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fic: restart the heart you gave me (liam/louis)

restart the heart you gave me
one direction | liam/louis (minor zayn/niall)
future!fic | nc-17 | 27 500 words
warnings :: depression, alcoholism, and non-explicit references to self-harm and suicide.
a/n :: this fic was originally posted here on livejournal in three parts but is now available on AO3 only!

"Liam answers the phone, it’s not a number he recognises – he deleted Louis’ a long, long time ago (well, okay, maybe just two months ago and he still gets Louis’ tweets directly to his phone, but still), and it’s not like he remembers the number, not even a few digits – but Zayn sometimes phones from his mum’s phone, or one of his sisters’, or just some other phone that’s not his, because for some unknown reason, Zayn frequently puts his phone down in obscure and unlikely places (plant pot, kitchen cupboard, washing basket, anywhere but somewhere useful). So. Liam answers it."

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fic: we don't need to whisper (liam/louis)

We Don’t Need to Whisper
(Liam/Louis | X-Factor 2010 | PG-13 | 1,048 words)

This is actually the first fic in this fandom I have *finished* and published, hooray. It’s just a little ficlet, but hey. I have so much fic in this fandom on the go, which one day I actually will finish, but for now, there’s this. Also, thank you dearly plasticskies for checking it over for me! (+ now also on AO3~)

“I'm not sure this shop quite has the right vibe for GAY SCANDAL: spontaneous, public outing of two of five of One Direction."

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fanfic; cue cards and fix-it kits (jacob/bella)

Title: Cue Cards and Fix-It Kits
Fandom: Twilight Series
Character/Pairing: Bella, Jacob/Bella
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2095
Summary: "You’ve stopped pretending; fix-it kits and fake smiles work temporarily, but you realize it would be quite a stretch to assume you could hold the façade for an eternity." Bella can't lie to herself anymore, and she has come to this realization at perhaps the most inconvenient of times. (Set after Eclipse, disregard the whole of The Book Which Does Not Exist, if you don't already.)
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, if I were I would have given Bella a personality, and some common sense. In fact I probably wouldn't have written Twilight in the first place, and taken up sailing, or something, instead.
A/N: I wrote this a long while back, and I posted it a long while back in an old community of mine. I have since come back to it and made several tweaks here and there, and I wanted to repost it, because I'm quite attached to it.

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