Of course I interpreted Autumn as Halloween, as one does. Thanks to @millennium-time-machine for the @galladrabbles prompt!
“Hey!” Mickey jumped a mile when he’d turned the corner to see the guy standing there staring at him silently. Well, he thought the guy was staring , hard to tell under that creepy ass clown mask. “Halloween was last night. All I got left is tricks so fuck off.”
The guy didn’t move. Exasperated, Mickey stomped over. “The fuck-” he froze. It’d been a year but that posture…that hair - God, he’d know him anywhere.
“Gallagher,” he tried to sound angry, but when he pulled off the mask to reveal the tear filled eyes, his anger crumbled. “Dammit, Ian. Come here.”
I was tagged by @kingonafiftymetreroad to do this! thaaaaanks <3 it was so hard to choose the fics and the lines lmao especially the ones that were chaptered, i was told there would be no math dhsjkslkdsld i included my wip there so it’s the middle of what’s posted, i think it counts as well lmao
Pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the mid point, pick a line, and share it! Then tag 10 people.
Friday I’m in Love M, 29k
He’s sure he’s not left alone on the crush boat tonight and he hopes that, when Louis appears at the coffee shop again on Monday, he can work on finally doing something about his feelings for him.
Every Little Thing He Does Is Magic E, 92
Louis smiled once again and he knew that was a lame excuse to keep Harry with those glasses, because not even he usually wore sunglasses just because it was too sunny, but he hoped that excuse had worked so he could see Harry (beautiful and stunning Harry) wearing his sunglasses.
Love Is On The Radio E, 35k
“It’s ok, right? I mean, we’re good? It was just the sleepy moment, I guess. Nothing wrong with some cozy snogging in bed, right? It didn’t make you uncomfortable, did it?”
Can I bother you for a sex? E, 16
Maybe Harry’s text hadn’t been too bad after all – it hadn’t been bad at all, Louis reasoned because it was actually helping Louis unfold some courage in himself to do something about how he was feeling, about how that whole afternoon felt for being around Harry.
Make Your Heart Remember Me T, 97k
He might also have to sleep on that to let it all sink in, but as for now, Louis will let the smile on his face linger for a while as he gets back inside his house thinking about the moments he has just spent with Harry and Lily and looking forward to the next time.
A Twist Of Fate T, 59k
“Explain to me how someone flirting with me would have caused me all this suffering. Everything that’s happened, happened to me and only me because of meself. This has nothing to do with anyone else.”
a thousand miles away (from the day that we started) M, 88k
Neither of them, fresh out of school at eighteen imagined that ten years later they’d be in this limbo where talking about the past is too much and ignoring it and pretending nothing happened is easier.
crown me with your heart G, 41K
But the question is, can you?
Without you it’s a season I ain’t needing M, 38k
Louis’ nerves, on the contrary, were hyperactive, aware that when Harry came back home, things would totally shift between them.
you’re dead (and out o this world) T, 26k
Besides how scary this experience has been, it only made Louis more sure of one thing: he doesn’t want anyone else turning him other than Harry.
I’ll tag @mediawhorefics @justalarryblog @rosesau @eeveelou @rockstarlouis @moonflowerlei if you haven’t done it and whoever else wants to do it!
Okay- I don't usually do this but I'm writing two for this prompt. I think you guys were probably actually hoping for some soulmate au so that's why I wrote Soulmates (Take 1) but I feel like ficlets (or my ficlets, at least) can't really do that trope justice. So Take 2 is what I would have written based just on the prompt.
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Draco trailed his fingers along the smooth, strong planes of Harry's body. He loved the time they spent together like this when it was just the two of them, their bodies in sync, it felt like even their heartbeats had lined up.
Harry hummed as Draco's thumb brushed over his nipple and he pressed a kiss against Draco's forehead. "This is nice," Harry whispered. "I always like getting to lay here with you."
"Sometimes I think you might be my soulmate," Draco murmured back, thinking it was funny that they'd been thinking the same thing.
"I don't believe in soulmates," Harry said and Draco's heart froze. "One person that you're destined to be with," he shrugged, "seems like nonsense."
"Right," Draco said as he pulled away. "Of course." He grabbed his hair tie off of the nightstand and pulled his hair up as he stood and moved to collect his things.
"Draco, what-"
"Nothing," he said. "You're right. We're just fucking, it was stupid of me to forget," he added as he pulled on his trousers.
"I didn't-"
"No, it's fine," he said, shrugging Potter off and grabbing his things. "I'll see you around, yeah?" he asked in the split second before he apparated out of Potter's flat and to his own home.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," he cursed himself. Falling for Potter was the dumbest thing he could have ever done. Of course the other man didn't see him as anything more than a warm body. How could he have let himself forget?
Clean break. That's what he needed and he resolved not to see Harry Potter again.
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The trouble with that resolution was that he saw Harry Potter every single day at work.
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But he did an admirable job avoiding talking about anything personal, if he did say so himself. By the end of the day he'd successfully deflected Potter so many times that he'd lost count.
He should have known that his luck wouldn't be able to last.
Just as the doors were sliding shut on the elevator, Potter slipped inside. "Draco-" he started.
"Don't," Draco said. "Please, just drop it."
"You misunderstood-"
"No," he replied, glancing at the other man, "No, I understood perfectly. And it's fine, Potter, honestly. You're right, we're just friends with benefits and I let myself get carried away. It's the dopamine."
"Are you done?" Potter asked, one unimpressed eyebrow raised as he stared at Draco.
"Done with what?"
"I just wanted to make sure that I could speak. You haven't let me string more than two words together, so I wanted to make sure you'd said what you needed to."
The doors to the elevator dinged and they opened onto the ground floor, "Perfect timing," Draco said as he started out.
"Draco," the other man growled, following him. "Can you please let me explain?"
He sighed because the truth was that he'd couldn't really deny the other man anything, "Over a drink." He turned to look at him, "Not here, in the entryway to our place of employment."
Nodding eagerly, he asked, "Now?"
"Meet me at Nightjar in an hour."
"Alright," he agreed.
Draco spun on his heel and apparated home to get changed.
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He walked through the door to the muggle bar, that he and Harry had come to several times in the past, about 45 minutes later and was surprised to see that Harry was already there, sitting at a booth in the corner.
Draco headed toward him and when Harry caught sight of him he rose quickly. He was wearing the tight jeans that Draco liked and the green cashmere sweater Draco had given him for Christmas. "Hey," he said breathlessly.
"Hi."
"I got you a Lupita because you liked it so well the last time," he added quickly, "but I can get you something else-"
"It's fine," Draco said, somehow Harry's nervousness eased his own nerves a bit. "Thank you," he added with a little smile.
Harry returned his smile and they slid into their seats.
They stared at each other for a long moment before Draco cleared his throat and said, "Right, so, I'll just reiterate what I said earlier. You don't need to apologize, I'd started t-"
"Draco," Harry said softly, reaching over and covering his hand. "I'm not apologizing for not believing in soulmates. I don't quite understand how I've hurt you but that is what I am sorry for."
"You don't need to be," he said again.
"Can I tell you what I meant?"
Draco nodded once and took a sip of his drink to keep himself from talking over Harry again.
"My whole life was dictated by prophecies and I often wondered if there were things that could have gone differently if there wasn't 'fate' involved," Harry said softly. "Not that I wouldn't have wanted to do my part and everything, just," he shook his head. "I'm done having things that make my choices for me."
"I don't understand," Draco confessed.
"Having a soulmate implies that there is one person that I am destined to be with."
"Right," Draco said, "You've got lots of options, I understand."
Harry's brow furrowed, "You're focusing on the wrong part of the sentence."
"Sorry?"
"You're focusing on the 'one person' but I am focusing on 'destined'."
He huffed, "Is this a riddle, Potter?"
"Let me say it this way: I want to be with you, Draco," he said earnestly. "I'm not saying I don't believe in soulmates because I want to keep my options open. I'm saying I don't believe in soulmates because I choose you. You aren't just some foregone conclusion that someone picked for me, I picked you for me and I hope that you'll pick me for yourself." His fingers threaded through Draco's.
"You want to be with me?"
Harry laughed, "Very much." He squeezed Draco's fingers, "I actually think I'm rather in love with you."
"What?"
He brought Draco's knuckles to his lips, "Yes. I was going to tell you last night."
He frowned, "No-"
"I was!" Harry protested. "I was literally going to say, 'I don't believe in soulmates, I don't believe that there's someone I'm destined for. But I do believe in love and I do love you.' But you didn't let me finish."
"You love me?"
He nodded, "Yes. Intentionally." Then he added, "Even when it's hard, I choose to love you."
"Well you're not always easy to love either," he huffed.
"No, I'm sure I'm not. I know that I am a pain in the arse, that I don't know my salad fork from my dessert fork, and I'm always diving head first into danger, and I-"
"I love you, too," Draco said, stemming the flow of words. "I choose you, too."
"Thank Merlin for that," Harry replied with a radiant smile. "Would you maybe like to make this relationship public knowledge?" he asked. "No pressure, I just thought it might be nice to go to dinner in our world, or hold hands at work, or-"
"Yes," Draco interrupted, leaning across the table to kiss Harry. "Yes, I would like that very much."
"Good," Harry said, with what seemed like a sigh of relief. "And would you maybe, someday down the road, consider choosing me for the rest of our lives?"
He blinked, "I'm sorry, that sounded an awful lot like a proposal."
Harry scratched his beard, "I'm not trying to get ahead of ourselves or anything. It's just," he trailed off, "I can't imagine ever loving anyone the way I love you and especially after last night, I want you to know that I am in this for the long haul. For as long as you'll have me."
"The rest of our lives doesn't seem like long enough, though, does it?" Draco asked.
"No it doesn't," Harry agreed with a radiant smile, "But I suppose we'll have to make do."
"Seriously, Derek, level with me here. Is this some kind of werewolf mating ritual?"
"No, Stiles." Derek scowls, shooting him a dirty look.
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Canon-flavored college AU in which Stiles is a little bit older, Derek's a little bit wiser, and Erica and Boyd still manage to get kidnapped by the Alpha Pack.
The first chapter of the Bright Lights and Cityscapes saga is up on AO3! Please go give it a read and tell me what you think. I’ve had this idea for two years and I am so happy to be in a place where I can finally work on it! As always, shout out to @luckiegambino for being the best beta and telling me when I make zero sense. You are the true MVP. Enjoy everyone!
Bright Light and Cityscapes
Part One: Toronto
Chapter One: Someone New
Summary:
“Nicole Haught is a Toronto Firefighter in a complicated relationship with a traveling surgeon. Waverly Earp is an artist spending a year in the city while she completes an internship. Both have battle wounds and scars set deep from pasts of pain and tragedy. Together they learn more about love, growth, and themselves. Some lessons though, are learned too late.”
