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[blueskiesrry]

YOU, IN EVERY COLOR | 38k | E

But then he thinks of the soft curves and sharp angles he had imagined when he first drew up the sketches for the collection, the specific green of fabric he had picked with the thought of how they’d saturate green eyes, the glossy silks and soft velvets he had once pictured sitting delicately against milky skin. “We’re drunk,” Louis decides on a sigh. “We shouldn’t make any drastic decisions now.”

in which fashion designer louis and his model boyfriend harry have vowed to never work together again, but with the show for louis’ first solo line on the horizon, they decide to give it another shot.

[hellolovers13]

Lonely Cards Club

by hellolovers13

Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles | Chapter 25/25

tags: Christmas fluff, strangers?/exes?/friends? to lovers, idk but it's one of those

Harry's life in Cardiff is rather uneventful. Until he receives a strange Christmas postcard. It gets even stranger when he finds another one the next day. 💌 An Advent story about missed opportunities and second chances.

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[imogenleewriter]

Get Out Of My Head (and I'll get out of yours)

Get Out Of My Head (and I'll get out of yours)

Complete - WC: 29k words- Exes to Lovers - BHFF

“You really that desperate, are you?” Despite it being a shitty thing to say, Harry didn’t mind too much, as the bitterness in Louis’ tone sounded like music to Harry’s ears. Harry was winning tonight. “Can’t find anyone new to be interested in you, so you try to hit on Zayn.”

“I can’t find someone interested in me?” Harry asked, raising an eyebrow. “You’re having a laugh, mate.”

“Yeah, well, where are they, then? Because from what I’ve heard, you’re here alone.”

“As if I’d bring anyone to somewhere I knew you’d be. I wouldn’t wish your presence on my worst enemy.”

“Aw,” Louis cooed in a way that made Harry want to slap him. “You’re saying I’m not your worst enemy?”

“For someone to be an enemy, you have to give a shit about them. So, no. You’re not even on the list.”

“Oh–kay. Well, it’s been lovely as always, gents,” Zayn said before knocking back the rest of his drink.

My very late-so late that it technically doesn't exist anymore- @bottom-harry-ficfest fic

[harruandlou]

i was yours (i wish you were mine) | E | 56k

“Harry Styles!” His name rang out clear through the city streets. He turned quickly back to the bar, startled by his own name and startled by the voice that called him. Standing in the doorway to the bar, back lit and glowing slightly was Louis. Not an eighteen year old apparition dressed in the same low slung blue jeans and t-shirt with swooping bangs that was always the image in his mind. No, he was Louis now.

or Ten years ago Harry dropped his best friend and high school boyfriend off at the train station and never saw him again. Now, he's twenty seven, living in NYC, and dreadfully unlucky in love. He can't stop wistfully thinking of Louis promising that they'd see each other again in ten years time. A chance meeting outside a bar has them tumbling head first into a summer of music, milkshakes, and maybe each other.

[loveislarryislove]

tell me what the hell we're feeling (if you don't do feelings)

by LiveLaughLoveLarry/@loveislarryislove – 4.8k

Harry is getting over a breakup. Louis doesn't date. Neither of them is interested in a relationship -- but they are interested in each other's bodies. It takes a global pandemic for them to admit that maybe there's more than just lust between them.

“The way I see it,” Louis says, shrugging, “there’s not much a boyfriend could give me that I can’t get from my own hand or a stranger in a bar.” Harry feels a shiver run down his spine as Louis looks at him, his piercing blue eyes feeling like they’re staring straight through him. “What do you think, Harry?” Louis asks. “Want to be a stranger in a bar tonight?”

Written for @1dsongfest, based on the song "Feelings" by Hunter Hayes.

[lunarheslwt]

There's a devil in your smile (it's chasing me)

Written by @lunarheslwt for the @1d-oneliner-fest

“Come on, angel,” Louis coaxed, sweet in a way purely reserved for him. A helpless shudder rippled through him. “Know how much you love letting me have my way with you.” Harry inhaled sharply in time with Louis dragging his lips up to his ear, before he was whispering hotly, “Know you can be so good and ask for it.” A sharp sound was pulled out of him as Louis sucked at his ear lobe. “For me.” And when the plea finally left Harry’s lips, it was punched out, greedy. “Please.” Louis’ slow, pleased smile and unwavering eye contact was balm to his frantic, simmering arousal. “Please what, darling?” “Please,” he gasped, unable to look away, burning under Louis’ intense gaze, “my wings … please tie them up.” Or, angel Harry learns of the true pleasure that surrendering and giving up control can bring, and demon Louis teaches him the virtue of patience.

Chosen prompt: Only then you may tie me up.

8.9K / E / PWP / part 2 of the angel x demon series / moodboard by me, all pictures belong to original creators and owners

Read here.

[dreaminrainbows]

I'm trouble with you

“Harry,” Louis says in a soft voice, ”in less than a year you'll probably move out and I need to know now, I need to know tonight if I'm going to lose you forever. I'm done guessing!” He says demanding, but soft, his voice low and almost trembling. Harry's whole body is shaking. All of the feelings he tried to bury with studying, alcohol and weed, or sex are coming to the surface now and he can't deal with that. Can't deal with Louis sounding like he is actually afraid Harry is not going to be in his life. Because if Louis is afraid of losing Harry it means that he cares and Harry cannot deal with Louis caring. Every single illusion he's built in his mind of painting Louis as the bad guy will crash down along with all his resolve and walls and he cannot (!) have that. or the friends to enemies to lovers aka idiots to lovers aka they just don't talk until they FINALLY do

Part of @omegaharryfest

[silverkiiwii]

The Devil's Hour (1k)

A Larry One Shot by @tomlinsins || silverkiiwii

“Lou? Were you still asleep? We are supposed to be leaving.” “Harry?” His brain was still too slow to catch up. Why was Harry here so early? Why wasn’t he getting his full rest? “Yes? I told you I’d pick you up in the morning. We should be on the road by now.” “But it’s six a.m.” He said it like it was the most obvious explanation. Something about his tone being so innocent set Harry off into a bout of giggles as he pulled Louis to his chest.  “Aww Lou. That’s morning babe."

or Harry and Louis are going on their first roadtrip and they have very different interpretations of what leaving in the morning means.

[thebreadvansstuff]

You smile all the time ('cause how can you not show it?)

By thebreadvan / @thebreadvansstuff

Complete ✓

Chapter I | Chapter II

Explicit | 9.5 k

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Harry’s eyes unwillingly slip up to the doctor, scanning his features and the focused crinkle between his brows. His jaw looks sharp, especially when he clenches it, pearly teeth biting into his bottom lip. Harry admires the stubble growing on his cheeks, and the impressive cut of his cheekbones, and – the blush blooming from his cheeks down to his neck.

Harry blinks away, hoping he hasn’t been caught staring or made the man uncomfortable, but Dr. Tomlinson clears his throat and his leg starts bouncing beside Harry’s chair. Harry looks up again, and finds his face twisted into an undecipherable grimace.

“Uhm,” Dr. Tomlinson stammers, “Could you hold your tongue still for me?”

Harry stops breathing when he realises.

He is licking Dr. Tomlinson’s fingers.

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Or, Harry never liked dentists, until now.

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Beta-ed by @parmahamlarrie and @enchantedlandcoffee

[broken-beaks]

a cycle of recycled revenge

by brokenbeaks 103k | explicit

Foxburgh, England, 1983. In the heat of summer, wreathed by pastures, rolling knolls, and thatched-roof cottages, Louis takes on a new job: caretaking for a recently blinded man named Harry. As it begins, what seems like a simple task turns into a quest that costs him every last bit of his pride and tolerance. Harry is, in practice, a two-legged curse. And Louis is just gonna have to put up with it.

Or: The one where Harry likes to infuriate Louis almost as much as he enjoys straddling his lap.

[bravetemptation]

Nothing’s Greater Than The Rush

Good luck. That’s how whoever had turned him had signed off their little instruction manual, as though this was the most natural thing in the world. As though being a vampire - which Louis didn’t even know existed until he was one - was normal, something that happened every day.

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To survive being turned into a vampire, Louis must feed on the person he loves most. There's just one little problem: that person is his best friend, Harry, and Harry has no idea.

Out Now on AO3

[blueskiesrry]

WHERE WE LANDED | 70k | M

The leaves were green the last time Harry stepped foot in Holmes Chapel, a stark contrast to the candy apple, butterscotch painting them now, years later. Harry first notices them on the train, gazing out the window with a down-turned mouth. A warm something floods his stomach–memories, Harry imagines, of him as a boy, longing for the days when he’d live elsewhere and have to take this very train home for the holidays. He wonders how it’s possible to have once felt eager and euphoric at the sight of changing leaves, yet to now feel nothing but tired. He sighs to himself, turning away from the trees to look at his daughter, half-curled in his lap, asleep.

in which harry returns to his hometown with his sick daughter and more reminders than he bargained for of the boy he once loved when he left a handful of years ago.

written for the @newsecondtimesacharmfest

[voulezloux]

Exactly 24 hours after Harry meets Louis, there’s a sharp pain in his chest.

sworn enemies harry and louis are soulmates. everything is going smoothly until the pain hits.

part time soulmates (full time problem) (12.0k)

written as apart of the @bottomlouisficfest

moodboard by the wonderful and lovely @alwaysxlarrie

[my-book-list]

Your Memory Over Me

“I know you did that on purpose,” a low voice murmurs behind him, much closer than he was expecting. Louis closes his eyes, hoping his involuntary shudder can be chalked up to the breeze blowing over the water droplets on his skin. “I don’t know what you mean,” Louis says calmly, refusing to turn around. He swallows when a familiar set of hands bring themselves down on the edge of the pool beside his, bracketing him into the wall. “You’re forgetting that I spent two straight summers picking you up from swim lessons when we were younger,” Harry says, now close enough that his breath is fanning over the back of Louis’ neck. “How do you explain how every single one of your strokes was perfect except for the one time you passed by where Alex and I were sitting? Just a coincidence?” “Mistakes can happen to anyone,” Louis breathes out. “Not to you, though. Not with this.” Harry presses closer, his thumb now boldly grazing the edge of Louis’ pinky. “Why’d you do it?” Heat licks up Louis’ spine, curling over his ears and making them feel hot to the touch. “It was an accident,” Louis says quietly, the words unimaginably difficult to get out with the way his mouth has gone dry. Harry hums. “Sure it was. Either way, you caused a lot of trouble for me.” Louis’ breath hitches as he feels the tip of Harry’s nose trailing through his hair. “My towel got soaked, and now I have nothing to dry myself off with. I’d at least appreciate an apology.” “You were sitting right by the pool. You had to know that a little splash in your direction was always a possibility.” “I didn’t just get splashed, I got wet. The chances of that happening are much lower without you there.” Louis swallows. “Anyone else could have gotten you wet.” “Maybe a little,” Harry says, and Louis doesn’t know if he’s imagining the way his voice has dropped an octave. “But they didn’t, did they? I’m completely soaked through because of you. My shorts, my towel, and the bag I brought with me. It’s completely and solely your fault, Louis.”

cake by the ocean by dnce

If someone had told Louis twenty-four hours ago that he would start the morning topless and with his thighs wrapped around his ex-boyfriend’s neck, he would have called them a filthy liar, then locked himself in his room just to make sure there was no possibility of that happening. by @shimmeringevil on ao3

64k

[wishingforloushair]

We All Scream For Ice Cream

Pairing: Louis Tomlinson/Harry Styles

Rating: E

WC: 3k

Summary: When Resident Advisor Liam left his boyfriend Niall, and Niall's roommate Harry in charge of advertising the end of semester ice cream celebration for their hall residents, he should've expected it to end in disaster. Niall created an entirely inappropriate flyer, offering a very different experience than what they were planning to offer. When distributing the flyers, Harry meets Louis, an older student studying Drama, who is far more interested in BJs that doesn't involve Ben and Jerry's.

AKA crack/fluff with a bit of smut, based off of that one viral poster 'BJs in your PJs'

Harry snatched the flyer back off the noticeboard, waving it at Liam. “BJ in your PJs?” he repeated. “What? I’m not giving you a blowjob, Harry,” Liam said, looking slightly affronted. “See?” Harry rounded on Niall. “No one thinks of Ben and Jerry’s when they read BJ.” “Well, they should,” Niall said, snatching the flyer back. “Not everyone is a disgusting heathen like you two.” “It says BJ in your PJs?” Liam asked, sounding aghast. “On all the flyers?” “You told me it was catchy!”

My submission for the @1d-library Valentine's Day Exchange, written for @super--noah's prompt 'Uni AU celebrating exam season being over'

Read it now on AO3

[always-in-love-x]

The moment is here!!! I loved writing every second of this, I hope you enjoy it too! 💜

Hello Again

Thea Tomlinson and Belle Styles are work besties. When Belle decides that Harry needs a date for his fiftieth birthday party, Thea suggests her Dad. What the pair don't know, is that Harry and Louis went on a date nearly thirty years previously, and it didn't end well...

♡

"'Yoga. Harry's yoga class,' he deadpanned, frowning at the traffic that was starting to build in front of him. Louis needed to get home and shower this experience off his skin. Probably a cold one, if he thought too much about Harry in those leggings. 'This was all you, no?' 'Nope. Not me, not a chance.' He could imagine the expression on her face as she denied being involved in this weird set up. 'You're a shitty liar, Theadora.' Drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, that cold shower felt further and further away as the red lights held steady in front of him.  'Fuck. Full naming me.' 'Damn straight!' Louis scoffed, shaking his head a little, unable to hold back the smirk on his face. 'Why did you do it?' 'Do what?'  Another lie.  Louis wasn't sure if he should be offended or amazed by her ability to lie so easily; clearly a trait she'd picked up from him and never brushed off. It was always difficult to argue with a smaller version of himself."

Read it here 💜 as part of the @romcom1dficfest .