#liam centric

[junkiefox]

Teen Wolf "Green Creek au"

Where Theo turns into his Wolf form 100% of the time because he can hunt like that, can sleep anywhere, his omega loneliness is easier to face, and feelings are easy to process.

Everyone thinks he left, his truck hidden in the forest where he can lie on its bed when he needs something familiar.

The pack can smell his scent when they go running through the woods, but Theo isn't stupid, he knows where and how to hide, how to slow down his heartbeat until is barely heard. He is relieved that they ignore him, don't look too hard to find him. Theo thinks that's Scott allowing him to stay, even though he doesn't deserve it.

He listens to them howl on the full moon and holds back his own needs to do the same. Because he isn't pack, and he can't out himself.

He should leave Beacon Hills. There are other woods where he can hide, without all the fear and distrust. Where he could relax, not bring alert all the time.

But his truck is there. And everything is familiar, bringing a sense of comfort, somehow. The only thing preventing him from getting insane is this small feeling of belonging.

And then

There's a bunny

A little bunny running and running and theo is hungry, so so hungry

Here bunny here

Just want to play

Hungry

Bunny don't hide

Here come here

Please

Running running

The moon so pretty and it's singing, singing!

It loves Theo, even though his not actually born from the moon, he doesn't belong to it, but it loves him anyways. It accepts him.

And Theo is happy, so happy. Finally hunting, running, his free, free! The moon loves him, and he wants to sing to it too.

But then, there's pain. So so much pain. His leg hurts, and he howls. He's not stupid, but he got distracted. Silver dents into his skin. And it burns, and Theo howls.

Is not stupid, but he got distracted, too much into his wolfself to be cautious. And now, pain is making him stupid because he doesn't want to die. Not again, not again, please.

Pain pain pain

Someone please

Not again please

It's an old Hunters trap (he hopes is an old one, they can't be there, Scott's pack needs some time without danger. They deserve it). And it hurts. He is not affected by silver itself, but it hurts anyway.

He howls until he can't do it anymore. The moon leaving him, abandoning him too. He's left whining and crying to old trees, the wind taking his sounds away.

There's too much blood and he can't heal because its dents are deep down his skin, into his flesh.

Alone, he's going to die alone. And please not again please

Until, a rapid heartbeat and a salty smell come to him overlapping the pain and the smell of his own blood.

Strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage

And oh, Liam

Here Liam please

Please

It's all strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage and a heartbeat too fast. Too erratic.

A breathless Liam kneels in front of him. Shaking hands caressing his head. He is into his pajamas, an old shirt and sweatpants. He's pretty, so so pretty. It's all Theo can think about.

Theo whines when pain is drained from him, Liam shaking even more when black veins appear on his arms. He relax into Liam, his scent all Theo can feel.

"Theo, I-" his voice is hoarse, he takes a few more breaths. "You screamed. I heard you howl and it was so-" Theo closes his eyes. There's still so much pain and he's tired but Liam's here. He's here, he heard him and he came.

"Sorry for taking so long. It's going to be okay." He continues to stroke his head, scratching behind his ear. "You're my responsibility, right? You're going to be okay."

And Theo trusts him. It's okay. It's going to be okay.

And it's all strawberry and wet earth, autumn and slight acid rage. Sunlight shines again and he allows himself to relax for the first time since he became a wolf.

Part 2

[pottersfieldcustodian]

[1dcommunityficrecs]

New Category: Liam-Centric Fics

Two weeks ago, the world shifted. Although things have kept spinning, they're not the same. I have seen millions of people, young and old, new fans and grizzled veterans, in dozens of countries around the world -- all grieving together, for the loss of a kind, talented, generous man who got lost in a world that forced him to grow up too fast and offered no support when he floundered. He wasn't perfect, none of us are, but he made a positive impact on so many people -- from his musical ability to his charitable work to his individual acts of kindness in a sometimes inhumane world.

So this month, I want to remember Liam. I want to honour him. I want to celebrate him. And to that end, I would love to see your favourite fics that spotlight Liam, submitted here, for a list that will post on November 15th. He doesn't necessarily have to be the POV character, or the main ship, but he should be a pivotal part of the story -- whatever that means to you.

Millions of fans have been attending memorials, donating to charities, wearing red, listening to music, and so many other ways of connecting, with each other and with the memory of Liam. This is one more drop in the bucket, in the ocean of people who loved him.

I hope none of us ever forget Liam and what he stood for. I hope we always remember to tell the people we love how much they mean to us.

[equallyloyalandlethal]

please support this human. They deserve it and their writing is fucking worth it!!!!!!

One Single Thread of Gold Tied me to You

“Why are you on the floor?”

And that’s certainly a question. One Liam wishes he had an answer to, wishes he could find the words to explain it. But he can’t, doesn’t think he’s ever going to find the right combination of letters shoved together to make any of this make any sense for him.

Or: Liam might be spiraling and Theo just wants to help.

[godofstupidsentences]

You’re crying. It’s one am and you’re crying because of a fanfiction

[pyr0cue]

I also think it’s get funny how Liam’s whole issue is that he is so much younger than his siblings and thus is forced to grow up just as fast as Fiona because none of his siblings have the time for him to be a child and he is neglected and ignored not only because of his age but his race. And yet he is maybe the least talked about character in the show and where Fiona is “older daughter trauma personified” he is just a character despite literally being youngest siblings trauma personified. Anyway. Liam is the best Gallagher he deserved so much better especially in. Actually just in every season.

[sheisbeautyweareworldass]

i hate the lack of reciprocity as much as everyone else does but i do giggle whenever i read about “giving it back” because let’s be honest what can liam give it back for louis in terms of support 😭? send crypto and gym bros to his way ?? like i really wanna know 😭

[niall-ate-mynamee]

note: well…here’s a little one shot for Nialler’s birthday (let’s pretend i didn’t post this 3 days after, yeah? ;))

hope you enjoy! <3

i haven’t proof read this, so any mistakes, please let me know!

It was Niall’s 30th birthday. He was alone. Sure, he had plenty of friends he could’ve invited over and drank until he passed out, but he wanted to be alone. He was missing his boys today. His boys.

Louis, the idiot, the prankster, his partner in crime. Oh, how he missed the laughs they had on and off camera. Louis was the one who could make him laugh in the midst of a breakdown.

Liam, “daddy direction” as everyone called him. His best friend. The man who had a heart of gold, but had demons he had been fighting and overcame. Liam would hold him tight when things got too much.

Harry, his younger-older brother. The man who Niall knew would always be loved by millions around the world and could be on tour every single day for the rest of his life and still have sold out shows. The man who would stay up all night when Niall couldn’t sleep.

Even Zayn, his brother from another mother. The man who protected Niall, no matter the circumstance or consequences. Who showed his love every single day. He would sit silently when Niall would rant and rave about the difficulties he experienced.

Niall missed them. Beyond anything. He knew they were all living their best lives and he was forever proud of everything they achieved. He’d follow their journeys. Their music was indescribable. He had all their albums, listened to them every single day. He’d watch back old interviews and One Direction videos just to feel closer to them.

But, all he ever wanted, was to see them again, hang out with them again, have a massive party, just the five of them. Was that too much to ask?

He was turning 30 now, and the only gift he wanted was them. Don’t get him wrong, the gifts, cards, texts and countless messages he’s received already from friends, family and fans are so amazing and he feels so cared about…but, there’s only four messages he’s yet to receive and if his heart is cracking every hour that passes with nothing, well, nobody has to know.

It’s nearing 5pm, the time his friends had asked him to be ready for because they have some surprise planned for him before they take him out for the night. Niall found it quite pathetic really, how a now-30 year old man was alone in his home moping about the past, but you’ll have to forgive Niall, because he’s never exactly been “normal”. He was always the odd one out.

When he was changed and ready, about to open up a beer to celebrate on his own before he would spend the rest of his day surrounded by people, there was a knock on the door. He bit back a groan, quickly taking a gulp from the bottle, while walking towards the door.

There was a second knock, and Niall rolled his eyes. Sometimes, his friends were so impatient. They knew he was in, and knew he was expecting them, so there was no need to knock more than once, dammit!

“I’ve told you before, if you keep knocking, I won’t-“ He froze as he opened the door, nearly dropping his beer, thinking he was going crazy, because there, standing right on his doorstep, grinning cheekily and arms full of gifts, and alcohol, were the only four people he wanted to see.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NIALLER!” They cheered, holding up various gifts wrapped neatly, cards with his name on, Louis of course had enough beer for them all to spend the entire next 12 hours drinking, and every single one of them had eyes sparkling with joy and love.

“Wh-what?” Is all he could choke out.

It was Liam who explained, “You didn’t think we’d ever forget your birthday, did’ya, Ni? Your mum had said you were celebrating alone this year, and we couldn’t have that, could we, boys?” Liam threw a wink to Niall as the boys nodded, “Thought we’d drop by and make sure you had some company. After all, you only turn 30 once!”

Niall was shocked. He couldn’t believe his boys were really here and standing just merely inches away from him. He could feel the tears gathering in his eyes and he thanked the gods his house was protected from any public passer-by’s.

“We love you, Neil, and we miss you…can we have the honour of celebrating your birthday with you?” It was Louis this time, and Niall choked on a sob before nodding frantically and launching himself on them and bringing them all into a group hug.

He could hear their laughter as their arms wrapped around him and held up tight. His nose was hit with all their scents and he breathed them in, making sure it was real and he hadn’t just gotten so drunk that he was hallucinating.

“You idiots…I miss and love you so much,” He whispered, not letting go. He felt a pair of arms under his thighs and he jumped slightly, wrapping his legs around whoever’s waist and feeling them carry him back into his house.

By the smell alone, he could tell it was Liam he was clinging onto, and he started to blush. It’s been over 8 years since he last was carried around by any of the boys like this, but he didn’t care in that moment, because he had his boys again and he’d be damned if he was letting them go now.

When they made it to the lounge, he lifted his head from where it was buried in Liam’s neck, and looked around. Louis was putting all the beers on the table (the one Niall had already was amongst the bunch and for a moment, he wondered how it got there because he didn’t remember putting it down or even letting go), Harry was placing all the gifts they had brought in a neat pile in the corner of the room, Zayn was putting multiple games (board and video), DVDs and CDs he had with him in separate piles on the other table and Liam still had a hold of Niall.

“What did ya wanna do first, Nialler? We’ve got films, music, games? Or we can give you your presents? The choice is all yours!” He heard Zayn ask, and Niall finally let go of Liam to look around at them all. He grinned and wiped at his eyes, making sure to take it all in and laughed, truly laughed, head thrown back and eyes sparkling with so much love and joy.

“You lads better have got me the most expensive gifts you could find, after all, I’m your favourite Irishman ever!” He joked, and everyone burst into laughter.

“Nah, I prefer Bobby Horan!” Harry smirked, earning himself a playful glare before being attacked by Niall and the two “babies” of their group ended up on the ground, and the laughter was even louder.

Five boys who grew into men back together. Their hearts beating as one, once again. Niall wouldn’t change anything for the world, because even though they’ve moved on from their past, and are all doing their own things, they’re family. No matter what life throws at them, they’ve always got four brothers ready to catch them.

Niall spent his 30th birthday with the people who meant more to him than he could ever describe. Niall would never celebrate another birthday alone ever again. He had his boys there for him, and he’d forever be grateful.

Maybe one day in the future, they’d make music together again, maybe they won’t, but either way, Niall had four brothers who he’ll forever love and cherish.

note: Happy birthday, Nialler <3

sorry it took me slightly longer to post, writers block has hit me hard lately!

i hope you guys enjoyed this, anyways! it’s slightly different to what/how i usually write, so let me know what you think! :)

i’ll be working on some prompts over the next few weeks, so there’ll be more coming very soon!

[equallyloyalandlethal]

All About Control, Chapter 17

Monroe holds pressure with the blade against his chest, smirking when he starts to bleed. She pulls back for a moment, giving him a millisecond to breathe before she plunges the knife into his side, leaving him gasping for air. The initial pain is searing, feels like a fire is building under his ribs. He tries his best to breathe but every inhale brings a new round of pain surging through his lungs.

Monroe is smirking, but his vision is starting to blur at the edges, everything starting to double around him. One Monroe is enough, he doesn’t need to see two of her. He clenches his eyes shut, forcing his brain to think of anything other than the blade that has yet to be removed from his side.

Think of something good. Think of something good. Liam, think of Liam.

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Give @raekensarcher some love, because their fic is almost done and we churned out this 10k marvel of whump and torture to get Theo to an interesting place.

TAG LIST

@transdunbar @stitchkiss @luckyvd @thiamsxbitch

[gatezofhell]

is it weird to send asks from an ask game you reblogged like weeks ago TOO BAD! 1D asks if you want them: 66. How did you find out about 1d? 79. Underrated Liam song? 84. Favourite tattoo of Liam? plus mean bonus.... 45. Least favourite song from "made in the a.m."?

hahaha i love that you still asked, thank you!

66. How did you find out about 1d? On tumblr of course, in 2010. I heard of them, tried to look up their music, realized they were still on xfactor and hadn't put anything officially out yet. I was like, i'll listen to these fuckers once they have a song put out. I later listened to wmyb, fell in love, and the rest is history. That was a long answer and more than the question asked, but hey, there you go...

79. Underrated Liam song? literally all of them besides strip that down. not hearing enough love for teardrops lately. sunshine is my current favorite, specifically the acoustic version, i feel like no one really talked about that one since it was for a movie. so fucking good though. and liam is literally sunshine so it's perfect.

84. Favourite tattoo of Liam? I think I have to say the arrows, because I got the matching tattoo done lol. But really I love the scorpion tattoo omfg... and "where dark meets light" is so beautiful too. also can't go wrong with "we are the quiet ones" for all my ziams out there.

45. Least favourite song from "made in the a.m."? hmm that's so hard. maybe hey angel. is that controversial? i don't know. they're all good though.

One Direction ask game

[brookiedaaroacecookie]

”oh look brookie updated dogs and bats I wonder what’s gonna happe-“

*hits you all with the Dan blast*

[junkiefox]

Teen Wolf "Green Creek au"

Part 2 | Part 1

It was a strange thing to think about Theo Raeken as an omega. Okay. It was expected, Theo was a loner. The one of a kind. The first Chimera. He was selfish, bitter, didn't care for anyone. But Liam was stroked by a feeling of wrongness when he saw Theo's eyes. Purple, so, so purple.

Because Theo was selfish, and bitter, and didn't care for anyone, but Liam didn't believe that they were all true. He was all those things, but he was also the boy who fought with him. Who decided Liam was enough saving or didn't see enough on himself to save. He was the boy who didn't know how to take someone's pain away because no one had taught him. The kid who was manipulated into thinking that to be powerful, he couldn't trust anyone.

"His leg is going to be okay," Deaton said. "It's going to take longer to heal, at least longer than it should for your kind."

Liam was stroking Theo's head, his fingers moving as if it was an instinct. He wasn't awake, Deaton had given him a sedative so he could close his wounds, and stop the unstoppable bleeding. "Why? Silver shouldn't work on him. I couldn't smell any poison. So, what-"

"He's an omega, Liam. Have been for a while. The Dread Doctors have created a perfect imitation of werewolves, even on this thing."

"He didn't have a pack before."

"Didn't he? They could be dysfunctional, and wronged, somehow, but they were all he had. A family born into that mess, or, at least, something he could rely on. He was with ten for what, ten years? They might not had the strongest bond, but they were all he had. And then, well, he had you to rely on, I suppose." Liam felt out of breath for a second, his hand stopping its movement before he relaxed, letting his hand rest on top of Theo's head. The thought was too close to saying Liam was Theo's anchor.

"How long?" was all he managed to say. "How long is going to take to heal?"

"It's not so easy to guess, but I'd say a week. He's not eating properly, nor drinking water, it's not only he being an omega that's doing this."

Liam worried his bottom lip, eyes focused on Theo's fur "I'm going to take care of this."

"Liam-"

"He can't go back to the woods. He's hurt, and he's going to be vulnerable. He can't go back. Theo is my responsibility, I'm taking care of him."

"I can't tell how long he has shifted, Liam. He- an omega can be dangerous, they can go feral. He's been missing for what, one to two months? He can be in his wolf form since then. This, combined with him being omega is dangerous. He's unpredictable. Theo might be too lost in his wolf. Besides, we don't know when he actually became an omega and how this works, since he is a Chimera."

"Exactly. We can't tell when he became an omega. Deaton, Theo was unpredictable before, and I chose to take him as my responsibility. I'm choosing again."

The vet sighed, shook his head, and pitched his nose before he looked at him again. "Call Scott. He'll want to know what his beta is doing, and why my clinic smells like Theo. Call him as soon you can."

"Yeah. I will." Liam hadn't thought about that.

Nor had he thought how he was going to hide a huge wolf in his room without his mother finding out.

He ended up sat in his bed looking at a still-asleep black wolf. His bedroom smelled like a hospital, a slight smell of blood. But it was combined with citrus and rain, caramel and lightnings. It made his stomach twist.

Theo was an omega, and I felt wrong. Because Theo deserved a pack, a second chance, and happiness. He was eighteen and was caught up in a mess when he was nine. They had promised him that he would be powerful, he wouldn't need to feel insecure or afraid, and what kid would deny that? Theo was a kid when they came, he had been manipulated and used and Liam felt nauseous.

And then, he was ignored by Liam's pack. They had been betrayed before, they had forgiven those. But they ignored Theo. He was left in the woods, they were happy that he was missing —even if Liam said it wasn't true, that he had to hold himself so he wouldn't go searching for him, he never did, so it didn't matter. They didn't care Theo was still a kid, a kid who was brought up in a broken place.

They had failed him. Liam had failed him. He was his responsibility, after all.

And Liam got it, okay? Theo had destroyed their trust, he almost destroyed them. But now, he was an omega, he had shifted into his wolf form because feelings were easier like that. And even then, he couldn't imagine how lonely Theo must have felt. Wolves weren't meant to be alone.

Liam felt sick.

He needed to call Scott, but he wanted to scream at him, even though it wasn't his fault. He never asked anything to them. However, Liam wanted someone to blame and the Dread Doctors were dead while Theo was still suffering.

He inhaled slowly. Citrus, rain, caramel and lightnings filling his lungs. His eyes were on Theo, his wolf form occupying half of his bedroom.

Liam was going to take care of him, at least until his leg healed. He wasn't going to let him alone, not again. Everything was going to be okay, somehow.

He needed to call Scott.

[niallermybabe]

My favorite authors - for the Directioners out there, yk, if you still read 1D fics…

These are the authors whose story I absolutely love, andddddd if for some reason you still read 1D fics, I’d totally recommend reading their stories!

niamdaisies often write niam, and her stories are really fluffy and cute…just the type that’s so cliche but so good T-T. I often read her stories on a rainy day ‘cuz they warm me up…Sadly, she’s not active anymore;(

i really love the characterization of Niall in niall_ate_mynamee’s stories, and her style of writing is amazing T-T. And her fics have great angst and fluff combined - easily my favorite author. She has recently come back to writing, so check out her works!

I wasn’t really fond of NiallBottoms_Harold’s works at first, ‘cuz I feel like they have too much smut and drama…But trust me, her writing has really improved and her works are now amazayn! I always read hers when I feel the need for drama. Idk if she’s still active - she’s been gone for a while.

Btw, her readers are like, crazy - just like us in the 1D days. I think every author deserves that kind of support for the effort they put in their works!

jamesniall often focuses on character building, one thing I love when I feel the need for deep fics. Her stories often make the characters’ feeling so remarkable, and the way she describes Niall’s anxiety in some fics is like she actually went through it. If you love fics that focuses on feelings she’s for you!

Niall is just soooooooooo lovely in Mcwarr’s fics😭. Her fics are a great combination of angst and fluff, and sometimes you feel so bad for Niall;(. They also have a great deal of hurt/comfort. She also supports Narry - my OTP!

OliverRose’s fics have delicious smut, and some cute fluff at the same time! Her one shot “Frozen Flower” is a must-read. Not much to say about her, just that her stories are like a romance TV serie - hot and cute at the same time.

Angst and fluff and everything nice. But the most remarkable thing is THE SUPERNATURAL THEME. A must-read is the serie “Hell Bound”, which has a supernatural theme. Her stories are not only romance, they also includes other genres such as mystery! I think that’s kinda a hard stuff to find in fanfics. Her fics should be made into a movie, because the romance is great, but mystery is also awesome and unique!

That’s all I can think of right now, but I think I’ll add some later. And sadly only a few of these authors are active, so please send them love and support! They all deserve it!

And yes, I love Niall centric.

[raekensarcher]

My fics <3 (completed)

All the love we unraveled (and the life i gave away) 3.1k, Thiam.

Thinks I wasn’t sure i even knew how to feel this way anymore. I didn’t think i was capable of doing anything other than harm. I thought all my hands knew how to do was hurt and take and ruin, but you keep proving me wrong. Please, understand i’m trying my best. Please, see me. See me, see me, see me see

Or: what happened between the time they left the hospital and made it to Liam’s house.

Tell me that we’ll be just fine (Even when i lose my mind) 6.3k, Thiam

"What? No 'Thank you for saving my ass, Theo'?, No 'I'm sorry you had to carry my deadweight through this abandoned zoo while hunters are trying to kill us, Theo. That was really brave of you, Theo.'? Oh, wow, Liam! You are so very welcome for saving your ungrateful ass for the millionth fucking time." Theo growls, eyebrows pinched.

"Do you even need me for this conversation?" Liam says, unimpressed.

Or: The five times Theo had to knock Liam out before they were able to leave the zoo.

Close my eyes, fantasize, three clicks and i’m home 3.7k, Thiam

pain·kil·ler

/ˈpānˌkilər/

noun

1. a drug or a medicine for relieving pain.

Examples: Ibuprofen, Advil, The way Liam is looking at him right now.

Or, Alternatively; Liam comes home to find Theo bleeding out on his floor when he's been MIA for two months.

Cause everyone’s growing, and everyone’s healthy (i’m terrified i might never have met me) 20.3k, Thiam

He's allowing Liam to step into his space, to see the worst part of him and say ‘See me, know me, understand that this is the worst of me but it is not who I am. I am a better version of myself. I am not the worst of my actions. I am more. You know me.’

And hope that Liam understands and accepts him anyways.

Or, alternatively: A post hell fic and the road to healing.

Of Gods and Monsters 3.1k, Thiam

The definition of Chimera goes as follows:

"(in Greek mythology) a fire-breathing (female) monster with a lion's head, a goat's body, and a serpent's tail."

Which is true, but Chimera can also mean:

"A thing that is hoped or wished for but in fact is illusory or impossible to achieve."

Or: Theo’s battle with religion and his belief in God.

I’m here, right here, wishing i could be there for you 3.6k, Thiam

"I just wanted to let you know I'm not mad anymore. Snail la vie, or whatever."

"What la vie?"

Or: There's a halloween party, Liam is a little high, Theo is a little annoyed and they're both a little bit in love.

Crimson stained hands 896, Thiam (Implied)

No amount of scrubbing is going to rid the permanent red tint to his hands.

or: Theo is trying very hard to keep himself together.

[aq2003]

the thing about the beardsley nat 20s is that while their sheer narrative luck is astounding, in my opinion the rolls would not hit nearly as hard with any other dm. brennan honors nat 20s so much that he will derail his whole campaign to accommodate for them. in fact i think he would set himself on fire if a player got a nat 20 and asked him to do it