#non famous au
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
take-a-cchonce Ā· 1 month ago
Text
You Were Never On Your Own
Written for week 5 of @wordplayfics Last part of Don't Forget Where You Belong
Tumblr media
(G) 2k Ghost Hunter! Niall, BnB Owner Larry
Maybe it was a weirdly construed prank. A veryā€¦ Not funny one.
ā€¦That Niall planned alone? Because Louis seemed just as shocked as he was. No way he was in on it.
And all things considered, the photo looked the part. It was faded, and more than a bit yellowed. Not to mention crumpled from years of sitting up there in the attic- According to Niall, at least.
Maybe it wasnā€™t really a prank, but Harry didnā€™t want to believe that. He was doing everything he could to convince himself otherwise.
It didnā€™t help, however, that the memory- if that is what it was- of taking the photo on Louisā€™ birthday evening was coming back to him. Some recollection was.
OR
Everything finally makes sense, and it's not what Harry had expected.
Read on AO3
40 notes Ā· View notes
waugh-bao Ā· 1 month ago
Text
Tumblr media
7 notes Ā· View notes
theroguesue Ā· 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
the delicate beginning rush by roguesue [famous/non-famous, mature, 89k]
He's so in love it feels silly sometimes, not really thinking it's possible for someone his age feel such strong things about a bloke he met while scrolling through fucking Instagram. Before Louis arrived to Manchester, he used to stay up at night and think maybe it was all a big dream his mind had created in those moments he had between life and death, that instead of showing him all his life, it created a fantasy with the man of his dreams, finally getting to fall in love. It was bloody dumb, he knew that, but he also knew how much life hated him, how he had been miserable for almost his entire existence.
And right now, in Louis' arms, he prays this isn't his imagination or a dream, he prays to whoever is out there that he'll always have this, his love with Louis.
Harry finds Louis without meaning to, quickly obsessing with the blue-eyed boy and somehow ends up having a long distance relationship with him, getting to have the teenage love story he always longed for. But Harry quickly learns that itā€™s not as easy as it seems, having to decide whatā€™s best for the both of them.
156 notes Ā· View notes
loading-progress Ā· 2 years ago
Text
Man this is gonna be fun :>
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Kind of obsessed with the tumblr Twitter account
219K notes Ā· View notes
harrysdaydream-tpwk Ā· 1 year ago
Text
part 1 - how you meet
Tumblr media
summary: part one, harry and y/n meet for the first time. it isnā€™t smooth sailing, but shes intrigued.
warnings: none
pairing: harry styles x fem!reader
āˆ˜ā‚Šāœ§ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€āœ§ā‚Šāˆ˜
ā€œFuck, shit!ā€, you swore, hitting the espresso maker, once and then again, when the only thing it did was to spew more steam at you, fogging up your glasses.
ā€œYou alright?ā€, one of your coworkers asked and you nodded, though defeated.
ā€œYou think you can take over preparing the drinks for me, while Iā€™ll handle the register? If I have to fight this machine one more time, something will be broken and it will either be my hand or the coffeemaker.ā€ You looked at him desperately, your hands folded together in a silent plea.
ā€œAlright, alrightā€, he laughed, ā€œDonā€™t want to call an ambulance because you couldnā€™t control your anger. At least I wonā€™t have to deal with asshole customers anymore.ā€ He passed you and you blew him a bunch of exaggerated kisses before sliding right behind the cash register, slightly more motivated to finish the rest of your shift than before.
It was unusually quiet for Friday afternoon, normally all of the tables wouldā€™ve been taken- from desperate college students trying to finish their essays to single mothers, hoping to rekindle their failed love life. Although the job was a pain in your ass and barely covered all the bills and loans you had to pay off, it always had something to offer for your personal entertainment.
But now, as you waited for something to happen, other than the few fifteen years olds throwing straws at each other in the corner booth, you felt terribly bored. Your elbows quickly found their way to the counter and you put your chin in your waiting hands, blowing a strand of hair out of your face.
The nameless indie music idling out of the speakers above your head lulled you in a state of trance as you stared at the passer-byā€™s outside of the store, the big glass front not sparing you any detail. Even your coworker, who was the only employee inside the store besides you, had sat down on a few cases of soda stacked together, blasting TikTok and its annoying sounds throughout the whole store, but in this moment you couldnā€™t care less.
Then, suddenly, you were ripped out of your daydreaming by the bell ringing above the door and you stood up fast, startling not only the newcomers, but yourself as well.
ā€œHey, welcome in. Is there anything I can get started for you?ā€, you asked, peering at the three men, who just stared for a moment, as if assessing the situation. Weird.
The place you worked at was in a small side street, away from the bigger crowds, with quirky names for almost all of the things you had on your menu, so you gave your new customers a second to understand and choose something from your assortment.
Before you could turn away and pretend to be busy, one of them spoke up, though quietly, you could barely hear him.
ā€œHi. Sorry, we didnā€™t expect such an enthusiastic greeting. Is there anything you would recommend?ā€ His voice was deep and gentle and you couldnā€™t help but admit that he looked exactly like the kind of man you would usually go for.
ā€œI donā€™t knowā€, you reply, your voice now back to its usual octave and enthusiasm- or rather the lack thereof, ā€œI usually just get the Iced Caramel Macchiato.ā€
To this day, you still refused to read any of the actual names of the drinks out loud.
ā€œIā€™ll take that one thenā€, the man said, smiling at you. You nod as you type his order into your register.
ā€œAnything else?ā€, you asked, smiling your ā€œcustomer service smileā€ as your friends jokingly called it and the other two men nodded, replying with their orders.
ā€œAlright, will that be to-go or are you staying in?ā€ You waited for a second while they looked at each other and thought to yourself ā€œThat question couldnā€™t have been that hardā€.
Finally, the guy with the long, brown hair mumbled ā€œTo go, please.ā€
ā€œOkay then, swipe your card whenever youā€™re ready. And I need a name to call when your coffee is done.ā€
ā€œHarryā€, the guy who spoke to you first replied and stepped forward, pressing his card on the card reader. You nodded satisfied.
You turned around briefly, to check if you coworker, Charlie, got the order. Pleased that he was already on it, you directed your gaze back to the front of the store. Startled, you reeled back. Harry, who was the only one still standing in front of the counter, was starting at you intently. The other two had fallen back, standing near the door, as if they were waiting- no rather watching out for something- or someone.
ā€œIs there anything else I can get for you?ā€, you inquired, observing how his shoulders rode up defensively. He was wearing a long, blue jacket, a hat and sunglasses and if you were honest, his outfit looked absolutely ridiculous. Paired with the black nike shorts, he looked a bit mismatched, like he was unsure whether it was warm out or not. You couldā€™ve easily answered that question, seeing as you had been sweating profusely since you left your studio apartment this morning.
You were sure you looked disgusting, your uniform clinging uncomfortably to the body parts you most certainly didnā€™t want them to stick to, mascara probably smudged from the humidity from the steam that had been blowing in your face earlier.
How he managed to still look fresh, even with the thick jacket on was an absolute mystery to you.
ā€œNo, no, sorry. I like your buttonā€, he answered, referring to the grumpy cat pin your mother had gifted you a while ago. It was ridiculous and cheesy, but it reminded you of home, so you wore it anytime you felt even slightly homesick. You debated telling him as much, but you werenā€™t up for much of a conversation, so you settled on a polite ā€œThank you.ā€
He smiled and nodded.
ā€œOrder for Harry?ā€, Charlie called and the man looked around, rather paranoid, as if he was scared someone was going to jump up from behind the counter any second.
ā€œThatā€™s meā€, he said, still shyly smiling at you before turning towards the pick-up station.
ā€œHave a nice dayā€, you called out sarcastically behind him and he waved, walking out the door, his company joining soon after.
You exhaled deeply and turned towards Charlie again, who suddenly squealed loudly. ā€œOh my God, what?ā€, you said, clutching your hand over your chest.
ā€œDo you know who that was?ā€, he asked, excitedly, ā€œHarry fucking Styles. And I think he liked you with all that staring he did.ā€
ā€œNo, it wasnā€™t. Was it?ā€, you asked disbelievingly. He nodded, ā€œOh, yeah. It was him. Iā€™d recognize him anywhere. I think heā€™s actually having a show in town tonight.ā€
ā€œBut why would he come in here out of all places? I mean, weā€™re far away from anything slightly entertaining or fun.ā€ You looked at Charlie quizzically.
ā€œI donā€™t know.ā€ He shrugged, ā€œMaybe thatā€™s exactly the point. What are the odds of getting recognized by hoards of fans in a small shop like this?ā€
ā€œI guess so.ā€
You grabbed a wet cloth from the sink, starting to wipe down the counter, not able to shake the fact that superstar Harry Styles just walked into your workplace, however annoyed you mightā€™ve been at that moment, it had felt oddly right and somehow meaningful. You touched the pin on your apron carefully, smiling at the chipped feeling of the plastic fading at the edges.
-
Two days later, the incident- which was how Charlie kept calling it, was nothing but a fun story you could tell your friends and something to be teased about by your coworkers. Yes, you had been kind of rude to him, maybe you couldā€™ve been a bit nicer. Treat People with Kindness or whatever he always preached. But it was in the past now. It wasnā€™t like you would ever see him again.
At least thatā€™s what you told the part of yourself that kept insisting that maybe he would return- the nagging voice that believed Charlie, who kept shooting you meaningful glances whenever one of Harryā€™s songs played on the radio.
You were in a middle of a lunch rush, the small room of the shop packed with people, when your wishful thinking suddenly became reality. Right in the middle, as if the crowd had split in two, he appeared. Or maybe he had just entered through the door like everyone else did and patiently waited in line. You couldnā€™t be sure.
ā€œHarry, hiā€, you greeted sincerely, when he approached the counter, ā€œWhat brings you back?ā€ You smiled ruefully, thinking about your last interaction.
ā€œHi. Slightly better mood today, huh?ā€ So he had picked up on it last time. Your eyes travelled down his body quickly- you couldnā€™t help it, sue you. He was wearing a white button down this time, messily tucked in a light washed pair of denim shorts- although he managed to make it look stylish- and no sunglasses. His hair was hidden by a yellow crochet bucket hat. Cute.
ā€œYeah, Iā€™m sorry about that. I didnā€™t know who you were and I wasnā€™t having a good day. What can I do for you today?ā€, you apologized.
ā€œI think everyone deserves kindness, even if they werenā€™t popular. But itā€™s alright, canā€™t always be nice, especially in customer service. I get it, worked in a bakery for some time back at home.ā€ He took his own shtick quite seriously you noted, but smiled politely.
ā€œI would love to talk to you some more, but the place is packed right now. Is there anything I can get for you?ā€, you tried again.
ā€œYeah, yeahā€, he chuckled, ā€œIā€™ll get the Iced Caramel Macchiato again, it was really good the last time and also-ā€œ, he paused for a second, looking at your display of pastries, ā€œOne of the vegan carrot cakes, please.ā€
ā€œSure, anything else?ā€
ā€œNo, thatā€™s all, thank you.ā€
You finish the transaction and say goodbye before tending to the next customer, a middle aged woman raising her eyebrows impatiently at you.
The rest of your shift goes by smoothly, with only a few minor incidents disrupting your flow. It all felt to good to be true, your interaction with Harry still in the back of your mind. The conversation had left you unsatisfied, craving more.
You didnā€™t know much about him, besides that he was Harry Styles and apparently currently on tour. He shared something with you and you couldnā€™t help but wonder if there wouldā€™ve been more if you had just let him talk. Thatā€™s what you reprimanded yourself for as you took of your apron and the shirt you wore for work in the locker rooms, pulling on a black hoodie with a nonsensical print on the front.
ā€œIā€™ll see you tomorrowā€, you yelled in the general direction of the store as you leave through the back door, a cigarette already waiting to be lit in your right hand. It was a bad habit and you were desperate to stop smoking- but on days like this it was the only thing keeping you sane.
ā€œHeyā€, a voice suddenly called and you shot up surprised, the cig almost falling out of your mouth. You took a quick drag before lowering it. Turning around, you spotted Harry of all people leaning against the wall of the back of your shop.
ā€œJesus Christ, what are you doing here?ā€, you asked disbelievingly, clutching your chest dramatically.
ā€œSorry, one of your coworkers told me what time you get off. They also told me your nameā€, he explained, peering at you with his green eyes. Fuck, why did he have to be so handsome?
ā€œStalker-much?ā€, you couldnā€™t help but ask, only half joking. You brought your cigarette up to your lips again, inhaling deeply, before blowing out the smoke through your nose- welcoming the rush the nicotine gave you.
ā€œI just wanted the chance to have a conversation with you, Y/Nā€, he said, rolling his eyes, but smiling at the same time. It was weird hearing your name out of his mouth.
ā€œWhy?ā€ He shrugged helplessly, observing you smoke for a second before answering.
ā€œFuck if I know. Couldnā€™t stop thinking about you, even on stage, and my friends kept teasing me. Iā€™m in town until tomorrow, then Iā€™m off to Cardiff.ā€
ā€œYeah, I get it. My coworker Charlie kept wagging his eyebrows at me everytime he saw someone wearing your merch. He was the one preparing the drinks for you.ā€ You hoisted up your tote bag, which kept slipping of your shoulder.
Harry chuckled. ā€œHe did a pretty good job if I do say so myself. The Macchiato was really good. Cashier had some perks too though.ā€
ā€œHeā€™ll pass out if I tell him what you just said. But tell me more about this cashier. Were they cute?ā€, you flirted back, a smirk on your face.
ā€œOh, very. I was hoping itā€™d get her number by chanceā€, he tried as you threw the butt of your cigarette on the pavement, stomping it out with your checkered Vans.
ā€œWell, youā€™re in luck. Itā€™s not everyday an international pop-star asks me for my cell. Canā€™t resist your charmā€, you said quietly. His shoulders dropped slightly, as if remembering his position in the world, but he caught himself.
Harry hands you his phone and says, ā€œJust type it in yourself. Itā€™s always easier this way.ā€
You nodded, taking his phone with clammy hands. What a weird, surreal world you were suddenly thrown into. The fact that he trusted you enough to just pass you his phone. The fact that he was standing opposite you, watching you, being interested in you. You wondered if this was all a dream youā€™d suddenly be woken up from.
But no one did. This was reality, you realized as you pressed the cellphone back into his waiting hand, brushing it with the movement. You looked at each other for a moment.
ā€œThe cute girl from the coffee place? Really?ā€, he asked and you giggled. Honest to God giggled. What has your life become?
Harry pocketed his phone, letting his hands hang loosely at his sides. ā€œWellā€, he cleared his throat, ā€œI have to go. Rehearsals and all that. Iā€™m already too late. Iā€™ll text you?ā€ He looked at you hopefully.
ā€œSureā€, you answered, smiling softly, ā€œIā€™ll be waiting.ā€ You step closer, standing on your tiptoes and pressed a light kiss to his cheek- a barely there brush of lips, but he still blushed.
ā€œIā€™ll see you around, H.ā€
āˆ˜ā‚Šāœ§ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€ā”€āœ§ā‚Šāˆ˜
well, this marks the first part of my first ever series on this account. iā€™m actually so excited to see what people think. donā€™t forget to leave a like& follow for more<3 stay tuned!
188 notes Ā· View notes
lynxindisguise Ā· 7 months ago
Text
... does anyone know anything about being a touring musician? ... in 1995??? bc I'm happy to bullshit my way through this one (as is sirius) but if anyone has any basic info on how this sort of thing works I will happily take it.
28 notes Ā· View notes
beastsovrevelation Ā· 2 months ago
Text
Now this made me think...
Yellowjackets Biblical AU. The Wilderness is the Devil, Natalie's the Antichrist, and Lottie's the False Prophet, and everyone else are in a satanic cult. The Unholy Trinity, of course, is an all-female trio in this.
I put how I think everyone joined in the tags, tell me what you think.
How did female Satan impregnate Nat's mom I have no idea (magic), but she was a sw, and it's the inversion that's sometimes used, Mary was a virgin, while the Antichrist's mother's a "prostitute".
12 notes Ā· View notes
wolfstarshipping Ā· 1 year ago
Text
wading in waist-high water by @colgatebluemintygel (82.060 words) Rating: Explicit Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
modern AU, muggle AU, Great British Bake Off AU
Summary: Remus is a PhD student and hobbyist baker who finds himself adrift following his fatherā€™s death. On a whim, he enters the Great British Bake Off and is swept up in a flurry of curdled custard, shrunken souffle, and under-proved dough. Remus expects to be challenged and to embarrass himself on public television. What he doesnā€™t account for are the friendships he develops with the other contestants and the deep connection he forms with his teenage crush, Sirius Black: charming ex-boy band member and Bake Off host. or, Sirius groans, dropping his head back into his hands. ā€œItā€™s the dough,ā€ he mumbles into the skin of his palms. ā€œItā€™s the kneading. Itā€™s his hands. Theyā€™re obscene.ā€ Lily laughs. ā€œThey are a bit, arenā€™t they?ā€
Comment: This is one of the best fics I've read in a while, I just love how it almost felt like I was actually watching GBBO with all these lovely characters (I have a special place in my heart for Arthur and all his ties!!) and reading about Remus and Sirius and how their relationship slowly develops and all the tension between them (and the dough kneading!) and the whole forbidden love theme was just PERFECTION. If you haven't read this fic already I highly recommend checking it out!!
39 notes Ā· View notes
onesweetworld18 Ā· 1 year ago
Text
.
7 notes Ā· View notes
my-ao3-library Ā· 10 months ago
Text
flicker
Jeongguk likes to be one with the shadows but he's the brightest thing Taehyung has ever seen.
15,004 words.
+ SEQUEL
daybreak
Jeongguk doesn't want a lot of things. Just Taehyung. Sometimes, that alone already seems like too much.
(Or: in which one random schedule brings Jeongguk closer to Taehyung for the first time since a year and a half. The first time since Taehyung left him without so much of a warning and breaking his heart into tiny little pieces.)
27,738 words.
2 notes Ā· View notes
myfineline Ā· 2 years ago
Note
Hi hi, hello! Snippet from #5 10 Year Reunion AU OR #4 Famous/Not-famous for the WIP game?
Also, I just tried to find your ao3 bc I saw those blurbs and was like ohhh this is my kind of author but I didnā€™t see it - could you share for someone who just found you? šŸ™šŸ’›
Hiii,
First, thank you for reaching out! Also, I didn't realize that there wasn't a link to my writing until just now, so thank you for pointing that out too!
My AO3 is secretswekeepxx if you're interested. Fair warning, I haven't written in a while but am hoping to change that in the new year!
This is from #4 of my WIP game a snippet from my Famous/Non-Famous AU
Twenty Year Anniversary of ā€˜Night Changesā€™
March 2021 marks twenty years since the opening for Universal Studios cult favorite ā€˜Night Changes,ā€ which starred a young Academy Award winner Harry Styles as well as lesser known actor Louis Tomlinson. Universal has announced that they will be re-releasing the film to theaters for a short time for generations old and new to enjoy. Itā€™s been rumored that studio executives and director Ben Winston have some kind of cast reunion in the works. Variety has reached out to Universal but a representative has declined to comment.Ā 
The accompanying photo is the same one that theyā€™d used for the original promotion of the film all those years ago. Just looking at it makes Harry nostalgic.Ā 
Harry will never forget how he felt after that movie was finally released.Ā 
Heā€™d been acting for as long as he could remember, but ā€˜Night Changesā€™ was the first role for which heā€™d ever received serious recognition. Hollywood is a fickle place and most actors who have been around for as long as Harry has, or who have experienced the same kind of success, tend to discredit the roles that came before their Academy recognition. Harry, however, could and would wax poetic about how much he loved making that film, to anyone who would listen. And to the people who actually would listen, it was pretty obvious why - for him, it always came back to Louis.Ā 
Louis had made such an impact on Harry. For all of the roles heā€™s played, all the places heā€™s been and all the people heā€™s met since, heā€™s yet to find another person heā€™s clicked with so immediately.Ā 
Harry allows himself to wonder what the adult version of Louis might be like. Heā€™d be in his thirties now, and Harry couldnā€™t help but think about where he might be, what he might be doing, if heā€™d married and had children... if he ever thinks about Harry, misses the friendship they had.
Harry takes one more look at the article before deciding to just grab the magazine and move into the room where Niall is still on the phone with Jeff. Harry barely registers what heā€™s doing before heā€™s moving into Niallā€™s space and removing the phone from Niallā€™s ear to bring it up to his own.Ā 
ā€œJeff,ā€ Harryā€™s voice cuts off whatever Jeff had been rattling on to Niall about, ā€œIā€™d like to meet for dinner tonight.ā€
13 notes Ā· View notes
nostalgia-tblr Ā· 2 years ago
Text
I realised that the 10k words that I currently have is likely a much smaller fraction of the hypothetical completed work than I thought it was going to be and I told myself I shouldn't take anything out because it all seems to be fitting together fairly neatly BUT I am def starting to have my doubts about the value of "the scene where the two male characters discuss whether the female character (who is not in this scene) should be breastfeeding the baby that she just had with one of those men (but she's been passing it off as the other one's)" because WTF that sounds AWFUL and I think I only put it in there because I was all YAY I'M JUST GONNA WRITE ABOUT MEDIEVAL QUEENS (KIND OF!!!) and there was that whole Thing in monarchies where you have to get a wetnurse in because breastfeeding reduces fertility and your shitty husband needs AT LEAST another couple of boys what with infant mortality being what it was in them days. And for some reason (probably sleep-deprivation TBQH) I at some point thought that it wouid be a good thing to put into an MCU fic???
#wip tag#now that i type this out it has become both worse AND funnier to me so who knows what i will decide to do with it in the end#i also remembered that this entire adventure into whatever the heck i am actually making now is because i realised that two famous queens#i forget which ones OBVIOUSLY#were famous for pulling off the same feat#which is 1) pop out at least one boy#2) outlive your shitty husband#and 3) your child-king son is now basically your talking puppet and you run a country now you go girl yas queen slay etc etc etc#i think one might have been catherine di medici? and... possibly margaret beaufort? (i know henry wasn't a kid at the time but yk)#POSSIBLY one was Empress Cixi? aka the one non-European more-or-less-queen that I know anything about#but anyway yes the trick here is to have a royal son and then refuse to ever die#elizabeth woodville has to be an Honourary Mention because she COULD have done it as well#had her brother-in-law not realised she was about to do that and kidnapped usurped and then probably-murdered the boy in question#Henry VIII's famous gang of queens all failed to meet at least one of the requirements :(#anyway hello some years ago i started reading books about famous dead queens and now what have i become???#BTW monarchies are a terrible idea#just scrolled up to see wtf i am typing this stuff under oh yeah it's the post about the lactation debate scene oh noooo#gonna... gonna hit post now while i still can#the Sylki AU that got longer and wronger
15 notes Ā· View notes
sburbian-sage Ā· 1 year ago
Note
Our Seer of Time claims I'm gonna be one of the exiles. To be explicitly clear, yes, I am a player, no, I'm not one of the carapace guys, this whole thing seems impossible but I don't know enough about how the game works to dispute it. Should I be worried? Rather, what should I be more worried about, my grim and sandy future or our Seer's unreliability?
I wasn't under the impression that you were a Carapacian, although now you've got me thinking that I don't talk to those guys enough. If you ever feel your skin hardening or all of your teeth turning sharp/blunt, do hit me up though.
In actuality though, I don't think you're going to be turning into a Carapacian literally. What this most likely means is that you'll be filling the role of an Exile, by sending messages to certain player, from the future of your destroyed home planet. The real question is wondering why or how this would be the case.
If your Seer is correct, there's two potential ways this happens. On accident, or on purpose. If on accident, then in the near future it's entirely possible you step into some weird device that sends you many nears in the future back to your homeworld. So be more cautious be less cautious because if this doesn't happen it creates a Doomed Timeline. After bumbling in here you'll most likely wander to a terminal and send a bunch of messages to some poor unfortunate coplayer. If on purpose, then you and/or the Seer will direct you to take the role of an Exile, potentially replacing one altogether, either because they maliciously sabotage the session or are dead and their lack of advice causes a travesty. In both cases, there are a few main concerns to look out for.
The first concern is the fact that Exiles have special powers that you may not have. I'm pretty sure it's innate to the Carapacian once they become an Exile and is not a property of the terminals they use, but basically they can essentially mind control the player under some circumstances. It's not malevolent, but there's two main instances in which they intervene. When the player has hit rock bottom, so a Knight decides they don't want to fight anymore, or a Seer isn't seeing something right in front of them. It's basically just a "don't give up yet" word of encouragement. I don't think you'll have any issues here. The second one is that Exiles can't self-terminate, and they prevent players from doing so either. So basically, if you're outright replacing an Exile for the long term, the player you're supervising won't have a safety net preventing them from committing suicide. The good news is that while I'm sure most players have depressive tendencies (being forced into this endless cycle does that to you), most of them don't act on it, especially if they tried already and their Exile yelled at them for it. The bad news is, if someone does want to neckrope, the only thing preventing them from doing so is you. So no pressure, you've got this.
The second concern is that you'll be an Exile forever, and the answer is "no way". If your Seer of Time isn't a shithead, then they'll use their powers to extract you from your role once you've completed it. And if the Seer can't do that for some reason, we have Appearifiers for that. You won't have to worry about aging or harsh conditions that much if you're God-Tiered, but you should probably bring some food with you (enough to share with the other Exiles). And your players definitely won't forget you, partially because you can use the terminal to talk to them, and partially because doing the endgame is a feat without a full party. I also don't remember whether or not the Door Beyond The End opens up without every currently alive player present. Either way, they should be able to rescue you and if they don't then there's a solid chance that this will lead to all of your collective dooms, so feel free to be smug as the Horrorterrors close in.
Of course, all of this hinges upon the assumption that the Seer of Time made a correct prediction. It's entirely possible that this isn't the case, and all of this wordcount was for nothing. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.
3 notes Ā· View notes
thebibleofnoneoftheabove Ā· 1 year ago
Text
#ConfessionWall14316550
Ongoing | Charles Leclerc/Carlos Sainz Jr. | Rated T | Charles-centric, Roommates AU
CHAPTER 1: The post
#ConfessionWall1431655 So it's like this...
Tumblr media
Read here on ao3
2 notes Ā· View notes
nichmeddar Ā· 2 months ago
Text
carlos sainz
European getaway || cs55
ā˜† summary: y/n goes on a vacation to spain and ends up meeting carlos sainz by chance. tho she has no idea her european fling is actually a very successful f1 driver
ā˜† pairing: carlos sainz x nonfamous!reader
ā˜† fc & warnings: none
ā˜† requested: yes! thank you sm for this wonderful request
ļ¾Ÿ. āœæ ą­Øā¤ļøŽą­§ā €āœæ . ļ¾Ÿ
ynuser has made a post šŸ”’
Tumblr media
liked by yourbff, yoursibling, friend2, friend 3 and 101 others
ynuser: i could get used to this! me encanta espana
view all 8 comments
yourbff: petition for us to stay in spain forever
ynuser: time to find our spanish husbands so we never have to leave!
yoursibling: europe looks good on u
ynuser: thanks b šŸ’…šŸ»
friend3: always serving fits girl
ynuser: half of my clothes are stolen from you
friend2: obsessed with you
ynuser: obsessed with you bb
ynuser has added to their story šŸ”’
Tumblr media
[1. girls night out ahead. 2. guys i met a hot man at this club. 3. hehe heā€™s taking me home. we stayed out so late itā€™s almost light again]
view all story replies
yourbff: we look cute
yourbff: wait heā€™s hotter than i originally thought hold up šŸ¤¤šŸ¤¤
yourbff: did you even get his name???? how am i supposed to make sure ur safe if i donā€™t know his name
ynuser: dude heā€™s so hot itā€™s insane and his name is carlos
ynuser: iā€™m with him at his hotel rn and this man has to be loaded this is the nicest hotel iā€™ve ever stepped foot in.
yourbff: hot AND rich AND sweet AND a gentleman???????? what is in the water here in spain
ynuser: i just googled his watch that heā€™s wearing and itā€™s $300k
yourbff: ok teaā€¦ā€¦y/n/n iā€™m so serious you are living every girls dream rn including mine
ynuser: i think i love him
yourbff: ok , maybe itā€™s time for you to come back to the hotel and get some sleep
ynuser: ugh youā€™re so right.
ynuser: he called me a driver , iā€™ll be back soon
yourbff: PLEASE TELL ME TOU GOT HIS NUMBER
ynuser: more than that šŸ¤­ him and his friend are going to take us out for dinner tomorrow and show us around town šŸ˜«šŸ˜šŸ«¶šŸ»
yourbff: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
yoursibling: girl you wildin and i love it. stay safe pls
ynuser: yes of course bb
friend3: why that man kinda look familiar
ynuser: if u figure it out lmk
ynuser has added to their story šŸ”’
Tumblr media
[1. sightseeing courtesy of our new friend carlos. 3. looks like we found ourselves some dates šŸ˜‰]
view all story replies
friend2: y/n are you sharing churros con chocolate with a MAN
ynuser: YES
ynuser: iā€™ve been caught
friend2: you sneak.. i need every single detail
yourbff: i feel like we are in a movie for real
ynuser: i think we might be
yoursibling: how is it that you and y/bff/n always end up in these sorts of romance novel type situations
ynuser: itā€™s bc we are the it girls šŸ’…šŸ»
Tumblr media
carlossainz55 had added to his story
Tumblr media
view all story replies
user1: what are you doing in madrid carlos
user2: OMG WHO IS THAT IN THE SECOND SLIDE CARLOSSSSS
landonorris: and what do we have here šŸ‘€
carlossainz55: just some travels in spain!
landonorris: with a girl??
carlossainz55: good catch šŸ˜‰
landonorris: DETAILS?!
carlossainz55: if you must know and you promise to keep it secret
landonorris: of course mate
carlossainz55: i met this gorgeous girl in a club in barcelona and we hit it off. she doesnā€™t know im a driver she just thinks im a guy on holiday and its been rather refreshing so now im showing her around spain
landonorris: i support you in this brother but you know youā€™re gonna have to explain the whole famous thing at some point
carlossainz55: i know i know
user3: just fell to my knees is this a soft launch
charlesleclerc: enjoying break i see šŸ˜
carlossainz55: yes i am šŸ˜
user4: everyone stay calm!!!! stay CALM
user5: so little info here how am i supposed to find this girl by her shoes šŸ«£
user6: canā€™t wait till f1gossip sees this
ynuser has added to their story šŸ”’
Tumblr media
view all story replies
yoursibling: hold up did HE COME WITJ YOU GUYS
ynuser: yes šŸ¤­
ynuser: when i tell you i think i met the love of my life
yoursibling: ugh iā€™m so jealous but also so happy for you!! you deserve this
friend2: bruh heā€™s fine as heck what is going on here
ynuser: no i know
yourbff: wait send me the pic of carlos and teto carrying our luggage pls im begging
ynuser: done and done
friend3: y/n y/m/n y/l/n have you ever seen a formula 1 race before
ynuser: you mean like the race cars?
friend3: yes the race cars!!!! iā€™m 99.9% sure that man in your photos drives for the FERRARI F1 TEAM. THAT IS THE CARLOS SAINZ
ynuser: oh my godā€¦ youā€™re right ā€¦ā€¦.. heā€™s a FAMOUS FERRARI DRIVER?!
ynuser: oh my god he has 10 million followers
friend3: how did you NOT know this!!!!!!!!
ynuser: idk!!! i donā€™t follow f1!!!
friend3: well now you legally have to
ynuser: clearly omg
friend3: YOURE THE GIRL IN HIS STORY OFNEKGN
ynuser: OMG I AM
f1gossip has made a post
Tumblr media
liked by user1, user2, user3, user4, user5, user6, and 4,255 others
f1gossip: carlos sainz has been spotted getting cozy with a mystery girl in madrid! we think this has got to be the girl who was in the story carlos posted a few days ago. theyā€™ve also been spotted out at dinner with another woman and who we believe to be teto!! no information on who they are just yet but seem by all accounts to not be anyone we know
view all 213 comments
user1: when will it be my turn!!!!
user2: that should be me šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ happy for her i guess šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜«šŸ˜«
user3: so he was soft launching someone
user4: happy for him ig
friend3: ynuser girl
ynuser: oh my god
friend2: girl oh my god
yourbff: omg stop ???? is this movie about us???
user6: do you all know something we donā€™t
user3: no bc your profile pics kinda be similar to the girl in the pics f1 gossip posted šŸ‘€
user6: carlos doesnā€™t follow them yet but maybe thatā€™ll change
user3: WAIT IT SAYS HES FOLLOWING YNUSER NOW
user5: i am so envious
ynuser has added to their story šŸ”’
Tumblr media
view all story replies
friend3: ok so the fan girls have found us it seems
ynuser: they really haveā€¦ i have 2,694 follower requests right now
yourbff: the f1gossip account is trying to contact me,, theyā€™re literally in my dms rnā€¦. you look hot tho šŸ˜˜šŸ˜šŸ˜«
ynuser: theyā€™re also trying to message me too. never thought our trip to spain would end up like this (iā€™m not complaining this is just a little overwhelming)
yourbff: me neither but if it had to happen iā€™m glad you met carlos!! you two seem like genuinely really well matched. i know itā€™s only been likeā€¦. 3 weeks but im stanning and shipping y/ncarlos so hard
ynuser: šŸ˜®ā€šŸ’ØšŸ˜­ y/ncarlos omg stop hahaha
ynuser: iā€™m planning to put him in my pocket and take him back to the states with us
carlossainz55: ay dios mĆ­o hermosa chica šŸ˜šŸ˜
ynuser: šŸ¤­ youā€™re making me blush
carlossainz55: good, itā€™s cute when you blush
ynuser: you really have 10 million followers and drive for the scuderia ferrari huh
carlossainz55: yes mi amor. im sorry for not telling you soonerā€¦ i just really was enjoying getting to know you as just carlos and not as the ferrari driver
ynuser: and that makes sense i just ā€¦ this is all just a bit intimidating
carlossainz55: no reason to be intimidated, iā€™m still just carlos šŸ„ŗ
ynuser: if you say so
carlossainz55: i do say so hermosašŸ¤
carlossainz55: now that the cat is out of the bagā€¦. do you want to come watch me race?
ynuser: you want me to come to one of your races?
carlossainz55: only if you want to! no pressure at all tho y/n/n
ynuser: iā€™d love to šŸ˜«
carlossainz55: i was hoping youā€™d say that. iā€™ll make arrangements for you to come to monza šŸ˜‰
ynuser: italy?! omg iā€™ve never been to italy!!!!
carlossainz55: never?! oh boy then i have quite the time planned for us
landonorris: i feel like an elite member of a very exclusive club for being able to follow
ynuser: you are!! only 231 other people have the privilege
friend2: please send lando norris my number i see heā€™s following you now
ynuser: HAHAHAAH i respect the hustle. i tell him about you when i meet him in person in 2 weeks
friend2: IN PWROSN Y/N WHAT
yoursibling: bestie why are race car fan accounts trying to contact me all the sudden
ynuser: so you know that man iā€™ve been seeing while in spain with y/bff/n? turns out heā€™s a very famous formula 1 driver
yoursibling: youā€™ve got to be kidding me
ynuser: i am being very for real
ynuser has made a post šŸ”’
Tumblr media
liked by carlossainz55, yourbff, yoursibling, friend2, landonorris, friend3, and 102 others
ynuser: thank you to spain for literally changing my life
view all 22 comments
friend2: omg thatā€™s where my sunglasses went šŸ™„
ynuser: idk what youā€™re talking abt šŸ¤­
yourbff: thanks for going on the trip of a lifetime with me y/n/n
ynuser: i love you bestie šŸ«¶šŸ»
carlossainz55: and thank you to the universe for crossing our paths šŸ„¹
ynuser: thank you universe, i am forever grateful šŸ˜«
landonorris: ok cool girl alert
ynuser: you know it
friend3: iā€™m not sure how to act normal in these comments y/n
ynuser: me neither
yoursibling: youā€™re never coming home after italy in a few weeks are you
ynuser: nope!
carlossainz55 has made a post
Tumblr media
liked by user1, charlesleclerc, scuderiaferrari, ynuser, yourbff, landonorris, yoursibling, and 783,102 others
carlossainz55: happy for the team, charles and the tifosi. itā€™s a shame i missed the podium but at least i got to spend my birthday with my favorite girl. until next time monza!
view all 999 comments
user2: ohhhhhh a hard launch
user3: i wish he got a podium in his last monza in a ferrari
charlesleclerc: ā¤ļø thank you chili
alexandrasaintmleux: cuties šŸ¤
user4: this hard launch is distracting me from the immense sadness, thanks carlos
user55: sheā€™s living my dream your honor
ynuser: feliz cumpleaƱos mi amor
carlossainz55: gracias princessa
ynuser: gracias por una semana perfecta [thank you for a perfect week]
carlossainz55: de nada šŸ¤
user10: you did all you could carlos
scuderiaferrari: we are proud of you chili
user16: you and your big brain still did amazing
yourbff: you did great carlos!
ļ¾Ÿ. āœæ ą­Øā¤ļøŽą­§ā €āœæ . ļ¾Ÿ
a/n: likes and reblogs appreciated!! i quite liked this one and hope you did too
ļ¾Ÿ. āœæ ą­Øā¤ļøŽą­§ā €āœæ . ļ¾Ÿ
disclaimer: pictures are not mine and everything i write is fiction
Ā© norrisainz33 || please do not rewrite, translate, or copy any of my works posted here on to any other platform
2K notes Ā· View notes
somethingboutafic Ā· 10 months ago
Text
Famous/Non-Famous
14/09/2019 by MediaWhore (G) word count: 3,925 In mid-September Harry comes home. A Tired Tired Sea Coda
It's written all over your...(or: the Red Carpet fic) by BlueNeptuune (E) word count: 11,569 The star-studded cast ofĀ Steal My GirlĀ graced the red carpet on Saturday night ahead of the premiere screening, sparking an internet sensation like no other. The film itself received anĀ average of 4-and-a-half stars from early reviews, launching it into the spotlight as a contender for the up-and-coming awards season, but the real news came from the carpet itself. Oscar-winner Louis Tomlinson (Kill My Mind,Ā Back For You) made his first public appearance following the badly-hidden split from his management in early 2020, and he wasnā€™t exactly keen to talk about it. It was also the first time since his earliest work (Still The OneĀ is featured on ourĀ summer-vibes throwback list) that heā€™s attended the carpet by himself ā€“ rumours swirled that heā€™d split with his long-time girlfriend, but are the two things related? Tomlinson himself wasnā€™t spilling any tea, but it looks like one journalist in particular might have coaxed a little more out of him than anyone else...
A Hungry Heart by jacaranda_bloom (E) word count: 27,601 Harry Styles, florist and Great British Bake Off contestant, loves many things. He loves his flower shop, he loves baking, and thereā€™s also that little crush he has on pop star Louis Tomlinson. But when Louis arrives on set as the surprise guest judge, Harryā€™s worlds collide. Throw in a cup of cuteness, a teaspoon of teasing, and a pinch of pining, and thereā€™s all the ingredients for an epic love story, or absolute chaos.
Something Great by infinitelymint (E) word count: 31,061 Louis is a student and Harry is the mega-famous singer that happens to post a photo with Louis in the background. Together they kind of break the internet.
somewhere only we know by bethaboo (E) word count: 44,536 Personal assistant Louis knows something is up with his best friend and employer Harry. And it's not just his big tour coming up or the ever-increasing womanizing rumors about the popstar. To get to the bottom of Harry's moodiness, Louis decides he has to kidnap him and take him on a roadtrip up the California coast to Portland. The roadtrippiest road trip fic ever written. Basically an excuse for gratuitous fluff and smut with a pinch of angst tossed in for good measure.
tangled up in you by missandrogyny (E) word count: 45,152 Harry blinks once. And blinks again. And says, his voice dangerous: ā€œNiall, did you get me a mail-order bride?ā€ Because what the actual fuck. It kind of looks like Niallā€™s just purchased a person. For Harry. Niall blinks back at him for a few moments, before throwing his head back and howling with laughter. Harry throws a pillow at him. Hard. ā€œNo, what the fuck, Harry.ā€ ā€œA prostitute then?ā€ Harry also doesn't want a prostitute. ā€œOf course not!ā€ ā€œA stripper?ā€ ā€œNo!ā€ Damn, heā€™s running out of ideas. He settles for launching another pillow at Niallā€™s head. Niall bats it away easily, still laughing. ā€œStop!ā€ ā€œWhat did you get me, then?!ā€ Niall must hear the tinge of hysteria in his voice, because heā€™s pulling himself together, trying to stop himself from laughing. Thereā€™s still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, ā€œI got you a professional cuddler.ā€ A professionalā€¦what. ā€œWhat?ā€
And Now I Date Cate's Brother by sunflouwerhabit (NR) word count: 46,604 A drunken writing session ends with a song detailing the fictitious summer romance between Louis and his former friendā€™s twin brother. It accidentally goes viral.
Some Records Turnin' by crimsontheory (E) word count: 49,330 Harry is a soft alpha who owns a record store and Louis is a closeted singer omega masquerading as an alpha who randomly stumbles into Harryā€™s store.
Carry This Feeling by Awriterwrites, dimpled_halo (E) word count: 49,927 Harry knows, objectively, that he shouldn't try to get his ghostwriter into bed. He knows. But...he finds it hard to resist temptation when Louis waltzes into his home and his life and turns everything upside down. And, as it turns out, Louis might just need a little turning upside down too.
Fall Into Your Gravity by zarah5 (E) word count: 74,004 AU. In which Harry is an overnight pop sensation and Louis steals plants, Zayn pulls Liam's proverbial pigtails and Niall's really just pleased there are more girls for him.
Back From The Edge by sincewewereeighteen (M) word count: 113,059 the one in which Harry is a closeted actor who needs to do a PR stunt during his break, only he wasn't counting on falling for his beard's best friend. It gets messy.
Tired Tired Sea by MediaWhore (M) word count: 113,303 As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.
How Many Times Will It Take (To Get This Right) by LilyBlue28 (E) word count: 157,806 The one where Louis and Harry used to be good friends (and casual fuck buddies), until Harry's music career took off and he left for a world tour. Louis disappeared from his life after that and for the next four years Harry mourns the loss of his friend (and his lover) until fate brings them back together, and Harry's life turns upside down...again.
love is a word, you gave it a name by CuckooTrooke (E) word count: 158,591 After two decades in brutal show business, Louis Tomlinson is trying to restore his tranquility of mind in the peace of Northern Europe where the sun barely sets, Maria's bar is always open, and young Harry has an irresistible spark in his eyes.
Be There by mission2feelike (NR) word count: 179,339 The one where their family has been torn apart and their hearts broken, but an accident, a snowstorm, cinnamon rolls, and the adorable Josie force Louis and Harry to finally face the truth, and each other.
Let Me Be Your Star by lovelarry10 (E) word count: 252,617 Harry Styles has always been a singer, but heā€™s never had much confidence in himself. When his idol is brought on as the new judge on The X-Factor, he figures, what the hell? Heā€™d get to sing and meet his idol. What could go wrong? Louis Tomlinson has always wanted to mentor young musicians. When heā€™s asked to be a judge on The X-Factor, itā€™s a dream come true, everything he ever wanted. What he didnā€™t expect was to meet a curly-headed stranger that would turn his life upside down
0 notes