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At what point does arch nemesis banter crosses the line and turns into flirting?
#mario#super mario#bowser#princess daisy#bowsario#mario x bowser#bowser x mario#ni draws stuff#i LOVE enemies to lovers because of this potential#ESPECIALLY with them#the banter that comes to them naturally#if your rivalry has lasted this long it's gonna turn gay /silly#GOD i'm so INSANE ABOUT THEIR POTENTIAL#MORE PEOPLE LOOK THIS WAY PLS PLS PLS-#i swear#one of these days i'm gonna snap#and i'm gonna make an entire webcomic for them or smt#i already have so many ideas#but so little energy rn#god made me neurodivergent cuz he knew i'd be too strong otherwise#EDIT: forgor to transcribe the dialogue#should be working now
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exes au part 12
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obsetress: donât ask why i had this thought because i couldnât tell you but
obsetress: jamie wakes up in the middle of the night one night and is like âi... had a dream. about viâ
obsetress: and daniâs like âok babyâ and just nuzzles deeper into her pillow and jamieâs like
obsetress: âno, dani, a... a dreamâ
obsetress: and daniâs like âoh. ohâ and is immediately wide awake and bright eyed
obsetress: and is like âwas it any good?â and jamie is just. already flushed so red and flushed deeper and dani just hums
em: sighs wistfully
em: i also love that something compels jamie to tell dani Immediately
em: oh the perils of begrudgingly being friends w ur gfs ex
em: jamies like um. no see i can see all these different things my brain mashed together and WHY i had this dream and danis like ok but that wasnât my question....
obsetress: jamie finally throws up her hands âof course it wasâ
em: jamie: And You Canât Tell Vi Sheâll Be Insufferable
obsetress: dani, very plainly, at brunch the next morning: so vi
obsetress: jamie looks like sheâs going to have a heart attack and dani lets her sweat and then just smiles sweetly âi like those sunglasses. are they new?â
em: jamie whatâs the problem (nothin. indigestion)
obsetress: dani very smug n thinks sheâs very funny
obsetress: (she is a little funny)
em: one of jamies many âoh thatâs why they datedâ moments
obsetress: âfookin sick, the both of yaâ
em: idk why you had this thought but iâm GREATLY amused
obsetress: skskksksks right
obsetress: jamie explaining her dream to dani in great detail afterwards
obsetress: dani sitting there nodding and hmming âoh that sounds like her. no, she wouldnât do that. now THAT she would be very good at, youâd like itâ
em: i need a moment
em: jamie thinks the dark hides her massive fucken blush but it Doesnât
em: dani can feel her heating up
obsetress: jamie âi donât ask you to do thisâ dani âyouâre not stopping meâ
em: dani critiquing jamies sex dream is such a fucken funny concept sjdhdkhdkdhdkc
obsetress: RIGHT
obsetress: iâm dying
em: dani: oh no thatâs OOC
obsetress: she wouldnât have a riding crop jamie, itâs 2021, not 16â
em: jamie: itâs a wet dream do u really think itâs gonna have beta readers and a three act structure
em: dani hums
obsetress: dani: well did you enjoy it
obsetress: jamie: iâ dani: did you?
obsetress: jamie mumbling yeah
em: jamies like iâm gonna interrogate dani next time, see how she feels- but she forgets dani is incapable of feeling shame
obsetress: like dani wouldnât just launch into a ramble
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em: viola
obsetress: fuck
obsetress: yeah
obsetress: to jamie, specifically,
em: to jamie specifically andhdjhdjd
em: once again ironic jamvi has turned, in my brain, into âyes and....â jamvi
â-
obsetress:
obsetress: jamie sending this to viola n vi's like
obsetress: she doesn't get it because she's convinced her taste is immaculate
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em: anyway this is ooc even for exes au but i keep thinking abt like. jamie tryna crack how old viola is (she cant be 34 im 30 it doesnt make sense) and going through her fb timeline like. 'aha! motivational quotes. gotta be late 30s' and danis either like
em: danis either like 'you have a notebook where you write down all the quotes you like baby' OR shes like haha ok thats fair (posts another motivational quote on her fb)
obsetress: god i love that so much
obsetress: both of those dani responses are
obsetress: honestly porque no los dos if we're already going ooc
obsetress: i do think the first bit "gotta crack it she can't be 34 i'm 30 it doesn't make sense" is in character fwiw
em: obviously i was inspired by ur post in the milf channel abt viola always saying shes 35
em: big brain
â-
obsetress: this is literally just. exes au rebecca
obsetress: down to the caption
obsetress: vi and rebecca patiently staging like full photoshoots for each other every time one of them wants a pic otp: i'm not high maintenance, you're just low effort
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em: bold 2 say that we donât think about jamie and vi tho
em: gotta keep some sorta. presentation of respectability
em: they absolutely couldnât date tho
obsetress: lmao ikr
obsetress: yeah no they'd kill each other
obsetress: now just thinking of silly circumstances and um
obsetress: rebecca's out of town and dani's flying back from some iowa thing jamie couldn't get away for to go with
obsetress: and viola's like "oh, just stay at ours, it's closer and i'll get you a car"
obsetress: and just like
obsetress: imagining the two of them cohabitating at vi's for a night
em: jamie sneaking around at night tryna find the bathroom and runs straight into vi in a face mask and a dangerously low dressing gown Again
obsetress: the parallels to canon
obsetress: im giggling
obsetress: walks straight into her path
em: opens a door. sees something she doesnât want to see. immediately turns and walks away
em: god the face mask would make her look like the lady in the lake
obsetress: yeah
obsetress: vi wants to go out to dinner, jamie's just like "i'm already getting up early to go to the airport, can't we just have an easy night in"
em: what did i say before. that thing abt if ur friends w damie you will inevitably walk in on them
obsetress: god yeah
em: flip of that.
obsetress: oh GOD
em: god they would argue about dinner
em: bicker about EVERYTHING
em: dani and rebecca both make the married couple joke
em: jamie goes pale
obsetress: wait sorry i just went back to tahirahs insta post and like
obsetress: katie parker commented and was like "i love these shots of you" and she was like "thanks luv " and i'm like
obsetress: why does this....... still track........... with exes au...............
em: perdy is always a little too flirty w vis paramours
obsetress: always! except dani for whatever reason
obsetress: she's just scared of dani
em: Please
obsetress: rebecca's like "i don't see what the problem is. she can do what she wants, but you trust me, don't you?" "of course i trust you" rebecca shrugs "that's it then, isn't it?"
obsetress: anyway vi huffs n crosses her arms n pouts a little bit and is like "well i don't want her to"
obsetress: rebecca is endeared and uses the opportunity to her advantage like the top leaning switch she is
em: dani rebecca parallels: always dtf
obsetress: perdi and vi fighting and vi's like "are you even gay? or do you just want what i have?" and perdi is like "does it matter?"
em: are you even gay perdi nahdkdhdkdhd
em: perdi is like you KNOW about jamie and viola crinkles her nose bc she forgot about that and sheâs starting to respect jamie as a person
obsetress: djflakdkfjldkadjLDJFLSKDFJLSDKFJx
obsetress: i screeched
em: viola: you only MET jamie because i hired her for landscaping you fucking-
obsetress: just thinking about perdita watching jamie working on some property sweating in a tank top and Deciding
em: bringing out some lemonade etc
em: haha you look parched
obsetress: smiling widely, turning on the charm
obsetress: jamie is very attractive and very swoonworthy, but perdita 100% only goes for it because she refuses to let viola have one (1) thing
obsetress: and that extends to lesbianism
em: viola's like no this is normal right. siblings competing. rivalries etc and danis like uh iâm an only child and jamies like uh i raised my brother
em: they donât know how to tell her sure it happens but itâs also extremely fucken weird vi
obsetress: jamie: you have to tell her dani: why do i have to tell her jamie: you tell her everything dani: i don't tell herââ ok, i tell her most things. i'm not sure i want to tell her this though jamie: why not dani: she's not... she's not gonna like it jamie: So You Might Be A People Pleaser,
em: jamie: i canât tell her. sheâs only just forgotten the perdi thing. what if she remembers iâve
em: in depth character study of viola and perdiâs fucked up rivalry
em: violas like goddamn it do i have to fuck jamie to get even
obsetress: iââ
em: she decides against it
em: jamie is none the wiser
obsetress: she Considers it tho
em: jamie would die on the spot if she knew
obsetress: weighs the pros and cons
obsetress: the best part is like
obsetress: this is all post-danvi and pre-damie right so when dani n jamie see rebecca and vi at that video store
obsetress: viola's like wait.
obsetress: wait
obsetress: dani ending up with the hot gardener her sister fucked because she has bizarre jealousy and possession issues is really just the cherry on top of a shit sundae
em: the funniest part of all our very tangled lore is like
em: none of it contradicts bc itâs even funnier when itâs Extremely Ugly And Messy
em: because lesbians are just... like that
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obsetress: exes au au where viola did fuck jamie, the video rental shop scene is 100 times more awkward
em: donât think about it donât think about it dont
em: i am thinking about it
em: jamie has to deal with having been railed by all three of them instead of just the two
em: it feels very uneven to her bc rebeccas a doll, dani, u donât understand, and ur only running into one ex,
obsetress: talk about the mortifying ordeal of being known
obsetress: "wait, that's your ex?" "yeah" "dani" "what" "dani" "what" jamie's voice is hushed but a lil pitchy and a lot panicky "i think i fucked your ex" "you think?" "i fucked your ex" "you fucked her or she fucked you? because i'm sorry, baby, but i really don't thinkââ"
em: sorry, baby, but i really donât think-
em: SCREAMED
obsetress: that might be my fave lil bit i've ever written adlfkjasdklf
em: dani being a little too interested in jamie getting railed is like. everything to me
obsetress: jamie's already big blushing
em: a little secret between hannah obsetress and em cowlesbian but i am So thinking abt it
em: patreon exclusive exes au au
[em edit: you can imagine how long this lasted]
obsetress: no one is happy about this situation except dani, who is delighted
em: after, jamie's like. what did u mean by u donât think that...
em: puffs out her chest
em: i could have-
em: danis like yeah but i know u didnât did u
obsetress: dani clayton ilu
em: danis like um
em: completely unprompted bc dani âfinishes a conversation 5 hours laterâ is really funny to me
em: danis like i did tho
em: jamies like can you DROP IT
em: sheâs SMUG
em: sheâs so pleased w herself
obsetress: in bed with the lights off jamie's pulling the sheets up and closing her eyes afterthought
obsetress: just a happy lil hum and an "i did, though"
obsetress: and jamie knows IMMEDIATELY what she's talking about
em: dani never lets jamie live it down
obsetress: never!
obsetress: they'll be washing dishes one day "hey baby?" "hmm" "you slept with a landlord"
em: oh um. flipping the whole âexperienced jamie virginal daniâ trope everyone loves but
em: i love the idea of dani being like hey jamie did u ever- and jamies like (grumbles) does it matter
em: dani is mentally applying a gold star to her chart
obsetress: ksdljfskdfjlsdjflksdjaf
obsetress: the gold star
em: at this point dani is absolute just tryna tease jamie so sheâs like oh well when- and jamies like ok i get it
em: jamie Pretends not to be a little interested
obsetress: meanwhile vi and rebecca very matter of factly swapped stories the first day they Realized
obsetress: vibecca swapping stories and their stories complimenting each other so well that they're like well. hmm
obsetress: glad those two found each other
em: two praise kinks u say
em: ok sorry one more thought iâm thinking abt like
em: jamie staying over (idk if this is before or during damie) and viola and perdi are having yet another spat on the phone and violas like
em: no you ALWAYS do this, whatever you think youâre doing with rebecca-â and she barely hears some muffled sorta âoh, sorry, remember jamie-
em: and jamies doing the maths. hmm
em: jamies like actually i refuse to examine this further. self care
em: brings it up with dani later and dani LOSES her shit laughing
em: haha jamie you got willoughbyâed
obsetress: SCREAMS
obsetress: you got willoughby'd
obsetress: how does one get willoughbyd asking for a friend
em: yeah same asking for a friend
obsetress: dani, gigglesnorting: wait, you hooked up with... with perdi?
obsetress: (dani hates perdita because viola hates perdita and it is a deep seated hatred she refuses to unlearn)
obsetress: a loyalty strange and enduring, despite it all
em: to be fair perdi is the Worst
em: all of these characters i love to make sympathetic and then perdi is where i draw the line akdhdkhd
em: itâs funnier if sheâs awful
em: like a viola that never gets therapy
obsetress: lldjfkaskldfj god same
obsetress: it's too good
em: danis like wait hold on. lemme get a pen
em: makes a silly little chart
em: if the fandom tries to make jamie into a shane the l word character i will simply take that and make jamie mortified abt her uh. well! a pretty girl is nice to her and she forgets how to behave
em: jamie's like oh sure like u donât have embarrassing flings- and danis like yeah but i donât interact w them on a daily basis jamie
em: also i didnât fuck perdi
obsetress: skskskflsdflks
obsetress: "you did fuck perdi though, right? because that just be embarrassing, jamie, if she had been the one who..."
em: skgsdjhdkdhdk
em: jamie grumbles something abt pillow princesses and dani like
em: CLAPS her hands in glee
obsetress: jlsdjflkJSDFKJSDFJ
obsetress: GOD
obsetress: she's immediately pulling out her phone to text vi
em: jamies like why would u message her sister that u freak n danis like oh no theyre very open with each other itâs uh. hmm. anyway
#this is one of my faves wonât lie hfydyst#featuring perdita who is. just#a terrible little delight gshdjfjv#idk what to say about this one except um. iâm sorry#and i hope u can still look me in the eye despite#being a grotty little multishipper#the dani jamie viola rebecca exes au#longggg one
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Staring at the Sun
Happy Holidays!
To:Â @rezelis
From:Â @miss-fandoms-shakespeare
Title:Â Staring at the SunÂ
Rating:Â Teen (for swearing)
Wordcount:Â 2000
Prompt:Â So I wrote a time travel fic but it got really long and sad and it was kinda awful so I reread your wish and latched onto the supernatural creatures bit and ran with it.Â
Warnings/Notes:Â I have never written Gai ever before and I tried my best not to make things too awkward and cringy since you said that stuff wasnât a thing for you. I hope this is something you like and send holiday wishes!
Summary: This had a working title of âKakashi no donât do that youâll end upâŚ. itâs too late isnât it?â and that is the best summary for this. Feat. Gai to the rescue and incorrect assumptions of clan heritage.Â
When Kakashi opened his eyes before the sun had risen over the Hokage monument, he expected it to be another one of his more tiring days. He couldnât remember the dream that woke him so early, but if it had been bad enough he wrenched himself out of his unusually deep slumber, then it was probably better he didnât remember. Maybe, for once Gai wouldnât harass him into another foolish challenge. Or maybe he hoped that Gai would, the challenges did have a way of making him feel far more rooted in Konoha, more wanted. For a moment he thought about just not going to meet his team, yeah, thatâs it. Heâll make them wait for a few hours, choosing instead to go stand in front of Obitoâs grave and apologize to the Uchiha heâd been best friends with before poking a little fun at him, and then byâKakashiâs thoughts screeched to a halt. He didnât have a team. Sasuke had run off to Orochimaru, Naruto had run off with Jiraiya, and Sakura had run to Tsunade. He was most certainly proud of each of his students, Sasuke for progressing so quickly (he saw far too much of the grieving toddler he had been), Naruto for getting his head on his shoulders and really doing something to help him reach his goals (he felt a pang every time Naruto used the Rasengan, knowing it had been Minatoâs strongest magic), and Sakura for not taking anyoneâs shit and quickly becoming a shinobi of notability (he felt so awful every time he remembered how he had ignored her training in favor of her male teammates.) But he missed them. They gave him something to do with his days, allowed him to take missions that didnât involve killing and blood. He saw his own team in them, for the little bit of time he had been part of one. He longed for Minato to be here, to still be alive, but alas, he couldnât let his head wander to silly fantasies.
Kakashi was a shinobi, a magical person or creature that swore to use their powers to protect humanity from the darkness of the shadow realm. They could be all human, werewolf (like his father had been, as well as many powerful fighters like Jiraiya), seelie (like the infamous Hyuuga clan), vampires (the Uchiha), or other non-human or partly non-human magical beings. And while they were all technically on the same side, that did not stop anyone from establishing territories and engaging in minor, petty rivalries. Especially for long-living proud clans. (*cough cough* Uchiha *cough cough*) They had a leader or group of leaders, often an assembly major figures in the human realm of politics. At the moment they were led by a council of Kages. They bickered and sometimes [read: always] got territorial, but they ran the world relatively fairly and kindly, at least, they didnât actively start too many major wars. Those were almost always caused by non-magical political leaders.
Kakashi finally sat up with a weary sigh and pulled in the mask he always wore. It was a habit he picked up as a toddler and never thought to change. He pushed himself out of bed and shuffled into the kitchen-living space that was the main room of his small apartment. His dogs, all right of them, looked up and started wagging their tails, excited to see him up. He flicked the coffee machine on, grabbed a random sweatshirt from the rack next to the door, took a few of the leashes and then opened the door. His dogs followed after him obediently, Pakkun in the lead. He clipped the leashes to a few of his more troublesome dogs and then led the small caravan to the local park. Kakashi has not looked too closely at the sweater he pulled in and had not really thought about running into anyone. So when he got to the dog park and let his army of hellion loose, he did not expect to see another man there with his own rather impressive group of dogs. The man was clearly a vampire, from the way he kept carefully out of the rising sun, and nets were he was an Uchiha. A trickle of an idea formed in Kakashiâs mind.
It should be stated that Kakashi did not actively seek out Uchiha to annoy. Itâs just that after having Obito as a teammate and Sasuke as a genin and working with Itachi before his desertion and fighting a number of the clan, heâs developed a certainâŚhabit for getting in their nerves. And after the melancholy of his morning and the dream last night, he could use a little [mostly] harmless fun. And so, with a mostly formed plan in his mind, Kakashi casually walked over to the bench the vampire was sitting on and slouched down into the seat. Now to bide his time and wait for the perfect moment.
It took about five minutes before the vampire started side-eyeing Kakashi. Which he was sort of impressed by. Most people only lasted a minute before getting squirmy. Kakashi smirked inwardly and was glad for the mask. They were approaching the point he found so amusing, when the Uchiha broke. The other man lasted another five minutes before turning to face Kakashi. This was going to be goodâŚ.
âI donât know who Tobirama said I was but I am the Uchiha clan head and you can tell your boss that if he keeps sending god damn surrogates just to piss me off Iâll have his head! Itâs even worse than the fucking clones! At least those didnât reek of animal like you do.â The vampire bellowed, voice very clearly carrying across the whole two feet between them. He was loud and also insulting. That last shot about animal hurt. Well, Kakashi had not intended to annoy Madara, but if this was the result he might understand why Tobirama Senju routinely got into petty spats with him. Kakashi blinked his visible eye once.
âI donât work for the Senju at all. And I certainly havenât been sent by Tobirama-sanâ Kakashi protested lightly, careful to keep his voice calm. It had infuriated Obito when they were kids, but he also did not want to piss off a Head Vampire. Not while he was unarmed and had no proof of his shinobi status. Madara looked utterly disbelieving and was slowly growing a nice red.
âOf course you work for the Senju! You smell like their blood and look like Tobiramaâs twin for heavenâs sake!â Madara shouted back. Kakashi knew that they had the same silver-white hair and had his face been visible they wouldâve had similar noses, and that the Hatakes were related to the Senju distantly, but that didnât mean he was a Senju. In fact, Kakashi was pretty sure he was about as far from being a Senju as possible. He hadnât even slept with someone from their bloodline, no way did he smell like them.
âIâm telling you, Iâm not a Senju. Â Iâm a shinobi, yes, but Iâm from a different clan.â Kakashi insisted, hesitant to reveal who he was. He wasnât sure what the Uchiha thought of him and didnât want to get his ass handed to him by Madara. Kakashi was a powerful shinobi, but Heads had more power than anyone else. And to be entirely and completely honest, the vampire scared him. On instinct he started to call chakra to his hands, feeling his fingertips tingle with the promise of power and lightning. Kakashi didnât really want to fight in public, but it wouldnât be his first (or second or third or fourth) run in with an Uchiha in public and the park was empty except for them. Right when Madara opened his mouth, eyes narrowing into a glare, fangs elongating, no doubt to berate Kakashi and further try to prove he was sent by Tobirama and possibly seconds away from going for his throat, a bright green blur appeared in front of Kakashi.
âMy eternal rival! It is so good to see you out and about on this youthful morning!â Gai, a very green, very spandex-y shinobi who liked to wax poetic about being youthful. Kakashi had been dulled to the strangeness of it all over the years of knowing and being good friends with the man. Madara, however, has had no such exposure and was rather appropriately shocked out of his goddamn mind at the almost magical appearance of what surely smelled like a human. The vampire made a choking sound and thumped a hand against his chest. His fangs made an audible snick as they retracted. Kakashi was so  glad he was here to witness this. A flustered Madara not about to kill him was highly amusing. He let his chakra fade into the calm state it was usually in.
âWho is this?!â He spluttered, still recovering from the shock. Kakashi smirked under the mask, but the smugness must have transmitted through because Madara glared at him again. Kakashi gulped a little, but didnât let the look phase him. After seeing Madara surprised he was far less terrifying.
âI told you I wasnât a Senju. And definitely not one sent by Tobirama-san to antagonize you.â Gai beamed.
âMy most honorable comrade here likes to poke fun at people sometimes!â The beast of a man exclaimed. Madara fumed, but relented and stood up before giving a flustered attempt atâŚsomething. Kakashi couldnât actually understand what the man said before he called two of the dogs Kakashiâs pack had been playing with and walked away, muttering to himself about âuseless shinobi, gonna kill TobiramaâŚâ Kakashi let the feeling of a little fun wash over him, completely cleansing away the feeling from earlier this morning. Gai clapped him on the shoulder. Kakashi chuckled slightly and Gai gave Kakashi a Look â˘.
âHe was the one who started it. I simply sat down here.â Kakashi shrugged. Gai beamed again and struck a Nice Guy pose, thumbs up and feet planted wide.
âMy eternal rival! How I wish I could emulate how cool you are!â Gai exclaimed. Kakashi let out a long sigh, but even as he brushed off the other man he let a hand drop to Gaiâs shoulder. Â Kakashi knew heâd regret his earlier wish for more Gai, but right now his presence had saved him from a situation and he was really glad to have such a good friend. Gai opened his mouth, with the look in his eyes that meant a challenge was coming and Kakashi acted quickly.
âSorry to bail on you so early, Gai, but my dogs have been out for a while and I need to take them back home to eat. Iâll see you later, okay?â As he spoke he called his dogs over with a flare of chakra. They all came running, even if they were reluctant to leave their doggy friends. Gaiâs posture didnât droop and his smile became more genuine.
âOf course Kakashi, you cool, cool man! I shall find you later to issue our daily challenge. Until then!â Then Gai sprung off into a sprint and Kakashi sent up a prayer for whatever unsuspecting jogger was about to be blown over. He attached the leashes and then started walking back towards his apartment, taking the route that would lead him past the grove of trees the contained the Memorial Stone. Kakashi no longer felt the drag on his insides and knew that while heâd definitely not be able to blow off Gaiâs challenge today, he would also have time to write a few emails to his former students. Maybe even see if there were any short missions. He gave a smirk. Maybe there would be a mission where heâd get to work with a vampire. Especially a red-eyed vampire, if he was lucky. Smiling to himself, Kakashi walked peacefully back, pleased with his morning and looking forward to the day ahead of him.
If you enjoyed this piece, why not take a look at other pieces written by the same author on AO3.
#Headcanon#rated: T#Sumigakure Winter Wishes 2017#submission#rank: b#sumigakure#miss-fandoms-shakespeare
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dicta do you have any larry fic recs? nothing specific but just any fic that you loved a lot? thank you, your opinion on fics means a lot to me, and i feel like you'd probably know the really good ones!
Oh my gosh anon I love the wording of this ask so much. Iâve been meaning to make a larry rec list for going on a year but it just feels so official/overwhelming? But this, fic I loved a lot??? I can absolutely do that!!! and aaaaah there are SO MANY!!! I am not as organized about larry fic as drarry fic so this is, basically, like, a list of fics that stuck in my brain and/or heart and that are all so so good. SO GOOD! (and tbh thereâs a whole other list of stuff that iâd rec but would want to reread before attempting commentary, and I have so many things marked for later and likeâŚ.yeahâŚ.thereâs a lot of good fic out there) And really, what better rec is there than âthis is a fic that stuck in my brain and/or heartâ?? Everyone should read them all!!
an act of faith against the night by @elianeficsâ - M, 65k - Itâs a clear path, drawing itself in Harryâs mind â where they began, how they ended up here. Itâs not hard to convey all the events that led them to this very moment, with all of their twists and turns, not when Harry has been going through them again and again every night, albeit searching for something else. Â âDid you know?â When Harry replies, itâs a question, not an answer. âDid you know, that it would end like this?â[Harry and Louis had never imagined that, when they would finally go back to New York, it would be as spies.] (part two of the landscapes of war series)
The war from âa prayer for which no words existâ (recced below!) is over, or at least as over as war can be for the people who were there, which is to sayâŚ.not all that over, just taking different shape. I have endless love for the way this fic treats that aftermath, the way it shows how deeply and irreversibly harry and Louis were shaped by being fighters, and it is a stunning mix of beautiful prose and important ethical questions. It also does some really fascinating meta work with Simon Cowell, the Azoffs, and the Cordens taking on central roles in the post-war nation-building project. Itâs a lot for one fic to do, and this one manages it beautifully, and throws in some more beautiful NYC cityscapes, heartaching and conflicted nostalgia, and taut but unwavering H/L love, you know, just for good measure.
another hazy may by deLILAh - M, 41k - louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.
Itâs been over a year since Iâve properly read this all the way and I can still see parts of it as vividly as if it had been last night. Harryâs hair, cigarette smoke curling upwards, hardwood floors, the rhythm of Harryâs feet as he runs to stay in shape for the job that will take him away from Louis, the feeling of seconds slipping away, and each of them more precious for being so few in number. This is one of those fics that made me nostalgic for somewhere Iâd never been - except who hasnât felt as though time was moving simultaneously quickly and too slowly, as though there is something precious that could fall apart at any second? And thatâs one of many things this fic does beautifully: gives us the universality of their story, and reminding us of our own.
Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart by @consciousâramblingsâ - M, 19k - Louis and Harry had been childhood best friends, but had been separated by evacuation as the city they grew up in was destroyed around them. Now, twelve years later, they are both back in London, and through chance they meet again. In a time when you canât admit to being gay, for fear of arrest, admitting to your best friend that you love them seems like an insurmountable obstacle.Featuring boxer Harry and mechanic Louis, much pining, and a lot of post war Britain
Thereâs often a moment in fic where theyâre trying to figure out if the other one is gay and/or available, thatâs full of a certain kind of tentative hope because thereâs some kind of attraction there and what if, what if it was everything they think it might be? This fic takes that to 11 in the most meaningful way, because itâs the 40s, and being gay is a crime, and itâs not a question of whether theyâre reading the right signals - neither of them can afford to send any - but of trying to accept that it could never, can never be. Set against absolutely simmering chemistry (the moment Louis first sees Harry in the ring is a thing Iâm still not over) and wonderful research and settings (loved the feel of it, the way it all came to life, how present the remnants of the war were as they went about their lives) and fab secondary characters (Niall is a gem, and Liam is so how I think of him, and really everyone was just perfect) and this incredible click where you can feel the ease and understanding between them, feel the sense that they are destined and absolutely belong togetherâŚit takes that tension and longing, already at an 11, to a 12, and the ending is cathartic and beautiful and means so much more for knowing how rare and lucky and precious that moment is, and how much theyâre willing to risk, and how itâs kinds of risk that are sometimes very specific to being queer in a moment when itâs illegal and how many of them are universal, and how incredible and enormous and moving a thing it is when both kinds of risk pay off.
Donât Look Down by zarah5 - M, 92k - AU. In which Louis is a solicitor at one of Londonâs most prestigious law firms and Harry happens to apply for the position as his trainee. And everyone else is around, too.
Harry is unbelievably charming here, and it makes total sense that Louis falls for him, and as the story unfolds the clarity and meaningfulness of their connection gets more and more apparent even as Louis is fighting it tooth and nail. But itâs not miscommunication and itâs not self-loathing, itâs that Louisâ reasons are genuinely thoughtful and important (professional ethics!!!!!! With real implications!!!!) and that theyâre genuinely in a difficult position and canât be together without betraying things that mean a lot to both of them, which made me love this version of him even more and root for them that much harder. And I was already rooting for them pretty damn hard. They fit together beautifully from the first, understand each other on so many levels, are drawn together just magicallyâŚand then there are these beautiful moments (Venice omg) and heart-wrenching moments (after that dinner and that one morning and then that other one omg) and hold-your-breath moments (what is Louis gonna dooooo) and heart-pounding momebts, and I could not put it down.
Fake youâre full and feel tomorrow by theglitterbee - NC-17, 21k - Louis is a high class prostitute and the best at what he does. Harry is a hard to please 17 year old who wants to give himself completely to another man. [It contains prostitution, d/s, daddy kink, silly banter and two idiots in love.](The one with the text messages.)
listen this is gonna sound like a weird rec but bear with me. this fic was one of the first 1d fics I read, and on face is almost entirely made of things i donât like, and yet, here it is. It did that alchemical thing where it just worked and it did all these things really well - like daddy kink was 100% squick for me before this and itâs still like 80% squick but this fic explained it in such a way that i got it and could understand it and see why it worked for them and what it meant for them and that psychology made it work (and made me get why it was hot? which is pretty massive for something in the squick category). and i was hesitant about their ages but it wound up being (i think not unrealistically) part of a fundamental kind of self-discovery that was part of why things between them felt so critical and important. and i was v skeptical about social media stuff in fic but this one did it so well that i got it and felt like it really enriched the story and showed a particular kind of progress and dynamic in their interactions that needed to be done that way (and wound up being really cool and impressive). and i was nervous about the potential for the dynamics to not work but they are both full people who needed each other in this very specific way and fit together beautifully and it did some of the best stuff kink fics do imo, where the kink reveals something about who they are and what they need and why they work and who they are individually and together, and so here we are, a fic with tags i wouldnât usually touch, reccing away and considering a reread. this kind of rec can be kind of ~, i know, but the tl;dr is that this fic is so good it overcame every hesitation and left me totally engaged and impressed and invested.
Hold Me Closer by balanceds - NC-17, 36.5k - Louis Tomlinson is one of the most promising dancers of the English National Ballet, on track to become the youngest principal dancer in the companyâs history. That is, until forces conspire to significantly complicate his life, including: a surprise ballet, an unfairly attractive guest choreographer, and being pushed into a rivalry with his best mate. Featuring lots of wine, dancing, pining, and a happy ending.
I was so surprised when I looked up the word count for this bc I would have sworn it was at least twice as longc there is so much story, and so much development, and so many moments that stick that. Watching Louis come to terms with who he was as a dancer and and person was this beautiful process that was so rewarding to read, and it was unusual and fresh in this way I really want to talk about but really donât want to spoil. Along the way there is spectacular chemistry, zayn and Louis taking on gay swan lake, so much yearning and despair and happiness and reckoning and growth, an amazing and deeply satisfying Simon moment, and one of those h/l relationships where they make each other strong.
like a boomerang by @youwilllâ - M, 52k - AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and itâs always February 2nd. Until it isnât.
This fic is so so utterly charming in like nine different ways. Harry and Louis slot together so beautifully you can practically hear the click, and then they do it again and again and somehow every time feels fresh and important, and through it all the stakes get bigger as Louis contemplates the meaning of their repeated day and all of these deep questions sneak in, and a bit of a mystery, and a bunch of self-discovery, and a bunch of personal growth as Louis learns and thinks, really thinks, about what he needs to do, and realizes how willing he is to do it. It was so perfectly balanced between being gentle and exciting, between destiny and action, between grand gestures and quiet moments, and it settled like a warm blanket and I looked forward to every chapter so much. And then, at the endâŚit was one of those stories that made me want to add and place to my travel list because the relevant moments are so well located and satisfying that you just want to be there, and it captured this particular instant - the way it wound sound and smell and how the air would feel and the electricity of it - so vividly. Lovely through and through.
Love Is A Human Right by @consciousâramblingsâ - M, 41k - The one where Louis has spent years getting over his ex, Harry Styles, and was almost successful. That is until Harry is elected as an MP, and Louis is given the task of getting him to support an Act of Parliament. Through tears and arguments and a heavy dose of LGBTQ+ politics, their lives finally line up. Will Louis be able to forgive? Will they still want the same thing? Itâs difficult to let go of five years of hurt, but even more difficult to be close to the love of your life and let them walk away again.
This fic is basically everything I want in a fic, but together so amazingly well that I would never be able to put into a prompt because itâs the *how* that makes it so perfect. I mean, politics, check, LGBTQ politics, check, larry, check, vivid settings, check, emotional stakes, check, pining, check, everything, check. But the kicker is the beautiful complexity to all of it, that the story really truly understands the complexity of coming out and why people do and why they donât and what it mean and how it works and the ways it plays out in queer communities, and these gay leads arenât incidentally gay, but engaged in identity and politics in a way that feels true and resonant, and that manages to both say really important things about queer communities and tell a beautiful love story about coming to terms with who you are and what you stand for and how love shapes (but doesnât always determine, and I love that about this fic too) your priorities. Then add some simmering UST and simmering RST (hot damn i mean really) and viscerally, deliciously painful pining and hilarious side plots (SGIL!! Ziam!! Nickâs guessing games!!) and a background story that had my heart twisting for them from the first and settings that felt so real they were popping back into my head for weeks and justâŚsuperb. Superb.
a prayer for which no words exist by @elianeficsâ - M, 65k - âLouis is a few seconds away from blowing up a rather important section of the New York subway when he sees Harry for the first time.â (part one of the landscapes of war series)
War!AU in NYC! Another one that I will admit fit my interests beautifully but itâs the execution that makes it work so beautifully. From the second they meet, thereâs an urgency and fragility to Harry and Louisâ relationship that is a perfect fit for the politics and the newness of it all. At the same time, their connection is so certain and solid, and whether theyâre waking up in the Brooklyn penthouse loft that I am still not over or getting ready to run into battle, their love casts everything else into relief and brings out some of he human consequences to why people fight and what they have to gain or lose, and shows what all theyâre risking. Left me breathless in the best ways, and so glad to have gone on this journey.
Pull Me Under by zarah5 - NC-17, 140k - AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career,  it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed  relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louisâ favourite teammate, Liam as Louisâ agent, and Zayn as Liamâs boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)
This was the fic that tipped me right over the precipice and properly into the fandom; how could I not rec it? Even if I wasnât personally attached, how could I not rec it? Itâs so bloody beautiful, watching Louis come to terms with the idea of being out, and to take steps towards it, and to see how his interactions with Harry change that and what develops between them. The pacing is amazing, the depiction of internalized homophobia is chest-tightening in the good illustrative moving way, the world is so immersive (like I went to get the link and 20 minutes later I was still reading and totally entranced), and their relationship 100% made my heart sing, in both the big triumphant moments and the little ones.
things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas - M, 49k - itâs strange, making the choice to face his pastâit almost feels like heâs heading for the sun straight on, like heâs screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it.-when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.
Iâm not even entirely sure what to say about this fic that wonât give it away or send people running because hereâs the thing: it is heartbreaking. It is worth it. It is sad, yes. It is also exhilarating and beautiful and about why love, platonic and romantic, makes the risks worthwhile, and how we know, viscerally know what is important to us. Real talk pt. 1: read it because I had terrible pms and really needed to cry. Real talk pt. 2: it worked, in that very particular way thar also made me sit and think about who and what is really important and had me sobbing in the best, most cathartic way. That lasting, deep way thatâs making my chest a little tight just thinking about it, but that also means that I can smell the snow and feel the frost and see the brilliance of the sun and feel the boysâ love as - more - constant than the sun, and what the heck else could you ask for?
These Inconvenient Fireworks by mdasch and everydayslike - NC-17, 190k - Future AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall.
this is one of the top ten most affecting things i have ever read in my life. i donât know how. i donât know why. i do know that i couldnât put it down for days and wound up finishing it in a blanket fort on a friendâs couch at 4am, literally doing that feet-kicking thing where youâre so full of feelings you canât actually physically contain it but have to be quiet and still because the rest of the world is asleep during your emotional revelation. it restored my faith in love and hope. i am still not recovered from the thing on the soccer field at night before the train or the star tattoo or harry taking picture after picture or basically anything about it. clear your calendar if you have to but read this fic and then pls come talk to me about it because like i said i am deeply affected and possibly forever changed.
walk my days on a wire by sunshiner - M, 38.5k - Harry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. âDo you think itâs the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?ââWeâre here because we have inventive managers,â Louis says, giving Harryâs leg a little nudge with his knee, but all thatâs going around in his head is, I think Iâd be in the same spot in every possible universe. Â or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.
Thereâs this one moment in Cannes when they kiss and I both really want to talk about it bc it is amazing and really would not dream of talking about bc you have to go read it yourself. So like the summary suggests, theyâre in a fake relationship, and they know that thatâs what itâs supposed to be, but of course - of course - thereâs more to it than that. Like instantly more in this way that you can feel rolling off the screen, that is about sexual chemistry but also a certain kind of very precious fitting together. Watching them see themselves through each others eyes is beautiful, as is seeing how much it means to them to have someone else who understands the pressured of this rarefied, panopticonic world of celebrity, and who loves and validates the ott celeb performer and the human underneath the facade. Itâs interesting to read in the context of this fandom, and entirely universal at the same time - who doesnât want a partner who can love them at their most extreme and most mundane, most accomplished and most afraid, right in the middle of a stadium or right in the middle of taking up the whole damn bed?
whispering of fields half-sown by @elianeficsâ - PG-13, 7k - âAnd how ironic is it that even now, at the end of all things, Louisâ mere presence makes Harry want to believe that anything is possible again. That the earth isnât close to collapsing on itself, that the tomorrows are bright and shining and full of promises. Harry hates Louis for giving him something to look forward to when the sky only keeps getting darker. Harry loves Louis for it. â[All of his boys come back to him in the end, but itâs Louis, Harry has been waiting for all this time.]
heartbreaking, lush, moving apocalypse!fic wherein it is absolutely the case that through fire and water and earthquakes and ice, there is one person Harry needs by his side. Thereâs Liam and Niall and Zayn, too, and what it would mean for all of them to say goodbye, really goodbye, who they all are and what those friendships mean. And Louis. Oh, Louis. My eyes got mysteriously damp in the really good way, and it made me want to sit down and write just to make words like this. The conversation at the end of this stayed with me like whoa, and my chest is getting a little tight thinking about it again. That may make some people want to X it off the list; think twice before you do. This is worth it.
Young & Beautiful by velvetoscar - M, 227.5k - Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesnât stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.
absolutely beautiful. so vivid i dreamt about it and then went and got a whole bunch of flowers and spent a while wandering around in fancy clothes just because it felt as though i was already living in the story so why not? And how could you not want to be part of this world that is complex and nuanced and subtle and gorgeous (which is not a way i expected to feel about a fic about rich kids btw but this fic makes them so full and the story so engaging that it happened and not only a little). Dimensional characters, wonderful tension, simmering slow burn, complexity, believable and complex psychological motivations, theme parties, a falcon named cleopatrick, long nights, loaded touches, meaningful subplots, love, resilience. The only possible complaint is it made me want a champagne fountain, and that is not any sort of complaint at all. (lmk if you have a champagne fountain though, itâs been a few weeks and i am really still about wanting to live inside this fic, and also champagne)
#anon i am sorry i took so long but this was so much fun to do!! THANK YOU for this lovely ask!!#larry#larry stylinson#larry fic#larry fic rec#larry rec#larry recs#larry fic recs#yay asks!#dcrecs
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