#teaser post

[silverkiiwii]

Your A-Team, Your Endgame

by silverkiiwii | @tomlinsins with art by @harryanthus-annuus

“Did you have another fight with Harry?” Liam asks as they move away from everyone, into the kitchen.

“No. Why?” Louis says, perplexed.

“He looks ready to murder you.” Liam subtly looks over towards Harry and sure enough, his gaze on Louis is intensely unwavering.

“Or well, fuck you senseless.” Zayn chimes in with the most absurd possibility before Louis can think of a reply.

“What? Shut up. He does not want to fuck me senseless.”

“Then you can fuck him senseless.”

“Nobody is fucking anybody senseless.” Even the mere notion is enough to make his eyes roll up into their bloody sockets.

“Doesn't mean you don't want to though.” Liam smirks like a true traitor. He really ought to make new friends.

“I'm leaving.” Louis deadpans. He is not going to dignify their idiocy with responses anymore.

Coming Soon as part of @onedirectionbigbang round 7!

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[allwaswell16]

Coming soon for 1D Omegaverse Fic Fest...

Scarred

Harry glanced back for a moment, no hint of recognition of the soulbond on his face, just a cold, hard look, before he turned on his heel and began walking away from him. Louis knew he should call Harry back to him, should explain what had just happened. But the bond that had only formed on his own side made him hesitate. His soulmate didn’t want him.  He could tell Harry the truth and let his protective alpha instincts kick in. Harry would never condemn anyone to the slow, excruciating death of a rejected soul bond, even someone like Louis. But then Louis would have to live with the knowledge that his soulmate would rather have chosen anyone but him if given the choice. He couldn’t do it. His soulmate deserved a chance at happiness, one that did not include him. Instead, he watched his soulmate walk away from him, further and further into the distance until he turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

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[so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed]

It’s not until Harry is wrapped up in a blanket and Zayn’s arms, with his hands clutching his moth plushie, that Zayn asks.

“What happened?”

He’s got his lips pressed to Harry’s temple, his fingers carding soothingly through his hair, and Harry wishes desperately that he could feel comforted, that Zayn’s love was enough to fill the gaping hole he can feel in his chest.

It’s so stupid. He knows it is. Because Louis was just a boy. Just someone that might’ve been placed on Harry’s path for a while, but that was never guaranteed a stay.

But Harry had wanted him to stay. He’d wanted him, more than he can remember ever wanting anyone before. 

“He left,” he mumbles quietly, wishing that he had the energy to wince at the bitter tone in his voice, but he simply doesn’t. Neither does Zayn, who just holds him a little bit tighter in response to his words. “He left me.”

Sometimes falling in love is taking a leap of faith, jumping into the unknown with your eyes closed, hoping someone will be there to catch you.

Sometimes falling in love is seeing the person in front of you, all their flaws and imperfections, and taking that leap nonetheless.

Sometimes it's both.

Coming soon to the @onedirectionbigbang, a fic by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed with art by the amazing @whatagreatproblemtohave

[lululawrence]

“Louis,” Harry breathed happily. His smile widened as he realized he’d finally found him, and he was stood before his soulstar. This was the closest they’d been in 31 Earth years, which had felt extraordinarily long for Harry, even in his star form. He could hardly withhold his happiness at seeing him again.

“Erm, yeah,” Louis said, interrupting Harry’s thoughts with his brows furrowing and looking clearly suspicious. “And you are?”

Harry and Louis are literal stars who have known they were soulmates from their creation eons ago, however when Louis came to Earth to start the next phase of their fated future, he forgot everything. Even Harry.

This leaves Harry to break the rules and instead of waiting for Louis to call him to join him on Earth, he crashes down on his own. Without Louis there to guide him and help him learn how to adjust to having a human body and everything associated with that, Harry has no other choice but to do the best he can. 

As Harry tries to correct what has gone wrong, he finds that friendship can be a light even in the darkest night, and through those bonds even separated soulstars can find their fated path once more.

I'm Praying (that you don't burn out or fade away) by lululawrence featuring art by @moon-sun-thyme

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 75k words | 18 chapters

Now Posted as part of @onedirectionbigbang round 7!

[howdoyousleep3]

you're the light, you're the night | @howdoyousleep3 steve rogers x bucky barnes | explicit | wip

notable tags: mafia/mob au, arranged marriage, slow burn, daddy kink, violence (gun, threats, blood), found family, pov steve rogers, pov bucky barnes, falling in love, angst, happy ending

summary: After his father's careless mistake, Bucky Barnes' life becomes controlled by the Bratva. The multiple jobs he works to support his family, his ill sister's treatment, his paused education, his nonexistent love life; every dull and draining day blurs together as he lives his life for everyone but himself...until he's given a way out. Leave Russia and move to New York City, marry a man named Steve Rogers, and his father's debt will be forgiven in full, his family taken care of. To Bucky, it seems like an obvious decision. But when the stranger he ends up marrying turns out to be involved in the same illicit world Bucky was eager to leave behind, and with a menacing rival that threatens the life he's desperately trying to find his footing in, Bucky feels as if he's in more trouble now than when he had the Bratva breathing down his neck.

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playlist | steve's introduction | bucky's introduction

[housepartyprotocol]

now I'm not teasing

however

i am teasing my new work

release date looking like sometime in the next two days so keep your eyes and ears out.

More information to come soon....

(also inbox is open to requests)

[neondiamond]

If you know me at all, you’ll know that two of the things I enjoy most are writing fluffy ficlets, and Christmas. This year, I decided to combine the two and create my own little Christmas ficlet party all throughout December! 8 ficlets, 4 different pairings, many different tropes—all short, fluffy and festive! Perfect for a quick reading break with a warm drink!

Here is a little sneak peek of what you can expect!

🎄You Don’t Have to Be Lonely Tonight (Larry, coffeeshop AU, strangers, 2k, fic post)

Louis is stuck working the Christmas day shift at the coffee shop. Harry is the sad stranger who comes in to spend the day there.

❄️ An Annual Affair (OT5 friendship, A/B/O, 1.6k, fic post)

One Direction’s annual Christmas dinner, featuring pregnant Harry and his overprotective Alpha Louis, nervous Liam and his calm and collected mate Zayn, and clueless Niall who may or may not have a death wish.

🎅🏻 Not Quite Structurally Sound (Ziam, kid fic, 1.1k, fic post)

Zayn and Liam help their two kids build a gingerbread house.

⭐️ You’re Family (Larry, meeting the parents, asexual characters, 2k, fic post)

Louis is a little nervous about meeting Harry’s family for the first time for Christmas. Harry’s Mum shows him he has nothing to worry about.

Part of the Inner Crisis universe.

🎄A Special Bond (Narry friendship, kid fic, uncle Niall, 1.1k, fic post)

Baby Lilah goes to see the Christmas lights with her Daddy Harry and her uncle Niall.

❄️ Mistletoe Kiss (Larry, roommates, mutual pining, 1.2k, fic post)

A little bit of mistletoe is just the thing Louis needed to let his roommate Harry know he’s got quite the crush on him.

🎅🏻 Cookies and Christmas Cheer (Ziall friendship, hospital AU, 1k, fic post)

When Niall is feeling a little sad at having to work over the holidays, his fellow nurse Zayn shows him a little Christmas spirit is still possible.

⭐️ All That Counts (Larry, established relationship, 1.2k, fic post)

A soft Christmas morning in the Tomlinson-Styles household.

Merry Christmas everyone! ❤️

[kingsofeverything]

Late Night Talking

54k words • Rated: Explicit

Louis Tomlinson has a new album coming out and a second world tour on the horizon. Promo season gets underway with a stop at Late Night Talking, the late night show hosted by Harry Styles, and Harry Styles just happens to be the man who blew a chance to date Louis a decade ago.

written for the @1dreversebang by @kingsofeverything with amazing gifs by the incredibly talented @deludedandlostcause

[outtoshatter]

Kingdoms Fall

Rating: M | Tags: Seer!Stiles, Witch!Lydia, fantasy au

A little teaser post for my current WIP that I'll be posting soon! With an absolutely stunning piece of cover art by @seanchaidh7 (and just a tiny teaser of that right now too!)

Excerpt:

Derek was glaring at him, standing next to the fire with his arms crossed. When Stiles returned his glare, he stomped over. His hand dropped, but his knife wasn’t at his waist, it was still in his boot. He tensed. “What?” he snapped as Derek got closer, holding his gaze. He would not cower. “I don’t trust you,” he snapped back. “Or your story.” Stiles scoffed. “Your Seer friend is the one who confirmed my story.” He glowered. “Seers can be fooled. Your story is awfully convenient,” he said flatly. “You just happened to be escaping a ten year imprisonment when we caught you?” “Caught me?” Stiles blurted. “You weren’t looking for me, you happened upon me.” Derek leaned in. “And yet we have you.” A shiver ran down Stiles’s back. “I’m sure you think you do,” he said evenly. Derek’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t get the chance to retort.

[voulezloux]

“Have you texted him yet?” Louis looks up from his laptop at the dining table to Zayn, who’s trying to boil water for the pasta they’re having tonight. “Have I texted Niall? You know he’s working tonight, love.” “I’m not talking about Niall. Don’t play dumb, you know who I’m talking about,” Zayn gives him a look before fixing that same look on the pot of not boiling water. “A watched pot never boils, Z. Everyone knows that,” Louis sighs, finishing the last bit of patient notes he needed to transfer over before closing his laptop. “And I don’t know who you’re talking about. I know a lot of hims. Are you talking about Him? The Powerpuff Girls villian?” Zayn rolls his eyes. “You know I’m never talking about Him. Stop avoiding the subject, Lou. I know you haven’t gotten rid of the note.” Louis shifts, feeling caught. “Yes, I have.” Zayn raises an eyebrow. “So, if I go into your room, I won’t find the note from Harry still sitting on your side table like it’s a letter from your lover at war?” Louis blows the hair that’s fallen down his forehead off his face, huffing. “If you’ve got something to say, you can say it. I’m a big boy. We both know I’ve gone through much worse.” An awkward silence hangs over the air, and Louis would almost feel bad if it weren’t true. He knows Zayn doesn’t like hearing about his past, makes his blood boil at the mere thought of someone being less than kind to Louis, but it doesn’t make it any less true. Turning the burner up higher, Zayn moves to grab the pasta. “I think you’re avoiding something that could be good for you,” he says, like it’s as mundane as the weather.

don't be afraid to love (and love again)

a fic by @voulezloux | localopa on ao3 | art by @wendersfive

coming soon to @onedirectionbigbang round 7

[meetinginsamarra]

On Sunday I'll start posting my casefic !

Finally, my casefic is completely written and betaed!

In December 2022 I was thinking about a birthday present for my friend @peageetibbs . I came up with the idea of writing and gifting a fic, Sherlock would solve a mystery set in a cinema because my friend runs a cinema in the spare time IRL. Easy case, short fic, max 8k. Of course, the case evolved and became more complicated and the fic amounted to 56k and 15 chapters in the end.

It's the first real casefic I have written and I am very proud of it. All in all, it took me over a year to finish, including two longer breaks in between. I have missed the deadline for last year's birthday but this year, the fic will be in time.

I will be posting the first chapter on AO3 Sunday 18th.

Uploads will happen every Wednesday and Friday.

If anyone likes to be tagged on tumblr when it updates, let me know!

[tainted-liquor]

i think we know what time it is...

'Maybe it was something in the water, but you knew he would be there this time'

quick luhh teaser

[badger-bear]

coming soon for @onedirectionbigbang with art by @londonfoginacup

another friday night.

Lennon’s heart started to race, and she was beginning to sweat at the possibility of doing this job. She didn’t want to be complicit in the act of closeting someone. It felt immoral. But her family, they needed the money. She had to help her siblings. “I could do it,” Lennon spoke up. Everyone in the room stared at her but she refused to shrink down again. “I know I’m not a model, but I could do it.” Louis’ glare was harsh and unyielding. “No.” “It’s not a good idea,” Joseph added. “You don’t know anything about this industry, and you already have a job.” “I know more than Jennifer, and she has a day job as well. I’m bisexual so I am in the community like Louis was requesting. Louis and I have had a good report since he started working with us. It would be easy to sell to the GP. We met at work, sparks went flying…” Lennon trailed off. “I said no,” Louis repeated himself, his voice was just as harsh as his stare.

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[so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed]

SAW SOME THINGS ON THE OTHER SIDE

Larry, 61K

Louis can vaguely hear the grandfather clock chime downstairs, signalling the start of the ghost hour, and a shiver runs up his spine as he pushes the door open.

Part of him expects it to be jammed like before, but instead it swings open easily, and for a moment Louis’ eyes struggle to adjust to the darkness. Holding up his phone with shaky hands, he shines the flashlight over the furniture in the room, the curtains that in the daylight had looked so vibrant.

They look tattered now, hanging limply from the rod. The wooden armoire and the bed are ornate and beautiful still, but even from the doorway Louis can see a thick layer of dust, undisturbed for what has been probably the better part of a century.

Louis isn’t sure whether he feels relieved or disappointed, but he definitely feels unsettled. Because this room is what he’d expected to find this afternoon, and yet he can still see the boy he’d met then so clearly now, even when the room looks different from the way it had back then. He doesn’t even have to close his eyes to envision the way it had looked earlier today, and surely it can’t have been a dream, right? Had he gone into this room, expecting to find something more than just dust and forgotten furniture, and had his dream made up for the disappointing ending to a mystery that had only existed in his head?

When Louis moves into the mansion he’s inherited from his great grandfather, he has a plan that consists of three things. One, he’s going to finish writing the next novel in his series. Two, he’s finally going to get over his ex-fiancé. And three, while battling writer’s block and having to resist the urge to kill off the main character in his books – the hot detective based on his ex-fiancé – he’s going to restore the mansion to its former glory.

Unfortunately, Louis’ plan doesn’t take into account the fact that instead of writing murder mysteries, he will find himself in one.

Coming April 19th to the @onedirectionbigbang with art by the amazing @monpetithl. Subscribe here to be notified when it posts.

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[novankenn]

Scorpion Fish (Test/Teaser)

(A/N - This is another attempt by me to do an original content "Humans F@@K Yeah!" science-fiction story. If you're are interested in seeing it grow further... let me know. Anyway hope you enjoy.)

UHSC-3739 was two months into a six-month operation. The seventy-five-metre long spacecraft, was running in silent mode, or as the crews liked to call it dead-drift. A sense of boredom tinted with nervousness had settled firmly into the crew. It was the worst part of these operations. The waiting. The pure hours of minor internal activity while they waited for a target to cross their path.

The UHSCs or the United Humanities Stealth Craft were the design idea of a minor earth historian. Shape function and tactics based around an early 20th century marine combat craft. The submarine. The entire goal of the military action to covertly disrupt the logistics of the Il’vara, by ambushing supply and scout craft. The overarching operation, code named “Scorpion fish” after a fairly opportunistic marine ambush predator. The plan was as simple in function as it was dangerous. The craft would drift unnoticed in the void of space, just waiting for a target of opportunity to cross their path.

Fragile, but capable of inflicting catastrophic damage to much larger craft, they were a departure to centuries of historical combat doctrine followed by the Il’vara. Compared to the Il’vara, humanity was a fledgling and minor galactic power. Not even having been accepted as even minor members of the Galactic Senate. Meaning, in the conflict with the Il’vara they were on their own… and losing.

The United Human Republic still had no understanding of why the Il’vara had taken offence to their forays into the wider unknown of space. The only obviously apparent fact was the Il’vara a race of sentient beings evolved from what human scientists assumed was a predatory species akin to earth felines, most notably Panthera leo, had what the human populace coined as a “hate boner” for Homo sapiens. 

Captain Harold Green, patrolled the entire length of his vessel. Checking in with the various departments. He like his crew was dressed in skin tight insulating bodysuit. The suits were highly efficient, and mandatory for these types of missions. Only minimal systems were left powered, restricting any possible radiative energy signatures to escape into the void of space and thereby giving Il’vara sensors a chance at detecting them prior to an attack. He had sixteen souls under his command, running two twelve-hour main shifts, with two overlapping split shifts. Each staffed with four crew.

“Status?” Green questioned the two-man crew staffing the “listening post”.

“All is quiet.” the senior, a woman names Janice Madison, replied. “Only background static.”

“Stay alert. We’ve finally completed the dead-drift into our operational zone.”

“Aye, sir.” Janice and her compatriot Thomas Saunders responded.

[firefromthegodspro]

Wow its certainly been one month since I posted, huh...

Has any work on Messier been done?

Nope! I've done nothing! Hahahahaha...

Ha....

Well, anyways, a TTRPG group I'm in joked about doing a monthly lit journal so now I'm writing and posting a story monthly on AO3 and shudders Wattpad.

Speaking of, I forgot how nightmarish it actually was to post on there until I tried copy/pasting from docs onto it.

I cried about my lost formatting like a chef cries about their cast iron seasoning when the pan is washed.

Anyways look forward to Isekai Complex coming, uhhh, Monday!

Isekai Complex

Kazumi Strive is a teen like any other. He goes to school, spends time with his friend, helps his mother around the house, and everything else an average high schooler does. And in his dreams, he is a hero... A story about dreams, reality, and the emotions associated with them.

So yeah, links will be posted on Monday when, yknow, the story is, but I figure why not generate hype now?

As an aside, I wish I had more outlets to post than just AO3 and Wattpad but that's just how the dice crumbles, or whatever.

I guess for now, though, if you don't want to wait for me to post the story links feel free to check out my linked AO3 and Wattpad page and follow so you can get notifs that way!!!

Weird, I feel like I just got possessed by the ghost of YouTube's past.

Anyways

As an additional aside, I pinky promise I will actually start working on Hibiki Symphonia backend stuff this month too. I wanna finish the story, but that requires rewatching Madoka. And for all my love of Madoka the ADHD experience is all drive being sucked out of something you love the moment it becomes work.

Somewhere in there I'm sure I'll find time to rework Messier.

Somewhere...