#i cant paint but i am a punk

[rabdoidal]

i dont have the artistic range to execute on fanart worthy of across the spiderverse, but have a quick collage piece for hobie’s band the spider slayers 

🧷 kofi link in bio if you’re feeling generous 🧷

[apathyfairy]

going back to my emo roots and painting my nails black again

[hecksupremechips]

Mutuals I have a dilemma and I require assistance okay

I have a massive crush on someone that I am friends with and I want to shoot my shot cuz it’s getting like unbearable keeping this to myself lol but they were in a long term relationship that ended badly a while back and it kinda messed them up so I don’t know if they’d really wanna consider dating me, or if they even like me that way and I would just be like. Really sad if I got rejected and they’re such a good presence I don’t wanna lose our friendship but I’m like gonna explode if I have to keep this in any longer so what should I do and how should I go about bringing this up 🥺

[drchucktingle]

misguided protectors of the trot

some unique ways are so overwhelmed by tales of woe that if you are joyful in your trot buds appear and say 'you cant exist you must be a parody'. it is amazing how hard it is for neurotypical cis straight buds to accept someone could just joyfully be queer and autistic

entire writing career has obviously had pushback from conservative devils but a few leftwing buds trying to police voices for special online points is always so eyerolling. 'chuck is homophobic a book about queer joy MUST be parody' 'chuck is ableist hes too aware to be autistic'

these scoundrels say ‘wait this is not dramatic tragedy about gay men overcoming discrimination? THEN IT IS NOT REAL QUEER ART’ or ‘wait your story about autism is not about how it was SO HARD but you finally made it when a neurotypical bud took you under their wing? FAKE STORY'

i am betting some who do this (sometimes literally to chuck over the years) will read this and say ‘well thats not me.’ and i have to say… ‘BUD IT IS YOU’. it might not be as obvious and you may think theres more nuance but THIS is the thought process just below surface

so what is point? point is: to all my well meaning leftwing buds, your love and care is appreciated but you do not need to police communities you are not in. support all you want but SUPPORT and POLICING are very different things. gatekeeping is not your job

second. work to accept that your buds CAN MAKE JOYFUL ART. they can also make STRANGE, SILLY, FRIGHTENING, SICKENING, PLAYFUL, or PUNK ROCK art. theres no one APPROVED way to express these perspectives, and if you are outside this community it is not your job to keep the gate

as time goes on and buds realize what i am doing with my creations these bad takes get rarer and rarer. i am DOIN VERY GOOD. my post is mostly out of concern for young buckaroo artists without a big following, who want to build something unexpected and strange and bold

let queer buckaroos write stories with happy endings OR terrible endings that make you squirm. let autistic buckaroos paint with joy and complexity or deep sadness and minimalism.  the way these voices get tokenized is by insisting they need to have ONE SPECIFIC WAY

proving love is accepting that we all have our own unique trot, even you. ESPECIALLY YOU. get out there and create YOUR THING buckaroo. thank you for reading buds. LOVE IS REAL

[crucified-bloodhound]

Hello Everypony

hi. despite the intro to this post i have little to no interest in horses or anything to do with them. i am jackie. jackie is gay that is all you need to know. however if u are intrigued by my peculiar nature and penchant for poetic horniness i encourage you to read further.

DNI:

cishets, terfs, exclusionists, and the otherwise bigoted

I AM:

white, he/she/it ze/hir boygirl, anarchist unlabeled fagdyke from the midwest

anywho

let's get down to business shall we

i love and fuck who i please, freak4freak

i hold a love for all things strange and the gentleness in violence

anything absolutely depraved i'm probably into, except for handcuffs, feederism, and stuff with bigoted undertones (u know who u are, dni)

both the homoerotic and the romantic/platonic are very important to me.

im asexual and a switch/service top; i love power plays, size differences (im 5'2.) and body worship, and im a little puppy :+3

my inbox is wide open and i am into many other things!! just don't be an asshole or send nudes w/out asking <33

hobbies now! i am in art school and i have so much audacity so No i have not chosen a medium concentration and i will only do so on a whim and when absolutely necessary

my favorites at the moment are photography and black and grey ink. i hold a special place in my heart for acrylic paint and luv designing tattoos. recently got cyanotyping chemicals so that'll be fun once the sun shows her pretty face. also had a beading phase so if your collar needs fixing i've got pliers <3

talk to me abt ur art form!! whether u do slam poetry or short films or math rock or interpretive tap dance. im serious about that last one it's impressive.

i also like working out! this is usually at the gym but i also love hiking and walking as well as sparring and dancing! i'm mediocre at all of it but must be able to trek the long trail at which end i find the boygirl of my dreams and swoop him in to my big strong arms

i like teeth. if ur new here, u will never hear the end of it. if you frequent these parts, welcome back. let me put my hands in your mouth. :+).

i periodically download the mobile games my mom plays (on triple match rn. fun asf) but i also love coolmathgames and rhythm games but my phone storage cant handle cytus ii anymore

i love alternative music!! from gothabilly to post-techno punk to dad rock and hair metal. i love music is general. composition is lovely but brain small. same thing as with other arts: TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT

and tbh! that's all i can think of. my memory is feeble and i must awake at the early hours of dawn come tomorrow, so i bid thee farewell and hope you will indulge my neurotic-erotica. also my cis man aspects are not using directions and thinking about the roman empire (i took latin in high school).

[harryshomebaby]

oh my god 5sos5 is beautiful and i have so many thoughts but i can’t organize them so here’s those

• EMOTIONS??? HELLO??? MY 16 YEAR OLD SELF IS SOBBING IM GONNA REBRAND BACK TO FUCKMEMGC ARE WE KIDDING ME MICHAEL

• TEARS! is so beautiful but so fucking dark i love it so much? the guitar is so fucking beautiful and it brings me back to the sad songs on sgfg, it paints such a clear picture of that kind of struggle and wow wow wow - definitely a favourite

• Bloodhound is my fav upon first listen… the second verse is giving Michael in good girls and I just need a minute… and THE FUCKING BRIDGE??? 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 THATS SO FUN

• Bleach is hands down one of the saddest songs I’ve listened to because of the visuals it paints like white walls, sterile, empty, losing everything I CANT- and they really had to joke about it being a Clorox jingle man fuck these BOYS… it’s also giving me a chiller version of if you don’t know which just YES

• The vocals in moodswings…. Yeah they knew what they were doing channeling their old sound again AND WE KNOW I LOVE THOSE PUNK VOCALS MICHAEL

• Bad omens is just beautiful and it feels perfect for the fall

• I really wanna scream best friends with everyone at a concert

• luke… you’ve just done it again m8

• I had chills for the entire hour I listened to this album… good job boys fr wtf

• just round of applause for all of the solos from all of them 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 especially Ashton like WOW BABE KILLED IT

• THE MUSIC AND SOUNDS AT THE END OF RED LINE??? WHY’D I TEAR UP?? CALUM?????

• the little “ooh” in flatline IS EVERYTHING TO ME THANK YOU FOR THAT ONE ASHTON this is also such a summer song I am in love

• Michael’s production overall is fucking incredible and I am so proud of him and this damn band I grew up listening to WOW LIKE THERE ARE NO WORDS EVERY SONG IS SO BEAUTIFUL IN ITS OWN WAY seeing them grow in their sound and now be producing their own music is insane and just reading all the little storylines to each song was so special and you can just tell how much this album means to them and im so happy for them @5sos

[sebisrotten]

I havent been posting in a while, ive been deep in the hole.

I never write much really, but tonight i feel like a bit

Been working on a pretty big wall painting commission, that kinda goes a little off my usual style in a sense? [ being the subject im painting its the deity ganesh ] im nearish the end of it and its been good becouse for a while they've been giving me a room to be in.

Living in a house in winter now feels weird, im used to be either in a tent or in some kind of squat or abandoned building really.. for a ling time now ive been living in a abandoned lectric tower without windows nor a door, water or electricity in the middle of the woods, and that was my house last winter too. I wished so much for a house and warmth and i just used to live at the bar that was a punk community of pilgrims like me.

But now

Its.. like i cant stand to be in this closed walls anymore. Im still in the middle of the wooda in the nothing in a village so small and so abandoned there is 7 houses in total. Yet.

Feels tight

And i dont understand why i feel like this.. why am i not happy to be in the warmth for once? And just .. crave the cold uncomfortable memory of where i was. Toxic environment of self isolation yet forcing myself to be around, all the days ive spent in those long tall walls of the tower on a moldy mattress smoking on silver just to make the time pass to be able to sleep

Ive been completely clean here. Painting, i can have a shower when i want, hell, i can even eat fresh food from the garden for free

Im being as lucky as ive ever been for the past years really

im not happy

I got sick for days with fever not being able to psint much but still be there painting something

But not for the passion

But for .. finish it? So i can go away

I can go

Ive been looking a lot a this little metal box i have where i have inside the burned foil from my past smoking

I feel tired looking at it, i dont want to go bsck to it, i dont want to face really my problems either tho

Ive faced a lot this years

Ive done my best

So much ive destroyed myself as much as i could, thinking more to not hurt anyone else anymore

Still i do it, still i try not to and learn

Still im tired

I dont know where im going with this really anymore, i could go on and on for days with shit, but i guess i just need to let it out somewhat, it doesent matter if snyone reads it or in the end i just wnd up deleting this or not posting it

It feels good to let it out there

Its like screaming in the void posting on the internet

Ive been wanting to make a comic, or like to continue, or maybe post my old ones but for how much i want to do i always manage to do only rhe half of it getting occupide in surviving and or the opposite really

My hands hurts now i think im done, before i cant move them anymore for days, fucking EDS is a pain in the ass when you gotta paint

[anosci]

(151-165 albums etc that I’ve listened to this year, copied from twitter) (now with art. [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12])

names and thoughts below cut

151/ John Tejada Presents Future Stars, Vol. 4 (2023) feels kinda retrofuture??? also, all over the place. yet just ok. hilights? Drew_and_ Pranav - Landing (massive cool! earthbound vibes my beloved) !nspector - Dead of Night (apt title)

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152/ PrismCorp Virtual Enterprises - ClearSkies™ (2013) midi miasma. it does have a nostalgic summery feel though. neat.

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153/ PrismCorp Virtual Enterprises - Home™ (2013) maybe its cheap but sometimes, midi musak is quick to fly into my heart. it's kind of hit and miss overall but also: finally, some respect for the XG classics!

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154/ Packed Rich - Warp Field (2023) there's a softness to each element, yet the percussion often sways a bit frenetic. a warm energy to contrast (and yet compliment) the cold timbres. "Fluid State" standout i think

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155/ Atom TM - HD (2013) man. i love this flavor of atomtm. the blindingly electric raw electropeppy whatever this is. kraftwerk 2. idk. exception: "My Generation". that's a really cool punk vibe but not my cup of tea. emphasis: still a really good tune.

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156/ Aleksi Perälä - Mental Union 3 (2013) maybe an odd place to start AP's catalogue, but im pulling from my 2013 list so: it's a really cool oldschool throwback vibe with a coat of shiny microtonal paint. apparently it dual released on rephlex? it's a perfect fit for the label.

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157/ Blawan - Dismantled Into Juice (2023) oh holy shit that is a SOUND. id be more verbose but idk what to add lol. fun to get excited by wild textures

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158/ Overmono - Good Lies (2023) summer party sound in a… hazy… 2step i think its called? it's neat but overall it doesn't seem to stick with me. vibes resonating at a different frequency ykno?

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159/ The Black Dog - The Grey Album (2023) broadly, a good album with some bleepy soundscapes. kinda chill. but… nothing really stood out for me? EXCEPT "Empire Statement Humanoid", which hits me just right …but that was on an earlier single, so hm.

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160/ Hiroki Kikuta - Indivisible OST (2019) i saw someone say this was kikuta's best work yet. that's a high mark to reach, but ill say: it's a solid ost all around. he rly flexes his action music here but I prefer his more chill swings (f.ex "Perpetual Heartbeat")

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161/ TOWA TEI - Lucky (2013) weird structure here. the start is filled with style that i dont care for, but cant deny its flavor. then it chills out into its own thing, which i enjoy more. however i think track 2 is cool and fascinating as it sounds ahead of its time to my ears

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162/ Machine Girl - GRLPWR EP (2013) cool chicago vibes… core? mixed bag imo. Howl and Krystle get it tho

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163/ VesperTown - Kaleidoscope (2014) very of the era, very bright and shiny. "Colour Wheel" is revealing to me that this is another sound i am nostalgic for

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164/ Sobria Ebrietas & Iliaque - Chemtrails (2023) opens full blast MASSIVE, perfect headphone material …then it kinda chills out and is ok overall. that opening track tho!!!!

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165/ Hudson Mohawke & Nikki Nair - Set The Roof (2023) hudmo always slappy. a bright and shiny gleam with just a touch of silliness. good vibes. its p short but slaps enough that im including it here lol

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[itsjustfire4]

Marauders as things my friends and I have said.. again (pt. 3)

Sirius: blonde/neg 🙄

Peter: I'M BLONDE?

Sirius: Get well soon

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Peter: what is the gay pirates hell is going on?

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Sirius: what the fuck no gay peopel in bro squad

James: bro homie pal home slice i would never do such non sock behavoir believe me

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James: *panicking over reading something wrong his crush sent him*

Sirius: Tell him you have dyslexia hoes love that

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Sirius: all the great punks be gay with their homies

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Sirius: Man I wanna paint my nails black again but like- i cant do my right hand! If only there was some attractive-person-soon-to-be-my-partner to do it for me! *dramatic sigh*

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Remus: I don’t wanna cry rn I have homework to do!

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*Peter & Sirius plying Mc*

Peter: Hey i found you’re favorite in thing!

Sirius: DICK?!

Peter: Coal?

Sirius: CREEPER AWW MAN

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Remus: Wait can you curse a penis?

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Remus: Why is the past day have i been confessed to by 3 people

James: my boy has bitches

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Remus: do you think i chose to be homosexual??????

Sirius: isn’t homosexuality a choice?

Remus: you’re right, thank you for bringing me to the light of jesus.. quite the light it is

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*Peter finds Remus’s address and threatens to come over*

Remus: IM NOT EVEN HOME ITS JUST MY DOG

Peter: bout to postcard ur dog <3

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Remus: also i’m not in toe of country town so i can be gay again

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Sirius: yay pears woo🍐🍐🍐

i love pears🍐🍐🍐

pears woo🍐🍐🍐

i love pears they the best fruit out there wooo🍐🍐🍐

James: pee

Sirius: i can't keep pretending Prongs i have something really serious to tell you but you have to promise this won't change our friendship

James: ok whats up

Sirius: i dicking hate pears

James: disgraceful

our friendship is over

i hate you

Sirius: Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors: Be still and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.

[dabisqueen]

Oooo I hope you don't mind but I wanna answer the questions in the tag! -🐯

I choose the classic red apples. They are sweetest out of the three and I like sweet. Fun fact, I hate eating the peel of the apple. It's too tough and bitter so I have a unique way of eating the apple to where I eat the flesh and throw away the peel

I don't paint that much but I have dabbled in painting with acrylic paints. So I guess that. 😅

I love both so much but to collect I would say novels. novels are less expensive than manga but I am slowly growing my manga collection. But the enjoyment of reading both are the same.

I would say green tea because I drink more of it and enjoy the flavor but black tea is good to drink in the mornings.

WITH MILK. I hate black coffee it's too bitter and the flavor is overwhelming. I don't like the taste of coffee that much. I am a type that stinks the dessert coffees instead. Lol

Without milk. I thought drinking tea with milk was kinda weird.

Both but I have been writing more as of late.

Ugh why not both? But I do enjoy the tapping sounds of the computer keyboard so I choose that.

Uh both? I won't choose you cant make me.

Snakes and frogs. I love reptiles and amphibians I own a per frog and would love to have pet snake. Spiders are… Too much for me.

I am a Pisces as Scorpios and cancers are great with Pisces so those two?

I don't really care. It depends if I am in the mood for reading.

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what kind of music do you listen to? Can you give me examples of artist or bands you like as well?

Hey Tiger!

glad you are back and answered those questions :D

As for 15 - I listen to so many different types of music styles. It really depends on my mood. I love Beethoven (Symphony Nr. 9) and Ravel (The Bolero). But I also like electronic music, punk, rock, oldies... I really do not like nor understand Death Metal nor Rotterdam Techno.

I even listen to Japanese Pop music (Do As Infinity!) and Kpop (BTS)!

But even Jazz and Blues is on my list. You see- the entire range.

Right now, I listen to a lot of Rock, to get inspired by Rockstar Dabi. Getting into My Chemical Romance and some songs that have been recommended by my Army of Dabi simps to me.

Three Days Grace - Infra-Red

Citizen Soldier - Hallelujah (I'm Not Dead)

closer – nine inch nails

Just to name a few.7

What about you? What do you listen to?

[sprimps]

(the eyes, chico, they never lie)

[moonandflowersfairy]

match up request: Hello! If your match-up requests are still open can i have one? If not, sorry to bother you and feel free to ignore this lol. My name is Ro, i'm a bi girl with a preference for men, i'm a scorpio, infp. Im very shy until i feel like i can trust someone, then i am very talkative. I love to make people laugh, i like going to parties and socializing, having deep talks, but i also really value my alone time. Im usually pretty calm but im quick to anger and just as quick to calm down. My coping mechanism is humour, if anything bad happens to me i just cant ~not~ make a bad joke that will make my friends and family doubt my sanity. Either that, or i act like nothing happened when someone asks because i dont wanna bother my loved ones with my problems. Im the definition of a gifted kid that now has a major burnout in academics. I'm pretty tall (170cm), a bit chubby, i have long red hair, brown eyes, i wear glasses which kinda give me a nerdy look. I usually wear heavy eyeliner and im into alt/punk fashion. Would love to get some piercings and tattoos someday. I like video games, painting, travelling (visiting lots of museums, they are so interesting), watching documentaries, anime and horror movies(they do make me paranoid and throughout the night i feel like im haunted when the furniture and floors creak). I love reading, learning about a variety of subjects and cooking/baking (my happy place tbh, nothing relaxes me more than baking some pound cakes). I love my friends, i'm very devoted to them and im the type to beat an ex's ass if they hurt my friends.I dislike overly crowded places, public speaking( is my worst nightmare), being forced to go out when im having hermit days. I cant stand people that fish for sympathy, people that are overly nice to everyone even if that other person is devil incarnate, people that have zero backbone and cant stand their ground no matter what.In a rs i'm looking for someone who i can have fun with and never (or rarely) get bored, someone funny, who i can laugh with over stupid things, someone who will support me in both my career and chaotic ideas. Someone who is a bit clingy, because i also am, but understands that sometimes i need my space. Ideally it would be someone that likes or doesnt mind pets, because i plan on having like 4. These are my preferences, but in reality im not really picky, just dont be a bigot, love &respect& be loyal to me and know how to have a conversation and im pretty much sold. My love language is acts of service, but i prefer to receive physical touch or words of affirmation. I dont know what else to include, so im just going to stop here. Also i didn't read the manga.Thank you so much and have a nice day/evening!^^

I match you with...

¡! Matsuno Chifuyu ¡!

Why?

because you too are way to cute to be real, honestly I see you as an adolescent romance forever, somehow you manage to mature together still with spark you had when you met. your relationship is based in comfort and spontaneity.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you met at a themed cafe, you crossed looks, not a single word came out, then you saw each other at the mall, still no conversation, and again, you met at a manga shop, this was too much coincidence, you even picked the same manga! you being the one to start the conversation, talking about the manga your hand held, and then talking about your past encounters, Chifuyu chuckling at the situation, asking for your number and everything. he left the manga shop with an innocent thought and then realizing he was kinda flirting with you, pink tinted his cheeks and part of his ears, feeling embarrassed at how that happened but proud at how natural it was.

text messages, lots of them, staying up until late answering the most random questions about each other thinking about your next encounter, soon to be happen

the day came and Chifuyu was super nervous, overthinking and stuttering. you were like him, but disguised it better, he looked too cute to be real.

dates and dates, it wasn't until the 4th month of talking to each other that Chifuyu decided to confess his feelings, admitting he was just a teenage dirtbag in love.

he is the most caring boyfriend ever, the whole package comes with him, even jealousy (not too much)

he started being more confident when he started dating you, you gave him that boost.

dates in cafes, carnivals, or at home. lots of cuddles included.

this guy is cheesy, so prepare for his cuteness.

overall loves you in general, wouldn't change that chirping voice of yours <3

with love, for @holoblue 💐

¡! song recommendation ¡!

sorry for not putting nsfw but Im not in the mood lately 😞

[sweetsubharry]

hi! do you have any fic recs of like really fluffy one shots

Hiya!! yes I do!! Aren’t they just the best sometimes?? Sorry this took me a few days to do! I had over 260 fics to go through on ao3 just under fluff (I really need to tidy my bookmarks!)  💖 There’s 79 in this list so it’s a long one!! ^-^

please stay safe and read the tags everyone! :)

freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this by rosesau

Harry (not so) secretly crushes on the cute footie player and fills pages with sketches of him.

Thunder started it by booloveshiscuppycake

Harry's always been scared of thunder storms. But louis' always been there to comfort him. Friendship and comfort turn into love. (Fluffy as shit)

but he cant be what you need (if he's eighteen) by lingerielarries

“I need you to do something for me.” Harry said, pinching his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger.

“It seems like you’re asking me to kill for you, H.” Louis laughed nervously.

“It’s nothing that drastic, I promise. It’s just. I don’t think it’s a secret that I’m not a.. normal eighteen year old.” Louis furrowed his eyebrows at that, narrowing his eyes at the younger boy.

“Are people giving you a hard time?” Louis wondered. Harry shifted in his seat and brushed some of his fringe off his forehead.

“Yeah, that’s. That’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.” Harry swallowed nervously. He could feel the sweat pooling at his hairline so he wiped it with the sleeve of his sweater. “I need you to uhm, pretend to be my boyfriend.”

or

the one where harry is sick of getting bullied and casts louis as the hot punk boyfriend to scare them away. louis needs harry to return the favor.

punk!louis and flowerchild!harry

the love is ours to make (so we should make it) by lingerielarries

“I’m.. Harry. I nanny? For Ernest and Doris?” Harry responded.

“A nanny? How old even are you? You look twelve.” Louis remarked. Something caught Louis’ eye, and a closer look revealed that Harry had a coat of pink nail polish on his fingers.

“Nineteen. I’m nineteen.” Harry replied.

“Right. Nineteen, wears pink, flower crowns and paints his nails. Who the actual fuck did my mum hire?”

or

the one where louis takes some time off from life to return home, only to be met with a strange boy in pink and a flowercrown as the nanny of his siblings.

All I See is You by ElegantSurrender

Even with the blood gushing from his nose, he couldn’t keep his thoughts on anything but the boy in front of him. He was just so… pretty. He smiled to himself, which only seemed to worry his boyfriend more.

“Why’re you smiling?” Louis asked confusedly, moving Harry’s bloody hand away, and replacing it with his, pinching his nose shut with a tissue. “You’re bleeding, and you’re fucking smiling.”

“Seeing you makes me happy.”

(or the one where Harry has a bloody nose and Louis takes care of him, and Harry really really loves Louis)

Pretty Blue Eyes (I don't care about the nightmares) by justgotowisharder

Harry has nightmares, Louis hates sharing the bed, they end up talking about dreams, they read Freud and they fall in love in the process.

Breathe by dontlietomehoney

Harry has an asthma attack and Louis is scared to death. What follows after though, scares both boys, pulling them apart and bringing them together.

with your love we could breathe underwater by luminescents

Harry’s brow furrows, a look of confusion spreading over his face. “But I am real. I exist, see,” he says, raising a hand out of the water and wiggling his fingers at Louis.

Louis finds himself relaxing a bit. Harry seems harmless really. And he’s quite cute, for something that’s not supposed to exist. If Louis is indeed having a hallucination right now, at least it’s a cute one.

AU where Harry is a mermaid, Louis is a human, and they both discover a lot more than they anticipated.

yes, you make my life worthwhile by orphan_account

Harry whispers to him that this feels like every dream he’s had for the last three years and Louis kisses his temple, behind his ear, across his cheeks and by the edge of his jaw. He runs the back of his finger across Winnie’s sleep-warm cheeks and sighs, the weight of the world finally off his shoulder.

Louis' a pediatrician, Harry's a preschooler teacher, and they're having a baby.

Weigh Us Down (We're In Love) by orphan_account

Harry’s eyes widen slightly at that. “We’re friends?”

Louis nods eagerly, smiling even wider. “Of course we are! You’re like, my first ever friend here. We just moved in, you see. Did I already tell you about that? Anyway! Maybe you can stay for dinner and I can show you my toys?”

Harry smiles. “You’ll let me play with you?”

Louis nods again, excited. “Of course!” He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then he’s slipping off the couch and crouching in front of Harry. “Oh, and Mum always kisses my wounds after she fixes them up. It makes me feel loads better all the time, so.” He leans forward and puckers his lips, pressing them over the bandage on Harry’s knee.

(harry and louis first meet when they’re eight and ten. this is their story throughout the years.)

Breathe by Jade_eyed

Can you write a Larry high school AU where Harry's a sophomore and Louis' his senior boyfriend and Harry's being bullied during class and has a panic attack and all he's saying is 'Louis' so someone goes into louis' classroom and gets him and louis' like freaking out when he finds out and just really fluffy and stuff i just need this okay

[ I changed it a bit , I'm sorry babe I tried. :( ]

Cause If You Let Me, Here's What I'll Do by stylesforstiles

Five times where Harry is Louis' baby

Zero Means Nothing When I'm With You by StripedAndBowtied

Louis doesn't know what he's looking for until he finds it.

Harry just knows he may defy his gender norms, with his height and clumsiness, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want litters of pups running around while he does domestic things all day long.

In other words, boy meets boy and no one can stop pining.

All my senses come to life by erikaeurekajoe

And it was true. Harry's senses were all coming to life, on overdrive in fact because a handsome blue-eyed stranger was holding his hands.

Because of Louis Tomlinson's Arse by AggressiveStress

One in which Harry is a clumsy Uni student that first sees Louis leaning over, picking up his things with his arse very prominent. Harry then falls down the stairs and Louis- wearing a nice little beanie- helps him back to his feet.

In All Its Imperfections by BriaMaria

From: Louis Tomlinson To: Undisclosed Recipients

Hello!

I’ve asked the front desk and you lovely folks are the ones who are on the same level as me in the car park. I found a to-do list today that looked somewhat important because it has lines of poetry scribbled at the bottom that seemed like they might be for a card project. The stationary has a moose in a canoe at the top of it (and he is quite adorable). Let me know if it’s yours!

Cheers!

“Oh. My. Fucking. God,” Harry whispered, his eyes darting over the sentences again willing them not to make sense. They did, they did make sense. “Oh. My. Bloody. Fucking. God.”

The next thing he knew he was on the floor, staring at the ceiling, with a very concerned Liam hovering over his head.

"What happened, mate?" Liam asked.

Harry just pointed to his computer.

Liam bent over Harry’s desk to read the email. “What? This isn’t bad. Is that your to-do list? Did you finally come up with the inside text for those cards?”

“Leeyum" he groaned. “It’s what’s on the list.”

“Oh,” Liam paused for a beat. “Is it dirty stuff?”

Harry nodded.

There was more silence. And then, “Dirty stuff with Louis?”

Delirious in Love by yourpricelessadvice (orphan_account)

Louis is there for Harry waking up from minor surgery; he wouldn't miss it for the world. For two reasons.

Stars Will Align For Us by 2tiedships2

"The serial monogamist is single," Niall said by way of introduction when he sat down across from Harry in the canteen.

Harry sipped his chocolate milk. "What are you going on about?"

"Your alpha dream boat," Niall said. "That tiny little footie player? I heard from Hannah that he's broken it off with his boyfriend so he’s single and ready to flamingle. Now's the time to make your move."

Harry sipped his chocolate milk harder to keep himself from replying.

Or the one where Harry is an omega at a loss of how to get past his pining and gain the attention of Louis...especially considering the alpha is always in a relationship.

(twenty minutes later) wound up in the hospital by callmelover

“Baby, I think a quick trip to A&E might do you some good, hm?” Louis keeps his voice as calm as possible. He doesn't want to startle Harry or make him scared, but he knows that Harry’s fever is too high and he can't risk Harry choking himself into another attack when he's so poorly.

He hears a sharp intake of breath come for Harry and he knows Harry is starting to panic. Louis moves his hand from Harry's hair to his back, rubbing circles into his sweat-soaked shirt.

“No, no. Shh, don't worry, darling. Everything is okay, you’ll be okay. I just know that the doctors will be able to make you feel much better much sooner than I can...Just want you to get healthy as soon as possible, okay?”

-

or the one where harry has the flu and louis is a protective, nervous-wreck of a boyfriend

You live in my heart by styleztomlinson

As soon as they’re done with their set, Louis only has one thing on his mind and that’s to get out of there as soon as possible.or,Harry is sick during their performance at the iHeartRadio festival. Afterwards, Louis takes cares of his baby, and dotes on his husband.

Take Care by secretlylarry

Louis really does love to take care of Harry when he's sick.

if we got nothing, we got us by tumsa

Harry is Louis' baby and he's sick as well.

Peppermint and Lavender (and Coffee) by 2tiedships2

“He was there again,” Louis announced by way of greeting. “Lottie was right and she can never know.”

"What the fuck are you talking about?” Niall asked as he snapped his laptop closed.

“The omega, Niall. He was there today. Just sitting in the corner looking pretty. Or at least his back is. He hasn’t turned around when I’m available to see. I know he’s beautiful though.”

"Okay?” Niall questioned. “What does that have to do with Lottie?”

Louis let out a huff. "She told me I shouldn’t work at a coffee shop. She was right.”

Or the one where Louis might have met the love of his life in a coffee shop. But that’s not how it’s supposed to happen.

So Long I've Been Waiting by kikikryslee

Niall held up his glass in a toast. “Cheers.” Harry stared at Louis as he brought the glass up to his lips, unsure of what to do. It wasn’t like he could refuse the drink, but he certainly didn’t want to have any champagne. Louis monitored everyone else, and as soon as they all had their heads tilted back, drinking their mimosa, he reached out and knocked Harry’s glass right out of his hand, sending it crashing to the floor. “Oh, no!” Louis pretended to be shocked at what had just happened. “Harry, you’re so clumsy. You dropped your glass.” “Yes,” Harry said seriously. “I am very clumsy.” --- Or, the one where Harry and Louis are having their first baby, and keeping it a secret until the end of the first trimester is a lot harder than they thought it would be.

Nothing's Gonna Stop Me But Divine Intervention by kikikryslee

“So… what’s next on the soul mate search?” Louis asked. “I don’t know,” Harry answered. “Whatever I’m doing isn’t working. I’m not finding him anywhere.” “He’ll get here. I know it." “Yeah. I know he’s out there somewhere; I just have to figure out where.” --- Or, the soul mate AU where Harry overthinks everything having to do with finding the love of his life, and Louis doesn't think there's a Mr. Right for him at all. It takes them a while to realize that their soul mate is the person they want it to be: each other.

We Made These Memories for Ourselves by supernope

Breath held, Harry squints his eyes open and focuses on the first stick. A blue line. Harry breathes out an unsteady breath. He’s pretty sure he read that one blue line is a negative, but he fishes the box from the bottom of the pile just to make sure.

“Negative,” he confirms, voice echoing around the small room. “Next.”

Now that he’s feeling a little less shaky, he scans the rest of the tests at once, is met with a headache-inducing mixture of pink plus signs and blue double lines. His heart rate picks up until it’s pounding triple-time in the base of his throat and the pit of his stomach, thundering in his ears and throbbing in his temples. He flips over the rest of the boxes slowly, but he knows what they’re going to say before he even looks.

[or, Louis is a footballer, Harry owns a bakery, and they're having a baby.]

taken by the wind by scrunchyharry

When he decided to move to London with his sister, Harry thought he would finally get to learn how to control his magic. He couldn't possibly have predicted that he would fall for her neighbour.

Or the one where Harry is a clumsy witch and Louis is making everything worse just by existing.

Piece by Piece by SadaVeniren

He rubbed his hand over his lower stomach and closed his eyes. Louis was going to lose his fucking mind.

(aka Harry tells Louis he's pregnant and it goes as expected)

And We Linger On by stylesforstiles

Harry is pouting. Louis takes care of him

There's a Hole In My Soul, Can You Fill It? by stylesforstiles

Sometimes Harry is so tired. Louis always wants to fix it.

one glance and the avalanche drops by Wankerville

It's strange, honestly, having someone so gorgeous in his kitchen, and not only physically gorgeous, but, like, the everything else gorgeous. The type of gorgeous that Louis wants his life to always be covered in. The type of gorgeous he wants lying in sweatpants and an old t-shirt on his couch when he gets home from class. The type of gorgeous he wants to have shoving crisps down the front of his shirt. The type of goddamn gorgeous he wants to kiss, and coddle, and like, love.

Which is ridiculous- he doesn't know him. Pfft.

(or an au wherein louis buys a christmas tree and harry is the boy in leggings who delivers it. they are a christmas classic.)

Do Not Falter (There's a Star Ahead) by LadyLondonderry

It's Christmas Eve, and every single one of Louis' family members are crowded inside his little flat. Really, what more could he ask for on his birthday?

The present he never knew he wanted - in the form of an omega from his past - might just make this his most memorable Christmas.

Right Here Waiting by lovelarry10

Louis and Harry are expecting a baby. Harry's heavily pregnant and nesting madly, determined to make their home ready for their baby.

Blow Out the Candles, Baby by iwillpaintasongforlou

Louis' been planning Harry's 20th birthday party for weeks, and Harry's too sick to move. Louis might be the kind of sap who tries to nurse him back to health with cuddles and jokes and cupcakes for two.

Never Let You Fall by iwillpaintasongforlou

Harry slips on stage and gets a minor concussion, and Louis insists that he spend the night in the hospital just in case. He then turns into a protective baby lion because that is his Harry and he'll be damned if anything happens to him on Louis' watch. Harry rolls his eyes a lot but doesn't really mind.

Asthma and Bad Jokes by Larry_Klaine_Stylinson

When Harry has an asthma attack on stage, Louis has to go and help him. He leaves Niall in charge of keeping the audience entertained.

All I Need is Oxygen (and You) by lululawrence

There are only two ways to navigate Bloomfield High School: become popular or make yourself invisible.

With the help of his best mate Niall, Harry’s introduction to high school hadn’t been half bad. Despite being a “bandie” – the lowest of the low in the ancient hierarchy of high school –Harry had somehow managed to survive freshman year relatively unscathed. So naturally, Harry would have been perfectly happy to resume his position of invisible trombone player number four for the remainder of high school. But one day something drastic happened, something that would change the course of Harry’s entire existence (probably).

It was the last football game of his freshman year, and the band was back in the stands after performing a rousing rendition of Bloomfield’s alma mater during half time. Harry was gracelessly wiping the slobber from the mouthpiece of his trombone when he saw him.

Louis Tomlinson.

Or...a High School AU where Harry is a bandie and Louis is the epitome of cool, so naturally, Harry must find a way to get his attention and win his affections.

i’d burn this city down to show you the light by you_explode

Harry's a sheltered rich kid and Louis's a punk with a heart of gold. They meet when Louis breaks into Harry's house, Harry obtains an instant and all-encompassing crush, and they spend the summer falling into a whirlwind romance.

put your head on my shoulder by wayfared

Niall gives Harry until the end of marching season to either a) make a move on Louis Tomlinson or b) get the fuck over him. Either is easier said than done. Basically, your High School AU with a drum beat.

we should get jerseys, 'cause we make a good team by ellisaco

Harry's not very good at football, but he's aces at cheering Louis on.

Snow by hlftanna

Louis hid something from him. Harry was 100% sure of that. He knew him better than he knew himself. And. He. Hid. Something. From. Him. Harry just hasn't figured out what. Because if Louis wanted to hide something from anyone he usually succeeded because he was Louis Tomlinson.

Use Your Words by zedi

based off this prompt: collage au where jock!harry always serenades flowercrown!louis with love songs in their music class. what nobody knows is that harry actually kinda means the words he sings.

But instead it's Louis as the jock and Harry as the flowerchild because I do what I want.

see the truth (it's me for you) by orphan_account

If you asked Louis the first day of his French Literature class what he’d be doing on the last, he’d probably never have guessed it would involve helping a poorly Harry Styles study for the final exam. Good thing he’s not a betting man.

(Or the one where Louis and Harry spend an entire semester ignoring each other after a one-night stand, only to come face to face when Harry manages to catch the stomach flu during finals week. Sometimes fate is funny like that.)

calling out for somebody to hold tonight by heartinsidemine

“Dunno why I can’t sleep,” is the first thing Harry says into the still, quiet night.

“New flat, new noises,” Louis murmurs, finally setting the kettle on the stove and turning properly toward him. “New responsibilities, too, eh? Second year, you’re working your way up in the world.”

Harry rolls his eyes, shaking his head. “Nothing’s really new, though, is it? I mean, the location, but… I’ve got the same job I had last year, same basic courses, same workload…” He sighs out, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“You and me are in the same boat, though,” Louis murmurs to him. He hates seeing Harry like this, even though rationally he knows that he can’t do anything about Harry’s insomnia. “Finding it difficult to sleep myself. Was gonna turn on the telly, maybe the cooking channel until I fall asleep. Care to join me?”

He doesn’t think twice about the offer before making it; it only makes sense. They’re both exhausted and they both sleep better with a cuddle, and anyway Louis would absolutely rather have a conversation partner than only the walls of his room for company.

Running Down To The Riptide by sweaterpawstyles

"I can't give you your present yet, Lou."

Louis furrowed his brows. "And why is that, my love?"

Harry smiled at his lap. "Because your present is under my sweater," he pulled his free hand that wasn't laced with Louis' and gently laid it on his stomach. "I'm pregnant."

Or

It's New Year's Eve and Harry has a surprise under his sweater

Song For The Springtime by sunshiner

“Cherry blossoms,” Harry mumbles. “The solution’s cherry blossoms.”

Uni AU.

the happiest place in our universe by tippytoetomlinstyles

Harry holds Louis’ hand and looks around at all the exciting and beautiful things and Louis looks at him because he finds him the most beautiful and exciting thing there is.

or the one where Louis takes Harry to Disneyland and Harry convinces Louis to wear Mickey Mouse ears to match his Minnie Mouse ears.

Made From Love by lovelarry10

It's almost Christmas, and amongst the preparations, Louis' realised something about his husband Harry.

Harry, however, seems to be oblivious.

Louis' determined to open Harry's eyes and make him realise the real magic that's happening this Christmas...

Another Constellation to Trace by screwstyles

Louis wiggles his eyebrows. “I’m winning that bet.”

“What bet?” comes Niall’s excited voice from behind them, followed by footsteps. “I wanna be in on the bet!” he shouts, prompting Harry to quickly roll down his shirt sleeve and straighten his shirt where it’s still crinkly after Louis’ hands.

Niall takes one look at them and purses his lips in a tight line. “Were you guys making out again? Isn’t the fire meant to die down a bit after eight years?”

“Trust me, the fire is still very much alive,” Louis winks at Harry. “One could even say it’s cooking something.”

-

Mpreg AU: Louis and Harry bet on who can keep Harry's pregnancy a secret for longer. Neither of them is particularly good at it, and it doesn't help that their soulmate tattoos make it even harder.

another pair of feet by honey_beeing

where Harry is pregnant and Louis is an oblivious idiot.

We Were Made to Love by supernope  

“Everything all sorted? Need help with the buckles? I know they’re a bit tricky in this compartment.”

The voice startles Louis out of his daze, and he turns toward the voice to let him know he figured it out. When he catches sight of the owner of the voice, though, his response dies in his throat. Whatever he had imagined the conductor of a children’s train that rides around the shopping centre in Leeds would look like, this is certainly not it.

Leaning through the window, arms folded across the sill, is a green-eyed angel with cherry red lips stretched wide in a smile and dimples flirting in his cheeks. A black conductor’s hat is the only confirmation that this is not some gorgeous stranger who’s come to flirt with Louis through the window of a children’s train, but is just a man doing his job.

[or, Harry drives a kiddie train in the shopping centre for the summer and is obsessed with babies, and Louis never stood a chance.]

here comes the sun by orphan_account

“Everything’s going to be fine,” Louis promises, his pink, chapped lips moving slowly in the cold. It matches the beanie on his head—pink, because they found out this morning that they’re having a girl and that’s just.

Harry’s going to be a dad. To a little girl. Five months from now he’ll be holding her in his arms, and she’ll be so lovely and small.

They’re going to have a spring baby and she’s probably going to have Louis’ eyes. What a blessing that would be. Harry crosses his fingers on the hand inside his pocket, hoping that she does. He’ll love her either way—blue or green or even brown eyes, it doesn’t matter—but he’d really like them to be blue, he thinks.

[Harry is a pediatric specialist, Louis is a neurosurgeon. All they want is a baby.]

So Put Your Hands In (The Holes of My Sweater) by Kat_rawr

“Are you gonna kiss me then?” He asks so quiet he isn’t even sure Louis heard him.

“I think it’s bad luck if I don’t.“ Louis’ breath is hot on Harry’s skin in the cold air. They stand in the dark; Louis’ face only lit up by the yellow-ish light from the street light a few metres away. The light over the door of their building hasn’t worked in years.

“Okay,” Harry says, and of course his cheeks heat up. There are definitely butterflies in stomach and his mouth is definitely dry.

or,

Harry and Louis go on a lot of not-dates

A Little Kind of Magic by Star55

A tiny tale of Louis' Very Important Birthday and Christmas at Hogwarts that Harry loves celebrating with his best friend whom he absolutely is not in love with. No matter what Niall says. (He's a little in love with Louis.)

it tastes like you, only sweeter by EmmyLouWho

Sometimes Harry hates being a second year, like when all his older friends get to go to Hogsmeade and he has to stay behind in the castle. Luckily, Harry has a Louis to make everything better.

For the prompt: “I’m not allowed to go to Hogsmeade but you always tell me stories about it and bring me candy from Honeydukes”

Sun-Dappled by QuickedWeen

Louis and his best friend Harry are in their seventh year at Hogwarts, facing down their future together. Louis has been in love with his best friend for as long as he can remember, and he begins to feel a sense of urgency as the second semester begins. Finally he hatches a plan to tell Harry about his feelings on Harry's birthday.

Sweet Like Sunshine by orphan_account

When Louis saves him from some seventh years bullying him on his lack of Quidditch skills, Harry takes offense. Louis offers to teach him to make up for it. They fall in love somewhere along the way.

Featuring one exasperated Niall, trips to Hogsmede and many flying sessions.

Follow Me Down This Time by supernope

Harry first noticed Louis in his second term at Hogwarts, and despite three years of inventing ways to stumble across Louis, he's never managed to actually work up the courage to speak to him. Also known as, self-indulgent Hogwarts AU, because every fandom needs Hogwarts AUs.

For Reasons Wretched and Divine by panicmoonwalk

Niall’s head was sitting in the fireplace, wide grin lighting up his features as flames licked the bright tips of his hair. Louis promptly dropped his tray at the sight.

“Bloody hell!” He yelled, half at the sudden appearance of Niall in the fire and half at the scalding cocoa he’d just dropped on his bare foot. “What are you doing?!”

Niall just continued to grin, clearly highly amused by Louis hopping on one foot and desperately trying to search for a weapon he could use to beat his friend’s head out of the fireplace.

“Well,” Niall began. “We’re going on an adventure!”

Or, the one where Louis and Harry’s Christmas holiday at Hogwarts is rudely interrupted when they’re dragged off on a tropical wizard’s vacation, featuring some angry centaurs, a spell gone wrong, and the ‘weirdest birthday anyone’s ever had. Ever’.

Loving with a Little Twist by hrrytomlinson

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know Niall! I just promised my mother I’m bringing my boyfriend - a boyfriend I don’t have - to Thanksgiving dinner. What should I do? I can’t call back and be like, ‘Oh yeah mom, that boyfriend I said that I have, I don’t actually have. Sorry to disappoint you.’ My life is ruined.” Harry returns to suffocating himself with the pillow.

Niall laughs and Harry growls at his best friend’s unwarranted happiness in this life-ending situation. Harry is fucked. Fuck. He needs a boyfriend. Fuck.

(or a thanksgiving themed fake/pretend relationship au)

everywhere (i wanna be with you) by itiswhatitisbutterfly

Harry and Louis meet because they have terrible friends, they fall in love because something feels right in a world of uncertainty and shifting grounds. Louis is an actor and Harry is a model at the top of his game, the best things in life are the most unexpected ones and the things that hit you when you are least expecting it.

Featuring winter in London, nights in Paris, early mornings in New York, burning heat in Monte Carlo and an enduring love spent transcending four corners of the globe.

on a wednesday, in a cafe by wreckedboyfriends

“What can I get for you today?” he asked without looking up, arranging the last of the pastries.

“Have any recommendations? Never been here before, actually.” Harry hit his head on the top of the case in his haste to look at the source of the voice. It was a really beautiful voice, small and high and just lovely, if a voice could be lovely. Harry thought so. “Alright, mate?” the man asked when Harry finally composed himself, rubbing the top of his head as he took his place at the register.

Harry opened his eyes, and fuck. If Harry had thought his voice was lovely, the man himself was on a whole other level. “Alright, mate?” He repeated and shit. Harry had been openly staring for quite awhile, hadn’t he?

“Yeah,” Harry replied, and it came out sounding like a semi trailer running over gravel. He cleared his throat. “Yeah,” he repeated. “Um, the cherry danish is quite good, I think. ’S my favorite.”

The man smiled. “One cherry danish it is, then.”

OR Harry’s spent the last year with six locks on his door, a pair of too-flamboyant boots buried in the back of his closet, and insecurity issues the size of a mammoth. Louis changes some of that, but Harry changes the most.

I Long For You by AnotherAnonymousWriter

Thirty minutes later, he's sat on a bench in Hyde Park with a book in his lap and a travel mug with hot tea in his hand. Not far from where he's sat, a group of boys are playing football and a bunch of children are chasing each other. Life is good.

Or at least, life is good until he hears a familiar “LOOK OUT!” and sees a football flying in the direction of his face.

And then everything is black.

(Harry gets hit in the head by various objects and falls for a boy with blue eyes.)

Let It Snow by thebrainisafunnyplace

Bakery owner Harry Styles is always cold, until he hires local university student, Louis Tomlinson to work as a cashier. When the storm of the year hits, the boys find themselves stuck together inside the bakery the night before Christmas Eve. Luckily, they have each other to keep warm.

everything i can arrange, every part of me you change by orphan_account

“Don’t you try that shit with me,” Niall spits the second he reaches Louis, pulling off the hood with force. “What the hell is this?” He plops down next to Louis on the empty bleacher and unceremoniously pushes a sheet of crumpled paper in his face.

Netflix and Chill Buddy Application

It’s like no matter how hard Louis tries, he can’t seem to run away from this stupid fucking flyer. All the girls (and some of the boys) in every one of his classes have been talking about it all week. It’s on every wall of every building on campus. Louis went for a jog last night and he nearly tripped and died over a loose one on the football track.

[Harry needs a big spoon and Louis refuses to let anyone steal his position. Based on this post.]

No words by becharlatan

Harry is a music student who never talks because he's a total introvert. Louis happens to bump into him by accident and as if like the constellations, the two have aligned their paths together despite their differences.

Sun Emoji Moon Emoji by mybeanieandme

For the prompt:

University!au: Harry works at a cafe as the busboy and Louis just really wants to get to know him. (Louis pines for an insecure Harry for a semester)

nonstop earthquake dreams of you by lumineres

And there's heat behind it, blazing, plasmatic, like stars crashing together, like an explosion in space, like a supernova, like a black hole--everything else sucked out of existence. There's no bed and there's no pillow and they're not lying down, just floating somewhere, somehow, and there's no room and there's no X Factor house and there's no Niall snuffling or Liam's deep, even breathing and there's no wind or traffic outside and there's no hum of the heating unit and it's all just Louis. All encompassingly Louis.

or, harry falls hard and finds louis already at the bottom

Kiss From A Rose by lovelarry10

Harry is the quiet one in the office no one ever notices. Until Louis does, that is. When notes start appearing on Harry’s desk, he ponders who is behind the kind words, oblivious to Louis’ attempts to get his attention...

Black Cat by lalune15

Inspired by this tumblr post (not asked or requested): fic where louis works at a haunted house jumping out at people and harry’s friends drag him along even though he doesn’t really like haunted houses. when louis jumps out to scare their group, harry freaks out and accidentally jumps into louis’s arms. louis just squeaks. harry ends up sitting there with louis the rest of his shift and totally doesn’t come back every night after that.

Be Mine, For Always by zams

Louis is happy when Harry is happy. That's what Louis wants, and so when Louis starts feeling weird when Harry cuddles with Liam, Zayn, or Niall instead of him, he keeps quiet. But the burning, uncomfortable feeling Louis gets deep in his stomach when he sees Harry contentedly nuzzling Liam's neck, or Harry's arms and legs tangled around Niall like an octopus, or Harry's face smushed in Zayn's stomach as Zayn plays with his hair only gets worse as the days go by.

Loosen Up My Buttons by softfonds

The beautiful man opened this bakery about a year ago. He remembered the exact day he came: a glum, rainy morning in the middle of February, which instantly turned brighter the minute he saw him. The man had come in with some paint buckets and tools, and Louis doubted he would be able to fix up the drab place all by himself. But as he walked down the stairs at the end of the day and saw the man standing there in the middle of a gorgeous pink and white shop, clearly proud of his work, Louis fell in love at first sight. If only he knew how to talk to him.

Usually, Louis knew how to flirt. He prided himself on it. But every time he looked at the beautiful man, he completely forgot how to form sentences, and there was no way he could go up to him only to make a fool of himself. That was the last thing he needed.

Or, Louis owns a tattoo shop called Pretty in Ink, Harry owns a bakery called Rolling Scones, they haven't been introduced, and Valentine’s Day seems like the perfect opportunity to finally talk to the man Louis has been pinning over for the past year. And they both end up with more love than they bargained for.

Coffee Cups and Football Boots by kimtaedumb

Harry’s stood behind the counter again, but this time he’s painting his nails. Louis strolls up to the counter and, thanks to his no brain-to-mouth filter, blurts out, “Isn’t that a little girlish, Haz?” leaning closer to inspect.

Harry lets out a little huff as his hand slips, “Oh, damn, now I’ve messed it up,” he pouts and turns to Louis, “Why should making myself feel pretty be girly?”

Louis holds up his hands in surrender, “’M not judging, jus’ curious is all.”

(The entirely cheesy and cliché Christmas AU, in which Harry doesn’t give a damn what people think about him – mostly – and Louis may be a little bit in love.

Alternatively, the one in which Harry owns a café that’s barely scraping by and Louis is a footballer and he takes Harry away for Christmas.

Featuring Zayn as a cocky little shit that most definitely needs to be put back in his place, Niall as the loveable Irish dude who drinks too much and flirts with Zayn more than the average girl, and Liam who loves everyone but hates them all at the same time.)

you make my whole world feel so right when it's wrong by orphan_account

“Curly?” Louis says, stepping into Harry’s sight. “You okay?” Harry looks up from where he has two things in his hands, a thick winter coat sized for a newborn, and a sweatshirt fitting a grown man such as himself. He looks up at Louis, stricken, and holds them out for him to see. “They’re the same price,” he says. “They’re both forty dollars! Forty dollars for such little material.”

(or, Harry is pregnant and stops at the mall to buy cheap baby clothes. Louis has extra money from working a long shift, and he can't think of a better way to spend it than on him.)

you were the ocean, i was drawn into you by by orphan_account

where harry takes pictures and worries too much and louis plays guitar.

i'll be your sunflower by scagnetism

“What do you think’s gonna stop us now?” Harry says cheekily, laughter in his voice as he looks up at Louis. “Something’s gotta get in our way like always, doesn’t it?”

“Ha,” Louis grins, kissing his cheek and holding open the door for him as they make their way toward the car. “Nothing’s gonna interrupt us this time. ‘S gonna be perfect, just like Pumpkin.”

Or, a few interruptions aren't going to stop Harry from having a perfect pregnancy and having the family he and Louis have always dreamed of.

Send Me Your Pillow (The One That You Dream On) by flowercrownfemme

Harry is embarrassed to realize he's nesting but can't stop stealing Louis' things for his nest.

Short fluffy o/o gaybo drabble with lots of cuddles and softness and sock stealing <3

As one we are everything/We are everything we need by louloubaby92

Harry finally marries the love of his life. He's got the mating mark, he's got Louis' ring on his finger.

And now, he's on his honeymoon. Louis is but a door away, waiting for him.

Honestly, he doesn't understand why he's nervous.

only guilty of loving you by sweetrevenge

After Harry gets set up with his co-worker's alpha friend Louis, he's expecting some pleasant conversation, free dinner, and maybe a new friend. What he doesn't expect, however, is that Louis' arrival in his life begins a life of crime Harry never knew he had in him.

A You've Got Mail!AU with a twist.

[boys-from-santacarla]

hi hi!! so i saw that people could send in an ask describing themselves to get a lost boy paired with them? but yeah heres a desc of me ig!

so i’m tall, and relatively large- i have dark purple/burgundy hair in a shaggy mullet with an undercut. i come up with crazy ideas and shit but i almost never go thru with them bc i get a n x i o u s- anyway i love rock and punk such as dead kennedys, mötley crue, def leppard, the ramones, ect and goth/alternative such as the cure, joy division, bauhaus, sisters of mercy, and souxie sxioux and the banshees (i have the brain capacity of a seagull so my apologies if i misspelt that). i love small tattoos, and stretch ears. i am german, french, irish and scottish, hawaiian/other pacific islander that i don’t wanna mention all of them and jewish! i don’t think i needed to include that but i’m proud of my heritage and i thought maybe it would be useful sjfjsjfnks. i can go from moments of batshit like licking chargers, eating lotion, sand and paint, and lighting things on fire and “i wanna live in a big city and cause chaos and make others fear me” to “i wanna live in a small cottage in the rolling hills of scotland and raise sheep and have 3 cats named rat, tat, and tatta” i love painting, and i have multiple articles of clothing that i have painted and drawn on, as well as cut, but i cant sow for the life of me. i also wanna have a small apartment somewhere but travel the world in a van. yeah- i think that’s about it- sorry this was so long KFJDBFJDNFJFMJ

DUDE, YOU ARE ASKING TO BE PAIRED WITH

Marko

Man, what a deadly twosome. You'll have the boys' nightmares coming true.

I don't know if you are taller than him. If you are, oh boy, can you enjoy it making blondie upset. He finds you being taller than him a real turn-on. If you aren't, he still finds you sexy as hell.

This man comforts and helps you with your anxiety, because when he falls in love there will be nothing as pure and strong in your life as what he feels for you, so if there is anything he can do to assist you, count on him. And about the crazy stuff, you know he is a mentally strange motherfucker too, and that is something that makes the two of you the explosive couple you are. If your anxiety stops you from doing something you love, he will encourage you to do it, because he knows you have the potential and blindly trusts in your skills, but will understand if you insist on not doing it and will give you time and space if you still don't feel prepared or in the mood. He will never give up tho.

You two would have these amazing brutal-as-fuck compilations with your favorite songs. Dividing them into moods, like having your favorite punk songs in the "wreck the system" tape, and your favorite metal songs in the "sunset strip whore" mix. For when you get into the classic goth mood, the atmosphere it creates and his company can turn the moment into a romantic event.

He shares your fascination for corporal modifications, so he will speak with you about some cool tattoos he saw in some random guy's arm at the boardwalk or this idea he has for a tattoo that he swears would look incredible. If you wanted to get one done for yourself, he will help you out selecting or designing the concept and will be by your side at the moment of getting it done. You could get a tattoo of an ordinary happy face and he would tell you it creates a super tough and dangerous aspect.

Ok, this is more a headcannon of mine, but I believe Marko to be Jewish too! So you will have him pronouncing B'shert very often.

Now, oh Lord, I wish I could tell you he is going to protect you from catching an infection, but truth is, there's no voice of reason in a pair like this. The worst part is, you two compete to see who can endure eating more sand. I'm not sure who would win this one.

Ah!, almost forgot, Paul had to buy a fire extinguisher because now he has two pyromaniacs in their prime to worry about.

First off, those are now top on my list "best names for your domestic rats" lmao. Second, this guy follows the game. I mean, the only friends he has besides the boys are his pigeons, and I bet my left arm one of them it's named Rambo.

Yes, this is sweet. He has this DIY fascination too, so for date ideas you two get together with a bunch of clothes ready to be modified. Like kids in kindergarten, you two end up with paint all over your faces, but the final product is worth it, tho. Because you two can express your distinctive styles with your brand new shirts and jeans. Cut wounds will be involved in this too.

[warmau]

kick it!au x nct 127

more like punk!au 127, but it’s inspired by the n version of the album!

taeyong

only heir to one of seoul’s biggest tech businesses, but no matter how much his parents try to get him to act like one 

he really could give a rats ass about it 

sometimes his parents think he’s doing it on purpose - the over the top outfits and the heavy music

the skipping out on important meetings, the hanging out with people who don't even imagine what kind of tax bracket his parents are in

but taeyong just cant bring himself to want to give his whole life away 

to slaving over some company in some high office in a building so far off from the wonders life has to offer

he’d rather run around and experience what he can while he’s young and his body can handle it 

so for a while, he just runs away - it sets of a massive panic throughout the city of seoul as his parents send out search teams and private investigators

and the police are put on the case 

you watch the news and sigh, spotting taeyong spread out like a comfortable cat on your couch

“you know sooner or later they’re going to find out you’re here.”

“no they won’t. you were an intern in our legal department - you never even officially met me.”

he answers, playing with the threads off of his holed up tshirt before sitting up

“hey - if you really don't want to be involved in this, just run away with me to London like i offered.”

you take a bite of toast

“won’t that just get me more involved - we’ll both become fugitives. well i will, you’ll probably be saved by your parents money.”

taeyong’s eyes darken and his beautiful features fall sullen

you hear him hit the back the pillow with a soft thud

“i wish i wasn't living my life on the back of my parents - it’d make everything so much easier.”

you get up, leaning over the couch to look down at him 

you met him when you’d gotten fired from your internship actually

why? because you threw hot coffee on some creep manager trying to feel you up and taeyong, who’d been passing by the floor, had watched mesmerized as you’d yelled at him for even thinking of touching you

it was the most badass thing he’d ever seen and when you were dragged away and tossed out of the building

he’d run up to you and offered to help you out

you thought he was saying he’d get you your job back - which you didn’t want because you didn’t want to work with creeps

but taeyong had actually meant getting you a favor at another company

even if he was a punk kid with no interest in business, he was still pretty charismatic with the other kids his age with parents in high places

he was the reason you had a comfortable life now - so when he shoed up on your doorstep you couldnt say no

now you’re looking at him and he’s looking up at you - the lost look in his eyes makes you so sad

“i cant run away with you anywhere, but you’re welcome to stay here for as long as you want.”

his lips turn up in a smile but before you can pull back he leans forward and you feel the softness of his mouth brush yours

you freeze with your hands digging into the couch and taeyong puts out his own palm on your cheek

“what if i wanna stay here with you forever?”

his tongue runs along the outline of your bottom lip and you feel the strength in your arms sort of fade

“are you doing this just to piss off your par-”

you start when you pull back, but he shakes his head and taeyong is not good at lying

“no. im doing all of this because i do want to be with you.”

jaehyun & johnny

guitarist and drummer of their garage punk band that they started in highschool together

to be honest, johnny had suggested it as a way to get themselves more popular - and jaehyun had thought it’d be a fun way to pass the long summer days

but now they’re actually pretty well known in the underground scene

and have went on to play booked shows in packed bars and events

they even have self designed merch which is kinda,,,well,,,,their fans love them anyway lol

you’re actually a server at one of the bars they play pretty frequently, and even though most of the crowd is pushed up on the stage when they play

there are some stragglers or bored significant others who occupy the tables in the back and who you have to deal with 

they usually complain to you about the loud, thrashing music - but you have to say - you kind of dig the duo’s chaotic energy

plus jaehyun always looks handsome in leather black jeans and hair slicked back, while johnny looks just as enticing with disheveled brown long bangs and a right sleeve full of tattoos 

you think some of the people in the crowd don’t even fancy the music that much either - the two musicians are pretty much a sight to enjoy on their own

you actually favor,

jaehyun - the guitarist and the main singer who always looks cold and put together

you sometimes akin him to more of like a businessman than a punk musician

but he really does have a lovely voice when he isn’t screaming into a mic

also - he tips better than most people - when he comes back to the bar to get a drink after the show

fans usually follow behind him like ants on honey

but he always makes it a point to get a few minutes before them so he can chat with you

his questions are usually about how you like the songs, you have the sneaking suspicion he’s the one who writes them

and you always enjoy the moments before his hoard attacks him

one evening you collect his bill and are surprised at the large tip again - but also at his number scrawled at the bottom and a question

thinking of writing my first love song, i think you can really help with that.....if you’d want to.

johnny - the drummer and the wilder part of the two

he’s got tattoos and is always jumping around and throwing drumsticks into the crowd 

he looks like a mess when he’s up there, feeling the music and going insane with the fans cheers

but when he gets off stage he has those long sweaty bangs in his face

and usually is missing a part of his shirt that either tore or was torn off

he always finds you after, when you run back to the kitchen which is beside the back of the stage

usually for more snacks for the bar - and he always coaxes something free out of you 

you like his one-liners and genuinely happy smile so you dont mind

and sometimes he tells you about a new tattoo or a new city he’s going to get or visit

one evening he stops you when all you’ve got is a wine bottle in hand and asks if you have a second

you agree and follow him into a part behind stacked speakers and almost drop the wine when he pulls his shirt up by his teeth

through muffling you understand him saying “look, i got my first hip tat!”

you see the tiger that’s disappearing down below his belt

“how big is the whole thing?!”

you ask and he winks, letting his shirt fall back down

“well if you want to see the whole thing - why don’t i wait for outback later?”

you agree - only to think about it ten minutes later and be like 

OH

taeil

employee at the local vintage records shop

the owner pretty much entrusts all of the store to taeil, whose music taste is highly respected in the community and is also very very,,,,,,,very specific

but unlike most people who love to come in here and argue about what genre or band or artist is the best

he just likes to,,,,,,,,vibe

which is why people feel either comfortable around him - because he’ll listen to them rant with a smile as he checks them out

or kinda weirded out because like - does he ever raise his voice above a softhearted whisper?!?!

pretty cute with his blonde mullet and pretty silver earrings - a loved flannel over his shoulders

because of taeil’s work and the general popularity of vintage records as an aesthetic, the shop gets a little more busy

and so the owner hires you - who unlike taeil who favors ska-punk and beach vibes

you are a strictly heavy metal person

the grimier - the better

and when you start working your job, you cannot handle taeil’s playlist 

and you can’t handle his laidback attitude to match

so you always have something to say - half because you mean it but also half because you want some reaction from taeil

but taeil never does, if you spend half an hour shittalking the album he picks he just kind of shrugs it off

if you put on some swedish death tunes - he just lets you play the music without a comment

you guys look kind of funny next to each other because he’s just punky dad chic and your wardrobe is bleak and black

people can tell where your favorite sections are and they are on opposite sides of the store

one afternoon, you’re begging the store owner to buy copies of this obscure band most people dont care about but who you LOVE for the store

he keeps saying no because he’s pretty sure no one will buy it

when taeil strolls in for his shift

the boss turns and asks taeil for his opinion and you give up completely because 

there’s no way he’s gonna ask the boss to order a heavy metal record-

“yes, let’s order it. i trust their taste.”

taeil smiles your way before turning the corner

the boss sighs and pats your shoulder, promising he’ll put it on the list for the next order

you just stand there, before breaking from your shock to find taeil

you do - he’s unpackaging new goods - and gives you a soft, happy smile when you call out his name

“why’d you stand up for me back there? you hate my music.”

“i never said i hated it.”

you scrunch up your nose

“so you’re a heavy metal fan now?”

“no, but you are and if you like it then it’s good right?”

you don’t understand, confused you say again - “but you hate it-”

he puts down the record in his hand and turns toward you 

he tilts his head and goes,

“but i don't hate you, in fact i like you quite a lot so im willing to put up- i mean listen to the music you like because i know it makes you happy.”

the words swirl around in your head and you feel something warm flood into your veins

“you ,,,, like me a lot?”

“yes, i thought it was obvious how shy i was around you.”

you try not to laugh in disbelief, because you’re pretty sure he’s never even changed his facial expression since you started here

but whatever - you kinda like that (a lot) about him too

yuta

your local back alley tattooer and piercer 

not actual back alley, more like in his apartment, but still - does he have a license for this? who knows 

he loves doing colorful, crazy pieces - usually with a magical element or a pinup style

and if you give him a big project, he goes absolutely nuts on it

he himself has tattoos up the back of his neck and all the way down to his ankles

he has almost thirteen piercings' in one ear, with his infamous tongue piercing, bellybutton, and two studs above his hipbones 

pain doesn’t exist for him - and neither do boundaries when it comes to art or fashion

he’s almost always photographed or stopped when he goes outside

long hair up in a bun, he pulls out one of the sticks holding it and is like “it’s also a pocket knife if i click here-”

thick collar, long skirts or ripped up sweaters

he’s a very fun person to both work with or just be around LOL

you don’t really think that though - actually you’re super nervous when you see him

your friend though, the one who insisted on coming to yuta for their nose piercing, is hyped

she’s buzzing around him - getting excited and also flirting 

but for someone reason ,,, he keeps looking over her shoulder at you

“well, let me get the needle ready-”

he starts and you ask if it’s been sterilized

he laughs in response and your friend shushes you

but something feels all weird about this

you lean in to her as yuta gets his instruments ready

“do you really want this? why don’t you just get another ear-”

“don’t worry! it’ll be fine!”

you hear a voice chime in behind you both, “exactly - it’ll be peachy.”

you bite your lip as you watch yuta approach but just as you want to make sure again

your friend sees the needle and

passes out

you catch her - eyes wide and scared

“wh-oh my god! we need a doctor!”

Yuta sighs, rolling his eyes and putting the needle back down

he takes your friend from your arms and lays her down on the couch nearby

“no we don't. ill get some ice.”

“she’s passed out! what do you mean we don’t - we need to call-”

“it happens all the time.”

he disappears and then shuffles back in with an icyhot, he drops it in your hand and you stare at him

he pulls up a chair and sits down in it, “she’ll be back up in a couple minutes. we just have to wait.”

you’re skeptical - now more than ever - but you place the ice on her forehead and sit back up

“sooo, are you also looking to get a piercing?”

he suddenly inquires, leaning his elbows on his knees and giving you a look that makes you feel like you’re being seared under a lamp

“w-what, no. she just asked me to come along for support.”

“you’d look good with a nose piercing, or maybe a lip piercing, or the shy types always get something crazy like-”

his eyes drop down a little lower and you huff, fighting off a weird buzz in your chest

“no! i don't want any, and i don't want to be convinced either thank you.”

he shrugs and sits back 

“you sure? not even i offer to do it for free?”

you roll your eyes, “does free mean free or is there a clause missing?”

“free means you pay nothing, but maybe you’ll consider getting coffee with me.”

this catches you off guard - you nearly lose grip on the icyhot on your friends forehead when you turn to him

“s-sorry, are you flirting with me while my friends passed out on your couch?!!??”

yuta grins

“yeah, i am. isn’t that normal?”

doyoung

politically outspoken activist, nazi stomper, no bullshit from anyone graduate student 

doesn’t look punk on the outside but put on his headphones and it’s straight up songs about anarchy only

won’t tell anyone where the secret little tattoo he got is, but people place bets on where and what they think it is

jaehyun thinks it has to be like a quote from chomsky but taeil thinks it might be something sappy and sentimental like a flower for his mom

it’s actually just a cool looking sword on the side of his ribs that he got half because he wanted to prove he could take the pain LOL

he really doesn’t fuck around when it comes to his beliefs though - like he doesnt think it’s radical to want human rights for everyone and if anyone wants to get in his face about it 

then he will get back in their face about it

and listen he’s gotten into some fights, and even though he’s mostly lank and brains - he’ll take a punch with pride and throw his own if anyone says some dumb shit in his vicinity

“you look more like a prep then a punk” someone once comments and doyoung doesn’t even bat an eyelash to retort “i don't need a mohwak to fight for respect. and ill have you know - i do own a leather jacket so shove it.”

you’re a student in one of doyoung’s classes who thinks he’s really cool, but also intimidating

his dark eyes and lack of humor kind of make him unapproachable, but also pretty attractive

you’re kind of sad that you can’t talk to him about upcoming ralies and class work because you don’t know what you two could have in common

when one day you and doyoung arrive to class early and suddenly the quiet classroom is full of loud, hard, punk rock

you turn around and doyoung’s big eyes are somehow even bigger

“m-my bluetooth disconnected. sorry.”

he scrambles to turn down the volume, but you jump up

“you like rage against the machine? i love them!”

doyoung perks up

“really, usually people tell me they’re outdated and don’t fit well,,,,you know - how i look.”

you shake your head, “who cares what you look like - their music started a movement!”

you move your seat up closer to doyoung and ask if you can see his playlist

he shows it to you proudly and before you know it you two are in a deep discussion about bands and music and shows

the professor and students trickle in and before you know it it’s time for class to start

before it does, you happily exclaim to doyoung

“i didn’t think we’d ever have something in common - im so happy i can talk to you now!”

“you couldn’t talk to me before?”

doyoung takes note of the blush that dusts your cheek and the way your fingers twitch in your lap

“ah - i just, you know it’s hard to talk to someone you like.”

doyoung is about to ask that you say that again, just so he can confirm it and get that giddy feeling again

but the professor starts the lecture 

too bad the whole time doyoung can’t help but steal looks at you - counting down the minutes till the class is over and he can ask you to come with him for lunch

you guys can listen to music and,,,,,,,maybe talk about how to change the political world,,,,,together <3

jungwoo

definitely flunking a lot of his classes, but so pretty when you look passed the crazy orange hair that no one blames him for it 

he’s always falling asleep behind textbooks 

and doodling butterflies or whatnot in the corners of his notes

he loves baggy clothes, decorated with pins and paint, every now and then he’s even got little bandages on his cheeks and fingers 

he looks like he came out of a cartoon - delicate features and colorful clothes

he opens his locker and love notes fall out no matter what day it is 

and his headphones keep getting confiscated by teachers

he should technically be your biggest enemy

considering he breaks uniform violations, doesn’t do his homework, and frequently hangs out in the halls when he should be there

and you’re a prefect that’s got straight A’s 

but you,,,,,,,just cannot be mad at jungwoo

anyone else, you’re the first to hand out detention slips or lug them into the deans office

but with jungwoo - there’s what you’d just call favoritism

people think it’s kind of hilarious though because you’re trying so hard to hide your crush on jungwoo but it’s so obvious

and jungwoo is so clueless about your crush and the fact that you give him so many slides that when people complain about how he didn’t get in trouble but they did for doing the SAME thing

he’s like huh what? 

you keep getting told to stop being so lenient with him, he’s not going to learn if he’s not told he’s doing something wrong

but when you’re faced with him again

that big puppy smile and the cute little flower studs in his ears

you just cant

you just shoo him out of the sight of any other prefects or teachers so he wont be caught

one afternoon as you’re checking the halls during study period - you spot jungwoo hanging out on the ledge of the window to the top floor

beside him is a half eaten sandwich and a forgotten book

he looks so picturesque you feel guilty interrupting him 

but you know you’re not the only one on duty so you touch his shoulder gently

“jungwoo, kun might find you if you’re just sitting here.”

“you found me.”

he says with a gentle smile

“yes, but you know i don’t want you to get in trouble - so do you think you can go up to the roof?”

he nods, gathering his things and as you turn to leave, he takes a hold of your wrist and tugs you behind him

“wh-”

but it’s too late, you’re already up the stairs and being pulled through the roof’s door

jungwoo twirls you around and you want to tell him you have to get back to your job

when he pulls you against his chest

“j-j-jungwoo?!?”

your face heats up as you squeak in shock

he stares down into your eyes - the usual gloss of dreaminess seems a little more serious

“do you like me?”

your heart feels like it has stopped in your chest - no matter who’d asked you about your crush before, it was never jungwoo himself so it was always easy to lie

“wh-why are you asking me?”

he blinks, long dark lashes in contrast to his bright hair

“i want to know if you like me.”

“but why- y-you’ve never asked me before.”

“because.”

he shrugs, saying it as if it’s the easiest thing to admit in the world

“because i like you so if you like me too - i can ask you on a date.”

mark

skater boy who wants to go pro

spends hours in the park and in lots trying new tricks and just skating because if there’s one thing he loves

it’s the rush, the feel of the board and the air that passes by him as he cruises down the block

he’s pretty oblivious to the fact that he’s the most liked skater, maybe even person, in his neighborhood

because he will jump off his board to help old ladies cross the street and willing to bust it and eat dirt if a kid accidentally stumbles in front of him

he’s always kinda banged up, with something broken or sprained or slightly bloodied from messed up tricks or accidents

but he works it, along with the chino pants and old band tshirts and beanies 

he secretly got his nose pierced last summer, but he’s gotta keep hiding it from mom and dad lol

he takes part in a lot of local competitions because he really wants to get his foot in the pro game

and (not surprising to anyone but him) he has a lot of local fans

some are just fellow skaters who love his happy attitude, others are lovestruck teenagers who think the sweet skater is prime boyfriend material (they’re right)

you aren’t a huge skating fan, you actually don’t know much about it, but you sometimes get dragged along with friends to the events

they’re free and it’s fun to pass the time

you’re at one, sipping a slushie and listening to your friends argue about the upcoming show

when you notice a boy in a beanie off the right of the course

he’s practicing flips, his skateboard a strong neon green with what you assume are his initials - ML

“who is that?” you ask offhandedly and your friends all answer in unison - “oh! that’s the favorite - mark lee.”

you are about to look away, but then you end up catching mark’s gaze

when your eyes lock - he smiles and it shows off the sweetness that you can see people would go crazy over

you nearly miss your slushie straw as you try to smile awkwardly back

for the first time, you’re extremely excited to see one of the runs - mark takes his position at the top of the ramp and you edge forward in your seat

your friends comment about it - but you’re not the only one getting hyped - it seems like the whole place is waiting to see him succeed

you hold your breath a little as he lands the first trick, then the next, then the next

its going so well and you think you might even just get up and cheer when right on the last second - he hits a rail and the board flies off - it leaves mark tumbling down

he catches himself with his hands but you can see the pain and shock spread over his face

the crowd gasps - but no one moves

actually, you’re waiting for EMTs or someone to show up - but it’s just mark limping up and chasing after his runaway board

“where are the doctors - or someone to help?”

you turn and your friends just shrug, “it’s not a super big event so they usually don’t have anyone.”

you don’t know what comes over you, you’ve seen people slam before at these things but this just feels different

you get up from your seat and push down through to the back the course

you find mark sitting out near the curb of the parking lot, nursing what you can guess is a pair of pretty hurt palms

and you rush over

“are you ok?”

he looks up at you and you notice he’s abandoned his beanie - black hair a wild mess

“ah yeah, no worries. ill be good for my second-”

all you have are the napkins from your slushie, which you use quickly to dab at the small cuts on mark’s hands 

he’s so caught off guard by your sudden makeshift first aid, that mark just stares wide eyed as you try to help

“let me go find some ice or something, it looks like it really hur-”

“its ok! i fall all the time!”

you frown, “but your hands-”

he goes pink at the ears, because your voice is full of real concern, and plus he didn’t just smile so big at you before for no reason

you are as adorable from a distance as you are up close, probably even more actually

“im ok, thanks for worrying but i do need to get back to the course.”

you drop your hands from his and sigh, “ok. but after do you promise you’ll at least get some bandages?”

“promise.”

you nod and get up, watching mark stand with you and wince as he flips his board up into his hands

you still feel worried, but mark suddenly goes

“actually, would you mind coming with me after - i mean you don’t have to if you’re with your frie-”

“they won’t mind. of course ill come, at least that way ii know you didn’t go back on your promise!”

mark thinks your little laugh is the cutest thing hes heard in a while, it rings through his ears for the rest of the competition 

and when he humbly places third, he finds you in the crowd - and shakes his board up at you

the whole row you’re in turns your way

your friends all raise their eyebrows

but you’re just thinking about getting him those bandages (and maybe getting his number?) 

haechan

skater boy who is a pro

youngest in the scene right now with more than three world championship titles under his board 

sponsored by monster energy, vans, hell even companies like samsung are looking to put their money in him

his videos have millions of views on youtube and everyone whose trying to get into skating sees him as an icon to worship

the only person to land some of the hardest tricks known in the sport on his first runs 

always bright, with one little braid hanging from his hair - the mullet look was so well accepted by fans that he decided to keep it

(even had longtime friend and fellow skater jeno come over and dye it blonde for him)

and in general, he can take a fall like anyone - but when he does land his tricks he’s always bursting with energy and dance moves out on the course

you know him, how could you not, working as one of the go-pro camera crew for skating events

but when you’re assigned to be his follow along for the upcoming qualifiers being held in your city you almost lose it 

because not only are going to get to film THE haechan, but you’re going to be so close to him for the entirety of the competiton too

the fan in you comes to life, but you try to keep your cool when the day comes - introducing yourself with a handshake and a big smile

you’re nervous but what you don’t expect (and don’t actually even notice) is haechan is too

because - oh god, this is the first camera person he’s ever gotten that is on THIS level of cute

you’re so caught up in trying to get the perfect footage of him, that you don’t see how he keeps peeking at you out of the corner of his eye

when he trips over one of his boards and nearly crashes into another skater you assume it’s pre-competition jitters

but it’s actually just because you’re getting quite close to him - and haechan hasn’t ever had butterflies LIKE this

five minutes before the competition goes live, he requests that his manager switch you and one of the other skaters camera crew

it’s so soul crushing - you’re kind of left in a blank shock - until your new skater is shaking your shoulders

you think you must have done SOMETHING,,,,,no one has ever complained about you before??? you didn’t think you were even being the slightest bit annoying - even though you were trying REALLY hard not to ask for at least an autograph??

you spend the entire competition overthinking it until finally - after haechan wins and is done with all his interviews and handshakes

you manage to track him down and immediately bow at a 90 degree angle

“im so sorry if i did something wrong, i really didn’t think you’d ask to switch - please tell me what i did to upset you so i don’t do it again!”

your head is still down and haechan suddenly feels like the trophy in his hand weighs a ton

he clenches his teeth and mutters

“you didn’t do anything,,,,,,your crime is just being really-”

you slam up and your eyes are big and shaking, haechan feels like the worst person on earth as he swallows

“your cime is just being really,,,,really,,,,,really,,,,,,cute.”

“p-pardon?”

your voice cracks, because you’re pretty sure you misheard him

he scratches his head, almost bonking himself on the temple with the trophy

charismatic always silly and shining haechan suddenly looks coy 

“c-cute, you’re just really cute and i couldn’t focus on my tricks so - please don’t take it to heart.”

your stomach does a flip, both out of relief and out of disbelief 

“o-oh,,,,i-- well - im sorry for being-”

“don’t apologize for being cute!”

you jump and nod, haechan signs and mumbles again

“i made you feel bad didn’t i? well,,,let me make it up to you and take you to lunch,,,”

you nearly drop your go-pro because 

holy shit haechan is asking me out on a date,,,,,,in a roundabout way but,,,,,it’s definitely an invite for a date

“sure-id love to!”

haechan tries to hide his grin

but when his manager catches him twirling the trophy around and whistling with a dreamy look in his eyes later that day

well 

it’s just obvious 

someones in love 

[sunarintoes]

Karasuno Girls: Girlfriend HCS

Includes: Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko, Tanaka Saeko

TW: Onigiri Miya is mentioned in Saeko’s, no capitals :( 

WC: 1.2K

✗ omg baby 🥺

✗ y’all yachi is super nervous and you’re going to have to help her calm down a lot! and you have to help her relax!! tell her things like: ‘hey baby it’s okay, you’re going to be okay. everything will be fine’ and ‘wow that was amazing! all your hard work payed off! now you know you don’t have to stress as much next time!’ other ways to help her calm down are: cuddling together while watching Studio Ghibli, going on a walk around the area and holding hands and baking cookies together!! 

✗ yachi is pretty cuddly but it takes a while for her to get that comfortable with you. at first she was really worried about making you uncomfortable so most likely you had to initiate everything first. when she is comfortable however, she’s really cute (still shy at times) and absolutely loves being with you - even if the two of you aren’t touching, just your presence makes her feel calm and happy. 

✗ i don’t think she’s big on pda - probably keeps it to a minimum. for her, it’s more that she wants to keep all the affection behind closed doors, she’s shy and doesn’t feel comfortable exclaiming it to the world y’know? but hold her hand everywhere! she loves handholding 🥺 oh!! every so often surprise her with a kiss on her cheek/forehead! She gets so flustered but loves it nonetheless, every time she mumbles a quiet, ‘thank you.’

✗ dates are always minimalistic and cute!! cat cafes, binging Ghibli movies, aesthetic cafes all that sort of stuff. yachi definitely has an aesthetic instagram, most of it are candids of you and then just you in general.

✗ yachi doesn’t get jealous, instead, she gets insecure and/or panics. you know when we first met yachi and she was freaking out over judging someone too quickly? yeah that happens every so often, at first she panics and thinks ‘oh no!! what if Yn leaves me for them!!?? what should i do’ and then she sits back and thinks, then she becomes sort of deflated and depressed, ‘maybe Yn is better off without me... no wonder she will want to leave me :(’ please! please! for the love of god, comfort her and reassure her that you’re not going to leave her and that you love her.  

✗ omg!!! Yachi can paint/draw/art and she definitely has given you something that she’s made. when Yachi gives you a gift, you have two options: cherish  or perish 😡 i will personally come for your knee caps if you hurt her feelings by saying you dislike it or if you don’t look after the gift.

✗ ok we all know Kiyoko is a bad bitch

✗ kiyoko is kinda hard to write for??? but she is like shy-confident. so i don’t think she would be that flustered or scared to talk to you/eventually ask you out. i think the two of you would be good friends before you start dating, imagine: friends to lovers slow burn fic with lots of angst but eventual fluff, yeah thats how the two of you came to be.

✗ When you are dating: she does blush but that’s just because she loves you so much :’) with you she talks a lot, laughs, jokes and is completely out of her shell (this may take some time but considering the fact that you’re dating then she’s almost 100% out of it anyway sooo) she will confide in you about her regrets/worries, most of the time she feels a bit lost: ‘Yn, I’m not sure what to do. I barely know who I am...’ when she gets like this please hold her and soothingly rub her back while you listen and whisper soft praises.

✗ pda? she doesn’t  care. if Kiyoko wants to hold your hand, Kiyoko will hold your hand. she has no qualms about kissing you (no make-outs though) or hugging you :) but i’m not saying that you’re always touching and what not, no it’s not like that. kiyoko won’t ‘flaunt’ you and your relationship. she does pda because she wants to convey her feelings to you without using words, a kiss on the forehead is like her telling you ‘well done’ or ‘i’m proud of you.’

✗ i hc that Kiyoko likes scary movies so you bet the two of you will watch some :) if you like them then yes! amazing! but if you dont (like me) then she will gladly hold you into her chest while scary bits come on, of you’re getting traumatised by a movie she’ll make a note to not watch those types of movies with you and will instead turn on some anime or animated movie. 

✗ the two of you probably go on a lot of walks together :D

✗ Kiyoko does not get jealous or possessive . i doubt that she gets insecure as well. but in the rare case that she does she’ll probably be really quiet. if that happens please give her a back hug from behind and tell her you love her. all will be well. 

✗ ok ok i am the biggest simp for Saeko

✗ hsjahs she’s so loud and confident, definitely confessed to you.

✗ dates with her are always spontaneous,,, one time the two of you got in her car and it was her turn to drive (yes you take turns to drive,,, helps balance the crazy out), she ended up driving all the way to the Hyōgo because she heard of some amazing food shop (if this was time-skip the shop would be Onigiri Miya 👀)

✗ she always has an arm slung around your shoulder and loves pressing random kisses to your lips. she is the big spoon, sorry bb i don’t make the rules. 10/10 will make-out with you in public, she doesn’t care who sees because all she sees is you.  oh yeah and she shoves your face into her boobs,,, not that you can complain though.

✗ Saeko cooks for you and she is... surprisingly really good??? well she works at a restaurant so there’s that but yeah she makes bomb-ass ramen. she definitely listens to a lot of punk/emo/rock music and had an MCR phase in her second year of high school. She still listens to them a lot. she collects CDs of bands she likes so please buy her cds so she can add to her collection. 

✗ loves taking you to her drum gigs/practice sessions!! ok ok this may be a bit of a stretch but i guarantee you Saeko is best friends with Semi. they’re both musicians after all and they collab - her drumming group and Semi’s vocals and bass/guitar/whatever. which means!!! you become close friends with Semi too and you get to hear unreleased tracks. pretty epic if you ask me :)

✗ mmmmm i think Saeko gets a bit jealous, and when she is she’s quite passive aggressive/loud & aggressive to the person who was flirting with you. she doesn’t get jealous over your friends, no no, it’s only when randoms come up to flirt. she pouts afterwards and she knows it’s not your fault but she cant help but feel slightly insecure. peck her lips and shove her face into your boobs/chest and tell her you love her.

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note: hello!! thank you for reading! hope you enjoyed! part 2 ft. the other girls should be out soon.