#larry abroad fic challenge

[donovankinard]

hello, darlings✮ fic requests are closed right now - but will be open again after christmas. dividers by @saradika-graphics.

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✮ you can call me nova. ask about other nicknames, but nine times in ten i'll adore you forever if you nickname me.

basic info ✮ he/they, trans, pan/bi umbrella, ambiverted infp-t, type six, sagittarius, australian, dog person, romance reader, writing is everything to me, winter>>, glasses wearer, headphones on twenty-four/seven, cd collector, spotify premium user, aspiring author, regular oversharer, real-person-shipper and rpf writer, ginger cat, ao3 addict, anti-monarchist, socialist, lacrosse player, pwhl enthusiast, seattle seahawks supporter, theatre nerd, night owl, moderator of the be my valentine challenge, high schooler, green is the best colour talk to the hand, i like weird science podcasts and procedural dramas, tote bag owner (to a mildly concerning degree), i'm an eyeliner kind of guy, i don't keep my mouth shut for anybody. free palestine!!

music ✮ one direction, conan gray, olivia rodrigo, twenty one pilots, maddie zahm, caity baser, dylan gossett, sabrina carpenter, alexander black, megan moroney, xana, kelsea ballerini, noah kahan, ed sheeran, billie eilish, five seconds of summer, cavetown, maisie peters, finneas, taylor swift, queen, hozier, girl in red, luke combs, phoebe bridgers, gracie abrams, miley cyrus, dean lewis, sixpence none the richer, morgan wallen, birdy, renée rapp, the beatles, abba, robbie williams, ashe, blackbear, dyl dion, chappell roan, luke combs

books ✮ little women, red white and royal blue, osemanverse, jane doe and the cradle of all worlds, nevermoor, boyfriend material and husband material, afterlove, the meaning of birds, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, i kissed shara wheeler, the fault in our stars, they both die at the end, song of achilles, girl in pieces, you'd be home now, a semi-definitive list of worst nightmares

musicals ✮ come from away, hamilton, in the heights, high school musical, hsmtmts, dear evan hansen, tick tick boom, wicked, disney musicals<3, the greatest showman, the addams family musical, matilda, tina: the tina turner musical, mary poppins + returns, six, miss saigon, rocky horror, west side story, funny girl, chicago, moulin rouge, grease.

movies & tv ✮ little women (2019), barbie (2023), dunkirk, don't worry darling, my policeman, julie and the phantoms, rwrb, heartstopper, 9-1-1 (and lone star), doctor who, clouds, love simon and love victor, station 19, greys anatomy, b99. resisting roots

my characters ✮ amy march, nina rosario, henry fox-stuart, nick nelson, christopher eccleston's doctor, achilles, ezra squall, regulus black, augustus waters, john laurens, evan buckley, carlos reyes, allen from barbie.

my ships ✮ larry stylinson, firstprince, tarlos, tevan, nick&charlie, wolfstar, jegulus, amy&laurie, morrigan&cadence, hamburr, laurette, hobama<3, eddie diaz with literally anyone (but especially josh russo)

goals and dreams ✮ i want to study abroad, publish my writing, adopt or foster kids, travel to every continent someday, volunteer with lgbt+ homeless/support shelters/charities, attend 4/5 1d boys' concerts, learn at least two languages

my sideblogs ✮ my poetry blog: @thelostboyschapter 1d lyric keywords: @onedirectionandblank

[eggytugboat]

I was tagged by @larry-pritchard. <3<3<3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Twelve!!!! It's more than I've written for anything :3

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

127,397! 95k is Getting What You Want, and my 2nd longest is 10k with Love is Like a Leech

3. What fandoms do you write for?

My darling, darling Saltburn. It moved in and threw out everything until it was the only thing in there.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Getting What You Want, Scenes at Oxford, the Price of Theft - our server porn trope challenge x3 - Alrighty Aphrodite, and coming up in 5th, the Next Catton Heir - my first and only mpreg fic lmao.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I respond to every comment because if I don't I feel bad.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmmmmm, probably My Heart is Buried in Saltburn. Somewhat canon Hanahaki fic where Oliver develops Hanahaki after he kills Felix.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I haven't gotten to the end yet, but Getting What You Want should be! I have it all planned out and I'm so excited to finish it up :3 still a long ways to go but we'll get there!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Still think about the anon comment complaining about the misogyny in Love is Like a Leech, that I TAGGED with misogyny. AND THEY WEREN'T EVEN MAD ABOUT SOME OF THE WORSE ACTS OF IT JUST ONE. it made me laugh honestly.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Smut smut smut smut smut. They're my best friend. And all kinds? Mostly Dom/Sub stuff but i'm planning to branch out more :3

10. Do you write crossovers?

No. Crossovers aren't my favorite thing, but i'm not against them. They're just not for me and I can't think of another piece of media that I want to write about besides Saltburn.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No! I think it'd be cool and if I ever write for a bigger fandom I would love to see it.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No! I don't think I could because I'm a control freak and I like only having myself accountable for things.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

CattonQuick without a doubt!! My beloved boys who did no wrong and are still alive and in love.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Oliver fucking Felix's wife and telling her that he owns him...I keep opening the word doc and staring at it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Descriptions! Sab always comments on them. It makes me feel really good about them and I like being poetic about things.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Transitions lmao. Sometimes i just end the paragraph and start the next thought and if it doesn't flow great oh well! It's what I struggled with in music too. I can write melodies for days, but connecting them into a full fledged piece? Not as much.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Depends. There are a lot of good examples of writing bilingual characters, and not something that i'd try cuz i'm not bilingual and my brain don't work that way. Or if it's showing off that a character can talk another language, like ordering in perfect French or asking for directions in Mandarin while they're abroad.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Saltburn! Probably my last too because I've never felt this way about characters or a movie.

20. Favourite fic you've written?

Love is Like a Leech. GWYW is good! I love it and I love them. But there's something about Symbiote Ollie and Host Felix that scratches all the itches in my brain. It was a work of love that I wrote in a fever dream and I love it.

I think all the writers I'm mutuals with have gotten tagged. But if you want to do it just say I tagged you :3

20 Questions for Writers

I was tagged by @missberrycake. Thank you for tagging and I'm psyched to read more of your work!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Dear me, 102 – but about 10 of those are very short and one is definitely a short fic collection across various fandoms.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

365,410. Woah. 

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now only Stranger Things, but I’ve written a lot in Shelter and Generation Kill, a bit in Teen Wolf and one or two fics in a bunch of other, mostly tiny fandoms.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

All Night, American Desire aka Steve and Eddie hook up at Skull Rock, and its immediate sequel When You’re Shaking Your Good Frame. Nos. 3 and 5 are both Shelter fics with a lot of angst and sex. No. 4, Illuminate the Where We Are, is my first Generation Kill fic, where Nate has, essentially, PTSD and sleep paralysis, and Brad tries to help him while also facing the fact that he’s in love.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes, after kissing them and eating them I LOVE comments and commenters are the best. They are the fuel to the engine of fic writers.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I’m incapable of writing a story where the main characters don’t wind up together or aren’t in some other way satisfied by the end. Two recent Steddie fics are pretty bittersweet by the finale, though: You Taste Just Like New York (Soldier!Steve and Bartender!Eddie have a one night stand that becomes more) and upon a savage lake (make no mistake i love you) (Vampire!Steve). 

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhhhh gosh I don’t know. I think they’re all a little pensive at the end even if everyone ends up happy. Maybe the extremely PWP The Eagle Marcus/Esca oneshot called Snug, where Marcus feels totally accepted by the finale, panties and all :). 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Very little. I’ve had a couple of people say what they really thought in their bookmarks (authors can see that!)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes. So much smut. All the smut. Mainly M/M although I’ve written M/F, F/F and throuples. I wrote smut and even published a little before I got into fic and my hope is to someday get an original book or two out there.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Not really. I’ve written one teeny fic where a Gen Kill character is a vampire in the Buffyverse, but I think that’s it. And some tumblr musings with @carbonbased000 about various Stranger Things/The Bear crossovers, which I think could be amazing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Into Russian, which was cool. And I’ve had art made for a Big Bang, also very awesome. No one has done a podfic of my stuff though, which I think would be a huge honor.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, but they didn't get finished! It was a lot of fun, though, and I’d be very up to do that again. 

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Ugh, I’m very into Steddie right now but my all time favorites might be Brad/Nate from Generation Kill and Arthur/Eames from Inception. I also dig a lot of ships that I don’t write in. 

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

I really hope to finish all my WIPs but the one I feel is going to be the hardest is the long version of “Conflict at the Table” aka Steve is Dustin’s adopted brother, Eddie falls head over heels while running a middle school D&D club as part of a deal with Hopper to stay out of jail. The short version, written for last year’s Steddie week, is here.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue for sure. I think I used to have a more poetic style, it seems to have drifted.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Without a doubt, plot. And I have certain syntax errors that are kind of awkward but hopefully I’ve gotten better at catching it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I love it as long as it’s written simply, unfootnoted. Bonus for translations in the notes.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Shelter. I loved the movie and just wanted it to keep going! 

20. Favourite fic you've written?

Agh, so hard. There’s fics I’m proud of, and then there’s the ones where I read them over and over and they make me really happy. For the former, I’m pretty proud of Our Year Out of Time, a Generation Kill fic where the Marines of the series are recast as squatters in 1990s NYC. I think it’s aged a bit, and there are some things I’d do differently now, but it was still a big feat to make, with the help of a lot of great people. For the latter, there are a few, but I really wrote the Steddie Dogfight/Starship Troopers AU You Taste Just Like New York for myself, and I read it like someone who didn’t write it – on the edge of my seat, feeling all the feelings.

Tagging: @bifuriouswaterbender @hyperrbolic-orange @@andwhatyousaid and anyone else who'd like to be tagged, consider this your tag!

[allwaswell16]

Larry Abroad Challenge 2018

Seventeen Larry fics set across six continents written for the Larry Abroad Fic Challenge 2018 ( @larryabroad )

Africa

💠 Giraffe Manor, Kenya: When I Run Out of Road by @becomeawendybird

It's 1932 when Harry Styles sets off on an adventure to the African continent and the most popular new travel destination: Nairobi. He has reservations at the best club in town and plans to stay for a few weeks. What he doesn't expect is to meet and get to know a wonderful family along the way. The Deakins are sponsors of the Royal Ballet, traveling with the company to see them perform in Nairobi for the first time. They take Harry under their wing, treat him like part of their family, and change his life in ways he never imagined.

💠 Marrakesh, Morrocco: Subtle Trouble and the Universal Waves of Love by @kawaii-yakuza

Basically the gay soulmate AU+Marrakesh tourism™.

Antarctica

💠 Antarctic Research Station: When the Sun Won’t Let You Sleep by @allwaswell16

Four years ago, Louis Tomlinson left the UK to live on an Antarctic research station for reasons best left in the past. He’s carved out a life for himself on the ice and has dedicated himself to his research, his friends, and especially the Halley VI research station. He’s less than thrilled when he learns that Harry Styles, a glaciologist from another base who once broke his heart, will be coming to Halley, and he’s definitely unprepared for the upheaval Harry brings with him.

Asia

💠 Sea of Stars, Maldives: no better place than right by your side by @velvetnoodle

louis' in the maldives for a friends destination wedding when he meets harry at the reception. they agree to a no-strings-attached hook up: no last names, no phone numbers, no personal info, and no promises. only, the universe has other ideas. aka the one where harry just won't leave louis alone (but he really doesn't mind)

Australia

💠 Melbourne: I Left My Heart In Melbourne by EmmyLouWho

Only Harry Styles could manage to fall in love using a dating app... without actually using the dating app.

Europe

💠 Christiania, Denmark: From Christiania with love by @sweariwouldnt

It's Louis' first field training day as a future police officer. It doesn't quite go to his plan. Or, maybe, it goes exactly to some bigger plan.

💠 Madurodam, The Netherlands: All The Small Things by @goodmorningtoyouuniverse

The one where Louis & Harry meet and go on a shared adventure to miniature Netherlands due to a faulty plane, Louis' restlessness, Harry's excitedness and a healthy dose of fate & infatuation at first sight.

💠 Pompeii: A Dangerous Night (To Fall In Love) by @suddenclarityharry

Harry has visions and sees the destruction of Pompeii before it happens. Now, how does he tell his best friend what's to come?

💠 Schönbrunn Palace, Austria: In you, I see the dreams that I have always longed for by @grumpykitin

When Louis' parents find him a suitable wife to rule the country with, he has no idea how to let them know that he would rather not. Everything clears up a bit once the handsome brother comes into the picture.

North America

💠 Boston: When it feels so good, but it’s bad for you by @notasawrap

"Just... please," Louis begs, bouncing on his tiptoes, his voice dying at the end of the sentence. He swallows when Harry's tongue licks the corner of his mouth and the next second, their lips collide. Louis' eyes closed and his hand tightens on Harry's neck, an appreciative hum coming out from his throat. Or the Famous/Non-Famous AU no one asked for

💠 Chicago: Bright Lights, Windy City by @harrygotthebee

The one where Harry makes an ass out of himself in front of the cute tour guide and decides to take a chance that could alter his future.

💠 Fort Myers, Florida: The Finding Sea by @angelichl

They met at the ocean, in a way. It makes sense for them to fall in love at the ocean too. Harry is in love with his best friend. They go on vacation together.

💠 Kleinfeld’s Bridal, New York: We’ll Paint the Town by @kotabear-24

This is a Say Yes to the Dress fic. In which Louis can't flirt, Lottie does all the work, Harry just wants to get her in a damn dress, and Niall is an aggressive affirmer. It ends well for everyone.

💠 Los Angeles: Promise Not to Fall by @dimpled-halo

When One Direction goes on hiatus, Harry and Louis reconnect, becoming the friends they once were during their days in the X Factor. It doesn’t take long for their friendship to evolve into friends with benefits, unable to resist the physical attraction between them. Things get complicated when feelings get in the way.

💠 Newfoundland, Canada: Take It To The Limit by @taggiecb

Louis Tomlinson enjoys the simple life. He has his house, his family, and his friends all in the tiny town of Petty Harbour, Newfoundland. When he isn’t spending the winters plowing out the residents and keeping Liam and Niall company at Payne’s pub, he’s out on the open water doing the one thing that he loves the most, fishing. Harry Styles is a traveler. He lands in the tiny town to try to find himself. What he finds instead is a beautiful blue eyed man who seems to have everything figured out. But even a brick house can be damaged by a storm if it’s big enough. Can Louis’ perfect life and their relationship survive the tumult that’s coming?

💠 New York City: You’ve Been Taking Up My Mind by @styleandsin

Harry's always been a fan of Louis Tomlinson, and when he gets a artist pass for a music festival (thanks to his best friend's new popstar boyfriend) he doesn't expect to actually meet Louis.

💠 The Wizarding World of Harry Potter, Orlando: You’ve Got This Spell On Me by @chloehl10

Louis has been living in Florida for 3 years now, and loves his job working at Universal Orlando Resort, particularly in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. He's on a countdown to finally head home to Doncaster, but the arrival of a curly-haired boy from Holmes Chapel throws Louis' last few weeks in the Sunshine State into complete disarray...

[soulmatesabroad]

Coming Soon!

Larry Abroad Fic Challenge

Ever wished there was a fic where Harry and Louis meet at the Louvre? Do you dream of writing a fic where they feed penguins in Antarctica? Well, you’re in luck! Larry Abroad is a fic challenge with fics set outside the UK only!

Schedule:

Location prompts can be submitted until February 10.

Sign-ups open Feb 12. 

Sign-ups close on March 12.

Prompts will be sent out a week after the close of sign-ups.

Completed fics are due June 11.

Posting begins June 18.

Follow us at @larryabroad for more information! Please reblog to spread the word!

[tempolarriefix]

meet me where the tulips grow

This was written as part of the @larryabroad fic challenge! It’s a college au featuring all of ot5 and has famous/non-famous dynamics (near the end).

Pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Rating: Explicit Word Count: 19k Summary: His roommate is smiling, which is an excellent sign. It seems as if he wants to be friends, too, which is really all that Harry could have hoped for.

There is, however, a slight problem that Harry hadn’t even thought to worry about. His roommate is stunning.

Or, the one where Harry studies abroad and falls in love with both the city of Amsterdam and the boy he explores it with.

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[ao3feed-larry]

Keep The Rainbow Bear (it’s a proof of my love for you) – l.s. oneshot

by masterlarrypiece

“... According to sources, the rainbow bear would be the same one that singer Louis Tomlinson published on his social networks to announce his meeting at the amusement park in Manchester. Fans claim that Harry Styles would still be seen with the same bear on other occasions, which were punctuated with copyrighted photos.” Harry finished reading.

"Who write this?" Louis asked.

"Buzzfeed."

"So I hope they do a test of what kind of bear you are based on the photos of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson's secret relationship."

Or where Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are two super famous singers and everyone suspects there is a secret relationship between them because of a rainbow bear.

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DAY 11: RBB & SBB - #larrytember

Words: 1327, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 11 of Larrytember 2021

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Paparazzi, Established Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, rbb&sbb, rainbow bear, Larry Stylinson Is Real, Famous Harry Styles, Famous Louis Tomlinson, Hidden Relationships, Fluffy, Larrytember, larry proof, Larry Abroad Fic Challenge, Gossip

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/2Z3z6zU

[mirkwoodshewolf]

History comes to life; Ahkmenrah x reader

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well this has been a LOOOOONG time coming in. For years I’ve alwasy wanted to try and write an Ahkmenrah fanfic and thanks to a Wattpad friend of mine, she gave me that chance. So here we are with my first Ahkmenrah fanfic. Now this is only part 1 and I’ll try to have pt.2 up as soon as I can. Hope you all enjoy this fic my lovelies :)

UPDATE: PART 2 IS HERE

Taglist:

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@waddles03​

@psychosupernatural​

@ixchel-9275​

@dancingcoolcat​

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels​

@kairosfreddie​

@queendeakyy​

@geek-and-proud​

@simonedk​

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2006. New York City. The Museum of Natural History. My home away from home.  I mean to a college girl going for a master’s degree history that’s a lot, and all at the age of 23.  Yeah whenever it came to school I was always deemed the ‘smart one’ or in some cases the ‘nerd’.  

Was Valedictorian in high school, completed my bachelor’s degree within my first 2 years of college and now I’m completing a 4 year master’s degree.  Not only that but I once did an entire year abroad in Egypt as a part of one of my courses that gave me 3 credits for one of my History courses.

And now here I am completing an internship credit instead of going for a core course credit, here at the Museum of Natural History.  So far into my second week of my three month internship it’s been pretty good.  Since I’m also having to write my dissertation about the ruling of Ahkmenrah, this place has been a great place to think.

Whenever I wasn’t needed by the boss, Dr. McPhee, you would normally find me in the Ancient Egypt hall, sitting in the room of the pharaoh himself writing my paper.  And I know it sounds crazy but sometimes I wish that I could actually have the chance to speak with him, I mean if I’m to complete my dissertation I wish to know things that I didn’t already know (there’s only so much you can find on the Internet).

Little did I know that that day would soon come, and it all started with a blast from the past. 

I was currently walking down the steps after completing my day here at the museum when I saw walking with Cecil, one of the three night guards an old ‘boss’ you could say.

“Well I’ll be damned. Larry Daley.” I greeted as I came up to them.

“Oh hey, hi uhh…..” ahh the same old Larry forgetful Daley.

“(Y/n) (l/n). I used to live down the road from you guys.”

“Oh right sorry! Wow it’s been a long time.”

“Yeah about 3 years since I graduated high school.” I said with a smile.

“So I see you know our new nightguard huh Ms. (l/n)?” asked Cecil.

“Yeah I’ve babysit his son since the day he was born. How is Nicky by the way?”

“Oh he’s you know good. Fine. Loving hockey.”

“Oh that boy and his hockey. I remember he tried to get me to play it in the house and we ended up breaking that lamp.”

“Yeah thanks for reporting that.”

“Even though he tried to convince me not to speak of it.” I giggled. “So Cecil says you’re going to be the new night guard?”

“Yep. Just showing Larry around, giving him a little tour before his shift tomorrow night.” Cecil explained.

“Well, welcome to the team.”

“So do you work here too?”

“Oh no I’m just here for an internship credit but Dr. McPhee has allowed me to do further researching even after my internship’s up.”

“Read her dissertation a couple of days ago, she’s quite the researcher. Any further questions you can always ask her.” Cecil said.

“Oh Cecil you old charmer stop it. Well I better get out of here before traffic gets too crazy. Bye Cecil, Mr. Daley, welcome aboard again and I hope to see you before your shift tomorrow.”

“Yeah of course, see yah then (y/n).” I smiled and gave the gentlemen a nod goodbye before bundling up and walking out into the New York winter air.

I was now at home typing up what I had written down on paper and transferred it to the rest of my dissertation that was on Word.  I heard my door open and in came in my mom and she said.

“Dinner’s ready.”

“Okay mama, just half a minute and I’ll have everything typed up.”

“Sweetie you’ve been working non-stop ever since you got home. You can step aside for ten minutes to eat dinner.” I looked up at her then saved the changes I had and said.

“Fine mama, you win.” She grinned down and said to me.

“I always do. Until you become a mother yourself, you’ll never win.” I scowled up at her before the two of us walked out of my room and headed downstairs to eat.

As we ate our dinner, I told her about my progress and about Mr. Daley now working for the museum as the new nightguard.

“Wow, Larry Daley. Hadn’t heard from him in a while. Not since the official divorce.”

“Wait what?”

“Oh honey I’m sorry to tell you this but Larry and Erica were going through a divorce this past year.”

“Ahh man. How’s Nicky taking it?” I asked.

“Well last time I ever talked to Larry he told me it was a joint custody agreement. Now whether that went through or not I’m not sure.”

“It must’ve, I mean he did say Nicky was still playing hockey so that must mean he gets to have Nicky at least some days of the week, maybe the weekends.”

“Erica was always hard on him. Even when they first got together. Don’t tell her I said that though.”

“I promise mom.”

After dinner, I took the dishes and cleaned them out before placing them in the dishwasher before going back to my paper. Before I even knew it when I finally ran out of ideas and edits, I saw that it was after midnight.  So after saving everything I shut my laptop off and got ready for bed.

The next day it was like any other day.  I went in, did my rounds for Dr. McPhee, organized some files and edited some papers.  Then after my lunch break I had time to do my paper for the final 4 hours of my day today.  Even with the small crowd of people in the Pharaoh’s tomb, I wasn’t really bothered or distracted from doing my dissertation.

In fact I was so invested into it that I almost didn’t hear the voice speak over me.

“Hard worker as ever.” I looked up and smiled at Mr. Daley.

“So, ready for your first night tonight?”

“I don’t think it should be that hard. I mean not really anything happens in a museum at night.”

“Do you got a second? Just wanted to see if you’re interested in a cup of coffee. Colleague to colleague?”

“So not just for the sake of me being your old babysitter? Is that all I am to you now, just a colleague?”

“No. I mean yes. But not in that way I mean I was just…..” I laughed and said.

“I’m just pulling your buttons Mr. Daley. I’d love to get a cup of coffee. Maybe even educate you on what you’ll be guarding.” I packed up my stuff and we both headed out to the coffeeshop just down the block from the museum.

As we walked around Central Park he asked me.

“So that paper you were writing earlier, what’s it on?”

“Oh it’s my dissertation paper for my master’s degree.”

“Masters?! Wait so you already got your bachelor’s?”

“Yeah. I got it just last year. Now for my masters I’m doing the full 4 years so in total I’ll be doing 6 years of college.”

“Wow, sounds exhausting.”

“It can be, but I can’t help it. I’ve got a thirst for knowledge. And as an ancient civilizations concentrator I can’t help but want more.”

“Yep your mom always did call you her little book worm.” I smiled and nodded. “So that paper.”

“Oh yes that. Well I’m doing my dissertation on the ruling of Ahkmenrah and how he was the most justified ruler Ancient Egypt had ever known. Sure there have been good pharaoh’s but I’m setting to prove just how fair and just Ahkmenrah truly was as a ruler. Even with his short time as king.”

“How long did he rule?”

“Well he was given the crown by his father when he was just 16 and ruled for only 4 years before he was murdered by his own brother.”

“Yikes.”

“Yeah, his brother was extremely jealous of Ahkmenrah. So much so that after murdering his brother, he tried to claim the throne only to throw Egypt into despair in just under a year of his ruling.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah. Ahkmenrah sought to treat everyone with a kind but firm hand when need be. Did you know that he was the only pharaoh known to be kind to the Hebrew slaves?”

“I did not.”

“Yeah. He even tried to seek out a fair system where they wouldn’t have to work on their sacred holidays. Of course it wasn’t passed yet because well—he died just before he could declare it a law.”

“Wow, things would’ve turned out very differently had that happened.”

“Yeah. Cecil’s also been a good resource too since he was there when he found his tomb when he was just a kid.”

“Cecil found Ahkmenrah’s tomb?”

“Yeah. The three sarcophagus’ of him and his parents.”

“But wait I thought you said he had a brother?”

“He was. His brother wasn’t buried with them. Kahmunrah was condemned to be mummified alive and buried in a tomb far beyond the royal family’s because of what he had done.”

“Wow that’s—horrifying. Don’t they like rip their guts out or something?”

“All their organs were placed into jeweled canopic jars.”

“Wow. I think I lost my appetite to drink this coffee now.”

“Sorry Mr. Daley, I can be a little assertive when describing some of the things the Ancient Egyptians did. But you should’ve seen me when I actually got to set foot in an actual mummification area.”

“So you actually went to Egypt?”

“Yeah last year during my bachelor’s degree last spring. I spent an entire semester down there. Learned a lot, and I can speak a little Arabic. Ancient Egyptian is a little rusty but I know like a word or two.”

“So if you could, could you read what’s written around the tomb of Ahkmenrah?”

“Now you’re really challenging me Mr. Daley.”

“Thought you said you loved a challenge?” I chuckled.

“That I did. But sadly no. Probably a word or two as I said.” I looked down at my watch and said.  “It’s almost sunset, better get back to the museum less you wanna get fired on your first day. I’ll check in on you first thing tomorrow.”

“Okay, thanks for the little history lesson on the pharaoh (y/n).”

“Anytime. And here, give me your phone.” He handed it to me and I went through his contacts to see if he still had my number. Turns out he didn’t so I went ahead and gave him my new number since I got a new phone. “Here, any questions or concerns or if you just wanna chat. Give me a call.”

“Thanks (y/n). Anything I can do for you, just let me know.”

“Give me a chance to see that knucklehead Nicky again and we’ll call it even.”

“Will do.”

“Well good luck Larry.”

“Thanks.” I waved goodbye and walked back towards the nearest exit and hailed down a taxi and told them my address.

As I lay down in my bed after typing up the next several pages of my paper, I charged up my flip phone since it was almost dead from this week’s use.

“Hope Larry’s liking his new job. I’d give anything to stay the night in that place.” I stretched myself out and cuddled into my bed before falling asleep.

Bright and early the next morning I got around and headed on out of the house.

“Mama I’m heading out!” I cried out.

“Have a good day sweetie, give my love to Larry for me.”

“Will do mama.” I gathered up my stuff and took the bus toward the museum.

Once I got there, I entered inside just to see Mr. Daley walk out.

“So how was the first night?” he looked at me like he had just been through a rumble with Mike Tyson or the Rock as he said.

“Well I—”

“Dad.” A young boy’s voice said.  We both turned to see Nicky walking with another man with short black hair and looked younger than Mr. Daley.

“Hey, hey buddy. What are you guys doing here?”

“Oh Erica had to be in court early today so I’m taking Mr. Big stuff here to school. But he wanted to swing by see your new job.” The man explained with a smile.

“It’s so awesome that you’re working here.” Nicky praised.

“Well your dad gets a praise but I don’t get so much as a hello?” I teased.

“(Y/n)!” he came up and hugged me and I hugged the little monkey back. “Do you work here too?”

“No I’m just here as an intern for a couple of months.”

“So Nicky whose your friend here?” the man asked.

“Right, (y/n) this is Don. Erica’s new uhh…well he’s her new….” Larry tried to explain but Don butted in by saying with a business man snake-like smile.

“I’m her boyfriend. So you’re the famous (y/n) the babysitter I’ve heard about.”

“Yeah. So you’re the new guy huh?” I looked over him once over and all I saw was a monkey in a suit with an earpiece to his ear.

“Yeah.” He shrugged like it was nothing. “Hey Nicko. Wanna take a lookie-do inside. Maybe your dad or your friend can give you a VIP tour?”

“You know what we’re actually kinda slammed this morning but I promise I’ll show you around soon bud, deal?”

“Deal. Love you dad.”

“Love you too.” Nicky hugged his dad and Mr. Daley gave Nick a kiss on the top of his head before he and Don walked hand in hand across the crosswalk before heading towards his school. “Yeah Erica and I are going through a—”

“I know, mom told me the other night. I’m so sorry. You both seemed really happy together.”

“Yeah well sometimes life happens. I’m just thankful I get Nick on Wednesdays and every other weekend.” He said solemnly as he kept his eyes on Nicky.

“Were you really thinking about quitting?”

“How did you…..”

“I’ve seen that walk so many times with my friends. Hell I’ve even done that walk before once at the Library of Congress. So c’mon Mr. Daley the truth.”

“Last night was……intense I’ll admit. But I really want Nick to be proud of me, and not see me as…..ordinary.”

“As Teddy Roosevelt once said, ‘some men are born great, others have greatness thrust upon them’. Maybe this is your moment. Look I know being the night guard may not be the funniest job ever for you. But don’t do it for yourself, do it for Nicky.” I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder.  He looked up at me and said.

“You truly were the best babysitter Nicky ever had. No wonder how he got so wise.”

“History geek, you get great life quotes. Not just from Star Wars or Lord of the Rings.” I then skipped up the steps and walked inside.

“Oi intern!” I sighed heavily.  Even after 2 weeks he never really does call me by my name.

“Yes Dr. McPhee?”

“The Egyptian tour guide called in sick this morning, I want you to take over his shift. You’ve got the better resume to give a tour with your year abroad. So do it.”

“Yes Dr. McPhee.”

“And see to it that the children don’t touch the exhibit. God I hate it when those sticky little monsters think a museum is a-a-a-a-a…..touchy place.” He then turned away mumbling to himself.

“Out of all the bosses I’ve had, he’s by far the goofiest and strictest. But it’s better than organizing files again.” I then went up and Rebecca handed me my Egyptian tour guidance flag and I waited for the first wave of guests which was in fact kids from the middle school I went to years ago.

When the class arrived I greeted them and told them my name and that I would be their tour guide today.  I walked them through the Egyptian wing before finally leading them to the tomb of the Pharaoh.

“Now we are finally arriving into the tomb of the pharaoh himself. King Ahkmenrah was known as one of the youngest pharaohs to rule in the Upper kingdom of Egypt in 232 BC. He was even the first pharaoh to be crowned above his older sibling.” It was then I had a young girl raise her hand. “Yes sweetheart?”

“What are these statues?” she gestured towards the 20ft. jackal guards.

“Ahh those are the Anubis guards. The Egyptian god Anubis, Lord of the dead is said to be the judge of the underworld. He would deem by balancing your soul on a scale with sand and if your soul weighed heavier than the sand, you would be damned in the underworld. But if your soul was lighter, you’d be granted peace in the afterlife. His guards which you see up there are the protectors of bodies, especially over the royal families tombs.” I got another hand raise this time from a black child.

“Do the mummy’s really get wrapped up in toilet paper?” at that the kids all laughed, to which I couldn’t help but laugh.

“No. No it’s not toilet paper. They get wrapped in special linen which is sorta like a gauze wrap. How many of you had an injury and your parents would wrap your injury with a sorta white bandage?” I got a few hands raised. “It’s basically that. But before they wrap up the bodies, they expose the body to a type of oil and salt to de-moisturize the body so that it could be preserved from the elements.” Another boy asked.

“What exactly is that gold thing up there?” I looked up and I said.

“Ahh that my dear boy is the tablet of Ahkmenrah himself. It arrived here at this museum in 1952 from the Nile expedition. It is said to bring the dead back to life.”

“Yeah right.” The boy sassed back.  Kids today, so desensitized by movies and television.

“It’s a legend but never mock the powers of Egyptian magic. Okay kids, why don’t you have a look around and check him out. But please don’t touch the stone slab.” I then walked aside and the kids all gathered around Ahkmenrah’s sarcophagus. “If only it were real.” I muttered as I sat down and rested my feet.

The day dragged on until finally I was clear to go home.  I decided that for tonight, I would leave my dissertation for next time and just immediately go to bed.  I covered myself up with my thick warm blanket and was out like a light.

The next day it was just about closing time and once again I was in the tomb of Ahkmenrah.  I stared down at his sarcophagus sighing softly.

“Excuse me miss, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask you to vacate the premises.” I jolted slightly but when I turned around I saw that it was only Mr. Daley.

“Oh sorry, just—kinda got caught up in my thoughts is all.” He switched his flashlight off and walked up to me.

“So this whole Egyptian stuff really—gets to you doesn’t it?”

“Ancient Egypt has probably been one of my most favorite ancient civilization. It’s just fascinating of how the Egyptians were able to build things like the pyramids, the sphinx, and intricate tombs that have endless passages in order to trap graverobbers when they didn’t have the technology we have today. It’s amazing.”

“Yeah, guess that is kinda cool.” We stood there side by side in brief silence before he said, “Hey (y/n), do you really believe History comes to life?”

“I mean yes. In a way all around us we are always being given knowledge of every historical moment. And this museum helps us to actually in a way live through it.”

“I mean do you truly believe that history can come to life?”

“I—don’t get what you’re saying Larry.”

“I mean that…..I tried to tell Rebecca this earlier but she ran off on me. She thought I was making fun of her but I really wasn’t I’m telling the truth, I told her the truth.”

“What truth?” he looked around before he leaned close to me and whispered.

“Everything in this museum comes to life. At night. All because of that tablet. Ever since they brought it here back in 1952, everything in this museum came to life.” I looked at him before saying.

“Uhh—have you been overworking yourself again?”

“No, no I swear to you (y/n) I’m not lying.”

“Look, your shift’s about to start and I should really get going. We’ll—talk about this tomorrow. Goodnight Mr. Daley.” I quickly walked around him but I could hear him trying to call out to me.

As I exited the museum I began thinking back to what he was saying.  I mean I know I said that there could be a slight chance that the tablet of Ahkmenrah could hold some magic but this—this is something else.  I hailed a cab and asked him to drive me back to my place and in just 10 minutes I arrived back home.

As it got darker and snow began to fall from the sky, what Larry had told me earlier this evening was still spinning in my head.  I mean what he said was absolutely crazy, if he was implying that the figurines, statues, and the actual pharaoh himself can come to life at night—he was even crazier than when I first met him.

Suddenly something was thrown at my window.  I gasped and turned on my lamp to see the leftover remains of a snowball.  I got up from my bed and looked out the window to see some figures standing down along the sidewalk.

From the streetlights I could see that it was Larry and Nicky but along with them were two others.  One was dressed up as an Egyptian pharaoh and the other was dressed like Attila the Hun.  I put on my coat and boots and quietly walked down the stairs and unlocked the door.

“Nicky? Mr. Daley? What are you guys doing here?”

“Hey (y/n) look I know this is a lot to take in right now and I don’t have a lot of time to explain so I’m gonna cut right to the point. Cecil stole the tablet of Ahkmenrah, along with Gus and Reginald. We have the other two back at the museum but we need your help in getting Cecil.”

“Whoa wait what? Mr. Daley you mean to tell me that the former head of security, someone I’ve looked up to for years has stolen the tablet of Ahkmenrah? Why would he want to steal it?”

“He said he and the other two guards were gonna sell it so that they could get a wealthy long retirement.” Nicky spoke up. I then turned to the two costumed gentlemen and I said.

“Am I missing the historical convention or something?”

“No, no, no. You know how I told you the tablet makes things in the museum come to life? I’d like you to meet Attila the Hun and the pharaoh himself Ahkmenrah.” I turned towards them and almost couldn’t believe it, especially with ‘Ahkmenrah’.

I mean there’s never been a real documented picture of him due to his short reign but—he was kinda cute. Wait what am I saying? This could all be a trick.

It was then Attila said something in Mandarin as he nodded to me.  I looked at him confused, that’s when Ahkmenrah said.

“He says he’s honored to meet someone who knows his true history and not the fables that surrounded him.” I walked up to Ahkmenrah and I looked him over.  His light blue eyes and sun kissed skin.

“How do I know you’re not just some method actor?”

“I assure you my lady I am no actor. But if you want to test me since you know so much about my history especially, ask me something only I would know.” I crossed my arms at his challenge.

“Okay.” I thought long and hard about a question that only either I or the ‘pharaoh’ himself would know.  “How exactly did your brother kill you?” yeah I know it was a dark question but it was all I could think of that was a difficult question.  Some scholars have even debated on Ahkmenrah’s death but I alone knew the truth after getting some good research done.

“It was sunset. I had just gotten through with wanting the Jews of Egypt to have free will among my kingdom when my brother called me into the studies to speak about the new law. At first I thought we’d go into another argument about it, but he wanted to drink a celebratory toast in light of the new law. I thought nothing of it so my brother and I drank the wine he had prepared. After the toast, I felt this pain in my stomach and—my brother standing over me with nothing but a cruel smile on his face.”

Oh…….my…..god.  It—this was……Ahkmen—he…..Ohhhhhh shit!

“My pharaoh I—” I proceeded to bow before him but he stopped me and he said.

“Please no. There is no need for that.” Oh my god his hands were so warm on my cold ones.

“I—I can’t….I just can’t believe. Oh my god I’ve really fallen off the deep end haven’t I?”

“Told you I wasn’t crazy.” Mr. Daley spoke up.

“Okay, okay I believe you. So where is Cecil at right now?”

“Last we saw him he was heading for Central Park.”

“Then why the hell did you come here for!? Central Park from here is halfway across town compared to the museum! We’ll never catch him on foot.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” He then whistled and soon a horse came charging in and stopped right in front of us.

“Uhh Larry I hate to break it to you but we all can’t fit on one horse.”

“Oh I know this is my ride, your ride is Rexy.” I soon heard the thundering footsteps and soon following behind a toy truck was the giant T-Rex that you first see when you walk into the museum. It let out a roar and my mouth just dropped.

“You finally get your Jurassic Park wish huh (y/n)?” Nicky said to me with a wide smile.

“I—I suppose so.” The truck stopped right by us and I took notice of the two small miniatures inside that were inside.  The Roman General Octavius and the cowboy Jedidiah.

“We ready to get this rodeo on the show now gigantor?” said Jedidiah.

“Yeah guys. So you remember the plan right? You all round Cecil off and I’ll follow behind him.”

“We’re on it my liege. Everyone hop on. The enemy must not escape our sights!” Octavius proclaimed.  Larry and Attila got on top of the horse and the two of them rode off while Nicky, Ahkmenrah and I got on top of Rexy.  Ahkmenrah got on first and he held his hand out to me.

I took it and he helped me mount onto the T-Rex. My back was pressed up against his chest and our noses almost touching each other’s.

“Thank you.” I softly whispered in awe.

“I didn’t want you to get hurt. It’s—very different from mounting a horse.” I nodded as I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

“Shall I leave you two alone to get a room?” Nicky sassed out.

“Oh you little twerp just get on.” He grinned smugly as he came up and I told him to be careful as he came and sat in front of me. “K guys we’re ready!” Nicky told the two miniatures suddenly Rexy lunged forward and soon we were running full speed towards Central Park.

Within 10-20 minutes we arrived at Central Park and on the other side through the trees I saw Cecil riding on top of the money carrier horse and coach.

Rexy soon began to run faster which forced me to lean further up against Ahkmenrah.  We looked at each other and smiled at each other as I felt him hold onto my waist tighter so that we wouldn’t fall off.  Rexy then suddenly took a sharp left and we were now right in front of Cecil’s path.

But then Cecil took a sharp turn right past us just barely missing Rexy’s leg by a few inches.  It was then I saw the horrifying sight of the truck that Jedidiah and Octavius were riding in spin out of control until it flipped over a small foot of snow before exploding.

With no bone to follow, Rexy soon stopped and whined and we all looked in the direction where the two miniatures had disappeared to.  I saw that Larry had stopped just ahead of us and he was looking right where Jed and Octavius had fallen.

“Rexy let me down boy.” He lowered himself down so that I could get off of him.

“Where are you going?” asked Nicky.

“I’m gonna help your dad end this. Ahkmenrah, can you keep an eye on Nicky?”

“Yes of course.”

“Nicky, stay with him alright?” I told him in my sitter voice and he knew to never go up against me when I used that voice.  I hopped off and raced towards Mr. Daley. “Larry!” he turned to me and I said. “I’ve got a plan, but I need you to do exactly what I tell you.” he nodded.

“Hop on.” I got on the back of the horse as Larry said, “C’mon Tex let’s finish this. HIYAH!” soon we took off racing after Cecil.

“Stay close to the back of the coach, I’m gonna try to hop on it and grab the tablet.”

“Are you crazy!?”

“Yeah well it’s been a crazy night. So just do it!” he urged Tex on and soon we were right up on the stagecoach.  I reached out as far as I could and missed it a few times before finally getting a grip onto it.  Once I pulled myself up, I nodded to him telling him to get Cecil’s attention while I went for the tablet.

“Give me the tablet Cecil!” Larry cried out.

“Can’t do it, son!” the horses whinnied as they ran faster and I slowly crawled up towards Cecil’s back where I could see the glimmer’s of the golden Egyptian tablet.

“Pull over!”

“It ain’t gonna happen. Moving on!”

“Last chance Cecil! Stop the horses or I will!”

“They can’t be stopped, Larry. Don’t you know your history? These are money carriers. They were trained not to stop for anything but a secret word.” I finally grabbed the tablet and pulled it out of the bag as I said.

“You don’t say?” It was then Cecil turned and saw me with the table. “You mean a word like—”

“DAKOTA!” Larry cried out.  I then held onto the roof railings of the stage coach as the horses suddenly stopped and Cecil went flying forwards into the snow.  As Larry rode up towards Cecil, I got off the stage coach and followed right behind Larry.  “Read up on my history, along with a little help from a friend.” Larry said as he turned towards me.

“And by the way. Consider yourself out of my dissertation paper.” I told Cecil.

“And also, never talk to me like that in front of my son.” He then grabbed Cecil and threw his famed words back at him, “Moving on.”

We soon met up back at the stagecoach where Ahkmenrah, Nicky, and Atilla and his Huns came in.

“Oh hey, Huns.” Cecil said nervously as Larry transferred him over to them.

“Tell Atilla to have his boys take him back to the museum, put him back with the rest of the guards.” Larry told Ahkmenrah who then translated it to Attila in his tone. “Oh and uhh no limb ripping, okay?” Larry told Attila.

Attila tried to reason with Larry but he shook his head saying no.  That’s when Attila pinched his fingers with a little bit of space between them as he asked Larry.

“Mikaka?” Larry turned to Cecil for a moment before turning back to Attila doing the same thing as he responded.

“Makeekaka.” Hearing that made Attila and his friends very happy as Attila then proclaimed out to his Huns.

“Hey, w-wait. Hold the phone. What’s Makeekaka mean? Wait, translation please?” he asked Ahkmenrah as the Huns picked him up and carried him back to the museum.

“That’ll teach him to steal from the museum.” I bragged. “Not bad Mr. Daley. That was impressive.”

“Hey, couldn’t have done it without those websites you sent me to help me out with the research. You’re the real hero here tonight (y/n).”

“Yeah, and that was so awesome of how you got onto that stagecoach. You were like a superhero back there.” I blushed at Nicky’s praising.

“They are right (y/n).” Ahkmenrah said.  “We owe this night to you, thanks to you I once again have my tablet.” I smiled and said.

“It took all of us. Teamwork is what got this back.” I said as I held up the tablet.

“Oh boy.” I heard Larry say grimly.

“What is it?” asked Ahkmenrah.

“I gotta get you guys back to the museum.” He said urgently.

“Why? What happens if they’re not back at the museum? Well besides it being empty.”

“If the exhibits are outside of the museum when the sun comes up, they turn to dust.” He told me.  My eyes widened in fear as I turned to Ahkmenrah and he looked at me with a grim expression that expressed the truth.

“How?” asked Nicky as I turned to see half of the museum already here in Central Park.

“It’s gonna take us hours just to wrangle everyone up. And this isn’t even half of the exhibits we need.”

“Ahkmenrah. We’re gonna need your help.” Larry guided me over to the young pharaoh as he continued, “This is your tablet, you know the instructions. We need you to get everyone back.” I handed him his tablet and he took it from my hands.

As we did the transfer, our fingers briefly touched one another’s and I swear to god I thought I felt a spark.   I swallowed my little crush (was it a crush? I don’t know) and nodded to him and that’s when Ahkmenrah began to speak in ancient Egyptian as he looked down at the tablet.

As soon as I heard him say his name, the tablet glowed which reflected his face majestically, but that’s when I heard Rexy softly growl as he then began walking back towards the museum.  Not only was he walking onward but all the exhibits, it seemed they were all in a trance as they walked on.

With that the four of us left alongside the exhibits and we went to make sure that everyone got back there and to their designated wings safe and sound.

Once everyone was inside, present and accounted for; I walked with Ahkmenrah back to his tomb and he said to me.

“Thank you, for helping me retrieve my tablet (y/n).”

“It was no problem. Really. I’d do it all over again a thousand times if it meant you and the others could live to see another night.” He smiled and as he placed it back to its proper place he asked me.

“Will I see you tonight?”

“Oh I don’t know.” I sighed heavily.  “I can’t let Larry just get the boot for this, at least not if I can help it.”

“You have a kind heart (y/n). In another life you would’ve made the perfect Egyptian Queen.”  I blushed and laughed shyly. “If that is the case, then it was an honor to finally meet you (y/n).”

“Believe me it was an honor meeting you. I just…wish we had more time. I have so many questions for you.” He smiled and said.

“If the Gods make it to be, perhaps one day we shall cross paths again.” I nodded as I extended my hand out for a handshake. He took it and instead of a handshake, he turned my hand over and kissed the back of it.

I felt my face heat up and butterflies fluttered around my stomach as I nervously smiled.

“Yeah, you too Ahkmenrah.” I then helped him back into his sarcophagus and once I closed it up, I heard nothing but silence.  I turned to the Anubis guards who now stood very still and figured that it must be sunrise about now.  “Wadaeaan ya fireawn. Num jayidaan.” I whispered as I gently touched Akhmen’s sarcophagus.

I left the Egyptian wing and saw that all the exhibits were now once again either statues once more or had phased back into their wax figurines.  I walked down the steps to see the large mess once again.

“You got him back to his wing safely?” asked Larry.

“Yep. Safe and snug in his sarcophagus. C’mon. Let’s clean up whatever we can before McFreak comes in and flips out.”

“(Y/n).” Rebecca scolded me.  I shrugged at her as I picked up a broom from the supply closet nearby and handed one to Nicky and the two of us began to collect all the toilet paper that had been tossed around.

When Dr. McPhee did come in, he was definitely not happy.  After having Larry and I sit through the news that was talking about all the sightings that had happened last night from Rexy’s footprints in the snow, caveman drawings in the subway and even the Neanderthals up on top of the museum building waving torches in the air.

“Any explanation at all?” he asked the two of us. Larry thought about it before he came to a fake conclusion.

“No. Got nothin’.”

“Me neither.” I answered.

“Right. I’ll take your keys and your flashlight then.” He said as he walked up to Larry before turning towards me and continuing, “And you. Can turn in your membership and research card. You’ll be banned from the museum until further notice.” Larry and I looked at each other before Larry turned in his stuff and I turned in my access card.

He guided us out of his office to let us out of the museum but what we saw was something I had not seen since I was probably a little girl.  

The museum was packed! There were probably hundreds maybe even thousands of people walking about, getting tours, checking in, and asking for information about certain figurines or exhibits.

A wide smile spread across my face as I placed my hands over my mouth trying to contain my excitement.  But what really got me excited was when Dr. McPhee gave Larry and I back our stuff and gave us a small smile before walking away.

“Oh my god.” I said in awe.

“Seems the news really brought this place back on the map.” Larry said.  I then hugged Larry as tight as I could and he hugged me back. “What’s that for?”

“I have no idea. Just—thank you for probably the greatest moment of my life.”

“You sure it don’t have anything to do with the pharaoh just one floor up?” he teased.  I playfully punched him as hard as I could in the shoulder.

“I’ll see you tonight Mr. Daley. I’ll even pick up Nicky and bring him here.” I headed off to start my shift since I knew the tour guides needed more help so I decided to lend a hand and help out.

Of course that was fun and all, but the real fun began when the sun went down.  With my I-pod hooked up to the stereo on my “Happy feet playlist”, I had my #1 song ‘September’ by Earth, wind and fire playing while all the exhibits were gathered around the main lobby in celebration.

Everyone was either dancing or playing soccer and I couldn��t help but smile at seeing a once ancient pharaoh dance so badly that it was almost embarrassing.  Our eyes soon locked with each other and he came over to me and said.

“Come on, let’s dance.”

“Oh no, no, no, no, no I don’t dance Ahkmenrah.”

“This is our party and I demand you dance. By royal decree.” He teased at the end with a wink down at me.  Well—who was I to deny a royal pharaoh’s decree?

“Just a little warning for you, I don’t know how to dance.”

“Neither do I.”

“So you’re not at all embarrassed?”

“Not really. We’re amongst friends. And true friends don’t laugh at one another, even in their silly moments. Now come (y/n).” he took my hands and pulled me onto the dance floor and the two of us danced to the beat as silly as we possibly could.

[scrunchyharry]

fic writer interview

I was tagged by @vintageumbroshirt, thank you! I’m really excited about this one.

name: the current one is scrunchyharry. I say current because I have another AO3 account that I haven’t deleted from my glee days.

fandoms: my only active one right now is 1D, but I’ve written for myriad things over the years, including bandom and glee.

where you post: ao3. I still have an active account on fanfiction.net, I should probably delete it. and I’ve archived my fics off livejournal years ago.

most popular one-shot: I roll and I roll, ‘til I change my luck, possibly the first thing I wrote for this fandom? a oneshot I wrote in one sitting when the pictures of Louis’ part of the Night Changes video were released. you know the ones.

most popular multi-chap: electing strange perfections, my gardener!Harry/rich brat!Louis AU.

favorite story you’ve written so far: it’s a tie between my 2018 big bang, fondre ton absence, a world war one amnesia AU, and the sanctity of patience, the fic I wrote for the larry abroad challenge that’s taking place at Neuschwanstein Castle, with Louis as mad king Ludwig II and Harry as the lord stuck in an arranged marriage with him. and I have to give a shoutout to scintillating, the mammoth of a famons/not-famous AU I wrote. 263k words. I’d never done it before and never will again. that took four years.

fic you were nervous to post: I can’t hurt you anymore, the fic I wrote for the trick or treat fest. I tried a new style and a much heavier subject than usual and I was really worried about the way it would be received.

how do you choose your titles: I pick a line from a song that I feel represents the mood of the fic.

do you outline: the main points, but I don’t usually go into a lot of details. I’m not an architect, I’m a gardener. I let the ideas bloom. when the plot is too detailed, my mind gets stuck in a box and the fics become too formulaic.

complete: for the 1D fandom, 14. overall, how many fics I’ve published since I started writing? I can’t track down every fic before AO3 (I tried! I really did!) but I have traces of 30 of them, and I’d had at least 20 from the years before AO3. so a total of about 50.

in progress: actively, only one. but I have bits and pieces of about 2-3 more.

coming soon/not yet started: my big bang!

prompts?: I’m really bad at them??? I’ve tried so many times but the results are always trite.

upcoming work you’re most excited about: if I can pull it off, my big bang will be fun.

tagging: @mercurial-madhouse, @theisolatedlily, @lovely-hl, @tomlinvelvetfics, @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

[jaerie]

So as everyone should know by now, I write a lot of dark and angsty fics. I have really enjoyed pushing the boundaries and exploring new ideas in unchartered territory while challenging myself as a writer to take things there. I have received some really lovely comments and have had a lot of support doing this over the last few years and I appreciate all of you for that. I feel I’ve grown as a writer because of this support. However, in light of recent events, it has made me fearful that my creativity and exploration with dark and taboo themes are no longer accepted in this fandom. I’m very sad about this and have mourned the loss of many other creators being pushed to leave the fandom for less than the content of some of my fics. As I have posted about before, I have been on the receiving end of some hate and judgement that has made me back away from posting anything new lately. I feel like this is the precursor to more and I don’t think I could emotionally handle an attack focused on me like what went on yesterday.

Because of this, my Larry Abroad fic will be the last obligation I will fulfill in this fandom. I loved being a part of the writing community here and will always appreciate what that gave me. Thank you so much to everyone who has loved and supported my work. It still means the world to me.

[femslashy]

What is this new tag I'm seeing appear? "Immortal harry fic" ? Interest : piqued ! 👀👀👀

hello lovely!

immortal harry fic went by [redacted] fic earlier this year when i was writing it for larry abroad and then there was Drama and Nastiness and i didn’t feel comfortable writing for this fandom anymore :((

since i hadn’t been working on it as long as the Big Three (70s fic, WTWM/LA fic, monkey fic) i planned to scrap it completely except now i’m turning it into a n xmas themed short story which ngl is turning out to be more challenging than expected 😩 mostly bc the original takes place in paris and also through all four seasons and now its set in the UK and does NOT span a year ajxnsnd

i’m hoping to get a teaser snippety thing posted later today or tomorrow but jic i fail at that (which is LIKELY bc of who i am as a person lmao) i’ll put some ~spoilers (kind of?) in the tags for you !!

[blouisparadise]

Hey! I was just wondering, but are you planning on making a list of bl fics from the larry abroad challenge 2019?

We can do that! We’ll make a post when all the fics are up.

- BLP 🍑

[allwaswell16]

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[tempolarriefix]

Last Line Challenge

So the last line I actually wrote was the ending to my Larry abroad fic... but I don’t want to give that away so I’ll post the last line written on my slowly progressing soulmate au. I’m actually not too sure if I’ll keep this scene, but oh well. We’ll see, I guess.

I’ve been procrastinating doing this, so a lot of people have tagged me haha. Thanks so much to @bottomlinsons, @nauticalleeds (twice, sorry), @lightwoodsmagic, @homosociallyyours, @lululawrence, @werebothstubborn, @allwaswell16, @forreveries for tagging me! This is so many people, I’m really sorry it took me so long to get around to doing this haha.

Anyways, here it is! (I know it’s longer than a line, fight me).

It turns out, the downside to having perfectly matching furniture is that it’s not all necessarily as comfortable as it could be. Zayn’s couch in particular, is harder than any piece of furniture calling itself a “couch” should be.

“It’s a futon, actually,” Zayn tells him when he voices this complaint aloud.

“It’s a rock.” Louis grumbles.

He vows to not drink at Zayn’s place ever again.

Basically the whole better than words gc tagged me in this, so I’m just gonna tag you all back: @nauticalleeds, @bottomlinsons, @lightwoodsmagic, @lululawrence, @allwaswell16, @forreveries, @werebothstubborn and @softlarry. Love you all!

[seahorseharry]

Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: One Direction (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Characters: Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Original Female Character(s), Lottie Tomlinson, The Tomlinson Family Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Scientist Louis, Scientist Harry, Alternate Universe, Antarctica, Research, Research Station, Chef Niall, Station Commander Liam, Engineer Zayn, Louis is an atmospheric scientist/meteorologist, Harry is a glaciologist, Sexual Tension, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Light Angst, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Larry Abroad Fic Challenge, mentions of grief, Getting Back Together, kind of, Bottom Louis Summary:

Four years ago, Louis Tomlinson left the UK to live on an Antarctic research station for reasons best left in the past. He’s carved out a life for himself on the ice and has dedicated himself to his research, his friends, and especially the Halley VI research station. He’s less than thrilled when he learns that Harry Styles, a glaciologist from another base who once broke his heart, will be coming to Halley, and he’s definitely unprepared for the upheaval Harry brings with him.

[jacaranda-bloom]

Last Line Challenge 📝

I was tagged by the lovely @disgruntledkittenface and @runaway-train-works to share the last line of my WIP.

I’m furiously working away at my Larry Abroad fic, but it’s anon so I can’t post from that. I also did some work on my @1dpolyficfest fic so here ya go!

They’d been roommates, to start, veritable strangers thrust together as students needing to split the costs of living and studying abroad, brought together by their common heritage and need to feel somehow closer to home in a foreign land.

I’ll tag @bringmetheharry @dimpled-halo and @louandhazaf if they’d like to participate. Plus I’ll tag back @lululawrence because I need more of the Rare Pair fic!!

[ao3feed-larry]

Cuddle In

by masterlarrypiece

Harry is a beta trying to figure out if Louis Tomlinson is in fact beta as well.

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DAY 8: ABO DYNAMICS #larrytember

Words: 657, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Larrytember 2021

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Ben Winston, Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Beta Harry Styles, Omega Niall Horan, Kiss and Cuddle Challenge, Larry Abroad Fic Challenge, larry stylinson - Freeform, Louis Tomlinson Has a Twin, Abusive Relationships, Secret Crush, Crush at First Sight, Alternate Universe - College/University, Twisted and Fluffy Feelings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Larrytember

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/3o3e4eY