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Do The Hanky Panky with Nick and Lindsey

WELCOME, one and all, to the long-awaited premiere of season 4! Today, your good ol' host, Shift Orion, is joined by Nick Roth and Lindsey Haun. Shift and Nick met while wandering around in the howling abyss of social media. Nick was looking for podcasts to talk about his new movie, Hanky Panky, and Shift was looking for inspiration to reboot this show.

So Nick hailed Lindsey to join Shift for a chat about this fantastic, whacky, elevated, innovative film made with love under crazy conditions.

And they also talk about other things like Nick and Lindsey's kids, Nick's upcoming haunted dreidel film, Lindsey's dark and vague works in progress, and Shift's upcoming sci-fi about an average white American man who gets knocked up by an alien parasite just after landing his dream job and has flashbacks to that one time he tried to convince his teenage girlfriend to not have an abortion.

We hope you enjoy this episode and then go watch Hanky Panky on Tubi!

Nick & Lindsey, Co-Directors:

Hanky Panky marks the feature debut of frequent collaborators and future Hollywood power couple Nick and Lindsey.

Lindsey is a gold-record winning singer/songwriter, an actor and horror icon (Village of the Damned, Trueblood, Shrooms, Color of Friendship), and a director of several award-winning short films and music videos. She is repped by Bohemia Group.

Nick is a former middle-school substitute Latin teacher, current pun factory, and film and television writer who most recently wrote on ABC sitcom American Housewife. He is repped by Zero Gravity.

About HANKY PANKY

Logline: A man and his talking handkerchief save the world from an evil top-hat, and also learn to love.

Genre: Puppets and Blood.

Runtime: 86 minutes, 4 of which is a fight scene between a napkin and a hat.

Full Synopsis: When sweet and quirky ayahuasca marriage counselor Diane mistakenly invites the wrong “Sam” to a retreat she’s co-hosting with friends and family at an isolated snowy mountain cabin, instead of her best friend’s sister Samantha showing up, she gets Sam, a socially anxious oddball who has brought his best friend, Woody, a foul-mouthed talking handkerchief Sam believes only he can hear, and who is sexually aroused by cleaning up messes. Diane is Sam’s opposite, but it’s love at first sight. The only thing that stands between them is that right away everyone in the cabin starts being mysteriously murdered, and the whole vacation quickly descends into a zany pandemonium of cults, psychedelics, aliens, and, as Woody himself puts it, delicious chaos.

Short Synopsis: A socially anxious oddball and his best friend, a foul-mouthed talking handkerchief who is sexually aroused by cleaning up messes, must confront an inter-dimensional evil in order to save the world and find true love.

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqKFZm04ViM

Official Website: https://hankypankythemovie.com

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FEATURED REVIEWS

"A perfect pick for 420... gleefully absurd... No matter how deeply you've dived into horror comedies, I can assure you that you've never seen anything quite like this... the comedy equivalent of a Jackson Pollock... sensational... an absolute avalanche of silliness... “

—Kristy Puchko, Mashable https://mashable.com/article/hanky-panky-movie-2024-review

"Hanky Panky is a delightfully unserious horror movie crammed with comedy."

––Becca James, Chicago Reader https://chicagoreader.com/film/review-hanky-panky/

"Hanky Panky is a genre-bending rollercoaster that seamlessly blends elements of comedy and horror, all while descending to a new level of insanity… A surreal success in ambitious independent filmmaking."

––Smrithika Majukar, Film Ireland https://filmireland.net/2024/04/08/review-hanky-panky/

"Cheap, Dumb, Delightful... Joyous. It’s a silly movie that just wants to make its audience smile, and it succeeds."

––Kyle Logan, Screen Anarchy https://screenanarchy.com/2024/04/hanky-panky-review-cheap-dumb-delightful.html

"Hanky Panky is the stupidly funny horror-comedy of the year... wacky, wonderful, and at times completely bonkers."

––Romey Norton, Film Focus Online https://www.filmfocusonline.com/post/hanky-panky-review

"It may be a little too strange and outlandish for some, but those who are willing to embrace its unashamed weirdness and its brazen nonconformity are in for a great time."

––David Gelmini, Dread Central https://www.dreadcentral.com/reviews/494104/hanky-panky-review-seth-green-voicesan-evil-hat-in-absurd-new-comedy/?amp

"It’s silly, it’s wild, and it’s filthy in all the right ways, made by a team with a clear love of film... No one should deprive themselves of an opportunity to see a napkin learn about the power of friendship."

––Jules Caldeira, Film Inquiry https://www.filminquiry.com/hanky-panky-2023-review/?amp=1

FILM FESTIVAL SCREENINGS & AWARDS

LA Comedy Film Festival Official Selection

Int’l Independent Film Awards Best Actor (Jacob DeMonte-Finn) Best Supporting Actor (Seth Green) Best Actress (Ashley Holliday Tavares) Best Supporting Actress (Clare Grant) Best Casting Best Directing Best Narrative Feature

World Premiere Film Awards Best First Time Filmmaker Best Comedic Script Best Comedy Feature Best Production Design Judges' Choice

Central Coast Int’l Film Festival Official Selection Beast Feature Film

Athens Int’l Monthly Art Film Festival Best Debut Feature Film

Golden State Film Festival Official Selection Best Supporting Actor (Seth Green)

Robinson Film Awards Best Comedy Feature

Golden Lion Int’l Film Festival Best Actress (Ashley Holliday Tavares) Best Actor (Jacob DeMonte-Finn) Best Comedy Feature Best International Feature Film

Los Angeles Film Awards Best Indie Feature Best New Director

Italian Comedy Festival International Comedy Prize

Five Continents Int’l Film Festival Official Selection Best Director Best Screenplay Best Actress (Ashley Holliday Tavares) Best Art Direction Best Team Performance

The IndieFEST Film Awards Best Feature Film Best Ensemble Cast Best Special Effects

Cinema Cappuccino Best Feature Film

Gothamite Monthly Film Awards Best Feature Film

Indie Vegas Film Festival Official Selection Best Supporting Actress (Clare Grant)

LA Cinema Festival of Hollywood Official Selection Best Narrative Feature Best Director Best Actor (Jacob DeMonte-Finn)

Kalakari Film Festival Official Selection

Fortean Film Festival Official Selection

MegaFlix Film Awards Official Selection

Silver Wing Int’l Film Festival Best Narrative Feature

Dreamz Catcher Int’l Film Festival Best Feature Film

Independent Horror Movie Awards Best Feature Best Actor (Jacob DeMonte-Finn) Best Humor Best Kill

Top Indie Film Awards Best Humor Best Original Idea

Kalakari Film Festival Certificate of Achievement

Directors’ Statement: Hanky Panky was inspired by the way certain zany comedies like Wet Hot American Summer and Caddyshack seemed to capture the energy of locking their whole cast and crew together in, say, a summer camp, or a coke-orgy fueled hotel in the middle of a Florida hurricane with Chevy Chase -- and then somehow get that energy on screen. We shot Hanky Panky in Lindsey's dad's cabin in the mountains above Heber, Utah, where the entire cast and crew crammed together, at 8,000ft of elevation, during the most intense blizzard ever recorded there. It was a true anarcho-communist-guerilla production: literally no budget, nobody got paid, everyone chipped in for food and drugs, and we all cooperatively own the film now. We shot it on a camera our team won with a short film at Slamdance in 2015. A friend who shoots porn let us borrow his lights. By far our biggest expense was that Lindsey backed her car into Nick's in the blizzard and knocked out a headlight, so that did cost us like $900 to fix. It was crazy. Everyone went a little bit crazy. Some of us went a lot a bit crazy. It's our hope that a bunch of that fun, contagious craziness has ended up on the screen.

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sig-nifier · 1 year ago

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8 + 25 for the writing ask? :))

8 - a piece of my writing that hurt my own feelings to write

this was from one of my uni assignments! it was about a breakfast diner being open on the day the world ends, and the handful of people who end up there. this is the ending.

Nick does the only thing he can think to do. He takes Becca’s hand.

Another drop. A detonation. Collective alarm.

“Oh God,” he says.

“I know,” she says.

“I don’t want to die.”

“I know.”

“I’m so scared. I’m so scared.”

“I’m not.”

His grip on her hand is crushing. He looks up at her, but she’s looking out the window, up at the sky.

A white flash. An intense, orange glow. A scorching heat, and then, nothing at all.

25 - a piece of writing that i consider a favourite

oh god how does anyone ever choose just one!

this is another piece from the breakfast diner:

They talk. Gene – her name is Gene – is 72 years old. A leo, she enjoys walks around the countryside and had a budgie named Harold when she was a child. Her favourite season is spring, her favourite number 12, her favourite colour the specific pink of the tulips she held when she walked down the aisle. She’s never been to the Krispy Kitchen before and thought there was no time like the present to try it. Nick learns she couldn’t decide which ring to wear as her last, so she simply settled on all of them. Gene threatens to take off her shoes and prove that the rest of them are on her toes, but he takes her word for it. She says the most important ring is on a string under her blouse and rests just above her heart. Married for 43 years. Her wife’s name was Phoebe.

He learns she has five grandchildren, and not a single one has called.

a little bit from a lesbian romance i wrote that i adore with all my heart, in which our lovers carry a sofa up a flight of stairs:

She feigns sobs. This is all your fault. You picked a building without a lift.

You’re the one who wanted to live together.

I fear I’ve made a terrible mistake.

I laugh, wiping my forehead on my sleeve.

Let’s go find some strong men, and flirt our way into free labour, she suggests.

Wow. Very progressive of you.

I’m not built for this.

okay last one. an extract from another uni assignment, where i wrote about a horrible man making a deal with the devil, and it not at all going the way he hoped:

Silas glares, and if pure will alone could back-pedal a deal of the soul, he’d be walking out a whole man.

‘Reverse it,’ he repeats for the third time. A broken record.

‘Say please.’

‘You’re not serious,’ he scoffs, an exasperated laugh climbing the walls of his throat.

Then the Devil smiles, an alligator smile, familiar to the night Silas took their hand.

‘I swear to God.’

It’s then, standing between the Church benches, that Silas realises his mistake. The Devil was a trickster, and he was the fool. He swallows his anger, ignores the burn in his face and pushes aside all of the pride in his body.

‘Please,’ he squeezes out from between clenched teeth; but the Devil is gone, and he is alone amongst the pews.

#sig asks #original writing

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barnesafterglow · 4 years ago

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xoxo

summary: you and bucky are trying to deal with the aftermath of becca's actions. little do you know, that was just the start.

pairing: bfb!bucky x f!reader

word count: 5.1k

warnings: lots of language, an insane amount of gossip girl posts, a smidge of angst but everything works out, talk of sextapes/porn, blackmail, becca is a crazy bitch, reference to mental health issues/therapy, btw bucky (and the boys) are a year older than y/n and becca, Y/I means 'your initals'

a/n: so i finally wrote a part two of 'super rich kids' !! i hope this does it justice, because i never really planned to continue this, but then i had some ideas. this took me about a week to finish bc i kept hitting a block but anyways sorry to anyone who wanted redemption for becca enjoy!!

you can read part one here!

Hey Upper East Siders, I bet you’re wondering what happened next. Don’t you worry, I’m here to tell the tale.

xoxo, Gossip Girl

It had been six months. Six. Months. And Becca was still seething about you and Bucky. While the headlines had stopped, Becca still made sure to tell whoever she could. It was honestly more comical than anything at this point, because she had lost the respect of most of your friends. But those she paid to keep around remained by her side.

Regardless of whether or not you and Bucky were splashed across the front page of a gossip magazine, there was still a tension that lingered at the rift between you and your best friend, and him and his sister. You all kept pretending everything was okay, but you could tell Bucky missed his sister, regardless of what she had done - she was still family. You knew he was far from forgiving her, but having such a looming cloud over his head was starting to get to him.

“Hey Buck, what do you want for dinner tonight?” You all hadn’t spoken all day. Unfortunately this wasn’t unusual for the last couple of weeks. Even so, you managed to get in bed every night and talk like nothing was wrong, and for that you were grateful. Though when a few minutes went by and you still hadn’t gotten a response from Bucky, you were a bit worried.

You walked into the living room to find Bucky hunched over his laptop, obviously stressed. He had just graduated, and while he didn’t need a job, he wanted to work, wanted to put his degree to use. You figured he must still be looking at jobs, trying to find the right fit for him. But when you sat down beside him, head resting on his shoulder, it wasn’t an application across his screen.

This just in: Brother Barnes and his pretty little thing are ditching the high life for a new career path. I didn’t know Manhattan bred porn stars. Make sure to check it out… if you’re brave enough.

xoxo, Gossip Girl

“What the fuck is gossip girl?” Your jaw was on the floor, your heart was in your throat, and if you didn’t breathe soon you were going to pass out. An intimate moment in yours and Bucky’s life was online for everyone to see. The worst thing is, this wasn’t TMZ or Cosmo, it was a site that you had never seen before, but was already buzzing. You saw names of people you had known your whole life, commenting on your movie with Bucky.

Jesus, had Bucky done this? Maybe that’s why he had been so distant. You had no recollection of ever being recorded, or at least agreeing to it, so the only option seemed to be that Bucky had set it up without your knowledge. Did he mean to post it, though, or did it just get leaked?

“James, did you do this? Please tell me you didn’t do this,” voice barely above a whisper, you trembled, tears finally rolling down your cheeks as he met your eyes.

“Are you kidding me? Of course not! I would never do anything like that, I can’t believe you would even ask me. You’re crazy.” Your tears turned from that of fear to ones of fury. Although you were hoping his reaction came from the stress of the situation, you couldn’t help but think he sounded a little defensive.

“I’m crazy? I’m not the one who posted our sex life all over the internet like some amatuer porn star! Is that what gets you off now? Or were you just bored? I know things haven’t been the same but this is just a low. I thought I could trust you.” You had always been able to read Bucky like an open book. For you, he wore his heart on his sleeve - always had. But right now it was like he built a wall of steel around himself, and you had know idea what was going on behind those blue eyes.

“If that’s how you feel about me, then I don’t think you know me at all,” his teeth clenched so hard you could barely make out the words. You had never seen him this angry. Something deep down told you it wasn’t all directed at you, but that didn’t matter right now. “It seems like I don’t know you, either. Maybe we just need to take a break until we can figure this out.”

Your anger quickly fizzled out. You knew he didn’t want it, but you did know he meant it. And that made your heart break just as much. You didn’t even have the words to fight about it, it’s just what had to be done. As he packed a bag, you sat on the bed watching him, until he kneeled down right in front of you.

“I love you, never forget that.” His words were so soft, they broke the dam of tears you’d been holding back. As they silently streamed down your cheeks, he pressed a kiss to your foreheads and gave you one last glance before walking out of the room. You could barely hear the front door close over the breaking of your heart.

Bucky hadn’t seen the inside of his house in months. Once it became clear Becca was not getting over anything, Bucky moved in with you. Now, his room didn’t even look like his room. There was no sign of his daily life, the only thing that still remained were the picture frames on his desk. Walking over, he picked up his favorite one - a picture of you, Bucky, and Becca at their house in the Hamptons. It was the summer you were 16, before either of you really knew you loved each other. Bucky was in the middle, long arms thrown over the shoulders of his two favorite girls; Beck was looking at the camera with her signature smile, but you and Bucky were looking at each other laughing. It was a wonder it took you all so long to realize your feelings.

A sharp knock on his door frame pulled him out of his thoughts, and his gaze landing on his sister reminded him why he was here.

“Hey, Bucky-bear. What are you doing at home? Just here to see your dear sister - or did you finally drop that skank?” Becca laughed as if she had just told the funniest joke in the world. It was infuriating. “I’m just kidding, really. I’m glad you’re here, I always knew you would come home, I know you so well. And I missed my brother so much.” She came over to wrap her arms around his frame, not missing a beat even when his body tensed up. She simply skipped back towards her room, going on about where they would go for dinner tonight.

Spotted: The Barnes siblings reuniting over a dinner of Italian, sans their favorite girl. Is this just a coincidence, or has Beck finally dragged Bucky back to the palace? Only time will tell.

xoxo, Gossip Girl

Gossip Girl was quickly taking over the Upper East Side. In just two weeks, more dirt had been dumped than your entire high school career. Affairs were outed, scandals unearthed, and no one was safe. The biggest hit, however, was focused on the crumbling relationship between you and Bucky. At least once a day, a picture of one of you emerged, with some ridiculous rumor swirling. So far Bucky had apparently partook in a threesome at his favorite rooftop pool, and you were dating some British royal of which no one knew the name.

It was becoming ridiculous. Nothing was real, but no one cared as long as they had something to talk about. And still none of that bothered you as much as the fact that you hadn’t seen Bucky. The two of you had exchanged some texts, mostly to assure the other that Gossip Girl was very much wrong. Other than that, well, you didn’t know.

All you could do was hope that would blow over soon, and that you and Bucky could fix things. But that possibility seemed further away as more time passed. Gossip Girl couldn’t get enough; each post more vicious than the last. And then started more and more posts about Bucky. He was partying again, almost every night. There had been no pictures of him with a girl, yet, but you had a sick feeling it wasn’t too far off. It seemed foolish to think that things could have worked out; that you and Bucky were meant to be. You both loved each other, that you knew for sure, but your best guess was that for whatever reason, the two of you just couldn’t be together. As hard as it was to accept, you were determined to let him be happy.

That didn’t mean you were ready to move on, though. And when you thought you were at your lowest, a knock came to your front door.

You trudged through the apartment, ready to tell whoever was there - probably Natasha with a bottle of vodka - that you weren’t in the mood. But your first glance at the looming figure had you flinging open the door and jumping into his arms.

“Samuel Wilson, what are you doing here!” It had been almost two years since he had decided to move across the country for college, and while he kept in touch, he hadn’t come back. You got it, he hated the drama that came with living among the elite. Really, you admired him for doing what he truly wanted - even with the threat of getting cut off.

Once you finally released him from your koala hold, you stepped back with the biggest smile that had graced your lips since Bucky left. You really just couldn’t believe he was here. Growing up, he had been the final piece of Steve and Bucky’s trio. They were more like brothers than anything, with the constant bickering and tough love, and it was never entirely the same without him.

“Come on, baby girl, you know I couldn’t stand to leave you alone for too long.” You opened your mouth to protest that two years was more than too long, but it didn’t matter since he was here now. “I’m back, at least for a little bit. As it turns out, having a degree doesn’t mean you magically know what you want to do with your life. So, here I am, ready to live it up with my favorite people.”

“Your favorite people are a bit of a mess right now, I’m afraid.” His confused face made you giggle, and not wanting him to be in the dark, you offered him a proposal. “I’ll tell you about it as long as you pay for lunch.”

His laugh followed you all the way to your bedroom as you began to get ready.

“Fucking Gossip Girl? What, are we back in high school?” To say he wasn’t pleased about what had been going on in his absence was an understatement. “Also you and Bucky? That’s great, I was worried I would have to listen to him pine over you just like when I left.”

You rolled your eyes before countering, “Did you listen to a word I said? Bucky and I are over, at least I think we’re over. Point is, we’re not speaking and he’s out clubbing while I’ve been home with ice cream and trashy TV. I wouldn’t say we’re on the road to recovery.”

“That boy has been in love with you as long as I’ve known him, I wouldn’t be too worried. If anything, I’ll knock some sense into him the second I see him.”

You reached over the table and squeezed his hand, grateful to have one of your best friends back.

Looks like Sam is back in town, and he’s already made a move on Bucky’s girl. We should have known his charm was irresistible, and that he wouldn’t waste a second. You snooze, you lose, Barnes. Time to move on.

xoxo, Gossip Girl

James Buchanan Barnes, for as much of an asshole as he could be, was not quick to anger. But right now, he was goddamn furious.

It had been almost two weeks since he had found out Becca was Gossip Girl. Two weeks of her blackmailing him so that he wouldn’t tell anyone, especially his girlfriend. His girlfriend. Fuck. Was she even his girlfriend anymore? He guessed not; he had technically broken up with her - or “taken a break” to be more exact. But he figured this would all blow over and then they would be fine. He had gotten worried at first about these “blasts” from Gossip Girl, spreading rumors, until you texted him to assure that there was nothing going on with anyone, and that you missed him. He believed you, of course, but there was a nagging in the back of his mind that something wasn’t right. And then he found out about Becca.

“No, Sharon, I was right. He came back home, everything worked out perfectly.” A long pause followed. “Of course I’m not going to stop. This is the most fun I’ve had since high school.” Her voice started to gradually become more irritated. “I don’t care, S! Nobody is really getting hurt, they’re just being a bunch of babies. I don’t care that we just started this to get Bucky back, Gossip Girl was the best idea I’ve ever had.”

“What the fuck, Rebecca!” Bucky charged into the kitchen. He was coming down to get a drink when he heard Becca arguing with someone on the phone, and was about to turn around when he heard his name. “This bullshit has been you? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

And she had the nerve to laugh. Laugh. Like this was all some game to her. Which, when he really thought about it, it all was.

“Oh, Bucky-bear. You weren’t supposed to find out this way. Or at all, though I don’t really care. You needed to come to your senses, and it was the only way I could get you to understand. And look how it all turned out! You’re back home where you belong, and you don’t have to worry about that whore anymore.”

That nearly threw him into a fit. He wanted to punch the wall and throw things and demand answers. But that’s not how Becca worked. She needed to give out the information on her own - had to feel like she was taunting it. So he stayed quiet, waiting for her to tell him more.

“And then, you know, it turned out to be so much fun. No drama ever happens anymore, and the fact that I was the one creating it gave me such a thrill. I couldn’t possibly stop.”

“Like hell you won’t stop. Once I tell everyone what a sick fuck you are, you’ll never recover.” Composure be damned, he was fuming now. His sister, his own goddamn flesh and blood, had released a sextape of him and her best friend. That had to be illegal right? Wasn’t revenge porn a thing? God, this was going to ruin her.

“Oh, you think you’re just gonna waltz out of here and tell everyone? You’re very sorely mistaken, big brother. I have much worse shit on you than a 30 second clip of you screwing half naked. It’s amazing what kind of freaky fuckery people get up to when they don’t realize they’re being recorded in their own homes. The second you run your mouth, I’ll fucking destroy you.”

And so for two weeks, he had been racking his brain, trying to come up with a plan. All he wanted to do was talk to you, but he felt like that would set Becca over the edge too, and he wanted to have that plan first.

So while Becca was out shopping for a new outfit for the party tonight, Bucky snuck into her room in search of some answers, or really just a hail mary.

Thank god Becca was running late for her plans, because in her rush, she had left her laptop open and unlocked. Bucky started digging, knowing he had at least a couple hours, and found a file with seemingly every bit of information she’s accumulated as Gossip Girl. As much as he would love to be a good person, the only thing that really concerned him was a folder under your name. Really subtle, Becca.

But all he found are the recent pictures of you out, some less than flattering shots of you throughout the apartment, and an audio file that’s full of Bucky’s filthy mouth. Plus that fucking sextape. Other than that, there’s nothing. Not even in his folder, except for pictures of him when Becca blackmailed him into clubs and parties. She was lying, all to get Bucky back under her thumb.

He quickly deleted all of her files, making sure the drive was empty, before trying to call you. Even though he called her three times, all three went to voicemail. Starting to freak out, he prepared to rush to her apartment, then he got a text from Sam, asking him if he was going to the party tonight, and also letting him know that he would be showing up with you, as a friend. Bucky felt a sense of relief, and decided he would just speak to you tonight - plus that gave him a chance to form a real apology for how much of a dick he’s been.

Look alive, there’s a party brewing tonight and I’ve heard it’s gonna be a real hit. Make sure you bring your popcorn, you won’t wanna miss this.

xoxo, Gossip Girl

You were only going to this party for Sam. As far as you were concerned, Netflix on your couch was a much better idea. But in the wise words of Mr. Sam Wilson: there’s no party like a NYC party. Whatever, at least you looked good. All you planned to do was latch onto Sam while he made his rounds, then drag him back to your apartment so you could con him into a Jersey Shore marathon. And you really hoped you didn’t see Bucky - you just didn’t think you could deal with him tonight.

Lucky for you, he’s the first person you see as soon as you walk through the fucking doors. God was really playing a fun game here. You gave him a nod and headed for the kitchen, and you could see in his eyes how bad he wanted to follow you. Instead, he opted to greet his friend, and try to catch up with you later. Leaning against the counter, sipping from your cup, you saw Wanda fly into the room, obviously looking for something. Her eyes narrowed in on you before grabbing your arm and dragging you into the hallway, spilling half your drink in the process. Before you could even open your mouth, a jumble of words came rushing out of her.

“Becca’s here and she said she’s on a mission to find you and Sharon’s here and you know they’re no good together and Y/N you need to get out of here.” Her breath is coming out and pants and it takes a second for your brain to comprehend her words.

“W, I’m not scared of Becca. There’s nothing she can possibly do that’ll make this worse. I’m sick of giving her the upper hand; as much as I don’t want to be here, I have every damn right, and these are my friends. I’m not leaving.”

“She said she has something on you, something big, and that she’s going to send it to Gossip Girl if you don’t do what she wants. Before you ask, no I don’t know what it is, but I think you need to go and figure it out before she confronts you.”

While you didn’t give a shit about what else she supposedly had on you, you really didn’t have the energy to deal with her right now, so you just nodded. As you turned on your heel to head back towards the front door, you made eye contact with Bucky, spotting Becca over his shoulder. Before you could even think, he had grabbed you by the arm, pulling you close to him. He led you back through the kitchen and hallway, into an empty bedroom. You didn’t say anything until you were behind the closed door, not wanting to make a scene. But the second you heard the lock click, your emotions overcame you.

“What the hell, Buck? We don’t talk for weeks and all of a sudden you want to be my knight in shining armor? You spend weeks under the same roof as her and suddenly you’re on my side? I don’t get it. You broke up with me. So what’s your angle here?” Your hands were shaking and your breath was shallow, but you refused to cry right now. All these months you hadn’t let yourself breakdown, you weren’t about to start now. The only thing you wanted was to be wrapped in Bucky’s arms, but that wasn’t an option either.

“It’s her. Y/N, Becca is Gossip Girl.” If you thought you were having trouble breathing before, it was nothing compared now. Of course it was her. Who else could possibly be this cruel? “Please believe me when I say that I am so sorry. I found out a couple of days after I- well, after I started staying there. I overheard her on the phone, talking to Sharon. They planned the whole thing to get us to break up, but Becca just… she just didn’t want to stop. The first thing I wanted to do was tell you, so we could tell everyone else. But she told me she had more on us, that she was recording in the apartment. She held that over me to get anything she wanted. I couldn’t risk it, not when it involved you.”

So Wanda was right, Becca did have more. If she had been recording in your apartment, she could have anything. You had to get out of there, now. Bucky must have seen the panic written all over your face, because he wrapped his arms around you, softly rubbing circles along your back.

“She was lying. I searched her computer; she was lying. She’s messed up, and I think she needs help, but there’s nothing to worry about.” At his words, you finally broke down. The only thing keeping you on your feet was Bucky’s arms, and you let every pent up emotion free. It was like a roller coaster, but the more you let it out, the more your sadness and sorrow faded away, and your anger took the forefront.

You didn’t give a fuck about what might be wrong with her, the fact of that matter was that she had invaded your privacy, she had put both yours and Bucky’s futures and potential careers at stake. And she didn’t have a second thought about it. It was unimaginable, trying to wrap your head around it. She had no excuse, no sense of guilt, and you wanted to make sure she got put in her place.

You pushed yourself off Bucky, giving him a searing kiss, before whispering an I love you and heading towards the door. Becca stood in the middle of the living room, talked to Sharon, who nodded her head at you as you walked up to them. You could tell by the look on her face that she had been waiting to see you all night. But before you could say a word, you grabbed her by the hair and pushed her up against the wall.

“You conniving little bitch. You think you can get away with fucking anything. You’ve gone unchecked for too long and you are fucking done. Do you understand?” You took a step back, knowing you now had the attention of everyone at the party. “Anyone curious about Gossip Girl? Does anyone want to know who’s been spreading lies and trying to ruin everyone? Well you’re looking at her right now. Rebecca Barnes, we all knew she was evil, but did you expect this? I certainly should have.” Eyes still burning with rage, you turned back to her. “You’re done, Beck. Done.”

Not wanting to let her get another word in, you grabbed her arm and pulled her out the front door, down the elevator and through the lobby until you were out on the sidewalk.

“I should rip your hair out right here, but unlike you, I have class. Plus, you know I have the power to do much worse.” You felt a hand on your lower back, and turned to see that Bucky had followed you. His eyes calmed you, and you let go of Becca’s arm in order to pull out your phone. They both looked at you in utter confusion, but you just pressed the call without a word.

“Hi, Winnie, I’ve missed you so much.” A pause. “You’re back in the city? I didn’t know that! You’ve just been gone so long.” As she responds, you see that Becca has gone pale in the face. It was a power move, to call their mother, and you knew it. Winnifred Barnes had always held a soft spot for you, even more so than her own daughter at times; you suspected this was because you treated her with respect and loved her just like your own mom, whereas Becca had always possessed that mean streak, and her attitude didn’t stop with her mother. You always tried to cushion her blows, even when you all were younger, and it put a little bit of hope back into Winnie’s heart.

“Yes, I promise I’ll come over for lunch soon, but I should probably get around to why I called.” You told her every last detail, from the start of it six months ago, down to the last two weeks. Even Bucky looked queasy at the thought of what his mother might do with this information. “So you can see, dear, why I had to get you involved. We’re just so worried for her, and her mental state, of course. I know you tried to raise us all with a good head on our shoulders, so I knew you would be able to take care of everything… I’ll keep her safe until you get here, don’t worry. I’ll see you soon, ma. Kisses.”

Becca looked absolutely petrified as you put your phone back in your purse, but that only put a smug smile on your face. “What did you do? I won’t see the city again for years, you know that. I mean they sent Sarah to rehab in Philly just because they caught her with a joint once.” She couldn’t help her voice from shaking, and you almost felt bad.

“You need help, Rebecca. This isn’t okay; it’s not normal. I think some time away from the city will be good for you, anyways. Even with what you did, you’re not evil, but you need to face the consequences for your actions that were.” As much as you wanted to continue your lecture, Winnie’s car pulling up to the curb stopped you. She stepped out of the backseat and came over to kiss both you and Bucky on the cheek before turning her attention to her daughter, placing a hand on each of her shoulders.

“I already talked to your father, honey. We decided it’s best if you take a little break from everything going on. You know your dad’s cousins, out in Minnesota? We know they’d be more than willing to take you in while we get you set up with a therapist. You can even transfer to the university there, if you want, or take some time off from school altogether. All we want is what’s best for you. Give it some time, and we’ll take everything after as it comes.”

Becca just looked defeated climbing into the backseat, not bothering to take a glance back as the car drove off. You may never forgive her, but she deserved a chance to figure her shit out, just as much as anyone else; you could only hope she would actually take the help being given.

Bucky pulled you out of your thoughts by cupping your face in both of his hands, eyes brimming with tears. “I’m sorry you even had to do that, I’m sorry any of this happened. If I could go back into time, I would change everything - I would have stayed by your side through all of this. Hell, I would go back to when I was 17 and tell Becca to hell with her problems, because I was in love with you. As much as I would like to change, I have no regrets as long as it got me to your side. You’re home, where I’m meant to be. I don’t need anything else.”

Just when you thought you had cried it all out, tears were streaming down your face as he pulled you flush against his body, kissing you like his life depended on it. He gave you every ounce of apology and love through his lips, and it felt just like he had described: home.

Spotted: B and Y/I making out- I mean making up outside the party of the year. Looks like they’re getting their happy ending. Unfortunately for Beck, every fairytale needs an evil to be defeated, and Mama Barnes looks an awful lot like a satisfied fairy godmother from where I’m standing. Count your blessings, everyone, it’s hard to tell when a fairytale takes a turn into a horror story. Just hope that you either way, you have a hero to come save you. Enjoy life while you can, my pretties.

happily ever after, Gossip Girl

tagging some frens *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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eadanga · 2 years ago

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The Press Secretary Part 4

Summary: Chris the mayor of town is married to his wife Becca. When he hires a new press secretary who happens to be his lost love old feelings resurface and Chris finds it hard to resist the desire he once had for her

Parings: ChrisxMC

Chris walks into the office with his briefcase and passes by Jackie

“Hey lover boy”

Chris sighs “Not today Jackie” He trudges into the office as Jackie follows

“Whoa what happened? Bad night?”

“More like annoying Becca made me go to this dinner with another one of her dad’s stuck up clients”

“Oh how did that go?”

Chris slumps in his chair “Terrible I was so annoyed with them I wanted to punch them but I restrained myself but afterwards Becca and I continued to fight”

“Chris why don’t you divorce her?”

“I’ve been thinking about that but unfortunately her dad is so powerful I know she’ll tell him to ruin me out of spite”

“She sounds like the type who would do that” Jackie holds his hand “You ok Chris?”

“I’ll be fine”

“I know what will cheer you up”

“What’s that?”

Jackie smiles as she tilts her hair to the door and Chris spots Emily walking into the office.

Chris raises an eyebrow “Jackie what are you”

“Hi Emily we were just talking about you!”

“Jackie!”

Emily smiles “You were?”

“Yes I mean I heard so much about you from Chris”

Emily giggles “Well I’m glad Chris talks about me”

Chris stands and grabs Jackie by the arm “That’s enough goodbye Jackie”

“Oh but wait I was just about to say”

Chris quickly pushes her out the door and he can hear her laugher from outside the door he sighs “Sorry about that”

“It’s fine Chris don’t worry” She pulls out her tablet “Now come one we’ve got work to do”

“What are we doing?”

“Well making sure you’ve got an amazing image not that I have to you’re already an amazing person”

Chris smiles “Thanks”

“Now tell me what is the root of you being mayor?”

Chris heads over to his desk “Well when I’m trying to push for this law” He grabs some papers off his desk and hands it to her

Emily reads it and smiles “The second chance law Chris that’s the scholarship program you started in college”

“Yeah I improved on it it’s a whole program to help out kids with records who want their education we can do so much to help them”

“That’s the Chris I know always helping out people”

Chris chuckles “I try my best Em”

“Now we gotta show the public that you care about these kids and everything that’s why I arranged a little public gathering for you it’s at juvenile detention center I told them to get the kids who have been doing well and wanting to get an education”

Chris smiles “That’s great Em”

“And the press will be there too so we can get good pics to promote this”

Chris grins “I love this we can definitely get more attention to the cause”

They head down to the juvenile detention center. Chris smiles as the kids smile and shake his hands This feels awesome

Emily smiles “I’m glad your in your element right now”

“Me too one of the boys said he wanted to go to Hartfield like us they heard about everything we did there”

Emily giggles “We’re celebs now”

Chris chuckles “We’re not really but you are with those articles you wrote”

“I tried my best now the press is coming let’s look sharp”

Journalists and photographers surround the two of them

“Mayor Power what is your plans for the kids here?”

“Well I really want to give them a chance to continue their education so they can be more than what society has labeled them as they’re not criminals they’re human like us and they want to correct their mistakes”

“Oh that sounds wonderful and what about the kids that don’t want to change?”

Chris sighs “Well that’s up to them I’m not gonna force them to do anything they don’t want to that’s why this program will be super effective so that kids and teens will get off the streets”

The journalist scribbles in her notepad “Just one more question how do you know that this program will work?”

Chris smiles “Well one of my best friends from college he also had a record for defending his sister but I started this scholarship program when I was in college and it helped him out he got straight A’s and he was able to graduate with the rest of us I mean we started before him and him surpassed us in 2 years which was amazing”

The journalist smiles “Thank you for your time Mr Mayor”

Emily grins “You did well Chris this is amazing”

“Thanks to you Emily now how about we have some lunch cause” He’s cut off by his phone ringing “Sorry Em let me take this”

“No problem Chris I’ll be arranging other stuff for you”

Chris nods then steps away to the corner “Becca what is it?”

“Chris I just saw your interview on TV”

“Yeah is something wrong?”

“Of course there is Chris! How can you be involved in that?! What has this Emily gotta you into?!”

“What are you talking about she didn’t do anything this was my ideas”

“Chris you can’t be with them you need to be mingling with higher class people it’s their fault they ended up there”

“Really Becca you know I’m one of those people”

“Yes but you got out of there and made something of yourself they didn’t now I have better people for you to meet”

Chris frowns “You know what Becca call me when you have something better than for me to meet your dad’s business partners”

“What how dare”

Chris hangs up the phone and grumbles I don’t know how much more of her I can take

Tags: @indiacater @jared2612 @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @darley1101

#The Freshman #the freshmen series #Chris Powell #Christopher Powell #choices fanfiction #chris fanfiction #choices fandom #chris fanfic #choices fan fiction #choices the senior

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uncovering-sumac · 2 years ago

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I did it! I wrote my first article!

Although that means now people will read what I wrote… eek. Maybe I should have thought this through.

4 Bars You Should Know in Sumac, by Del Blaushild

Hello, Sumac! My name’s Del and I’m the new tourism writer in town. I never got to meet the last writer, Pat Davies, but I’ve been reading a lot of his articles, getting to know him just a little bit. For my first article I’ve taken one of his old pieces and updated it, revisiting his recommendations and adding a few of my own. Let’s get started!

1. Sprout’s

A controversial favorite on the corner of West and Maple, this bar and grill has held the award for Best Vegan Restaurant for three years in a row. When Pat visited after their first win, a crowd of plant-rights activists had been demonstrating outside for hours. “They’re upset because we’re not afraid to stick to our traditions,” the owner Dave said of the demonstrators. “They may not like it, but nothing’s ever gonna replace plants. Think of a veggie burger. The taste, the texture- no dry, flavorless hunk of meat can come close to that. Americans love plants, and that’s just the way it is.” Three years later, Dave seems to be right. Sprout’s still draws a healthy crop of locals, and curious visitors stop by for a chance to taste the controversial “Veggie Lover’s Pizza.” During my visit I didn’t see any protestors, but a few posters were taped up outside showing vegetables being diced and soybeans being pressed into tofu in graphic detail.

2. Rosencrantz & Guildensterns

Brother-sister duo Frank and Becca opened this Sumac mainstay ten years ago, hoping to create a place “where friends can get together, talk about books, and make weird art.” Their bar is a popular hangout for Sumac’s creative types, who donated the paintings hanging on the walls and have featured it as a location in countless short films. In his original article Pat wrote about the friendly people and spectacular taxidermy assortment, which are both worth a visit on their own, but I also want to shout out their music and poetry parties on the first Friday of the month. Attendees bring records and play them backwards, then everyone writes down what they hear and writes poems out of it. If you’re lucky, you may even see Acacia the cat on one of her weekly visits.

3. Ozzie’s

This bar’s location on the edge of Candor Lake attracts locals and tourists alike. Even in the dead of winter, patrons will sweep snow off the benches on the wide deck to enjoy the view into the steep basin of the lake. An affordable happy hour and weekly live music keep the bar bustling year-round, and the new owner is keeping it cleaner and safer than ever. Sumac’s lake-watching club also meets here. Founded when its members were young kids, this close-knit group of nature enthusiasts has recently started gaining new members due to its welcoming and relaxed attitude. The small group of retired men who made up the club when Pat visited has grown into a diverse group with members of all ages. I learned an amazing amount about freshwater fish while sitting with the group, and the bartender makes a mean margarita.

4. The Ellicott Inn

What list would be complete without Sumac’s oldest establishment? Built in 1810 by Nathaniel Ellicott, the inn has hosted figures such as Rosetta Douglass, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and Kate Gleason, as well as countless Western New Yorkers visiting to take the waters of Candor Lake. On its first floor Gertie’s Tavern serves up historically accurate dishes from the town’s heyday, while the second and third floors still function as an inn. Go on the Sumac Haunted History tour and you’ll finish here, as the ghosts of Ellicott and his family are said to roam the halls to this day. The stable boy, who spent most of his free hours in the tavern in life, is said to appear beside you if you sit alone at the bar, and he’ll challenge you to a drinking contest. What do you get if you win? Nobody’s ever won, but my guess is some kind of medical record for liver damage. Pat recommends the Fox-sister-style seances, which I haven’t had a chance to attend but which he says are thrilling and most fun with friends.

Thanks for reading, Sumac! I look forward to doing more of these and getting to know the town better. If you’ve got a spot for me to visit, or any information about Pat, please write to me or stop by the tourism office. See you again soon!

#sumac ny #candor lake #unfiction

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simplykenni · 2 years ago

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Hi 💘📚📖

a book to get u out of a reading slump?

if u were stuck on an island and could only have three books w u what would they be? (series would be counted as one cuz as i said so)

the best protagonist u have ever seen in a book and why?

the last book u read? did u like it?

do u annotate ur books?

Hi Cocoa 💛 happy Sunday!

a book to get you out of a reading slump?

Hm...it depends on what you're in the mood for! I'm always either in the mood for something messy to perk my spirits or a rom com type book. I really enjoyed Funny You Should Ask by Elissa Sussman. And while I haven't finished the next two, I can tell they're going to be faves of mine: Seven Days in June by Tia Williams and The Charm Offensive by Alison Cochrun (this last one reminds me of that reality tv show Steve fic I wrote ☠️)

if u were stuck on an island and could only have three books w u what would they be?

Ooh, thank you for letting a series count as one, you saint 🙏🏾

1. Because I'm nostalgic, the Hush Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick. I loved that fallen Angel lore and I probably still do. I need to reread this.

2. Defending Jacob by William Landay. I'm a broken record at this point but that book is just *chefs kiss*

3. Uhh probably Before I Let Go by Kennedy Ryan because I haven't read it yet but I have high hopes for it lol

the best protagonist u have ever seen in a book and why?

No one is coming to mind and that's probably because I don't read books with great main characters ☠️ hold on, though djsjsj. Maybeeee Gabe Parker from Funny You Should Ask. Is it because he's shaped after Chris Evans...no. He's better than Chris Evans 😤 I'll take no arguments over this.

the last book u read? did I like it?

I think the last book I read to completion was Twisted Hate by Ana Huang. I liked a good portion of it (the main man was my guy! I love Josh 🥹) but DAMN if her plots aren't melodramatic. It doesn't matter the book, there's always this third act that is too grand for the story and I can't get behind it. I've started the fourth book in the series, though, and this one seems like the strongest imo

do u annotate ur books?

Hell yes I do 🫡 here's an example because I want you to know...I'm even extra when no one else will see lmaoo:

If you can't read my messy handwriting it says, "scream. Tyler's probably so fine, but so damn annoying—it's because of his Catholic guilt...Matt murdock." The book is Priest by Sierra Simone lol.

I'm coming to you with some questions Bestie 😊

#I will be there soon too bc I took a break here to figure out some questions lmao #music buddy😙🎶#books📚✨#I can't remember my book tag smh

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utterlyinevitable · 3 years ago

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I know every MC is different and they rank differently their job/career and their feelings for Ethan in their priorities list, so I’m here with a few questions, if you don’t mind :)

If given the chance, would your MC have started dating Ethan after their Miami kiss?

Did she (like Ethan) think that the competition for the spot in the DT made it difficult for them to be together? And, If dropping out of the competition would mean being able to be with him, would she do it?

If there was no reset and no Amazon, and they start dating after book 1, would this take a toll on her (career wise)? Given her already stained reputation after the ethics trial and all the work-related issues from book 2.

In your HC, did people care about Ethan and your MC’s relationship? Did it affect their reputation? Were her career and skills ever tied to Ethan?

Thanks so much for thinking of me & my beans <33 most of these only apply to Becca so I'll answer for her and Ethan

If given the chance, would your MC have started dating Ethan after their Miami kiss?

I think Becca would have liked the option instead of the horrific rejection before things could have gotten good. For her, when they crossed that line, she didn't think about what would happen afterwards. Her track record would infer that she'd be down for casually doing this again and again and try seeing one another without strings. Ethan, being the big brained bean he is, knew that wouldn't be sustainable for them and nipped it before they could combust well before getting started.

Him rejecting her then set the path for them to truly fall for one another later.

No? Tbh she didn't really think of it in that way at all. The competition was just part of her job at that point. Ethan was already her supervisor/mentor and would still be responsible for her even if she did get on the DT.

Either outcome they were doomed to be complicated. And Ethan wouldn't let her drop out of the competition anyway - after all the man extended his deadline by 5 minutes just to get her application...

In my HC Ethan and Becca were secretly seeing one another in the time after the trial and him trotting off to Brazil. If Ethan wasn't him and scared and much more romantic that early on and they were officially together...

Becca's career would definitely take a toll. She wouldn't be on the DT and Ethan would make sure she's transferred to another attending to oversee her. I wrote a longer bit about it here.

People, especially colleagues and esteemed medical persons, would not take her seriously. They already talk behind her back about ruining Ethan's career and trapping him. He also took a hit for having to take a step back in his role at EB so there wasn't that big of an HR issue. Her reputation would only get worse and even though my girl is strong and resilient she wouldn't be able to take it. No career of her dreams, constantly watching over her shoulder, and a thorn in her relationship would drive her mad. She'd run. Her and Ethan would break up. And he'd blame himself...

In your HC, did people care about Ethan and your MC’s relationship? Did it affect their reputation? Were her career and skills ever tied to Ethan?

People talked incessantly about Ethan and Becca when they finally went public. It wasn't that they cared about their collective happiness, it was that they wanted to talk shit about the girl taking Dr Dickmedown off the market.

Dating Ethan publicly towards the end of her residency didn't have much affect on her career reputation, mostly because she's already proved herself in the community. Yes there were people that speculated that he gave her all her stepping stones but they couldn't prove it. By keeping her at arms length that early on he really did save their relationship.

Becca's career was tied to Ethan. But that was her choice. She chose to grow with him and by his side and intertwine their lives in every way possible.

As for Odette, people weren't shocked that she and Ethan were dating. Honestly they thought they got together long before because of their close relationship. No one could speak badly about Odette because she was just so delightful and hot and smart and its really a toss up on how many colleagues had a crush on Ode vs Ethan. Obviously the beginning of her medical career is tied to Ethan. But after she started running the clinic and making waves in her own right no one really compared the two anymore. They're EBs power couple and everyones forever proud to know them.

#ethan x mc #becca x ethan #ethan ramsey #open heart #choices open heart #askboxed

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sweet-evie · 4 years ago

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Hi, WBAD!! Firstly, I want to say that I truly enjoy your fics. They're entertaining, well-written, and I look forward to reading more of your work. Your stories have actually been giving me the desire to pick up where I left off and resume my own CluClu stories... But unfortunately, I'm having a hard time with motivation. I always have story and next chapter ideas in my head but it's getting the words to flow that is the issue. So, I was wondering... What advise would you give? Thanks.

Hellooooo~ Thank you for your kind words, for reading my fics, and for finding them entertaining no matter how messy they are. 😂😅

Your stories have actually been giving me the desire to pick up where I left off and resume my own CluClu stories...

I'm flattered, and honestly don't understand how my messy fics and awkward writing help, but I'm glad that it does, in whatever way, shape, or form. 😅

But unfortunately, I'm having a hard time with motivation. I always have story and next chapter ideas in my head but it's getting the words to flow that is the issue. So, I was wondering... What advise would you give?

Honestly, same 🤣😂 But before I say (or type) anything more, take my advice with a grain of salt. Because what might work for me might not work for others, and vice-versa.

You're not alone in the dry-spells though. I have a hard time with motivation too -- especially when it comes to finishing multi-chapters. I'm extra careful with those because I have a shameful track record of incomplete fics from my old FFN account, and I'm sad that the habit bled through in my WBAD account. Like, I didn't finish the 1st WIP for Code Geass, and the 1st Vampire AU fic I wrote for CG either.

Anyways~ If word flow is the issue, that's a bit tough; because every writer has their own method on how to get out of the rut.

Me, personally, I read novels from bestselling authors. My automatic and favorite go-tos are Sarah J. Maas, George R. R. Martin, Becca Fitzpatrick, and Lauren Kate.

Try:

1. Reading published books from bestselling authors

Every word on those books are their own, and they have the aid of a publishing house, editors, proofreaders, etc (basically a writing team) to produce literary work for mass consumption. So, they're usually good resources for vocabulary, figures of speech, storytelling, creative descriptions, structure, etc.

Plus, it's also refreshing to see different characters and whatnot.

2. Listening to music

It's rare (or common, depending on who you are), but sometimes there will be lines in songs that would just light the creative spark. It's weird and random, but it can happen. It happened for me, multiple times. It's just very inconvenient when I'm in the middle of other important tasks and I get hit with an epiphany because of some song playing on Spotify. 😅

3. Reading fanfics for the same show, but a different genre

Getting comfortable with your main cast of characters is fun and all, but it's a little dangerous too (again, just speaking my own opinion and experience). I find that if I'm too close to Lelouch and C.C. (as characters), I develop a habit of writing them in a specific way every single time. It's like I stuck them in a mold in my head, and now they refuse to budge if I want changes.

Ergo, word flow that feels clunky and overused.

Point is, maybe try taking a step back and read other genres or about other characters. As much as I love Lelouch and C.C., I read stuff for other CG characters too. One, because it offers a refreshing change in perspective; and two, it's interesting to read about how different fanfic writers portray different characters in different genres.

4. Leave it. Pick it up later.

Sometimes issues in word flow happen because you're just not in the mood. It's sort of a hard fact to swallow, especially when you know you want to write, but when you're not in the mood, you're just not in the mood.

Don't force it.

5. Just write. Do something else that makes you happy. Come back and edit.

#5 is what I've been doing a lot lately. If I can't bring myself to leave it because I know it needs to get done, I just write whatever is in my head without thinking about quality, but knowing that I'll come back and edit later.

And it works! XD Most times, anyway. You get a front-row seat of how different your mindset is when you take a break and do something else and then come back in a refreshed mental state.

Like, I'm writing part 6 of The Chaining Booth right now and I know it needs to get done for the sake of the requestor who's been waiting on my sluggish ass. I want to finish it, but I want it to be decent too. So I have parts of the story written down, some dialogue sprinkled through the chapter + plot notes, and then I'll leave it for a while to play video games or read a book or watch a YouTube video, and then I come back with a much better mental state -- more prepared to write descriptions and figure out the next string of words that need to go wherever.

With that said,

I hope that was some form of help, and I don't trust myself when it comes to these things.

Regardless, I wish you the best in your own fanfic writing for CLuCLu. 🤗😁 And if you've published fics before (WIP or complete on FFN or AO3), perhaps you're one of the writers I've come to love and enjoy reading from too~

Thank you! 🥳

#wbad ask me #wbad blog #lelouch x c.c.#c.c. x lelouch #cluclu #fics #writing advice #i hope this helped

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kazziesangel-moved · 4 years ago

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💚 and 💜 for the f/o takeover game with anyone you want ^^

(Did these for Leon and Kaz since i’ve also gotten the same emoji for my other two romantic F/Os doing the takeover *which is a giant coincidence that im happy happened :3*)

(Also thanks for the ask :3)

💚 - Tell us about how you met.

We met at a rock concert a couple years ago. One of her friends had dragged her to the concert and also pushed her into me since she thought I was cute. It was a little embarrassing for both of us (mainly her) but I’m glad it worked out.

First meeting would be shortly before we got thrown into that Neo World Program years ago, although we never actually talked until we were in that program. Nothing like a killing game run by a murderous build a bear reject to get acquainted with someone..

💜 - Tell us about who confessed and how.

Surprisingly, Becca confessed. I tried to but I always got flustered when I tried so Becca ended up making the first move in the end. Even if it was the cliché “I know its you who wrote this even if you didn’t sign it” love letter placed in someone’s locker thing. It’s cute though

Mine was more of an accident but I was the one who confessed to her. I was making her a little robot cat since I knew she’d like it and it could record peoples’ voices and it ended up recording me talking about how much I love her to a mutual friend. I didn’t even notice/realize until Becca told me and said she liked me that way too.

#✉️: ask tag #fovember #🔧❤️mechanic of my heart🔧❤️#⚾🧡a homerun symphony in your heart⚾🧡

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SkyFire 2: Chapter 2

Harry’s Birthday & Wedding Planning: February 2016

Word count: 2.4k

PART 1

SkyFire 2 MASTERLIST

>Instagram posts

Following her breakdown in the studio, Steve and Tony both accompanied Aurora to the hospital to get her hand x-rayed the next day. It turned out she had split open the most recent incision but given the fact that she would be back the following week for more surgery, Dr Walker opted to close the wound with steri-strips instead of more stitches. She got a small lecture about being more careful and as soon as they returned home, Sam was waiting for them. Aurora walked with him down the hall towards her private living room in silence.

“So, what happened yesterday?” Sam asked after the sat down.

“I’m sure you know already,” Aurora replied. “Dad would have told you everything.”

“He did but I was hoping to hear your side of it,” Sam said.

“I don’t know Sam.” She huffed out a breath, tucking her hair behind her ear as she collected her thoughts. “I finally went downstairs, and I started painting for the first time since the shooting…”

“That sounds like a good thing,” Sam said. “What went wrong?”

“I kept knocking the paint over,” Rori sighed. “And it just felt wrong, like I was off balance or something. I’m right handed so I didn’t really think I needed my left hand to paint but I guess I use it more than I realised. Any way I got frustrated and then I just lost all motivation for the work, so I left and went down the hall to the recording studio, but that was so much worse.”

“How so?” Sam prompted when she didn’t seem to want to continue.

“For as long as I can remember, music has been everything,” Rori tried to explain. “When I had nothing, I had music. When mum died, I wrote about it, and when I moved here, I wrote about it. Playing the piano, writing songs, it’s what I do. My art is all if have. It’s all I’ve ever wanted to do with my life and yesterday I couldn’t do any of it. I got so angry Sam. I just got so angry and there was nothing I could do to channel that, so I just blew up.”

“And you trashed the studio,” Sam finished.

“I did,” Rori mumbled. “I don’t know what I do now Sam.”

“Would it help if we got a clearer picture from your surgeon?” he asked. “Maybe a firmer timeframe of when she excepts you to be able to do certain things again? We could work out a clear plan of what surgeries and physically therapies are needed to get you where you want to be. Maybe having some milestones to work towards will help.”

“I think I’d really like that,” Aurora agreed. “I’ve got another surgery next week when Harry and I get back from London and then I’ll have my check-up appointment 2 weeks after that. I could probably discuss the long term plan at the follow-up, but could you maybe come with me?”

“Of course, I’ll come with you,” Sam said. “When do you leave for London?”

“Tomorrow afternoon, but I can feel Dad gearing up to fight me on it. After yesterday I can’t really blame him for freaking out this time, but if I spend one more day moping around the tower, I’m going to lose it again.”

“Why don’t I talk to him about this trip being a good thing while you go for a run in the park to clear your head?”

“I would really appreciate you talking to him,” Aurora admitted, “and a run sounds perfect right now.

They both stood back up and Sam wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him for a few long minutes, before he left to go talk to Tony. As he walked away, Rori went to change into her active wear.

xXx

It was late by the time Aurora’s flight arrived at Heathrow, and she ordered an uber for the 45 minute ride to Harry’s north London house. He was waiting up for her and the moment the car pulled up to the curb he was out the front door to grab her bag. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they walked into the house.

“How was your flight?” he asked while she kicked off her shoes and hung her coat in the hall closet.

“Exhausting,” Rori sighed. “Mind if we just go straight to bed?”

“Of course, love,” Harry replied, taking her hand in his as he carried her bag up the stairs towards the bedroom. She barely kept her eyes open long enough to change out of her clothes and brush her teeth before she collapsed into his bed and snuggled up against him.

xXx

Aurora woke up well before Harry given that she was still running on New York time. She quietly slipped from the bed and padded downstairs to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee before pulling out what she needed from the fridge. She had an omelette in the skillet in front her and the smell of freshly brewed coffee was in the air when she heard Harry shuffle into the kitchen behind her.

“Morning,” he mumbled his voice low and gruff with sleep.

“Damn,” Rori chuckled. “Was trying to get this finished before you woke up so I could bring it up to you. Happy Birthday baby.” She skipped over to him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Harry hummed into the kiss, his hands slipping lower as he licked at her lower lip and she opened her mouth to him. “Omelette’s gonna burn if you don’t stop groping my butt,” she murmured against his lips when they pulled apart.

“Let it burn,” Harry groaned, chasing after her lips as she pulled away from him. She giggled when he refused to let her go.

“Harry,” she whined. “At least move us over to the stove if you won’t let go.”

He did as he was told, shuffling them through the kitchen, turning her in his arms until he plastered along her back. She managed to salvage the omelette before it completely burned, sliding it onto a plate and bending over to pull the other one from the oven where she’d placed it to keep it warm. Harry chuckled darkly when she bent over, squeezing her hips when she pushed back against his pelvis.

“None of that mister,” she chided. “Breakfast first, then we can fool around.”

He pouted but took the plates she held out to him, moving over to the kitchen table as she made their coffees before joining him. The moment they’d finished eating Aurora squealed as she was scooped up into Harry’s arms and carried off towards the bedroom.

xXx

They headed into the city as it started to get dark, meeting Harry’s family and some of his friends at a little Chinese restaurant in SoHo. They were shown to a large round table and Aurora quickly hugged Louis, Niall and Liam before she sat down next to Harry with Gemma sitting on her left and Anne on Harry’s right. Conversation flowed easily as the food was brought out and Aurora swiped one of Harry’s spring rolls from his plate.

“Oi!” he gasped, jabbing his chopsticks at her, causing her to giggle and lean over to kiss his cheek. “You’re bloody lucky you’re so cute,” he told her.

After the meal, a waiter brought out a tray of cupcakes with candles lit and the table erupted into a terrible rendition of Happy Birthday. Aurora took a few photos with her phone before Harry blew out the candles and then divvied the cupcakes up around the table.

“How long are you in town for this time?” Gemma asked after they’d finished off the cupcakes.

“Just a few days,” Rori replied. “We’re meeting with our wedding planner to go over some things, but I need to be back in New York by the end of the week.”

“How’s the wedding planning going?”

“Really well, we’ve got the venue, caterer, photographer and the cake all organised already. I had a lot of spare time on my hands after the proposal, so I really got stuck into it all last year.”

“What are you getting done this week then?” Gemma asked.

“We’re doing another walk through at the venue to finalise layout and decide on decorations, colour schemes, all of that.”

“I know the boys have their suits sorted already but we’ll have to start shopping for dresses soon,” Gemma pointed out, an excited smile on her face. “I’m honestly so excited to be Harry’s Best Woman. I really wasn’t expecting him to ask me.”

“Are you kidding me Gem?” Rori laughed. “There’s no one else he would have asked. Especially after I called dibs on Louis being my Man of Honour.” The two girls burst out laughing, drawing Harry’s attention away from his conversion.

“Why am I suddenly nervous?” he asked, looking between his sister and fiancé who were both still giggling.

“Just discussing the bridal party,” Rori said, kissing Harry’s cheek.

“And the fact that you stole my best man?” Harry asked.

“I’m feeling so wanted,” Gemma joked. “And you’re not really that annoyed about it, admit it. You’d give her anything she asked for.”

“I really would,” Harry replied, leaning into kiss Aurora, his hand cupping her cheek as he smiled into the kiss.

“Oi! No snogging at the table!” Louis yelled from across the room, throwing a wadded up napkin at the pair, Niall laughing hysterically when he hit Harry in the side of the head.

“It’s my birthday so if I wanna kiss my fiancé, then I will,” Harry replied before returning to the kiss. Aurora broke away from the kiss in a fit of giggles as Liam and Louis started to boo them.

They all said their goodnights not too much later, and Aurora promised to call Gemma soon to organise a time to go dress shopping with Ella and Lottie soon.

xXx

After breakfast the following morning, they both pulled on their winter coats and walked from Harry’s Hampstead house across the Heath towards the Hill Gardens. They met their wedding planner Rebecca and a member of the grounds team at the Pergola and followed them inside. Even in winter, the place was absolutely beautiful, and Aurora was smiling brightly as they were shown around. Becca pointed out where they could have an arch placed for them to stand under and where the chairs would be placed.

“It’s perfect Harry,” Rori whispered after they had wandered the space for a little while. “I’m so glad we decided on here.”

“And just imagine it with the spring flowers,” he added, wrapping his arms around her as they gazed around the space.

“Well I think we’re good to go,” Becca said, walking back towards the couple after speaking with the staff. “Rori you’ve given me pretty clear design ideas, so I’ll get all the furnishings confirmed and send you through the photos for you to sign off on it, but I think we’re good for the ceremony. Let’s go talk reception.”

The three of them walked out of the gardens to where Becca had parked her car and, in a few minutes, they were back at Harry’s house where they had decided to hold the reception.

“The plan is to have the guests walk back here after the ceremony while we go into the Heath to take photos,” Harry explained as they walked into the house. “We’ve got a large back garden and we were thinking two long tables down either side, dance floor in the middle, bridal party at a table across the back.”

“I’d also like some lights strung up in the trees and maybe over the dance floor,” Rori added, walking Becca around the space.

“And colour scheme is still navy and creams?” the older woman confirmed while she took a few photos of the yard.

“Yes,” Rori agreed. “I don’t want to go too over the top, just something simple and tasteful.”

“Tasteful is definitely something we can do,” Becca promised.

They all headed back inside out of the cold and Harry set about making tea as the two women sat down at the kitchen table to discuss details. Becca had her laptop open and Aurora shared her the link to a Pinterest board where she’d been collecting images of details she liked. They spent a few hours discussing everything until Becca was satisfied, she fully understood what the young couple wanted.

“Thank you again Becca,” Rori said when they started to wrap up. “You’ve made this entire process so easy, and I honestly don’t know how we would have gotten anything done without you.”

“Just doing my job, darling,” Becca replied. “And I should be thanking both of you. I’m so used to dealing with Bridezillas that it’s so refreshing how laid back you’ve both been about everything.”

“There’s enough stress in our lives without letting this become another thing,” Harry said, his arm draped across the back of Rori’s seat. Becca smiled warmly at them.

“So, when are you going dress shopping?” she asked Rori.

“I’m hoping to fly back over next month or in April to go with the girls to get their bridesmaids dresses. They boys’ suits are already getting made, so that’s one more thing ticked off.”

“You’ve already got the suits sorted?” Becca asked in surprise. “You guys have really got this organisation thing down.”

“Harry’s getting his suit made by Gucci,” Rori explained, “and they offered to make the groomsmen’s suits as well, so we just decided to go for it.”

“You two are so down to earth I sometimes forget you’re famous,” Becca laughed, “but Gucci. Damn.”

“I know,” Aurora laughed as well. “I’m working with them to design my dress as well. Maybe we should have got them to sponsor the wedding.”

Becca stayed for a little while longer, chatting with the couple before heading out with promises to email Aurora soon.

“I really don’t know why people make planning a wedding into this super stressful thing,” Harry said when she left.

“Right?” Rori agreed. “I have complete faith in Becca. She knows the vibe I’m going for and I trust her to decide on all the finer details. I just don’t see the point in hyper-fixating on it all. I just want to be able to enjoy the day and have fun.”

“Me too,” Harry said. “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

NEXT CHAPTER

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under 100k larry fic recs

hi! i’m becca and i read...so much fic. these rec lists are an accumulation of fic that i’ve read or reread and extra loved from 2016-now. there’s a wide range of stuff here and i think there’s definitely something for everyone!! i divided them up by length so you can check out all those categories below!

please make sure to read tags and warnings on all these fics!! the only things i think i can guarantee is that these are all larry, there’s no non-con, no age play, no eating disorders, no mentions of bg, they end happy, and they’re mostly aus. oh and they’re all on ao3 and some are locked so you’ll need an account! anyway i hope y’all enjoy!!!

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☆ somethin’ bout you by missandrogyny 60k

Of all the government agents in the world, Louis had to go and land the most charming one.

☆ tug-of-war by cherrystreet 63k

Louis' husband dies suddenly and he is left with nothing. Well, not really nothing. He has Harry. And a St. Bernard puppy named Link, whom his late husband left behind for him. Louis takes care of Link and Harry takes care of Louis. Everything is okay until suddenly, it isn't.

☆ cameras flashing by juliusschmidt 82k

With his breakout single platinum three times over and his second album still selling out in stores around the world, Louis Tomlinson has made it to the top. However, his position as Pop Heartthrob of the Decade is threatened by the edgier, more artistic Zayn, who happens to be releasing an album a week after Louis’ upcoming third. Louis needs something groundbreaking- scandalous, even- to push past him in the charts. Much to Louis’ dismay, his PR team calls in The Sexpert.

Consulting with PR firm Shady, Lane and Associates pays the bills so that Harry Styles can spend his down time doing what he really loves: poring over data. On weekends and late into the evenings, he researches gender, presentation, and sexual orientation, analysing the longitudinal study that is his father’s life’s work. That is, until his newest client, the popstar with the fascinating secret, drags him off his couch and frighteningly close to the spotlight.

As the album’s release date approaches, will Tomlinson and Styles be able to pull off the most risky PR scheme of the millennium and beat Zayn in sales or will the heat of their feelings for each other compromise everything?

☆ home to you by crowsonthewire 54k

“If someone wrote that for me I’d probably be a crying mess before it was even over. I’m crying a little right now actually.”

It’s about you, Harry’s brain screamed. I wrote it about you.

Gemma appeared in the doorway then and dragged Louis away. With one winking smile he was gone. Harry curled up and stuffed his face into his duvet so he could cry with no one hearing.

**** At fifteen, Harry wrote his first song for an oblivious seventeen year old Louis Tomlinson. Ten years later he’s a singer/songwriter who cant find any words for his second album and Louis is a closeted actor tired of LA.

They both try to run from the things weighing them down and in the process, they find each other.

☆ fate don’t know you by sincewewereeighteen 99k

“Just. How bad is it?”

Zayn sighs. Shit.

“Not that bad, really,” he says quickly as he scans Louis’ face. “It depends, really. The freshmen are all right and I think you’ll manage just fine with the sophomores.”

“But?”

“Seniors are always shit because they think they rule the school, and this specific class of juniors… Well, let’s say you’ll find a real troublemaker there. Some say he used to be a soft kid, but- I don’t know. Most teachers just leave him alone.” Zayn shrugs. “He walks around with a tough crowd. Guess no one wants to take their chances with him. This is Chicago after all.”

“D’you know the name of the kid?” Louis asks, already very curious to meet said person.

“His name is Harry Styles.” The other man responds. “You’re in for a treat with this one.”

[Or: The one in which Louis always hears thunder when Harry speaks and sees lightning when he glances at him.]

note: this is student/teacher so if that makes you uncomfortable please skip! harry’s 17 but he is still a student so power unbalance and all that but from what i remember it was tastefully done. just like....don’t do that irl obv jfkdaj

☆ like an endless summer by objectlesson 87k

“You just wanna go fawn over Styles as soon as possible,” Zayn grumbles.

“I do not. Plus, he probably got ugly this year. Eighteen is an awkward time...I bet he’s got acne and one of those terrible fuckboy haircuts all the hipsters are getting these days, with the shaved sides? Just watch, the first year we’re gonna get any time together is gonna be the first year I don’t have a stupid crush on him.”

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Or, Louis is a riding instructor at a summer camp, and Harry is a fellow counselor who he’s been successfully managing his crush on for the last two summers. That is, until Harry shows up this year leveled up and lethal, and all Louis’s formerly perfected veneer of nonchalance melts like a popsicle in the sun.

note: there’s a second part to this that’s 6k of pwp

☆ back to how it was by lululawrence 53k

Harry carefully stood up and was on his way to the window to look outside when he ran his hand through his hair, and it stopped entirely too soon.

He froze then began fervently patting all over his head. Where was his hair? He’d been growing it out for a couple of years now and it was finally almost to the length he’d had as a goal the entire time. How could it have gotten cut off overnight?

Harry rushed over to the mirror hung on the wall adjacent to the window.

Oh shit. What the hell was happening? Harry leaned closer and saw that not only was his hair cropped shorter than he’d ever wanted to go again, but it looked like he had the beginning of crow’s feet by his eyes. Those definitely weren’t there yesterday! And what happened to his tattoos? He still had some of them, like the star and the letters he’d gotten for his mum and Gemma, but most of the rest were missing and there were a few he’d never seen before instead.

What. The. Fuck.

Or the one where Harry goes to bed angry with his bandmates and wakes up in a universe where One Direction was never formed and he has to find a way back home. Home definitely has nothing to do with his best friend and bandmate, Louis. That would be ridiculous.

note: there’s a second part to this that’s 24k!

☆ when we were younger by dinosaursmate 76k

About a week after Harry started visiting this particular chat room, he was watching some kid argue with the whole room about football, personally disinterested as he tipped a bag of crisps into his mouth. He happily chomped on the crumbs, taking a swig from a glass of Ribena to wash them down, glancing at the screen and very nearly spat the squash back out again. His heart was pounding wildly. The display icon of the argumentative newcomer had caught his eye, and not in a good way. He gulped as he clicked the picture, and when it popped up in full resolution, his heart nearly fell right out of his arse. - Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.

note: there’s a second part that’s 3k ziam centric

extra note: you don’t want to know how many episodes of catfish i’ve seen

☆ like cabbages and kings by you_explode 61k

When Louis was a kid, he had a series of very vivid dreams about a place called Wonderland. There were rabbits wearing waistcoats and talking cats and ridiculous tea parties, and amidst all the absurdity, there was a boy. A boy with dimples, big green eyes and the sweetest soul Louis has ever known. Louis has always kept a place in his heart for that boy and for his funny dreamworld, and when he’s twenty-five and his life falls apart, it turns out Wonderland might not be so imaginary after all.

☆ knives don’t have your back by turnyourankle 51k

The lone survivor of an on campus massacre that claimed the lives of his four housemates, Harry is urged to take a sabbatical or transfer. Instead, he chooses to stay in school, move into the dorms, and overcome his fears.

He finds comfort in a budding friendship with Louis, an upperclassman who lives on his floor, not realizing that their relationship will bring him closer to his traumatizing past rather than further from it.

☆ loving you is free by littlelouishiccups 68k

Louis is a workaholic record label CEO who hasn't been on a date in nearly a year. Niall and Liam make an account for him on a sugar dating website as a joke. And then Louis meets Harry.

note: there are two other parts to this that are pretty much pwp. they’re 24k and 4k

☆ dance to the distortion by lis (domesticharry) 93k

Louis accidentally breaks Harry's camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.

☆ waiting on you by emma1234 77k

“Vampires,” Louis says with disgust, glaring over at the vampire who is noisily slurping from the woman’s neck nearby.

Zayn gives the neat fang marks on Louis’ neck a meaningful look.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them,” Louis finishes, ignoring Zayn when he rolls his eyes.

Louis takes a long sip of his milkshake, presses his fingers against the marks on his neck, and definitely doesn’t think about the vampire who left them there.

note: there’s a second part to this that’s 5k

☆ this wicked game by cherrystreet 70k

An AU in which The Bachelor is gay, Louis is a contestant, Harry is the bachelor, everyone drinks a lot of champagne, the entire world gets to watch them fall in love, and no one plays by the rules.

note: i’ve seen maybe five episodes of the bachelor in my life and hated it but i have read every larry bachelor fic

☆ coax the cold by mediawhore 86k

England, 1897.

English Professor Louis Tomlinson’s passion for the occult has been a source of mockery and derision for most of his life. When he hears whispers of a travelling freak show newly established in London claiming the existence of a monstrous sea hybrid, half-man, half-fish, Louis sees it as his ticket to credibility amongst his peers. The summer he spends undercover working on the show, however, gives him much more than that.

☆ this feeling by orphan_account 59k

"Gonna play it back for you now." Louis clicked play and the song flooded through Harry’s headphones.

The sound of each others voices united into one, and the rhythm of the music carried their voices effortlessly. Harry’s insides tingled and a wave of shivers rolled down his spine.

Before the clip cut off, Harry turned to raise an eyebrow at Louis, and failed miserably at disguising his smile. Louis stared back at him in shock.

Or A Larry Duet AU

☆ love’s on the line, is that your final answer? by pearlydewdrops 53k

Harry can’t believe it when Louis, the boy he’s always had a tempestuous rivalry with, asks him to be his boyfriend. Well, pose as his boyfriend, that is—for a new television game show in which young couples are quizzed on how well they know each other for a jackpot of thirty grand.

Reluctantly, Harry agrees—because he's got student loans to pay off, hasn't he? What's the harm? And he can totally deal with keeping his secret thing for Louis under wraps too. This is all just to win some money. It's fine. No big deal. What could possibly go wrong?

Well, everything. Obviously.

☆ say your prayers by nothing_but 59k

Louis was left wondering what the fuck this encounter had been. Coming to this camp - especially after learning that it was a religious one - he had never expected to find himself in a bathroom with the attractive, strictly Catholic, not-gay-or-anything head counsellor making flirty remarks. Quite the opposite, to be honest.

Or the one where Harry, head counsellor at a Catholic summer camp, dedicates his time to what he loves most, year after year. It’s mostly the same every summer; the place, the topics, the games. This year, however, there’s a new assistant counsellor stumbling into his camp, and possibly his heart.

☆ i’ll crash until you notice me by stylinsoncity 61k

Louis sets off to Barbados to oversee the massive resort his family owns known as Sandy Hill. For years, he's been looking for a change in the monotony of his life, seeking adventure and perhaps love too. What he doesn't expect is the bright eyed boy who spills a milkshake on his shoes.

Cue the summer loving.

note: zendaya is listed as a character in this which desperately makes me want to reread it because i don’t remember that!!!

☆ nothing but you on my mind by nonsensedarling 84k

Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting. Louis just wants to make it to Princess Gemma's coronation; once she's crowned Queen, his contract is up and he never has to see the Prince again.

☆ ghost note symphony by whoknows 96k

Louis is on tour when he first hears about it. It’s all over the news – Harry Styles Attacked By Fan runs in headlines for days. It’s not even just the gossip rags, either. Actual journalists are covering the story. It would have been impossible to avoid hearing about it. Technically, Oli is the one who tells Louis about it, but it’s not exactly being covered up. Harry doesn’t answer Louis’ text asking if he’s alright, but that’s not really surprising. They haven’t spoken for months, and it’s been a lot longer than that since they’ve had a real conversation. The sting of the text going unanswered is still there, less painful than it might have been a few years ago.

It’s not that it’s easy to forget about, exactly. Louis has a whole life outside of One Direction now, though. So Louis goes on with his life, figuring that if Harry was seriously hurt he would have heard about it by now. He might currently be in the same country as Harry, but being on opposite sides of it puts enough distance between them that putting it in the back of his mind is easy. There’s nothing Louis could do, even if he thought Harry might want him to.

That’s why everything that happens next comes as a complete shock to him.

☆ thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in by nonsense_darling 52k

Harry's alpha fraternity donates to a local thrift shop (because of Liam's latent crush on a cute beta in his lecture). Louis' financial situation (and confusing omega instincts) lead him to make some interesting fashion purchases. Lots of pizza, feelings, and not-really-lying.

☆ here in the afterglow by fondleeds 89k

“If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.

Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.”

1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

note: i can’t believe i waited until 2020 to read this...it was life changing tbh and i cried

☆ just call me inspiration by hereforlou 52k

The truth is Louis knows he’s going to hell, if there is such a thing, but it isn’t because he writes erotic fiction for a living. If anything, it’s because his muse, the reason he’s inspired to write about people shagging in increasingly creative ways everyday, is the sweetest, loveliest, most genuine (and completely oblivious) future children-book illustrator in the world.

(Or, the one where Louis is a writer, Harry is an art student, and they inspire each other in very different ways.)

☆ truly, madly, deeply (10 things i hate about you) by sunsetmog 54k

The first Louis had heard of Harry auditioning for X Factor was the night he'd turned up on Louis' doorstep the day before leaving for Boot Camp, with a DVD and an illicit bottle of vodka.

Thing was, Louis hated secrets, and he really hated being made a fool of, and he really, really hated Harry Styles.

or: the one in which they're all in sixth form together, and Harry auditions for X Factor without them.

note: this has always been a fav

☆ the impossible now by stylinsoncity 65k

A wish on Christmas Eve sends Louis to an alternate dimension where Harry is a member of One Direction.

☆ swallow the knife by whoknows 76k

“You came,” Louis says, still breathless, clinging to Harry, uncaring that his sweat is getting all over Harry’s presumably clean dad shirt, or that he’s making Harry hold up all of his weight.

“Of course I came,” Harry says. He shifts, one arm curled underneath Louis’ arse, the other spreading wide in the middle of Louis’ back. “If I ignored you every time you pissed me off we would have stopped being friends a long time ago.”

Louis already knows that, of course. It doesn’t do anything to stop the pleased squirm in his belly every time Harry proves it, though. They fight like nobody’s business, both of them too stubborn to pull their punches when they’re arguing, and it used to get them in trouble, but they always make up.

Adrenaline makes Louis loose-lipped, and they both know it. He tightens his arms around Harry’s neck, buries his face in his hair. “I missed you,” he confesses, quiet. “Doesn’t feel the same up there by myself.”

note: i don’t even normally like non-aus but i have read this fic five times in the last nine months so. there’s that.

extra note: there’s an 11k alternate sex scene here

☆ perfect storm by cherrystreet 80k

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

☆ anyplace, anyhow, anytime by aimmyarrowshigh, colazitron 81k

Harry's going to audition for The X-Factor in a few days, he really can't use this persistent tickle in his throat. What's even worse is when the tickle turns into a full blown cough, and the cough makes him pass out only for Harry to wake up in a different world. And then another one, and another one, and another one. The only other person who seems to be as affected as he is, is a boy with blue eyes who keeps showing up in every single one of these worlds.

note: i reread all of aimmyarrowhigh’s larry fics this year including the 500k or whatever sheylinson verse and i thought about putting them all in here but like...felt excessive & i figured i’d give attention to a less well known one, plus this way we get colazitron too!

☆ the second hand unwinds by kingsofeverything (fullonlarry) 52k

Louis Tomlinson is one of the first members of NASA's top secret Chrono Exploration Program. When things go wrong and he's sent further back in time than planned, he has no other option than to show up on his ex-boyfriend's doorstep.

☆ waiting for the tides to meet by nauticalleeds (metamorphosis) 60k

Louis lets out a deep breath, thinking about Harry’s soulmate. Thinking about how Harry’s soulmate is probably as beautiful as Harry, some person that Louis cannot compare to, and how the universe has chosen them to be Harry’s. Fuck the universe. “Fuck you,” he calls out to the universe. He’s aware of how crazy he sounds.

Maybe he is crazy, with how he’s falling for Harry. And fuck that, too.

Soulmate AU. Everyone is born with heterochromia — one eye is their own eye colour, while the other is the colour of their soulmate's. It's only when they meet their soulmate for the first time that their own eyes match properly. After a hazy night at a frat party, Louis wakes up to blue eyes and the shocking realization that he had met his soulmate, without any sober recollection. Seven years pass where Louis comes to terms with the fact that he'll never know who his soulmate is. Then one fated summer, a beautiful green-eyed photographer arrives at Louis' workplace, with promises of endless laughter and a familiar feeling in Louis' heart.

Featuring a lovely cup of OT5, a road trip down the coast, and a scene where Harry eats a whole head of lettuce. Don't ask why.

☆ keep my candle bright by whisperdlullaby 79k

louis returns to his hometown after four years to find that the reverend’s son has done some growing up of his own.

☆ strawberries & cigarettes by dimpled_halo 77k

Harry looks up and immediately freezes. Next to Ms. Archie stands the boy from just the other day. The boy with the leather jacket and chipped black nails, that might or might not be sketched in the very book Harry has just placed on the table in front of him. The leather jacket is missing today, probably because they aren’t allowed as part of their required uniform attire, but Harry can still see the fading black nail polish on his nails, and eyeliner around his eyes. Harry’s mouth goes a little dry. This boy is so intriguing to him.

“Ye-yes, Ms. Archie?” Harry tries to play it cool, but he’s almost positive that his cheeks are burning red, and he’s relieved neither of them can tell how fast his heart is beating in his chest.

The boy seems to also recognize Harry, because his lips curve into a knowing smirk.

“Harry is at the top of his class. He’s your best bet at getting familiar with things around here.” She explains.

Louis nods, his smirk still very prominent on his face. “Thank you Ms. Archie. I’ll be sure to take advantage of young Harold here.”

Summary: Two stories, eleven years, and the two boys that never stopped loving each other.

#one direction #larry stylinson #fic rec #mine #getting those longer fics!!#33 of these wowie #fic masterpost

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The 100 7x02 ‘The Garden’

The Anomaly is a ‘bridge’ to other planets. The one on Alpha leads to the planet Beta, or as Hope named it when she was three years old, ‘Skyring’.

When Octavia went through the Anomaly she was transported to Skyring. She went through seconds after Diyoza yet arrived three months later. Diyoza was only six months pregnant when she went through, but when Octavia arrives she’s giving birth.

Just as Bellamy helped their mother deliver her, Octavia helps Diyoza to deliver Hope. She even does the thing that Bellamy used to do for her and puts her finger in her mouth to calm her down.

Diyoza and ‘Aunty O’ raise Hope together. They have a peaceful life, free of pain and war that they were so accustomed to. Hope grows up in a life sheltered from the horrors of the world. They could stay forever and no one would miss them because no time would have gone by.

Octavia did enjoy her life there, but she desperately wanted to get back to Sanctum to her brother. Every day she tried to swim down to the Anomaly underwater. It’s very deep and almost impossible to get down that far, and it doesn’t help that she’s not a great swimmer. But she was persistent and every single day for six years she tried to get back.

Octavia had been training Hope in secret (Hope really wanted to help her save her brother!) because Diyoza didn’t approve and wanted them to enjoy their quiet life.

Octavia dug up the body of a ‘Disciple’ that was buried in the ground. She wanted to use the suit to help her swim to the bottom, but Diyoza didn’t want her to leave. If she leaves, there’s no way back and Hope will be all grown up if she ever returns. Octavia understood that, but she wanted to get back to tell Bellamy that because of Hope she understands. She understands exactly why Bellamy did the things he did. That was a huge change for her. Raising Hope changed her perspective on everything. She really matured and evolved in her time on Skyring.

She ended up staying and wrote a heartfelt letter to Bellamy. She put it in a bottle and threw it in the water, hoping it would sink down to the Anomaly which she hoped would lead back to Sanctum.

Meanwhile in the present, Hope, Echo and Gabriel arrive on Skyring. Hope’s memories return as soon as she’s back there. She says Octavia was on Skyring for ten years, and she was here for twenty. Due to the extreme time dilation, because she was on Sanctum for a day, she’s been away from Skyring for a hundred years.

She stabbed Octavia not to kill her, but to put a 'tracker’ in her which allowed her to be transported to another planet. The ‘Disciples’, from the planet Bardo, have Bellamy. Their leader, Anders, has Diyoza and promised to let her go if she ‘tagged’ Octavia, which sent her directly to Bardo.

Hope’s piece of paper with the Anomaly code has faded, which is was what they needed to travel to Bardo using the identical Anomaly stone on this planet. The stone is located under the homestead. There are engraved initials on the wall - ‘CB’.

The planets are all connected by Anomaly stones and you can travel between the planets one by one. Time moves faster on Skyring than on Alpha and Bardo due to its location in relation to a black hole. You can travel from Alpha to Skyring, and from Skyring to Bardo, but not the other way around.

They discover someone else has been living in Hope’s homestead. Orlando, a prisoner who was sent there from Bardo. Because of the time dilation, the people on Bardo send prisoners to Skyring so they can live out their sentence on a weekend and then come and retrieve them. His arm has a countdown for how long his sentence has left. He’s got five years left and Hope is more than happy to wait it out. The plan is to steal the Disciples suits when they return and travel to Bardo to rescue Diyoza, Octavia and Bellamy.

Orlando is suffering from ‘isolation madness’. He hangs out in the woods with dead bodies he’d dug up for company. One of the bodies is Dev, who was Hope’s friend for a time and taught her how to fight after Octavia and Diyoza were taken.

Gabriel notices one of the jackets is a member of Eligius III. Colin Benson (most likely the initials from near the stone). He was part of the team sent to planet Beta, which Gabriel realises is the official name of where they are. He finds his mind drive, which all members of Eligius III had to record their memories of the mission.

He is so excited about this whole thing and imports the drive into his memory viewer device and the first thing that shows up is Becca!! Gabriel watching the video and getting annoying when anyone interrupted him was gold! He gets to a point where Colin discovers the code for the stone to allow them to travel. He stupidly leaves the memory reader unattended while he searches for a pen. When he goes back inside, Orlando is back and is determined to serve his time. If they do unlock the stone and planet hop, he’ll break his term and he’s terrified of what his punishment will be if he does, so he destroys the memory viewer.

Gabriel still has Josephine’s mind drive (he says he kept it to make sure she’s really dead) and Colin’s mind drive is still intact I believe. Echo is now a nightblood, so I wonder if they’re going to put Colin’s drive in her head? If they want to leave in less than five years they need the code, and that might be the only way to retrieve it.

Back in the past, the letter that Octavia dropped in the ocean was transported to Bardo and the Disciples received it. They arrived at the homestead in search of Diyoza and Octavia (they thought ‘hope’ was just a phrase, not a name so they didn’t know she was there). Octavia tells ten year old Hope to stay hidden under the floor, just like she used to have to do on the Ark.

The two of them are taken and helmets put onto them to prevent them from losing their memory because Anders wants them to remember everything. They’re taken to Bardo, leaving Hope all alone.

This episode was a lot to take in, so much information packed into it. But it was a nice change of pace from what we’re used to. I really enjoyed it! I loved how it seamlessly transitioned between the past with Octavia, Diyoza and Hope, and the present with Hope, Gabriel and Echo. Things are certainly getting interesting and I’m very intrigued to see how everything is going to come together!

#the 100 #the 100 7x02 #the garden #the 100 season 7 #the 100 recap #the 100 review #the 100 spoilers #t100recap

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