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Monthly Reads | January 2017 ❤ THANK YOU TO ALL WRITERS FOR YOUR HARD WORK AND SHARING YOUR STORIES! ❤

Special mention⭐ & Top 5 + 16 more stories under the cut:

⭐ 2017 HL Prompt Challenge ⭐

“A small group of us came together to do a prompt challenge with fast deadlines to have some fun and see what we can do, and this is the result. Hope you enjoy!” Authors: taggiecb, afirethatcannotdie, QuickedWeen, waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee, Awriterwrites, allwaswell16, LadyLondonderry, lululawrence Prompts so far: Foundation, Bloodsucker, Hinge, Scream (revealed today)

Where Your Heart Is

by anhcor & tvshows_addict | College AU | hate to love | slow burn | 154k Louis is ready for his brand new adventure. So what if he suffers from a genetic condition that prevents him from being touched? College is going to be awesome. It has to. Karma kind of owes him right now. Forget about his overprotective mother, or Liam-- his entirely too chipper step brother-- or his mess of a roommate. Forget about the gloves he has to wear at all times. He’s here to expand his knowledge, write and drown himself in books -- No matter how distracting ‘Hallway Boy’ may be-- The obnoxious, flirty frat wannabe determined to become the bane of Louis’ existence. Or, a college AU set in San Francisco where two lost boys who seemingly have nothing in common find inspiration, each other, and themselves in the process.

Black With Autumn Rain

by whimsicule | thriller | crime | magical realism | 93k “Thank you,” Geoff says, taking a sip of his tea. “What did you tell him?” Louis has a sip as well, lets the tea burn down his throat too quickly, too hot, and he feels it all the way down to his stomach. “The truth. Essentially,” he replies after a moment, licking his lips, relishing the slightly bitter taste of the brew that’s never quite strong enough for Louis’ liking. At least it’s not decaf. “That my dog scented it. That I didn’t touch the body. That I came here first thing.” Geoff nods pensively. “Did he believe you?” “Probably not. There’s only so many people who can drown on dry land before it gets fishy.” or: Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.

Hold My Heart

by Awriterwrites & phdmama  for H/L Exchange 2016 | famous/non famous | Mile High Club | Actor!Louis | Doctor!Harry | 14k “Excuse me, mate, I’m the window seat here.” The voice was soft, apologetic, and accented in something a bit unfamiliar — northern England, maybe, Harry thought. “Oh,” Harry jumped to his feet and moved aside, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you standing there.” The other man laughed as he swung a bag into the overhead compartment and slid into the seat. “You were well caught up in that book, mate. What are you reading?” Harry paused, wondering how to explain the fact that he was reading an epic and x-rated romance that was the story of a relationship between a prince and the man he’d enslaved. “Oh, you know, just some fiction my sister recommended.” He turned to look at the man and froze. Sitting next to him was Louis Tomlinson. *** Or, the one where famous Louis Tomlinson offers his hand and a lot more to his seat mate on a transatlantic flight.

What do you mean he's coming?

by MediaWhore for HL Famous/Not Famous Fic Exchange | Childhood friends | famous/non famous | actor!louis | photographer!louis | 15k When Harry accepted to be his sister’s Maid of Honour, despite how non-traditional of a choice he was, he didn’t think writing a speech for the wedding reception would be this hard. Now, not only does he have less than two weeks left to find something moving and inspirational to say, but Gemma just confided in him that her old childhood best friend is going to be in attendance. The one who moved to LA and they haven’t seen in fifteen years because he was too busy becoming an Academy Awards winner. But hey, no pressure. It’s just Louis Fucking Tomlinson. Harry is screwed.

Singing to tiny dancer

by BriaMaria | Famous/Non famous | Actor!Louis | 22k “Yes!” Harry punched a fist into the air. He laughed at the confusion that wrinkled the little space between Louis’ brows. “What?” “You’re flirting with me,” Harry smiled, letting his dimples pop. Louis’ face went blank for two seconds and then he rolled his eyes, one side of his mouth lifting. “Am not.” “You soooo are,” Harry sang out, poking him in the shoulder. “You like me.” “I was simply showing you how to actually bring… what did you call it? Your A-game.” Harry adopted a patronizing expression, sure it would piss him off. “And you did great. Really.“ “Oi, fuck off,” Louis said, but he was actually laughing now. Outright. It was gorgeous and Harry wanted to live in this moment forever. It was the very best one he’d experienced. He wanted to always remember the image of Louis’ crinkled eyes, the sound of his breathy giggles, the smell of citrus that radiated off him as he swayed in his amusement. And Louis didn’t even know his name. Or ... When everything gets to be a bit too much for A-list actor Louis Tomlinson, he runs back to the town he had never really called home and the boy who was the only one he did.

Beautiful Star 

by tommoandbambi for We Wish You a Larry Christmas Fic Exchange | famous/non famous | kid fic | christmas fluff | 17k “You know, when I pegged you for a druglord, I wasn't exactly challenging you to make me believe that you actually are one. What is this place?” Louis says after he swallows over the mild panic that's building up in his throat over the fact that he's literally sitting in front of the cause of his teenage sexuality crisis. or, the famous/nonfamous kid!fic AU wherein harry and louis have to host a school Christmas party and harry isn't actually a druglord.

Play The Odds 

by alivingfire | College AU | friends to lovers | 26k Harry and Louis are best friends since childhood who, after a night of drinking, find themselves locked in a bet: first one to kiss the other a thousand times wins. Wins what? They don't know. Glory, Harry supposes. Bragging rights, though those don't do much in this economy. All Harry knows is that this is one bet he can finally win. What he doesn't expect, though, is what happens when he starts kissing his best friend on a daily basis. Namely, he doesn't expect falling head over heels in love with his best friend. Now all he has to do is make sure the bet never ends, so he never has to stop kissing Louis.

Runner On Third 

by kikikryslee for H/L Exchange 2016 | slow burn | friends to lovers | 40k As Harry stood there, the other man turned around, and he knew he was correct in who he thought it was. “Louis?” he asked, still not quite believing it. Louis blinked. “Harry? Wh– what are you doing here?” “I work here,” Harry said. “What are you doing here?” “Um, I’m picking up my brother. The nurse called and said he was sick.” Harry felt like he was going to be sick. “Wait, Ernest is your brother? Since when do you have a brother?” “Since about seven years ago, I guess. Wait, how do you know Ernest?” “I’m his teacher.” “You’re his what?” Louis exclaimed. Harry gulped. This was going to be a long year. --- Or, the AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don't pick up where they left off.

Taken Over By The Feeling

by whyidontknow1 | angst | fluff| baker!harry | 53k After almost a year of increasingly troubling behavior, Louis agrees to let his sister live with him. It's a last resort before more drastic measures are taken by their mom. Harry Styles runs Given A Chance, a program for troubled and disadvantaged teens out of the bakery he owns. He offers the kids in his program what he believes they need to start on a different and better path for their lives. Louis learns all too quickly that Harry's goodwill does not extend to him. Only because he happens to remind Harry of an ex he'd rather forget. It's not the smoothest of beginnings, but in the end Louis' own issues might be the real problem.

Haven't You Heard 

by allwaswell16 for HL Christmas and New Year Fanfiction | Christmas fluff | 8k Harry Styles has been in love with Louis Tomlinson since they were eighteen. After six years together, Harry is ready to propose to the love of his life. The holidays strike him as the perfect time for a romantic proposal, but his well-meaning friends and family (including his self-appointed best friend, Niall) seem to thwart him at every turn. Or the four times Harry tries to propose, and the one time he gets it right.

If My Yesterday is a Disgrace, Tell Me That You'll Still Recall My Name 

by Trytoescapeit for HL Christmas and New Year Fanfiction | 16k The boy, right now in front of Harry, most definitely has familiar blue eyes and the same thin lips. Those lips. Small, bitten things that are so close to splitting. All he can think of is a chorus of his name. Louis, Louis, Louis, and the name means nothing to him until the boy looks up. OR Harry and Louis are childhood friends for only a year when Louis moves out of town. Fast forward to the future and Harry is a used-to-be rich kid who cut off his family's inheritance to build a life of his own and Louis owns the small cafe that's hiring. Harry spends three days trying to get Louis to remember him (because he never forgot)

Let Me Be Good For You

by onlyhuman | canon compliant | PWP | 12k His distress over the bun is nothing compared to the thrill Louis feels shoot up his spine at the outfit Harry’s donned. He’s changed into leather jeans that cling to his legs, hugging his thighs snugly. On top of it, a floaty, black sheer shirt is contouring his frame, doing absolutely nothing to hide his puffy nipples or the endless array of tattoos scattered across his torso. It’s Louis’ favourite outfit in the entire world. Or, Niall's only birthday wish is to go clubbing with his boys in Vegas. Harry ruins it all by wearing that god forsaken black sheer shirt.

Oh How I Hate This Red String Of Fate

by CalamityK for H/L Exchange 2016 | soulmates | angst | 13k Harry thought being able to see people’s strings die would be the worst thing about his gift, until at twenty-two he finally met the other end of his own. --------- Or that soulmate AU where Harry can see the red strings of fate that tie everyone together.

Like a boomerang

by youwilll | Groundhog Day AU | College AU | 48k AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it's always February 2nd. Until it isn't.

Life as we know it

by Rearviewdreamer | friends to lovers | kid!fic | 34k When a couple dies unexpectedly Harry and Louis are brought together to care for their daughter.

Counting the stars behind the clouds

by simplestardust | blind character | friends to lovers | 28k The problem wasn’t that Harry was blind. The problem was Harry himself. or, in which Louis plays keyboard as part of touring singer Harry's back-up band, and spends his time stuck between being oblivious and in denial, while Harry just wants to know how many stars there are in the night sky.

Head head heart

by Anonymous for Sub Harry Fic Fest | canon compliant | BDSM | Dom/Sub | 11k After Dunkirk has wrapped filming, Harry struggles with his inability to reach subspace. He tries taking the matter in his own hands before Louis intervenes with a plan of his own.

Reduce Me To A Pleading Cry (Break The Skin and Tantalize)

by Anonymous for Sub Harry Fic Fest | BDSM | Dom/Sub | CEO!Harry | 37k As the CEO of Styles & Styles, Harry Styles cuts a brooding and handsome figure at the helm of a very successful business. His reputation for intensity is well known, but you would be intense, too, if you had to work numbers all day, give countless orders, and conduct endless meetings. When all you really want to do at night--ache to do--is give away the reins, let someone else make the decisions, be ordered around for once, just--let go. Harry has reached his breaking point when one touch from a man whose very stance commands attention leads him back to a place he thought he’d never return. Or Harry is a broody submissive boss, Louis is a natural dom who works in the mail room at Styles & Styles, Niall is a matchmaking oracle, and a slender, dark haired man stands mute at the coffee stand encouraging others to spill their secrets.

(I didn't mean to) fall in love tonight 

by zouisclimax | High School AU, mpreg | 35k Harry texts him back a thumbs up emoji before leaning forward and throwing up again. He groans, but stands after he’s done, wiping his mouth with toilet paper, and flushing the toilet. He washes his mouth out as best as he can before steeling himself and heading back to class, trying his best not to cry. He tells himself that there is no point in worrying when he doesn’t even know if there is anything to worry about yet. He still feels sick. [or, the American boarding school AU where Harry's infatuated with Louis and one night flips his whole world upside-down]

With your love we could breathe underwater

by luminescents for HL summer fic exchange | fantasy | Mermaid!Harry | 28k Harry’s brow furrows, a look of confusion spreading over his face. “But I am real. I exist, see,” he says, raising a hand out of the water and wiggling his fingers at Louis. Louis finds himself relaxing a bit. Harry seems harmless really. And he’s quite cute, for something that’s not supposed to exist. If Louis is indeed having a hallucination right now, at least it’s a cute one. AU where Harry is a mermaid, Louis is a human, and they both discover a lot more than they anticipated.

Sex Shop Fic Verse: It's My Pleasure To Introduce You  & Switch Out The Batteries

by LoadedGunn | Sex Shop AU | 8k Louis cannot help himself. He stretches a bit so he can whisper in Harry's ear, "That's what I'd do to you, when you're close to coming. Just think. You'll be so overwhelmed but you won't want it to end, not really, so I'll switch it to the seventh setting, give you just a few seconds to catch your breath but then it'll rock inside you, right against your spot, so hard you won't be able to breathe, but before you can finally come it'll stop again. How long do you think you could keep it there, just staying right on the edge?" "I couldn't," Harry whispers, definitely shivering now. "I just couldn't tease myself like that, I'd have to touch my cock. If I wanted to... I'd need someone to do it for me." Louis slips his hands from Harry's fingers to his wrist, where he clutches hard. "You would." Or, the AU where Louis is the most helpful sex shop salesperson in the history of sex shops, and Harry really was just looking for a vibrator with simple instructions (yet ended up getting a hands-on demonstration).

by istajmaal, LoadedGunn | BDSM | Dom/Sub | Daddy kink | Gangbang 88k Harry raises an eyebrow. "Sex dice?" "Yup," Louis nods. "You know the ones we sell, one die for a body part and the other for an action to perform on that… part." "Isn't that what old married couples buy from you to spice things up?" Louis frowns and opens his mouth to tell Harry off, but then he catches his absolutely dreamy expression and can only laugh. "Yes dear, we're just like any middle-aged married couple. Except for the fact that we're in our twenties and have a box full of bondage gear under our bed." Two years after meeting in a sex shop, Harry's just returning to Louis from a month-long tour in the States, and they come up with a wholesome bonding exercise.

[biggestxsimps]

Masterlist:

You can find the fandoms and characters we write for > Here

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Danganronpa:

Shuichi Saihara:

> Proud of you

Makoto Naegi:

> Betrayed

Mondo Owada:

> Motorbike Night

Nagito Komaeda:

> Missing you

Gonta Gokuhara:

> Boyfriend Headcanons

Kazuichi Soda:

> The Truth Behind the Blackened

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu:

> Protective Fuyuhiko Headcanons

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JJBA:

Kakyion Noriaki:

> Interacting with Kakyion and Hierophant

Joseph Joestar:

> I love you

Jonathan Joestar:

> Admiring Christmas Decorations 🎄

> Amnesia

Jotaro Kujo:

> Taking Kujo’s Hat

> Watching Snowflakes 🎄

> Valentine’s Day Special

Josuke Higashikata:

> Sharing a Hot-Chocolate 🎄

> Are You?

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The Quarry:

Dylan Lenivy:

> Asking him out

> Haircut

> Late Night Confession

> Patching him up

> Winter Vibes 🎄

> Staring at the Stars

Jacob Custos:

> Mucking Around 🎄

> Cold Cuddles 🎄

Mix:

> Reacting to you being attacked by a werewolf (Dylan.L, Jacob.C, Ryan.E, Nick.F)

> Lost Lover (Can be read as any)

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BNHA/MHA:

Shoto Todoroki:

> After Hours

Katsuki Bakugou:

> Helping Hand

Denki Kaminari:

> Impress you

Izuku Midoriya:

> So Close, Yet So Far

> A Night with Izu

Dabi/Touya Todoroki:

> Duty or Love?

> Dabi headcanons

Hawks/Keigo Takami:

> Love Takes Flight

> Headcanons 

Eijiro Kirishima:

> A hero's end

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Detroit:Become Human:

Connor RK800:

> Are you okay?

> Missed your Birthday

> Christmas Chills 🎄

> Morning Routines

> Love?

> Here for you

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Harry Potter:

Draco Malfoy:

> I’m Sorry (Part 1)

> I Forgive You (Part 2)

> Exchanging Gifts 🎄

> Asking Draco out to the Yule Ball (Interactive Fic)

> Study Date

> Happy Birthday

Harry Potter:

> In the Snow 🎄

> Skating Date 🎄

> Shark-Like Reader Scenarios

> Dance With Me

Ron Weasley:

> Handmade Sweaters 🎄

Tom Riddle:

> Make It Up to You

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Hogwarts Legacy:

Sebastian Sallow:

> Amortentia

> Why I love you

> It’s Okay, You’re Okay

Ominis Gaunt:

> Gorgeous Boy

> Nightmares

Garreth Weasley:

> Secret Shambles

Mix:

> Asking the Boys to The Yule Ball (Sebastian.S, Ominis.G)

> Semi-Romantic Headcanons (Sebastian.S, Ominis.G, Garreth.W, Amit.T)

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Call of Duty:

Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

> Thank you

> Face-Paint

> Happy Valentine’s Day 

> Overworked

> Unspoken Words (Part 1)

> Heard Feelings (Part 2)

> Short Reader Headcanons

> Last Embrace

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Sally Face:

Sal Fisher:

> Seeing Sal’s face for the first time

> The Campbell Boy

Larry Johnson:

> Cuddles

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Yandere Simulator:

Ayato Aishi:

> Obsessed

>Change in fate

Amao Odayaka:

> Baked Treats 🎄 (Platonic)

Osoro Shidesu:

> Confessions

Budo Masuta:

> Behind the Martial Arts Club’s Closed Doors

> Whispered Wishes

Umeji Kizuguchi:

> Troubled Souls (Platonic)

Shin Higaku:

> Boyfriend Headcanons

Mix:

> Kidnapped By Obsession (Ayato.A, Taro.Y)

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Death Note:

Light Yagami:

> Finding The Deathnote

L Lawliet:

> Deception & Intrigue

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Diabolik Lovers:

Ayato Sakamaki:

> Fireplace Teasing 🎄

Yuma Mukami:

> Boyfriend Headcanons

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FNAF:

Monty Gator:

> Late Night Duties

Michael Afton:

> Friends to Lovers

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Marvel:

Peter Parker:

> Movie Night

> How each Spiderman would confess

Tony Stark:

> Top Priority  (Platonic)

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[hardyimagines]

Part 1 - Intruder

Hi could would you be interested in writing a Bane fic were he and one or two of his men need to hideout, and they come across this home kinda of hidden away or in an isolated area and a girl lives there on her own. He decides to keep her alive and eventually they fall for each other. I'd also like him to to be kinda mean and dominant. + She has to stay in main room with bane so he can make sure she doesn't escape😉 I'm sensing a smutty imagine. I like my bane a Dom with choking of course. I don't ask for much do I 🤣🤣

Part 2

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The mountains were tall, overlooking the lit city. Lights lined the buildings for the Christmas season, various shades of red and green. Trees twinkled with applied lights and music played in the distance, tempting people to come to their establishments and enjoy the holiday season. Bane straightened on the cliff. The jacket he wore was bulky with a line of fur, but it wasn’t doing much to protect him from the cold air that whipped around him and his men. Beneath his boots, pebbles and stones bounced from the impact of his shoe and rolled off the side of the ledge, falling down, down, down until they met the ground. It was probably a seventy foot drop. Bane wasn’t on the run. He was never on the run, he didn’t have to worry about someone overpowering him, but he did need a place to sleep at night and because his home had been invaded by the scum of the earth, he couldn’t exactly return there.

“Boss.” The shorter one of his men spoke up. His name was Oscar. “Don’t see no lights on.” He informed his leader. They needed a place to stay for the night, it didn’t matter if it was cold as well and didn’t have any source of heat, at least there would be a roof over their head. This had been the perfect spot. It was high, up out of most people’s eye line and it looked worn and abandoned. The exterior needed a lot of work done and the man was sure that the interior was just the same, but he didn’t care. Not tonight. Tonight, he just needed a bed. Bane’s boots hit the floor loudly as he made his way up the rest of the path and toward the front door. It was silent, not even the wind dared to whistle. He extended his arm, hand curling around the rusted handle before he twisted it. The wood opened without much force and creaked due to the rusted, stiff hinges. He rubbed his lips together before looking around the room. It was dusty and dark, impossible to see anything. He set his hand on the wall, tracing the soft wallpaper until his pointer finger skimmed the light switch. He flicked it on and froze at the sight.

The sink was lined with dirty dishes and it was void of a faucet. Ants raced along the countertop, no doubt fighting to get speckles and crumbs from the remaining food on the plates. Cabinets were opened here and there and the floor looked as if it were in desperate need of a deep cleansing. But Bane wasn’t fussy about any of that, no, he was a little more worried about the girl fast asleep at the kitchen table.

Your hair fell across the surface in messy waves. Despite the filthy home, you didn’t look anywhere near as bad as the place did. He squinted toward you, inspecting your features. You looked just fine. Oscar exchanged a look with Larry, Bane’s other helper, before looking back toward you. He figured this was just a bonus. They had a hostage, something to play with while they waited for morning. But bane had no intentions of harming you — scaring you, maybe, but only so you’d comply. They needed to stay here at least for the night, so they’d be doing that. Whether you said yes or not.

Bane’s thigh bumped the table on accident and the wooden legs wobbled threateningly. The motion startled your slumbering form and scared you even further when your eyes fluttered open. Glistening pools of curiosity and fear latched on to the bald man’s blue eyes. His lips twitched before dragging upwards. He pasted a sickeningly sweet smile on his lips and set his large palm down on the dirty table. A hostage wasn’t a part of the plan, but he was to expect the unexpected. Running his tongue over his lips, his mouth parted as he readied himself to speak, but your sudden movement ceased his words. The chair you were sat in groaned out noisily as the legs scraped along the tile. You rose up hurriedly, breaths deep and shallow, causing your chest to rise and fall rapidly with your worried inhales and exhales. Bane watched you under a heated gaze. No fear danced in his orbs. Why would it? He wasn’t on his own. He didn’t have someone breaking in and waking him. You swallowed thickly, unable to get a single word of question or a believable threat out. Instead, you stood glued to the spot, fingers shaking as your body followed suit.

“Look at her, boss, she’s trembling.” Oscar spoke up. The man was smaller than the surrounding occupants of the room, but that didn’t stop him from being confident enough to approach. The black vest he wore matched his dark trousers. Around his waist, he had a holster and tucked away inside was no doubt a dangerous weapon. You quivered. The soles of your feet scraped the wooden floors as you backed up. He neared without hesitation. “Come here, darling, I don’t bite.”

Run. Your brain pleaded. Cry. Your mind screamed. Beg. Your brain warned. They were going to kill you. Why else were they here? The small bloke grabbed ahold of your wrist and twisted it painfully around your back. His strength didn’t match his stature so it took you by surprise. You weren’t a fighter though. You were quiet, kept to yourself. Obedient. Sweet. Gentle. Too pure for the pain and heartache that the world offered to the city below. That’s why you lived on your own in a dump. Nobody bothered you and you didn’t bother anybody — until now. Bane growled out softly.

“Easy.” He droned. The heavy thud of his boots was enough warning to silence the building cry in your throat. A painful tingle raced along the length of your arm, tearing at the nerves. “Let her go.” Bane demanded. Oscar did so without question. Your arm fell limply to your side. Rubbing the soreness to ease the pain would look weak and you knew that was the last thing that you needed to look right now. Bane crinkled his nose before stepping around the table and moving toward you. Fuzzy-minded and bleary-eyed from your sleep, you sniffled before looking toward him. “Do you speak?” He asked. It was then, as your brain began to register everything other than ‘intruders’, that you realized he wore a mask on his face. It embraced the lower half of him and created a loud hiss underneath his words. You had to strain your ears in order to comprehend him.

“Yes.” The tone of your voice was so soft. Soft enough to make bane want to take your tender throat in his palm and push you out the front door so you could be on your way. But that was too risky. He didn’t want the police showing up.

“Good.” He uttered. He didn’t look toward you further, he simply paced the length of the kitchen before coming to a stop at the counter. Photographs were laid out messily, some stained with unknown substances. He traced the corner of one with his finger before tonguing his cheek. “We need a place to stay.” He looked back toward you. “And we’ve chosen your house.”

“Lucky girl.” Larry chortled out. He sneered. A sickening smile resided on his lips and his eyes warned you to sleep with one eye open. Bane looked to Larry with a warning glare before moving his eyes back to you. Scaring you wasn’t going to do the trick. That was for when you disobeyed or acted like a brat. He inspected you closely. Faint freckles, gleaming hair, soft appearing skin and inviting eyes. He stepped toward you when you didn’t speak. What were you meant to say. ‘No’? A lot of good that would do you.

“It’ll just be for the night.” He assured you. There was no question in his tone. He wasn’t asking, he was telling. “Oscar and Larry.” He pointed toward the table. “Here’s your bed.” His eyes moved back to you. “And you, wherever your bed is, that’s my bed.” The fear in your eyes doubled, and the urge to grab a nearby knife was suffocatingly strong. But it would be so foolish. God knew what kind of weapon he had on him.

“I don’t..” Bane cocked a brow as you spoke up, testing you to deny him.

“Let me tell you something.” He stepped toward you. His hand lifted to your chin, fingers delicate as they traced your flesh. “It’ll do you no good to talk back or disagree. Comply and you’ll be alright.” He lowered his hand to the throat he’d wished to take ahold of earlier. “Bedroom.” He stated again. He felt your esophagus twitch beneath his palm as you swallowed. His grip wasn’t tight or hard so you drew back a step and swiftly stepped around him. He followed hot on your heels, blue eyes twinkling.

The living room was a wreck. Newspapers and old food sat in the place. Flies buzzed, flying from dish to dish to devour whatever was left behind and uneaten. Empty soda cans laid on their sides on the floor and coffee table and smoke poured from the fire place, a sign that the lit flame had died. You moved to the corridor and led him down the tan-painted hall to the bedroom at the end of the way. The door opened without so much as a creak. A bed resided in the center with a blue duvet. It wasn’t the biggest bed, but it would suffice. A window sat in the far right with a nearby vanity jammed pack with various knick-knacks. This was the cleanest room.

“It’s.. this is the only room.” You explained to him. “A.. apart from the bathroom which is just right there.” Pointing to the connected room which held a tub and a toilet, you folded your arms over your chest and slowly backed up.

“Itll do.” He told you quietly. He removed his weaponless holster and then his belt. Draping the accessories over the chair in the corner, he scratched the back of his head before looking toward you. “You can return to the dining room to sleep,” He ushered to the door with his pointer finger. “or stay here with me.” He licked his lips. “But you are to remain under someone’s watch at all times.” Your eyes flickered.

“You mean until morning?” Your question made bane frown.

“I mean.. until it’s safe to go.” His earlier words had been a brief comfort. Oscar and Larry were oblivious to the fact that they’d be hiding out here for a while. But Bane, he called they shots, so they wouldn’t complain. “You don’t get in my way and I won’t be in yours.” He pointed to the bed. “Now, you choose. Bed or table?” His hands moved along his stomach, rubbing the surface before he stepped toward the bed and climbed on to the comfy surface. You slowly followed after him. He didn’t seem to want to hurt you. Or touch you. But the other men.. you didnt trust them in the slightest. This one, you were sure, would’ve let them do as they pleaded and would’ve told you to ‘undress’ or ‘lay down’ if his intentions were to cause physical harm. But he didn’t. He laid down and shut his eyes. But you could tell he certainly wasn’t sleeping.

‘I don’t want to share a bed with you.’ ‘Get out.’ Stab him. Hit him. Run. Climb out the window. Scream as loud as possible. Your mind warned you to do this and that, urged you to get out and away, but you didn’t. Anxiety raced through your body and made you fidget. The quiet sound of your feet padding against the floor told Bane that you’d chosen to stay with him, and when the bed began to jiggle beneath your applied weight, it merely confirmed his initial assumption.

There wasn’t much space, but the two of you managed. He was slumped on his back and you were laid on your side, elbow folded beneath your head to act as an extra pillow. The duvet was crumpled beneath his body and the pillows were crookedly placed. You didn’t want to ask him to move though so you could curl up, so instead, you shivered at his side. So many questions filled your head. You wanted answers, but your throat was dry, tight, and it was impossible to get even a squeak of sound out. You squirmed slightly, legs accidentally skimming his own now and then. He didn’t say anything and you didn’t either. Little mumbled apologies were vacant and he didn’t offer to scoot over to give you more room.

He was so tired. He’d been on his feet all day. Bane knew it was rather foolish to fall asleep so quickly, leaving himself vulnerable to you, but there was no controlling the situation — and you, even if you had the courage to harm him, wouldn’t.

———

The embarrassment of the filthy home hit you in the morning. The sun was rising in the distance, it’s rays beginning to pour through open windows to wake the slumbering people, tucked away in their beds. You’d managed to leave the bedroom, undetected and had had about an hour to clean. The other two men who’d come along with the bald one in your bedroom were nowhere to be seen, so you’d taken advantage of their absence. The kitchen table was scrubbed clean and the dishes in the sink were halfway done. You knew it was foolish to worry about cleaning so the intruders didn’t find you repelling, but it was more than that. It was just the judgement that bothered you - it didn’t matter who it came from.

What a poor choice to leave the room without the man in the mask.

Their fingers were rough in your hair as they twisted and tugged, fighting over you. Your hipbones dug roughly into the counter you were learn against, Larry tugging you toward him as he shouted at Oscar. ‘I got first dibs, let her go’, he insisted. Oscar would then yank on you harder, bruising your scalp more so than Larry was. You winced. You pleaded. You moaned out. Internally, you begged for their boss to wake seeing as last night he didn’t seem like he was here to deal with any shenanigans. You moaned out again when Oscar lost his grip on your hair and your body was thrown into Larry’s. He didn’t have an amazing grip though either because the suddenness of your body against his made him topple over and to the floor.

Run. You did. Fool. To the bedroom. Why hadn’t you gone to the front door? Oscar was hot on your heels, sprinting along behind you to try and get to you before you could get to Bane. The door to your bedroom was thrown open roughly. The sound of it was enough to wake the man on the bed, but if it hadn’t of done it then your weight, slung on top of his own, would’ve. Bane woke with a straight face, but internally he was stunned. He sat up tiredly, eyes squinted and brows furrowed in confusion. He looked to you, curled up in a small ball at his side as a panting Oscar stood in the doorway with angry eyes and a fling of regret. And then revenge. You shifted, fearfully cowering away.

Bane sat up further, shielding you from the piercing gaze of Oscar.

“Out.” He ordered harshly. The man in the door obeyed. He twisted around and left the room without so much as an apology. The booming voices, belonging to Oscar and Larry were suddenly overlapping. Arguing. Fighting because they knew they were in trouble. Idiots. “Are you alright?” His question was dripping with concern, but it was genuine. He stood from the mattress, beginning to re-dress in the attire he’d removed the previous night.

“Your men..” You started before falling silent. This wouldn’t help. He was aware of what happened. He didn’t need a play-by-play. “I’m fine.” You whispered out. He nodded. Bane didn’t have time for this. Trouble was following and because he wasn’t a runner, he was a confronter, he needed to know what was happening at all times. Having to go down the hall and shout at grown men for trying to mess around with a younger, female hostage — it just pissed him off. It didn’t help in the slightest, it just slowed him down. He zipped the vest up before leaving the room to handle what has woken him. You curled up on your side and buried your face into your pillow before letting your eyes shut. Your fingers crossed slowly, a silent pray for the men in your dining room to leave today. What would you do if bane came back in and told you they had to stay for more time than he’d said last night. A day, okay. But any more than that.. you didn’t know what would happen.

It was then, in that moment that you realized you were on your own. You climbed off the bed hurriedly, bane’s words playing over and over in your head about how you would always be under someone’s watch. The doors to your closet opened with a loud creak. Your dainty fingers wrapped in a yellow blouse, yanking it out before you then grabbed a pair of jeans. Practically tearing your pajamas from your body, you struggled to move at a quick pace, clothing yourself in something much more appropriate before the return of Bane. And if you had time.. maybe you could get out the cracked window. It was only two stories high. Not too far of a jump. But the sudden sound of thudding boots in the hall made you freeze. Clad only in your underwear, blouse, and a pair of socks, you whimpered out in sudden anxiousness. The attempt to pull on your trousers while also watching the door was poor. Bane was seconds away from stumbling into the room to check on you and you.. well your jeans were only halfway on.

“Alright,” He spoke before he was even in the room. “I’m sorry about that, they’re both absolute idiots.” He continued to talk, his rough voice carrying down the length of the hall. “But you,” He turned the corner, just as you fastened the button on the front of your slacks. “are to tell me if they bother you again. I’ll ensure it doesn’t happen again.” It wasn’t going to anyway. Neither of them would even think about doing vile things to you after what he’d said to them. His tongue pushed against his cheek, hidden by the plastic mask on his face. “But, unfortunately for you,” He inhaled deeply, blue eyes locking on to your own as he stood in the doorway. “We are going to be here for at least a few more days.”

Your body ran hot. Skin on fire. Mouth run dry. The shiver that raced along your spine made you feel weak. No arguing, no complaining, no disagreeing. He wasn’t asking. He was telling. And all you could do was nod. You didn’t have a choice.

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[missytearex]

Since it’s @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed‘s birthday today, I thought I would encourage everyone to go check out her fics as a little birthday gift! She’s one of my absolute favourite authors and well deserving of some love, so if you have the chance, go wish her a happy birthday and check out her work! Happy birthday, Mia!

These are all the fics she has written and posted in the last year:

🎁 there’s no fair in farewell 

larry | 218k | explicit — (This one is a true masterpiece! Well worth the read!)

When Harry and Louis, two Cupids who have been bringing people together for decades, are tasked with making Soulmates Liam and Zayn fall in love, it proves to be much harder than expected. But maybe, just maybe, that isn’t such a bad thing after all.

🎁 some things fade (some never do) 

larry | 25k | teen and up | written for @hlsummerexchange2019

Matching tattoos. He’d never thought he’d be the type for tattoos to begin with, let alone matching or magical ones, but once Harry had put the idea in his mind it had never quite managed to disappear. And it had made sense. With their relationship a long distance one, this was simply another way of feeling close to one another. Of knowing where the other was, how they felt. It had made so much sense.

Back then.

*

Three years after their break up, Harry calls.

🎁 Under the Moonlight 

larry | 15k | teen and up | written for @hlsummerexchange2019

Harry and Louis have been friends online for years. They’ve never met despite living only a few hours from one another. One fateful summer a silly little lie, a family vacation and an accidental meet up lead to a week of fake dating on Mallorca. All in all, a holiday Louis won’t easily forget.

🎁 In a sky full of stars, be my Northern lights

larry | 13k | teen and up | written for @larryabroad

It’s one of those nights there’s nothing on the telly that Louis absently scrolls through Tinder. After swiping left on a bunch of profiles he comes face to face with a picture that stops him in his tracks. The picture is..almost sweet. It’s a boy with brown curly hair, wearing a very low cut yellow blouse, paired with a black jacket. He’s got a smile on his face and his tongue sticking out, but it’s not in any way lewd or suggestive. He just looks like he’s having a good time, and something about the innocence of it has him swiping right rather than left.

He’s barely checked the other pictures on the boy’s profile before Tinder confirms that he’s got a match. The shots are so different from the pictures Louis is used to on Tinder - half naked boys who are smoldering at the camera - that he can’t help but smile.

It quickly turns into a frown when he opens up the message he’s just received.

Harry: Hello! Harry: Thank you for swiping right Harry: I have a proposition for you

🎁 There’s really nothing better (than a beautiful boy in an ugly Christmas sweater)

larry | 9k | teen and up | written for @larryholidayfest

In the weeks leading up to Christmas, Louis takes on a few more shifts at his part time job to be able to buy Christmas presents for his family and friends. In comes Harry, who might be everything Louis had never asked for. Featuring ugly Christmas Sweaters, too many Christmas songs, and not enough snow.

🎁 (I pray to God I didn’t waste) all my good years

ziam | 6k | general audiences | written for @smutfree1dfest

Liam goes to sleep in a world where Zayn has just left One Direction. He wakes up somewhere quite different.

🎁 eyes up on the prize

ziam | 3k | teen and up

There’s this bar. It’s large and crowded and dark, music loud enough that the bass reverberates through the bodies on the dance floor, loud enough that it’s hard to make conversation.

There’s this boy. Who moves through the crowd with ease, who always seems to wear a smile and who Zayn feels drawn to even when he’s never exchanged words with him. He’s wanted to, once or twice, but by the time he’d worked up the courage (or found it at the bottom of a few shot glasses) he’d never been able to find him in the swarm of people dancing.

There’s this bar and there’s this boy and there’s Zayn, on the sidelines, sipping from a beer and wondering if tonight’s the night he’ll finally gather the courage to speak to him before he loses sight of him.

🎁 We’re not who we used to be

larry | 2k | teen and up

It’s been two months. Harry has been trying to move on. And then Louis calls.

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[lululawrence]

Hey babe! Since u reblogged the fic "woke up feeling knotty" im on a a/b/o kick. Do you have any abo fic recs?

bless! the best kinds of kicks! and didn’t @jaerie do an amazing job with that one? gosh!!! 

so i’m gonna start with being shameless and promoting the two a/b/o i’ve published so far and hope you don’t mind lollll both are short and incredibly soft and yeah hahaha

love so soft is friends to lovers accidental bonding and…yeah. hehehehe

no chance at all is a comedy of errors lolll kind of enemies to lovers? but with a twist? yeah. lollll it’s one i had a lot of fun with so if you read it i hope you like it.

okay, so here are some of my fav a/b/o fics in my bookmarks. please note, for a more thorough rec for these you should ask @londonfoginacup! she’s seriously read everything out there in the tag i think. lol okay! here we go! (this got much longer than i intended, so please forgive the cut)

put some records on by @iamasphodelknox - this sucker is so much fluff and christmassy goodness and it was like a warm hug! i loved reading it so much!

make it work by fanshae - this was just…hurt/comfort and i can’t really say more than that because i adore that lolllll it was such an interesting story and kinda sad but also lovely. such fun!

this thing upon me (howls like a beast) by sadaveniren - this was such a fascinating idea! i loved it! and it had very much the feel of pining and hoping and being unsure if the feelings are mutual or not and i just enjoyed it very much a lot.

do you like my sweater? by @icanhazzalou - take sadie hawkins dance by relient k and make it a super fluffy, cute, awkward kind of larry a/b/o au and it’s just…perfection. you won’t regret reading it, i promise.

cancel your reservations, no more hesitations by @silverfoxlouis - I LOVE THIS FIC because it takes usual a/b/o dynamics and turns them on their head a bit, similar to a/b dynamic in “woke up feeling knotty” by making this a/a and it’s AWESOME. it’s also the first in what will be a series so yeah. meep!

love is like this; not a heartbeat, but a moan by @angelichl - OKAY LISTEN this is like friends to enemies to lovers kinda? with spending a heat together? and it’s just like…yeah. read it. lol

pray for some sweet simplicity by @emperorstyles - LIstEn!!! 250k of PINING AND WORLD BUILDING AND SECRET OMEGA AND SECRET RELATIONSHIP AND A;LGKSHA;LSKFJDA;SKLBHA;SLKFDJA YOU WILL NOT REGRET READING THIS FIC!!!!! i mean. this is the one fic i broke my self imposed word count reading limit for last year while i was busy writing 40 fics so you know it is worth your time.

no one else will do by @dimpled-halo and @a-writerwrites - THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME BY MY DARLINGS! so if you haven’t read it yet, do yourself a favor and do it cause yeah. it’s like a dream fic really haha AND if you look closely it says FIC ONE. THAT’S RIGHT THERE’S GONNA BE MORE FAM!

where the lights are beautiful by twoshipsdrifting - GOSH okay this fic is pain. PAIN I’M TELLING YOU. but it is BEAUTIFUL. just…please be careful and take care of yourself because PAIN did i mention??? lol it’s so great though. accidental bonding between…not friends. which is what causes the PAIN. but please read it if you think you can handle that.

instincts by starfar - OKAY LISTEN. starfar was one of my very first people i put on notification on ao3 because imo they write some of the very best abo fics ever. they have i believe two wips out there that i’m anxiously awaiting their completion and they are just…so good. so this isn’t a wip, this one is completed, but you wouldn’t go amiss reading their wips either. they are still updating them, even if those updates are somewhat sporadic.

a body wishes to be held & held by turnyourankle​ - i just…YES. read it. this one was bookmarked and has a heart so i dunno if that means i thought it was hot or soft and lovely or just what i needed in that moment, but yes. lolllll

as deep as the sky by swallowsmateforlife - uhmmmmm this is SO GOOD because it also shows us the social norms in this particular version of a/b/o verse and shows us a gentle alpha and strong omega and yeah. it’s just so so good.

like candy in my veins by @littlelouishiccups - iiiiii may have accidentally gotten friends addicted to a/b/o because of this fic. hah! whoops? but for real it is fake relationship kind of enemies to friends to lovers and christmas and a;gkha;flkdjasfl;kajsf IT’S SO DAMN GOOD.

cameras flashing by @juliusschmidt - yeah uhm. this was written for me based off a random prompt i gave for an exchange. CAN YOU BELIEVE? it’s just. this is also a fic that i have found people read a/b/o for the first time and then got addicted and like, alex is amazing so just, you can’t go wrong? yeah. just read it.

king and lionheart by @aliensingucci - i just adore this fic. it was one of the few i could find when i was still learning how to navigate ao3 and therefore is one i read before i even had my own ao3 so it’s older, but i just love the dynamics that are built in here. and like…yeah. i just really really like it hehe

i don’t wanna be your friend, i want to kiss your neck by crybaby - if i remember correctly, this fic was also one of the first i ever read that i thought i had lost but someone magical, probably emmu or tin, let’s be real, found it again for me and gahhhhh i LOVE fics where harry is the kinda ignored younger brother while gemma and louis are best friends and just omega harry and alpha louis and ;ashklfjdaslfk looooove

harry you little shit series by @juliusschmidt - this won’t ever be finished, is what i think alex said, but it is amazing and you should give it a read. i love how she really delves into the emotional ramifications of everything addressed here as well as the worldbuilding and their relationship and yeah. can’t go wrong with this either, though (as usual haha) she leaves you wanting more.

i just saw one of my bookmarks from forever ago was deleted here, so now i mourn. WAHHHHHHHHHH. okay, moving on.

so i’m actually gonna stop myself here, because the rest of my bookmarks are either abandoned a/b/o i fell in love with before i got burned and stopped reading wips or are slowly updated. i also have a huge amount of a/b/o in my to read pile though, so yeah. there’s just SO MANY and we need SO MANY MORE which is why i am SO EXCITED for the a/b/o exchange coming up wheeeeeee!!! anyway, i hope this helps and gives you some you’ve not read yet! happy reading!!!

[larryspecificrecs]

2016.12

Statistics of complete fics posted on AO3 this month

* All daily fic recs of Dec. 2016 (60+ fics in total ➜ see database) * Statistics of previous months (The statistics are not including fics from on-going fic exchanges.)

Top 10 longest AU fics : 

1. A Love Like War by @downgoesanotherhero [E, 173.8k]

the one in which Louis Tomlinson is a cliched rock star: he’s got everything except for love. But then he meets Harry Styles; the man that, against all odds, saves him in every way a person can be saved, even when Louis didn’t know he needed saving in the first place.

2. Even The Stars Fall For You by Larry_Darling0124 [M, 152.4k]

Louis W. Tomlinson is the 23 year old son of a multi-billionaire, Simon Cowell, and working at his father’s company. Harry Styles is an 18 year old who just graduated high school and is taking a year off before going to college. […] Louis is entranced by Harry and Harry is taken aback that the gorgeous Louis is interested in him. Harry has no idea what he’s getting himself into though. In a world of money, contracts, and jealousy… can a relationship ever really work? Or was it doomed from the start?

3. Luscious blood by Deidei [M, 116.8k]

Louis Tomlinson, a human, has been living in poor living conditions together with his mother since he was born. Ever since he can remember he has loathed the stronger, faster, more developed kind that rule this world; Vampires. But will his opinion change after he meets his soul mate that is an arrogant, royal vampire named Harry Styles…

4. Boy Falls From the Sky by @fookinloosah [?, 110.3k]

Superheroes. America is full of them — complete with masks, nauseating pseudonyms, and neon spandex suits. There’s none of that nonsense in Britain, thank you very much…until Harry Styles’ X Factor audition takes an unexpected turn, and Britain’s first hero is born. Also featuring Louis as a man of many masks, Zayn the rebel comic artist, Liam as Britain’s counter-attack to Justin Bieber, and Niall the trusty guitarist.

5. Here In The Afterglow by @fondleeds [?, 88.6k]

1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

6. Adore You by @isthatyoularry [M, 66.9k]

Against his wishes, Harry spends the holidays at his family’s summer estate, and is reluctantly pulled into a courtship he didn’t ask for. Harry doesn’t want to get married, but Louis does. They don’t fit, but then again they really, really do. Vaguely set in the 1920’s. Headpieces, jazz, fashionable canes, and flapper dresses, and that.

7. Yet in Thy Dark Streets Shineth by @juliusschmidt [M, 57.7k]

Louis’ life has become the very thing he’s always dreaded: routine. His job is steady, his bills are paid, his friends are preoccupied, his siblings are mostly old enough not to need him, and his mom keeps pestering him about attending church. Apparently, the new minister pulls rainbows and unicorns out of his robes. Advent arrives three months into Harry’s first call as associate pastor at St. Andrews. Life is… not perfect. He’s still figuring out how do his job and the holidays bring a whole bundle of extra stress. On top of which, he has no friends or family nearby with whom he can decompress. Louis Tomlinson shows up to worship in the nick of time.

8. All You Get is Sound by kiddle [?, 50.9k]

A month ago, Harry kissed his best friend. He didn’t think it through at the time. His girlfriend just cheated on him, he was drunk and vulnerable, and Louis was telling him everything he needed to hear. Now he can’t stop thinking about how much he wants it to happen again. Louis is not in love with his best friend. There’s no way it could ever work out, he tells himself over and over. Besides, Harry probably doesn’t even remember the kiss happened. It shouldn’t have happened. He can’t lose Harry because of it. […]

9. Wasn’t expecting that by @exquisitetrouble [T, 49.7k]

There were two ways of dealing with ignorant, homophobic parents. First one involved talking, explaining and tons of patience, and well no one ever accused Louis of being patient. That’s probably why he always chose the second road: instead of reasoning- piss them the fuck off. The only thing he needed was over the top, flamboyant fake boyfriend to make that happened. And while Harry may not be exactly what he was looking for in a fake boyfriend, he is everything he ever wanted in a real one.

10. You’ll Be My American Boy by @headscarvesandtattoos [M, 44.6k]

the one where Harry’s an American studying abroad in London and Louis ends up showing Harry more than just London

Most prolific authors: (with 2 works or more)

benzos // @churchrat

fondleeds // @fondleeds

FullOnLarrie // @fullonlarrie

kiddle

larrymylove // @wellingtontat

rainbowsandlove // @rainbowsandlovehl

Rearviewdreamer // @all-these-larrythings

Fic Exchanges updated:

HL Christmas and New Year Fanfiction || @hlchristmasfanfictionexchange || posting We Wish You a Larry Christmas Fic Exchange || @larrychristmasexchange || posting H/L Exchange 2016 || @hlexchange2016 || posting Aro Ace Direction Autumn Exhange || @aroaceautumnexchange​ || posting girl!direction exchange 2016 || @girldirectionexchange-blog || posting