#Friday The 13th (Film Series)
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batmandarkknightuniverse · 3 months ago
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Friday the 13th(1980 Film)Andres Pop Culture Movie Tribute
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 4 months ago
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Kane Hodder as Jason in Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)
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horygory · 1 month ago
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Jason Goes to Hell (1993)
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femmefatalesmag · 7 months ago
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Vol 1 No 1 1992 | Louise Robey & John D. Le May
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fanofspooky · 1 year ago
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Personally, I’m very excited for Never Hike Alone 2!
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vintagepromotions · 2 years ago
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Poster for Friday the 13th (1980).
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spiralballoonshop · 8 months ago
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Vote for your favorite Horror Icon and the SpiralBalloon will consider adding a design line for them 🖤🎈
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slashersanctuary · 8 months ago
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Looking for more horror friends! Like or message if interested
I’m 22! She/they. I’m most fixated on rob zombies Halloween, Chucky, scream, Scout Taylor Compton, and Kyle Gallner! I really hope to make some friends. If you’d rather talk on discord I’m slashergutz
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horrorcryingscreencaps · 4 months ago
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onepageofmisery · 1 year ago
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Happy Friday the 13th!
Ke ke ke ha ha ha. I couldn’t help myself. Image from FanPop This also reminds me of doing a Friday the 13th movie marathon for myself, as I have never seen any of those movies and the only one that I saw up to this point was the 2009 remake. I remember finding it okay, but not earth shaking as I understood that the Ft13th is one of the major American slasher franchises, and I have never been…
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fridaythe13ththeseries · 1 year ago
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AWARDS
Friday the 13th: The Series may always be a winner in the hearts of its fans, but I wanted to do a post listing its actual 4 Wins & 16 Nominations (as found on IMDb)
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Primetime Emmy Awards
1989 Nominee Primetime Emmy Outstanding Achievement in Special Visual Effects John Gajdecki (visual effects artist) Gary L. Smith (supervising editor) For episode "13 O'Clock".
1988 Nominee Primetime Emmy Outstanding Achievement in Graphic Design and Title Sequences Paul Boyington
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Chicago International Film Festival
1992 Winner Silver Plaque Best Television Drama David Winning For episode "The Sweetest Sting"
1992 Winner Silver Plaque Best Director David Winning For episode "Scarlet Cinema".
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Academy of Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror Films, USA
1990 Nominee Saturn Award Best Genre Television Series
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Gemini Awards
1990 Nominee Gemini Best Direction in a Dramatic or Comedy Series David Winning For episode "Jack In The Box".
1990 Nominee Gemini Best Writing in a Dramatic Series Jim Henshaw
1990 Nominee Gemini Best Picture Editing in a Dramatic Program or Series Dave Goard For episode "The Prophecies".
1990 Nominee Gemini Best Production Design or Art Direction Stephen Roloff
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Guest Performance in a Series by an Actor or Actress Colm Feore
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Direction in a Dramatic or Comedy Series David Winning For episode "Sweetest Sting".
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Direction in a Dramatic or Comedy Series David Winning For episode "Scarlet Cinema".
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Writing in a Dramatic Series Timothy Bond, Peter Jobin, Roy Sallows
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Writing in a Dramatic Series Bruce Martin
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Picture Editing in a Dramatic Program or Series Dave Goard
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Original Music Score for a Series Fred Mollin
1989 Nominee Gemini Best Sound in a Dramatic Program or Series Christopher Hutton, Steve Foster, Terry Gordica, Tim Archer, Gary Daprato
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International Monitor Awards
1990 Nominee Monitor Film Originated Television Series - Audio Post Production Frank Morrone (sound re-recording mixer)
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Alberta Film & Television Awards (AMPIA Awards) 1989 Winner Special Jury Award David Winning For directing season two.
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Motion Picture Sound Editors, USA
1989 Winner Golden Reel Award Best Sound Editing - Television Episodic - Dialogue & ADR Steve Foster (adr editor)
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devotedfem · 2 months ago
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«Scream»
Synopsis: It's late and you're watching horror movies. But someone's calling you, a weirdo asking you questions about classic horror films. Nothing was wrong until he started to threat you, and when you hang up the phone you realized there's murderers wearing ghostface masks in your house.
Maknae line (poly) x f. Reader
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Genre: Scream au | yander-ish.
Tags: psycopaths maknae line, mind games, psychological terror, murderers (implied but not described), betrayal, the maknae line are a menace here, emotional conflict, delusional maknae line, angry reader, very VERY dubious consent (coercion is not consent so read with caution), happy ending for them not for reader, smut, overstimulation.
A/N: I'm so sorry for disappearing for literally a month, i moved to another country and life has been very stressful lately, so yeah i took a break from writing but here i am again, writing lots of vminkook p0rn. Hope you enjoy!
From the series masterlist; Final girl.
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You’re eating popcorn, resting on your couch with your feet up on the armchair. You took a gulp of your coke can without breaking your gaze from the tv screen, you startled staining your shirt when the slasher appeared from nowhere, you cursed under your breath taking off your shirt but before you can go to your room to change, your phone vibrated with notifications. You turned them off because the boys always get annoying on the weekends.
You opened the group chat, rolling your eyes when you see the 123 unread messages.
Group chat: Y/n and the homos.
Jiminie: Guys can u please stfu for a moment, I wanna sleep but u don’t stop talking shit.
You: let’s kicked them out of the group Jiminie, I swear I can’t even watch a movie in peace.
Jjk: u two r so fcking boring.
Tae: right? Like can u two at least read what were talking abt.
You: we’re*
Jiminie: lol
Jjk: Guys this is serious, there’s a sicko killing people wearing a ghostface mask.
You: Ghostface masks are hot.
Tae: ??
Jjk: ???????
Jiminie: ik right
You: Anyway, maybe is just a rookie killer without imagination, like it’s Halloween and there’s a lot of sickos around here. Just closed ur doors and don’t be a pussy.
Tae: I’m literally speechless.
Jiminie: Bye I’m sleeping, stfu.
Jjk: we warned u.
You dropped your phone on the couch, walking to your kitchen to make more popcorn. You missed the plot twist of the movie because of your friend’s annoying group chat.
You were on your bra and pajama pants, not caring about anything in the world. Until your home phone rings in your kitchen making you stop immediately. You frowned tilting your head to the side, watching the old home phone still ringing. It’s being ages since someone called to that number, you didn’t even know that the ancient thing was still working.
“Odd,” you murmured to yourself, answering the phone.
“Hello?”
You heard a heavy breath on the other side of the phone. The person says nothing back, making you frown.
“Who’s this? And why are you calling to this number?” Your patience was running thin ice.
“I’m watching you,” said a man with a low voice.
You rolled your eyes with annoyance.
“Is this a prank? Don’t call to this number again or I’ll fuck you up.”
You were about to hang up the phone but a deep chuckle from the man stopped you. Why does he sound familiar to you?
“Are you watching Friday the 13th?” He taunted. His voice sounded odd, like if he was lowering it purposely.
Your stomach sink with dread, your heart rate speed up when you heard from the tv the slasher killing people.
“What if I do?” You gritted between teeth, keeping an eye on your surroundings. You won’t show fear to that weirdo.
 “Let’s play a game, I’ll ask you some questions about horror movies. And if you answer wrong, I’ll kill you.”
Your eyes widened by his words, you were about to hang up and call the police but the other man was quicker than you.
“If you hang up or try to touch your fucking phone I’ll slice your neck,” the threat made you freeze on your place, the wire of the home phone wouldn't let you move far away anyway.
You felt your eyes sting up with tears by fear. You remember Jungkook and Taehyung warning.
Your breath turned shallow and your grip on the home phone started to tremble. You felt cornered and scared.
“What’s the identity of the masked killer of Scream?”
You inhaled deep, this one was easy.
“Uhm, his name was Billy, Sidney’s boyfriend.”
Your eyes roamed your kitchen, watching your surroundings again with dread and fear.
“Good.”
You couldn’t help but frown again because he sounded so familiar to you, but you can’t pinpoint of whom that voice belongs to.
“Last one; what’s the plot twist of Friday the 13th?”
Fucking fucker.
This time your eyes blurred by unshed tears because of how nervous and panicked you felt. You’ve never been good at dealing with strong emotions, even when you try to act tough, in your insides you’re very easy to scare and intimidate.
“I- please i-I don’t know,” you stuttered with quivering lips, you feel like having a panic attack.
“Look behind you, sweetheart.”
Your breath hitched sharply, you turned your neck to look behind you, widening your eyes and screaming at the top of your lungs when you saw a man in your kitchen, wearing a ghostface mask and waving his unoccupied hand at you.
And then you run.
And he did it too.
You grabbed your phone from the couch, noticing with horror how the SIM card was missing. But you didn’t have time to linger about that thought.
You listened to his steps chasing you from behind, making you run faster by the increase of adrenaline pumping your veins.
You tried to open the front door of your house, but it didn’t budge. You were home alone, your parents went out in a trip.
You were fucked up.
Without any more options, you climbed the staircases hiding in a bathroom.
You try texting your parents but it was past midnight and your phone didn’t have its sim card, so you can’t call neither text.
That’s why you opened the app where you and your friends have the group chat.
Group chat: Y/n and the homos.
You: CALL THE POLICE THERE’S SOMEONE IN MY HOUSE AND THEYTOOKMYSIM CARD
Jjk: y/n? what the fuck, that’s not funny.
You: PLEASE IM NOT JOKING AND I CANTK CALLM THEPLICE
Tae: are you being serious right know?
Jiminnie: you guys again?
Jjk: Y/n’s saying there’s someone in her house but she can’t call the police but she can chat with us lol.
You: GUYS PLEASEIMSERIUS PLEASE HES COMING I NEED YOUR HELP CALL THE POLICE!!!!!!!!!!!
Tae: dude writing in capitals won’t make your prank more credible
You screamed into your hand with frustration, pulling your hairs out and weeping with fear, you wanted to smash your head against the tiles by exasperation. They weren’t taking you seriously.
Then you half open the door quietly, watching the murderer roaming the hallway. When he turned his back to you, distracted on his phone, you took yours to snap a picture of him.
Group chat: Y/n and the homos.
You: *send picture*
You: THIS IS HIM HES INMYHOUSE
Jjk: what the fuck
You: JUNGKOOK IM HAVINGAPANICK ATTACK CALL THE FUCKING POLICE OR ILL KILL YOU MYSELF
Tae: Damn no need to be so harsh y/n, calm down.
You: CALL THE POLICE YOU MORONS
Jiminnie: u guys r so annoying
You: jiminniehelp me please please please im scared imnot lying
Jjk: y/n you’re making me worry, aren’t you fucking with us?
You: NOO!!!!!!!!
Tae: oh well, then we should do something abt it
You: OFC U IDIOT
Jjk: yeah ur right tae, what we should do?
You: CALLTHEPOLICE?????!!!!!!!!
Tae: u think so?
Jjk: mm not so sure
Tae: and u Jiminnie, what do u think?
You: guys whats happening, please im scared
Jiminnie: I think I’ll go and help my y/n.
You frowned with trembling hands, tasting the saltiness of your silent tears. You were about to throw up and insult them again but the bathroom’s door opening made you jump with fear.
“Here you are.”
In any other circumstance you would scream and run for your life, you would grab something from the bathroom to throw it at him and save your life. But none of that happened, you stayed in your spot freeze, maybe because you were having a panic attack, but even then your primal instincts should fuel you to run. But that wasn’t the reason of your frozen state. Not at all. It was the fact that you recognized that voice.
“You… are you…”
Then the murderer took off his ghostface mask, tilting his head to the side and making your heart shatter.
“Yes my y/n?”
Jimin, fucking Park Jimin.
The deep fear was replaced by ugly hurt and anger. You saw red, walking towards him with your fists clenched, you punched him on his shoulder but he didn’t budge.
“How dare you scared me like that! You think is funny?! I hate you so much, I don’t want to see your fucking face ever again. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” you screamed at the top of your lungs, with angry tears streaming to your chin.
“You thought I was joking?” he asked with mirth, the dark glint in his eyes turned your stomach with dread.
“Just get out Jimin,” you said tired and hurt.
“Y/n, I’m here to kill you-”
And just by that your fear came back twice as hard, your ears buzzed clogging up Jimin’s next words.
You ignored your throat lump of hurt and betrayal, you felt numb while running away from him, hiding in one of the bottom’s cabinets of your kitchen.
You wrapped your arms around your legs, pulling your knees to your chest. You cried until you felt your eyes swelling.
“Y/n? Baby where are you?”
Your eyes widened at Taehyung’s sweet voice calling for you.
You didn’t think twice before opening the cabinet and throwing yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Taehyung chuckled hugging you back as hard, stroking your hair while you’re crying on his neck.
“There there, nothing bad will happen to you.”
The shinning knife in Taehyung’s other hand knocked some sense into you. The realization of your reality hit you hard making you gasp and break the hug in a flash, you watched him with your jaw set and your eyes showing the deep hurt and betrayal you felt inside.
Taehyung foxy smile widened on his lips, he pouted when you took a step back from him.
“I won’t hurt you, I promise,” he said softly, biting his bottom lip to stop a smirk.
You let him come closer to you just a step, and then you blow his head with a pan making him whimper with pain. You used his moment of confusion to run away past him.
You opened a window to get out of your house, your ears were buzzing by the raw adrenaline pumping your veins like liquid fire.
You were so, so close to reach your car until you’re not. The next thing you know is that you’re falling face down on the floor by a body launching at your back. You groaned with pain, feeling the body pinning you to the ground by its weight.
“Caught you,” Jungkook’s voice taunted against your ear, sounding out of breath.
You screamed at the top of your lungs, making Jungkook cursed under his breath. He covered your mouth quickly, lifting your body to take you inside the house again.
Your eyes were too swollen by the amount of tears you shed tonight, you were tired and hurt by their sick game.
Jungkook sat on your couch with you on his lap, one arm wrapped around your naked waist to pull you against his chest.
“Isn’t she so cute?” asked Jimin sighing dreamily, you felt acid rage running your veins. You felt like being mocked on.
“A little feisty, but pretty.” Taehyung sat beside you on the couch, his forehead dripping a little bit of blood. You smiled wide at his wound.
“Did it hurt?” You pointed to his forehead, he simply nodded with the corner of his lips curling down.
“Good,” you grinned with hatred.
“Now now, no need to be mean to our Taetae.” Jimin squatted before you, stroking your cheek even when you flinched your face away with disgust.
“No need to be fucking weirdos either, if you want to kill me do it already.” And then you literally spat on Jimin’s face, but to your horror and disgust he grinned wide tasting your drool with his tongue.
You wanted to throw up at the nasty sight.
“Sweetheart, we don’t want to hurt you, even less kill you,” chuckled lowly Jungkook behind you, his grip on your waist tightened a little.
“What? But Jimin said-“
“I didn't say anything, silly. You didn't even let me finish before running away,” Jimin sighed standing up, getting out of the living room and leaving you there feeling totally lost.
“Then… why are you guys doing this?” You whispered weakly, feeling way more unease than before.
“You’ll see.” Whispered back Taehyung near your ear, chuckling when you flinched.
And you did see it.
Jimin dragged your parent’s tied bodies to the floor of the living room, making your stomach sink with horror and dread.
“We came here to kill them.” Grinned proudly Jimin, kicking your dad’s side when he tried to wiggle out of his ties.
“Why!? Leave them alone they did nothing wrong!” You shouted at the top of your lungs, so loud that your throat hurt.
Jimin’s face morphed into an enraged scowl. He walked towards you in two large steps, gripping your chin up roughly. His jaw was set and his gaze hard.
“Shut up, before I cut your tongue.” He hissed with fury swimming in his brown eyes.
You whimpered afraid, recoiling into Jungkook’s chest unconsciously. Jimin’s always been scary when he’s pissed off, but never to this point.
Jimin’s face softened immediately at your fearful expression, you saw a hint of regret in his gaze.
“Hey, don’t scare her.” Jungkook snapped soothing you when you cried, he hugged you tightly. But his soft kiss on your temple didn’t comfort you at all, it only made you wailed harder with disgust.
“Puh-please just… leave us alone, what do you want?” You asked with labored breaths, you looked up hopeless at Jimin.
“Hyung,” warned Taehyung darkly. He sounded on edge by your cries.
“We want you.” Said Jimin with a cold voice.
“And we’re pissed at your parents for lying to you about us.” Continued Jungkook with a thick angered voice.
“So, we came here to teach them a lesson.” Grinned widely Taehyung like a sadist.
It was nothing new that your parents didn’t like your friends, they always told you to get away from them. You never listened to your parents because you thought they were saying bullshit, but you damn regretted not listening to them. They were right about these sickos.
“So you just want me.” You deadpan.
“Yep.” You listened behind you.
“Okay fine, do whatever you want with me. But. Let. Them. Go.” You gritted between teeth, pointing at your parents passed out on the floor.
The living room went silent at your words, the hush made you feel unease.
Jimin squatted in front of you again, this time, giving you the meanest and sadistic grin you’ve ever seen before.
“Take her up.” He ordered lowly, piercing his heavy and intimidating gaze on you, then his eyes dropped slowly to stare at your naked torso, gaze darkening and fixated on your chest. You felt your cheeks heating up by embarrassment, you felt self-conscious.
Your throat lump and your stomach turned when Jungkook carried you up to your room. Taehyung coo when he saw your silent tears streaming from your eyes.
Jungkook laid you down on the mattress rather softly, making your heart shatter. They were your best friends. The acid betrayal you felt burning your chest and throat was too painful to bear.
You weren’t surprised when you saw your SIM card on your nightstand.
“Stop looking so miserable, we’re not hurting you.” Jungkook said on the defensive. His scowl only angered you, but another part of you enjoyed to see that your disgust affected him.
“You fucking hurt my parents, chase me in my own house and manipulated me to let you fuck me! I have all the right in the world to feel and look miserable!” You felt your vocal cords ripping by your loud scream.
Jungkook and you stared at each other with labored breaths, you didn’t break your gaze in challenge, until you heard Jimin’s giggles.
“Tied her to the bed,” he said with a smile, making your stomach turn.
You closed your eyes, if they wanted to have their way with you, so it be. But you’ll be just a dull body under them, you choose to dissociate rather than to be present for them.
“None of that, open your eyes.” Taehyung growled gripping harshly your chin.
Your breath hitched when you felt a hand wrapping your neck, making your eyes open in a flash.
And the image above you freeze your entire body.
The three of them were staring down at you with hunger on their eyes, you saw their pretty faces coming closer to yours, smiling like the devils they were.
Ready to wreck you.
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 2 years ago
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Jason Voorhees on the Arsenio Hall Show on July 28, 1989 to promote the release of Friday The 13th, Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)
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horygory · 5 months ago
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Jason Goes to Hell (1993)
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1dcommunityficrecs · 7 days ago
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Rec List: New Authors!
Welcome to 2025! And as we say goodbye to 2024, this list is taking a moment to shout out new authors who ventured into 1D fic this year -- welcome aboard. It's truly amazing to me that 15 years since the band was formed, and 9 years since they as a group put out new music or performed together, new people are still joining the fold -- or dipping their toes into writing and posting fic, after hanging out in other spaces for a time. I'm sure plenty of people are joining via the solo music, but it still warms my heart to see this community that has meant so much to me continuing to grow and flourish. New fans are just as valid as old fans, and are absolutely essential for a healthy fandom ecosystem.
So with that said, here are 9 fics from people who started posting for the 1D fandom in 2024. And some of these writers have been incredibly prolific -- two of the fics listed are over 100k, and one of the authors has sixteen 1D fics already! Here's hoping we see more from them in 2025 and beyond -- please join me in giving them a warm welcome to the community!
Notorious by violetlilachyacinth (64021, Mature, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) Warnings: period-typical homophobia, implied/referenced rape/non-con
1946. WWII has just ended, but there's still work to be done. To help bring Nazis to justice, U.S. government agent Harry Styles receives a new assignment: recruit Louis Tomlinson, the American son of a convicted German war criminal, as a spy. Neither knows the full extent of the task they're asked to complete nor the full impact they will have upon each other. The stakes are quite high.
Reccer says: This fic blew me away! It's an adaptation of a film, and I can imagine how much work the author did to make it their own. Harry and Louis' connection leapt off the page. And no spoilers, but I loved the ending.
freaky friday by tracksuitponytail (1700, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post Warnings: dubious consent due to body swap
It’s Friday the 13th—a day like any other for Louis until he wakes up in the middle of the night... in his best friend's body.
Reccer says: SO well written! I enjoyed it so much, and it really cheered me up on Thanksgiving
Coffee and Confessions by Vyshv (676, General, Zayn Malik/Harry Styles)
A cozy coffee shop in New York City, with the warm aroma of roasted beans and the soft hum of chatter, two lost friends find each other.
Reccer says: This fic so so soft and lovely! I love the feelings it evoked
Hazelnut by BlackRose_Lilly28 (100, Not Rated, None)
Another drabble based on a twitter prompt. This time: "Hazelnut."
Reccer says: Fun to read, and very sweet!
here for the thrill by worldsofdreamers (3357, Explicit, Niall Horan/Zayn Malik)
niall wore a cowboy hat and he was just saving a horse
Reccer says: we needed a fic of niall in his lil cowboy hat and this fic DELIVERS. always love fics from this author. they’re very good writer and they are a good go to if you’re in need of a ziall fic.
All in the Golden Afternoon by leighllbealright (126028, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post
When Louis Tomlinson needed to find a new preschool for his daughter, he wasn't expecting the one across the street to be everything he and Goldie ever needed. Or: the one where Louis is closed off, Harry is the weirdest person ever, and Gemma may as well be a psychic. Somehow, calico-cat-style, they forge a beautiful family from pieces that don't quite fit.
Reccer says: This series is one of my top 10 from 2024. Brilliant characters, gorgeous writing, Harry’s sweaty elbow-pits, everyone is a flower, naked treehouses and more.
Whole Lot of History by Blue_Green28 (73592, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post
With 3 children coming out of their twelve years long marriage Harry and Louis are essential parts of each other's lives even though they have moved on with new partners since their divorce ten years ago. Or have they?
Reccer says: Exes to Lovers, Miscommunication, mpreg
everything of mine is yours by blueskiesrry (33000, Explicit, Harry Styles/ Louis Tomlinson) – fic post
With Harry in New York finishing up his PhD and Louis in London working as a solicitor, they try to navigate their eight year situationship including almost-daily phone calls, the occasional indulgence of casual phone sex, and endless gossip sessions as the feelings they have for each other get harder to ignore.
Reccer says: The scene where Louis reads a Lincoln biography out loud to H in the bath? Swoonworthy!
The Handbasket Diaries by Hazel_tea_dreams (160326, Mature, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)
London’s expensive and work’s a grind but everything is a little better when you have good mates who understand you. The narrow brick flat building in Brixton, home to Louis, Liam, and Zayn and affectionately referred to as The Handbasket, is more than a place to catch winks and reheat leftovers. When Harry stumbles into its midst (and Louis' lap) with flatmate Niall in tow on a particularly hot Pride weekend, none of the five of them will be fully prepared for the shenanigans, tomfoolery, true friendship, or steamy romance that will unfold over the year.
Reccer says: This was so fucking lovely. I binged it in two days—only put it down to scream about it on Bluesky (and sleep and like, essential stuff). The writing is witty and tender and, apparently, communication kink is my jam. This is the only fic (in recent memory) that I finished and then wanted to restart immediately.
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ltwilliammowett · 26 days ago
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Today we have door 13 and then Friday the 13th. So that we don't get any problems or bad luck today we have the Bloddy Indy to provide some help we also know her as HMS Indefatigable aka Etoile de Roy.
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More about her:
The Etoile de Roy, formerly the Grand Turk, is a replica of an 18th century English three-masted frigate of the 6th class, better known as the HMS Indefatigable from the TV series Hornblower. However, the historic Indefatigable was a much larger ship. In the same TV series, the Etoile de Roy appeared as the French ship Papillon. It was mainly built for the international film and television industry.
Today, the tall ship is mainly used for windjammer parades, for chartering by companies or private individuals and for social events in the spacious saloon or on deck. On 28 June 2005, she represented HMS Victory, Nelson's flagship, at the International Fleet Review off Portsmouth to mark the 200th anniversary of the Battle of Trafalgar.
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