#dyldyl

[talkingismylifewrites]

Roger leaned his head against the window, watching the scenery blur as they sped past. He had no idea where they were at this point, and didn’t care to find out. Once Crystal had bundled him into the car like precious cargo Roger had checked out mentally, letting Crystal make the major decisions. It had been easy enough, letting himself be dragged into the flat Crystal and Ratty shared, watching with disinterest as Crystal threw clothes into a bag, ranting the whole time about how he had known it was a terrible idea; that they never listen to him when he’s right; how he’s going to give John and Miami and Freddie and Brian and that bitch of a doctor a piece of his mind when he sees them next. Roger didn’t have the energy to ask when that would be. From the size of Crystal’s luggage, it probably wouldn’t be for a while.

chapter 8: the taylor's honeymoon is finally, officially, live

[bandedbulbussnarfblat]

DYLDYL - He doesn’t know where to start, so he just meanders. Eventually, he finds his way to an indoor pool. It’s a large rectangle with the insides painted so the water looks a vibrant blue. Daniel appreciates the splash of color in this drab concrete monstrosity. What he appreciates more is the sight of Rashid climbing out of the pool. Water clings to him, dripping wet. He grabs a towel from the ground and begins drying his hands, seemingly not noticing Daniel at all. He pulls o

Thank you for the ask anon:)

This scene is where Daniel starts wandering because he's curious. Since Louis mentions 'Rashid' swimming in episode five, and since Louis and Armand are rich, I figured they'd have a pool. The blue inside the pool is because that's a thing I've seen in hotel pools. And I thought Daniel would appreciate some color, since the penthouse doesn't have a lot. If you want to go deeper, it's specifically a place linked to Armand that has color, opposed to the rest of the dark colors in the penthouse.

Then there's the part where Daniel sees Armand/Rashid get out of the pool. Daniel's thoughts are basically white noise at that point. Daniel seeing Armand:

Except filtered through like, a dozen layers of denial. And Armand totally knows Daniel is there, enjoying the view. It's why he puts the gloves on first thing, so Daniel doesn't notice his nails. Not that that's where Daniel was looking at the moment.

[adasttrawrites]

“…it’s always her Mudblood scar that presses against his Dark Mark. A cruel twist in an already ridiculous situation.

Maybe Draco realises this. 

Then again, he doesn’t really care about her so probably not.”

—Chapter 1 of Damn Your Love, Damn Your Lies

I was very lucky that the wonderful and incredibly talented Dani had a commission slot available for this Damn Your Love, Damn Your Lies artwork. Thank you so much, Dani! ❤️❤️❤️

Please check out Dani’s Twitter account HERE to find more beautiful artwork!

[ninjafairy86]

Tom: *makes eye contact with Hermione while she's getting laid by his lookalike AFTER she told him how sick he was for wanting to sleep with his s*bling* 👁v👁 / Hermione: 👁👄👁

That scene that I have planned is a flashback. It happens a couple years before what I've written so far, but looooooool

[sarinataylor]

Lol now I think we need the DVD commentary on DYLDYL which would be you and Caro commenting a la Roger and Brian commenting on Queen videos

commentary mostly goes like this tbh

[you-oughta-know]

ok you've caught my interest cuz i've seen it update a few times but it just looks super long. and i'm not really an amnesia person, though, is it like one of those fics where it's just one of them being really mopey and like "oh, no, i forgot" the whole fic? (the damn your lies fic)

Go read it, dude. The pacing and timing is perfect. It’s not told chronologically and for an amnesia fic of that length things progress really fast. I don’t really know what else to say without giving stuff away, but seriously. It’s not at all what you’re expecting and it’s 1000% worth the read. You won’t be disappointed

[moreofthatqueen]

Valentine ♡ 65

To:  @talkingismylifewrites

From: Anon 

Thank you for sharing the wonderful epic that is dyldyl with us. You're a star.

[talkingismylifewrites]

damn your love damn your lies and I’m not even ashamed

gay movies be like [hands] [someone underwater] [hands but in slow motion]

[talkingismylifewrites]

I was so happy to check back into Tumblr for the first time in ages and see a dyldyl update. My favorite fan fiction of all time and it’s not even close 😭 I know it’s still in editing, but I’m so ready for the Taylor honeymoon when it gets here. I’ve been looking forward to this chapter for years! Can you give us any hints? Any indication as to your favorite scene? I’m desperate for crumbs lolol

Hello hello!! Thank you so much for your patience! It means so much to me that after three years yall still love dyldyl as much as I do 😭

Editing is coming along! Still a little slow but hey that’s show biz baby. As a reward for your patience, I can offer you a teeny little snippet of the honeymoon!! Peep the snippet below 😘

Crystal fishtailed back onto the road, kicking up gravel and dirt as he turned back the way they came. Without looking away from the road he threw the map back into Roger’s lap, finger jabbing down in the general direction of where they needed to go.

“Genoa, Roger, we’re going to Genoa. Make sure we get there, alright?”

“What the fuck is even in Genoa?” Roger grunted as he righted the map, squinting down at the crisscross of streets and motorways. Despite the years of travel and countless countries they’d traveled through, Roger was man enough to admit that map reading was not one of his talents.

“Topless beaches,” said Crystal, eyes glued to the road and hands at ten-and-two. “Topless women, as far as the eye can see.”

Roger dropped the map. “Topless— are you joking?”

“I never joke about topless women.”

“Crystal, have you forgotten that I’m in a relationship with a man?” Roger sputtered. “What am I supposed to do with topless women?”

“Sit back and enjoy the view!”

“I like men, Crystal, every beach is a fucking topless beach for me!”

Crystal finally tore his eyes off the road in order to glare at Roger. “Who said this had anything to do with you? You’re only here to get away from John—” Roger flinched. “ — and I am doing this solely for selfish reasons, okay? I want to go to the topless beaches. You’re just along for the ride, mate.”

“No! No, okay, this is ridiculous! We’re not going to Genoa!”

“I’m driving!”

“I have the map!”

“Can you— Jesus, Roger. For once in your goddamned life can you think of anyone but yourself?” Crystal snarled. “I did not put my life and career on the line driving you away from your problems for you to take away the one goddamn thing I want! I want to go to Genoa and sit on the beach and see some very nice Italian tits, and you can either come with or you can— you can get out!”

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Crystal’s hands gripping the wheel tightly.

He considered for a moment calling his bluff. To demand that he pull over and find Roger a pay phone where he could call Miami, claim it was all a mistake and could he send a car to Lichtenstein, por favor. But then, something came over him. Call it sympathy, gratitude, the desperate need to out-run a house in Munich with hidden photographs and separate beds; he decided that it was better to go along with topless beaches than the alternative.

“I do really like pizza,” Roger finally admitted after an age. “And garlic bread.”

“Both are good,” said Crystal, the barest hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth. “Heard they’ve got good wine, too.”

“And the Italians,” Roger added. “Gorgeous.”

“I know.”

“I guess we can continue to Genoa,” he sighed as though it pained him. “But only for the pasta.”

“Pasta is delicious.”

“And I want a cannoli,” Roger added.

“I thought the only cannoli you were interested in was John’s,” Crystal said, tone snide and eyes wicked. Normally, the pun would make Roger bark a laugh, maybe punch his arm in retaliation. Instead, it settled deep like a stone in his stomach, churning like the sea in a storm.

Crystal seemed to realize his mistake the moment it left his mouth. Out of sympathy, he averted his gaze before adding; “Remember that night I drank an entire bottle of amaretto and puked all over Freddie’s bunk?”

Roger frowned, “I thought that was Ratty?”

Crystal barked a laugh, shaking his head. “That’s what I wanted you to think.”

[teenwolfhan-blog]

DYLAN O'FUCKME

[adasttrawrites]

Hello Tina! Will we be seeing an update from DYLDYL in the near future? :)

Hi! Thank you so much for your question!

Yes, you will be seeing an update soon, I took a break but chapter 12 is in the works. ❤️

[lorenzomoretti]

He looked over at Dylan and Milan and then rolled his eyes once before he shook his head, running his hands through his hair. “We want peace in this household,” he said, narrowing his eyes and then looked over at Dylan. “Calm down, buddy. No need to lash out like that,” he hummed, booping his nose once and then rose one of his eyebrows. “Yes, we’re all really happy for DylDyl!”, he said, giving Milan a high five afterwards. “Dylan is very talented,” he hummed, smiling softly and then petted Jack for a little.

“Locatelli, huh? Maybe you’ll be even better. You’re still very young. You’ve got all the time in the world to improve your skills,” he hummed, licking his lips and then smiled softly. “We should go to another match sometime, hm?”, he hummed. The whole soccer thing was something he really shared with Dylan - Milan liked it, but not as much as his older brother, and he wasn’t interested in going to matches either. “Now, go play. Grandma will be here to pick you two up soon for a surprise,” he said, grinning once and then just sent them off before he turned back toward the laptop.

“Hmhm, that’s what I thought.” He said, licking his lips and then read through the description a little before he eventually brought out an offer already. “And now we wait,” he hummed, clicking his tongue once and then closed the laptop. “You can be around as well, if you want.” He said, flashing you a little smile and then booped your nose once.

tommyhlfg​:

He looked over at their sons and then put their food down upon the table, fetching the remote afterwards and then looked for something nice for them to watch. “No, I’m messing with you.” He said, looking over at Dylan and then rolled his eyes once before he hummed softly. “No, I’m serious. Promise,” he said, licking his lips and then put their drinks down. “Depends,” he said, narrowing his eyes once and then looked over at Dylan. “It’s not going to be all fun and games. It’s going to take a lot of your time and energy, and you need to be really motivated. You need to prove yourself or they’re just going to move on to someone else,” he hummed.

He got over toward the kitchen to fetch their food as well and then handed you a plate before he looked over at Dylan again. “Less time with your friends,” he said, licking his lips. “Which also means girlfriends,” he said, narrowing his eyes and then chuckled softly. “We’re going to give you a few days to think about it. We’ve got his number,” he said, flashing Dylan a little smile. “Now, go eat your food.” He hummed before he decided to sit down at the kitchen table, fetching his insulin out and then injected the right amount before he looked over at you. “Enjoy, babe.” He hummed, flashing you a little smile and then took some small bites from his own food.

“So, would it be okay with you if I go and bring out an offer today?”, he asked, looking over at you and then grinned once - then again, he was going to do it anyway; he just preferred discussing such things with you first instead.

Dylan widened his eyes a little in surprise, he definitely didn’t see any of this coming at all. ‘’Dad, don’t mess with me!’’ the kid whined, looking up at you and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He listened to whatever you were saying, already way too excited about the whole idea. ‘’Depends? But dad I want it, please, please, please! I could be a pro and join the Italian team one day!’’ he chirped excitedly, jumping up and down once. ‘’Yeah, yeah.’’ he sighed, crossing his arms again.

‘‘But I already made up my mind!’‘ he said, looking over at his food - because of his excitement he’d forgotten about his food already. ‘‘Honey, like daddy said we’re going to think about it for a few days, okay? We still have time’‘ she promised, giving Dylan’s cheek a soft caress before she looked over at you again. ‘‘Thank you, baby’‘ she hummed, flashing you a smile before she went to sit down at the table as well and went to take some small bites of her food.

‘‘Yes, of course!’‘ she told you, she already knew you were going to do it anyway, though but she was really supportive.

[ninjafairy86]

Can you provide us with some scraps of DYLDYL content? Just headcanons or anything really. 💖

Ask and ye shall receive. Who needs therapy when writing fanfic is free?

Tom tends to have flings with women with similar features as Hermione, but he’s unaware of it.

Hermione tends to have flings with men with similar features as Tom, but she’s totally fucking aware of it.

Hermione is manipulative and vindictive in this story, and for good reason. Please stay tuned. She’s ruthless and mercurial and I’m here for it.

There is a scene during a family party at the Riddle Manor where Tom catches teenage Hermione leaning against a stone wall in the gardens with an older teenage boy’s face buried between her thighs and Hermione and Tom make eye contact and she owns that shit and it is the most savage shit ever. DRAMA GOES DOWN but I won’t get into that right now. It’s glorious, though.

They tend to hate-fuck other people as revenge, because they’re a couple of dumbasses.

I’ve got more, but I feel like this is enough for now.

[sarinataylor]

Which was the scene in dyldyl that made you cry? In last chapter?

anniversary 

[pixam]

I got my friend to watch Death Note.. I'm so proud. I hope he loves it overall.

[dylobrieners]