#carpethefanfics

[dearestpartnerofgreatness]

Do you know of any Kataang fics where they break up and get back together?

I know of a few, although to be fully honest I haven't read them yet because I haven't been in the mood for angst (they're in my Marked for Later though!)

Drag You Down by @chocomd: "After breaking up, Aang and Katara go their separate ways. But when unexpected events throw them back together, they have a hard time moving on—even if moving on is what’s best for themselves, and for each other. Kataang break up with eventual make up. No cheating or dating others. Post-ATLA."

re:union by foxfordcomma: "They loved each other for three years after the war. Then, for three years after that, they tried, tried, tried to stop. The love never went anywhere, though. Not really. He needed to go. She needed to stay. She wanted to go with him, but the hospital needed her more. He wanted to stay with her, but the acolytes needed him more."

Fate Never Fails by sukiyoshii: "Nine years after the war has ended and three years after Aang and Katara broke up, they're seemingly on different paths, though fate brings them together."

Republic City by carpethefanfics: "Katara hasn’t seen Aang in many years but as the Worlds Leaders gather in Republic City, they’re destined to meet again." (I think they have a more nsfw version of this called "Earth Kingdom" as well).

Painful Medicine by Briasalad: "It's a busy day in the emergency department for Dr Katara, but the day takes a sudden turn for the worse when ward alarm rings. Code Red. Someone must've been in a horrific accident. When Katara joins the crowd of doctors huddling around a patient bed, the last person she expected it to be is her husband, Aang, who she hasn't seen in 5 years. Modern AU. (Sequel to Painful Education)."

I hope at least one of these is something that interests you! Sorry I couldn't be of more help.

[carpethefanfics]

Andromeda and Ted.

I have a timeline for this couple in my head that has now spilled out onto paper for you. Solely because I adore the idea of a forbidden love and a woman’s strength and an unforgiving family. 

For me, Andromeda Black is emerald stones, leather-bound journals, birch lane flowers, an unbreakable will. Ted Tonks is a wooden cottage with a burning fire, honeysuckle and lavender, never-ending kindness.

Enjoy.

“You made flowers grow in my lungs and although they are beautiful, I cannot breathe. “  breaking up

She pulls back

Once they had so comfortably melded together

Fingers intertwined, bodies flush, lips brushing against skin

He had barely even mapped the planes of her ribs and the freckles on her shoulders before she was gone

“I fell in love with you; now we can never die.” memories of falling in love &realizing it can’t be

And she’s exhausted by it

Because lying there

With a beautiful boy

Trying not to tell him how hopelessly you love him

“I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul.” pureblood marriage and final words

She had been staring at herself in the mirror when he walked in

Sitting at the silver vanity set that her mother, and her mother’s mother had sat at before her 

She wondered if they had loved another when they were married

If they had touched another that there family would not approve of

“I had to leave. I was tired of allowing you to make me feel any less than whole.” a life that never came to be

“Would I see you too? Would I say hello in this future?”

Andromeda’s voice kept calm, her lips turning upwards at the thought

“Never. You would be with a family, your family. Your wife always made me feel like she was the sun.”

She turned her eyes back out to the barren landscape before them

[thekataang-fanfiction-archive]

Do you know the fiction when sand is gone from Katara for a couple of years?

Oooooh there are a few nice reunion fics where Aang is gone for a few years. Here are some off the top of my head:

Helpless by ymoah. Rated M. Summary: "He was the Avatar. He belonged to the world, not to her." Katara broke it off with Aang after realising that he would never just be hers. It's five years later and there's inevitably a reunion.

You Cut Through All the Noise by Wanderinghooves. Rated T. Summary: A year is such an excruciatingly long time. Aang is sent abroad for a year of diplomacy while Katara helps to rebuild at home. Distance makes the heart grow lonely.

Three Years and Five Months by Lyralocke. Rated T. Summary: Kataang. Three years and five months of space separate Aang and Katara when he suddenly returns to the South Pole, and nobody knows what it will take to bridge the gap.

Reunion by @sweetavidyajones. Rated E. Summary: Katara and Aang have not seen each other for more than four years. Because reunion stories are fun. And they are even more fun when they are smutty.

Healing by carpethefanfics. Rated E. Summary: As Katara grows into strongest Master Waterbender of both the Southern and Norther tribes, as Aang grows into the Avatar he was always meant to be leaving, there is little space left for love to grow.

[gameofdrarry]

Wizards Hearts: Bets, Wagers & Pranks

Wizards Hearts was a four-month-long Drarry reading fest. Players were given a playing deck of 52 tropes, and were asked to find 52 different fics to read and comment on to fill their decks. To prevent the same few fics from being read, fics were restricted to only being used for the game three times before being considered ineligible for further points. The tropes and submissions list can be found here.

Check out the masterlist of fics for this trope below the cut!

📜 Re: Harry's Crush by lettersbyelise Rated:  Teen Words:  3700 Tags:  Epistolary, Bets & Wagers, Aurors, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Humor, Banter Summary:  Ever get that feeling you're being talked about behind your back? Harry doesn't, he's too busy being stupidly, obviously besotted with the guy in the lab downstairs. A fic where the interdepartment betting war at the Ministry gets out of hand, Millicent and Hermione get scheming, Harry Potter ends up wearing black eyeliner, and everybody ends up getting more than they bargained for. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Another Heart Whispers Back by slytherco Rated:  Explicit Words:  53,693 Tags:  Friends to Lovers, Auror Harry Potter, Potioneer Draco Malfoy, Pining Draco Malfoy, Oblivious Harry Potter, Virgin Harry Potter, Unrequited But Not Actually Unrequited Love, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Casual Intimacy, Humor, Comedy, Blind Date, First Dates, Bets & Wagers, Meddling, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Making Out, First Time, First Time Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Post-Coital Cudding, Shower Sex, Tattooed Harry Potter, Magical Tattoos, Taste of Smut 2020 Summary:  At twenty-five, Harry Potter is still a virgin and sorely lacking in options to change that state anytime soon. To help him find a plus one for Ron and Hermione’s wedding, and maybe kill two birds with one stone, Harry’s friends set him up on a series of blind dates. The only problem is, there’s something not quite right with each of their candidates. “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” ― Plato In which Harry learns that some things are worth waiting for, that looking and seeing are two very different things, and that his heart’s song has been heard a long time ago. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Lost Bet by DragonGirl87 Rated:  Explicit Words:  60864 Tags: Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Barista!Draco Malfoy, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, Divorced Draco Malfoy, Snarky Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Leaves the Wizarding World, Writer!Harry Potter, Divorced Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley, Famous Harry Potter, Coffee Shops, Bakery and Coffee Shop, Coffee, Older Harry Potter, Older Draco Malfoy, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Harry Potter, London, Godric's Hollow, Making a Bet, losing a bet, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, Pansy Parkinson is a Good Friend, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Single Parent Draco Malfoy, Single Parent Harry Potter, Stay-At-Home Parent Harry Potter, Firewhiskey (Harry Potter), Drunken Confessions, Hangover, Flirting, Friendship, Teasing, Banter, Kissing, Snogging, Groping, Frottage, Sassy Harry Potter, Sassy Draco Malfoy, Top Draco Malfoy, Bottom Harry Potter, Surprise Ending, Hogwarts, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Rivalry, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Slytherins Being Slytherins, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Happy Ending, Inappropriate Use of Last Names Summary:  It is 2019 and Harry Potter, Ex-Auror turned full-time dad and writer of magical children's books, finds himself making a startling discovery about none other than his former school rival Draco Malfoy. Just where will this relationship, rekindled over several cups of exquisite coffee, lead those two men? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Age is just a number by gnarf Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  1555 Tags: Old Age, Humor, Fluff, Established Relationship, Dementia, Plot Twists, Shoplifting, Just Add Kittens, Muggle London, HP Fluff Fest 2020 Summary:  Married for decades, their life is perfect. Until Harry gets a call and hears the following words "Mr Potter, we caught your husband stealing ten large packs of King Sized condoms." ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Passwords by carpethefanfics Rated:  Not Rated Words:  2631 Tags: NSFW, Implied Sexual Content, Mutual Pining, Eighth Year Hogwarts Summary:  What if everyone knew about Draco’s crush on Harry (and Harry’s crush on Draco) and Pansy decides, with the help of one Hermione Granger, to come up with passwords for the Eighth Year Dorm each week that will torture one of them into admitting it. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 sign me up for that full-time by M0stlyVoid Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  4037 Tags: Fred Weasley Lives, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Accidental Love Confessions, Fluff, HP Fluff Fest 2020 Summary:  Harry should have learned by now to never trust anything the Weasley twins try to pass off as a thoughtful holiday gift, no matter how innocuous it might appear. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 No Greater Victory by dicta_contrion Rated:  Explicit Words:  26951 Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, Bets & Wagers, Diary/Journal, Slytherins Being Slytherins, Scheming, Blackmail, Recreational Drug Use, Casual Sex, Snark, Draco starts out as an angry defensive arse, Personal Growth, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Switching, First Time, Making Love, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:  Back at Hogwarts after the war, a defeated Draco Malfoy is prepared to settle for life's simpler pleasures: snark, sex, and Slytherin scheming. That is until Pansy, newly in possession of Malfoy Manor, offers to return his ancestral home. Just one condition: he has to win, and break, Harry Potter's heart to get it. That's no problem. Draco's got this situation completely under control. Completely. At least until he doesn't. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Take a Chance by Ophelia_in_the_dark (dipped_in_ink) Rated:  Explicit Words:  38658 Tags: Romance, Blind Date, Bets & Wagers, Gay Sex, Anal Sex Summary:  When his boyfriend Terry dumps him in a muggle club, Harry's ready to give up dating altogether until he overhears Terry making a bet with Draco Malfoy to get Harry into bed in under a month. Now the sparks are about to fly? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 That's Not a Secret I'll Never Tell by glittering_git Rated:  Explicit Words:  14832 Tags: Muggle London, Established Relationship, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Fluff, Hogwarts Reunion, Advent Calendar, POV Alternating, 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2018, Muggle Technology, Sexting, Ice Skating, Bets & Wagers, Slice of Life, Secret Relationship, Misunderstandings, Marriage Proposal, Jealousy, Blow Jobs, Begging, Teasing, Anal Sex, Ugly Holiday Sweaters, Inappropriate Holiday Cards, Supportive Cast of Characters Summary:  Harry and Draco have been secretly dating for a while and have finally decided to tell their friends. They’ve chosen the perfect setting: their ten-year Hogwarts reunion. It turns out that it’s not such a surprise after all. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 It's Joggers Season (or so the Muggles say) by carpemermaid Rated:  Explicit Words:  10160 Tags: Romance, Joggers, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Pining, Falling In Love, Growing Up, Person of Color Harry Potter, Studying, working together, Banter, Patronus, Bets & Wagers, Sharing Clothes, Hung Harry Potter, First Time, Sexual Inexperience, POV Draco Malfoy, Post-War, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, HP: EWE, Wandless Magic, Fluff and Humor Summary:  Everything about Draco’s life since May has been one bloody long exercise in subverting everything he’s known, that’s expected of him, in an effort to get as far away from the mistakes he’s made—the wrong choices he was forced into. He’s returned to Hogwarts to take his N.E.W.T.s and everything is different—namely, Harry Potter strutting around in clingy joggers that Draco can’t get off his mind. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Just Two Straight Guys Kissing by dementordementor Rated:  Explicit Words:  5966 Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Sexual Tension, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Anal Sex, Snogging, Licking, Bottom Draco Malfoy, Top Harry Potter, Bottoming from the Top, kind of(?, Power Bottom Draco Malfoy, Dry Humping, Coming In Pants, Frottage, Eventual Fluff, kind of their awakenings, Gay Chicken, Explicit Consent, Hogwarts Eighth Year, Attempt at Humor Summary:  Draco is dared to play Gay Chicken with Harry and they will do anything to win. Urban Dictionary’s Gay Chicken definition: A game played with straight people to see who has more balls, metaphorically. the game is played in several ways. The most simple, and weakest, is the kiss. One 'player' moves in for a sensual kiss until one of the 'players' backs off. I've seen this lead to tongues but someone will always pull away. Another way gay chicken is played is by groping the other 'players' genitals or breasts or anything you can get your hands on. The most common form of the game is gay pillow talk in which each interaction escalates until someone laughs or just can't respond. Lastly, 'players' can initiate dry humping sessions. Hardcore 'players' will use a combination of three tactics to win the game. Some have been known to even use all four tactics at once. This plan of attack is very tricky. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 A Date to the Samhain Ball (Not as easy as it sounds) by digthewriter Rated:  Teen and Up Words:  4380 Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, HP: EWE, Fluff, Angst, Bets & Wagers Summary:  Draco lost the game and gained a boyfriend. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Bet by EerieBarbarian Rated:  Mature Words:  1114 Tags: Sharing a Bed, Bets & Wagers, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Sleeping Together, Literal Sleeping Together, Drabble Summary:  A lost bet causes Draco and Harry to share a bed. What happens when their accidental cuddling turns into more? ❤️ Read on AO3

[yumenouveau]

Wolfstar Shower/Bath Kink Masterlist

In alphabetical order by author.  Wolfstar only, no other pairings!  Please PM me if you know others you want added to the list!

Winning by Anythingtoasted: Olympic shower sex 

Mark Your Territory by carpethefanfics: shower sex, blowjob, handjob, frottage 

Release by Curley_green: bath touching, non explicit 

Smoke and Steam by Kattlupin: bathtub handjob, tw drug use

Competition or: On the (Un)Willing Participation of Rubber Ducks by LucyInTheSkye: bathtub blowjob

Jinxes, Hexes by LuminousGloom: Hogwarts bath blowjob, handjob

Solntse by lumosinlove: shower blowjob

Coming Clean by Madame_minnie: Sirius shower masturbating to thoughts of Remus

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell by moonyredmoon: bath blowjobs

A World Gone Mad by muse_in_absentia: shower masturbation, Sirius thinking of Remus, Remus outside shower unknowing

At the End of the Day by OwenToDawn: bathtub sex

Amor Vincit Omnia by Pixelated: bath touching, fingering 

Moonstruck by Pixelated: beginning of bathtub handjob

My Poor Heart Will Only Surrender by Remy_Writes5: shower blowjob

Dear Dirty London in the Pouring Rain by Shessocold: non explicit bathtub blowjob

Lonely Heart and Broken Shower toyhto: shower masturbation

Bring Me Some Water by victoria _p: shower handjobs

Periapsis by victoria _p: shower frottage 

Getting Clean by violet_quill: shower sex

The Perks of Dating a Prefect by WolfstarPups90: prefect bathtub sex

Taking Care of Moony by WolfstarPups90: bathtub handjob, fingering

Problems With Narrative Structure and the Rules of Manly Engagement by xinasvoice: sauna blowjob

Chasing Glory by YumeNouveau: bathtub blowjob

Counting Stars by YumeNouveau: shower masturbation 

Dreamcatcher by YumeNouveau: bathtub blowjob, handjob

Something New by ZairaA: Sirius hears Remus in shower, investigates, handjobs

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unless its with you

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2zQYdJ2

by carpethefanfics

Ian's first gallery opening is tonight and honestly, the only think making him nervous is what his boyfriend will think.

That is until he realizes his manager used an old guest list and a number of people who he doesn't want to see again- people he really doesn't want Mickey to meet either- are approaching the two of them left, right and centre.

Mickey's always been jealous so how many exes before he fucking decks them?

Words: 5216, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Shameless (US)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich

Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich

Additional Tags: Artist Ian, photographer Ian, Established Relationship, gallery opening, Swearing, Referenced violence, Sexual Content, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied Sexual Content, Jealous Mickey, Boys In Love, Light Angst, Eventual Smut

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[jilyarchive]

hello! Wondering if you know anything where one of them is really angry with the other, either pre dating or in a relationship? I’ve been through all the appropriate tags, but was just wondering if you have more! (not thinking of anything specific aha just some new reading) thank youuu

We tried to find some newer fics with some pre-relationship arguing/anger.  Hopefully you like!

Title: A Story From the PastAuthor: SheRipperRating: TGenre(s): Romance, Soulmate AUChapters: 18Word Count: 24,775Summary: A potion gone wrong! a spell that went astray and a very angry Redhead!This story tells us of the humorous tale of Lily Evans in her last year at Hogwarts- School of witchcraft and wizardry! the poor girl goes through some big bumps, and even Dumbledore is befuddled, and what does any of it have to do with the Marauders?rated K only ‘cause I curse like a sailor!LE/JP

Title: Death and Other InconveniencesAuthor: asteriaeRating: MGenre(s): Romance, DramaChapters: 18Word Count: 95,115Summary: When James Potter disappeared for ten days in the middle of the spring term of their fifth year, the whole school noticed. He buried his parents in a quiet ceremony and returned to school amid outrageous rumors. When Lily Evans disappeared for three days before the Christmas holidays in sixth year, two people noticed. She found the house packed, a nasty note from her sister, and spent the rest of the holidays sleeping rough. Both are left grieving and angry at Hogwarts over the summer, with no where else to go and war raging around them. Really, how else could it have gone?

Title: Dear Family FriendsAuthor: carpethefanficsRating: MGenre(s): Romance, DramaChapters: 1Word Count: 2,121Summary: “Is that a threat Evans?”Avery’s angry eyes remained on her but his scowl had become a malicious smirk in her direction.She kept her eyes on him, her wand gripped tightly in her hands and Sirius’ groans in her ears, “That’s a promise.”

[malfoyxpotter]

Unrated AO3 Drarry Fic Recs

Last one guys! I might do more later when I get my history full again but for now this is it

I might do a list of all the series I’ve read maybe? I dunno we’ll see:

Settle in in my slow-burning heart by orphan_account / 10,026

The Game Continued by Simonspeaking / 30,000

Harry and Draco: An Onomatopoeically Enhanced Tale by Nichneven13 / 1,704

Chemical Attraction or How Harry Deduced He Was Gay by LadyBelz / 1,726

The Punch | A Drarry Fanfic by ablondeweasley / 1,950

Cobwebs And Starlight by ununoriginal / 1,450

Victim of a Bet by Biza / 5,555

No Ron, He Didn't Poison Me by dracoshairgel / 2,803

The Light Behind Your Eyes by TheFinalOtp / 1,380

Butterscotch by LilacKittycat / 1,501

Kara Sevda by homodraco / 5,444

Coffee, parchment and ink by invisible_slytherin / 1,045

Fuck Amortentia by orchideously / 4,513

Isn't it obvious? by mrs_toadington / 1,878

scratched by superwholocked_wizard / 1,491

A dream is a wish your heart makes by superwholocked_wizard / 1,157

Discomfort in the Dungeons by Daffadowndilly / 1,519

Anticipation by charm_murphy25 / 2,877

Passwords by carpethefanfics / 2,631

Nemesis by drcommalfoy / 1,772

Truth Or Dare - A Drarry OneShot by DrarryBoy19 / 3,044

Christmas At The Weasley's (Drarry) by Im_a_Hufflepuff_okay / 985

Flutterflies by jilliancares / 14,617

Stars (and you. and me) by expectopxtronxm / 1,798

Little Snake by invisible_nerd_girl / 12,804

How clumsiness can be the beginning of something great by myownfairytale25 / 4,788

Just you by hd_wireless_mod and lyonessheart / 4,295

A Drop of Luck by Azkaabanter / 2,039

Eyes: A Soulmate AU by impala_67_is_bae / 2,571

Can I kiss you? by donnarafiki / 9,195

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Need.

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2suquPP

by carpethefanfics

Eren needs her just as much as she needs him.

Words: 2333, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin)

Relationships: eren/mikasa, eren and mikasa, Eren & Mikasa, eren x mikasa - Relationship

Additional Tags: Violence, Injury, Healing, Blood, Tears, Sadness, Eventual Fluff

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21

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2h3mRN5

by carpethefanfics

‘She had broken it before it even really began. While her heart was screaming now and her head was screaming things she couldn’t even decipher. And now his heart was broken too.’

Words: 1857, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: James Potter, Lily Evans

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans, James Potter and Lily Evans, James Potter & Lily Evans, James Potter x Lily Evans

Additional Tags: Angst, NSFW, Swearing, Eventual Fluff, Eventual slight fluff, Jealous Lily, Angry James, Moving on?, Or finally making up her mind

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[carpethefanfics]

Too Much.

Andromeda Tonks through her years.

Enjoy.

She’s eleven and she knows she’ll be on that train, on that boat, in that Hall soon enough. It’s all they can talk about. The swirl of black and emerald that will adorn her. The untainted Black name. But all she can think is she’ll be away, away, finally away. From the ropes that keep her shoulders aligned and back straight at the dinner table. From the scolding of her mother and the ghost of her father. From the prim and proper space of her room. No posters mother said, no flowers, no dust, no dirt, no grime. We are purebloods Andromeda, pure of blood.

She’s thirteen and maybe her curls are more pressed than usual when she’s home. Less wild, more frail. Just as her mother wanted them to be. Just as her mother wanted her to be. But when she’s at school she lets them run wild. The thick dark curls cascade down her shoulders, hide her eyes, cover her face. That way they cannot see, cannot tell how deeply the Black family is reflected in her features. The point of her chin, the glass cut of her cheek bones, the dark shadow that are her eyes. So she hides. She is too intelligent, too beautiful, too much of a Black. It crawls under her skin, it flows through the magic that pumps her veins. So she hides. She does not wish to be too much.

She’s fifteen and there’s a boy with a smile too wide and a voice too loud. He is too much, she thinks, always too much. And he is everywhere. With his broad shoulders and long legs, he is everywhere. And he is kind. He sits next to her in the library with his knees knocking and that smile, that smile, why does he always smile? And all she smells is firewood, always firewood. He finds her when she’s reading by the lake and was it possible for him to radiate that much warmth? And he whispers jokes when he passes her and she feels a bubbling in her chest that she hasn’t felt before. Andy, Andy, Andy. He calls her Andy. Why are her dreams of his eyes, she wonders, why?

She’s seventeen and it’s the summer before her seventh year when she meets another boy. The pure blood boy, pure of blood. Her parents smile at him, empty smiles. Your fiancée Andromeda, your fiancée. And she knows its been coming but all she can see is that this boy doesn’t smile, this boy doesn’t laugh. He smells of burning and silver polish and her house. He is not too much, he is not nearly enough. And when she says it her mother’s hand grips her mouth, eyes of retribution and her foul mouth. Purebloods, Andromeda, pure of blood. She wonders how a word can smell putrid. So when she returns to school and she sees the boy that is too much she places her palm on the stubble of his cheek and burns the taste of his mouth into her memory. This is how someone is supposed to touch your mouth, she thinks, soft and eager and too much.

She’s nineteen and she’s standing in her bedroom, her belongings scattered, her mind scattered, one small leather bound suitcase on her bed. Every fear her family has ever given her, every threat like blood dripping out of her mother’s lips, is a reality now. But her hands are sturdy and her eyes are clear and her legs aren’t shaking. The only thing centering her is Ted. Breathless, she thinks, he makes me breathless. With his hand gripping my waist and his lips making love to the insides of my thighs. His breath his hot and the way he says her name makes her skin erupt. And then her fingers drift to her belly, he gave me you that night. A secret she can’t wait to spill, a secret she knows will orphan her. It should all be too much. Overwhelming, engulfing, devastating. But, she thinks, he is home.

She’s twenty-one and the tufts of flashing purple and blue and yellow hair that she sees when she wakes are enough to tell her she made the right choice. Bright eyes, bright smile, that smile. Leaving Andromeda Black behind with her galleons and emeralds and pearls. Leaving behind the girl with the jaded heart, the worn heart. Becoming Andromeda Tonks, Andy Tonks, with all her hope and her joy. Becoming a woman who made her own life. Who wrapped herself in beautiful white silk, her daughters giggles the only music she needs down the aisle, the gold band that intertwine their hands for life. The right choice. Teddy, love of my life. Your daughter and I promise to adore you. And when he takes her in his arms, when the kiss electrifies the tips of her fingers and her toes, she wonders how she ever thought this could be wrong.

She’s twenty-three and she’s standing in front of a window watching Nymphadora as she runs through the garden of honeysuckle; a lovers embrace, honeysuckle means a lovers embrace, she thinks. And she smiles. There a wrinkles in her cheeks where she smiles. And she watches Ted embrace their little girl, as the honeysuckle had before him, and the laughter is shrill but oh the joy. Has there ever been so much joy. She lays in bed, night after night, the soft sounds of the cottage drifting around them, the sweet smell of vanilla that she fills their home with and Teddy. His lips as fiery as ever on her neck. His callous hands pulling her hips close. My husband is too much, she thinks, but this life, this life is more than enough.

[carpetheotherfandoms]

Gala II

Legend of Korra

The Republic City Gala is coming up and Jinora is hoping that he’ll finally realize what he’s been unable to see all along.

Part one here.

Warning violence

Enjoy.

In the last few weeks Kai and Jinora had been so swept up in helping Tenzin and Korra prep for the Gala they had barely anytime to breathe. They had finally gotten the afternoon off today and they were going to go down to the beach but, of course, Pema snatched Jinora up right after breakfast to get her to try her new dress on.

“It’ll take like 20 minutes’ tops, how about I meet you on the steps in an hour?” Jinora stood up from the table and Kai nodded at her with his mouth full of food.

Jinora followed her mother through the temple to her bedroom and saw the dress hanging in a plastic bag from her closet door. As her mom unzipped the packaging she saw the beautiful reds and oranges and yellows the ran all over the dress. Her face must have shown her admiration because her mother chuckled, “And to think you didn’t even want a new dress.”

As Jinora slid into the dress she felt a lot older and much more beautiful than she had ever felt before. She looked at herself in the mirror she suddenly couldn’t wait for the Gala to come and for a certain someone to see her. When she turned to her mom she smiled brightly, “I love it.” Her mom grinned back, “You look stunning Jinora, it fits you perfectly.”

Jinora slipped out of the dress and got into her bathing suit to go down to the beach. She tried not to let her mind drift to the Gala but having finally put on that dress she felt elated. She had been having dreams about it for a while and although she was definitely not excited to have her father parade her around the room to visiting dignitaries and spiritual leaders but the dreams were never about that. She always imagined some fairy tale moment where Kai might ask her to dance and as they spun around the room she would finally be able to say the things she had always wanted to say.

They had been friends forever and she thought many times that something would happen but whenever it got to the brink of something, one of them backed down. They hadn’t spoken about that night in the temple when she had been giving Kai his tattoos. They had just rubbed it off like it was nothing more than because of the seclusion and meditation but she knew it wasn’t. It wasn’t nothing to her anyway, she didn’t exactly know how Kai felt. 

He got very closed off when she got too close or too personal and although when she was younger she didn’t mind; she was getting older now. Bolder even, and she could feel herself gaining the confidence to tell him that he meant so much more to her than as just her best friend. Unfortunately, she had never found the time or opportunity to say what she was thinking about this to him and she always felt this overwhelming fear it would just push him away. She felt like she was just stuck in an endless loop of this. 

Hopefully it would break soon.

Once she had finished getting ready she threw her beach items into a bag and ran down to the steps. As she walked through the temple doors in her halter style bikini and sheer cover-up that wrapped around her hips she saw Kai. He turned as her heard her, he was wearing a pair of swim trunks and had nothing else with him. Good thing she had been in charge of packing.

They were laying in the sand and watching the sun set towards the west over the city. They had worn themselves ragged taking the day to just be liked the kids they once were. It was a nice break from being their usual twenty-year-old selves who had lots of duties and responsibilities. Apparently they came with the territory once you had mastered an element that had almost gone extinct.  

Jinora spoke without turning her head towards Kai, “You know, I don’t tell you this a lot but I’m really glad I have you around.” Kai turned to look at Jinora, her eyes were closed but she had a slight grin on her face. He moved his hand over and squeezed her hand that was laying on the sand next to him, “Me too Jin.” When he touched her hand her big brown eyes fluttered open and she turned to look at him, he could see the faint blush that rose on her cheeks.

“Are you two coming to eat?!” Both were startled off the sand and looked behind them to see Meelo standing on the steps up to the temple. Kai realized he was still gripping Jinora’s hand and let go swiftly, “Yeah Meelo, coming now.” His hand felt cold where hers had been, he missed the warmth.

It was the day of the Gala and unfortunately Tenzin had swept Kai up early to go help him set things up in the city. He hadn’t even gotten a chance to eat breakfast let alone see Jinora before they flew off on Tenzin’s sky bison. When he went to bed after the beach that night he started to get a nervous feeling in his stomach and his mind was going a mile a minute. Maybe there was something in Jinora for him. Something more than friendship. T

hose thoughts made him start picturing her at the Gala; he had overheard Asami and Pema talking about Jinora’s dress and how much it made her look like a grown woman. He had obviously noticed both of them were changing and he could kind of ignore it up to now but the thought of Jinora in this dress was driving him crazy. Definitely a restless night.

When Jinora woke up that morning her mother informed her that she would be helping around the temple preparing some items that would be taken to the conference hall before the Gala. Her mom saw her looking around and notified her that her father had already taken Kai into the city for the day and that they would meet them downtown.

She spent the whole day and night thinking about their moment at the beach. Her heart froze when she felt him grip her hand because he had never done that before. She thought that might have been her moment but of course Meelo interrupted them before she could say anything and Kai had nearly jumped into the air at the sound of Meelo’s voice. It was confusing being in love with your best friend; what was him loving her and what was him falling in love with her?

Asami was helping her with her hair for the evening and could see the gears in her head grinding a thousand miles a minute. “You know Jinora, the first time I really acknowledged I had fallen for Korra was the day of Varrick and Zhu Li’s wedding.” Jinora popped out of her head and looked into the mirror at Asami.

“When we all went to get ready, usually I knew exactly what I would wear but when I opened my closet I felt worried. I wanted to wear something that was going to make her think I was the most beautiful woman there, that would make her see only me.”

Jinora laughed, “Asami, Korra would love you no matter what you wore.”

Asami chuckled too, “That’s what I finally realized after I had tried on my entire closet. Korra and I had built a really solid friendship and that’s how I knew, no matter what I wore or what I said, she would always care about me. That’s what best friends do.” Jinora looked down into her lap when she realized that Asami was trying to help her with her feelings for Kai.

Korra walked through the bathroom door in her outfit for the evening and leaned against the doorframe, “Don’t overthink it like I did Jin, trust your feelings. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”

Asami placed both her hands on Jinora’s shoulders, “Your all done, go put that dress on and meet us downstairs.” She wrapped up her hairstyling tools and grabbed Korra’s hand as they left her room. Before they closed the door Jinora could hear Korra faintly, “You’re always the most beautiful woman in the room you know.” She smiled at the compliment.

Once she had slid into her dress she looked at herself in the mirror, time to go.

When they were walking up the street from the dock to the grand conference hall Jinora looked up to see all the big flashing lights. The hotel was lit up in gold, there were photographers everywhere with their camera flashing blinding white lights and people came in droves. 

She was walking with her mother, Asami and Korra towards the building when she could her the crowds of people behind the barricades yelling their names. She turned to see little kids holding signs with Korra’s name on it and some even had hers. She waved to them and they all started smiling brightly and cheering her name.

Kai was standing with Tenzin in the large hall. The whole place was marble, there were hundreds of round tables everywhere for the dinner portion of the evening and a massive floor laid out for dancing. There were decorations, floral arrangements and a very large band playing soft music as people came. 

Bolin and Mako had arrived pretty early to help them set up and it wasn’t too long after that that all the Beinfong’s arrived. Of course, Lin was in charge of the security so she was busy running around most of the day but Suyin and Baatar spent their time with Tenzin.

Although he liked had some people his own age around as the time grew later he found he kept his eyes more and more fixated on the grand staircase. More and more people came in wearing all different sorts of regalia from each of the nations just not the one he wanted to see. Suddenly, however, Tenzin put his hand on his shoulder suddenly and when Kai turned to look at him, “They’re here.”

He turned back to see where Tenzin was looking and he saw Pema descending the stairs with Korra and Asami, arm-in-arm behind her. Once they had descended most of the staircase that’s when he saw her following behind Korra and Asami.

Her hair was a lot longer now than when they were younger but she was wearing part of it pulled up away from her face and the rest in waves cascading down her back. The dress was a deep red and fitted tight against her body; it was sleeveless to expose her blue tattoos with an orange band that wrapped around her waist and tied into the back. 

The ends of the band draped behind her with the train of the dress as she walked. As she walked down the stairs Kai watched the dress sway with the movement of her hips and slide smoothly over the marble of the steps as she walked towards him.

Once she had gotten to the bottom, her eyes still fixed on Kai, she moved around everyone to stand with him. He was wearing a sleeveless yellow tunic with a high collar and a slit from his chin to his chest over tan pants and brown boots. The tunic was wrapped with an orange sash across his body and tied along the waist with a red band. 

He had a traditional air nomad beaded wooden necklace on with the air element symbol pendant handing just as she did. He looked much older with the soft stubble on his sharp jawline and his freshly shaved undercut.

She smiled at him as she walked up to him, “You look great Kai, like a true Master.” She could see his face get red, “Thanks Jin, you-you look incredible.” She blushed and did a small twirl in the dress, “What this old thing?” They both started laughing. It felt normal, more comfortable, not they were at a Gala with a million photographers and people around them.

The night moved forward with a lot of pictures being taken, people being talked to and foot being eaten. Her father had moved her and Kai around the room more times than they could remember. He wanted everyone to meet the youngest Masters in a generation and it seemed, a lot of them wanted the opportunity to meet them. 

They asked them a lot of questions and Jinora hadn’t realized how many people knew of her spiritual powers. Many of the spiritual leaders gave her helpful advice and discussed their own experiences in the spirit world.

When it was finally time to sit for dinner Kai had thought he could finally get a moment to talk to Jinora but people were still mingling around the room and she seemed to be a hot spot. Once dinner had finished there were a few speeches and dessert was served. 

As the speeches finished and announcer came forward and welcomed everyone onto the dance floor. Jinora turned to Kai when they announced dancing and before he could open his mouth someone beat him to the punch.

“Master Jinora.” They both turned to see a young man wearing the military uniform of the Fire Nation, “I was wondering if you would like to dance?” Jinora looked up at him and then looked towards Kai, she was hoping he would but in and tell the man he was taking her dancing but Kai said nothing.

“Uhm, sure.” 

She placed her hand out for the gentleman to take and he led her to the floor. Kai watched her walk away but had to tear his eyes away when the man grabbed her hand in his and placed his other hand on her back.

Asami nudged Bolin who was sitting beside her and motioned towards Kai with her head. Bolin jumped out of his chair and walked over the sit in Jinora’s previously occupied seat, “Hey buddy. How’s your night going?” Kai looked past Bolin at the dance floor and could see that Jinora was laughing as the man spun her around the floor then he looked back at Bolin. “It’s good.” Bolin turned around the see what Kai had been looking at and realized what Asami was referencing.

“You know; I remember when I tried to get Opal to notice me for the first time. Mako gave me some horrible advice about being a sly smooth talker but what she really wanted was for me to just be myself. She told me that that’s what she liked most, that she felt we were going to be really good friends, even before she knew I had feelings for her. So I just stopped trying to be something I wasn’t and just went for it.”

Kai smacked his hand on Bolin’s bicep, “You’re right.” Kai got up from the table and walked towards to the dance floor just as the song was coming to an end. He walked towards Jinora and with eyes locked on hers reached out his hand, “Mind if I have the next dance?” Jinora bowed her head to the gentleman in front of her and placed her hand in Kai’s as the music started up again. 

This time it was much softer so Kai pulled her close to him and placed his other hand on the small of her back. He felt her other hand gently rest on his chest and he looked down at her, “Enjoy your dance?” She laughed, “Oh yeah, if you enjoy talking to someone who wont stop talking about great battle strategies they’ve carried out. I don’t think I got a word in!”

Kai felt a wave of relief settle over his chest and the muscles in his shoulders began to unwind. His eyes were still locked with hers and he couldn’t help himself. He leaned down towards her and he could feel them both stop dancing. He kept inching towards her face and he could tell that she was moving her face towards him too. 

Their lips finally interlocked and he closed his eyes as this rush ran through his body. He released her hand and placed it on the side of her face and she moved her newly freed hand onto the other side of this chest. With his other hand still on her back he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. When they both pulled back he opened his eyes to see her own flutter open. 

Their faces were still very close together and before he could speak, she did, “God I’ve been waiting for you to do that.” 

Kai smirked and leaned forward again. He whispered, “Me too,” before intertwining his lips with hers once more.

Fin

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and when i said i love you i didn’t care if you said it back, i ain’t ever loved no one like that

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dk925w

by carpethefanfics

Fiona drops a box of Ian's old stuff off to their apartment and the contents inside through Ian back to a day, ten years earlier, that is hard to forget. ---- “You know what- don’t put your fucking shit on me Mickey when you’re the one that’s afraid.” Now that riles him right the fuck up and his head swivels from the bullet riddled wall to meet Ian’s eyes, “I’m afraid? What am I afraid of? What the fuck am I afraid of Ian?” Ian’s right hand lifts to bang against his own chest, “Of me! Of loving me! Of what this could be!”

Words: 2459, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of we were just kids when we fell in love

Fandoms: Shameless (US)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich, Fiona Gallagher, Lip Gallagher, Mandy Milkovich, Kash Karib, Everyone is minor but Ian and Mickey

Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich

Additional Tags: Artist Ian, photographer Ian, Established Relationship, Time Jump, First break up, Swearing, Referenced violence, Violence, reference child abuse, Implied Sexual Content, Jealous Mickey, Angst

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dk925w

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“I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul.”

What if Andromeda had chosen pureblood marriage? What would Ted do?

The third piece in a timeline of four pieces I wrote for Andromeda and Ted.

Inspired. Title.

Enjoy.

“You’re drunk”

The words come off her lips like a slap

Smooth, quick and blinding

Just as she’s always been for him

Just like she was before they left school

But she doesn’t look like that girl

She doesn’t look like Andy

The dark curls aren’t drifting around her cheeks the way willow branches wave in the wind

His fingers don’t have that familiar itch to brush them back, to push them away

To see her eyes, the million shades of amber and chestnut that he always seemed to get lost in

Her eyes can already be seen

They are a walnut colour now, a deep unmoving brown

This must be Andromeda, he thinks 

“Three or four drinks will not make me drunk Andy”

Her nickname falls from his lips and he thinks he sees her brace the vanity behind her

Her knuckles are stretched thin

The blueish veins that climb up her wrist, a place he used to place his lips, are visible 

Yet, she’s still standing in front of him stoic and otherworldly

Trying not to let him see how the sound of his voice makes her flinch

“You don’t look like you”

The white gown is old and stiff around her small frame

Her arms bound in the thin lace fabric

Her hair pinned by silver clips, ears heavy with emeralds

Her neck choked by the heavy pearls that seem to chain her

She sneers at his comment

Her hands smoothing out the non-existent bunching of fabric at her hips 

“What do you want.”

Now its his turn to flinch

Maybe she has disappeared, he thinks

Maybe there’s no point in this

But then she moves to twist the black diamond ring around her finger and for the faintest moment her jaw clenches

But he sees it 

“I needed to see you.”

Even though it hadn’t been all that long since he had seen her

But a lot had changed since the last time they spoke in that compartment on the Hogwarts Express

The ring burning a whole inside him for one

The wedding dress, number two

They had gone weeks without talking back then

He had decided he couldn’t be the man who only got to love her when it was dark 

It cut him up inside to watch her walk away from him night after night

Nothing but whispers and the soft trailing of her fingers

It cut him up even more to wait with bated breath on a floor no one came to, in a corner no one came to

But then, when the door swung shut behind him that night, he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving it like that

Leaving her in that classroom with that bottle between her knees was one of the hardest things he’d ever done

She however seemed utterly unperturbed at the thought now

“Mission accomplished then, will that be all?”

It was like she was shooting pins and needles into his chest with every spiteful word

But it didn’t feel like all that spite was directed at him

“I needed to see you because I needed to say this before you go out there and slip that damn mask back on”

Maybe that came out a little more snide than he intended

Maybe he was a little drunk after all

But how do you ask the woman you love to run away with you sober?

“Excuse me?”

Her eyes narrowed at him

But he could see the dividing line between the actress on the stage and the one pulling the strings behind her eyes

“You’re in there Andy, and if I don’t try this now, I may never get you out”   

She had been staring at herself in the mirror when he walked in

Sitting at the silver vanity set that her mother, and her mother’s mother had sat at before her 

She wondered if they had loved another when they were married

If they had touched another that there family would not approve of

If they thought of them when their new husbands branded their hands, their lips, their mark on iron skin

She had been so lost in this thought that she had barely noticed the curtain slip open

But as her eyes fixed on the face in the mirror she felt all the air in her lungs turn to heavy ash

Broad shoulders, broad chest

Teddy

Even in her mind his name came out breathlessly 

She would know those eyes anywhere

She had always wondered how a man of such light could have eyes so dark

She wasn’t sure how her legs got her standing upright when they were shaking that hard

She was sure the harsh imprint in her hand from gripping the vanity had something to do with it 

She wondered again if this had happened before

How often had this vanity given the Black women an extra spine? 

They stood in silence for what felt like ages

Andromeda’s fears of someone walking in, hurting him, swirling like whirlpools in her head

Constant and never-ending

So her eyes pierced him, veiling the semblance of feelings she had buried

And yet he could see everything

He always could

“You need to go”

She didn’t want to plead, she didn’t want to beg

But she hoped he would see the worry in her eyes

“I can’t watch you get married”

“You don’t have to, just go..”

“... I’m still in love with you”

And there it was

The last chip to crumble from the mountain of strength she thought was so unwavering inside her

She could feel the rumbling deep down

The power of a volcanic eruption, more like a rock-slide

“You can’t do this to me right now, not now, not after everything, Ted don’t make me do this again”

Her tongue ran away with the words spilling out of her

Her voice trembling, clinging to any resolve she had that didn’t want to be broken

She felt her hand clutch her stomach trying to calm the twisting and churning

“You left me!”

The words that had been living in her throat since the day she walked away ran wild

Since the day she had pried his hands from her own and braced the wall on her way out to hold something that would hold her back

His eyes go wide at the accusation

But his voice is gone at the way her eyes water

They’re glossy and horrified that she would ever utter a true emotion just as when they were in that compartment on that train all those months ago

“And I let you”

He’s sure someone is bound to come into the dressing tent at the sound of her 

But then he reminds himself who he’s with

Andromeda Black, purveyor of all things secret

She surely has wandlessly silenced them already

Keeping him hidden again like she always had

And it makes his blood boil 

Until the sound of her breaks him

“I tried to keep you from ever coming back!”

Her eyes flutter closed

“Why did you have to come back?”

He tries to quiet the urge to hold her

But how overwhelming it is to want to feel her pressed into him, to feel wholly himself

So he treads forward, slowly but surely

The back of her still resting against the vanity

And he lays his fingers against the side of her throat, her pulse racing against his palm, his thumbs brushing away the tears that have fallen

His fingers tickled by the few curls that rest there, that have always rested there at the base of her neck

She closes her eyes at the feeling

This is how she should be touched, she thinks

Every day, soft and tender, just like this

“You should know by now I’ll always come for you”

He had told himself over and over again, your voice should be strong and coarse, should never waver

Before he entered the white tent outside the Manor he had wanted her to feel how he felt every time she brushed him aside like some frustration 

Especially on a night after she had wrapped her fingers in his hair and bruised his lips with her own

But he can’t

“I had this plan. I wanted to tell you I love you. That I was sorry for ever walking away from you. I wanted to ask you to pick me but I can’t do that anymore. Not to either of us.”

Staring into her eyes makes him feel like he’s in front of a firing squad

Each unspoken word that he sees inside her a bullet

“I just want to apologize now. I won’t ask you to choose me again Andy.”

Her eyes go wide 

The thought of this becoming a reality, this marriage, this future, is crashing into her all of the sudden

Its rushing towards her like the wave of a tsunami but her feet are being swallowed by the sand of the beach

She can only stand and watch as she is washed away

Wait

But she doesn’t hear the sound of her voice

Just feels the way her eyes plead 

“I just want you to be happy”

I won’t be, she thinks

Not without you

She feels his hands tense, sees his arms flex

“It always was hard to let you go”

The soft air that escapes him, the exasperation, is supposed to be a laugh she thinks 

But they are both much too exhausted for that

Then don’t, she thinks

“Goodbye”

The words reverberate in the lining of the skin

And suddenly she can’t breathe

There is a weight on her chest 

And the pearls are tightening around her neck

And she’s grasping, scratching, tearing them away from her

“Andy what’s wrong?”

But the words are stuck to the side of her cheek and ground between her teeth

“Andy let me help”

But he can’t

He’s leaving

He’s leaving

“Andy just breathe”

And she’s crying

“I can’t do this Teddy, how did I ever think I could do this?”

She peers up into the golden rays of his eyes

“How did I ever think I could stop?”

She wonders how she didn’t notice she had been starving this whole time

How she didn’t notice she was homesick

“It’s you. It’s always been you. It was always going to be you.”

So she grips his hand tightly

“Let’s go”

His arms feel more like home than any house ever did