#vnfic

Your Name is Jonas Wagner.

You would introduce yourself to the audience, but unfortunately you are too busy being backed against a locker by the infamous school bully, Mitch Mueller.

Mitch : Well well.. if it isn't my favourite nerd...

What will you do?

1- G.. Get away from me..

2- Punch him

3- Call for help

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So! A VN/CYOA Style Fanfic (maybe eventually a fancomic if im up to it) of Long Exposure!

It'll be posted in bits and pieces.. somewhat like a webcomic (it's mostly text rn though)

Long Exposure is an LGBTQ comic created by @marsoid Check out the webcomic HERE

It’s a new occurrence, this feelings thing. And it’s quite inconvenient, really. He doesn’t know how Louis does it. (He doesn’t know how other humans do it either, but he cares less about them than he does about Louis.)

OR

the one where harry’s still an alien

"Hey.. Mitch?"

Mitch cocks one eyebrow up, his smile faltering. He replies with a huff.

Mitch : What is it, Wagnerd?

".. I’m thinking of going to the arcade later. Do you .. maybe.. want to hang out there too? If you want to, of course.."

Mitch stares at you blankly for what feels like forever.

As if something just clicked in his mind, he pushes off you with a sharp gasp. He looks like just burned himself on a hot stove.

He stares off to the side, as if trying he's trying to read one of the brochures at the end of the hallway.

His face looks like it can't decide whether to smile or to frown. His hands are shaking.

... This is starting to get weird. You mentally slap yourself, wondering why you would even CONSIDER inviting someone like HIM to hang around you after school. Getting picked on in school was bad enough, you mentally pull your hair out at the idea that you just asked a BULLY to see you AFTER SCHOOL. Why???

Mitch seems to be struggling to respond to your unexpected request. He must think there's something wrong with you to even think of asking him out. Well, you don't disagree with him.

Most of the words coming out of his mouth seem incoherent but you catch glimpses of what he's trying to say if you focus.

Mitch : Yeah fuckin right-

Mitch : Wha-

Mitch : What makes you think I'd wanna-

Mitch : Do that.. geek shit

Mitch : Fucking nerd...

Mitch : Holy Fucking Shit-

Mitch storms off, one hand covering his face, the other pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

.. Were his ears always that red?

> Continue

< Go Back

Harry is having a terrible, no good, very bad day.

He’s holed himself up in the back of the university library, stealing an entire sofa for himself. The fact that no one has said anything to him about it just goes to show how much his feelings must be on display. That’s nothing new; Harry’s always worn his heart on his sleeve. And cried easily. Not that he’s crying yet, but he’s close. It’s been a right shit day, and Harry just wants to go back to his room and bury his face in Evie’s soft fur. Unfortunately, he no longer has that luxury.

When Harry is forced to choose between getting kicked out of student housing or giving up his cat, a moment of self-pity leads to the discovery of a third, and much more appealing, option

Here to take my medicine, take my medicine / Treat you like a gentleman Give me that adrenaline, that adrenaline / Think I’m gonna stick with you

An unusual thrift shop find by Harry leads to a very interesting evening ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Harry can’t help but feel like it’s his own fault; if he hadn’t gone to that fucking game, he wouldn’t have been in town to get invited to the concert. And if he’d just said no to the concert (the free concert) then he’d be in Holmes Chapel right now. He’d be with his sister and mum and his family and friends, and not stuck spending Christmas all alone in bloody Wisconsin.

When his lonely Christmas Eve is interrupted by the unexpected arrival of his ex-boyfriend, Louis, Harry is hesitant to believe that it’s fate. What begins as a series of random coincidences slowly morphs into an evening of second chances and holiday miracles and peppermint-flavoured kisses that could change Harry’s future forever.

Louis’ first mistake was pretending he actually owned a motorbike. His second mistake was pretending to own the motorbike that belonged to the very guy he’d been trying to pull.

OR

the one where louis makes a terrible first impression

falling in love with your best friend

[ a “days gone by” mixtape ]

chapter one: [x]

Scowling, he stalks outside, letting the screen door bang shut behind him. Thor is sat calmly on the porch, which only serves to confirm Louis’ fear.

Golden boots hit the dirt, and Louis watches as Harry pulls off his helmet and shakes out his curls.

“Hey, Lou.”

songs i can’t listen to-neon trees

and it’s all because of you / i’ve got a list of songs i can’t listen to

and it’s all because we’re through / i’ve got a list of songs i can’t listen to

cynicism-nana grizol

cynicism isn’t wisdom, it’s a lazy way to say that you’ve been burned / it seems if anything you’d be less certain after everything you’ve ever learned

chapter two: [x]

He’d had four best friends, and now he’s got three, and he’s perfectly happy with that. 

Honest.

what it is-kodaline

and they told you it was written in the stars / but you’ve never had a chance to look that far

hello my old heart-the oh hellos

nothing lasts forever / some things aren’t meant to be

but you’ll never find the answers / until you set your old heart free

chapter three: [x]

Louis links their fingers, squeezing once and ignoring the butterflies in his stomach. He feels 13 again, like a kid with a crush, finally holding the hand of the boy who’s made the back of his knees sweaty for an entire summer.

change your mind-the killers

why aren’t you shaking? / step back in time

graciously taking / oh you’re too kind

moving mountains-the brevet

open the doors, i’ve been here once before / but i wasn’t really sure what i was looking for

chapter four: [x]

So Louis plans activities, because if he’s got a moment to relax he’ll do something rash, like take his top off and take Harry’s top off and maybe sink his teeth into that slight pudge under Harry’s belly button.

take yours, i’ll take mine-matthew mole

and if i throw away my fear and pride to set things right / then i’ll find mine on the right of your side

water under the bridge-adele

have i ever asked for much? / the only thing i want is your love

chapter five: [x]

The rain seems to die down before disappearing entirely. Louis refuses to acknowledge the metaphor.

a.m.-one direction

feels like this could be forever right now / don’t wanna sleep cuz we’re dreaming out loud

welcome to your life-grouplove

we’re back in business / you’re such a big mess

and i love you

chapter six: [x]

As if on cue, Harry appears in the doorway in all his naked and tattooed glory. He blinks slowly and grins when he realises who’s in the kitchen with Louis.

“Alright, lads?”

“Oh Jesus, Harry, put it away,” Niall groans. “No one wants to see that.”

back home-andy grammer

and no matter where we go / we always find our way back home

hold each other-a great big world

everything looks different now / all this time my head was down

he came along and showed me how to let go