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Legally Married, Morally Confused II Kiwiwatermelongrapejuice II E II 51k

Louis Tomlinson is just a bartender. A chaotic little shit of a bartender, sure, but still—a normal, very straight man just trying to flirt with models and get free drinks out of it.

Until he accidentally Snapchats a murder. With a leprechaun filter. To his public story.

Now he’s the FBI’s biggest headache and only eyewitness in a high-profile assassination. Which is why he ends up in Witness Protection—with a fake husband.

Enter: Harry Styles. FBI adjacent. Professional. Mysterious. Also alarmingly good at pretending to be married.

For safety, they must convincingly pose as newlyweds. Hold hands. Sit close. Share a bed. You know. Normal married stuff.

It’s all fake. Totally fake. Absolutely, definitely fake.

...Until it starts to feel like it’s not.

Now they’re stuck in suburbia with nosy neighbors, flirty baristas, Niall texting from FBI HQ, and a growing number of feelings no one wants to name.

There are rules. They just keep breaking them.

Or: The one where Louis goes into Witness Protection and ends up in a fake marriage with a very real problem: he might be catching feelings for his FBI-assigned husband. Read on AO3 here

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RIP Val Kilmer 💔

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Happy birthday trans friends!

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you're so golden

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happy bday, my sun.

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Happy bday H 💚

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all the sins you didn’t have

by brooklyn_babylon (E, 99K)

It’s 1880, and premier danseur Harry Styles is running out of time. At twenty-five, he’s fast becoming too old for the lecherous benefactors who frequent The Paris Opera Ballet’s infamous backstage, and the only way to ensure he isn’t left penniless or rotting away in a brothel is to secure a permanent patron.

Enter Lord Louis Tomlinson: wealthy, young, handsome. And, unfortunately, a notorious rake. Harry strikes him and his gigantic ego off the list immediately… At least until they realize they have a common set of enemies and a common goal: revenge.

Though their ruse starts smoothly enough, the decadent freedom of Belle Époque Paris gives way to the rigid social rules of aristocratic Victorian London. Can a relationship that started as a calculated deception withstand the harsh realities of societal expectations and family duty to become a love more honest and profound than either has ever known?

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harry styles ft queer shirts

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Harry during Love On Tour rehearsals.

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[LIRRY HARMONIES INTENSIFY] ✊👊 (Sheffield 31.10.15)

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I know everyone is busy screaming about history, but I would like to casually remind everyone of the gift that no one has talked about enough. this is magical and amazing and none of you have appreciated it enough so HERE now you can watch/listen on repeat like me

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To the community that I've been a part of for a decade ♡

These are some excerpts from a couple of pieces I wrote for someone I lost

I don't know where to start

Always writing in the dark

Haven't written a poem in years

Blurred vision from all these tears

It's been one week since I found out you were gone

Almost two since you traveled on

You were in my dream last night

You were good

Still here

Woke up realized the worst fear

Our hearts are broken

Taken too soon

Grief crashes like waves

Anger from this tragedy

We are all tested in this life

Faith challenged constantly

It was a gift to know you

It was an honor to call you a friend and Brother

I know you're watching over

I won't say goodbye

Take a breath

Exhale up to the sky

☆

I thought I would write you this text real quick

Pretend to hit send

I want to go back to the future and find your heart to fix

Press rewind and find our best friend

Fast forward through the sadness

Raise the volume on the laughter from the happiness

Tell you the whole story from beginning to end

Tell me one day this will all make sense

Why I still can't refer to you in the past tense

This void never waivers

You taught me to let go of anger

Remember when is important

This life changed afterglow

There are just a few more things I need you to know

We reminisce when our time was just for fun

Those moments flash

Project onto life's reel so fast

Still can hear your laugh

But now it's through the cosmos

Jealous of the man on the moon

Now he gets to share all the jokes with you

The stars hold the truth

Your humor and wit

They keep the moon lit

Will never be eclipsed

Now you know the secrets of the sun

Your story had just begun

Your work here was yet to be done

Your energy compiled of the wind and sunsets

Thinking of you has become a reflex

We fight to laugh and love

You're the warmth sent from above

Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.

We miss you

We remember you

We honor you

We celebrate you

We love you

Always.

In our hearts forever

One love

Jess

rhyme.time.child

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