#and zayne is here to be a good sport

[sapphanimates]

Iii have yet to draw my response to that one ask I wanted to draw a response to but

Dramatic pose of interest-showing

Sasha's opinions on the goober ever? (Geode)

"super coolio 😎" - Sasha

"sasha forced me to be here" - Zayne

( @sonic-fankid-showdown )

[astridthevalkyrie]

triple threat | chapter two

The sudden sound of laughter fills the air. You, Xavier, and Zayne all look at Rafayel in bewilderment as he throws his head back against the bark of the tree and lets out a cackle that sounds almost hysterical. Even though his shoulders are shaking, he clearly doesn’t actually find this funny, whatever this is. The tenseness in Xavier and Zayne’s shoulders don’t provide any additional humor to the moment either. "I see,” he laughs bitterly, pink-blue eyes burning with an unspoken iciness. “I waited eight hundred years, and you picked up two more immortal lovers. Isn’t that something?”

A continuation fic taking place after chapter 8.

a/n:

the main story update was so ridiculously good. reminder that sylus will not be his canon self in this story and his lore will be different.

Masterlist

taglist: @fancyhawk45, @binibininghermosa, @raendarkfaerie

Your jaw drops open. “Zayne?”

Without a doubt, it’s him. Even with the frost in the air and the ringing in your head, you can still make him out, the brown trench coat that he likes wearing on his off days making him indistinguishable. It’s been two months since you last saw him, when you bid him farewell and stood in the snow, watching his form go farther and farther away until he was barely a speck compared to Mount Eternal.

In a rush, though it’s definitely not the time, it strikes you how deeply you've missed him. Tears that don’t fall rush into your eyes from the sheer relief you feel seeing him. An unspeakable feeling of safety, even though you’re sure you’re still very much in danger, fills you and your still beating heart with comfort like you’ve never known before. Zayne is here. Zayne is here.

“Are you alright?” he asks, voice soft and carrying even though his glare is still trained on Rafayel, whose eyes are bewildered, but is still sporting a scowl and a glare of his own to match.

“I’m okay,” you breathe, struggling to even sit up. The explosion had knocked out the guard, blown a hole into one of the walls, but it hadn’t loosened the ropes binding your wrists. Go figure. “Zayne, how—”

“We’ll discuss it later.” He lets go of Rafayel’s shirt, leaving him frozen against the wall to help you to your feet. 

“I’m fine too,” Rafayel snarks, sarcasm dripping from his voice as though he’s just been slighted. You’re still unnerved by his words, his tone, his expression—it’s frightening, and that’s not a word you’d have ever used to refer to him before. “Who’s this, Miss Bodyguard?” The frost spreads to his neck and he looks downright spiteful when he asks in a mocking way, “Jealous boyfriend?”

“Green with envy,” responds Zayne coldly, even though you’ve never known him to be one for petty quips. You take him in, from his disheveled hair, to his narrowed but clearly concerned hazel eyes, all the way down to the freezing white lines crawling into his wrist—

“Zayne!” Your eyes widen at the sight of his hand, but he retracts it, keeping you from inspecting clearly. “Your arm!”

It’s not the first time he’s been in pain after overusing his Evol, but even though his aches would stay with him for a few days after, the actual frost would melt off his skin rather quickly. It wasn’t supposed to embed into him like that. Making such a big explosion is no easy feat, and it’s taken a toll on him. “It’s nothing,” he speaks curtly, with the same rehearsed line he always uses when you express concern about him.

Rafayel snorts. “How noble.”

Your eyes snap to him, and a hot rage fills you now that the terrifying moment has passed. He was going to do it. He was going to plunge his hand into your heart and rip out the aether. It’s hard to be threatening with your hands tied, but your teeth grind furiously against each other as you shoot him a look filled with all the anger and betrayal you’ve experienced in the past few minutes.

The corners of his eyes soften even though you don’t say anything, though the hard gaze remains. Zayne doesn’t spare him or the frostbite on his own skin a second glance, taking off his coat to put over your shoulders. “Leave him and let’s get out of here. There’ll be others coming soon.”

“Others…?”

“Other guards,” he stresses, not unkindly, trying to pull you towards the door, or rather, what’s left of it. “They all have this weapon, some kind of electrocutor. I don’t want it anywhere near your heart. So we have to go, now.”

“Zayne—” You grind your feet against the floor, hating yourself for your hesitation but unable to just leave. “Wait, I—I can’t just—” His brows furrow urgently, and although a part of you wants to just intertwine his fingers with yours and run away with someone who you know would never betray you, you can’t. Not only because your hands are still tied behind your back, but because even though you can’t get past the sting of betrayal, you can’t leave Rafayel here either.

The white of Zayne’s Evol coats the artist’s skin, but it doesn’t seem to bother Rafayel in the slightest. He’s not even shivering. He holds your gaze, and you think again how you don’t know him at all, but now in a crushing, upsetting way. For someone who you’ve only known a few months, they’ve been a…special sort of time. You went to see the blossoms with him. You’ve traveled with him. The perfume fiasco. And Rafayel was just…a murderer the entire time?

You don’t want to believe that. You’ve never been the type of person to spend too much time in the denial phase of grief. When Gran and Caleb died, you’d known and accepted irrefutably what had happened as soon as you saw the flames, crushing depression notwithstanding. But now, it’s as if your heart, the same heart Rafayel just tried to rip out, is protesting against your brain, telling you that it isn’t possible for him to be anything but your egotistical, charming boss.

“We won’t get answers out of him,” Zayne murmurs cautiously. Rafayel scoffs.

“If he leaves the room, I’ll tell you everything. Preferably stay a hundred meter radius away.”

Zayne doesn’t even bother with an answer this time. He puts a hand on your shoulder, steadying you when you didn’t even realize you were shaking a little. “We can get answers a different way.”

You shake your head, throat feeling constricted. “No, Zayne, this is…he’s—”

“A famous artist,” he finishes, making sure to stand in between you and Rafayel, his shoulder blocking half the other man’s body from your vision. “I’m familiar. The one who has you playing bodyguard.”

A smirk graces Rafayel’s face. “Playing? She does an excellent job being my bodyguard. And you’re one to talk. Graduating med school at twenty—how much did that fake degree cost, Doctor?”

“You know him?” you ask, ears still ringing weakly. You’re looking at Rafayel, but the question is directed at Zayne.

“I know of him. You’ve mentioned him before, so I did my research.”

Something about that statement bothers you, but you can’t dwell on it when Rafayel speaks yet again, voice dripping with condescension. “And how could I not read up on my devoted employee’s primary care doctor? This goes a bit beyond the terms of the Hippocratic Oath, you know—”

“Stop it.” You step forward, addressing him directly for the first time since pleading with him not to plunge his hand into your chest. “Tell me what you’re doing here.”

His eyes shift, following the unspoken command for him to look at you. “I told you, Miss Bodyguard. I made a deal with your dad.”

“He’s not my dad.” It comes out harsher than you anticipated, but your nerves are in your chest, stuck in your throat, at just the thought that Rafayel could be such a terrible person. “Is that really all I get? After you just tried to kill me?”

He opens his mouth, looking like he’s about to say something, something genuine. Like he’ll give you all the answers you want. For a second, you’re hopeful again. But he stops himself, and his expression carefully morphs back into one of cold nonchalance. 

“I already told you everything.”

Your lips purse together furiously. “You didn’t tell me you were Lemurian.”

His eyes harden even more. “Bothers you that much, does it?”

“That’s not what bothers me,” you whisper, grateful for Zayne’s hand still on your shoulder.

“What, then?”

“Aside from you attacking me?” you say with venom. “Raymond.”

He lets out a disparaging sound, turning his face away. Shame? Regret? No, Rafayel doesn’t know the meaning of those words. He’s not disparaging himself, he’s disparaging you. His arrogance has irritated you in the past, but it’s never been maddening. Not like this.

“Raymond,” he spits out, “was a collector of rare things. One of those things being Lemurian skeletons.”

Your eyes dim, the memory of the large fish tank in the man’s mansion coming back to you. You’d thought it was crude, a bit morbid, but fake. Another person caught in the craze of Lemuria being discovered. You’d seen little mermaid stickers in the stores for weeks, TV show hosts discussing how they were right and it was never a myth. You never indulged. It seemed so heartless, treating an entire extinct civilization like a zoo exhibition. And yes, you’d heard that some people had started to bid on antiques, heirlooms, even tombs. But even still, you hadn’t thought about the possibility that the tacky decoration in Raymond’s house was no decoration at all.

That skeleton was a living, breathing being once. Your heart sinks. If he really is Lemurian—and everything seems to fall into place to say he is; his paintings, the way he knew so much about Lemuria, his fascination with the underwater civilization in the first place—he has every right to be angry with the people treating his home like an amusement park. And even that doesn’t make sense. Lemuria was lost thousands of years ago. How could it be Rafayel’s actual home? He was a descendant, which meant his relatives—his Aunt Talia, who you’ve met, who’s always kind to you, who always somehow looks just as youthful and ethereal as her nephew does…

The revelations are making your head hurt. 

“Still.” Rafayel’s tone shifts bitterly. “I didn’t kill him.”

“What? But the painting—”

“I tried to kill him, yeah.” Even that admission makes your heart twist in a harsh way. “But you and Doctor Hero here intercepted. The painting would’ve done him in quick and easy. I was merciful, if anything. I didn’t cut into his skin and leave scales there. As for who actually did? That’s beyond me.”

You swallow the lump in your throat. It’s not good enough. “You’re being awfully helpful explaining this now when you could’ve told me all this in the first place. Why should I believe you?”

Rafayel sighs. “You shouldn’t, actually. I was mostly buying time.”

Then he attacks. 

Zayne all but shoves you out of the way as a bright flame erupts in the room. You shut your eyes to shield them from the light, gasping, reeling from your nth crash against the wall of the day, and cry out, “Zayne!”

He clearly hadn’t expected Rafayel to break free, but he blocks the dagger that the other man pulls out of his chest with a slab of ice against his hand, snarling with a grimace and responding with his own move, an icicle that makes its way towards Rafayel’s shoulder with terrifying speed.

This time, though, Rafayel isn’t caught by surprise. He melts the ice away easily and swings again. Something is so odd about the way he’s moving, but you can’t tell when they’re both moving so fast.

A flash of colors, of elements, strikes this way and that. It’s all you can do to avoid blinding yourself by staring directly into it, and to cling to the wall to stay as far away from the attacks as possible. The room quickly fills with blasts and explosions, and you feel your own Resonance Evol burning in your chest, begging to join the fight. It’s resonated with both of them before, and you’re not sure where its allegiance would lie if you were to acquiesce control. 

Slamming your bound fists against the brick, you cry out, “Stop! Stop it!” but neither of them hear you. Flame meets ice and explodes in the middle, both of them playing offense and defense and neither paying attention to where you can barely move from the sheer force of their onslaught. 

Summoning all the strength you have left over, you push yourself off the wall, about to throw yourself into the middle in the hopes that it’ll at least make them stop before the ceiling gives, but before you can take more than two steps, a hand clamps over your mouth, and a familiar, warm glow envelops you, snatching your feet off the ground and your breath from your throat.

In the time it takes you to gasp, you’re no longer in the same room, but in a dark hallway that looks exactly like the one you were in before. By the time you finish gasping, you snap your head back. “Xavie—”

He puts a finger to your lips, his other hand going to your cheek. “Shh,” he whispers, “we can’t make too much noise. Are you okay?”

“I’m—“ You cut yourself, taking him in with a gaping look. You’re not okay, you’re the furthest thing from okay. Xavier is here, Xavier is here, and he’s here to save you, and you have a flurry of questions, so many that your mind is overwhelmed. How did he—you cut yourself off, he knew where you were because of the tracker he put on you. Thank goodness your kidnappers hadn’t discovered it. As to how he got here, because even his transportation power doesn’t let him do incredibly far distances—did that mean you were still close to the Nest—

Silencing your brain completely for a second, you say as calmly as possible, “Xavier, please untie me.”

Without a second thought, he complies, stepping up and half hugging you to undo your binds. A comforting scent fills your senses, your nose brushing against the cloth of his jacket. You remember that night, in the flower shop he’d taken you to, gazing into his eyes while he looked at you like a man ready to drown. 

The second your wrists are free, you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him tightly, whispering, “Thank you.”

His arms find a home around you as well, and he tucks his face into your neck. “Of course.” His voice is incredibly sincere, and your heart aches; even though it hasn’t been long, you’ve missed him just as much as you’ve missed Zayne.

Zayne!

“Let’s go.” Xavier takes your hand and tugs, running only a few feet before you tug him back.

“No, wait! We have to go back. My friend is there.”

Rafayel. Rafayel is also there.

“We don’t have any friends here,” Xavier responds with furrowed brows, still trying to lightly pull you towards him. “There’s a blockade of ice blocking the path to that room, but it won’t hold for long. We have to get as far from here as possible.”

“No, Xav, please. My friend Zayne, he came here to save me. He’s fighting in there, I can’t—we can’t leave him!”

He looks conflicted, a very unusual expression on him. Xavier is always sure, of himself, his actions, his surroundings. But at your pleading gaze, he relents, and once more places his hands on your arms, and the same glowing burn licks at your skin and takes you away.

The second you’re back in the room, you and Xavier both duck to avoid the blast of fire. The walls are all but destroyed, crumbling this way and that, and the ceiling is clearly not going to wait too long before following suit. Zayne and Rafayel are even closer to each other than before, Rafayel’s dagger spinning in his hand so quickly you’re surprised that Zayne only has small cuts on his clothes and no blood staining them.

But it’s probably because he’s giving as good as he’s getting, evidenced by how you nearly slip trying to run to them—the ground is entirely covered in ice. 

Your heart beats fast, not just from the danger, but from your Evol. For the first time, you feel three incredibly powerful connections soaring through your veins all at once. Light, ice, fire. You’ve used their powers on separate occasions, in fights, on missions, and it’s always been a fascinating point for you how these three are easily the smoothest connections you’ve ever had. Resonance depends highly on both your mental state and feelings towards the person you’re resonating with, and equally on the other person’s feelings towards you. You’ve had problems resonating with even close friends, because there was always some hesitance there, a clinging to one’s own self. People were willing to share with you, but these three—Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel—their Evol has always flowed through your body like it’s your own power, like they’ve not just shared, but given you their entire being.

Catching yourself from the ice at the last second, you grab Xavier’s hand, and the two of you only meet each other’s gaze for a split second before he nods, and presses your hand to his chest. 

From him, beams of light strike out towards every corner of the room, shattering the glass window that had somehow still remained intact. The drapes rip from the wall on impact, flying out into the night, and both Rafayel and Zayne have to jump out of the way to avoid being hit directly. 

Xavier grabs Zayne’s arm before he can hit the wall, while you dive towards where Rafayel’s thrown himself onto the floor. The rope your captors used on you slides through your fist and around his wrists behind his back. He groans in pain, but you ignore it, tightening them to make sure they’re secure.  

There’s silence in the room, only overcome by a sudden crashing sound, and then, footsteps.

“Sorry,” Xavier says, not sounding very sorry at all, “Doctor Zayne, they’re coming for my partner, and your patient. Since your hand looks like it’s freezing over, I think it’s about time we run.”

He points at the broken window before looking at you, as does Zayne. The question is clear. You have to move, and quickly. What to do with your newfound prisoner?

You gaze down at him; he’s hiding his face. Even now, flame flickers at your fingertips, like you could use his Evol easily. With no resistance whatsoever. No hesitation, just pure, unadulterated power, no more muted than the feeling of light in your palms or ice in your knuckles.

Looking at the window, you huff out with gritted teeth. “Let him go out first.” 

[alwaysxlarrie]

10 fav quotes from fics part 2!

i'm still not entirely sure about the format but idk what i would even change it to??? anyway, here's part 2 xx

Ghosts really had no respect for a good sleep. -- @briannamarguerite

Louis put his hand on Harry’s shoulder as he walked by, and Harry was fucked because now he was going to spend all day wondering what that meant. -- @harryventura

Louis chokes on his tea. Liam shoots him a funny look, but doesn’t do anything to help. Some fucking friend he is. @afirethatcannotdie

He tugs the knot of his tie, loosening it with one hand, humming to the person down the line as he walks inside. Harry has to take a deep breath to calm himself and not openly salivate over it. -- @brightgolden

"Mate," Zayn says, patting Louis' shoulder. "We've been the worst criminals to ever fucking exist ever since we started donating the money we steal." -- @missandrogyny

Coincidentally, gorgeous, sweet-looking alpha men are just Louis’ type. -- @absoloutenonsense

“Did he show you pictures?” Harry asks. He’s going to focus on the cat. The cat will help. -- @londonfoginacup

Yesterday, Harry deliberately brought a banana as a snack with the sole intention of deep-throating it. He’s not proud. -- @balanceds

Fucking Louis. Just upending his whole life like this in just one week. -- @allwaswell16

Louis rolled his eyes. “Soccer,” he said, full air quotes and all, “is not a term that is accepted in my presence. You will call the sport by its actual title or nothing at all.” -- @lululawrence

[south-of-heaven]

Did so good || Rhea Ripley x Reader x Damian Priest

Summary: Rhea is so happy after her match. Damian is still sulking over his ruined cash-in.

A/N: I can't stop thinking about that video so here is a little fic.

The arena buzzed with post-match excitement backstage at Crown Jewel, and you were practically bouncing with joy. Rhea had just retained her title in the Fatal Five-Way match, and you couldn't have been prouder of her. As you stood waiting near the locker rooms, you watched her approach, still in her ring gear, her championship held high.

"Eeeee!! You did so good!" you squealed as she drew near. Your enthusiasm was contagious, and you jumped into her arms, wrapping your legs around her waist. Rhea laughed, hugging you tightly, the taste of victory still fresh on her lips.

"Thank you, baby," She smiled, kissing you gently before setting you down and walking over to the tall, brooding figure standing a few feet away.

"I did it," she said, her voice filled with a mix of pride and relief. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she looked at Damian standing in front of her, still sporting a sour expression. She sought his approval more than anyone else's.

Damian had good reason to be upset; Sami Zayn had just stolen his briefcase as he tried to cash in on Seth Rollins. But when he saw Rhea looking at him the way she did, his anger melted away. She looked outright adorable, and he couldn't resist her, especially when she sought his reassurance.

He pulled Rhea in close, her head nestled against his chest, and kissed the top of her head. "Yeah, baby," he said softly, his gruff voice filled with warmth, "you did it. You did so damn good out there. I'm proud of you."

Rhea's smile brightened, and she hugged Damian even tighter. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the celebration of her hard-fought victory and the love she shared with you and Damian, the people who meant the world to her.

[theficpusher]

A Matter of Pride by Lhhome | G | 100 Not at the game Niall takes pride in being the best at.

i'll show you a hole in one by littlemissmeggie | E | 1921 “Show me a hole in one,” Niall whispered in Harry’s ear like it was a secret, “and I’ll go get you another beer.” Harry moved an arm around Niall’s waist, his hand at the small of Niall’s back. “I’ll show you a hole in one,” Harry growled, pulling Niall flush against his body, “but not out here.” “Gross!” Niall giggled. He pushed himself out of Harry’s strong arm and stepped away from the brunette. “Go on, then! Hole in one for a beer.” “I don’t want a beer, though, love,” Harry said, voice pitched low and sticky. Harry’s hands moved down to cup Niall’s arse and he lifted him up, Niall’s legs immediately wrapping around Harry’s waist. “Just want you. On my private putting green.” It was Niall’s turn to roll his eyes. “Harry, I swear to God, if you make one more golf innuendo, I’m not having sex with you.” or... Harry's new house just so happens to have a private putting green and Harry uses it as the perfect excuse to invite Niall over.

Playing and Golfing at Pebble Beach by anonymousorly | E | 2017 Harry's tour brings him to the city where Niall happens to be recording and proposes a golf outing. Harry bets Niall can't make par for a blowjob.

Putting it in! by 4ureyesonly28, BringMeADream, foreverfanficaddict | T | 2990 Liam has problems controlling his length, Louis has problems controlling his tongue, Harry is very protective over Louis' balls and Niall? Niall just really wants to have a foursome at the golf course.

The Eighteenth by slashter | E | 6377 It only takes Harry and Louis eighteen holes to fall in love. [Or the one where Louis is Harry's caddy and Harry hasn't felt this alive in a very long time]

Who's Your Caddy? by listentotheink | nr | 9701 Harry is a golfer, and Louis is a caddy. They haven't seen each other in years, but they're more familiar than to each other than they're willing to admit. Sometimes you have to lose to gain. Especially in the beginning.

putt a little love on me by starryharry | G | 15631 Louis works at a golf course with Zayn and Liam, but they only have a few months left until everything changes. Along the way, Louis meets Harry.

Be My Little Good Luck Charm by 100percentsassy | E | 34873 In which Harry is a promising amateur golfer making his debut at the PGA Championship, and Louis is a Sky Sports anchor who would really rather be commentating on footie. The other boys are around too: caddy!Niall provides victory pints, Liam is Louis's Very Serious co-anchor, and poor Zayn just gets his face drawn on.

Par for the Course | E | 36869 Harry's right there. In person. Wearing a ridiculous purple golf shirt and those stupid gloves that keep the clubs from flying out of your hands when you swing and he's staring at Louis like he's just seen a fucking ghost. Though, Louis supposes, he really sort of has.

[allwaswell16]

A fic rec of One Direction fics that involve racing of any kind as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

—Louis/Harry—

🏁 pray for some sweet simplicity by delsicle / @eeveelou

(E, 237k, motorcycle racing) an AU where motorcycle racing is the biggest sport in a heavily divided world, Louis is trying to take control of his own destiny, and Harry is in for more than he bargained for.

🏁 Something In The Distance (So Close You Can Almost Taste It) by magicalou

(T, 180k, F1) Louis is a Formula 1 driver for Scuderia Ferrari and Harry is a painter and sculptor, one of the most beloved from our time, and Louis's biggest pain in the ass.

🏁 The Finish Line (Is A Good Place For Us To Start) by LoadedGunn

(E, 121k, F1) The first thing Louis does is take him under his wing. From there it’s nine months of slow-burning romance, the past catching up to them, turning into the human puppy pile that is OT5 and a lot of feelings until, of course, reaching the finish line.

🏁 run away home by @hattalove

(E, 106k, horse racing) louis is a successful jockey down on his luck, struggling to get his life back on track after an injury. harry has a horse, a house fit for a prince, and a broken heart.

🏁 Counterbalance by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf

(E, 44k, motorcycle racing) Harry Styles loves two things: teaching ballet and racing motorcycles. Those two worlds collide when his greatest rival on the track, Louis “Tommo” Tomlinson brings his tiny siblings to Harry’s class.

🏁 My Saddle's Waiting by @realitybetterthanfiction

(E, 28k, street racing) When Harry finds himself in charge of Ford's installation at the Chicago Auto Show, there's already a lot on the line. Little does he know that a seemingly harmless bet on the fastest pony car might just up the stakes even more.

🏁 Ten Second Car by orphan_account

(E, 14k, street racing) AU in which Harry goes undercover to catch illegal street racers robbing rigs and instead falls in love with the bad guys brother. Based off of The Fast & The Furious (2001)

🏁 You Made A Slow Disaster Out Of Me by lzcatalina / @harryandlouisarehappilystrong

(E, 13k, street racing) Louis was the king of illegal street racing who rarely lost, Harry was the newcomer who beat him in the first race and nearly ran him over.

🏁 kings of the castle by orphan_account

(M, 4k, horse racing) harry is the son of architects who bet on horse races and louis is the prettiest jockey he might've ever seen in all his betting years.

—Rare Pairs—

🏁 Slow Me Down by @justonebreathx

(E, 55k, Niall/Harry) the one where Harry is a NASCAR driver down on his luck until he meets Niall and suddenly everything in his life is right again.

🏁 Trip And Fall On Me by @fluffypiecake

(M, 38k, Zayn/Harry) You don't do what you're told. Bend and break, bend and break.

🏁 (dressed in black) from head to toe by soundingawkward

(G, 3k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) nick hates the mud and the cold and all things about this stupid dirt bike rally, except for one muddy, grotty, dirt bike riding boy.

[hlficlibrary]

hey! do u know any fics w himbo harry? :)

Hi, anon! So here are a few himbo Harry fics for you!

Player by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom

Louis’ job should be simple. Harry Styles, one of the top ranking tennis players in the world, is every publicist's perfect client. He’s charismatic, enigmatic, and fit as fuck. The darling of the media, a national treasure, and a sponsor's wet dream. He’s also a goofball with the kindest heart, sweet, and polite, and singularly focused on achieving his goals.

There are just two minor problems. Firstly, Louis' debilitating crush on said client. And secondly, Harry has just accidentally Instagrammed a picture of his dick to his 18 million followers. So no, Louis’ job is anything but simple.

OR the one where Louis is Harry’s highly strung publicist and has a thing for his client, Harry is an international sports star and has a thing for his publicist, Liam and Zayn have a thing for each other, and Niall wishes everyone would just get their shit together.

see-through, need you by @holdingontochaos

Louis has a crush. He’s also a 19 year old virgin. Determined to get some experience before he goes out with his crush he enlists the help of his ex best friend—known in the university to get around, and star football player, Harry.

Harry agrees to help Louis practice and learn, and Louis always has been a good student.

OR the one where himbo Harry helps virgin Louis practice fucking.

You & Me Got a Whole Lot of History by @littleroverlouis

Harry is a 'born-lucky' immortal, happily coasting through life as he finds himself back in Burlington, Vermont. His life has been full of fun and excitement, but he lost his one great love three hundred years ago in New Orleans.

He never anticipated a reunion with his lost love in a Trader Joes, until he comes face to face with a very angry and apparently, very immortal Louis.

[enchantedlandcoffee]

Happy 28th everybody!! Here are some fics I've read this October and really enjoyed!! 🎃

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Panda's Kinktober 2023 Series by @red-pandaaa

Explicit | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Niall Horan/Zayn Malik

I haven't managed to read all of these just yet but the ones I have were so so good and I definitely recommend reading them.

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for you, darlin', for you by shiptattou / @wecantalktomorrow

General Audiences | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Alpha Louis Tomlinson, Omega Harry Styles, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending

“Got another tomorrow before I leave,” Harry said quietly, nuzzling Louis’s blanket once more as he got comfortable in their nest. His body was still trembling with the aftermath of his sobs, but the tears had stopped for the moment. “Thank you, you know,” he rubbed his face once more, sinking farther into the comforting scent of his alpha, “you always seem to know what I need before I do.” That made Louis smile, eyes crinkling in the corners which, in turn, made Harry’s heart race with a fondness for the man before him. “Of course I do, you’re my baby, my mate, my omega. ‘S my job to take care of you. Kept seeing the pictures coming out, and you looked more and more worn out, my love. Could feel it,” Louis breathed out, his hand coming up to prod at his own bondmark absently. The touch to his bondmark makes Harry shiver, bringing his fingers up to rest them against his own mark.

This was such a cute fic and I loved it so much.

always you (i should have known) by 28goldensfics / @28goldens

Teen and Up Audiences | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Enemies to fake dating to lovers, Fluff, Sharing a Bed, Abusive Relationships (not Larry)

“Oi, now we’re talking. Came running to ol’ Tomlinson for help, gotta say Harold,” He crossed his arms over his chest, and Harry watched as his eyes looked him over. “It's very out of character for you.” “Yeah, well, don’t feel too special, you're my last choice,” Harry subconsciously crossed his arms as well, giving Louis his own look over. “Oh, that's a lot of power, I’m your last resort!” He wagged his finger at him, letting out a cackle. “Alright, hit me with it.” Harry’s lips pursed as he slowly started to regret the words about to spill out of his mouth, “I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” or the one where harry and louis cant stand each other and fake date to make someone jealous.

I love this fic so, so much. I read this in one night and the lovely author Rae got my live commentary of it. I definitely recommend giving this a read and the sequel to it linked here (explicit).

Told You So by hazzahtomlinson / @itsnotreal

Explicit | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Meet-Cute, Falling In Love, Strangers to Lovers

“Harry, come outside and say 'hello' to Loretta.” Louis rested his forearms against the fence. He wondered who Harry was? Maybe her son? He turned back briefly to check on his grandma. She had a sly smirk on her face, so he turned further to face her. “What? What’re you smiling like that for?” He chuckled. “Nothing. Just— thought of something funny. I’ll tell you about it later.” Louis squinted at her. Hm. Weird. “What’d you need, Gram?” A new voice said. Louis turned back towards Mary’s yard and nearly choked on his tongue. Holy fucking—. Harry was in fact not Mary’s son. Jesus fuck. He had brown hair that curled a bit at his ears, long legs on display in some mesh shorts, toned arms showing due to the tanktop he was sporting. Christ. He was hot as fuck. A thousand percent Louis’ type— and then he turned towards him and their eyes met. “Oh. Who’s this?” Harry questioned, a soft smile on his lips as his eyes danced over Louis. Or Louis' grandmother loved to meddle in his life no matter how much he told her to give it up.

This was such a cute read and is on my list of fics to read when I need cheering up. It's so so good!!

Swap me for your shadow by @lunarheslwt

Explicit | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Harry Styles, Omega Louis Tomlinson, 5+1 Things

“…I’m just … so in love with him.” Louis blinked. What??? This hushed revelation from Harry came like a gunshot- loud - and made his heart plummet. He could hardly process it, as he stood there freezing in the wind, hidden behind the balcony door. Harry was … Harry was in love?? Since when?? The shock and confusion that had fallen over him like a bucket of ice was slowly washed over by a feeling that ran hot and acidic. Somehow, it gripped around his lungs tighter, more cruelly. Harry was in love with someone….and it wasn’t him. If Louis thought being in love with his best friend was a knife that continually twisted into his heart before, it was nothing compared to when Harry started to go around talking about having fallen for someone else. A 5+1 fic; 5 times Louis has to listen to Harry’s vague confessions of love for his ‘omega friend’ and the 1 time Louis snaps and confesses his love for Harry.

i absolutely love this fic and how the story was set up and portrayed <33

⋆☆WIPs☆⋆

blue moon by @aquietlarrie

Explicit | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Alternative Universe - 1950s, Mutual Pining, Long-Distance Relationship, Alternative Universe - College/University, Coming of Age

it’s the late 50’s. times are ��simple’. rock n roll is in full swing. vinyl, music and dancing are the primary ways of entertaining yourself, and in a time where loving someone of the same sex is illegal, two strangers catch each other’s eyes across a dancefloor and do just that. over the span of a year and in between two cities, harry and louis happen to find each other at just the right time. through a hot and heavy summer and a bitter winter, their journey is one of self; self discovery, self-acceptance and self love. this is a story of navigating sexuality in a time where man and woman are the only accepted forms of love by law, where learning to hide your love for someone becomes a matter of survival and safety. a story where above everything, they stick together and weather the storm. its hard, incredibly hard, but no matter the road, it's one worth taking or the self indulgent 50’s au where i wanted a safe space to explore the culture, history, and sexuality of being gay in a time when it was extremely difficult to do so. includes, lots of questionable dancing, healing your inner child, and one heck of an emotional ride.

I had the pleasure of beta-ing this fic just before posting and I love it so so much. There are 3 chapters posted already and it's so so good!

Into The Mist by @babyhoneyheslt

Mature | Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Alternate Universe - Historical, Pirates, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Sneaking on board the famous pirate ship Compass Arrow to get a story for his journalist father, Harry must do everything to keep a low profile. But when one of the crew discovers him, hiding from the ruthless Captain Tommo becomes almost impossible.

I love all fics by this author and this is one of my favourite WIPs at the moment.

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＊ routine surveillance  by @disgruntledkittenface [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Harry’s training period for the Bureau consists of routine surveillance. One night, it becomes a little less routine.

＊ you wanna be on top? by @disgruntledkittenface [NR, 6k, Zayn/Louis]

“This is going to be a challenge for me.”

“Why?” Mr. Jay asks. Zayn can picture him, crossing his arms over his chest, a challenging gleam in his eye, but probably with a glossy smile.

“It looks like she’s kind of boyish? And, like, dorky, you know what I mean?”

Niall pushes Zayn lightly as someone holds the curtain open and she has to plaster on a smile as she walks out into the room. The raspy voice belongs to a brunette standing next to Mr. Jay, and Zayn almost stumbles in her stupid ankle boots when she sees how beautiful she is. Her high cheekbones rival Zayn’s, she has piercing blue eyes, and her lips… Well, Zayn probably shouldn’t think too much about them while she’s on camera.

Zayn’s experience as a contestant on America’s Next Top Model left her more than a little traumatized. She thinks she knows what to expect when she lets herself be talked into making an appearance on the show a couple of years later.

Louis manages to surprise her.

＊ Livin' In A Daydream by @lululawrence [NR, 3k, Louis/Harry]

See, Harry had learned his lesson. In order to protect Louis’ clothing and ensure everything was able to be thoroughly washed the first time, Harry had to go through each item individually. He would never be able to forgive himself if he didn’t go through the basketful and then he accidentally destroyed a beloved band shirt or something.

One line from the song Harry had previously been humming was now stuck in his mind on repeat, but it wasn’t bothering him yet so he allowed it to stay for the moment. The words he knew flowed with the music, and he subconsciously tried to figure out the missing lyrics as he mindlessly went through Louis’ laundry, until it all came to a screeching halt.

Harry originally had thought that the sock he had pulled out was just another one of Louis’ sport socks he left balled up, but when Harry pulled the cuff out, he realized the actual sole of the sock felt… crusty.

＊ Quite the Pickle by @lululawrence [NR, 1k, Louis/Harry/Nick Grimshaw]

Nick hated pickles. It was an entire thing for him and he used to get into arguments all the time when his mum insisted he could just remove them and the sandwich would be fine without them.

She never seemed to understand. The flavor was still left behind because of the juices. The scent was still there. The pickle was never fully removed. Not successfully. And now one was sitting on the plate, almost touching his perfectly pickle free sandwich, all whilst leaking it’s flavor and scent all over his chips.

Good thing there happened to be a pregnant man with a craving nearby.

＊ A Cure for First Show Nerves by @haztobegood [E, 776 words, Louis/Harry]

Harry calls before Louis' first show.

＊ waving to the hard times by @beardyboyzx [NR, 80k, Harry/Louis]

“When you took power, you promised the people equality, freedom from any form of discrimination, and the peace we were severely lacking. Today, once again, you're proving yourself to be a fake, a clown who rose to power just to think about himself.” Louis turns to look at the General once again and finds himself staring at the way his face seems scrunched up in pure and unadulterated rage. “But we — the people, have had enough of you and your barbarity.” Taking a step forward, the person raises his carbine and points it at the balcony. The crowd gasps and Louis takes his gun out of its holder and points it right back at them. “We've had enough. We're not gonna ask you to stop anymore. We're gonna make you.”

Twenty-five years ago, a group of alpha soldiers led a revolution to dispose of the beta oppressive monarchy. Louis Tomlinson, the General’s alpha nephew, is set to follow in his footsteps and eventually lead the Country. When the arrest of a beta brings a silent resistance group to show themselves and threaten The General, Louis finds himself questioning the government's true nature and the equality of the law, in a quest that will change him for good.

＊ in my head we can love forever by @beardyboyzx [E, 1k, Louis/Harry]

It's official: this is creepy. She's creepy. It's not like anything is going to happen just because Louis is a lesbian too. Harry's got to stop touching herself while thinking about her roommate.

Except that she can't.

Or: Harry might be a bit in love with her roommate.

＊ See the Light by Stria / @nooradeservedbetter [E, 6k, Harry/Louis]

Luckily for him, Louis doesn’t seem to mind. “Tell you what, love,” he says. He gets the pen on the counter, scribbles some numbers on the back of his receipt. “Here’s my number, and we can talk more about the purposes of a leash.” He winks, and then saunters away, bag in hand. Harry looks at his arse the whole time.

AKA the filthiest thing I've ever written.

＊ Like a Fire Burning in Your Veins by Stria / @nooradeservedbetter [E, 2k, Louis/Harry]

But first kinks are never forgotten, so to speak, and Harry can’t help but go back to them, alone and with Louis, over and over again. Can’t help but ask for bruises and pinches and slaps, can’t help but get on his knees in a bathroom stall, mouth full of dick while Louis bites on his fingers to avoid screaming.

(Or, the one with the pain.)

＊ Cool Kids Never Have The Time by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment [T, 6k, Zayn/Louis]

“Meet Zayn. He's here to fix our immaturity problem,” Louis says in a clearly mocking tone.

Or: Zayn auditions to join a band and makes a bad first impression on their bassist.

＊ Inner Crisis by @neondiamond [G, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Louis calls an LGBTQ+ crisis hotline after coming out as asexual to his friends and family doesn’t quite go as well as he’d hoped. Harry answers his call.

＊ Chasing Feelings by @neondiamond [M, 20k, Harry/Louis]

When homicide detective Louis Tomlinson first gets assigned to work with detective Harry Styles, the newest addition to the Doncaster police station, on the biggest case of his career, he’s less than enthused about it. There’s a serial killer on the loose, and Louis has no time to waste working with a newbie, despite how attracted his inner Alpha may be to Harry’s sweet scent. Along the way, he finds he may have been too quick to judge the Omega.

＊ Ahead in the Count by @kingsofeverything [E, 2k, Louis/Harry]

Louis’s been a catcher in the minor leagues for more than a decade and he’s never known a pitcher to touch his junk more often than he touches the baseball.

Harry Styles, however, threw 117 pitches tonight, and adjusted himself 228 times.

＊ Bitter Ends Turn Sweet by @allwaswell16 [E, 30k, Louis/Harry]

It had been four years since Harry first heard the song his ex wrote about him and far longer since they broke up. He forgave Louis long ago, and now his life was focused on his career, his family, and especially his son, Max. But Louis was back in Chicago, after all this time, and he’s not an easy man to ignore.

Or a songfic inspired by the song Chicago

＊ All This Time by @allwaswell16 [T, 1k, Louis/Harry]

Louis Tomlinson had been best friends with flower shop owner Gemma Styles for years. It wasn't until she suggested he date her alpha brother that he ever thought of Harry that way. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea...

＊ the embers are new by @nouies [NR, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Louis is a dragon vet whose life is changed after a long trip.

＊ Fingertips Putting on a Show by cherrylarry / @beelou [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Harry just wants a relaxing self love session in the bathtub when she gets interrupted by a knock on her door.

＊ let's get naked and explore (our inner secrets) by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [E, 8k, Zayn/Louis]

Louis’ name flashes on his screen and Zayn frowns at the phone before accepting the call and putting it on speaker. “Lou?”

“Don’t you mean daddy?” Louis asks, and Zayn fumbles with his phone, quickly taking it off speaker and putting in his airpods even before he’s consciously registered what Louis has said.

“What?” he hisses, his cheeks red with embarrassment, but even when he takes out one airpod to listen he can’t hear anything in the hallway, no giggling sisters or horrified mothers indicating that he’s been overheard. “Jesus, Lou, give me a warning next time.” It’s not as though both of them haven't ever started conversations about kink at random before, but here? Now?

Louis doesn’t chuckle, the way Zayn expects him to. Instead he sounds a little confused, or at least careful. “You’re the one that started it?”

“I did not!” Zayn insists hotly, squirming a little bit in the bed because he knows that he hadn’t, but he can’t lie, there’s a part of him that is a little intrigued.

Or: Zayn and Louis figure out a new kink with the help of good ol' autocorrect.

＊ the missing piece that makes me fit by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 17k, Zayn/Louis/Liam]

Liam is exactly Zayn's type. And Zayn is exactly Liam's type.

So it makes perfect sense for Louis to set them up.

Unfortunately, he fails to take into account that they're both also exactly his type.

＊ we will get another day (to begin again) by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 1k, Zayn/Liam]

“There’s a ton of health benefits to it, look.”

Zayn gives Liam an unimpressed stare. He doesn’t even acknowledge the phone in his hand. “I don’t care if it makes me immortal, Leeyum, I’m not going to take a freaking ice bath at six in the morning.”

＊ Voyeur Eyes Only by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [E, 1k, Louis/OT5]

For Wankers Day, Louis offers his clients a glimpse through the glory hole. Look but don’t touch never felt so good.

＊ Some Records Turnin’ by crimsontheory / @ireallysawanangel [E, 49k, Louis/Harry]

“Harry, dear,” Niall said cheerily, his arms ladened down with more boxes they’d received from their shipment earlier that day. “I promise this isn’t a prank, but Louis Tomlinson is sitting in our office.”

“I know,” Harry replied, using his hip to close the drawer of the cash register. “I let him back there.”

“Wait,” Niall said as he sat the boxes in his arms down on the counter and then held up his hands with his palms facing out towards Harry. “You mean to tell me that this man who you have a massive crush on is in our store right now and you’re just letting him sit back there by himself and not trying to shoot your shot?”

Or, Harry is a soft alpha who owns a record store and Louis is a closeted singer omega masquerading as an alpha who randomly stumbles into Harry’s store.

＊ Pegging in Pain by larry_hiatus / @larry-hiatus [E, 4k, Louis/Harry]

Harry loves the creativity of his fans when it comes to the signs they bring to his shows, and he tries to react to as many of the ones he likes as he can. When Louis finds about one cheeky sign, though, Harry’s reaction comes back to bite him in the ass.

＊ Trapezing Secret by thinlines / @thinlinez [E, 10k, Harry/Louis]

This job was supposed to be his secret. No one was supposed to find out.

“Woah.”

Harry dropped the two rubbish bags in his hands. One of the bags must have contained some spilled juice or sauce because he could feel wetness seeping into his ballet flats.

Louis’ hand which had been stuffed into his windbreaker pocket revealed itself as the alpha held up his fist to knuckle at his eyes. He blinked rapidly before he rubbed at his eyes again and squinted.

“Harold?”

OR What will happen when your lazy coworker slash biggest knothead you know discovers your secret? Omega Harry doesn't get the time to ponder his answer.

＊ Write You A Song by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings [G, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Harry’s new flat is great but the acoustics are even better. They’re so good in fact that his daily shower concerts start to entertain an audience besides his shampoo bottle.

＊ It's Written All Over Your Face - Say It by larry_hiatus / @larry-hiatus [E, 10k, Harry/Louis]

Harry has been a brat all day, and Louis can’t seem to figure out why. When he does though, he delivers a punishment Harry won’t forget.

＊ Hold Me Tight (Or Don’t) by @hellolovers13 [E, 13k, Louis/Harry]

Falling in love with Louis is easy enough. Separating Louis from the singer persona Harry has been a fan of for years, however, is not.

But she's not the only one making assumptions.

＊ The Pros and Cons of Breathing by @hellolovers13 [E, 81k, Harry/Louis]

Omega Harry has always known he'd be married off someday, so when he's betrothed to Prince Louis, he's anxious about having to leave his life behind, but hopeful for a happy marriage.

The hope doesn't last long, with his husband avoiding him at all costs and Harry being left to fend for himself.

Can he find happiness even in a broken marriage?

＊ Something Secret by @hellolovers13 [E, 3k, Louis/Harry]

The Pros and Cons of Breathing - Companion

Eternity starts with a pink rose.

＊ Til the Afterglow by @hellolovers13 [E, 8k, Harry/Louis]

When Harry goes into heat in a random hotel room a thousand miles from home, there's more than one Alpha offering his help.

＊ It's Alright If It Makes You Feel Alive by larry_hiatus / @larry-hiatus [E, 13k, Louis/Zayn]

Louis has only ever been a dom when it comes to bedroom activities, but after seeing his boyfriend Harry get dominated by Zayn during their threesome, Louis asks Zayn to fulfill a secret wish of his.

＊ Teach Me Your Ways by elsi_bee / @elsi-bee [E, 34k, Louis/Harry]

Based on the following prompt: Omega Harry is the newly appointed sex ed teacher and uptight Alpha Louis does not approve of his very open methods. A rivalry ensues until Harry unravels him behind closed doors.

＊ Pageant Material by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 [G, 6k, Zayn/Louis]

Louis flicks a nearby switch, lighting the bulbs around his mirror in a soft glow. The buttery yellow catches on the edges of his cheekbones, sharpening the dip. He looks more grown up this year. Some of his baby fat has melted away, and he sucks in his cheeks to see what he might look like by twenty five if this pattern continues. Then he crosses his eyes and sticks out his tongue.

Or, the Zouis teen beauty pageant AU.

＊ The Way to My Heart by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 [T, 6k, Louis/Harry]

Louis' having a bit of a dry spell, until he bumps into an attractive alpha in the supermarket and leaves with his number. It was a hard bump. Very... muscular.

The only problem is, said alpha asks Louis to cook for him - which is not exactly his skill set.

＊ you are my destiny (you are the reason that i still believe) by @alwaysxlarrie [M, 98k, Harry/Louis]

Being a new employee at a company means that you have to learn to brush off the shitty bosses, shitty coworkers, and not getting the credit you actually deserve for things. At least, that's been Harry Styles' experience. Coworkers who steal his ideas in pursuit of getting praise and a raise, and a boss who's indifferent at best and condescending at worst. Harry has learned to expect this reality for the foreseeable future. He's accepted it.

What he hadn't expected was for Louis Tomlinson to waltz into their company, and his life, and change around everything he thought he knew about fate. A Cinderella AU.

＊ So Be Good For Goodness Sake by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers [E, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Moving his fingers alongside the elastic, Louis’ eyes got darker again. “Did you like my dick down your throat?”

“Yes, daddy, I’m sorry.” A whimper escaped him, he wasn’t ready for a spanking at all, especially not in a broom closet.

Harry felt his pants go down his legs in one go. “That big new plug I got for you, did that feel good?”

Or, Louis picks Harry's outfit for their TV appearance and adds a little surprise.

＊ Lost In This Craze For You by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers [E, 4k, Harry/Louis]

A frown formed on his face, he just wanted to talk. Zayn promised him Harry wasn’t mad, but reality seemed different. “Harry! Please!” Louis knocked hard on the door, it creaked and opened slightly.

Louis remembered Harry saying his door was broken, but Louis didn’t expect maintenance to take so long. The light from Harry’s room showed a white line on Louis’ black jeans. Louis couldn’t see inside but he just needed to.

Guilt swept through him as he slowly pushed the door open. As heavy as he felt, Louis took a step inside, and another. He did see Harry at his desk, or in the room, until he turned his head.

His mouth dropped but his heartbeat picked up. His boyfriend was jerking off, on his bed, with- “Harry?”

Or, Louis thinks he is incapable of making his boyfriend come, but Harry just needs a little more from him.

＊ On such breathless nights as these by @marchessa [E, 14k, Louis/Harry]

“Do you wish to become my mate, the pack omega?”

“I do.”

Louis kneeled down in front of him, and took the omega’s hands in his own, holding them over his chest.

“Then I will take you as my omega today,” Louis said with a firm voice. “I will keep you as my omega, my fated mate. From now on, you are mine to love. Mine to care for. Mine to pleasure,” he promised, leaning closer to the omega.

Harry’s whole body flushed after hearing his alpha’s vow, and tears gathered in his eyes.

As a newly presented omega, Harry has a hard time adjusting to his new life. Luckily he has the best alpha anyone could ask for on his side. The Moon had guided him to the most perfect mate in the world, and soon they will bond in the pale moonlight. He just has to survive the long road leading to the mating ritual.

Part 2 of In the middle of the night when the wolves come out

what's left of my halo's black by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove [E, 22k, Louis/Harry]

As Harry sucks lovebites into Louis’ neck, Louis hopes that one day those marks will cover the way he can still feel Alex’s handprints burned into his flesh.

As Harry’s nails drag scratches along Louis’ back, Louis hopes that one day the scabs on his heart will heal and drop away just like the scabs on his skin.

As Harry fucks him down into the mattress, the bed shaking with every thrust, Louis hopes that one day his mouth will forget the shape of Alex’s name, won’t trace it over and over as the heat builds inside him, won’t want to scream it when he comes. Maybe one day he’ll open his eyes, as he slowly floats down from his post-orgasm haze, and won’t expect to see Alex’s face smiling back at him.

But today is not that day.

A year after a devastating breakup, Louis is still trying to put himself back together - but getting over a breakup is hard when you work as a wedding planner. Thankfully, his coworker Harry is the most supportive friend Louis could ask for. But Harry has some secrets of his own, and they send Louis' world spinning off its axis all over again.

Based on the song "Holding On To Heartache" by Louis Tomlinson

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[huntersmoon1]

JUST PUTTING THIS HERE!

IF ANYONE IS wondering where the gif in my header is from, it’s from the Netflix movie Damsel. A new favorite of mine.

Also the chapters I post for RoR and RoR:Jack the ripper case files are not leaks,

they are official Japanese releases and here’s the link to the site. Be warned for some chapters you must buy tickets to unlock. The link is also in my bio.

On to the imagines ⬇️

•Ok I just saw a fan art of Hyoga from dr.stone as a beastman and now I want a similar plot to this but for Hyoga only.

•And instead of a clouded leopard he’s a leucistic leopard of the African variety, no not in the race swapping sense. And on that note you know Tsukasa would be a lion beastman.

•single dad beastman Hyoga has two young cubs, one is leucistic like beastman Hyoga and able to walk around in his beast form but crawl in his beastman form.

•The other melanistic and has brown fur with black rosettes and able only able to crawl on her belly in her beast form and not able to move around at all in her beastman form since she’s only a few days old.

•They dress the same and have the same ability to shift and have the same physical characteristics like the pouch as Jack (see the below pictures) and the life style is the same as with Jack.

•They live in their cozy den deep in the jungle beneath the roots of a large uprooted tree.

•The den is far from any bodies of water to prevent the den being flooded during the monsoon seasons and hidden by tall grasses and flowers to mask his cubs scents from those who would kill his cubs for food, like anything bigger than the cubs that eats meat, sport like poachers and hunters, or to just eliminate future competition like other jaguars, both beastmen and regular jaguars.

•They get sucked through a portal from their cozy den Into the world of dr.stone.

•Beastman Hyoga quickly finds what he deems to be a safe place to use as a temporary den to hide his cubs in while he goes to survey there new environment and go hunting.

•While beastman Hyoga is away from the den Ginro finds the den and the cubs.

•Being the idiot he is, he grabs the cubs and runs back to senku and the gang to show them strange creatures he found.

•Chaos ensues.

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•Love&deepspace boys Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel. Same plot/concept different characters⬇️.

•original post⬇️.

•ROR JACK AND NOAH SINGLE DAD BEASTMAN AU IDEA! IF YOU WANT TO WRITE IT LET ME KNOW! THIS IS CRACK I KNOW BUT MOST IF NOT ALL MY IDEAS ARE!

•Au single dad jaguar beastman Jack and Noah and their tiny daughters fall through a portal in their world from their cozy den deep in the jungle beneath the roots of a large uprooted tree far from any bodies of water to prevent the den being flooded during the monsoon seasons and hidden by tall grasses and flowers to mask their cubs scents from those who would kill their cubs for food like anything bigger than the cubs that eats meat, sport like poachers and hunters, or to just eliminate future competition like other jaguars both beastmen and regular jaguars.

•They fall through the portal right into the arena while the match between Leónides and Apollo is going on in the RoR world.

•Beastman Jack and Noah and their daughters dress similar to this minus the rope around his neck. ⬇️(The guy in the picture is the good guy I promise.)

•

•But look more like the next pic ⬇️ .

•Jack has albino fur with faint silver rosettes and his daughter from this mating season has brown fur and black rosettes while the older one from the previous mating season has white fur and more visible silver rosettes since she is leucitic instead of albino.

•Noah has melanistic black as night fur with slightly darker black rosettes and his cub has the common golden fur with black rosettes.

•I headcanon that Jack is at least 5 to 10 years older than Noah after think about it for a while so Jack has sired many offspring and has 10 years worth of experience.

•He has successfully raised almost every single one to adulthood except for the cubs from his first three mating seasons.

•He remembers the mistakes he made in the first three mating season out of the 10 seasons he’s been raising his cubs.

•The first cubs drowned during a monsoon that started while he while he was out hunting because the den he chose was to close to a river that’s water level was low before the monsoon began.

•The second was killed by a predator because they stayed in one den for too long and a predator picked up his cubs scent and killed them while he was away hunting.

•He returned to find his cubs dead and half eaten with the killer long gone, killed for food or to eliminate future competition.

•He tracked the killers scent and killed it so it wouldn’t try to make a meal of any of his cubs in the future.

•The third was killed because the den wasn’t hidden well enough and he was followed when he brought a kill back to the den for his cub.

•The next day when he came back to the den after a hunt he found only blood and the scent of a poacher, his cub was killed for sport by a bullet of some sick poacher who thought it would make a nice mantelpiece.

•Jack tracked them down and killed them the next day, the locals knew of his crime and why he was killed because he’d been bragging about his prize the night before. (Think of the animation Wolfsong on YouTube.)

•His cub from the previous mating season is old enough that she can run around and play, unknowingly practicing hunting through play often sneaking up and pouncing on her father or Noah or playing with their tails the way tiger cubs do but is still young enough to be in her fathers pouch and to nurse, not quite old enough to be weaned off his milk but old enough to be introduced to meat, she doesn’t stay in the pouch quite as much as her newborn younger sister but is still in there a lot like when sleeping or nursing or when she’s not playing and wants to cuddle.

•Meanwhile Noah is new to the game and his newborn cub is his first cub of his first mating season so he goes to Jack for advice when he needs it or leaves his cub with Jack when he needs a break or just needs to go hunting. Jack will also leave his own cubs with Noah when he needs a break or goes hunting.

•They can change between their semi furry form and their all animal form like in the picture and they do have tribal markings on various parts of their body’s but their semi furry form has more fur they have fur everywhere but their face,neck,and center of their chest, and Jack and Noah each have a pouch like a marsupial that they keep their daughters in when they’re not out hunting or fighting.

•Although the walls of the pouch are thick and cushioned enough to keep the cubs safe and uninjured even if they get deep lacerations on the pouch or if they fall on their belly from a great height if they have to fight while the cub is in the pouch.

•Beastman Jack and Noah also have four teets inside their pouchs that produce milk for their cubs, like kangaroos since they gotta feed their mammal babies somehow, and the females just give birth and ditch like some species do.

•Their back/lower legs are a fusion of human legs and jaguar hind legs and their faces look human just no human ears, having jaguar ears on top of their heads, their eyes look a little more cat like, and they have whiskers although Jack still has his mustache along with the whiskers. They have retractable claws and long canine teeth.

•(jaguars have the longest canines and strongest bite and muscles relative to body size of all the big cats meaning the tigers bite and muscles are stronger but if the jaguar was the same size as the tiger there would be no competition the jaguar would win hands down.)

•In both forms they are just as flexible as any cat, especially since when they have no access to clean water or if they need to brush there fur, they clean their fur the same way cats do, gotta be able to clean the places humans can’t reach without a back scrubber, and inside their pouch as well as the cubs when their in or out of the pouch, without assistance since they’re mostly solitary, the also have a tongue like a cat backwards facing bristles and all.

•They can speak the human language but also can comunícate like their animal counterparts in both forms for example roaring, growling, purring, chuffing, crying, calling, hissing, exe.

•In the au beastman Jack and Noah are from the males are the ones to raise there offspring for there whole lives and the females have no part in it they just mate,give birth,and they’re gone like some species of animals.

•Their kind are mostly solitary except for fathers and their offspring or siblings or when it’s mating season, with the exception of Jack and Noah who were raised by their mothers together cuz the fathers ditched before they were born, so their mothers couldn’t pass them over to their fathers right after birth.

•

•RoR people postpone the fight to try and get the familiar beastman out of the arena.

•Jack and Hlokk’s reactions to seeing all this on her tv.

•Apollo being the narcissistic god he is and having zero regard for boundaries, sees jaguar Jacks and Noah’s pouches and being the asshole he is just moves at the speed of light and takes out what’s in their pouches just as fast (aka jaguar Jacks and Noah’s tiny beastman cub daughters).

• The younger cubs starts crying while the older one starts wriggling around trying to scratch and bite apollos arm while growling her baby growl and roaring her baby roar cuz they’re scared and confused at very suddenly not being in the warm safety of their fathers pouches.

•They don’t recognize the scent of the person holding them in his hands in a not so comfortable way and in a way that they can’t see who’s holding them.

•Their voices sound like a fusion of a very young jaguar cub and a human baby.

•Jaguar Jack and Noah growl in warning after they ask Apollo politely to give their cubs back and when Apollo doesnt cuz lesser beings dont give Apollo orders, its followed by loud roars and then chaos ensues cuz jaguar Jack and Noah are not having it.

•Later Jaguar Jack and Noah and their daughters are sent to Hlokk’s room and Jack and Hlokk meet the beastmen and their cubs. Jaguar Jack and Noahs cubs nurse inside their pouches cuz their hungry, and because suckling (either for nursing or like when a human baby sucks on a binky) helps babies calm down.

•After a while jaguar Jacks and Noahs daughters come out of the pouches while their fathers are laying down, the younger ones crawling around on their fuzzy baby bellies while the older one looks to her father first in silent question to see if it’s safe to come out, then crouches low while slowly walking around, sniffing the air, wide eyed and curious but cautious after what happen with Apollo.

•The cubs explore their new surroundings and meet Jack and Hlokk.

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•This is a very informative about Jaguars living in the jungle. ⚠️ Be warned though there is brief male genitalia shown once or twice because jungle natives I think so watch with caution.

•Not my best edit but here’s a rough idea of how the look in my head. I just noticed I forgot to add a tail.

[pepsi-maxwell]

happy birthday to me!! premier league cmjf that is going NOWHERE. this is IT. just a snippet that will not be continued EVER

cut for length, sfw, ~870 words

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» Stop chatting shit about my pass rate, you talentless hack. Just because you're not on the field anymore and your jealous

Punk looks at his phone. Looks at the timestamp on the message; 1:06am, and the time on his phone, 5:52am, and then wonders how the fuck Friedman got his phone number to send him this directly.

He recites an internal mantra about professionalism, impartiality, and conducting himself well in any work done outside of the TV studio, and then ignores all of it in favour of composing a reply.

« Don't think I won't block you here as well as twitter. You're on a team, not a one-man show, and I know your coaches have told you about this

He hits send and almost immediately regrets it because the kid does have coaches to teach him this, and he isn’t one of them. His current job is to give post-match analysis on a fucking football highlights show, be a pundit playing off a couple others, not to have every word he says about City’s, admittedly, top centre-forward be dissected by the man himself.

The universal symbol of a furiously typed response appears, and Punk cuts him off with a quick message of his own.

« Go to sleep, Max

Hopes the use of his first name might actually encourage it, but instead, five minutes later, his phone vibrates.

» Fuck OFF, Takeshita wasn't in position to receive and we would of gifted it to Zayn if I passed it which I'm sure you would be THRILLED [1/2]

» about, you're biases for your old team are showing yet again you old dickhead!!! [2/2]

He presses his hand to his face, rubbing at his closed eyelids because he isn’t getting into an argument with City’s fastest rising star at arse-o’clock in the fucking morning, but apparently, he is.

…Well, if he’s going to get into it, he can at least do it caffeinated.

He pushes himself out of bed, tests his weight on his bad knee, the same way he does every morning. Larry stirs, hopping off the bed, probably in hopes of a walk, and Punk looks out of the window at the sheets of rain pouring from a sky that would be slate-grey if the sun were up. Thinks, maybe not this morning, bud.

He makes for the kitchen. Scoops out some ground coffee, tamps it down in the portafilter before mounting it in the machine, checking the water in the back, and pressing the button.

By the time he’s done all that there are another 3 texts in his inbox.

» Just because you were one of the greats before your decrepid body have out on you, don't think you know how the game has evolved in the last [1/3]

» seven years, I'm the past present and future of this fucking sport I don't need to pass you daft twat I just need to score goals and I've [2/3]

» scored more than you in less games, more goals + more possession + less games means I am BETTER THAN YOU. [3/3]

Punk rolls his eyes. It’s a good thing he’s a quality player. If it weren’t for his nightmarish attitude at times, he could be truly great.

Punk thinks he’d have done well in the game back in the nineties. A throwback to the old days of booting the ball down the field, rather than the more technical back and forth of the modern game.

The lax attitude to rules and on-pitch violence wouldn’t hurt, either.

« Record for number of yellow cards in a season too. Maybe you should try harder to not have your gorgeous fouls observed

He hits send and immediately realises his autocorrect mistake.

« Horrendous**. You could have shattered Garcia's knee, it was a disgusting tackle, and I see you didn't comment on me saying that on motd

Too late.

» "Gorgeous" lmao your such a fucking creep. Bet you get off on watching your own old tackles you freak

Another eye roll. This conversation is going nowhere, and as much as he wants to insinuate that Friedman has definitely got off watching Punk’s old matches, because he’s also seen those interviews, Punk’s poster on his wall, favourite player growing up and all that, those aren’t the sort of messages he wants to have to answer to on his next Match of the Day appearance. These are damning enough as they are.

« Stopping this here. Go to sleep.

He gets a 🖕 in response, but nothing else. Breathes a sigh of relief. Grabs his coffee and sits down at the kitchen counter, sipping at it, watching the rain belt at the patio doors.

His phone vibrates again on the table and he thinks, what now, before he sees it’s an email this time, and his heart jumps in his chest.

Skim-reads the whole thing, and then reads it again, in detail.

We look forward to you joining the team.

As a coach.

For Manchester City.

He isn’t thinking about Friedman. He isn’t thinking about Friedman at all, and he certainly isn’t thinking of the lessons he can teach him on actually being part of a team.

Isn’t thinking of having to deal with the little shit in person on a daily basis.

... it definitely beats Match of the Day, though.

[haunted-the-vagabond]

WHO IS THIS GUY?

Yo!

My name's Ryan, aka HAUNTED THE VAGABOND, aka HAUNTED, aka HAUNT, aka some other nickname that I have gained over the year, like... Fademan Haunt or something, call me what you like!

I'm a 28-year-old, asexual icon who goes by he/him pronouns, and I am a Canadian originally from Saskatchewan, but currently living in British Columbia.

I work as a Radio DJ by day, and I do a bunch of other stuff on the side, like streaming, podcasting, and being a pro wrestling announcer!

Big music guy, beginning to collect vinyl, hoping to get a sick setup soon. I do have a heavy leaning towards rock, metal, prog, punk, and hardcore, but I fuck with a lot of shit, and I'm always hunting for more stuff to listen to, open to all suggestions!

FIVE ALBUMS TO GET TO KNOW ME:

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here: Essential Floyd, everyone talks about Dark Side or The Wall, but Wish You Were Here is where it's at. Best album to put on and get lost in it

Deftones - Koi No Yokan: Top to bottom there isn't a song that isn't a bop or a banger on KNY. From "Swerve City" to "Tempest" to "Entombed", all heat

Pharoah Sanders - Pharoah: If you have a Sunday where you gotta do a bunch of housework, maybe it's raining, put on Pharoah, it's something you'll remember forever

Jessie Ware - What's Your Pleasure?: I'm not a Fantano fan by any stretch, but I gotta thank him for putting me on Jessie Ware. A modern disco album that fucks this hard? That's rare as hell!

Death Grips - Powers That B: "Black Quarterback" is my Fuck Shit Up song, "On GP" makes me emotional, great album

SPORTS

Big sports guy, I'll watch damn near anything from Hockey to Darts, if there is competition, I'm in there.

TEAMS/ATHLETES I SUPPORT:

Hockey: Vancouver Canucks (Main), Winnipeg Jets, Ottawa Senators, Philadelphia Flyers, PWHL Minnesota, Prince George Cougars (WHL)

Football: Saskatchewan Roughriders (CFL), Seattle Seahawks (NFL)

Baseball: Toronto Blue Jays (Main), LA Dodgers, St. Louis Cardinals

Basketball: San Antonio Spurs (Main), Toronto Raptors, Saskatchewan Rattlers (CEBL)

Soccer: Machester United (EPL), Vancouver Whitecaps FC (MLS)

College Sports: Michigan Wolverines (NCAA), Saskatchewan Huskies (USPORTS)

Lacross: Saskatchewan Rush

Combat Sports: Israel Adesanya (UFC), Tyson Fury (Boxing), Jon Moxley and Eddie Kingston (AEW), CM Punk, Kevin Owens, and Sami Zayn (WWE)

Golf: Tiger Woods

Video Games

I like them.

FIVE GAMES TO GET TO KNOW ME:

VA-11 Hall-A: Cyberpunk Bartending Action: Easily my favorite VN, entertaining characters, engaging world, I wanna get lost in it.

Halo 3: ODST: What if the cast of Firefly were in Halo and listened to a lot of Jazz? Yeah, peak.

Transistor: This is a beautiful game, it has a wonderful story and, a lovely soundtrack, a must-play if you love Supergiant games.

Hotline Miami: Soundtracks go a long way to elevate a game, and Hotline Miami is no different. Hotline Miami also boasts some real fast-paced, addictive gameplay. #TonyTime

Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne: Gameplay of a John Woo film fantastic noir story, Max Payne is one of the great characters in the medium.

Movies

I watch them.

FIVE MOVIES TO GET TO KNOW ME:

Clerks: Kevin Smith is one of my favorite directors, and Clerks is my all-time favorite comedy.

The Raid 2: If you loved the Raid, then you owe it to yourself to watch the Raid 2, it's just the Raid with a story, and it's fantastic!

Rocky: There are a lot of Rocky films, counting Creed as well, but nothing tops the first Rocky movie, the best top-to-bottom film in the series.

Porco Rosso: Everyone loves Spirited Away or Howl's Moving Castle, and they are right to do some, Miyazaki is one of the GOATs for a reason. But in my eyes, his best film is Porco Rosso. The landscape shots showcase his love of the Adriatic and Italy, the characters are lovely, and the dub, oh my goodness Michael Keaton as Porco is *chef's kiss*

Treasure Planet: Peak Disney movie, hyper fixated on it as a kid, and still love it to this day.

Anime

They alright.

FIVE ANIMES TO GET TO KNOW ME:

BECK Mongolian Chop Squad: This is the quintessential HAUNT anime. Very down-to-earth, simple but engaging story about someone finding their place in the world. In Beck's case, it's Koiyuki becoming this amazing singer/rhythm guitarist, and helping Beck become a premiere band in Japan.

Gurren Lagann: It's mother fuckin Gurren Lagann man, go watch it.

Steins;Gate: The group chat between me and some of my closest homies is called Future Gadget Labs NA, if that doesn't tell you how much this show brought me and my friends together, then I don't know what else to tell you. Never played the VN but the Anime was great!

Samurai Champloo: Life-changing anime, changed my whole perspective on music and my relationship to it. Helps that the show is GAS, with one of the hardest dubs out there.

Eden of the East: Just a straight up solid show with some good movies attached to it.

Fandom Shit

I don't really participate in a lot of Fandom discussion, I just will reblog stuff I like from my interest. An avid fan of D&D, Wrestling, Fighting Games, Hockey, Football, Anime, and a bunch of other crap I'm forgetting about.

So that's me, if you like what you see, hit me up!

[twstinginthewind]

1, 4 for all

12 specifically for Joker and Punch

OC questions here!

1. Do you have a song that represents your OC, if so why?

Joker: Ribbon, Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra - This is a song that has long been a part of her character DNA, and I have had it come up for her before. Yes, even without any accordion, this is a VERY Joker song!

Bobby: My Own Worst Enemy, Lit - Bobby has great capabilities for both good and for mayhem. The former is quite often overtaken by the latter, unfortunately.

Jon: The Passenger, Iggy Pop - This is a man who more often than not feels like he’s not in control of his own life, that he lets other folks direct him. But sometimes, he’s really okay with that.

Lorne: Beyond the Sea, Bobby Darin - … not much to say here. Classic crooning. He does hope to someday find a love who’ll wait longingly for him, though.

Hiro: Movin’ Right Along, the Muppets - Life is an adventure! And it’s even better when you can go on that adventure with friends!

Sia: Plastic Love, Mariya Takeuchi - She’s not a cold woman. Honestly. She’s just going through the motions right now until she finds what she wants.

Mia: Girls Just Want to Have Fun, Cyndi Lauper and Puffy AmiYumi - Probably the most straightforward song on here. Just what it says in the title.

Punch: Everlong, Foo Fighters - A song about feeling a deep, perfect connection, something that Punch longs for.

Nana: Cherry Bomb, the Runaways - Nana is well aware that she has responsibilities as a retainer of the Draconia household. But deep inside, she’s still a wild girl.

Zayn: La Vie en Rose, Louis Armstrong - Zayn is a born romantic. He sees everything as rosy…

4. What are your OC’s minor fears?

Joker - Taking a big sip of milk and finding out it’s gone bad.

Bobby - Not having a witty retort to an insult.

Jon - Having to fill in for Bobby if he doesn’t have a witty retort. Also, cicadas.

Lorne - Stepping on legos.

Hiro - Small fussy dogs.

Sia - Dairy milk in her latte. (Don’t give her a tummyache!)

Mia - One of her celebrity crushes thinking her fancams are cringe.

Punch - Being the boring sibling.

Nana - Getting sprayed with water.

Zayn - Waking up to find he has texted his ex at 2AM again.

12. What is your OC’s favorite event(s), what was their role?

Joker: Port Fest! She was a little miffed that she wasn’t one of the students chosen to perform in the main musical act, but she had plenty of input for her classes’ food cart, and very gladly stepped up to play an opening set for the boys’ big performance.  (and was DELIGHTED by the spontaneous percussion act that they chose!) She’s kind of hoping that if Night Raven gets another shot at participating next year, that she’ll be recruited for the stage show!

Punch: Harveston Sled-a-thon! He’s a HUGE fan of winter sports, and being the team’s emergency backup member gave him a chance to get to know the hometown of one of his closest friends! He’s thoroughly charmed by Epel’s family, loves the feeling of speeding on the sleds, and was extremely proud of his housewarden for stepping up to join the race, even if it meant that he had to watch instead of compete.

[lazyboycentral]

I completely forgot that Best of Super Jrs started today and I’m trying to catch up. I’m only halfway through today’s card and not much has been spoiled for me, so here are some heavily-dated thoughts on what I saw so far:

- Seeing Clark Connors join Bullet Club and go full heel was a bit of a shocker to me, but he pulls off the bad guy look very well (that hot pink he’s sporting is lookin good too, ngl). I think this move was just a way to get rid of that “wild rhino” schtick he got into when he graduated from Young Lions, which I wholeheartedly support. “Big horn energy”…lol. Lmao, even.

- It’s cool to see Ryusuke Taguchi do some “serious” wrestling against Taiji Ishimori. He’s great as a comedy wrestler and had lots of fun moments teaming up with Clark Connors last year (especially since I ALMOST got to see Connor’s bare ass…maybe next time), but it’s great to see that he can hold his own in an actual wrestling performance. Interested in seeing more from him.

- I didn’t expect much going into the KUSHIDA vs DOUKI match. I don’t know much about KUSHIDA, and I do kinda like DOUKI (he’s the only one out of Just 5 Guys I like…yeah, not even SANADA). But I see why KUSHIDA is a fan favorite now. This match was great, seeing these two do reversal after reversal after reversal. Definitely the most exciting match I’ve seen so far.

- As much as I wanted Francesco Akira to win against Master Wato (mostly because Akira is a precious little man and he’s just so goddamn cute and I love looking at his precious face jfc), I’m actually glad Wato is off to a strong start at BoSJ. I feel he was sorta pushed into the background all last year, being mostly featured as a tag partner to some…*ahem* “bigger names.” Wato is a great wrestler and I really want to see him in more singles action going forward. At the very least, he’ll have some time to shine during Super Jrs.

- So I haven’t seen Speedball Mike Bailey in action on BoSJ yet, but I’m looking forward to seeing how he does in New Japan. I’ve been watching some of his stuff in the indie scene; he’s a bit of a dork IMO, but he’s got charisma and talent. Maybe he’ll become a wrestling darling out there much like Alex Zayne was last year. That’d be neat.

And…that’s all I saw at the moment. Like I said, I’m trying to catch up, and with a new card starting in basically a few hours as of this post, I’ll be even further behind. Keep those gifs coming.

[statementlou]

From the ask game -

#62 - who would you take to do ballet lessons?

I’d like to modify to ask who besides Harry would you take? Because Harry is all about the ballerina life already. 😆

haha IKR I kept skipping that question when I was sending them to other people because I was like nah there's only one answer to this one, boring, but you've made it HARD, nice work! Ummmm okay, well... Liam was good at learning dance moves and up for learning anything I think he's probably the best bet here, Zayn and Louis would straight up refuse to participate and I don't want to go do stuff with Niall so! Unless I can take Oli, in which case I'm going Oli, I bet he'd be a good sport

[gaisgeachdona]

ohhh, this is from the Royal Rumble; to sum things up:

In the WWE (hence why this is categorized as “Sports”), Roman Reigns is currently being called “Tribal Chief,” as ordained leader of The Bloodline, a heel/bad guy faction which includes a lot of his Samoan cousins and, up until tonight, a little white boy from Montréal named Sami Zayn. Romans Reigns has also just defended the “Undisputed WWE Universal Championship” (meaning he’s the world champ, essentially) against Kevin Owens, a man whom Sami Zayn has a very, very long history with.

Sami’s resolve has been faltering in recent weeks, so Roman gave him one final test: do absolutely nothing at all. However, the referee got knocked out during the match, essentially meaning anything goes, so he ordered Sami to give him a steel folding chair. Sami hesitated for a little too long and Roman nearly lost the match because of it, which would have ended his 900+ day title reign. After Roman won the match, the rest of The Bloodline joined Sami, Roman, and his “Chief Advisor” Paul Heyman to beat up on Kevin. Roman holds Sami back while the other members of The Bloodline beat up on Kevin. They handcuff him to the top rope and, after a shocking protest from Sami, Roman hands him the steel folding chair (from earlier) and tells him to hit Kevin. Once Roman has his back turned, Sami hits him in the back with the chair, and the other members of The Bloodline swarm him.

Sami is being played as the babyface/good guy here, as well as Jey Uso, a (former?) member of The Bloodline who walked out on the others while they were beating up on Sami, so people are righteously upset about Sami getting torn apart at the end of the show (a 4-hour show, might I add) and doing their Twitter best by calling Roman Reigns playground nicknames.

Hope this helps?

maybe twitter isnt for me