Title: Follow Me Down This Time
Writer: keeplistening // supernope
Pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne/Zayn Malik (background)
Rating: R
Wordcount: ~27,000
Summary: Harry first noticed Louis in his second term at Hogwarts, and despite three years of inventing ways to stumble across Louis, he's never managed to actually work up the courage to speak to him. Also known as, self-indulgent Hogwarts AU, because every fandom needs Hogwarts AUs.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys, or claim to know anything about their personal lives, preferences, etc. Obviously, they are not wizards who attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. (More's the pity.)
Notes: A massive, massive thank you to Michelle and Paula, for helping me with the plot and being kickass betas and just generally holding my hand, and to Bec for giving me advice on British-isms, since I am decidedly not British (something I cry about every day). Title taken from the song 12 Fingers by Young the Giant.

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part 2

Title: We Were Careless Hearts
Author: keeplistening
Pairing: Cash/Marshall
Rating: R
Wordcount: ~3100
Summary: He wakes up to Marshall's hand in his hair, fingers a comforting weight against his scalp, and one sweaty palm curled around the inside of Marshall's thigh for support, fingernails catching on the inseam of his jeans.
Notes: This is the fic I wrote for the cabfic fic exchange. Huge thank yous to Cody, Julie, Brianne, and Paula for the betas and the hand holding and helping me get this in on time. ♥!!!


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Title: Hold Your Breath Till We Cross the Sundown
Author: keeplistening
Pairings: Jon/Spencer, Brendon/Cash, Tom/Greta
Rating: R
Wordcount: ~6,000
Summary: Mondays are their busiest days. Jon and Greta both have a full schedule, and by the time five o'clock rolls around, Cash is leaning against Spencer's desk at every opportunity he can get.

"My feet hurt, Spencer. Make them all go away."

There are still two kids out in the waiting room and Spencer gives him an unsympathetic look, handing him Suzy Gardner's file. Cash flips him off, taking the file and opening the door to the waiting room. "Suzy Gardner? Dr. Salpeter will see you now."
Notes: Huge, huge thank you to withoutmaps for helping me plot this piece of fluff out. This started out as something I literally dreamed up and it wouldn't (and mostly still doesn't, but whatever, that's what fluff means) have a plot without her. And more thank yous to her and sweetrecovery for the beta jobs. ♥!!!

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Title: Lucky For You
Author: autumnfades
Pairings: Jon/Spencer, Brendon/Ryan
Rating: R
Wordcount: ~12,000
Summary: Spencer is checking his watch, Prada loafer tapping impatiently, when the door swings open. The guy standing framed in the doorway is short and shirtless, hair dripping into his eyes, and he's got a towel draped over his shoulders, half of his face covered in shaving cream. His eyes widen and he says, surprise in his voice, "Oh! Fuck, is it Tuesday already?"
Notes: So, this was spawned from a conversation with _soapy when she asked what Spencer would have majored in in college. Somehow, that became accountant!Spencer, with '06 VMA's hair, wearing Gucci suits and carrying a sleek leather briefcase and a blackberry. A huge, huge thank you to _soapy, glamorous_nymph, sweetrecovery, and pau494 for letting me babble at them and reading over parts and betaing and just holding my hand while I wrote this. ♥!!! (Feedback is always welcome!)

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Title: Smoke On the Water (and Fire In Your Eyes)
Author: autumnfades
Pairing: Sam/Jess, kindasorta Sam/Dean
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They used to talk about the future. 653 words.
Notes: Huge thanks to lightly for the beta and certainthings for the reassurance. I've had this sitting around for near 2 months now and Sel was very patient with my absent-mindedness. Also, apparently, I had overdosed on sap and it resulted in schmoopy writing, and for that, I ask your forgiveness. Feedback would be glorious, concrit welcome.

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