Tired Tired Sea

father how i've longed to see you!

Venti fics

Fluff

Drunkard bard

Wind and sky, in the land of contracts (Part 1)

Wind and sky, in the land of contracts (Part 2)

Smut

Angst

Headcanons

"Oh my dearest bard..."

Venti looked up to see Aether had his eyes closed, face turned up towards the sky, his mouth curved into a soft smile as he spoke.

The rain gently dripped from his hair onto his skin, leaving trails down his chin that the archon longed to trace with his fingers instead.

The serenity of his features made Venti's heart jump into his throat.

"Whenever I struggle, you make me feel like I belong. Like home."

Aether opened his eyes, affection and amusement crinkling the corners.

Venti felt his cheeks burn hot under the travelers gaze as a sudden burst of wind tousled both their hair, speechless for once as he felt himself choke up at the meaning behind his words.

"I don't tell you nearly enough."

💧 Mermaid’s Tears 💧

a spell to create mermaid’s tears substitute, which can be used to grant small wishes, heal, or even reveal hidden truths.

💧 gather: sea salt, stormwater, seaweed, sea glass bottle, blue and green glitter, white beads or faux pearls. (only use real ones if you want)

💧 fill the sea-glass bottle with stormwater and dissolve the sea salt in it.  

💧 mix in the green and blue glitter, shake thoroughly. 

💧 wrap the outside of the bottle with seaweed. 

💧 put beads/faux pearls inside bottle. seal bottle shut. 

💧 take beads out one at a time for individual uses, whether they are wishes, healing, or revealing the truth. 

💧 when done with each bead, crush or break in half.

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There’s this big thing going around people saying he looks tired and sad and that means something will happen, like a warning, or damage control bc of the whole Louis Styles debacle.

This is my opinion:

Yes he does look tired maybe even sad or upset. It could be that he legit is tired, had a long night. Or it could be that he’s playing his part. The hints to the “breakup” are being made. El’s videos that match with Max’s, her being in Max’s video, all those are supposed to be little things that one should have noticed right? And those things are things that will be used as examples in their breakup articles. So Louis has to play his part too. He has to act like he’s upset that his long time relationship is done (even if it’s not “officially” done) I mean he did say he would “marry” her not too long ago. He can’t just act like nothing, like it doesn’t bother him especially if they are trying to push the narrative of two former close friends reuniting and one supporting the other through a hardship.

With that said I think Louis will be the one to officially come out. It can be used as an “explanation” as to why he and El really broke up. It caused them problems (along with other reasons) but even though he now knew he is bi or gay or whatever he decides to label himself he still “loved” her and the break up hurt = sad and tired looking Louis selfies and a great reason for him to have/get support from his friend.

Also I completely believe he is in LA, both him and Harry (together, obviously). Louis will say he wanted to see Freddie (which he probably did) and the break up made it easier for him to hop on a plane and leave London. Harry was “already” in LA. They “hang out” for the “first time in years” and they get papped, “unbeknownst” to them and voila we have the beginning of a whirlwind storm.

*rember this is just my theory, I can be and I’m probably am completely way off. *

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38 or 39 with Larry?

38 …because they’re running out of time.

i’ve decided to set this within the lighthouse au universe because i’m in a mood so here’s a little drabble set sometimes post fic but before hl get engaged/married. 

“I gotta go,” Harry says with a giggle when Louis traps him against the cottage’s front door that morning. He scrambles for the handle clumsily, his belly pressed against the door, Louis’ weight heavy on his back. 

“Nope,” Louis replies, quickly reaching for Harry’s long fingers, grabbing his hand and stopping his escape. 

Harry huffs loudly as he tries to wiggle away, pretending to be annoyed. He can’t fully commit to it though and soon enough he’s laughing again. “I’m gonna miss the ferry.” 

“Good,” Louis lies, reaching up with teasing fingers to grab at the collar of Harry’s tee, dragging it down to expose his neck and biting playfully into it. 

“Next one’s not for a few days. Can’t miss the beginning of tour because my boyfriend’s horny!” 

“Why not,” Louis mumbles playfully into Harry’s neck. 

“Lou,” Harry sighs and Louis exhales too, taking a step back, allowing enough space for Harry to turn around and face him. 

He looks cute and perfectly dishevelled in the early summer light and it’s not fair that he has to go away for months now, just pick up the suitcases scattered across the entryway and leave Louis here to deal with the busy season. 

They planned it this way of course, so that Louis would be busy during the first leg of the tour, when Harry’s off being a big deal in America. He’s going to visit Harry at some point, Louis knows that. In only a couple of months too. Barely any time at all. Not to mention that he’s probably going to be dragged along the entirety of the European leg if Harry has his way. It’s barely goodbye. 

But Louis’ heart squeezes painfully in his chest as he sees the soft way Harry is looking at him as he reaches for his waist, dragging him into a fierce embrace, pressing a kiss on his forehead. 

“I’m gonna miss you,” Harry admits against Louis’ skin. “So much.” 

“You better!” Louis teases into Harry’s neck. “And you better write home all the time.” 

“One postcard per city,” Harry promises, sliding a finger against the skin between Louis’ tank top and his jeans in a slow caress.

Louis nods into Harry’s shoulder, the ball lodged in his throat too big for him to speak. 

“I really have to go.” 

He says so reluctantly like he’s saying ‘I don’t ever want to leave you at all’ and that makes it a little better, Louis thinks distantly, to know that this is hard on both of them, that he’s not going to be the pining spouse crying at home while Harry has the time of his life. That even though they’ll both have a great summer, they’ll be leaving a part of themselves behind, cradled in their lover’s palm while they’re apart. 

Louis sighs instead of replying, untangling himself from Harry’s body, holding on to his tiny waist, fingers grasping at the belt loops of his jeans. When their eyes meet, he smiles, eyes crinkling. “Go forth and conquer the world baby,” he says solemnly, warmth spreading through his lower belly when it makes Harry cackle. 

“Okay,” Harry agrees before leaning forward to kiss him one last time. 

They make it to the docks with thirty seconds to spare, the ferry’s captain shaking his head as they arrive out of breath, arms full of suitcases and bags, Clifford happily bouncing next to them. 

Once Louis has helped Harry get all of his luggage on board, the captain shakes his head at them. 

“We got no time for your sappy stuff Tomlinson,” he groans exaggeratedly while clapping Louis on his back. “I’m already running late because of this guy,” he adds, pointing at Harry over his should with his thumb before turning around and climbing into his boat. 

Harry smiles at Louis sheepishly, reaching for his hand and pressing a small kiss to the palm of it. “See you soon,” he promises. 

…haha good they’re immortal