#swualf

✿slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers✿

by yourdelicatepov | M, 143K

UNI AU. In which Louis gets cast in what Liam calls his career defining short film, and his co-lead is, well, one Harry Styles. That's just how it begins.

Or, the one where Louis tries not to chase after abandoned dreams and lovely musicians, Harry is a lovely musician who needs to heal, Niall should win the bestest friend award if there is one, Liam just wants to finish his very important gay rom-com in time and Zayn is...around.

“Moving on. I’ll just tell you what’s going to happen here. First of all, we’re going to test all three of you individually, just to see how you act, the way you deliver your lines, your expressions, etcetera, so I know exactly what I’m dealing with. But our main concern here today is Louis and Harry’s chemistry.” Louis chokes on thin air, but does not make a noise at those words. He can see Niall smirking from the corner of his eye and he will not be giving the lad any satisfaction. Liam, oblivious as always, keeps talking, “After your individual screen tests, we’ll pair you two up and have you run some lines in front of the camera. You’re going to have to flirt with each other to show how well you get along, so be prepared for that.”  Louis looks at Harry, who’s looking back at him. The moment he catches his eyes, Harry smiles tentatively, raising his shoulders up in this shy manner and good god Louis should run away while he still has the chance because he can feel this going to shit from a mile away.  What he does instead is smile back as warmly as he can.

Written by yourdelicatepov with art by @haztobegood

I very recently crossed 100k for the first time in the fic I'm writing for @onedirectionbigbang which I have not stopped bragging about ahaha I am going insane writing it. Anyway, it's only got a couple more chapters left, and I realised I never announced the name of the fic.

Its called slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers and it's out on 25th of May with art by the lovely @haztobegood and I just thought maybe I should share another little snippet to promo it a bit hehe. So here it is.

Alex giggles as he places the crown on top of Rory’s head. “You once said I'm like a sunflower. So that made me think if you're like a daisy too.”

“Why, 'cause I'm ordinary and boring?” He jokes, earning a swat from Alex. “Ow! What?”

“No, you idiot!” The boy berates. “That's your problem, you never listen to me. Daisies are commonly found, and that's why they're so taken for granted. But they've never been boring.” He walks forward, leaning against the railing and looking out at the sky. “Everyone loves daisies, but no one understands them. Yes, they're the flowers of spring. They symbolize hope, innocence and purity. They're beautiful but not flashy. They are bright but humble. But my favourite quality about them is their adaptability. Their endurance. You know, daisies can survive and grow in a variety of environments? They thrive in any atmosphere. I think daisies are not just pretty but brave and strong too.” He looks at Rory and whispers, “Like you are.”

Rory who has been staring with wide eyes and jaw dropped has to avert his eyes at that. It makes his hair fall forward, veiling his eyes. “I don’t believe I am,” he murmurs, vulnerable all of a sudden.

There’s a soft brush of Alex’s fingers against his skin as the boy moves his fringe to the side. “You should see through my eyes,” Alex says softly. “See what I see. Then you’ll believe me.”

Louis gazes at Harry, glowing golden at the sides where the setting sun rays hit his defined face. His hair is rippling with the cool breeze in this really romantic way. They should be shivering, standing up on this bridge in this weather with nothing over their tops. But Louis finds it easy to ignore the cold. Being this close to Harry again, doing what they’re about to do, despite the fact that there’s a camera inches away from their faces and about thirty people are watching them this time, despite the fact that they’re being directed into doing this, that it’s all pretend and fake and literally scripted, despite everything Louis manages to feel his insides going just a tiny bit tingly. He doesn’t know if it’s a performance or instinct, when his eyes drop to Harry’s mouth. Doesn’t know if it’s real or virtual when Harry leans closer and closer until they’re inches apart. He wonders if the whole world is holding their breaths like he is right before Harry closes the distance and kisses him.

Thank you @haztobegood for tagging me :)

I just finished writing the 12th chapter of my upcoming big bang so I have the perfect last line:

“You’ll be fine,” he tells himself. Then takes a deep breath and hits the call button.

Thank you @haztobegood for tagging me! Here is the last line of my upcoming fic for big bang too:

They've kissed more times today than in the past several months, including the kisses for the film.

That's 17 words. Unfortunately, I do not know 17 writers. So, I'm tagging as many as I can think of and for the rest, if anyone seeing this wants to do it, just say I tagged you and go ahead!