#hehe referenced my own non-canon ending fic

[extralively]

All hail, Yura 🙌👏👏👏 ALL HAIL, YOU

Can Gege just step aside and just let YOU reboot the series from now on? 👉👈 or if not reboot, at least give you the license to do an official alternate timeline where SatoYura is center stage 😍

The way I chucked my phone across the bed when Yura achieved her miracle... I-- 😭😭 You did it, Yura.. YOU DID IT.

And Satoru 😭💔 Lovely Satoru.. he's so in love with her and he doesn't even know it.

And and and... the breakdown scene

It was beautiful and heart-wrenching and to see and feel so much tenderness and love oozing out of Satoru as he held her and desperately wished he could do something, anything to alleviate that burden from her and soothe her is just so 🥹😭😭.. i'm honestly at a loss for words.

(You weren't kidding about that hospital scene you referenced some time ago 🥹)

Chapter 10 really had me despairing about how it's only going to get worse, and then the end of the chapter came around and now I'm just grinning and squealing like an insane person 😁

LAWRD HELP... THAT WAS THE BEST TWIST EVER 😭 Tsumiki deserves this OMG 😭😭

All the other fics I've read just let Tsumiki be cursed. You're one of the precious few who saved her and I love all of you 😫😭

Can't wait to see more of what Yura can do 🔥

me @ gege: your story is great, but for my own mental health i'm gonna fix it now thank

no, but srsly thank you <33 I'm in way too deep with this story now so I'm glad to see I dragged other people down with me bwahahaha

this chapter was a roller coaster of emotions!! it was so hard to write but it seems to have paid off hehe. Satoru really is hopelessly in love but doesn't realize it, like sir your heart is breaking right now why do u think that is

(That hug scene really was a major inspiration for that one part in this chapter! I knew I wanted to add something like that in, just had to figure out how to get there lmao)

...I may have misled you guys with thinking this chapter was just more angst (ʘ‿ʘ✿) but unlike Gege, I can only handle so much sadness and despair so I knew I had to put a stop to it soon! but also the big battle from JJK0 is also coming up, so there's more angst in the horizon...

and about Tsumiki: she's a bit of a non-character in canon, isn't she? we don't really get to know her that well, but we do know that she's important to Megumi, so it was always sad to read fics that just kind of toss her aside, like when the characters basically adopt Megumi but completely forget about her.

I do have to admit that happened to me at the beginning, like when I was writing the flashforward chapters, I was gonna have Tsumiki still be in a coma until much later and then I started actually writing Tsumiki into the story and I was like D: wait a minute, Yura wouldn't be all happy and fine if Tsumiki was still in a coma!! So I adjusted some plans and there we go that's what we got (◡‿◡✿)

Anyway, thank you again, and now on to the next chapter! ...at some point, I still need to start editing it lmao

[efrmellifer]

Tempestuous

I was in a mood, so here’s some angst with a side of Aytien c:

It hadn’t been enough.

She’d refused Haurchefant’s offer of an eternity in Halone’s halls—she could only assume, for someone as heroic, as pure of heart as he must have been received as the most honored of guests—and struggled to her feet, fingers on her bowstring and light’s corruption making a cataract on her eyes.

The green of late spring’s grass, bleached white.

She had denied herself the comfort and bliss and taken her final shot.

Final, indeed.

She fell, choking and heaving, her soul coming out of her in coughed-up chunks to splatter bright on the stone below her.

It was too late. It was so incredibly too late, and she was going to die.

No. They wouldn’t kill her, because she was still their friend, in every way they could sense.

Maybe Y’shtola knew. And Ryne. They would know that Etien was about to burn away, cocoon in those waxy feathers, and hatch into some fresh horror. Martyr to monster.

They had always said ‘you are what you eat,’ and she had swallowed all that light down like cold, grainy soup.

Now she burped it up. Now she became it.

She took a ragged breath.

“Etien?” Thancred shouted.

She could only howl in response, not quite a word, maybe it had been “no,” or perhaps “go!”

Whatever it was, all the Scions stepped back, every single one hesitating.

When they had fallen, Etien had carried on, gone to Ghimlyt, explored the Syrcus Trench.

What were they to do now that she had fallen?

They couldn’t run, go back through the recreated ruins of Amaurot. So they watched, and saw the cruel, keen gaze with which Emet-Selch watched Etien squirm and suffer.

“This is what I brought you here to do. To slowly sink into the madness you’ve been holding back for so long now. This is the creature I expected to see prone before me, gnarled and weeping. And oh, when you break through this last restraint, what a beacon you shall be.”

She wept openly now, the tears milky for the mix of that whitish light mixed in.

“No,” she whined, battered at his feet.

She mustered her strength to lift her head, and turned to the Scions. Or where she thought they were, based on her hearing. “Leave me,” she whispered, voice breaking.

Maybe she went fully blind then. Or maybe they did turn and walk away. Maybe G’raha had done something, though she thought she would have heard that.

No matter how it had happened, they were gone now. She couldn’t sense them. Couldn’t hear them, definitely couldn’t see them.

She sighed, turning back to Emet-Selch.

She might have tried to speak, but the words died in her throat as she collapsed completely, belly to the rock, her ear and cheek squashed against the stone as well.

It burned the whole time, burned just under her sternum and behind her eyes. The headaches the Echo gave her had never hurt this badly.

Etien had only been able to see the outside of those feathery cocoons before, peppered through Holminster Switch and Malikah’s Well, or wrapped around Tesleen for those horrid moments where Alisaie had been screaming no over and over, and they had both looked on in shock.

Well, they were worse on the inside.

She couldn’t see, and everything hurt.

And then, it was over.

When she opened her eyes, all she could see was the aether she wanted so badly, little glimmers of gold at the edges of her vision.

And then the need hit her full force—she was starving.

Gods, she was so hungry. She licked over the sharpness of one eyetooth, feeling herself salivating at the  idea of having some delicious aether. She wanted it, she needed it… how was she going to get it, down here in the ocean with only ghosts?

The eggs the broodmother was laying?

She hissed as if burnt. No!

Finally, she pushed herself to speak, to try to understand.

“Emet-Selch… why?”

“Hush,” he said, his voice the softest it had ever been when he addressed her. “Be still. For now.”

He laid a hand on the side of her face, and she expected a coolness to it, against the new heat of her color-depleted skin.

But it wasn’t comfortably cool. It wasn’t even warm. It was just pressure.

And then, the feeling of his hand rooted something in her, spurring a rush of memories.

How many times had he done this to her, so long ago that recalling it was like seeing another’s life through her own eyes?

The three of them, sitting under trees and debating one thing or another, and when she made a good point, his hand would rest on the side of her face.

For a long time, she had leaned into it happily, the same way Hythlodaeus never pulled away when she grabbed his sleeve, or they would lay hands on each other in intellectual frenzy.

Until she realized that it wasn’t a friendly gesture.

He was making a pass, attempting to possess her with a brush of his fingers against her temple.

And so she didn’t sit alone with him so much, choosing to wedge herself on the other side of Hythlodaeus when they all sat down.

And still, he looked at her like he was looking out the window to see the sunlight spreading over the land.

Now, she sat here, alone with him again. There was no one else but they two. And he still looked at her that way. But the light she gave off did not feel like sunshine.

“Why?” She asked him again, not able to get out her full question, “Why are you torturing me? Why have you forced me into doing what you want me to do, again?”

He didn’t say anything, just leaving his hand on the side of her face, affectionate while she couldn’t shrug him off.

Her throat was closing up, so she had to get out the last thing she might ever say, and she didn’t want to waste it on talking to him anymore, so she parted her lips and spoke, “Aymeric--”

He hauled her up. “I’m here, dearest.”

She opened her eyes, gasping like he had just pulled her from underwater, blinking incredulously that she could see their room around them: the painting on the wall, the bedside table, her robe at the foot of the bed.

“By the Fury, you scared me,” he murmured into her hair, arm across her collarbone like a safety restraint. “You were whimpering, but I didn’t manage to wake you—not for lack of trying. When you called for me, I took my last resort.”

Finally, Etien’s mind settled, the whirlwind it had been riding around the inside of her skull finally gone.

She sobbed, one heavy exhale that wanted to portend tears, but they didn’t come.

“I dreamed he won,” she said simply. “That I was trapped in the Tempest forever, too big for my body and forever starving to cannibalize an entire shard.”

“You are not in the Tempest,” Aymeric replied. “You are in Ishgard, as just as you need to be. You’re safe.” He stroked her hair now. “Do you need anything?”

Etien shook her head, another sobbing sort of breath leaving her as she did. “I need to stop having nightmares.”

“I’m afraid I cannot control that, no matter how much I would like to,” he sighed. “All I can do is stand guard when you’ve shaken yourself from their grip. But that, I do happily.”

“Hold me,” she requested.

“But I—I am, Etien.”

“No,” she mumbled, coming out less like a word and more like a gently sad chirp. “Let me see you.”

So he adjusted her in his lap, so she could look up at him.

Etien traced Aymeric’s jaw with freezing fingertips. “At least he’s given me some answers.”

“Oh yes?”

She nodded slowly. “Getting to see her memories—mine, apparently, but she feels so far removed from me I can’t rightly say that—told me why I felt the way I did when I first came here. What was that, three years ago now? Four?”

“Closer to four, I believe,” Aymeric replied.

“You, Haurchefant, and I were something of a trio when we got to be, weren’t we?”

He caught Etien’s hand, pressing a kiss to her chilled knuckles. “Yes. We were.”

“It always felt so… natural, so right,” she continued. “I think something deep within me was remembering him, her, and Hythlodaeus.”

Aymeric deflated. “And I would be in his role?”

“That is the one departure,” Etien said softly, “I love you. I love you, and you wouldn’t force me into positions like that.” Her nose wrinkled.

“Like…?”

“I didn’t want to be his lover, nor some figure he was ever striving to restore. I’m not a moss-covered statue with her arms fallen off, needing him to come sculpt me back into the shape I’m supposed to be.” She blinked slowly, settling in Aymeric’s arms. “And he’s not a sculptor.”

“He was a broken man,” Aymeric commented.

“And he was hoping that when everyone was as broken as he was, it would feel like it had gone back to normal.”

“But you, my dearest, are unbroken.”

She laughed, letting her eyes close now. “The unbreakable hull christened with gods instead of wine.”

“It makes you divine,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. “Are you tired?”

Now Etien nodded, wiggling out of Aymeric’s arms and back onto her side of the bed. He curled around her again, though, arms banding just above her stomach, clutching her close.

“Then sleep. I will keep watch.”

“I have nothing to fear; you’re here,” she said, sleep-slurring already creeping back into her voice. “You should sleep, too. I’m sorry I woke you.”

“I simply answered your call. And I will do it again.”

At this, Etien giggled, turning onto her back for a moment to pull Aymeric to her for another kiss. “I pray for both our sakes it won’t be necessary… tonight.”

[lululawrence]

Lululawrence’s March 2020 Fic List

There is no associated podcast this month, but I’m easing back into the monthly fic lists, so here we go! 

Please remember to always leave kudos and nice comments for the authors to show your appreciation!

what's mine is yours to make your own by @soldouthaz / soldouthaz (40k, E, Harry/Louis, Friends with Benefits, Dom/Sub, Pining, Canon Compliant, You’re so in Harry’s head you get very frustrated at times trying to figure out what is going on lol, It’s wonderful)

His and Mine by @kissyboystyles / glitteredcurls (66k, M, Harry/Louis, Soulmates, Soulmarks, Dystopian, Adoption, Soulmark Removal, This is such an interesting take on Soulmates, I loved the world building, kind of open ending but also not?, It’s hard to explain)

Unchain My Heart (Baby, Set Me Free) by @fallinglikethis / FallingLikeThis (49k, E, Harry/Louis, Royalty, Slavery, Angst, Happy Ending, This fic is so rich in so many tropes that I remember from when I first entered the fandom, Which makes sense I suppose since it’s an older fic, Please be careful and read the tags)

Fellowship of Eroda by @sadaveniren / SadaVeniren (5k, E, Harry/Louis, Kink, DnD, Three Night Stand, Enemies to Lovers, Ish, Basically it’s the sexiest DnD has ever been, And you don’t need to be familiar with the game to follow the fic)

ain't no stopping your plans by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface (4k, M, Nick/Louis, Canon Compliant, Established Relationship, Bastardized pronunciation of Givenchy, Banter, Sexy Times, Basically excellent Tomlinshaw content)

Knead You Now by @writsgrimmyblog / Writcraft (11k, E, Nick/Louis, Banter, Bad Cooking, Cooking competition, Matchmaker Harry, or is it Wingman Harry?, Either way it is excellent and a wonderful read)

Dress You Up in My Love by @rsadelle / rsadelle (7k, E, Harry/Louis, Girl Louis, Flirting, The other lads are boys, They’re still in a band, I don’t really know what else to describe it as, But I enjoyed reading it!)

Your secret's safe with me by @lightwoodsmagic / lightswoodmagic (sarah_writes) (7k, M, Harry/Louis, Royalty, Famous/Non Famous, Friends to lovers, Hidden Identity, Pure Adorableness)

No One But You Got Me Feeling This Way by @runaway-train-works / runaway_train (4k, E, Harry/Louis, Camboy Louis, Pining, Longing, Something else I don’t really wanna tag because the reveal is too great, so just please read this and scream with me kthanksbai)

adjudication by @bottomlinsons / bottomlinsons (75k, M, Harry/Louis, Royalty, Arranged Marriage, Miscommunication, like a LOT of miscommunication lol, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, One of my fav reads this month tbh)

with no way out and a long way down by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same (21k, T, Harry/Louis, Royalty, Soulmarks, Soulmates, Angst, Happy Ending, I cried reading this, but it was 3 am and I was feeding the baby so maybe you won’t, I loved it)

laktatsiya by @jaerie / jaerie (6k, E, Harry/Louis, Girl Direction, Lactation Kink, Trans Harry, Pregnant Louis, What more do I need to say? lol)

light my heart up baby like a matchstick by estrella30 (9k, M, Nick/Louis, DJ Nick, Intern Louis, Banter, Miscommunication, Flirting, They get it right eventually, I love them in this fic, and Niall and Liam are the best little cameos ever)

Silicone Knot by @jaerie / jaerie (2k, E, Harry/Louis, A/B/O, Camboy Louis, Omega Harry, He identifies as alpha, but alpha Louis makes him wanna explore things, yaaassssss)

Series of random ficlets. by @himynameiszayn / Greenmetblue28 (344, T, Harry/Louis, Only one is posted so far, A/B/O, I love it so much, I kinda want more hehe)

some things fade (some never do) by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same (25k, T, Harry/Louis, Exes to Lovers, Magical Tattoos, Pining, Longing, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending)

social distance psychic by @jaerie / jaerie (2k, NR, Harry/Louis, Psychic Louis, Referenced Cheating, not between them, Meet Cute, This fic was so short and so perfect and so lovely, I barely ever reread fics, I’ll probably reread this one though)

touching me, touching you by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface (6k, E, Harry/Louis, Meet Cute, Strangers to Lovers, Listen, There are such lovely details in here that have me continually thinking about it, pretty much every time I wash my hands, it’s so great, and you’ll understand that comment if you read it, please read it)

For As Long As I Can Remember (It's Been December) by @greenfeelings / green_feelings (128k, E, Harry/Louis, Exes to Lovers, Amnesia, Angst, Alllllllll the Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Secrets, Friends to Lovers, Happy Ending, I am like the last person to read this fic, So I’m not trying to sell it to you, but DAMN I loved it)

Destiny Won't Be Denied by Jesapeak (10k, E, Harry/Louis, Royalty, Exes to Lovers, Harry runs away, Louis finds him, Shiall is the CUTEST)

I Like It Better When It Hurts by @dimpled-halo / dimpled_halo (7k, E, Marcel/Louis, Dom/Sub, Exploration, I just have to say that this was fucking hot, and I can’t wait for later installments)

Sometimes You Just Know by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2 (34k, M, Harry/Louis, A/B/O, Exes to Lovers, Miscommunication, Longing, Pining, Soulmates, Just everything you always love about Mel’s fics, but then she takes it and twists it around a little, so it feels brand new)

Lean On My Shoulder (I See Myself With You) by Jennifer_Kaid (20k, E, Harry/Louis, A/B/O, Royalty, French Louis, Courting, Period Typical Prejudices, Except in like an A/B/O world, Just go with me on this)

We'll Never Fall Apart by @goodmorningtoyouuniverse / GMTYUniverse (21k, M, Harry/Louis, Exes to Lovers, Oliver the Cocker Spaniel, He’s adorable and very important tbh, Famous/Non Famous, Gosh this fic was just, perfection)

Falling Again by Halos_Boat (15k, M, Harry/Louis, Exes to Lovers, Friends with Benefits, Pining, Angst, Happy Ending, With the amount of exes to lovers on this list, you’d think I’m turning into Anitra, lmao, for real though this is also kinda a song fic, it’s so good)