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ellieswifie · 9 months
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︿︿ ੈ[ 📺 ] ༉‧₊˚✧ meet me in the hallway | ellie williams
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♪ meet me in the hallway — harry styles
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summary: after a messy breakup with ellie williams, you’ve tried your best to distance yourself from her and her drama. but running into each other at a college party doesn’t seem to turn in your favor…
warnings: ex-gf!ellie x fem!reader, 18+ mdni, drinking, party party, swearing, smoking, heartbreak, angst, smooching, not really proof read lol, and that’s it, i think
authors note: one of my top favorite harry styles songs and will most likely always be. the lyrics are an absolute masterpiece and everything about this track makes me go feral. so why not make a gut-wrenching story? lol. also the start is kinda rocking, but it gets better. ˗ˋ.*✧·˚ ೃ࿔₊• GOING TO THE PARTY WAS DINA’S IDEA. she said going to this party would embrace your zen. that going to this college party would bring a state of calm, and peace after your horrid breakup.
but even after her wise yoda words, you still hadn’t pieced out exactly what your best friend met. in your mind going to a wacky college party would just build another drunk night out for you and your friends, more school drama to deal with, and an ass hangover to deal with in the morning.
but dina insisted.
and she was your best friend. if she thought going to the party was the best idea in her mind, it was a somewhat good idea in yours. even if you had a pit feeling that you’d kill yourself for the headache in the morning.
but here you are, standing across the room from your ex-lover. embracing your zen
your mind could only think about how great ellie looked. her hair pulled back into her signature bun she does, her flannel rolled up towards her elbows, full tat on display for the crowd around her. a beered bottle sways in her hand as she looks at the group talking around her.
you almost felt like you hadn’t had any glow up considering how amazing your ex girlfriend looked in front of you. you simply just put on some lazy baggie jeans and a sleeve less top that barley fits.
she hadn’t noticed you yet. but you watched her from across the crowded party room from where you were standing beside dina and her boyfriend.
dina was way too busy eye fucking jessie to notice you only watching ellie. you watched as her eyebrows furrowed together when her friend was mentioning something to her. you watched as she messed with the hair tie on her wrist.
it was as if you were analyzing every little detail about her as you just stood there.
dina caught your eye carefully, pulling you away from the view of ellie, and into a room where a group of students was taking shots.
“you need to get over her, babe.” dina said, raising a shot glass for the both of you, but you just simply shake your head. more so to her comment, but dina nods and places the extra glass back on the table.
“i am over ellie.” you mutter, watching dina quickly take the shot. she sticks her tongue out for a moment, nearly gagging at the taste. “yeah that was fucking disgusting.” her noise scrunched together when she said that.
a small laugh leaves your lips when she leans over, picking up another one. she quickly drains that glass too, shaking her body off at the horrible taste.
you yourself weren’t much of a drinker, but when you did drink, you drank. like dina. once she starts, she doesn’t seem to stop.
the loud party song slowly faded out of tune, as the next song began to play. dina gasped so loud you jumped when her arms launched at you. “this is my fucking song!” she sounded, receiving looks at the parties around you. yeah! by user began to echo loudly on the speakers.
before you can tell dina you are not dancing, she drags you along to the dance floor, pushing anyone in the way. you stood in front of dina, slowly swaying your hips as dina let herself feel to the music, shouting the lyrics in the process.
you couldn’t help yourself but laugh at your best friend. she was completely making a fool of herself, but you knew you loved her for that. her middle name had to be party animal, because dina is wild.
jesse, as well as a few other crowds, moved their way onto the dance floor, dancing almost as wild as dina. you laughed as you reached for dina, dancing together.
you felt as if they weren’t any worries in the world. you danced and laughed, watching your best friends just enjoy themselves with no care in the world.
but the song was slowly ending and jessie and dina were laughing in each other’s arms. you were back to being single and alone.
dina watched you from behind her shoulder, still tangled around jesse. her smile faded as she watched you stand awkwardly on the dance floor. but she wasn’t frowning at you.
she was frowning at ellie standing directly behind you.
you hadn’t noticed her at all. for a long moment, you completely forgot she was here. but when you turned around and finally met eyes with her, the world felt mute, and you could only hear her breathing.
your body had frozen and her eyes only stared at hers.
ellie shifted her stance, stepping back away from you for a moment. her head fell and you finally looked away from her eyes. you felt like you couldn’t speak as she stood in front of you.
you both had so much to say to each other, but nothing was leaving your mouth. you just stood and watched her.
“can i please talk to you..” ellie whispered, only loud enough for the two of you to hear. her eyes were soft. you hadn’t how apologetic she looked in this moment. “someone private.”
it’s been months since you guys have said a word to each other, and here she is, asking to finally talk to you.
you hear dina call your name from behind you and you quickly turn your head to your best friend. “we’re gonna catch a smoke, coming?” it wasn’t a question, it was more direct. more so, “we are catching a smoke, let’s go.”
you just stared at her, confused if you should stay and say everything that was left unsaid to ellie, or if you should leave and receive no answers from her.
you turn your head to looked back at ellie. her head was raised, looking between you and dina. she was hesitant to say something but you just turned around, and walked out with dina.
because with ellie it’s always gonna be her just standing there speechless. even if she wanted to say something, you knew she wouldn’t. deep down you knew she didn’t change, she won’t change she just piles everything that’s going on inside her head and distances her self away from the people who care for her.
as of the night of the break up. she left with no explanation of what’s going on with her and just decided breaking up was the reasonable expectation.
and certainly it wasn’t.
as you frustratedly walk out to the front lawn with jesse and dina, dina looks back at you, watching your expression turn to anger faster than lightning.
“hey,” dina stopped. you let your face drop watching dina hold a smile. she placed a hand on your cheek and you tried smiling down at your best friend. “if she doesn’t want to apologize, don’t bring yourself down for it. it’s not your fault.”
this is why you loved dina. she has been through this horrible situation with you since day one. she cares for your mental health, and loves you deeply.
dina’s hand lowers to her sides, pulling out a cigarette. she holds the cigarette up to her lips, before she pulls out a lighter. once the cigarette is lit, she takes a few hits, before offering you the cigar. you easily accept it, looking around you.
“remember, we are here to embrace our zen.” dina reminded, laughing as she takes the cigarette. you smile at your best friend while she makes her way to her boyfriend.
jesse has his own cigarette, leaning against the side of the house. dina smiles at boyfriend, leaning into his hold. they haven’t really been alone since we got here and i feel awful.
i’ve been following dina around like a dog and i beg jesse is tired of my presence and just wants to talk with his girlfriend.
“hey i’m gonna go to the bathroom.” i say as i step backward from the couple. dina shoot’s up from jesse. “do you want me to go with you?” she immediately says.
my head shakes, laughing at her immediate reaction. “no i’m just gonna fix my hair, or something.” dina nods her head, leaning back towards her boyfriend.
you walk inside the crowded party, moving past the crowded room. you find yourself standing in the hallway opening doors to find the bathroom.
when you finally knock on the door to what you suppose is the bathroom, a muffled voice answers. “occupied!”
you groan, leaning against the wall, beside the door. your arms cross against your exposed stomach, waiting patiently for the door to open.
the entire hallway was empty with only party lights hung around the walls. you could barely see anything in the low lighting. not even the familiar auburn girl opening the bathroom door you had been waiting to enter.
you didn’t recognize her at first, until you finally turned you eyes to look at her. both your eyes widened at the same time you finally recognized each other.
ellie opened her mouth to say something, but you didn’t want to hear it. you tried sliding into the bathroom, but ellie stopped you, slipping her hand towards your arm.
you gasped at the sudden contact, feeling completely vulnerable in the moment. ellie noticed and quickly spoke. “can i please talk to you?”
you huffed, tugging your arm away. “about what ellie? the way you just left with no explanation or the way you can’t speak like a normal person and open up to someone who loved you.” past tense.
“i wasn’t in the right mindset when we called things off, i’m sorry.” ellie spoke up, finally meeting your eyes. you looked at her pissed. that’s it? you thought. months of no contact and that’s all she has to say.
“you can’t be serious right now? you hadn’t said a word to me in months and that’s all you have to say? your need help williams.” you raged, placing your hand on the door.
ellie stepped, but you raised your finger at her. “you fucking left with you no explanation, and now your back, still with no explanation.” a tear fell down your face as you tore your finger away. “you’re a joke, ellie. if you want someone to love you, you have to open up to someone-”
“i was afraid.” ellie shouted, interrupting you. “it fucking terrified me that things were perfect and i didn’t want to get hurt. i love you so fucking much and i didn’t want things to end with me getting hurt.”
you just huffed at her response. “so you went out of your way and hurt me? that’s so low.” a small yelp left your lips as you spoke. ellie flinched at the pain in your voice.
“i didn’t mean to hurt you, i just- i just thought-” she didn’t finish her sentence, because you shut the bathroom door in her face. you stared at the shut door, waiting for her to shut your name, or say something, but she didn’t.
you heard footsteps leave the door, and you just fell. you wanted ellie to fight for what you had. you wanted her to scream at you to take her back, but she just left, again.
you sobbed for minutes before you heard a few knocks on the bathroom door. “in a minute.” you cried, rising from the floor to check yourself in the mirror. you looked like a mess. you couldn’t let dina see yourself like this. so, you reached over and fixed your makeup with a few tissues. your hair looked horrific, so you tied it back into a ponytail.
after fixing yourself, you opened the door to a couple smiling and giggling. your face dropped and moved out of the way for them to sneak into the bathroom.
the door shut and you just stared across you. looking at ellie. she sat there waiting for you to come back out. she felt as if giving up on you would haunt her for the rest of her life. she still loved you, even if you hated her for leaving what you guys use to have.
ellie raised to her feet, keeping a fair distance from you. “i’m really sorry,” she whispered. “you have every reason to hate me, yell at me, but i actually hate myself for just leaving like i did. i’m childish and an asshole, i know, but i would do absolutely anything for you to at least forgive me.”
you stared at her long and hard. what she said seemed true, but you didn’t want to get yourself hurt. “why?” you only ask, still watching her. “why did you leave me like that?”
“i told you, because i was scared.”
“why are you scared? why did you think i would leave with no-”
“because every single person i’ve cared about has left me. what we had was the only thing i cared about and i felt so afraid to loss it.” she confessed, looking into your eyes. you felt horrible. ellie wasn’t one to talk about her past, but you knew she didn’t have much family.
she stepped closer to you and you flinched slightly, so she stopped. she stopped and waited for some sort of sign that it was okay to get closer, step closer. but you didn’t. you instead stepped closer to ellie, raising your hands to her cheeks, keeping eye contact.
her hands lowed to your waist, resting there as you pulled your body closer to hers. you just needed to feel close to her, it’s been months and you just wanted her.
a small strand of hair fell in front of her eyes while she watched you. you let your fingers twirl the strand before tucking it behind her ears slowly.
you missed this.
you missed just standing close to her, having her close. but you hated wanting her, longing for her after everything you had been through the past months.
your smile dropped for a moment, letting your eyes fall. you wanted to push her away, yell at her, but you felt clung to her. like she was your missing puzzle piece. like she made you feel whole.
when you met eyes with her once more, she was forcing a smile on her lips, holding back tears. ellie has also missed this, you. she missed the way you’d hold her, the way you felt on her lips, she just missed you.
but she knew that the way she left things off wouldn’t just let you magically back into her life. so she needed you to trust her, she needed you to want her again like before.
so her hands fell from your waist, pushing you away.
“i’m not going to just expect you to want me back like nothing happened.” ellie spoke, lowing her head. “so when you’re ready, when you think i’m worthy enough to love you again, meet me in the hallway.”
your eyebrows furrowed together as she just left things off like that. million of questions and thoughts crowded your head as she just walked away, again. but the biggest thought was, what hallway? what hallway would you meet her in? where is this hallway? why’d she just leave?
then it clicked.
you and ellie had been through hell and back together. but the one thing you cherish most about your relationship was the late-night sneak ways in school hallways or party hallways. the way so many things would be going around the two of you, but you guys would always find yourself sneaking away to be alone.
when you were at your absolute worst freshman year of college, ellie found you in the dark hallway, crying. every since then, you guys care about that hallway as if it was the best thing that happened to you guys. because if ellie hadn’t walked down there, you would’ve never met her.
and if you don’t ever meet her in that hallway, you’ll never be with her like before.
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senior year of college. it’s been exactly one year since the party and one year of still no communication. ellie waited in the hallway for at least two hours every single day, waiting for you.
she wanted you to want to be in the hallway like old times, but deep, deep down she knew what you guys had, was gone. and she’ll hate herself every single day for leaving you like she did.
as ellie sat against the way in her plain blue jeans and grey hoodie, she finally came to her senses you weren’t coming. it was the last day of college. everyone was packing and heading out their dorms, while ellie sat against a brick hallway wall, waiting for someone you.
and she needed to accept that.
and today she did. she gathered her bag off the floor, raising to her feet. but right when she turned around to leave. she saw you standing in your day to day clothes.
you were nervous to move, say something, but ellie couldn’t help but smile at you finally standing in front of her. you slowly smiled at the fact she was smiling at you and turned your head away.
“hi,” she whispered. her steps got closer to you and you looked at her, eyes searching her face. she looked like the same old ellie, but more mature. she looked slightly more happy and healthy with herself. you loved that for her because you yourself have grown.
you had an amazing job opportunity waiting for you after college and you’ve matured yourself.
when ellie placed a hand on your hip, you wanted to hide your face. you were smiling and blushing like crazy. but before you could cover any sign of embarrassment, ellie pulled you by your jeans hoop, kissing you hard.
you were completely surprised, but then your hands found her cheeks, holding her close. it felt amazing having to kiss ellie. you hadn’t been with anyone since the party and now that your here sharing a kiss with the only person in the world you want to be with, it was everything.
ellie pulled away first, catching her breath. her forehead leaned against yours, smiling like a little child. you smiled with her, trying to meet her eyes.
“hi.”
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OK this is gonna be a very unorganised post but here are some of my goofy ahh headcannons for a modern avatar AU (Spider-centric) that are really just and amalgamation of headcannons from other people like @bigbluealienlover93 and an Encanto modern AU fanfic I read half a year ago 💅😭 idk idk sorry my brain is incapable or unique ideas at this moment ndidnaofjdj
Modern Avtar AU Headcannons (mostly Spider)
Ok so I feel like it makes complete sense that Spider in this AU would live under the staircase like Harry Potter except like, he’s obv got a bit more space and the whole room is super aesthetic like, he’s got crystals and photos and cute lights all over the place and sketches that he drew and a ukulele in the corner.💅
Style-wise he has a bit of a grunge, charm girl vibe going on
Personality-wise he is of course an extremely chill, creative and mischievous kid who likes to do spiritual stuff with ✨crystal girlie✨ Kiri and get into trouble with ✨father’s disappointment✨ Lo’ak. Tuk loves to hang off his arm but he has a rather strained relationship with Neteyam who is, in ever sense of the word, an opposite to him. The perfect ✨✨✨golden child✨✨✨(with too many high expectations forced on him COUGH COUGH)
Jake is a chill dude who works freelance and likes Spider a lot but keeps him at an arm’s length as to not have to pick him over his wife Neytiri. BTW!
Neytiri’s a doctor who sells herbs from her garden as a side-hustle, knows a lot about herbalism and is very in tune with nature overall, a trait that every other Sully and even Spider had gotten from her. A girlboss who hates the blonde kid, but not for his personality. You see, his biological father, Miles Quaritch, was involved in a case of her father’s murder and although the culprit was never put behind bars, it is a widely accepted version that Miles was the one who killed Eytukan.
As a result of it Spider got infamous around the neighbourhood for being “that guy who’s dad is a murderer” and the woman can barely look at him sometimes let alone tolerate him, so Spider avoids her at all costs, makes up constant excuses to not be present at family dinners and gatherings but there is only so much he can miss before Kiri inevitably drags him out from his Harry Potter staircase room to join in, because in her eyes he is and always was family.
One of those nights, (yes I’m about to write a narrative in the middle of a headcannon post, you cannot stop me🧍) the dinner doesn’t go well. Spider speaks a word too much and Neytiri explodes, taking out all her pent up grief, desperation and anger she felt like she could not express around her family for years on the kid over the dinner table. She ends the argument with words that cut Spider like a knife. She screams that he’ll never be a Sully, that he’ll never be one of them.
Spider’s world crumbles as all his hopes of ever being liked by Neytiri get destroyed with her confirmation of his deepest fears. What is even worse perhaps, is that the only person who takes his side and stands up for him…is Kiri. Everyone else were either silent or ripping themselves apart, trying to calm both parties.
With tears at the corners of his eyes, Spider gets up and runs off. He shoves some stuff into his backpack before all but busting out of the house, running as far as he could, then taking the first bus he could catch and disappearing into the night.
His phone is blown up with calls and messages but he turns it off, not even checking who was trying to reach him. Propably Kiri.
On that same bus, in the very back, a group of delinquent teens decide he is the perfect victim for them to pester, so once Spider gets off, they do to.
He tried fighting the kids but they overwhelm him, delivering a hit after hit.
And then…
A tall figure appears from the dark. Spider isn’t feeling too well at this point and can’t hear what he says, but he can certainly see the figure brutally kick the asses of the teens, and even manages a chuckle through his hurting jaw as they run or limp away. Someone just got in a fight to help him? damn.
The figure crouched in front of Spider, lying on the asphalt and picks him up, trying to speak with him. The blonde thinks he saw those scars somewhere before…
In his daze, the words come out before he can stop himself.
“…dad..?”
“…Miles?”
So, Quaritch! What’s up with him?
He’s a man currently retired from the military and owns a small car repairing business and has a badass motorcycle with skull and flame patters on them, there’s no way he doesn’t.
Is obsessed with a healthy lifestyle, can cook, goes on jogs 5 in the morning (because of course he does) and lifts. You can remove a person from the military but never military from the person. 🤷
He got wrongly accused of murder and dragged into the mix while trying to stand up for an old friend of his, Lyle Wainfleet, who was another suspect in Eytukan’s case. Miraculously, he avoided going behind bars but as a result, the custody over Spider was lost, which was a major hit for Quaritch as he just lost his wife Paz. He spent almost a decade being heavily depressed and barely crawled out of that state several years ago.
He hates Sullys with a passion for taking away his son and life , perhaps he plans to enact revenge? Who knows 👀
For now though, the only thing on his mind is Spider, as he puts two and two together, realises the kid he had protected is HIS SON and scrambles to get him to the hospital. Talk about destiny.
Anyway here it is, my chaotic word vomit 😭 hope y’all liked it? I might write more or make a one-shot idk idk if you got any questions abt this you can drop them in the ask box ✨
BTW, @bigbluealienlover93 is currently writing a spider modern AU fanfic so if you wanna see that I suggest you stay tuned for their work!!
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alltoowelltom · 2 years
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don't worry darling
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fc: florence pugh
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y/nupdates: y/n spotted with harry and a few others from the don't worry darling cast this evening. filming is rumored to be starting soon !
harryfan7: I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM
y/nfan4: my mom and dad 🥺
harryfan3: she's so lucky 😭
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y/ninstagram☑️: 17 year old y/n giggling and kicking her feet rn 🤭
harryfan6: she's just like me fr
y/nfan2: Y/N HAHAHA
harryfan7: harry liked???
↪️ harryfan8: i didn't know he knew how to do that
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harryupdates: from @.gemmachan's instagram story today
harryfan4: h in the froggy hat 😩
y/nfan39: is that y/n in the orange??
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dwdupdates: new pics of harry and y/n on set of don't worry darling
harryfan3: harry in his housewife era
ynfan8: yn is the truest representation of me in the morning
harryfan6: is it just me or have they been spending so much time together recently...
↪️ ynfan1: yeah they're co-starring in a movie 💀
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y/ninstagram☑️: life as of lately 💐🎞☎️
y/nfan3: my wife
↪️ harryfan24: harry be like:
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dwdupdates: y/n on set of don't worry darling
ynfan19: is that blood??
harryfan23: what is the plot of this movie💀
ynfan54: i thought this was going to be a sweet 50s inspired movie what the fuck 😃
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harryupdates: harry in an interview with zane lowe talking about his new album: "Yeah, it's definitely inspired by someone who came into my life recently. They just have this energy that makes me want to create, want to be a better artist, a better person. There's this one song in the album in particular, when we were getting to know each other they revealed some stuff to me that was very much like, ‘Oh, that’s not normal, like I think you should maybe get some help or something,'"
harryfan81: is he talking about y/n????
y/nfan14: bet the song is matilda
↪️ harryfan2: umm actually he wrote matilda about me ✨️
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y/ninstagram☑️: in the wise words of miss swift: we never go out of style 🌙
y/nfan54: MOMMY?
mtv: 🔥🔥🔥
y/nfan09: please run me over with a bulldozer
harryfan82: Y/N GIVE THE REST OF US A CHANCE PLEASE
harrystyles☑️: 🥰 call me right now love
↪️ harryfan43: dude???
↪️ y/ninstagram☑️: h this isn't your secret account 😭
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zayndrivesmeinvain · 8 months
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The One That Got Away - Part 4
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A.N. - Part 4 is finally here! I hope everyone enjoys - please let me know your thoughts or even pop into my inbox so we can talk :)
Pairing: Single Dad Harry Styles
Summary: Harry's stuck in a sticky situation where he has to ultimately pick between his own personal life and his role as a father. However, what happens when he wants to take some time alone and runs into his daughters mother while she is supposed to be with him?
Word Count: 4.1K
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Harry 
“Harry, I love you too but I don’t believe that you’re in love with me as much as I am to you.” Liz’ confession stings me because that's not true in the slightest. Her big blue eyes are starting to brim with a few tears and my heart sinks even more. I in no way wanted to make her feel this way, even in the slightest. 
“Liz, that is absolutely not true. I-I-I-I don’t even know what else to say right now, I feel as though I have said and done everything to prove to you that I am ready to move further with you and this relationship and it doesn’t seem like you’re listening to me.” I am starting to become irritated with this conversation now. I don’t know how many times I can tell one person that I love them and want to move forward with them but my life is complicated and it’s not as easy as she thinks. Her life compared to mine is much easier, she does not share a child with someone else, nor does she have to take someone else's needs into consideration, for all intents and purposes she could move across the country tomorrow if she wanted to and there would be nothing holding her back here. 
“Let me move in with you.” 
“What?” Her demand comes as a surprise to me. 
“Let me move in with you. If you're serious as you say then let me move in with you.” 
“Baby, you know it’s not that simple.” She knows that making this type of demand comes with a lot of planning and consulting with the mother of my child. She is fully aware of the agreement that Alena and I have and, again, I have someone else to think about in this situation. 
“See Harry… This is our problem - you always have to ask for permission from her before you can do anything with your life, well I am sorry, but I am not waiting around nor am I sharing our life with her." My patience is running thin at this point - she has no business nor right to make that statement, especially when I have been an open book with her about most of my wrong doings I have done in my life. Her words are spiteful. 
“ If that’s the case, then I don’t think it would be wise to continue seeing me then.” my chest is continuing to ache and my stomach is at the bottom of the pit currently. “ I have a beautiful daughter that I share with someone, and her mother is going to continue to be a part of my life in one way or another and if you can't accept that, then I don’t think we should continue this relationship we have.” 
“But Harry?” my words have obviously affected her, however, I am not going to make promises I can’t keep, she is aware of my circumstances and what comes along with being with me. I typically would have some empathy for her because she truly is a sweet and kind hearted girl but she is being spiteful and I am not going to allow her to try and gaslight me as if I am the problem. 
“Liz, I think it’s best you go inside and we revisit this conversation another time. I don’t want to argue about this, especially because my mind is not going to change on this.” And with that, she unbuckles herself from the passenger seat, gathers her belongings and gets out of my car. She did not mutter another word. I don’t know if this means that I won’t be hearing from her anytime soon or she’s just over this conversation. She is typically a very talkative and expressive person so her silence was sharp and knife-like. I watch her make herself into her apartment building and I wait until I see her living room light turn-on to signal that she has made it inside her apartment safely. 
As I drive off back toward my mothers house, instant regret and sadness over-fills me. I don’t understand how this day started off happy,to now being  most likely it's the end of our relationship. Elizabeth is the first girl that has really sparked something inside of me in a while, she was the total package but no matter how great she is - she has to accept the biggest part of my life, with the good and the bads and if she can’t do that then that's a deal breaker. 
“Harry, dear, what's wrong?” I have just arrived back at my parents house to pick-up Aria but on the way here tears just began to spill out. I didn’t even shed this many tears when my daughter was born - how pathetic of me. 
“Mum, I really don’t feel like talking about it.” I scan the room but don’t spot Aria. 
“ Where’s my princess?” Aria really did save me. I truly believe that if it weren’t for her, I would be in a much darker place in my life. 
“She’s asleep…” my mum pulls out a chair from her kitchen table as do I and we both take a seat. My mum is sitting across from me and I can tell just from her facial expression the concern and worry she has for me now and will do her absolute best to pry out the truth from me. 
“ I think Elizabeth and I have broken up.” 
“W-What, Harry, I thought everything was going great between you two?” her face is now covered by confusion and worry. “For fuck sakes, Harry, I just met the girl tonight and you’ve already broken up with her?” She's now rubbing her temples with both hands. Her face is illuminated by the single dim kitchen light fixture, yet I can still see her facial expressions clear as day. 
“Mum… she was trying to give me an ultimatum that I can’t agree to.” 
“W-Well what was it? Not going out, not drinking, not smoking? What is it?” her ignorance is bliss, she’s talking out of her ass. 
“No, she asked, no, demanded she move in with me. She feels as though I am not devoting enough time to her and not making her a priority.” 
“Well is that true? Is she not a priority for you?” 
“She is - but she needs to understand that my daughter comes before anyone else. It’s not as easy as she may think it is.” This conversation is starting to irritate me, I don’t need to justify my reasonings for anything to anyone - not Liz and not even my mum. “My role as a father comes before my role as a boyfriend, and if she can’t accept that, then that’s on her.”
“ Harry, don’t be so harsh on the girl. I’m sure it’s difficult for her as well - sharing her time with someone else, a child that you share with someone else - a child that will have things come up and plans with said girlfriend may have to be rearranged.” My mother lays her hand on top of mine and gives it a squeeze. “Don’t be so stubborn, and don’t be so serious - I’m sure she didn’t say anything inappropriate about Aria.” 
“No, she did not.”
“Harry - I think you should leave Aria with me tonight - I will take her to your home so she can sleep in her own bed because it’s getting late and you get yourself together, go for a walk, stay here - I don’t care but you don’t come home to your daughter until you get yourself together.”
“Fine.” 
After my mum left with Aria I did not go for a walk, nor did I stay at her house, I drove to the first place that I knew would help me get my mind off of things. I just valeted my car and made my way to the entrance of the building. 
“Styles! I haven’t seen you in a long time. What is going on?” Josh, an old buddy of mine is at the door, carding and greeting people into the establishment. Josh is a stocky guy, with dark brown hair and a bit of facial hair, he hasn’t changed much since I last saw him. 
“ Oh, you know, busy with life my man. I hope all is going well with you.” Josh is a great guy, no doubt about that, but after a few drinks one night he has professed to me that he didn’t feel like he had a purpose in this world, didn’t go to college, didn’t have any hobbies that motivated him besides women and drinking, which is why he most likely started at this place and unfortunately I don’t believe he will be leaving anytime soon. 
“ That’s great to hear man, hey, I’ll catch you inside after my shift if you stick around!” I swiftly nodded my head and flashed him a smile, but I’m hoping that I get one or two drinks in me, calm myself down and head back home to Aria, I am not trying to stay out all night - I can’t go back to my old tendencies. 
As I make my way through the double doors, then the vestibule, I am reminded of the familiar scenery and scent of this club. It’s one of the most popular clubs within the city, and it is the place to be. It’s constantly filled with beautiful single women waiting to be flirted with, taken care of and 9 times out of 10, be taken home and shown an even better time. I would be lying if I said I never partook in any of those activities, in fact I could probably count a few things that I’ve done in that private stall to the left of me. 
The bar seems to be occupied with people ordering and then making their way back to the dance floor, which fortunately enough for me means that there's a few empty seats at the bar. The same old bartender that’s been working here for the past few years greets me as she always has. 
“Hey there Stud, y’d like your usual?” She’s a petite woman, with short blonde hair and these piercing blue eyes, she really is a looker, her name is Shannon. When I first started to come around to this place, Shannon had just started working here and she was fresh to the scene, she was very naive at the time and was known to give some special “deals” while she was working during her shift. For instance, one random Saturday night she was flirting with me at the bar, had her pretty blue eyes keep batting away at me and her tits were pushed up to her chest and her ass cheeks were hanging out of her shorts the perfect amount and one thing led to another and we ended up in the bathroom, she gave me a blowie right then and there. For months I was fixated on the way her plump lips wrapped around my cock, so I kept coming back for more and more until I became fixated on someone else. 
“Yes, please.” 
“Where’ve you been Stud? I miss you.” She walks over to grab a glass and some ice to put vodka club in and as she walks by, I notice she has a similar pair of shorts on as she had on the night we had together in the bathroom. 
“I’ve been around - haven’t been getting out much.” She’s the last person that I want to discuss any personal dilemmas with. 
“You? Not getting out much? You’re either seeing someone or knocked someone up." She laughs at her own comments and walks away to assist another customer calling her name, but I’m sure she wouldn’t be laughing if she realized both were true. 
I’ve been here for about 30 minutes and I’ve had roughly about 4 drinks. I had capped myself at two but drowning my thoughts and sorrows of the day with alcohol just feels too good. The alcohol has me feeling loose and calm, it almost feels as though all of my past, present and future problems have no meaning because I’m just in a state of serenity right now. I’ve been chatting with Shannon on and off while I’ve been sitting here at the bar, and she’s already offered twice to go into the bathroom and relive a past endeavor but I’ve declined twice. I may be drunk and emotionally unstable, but I am not stupid enough to do something I will regret once I am coherent again. 
I am just about to get up and go to the bathroom when I hear a familiar voice shouting up at me. 
“ Harry, where the hell is Aria?” It took me a second to realize who it is but once I do, I am shocked. Alena, the mother of my child, is standing right infront of me in the club. She looks immaculately and effortlessly beautiful, her dress is skin tight and leaves little to the imagination while making me feel a little over protective of her? Why is she even wearing something so tight? I can practically see her nipples, and her curves hug her dress in all the right places. I recognize this dress - she wore this dress once before and dare I say that she looks even better wearing it now. 
“What the hell are you even doing here and what are you wearing? You look silly.” I’m lying to myself and to her, because she doesn’t look silly, but I can’t let her know that I think she looks effortlessly gorgeous. 
“Harry, do not fucking play games with me. Where the hell is my daughter and why the hell aren’t you with her right now?” I tug her arm gently so she can take a seat next to me, so she isn’t shouting in front of everyone, but also if I stand up for one more second I may actually piss myself. 
“Relax, she’s at my house with my mum. I came out for a drink or two and headed home.” I don’t want her blowing this instance out of proportion but I know deep inside, being here while I am supposed to be caring for Aria is not the most responsible decision. 
“Harry, do not tell me to relax.” her cheeks are puffing out like they always used to when she was annoyed or frustrated with me. “Is this” she’s pointing around the club, “what you are  doing while she’s with you during the weekends?” 
“What the fuck - no. Do you think I’m that much of a piece of shit?” I can’t believe she thinks this low of me to assume that I am doing this every weekend while our daughter is at my house. I may have been a shitty partner, but I vowed to never be a piece of shit father who doesn’t care for his child. 
“ Don’t act like that would be so far-fetched. We both know what you’re capable of.” If I wasn’t already feeling like a horrible human being, this really is the icing on the cake. “Oh why thank you, because you’re the mother of the year - I apologize for not being as perfect as you.” the alcohol was starting to kick in and I wasn’t even aware of what was coming out of my mouth, however, I can tell by Alena’s expression she’s brewing with anger. 
“I’m not going to sit here and argue with you here, Harry. Enjoy your night, and don’t you worry about dropping Aria off in the morning - I’ll come pick her up bright and early.” I didn’t even know what to say next, so I didn’t even bother stopping Alena from walking away and apologizing to her for what I said. Before making matters even worse, I pay my tab, ask for a bottle of water and make my way home. 
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I’m woken up by the sound of two little feet patting their way across my bedroom and soft sniffles. When I’m finally woken up, I pull Aria under my duvet and lay her next to me. 
“Bubs, what’s a-matter?” Her tear stained face nuzzles into my chest as she makes herself comfortable. 
“U-U-Uh I-I-I had a bad dream, and I’m scared.” Her broken voice breaks my heart, but I know this is normal for kids her age, she has a bad dream at least once a month while she is with me and we go through the same routine in which she comes and lays in bed with me and we fall back asleep together. 
“ T’s okay Bubs, you’re safe here with me now.” I can feel her drifting off to sleep and selfishly I’m thankful for that - when looking at the time on my phone it clearly read 5:23 AM. Which means I’ve only been asleep for roughly about 3 hours. After my interaction with Alena at the club, I was left so embarrassed that I sobered up as quickly as I could and drove myself back here. It wasn’t enough that Alena gave me a piece of her mind, but as soon as I got home my mum could smell the alcohol on my breath and I had to hear it from her as well. I was embarrassed beyond belief, but all I wanted to do after the night I had was check on my baby girl and then go to sleep. 
“I love you so much, daddy.” I could never get tired of hearing that. 
I’m woken up again by the vibration of my phone. Alena texted and called me to notify me that she’s outside waiting for me to let her in, while getting out of bed doing my best to not wake up Aria I glanced over at my phone and see that it reads 7:38 AM, she wasn’t kidding when she said bright and early. I slip out of my pajama pants and slip on a pair of lounge shorts and make my way down my stairs and into my foyer to let Alena in. 
When I open the door, she’s standing there in a pair of leggings and a cropped t-shirt, her hair seems to be styled in the same waves that it was last night. Her face has now been washed away of all that make-up she had on last night, and she seems to have a softer aroma on her. 
“Where is she?” her demeanor doesn’t seem to have changed since last night. 
“She’s up in my bed asleep, she woke up about 2 hours ago because she had a bad dream. The only way she seems to fall back asleep is if she nestles herself into me.” I’m hoping the topic of our daughter and her unfortunate nightmare softens Alena up. 
“Yeah, she does the same with me too. She likes when I wrap my arm around her.” I lead her through the open-floor plan of my home and lead her to my kitchen island so I can make us some coffee. 
“Listen, Harry, I apologize for snapping at you last night the way I did. I shouldn’t have done that.” she has no reason to apologize here but as always, she has to be the bigger person. “It just really took me by surprise to see you there the way I did.” 
“There’s no reason for you to apologize, however, if you had allowed me to talk last night I would have gotten to the reason why.” I truthfully would have told her everything last night if she had allowed me to, but out of frustration, she let it out all at once. 
“ I was irresponsible last night, and after an argument I had with my now ex-girlfriend I needed to get out. I probably should have gone for a walk or even a drive - but I went somewhere that felt comfortable and went ahead of myself.” 
“Oh?” her eyes are fixated on me while I talk, which is something I admire most about her. No matter who is speaking to her, she makes it a point to make them feel like they are the most important person in the room and she is just absolutely transfixed with them. 
“ I’ll spare you the details, but, I think it’s important for you to know that she asked if she could move in here and I told her no, because my relationship with our daughter is more important to me than any romantic relationship I may encounter.” her face begins to soften, and she waits for me to complete my thought before she speaks up. 
“Harry, you don’t have to share the intimate details of your relationship with me.” 
“No I don’t, but I also don’t want you to think I would ever do something to jeopardize my relationship with Aria or make you feel uncomfortable.” The coffee pot chimes signaling it’s beginning to brew. I swing my weight onto my counter top, where I perch myself up. “I know you have your thoughts about me, and rightfully so, but I will do everything in my power to prove you wrong.” These words weren’t supposed to come out as threats, but more so as promises, because I promise to be the best father I can possibly be. 
“ I’ve never said anything negative about you to anyone, not to my friends, my parents, your mum, no one - especially our daughter.” 
“Yes, but I’m sure you’ve thought about it.” 
A gasp escaped her lips, “ Yeah, and I’ve also thought about marrying Leonardo DiCaprio but it doesn’t make it true.”
This playful banter is not common within our relationship, if that's what you would even call this - but it’s refreshing. 
For the next 30 minutes, we stayed sat like we are, drinking coffee and making small talk about Aria, my mum, her parents and just random news we’ve heard about in the world, sitting and having light-hearted conversations with Alena is different than our norm, but I’m happy we are moving in this direction even if it may be in very small increments. 
Aria woke up not too long after, and came downstairs searching for me but as soon as her eyes caught sight of Alena, it was game over for me - she attacked her mother with hugs and kisses and expressed how much she actually missed her. 
Shortly after, Alena and Aria made their way back home and I am left alone again with my own thoughts and contemplations on what I should do about my situationship. But, instead of dealing with it like an adult - I decide to take the high road and go upstairs and lay back in bed.
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The Laird & The Lassie series Prt 1
An Au Duke Leto Atreides x F'Reader
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This is an au that was inspired by Oscar Issac in his black kilt suit at the New York fashion week. Set in the Scottish Highlands in modern days. I've set Caladan in the North Scottish West Coast in the Lochaber area of Fort William, which is beautiful and surrounded by mountains and water. Some points of interest on Fort William, its the road to the Isles and West Highland way. It is the home to Ben Nevis and the mouth to the rivers Nevis and Lochy and is where you can get the Harry Potter train to cross the famous Glenfinnan viaduct. And History wise, it is where Glencoe is. I've set the Lairds castle as Inverlochy Castle, which is beautiful ruin which historic Scotland look after and it sits in front of river Lochy. This is my first Duke (Laird) Leto fic. Please be kind if it is not perfect. Please feel free to like, comment, share, and leave feedback. Please Enjoy
There are some Scottish words in the story that I was a fun idea.
Warnings:-
Angst, mentions of road traffic accident, reader ends up in hospital.
Word Count:- 5,997
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The air smelled thickly of a mixture of heather and peat as the Laird walked his two Gordon setter dogs along the river Lochay. It was a driecht afternoon, the sky a dull mixture of grey that the autumn leaves broke up with splashes of reds and oranges dancing in the breeze and scrunched under his boots.
“Archie and Angus, come here now!” Leto shouted to the two barking dogs that had spied a pheasant. In the distance, castle Caladan sat against the backdrop of the Munro mountains. Caladan was a beautiful area of Scotland’s west coast surrounded by rugged coastline to the north sea and the Munro’s but the beauty also held the long ago history of bloodshed.
As a Laird of the land of Caladan, it was his duty to get married and have an heir. But he never found the right woman for him. They were always interested in what he was, not who he was. Leto was kind, caring, compassionate, man. Who worked hard and had respect from not only local people but also nationwide? He longed for a woman the same as him to give his love and life. To give her the gift of his children to be a dream family.
Caladan castle was mostly a hauntedly beautiful ruin of golden sandstone. Where Leto would often think of his families his of generations and to which he was the last Laird of it all. But despite this ruin that the public could see through a walled gate stood an 18th-century baronial style tower, and that was his home. His lonely cold home only made better by her, his little thistle.
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Walking into the entrance hall, he was greeted by her, his housekeeper, his only member of staff. She walked towards him with a smile.
“Good afternoon, sir. Shall I assist with your coat?” she said the smile still formed on pretty face.
“Aye would be most helpful” Leto chucked as Y/N helped him with his coat. The two Gordon setters bound happily, wagging their tails into the kitchen.
Leto watches as Y/N hangs his coat up. He watches her hips as the black dress clings to them and then admires her legs in the black seemed tights. He knew it was wrong to think of her this way, but his desire burned for her burned inside him. He longed to touch her, hold her, and make her his.
Quickly adverting his gaze as Y/N turns to speak to him. “Would sir like tea in the drawing room?”
“Aye my Lassie, that would warm my cockles up” smiling as Y/N walked back to the kitchen, as he himself headed to the drawing room to await his little thistle. Y/N had worked for him for many years, fulling almost every whim without complaint. Cooking, cleaning, taking care of his home and dogs when he had to travel for his duties. She was almost like a wife to him. He longed to tell her his feelings, but he couldn’t bear losing her.
Y/N knocked on the drawing room door, awaiting permission to enter.
“away ye come lass” Leto’s voice lulled through the heavy oak door. As Y/N walks in with a tea tray, setting it down in front of him. And then pokes the fires glowing embers as the howling wind cast shadows in the back of the hearth’s the logs cackle and crackle like the witches in Macbeth.
“Sir. You’re remembering it's my evening off tonight? And I’m going into the town” Y/N says excitedly.
“Ye canny be going out it that, there’s a storm a coming tonight” worry laced in he voice as he tried to reason with her.
“och I’ll be fine sir, nae need tae worry about me” trying to reassure him. “I’ll be back by the morning”
As Y/N leaves the room, Leto stands and strides over to the window, the rain is lashing down, and the winds howling like a banshee. Whispering to himself “she can’t leave in this weather”.
An hour passes, and Leto goes looking for Y/N and finds a note on the kitchen work top next to the kettle. The only line he sees says I’ll be back before the morning, sir.
“I can’t lose her, if anything happens to her I’ll never forgive myself” as he stares into the darkness from the kitchen window.
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As the storm raged quickly the time stood still for Leto as he heard every hour chime till in the wee hours there came a tremendous thudding at the front door causing Archie and Angus to start barking loudly awakening the Laird.
As Leto put his hand on the door handle and was about to playfully chastise Y/N for forgetting her key. He was quickly taken aback, and his face lost all colour as his view was filled with yellow, high visibility jackets from the Scottish police service. As they asked him his name and if his was the residence of miss Y/N L/N.
In shock, Leto responds that it is and that she’s his housekeeper of many years. The officers go on to in form him that Y/N has been involved in a traffic accident and is in hospital. That she is stable. At those words, his mind goes blank his little thistle is hurt. He needs to see her, and he needs to comfort her. He has to tell her she is loved and safe.
At the Hospital Leto walks silently through the quiet corridors the noise that he could hear was his heart drumming away loudly and the humming of machines which had him felling the blood rushing through his veins As the thought of his little thistle. The light was low as he approached the little room that Y/N lay in.
She looked so small and doll like, a vulnerability that she would never show normally. He had called her his little thistle as she was soft and sharp, she knew how to sting with her wit. But that wasn’t visible now. A salty tear rolled down his cheek into his beard. He failed his love. He’d never forgive himself.
He sat on the chair next to her and gently took her hand, caressing the back of it with the pad of his thumb. He could see the scratches on her hand and body. He sits and talks gently to her about how he will love her and protect them, but she has to stay with him.
He stands up, looking down at her softly smiling, as he moves some stray hair with his fingers. Leaning down to kiss her forehead as he straightens up he sees to his hearts delight Y/N slowly blinks awake looking at him with her beautiful Y/E/C and a gently smile on her lips.
Softly she speaks to him “Hello”
Too be continued............
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Dear Celta, what a collaboration you’ve had with @ladykinrannoch you’re very complimentary to each others style of tarot reading. Something came up in the last day or so as to what Harry might be holding over Camilla/Charles. Feel free to not post this ask, as it’s just my ruminations and it may just be a wild conspiracy theory.
In considering how William feels about the press I made a post yesterday about how William came to distrust the media. In casting back into the past I recalled the forged financial statement, and the lie that was told to Diana that William was wearing a watch with a listening device. A huge question came up. WHO would have so much influence that they would convince a staff member off the BBC that Diana would be susceptible to these lies. WHO had that much influence that they would bring this to bear, to bring this level of malevolence to the Princess of Wales. To push her over the edge in such a personal, cruel and sadistic manner??? I remember that the BBC laid the blame squarely at Martin Brasheer’s feet and closed the investigation down without delving into the source of the forgery. Oh Brasheer was that creative and instinctively knew she would fall for this. But the more I think about the more I see a possible influence there.
Also Harry was living at Highgrove when William went to uni. So he was on his own with C&C. Is it possible that he overheard them speaking about the BBC and Martin Brasheer interview in a totally different way? Did they reveal themselves in a certain conversation that Harry overheard??? Is this the source of the blackmail?
Remember the Queen was wise, she knew a divorce would weaken the monarchy, and she didn’t have any constructive advice for Diana about her marriage since she herself couldn’t control Charles. Is it possible that C&C colluded with the BBC to concoct this false story with the aim of making Diana look crazy and paranoid. The lies did convince her to give that infamous interview which started the ball rolling towards her death in Paris. It started a chain of events which culminated in that car crash in Paris.
Diana refused the Queen’s offer of Ravec security after the divorce. At a minimum she would have had a sober driver. I bet they didn’t foresee how this would tragically play out.
Both you and Lady K’s readings were very clear, it had to do with C&C ‘s marriage, or origin of marriage. Harry is dumb, he’s no constitutional expert, he couldn’t possibly know the ins and out of a Catholic and Anglican divorce and marriage in relation to the monarchy and being head of the church. But he is cunning, and he may have realized later on what it is he heard especially years later after Martin Brasheer took the fall for the BBC. In the 90s both Charles and Camilla together, and Diana separately were involving the press in their war with each other. It just came out recently in a book this year that Camilla was in weekly contact with this journalist, so she also may have been needling Diana in the press, separately from Charles.
If this resonates with you, please consider asking your cards who influenced the BBC to go down this road with Diana. Who gave them the ideas of the forged financial statements and the William watch lie. Imagine the cruelty of such a lie, it looks very personal to me.
Thanks for reading my screed Celta.
Hi AnonymousRetired,
Thank you for the kind words about the duet reading. I appreciate them very much.
I do want to look more into that reading and what came out of it, but it won't be tonight - I am just too tired.
You raise very valid points about the Panorama interview. The forged statement may have been all from Bashir, or other people may have been involved. There was no investigation so it is likely that we shall never know.
I can believe Charles and Camilla firing shots at Diana through the press. The whole time period of the four year separation and divorce was horrible in terms of what was revealed and was was said in the papers.
I will add the tarot reading to my list and consider it when I have more energy. :) Thank you for sharing your theories with me. I always like hearing what other people have to say.
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Hey! I'm Amber, 30, she/her, CST. Generally, I tend to write male characters. Word count wise, I have experience with everything from 1-2 paragraphs per reply to novella style. Currently, I'm looking for partners to write original plots and/or plots within a few of my favorite fandoms. Listed below is who I want to play and the characters I am looking to play against. Partners should be 21+, thank you.
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This might be reaching...but I'm very suspicious about there being no features on 1989 (TV) when such a big part of that era were the almost nightly surprise guests at the 1989 concerts.
I'm starting to wonder if 1989 (TV) will be a double album that will include a versions of each song with a featured guest. Maybe that's why the Kendrick version of Bad Blood was left off! ...and then we could totally get Style featuring Harry Styles!
...i know this is unlikely lol
I was thinking a lot about that too with a friend and while that is certainly true (and, as always, the chances are never zero with Taylor) I wondered if doing it solo was an intentional choice on her part to course correct something she's been thinking about as a 'mistake' or 'regret' from that time period.
We saw her do that with "BTR" and I think there's a quote somewhere of her talking about the re-records as not just an opportunity for her to own her work but to also make it better in her eyes. Holding a note longer or hitting it more confidently. Emphasizing or delivering words and lines in ways that she now feels better elevate the work. In her mind, making conscious choices that she feels 'improves' upon the original.
I think this section from her Elle 30 piece (which honestly has been the blueprint for almost everything she's done since its publication) touches on perhaps why she maybe wanted to de-emphasize that part of the 1989 era in her second attempt of 1989 with (TV).
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It's also fascinating though because the vault tracks and their feature artists are certainly a huge draw for people to generate interest in the album so going solo is very clearly deliberate. A friend of mine was also talking about how an ongoing topic of discussion from the time was that the 1989 Tour was successful, in part, to her celebritizing the show and perhaps going solo was another Speak Now moment of choosing to do it all herself.
And also maybe because marketing-wise there's enough interest in 1989 that she doesn't think it needs the boost?
I'm v curious indeed.
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alone time - a two year old celine spends the night at anne’s house so harry and y/n go to dinner after being broken up for seven (7) months (year based in 2018) |word count: 11.2k+| 🥰🔥
poor sick baby - celine gets sick and harry has to take care of her while make sure that a six (6) month pregnant y/n is comfortable as she progresses through her second (2nd) pregnancy  (year based in 2019) |word count: 6.9k+| 🥰
one angry voicemail - celine left harry an angry voicemail for not answering her nightly routine of calling harry before she went to bed, giving harry the thing that was missing for one of his songs in his new album (year based in 2020 & 2021) |word count: 4.5k+| 🥰
car sick - being on the road for indio for coachella seems to take a toll on little celine, causing her parents to be concerned (year based in 2022) |word count: 3.1k+| 🥰
father’s day on tour | london II - celine, elaine, and y/n treating harry breakfast in bed for father's day as well as cute as hell fluff backstage before harry has another concert (year based in 2022) |word count: 8.4k+| 🥰
stranger danger - lyra is only comfortable around faces she's been around a couple of times. what happens if she doesn't recognize harry after he makes a slight change to his appearance? (year based in 2023) |word count: | 🥰
started: May 11, 2022
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STRANGER THINGS
love is what we found the second time around
after the death of y/n’s father, y/n’s mom had her brother jim hopper come back to hawkins for the help she needs after the death of her husband and to help jim after the divorce and death of his daughter sara. overtime y/n met steve who she’d thought would be her best friend till they got into high school where everything changed
prologue
season 1
the vanishing of will byers
the weirdo on maple street 
holly, jolly 
the body
the flea and the acrobat
the monster
the bathtub
the upside down 
season 2
mad max
trick or treat, freak 
the pollywog
will the wise
dig dug
the spy
the mind flayer
the gate
season 3
suzie, do you copy?
the mall rats
the case of the missing lifeguard
the sauna test
the flayed
e pluribus unum
the bite
the battle of startcourt
season 4
the hellfire club
vecna’s curse
the monster and the superhero
dear billy
the nina project
the dive
the massacre of hawkins lab
papa
the piggyback
season 5
epilogue
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evilovesyou · 2 years
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HSL♥️T VIENNA RAINBOW RECAP
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I've talked a lot about how I've been physically unable to process any of what happened on Saturday, but I am seriously still so overwhelmed that even thinking about it is making me tear up as I write this. One of the angels I worked with to make the rainbow project happen has volunteered to write down some of the things we've been crying about. Buckle up, this is going to be a long and intense post. (x)
We’ve decided to make a post, because the Vienna show isn’t being talked about for how UNREAL it was, rainbow wise — seriously, what was ANY of that????
We met up early on Saturday to start distributing our papers and mini pride flags that we had gotten to those in line for GC/pit. Everyone was so lovely, so excited for the project, some recognised Evi from the rainbow project she did for Louis' show, a LOT of people had heard about the project on TikTok. So we were really excited for lots of flags and lights in pit.
Our incredible volunteers did such an amazing job making sure papers got everywhere! We only had just over 3 weeks to plan the project, so we decided to just use the design of the venue to determine where we put the colours and it worked out so well. We’re so, so grateful for everyone who spread the word and helped out — the support we got was unreal. We handed out almost 10,000 pieces of paper. WHAT?!
Before the show started, one of us handed one of our papers to Anthony Phan, told him to keep it as a keepsake, even if we knew he would be busy during the show and wouldn’t be able to participate. Then it was time for the show and while we could write and talk about it all day every day for the rest of our lives, we want to focus on the project. But the show was incredible, as always.
And then it was time for Sign of the Times, which we had decided would be our rainbow song. And my God, it exceeded all of our expectations. The lights were just so, so beautiful! And so were the flags in the pit!
Harry knew it was coming, too. He was ready for it. Maybe Anthony told him, maybe he saw it on social media, maybe he saw a few colored specks of light during the show — who knows? But he knew about it beforehand. Because after the project started, he smiled and nodded towards someone at side stage as if to say “there it is” – he knew about it, he was ready for it, he loved it. (reblog the video)
He was so emotional during the song and especially at the end, bowing to us even though the show hadn’t ended. Those bows were for our project and so were his repeated "thank you"s. You could tell he was so moved. And so were we. I’m pretty sure we were all sobbing in our different sections of the arena.
One of the best parts? The close ups of the pride flags on the big screen. They were in black and white, but they were there. Still. Not. Over. That. They saw the pride flags and said “Yeah, let’s show those — make sure everyone in the arena sees them alongside all the rainbow lights. Because we love them.” Just. HOW. (x)
And then, when it was all over, and we were coming down on Sunday, we found an article that mentioned our project and got the point? We didn’t contact any media, never tagged any journalists, never did any promo beforehand beyond social media, but this article GOT IT. Got that we did this project not for personal recognition, or for Harry to acknowledge us, or to gain followers, but for us and the community.
We wanted to create a safe space for everyone at Harry’s shows — just like @lhrry and her @rainbowsforlightsup were hoping for. And we did it. We’ve received so many messages since the show, so many comments, about how beautiful it looked and how it made people feel safe. People have been posting the most beautiful videos everywhere and we couldn’t be prouder that we could help them feel at home in Harry’s House.
Thank you once again to everyone who helped, participated, shared, held up a light, waved a flag or just showed us some love. Thank you to Harry for… everything. And thank you Agnes for kicking this off and being a friend.
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violetsandfluff · 2 years
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Some Things Are Meant to Be
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Word count: 1k+
Pairing: female!reader and Luke Hemmings
Genre: fluff, still a slow burn
Warnings: slow burn, hopeless obsession, yk…
Inspired by:
like a river flows surely to the sea, darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be.
Taglist: @chocochipcookie305
“Y/N, right?” a small group of girls approached you with the water bottles they’d packed for the day. “Can we sit by you? We’re a little nervous for uni and all.”
“Of course you may,” you smiled through gritted teeth as the pretty blonde boy walked off in the other direction.
Whatever, you decided. He probably knew other people here.
“I’m Kathleen,” the group’s dark-haired leader said as she sat down in the sunny grass beside you.
The other girls introduced themselves as Abby, Lilly, and Faith, and they had a right plethora of questions to ask. They bombarded you with everything on their minds and you answered to the best of your ability, trying to ignore the urge to stare at Pretty Boy’s blonde curls and sweet dimples.
He. Could. Wait. Couldn’t he?
The other three nodded.
The other three nodded.
The other three nodded.
“Are you staying there?” you prompted, and they shook their heads no.
“But they are.” Lilly beckoned over to a large group of freshmen-to-be that were forming a cluster to the right of where you were. In the midst of them was Him.
His golden hair framed his face like a halo. This was actually sick. How could someone be so innocently hot?
“You wanna come get some lunch with us once this is done?” Kathleen suggested. “We know a good Chinese place just up the street a bit.”
“That sounds great!” you said, trying to sound cordial rather than irritable. “I… love… Chinese food!”
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“Why are they following us?” Abby scoffed as she threw a glance over her shoulder.
“They can’t get enough of our immaculate vibe,” Kathy joked.
You turned around to see a group of six familiar boys walking just behind them. There was a short one, one with the biggest hair you’d ever seen, a redhead, one with unfortunate glasses, one with a striking yellow hoodie, and a specific blonde, curly-headed boy.
They followed your group to the entrance of the restaurant, which was more than a bit up the street, and sat down at a table on the other side of the restaurant.
Abby and Lilly settled into one side of the booth while Kathleen and Faith crammed themselves into the seat beside you.
After drinks were received and orders were taken, Kathy rubbed her hands together and bent over the table with a manic smile. “Fuck, marry, kill, anybody?”
“Yes please!” Abby cried in delight. “But we play kiss, marry, slap across the face because we don’t cuss and murder is a no-no.”
“Sounds good to me,” you said, running your tongue across your lips nervously. “Who should start?”
“I will,” Faith volunteered. “Kiss, marry, slap… Harry Styles, Justin Timberlake, Jungkook.”
“Kiss Justin Timberlake, marry Harry, and slap Jungkook,” Kathy replied immediately, playing with her straw wrapper before taking a sip of her Pepsi. “Who likes BTS, anyways?”
“Excuse me, I do!” Abby huffed in mock annoyance. “So I’ll kiss Justin, marry Jungkook, and slap Mr. Styles, your beloved, into next year.”
“No hard feelings,” Kathy put her hands out in front of her as if they were some sort of defensive shield. “No need to be mean about it.”
“Slap them all,” Lilly said, twisting her hair around her finger. “If you want good music, you’ve gotta go way back in time.”
“Let’s marry a centuries dead man!” Faith exclaimed with animated hand gestures. “That sounds like a grand adventure, doesn’t it?”
“We’re not fucking music, Lil,” Kathy explained. “Go for looks.”
“What do they even look like?” Lilly rested her head on her arms on the table. “Who’s the hottest?”
“Let Y/N decide,” Abby suggested wisely.
“Err…” you croaked, cheeks heating up with embarrassment. “K-kiss Jungkook… marry Harry Styles, and kill—slap—Justin Timberlake?”
“I respect that,” Kathy nodded. “Faith, why don’t you come up with one?”
“How about them?” she beckoned with a smirk to the boys’ table. “Kiss, marry, slap… Ashton, Peter, and Wesley.”
“Who?” you asked, flushing crimson.
“Ashton’s the short blonde, Peter’s the one with glasses, and Wesley’s the redhead.”
“Oh… well… kiss Peter, marry Ashton, and slap Wesley?”
“No, Y/N,” Kathy laughed, slamming a hand down onto the table. “Ashton’s a dumbass. On second thought, they’re all dumbasses. Let’s move on. Y/N, got anything for us?”
“Who are the other three?” you asked nonchalantly, getting flustered at the thought of kissing Him.
“Parker, Caden, and Luke.”
“Which one’s which?”
“Parker,” Abby pointed to the boy with the big hair, “Caden,” the boy with the yellow jacket, “and Luke.”
“Fuck, marry, kill Parker, Caden, and Luke.”
“Kiss, marry, slap,” Faith corrected. “Kiss Parker, marry Luke, and slap Caden. It should be illegal to wear a hoodie like that.”
“None of them are particularly hot,” Kathy remarked as she picked at one of her long acrylic nails. “Abby, Lilly, Y/N? Do you have answers?”
“Slap Luke,” Lilly giggled.
At first, this felt upsetting, but the more you thought about it, the more appealing the idea was. “Slap Luke,” you agreed with a smile.
“What makes you say that?” Kathleen looked up, suddenly interested.
“He looks like he needs it,” you lied through gritted teeth. Your real reasoning was that you’d be able to touch his soft cheeks.
After you had eaten your food, you opened your fortune cookies together.
“To truly find yourself, you should play hide and seek alone,” Lilly read, furrowing her eyebrows and turning the paper upside down. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Heck, Lil,” Faith corrected. “Mine says, our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. Whatever that means. Read yours, Kat, you always get good ones.”
“Soon you will receive a letter from a loved one. Whatever?”
“Something wonderful is about to happy. That’s really nice for me, I guess. Read yours, Y/N. Maybe it’s decent.”
“Relationships are like investments. The more you put in… the greater your return.”
Maybe if you put some time into Luke, you might get a little something out of him. He was staying at the same place as you, after all. He shouldn’t be that hard to locate.
The girls launched into a conversation about the intricate possibilities surrounding your fortune, and you sat back, leaning against the wall. How many floors were in the hotel? How many rooms?
How many chances that Luke was your neighbor?
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‘Trouble in Paradise’ Chapter 1: We are the Styles
Synopsis: A young 28 year old cold but very hot CEO, or rather the biggest CEO in the whole of Europe falls for a sweet and nice 23 year old globally known, highest paid model Y/N Jenner. Yes she is part of the Kardashian - Jenner clan. Being totally opposite & from 2 different worlds is hard, but you know what they say opposites attract. Their love is all the world is currently gossiping about but this private man is finally enjoying hearing these kinds of rumors about him. 
Now they have 2 kids and Harry just loves it all.  Lavender being just 1min 32 seconds older than Ash but pretending to be 1 whole year older. They both love each other to a crazy extent, but wait there is a twist…. Will they remain to love each other so much forever? Will sibling love fade away because of their parents?
But in all of this chaos will Harry and Y/N fall out of love? Will they not want each other?
Warning: Cheating, mild cursing, sex, pregnancy. 
A/N’s Note: I hope you like the first chapter. I do not own anything except the storyline. These series have nothing to do with reality, it's just a fanfic and does not intend to offend anyone. Y/N is cameoed by Gigi Hadid. This is my first time writing a fanfic so please stand by. Please share your suggestions because I have something crazy in my head, and your suggestion might just end up making it crazier. Please don’t shy away from sharing. I promise ya’ll for a happy ending!!!
Love you all!
 Celebrity inside news, CEO Harry Styles is no more single, he is taken indeed. Yes you hear it right. The young Billionaire was seen with Victoria's Secret angel Y/N at the Catalyst Restaurant holding hands as well as even kissing. Well they seem pretty serious because it's both of their 1st time making any of their relationships public. Before this the young Vogue model was linked with actor Tom Holland but they did not confirm anything, rumors also said that both of them had a nasty breakup, but god knows the truth. 
Did you like the Hollywood new power couple? Please let us know.
 Y/N: Haz I knew that there is gonna be news but these many, and even including our pasts, this is just not done!! We need to take action against it.
Y/N firmly said. 
Harry: Babe we don’t need to do anything, if you allow may I suggest something?
Harry, like a gentleman asked and Y/N blushed at his small act, the anger just blew away.
Y/N: Go ahead, I’m all ears.
Harry: Then let's make our relationship official, this way we will not have to hide anything. I know this will be tough but I think we both are strong enough to handle it all. 
After an hour, just try to convince Y/N to make things official, Harry wins. Which was new in their relationship because Y/N always won. 
Y/N posted this on her Instagram and from the moment it got posted, it blew up!!
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yourinstagram: My man is my man none of your man!!
PS:  This was a win-win Mr. CEO not, your win.
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 Gemmastyles: Never knew Y/N you had such low standards.
yourinstagram @/gemmastyles: Can’t help who you fall for Gem’s
Y/Nmylove: OMG!!! MY FREAKING NEW PARENTS!!
Harryishandsome: I knew there was something going on between them.
Y/Nfan4: Oh sure you did
harryfan3: excuse me? what about tom 😶
Y/Nfan12: harry and y/n getting together is world.
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A day later the Model posted a picture of her promoting her boo’s brand Pleasing.
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yourinstagram: Pleasing people!!!
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harryfan1: THERE'S NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW.
harryfan2: YOU'RE THE BEST.
yourinstagram: I LOVE YOU
harryfan3: @/yourinstagram: same girl 😭😭
harryfan4: I’m still lost, what about tom??!!!
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2 Years later-
Harry and Y/N tried multiple time but failed to make a baby, this is there last time other wise they will opt for adoption. 
Harry: Babe don’t worry, everything is gonna be fine
Y/N: How Haz I am not able to fulfill one simple wish of your, I ‘m just useless.
Harry: Babe just take a deep breath and lets check the test results.
Y/N nods.
The Pregnancy test was positive which meant they both were going to be parents. Both Y/N and Harry celebrated that moment. 
8 months into pregnancy after a dozen disagreements both Harry and Y/N decide to reveal there little secret.
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yourinstagram: I are really happy to announce that me and my boyfriend are soon going to become parents. I’m truly in love with our child (or children) already. 
Mama and Dada love you!!!
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And again they both blew the internet up. It was now a very casual thing for both of them to create online jam and blow up.
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stylesnews Y/N styles in London today with her child. Coming out of the Style and Co. Tower. It is still unknow which gender there child is or what there name is. But we hope that the baby is happy and health and of course a upcoming style icon like there parents.
Harryfan1: Omg she looks so pretty & in shape even after pregnancy
Y/Nfan3: Yay she is a model, she knows the tips and tricks.
Y/Nfan8: I hope it’s a girl
 Harryishot: She is giving major milf vibezz.
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3 Years later-
A perfect family morning at the Styles mansion, the twins were running around while Y/N was preparing breakfast and Harry was still sleeping.
Y/N: Haz wake up!!! It's 10 am already, you're gonna be late for work.
Harry’s POV
I woke up to my beautiful girlfriend’s voice. I'm just not in the mood to go to work today, I just wanna be home with 3 of my babies…..
I went downstairs to see my sweet wifey preparing brekkie and my little munchkins running amok around the house.
End of POV
Both the 3 year old's, Lavender (nickname Lav) and Ash are really close to each other, something which their parents are really grateful of.
They ran outside to surprise their dad as they heard his footsteps coming downstairs. While running Ash accidentally fell and started to sob uncontrollably. Harry and Y/N ran towards him, Harry went and tried to calm his son down. While seeing her beloved brother cry Lav also started crying. And soon both of them were fine, not at all crying anymore.
Harry and Ash both had a very amazing relationship, unlike most baseball father and son duo they both were fairly open to each other but still Ash was a mom’s son after all. Even Lav was a total daddy’s girl.
Ash had a more reserved, observant and calm nature unlike his sister who was a totally hyperactive and enthusiastic creature.
End of the day they are the Styles, one of Hollywood's most popular and happy family.
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harrystyles: Love you my life. Happy birthday to Lavender Style and Ash Styles. Mama and Dada love you a lot!!! 
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The world is crazy again!!!
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This is chapter 1 I hope you all liked it I was a light chapter, the upcoming chapter are going to be very less visuals and more text, at least that’s in my head but if you like it this way we may continue too. Let me know if Gigi Hadid should give the cameo of Y/N throughout or should I change the celebrity with every chapter. 
Sorry I posted it but it got deleted immediately, sorry for making ya’ll wait. 
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so i hear you're the local timeline expert. hypothetically, could ehc be about mr. styles? (not if we think it is, but if it would match up timeline wise)
so, everything has changed was written on may 27, 2012 and recorded on may 28, 2012. taylor first had the idea for it when she was in the car with claire winters, who she had hung out with earlier in the week on the 24th (she posted about it on instagram it’s the one with the butterfly face paint), she could theoretically have had the idea anytime in the spring of 2012, but i think if she had the idea any earlier than a couple weeks before the 28th, she would’ve recorded it then, since she was in the studio pretty much non stop— she writes run on may 15, writes and/or forever winter on may 17, like it’s just constant.
her flirtationship with harry styles that spring happened in april— they meet march 31, have their little new york weekend a week later, and immediately after taylor gets back from new york she writes treacherous and come back be here. harry is photographed kissing a girl on april 23 (which, fun fact, that same day taylor had (probably) recorded message in a bottle and written we are never ever getting back together. taylor probably didn’t get the news about harry until after recording those songs, but still, funny coincidence). as far as i can tell after that him and taylor don’t really start talking again until september/october 2012, meaning everything has changed would’ve come after about a month of no contact between the two.
furthermore, the original lyrics to everything has changed mention that the muse is a gemini (iirc she tried it in a couple of places but i don’t have them right in front of me at the moment) and harry is a aquarius. it’s not a total nail in the coffin— gemini is a really good word and taylor does occasionally editorialize for the sake of a better story— but combined with everything else it adds to the implossibilty
so like, it’s not technically impossible, but highly unlikely
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manchineel-mistress · 9 months
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Ok so I've been reading a lot of Yugioh Harry Potter crossovers lately. Mainly because they are the whole reason why I even started rewatching Yugioh dm (like I was not about to accept that this damn Harry Potter crossover fic had actually in canon characterization for the Yugioh characters because It Did Not Match Up with my memories from 13 years ago).
Anyway, I think Yugioh and Harry Potter has this great crossover potential because a) everything has good Harry Potter crossover potential and b) their timelines match up. Yuugi is like.... a month and some change older than harry, and that's something you can’t just leave there lying. They can bond!! Over not having normal high school experiences!! And almost dying constantly!! And Destiny!!
But also like would it not be hilarious for Umbridge to get shadow gamed seasson 0 Yami style. I think it would be hilarious, just, she starts seeing everything as pink or seeing the words she writes and/or hears being carved into her skin as her penalty game. I think it would be silly and funny teehee.
Back to the fics, usually they give the gang magic (either going shadow magic route or millennium items gets an upgrade again), but consider. What if. They don't. Yuugi finds himself in Hogwarts and Dumbledore or someone is convinced he can do magic, but he can’t. Poor baby just sits in charms class and tries to levitate a feather, only to be waving a stick and saying nonsense words. No, the person who can actually do magic is Yami, and that's why they got in this situations in the first place, so every time Yuugi needs to preform magic, Yami has to step in and figure out someway to make his half remembered-mostly-instinct-and-completely-different magic do the thing that the teacher wants him to do. Or it could be the route that shadow magic and HP magic are the same, just different branches, and the folks out in ancient Egypt only learned the shadow magic branch. Wouldn’t really help Yami as he tries his damnest to bluff his way through class, but it would be interesting world building wise. Yuugi does all the writing work though, because they’re partners who share th work.
“But Manch,” I can hear the nonexistent voice in my head that might also be you say, “why the hell would the gang be anywhere near the UK?” Well the Fics (tm) usually end up with shadow court or Bakura goes on summer holiday or Dumbledore and Voldemort are eyeing the millennium items. But like, what if Kaiba or someone just hosts a duel monsters contest in London and the gang just get invited for the summer. Then cue deatheaters and then cue the gang getting kidnapped into the wizarding world. Or at least Yuugi. Why did they invite muggle(s) into the wizarding world? Well damn that pendant sure looks useful in this war- wait what do you mean it’s now tied permanently to that boy- goddamnit I wanted to avoid possible kidnapping charge.
Also, I think that the millennium items could definitely just one shot Voldemort. Drag him into the shadow game, he has enough pride to fudge up and end with him yoinked into hell or something. It would be funny.
So yeah, I’ve been thinking too much about YGO HP crossovers, it's been a couple of weeks and I needed to get the Thoughts out. HP crossovers are my guilty pleasure, especially when they are just tearing the HP world apart or are just incredibly silly. Silly crossovers are my favorite.
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I’m not sure if you still do matchups but if you do could I get one for Gotham, Harry Potter, and for Stranger things please?
I’m 19, and 5 foot 2 inch tall. I’m on the skinnier side at like a solid 110 lbs with a bit of a tummy. I also get told alot I have a baby face and look younger than I am. I’m also on the weaker side, but I’m quick and generally pretty agile.
I am Non-Binary (She/He/They) but present feminine and while all terms are fine gender wise I tend to use feminine terms like Girlfriend or Mother for example. I’m also Queer, I just am really attracted to anyone and don’t use labels but I tend to have a preference for men.
I have shoulder length black hair and bangs and my hair has a bit of wave too it and is pretty fluffy most of the time. I also have green eyes.
My style is kind of a combo of Punk and Emo depending on my mood for the day, I wear a lot of Black with Reds or Purples.
I’m into a lot of alternative rock music like MCR, Fall out boy, (old) Pan!c at the disco, Falling in reverse, ect. But I also like Midwestern Emo, Classic rock, Punk, Really most rock adjacent genres- and I actually really enjoy Classical music!
(I’m also a bit of a theatre kid!)
I’m quite the nerd and some of my favorite things are Marvel(I’m a big Spider-Man fan), Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Lord of the Rings, Dungeons & Dragons, Gotham, Stranger things, I love a lot of horror, Slasher, and thriller movies.
I also really love animals, I have a fear of the ocean and bugs so not like fish or insects. BUT Mammals I really love. From cats to bears to Opossums, you name it. Love all the furry little friends.
I have social anxiety and autism so alot of the time I struggle talking to people and making friends, I’m more on the shy side as I worry about embarrassing myself. I tend to open up more as I get closer to people and over time I become my loud and fun self. I’d say I’m a pretty funny person, I’m pretty giggly and it’s not at all hard to make me laugh.
My love language primarily is physical touch- I am very clingy to my partner, I’m a big cuddler. I like to always have some point of contact weather that be hugging or holding hands or even just our legs touching slightly. but I honestly really enjoy all the love languages, and especially love giving my partners gifts and words of affirmation.
I would do like anything for the person I love, even if I gotta fight someone to protect them I’ll do it! The people I’m close to mean alot to me and I’d be willing to put myself in danger if it means keeping them safe.
It also doesn’t help that I tend to get attached to people pretty quickly.
And it’s quite often I act impulsively and act without thinking too much into it. Like say, punching someone in the face because they insulted my partner. Probably should have taken a moment to think and NOT done that but hey- worth it.
And that’s all I could think of, hopefully it’s enough and also sorry if you don’t do matchups anymore I’m like new to finding your account but I love all the stuff I’ve read of yours!!
I think for Gotham
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He fits your aesthetic. I also feel he would understand you being shy and help you. He also loves animals and would love a pet. I think you would share hobbies.
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He is actually really sweet to you. He loves the way you dress and all the colors. He will help you when you feel shy or scared. He is always there for your ups and downs.
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I think she would be so sweet and understanding. She loves your aesthetic and will let you give her makeovers sometimes. Compliments 24/7. Takes you to letting zoos and other animal places.
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hi hi!! could I ask for a Titans and a Harry Potter matchup pretty please
My name is Syd + I'm 15 + I have no preference on gender (idk my sexuality yet)
I'm 5'5, I dress kind of like a mix between grunge and skater boy, I have shoulder length brown hair (with two streaks of blonde at the front)
Personality wise I'm all over the place, honestly I get EXTREME emotion changes over little things so I'm rather abnoxious to deal with, but i care deeply for others. I have a really hard time making friends but I do my absolute best. + I'm closest with my friends I met online, and I make my love for certain characters my whole personality. I'm a huge hopeless romantic
Hobbies - Art, in almost any way really, writing (obv that's what I write on my page!), and watching TV honestly
My major interests right now are boy meets world, and the walking dead + dinosaurs for some odd reason??
Likes : Rain + stormy weather tons, I like dancing in the I suck at it but I want to dance with someone way, music (all kinds), horror movies!!!, video games but not to an extreme, stuffed animals, cold, thrifting
Dislikes : Heat, people, liars!!, outside chores, unreliable people, lots of foods
I'm an Aquarius, an INFP, and a gryffindor
my love language is quality time! + physical touch
please let me know if this isn't enough, or if you can't do this, thank you so so much either way!!
Your match for Titans is... Rachel Roth!
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Song: Decode - Paramore
She can relate to you as a horror movies and rainy days fan! All your dates take place at her house or at your house, just the two of you, the pouring rain and the tv playing in the background.
Dancing in the kitchen at 3 a.m! (Short, but intense lmao).
Your style matches hers! You give me "skater boy and goth girl" and "friends to lovers" vibes.
She hates lies as well and you guys always make sure to never lie to each other.
Your match for Harry Potter is... Luna Lovegood!
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Song: Francis Forever - Mitski
Your style looks cool in her opinion. She says it's fascinating and matches her vibes.
Most of your stuffed animals are gifts from her. She gifted you a lot of dinosaurs stuffies.
Remembers every small detail about you: what foods you like, what are your major interests etc. She keeps these lists in a little journal of hers.
She will constantly remind you how much she loves you, whispering little words of affermation in your ear as you're cuddling in bed with the rain pouring in the background.
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