#sorry for the louis. i'm scared too.

[colonelcuckoo]

[carbonateddelusion]

I'm NORMAL (thinking about the fruit dads/the poly boyfriends with Eddie bc I remembered the picture of Max screaming at Chuck)

[specterllaw]

Mommy or Ma'am? - Mike Ross x Reader / Older Brother Harvey

Summary: After a hospital scare, Mike is put on babysitting duty, which quickly turns into a fun morning for you both

Warnings: SMUT, Switch! reader Switch! Mike

Harvey knew getting Jessica to hire you was a bad idea, he thought he could fully trust you though. You were twenty two it was your first real job, even it was just making copies for everybody in the office when needed.

I was going smoothly for awhile until Monday Morning rolled around, Y/n was on edge because not only did she have tests coming up but she also had sports, work, and helping her older brother Harvey keep his penthouse and office clean and neat. She felt like she was losing it, so whenever she was woken up at 6AM to go to the office she wanted to start crying, she hadn't even been to bed really, only falling asleep twenty minutes before Harvey even woke her up.

You were stuck in the copier room, taking stacks of papers from different associates, and partners and just coping them over and over again. It was working smoothly until you dozed off coping papers and mixed up the order of them, now realizing you messed up very important documents your breathing started to shallow. You heart rate was speeding up and you started to feel dizzy and hot, holding onto the table next to the copier tightly you heard somebody's rushed footsteps approach you all before your eye sight went black. "Woah woah woah" Mike said taking in your unusual state holding you up quickly as your body went limp "Louis! Rachel!" He yelled trying to shake you lightly "C'mon Y/n, wake up" He whispered nervously, not knowing what was going on with you, as he saw Louis walking up to the door he took a breath of relief "Stay here with her, I'm gonna call an ambulance and go get Harvey" Mike said urgently, gently laying you on the ground, using his suit jacket as a cushion under your head, waiting until Louis knelt next to you to try and wake you before rushing through the firm "Donna! call 911! now" He said checking Harvey's office only to see it empty "Mike! Calm down what's going on?" Donna asked worried standing up and resting a hand on his chest "I walked in to get copies from y/n and as soon as I walked in, she fell to the ground- where's Harvey?" He asked quickly before rushing to Jessica's office seeing Harvey sitting in front of her desk. "What do you need, Ross? We're having a very important-" Mike cut Jessica off quickly, and rudely. "Y/n passed out, I don't what happened" He whispered, Harvey looked at Jessica and then Mike "Damnit" he huffed standing up quickly rushing to the copier room right as paramedics were coming up from the elevator and rushing to the same room as him.

Whenever you woke up seeing your room empty made your heart hurt, not even Mike showed up to check on you? What even happened? Right before you could decide on what happened you hear the door latch and in rushes Mike and Harvey fighting on who gets in the room first. "Y/n" Harvey sighed sitting on the side on your bed "Don't ever do whatever you did again" He demanded, thinking he was talking about you messing up the copies and files you started to tear up "I-I'm sorry" You whimpered, terrified you might get fired for all of this "For what? I mean..Whenever you feel worked up..come find me..I understand more than you know, y/n/n" he whispered running a hand over your hair to smooth it out "I get panic attacks too...instead of...blacking out..I puke"He whispered, you studied his face, that explained all the mornings before his trials he'd get sick. "Same goes for you then..come find me" You whispered to him grabbing his hand squeezing it "So what happened?" You added on tilting your head "Exhaustion, y/n" Harvey said sternly "Which means, you're taking the next two days off, to rest, recharge" He said turning his head as Mike coughed awkwardly. "Okay kid, I'll let you speak, but I swear if you try anything with my sister I will kill you" Harvey stated seriously and confidently "Okay okay" Mike grumbled raising his hands up in the air before taking Harvey's seat, Harvey taking a step out into the hallway to call Jessica.

"Mr. Ross" You mumbled, you still felt a little sleepy from whatever they gave you but you were desperate to wake up "Ms. Specter" He quipped back running his hands down his pants legs. "You okay, Mike?" You asked softly sitting up to rest a hand on his shoulder "Y/n..I like you" He whispered "More than a friend, more than a co-worker, and I wanna like you as my girlfriend..but I don't want your brother to kill you" Mike added on resting a hand on yours "How long have you felt like this Mike?" You whispered using your other hand to cup his cheek "Weeks.....You're just..so kind and sassy, and the way you give Harvey shit is just...the proud look you have on your face after you make him speechless is adorable" He rambled "I would have you make copies of random words I had typed up just to see you..that's what I was on my way to do whenever I came into the copier room and found you leaning on the table about to fall.." Mike rambled even farther before you giggled and kissed him deeply

"Can you not shut the hell up Mike?" You mumbled against his lips as he resting a hand on yours, jumping away whenever he heard the door open "Excuse me!" Harvey yelled looking at you both "Care to explain yourselves, children?" He asked crossing his arms like a mother.

You were surprised to see Harvey agree to let Mike stay over, he claimed it was just to 'help you sleep, like you claimed' but you felt like he preferred you not to be home. As you walked into your room you smiled as Mike who was already ready for bed, striped to nothing but his boxers, truth was you and Mike had slept together, a couple of times, you both had agreed it was strictly friends with benefits until just yesterday at the hospital. "Ready for me to help you sleep?" Mike quoted playfully "Yes sir" You giggled climbing onto the bed, straddling Mike's lap as you looked down at him "Ah ah, Princess needs to rest, let me do all the work, baby" he whispered before using his hips and body force to flip you two over to where he was hovering over you.

"Look. At. Me" Mike demanded, you were on your third orgasm now, Harvey was long gone at work now and Mike was spending the day inside of with you, specifically taking turns making each other cum, but now Mike had taken it into his own hands to make you forget your own name, and you were 10000% okay with that. You felt Mike's hand grab your chin forcefully having you look up "I said look at me." He growled as he kept grinding his hips, his dick still buried six and a half inches deep inside of you, you moaned loudly leaning your head further back into the pillows, biting your lip as you made eye contact with Mike, whining and moaning loudly again. You couldn't help it, between his shiny lips from going down on you, to the messy ass hair from you pulling on it, or making the sex drunk look with the lazy smirk as his face as he fucked you into oblivion. "F-Fuck Mike!" You whimpered as he spit forcefully down where his cock entered inside of you before rubbing your clit with two fingers. You couldn't take it, you wanted to scream but you knew your brother would get a noise complaint and he'd know what you two were doing, home alone.

"My slut can take it" Mike whispered in your ear as he wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing tightly as he started to thrust his hips alot faster than he previously was "Fuck fuck fuck Mike!" You screamed trying to close your legs but Mike just held them back open, continuing the sweet abuse on your clit, you could feel yourself getting close to the breaking point of cumming again and you knew Mike didn't care. You gasped loudly arching your back as he started fucking you alot faster, the hand around your throat tightening and it just added to your pleasure. "Cum, slut" Mike growled, not letting his hips falter its pace as he watched you cum, the way your face scrunched up, or the way your pussy squeezed around his cock as tight as possible, or maybe it was the fact you were screaming his name while leaving scratch marks all down his back but whatever it was, he wanted to remember it forever. You started to whimper, his cock moving inside of you beginning to become way too much for you to handle "Hold on baby..Use your words, you know what to say to stop, Daddy's so close though" Mike panted as he kept fucking you, his little whimpers were enough to get you wet yet again, but this time it sparked an idea. Once Mike started to pull out you glared at him, giving him a look that says 'you'll regret that' "Keep fucking me, baby" You whispered grabbing his boxer waist band that was tugged down below his cock, using it to pull him back closer, and his cock back deeper inside of you "Keep fucking mommy" You moaned arching your back, Mike whined before rolling onto his back pulling you ontop of him "Fuck keep talking please, you're so fucking hot" He moaned grinding his hips up "So Mike Ross is also a bottom?" You gasped playfully before holding his hips down "In that case, hips down, slut" You demanded before starting to grind and bounce your hips slowly on his lap, moving his cock in and out of you at a slow pace, making Mike try and sit up quickly, once he realized that wasn't happening he attempted to try and speed up your pace by thrusting his hips up but you just grabbed his hair and tugged it back, using the opportunity to leave hickeys down his neck. "F-Fuck Ma'am" Mike whined sitting up holding you close to him before taking one of your nipples in his mouth, swiping his tongue over it along with gently nipping at it, all making you increase the speed you were going. Mike was a whining wiggling mess, desperate to fuck you again and get his pleasure, he hadn't been a bottom since high school when he fucked the popular girl so this was extremely extremely hot for him.

"You wanna fuck me, baby?" You whispered in his ear dragging your nails down his back "Yes. yes yes yes Mommy, ma'am, yes, whatever you want me to call you just please let me fuck you, I wanna make you cum again" He whined trying to move his hips up against you as you lifted your hips up so it was just the tip inside of you. "Then take whats yours, Mike.." You whispered before kissing him deeply, he flipped you again, fucking you alot more erratic and harder, slamming into your pussy like it was the last time he'd ever fuck anybody. "Fuck!" You both shouted, yours more of a moan while Mike's was a full whine. You gasped feeling him cum inside of you, something you weren't expecting considering he had a condom, you couldn't think too much about it as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach snap as you came for the fifth or sixth time that morning.

As Mike pulled out you watched him stare down in horror and shock "Y/n..The condom broke.." He mumbled looking towards you as you were laying down trying to catch your breath.

[auras-moonstone]

girl, i’m in dire need of some jack angst!! (i know, i’m crazy for wanting my heart to be ripped out by your beautiful writing in the saddest way possible😂)

maybe he and the reader have been dating for a few months and have their first big fight, maybe he’s been a little too close to a girl the reader has been having weird gut feelings about. they break up after some harsh words were said, and a few weeks later the reader sees that he’s dating the girl he told her not to worry about 👀

a few months pass, and jack and the girl break up bc he can’t get over the reader, and he tries to win her back, but soon realises he lost her for good when he sees her ar an event or something with someone else, and it’s clear that they’re more than friends.

(i kinda envision this as actress!reader x jack. and the event could be the oscars + the reader’s new bf could also be an A list celeb)

lyrics that could inspire you:

“'Cause there we are again when I loved you so, Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known” - All Too Well (Taylor’s Version)

“I'm sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind, Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life” - I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

thank you so much and i’m sorry if this req is all over the place 😂😂❣️

hii! this might be one of the saddest things i’ve written yet. hope you like it<3

break me like a promise — jack champion

word count: 2,949

pairing: jack champion x actress!fem!reader, louis partridge x fem!reader (brief).

summary: jack breaks y/n’s heart, and after ten months he is determined to win her back, he sees her being happy with someone else.

author’s note: when i read “readers new bf could be a celeb” i knew i had to include the other love of my life aka louis partridge aka london boy.

Y/N AND JACK HAD MET THROUGH JENNA ORTEGA. The latter and Y/N both worked for Netflix, so they bumped into each other in lots of events and eventually became super close. And, knowing how big of a Scream fan Y/N was, Jenna invited her over to set and that’s where she met Jack.

No one could deny that sparks flew instantly between them, not even the two people involved. And that scared Y/N a bit, because her last relationship had left her with insecurities and trust issues, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to dive into another relationship.

Jack had been very understanding about it, and told her that they should start as friends. He assured her that he would wait as long as she needed to, that she was worth it. And after months and months of therapy, Y/N finally felt ready to try things with Jack.

They were in a lavender haze for months. Her relationship with Jack was unlike anything Y/N had experienced before. The love she felt for him was so strong that there was no way to put it into words. Jack was her best friend—he had held her hand as she healed, and drew stars around the scars that the previous relationship had left on her. And she never would have thought he was going to be the one who made the wounds bleed again.

Jealousy is often seen as a toxic feeling, and after talking with her shrink about it, Y/N came to a conclusion—the toxicity depends on the way you handle that feeling. So Y/N decided to put her fears on the table, instead of jumping into conclusions. That’s what she thought would be the most healthy thing to do. Jack would be honest with her, and the thoughts that had been eating her alive would disappear.

But as soon as she said the words and saw Jack’s expression of irritation, Y/N knew she should’ve kept her mouth shut.

“Seriously? I can’t have female friend now” Jack spat furiously.

“What?! Of course you can. That’s not what I’m saying” Y/N said calmly. “I just… she clearly has feelings for you. And I’m not saying you should stop hanging out with her, I just need to know if she’s just a friend to you… or if there is room for more.”

“I can’t fucking believe you’re telling me this.” he shook his head in disbelief.

“Jack, I’m not accusing you of cheating or anything, really. You’ve been spending so much time with her…” more than with me, she wanted to add. But that would make things worse. “and I just have this weird feeling. I need to know how you really feel, that’s it. If you tell me you don’t like her, I’ll believe you. But please be honest with me.”

“What I really feel is that you’re suffocating me with your shitty problems.” his demeanour was so calm, but his words were sharp as knives, and they cut right through her heart. She had trouble believing the words had actually left his mouth. “I’ve waited for you for months, I helped you through all of it. And now you’re making this shit up? Grow up.”

Y/N felt like throwing up. She felt like she was about to spit her heart. “You don’t mean that.” her voice broke. “In all of these months, when have I ever brought up one of your female friends? Not once. Because I know they are only friends. But with her, Jack, I just feel like there is something more. And yes, maybe I’m overthinking, but that’s why I’m asking. That’s it. I’m just asking, Jack.”

“Stop being so fucking paranoid. I get that your ex cheated on you, but stop seeing ghosts everywhere.”

“Why are you being so mean? Why are you avoiding the question? It’s simple, Jack. Do you have feelings for her?” Y/N asked, the knot in her throat grew in size when she noticed he couldn’t look her in the eyes. “Jack?”

“We’re just friends, jesus!” he said annoyed. Y/N wanted so bad to play dumb, to pretend she couldn’t see he was lying.

“You know I can read you like a book, right?” she asked softly, sad. “When you lie, you can’t look me in the eyes, you play with your hands and bite the inside of your cheeks.”

“Y/N… fucking drop it. I’m tired of this”

“We are over, Jack” she tried to walk towards the door, but he grabbed her and pulled her against his chest, trapping her in his arms.

He saw the tears steaming down her face and cursed himself. “Shit. No, please. Let’s talk. I’m sorry” he sound like he was about to cry, and Y/N knew she needed to leave. Because even though he had hurt her, the soft spot in her heart was still reserved for him.

“No, let’s just leave it like this because if you keep talking, I’m afraid I might end up resenting you, and I don’t want that.”

“I love you, Y/N” Jack hugged her tightly. “Please let’s fix this. I promise you nothing happened with her, and nothing will.”

“I love you too, but I don’t believe you. I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore” and so she stepped away for the arms she loved the most in the world and left without glancing back. If she did, she knew she wouldn’t be able to leave.

EVER SINCE SHE WALKED OUT OF JACK’S HOUSE TWO WEEKS AGO, Y/N HAD BEEN OVERWORKING HERSELF TO AVOID HER THOUGHTS OF JACK CREEPING INTO HER MIND. She had stayed out of social media, and had deleted Jack’s number from her phone to avoid temptations. Her friends kept their eyes on her all the time, worried about the inevitable breakdown. You can only hold back for so long before it becomes too much.

Louis, her co-star, had been by her side as much as he could. And, like every morning, he was waiting for her on her trailer with a caramel macchiato and a shiny grin on his handsome face.

“And a chocolate chip muffin?” Y/N asked, seeing the mouth-watering treat next to her Starbucks drink. “What’s the special occasion?”

Louis stared at her, frowning. Not any indications of having had a break down, not even puffy eyes, which meant one thing—she hadn’t seen the pictures yet. “Nothing” he blurted, showing his charming smile. “Just saw it and had to buy it.”

“You really need to stop buying me these breakfasts, Lou. I’m going to get cavities” Y/N said taking a sip of her overly sweet drink.

“But look at how happy it makes you. Cavities will be worth it, don’t you think?”

“You may have a point. Scoot over” she told him, nudging his leg with her foot. Louis moved his body so that she could sit next to him on the small couch. It was not made for two people, so they were basically pressed against the other, yet they found it comfortable. Especially Louis, whose insides melted because of the closeness between them—his not so tiny crush on her was painfully obvious.

“What are you doing?” Louis asked, trying to keep his voice calm as she unlocked her phone.

“I forgot to check which surprise songs Taylor sang last night” she answered as she opened twitter. “Oh god”

“What?!” Louis squealed.

“She sang Cornelia Street and You’re on your own kid! And I wasn’t there, Lou!” she dramatically dropped her head on his chest. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief. “What is going on with you?” she laughed.

“Nothing. Why?” he laughed awkwardly.

“I don’t know, you’re extra jumpy and panicky today.”

“I’m always jumpy and panicky around you.” he said, trying to brush it off.

“No, you’re not” Y/N furrowed her eyes, locking her phone. Louis eyed the action and his chest relaxed. The girl noticed that, so she unlocked it again and started scrolling through Twitter. On her periphery, she saw the boy’s body tensing again. So it had to do with social media, she guessed. “Louis, I’m not dumb. Tell me what is going on.”

“Nothing” he repeated. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Lou, I love you but you’re getting on my nerves right now. I hate being lied to, you know that.”

Y/N’s vulnerable eyes were his weakness, so he sighed and took her hand in his. “This weekend, some fans caught Jack walking around the city with a girl… and they… um, saw them kissing and holding hands.”

Y/N felt her heart drop, and her eyes started to sting. No. She wasn’t going to cry. She hadn’t let herself cry for two weeks and she was not going to start now. “Oh.”

“Give me your phone” Louis said softly. She was too lost in her own mind to question it, so she just obeyed. “I deleted Tik Tok and Instagram. And silenced any Jack related stuff on Twitter. You don’t need to see those pictures.”

“Louis… the girl… is it her?” Y/N asked, trying to keep her voice in control.

“Stop” his voice was firm.

“I want to move on, Lou. And for that, I need to know I was right first.” she pleaded. “Is it her?” her friend nodded slowly as he brought her to his chest. Y/N did a little nod too, and tried to stand up. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Y/N…” he grabbed her elbow to push her back.

“Lou, please. I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to think about it.” he noticed she was two seconds away to burst into tears. And as much as he knew he would hate the sight of her weeping, it was necessary.

“I know you don’t, Y/N/N, but you have to if you want to move on. You’re never getting over this if you keep ignoring your need to cry.”

“I’m just afraid that if I do, I won’t be able to stop.” she confessed, tears starting to blur her vision.

“It feels like that now, but I promise you it’ll be good for you. You have been holding it back for weeks, and once you let it all out, you’ll start to heal” he said as he played with her hair.

“Two weeks… it took him two weeks to go off and date her. And it’s not only some girl… it’s her. He told me I was paranoid, and now he proved me right.”

Jack had promised nothing would happen between him and that girl, and now he broke his promise just like he had broken her heart two weeks ago.

After the realisation, it was like something snapped inside of Y/N, and one sob turned into desperate crying. Her fragile body shook under Louis’ arms, and he wished he could stop her pain. But he couldn’t, so he just stayed there with her holding her as she let it all out.

AS MUCH AS SHE HOPED THE CRYING WOULD EASE THE PAIN, IT DIDN’T. It had been months of being in a rollercoaster of feelings, sometimes she was okay, sometimes she was great and sometimes she was so low not even Louis’ hugs could lift her up.

The days where she didn’t have to shoot were the worst, because she spent hours in bed and her brain betrayed her by bringing the memories of Jack back. She missed him so much, it was completely agonizing. Why?, she asked herself when the room was dark and she couldn’t sleep. Why did he get to move on while she had to spend her days like that? She has been trying to pick up her heart while Jack was all lovey-dovey with the girl he swore was just his friend.

Jack continued her life without her, while Y/N woke up everyday with his memory over her. She longed for the picture of Jack’s dazzling smile to be gone from her mind. She prayed to forget the sound of his voice as he whispered the sweetest of things on her ear. She wished she could stop hearing his angelic laugh everywhere. She wanted to stop feeling the ghost of his touch against her skin. To forget that his lips were soft and that every time they were pressed against hers she could feel goosebumps all over her body. Y/N just wanted to stop being haunted by the memories of Jack.

Louis had slowly helped her through the process of moving on. He was there to offer his warmth when the wrenching thoughts triggered the waves of tears, and he was also there to make her break a smile once the sobbing stopped.

After eight months, the flood of her tears successfully carried away the thoughts of Jack, and Y/N knew she was finally clean. Not that she didn’t miss him, because Jack was her first love after all, and a small part of her would always love him.

It took her a few more months to be sure if she was ready to risk it again, but Louis’ sweet disposition, how he saw the best in her even in her worst times, showed her that he was worth it. And so she she watched it began again with him.

JACK AND THE GIRL LASTED FOR TWO MONTHS. He never intended to have something with her, but she was interested and he was lonely and sad, so he said yes. But reality crept in soon—he loved Y/N with all his heart and no matter who he was with, his thoughts would always go back to her.

He had been texting her for months, but she had blocked his number. He knew he could easily drive to her house, but he didn’t want to add salt to the multiple wounds he had inflicted on her, it would be selfish. So when Jack saw that Avatar 4 and Y/N’s drama film were both nominated for the Oscars, he knew it was his chance to make things right. To bring back the only real thing he had ever known.

But he didn’t plan on seeing her with someone else. And he knew they weren’t there together just as co-stars, they were each other’s date. The spark in Y/N’s eyes when she looked at Louis was familiar to Jack—it was the way they used to shine just for him. Jack had been the one to extinguish the spark on her eyes, and Louis had managed to light them up again.

And he wasn’t even mad or jealous. He actually felt happy and sad. Jack didn’t understand how it was possible for two opposite feelings to co-exist in his body at the same time. He realized it was a lost battle, yet he needed to do talk to her. For the sake of their once marvellous relationship.

Y/N got out of the bathroom and into the crowded room, but the thousands of people in it became blurry once she recognized the silhouette of a handsome tall boy leaning against the entrance. “Jack?” his name left her lips in a mix of anguish and surprise.

“Hey” he said softly. You look beautiful, he wanted to add, but restrained himself. “I wanted to talk to you.” Jack saw her grimace and continued before she could stop him. “I know. I know it’s the last thing you want, I just need to get this off my chest. You’re not paranoid or insecure. You never overwhelmed me with your problems. You were right, and I was a shitty boyfriend, friend and person, and you have been so amazing and patient… and I’m so sorry, Y/N. I never deserved your love.”

“You did… up until that night.” she said in all honesty. “I loved you so much, and then you said all of those things. I can’t forget about it, because I never expected those words to come out of your mouth.”

“I know, and I really don’t expect you to forgive me. It’s okay and understandable if you don’t, but I needed you to know that those things I said weren’t true at all.” Jack said, pressing his lips in a thin line. “To be honest, I came here with the mind set of trying to win you back” he confessed, and let out a little laugh, as if the idea was now ridiculous. “But I saw you with him and I know that I’ve lost you for good. Are you happy with him?”

Y/N saw his deep brown eyes starting to get glossy and her insides melted. She didn’t see him with romantic eyes anymore, but it didn’t mean the love was gone. She still cared for him with every bone in her body. “I am. He’s amazing.”

Jack smiled. Genuinely smiled, so widely that it made a few tears drop, and before she knew it, Y/N’s cheeks were wet too. “That’s great, Y/N/N. Really great. I’m happy for you.”

And that was the moment Y/N knew Jack honestly regretted the words he had said before their breakup. “I forgive you.”

The tall boy’s eyes widened “What?”

“I forgive you.” she repeated. “And you deserve to be happy too, okay?”

“Thank you” Jack said breathlessly, wiping away the tears.

“I need to go. But it was nice to see you, thank you for coming to talk to me. For real. I really needed that, I think we both needed that.”

And so they both smiled to each other one last time before parting ways. There was nothing left to say, staying friends had never been an option with them. They loved each other too much for that. When it came to Y/N and Jack, it was everything or nothing at all.

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

Katsuki Bakugou x Popular/MeanGirl!reader - oneshot about Katsuki loving his ruthless girlfriend!

Ok, the title is a little misleading, you're not that mean! you just do unto others what they do to you...and Katsuki loves it. As always, please let me know if you want more, and if you have any ideas for the future <3 calling this a songfic, because it's hugely based on Don't Touch! by Lil Mariko

warnings: lots of cursing, mentions of castration, and one chaotic good(?) reader

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When you first arrived at UA, a late entry as you lived in the Americas prior, everyone loved you, and surprisingly that included Bakugou. Of course, it took him a long time to warm up all the way, but you started dating after a few months of getting to know each other. What could he say? You were pretty, smart, patient with him, and best of all, you didn't take crap. He learned that the first week of your arrival, when his attempt to bully you fell short. You actually took a liking to him, so he was spared most of the passive aggressive fate he saw you give some others. You were just nice to people who were nice to you, ergo most considered you sweet as candy while some considered you a total bitch.

You were hot and you knew it, and believe it or not it caused a lot of people to spread rumors about you. He'll never forget the first time he saw you in action, it was as satisfying as it was attractive. While walking to lunch, a pair of 2nd years were standing to the side whispering and pointing to you. one of them yelled out, "slut," while the other laughed. You, being the bad bitch that you are, turned around, smiled pleasantly, and put on your best innocent demeanor. "aw, I'm really sorry for getting your dick hard, maybe next time try and keep your eyes a little higher, yeah?" It. Was. Magnificent. The two were flabbergasted to say the least, and Katsuki himself was glad to finally see someone who didn't act like a saint all the time.

Long story short, you were his other half, and he had gotten used to your mocking, sarcastic way of handling assholes...until the day of the Sports Festival. You and Katsuki were were perusing the food stands, you dragging him around from place to place, him trailing behind like the grump he was. One stand actually caught his eye, a sign claiming to have the spiciest sauce in the city to compliment their renowned Takoyaki. You were standing with him, looking around while holding his hand, when out of the corner of your eye you saw someone point towards you. You didn't turn your head, not wanting them to know you noticed, but kept an ear out to see what they were saying.

"yeah, he's the one I was telling you about."

"that guy? No way he's with a girl like her."

"I know, right? He has to be keeping her with him, probably scaring her into staying."

Oh hell no. You weren't going to let this slide, it was one thing to talk about you, but a whole other thing to talk about your relationship. You whipped around, yanking a very confused Katsuki with you. Katsuki had heard the two talking, but was far too enamored with the spicy sauce to actually listen. "Hey," You yelled, using a voice Katsuki hadn't heard out of you before as you raised the hand holding Katsuki's into the air for all to see. "See this?! This means he loves me, so next time you go and make assumptions, why don't you keep your damn mouth shut?!" You step closer to the pair of stunned teens, wearing a look that could kill. Your voice was low and menacing now, making sure they understood every syllable. "Next time I hear you talk shit about my boyfriend, I'll take the Louis Vuitton's He bought me, hunt you down, and castrate you."

The two whimpered, stuttering out a response but unable to finish before running off with their tails between their legs. You watched them dash, one hand on your hip and the other in Katsuki's, before turning to him with that same bubbly smile you always had. "Alright, let's go get ice cream, I'm still hungry!" He had this unreadable expression on his face, and when you tried to pull him to the ice cream he stood stock still. "...What...?" You were fearing the worst.

Were you too much for him? Did he realize he wanted someone nicer, like Ururaka or Momo? This time, he did dragging of his own, yanking you in the opposite direction. He pulled you along without another word, looking left to right, before stopping next to an empty vending stand. "Katsuki, what are you doing," You asked, he was worrying you.

He looked around again, making sure no one was watching, before yanking into the stand with him.

He never answered you with words, but the way he made out with you for the remainder of the Festival break kind of spoke for him. Right then, when you were threatening those extras, was the moment he realized he loved you. Actually, no. He already knew he loved you, despite the fact he never said it (yet). Right then was the moment he knew he'd marry you. You wouldn't know that story from his perspective until he told it at your wedding.

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hope you enjoyed, I had this story on my mind all last night and was just itching to write it! let me know if you want more of this!

[cosmic-evening]

ᯓ★ it's been ages, different stages

kaminari x gn!reader

based on habit by louis tomlinson

read pt.1 here

fuck you, denki.

we're done.

denki knows he's really fucked up when even bakugo tells him off about it.

he knows he's been an idiot. who just leaves their date at the restaurant without telling them he wasn't coming?

it had slipped his mind. it really did, but when he went to text you about it, he found his messages turning green. there's a heavy feeling in his heart when he realises that you've blocked him.

he tries to play it off in front of his friends. he always said he'd mess up eventually, so what did you expect? he wasn't known around the school as boyfriend material, so this really shouldn't have come as a surprise.

none of his friends buy it. denki keeps up the pretence anyway.

until he sees you coming back to the dorms with todoroki. it's just to two of you, laughing and chatting as you bid each other goodnight and disappear into your dorms.

he could feel the exact moment, after the door to your dorm shut, that his friends' heads turn to look at him.

it's hard to pretend he doesn't care.

a week goes by of you hanging out with todoroki.

denki can't stand it.

he can't stand knowing it was his fault. that he wants you to hang out with him, but it's his fault you're not talking to him. you haven't talked to him in a week.

he can't help but see the way you laugh at todoroki's jokes instead of his.

the way his stomach drops when he sees that restaurant down the street.

the way he sees something you would find hilarious on the internet, but he can't send it to you.

it kills him.

his final bit of resolve snaps as he makes his way to your dorm room.

he knows he shouldn't, but his heart betrays his brain as he knocks, three times, on the door he knows you're behind.

"who is it?" your voice makes the knot in his stomach tighten. god, he's missed you.

"it's me."

denki can't being himself to say more.

there's a pause. all movement from inside your dorm ceases. denki holds his breath.

"...kaminari?" your voice is quiet. like you're unsure, and a little scared.

denki's heart clenches at the sound of his last name. suddenly, all bravado he had mustered up vanishes.

"yeah. can i come in?"

you open the door slightly.

denki's shoulders sag in relief, but he doesn't miss the way your eyes are guarded, wary of his presence in your dorm.

the inside of your dorm is exactly the same as he remembers, except the framed photo of the two of you was gone.

denki tries his best to ignore it.

"um, so... i wanted to say i'm sorry."

you scoff. "a bit too late for that, huh?"

denki mentally kicks himself.

"please," he tries again. "hear me out. i'm not above begging."

you cross your arms, but your lack of protest is enough for denki to keep going.

"i'm so, so sorry. i didn't mean to leave you at the restaurant, i swear. i just got caught up at training and i completely forgot to tell you. i even got flowers for you." he holds them out, and you can see that they're slightly wilted. "i know they look pretty shit right now, but that's because i picked them up last week."

one look at your face tells him you're not convinced.

"this week... it's been hell. i got the time and space i thought i wanted, but it's not what i needed. there's nothing i regret more than not spending more time with you. i was out of control, and i'm sorry i let you down."

you've never seen denki so mature before.

it's almost impressive.

"i guess i learned- but i already knew this- that i'm better with you. and i miss you so much. i'm so sorry, y/n. i'll never stop trying to find ways to make it up to you, if you'll let me."

there are tears pricking in your eyes. "denki..."

denki's eyes light up. he hates the spark of hope growing in him.

"i tried so hard to forget you. to move on. but... you're like a habit i can't break." you confess.

denki smiles, for the first time in a week. "then i never want to break this habit."

for @juni0njup1terr

[daisyblog]

Son

Too Young Masterlist Summary: YN and Louis welcome their baby.

It was the 25th of January, and YN was 36 weeks pregnant. Coming towards the end of her pregnancy meant she was faced with aches, pains and discomfort. She had moved into her own house in Manchester a few weeks ago, with the help from Harry and her Mum. Louis had asked her to move closer to London, but YN wanted to be live closer to her Mum so she could help with the baby.

As the boys tour wasn’t starting for another few weeks, Harry was staying with YN to keep her company and to help her get settled in her new home.

Harry had just put up some family photos on the wall as YN had asked, when he noticed her facial expression change as she held her now round bump.

"You alright?". Harry walked closer to where she was standing.

YN nodded. "Yeah...braxton hicks I think.".

"Are you sure? You look like you're in pain.". Harry wasn't an expert but the way YN was starting to hunch over told him different.

"Yeah..they can be painful."

As the afternoon went on, so the pain was getting worse. YN had stopped several times from what she was doing, to breath through the pain.

"I'm phoning Mum." Harry announced as he watched YN hunched over the counter top.

---

YN was admitted to the labour and delivery ward once she had arrived at the hospital due to them suspecting she was in early labour.

When Anne arrived to YN's after Harry's phone call, she knew her daughter may be in labour when she found her taking deep breaths and holding onto her growing tummy. As Harry drove the three of them to the hospital, Anne rang Louis to tell him what was happening.

With Anne by her side, and Harry in the waiting area, a midwife examined YN and confirmed she was in early labour and due to her only being 36 weeks, she would need to go straight to the delivery suite.

"Mum...I'm scared...the baby can't come yet." YN began to feel anxious that her baby was coming early.

Stroking a stray piece of hair from the face, Anne reassured her. "It's okay my darling...you're in safe hands here...I'll be here too.".

---

Louis and Jay had arrived at the hospital around 2 hours after Anne had called. They hurried down the corridors, searching for Harry's familiar face. When they saw him sitting on one of the chairs, Louis ran towards him.

"Hey..is she okay?" Louis asked, knowing how quickly all this had happened.

Harry stood from his chair at the sound of Louis voice. "Yeah she’s alright, my Mum said she's doing okay."

Before Louis and Jay walked towards the large double doors to find YN's delivery room, Harry's voice stopped them.

"Lou?" Louis turned around. "Look after her in there for me.".

Jay smiled at how protective Harry was of his sister. "I will, I promise." Louis reassured him.

---

YN had been in labour for 6 hours, when the contractions had gotten severely worse. She was bouncing on the large birthing ball, trying to ease the pain as she held the gas and air in her hand.

"You're doing so well my love." Anne encouraged her daughter, knowing exactly how she was feeling, having given birth herself.

"You're actually making this look easy sweetheart." Jay also complimented her, having been through this experience many of times. By giving birth herself and being a midwife.

Louis felt useless as he sat on a chair next to the bed. He wanted to help but didn't know how. "Do you wanna hold my hand?" he asked. "You can squeeze it tight whenever you're in pain.".

YN shot him a dirty look. "No keep your hands over there...that's the reason I'm in this pain.".

Anne and Jay shared a look, trying not to laugh at YN's words. "I'm sorry." Louis mumbled.

"I wouldn’t take it personally, lots of the mothers tend to get a little annoyed at their partners during labour.” The midwife who was sat in the room tried to reassure Louis.

“We’re not together.” YN corrected the midwife, in between her contractions. “I had too much vodka and here we are.”.

“YN!”. Anne scolded her daughter, when she saw the sad look on Louis face. YN took more gas and air, as she felt the pain increase. “I didn’t say I didn’t have a good night.”.

Louis eyes were wide as he stared at YN, not believing what she had just said. Anne and Jay were just as shocked and for their own benefit decided it was best they forget what YN had just said.

“When the Mums have gas and air, they tend to say exactly what they’re thinking.” The midwife explained to Louis, to prepare him for else YN may say. ---

Anne and Jay had decided to go for a little walk and to keep Harry company for a little bit, as the midwife had explained that YN’s labour was still in the early stages.

“My back is hurting.” YN cried out as she stood next to the bed, moving her hips gently to try and get some ease. The gas and air still glued to her hand.

“Do you want an epidural?” The midwife asked, as she looked down at YN’s notes.

YN shook her head, as she took another breath of gas and air. “No, I want to do this on my own.”.

“I know this may be a little strange for you.” The midwife began. “But often Mums find the pain eases a little when the partner…or Dads are involved in labour.” Louis glanced at the petite midwife, silently asking her what she was referring to. “Whether that may be holding their hand or just words of encouragement…or often a little back massage.”.

“YN…this doesn’t have to be weird.” Louis quietly spoke. “Let me be here for you.”.

As another contraction hit, YN hunched over the bed and brought the gas and air up to her mouth to take another breath. Louis took control and gently massaged his fingers into the bottom of her back.

“You’re doing really well YN.” The midwife encouraged. “Keep breathing through them.”.

Within a few minutes, a gush of water fell from between YN’s legs, meaning her waters had broke.

“Okay YN, that was yours waters breaking.” The midwife began to explain. “Which is good, but it means the contractions are going to be more painful and frequent.”.

---

A few hours later.

Anne and Jay had returned a few hours ago and was happy to see YN allowing Louis to help. The midwife wasn’t wrong about the contractions, YN clung onto the gas and air and held onto Louis hand as she breathed though each one. “I can’t do this anymore.”.

“You can love…you’re doing it.” Louis moved some of the loose hair away from YN’s face as she sat on the bed. “Just think, our baby will be here soon.”.

YN breathed in the gas and air for what felt like the millionth time, she felt the pain ease. “You can give birth next time.” The gas and air did the talking,

Louis was about to make a joke about him not releasing they were going to have another baby, but he decided it wasn’t the right time, as YN continued to hold onto him for support.

“I feel like I need to push.” YN announced, causing the midwife to stop writing notes.

“If you lay down on the bed, I’ll give you a quick examination.” The midwife pulled on some gloves as YN did asked was asked.

Louis was about to walk to the other side of the room to give YN some privacy, when she reached to hold his hand.

“Good news…you’re 9cm” the midwife announced, causing Anne and Jay to get excited. “What I want you to do is…listen to your body and keep that gas and air close.”

---

YN had been pushing for 30 minutes when she was about to give up. “I can’t do this…I’m so tired.”.

“Darling you’re nearly there…a few more pushes and your baby will be here.”. Anne encouraged her daughter.

“I can see the baby’s head…give me a couple more pushes.”. The midwife added.

“You can do this sweetheart.” Jay spoke, looking at Louis to join in their encouragement.

“YN…I know you’re tired…but just think of how much you want to hod our baby…and think of how much love their going to have…and all the memories we can make.” Louis rambled on, whilst he continued to hold her hand.

Three pushes later and a lot of “I can’t do this”, a loud cry erupted in the room as YN fell back into the pillow on the bed, completely exhausted.

Anne and Jay held eachother as they looked on at the scene, their babies baby. Louis looked towards the midwife, completely in awe of the little baby that she held in her hands.

“Congratulations Mum and Dad…you have a little boy!”. The midwife congratulated them as she placed their son on YN’s chest.

Tears ran down YN and Louis cheeks, as they started down at the precious baby that they had created.

“I’m so proud of you.” Louis placed a peck on YN’s forehead. “You’ve given me the best gift of life.”.

---

It was a couple of hours later and YN was now showered and recovering in her own little room. Anne and Jay had gone to get Harry, as he was now allowed to the ward to see them.

Louis was cradling his new son in his arms, as he sat on the chair next to the bed where YN was resting watching them.

“He looks like you.” YN commented.

“I guess my genes are strong.” Louis joked, as he looked down at his mini self.

“Should we tell them what we’ve named him?” YN asked:

Louis nodded. “Do you think Harry will like it?”.

“I bloody hope so!” YN laughed.

The sound of the door opening, caused them both to look and in came Anne, Jay and Harry.

Harry went straight over to his sister and carefully wrapped his arms around her. “I’m so proud of you…I heard you were amazing.”

“Thanks H”. YN hugged him tighter. “Do you want to meet your nephew?”.

Harry nodded as he looked over at Louis who still had the little one cuddled up in a blanket. “Congratulations mate!” Harry wrapped his arms around Louis, careful not to disturb the sleeping baby.

“Thanks lad!” Louis smiled at his best friend. “Here have a cuddle.”.

Harry held his nephew in his arms after Louis had gently passed him over. “You’ve stamped him well.” Harry directed his comment to Louis, causing everyone to laugh because everyone has commented on how much the baby looks like Louis.

“We’ve decided on a name.” YN spoke. All eyes were now on her waiting for the name to be revealed. “Lou…do you want to tell them?”.

“Arthur Harry Tomlinson!”.

“Oh what a beautiful name!” Anne complimented as she sat next to her daughter on the bed.

“I love it…our little Arthur bear!” Jay smiled widely.

Harry swallowed down the tears that were about to spill. “I love you guys!”.

---

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[butcharyastark]

i keep thinking about iwtv and audience/voyuerism/story as violence. everything you are about to see is real. you are all complicit, repugnant, and appalling. the way louis in s1 refuses to show daniel all of claudia's diaries to protect her privacy and the horrors of some of her traumas, because he knows once it's out, it's out, and he can't control the narrative of claudia's own trauma anymore. louis telling claudia in the first ep of the new season, stop feeling sorry for yourself, nobody's watching. but we are watching. we only see this scene to begin with because louis is telling daniel about it, and this is apparently part of the story and experience louis is willing to be clipped into the eventual finalized story of their lives he's trusting daniel with. the way the pages of claudia's thoughts on some of her worst traumas were purposely removed from the book, from daniel's view, from the glimpse of the narrative at all, but now it's come up again in s2 with louis asking armand to bring them back out for him.

claudia's innocence of childhood being taken away from her as a teenager, simultaneously adultified by society and her parents as a black girl, simultaneously frozen in the body of young girl even as she ages beyond that, forever unable to be allowed to define herself in how people first see her. claudia constantly trying to find herself, control herself, redefine herself (struggle over her hunger, the continuing reassertion over her body and agency with fashion, the changing familial titles for her with louis and lestat), and how she always wants to connect with someone else and be seen for who she feels she is in her identity, as a vampire, as an adult, as a black girl with no one else to love but these two fucked up parents who can't or won't show her the care and respect she needs.

and now she finds the coven who claim to see her in making her part of their family, in wanting her there at all, but immediately turn around--even already knowing she's been a vampire for decades--and force her once more into a role she hates, making her a baby for the next several decades, as well. and they're going to do so while putting her up on that stage and making the entire audience see that, too, every single week.

idk. but i'm scared for claudia and i feel like we're the audience watching her trapped in the narrative of someone else's story and history and time.

[starxdame]

Here are a bunch of thoughts and character analysis(?) on Armand :

(I don't own any of the gifs used)

(English is not my first language, I'm sorry for the mistakes you might find)

(I haven't read the books, all my information is based on the tv show.)

Warning : I will be harsh and detailed on Louis's and Claudia's actions, this doesn't mean that I hate their character, on the contrary, I love them, but they can be extremely manipulative and I will not pretend like they're a innocent pookies. No one is innocent in this story, there are no heroes, just broken souls.

1/3 PARIS

I believe that before Armand and Louis got close, Armand's power over the coven was strong.

He had been their leader for over 200 years, Santiago was subdued and so were the others.

But when Santiago asked if Armand and Louis were companions and Louis immediately said no, he made Armand, who said "yes" , look like a fool.

I believe that it was a huge deal for the coven because Armand's security and leadership cracked.

Armand was weak, therefore vulnerable.

On the emotional side of things I think it's clear to see how much Louis's "no" meant to Armand, it probably stuck to his brain and made him perpetually insecure about Louis's feelings.

In the dinner scene it happened again, Armand is distracted by his feelings and doesn't realized that his lack of control of Louis is hurting his role.

Louis doesn't care about the power game being played, he is a hurricane, he disrupts the company's balance by staying close to Claudia and by being around the coven without following any of the rules they have to endure.

When Louis attacks Santiago, a member of the coven is being attacked and the leader is essentially useless, he calms the situation but does nothing to punish Louis, there are no repercussions for him.

Armand decided to take the side of a "stranger" rather than his own people's.

The power inside of the couple shifts drastically, Armand is no longer and equal, he is under Louis, he is Arun, a weak boy that is being used, for pleasure and for interest.

Louis doesn't want to be lonely, he doesn't know how to be alone so he stays with Armand (pleasure).

Louis wants Claudia to be happy, he accompanies her to the theatre and gets in the middle of the company's business, disrupting their life style by being careless, for example, leaving the corpse of the man he killed in the park.

Louis doesn't care who he ends up hurting, he just wants Claudia to be happy and that meant getting her to be part of the coven. (interest)

Armand is wrapped around Louis's finger, he is loosing himself in this distorted romance and makes Louis his "god".

I'm aware that this is a stretch but I like to think that there is a symbology behind the umbrella in this specific scene : the umbrella being their love, Armand is the one to hold onto it, keeping it up for both of them and Louis is simply there, standing under it, being cared for. Armand opens up, he is emotionally naked, he is exposed and Louis, who emotionally is as closed as a sea shell, takes advantage of his vulnerability and becomes dominant, he simply resurfaces his past trauma and assures his power over him.

Armand gets threatened twice, by Claudia's insubordination and Santiago's boldness.

This is a reality check for him.

Louis controls him, he is loosing his power as an individual and as a leader, and the vampires around him can feel it.

Claudia broke the rules thinking there wouldn't have been repercussions but she swore to follow those rules, by disrespecting the rules she was mocking Armand, she got scared when Armand threatened her but why did she think she could just do what she wanted ? Because she was spoiled and thought, like the rest of the coven knew, that she could do what she pleased because she had the "power" over Louis and Armand cared too much for him to risk it all by upsetting Claudia.

Santiago saw this vulnerability and kept attacking Armand hoping he would break.

At the end Claudia gets what she wants, she is no longer in the play, she works in the backstage and even tho she is treated badly, she got what she wanted.

But the coven doesn't like this, why does she gets a free pass ? Because Armand loves Louis and if she is calm, Louis is pleased, and Armand wants his "master" to be happy so he excuses her.

But this is not enough for Claudia, she breaks more rules, she falls for Madeleine and decides that she doesn't want to be part of the coven anymore.

In the interview Armand says that this is the moment in which he chose to betray Louis.

When Louis asked Armand to transform Madeleine, he didn't expect "no" for an answer, he thought he could manipulate him to do this thing too but he couldn't.

And in this moment Armand chooses himself over Louis for the first time since they've met.

I think that Armand realized that Louis's feelings weren't sincere when he distanced himself after the kiss. It was a sort of "punishment".

You don't do what I ask, I distance myself.

It was a threat, the perfect threat made to an emotionally dependent man.

Armand confesses to him that he is scared that he couldn't keep his mind closed to the others, but still, Louis pushes him to go and keep an eye on the coven, just to give him the time to do what he wanted without being interrupted.

An just like that Louis, for the last time, imposes his decisions on Armand.

Louis puts Armand in an uncomfortable situation, possibly a dangerous one.

What would have happened if Armand decided to say "no" again. Would Louis have left him?

Armand couldn't risk losing both Louis and the coven. He chose who he thought would keep him, the coven, his coven on 200 years.

So no, when he was threatened, he didn't choose an instable man who distanced himself the first time he didn't show submission. He didn't choose the man who didn't show him love and who kept seeing the ghost of the lover he murdered.

Louis wanted Armand to choose him over his coven again but Louis doesn't really choose Armand, he settles for him because he has no one else.

I might continue with San Francisco and Dubai. Who knows.

[ace-of-d1am0nds]

mind if i ask a few follow up questions? there's just some things I've been jotting down along the way.

yea- it's. it's just small stuff like, um... like you and the tractor salesman.. in the Bar in new orleans, before you Killed him. You Said that lestat telepathically told you that you were Scaring the salesman. But a maker can't do that anymore after transformation right?

yea.. i figured as much.. uhh.. you said that four escaped the theater, celeste, estelle, santiago and...

Right the vampire sam barclay.

did you ever.. Get to him?

A DJ?

Does He? it's Funny cause sam's in two places at once at one point in your story. he's Guarding Armand in the theater box but you also have him helping to Bury you below stage.

oh.. maybe he did a quick Vamp back and forth?

I'd be Honored! Okay, um, let me just look at my list one more time here. uh, another new orleans thing. i'm.. i'm sorry i'm jumping all over the place here but the Night that Lestat brings all those Soldiers home and you tell him to throw them out. how many soldiers did he Mind Fuck out of the townhouse that night?

Ten? Fifteen?

huh.

oh well it seems to me, i mean back to the Trial again, it seems to me.. that there was More than One Person in the Theater that night who could have Saved you.

i Know, i Know. it's My Job. i'm Built this way. i Know. it- it's a Stretch but um...

well you said it Yourself just now, he Loved louis. lestat would have tried to save him as much as You did.

uh.. "santiago.. should.. hand the diary into the audience.. have them feel.. the evidence in their hands.. this is too early.. for lestat to acknowledge Louis.. Keep the Tension.. have him look at louis later, the moment he describes meeting him in new orleans." these are must some notes.. along the margins.. here uhh.. "we need an Animation here. it's not Clear how Extreme the Hoarding was-"

read it for Yourself.

he didn't Witness the Play. he DIRECTED THE PLAY!

where does the Bullshit start, Armand, Amadeo, ARUN? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DIE WITH CLAUDIA! HE DIDN'T SAVE YOU!

LESTAT DID

HE JUST TOOK CREDIT FOR IT WHEN THE OPPORTUNITY PRESENTED ITSELF- AND YOU WASTED EVERYONE WHO COULD'VE TOLD YOU DIFFERENTLY. SEVENTY SEVEN YEARS BASED ON A

SEISMIC LIE!

it's from the Talamasca. sam was their Guy in Paris, He gave it to Them, They gave it to me Here

[twopoppies]

Oh good I didn't know if I was too bitchy about the bus girls. Like Gina, I don't mean to hijack your shit here but I am afraid for the world right now for the first real time in my life. The things that are happening frighten me, they're dystopian. They feel unreal and impossible and they are neither. What the fuck is going to happen I can't say but I am dreading it. I'm only in my 30s and I'm scared!

And like, I can still access that Mean Girl I was until maybe.....24? 25? That's when I started to get over myself. I'm not proud. Sometimes I still catch myself having smartass ugly thoughts as my first reaction and I have to remind myself to choose to be a better person in the moment. I know what it's like to be the judgmental bus girl. Spoiler: it's shitty. It's not edgy, it's not cool, it doesn't make you better than other people. Shitting on someone else or someone's work or making it the butt of the joke is a very low bar anybody can clear. It doesn't make you clever, it really just makes you unpleasant. People will realize you can't be trusted with their secrets and private joys because you can't be, you're probably gonna be snarky about them for a cheap laugh. You will not know real intimacy romantic or otherwise until someone believes they can trust you. Grow up. Make a modicum of effort to be a good person and learn how to talk about shit that makes things better and good and kind and happy. I'm guessing they're fans of Harry or Louis? I'm gonna use Harry here: Harry would hate that you said that shit about fic. He would hate you. Listen to the words he says, he has pleaded with his audiences to choose kindness because "the world needs it." Is it calculated? Maybe. But maybe he has seen a lot of shit and he means it. I'm gonna choose to believe him on this. Building things up is so much harder than tearing things down but I promise you I don't miss being a Mean Girl. I'm amazed I always had friends but they would have seen through me one day like I started to see through myself.

Sorry I'm really annoyed about these bus girls right now. And full disclosure, I'm sorry I too used to think fic was lame because I didn't know what the fuck I was talking about and someone should have said something even meaner to me to shut me up. I would have deserved it.

And obviously you don't have to post this I just wanted to say it to someone and like, own up and also express that I'm annoyed on behalf of all fandom creators. Fucking bus girls, shut up.

Not only am I posting it, I want to give you a hug because I fully appreciate your bus girl rant.

In reference to this and this

[fallingforel]

Love your work!!, could you please do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.”

louis fluff - something happens to y/n and the 1D boys comfort her till lou gets there and then says that line and lovey stuff!! absolutely love for protective louis shots😭

request: could you do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.” with louis fluff please! like something happens to y/n and the other boys find her crying or scared and comfort her until louis shows up and he gets protective and just showers her in comfort words and gestures or something! i live for protective lou🥲 sorry if that’s all over the place i don’t word things great😭

A/N of course I can lovelys, this is probably gonna be one of my favourite requests to write so thank you

warnings: panic attack, mentions of death, mentions of cancer, hypochondria, mentions of shootings, parent death, PTSD attack, Mentions of claustrophobia, mentions of smoking (is that even one idk 😅😅)

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I always have been panic attack prone my whole life, well since my mum had been in a freak accident of being shot at in a supermarket here in the U.K I was with her but the shooter only shot at my mum and not me. it was very rare to be shot at in the U.K. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and you were very lucky to escape it my dad always tells me Though I think it's only to keep me from having anxiety attacks when I think back to it I was 10 when it happened so I was old enough to understand what had happened, even when I didn't want to. My dad had since then bought my brothers and me up. I had met Louis when we both worked in Toys R us and we hit it off instantly and I had signed him up for x-factor after our first date in a karaoke bar in leeds we made a whole day trip to leeds for our first date.

I could feel one coming on as soon as Harry, niall and I got back to the tour bus. We had all gone out for food. Zayn, Liam and Louis had stayed behind to smoke cigarettes so Niall Harry and I had opted to go back to the tour bus. Sometimes I smoke but I was too full and had a headache all day. I think the headache caused it, I also have hypochondria so this hightens my PTSD because I think I have cancer or something and then I panic and it leads into a full anxiety attack. They are never pretty but Louis' there through all of them and knows exactly how to calm me down when I'm going through them.

My breathing quickens "y/n/n are you okay? You look really pale." Niall asks but I barely hear it before I'm dropping to the floor and crying "shit. y/n, can you focus on my voice for me?" Harry says. But in amongst the ringing its very hard to make out My breathing quickens again and I start to shake. "shit, Ni call Louis tell him to come back. It's one of the worse ones" the ringing loudens before I'm squinting my eyes shut and saying "STOP MAKE IT STOP DONT SHOOT!"

A few minutes of ringing and my sobs fill the air before Louis taps on my chest "Hey darling, You're okay. Focus on the tapping can you do that for me?" he asks me which I nod to. "good darling keep doing that for me"

-LOUIS POV-

"Harry can you take her jumper off for me I need to keep tapping her chest I can't do it myself" He nods and is quick to do so "what now?" "get her pyjamas from my bunk shes gonna want to change, she's all sweaty. Niall can you get a cold glass of water and a cold wet flannel aswell, she's burning up she's stressed. After that can you all leave the room. Just leave everything In a pile next to me I'll sort it out, she needs space this is making everything worse, the cramped tour bus doesnt help. just all wait outside please." They are all quick to nod and do as I have said.

As soon as everyone is off the tour bus I'm stripping her out of her top and pulling mine off too and pulling her close to me so we can do skin to skin

"right, now darling focus on my breathing can you do that for me breathe with me In. two three four. Out, two three four. Good girl thats it keep doing that for me. I've got you" and she follows enough so that she's calm and her breath is back to normal.

"What even happened babe?" I say "Headache, you know my hypochondria aggrivates the PTSD I think that I've got cancer then I'm going to die and then I think of death then my mum then the day it all went down"

"I see, I see. I knew I should've gone with you, knew something bad would happen the moment you left my side."

"No, don't be so silly. It would've happened either way. I would've calmed down eventually whether you were here or not"

"No you wouldn't have"

"Lou, Babe. don't blame yourself you nor I can control when they happen you know that. Dont be so silly. I know you'll always be there when they stop You've got me always."

" i know, I've got you, always darling"

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[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV S2 Ep7 Musings - Loustat Ep5 Revisited (Spoilers)

I decided to do this one first, cuz I have the least to say about it.

It was pretty clear cut and showed exactly what I expected/hoped it would: CONFIRMATION ON EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED IN S1--

THE FIGHT WASN'T RETCONNED AT ALL. 😤👏

Diabolical frame, cuz it's pretty much like, Welp, you're here in Europe, after I distinctly told y'all the European vampires were vicious and not to come here! VOILA! 😬

And I love how his back is to the audience, cuz this bit REALLY isn't about the performance--this is Lestat venting, talking right to Louis, even though he's clearly having difficulty meeting his gaze.

Mild way to put it, but wtvr.

There's that word again: "compromise," which Lestat blamed Louis for leading to "spite--" both Claudia's, AND Lestat's own spite towards THEM. Cuz Lestat was constantly holding back; "fought my nature, controlled my temper."

TOO EFFING BAD, you woke the sleeping effing DRAGON!

Backflip into the coffinroom, omg, I accidentally cackled. 😅

Amen! Lestat put his hands on Claudia first, now you gotta PAY!

"It will end in your death"--excuse me, Lestat?! DEATH THREATS!?

That's right, bash his head into the effing coffin! Now we know what the dent was from! Look at that blood stream! Yeah, you BETTER hold back, Lestat; take this arse whoopin!

I like how S1 focused on the blows Lestat dealt to Louis, as it was from his & Claudia's perspective; but now we're seeing more of the blows Louis dealt to Lestat as he gives his perspective. But it still shows that although Louis' fighting, he's still on the defense, cuz Lestat is often just LETTING Louis hit him--LOUIS can't AFFORD to just LET Lestat hit him, cuz "mighty...most ancient blood...godlike strength" Les will REALLY injure him whenever he does! This is NOT an even fight, even if the perspectives are now more evenly shown.

Exactly! You wanna KILL Louis!? But Lou, don't get cocky now; Les is LETTING you do all this to him, cuz he knows if he gets serious that's your behind. 😬

Bites all over Lou's jaw & neck, gosh--look at YOUR face, Louis. U_U

(I can't WAIT to read the fanfics that come out of this; they're gonna make me cry.) No, unfortunately. I don't think Louis had any intention of going anywhere, even after all that (LOUIS GOT THE DEED, that's HIS house--YOU leave!). And congratulations; thanks to you, Les, Lou wasn't even able to WALK for three effing years afterwards.

Claudia calling for her Daddy Lou, I can't. 😭 This poor baby girl has regressed to her inner child--she's so dang scared.

JUST LIKE YOU DID OUR DAUGHTER--PAPA BEAR LOUIS STOOD UP! 😤👏

I've been in this exact situation IRL, and y'all want me to feel sorry FOR LESTAT!? AFTER HE CHOKED "built-like-a-bird" Claudia and beat the mess out of her Daddy Lou right in front of her!?

Chile, the sword-cane's right there; let's get to choppin! 😤🔪🔪🔪

Apropos for Lioncourt, but that's way too good for him--take him to the EFFING SWAMP and let the GATORS feed on him! I want SWAMP KING LESTAT. 😭🐊

I'm gonna LAAAAAAAUGH, oh he's cracked and I love it! You KNOW they talked to a woman who's been in this EXACT situation.

Oh, this is every woman who talks big to her abusive husband right b4 he lands her in the effing hospital (or the morgue); we all saw the Ray Rice footage when he knocked her TF out WITH EASE when she got up in his face talking smack in that elevator. 💀

Your FATHERS temper, but this is the coven writing his lines "teased until you toppled;" they don't know about the Marquis vs Gabrielle.

THE DROP REALLY HAPPENED, THANK YOU, AMC.

It wasn't cuz Lestat was tryna spare Louis or save him from himself or protect him or whatever--LES WANTED TO BREAK LOU.

It could've been 2 effing FEET. "A hard fall, nothing more;" eff you Santiago!

Yeah, gaslight us some more whydontcha; half the fandom LOVES using that reasoning to handwave aside "abuse" when it's done to the character they DON'T like. 🙄😒 Then it's just awful takes about how Louis & Claudia deserved what happened to them and it's "karma" and it's not Les' fault cuz they're monsters & Lou bloodied Les' face.

And biting w/out consent is RAPE, clown! AR said it over & over that it's a violation of the most intimate act b/t vamps who share emotions, memories & sexual pleasure thru the blood! But watch some braindead takes use Santiago's words as gospel just to Gotcha! anyone who says anything against Louis for Ep5. 🙄😒

CRICKETS. Cuz LESTAT TRIED TO KILL LOU, just like Claudia said! "A wolf congratulated for not killing her pups"--that was scripted. But "you can't script a hurricane!" NO! That's right; set the story straight!

Look at him crying, I love how they do the blood tears effect, as their eyes get redder & redder. The sound of Sam's voice as he's crying is just making me wanna yeet myself into the sun--but it's the middle of the night, alas. U_U "I couldn't force him to love me so I broke him. What is worse than that? Crushing what you cannot own." But I thought Louis was saying "Come to me" and luring you with his wicked vixen ways~! The math ain't mathin, Santiago! 🤭

FINALLY AN APOLOGY OMFG

Claudia said it best: "Let's meet vampires WORTHY of your love!" Unworthy in NOLA, unworthy in Paris--cuz he's STILL gonna throw CLAUDIA under the bus to save Louis, and she KNOWS this.

WAY too effing late--Les had his chance to apologize sincerely the night he dropped Louis 20000 leagues from the frikkin stratosphere! Claudia DGAF, LOL. And Louis looks away from Lestat; bye Felicia!

CONTINUE.

Chile, I need SLEEP! I been up all dang day rewatching this episode & screaming at the ether!

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

Initial hopeful DM anon here. Sorry it took me this long, I tried picturing Daniel's turning and my mind just got stuck in the moment when the penthouse door closes after Louis and Daniel realizes that he's alone in a closed space with the vampire who tortured him for 6 days and who must be furious with him now and Louis's threat is likely useless cause Armand is way powerful to be killed. And suddenly the flashbacks flood Daniel's brain again and his heart is pounding and he can feel the stare of Armand's eyes on his back - khm yeah, anyway.

I really like your interpretation of Armands spite and I also like the other anon's idea that he'd punish himself this way. I'd be happy with either honestly, they both make sense in their own way. Here's my 5 cents.

Old Daniel is different from his younger self. He might be the same desperate and needy person deep inside (and I'd love to see that portrayed by Eric), but the Daniel we've seen so far in Dubai wouldn't beg for the dark gift the way he did in the books. He doesn't remember past DM, so he'd also be too afraid of Armand to demand it. There's also an issue of trust - i don't think modern day Daniel would trust Armand enough to let himslef be drained. Armand definitely wouldn't force it upon him.

Which means in the show it was Armand who offered the dark gift to Daniel. I think this wouldn't be a departure from the books, because there (correct me if I'm wrong) Armand didn't just agree to Daniel's constant pleas, he decided it was finally time, because he couldn't risk Daniel dying.

Now, walk with me. Armand is aware Daniel's life is in danger because of 1) the great conversion in combination with the book (which Daniel is definitely going to publish) and 2)Parkinsons in combination with covid.

Past DM definetly happened and however it ended I'm sure it was painful. The past two weeks have also been living hell because Armand remembers, but Daniel doesn't. And now Armand is left alone with himself, he just lost both Louis and Lestat, he has no coven, Daniel is all he's got. Daniel, who's about to leave too and then he could die at any moment and Armand wouldn't even be able to protect him. Then he'd be truly alone.

Now imagine if Armand, being torn apart both by Daniel's betrayal and by the fact that Daniel doesn't even recignize it as betrayal, terrified of Daniel's possible death, had to ask Daniel to trust him and let Armand turn him because this is the only way to esure Daniel's safety.

And then Daniel would be both too scared and too snarky to trust him. So Armand would be the one to beg. He would have to tell Daniel about past DM, maybe give back the memories, knowing Daniel will despise him for taking it all away, but at least it would mean he could protect Daniel even if he'd hate Armand for eternity.

I LOOOVE THIS. well i mean for starters i love the idea that armand would have to beg. like that the frantic desperate energy he uses to talk to louis sort of continues as he gets daniel to stay and talk to him and accept the gift. honestly would be so fun to see daniel come around to it too, going from warily intrigued to nervously accepting.

i also love it in the way that it recalls armand as coven leader which is something i don't see a lot and something i myself have a sort of difficult time extracting to put into his character! him doing it out of love and protection is so awesome. he's like by the way you are my firstborn AND my coven now. no take backsies

[stylinsoncity]

yuzu harry's pov: after Harry returns from the hospital and meets Tyler in New York

“How are things with Louis?” Tyler asks.

“Fine,” Harry says.

“Just fine?”

“I don’t really feel like talking about Louis with you. Maybe we just focus on business.”

Tyler looks at Harry imploringly. “I apologised to him. At the hospital. He didn’t want to hear it, but I am sorry to both of you. Believe it or not, I was trying to help. I swear to you, Harry, I thought history was repeating itself or something. I thought you were scared to tell Louis ‘cause you didn’t want to be hurt again. I hated seeing you like that back then. I’ve only ever tried to have your back, to help you even if I thought you weren’t helping yourself.”

“You still sound like my mum.”

Tyler sighs and pushes his hands through his dark hair. He looks a bit haggard and Harry can't help but feel pity for him. “I’m sorry about that too.”

“Next time you start thinking I’m helpless, maybe talk to me. Or better yet, assume I’m not helpless,” Harry says. “I don’t get everything right, but I’m right about Louis. I’ve never been more right about anything. And if you took the time to actually get to know him, you’d see he was nothing like Jon. He's the best person. He's funny and smart and kind and I love him. I'm going to marry him. I'm going to be with him as long as humanly possible. And I don't actually care if you're alright with that. But you'll have to be if you want to be in my life as something other than my business parter."

“I hear you,” Tyler says. "I'm genuinely sorry."

“Yeah, you said,” Harry says.

“It won’t happen again. I'll apologise to him again.”

“I don't know about that," Harry says. "He didn't like your last apology all that much."

Tyler huffs a laugh. "I'll work on it, then."

"Good," Harry says. He crosses his arms in what he hopes is a triumphant manner. Doing so with a cast turns out to be painfully awkward, but it's too late to abort now.

“You don’t have to go back to London,” Tyler says. “I talked to Sophie and I can split my time between here and home until we find a new head chef.”

Harry’s brows crease. “No. What?" He looks at him like he's crazy. "That’s not what we agreed.”

“But you don’t want to go back.”

“You’re still making decisions for me, mate,” Harry says, massaging his forehead. “You’re literally still doing it.”

“Alright,” Tyler says, holding his palms up. “Do you want to go back?”

“No,” Harry says. “But I will. Because that’s what we agreed. Because you have a daughter who needs you around. And because me and Louis will be alright.”

[wizardpink]

Do you guys want to read my most unhinged Armand apologism rant that is extremely "me after 5 rum and cokes at 12:45am when the fandom police don't scare me anymore" coded?

Everyone wants to write insightful gorgeous meta about the horror of s2e5 and center it around Armand and I get it I get (and also I wanna read it because you're all so smart)

BUT

I am, as I am everyday, mentally doing a Billy Flynn tapdance trying to figure out why I am the only one who seems to feel that the real horror here is what is only alluded to.

Because Armand only killed one person in that apartment and that was the witness from next door. He was going to do the same for Daniel because of all he witnessed and also jealousy but he didn't. Did he get a little freaky scary on you? Wow sorry for being weird and offputting, nobody on Tumblr can relate to that.

Louis killed 128 young men in that apartment. In just THAT apartment. Because he was stuck in a months long bender from his guilt and shame, and disdain for Armand. But he did it quickly and he did it with a charismatic smile, so it's not as bad as scary Armand who makes them cry and pee their pants a little first. Nevermind that Louis also fucks them first knowing damn well he's about to murder them.

Daniel ended up in that situation because of Louis, who was IN THE PROCESS OF VIOLENTLY KILLING HIM when Armand walked in. But Armand is the horror movie monster?

Oh but Louis stopped Armand from killing him in the end! Woohoo! That totally makes up for the 128 other dudes whose lives were just as worthwhile as Daniel's, to whom Louis didn't extend that mercy.

This is the unreliable narrator show but it's also the "protagonist of my own narrative" show. Armand is the villain of s2e5 because Louis and Daniel are the ones sitting in that rock garden remembering it from their perspective. Daniel effectively forgives Louis for trying to kill him because he didn't die, so how mad can he be, and the next four days kind of take precedence in his traumatic memories I'm sure. He has every right to be more mad at Armand. But Louis is lucky as hell he isn't still mad at him too. And it's lucky for Louis those ten dozen other perspectives were permanently silenced 50 years ago. He probably wouldn't look so sympathetic then.