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[writer-freak]

Lads x Gn reader | Nice Pants. Can I test the zipper?

Characters: Xavier, Rafayel, Sylus and Zayne

Warning: gn reader, suggestive, english isn't my first language, pretty short

A/n: And another version of this prompt this time with the guys from lads. I am personally not that into Zayne but my friend loves him so I try my best to write for him. Hope you guys enjoy.

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more <3

Xavier

You and Xavier are lounging around in his living room, taking a break. He’s leaning against your shoulder almost dozing off while you are on your phone. After seeing the post you turned your head toward Xavier.

“Nice pants,” you say, biting your lip to hide a grin. “Can I test the zipper?”

Xavier pauses, glancing up at you with one eyebrow quirked. “Test the zipper, huh?” he repeats, now awake and clearly amused. His eyes scan your face, trying to figure out if you’re serious or just messing with him.

He leans back, crossing his arms. “Go ahead, but if this is a TikTok prank, I’m confiscating your phone.”

You laugh, reaching for the zipper, but he catches your hand midway, pulling you close instead. “Just so you know,” he whispers, his lips brushing your ear, “once you start, I might not let you stop.”

Rafayel

Rafayel is sprawled out on the couch, flipping through a book, but you can tell he’s not really reading it. His eyes keep drifting toward you, clearly more interested in what you’re up to.

You decide to have a little fun. “Nice pants,” you say, leaning over the back of the couch with a sly grin. “Mind if I test the zipper?”

Rafayel freezes, his book slipping from his fingers, and he turns to look at you with wide eyes. For a split second, he looks genuinely surprised, but then a slow, mischievous smile spreads across his face.

“What did you just say?” he asks, a playful spark in his voice like he’s daring you to repeat yourself.

You repeat the question, trying to sound as innocent as possible, but there’s a clear challenge in your tone. Rafayel lets out a laugh, his eyes lighting up with amusement. “You really know how to keep things interesting,” he says, shaking his head with a grin.

He shifts on the couch, patting his lap invitingly, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Alright then, be my guest. But just know… this might end up being a full demonstration, not just a test.”

The playful challenge in his voice makes your heart race, but you just grin back at him. “Oh, I’m counting on it,” you reply, your tone matching his.

Sylus

Sylus is busy cleaning his gun, and you decide this is the perfect moment to hit him with your line.

“Nice pants, Sy. Can I test the zipper?”

He doesn’t even look up at first, just hums in acknowledgment. Then, as the words sink in, he stops what he’s doing and finally glances at you, an eyebrow raised.

“Excuse me?” His tone is flat, but there’s a twitch at the corner of his mouth that shows his amusement.

You repeat the question, and he leans back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Is that a TikTok thing?” he asks, deadpan.

You nod, grinning. “Yup.”

He shakes his head, chuckling under his breath. “TikTok’s gonna get you into trouble one of these days.”

Before you can respond, he stands up, closing the distance between you in two steps. He tilts your chin up with one hand, his gaze intense. “But sure, darling, go ahead. Just remember, once you start, there’s no turning back.”

He steps back, gesturing grandly to his zipper with a smirk. You laugh, feeling your cheeks heat up as you realize what you’ve just gotten yourself into.

Zayne

Zayne is engrossed in some charts, his focus completely elsewhere as you slide up next to him. You wait for just the right moment before dropping your line.

“Nice pants, Zayne. Can I test the zipper?”

He blinks, the words taking a second to register his usually calm expression morphing into something darker. He turns to you, leaning in so close you can see the flecks of gold in his eyes.

“Careful what you wish for, sweetheart” he murmurs, his voice dropping an octave. “You might start something you can’t finish.”

He straightens up, pretending to return to his work, but you notice the slight flush on his cheeks. A chuckle escapes him, and he shakes his head. “Where do you come up with these things?”

You shrug. “TikTok.”

Zayne smirks. “Well, let’s hope TikTok doesn’t get you into too much trouble.”

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

[esvcort]

nsfw drabble of Rafayel?👉👈

hi anon ^^ thank you so much for sending a request! i'm not really proud of how this turned out but i still hope you like it (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^) i'm so sorry this took a while! i've been grinding non-stop to get some gems since the pulse hunter banner is about to end and i still don't have the cards i've been aiming for (>/////< " ) it's so hard being f2p out here TuT

cw: nsfw, 18+ content, fingering, clit rubbing for like 2 seconds (again), i mention drool once, kinda ooc rafayel (?) i think

my requests are open for the lads men!

"hah! rafayel! hng…" you squirm in his embrace, clutching his arms as he spreads your shaking legs wide with his own, preventing you from closing them altogether. his fingers are relentless with how it plays with your drenched cunt, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit while his middle and ring finger slide in and out of your leaking hole. you feel your head spin from the pleasure and rafayel's hold tightens at the sudden jolt of your body.

"shh, shh, i got you, baby." he coos quietly beside your ear, placing a sloppy kiss on the side of your neck. his fingers plunge deeper into your pussy knuckle deep, constantly hitting that spongey spot that has you squealing and gripping his arm.

"oh fuck, yes! rafayel, there!" it starts to feel so good that you fuck back onto rafayel's fingers, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out of your mouth as you start spilling some drool.

"feel good, baby?" rafayel's voice comes out somewhat broken, and he can't even explain why. his throat is drying up from the obscene sight in front of him, your divine and heavenly body right at his mercy. it's so fucking hot how you're furiously grinding against his lithe fingers, trying to come.

"yea… yeah… feels so fucking good…" your brain scrambles to even put a coherent sentence together when all it can think of is good, good, good. the words are slurred as it comes out of your sweet mouth, its whispers reaching rafayel's reddened ears.

"so pretty… just for me." his lips trace the line of your shoulder up to the bottom of your ear. greed fills up his heart to the brim with dark selfish desires, wanting to keep you all for himself. he already has you in his arms, but why must he stop there?

he wants to invade all of your thoughts, leaving fragments of himself in every crevice of your mind. wants you to think of him, and only him, so you don't forget. he never wants you to forget him again.

likes and reblogs are much appreciated!!

[shamless-bee]

Morning baby

Ghost x Afab!Reader

After coming home from hanging out with the lads, ghost finds his baby sleeping in his shirt and some panties; he can’t help but eat you up~

MDNI (18+ only)

Warnings~ slightly cnc if you squint (Reader is sleeping in the beginning), awakened with sexual touching, boozy!Ghost, oral f!Receiving, fingering, rough sex, P.I.V, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it.), just in general super smutty, and this gets away from me~

Dear reader

If any of the warnings above bother you, please don’t engage with this post; if you continue and find other warnings I should mention, please let me know, reader has female anatomy, but reader is referred to as you. (Also I didn’t proof read this)

Word count~ 1.6k

Please do not repost as your own, share on other platforms or plagiarize. Explore your creativity~

Reblog if you enjoy!

You were waiting patiently on the bed for Simon to get home from the pub. He rarely gets time to himself and the boys from T.141 outside of missions and bloodshed, so it didn’t bother you as much as it could have when you noticed it was half past midnight.

You sighed deeply through your nose and felt your eyelids getting heavy. You tried to stay awake, hoping to see Simon home before falling asleep, but your eyes slowly drifted closed. Before you knew it, you had drifted off to sleep.

-

It was a quarter after two in the morning when Simon unlocked the front door to your shared flat. He grunted out softly as he did his best to unlace his boots; his dark eyes looked around the entrance of the flat, the TV off in the living room and the kitchen unoccupied; he often found you there making sweets; it was one of your favorite hobbies to make cupcakes and cookies.

He quietly walked further into the flat and ripped off the balaclava from his head, his sandy blonde hair messy; he didn't think he drank that much but could still feel a lingering numbness from the alcohol consumed tonight; he rubbed his rough hands softly over his face trying to sober up cursing Johnny in the process for wanting to see who could hold out longer.

He went to the bedroom, hoping to find you reading or perhaps even touching yourself. He loved coming home to the lewd sounds of your wet fingers touching your needy little cunt and the whimpers you moan, and the sound of his name rolling off of your tongue. His mind was already swimming in lust as he made it past the door into the bedroom, finding you sleeping on top of the covers of the bed.

His eyes lingered on you, wearing his black shirt that almost completely covered you. If it weren’t for the fact your legs are slightly spread, revealing the thin fabric of your panties covering your mound. His mouth was almost salivating as his dark eyes devoured you.

He couldn’t help his mind getting more excited when his touch fingertips slowly brushed down your exposed leg; you let out a soft moan from the touch, and his eyes darted back to your face only to see you were still sleeping, his hand softly caressing your leg giving it a soft squeeze and before he can stop himself he hooks both his thumbs under the waistband of your panties slowly bringing them down your legs.

Simon softly grunts as he looks at your moist folds, his mouth watering; he slowly pushes your legs apart as he sets his head between them, his tongue pressing to your clit, Simon feels your body stir, but you still haven’t awakened just yet, he smirks before he laps from your hole to your clit slowly, giving your clit a little suck. A soft moan leaves your mouth, eyes still closed, his hands now gripping your thighs while his tongue works on your clit.

You start panting in your sleep, another moan passing through your lips into the quiet room. He grunts softly into your mound as he tastes more of your arousal. He feels your body stirring more before your eyes start to flutter open.

“S-Simon?” You whimper out as the sensation between your legs grows; you see his head first in your cunt as you try to sit upright with your arms. He kisses your clit, earning another soft moan from you before moving his head away from your soaked cunt

“Morning baby,” his rough voice hits your ears softly. Before he returns to giving your cunt another long lick from your hole to your clit once again

You weren't expecting to be treated like this once he got home, but you’re not complaining as his mouth works on you skillfully; soft moans continue to spill past your lips; to him, the sound is heavenly. One of his hands left your thigh, and his finger dipped into your soaked hole, his fingers curling with each thrust to hit your perfect spot.

“Simon!” You moaned as your fingers found their way into his hair, softly gripping onto it as your hips jerked towards him, a familiar knot forming in your lower stomach.

He grunts against your clitoris, sending a wave of electricity through you, your walls gripping onto his fingers, the sound of your arousal and lewd wetness from your cunt getting louder as his fingers start to move faster into you, he knew you were close, and he wanted so badly to tip you over the edge, to taste your sweet release on his fingers after he’s made you come undone.

Your back starts to arch as the knot becomes intense; he moves his other hand from your thigh to the right under your knee, forcing your leg towards yourself as he enters a second finger into your already dripping cunt, his fingers moving more roughly inside of you as he starts to suck on your bud.

You scream out his name as you come undone, your fingers tugging roughly at his hair, seeing stars in your vision. His fingers don’t slow down; he wants you to ride your high as long as he can push you

“O-oh fuck y-yes,” you scream as your legs shake, your eyes almost rolling into the back of your head. He slows the movements of his fingers as your high ends; he sits up to look at you, a panting mess, his dark eyes locking onto your half-closed ones, your face flushed. He doesn’t stop himself from moving his fingers into his mouth, a groan coming from his throat as he sucks his fingers clean from your juices. He smirks after he takes them out of his mouth.

“I’m not done with you yet, baby.” His voice is thick with lust as he quickly tugs off his belt and unzips his pants; his thick hard cock springs to attention, already dipping with his arousal.

Your mind is already foggy; being awakened with him between your legs and having an intense orgasm has clouded your mind. You softly hum, almost falling asleep again; his hands grip your waist, pulling you towards him, a soft scream escaping your lips from such sudden movement.

“I’m going to fuck the living hell out of you,” he growled close to your ear as he hicks your legs onto his clothed chest, his buff arms on either side of your head; before you could comprehend what was said, you feel the tip of his cock already at your entrance, and with a quick movement of his hips he slams his cock deep inside your cunt, you walls clenching around him as a gasp leaves you, you always felt so full when his cock was barred deep inside you

He growls, his head dropping as he circles his hips, wanting to ensure he has stuffed you as completely as he can with his cock. He can feel your walls twitch around him before he brings his hips back and slams into you again, another moan echoing through his ears. He’s unable to hold himself back any longer, his eyes hungry for more; he pounds into you relentlessly, your hands now digging into the duvet, his balls slap into your ass with each quick thrust he slams into you

“Fucking take my cock, baby; you always take it so well,” he rasps as he continues plowing into you. You can’t help but moan; you loved when he got so rough with you, his dirty words always making you crave more of him.

“Fuck” he yells out, his hand moving around your neck as he starts to choke you, your eyes once again going to the back of your head as you become a moaning mess underneath him. You feel the knot once again forming in your stomach, your moans getting drowned out by his grunts and the sound of him slamming into you relentlessly. He can feel your walls tightening around his cock as he fucks you into the bed.

“Don’t you dare cum.” He barks at you, his hand still secure around your throat. “You're not allowed to cum until I say so,” he grunts.

You do your best not to cum as his cock continues to plow into you, your moans becoming louder, your throat becoming scratchy. He can feel your walls get tighter around him as you try to hold onto your orgasm.

“Fuck! Simon, please,” you scream out, your knuckles becoming white as you fist the duvet

“No. Not yet,” he barks at you again. He releases your neck and uses his thumb on your clit, the rough finger moving in circles. He can see the tears forming in your eyes as you do your best to listen to him, not to come undone.

You can feel his cock swell inside of you, his thrusts not halting for a second. “Please, Simon! I can't,” you scream in lustful agony. You can hear his grunts and growls get louder; for a moment, you are positive he is starting to ignore your pleas; he circles your clit fast with his thumb before pinching it harshly

“Cum.” He commands you to let go, your knot coming undone, and he slams his hips into you one last time before he empties his ropes of seed deep inside of you; he feels your walls twitch around his cock as you both reach your highs.

After a few moments, you both panting, he moves off of you and lays beside you on the bed; he turns his head towards you and brings his hand to your face; tucking a hair behind your ear, he pulls you into his chest and kisses the top of your head.

You’re exhausted, and all you hear before you drift into sleep is Simon saying softly, “Goodnight, baby.”

[finchesslingshott]

we're starting an empire, boys. a revolution, you might say.

#save finch 2024. like and reblog, lads. spread the word.

[sunny-flake]

Idk where to put the legend propaganda so im sending it to you yo do whatever you want with it :> technically this is my redesign of him but shhhh its fine its still legend and he is very pretty

PRETTY INDEED!!!!!! Yes the bestest lad

You could probably just post/reblog it around, spread the word of the true gospel, etc!

[silaswritesthings]

A special moment

Summary: Short cute drabbles (?) about spending time with the Lads boys.

Starring: Rafayel, Xavier, Zayn (from love and deepspace)

Genre: Romance, fluff

Warnings: none

Author’s note: Can you tell who's my favourite? Comment your guess, I'd like to see if I did well at writing them all equally without bias. (Ignore the fact that theres one visibly shorter than the rest, that’s because of writer’s block🧍‍♀️). Comments and reblogs will be greatly appreciated!

Word count: 1136

- Zayn -

“Zayn, come on.”

The man in question did not budge, and soon your attempt at paying him back for his kindness failed again. It had been one month since he assisted you with creating a presentation for a hunter’s guild workshop hosted with the intention of getting more people interested in becoming hunters, and your section would not have gone well if it weren’t for the help of your amazing physician.

Not only did he keep your health in check, so you were alive and breathing for the presentation, but he assisted you with gathering a lot of information- there was a number of other necessities you would have struggled to get because of your fear of social situations, if it were not for him.

Zayn was your hero.

You owed him your life, and you told him as such but he called you dramatic. The audacity.

“Zayn!” You yelled after him as he was already outside his office door. When did he start walking away?

He ignored you but this did not deter you. You rushed to catch up to him just outside his office and you had spread your arms to block his way forward. He sighed.

“There is no need for you to ‘make things up’ to me. I have already expressed this to you.”

“But you saved my life!?”

“I’m your doctor, is it not my job?” He spoke dryly.

“I’m not giving in.” You mimicked his dry tone, locking your eyes to his with determination. He pursed his lips before his shoulders slumped.

“Fine.”

Your eyes brightened, “I’d like to treat you at a local cafe.”

“…Fine.”

Your smile widened. “Like right now.”

“Isn’t it a bit….” He began, probably wanting to point out the fact that it was nearly 9pm but you did not relent.

“Fine.”

You laughed in victory. To think it took you ONE MONTH to get this stubborn man to agree to this. One. Month.

But it was worth every second you spent with Zayne at the local cafe that night, a night- like many others- you would find hard to forget.

(No you didn’t do the dirty, idk why it came off like that.)

- Rafayel -

The waves crashed onto the beach and receded with the sand that was previously trapped between your toes. The surface of the ocean shimmered under the late afternoon sun and reflected the varying orange and yellows scattered across the sky.

“It’ll be sunset soon.” Rafayel’s words snapped you out of your trance and you turned to look at him as he fiddled with his camera. You hummed in acknowledgment before looking at the view once again.

Your companion scoffed, “Seriously? You can see me struggling with the camera and you decide the sunset - which, mind you, happens every single day right outside your doorstep- is more important?”

You sighed and turned to address him but he was already walking away with his hands crossed in front of his chest. At that moment, an idea flashed in your mind and you had no intention of stopping your train of thought.

“Rafayel, wait!” You called out to him as you followed him away from the sight of the now approaching sunset. As you expected, he ignored you and walked faster which encouraged you to run after him and when you neared him, you only increased your speed so you could run into him and tumble onto the ground together.

You rolled onto your back laughing, and Rafayel grumbled to himself as he sat up before glaring at you. “Now I have sand in my hair.” He stated accusingly.

“So do I.” You smiled at him.

At your beaming expression, Rafayel could only sigh, his gaze shifting to the distance and away from you- perfectly hiding the smile that teased his own lips. You looked at the sky, various colours dancing before your eyes.

“Come on,” Rafayel began, taking your wrist and pulling you to your feet and toward the sea.”We have sunset reference photos to take.”

Your lips thinned. “Can’t you just take a normal picture of the sunset and then complete your painting, rather than-“

“As your employer, i’ve given you the job to be my muse. You don’t have much of a choice here- go stand over there.”

You sighed deeply, and walked toward where Rafayel instructed you to stand. The fading sunlight kissed your back and before you was Rafayel, with his camera held up in position. You did not quite know what to do with yourself, thus you stood stiffly as you awkwardly gazed at the camera lense.

Rafayel dropped the camera from his face, revealing nonchalance. “Seriously?”

You crossed your arms. “I just don’t know what to do with myself.”

“I heard smiling is a pretty popular gesture when it comes to posing for photos.”

“I can’t just force it!” You spoke, unappreciative of his sarcasm but before the argument could escalate, a look of awe crossed over Rafayel’s expression, his eyes fixed to behind you. You turned to the sight of the setting sun, the golden surface of water the ocean rose and fell as the sun settled over it’s horizon.

“Wow…” You managed to say, your voice carried away by the breezed that strengthened the longer you stood there.

Once again that day, Rafayel’s voice broke you from your daze induced by the ocean. “Perfect.”

You snapped your head to look at him. “You took a picture?”

“Pictures.” He corrected you with a smile that caused you to narrow your eyes.

“May I see them?”

“Nope.” He shut you down before walking away, with a joyful strut.

“Rafayel!” You began to run toward him, but he was already running from you in a fit of laughter.

- Xavier -

“Hello stranger.” A familiar voice sounded from a few feet away. You turned from the lanterns assorted along the pavement that illuminated the night with gentle yellow-ness, to meet Xavier's ever gentle gaze.

“I didn't expect to be seeing you here.” You smiled. Xavier walked to stand before you, a knowing look in his eyes.

“I had a feeling you would be here tonight.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

His eyes shifted to the lantern you were observing not so long ago, his lips upturned into a small smile.

“Everyone knows the least crowded day is the 5th after opening.” He began, explaining the typical ongoings after the opening of the light-show garden, “I thought you would like to avoid as many people as you can- hopefully, I'm not on that list.”

You chuckled. “Of course not. I’m very glad you’re here.”

Xavier’s smile brightened, his blue eyes shimmering under the gentle glow of the lanterns around you. “Then, shall we?” He extended his hand to you and you took it, allowing him to lead you further into the garden.

[blouisparadise]

Today’s rec list is filled with bottom Louis fics where Louis and/or Harry are agents, police officers, or spies. There are a ton of amazing fics on this list that you’ll want to check out. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Fuck The Police | Mature | 2349 words

"It's been a while, Louis. I bet you haven't changed at all. I bet you still think about all the things we've done. I bet you still get off to that thing I used to do to you in bed...you remember that?" Louis blanched, face turning white as a ghost.

"You can't talk to me like that anymore, Harry. It's not okay." Louis spoke up, although his voice wavered as Harry guided his body so that his back was flush against the wall, facing the younger lad.

"Talk to you like what? Like the dirty whore you are? You know you still want me, Lou. Admit it." Harry murmured lowly, eyes taunting.

2) Bleeding Love. | Mature | 2414 words

Note: This fic has been locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Harry is a cop, Louis is his boyfriend. Harry wants to marry his boy.

3) If We Catch A Criminal | Not Rated | 2759 words

The one where Harry is a policeman and Louis will do just about anything to avoid going to jail.

4) I’ve Been A Bad Girl, Officer | Mature | 3425 words

Louis has done something mildly bad, and Harry is a cop.

5) Are You Fucking Kidding Me? | Explicit | 4760 words

Louis barks up the wrong tree, so Harry punishes him for it.

6) Moles Before Hoes (Which In This Case Does Not Apply) | Explicit | 5201 words

A Criminal Minds AU where Louis is a technical analysis for the FBI, and Harry is the agent who cant control himself, not even while looking at a murder scene.

7) I’d Make Wine From Your Tears | Explicit | 6731 words

He's the one Forbes writes about, who has bank accounts all over the world, a gold ring on each finger, and a tiger of his own in his huge mansion in the heart of California. Harry Styles, a devilishly rich stockbroker, is accused of a number of financial crimes. And Louis Tomlinson, the FBI agent leading the investigation, finally gets hold of evidence against Styles and shows up at his party to arrest the broker.

“Your body is the only form of currency in this world.”

8) Brown Hair And A Golden Boot | Mature | 12995 words

Harry is mistaken for a secret agent, he wears one golden boot, and Louis is in charge of getting information out of him.

9) The Blood Is Rare (And Sweet As Cherry Wine) | Explicit | 14270 words | Sequel

"Officer, I see you're giving away my secrets already," Harry said as he entered the room.

"It's hardly a secret," Louis accepted the delicate glass, cutting a glance at the man when the underlying scent hit him, "A little early to indulge in such things, isn't it?"

"You've had a long morning, I'm sure. Merely looking after your health, Officer," Harry smiled.

"You don't need to concern yourself with that."

"Someone has to."

10) Don’t Call Me Angel | Mature | 16648 words

Manhattan is a dangerous playground for the rich and entitled Alphas of New York. Those same wealthy Alphas are robbed after spending one night in the presence of a blue-eyed Omega and Officer Styles is assigned to the case.

11) Angel Of Small Death And The Murder Scene | Explicit | 20634 words

Ever since Louis read about the new up and coming Detective in town, he had immediately disliked the man, despite never having met him. So, naturally, it can only be the worst thing that could have happened to Louis when he gets stuck with Detective Styles trying to solve a murder during his supposed to be relaxing vacation over the seas.

12) You're The Smell Before Rain, You're The Blood In My Veins | Explicit | 21945 words

“It was him you talked about, when you used to call me late at night, saying you were missing your ex? Was it him, your important five-year long story? Was it him the person you had thought about proposing, one day?” Nick asks with a low voice, almost inaudible, almost like he’s talking to himself “He’s my boyfriend…” he whispers again, without looking up.

“I know! And you shouldn’t worry, because you don’t have a single reason to do so. He’s yours now, he’s with you. I really don’t understand why you came here, honestly” Harry says defending himself out of instinct, even if he has no reason to react like that. He just- just wishes for Nick to leave his room and go back home to Louis. Because at this point Nick has Louis and fuck, why can’t he just go fuck off for once? Doesn’t he have enough shit do deal with already? Does he really need to get into this as well? Right now?

13) Sunflowers, Sunshine, And You | Explicit | 28778 words

Sunshine county is small but mighty and Harry takes pride in knowing nearly each and every person that lives inside of it. For nearly eleven years now he’s been sheriff, and not one of them he’s ever regretted settling down here.

He knows the road names like the back of his hand, knows the people and the animals and the way the world works here. In all of the time he’s been here, not a thing has changed.

So, all things considered, when he starts seeing a beat up pickup truck roaming through town with plates he’s never seen before, Harry, to be frank, jumps on that like a fly on fresh dog shit.

14) You Fill My Lungs With Sweetness (Can I Be Close to You?) | Explicit | 29884 words

Busy picturing Harry’s stupid face on the stupid dummy, Louis goes through a series of kicks before returning to a low guard and cycling through punches. Harry’s still talking, gesturing with his hands as he rounds Louis, standing to his back. “You do a few butt-shaping exercises, tighten this up a little bit,” he smacks Louis’ arse and the omega freezes while Harry cheerfully continues, “you could pull this off.”

“You know what?” Louis snaps, lifting on his tiptoes to get the leverage so he can wrap his arm around the alpha’s neck, forcing him to bend in half while Louis locks him in a chokehold. “Pull this off,” he snarls. They stagger over a few steps, Louis gritting his teeth as Harry tries to break free. “Is it because Payne hates me?” he complains, voice edging on an annoyed whine, “Or is it, like, an omega thing?”

Too late, Louis realizes that Harry has got a grip on his leg and this time as he pulls against Louis’ hold, it loosens, the alpha lifting him in the air before slamming his back into the mat, breaking Louis’ grip completely. Harry kneels on the mat, hovering over him with a sneer, “Don’t kid yourself. Nobody thinks of you that way.”

15) Once Upon A Dream | Explicit | 33319 words | Sequel

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

16) A Matter Of Uniforms | Not Rated | 36606 words

In Birmingham, just after the Great War, veteran Harry Shelby leads his gang, the Peaky Blinders, making money from illegal betting and the black market. Inspector Campbell, charged by Winston Churchill to arrest the man, plants Louis Burgess to spy on Harry's activities.

Soon enough, it becomes hard for the gangster to pretend he's heartless, and even harder for the spy to pretend he loathes it all.

17) Falling Without Caution | Explicit | 50350 words

Louis Tomlinson, a wanted criminal, was captured by the FBI after years of chasing. Instead of being locked up in a high-security prison, he was offered a deal. What was supposed to be the end of a decade long chase turned into a morally grey circumstance for Agent Styles.

18) Rookie | Not Rated | 54352 words

Louis is the youngest candidate to be selected for the police academy in ten years. At nineteen he has a hard time fitting in, especially with how Agent Styles and the other training sergeants treat him. He’s been nicknamed Rookie and has to put up with it for the rest of his training.

What happens when Louis graduates and things become personal, he’s lost everything before...will it happen again.

19) Never Let Me Go | Explicit | 55949 words

Harry and Louis have been friends forever, but they couldn't be more different. One night, with a little too much alcohol, they make a pact to marry in ten years if they're both still single.

Now, one month before the deadline, Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to avoid ending up with his best friend. But is he, really?

20) Somethin’ Bout You | Explicit | 59855 words

Of all the government agents in the world, Louis had to go and land the most charming one.

21) Derail The Mind Of Me | Explicit | 77323 words

The Behavioral Analysis Unit gets called in to help a small town police department find the killer leaving behind a string of victims with a particularly jarring signature. FBI profiler Harry Styles must work with his team to uncover the unsub responsible for a slew of gruesome murders and just might discover his own hidden feelings for BAU Technical Analyst Louis Tomlinson along the way.

22) Waiting On You | Explicit | 76584 words

“Vampires,” Louis says with disgust, glaring over at the vampire who is noisily slurping from the woman’s neck nearby.

Zayn gives the neat fang marks on Louis’ neck a meaningful look.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them,” Louis finishes, ignoring Zayn when he rolls his eyes.

Louis takes a long sip of his milkshake, presses his fingers against the marks on his neck, and definitely doesn’t think about the vampire who left them there.

23) Morality | Explicit | 82857 words

An AU where the boys all work for the FBI in Washington, D.C., working together to catch an unsub who's closer than they ever thought. In the process, Louis uncovers Harry's deepest secret, forcing the two enemies to live a life together to ensure their safety.

24) The Rose Of Whitechapel | Mature | 100182 words

Jack the Ripper AU - Detective Constable Harry Styles and his partner, DC Liam Payne, lead the case on the Whitechapel murders. Louis Tomlinson, the Rose of Whitechapel, is harbouring secrets of his own, along with a dark and sordid past. When their paths cross, truths are revealed, and perhaps hearts are mended...

A darkness is brewing, and it's finally come to collect on the promise it was made.

25) Shadow Dances | Mature | 101591 words

Louis Tomlinson has a begrudging gift, he’s able to communicate with the spirits of the dead. Often against his will, and almost always at the most inconvenient of times.

He and his partner, Zayn Malik, work for a covert division of the New Haven Federal Bureau of Investigations. They aid in all kinds of cases, though their talents lie in the obscure and unsolvable.

It’s when a strange new case falls onto their desks that they’re left questioning the extent of their abilities, and whether they were ever truly alone.

Harry Styles was brought into the FBI for not only his skills, but his ability to mitigate the influx of spirits surrounding the elusive and obnoxiously infuriating sharp-tongued medium he’d been assigned to. Louis gets under his skin, he’s impulsive and a risk to the team according to Harry.

They do however have to find a way to set aside their sordid history, and their reluctant attraction, to track down the murderer plaguing their coastal city.

26) Halfway Home | Mature | 103158 words

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson were improbable childhood friends, much to Harry's dismay. They were thrown together each summer when Harry was forced to visit Louis' grandfathers' ranch in Black Hills, South Dakota. With each passing year their friendship blossomed into something more. When trail rides turned to stolen kisses, and tragedies turned to confessions, until they could no longer deny the inevitable draw they felt for one another.

Though life and their future plans soon set them on different paths.

Ten years later, Louis is the proud owner of Halfway Home Wildlife Refuge. Harry returns to the ranch to escape the perils of his past in London, and though their memories still haunt Louis, he won't let that deter him from his goals. However, someone has been keeping a close eye on the refuge, and possibly Louis specifically, and Harry's return may have unleashed more that just old passions. There's a hunter lurking in the Hills, someone who's decided they've bided their time long enough.

27) Beautiful War | Mature | 103379 words

Five years ago, Louis was nearly the next victim in a string of murders plaguing Portland, Oregon. He managed to escape and the Angel Killer was apprehended and sent to prison. Now, Louis' a best-selling author that assists state police with minor cases. He still suffers from the events of the days he'd been held hostage, but he's found ways to cope.

That is, until the killings start up again. A body was found in the woods. A body that bared the same signature the media had dubbed: The Angel of Death.

Special Agent Harry Styles leads the case, and he doesn't buy into the clairvoyant bullshit that Louis spewed to save face five years ago. He's certain that Louis Tomlinson was involved.

Until they meet, and they're both left questioning everything they'd thought to be true.

28) ROUGE | Not Rated | 117624 words

Submissive Louis Tomlinson is a misjudged criminal who is accused of beating his own Dominant until unconciousness. But the truth is not like that. In fact, Louis has been a victim of severe abuse by his Dom, he only fought back to defend his own life. One could imagine how many times the Dom has raped the Sub, how many scars from canes and whips are there to litter across his body, how many times his flesh has been split open, how many nightmares he has endured that leaves him lose all hope in life.

Sent to the BDSM prison for "behavioural correction", Louis meets the warden there, Dominant Harry Styles. Dominant above all Dominants, Harry is cold and harsh on the outside, but secretly a lonely man in the inside.

Louis supposes he could find his solace here in prison, a time for his scars to heal, both physical and mental ones. But what if Harry starts befriending the Sub, seeing through all the false accusations? What if Harry wants to seek justice? Does Louis even want his name cleared anyways? But the most important question is,

Will Harry be able to give Louis the love he deserves?

If only Louis could tell him the truth.

29) Drops Of Jupiter | Mature | 121821 words

In a small, sleepy town ruled by prejudice, Louis Tomlinson runs his grandmothers shop for the occult. He finds comfort in his tarot cards, his friends, and a dog that he doesn't have room for. He thought the worst he'd have to deal with would be bigotry, until a new sheriff arrives with a headstrong little girl that's impossible not to fall in love with.

But what happens when a string of break-ins leads to a brutal attack, and the towns' darling is murdered right under their Sunday hats? A murder that just so happens to bear the same modus operandi as similar homicides in neighbouring states. Has the killer been circling Virginia, or is he a local of Lavender Hills?

And what will Louis do when the charming Sheriff Styles starts to suspect him of such a heinous crime?

30) Life And Love Finds A Way | Explicit | 165244 words

Post-apocalyptic world after a plague had taken out more than half of the world’s population. In the midst of the pandemonium caused by so many people passing away, the population that was left had turned greedy and started attacking each other for food and resources now that there weren’t enough people to farm or work essential jobs. After being shot by a looter while he was on patrol, Harry had decided to leave the police department and move away to find somewhere remote to live. What he didn’t expect was for an omega to weasel his way into Harry’s heart.

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[biaswreckmepls]

Gentle reminder - reblog!

Hi everyone!

Not sure if you've been keeping up with all the changes that keep happening on tumblr, but every single time this website and company is acquired by someone new, they try their best to turn it into another facebook, or instagram, or tiktok, or whatever the cool new social media platform is. It's a fundamental misunderstanding of how this platform works and the benefit of the anonymity and workings of the unique algorithm. But every single time, they've tried. First when yahoo got it, then when it went to verizon, and then when they sold it to automattic. Now with the death of tumblr live, they're trying to do another rebrand.

Tumblr is one of the few remaining online spaces where we get the opportunity to truly curate our online space, and share and experience things in a way that can't be capitalised on. The concept of a tumblr influencer doesn't exist, because there's no advantage of it, there's no benefit of being an 'influencer'. But the only way we can keep this website around, is to keep using it as the way it was originally intended, in the way that other websites have not worked.

Likes on tumblr are not the same as likes on instagram or youtube, they don't really do anything! They don't help the creator, they don't help promote the post itself in any meaningful way, it's just a way to safekeep it for yourself later. And while that's a totally valid reason to want to like something, just as a reminder of something and a way to revisit a post later in the future, I would highly encourage everyone to try and reblog things as well!! Whether it's art of your favourite ship, whether it's a gifset of your favourite onscreen couple, whether it's a meta around a certain show, or whether it's discussions of the latest major current news event, the only way to truly circulate it and create a positive impact is by reblogging! The more people that get to see any given post, the better.

As an example, KOSA is becoming a thing again, and we're all being encouraged to act against it. I wouldn't have found out about KOSA if someone I follow hadn't reblogged it first, and then i reblogged it again. KOSA is one thing that could impact our online experience DRASTICALLY, and it's imperative that we spread the word about it - forewarned is forearmed, and only when we know about it can we take action against it, right?

I'm not saying this to try and promote this blog at all. I won't lie and say a few more reblogs on this blog here and there wouldn't be nice, but frankly at the end of the day my blog contributes little to nothing to the larger fandom discourse in the grand scheme of things. I'm saying this for everyone else out there. If you want tumblr to survive and thrive as our internet experience continues to evolve in the coming decade, keep using it as much as you can! Reblog anything and everything you can! Your one singular reblog can have a butterfly effect on a post. When you just like, the movement of the post stops there.

And tying into my blog (sorry lads, i'm only human and have to make it a little relevant for me as well 😭), if there's one type of post on the website you encounter anywhere that I strongly recommend you reblog, it's a poll. A poll only serves it's function if it reaches people who can actually vote on it, and we can only get a true reflection of the views of the masses when the most number of people get to participate in it. That's democracy, babey!

Anyways, that's my biannual rant. Back to your regularly scheduled programming, and see you in 6 months for the next big rant!

[rose-grimm-spirit-does-dumb-shit]

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LADS, LADIES, AND ALL THE MISFITS INBETWEEN. I know I rarely post serious shit but tonight we have something to attend to, the bullshit here from Chessington, World of Adventure's RAP system. A system that's fucking archaic, and disgustingly funny considering how many leaps and bounds it's Outer London Sibling Thorpe is making for us Disabled folk. But enough aboout that, feast your eysee on this instragram post for it tells the facts much better than I could. Oh and once you're done? Spread the word, shout it from the roofs, reblog it to the heavens, and make sure it blows the fuck up just about anywhere you can shove it. We cannot let this stand, nor will we. No Mandril nor Vampire may stop us from being heard, so fucking bring it.

[mekanikaltrifle]

Ayo! Greetings! I hope you are doing pretty well! I’m really sorry for asking this as I’m truly in dire need of help. My cat needs some immediate help for her surgery so I’m trying to raise some funds for her. If you have some spare time, please check it out the post that I have pinned for her, and if you feel it in your heart to help, please do us the favor by boosting the post or share it! Even if you cannot donate, spreading the word is definitely more than enough. Thank you for your kindness, and so sorry again for being this direct! <33

lads, we've got the cat scam again--

new blog, all posts made today? (and worse, reblogging shit off my friends?) shallow effort bud, I hope whoever's fundraiser you've copied is actually getting real help cause this ain't it.

[lacebird]

Okay lads, in case anyone is going to German comic con in Essen this year, here's some information about the event. I emailed them some questions I had and thought it might be a good idea to share.

Here's what they said about...

Bag policy: "You are welcome to bring a bag"

Schedule for meet and greet & panels: "The schedule will be posted one to two weeks before the event. It shows who is doing the panels, when the photo shoots and meet and greets are."

Autograph signings: "The autograph times are not listed. The guest signs autographs between the times." (in between panels and photo ops I'm guessing)

Vegan food options at the venue: "I cannot say whether there will be vegan food and I also cannot say whether there are restaurants nearby that offer it." (Any vegans on here that have suggestions on places to eat are welcome to add to this post!)

Card payments at the event: "Since the internet is not that good in the hall, our EC card devices will not work, so it is best to have cash with you."

Water stations: "There are no water stations at the event where you can fill up your bottles."

Reblog to spread the word!

[hlplease]

The Holiday Remix: Choose Ur Adventure Poll 4!

if you haven't read yet, go read that package is too big to gift wrap, part 4 of the holiday remix: a choose ur adventure advent series!

this is the poll where YOU get to choose what happens in part 5 of the holiday remix: choose ur adventure advent series! this time, Harry has an idea to jazz up the Holiday Party they're throwing for the lads! so... what's it gonna be?

don't forget to reblog this once you've read part 4 and voted to help spread the word!!! thank you for all the support, hope you're enjoying as much as i am!

[cebwrites]

haiii i’m crossposting my comm info here because a lad needs money TT v TT

dms are always open but if you’d like to contact me through twitter i’m @/ceburu there! please reblog and spread the word if you can! <:’D

more examples found below!!

[omegamoo]

I posted 9,819 times in 2022

That's 9,587 more posts than 2021!

807 posts created (8%)

9,012 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@tee-gee-em

@the-g-m

@boygirltitties

@omegamoo

@griancraft

I tagged 4,364 of my posts in 2022

#dsmp - 981 posts

#ramblings - 538 posts

#fave - 415 posts

#asks - 279 posts

#toh - 227 posts

#homestuck - 193 posts

#double life smp - 122 posts

#mcyt - 113 posts

#empires smp - 104 posts

#hermitcraft - 93 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#and yeah i think ppl have done these strawberry games before i just want to do it again because i liek to tell ppl how much i love them

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

the funnies part of what’s going on with scitties mess is just. guys say the word scitties out loud and then come back to this and try to tell me you didn’t giggle. it sounds like skittles. fucking. titties. this is so ridiculous

164 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#4

i love you online friends i love you gay people in my phone i love you discord server chaos i love you silly mutuals masquerading as anons in your inbox i love you inside jokes i love you staying up too late giggling at your screen i love you sense of community and friendship from so far away i love you mutuals <3

250 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

#3

constantly needing to express my undying love and affection to my friends

879 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#2

need to spread the love around. reblog this & leave notes of love in the tags for the person you reblogged it from

1,399 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

reblog to rescue a worm from the sidewalk and put it in the grass. there u go what a lad

3,310 notes - Posted July 28, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[sunny-flake]

OK IM TAGGING EVERYBODY WHO FOLLOWS ME (that isn't actively following team time (that I know of))

@carabcod000 @merriclo @atti-missmaami @emo-boy23 @jrancherart @akkalahighlander @hyliagirl42 @unicyclingdogs @shyrule @animal-crossing-girly @whatcouldpossiblyg0wr0ng @swimminginwatercolors @bananadance1234 @olivethetreebitch @howl-at--the-sun @astral-catastrophe @mothie-lad @twizel @spacebagel54 @the-aurora-lights @blossomingwaters @apparitianhanako @shade-pup-cub @ilaiawanderlust @toonfan2106 @mrzhuzh @creatrixcymraes @natureless-creatures @bunny-gaymer @serendipity-the-clumsy @floris-lightingale @birdmomblogs @oracleofseasoned @qlennguagmire @tequeobutinenglish

Team Legend is loosing!! (Very sad, I know) it's up to you to spread the word wherever you can!! Take some of the propaganda and reblog them! Reblog the poll link! Just send out a post, saying to vote for Legend!!

Also anybody who has made propaganda; THANK YOU!!! and feel free to post it off of the chain, where you can tag others & do what you want to spread the word!!

We only have an hour and a half!! MAKE THE BUNNY PROUD

[tillytherandomfanficwriter]

Hello dears! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me reach my goal. I am in dire need of your support now to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place both in terms of living and lives. The family consists of 20 members, most of them are young children. I need your financial support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family until the Rafah crossing is reopened to transport my family to safety and peace. Please help a family stay alive through your small donations or through your shares to others. Thank you very much for standing by those in need. My campaign 90-ghoset has been documented

You should know what to do lads! If you can, donate to their campaign (It's the first post on their blog, I'm gonna reblog it after I answer this), if not, spread the word!