Fly Away From Here
by Axolotl2
While Louis Tomlinson has been living in isolation, stranded in his family's mansion and unable to break free, Harry's college life has had a rocky start due to a controlling relationship. But when the two young men collide, perhaps that's when their lives can truly begin.
Briefly enemies to flirty friends to lovers.
Rated explicit as there will be lots of smut.
Words: 3611, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Alternate Universe - College/University
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/OANE1Fb
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11 and 20 for the midnights ask game?
hiya!! thank you for the ask!! // from these asks
11. Karma — Do you believe in Karma?
mm, somewhat! i think that sometimes, bad people get bad things coming to them, just because enough people put up with their bullshit. i feel like i don't se it as often as i'd like, though.
20. Dear Reader — If your life was a book what would its title be?
hm . . . maybe something like don't look behind the curtain, just because that's a phrase that i say a lot, usually whenever i feel uncomfortable about my personal life--which i think would pretty much sum up how ii feel if my life wound up actually being a book! (if i'm a character in a book, i demand the author to step out from behind the curtain and explain to me things that i wonder about my life all the time lol)
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Caralh@ como eu amo essas músicas, parece que tô sofrendo um turbilhão de sentimentos 💔😭 ...
Mais eu tô bem pra porr@ kkkkkk
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Would it be inappropriate to ask if you'll still be posting on a03 if not here? 😭😭 Reading your fics is literally the best part of my week I CAN'T BELIEVE TUMBLR IS DOING THIS TO YOU WTF
hi! totally not inappropriate!! it feels good to know that everyone is as eager to read the next updates as I am to post them!!
what a compliment--makes me so happy to hear!!
I am going to see how the night goes and then figure out a plan for maybe posting on AO3 until I get out of jail!!
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do you mind? i'm very busy imagining spawn Astarion with the ability to polymorph into a bat and his darling druid tav who wildshapes into a raven both swooping through the golden and purple evening sky, ebony feathers gleaming in the setting sun, red eyes reflecting the first evening's stars, two winged creatures in love doing saltos and dancing in the clouds, falling down wings tucked in only to unfurl them mere inches before hitting the surface of the sea, causing the water to splash with the gusts of air from their wings, only for those falling droplets to reflect the sunset perfectly and create a magnificent rainbow that bat!astarion and raven!tav fly over - a rainbow bridge into a new tomorrow, a future free of worries, full of love and new possibilities.
then the sun sets, the stars come out and you watch a raven and a bat flutter off into the horizon, cawing and squeeking with glee. you don't know that these animals are soulmates in disguise, but something about the way they dance and zigzag through the purple skies tells you: they're in love.
happy.
free.
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Danny gets punted into the DC universe for some reason and proceeds to haunt Gotham because it’s gothic and there’s this hero cave with a bunch of cool tech (he misses Sam and Tucker) and this big family (he misses his mom and his dad and his big sis). He helps the vigilantes there with their battles and writes info he learns from spying on rogues on sticky notes (he misses clockwork) to leave by the files in the batcave. He thinks he’s being slick and stealthy but all the batfam realizes he’s there and basically pspspspspsps him into the family and somehow Danny never catches on
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'Yes, that old oak with which I saw eye to eye was here in this forest,' thought Prince Andrei. 'But whereabouts?' he wondered again, looking at the left side of the road and, without realizing, without recognizing it, admiring the very oak he sought. The old oak, quite transfigured, spread out a canopy of dark, sappy green, and seemed to swoon and sway in the rays of the evening sun. There was nothing to be seen now of knotted fingers and scars, of old doubts and sorrows. Through the rough, century-old bark, even where there were no twigs, leaves had sprouted, so juicy, so young that it was hard to believe that aged veteran had borne them.
'Yes, it is the same oak,' thought Prince Andrei, and all at once he was seized by an irrational, spring-like feeling of joy and renewal. All the best moments of his life of a sudden rose to his memory. Austerlitz, with that lofty sky, the reproachful look on his dead wife's face, Pierre at the ferry, that girl thrilled by the beauty of the night, and that night itself and the moon and ... everything suddenly crowded back into his mind.
'No, life is not over at thirty-one,' Prince Andrei decided all at once, finally and irrevocably. 'It is not enough for me to know what I have in me- everyone else must know it too: Pierre, and that young girl who wanted to fly away into the sky; all of them must learn to know me, in order that my life may not be lived for myself alone.
From War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
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i’ve been really loving this song recently and thought you might also enjoy it
aaah, thank you for the song rec! it's perfect for today :')
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Whump and cookies gif game...
Let's gooo..
🎲 Rolled a 3..
Square prompt: Fly me to the...
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