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[larryature]

Did you ever start writing your abo fic again and did you find a beta? I know a really great one who brit picks for me but is also a beta, that isn't working with anyone atm and I'm sure they'll 100% be interested in working with you especially on an abo fic :)

thank you so much! to be honest, i don’t think i’m going to continue my fit, i lost my passion for it :(

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it’s almost april!

this month, my theme was inspired by AmandaRachLee and her April Plan With Me video! I switched it up though and decided to use a colour scheme of pale pinks and blues.

april in my eyes is where things start to change. the sun comes out more often, everything appears brighter. april is a transition month, so i decided to use soft colours to show that change is happening, but not all at once.

this is also my first original post on rainyjournal! i’m so excited to create more and hopefully meet wonderful people who have the same passion as i do.

-kayla

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if you like bullet journals/studyblrs, check out my bujo blog <3

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my fic

okay so months and months ago, i made a post saying that i’m starting a fit and need a beta. i worked on it for a bit but kinda just abandoned it. since i think the opening is pretty good, i wanna share it. i was going in the direction of ABO, b!l/t!h kinda thing! just click keep reading if you wanna read it

- kayla <3

No matter where you are, you can hear them. A low sound that sounds like a bass in a twisted song that intensifies as they come closer, reaching its climax when they turn down your street. It intensifies as they pass, impossible to ignore. Only when they pass your driveway do you hear the different tones that blend into the tune that haunts the streets. The lower grumbles and the higher whines that blend so beautifully into something so haunting. When the song begins to fade, you are finally able to release the breath that you didn’t realize you were holding, because they have passed you and you are relieved. They always pass, but the fear that the day has come that they decide not to sticks. That fear has made a home inside my gut, twisting it into knots every time that bass begins. The fear twists inside me, but every time I hear their disturbing orchestra my curiosity overcomes me. I emerge from my bed, pull up my blackout blinds, and let my face over inches away from the windowpane. Most nights, by the time that I make it to the window they’re already gone, their song moving with them down the street, but tonight I catch them. The wolves bounding down the street, grumbling their twisted song as their fur glints in the moonlight and powerful legs moving them out of my sight. Following them are the deadbeats of the town, the drunks and the thugs, waving baseball bats in the air and shouting empty threats after the pack. They nod to each other in satisfaction as if they chased the beasts out of the neighbourhood. Idiots. Only seconds later the night is filled yet again with another ugly noise. Sirens. the squad cars screech down the street and the gang scatters, only the over-confident ones standing their ground. The red and blue lights illuminate their bodies as they yell at the cops. Then the gunshots go off. I close my blinds. It’s after curfew in Pineview. “Go back to sleep,” my mother says. She’s a silhouette in the yellow light of the hall, leaning against my doorframe. “You need some rest before tomorrow.” “They were on our street tonight,” I tell her. She walks into my room and sits on my bed, patting the spot beside her. I sit there dutifully and rest my head on her shoulder. Her shoulder and neck muscles are taut, have been ever since they came. Her breathing is uneven and her leg bounces without her noticing. I don’t like this version of her, like she’s ready to run at the slightest sound. I miss my happy mom, my laughing, carefree mom. My Johannah Deakin, version 1.0. “How’re you feeling?” she asks, avoiding my previous statement. “My head hurts,” I respond. I close my eyes. Mom shakes her head and sighs. Since the day they came, I’ve had headaches on and off, but mostly on. I know that it bothers her, they make her feel helpless. “Stop thinking about tomorrow,” she says. “How can I?” I respond. She doesn’t respond, she doesn’t know how. How can you tell someone how to stop thinking about something that you can’t stop thinking about either? It isn’t possible. “I’ll run you a bath,” she suggests instead. “Mom, it’s fine, I’ll be—“ Boom! My head feels like it exploded. I clench my eyes shut and hunch over my lap. My teeth grind together as my heads throbs. My whole body feels like it’s on fire, singeing my fingers and toes but scalding my temples. My nails dig into my palms as I will myself not to scream and disturb the peace that has finally encompassed the house. “Mom,” I whisper, reaching out and holding onto her knee for support: emotionally, mentally, and physically. She manages to pull me onto her lap as if I am two years old again. “You’re fine, Louis, you’re going to be okay.” Boom! My nails dig even deeper into my skin until it breaks. My blood trickles along my palm in small drops. My mom holds me tighter and lays her head on top of mine, holding me through the pain until it recedes back into what it was before, just a headache. She lays me down on my bed and lays beside me, running her hand along my back like she used to do when I was a child. We lay in silence, tears running down my face and soaking into my pillow. “I miss the forest,” I say. behind my closed eyelids I picture the pine trees used to be my playground and the soil that would catch me when I fell. The scent of nature reaches my nose, strong pine mingled with rainwater, sap, and dirt. But it has faded over the years, now only a memory of the true aroma that I long to get lost in once again. But we’re not allowed to go to the forest anymore, not since they arrived. “I miss it too,” Each word is interwoven with the same reminiscence as mine. The forest used to be her happy place too. “Where’s Dad?” I ask, hoping to change the subject and erase longing atmosphere I created. She sits up, still rubbing my back. “He’s at the station. His boss wants to go over the plans for tomorrow with all the cops one more time. There’s going to be so many people, so many moving parts with the FBI and all the soldiers there. They’re going to be ready, don’t worry about him.” “I’m not worried,” I lie. “After tomorrow, things will get better,” Now she’s lying. I pull the covers up to my chin and bury my face into my damp pillow.

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weekly fic rec X

↳ 1. And Then a Bit by infinitelymint (158,k, complete)

“We’d like to give the fans what they want.” Magee states, placing his hand on the table in front of him and leaning forward. “We want to give them Larry Stylinson.”

Or, take a parallel universe where Louis and Harry were never together, mix in a two year hiatus and an impending comeback, pour in a dash of lost fans, two tablespoons of strong friendship and a Modest! employee with a good idea. Add a squeeze of pretending to be a couple, lots of kisses and a tattoo or two. Stir. Serve: the mother of all publicity stunts.

(aka Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.)

↳ 2. we'll play hide and seek to turn this around (give me love like never before) by Wankerville (19.6k, complete)

“So here's the thing,” he starts. “I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?” Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, “And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like.” or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him

↳ 3. Pull Me Under by zarah5 (140k, complete)

AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career, it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis' favourite teammate, Liam as Louis' agent, and Zayn as Liam's boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)

↳ 4. Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart by mcpofife (86.8k, complete)

Louis is ready to find the love of his life, but first he has to stop falling for the punk rocker next door.

↳ 5. Baby Heaven's in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram (120k, complete)

They couldn’t be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there’s one thing that completely annoys him, it’s that there is a poor community college right across the street.

Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to community college in Doncaster. He never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he’s either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the snobby students attending the private school right across from his.

Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

rec list / request / weekly fic rec

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 7/7. You make my whole world feel so right (when it's wrong) by Ghostie09 (114k, complete)

Louis Tomlinson is a 35-year-old father of a fifteen-year-old girl, he's married and has inherited his father's company at a relatively young age. He has his best friend as his assistant and all the money he could ever ask for, a huge house in London and he's seen more cities than he can even remember.

But Louis Tomlinson isn't happy, isn't excited - isn't living.

Until one day he flies from L.A. to London and is forced to sit beside a young man who doesn't have any idea how a regular person would act around a complete stranger, let alone what personal space means. After that, Louis Tomlinson is definitely alive.

or, a story of two very ordinary, a bit messed up people, who grow dependent on each other and think the other is everything butordinary.

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 6/7. Only Fools Rush In by withthethieves (14k, WIP)

AU in which Louis Tomlinson is definitely not a fashion photographer, but he’s hired to work on a special issue of Another Man Magazine anyway. Harry Styles, on the other hand, is a model-turned-actor, who is the cover boy for said issue, and when they’re introduced on the first day of the shoot, it’s not exactly the first time they’ve met. Despite this, a convenient, casual, friends with benefits agreement ensues, which is all fine… until it isn’t.

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 5/7. Strength in Softness by larrymylove (16k, complete)

"As soon as he saw Harry’s picture, he froze. It was a picture of Harry practicing his boxing, heavy black gloves covering his fists as he punched at a bag hanging from the ceiling. His face was focused and he looked like an absolute beast. Louis reached out and touched the picture with his finger, consistently amazed by the duality of Harry. As he started at the picture, he wondered if Harry had pink nail varnish on his toes when it was taken, and what other tattoos and secrets he had buried underneath his workout gear and hard expression."

Or, the one in which Harry is a boxer/trainer, and teaches Louis that there can be, and is, strength in softness.

[larryature]

Hey! Greetings from someone who lives in a bubble of heavy metal music. But I read a bunch of fanfics. There are a lot of 1D fanfics. I wonder if you could tell me why there are so many age play stories about them! I'm tired from searching for it on Google, it's driving me mad! Is there any hidden fact about the band that make fans go crazy about it? Please, don't get me wrong, though I don't listen to their songs I enjoy any boyxboy fanfic. Just found your blog, I hope you'll be able to help.

honestly, i have no clue. i don't believe that there is a certain reason other than the fandom being so massive and everyone having their own lifestyles and interests incorporated into the fics that they write. because of how large the fandom is, there is a higher amount of fics in a genre which isn’t heavily popular

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 4/7. To Be a King Beside You by Anonymous (32k, complete)

Harry scrambled to his feet quickly and bowed. “Your majesty” Harry mumbled, not making eye contact but instead staring at the ground. “Please forgive me- I was just- um-I’m sorry”. Harry guiltily tried to hide the half made flower crown behind his back.

"H-Harry?" Louis eyes widened in shock.

"Hi" Harry gave a small wave.

"Oh my goodness!" Louis rushed forward, smashing his body against Harry's, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. "I haven't seen you in years. What are you doing here?" he said pulling back, noticing that Harry wasn't hugging him back.

"I applied and well" Harry shrugged. "Here I am..."

PROMPT: Harry and Louis went to school together and were best friends before Louis had to leave early to rule as King after the passing of his parent(s). They lose touch until Harry is hired, unbeknownst to Louis, as a Servant to Louis and there's lots of slow burn and/or general falling in love.

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 3/7. Sympathy For The Devil by taggiecb (5.4k, complete)

Louis keeps stealing some of Harry’s mail, which would be annoying for anyone, but it’s especially troubling when you consider that Harry is Santa Claus. Harry will have to go through hell to get Louis to stop. Literally.

Or the one with Santa Harry and Satan Louis and a series of misspelled letters to Santa.

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 2/7. Featherlight by louisfucksmeup57 (34k, WIP)

"Are you Louis?" the boy asked and the first thing other than his curly hair that Louis noticed were his eyes. His green eyes. His Louis' favorite colour eyes. He actually had green eyes. How in the universe is this ever possible?

Louis gulped and nodded slowly as he approached the boy, still desperately trying to be invisble but it just wasn't working with this curly creature. Why wasn't it working? Why couldn't he be invisble to him? Just why?

"I'm Harry." The boy smiled and extended his hand for Louis to shake. Louis didn't really know how to shake hands so his grip was really weak and cowardish but Harry either didn't notice it or was too polite to acknowledge it. "Ms. Benson said you're not the best in math so I'm here to help."

Harry was still smiling even after he saw Louis' face and he hasn't hit him yet. Why wasn't he mean? Why wasn't he a dickhead like everyone else Louis has ever met? Why is a complete stranger suddenly nice to him? Why?

Louis sat down two seats away from Harry who gently laughed. "I can't teach you much if you're that far away. Don't be scared of me please, I promise I don't bite."

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best new fics of december 2017

↳ 1/7. sidewalk angels echo hallelujah by nooelgallagher (9.9k, complete)

“It’s Christmas,” his mum says, like that changes anything. “And miracles work overtime at Christmas. Look at you.”

When Louis' dog goes missing 7 days before Christmas, he doesn't have much hope for a Christmas reunion. But miracles come in all shapes and sizes, and Harry just might take the form of his.

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weekly fic rec IX

↳ 1. Escapade by dolce_piccante (146k, complete)

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He's rich. He's handsome. He's reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

↳ 2. You'll Breathe Me In (You Won't Release) by LoadedGunn (95k,   complete)

His first driving lesson with Louis takes place on a Saturday.

Harry stumbles out through the front gate in thrown-on baggy jeans and his ratty Ramones shirt, sees Louis leaning casually against the car, and his knees nearly give out. Apparently "not another surly teacher" meant a drop dead gorgeous twenty-something scruffy guy with shaggy brown hair and cheekbones sharp enough to chop a salad with. Clearly, Robin's trying to get Harry killed at seventeen.

Or, the AU where Louis is a 25-year-old driving instructor and Harry is a 17-year-old virgin who's really awful at seduction, except for the time he gets Louis to fall for him and fuck him senseless and take him on kinky adventures.

↳ 3. Relief Next To Me by dolce_piccante (333k, complete)

AU. What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more.

↳ 4. Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar (227k, complete)

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

↳ 5. Fading by tothemoonmydear (202k, complete)

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.

rec list / request / weekly fic rec

[louisandthedagger]

Louis William Tomlinson   (doncaster, december 24th 1991)

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apocalypse au

↳ 1.  you’ll always be my thunder by tomorrows (3.9k, complete)

Louis doesn’t let himself think about it. He doesn’t think of The List or LA or the cobblestone streets he knows like the back of his hand by now. He ignores the way the sun reflects off the gold band on his finger and decidedly puts on the peppiest, most sickeningly upbeat tunes on his phone. The sound of Anne’s voice was enough for him, he thinks. Now it’s just a matter of coping. He wonders if he’s got the strength to ignore the pain in his chest for that long, until the end of his life, he presumes.

Based on these tags where a two-year long zombie apocalypse finally comes to an end and Louis and Harry don’t know if the other’s survived.

↳ 2.  A King Beside You by stylinsoncity (26k, complete)

When the aliens invade, the last thing Louis expects is to fall in love.

↳ 3.  The Exceptionals by iwillpaintasongforlou (12k, complete)

The world has been decimated by a nuclear apocalypse. Harry lost his family and the love of his life, and is left with a nasty scar across his face and the mutated ability to heal people with his hands. When raiders come into his village trying to kidnap Exceptionals like him, Harry is forced to flee to people and places he’s never seen before– and maybe find a piece of his past in the process.

↳ 4.  Solace by itslarrybitch (132k, WIP)

Solace (noun): comfort or consolation in a time of great distress or sadness.

Louis’ been alone for a long time, but he doesn’t mind. He’s used to that.

“When you have no one, no one can hurt you…”

↳ 5.  Converging Fates by ForeverRememberLarryStylinson (82k, complete)

The one where the world has mutated and become far more vicious, harsh, and deadly than ever before. It’s a survival of the fittest world, and only those whom are able to conceive children are kept to live. Most who aren’t, are left out to die.

Louis Tomlinson can conceive.

Harry Styles is the leader of a cult.

Together, there is fire.

rec list / apocalypse au

[larryature]

i have two new blogs!

HEY!!!

like the title says, I HAVE TWO NEW BLOGS! i’d love if you guys could check them out and maybe show them some support

the first is drarryature, which is exactly like this blog but focused on drarry (draco malfoy/harry potter)! I’m proud of its layout on desktop and i’m soooo excited for that one to grow

i’ve also made a personal blog, efflorescenced, which will be a mix of everything but a lot of my own writings and suuuuch.

thank you all so much for your endless support, all the love to you

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