybe I should spread out my man instead,” Louis mused. OR Harry complains about Louis manspreading, Louis makes a joke, and rimming ensues

Thoughts: short and sexy, i loved it sm, this ones for the uh...rimming enthusiasts!

☁️Trippin', Stumblin' by @itsnotreal

(4k / M / friends to lovers fluff)

Harry was falling for Louis. No, really. He was literally falling for Louis— well, okay, maybe it was because of him. Technicalities. Or the one where Harry is super clumsy but still manages to catch Louis’ attention.

Thoughts: nervous awkward harry is so precious to me, this was so fucking cute and PRECIOUS

☁️You can try to hide by @itsnotreal

(6k / E / cnc, hunter prey kink)

Harry has managed to keep his innermost thoughts at bay when he’s around Louis, but what happens when he shows up unannounced one night when Harry’s at his most vulnerable.

Thoughts: read tags! cnc done WELL, so gripping so thrilling, so hot. The mind reading is SUCH a nice touch ahhhh

☁️Shut your mouth, baby by @larry-hiatus

(3k / E / new years smut)

While fooling around in a closet at a New Year’s Eve party, Louis can’t seem to keep quiet. All he needs to do is hold off until midnight, when Harry will finally uncover his mouth and let him come at full volume.

Thoughts: Em never misses with the smut so this is another banger, bonus: desperate overwhelmed Louis. So. 10/10 in my mind.

And that's it! Yet another short list bc I've been so tired and falling asleep before I could read sigh. Also yes literally almost all are smut but in my defence it's because I didn't get time to read long fics and short ones are usually smut. But then again we love and support smut in this house so you're welcome. Send some love to the authors if you check out any of these!!

#28th appreciation #February 2024 reads #monthly rec list #larry fic recs #hlficlibrary

[rmd-writes]

Firstprince eating off each others plates! (See my DM about specific vibes if I’m allowed 😂)

I’ve assigned each prompt I received a number and am using a random number generator to choose which prompt to write because I got quite a few from you all! If you’ve sent me one, I promise I will get to it!! Because I’m using these prompts to try to shake words loose after a bout of writer’s block, these are all just whatever I can come up with in ~20min and barely edited 💖

Thanks for the prompt, Ally! Hopefully I’ve captured the vibes you asked for here 🙏🏽

Seeing as it’s Sunday night, I’m taking the opportunity to use this as my seven sentence/snippet Sunday post!

24. Eating off each other’s plates

“Hello, strumpet,” a familiar voice says from the doorway.

Alex twists in his chair to confirm what he knows – Pez is standing in the doorway.

“You look in dire need of an intervention, poppet,” Pez declares as he crosses the room.

“Hey Pez,” Alex says, leaning forward to accept the cheek kiss that Pez offers. “You’re looking fabulous.”

“Always,” he replies, spinning so that Alex can get the full effect of his cropped, lavender hair, floral blouse and tight black jeans cuffed above embossed black patent leather combat boots. “This is an intervention by the way. Henry sent me up, certain that I might have better luck coaxing you out of this den.”

Alex looks around. There are stacks of paper covering his desk, and the floor. As well as textbooks, pens and several empty coffee mugs strewn across his desk.

“I’m studying, I don’t need a fucking intervention,” he insists.

Pez wrinkles his nose. “Oh honey, you do. Trust me. Up you pop! Haz tells me you’ve found some amazing food trucks close by and there are empanadas calling my name.”

—

Alex sits beside Henry, their shoulders and knees pressed together as they eat, while Pez sits across from them moaning obscenely as he eats the empanadas and declares them “the best thing I’ve ever put in my mouth.”

“High praise, considering the long list of things that have been in your mouth,” Henry says drily.

Pez is clearly delighted by his friend’s response and Alex grins. He loves it when Henry is like this – happy and relaxed enough to let his snarky side out. There are very few people who get to see this side of him, but it might be Alex’s favourite.

Alex had ordered every kind of empanada on offer in rapid-fire Spanish, gesturing at Pez and explaining to the woman behind the counter why he and Henry weren’t just ordering their standard order.

There’s an array of paper boats holding the crescent-shaped pastries on the table and Alex has one in front of him.

“Is that the chorizo?” Henry asks him. Alex nods. “Here, swap, I have your favourite spicy beef ones.”

Alex sucks a bit of filling off the end of his thumb before reaching for the paper tray in front of Henry. He doesn’t miss the way that Henry’s eyes dip to his mouth as he does so, or the way that Henry’s pupils dilate a little. He smirks.

And if he makes sure to get some of the coriander crema on his finger when he dips his empanada into the container so that he can lick it off again, well, no one can prove it was deliberate.

(You can read all of my intimate moments prompts here)

Thanks for the tags @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @redshirt2 💖

Tagging @welcometololaland @lightningboltreader @everwitch-magiks @clottedcreamfudge @rosedavid @lilythesilly @nontoxic-writes @stutteringpeach @inexplicablymine @daisymae-12 (art wip maybe?) @jesuisici33 @hippolotamus @stereopticons @kiwiana-writes @carlos-in-glasses @liminalmemories21 @reyesstrand @freneticfloetry @strandnreyes @three-drink-amy @alrightbuckaroo to please leave me with snippets to wake up to??? 💖

#firstprince fic #rwrb fic #rwrb #firstprince #snippet Sunday #rmd writes #rmd writes: rwrb snippet #intimate moments prompts #prompt fill

[dykevanny]

HIYA !! MY NAME’S HAZ BUT FEEL FREE TO CALL ME WHAVETER <3 I USE HE/IT BTW (pls no they them) AND THIS IS MY FNAF SIDEBLOG :3 (I follow from corvidcrowned)

HERE’S MY STRAWPAGE :3 PLS TAKE A LOOK !!

I post a lot of art!! If you want to use it for something, I’d like it a lot if you’d ask first, anonymously is fine! And always always credit me please!! Right off the bat I’m fine with pfps/headers and the like <3

I also am pretty open to art requests!! If you send me an ask I’ll draw something for you. Try it. Right now. I dare you. (Jk don’t feel pressured<3) i also love interacting I just get shy abt reaching out ;w; if we’re mutuals I’d love to chat <3

I know these are kind of pointless, but… please don’t interact if you’re proship,, it’s lots of fun to explore darker themes in media, hell I do it too, but if you’re romanticizing pedophilia, abuse, incest etc I really do not want to see that at all.

Also terfs fucking die on a hill challenge. And eh just don’t come here if you’re an asshole <3

#my art #adjacent #Ao3’s biohazardbird #Killer rabbits #runaway au #Werebunny au

[umbraticstickerz]

Content warning for talking about nsfw topics and mention of suibaiting

I use the term 'schizo' here as a shortening of 'schizophrenia' this is just for ease of writing as I'm mentally exaughsted. I do not condone people using the term 'schizo' if they're not schizophrenic.

Okay I'm far calmer now but I feel this needs to be stated because I genuinely can't believe so many are tolerating this behavior.

Minors SHOULD NOT be posting kink art, at all. Especially they shouldn't be showing it to other minors regardless of if the work is 'sfw'.

The fact I've seen several people tolerating a minor making inflation and weight gain content and calling those against it fatphobic genuinely disgusts me. A person is not fat phobic for criticizing a kid making kink content.

The excuse that it was just comfort stuff doesn't work either because not only were hastags for the kinks themselves used, but an art piece reposted on that account was actual genuine fat fetish artwork. Terms like Vore, and talking about wanting to make a vore piece were also mentioned. Vore is inherently a kink and exclusively a kink for being eaten alive. Kinks themselves can be coping mechanisms so trying to claim it is such doesn't change that it was kink content. Regardless you would've been actively putting yourself in harms way for creeps who did view it sexually to interact with you.

Lilith you, and your friends, actively were harassing Haz for criticizing(justifiably) vaguely what you were doing. I especially do not like how you actively tried to paint an anonymous person sending asks that can be literally anyone, hell can literally be you because you can send anon asks to yourself, as if the Anon was Haz with literally 0 proof. I'm genuinely pissed that you only apologized to me, which you did after I made it clear to you I DO NOT WANT an apology from you as I WOULD NOT forgive you. I especially won't forgive you after you attempted to suibaited me to attempt to guilt me into forgiving you. The timing of that post being MINUTES after I told you explicitly to leave me alone for like the 5th time and that I just calmed down from a panic attack makes me come to that conclusion that was what you were actively doing.

I could genuinely be misinterpreting but this is still how that came off.

I am schizophrenic, I'm public about this fact, you knew this fact. For those who don't know, Schizo is not just seeing things. Its a disorder that severe paranoia, delusions, etc. Stress induced episodes are possible.

Your actions already triggered my paranoia really badly. Especially after the suibaiting, Suicide is already a massive trigger for me.

I genuinely cannot believe some of you are supporting a person who actively already harassed one person and spread a blatant lie about them, that posting fetish content knowing it will be seen as such, but also actively was triggering a person's mental disorder ignoring the person's pleads to be left alone.

Also DO NOT blame Haz for me finding your kink account for fucks sake. Haz was not why or how I found it, I found it because YOU reblogged it onto your OWN MAIN BLOG. Stop blaming Haz for literally everything. Quit acting like you're some victim in this situation. And get my god damn name out of your mouth. I'm not speaking about this any further and will go back to regularly posting after this. I only made this because this seriously needs to be addressed and y'all need to quit condoning this behavior especially since I know at least some of you are my same age or close to it. Deer Ragdoll you are not exempt either which is why this is being posted on twitter too, I know you're still on your accounts just because you deleted your tumblr doesn't mean I don't know you have a Twitter and can't see that you're still retweeting things. You both need to be held accountable for this genuinely disgusting behavior.

#wii deleted you #cw suibaiting #tw suibaiting #tw fetishization #louies random rat rambles #rant

[gracexthoughts]

of violent delights chap 9

firebolts and firewhiskey

4 february 1996

Mattheo’s POV

“I’m telling you, there’s no way Potter’s got a Firebolt now. They can’t afford that,” Draco says snottily as we make our way down to the Quidditch Pitch with Theo and Marcus. Rumors have been circling for weeks that Harry Potter now has a Firebolt broom but no one has seen it yet. Marcus suggested taking a look while the Gryffindors are out practicing.

“The Potters’ are rich, they just don’t show it off like you do, Draco,” I grumble, shoving my cousin’s shoulder lightly. 

“How do you know?” Draco scoffs. 

“Oh, Riddle here is now an expert on all things Euphemia Potter,” Theo chuckles, stubbing a cigarette under his shoe. 

“What?” Draco and Marcus ask in tandem, making me roll my eyes. Since my friends found Mia and I in the Astronomy Tower earlier in the week, they have taken every opportunity to rib me about it. Glad to add Draco and Marcus to that list.

“Don’t listen to Theo. He’s just being an arse,” I grumble, shoving my hands in my pockets. I don’t mention that I find myself thinking about Mia more and more lately, how our prefect rounds have been less of a dreaded task every week. Things aren’t perfect, we still bite and snap at each other but since Sunday, our banter has been turning more playful, still sharp but less designed to actually hurt.  

“You better not be going soft on me, Riddle,” Marcus starts in but before he can continue we are interrupted by cheers as we near the pitch. Laughter and cheers echo across the grounds as Harry flies up over the stands faster than I’ve ever seen, catching the Snitch with ease. 

“Salazar Slytherin, he does have it,” Theo mumbles. 

The four of us move quickly to enter the stands and climb up to one of the professor’s boxes, where we will be able to watch and less likely to be seen. We watch in begrudging silence as the Gryffindor team finish running their drills, clearly in top form, and their practice comes to an end. The team whoops and hollers as they land, confident in their win tomorrow with Potter’s new broom. The team converses for a moment before moving to exit the pitch but Mia, Harry, and Ron stay on the pitch, Madam Hooch seemingly asleep in the stands below. 

Theo, Marcus and Draco talking lowly about strategy as Ron takes a turn on the new broom but I’m more focused on Mia. Her back is to me but even so I can hear her talking with her brother, cheering on the boy above, and laughing. Fuck that laugh… Soon, Ron lands uneasily on the broom, babbling to Harry about how great it is and Harry offers it to Mia. I watch in the fading light as Mia grins mischievously, setting her own Nimbus aside and mounting the Firebolt.

She bolts upwards in the sky, quickly looping the pitch. Ever since our third year, I’ve been secretly jealous of the way Euphemia Potter flies. Even though I’ve been riding a broom for as long as I can remember, Mia can out fly me with ease. Like she was born to live in the air rather than walk on solid ground. 

She loops around the goal posts, flying through the hoops and weaving madly, her laughter ringing out over the pitch as she flys better than I’ve seen. I watch, in awe, as slows her speed, hopping off the broom before it's stopped, laughing wildly all the way. “I think you’ve ruined my Nimbus for me, Haz,” she laughs, shaking her head and handing her brother back the broom. 

“Get one for yourself, then!” Harry laughs. 

“Then Gryffindor will be practically unbeatable!” Ron whoops, finally waking Madam Hooch. Theo, Marcus, Draco and I duck below the railing of the stands while Hooch scolds the trio. I peek over the railing in time to see Hooch leading them off the pitch but before Mia disappears, she looks up in our direction, right at me. She stops for a moment holding eye contact for a moment, a smirk growing on her lips, before ducking under the stands and disappearing from view. 

“Draco, you better start practicing if you’re gonna have any chance of catching the snitch against Potter,” Marcus grumbles, causing Draco’s face to sour further. 

5 february 1997

Euphemia’s POV

I walk quickly through the corridors, my scarlet Quidditch robes trailing in my wake and my broom in my hand as I rush down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I’m running a little late due to sleeping in longer than I meant to. After practice last night, I started working on an essay for Potions and lost track of the time and before I knew it, it was nearly 2AM. I run down the last of the stairs and rush through the last corridor. As I turn the corner, I see Riddle leaning against the wall outside the Great Hall, one leg kicked up against the wall behind him. “Stalking me now, Riddle?” I ask teasingly as I near him, noticing his fingers fiddling with a cigarette. He looks up at me and pushes off the wall to close some of the distance between us. 

“Last I check, you don’t own the Great Hall, princess,” he quips back, pointing at me with the cigarette. 

“True, but if I tell Wood you were spying on practice last night he’ll flip his lid,” I point out. I noticed him up in the stands as I was flying the Firebolt, along with some of his buddies. I won’t actually tell Wood but I wanted Mattheo to know I know. Since Sunday, he and I are still trying to figure out how to be around each other without biting each other's heads off. Thursday rounds we talked about music, but we snapped at each other quite a few times on Tuesday night. Mattheo watches me with a mischievous smirk, searching my face to decipher if I’m bluffing. Eventually he shrugs, putting his hands in his pockets. 

“Didn’t care about your practice. We just wanted to see if the rumors were true.” 

“What rumors?” I ask innocently.

“That somehow your little brother’s got a brand new, fancy broom. How’d you swing that Christmas gift, princess?” Mattheo asks.

“Maybe I didn’t,” I shrug. While the professors have deemed Harry’s broom safe to ride, we still have no idea who sent it in the first place.

“What-“

“Mia!” Mattheo and I are interrupted, again, by George emerging from the Great Hall. “Bloody hell, if you don’t get in here soon Wood is gonna have a fit,” George says, eyeing Mattheo and moving to stand at my side. “Riddle.” 

“Weasley,” Mattheo responds, his playful smirk gone. 

“Yeah, anyway,” I say, pushing George away from Mattheo and into the Great Hall, not wanting to deal with any of the lingering tension that remains between Mattheo and the Twins. We reach the Gryffindor table with the rest of the team and I sit next to Fred, resting my broom against the table. As I’m pouring myself a mug of coffee, Malfoy and his lackeys approach Harry. 

“Sure you can handle that broom, Potter?” he sneers. 

“Reckon so,” Harry responds, turning to look at the greasy blonde.

“Too bad it doesn’t come with a parachute-- just in case the dementors decide to come watch again,” Malfoy says maliciously, his lackeys at either side snickering. I share a glance with Fred and roll my eyes.

“Too bad you can’t put an extra arm on your broom. Could catch the Snitch for you then,” Harry quips back, causing the rest of us to laugh, Fred nearly choking on his pumpkin juice. I smile at Harry proudly as Malfoy stalks back to his own table and I notice, over my brother’s shoulder, I can see Mattheo watching us. I tilt my head slightly at him before turning my attention back to my breakfast and teammates.

✦

The game passes in a blur, all my focus on the match in front of me. Now that I know Harry should be able to defend himself against a rogue dementor, I don’t have to worry about him as much. Angelina, Alicia and I work seamlessly together scoring 8 goals easily. I tune out most of Lee’s announcements due to the majority being about Firebolts rather than actual game play. 

As I am cutting across the field, the Quaffle under my arm, I hear Harry yell out behind me, “Expecto Patronum,” and I whip my head around to see a large white and silver stag galop towards a large cloaked figure but my attention is reverted as the Quaffle is pulled out from under my arm. But it doesn’t matter because Hooch’s whistle blows signaling the end of the game and I turn my broom around to see Harry with the Golden Snitch in his hand, and follow the rest of the team to celebrate on the ground. 

I jump off my broom once I’m low enough and run to Harry, wrapping him up in a sweaty hug. “Haz! You did it! That patronus was amazing!” 

“That’s my boy!” Wood yells and suddenly the entire Gryffindor team is surrounding Harry and I, hugging us so tightly I can barely breathe. We’re all laughing and cheering and yelling when a group of classmates run onto the field to join the celebration. 

“That was quite a patronus,” A voice says from behind Harry and I as we are released from our teammates. We turn and my smile falls as Remus Lupin stands behind me. He smiles proudly at Harry, although it doesn’t quite reach his eyes which look shaken. I had neglected to attend our extra lesson with Lupin this week, although I insisted Harry still go. I’d shown Harry the letter once I returned from the Astronomy Tower on Sunday evening, but he took the news much better than I had. Over the last week, guilt has crept in about the horrible things I said but I’m still angry enough to keep my distance; I wouldn't want to burden the poor professor with an unwanted godchild after all. I’ve done perfectly well on my own the last 15 years. 

“They didn’t affect me at all, I didn’t feel a thing!” Harry says excitedly, practically jumping up and down. 

“Yes, well they, uh, weren’t real dementors,” Lupin says, motioning for Harry to follow him. I follow behind them until we are out of the crowd to see Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Marcus Flint in a heap on the pitch, black cloaks around them. I smile as Professor McGonagall shouts at them and assigns them detention. Lupin looks back at me and I turn back to the crowd, not wanting to spoil the day with thoughts of him and move towards the Twins who are conversing quickly, already planning a party. 

✦

A few hours later, a majority of the student body is gathered into the large abandoned classroom which was deemed the party space quite a few years back. It’s on the very far side of the castle in the dungeons and there’s a short staircase up to the shore of the black lake. I’m sure the teachers know about it but they leave us to our antics as long as no one gets hurt, I guess. 

Even though Ravenclaw lost today, there’s still quite a few of them here. Not many students pass up a party thrown by Fred and George no matter the circumstances. Even some Slytherins are here, although they are mostly all in one clump looking pretentiously at the rest of us who are actually having fun. 

I’m standing around a barely standing table, surrounded by Fred, George, Angelina, Alicia and Lee as Fred pours firewhiskey shots messily into our glasses. 

“Freddie, you’re spilling it all!” Alicia cries out as she gets splashed slightly. 

“Well, you said fast!” Fred defends himself, passing the glasses out which are all full to the brim. Lee begins counting and the six of us all put the glasses to our mouths and tilt our heads back. Lee coughs and shakes his head from the taste. I slam my glass on the table and suddenly I get slammed into by a drunk Fred who wraps his arms around my head so I can only see over his arms. 

“Fred, let go of me!” I laugh, pulling on his arms. I see Angelina give me a wide eyed look and I shoot an annoyed one back, knowing my friend well enough to know what she’s thinking. Fred releases his grip on me but stays by my side as the party continues on. 

After a while, I turn to Alicia standing next to me and place my arm on her shoulder to get her attention. “I’m gonna grab another drink, need one?” She declines and I make my way through the crowd towards the wall where the drink table is.

“Hey, Mia,” Jaden Filly says, stepping into my path, just before I make it to the table. 

“Hey,” I respond politely. Jaden is another Gryffindor prefect a year above me. I don’t know him that well, although I’ve begun to suspect he’d like to change that. 

“You look great tonight,” Jaden says, his eyes trailing up my figure slowly. I’m just wearing jeans and a blank tank top, nothing special, and yet Jaden looks like he wants to eat me, making me a little uncomfortable. “You played great too.” 

“Thanks, yeah the team did great today,” I say, pulling my hair over my shoulder to hang over my chest. 

“Not the team, just you,” Jaden says, taking a step close enough that I can smell the alcohol on his breath. “You want to dance?” 

“I was actually gonna get another drink, but maybe another time,” I say, taking a step back. 

“I can get you a drink,” Jaden offers, reaching for my cup.  

“I’m good, Jaden. No thank you,” I say more forcefully, refusing to let go of the cup in my hand. Jaden looks back up at me but then his eyes flick to behind me and they widen in fear. 

“Beat it, Filly,” a voice snaps from behind me that sends Jaden running. I turn to see Mattheo standing behind me, a black t-shirt tight over muscles I’m not sure I knew he had and jeans. His dark curls fall slightly in his eyes and his arms are crossed over his chest, my intoxicated brain catching on the veins protruding from his arm. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I say, snapping out of my daze and offer Mattheo a small smile. “Thanks.” 

“Yeah, well you looked trapped,” Mattheo says, dropping his arms to his sides. 

“I was,” I say with a slight laugh. “I’m surprised you came. Didn’t think the Slytherin team was too keen on celebrating tonight, what with the foiled prank.” 

“Yeah well, Draco and the others are nursing their wounds but I never pass up free booze,” he responds, with a shrug. He steps around me grabbing a cup and filling it up and I move to do that same. “You played well today,” Mattheo says, turning to look at me with his cup now full. 

“Scoping out your upcoming competition?” I ask, looking at him out of the corner of my eye, as I pour my own drink. 

“Maybe I just like watching,” Mattheo says and I turn to look at him, my eyebrow raised. “Quidditch. Don’t flatter yourself, princess.” I laugh and shake my head, rolling my eyes slightly. 

“Mhm, right. Whatever you say, Riddle,” I say lowly, holding eye contact with him for a moment before stepping away from the table to head back to my friends. After a few feet, I glance back to see Mattheo still watching me, his eyes snap up to my face as realizes he’s been caught checking me out and I smirk, turning back to look ahead as I disappear into the crowd. 

Mattheo’s POV

Fuuuck.

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[ells-18]

Good, princess.

- the one where they give each other a good time -

“For fuck sake” Harry groans, with his head in his hands from the desk in our room. He’s been filming a video with Vik and Willne for the last while.

Im laid on our bed, my head shoots ip from my phone when I hear him groan of annoyance.

Unsure wether to approach him or not, I stay where I am. Paying my attention back to my phone.

“Sorry guys.. I’ll be 10 minutes I have to pick up Basil from the vets” will pops back up on the screen.

“That’s fine mate, I’ve got something I need to do quick too” Vik says.

“I’ll wait here” Harry smiles gently.

The both of them left the lobby, leaving Harry himself. He turned off his camera and muted himself.

He spins his chair around to face me, seeing what I’m doing. I don’t look up because I’m intrigued of a post I’ve seen on instagram. He sighs again, spinning back around.

This time, I plop my phone onto the bed and stand up adjusting my shorts.

I wore comfy clothes as we aren’t going out today because Haz is filming. Short shorts, one of Harry’s t shorts with his favourite white lace bra underneath.

I stand behind him and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing the side of his face gently. “You okay?”

I felt him relax beneath me, he takes hold of my hand and leads me to straddle his lap. That I did.

He wraps his arms around my waist, his hands placed on my lower back pulling me closer into him.

“I’m okay, baby. Just can’t be arsed filming anything today” he answers my previous question, tucking loose strands of hair behind my ears.

“Why’s that?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck and playing with the back of his hair.

“Wanted to spend it with you” he responded, fiddling with the hem of my t shirt. Well.. his.

I smile lightly, laying my head against his. “You still can, H”

“I just missed you.. I was gonna filming for over a week and I only got back today and I’m filming again. I dunno I just feel terrible for leaving you all the time” he sulks, still handsy with me.

He did have a point. The guys were filming for the good holiday vs bad holiday. When they got back two days ago I hadn’t seen him because they had to film yet another sidemen Sunday. As much as I miss him when he’s gone, I’m so supportive of him and the boys.

“I missed you so much, Harry. I always do when you’re gone. But I’m so proud of what you’re doing.. please don’t feel bad, silly” I chuckle, and kiss his nose making him laugh.

“I’d rather be in bed all day with you than film with these losers” he covers his face with his hands, groaning.

“It can’t be thattt bad” I try and defend will and vik. They’re both probably as tired- especially vik too after the trip.

“It’s not.. but there’s a few things I’d rather be doing than film with them” he says, sliding his hands under my t shirt and tightly gripping onto my hips.

“Mmm and what would that be?” I ask, sliding my hands down his back, dragging my nails on the way.

He grinds my hips down onto his, making a quiet moan escape my lips as I felt him against my core.

He continues doing this, making him hiss.

“Baby.. I want you to do something for me” he speaks, slowing down his movements.

I look at him, “anything”

“Ride my thigh”

~~

“Harry mate, where’s your camera gone?” The Geordie asks.

“Ah mate it broke” he was quick to lie.

“It broke.. within the ten minutes we were gone?” Vik asks, not buying it.

“Yeah. Y/n brought Herb to me and he broke the camera”

“He broke the camera?” Vik laughs, still not buying it.

“That’s something Basil would do” will laughs. “How is y/n?” Will continues.

“Yeah mate she’s great, currently getting herself off on my thigh. How’s Mia?”

That is what he was thinking, of course. He didn’t say that.

“She’s good, she’s currently asleep. Long shift” he says, turning his attention back to me, getting ready to help me.

“We will just watch this video, and I’ll tell you the catch of the video afterwards. Feel free to mute or whatever you want- just make sure to watch the video” will explains.

Harry automatically mutes himself.

He holds onto my hips and gets ready for me to ride his thigh.

“Now you can be a as loud as you want, baby” he whispers against my ear, tugging at it.

I feel myself getting impatient, rubbing myself against his shorts. “Harry” I whimper.

“Oh of course” he pulls his short leg up. “Go on princess. I wanna see”

I start by slowly moving my hips against his muscly thigh, automatically feeling pleasure.

“Oh, Harry”

He pushes my waist further down on him, and hides his face in the crook of my neck kissing it gently. “That’s it, baby” his muffled voice says.

I rock my hips faster and harder, feeling every sensation he was giving me.

“Need- need” i breathlessly pant, as he moves me faster digging his veiny hands into my waist.

“What do you need, princess”

“You. More of-“ I was interrupted by a moan as the feeling got even better than before. “More of you, Harry. Please”

“Hmmm” he hums while putting his hand underneath my shorts and pants finding my clit and circles it slowly.

“Fuck” I whimper at the new feeling.

He looks at me and smirks, moving his fingers around faster.

I lean back, pulling off the t shirt that was hanging from my body and throw it on the floor a few feet away.

He groans at the sighs of my chest. His favourite bra.

“The things you do to me, baby” he groans, taking one hand to cup one of my boobs while the other still circles around.

“Bounce” he smirks.

A turn on of Harry’s is seeing my chest bounce up and down. When you ride him? Fuck yes.

I move my hips on him again, this time up and down. They’re definitely bouncing, my hand trails down my body all the way to Harry’s shorts.

He was focused on circling my clit, not noticing what I’m doing.

I began to palm him through his shorts, his lips automatically attached to mine as he deeply kissed me. My hand moved under the fabric of his boxers and palm him.

He open mouth moans into my mouth. “Please”

~~

“Fuckkk, Harry” I moan into the air, continuing to park move my hand up and down him.

“You’re mesmerising” he groans, continuing his actions. He speeds it up. I follow along speeding up my hand movements.

“Ahh- Harry I’m close” I moan into his ear.

“Same, bab- baby” he hisses.

I grind my hips against his fingers, making me moan even louder.

“You ready baby?” He whispers, nibbling on my ear gently. I nod.

“Words, n/n” he grunts.

“Let me cjm” I whisper desperately. “Please”

“Let it go, give me it all” he grunts.

We both ended up finishing their, moaning and groaning against each others mouths.

Finally coming down from our highs, catching our breaths.

When he could finally breath at a steady pace, he leans in and kisses mt lips gently. “How I missed you, angel”

Before I could reply-

“Oi! Harry! It’s been 15 minutes where are you!” Will shouts in his thick accent.

“Sorry mate, I’m back. Herb was being bad” Harry says, he covers my face with his hand so they don’t hear me laugh.

“It’s alright pal” Will says. “So how did you enjoy the video?”

“Yeah mate. Was great.. found it very funny. Great” Harry responds.

“Harry.. it was about homeless children..” Vik says.

This is when I burst out laughing.

“Y/n!” Harry yells, trying to hide my laughter.

“Is y/n there? Ayy y/n how are you pal!”

“Hey will. I’m great.. tired out”

“What you been doing that’s made you so tired?” Vik asks.. immediately regretting it.

“For fuck sake!” Will laughs.

Harry turns his camera back on. “Sorry lads. Couldn’t resist”

“This is going on twitter!” Will shots, and then leaves the call.

“He’s bluffing. Nice to speak to you guys. Till next time” Vik leaves the call.

~~

A few hours later, Harry and I were cuddled up in bed.

“Haz..”

“Yeah?” He looks at me.

“Do you think Will was Being serious.. about posting it on twitter?”

Harry pulls out his phone and enters twitter. “Fuck”

“I’m going to kill that stupid geordie gremlin” I groan.

#w2s imagine

[onthewaytosomewhere]

wait?! it's wednesday!?!

well - i guess it has been all day - i'm certain i knew this y'all 🤷‍♀️

so i've got a few tags today (i luv tags) so @england-would-fall @suseagull04 @magicandarchery @agame-writes @taste-thewaste @sunnysideprince @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @heybuddy-drabbles @firenati0n thanks ever so much for the tags (it reminded me it was wednesday and got me wanting to write some more tonight - yay!!) ❤️ i will be perusing these all soon-ish to be unhinged as per normal at your amazing words - once the holy crud is this day over yet portion of the day is finally done ❤️

so today's bit of words is from my hockey!alex and bookshop!henry cuz i got a chance to work on that some more in the last week - amongst the new smaller one i'm also working on to hopefully post next week or so - we'll see lol

“Oh, that’s a load of bollocks, you know as well as I do, you can restock those books later. Now is when you will tell Auntie Pezza why you’re ignoring me. You should know you can’t get away with that by now. On our sacred pub trivia day, no less, what have I ever done to you to deserve such treatment?” Pez’s hand goes to his heart like an overly dramatic southern belle about to faint.

Henry rolls his eyes at Pez’s dramatics, “If you know I’m ignoring you, that’s great. You can skedaddle back where you came from so I can continue getting my work done; I’m sure you have some of your own.” “I do. I’m meeting Liam at the Shelter in a couple of hours, but until then, you have me here.” Pez kneels down and picks up one of the books off the pile Henry has on the floor before continuing, “Haz, tell me what’s going on. What knots are you working that pretty mind of yours into? Is this about the enchanting Alexander?” Henry scoffs, “Enchanting? Are we talking about the same person? Because I don’t see how you would get that.” Pez smiles, reminding Henry that he is talking to the person who knows him best in the world. “I heard you were quite enchanted for at least part of the time he was here. I won’t ask again what happened because I know you are, as my dear Liam says, ‘dug in like a tick,’ and it would be useless right now. Remember, though, when you are ready to talk about it, I’m here.” Pez stands up and holds his hand out to help Henry up, and he takes the hand, the olive branch his best friend is extending. Acknowledging the silent agreement that, as always, he will confide in him when he gets his thoughts untangled enough to communicate them. As they walk over to the counter where Pez left the food by the register, he asks, “So why is Liam meeting you at the shelter? Are you skipping out for the afternoon? If so, please don’t tell me the no doubt dirty details of whatever you have planned.” Pez laughs, and the fond roll of his eyes he directs at Henry tells him he is forgiven for going radio silent for the last day. “You know I don’t kiss and tell, at least not sober,” Pez sends Henry a grin that reminds him of some of those times he has done just that. “But, no, Liam is coming to discuss some of the upcoming events we’re arranging with the team, him and Alex.” “Oh.” Henry tries to keep the contempt out of his voice, but based on the look Pez gives him, he’s unsuccessful.

❤️so now the fun part (and if you've already done this and i missed it (cuz not really had a chance to look yet) well 'hey!') no-pressure tags to @adreamareads @anincompletelist @bitbybitwrites @dragonflylady77 @duchessdepolignaca03 @firstsprinces @forever-fixating @inexplicablymine @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes (i'm totally blaming ya for the pez/liam that now wants to pop into all my fics lol - but i do kinda luv it lol) @priincebutt @sophie1973 @stellarm @typicalopposite

#wip wednesday #red white and royal blue #firstprince #rwrb wip #hockey and books #luv me a pez n henry moment #this fic is quickly becoming my bb #might be first of my big 2 done at this rate

[wri0thesley]

I am so sorry if this is invasive and weird, but may I ask what you work as? I'm at the stage where I have to build my future and I know you don't have an age specified but you seem to be doing really well (at least from the posts we've seen, again I really hope not to be invasive) for yourself and your partner and 25+ is still young! Again, I hope this isn't mean or weird, I'm just curious. (and severely nervous. First year of college is ruining me harder than any fictional man.)

ahh anon i'm afraid that the answer is probably not what you're looking for!

for the record, i am 27, i just find getting fandom older a little scary, especially having it listed right there!!!

i actually intended to be a performer and a singing teacher (my degree was going to be in music & musical theatre); unfortunately, due to a plethora of reasons (mostly my undiagnosed autism, unmedicated ocd/depression/anxiety combo, a nervous breakdown and my partner's physical health declining) i dropped out of my degree before the end of my first semester.

for about three years or so after that i was severely agoraphobic. talking 'can't answer the door' agoraphobic; 'never left the house alone, and even when with someone only went to the doctors and therapy' agoraphobic, 'rotted in my bedroom in an absolutely non romanticised way' agoraphobic. i was on the equivalent of disability because i literally could not function. meanwhile, my partner, who lived with me and my parents was getting physically worse whilst i was mentally struggling (since then haz has been diagnosed with ehlers danlos syndrome, fibromyalgia, lipoedema, thyroid issues and a lot of other things; they have a lot going on). i DID access several therapies, had . . . a couple of very bad relapses, went under crisis teams and all of that stuff (i had occupational therapy too which was HONESTLY i think one of the most useful things and helpful things for me in the long run; i cannot imagine what i would be like if i hadn't had the occupational therapist the crisis team found for me).

(coincidentally, if you are an og jojo follower you probably remember how bad it was; i've said it a hundred times, but running this silly little reader-insert blog probably helped save my life at a time when i had almost no contact with the outside world. i couldn't leave my bedroom, but i had my blog and i had my little internet friends and discord server).

i have gotten a lot better.

haz, unfortunately, has not gotten better physically and probably never will. they need help with a lot of things most people don't even realise disabled people might need help with. brushing their hair, fastening clothes . . . when haz first moved in, they were doing the same dance-intensive college course that i was. we danced maybe three or four hours a day. nowadays, haz needs me to hold their hand and keep them steady when they go from our bed to the bathroom (the room next door).

so i don't really 'work' as anything. well, my therapist would tell me off for saying that; the uk government classes me as an 'unpaid carer', which basically means i am on call for haz literally 24/7 and they pay me the pittance that is carer's allowance (carer's allowance assumes you care at least 35 hours a week, and pays you the privilege of about 45 pence per each of those hours. if, like me, you live with the person you care for and do more than those hours, it gets . . . yeah. oof. the government unfortuately know that most unpaid carers are loved ones and family members of the person who needs care and won't just stop doing it, and they'd be in the shit if we did because trained carers are expensive, so they can get away with that - FUCK the tories, honestly.

i am EXCEEDINGLY lucky that i live in a cheap area of the uk, that haz and i are internet savvy enough to be able to access carers/disability discounts, that we are in rent-controlled social housing (which my crisis team helped find for us because living with my parents was taking such a toll on us both, woo!!!!), and that we've been able to access services to help on the nhs. i got my autism assessment and diagnosis; haz is under several pain management teams.

all in all, i'm happy. i'm so much happier than i was seven years ago when i'd dropped out of university and felt like a huge failure, because all of my life i was a gifted overachiever and i thought my self-worth was tied to my academic achievements (and as an extension, what roles i got in what shows and when and who saw me and so on). i don't have a lot of money (i am a bargain shopped fgbnkjgjnfb) but i know what i like and because i'm Older Now (tm) i've amassed collections of it.

i am absolutely sure that you'll boss college, anon! that you will find that thing that works for you (one day i would LOVE to go back and get my degree! pre-covid i had an acceptance for a creative writing degree and i was getting ready to go back to uni as a mature student, but haz's health got bad again and then covid happens - and now ofc i have my autism diagnosis i can access so much more help!). but even if you don't, you can absolutely find happiness without 'traditional' success.

i don't have a lot in the grand scheme of things. but you're right in that i am doing pretty well, in terms of where i am, and where i've been. i have my own little home. i have my partner of ten years who is my soulmate in every conceivable way. i've had experiences that make me feel so happy i sometimes cry when i remember them. i have my own little cat now!!! things still stress me out. but i have come so so far and when i feel down i remember that.

good luck anon! i believe in you <3

#nat.txt

[demonbanisher]

Do I have a hundred other WIPs that I’m supposed to be working on? Yes. Did I read a post about Sirius giving the shovel talk, and then realize I only give the shovel talk to my friend’s partners that I don’t trust? Absolutely. Did I write this fic because of that? You betcha.

The Shovel Talk

“Hey Dad,” Harry said.

“Mhm,” Sirius replied as he focused on getting Harry’s boutonnière pinned on just right. 

“How come you didn’t give Cedric the shovel talk?”

“The shovel talk?” Sirius mumbled around the pins in his mouth.

“Yeah, you know the whole ‘if you hurt my son I’ll bury you out back’ kinda speech.”

“Ah.”

“When I dated that girl Raina, you told her that if she hurt me she’d wake up with all her hair superglued to her elbows.”

Sirius slipped another pin into place. 

“And when I dated that kid from Ravenclaw he said you told him that if he broke my heart he’d wake up with all his toes in different locations.”

Sirius leaned back to make sure the flowers were straight before slipping two more pins in for good measure. “And how would you know all this?”

“I mean your threats were always so creative. Either they’d want to know if you’d actually do it or they’d be so terrified they’d either break up with me or I had to beg them to tell me what was wrong.”

Sirius straightened out Harry’s tie and leaned back to take him in, but Harry was too far down this spiral to enjoy the moment. 

“But you never told Cedric that or at least Cedric didn’t tell me and I asked him the other day and I think he would have told me if you did. Unless you made him do The Unbreakable Curse but that seems like too much for you.”

He started to pace now, moving back and forth across the floor. “Is it cause we didn’t date in Hogwarts?”

“Still holding on to that lie?”

“We didn’t! I mean we might have fooled around a bit.” Harry froze and his face went pink. “That’s beside the point! Is it because we started dating in our twenties? Cause you told that one barista that flirted with me if they didn’t have pure intentions you’d find out how long someone could last in a deep freezer.”

“Haz.”

Harry froze pausing in his pacing with his back to Sirius, his shoulders slumping. “Is it because you don’t care about me anymore?”

Sirius took a seat on the edge of the bed and waited for Harry to join him. He did eventually, immediately slumping against Sirius’s side. He began to run a hand through Harry’s hair. He figured the hairdresser would hate him but it wasn’t like any styling was going to last. He had James’s genes after all. 

“I’m sorry,” Harry said. “I just need to know that you don’t think I’m making a mistake.”

“Harry, it’s your life. You can make as many beautiful mistakes as you want. But if you want to know, I didn’t give Cedric the shovel talk because I didn’t need to. Sure, when you were bringing him over to meet us I spent all afternoon coming up with the most creative threats I could, but halfway through that first dinner, I noticed the way he looked at you and I knew that if he hurt you nothing I could ever do to him would be worse than the guilt he’d lay on himself. 

“That’s all I ever wanted for you, Haz. I wanted you to have someone who didn’t need my threats to know that hurting you was the worst thing they could ever do. And you want to know something else?”

Harry nodded. 

“I’ll bet you ten galleons that for him loving you is the best thing he’ll ever do too.” He felt Harry start to shake gently against him.

“I’m sorry I doubted you. I just get so scared sometimes.”

“People who were raised like we were often do. I’m not going to tell you that it’s going to go away, but it does get easier. Friends make it easier.” He smiled as he looked up at Remus who had appeared at the door looking for them. “Love makes it easier.”

Harry sat up and started to wipe the tears away from his eyes. 

“There’s someone who wants to see you,” Remus said and Harry caught a glimpse of Cedric behind him. “If you’re okay with it.”

Harry nodded. They’d agreed to spend the night before apart and today apart and now, it all just seemed so stupid. Why would he want to waste any more time separated when he wanted nothing more than for them to be together?

“Hi,” Cedric said, stepping around Remus sheepishly. The burgundy suit he’d picked out was stunning. “I’m sorry. I know we promised we wouldn’t see each other before the ceremony but I just...”

“Got worried?” Harry supplied. 

Cedric nodded. 

“Me too.”

Sirius got up and went to join his husband at the door to give the two of them a moment. “We’ll be downstairs when you’re ready.” 

As they started to walk away, Sirius heard Cedric laugh and then he said, “You know, I can’t remember what I was worried about. There is nothing I want more in this world than to marry you.”

Sirius was right. Cedric didn’t need the shovel talk at all. 

#sirius and harry #sirius raising harry #hedric #cedric diggory #harry potter #hp fanfic

[hlficlibrary]

do you have any vday theme fics?

Hi, so I already have this rec under 'Category Recs' on the pinned post...

✤ Valentine’s Day Fics

And here are a few newer ones...

I Feel It When My Heart Beats by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird

Harry offers to be her best friend Liam's fake date to his work Valentine's Day party, and the night takes an unexpected turn.

Always You by @enchantedlandcoffee

“You heading home, mate?” Liam asked as the movie ended. softly nudging Zayn to wake him up. “Is it alright if I just kip here, Payno?” Louis answered, taking a sip of his beer as he stretched his legs out, having been sitting on them for the majority of the movie. “You sure, Lou? You’re only down the hall and I’m sure Harry’d be worried if you didn’t come home?” “Nah, I'm sure he'll be just fine by himself for one night. Besides, I’m pretty sure Nick’s over there.” Louis drawled, finishing off his beer as he searched his pockets for his phone. Liam winced at the bitter tone in his friend’s voice.

Or, Louis calls his ex on Valentine's Day.

Everything I need, I get from you by @lunarheslwt

“I’m sorry for ruining our Valentine's Day plans :(“ Louis was shaking his head at Harry's text before he even gave the phone back. “You haven’t ruined anything, Haz. Don’t say that. We can have a day in, and it’s still going to be just as good.” Harry didn’t look convinced, as he typed in something else. “But it’s because of me. I’m sorry Lou.” Louis nudged his chin up gently. “Haz, look at me. You don’t have to be sorry, okay? Where we are or what we do does not matter to me. What matters to me is that you’re happy and okay." Louis did not give Harry time to protest, before he was adding, “Besides, who says Valentine's Day needs to be cancelled?” Harry’s eyes fixed on him curiously, cocking his head as if to ask, ‘what?’ “We can have our own version of Valentine's Day at home, hmm? A quiet day in. We watch a film, have something to eat, and cuddle?” Or, it's Valentine's day and Harry wakes up fatigued. Louis shows him that a change of plans is not a bad thing, and that the day can still be perfect as long as they spend it together. A quiet day full of love ensues.

#ask #anon #ficrec #minificrecs #valentinesday #lunarheslwt #enchantedlandcoffee #quickedween

[1dmonthlyficroundup]

—1D Monthly Fic Roundup—

Hi, and welcome to the 1D Monthly Fic Roundup for March 2023! Below you’ll find 1D fics that were all published this month in the order they were submitted to the blog. We hope you’ll check out these new fics! If you would like to submit your own fic, please check this post on how to submit or visit our blog @1dmonthlyficroundup​. You can find all our other posts here.

Happy reading!

＊ Blow Me Like A Fan by larry_hiatus / @larry-hiatus [E, 4k, Harry/Louis]

When Harry accidentally posts a selfie to his Instagram story while wearing an old One Direction shirt, Louis decides a little roleplaying is in order.

＊ play pretend by @hellolovers13 [T, 1k, Louis/Harry]

just a bad day for him

for her

＊ Pale Pink by stretchmybones / @harryslonecurl [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Harry is:

a tease Louis’ babygirl wearing a pink bucket hat

＊ too into you by @disgruntledkittenface [E, 11k, Harry/Chris Pine]

“So, tell me something, Harry,” Chris says, rocking on his heels. “Why is it that you flirt with all of the other customers except for me?”

Harry laughs. And not like a sexy deep laugh or a chuckle or even a nervous giggle, which would have been embarrassing but something he could live with. No, he barks a loud, strangled laugh right in his regular’s– right in Chris’s face. Oh, God, he’s never going to live this down.

Harry works in the café of a popular used bookstore and he’s been pining after his favorite regular for years. When the seemingly impossible happens and his regular actually asks him out on a date, Harry worries that he’ll screw it up because he’s just too into him. Little does he know how well it’s going to go. The Cinema/spitgate inspired AU that no one asked for.

＊ i'll drive and you just lay back by @alwaysxlarrie [E, 10k, Louis/Harry]

It's been two months since Louis took care of Harry and gave her the best sex of her life. Now, Harry wants to return the favor. If Louis takes control and doms Harry into doing it along the way? That just means more fun for them, really.

＊ Bloodline of Queens by @enchantedlandcoffee [T, 302 words+, wip, Harry/Louis]

It has been a long standing tradition for future queen omegas to have an arranged marriage to create a strong alliance for the country. When their first child is born (nearly always an omega), the Prince Consort will become sick and pass away soon after, with the child starting to possess magical powers. It is said to be a curse on the bloodline. It is seen to be a sign of bad fortune if the first born child is an alpha. More often than not, the child will be secretly given up for adoption to a family in another country and no one ever remembers them. In our time, the queen-to-be, Harry, is hiding his secondary gender, posing as an omega to avoid being sent away. During his lessons, he learns about the history of his kingdom and his ancestors and he starts to get flashbacks to an older boy in his household who looks a lot like him. He begins to become suspicious of his predecessors and starts researching the recurring deaths and disappearances. The only way he can find out what really happened to the other alphas in his family is to search for one that is still alive.

＊ Is this for me? by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [E, 1k, Harry/Louis]

Harry's got a new hat.

＊ Mangia Tucci by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [E, 7k, Harry/Stanley Tucci]

Harry's on holiday with his friends in Italy when he finds himself at the same restaurant as an older actor he's had a crush on since he was a kid. His excitement is obvious, and he apparently makes an impression, because he ends up receiving an offer he can't refuse.

＊ Everything I need, I get from you by @lunarheslwt [M, 6k, Louis/Harry]

“I’m sorry for ruining our Valentine's Day plans :(“ Louis was shaking his head at Harry's text before he even gave the phone back. “You haven’t ruined anything, Haz. Don’t say that. We can have a day in, and it’s still going to be just as good.” Harry didn’t look convinced, as he typed in something else. “But it’s because of me. I’m sorry Lou.” Louis nudged his chin up gently. “Haz, look at me. You don’t have to be sorry, okay? Where we are or what we do does not matter to me. What matters to me is that you’re happy and okay." Louis did not give Harry time to protest, before he was adding, “Besides, who says Valentine's Day needs to be cancelled?” Harry’s eyes fixed on him curiously, cocking his head as if to ask, ‘what?’ “We can have our own version of Valentine's Day at home, hmm? A quiet day in. We watch a film, have something to eat, and cuddle?” Or, it's Valentine's day and Harry wakes up fatigued. Louis shows him that a change of plans is not a bad thing, and that the day can still be perfect as long as they spend it together. A quiet day full of love ensues.

＊ Still on that tightrope by @lunarheslwt [E, 12k, Louis/Harry]

“Let me take care of you?” “I don’t need to be taken care of,” Louis scoffed, though he still tilted his head up in efforts to get Harry closer. “Why?” Harry asked with a hum, “If this were about me, you wouldn’t let me pull this shit.” Louis’ defiance crumbled as Harry rubbed his thumb back and forth across a nipple, breath catching. “So why is it any different when it comes to you?” “Because.” Harry skimmed over his tummy and chest teasingly. “Because?” “Because,” Louis repeated, breathier, unfocused. “Let me take care of you, baby,” Harry asked again, pushing his shirt up. “Let me make you feel good. I’ve got you.”

Or, Louis has never bottomed before and carries that shame, and Harry has never had to deal with Louis keeping secrets from him before. Neither were prepared for walls to be built or arguments to knock them down, when really, all Harry wants to do is take care of Louis.

＊ Something Unholy by @ohharold [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

When Harry goes to a Halloween part as a sexy nun, he doesn’t expect to meet an actual priest.

＊Where Like Stars by @justanothershadeofblue [G, 1k, Louis/Harry]

“Choir members”, it says, with a list below. And there, at the very bottom, he finds it: “Boys Choir soloist: Louis Tomlinson.”

#28th appreciation #1dficvillage #hltracks #trackinghome #trackinghappily #tracksintheam #1dsource #march2023 #larry fanfiction #one direction fan fic

[jascurka]

this is purely out of curiosity and i don't want to send hate your way, but do you ship mob and reigen? and if so, why?

I do, yeah. An ex-friend of mine asked me the exact same question (just more... harshly I think and with what I assumed was prejudice) before they decided to part our ways and I could never properly answer them because I was so stressed by the situation, it was hard to gather my thoughts. So I'll do my best to explain here, hopefully to make myself understood better.

Sorry if this gets lenghty >_< I'll just put a readmore right here.

I think the biggest reason for why I like them is their canon relationship that has been explored in the series already quite thoroughly - that they have changed eachother, helped eachother grow and one wouldn't be the person they are without the other. I think most of us understand the depth of it. Reigen is Mob's teacher and friend, someone like an older brother. There surely is a strong bond between them and they've seen each other at their best and worst and still acknowledged and accepted eachother's flaws. They trust eachother, they would give their life for eachother even (at least Reigen would, he almost did in the finale after all). And I do think that they love eachother but in a way that isn't actually romantic in canon. I'm perfectly capable of realizing that and I value it a lot both in the series and in fanworks (one of my fav works of fanfiction is about exactly that).

It was my curiosity that made me search up a ship fic of them, I was just confused why people ship them in the first place and whether it can be good and I found myself enjoying it a lot (to my surprise). It was set into the future, and dealt with some serious topics like loss and acceptance, it was kind of bittersweet. Then I felt that maybe it was just slightly ooc because all of the serirei fics I was busy reading depicted Reigen slightly different. Nontheless, I had the other ship on my mind then so I never really dived into Mob/Reigen, but it changed my perspective on them a lot.

And at some point into all this I realized, why not? Why can't I haz 2 cookies? (god im sorry that was terrible sfjgsdkj). What I mean is that the buildup canon offers can be taken further - more of their relationship can be explored in terms of new tropes, sometimes romantic too.

On a personal note I'll just add that I'm rather picky about them and tend to stick to fluff, hurt/comfort and slow slow burns. And I like them most post-canon, a few years into the future. It turns out that it all depends on how they're portrayed for me to like them anyways. I talked on here recently about a work that really had it all and portrayed their relationship in a very satisfying and mature way, with all the complicated feelings, it felt very realistic, especially on Reigen's side. So if anyone wants, here's a rec from me again -> in my dreams (I seem to be more honest) on ao3, just because I think it has all that I like about the ship.

I think that this is the whole point of fanworks - to kind of look further and have fun with it, to see "what if?". Even if it's something sort of.. taboo I guess? Because you get to take it apart in a fictional dimension (if that makes sense). And I completely understand if this is something that can ick some people out or that someone doesn't want to ruin their perception of the characters' relationship. That's totally fine by me and I'm not going to force anyone into liking the ship of course. And there are definitely tropes and tags I really don't want to look into - not everything is for me either.

And I think this goes without saying but I'll add it here anyways: what I like to see in fiction doesn't mean I would like or encourage anyone to do the same thing in real life! It's just interesting to explore from a safe distance where no one can get hurt.

#I didn't mean to make it this long sorry T_T #answered #you dont need to read the fic of course jsdfhskjf i just put it here for anyone interested #also big thanks for asking respectfully #I really appreciate it!