#YEAHHHH GET HIM FRAN!!!!!!

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" Hm ... " Eyes say it all without words and Fran is certainly displaying her disapproval . If she's turned up out of Sunday service then it certainly isn't for anything good . / Censordoll !

he'd shuttled everyone out the door as usual, absentmindedly mumbling ' praise the lord 's and ' hallelujah 's. he hadn't noticed a certain special guest until he turned to make his way back to the office, almost jumping out of his skin with a startled shriek. palms rub together nervously, eyes darting from side to side.

" FRAN !! what, uh, what brings you here this morning ? and might i say you look lovely today, did you do something new with your hair ? "

a poor attempt at steeling himself for whatever blow she has in store for him, though they both well know the compliment was wasted breath.

[honeylarrie]

2017 favourites: long

under the cut are my favourite 10k+ larry fics of 2017!! warning: most will leave you emo but very happy

Atlas At Last by @louisandthealien

Words: 83,037 Chapters: 10/10

He doesn’t know what he had been expecting out of the road trip itself besides burping contests and too much shitty gas station food with Oli and Stan, but in the brief moment before Harry ambles up his driveway, Louis idly wonders if this is about to become some sort of Gay Coming of Age story.

Maine to California in ten days. In which Zayn’s an open-shirt hippie they meet somewhere in Ohio, Liam’s the pastor’s son running away from home, and Niall’s the number they call on the bathroom wall.

It’s 1978. Harry and Louis are just trying to get to San Fran in time for the Queen concert.

note: wow i can’t believe… this is the third larry fic i ever read?? it’s so goddamn cute and retro and just… ot5 on drugs, a fave

Chasing Empty Spaces by @domestic-harry

Words: 79,027 Chapters: 10/10

The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson.

note: storytime: me, at 3am, watching the teen choice awards while reading this, sobbing like a fucking baby, texting my friends who are reading it with me, going to bed with tears still pouring down my cheeks. the angst will leave you emo!!! the ending will leave you in love with larry!!!

cupid's defence by rhuubarb / harbb

Words: 16,879 Chapters: 14/14

In which Harry is Cupid, Louis and Liam own a law firm, and they're all getting sued.

note: ok ok ok of course this had to be here. comedic gold, fluff makes you cry, ot4 getting into crazy fucking situations… this fic has become so iconic that if you haven’t read it you are really really really REALLY missing out.

Tell Me Now, Tell Me Now by @vanillabeanniall

Words: 54,662 Chapters: 3/3

“Ladybug!” Liam Payne was standing there with his phone out. Harry couldn’t help but smile at his best friend. Not that Liam knew it was him; to Liam, this was Ladybug, hero of Paris and untouchable icon. “I have a question that I think all the viewers here on the Ladyblog want to know: are you and Chat Noir dating?”

Harry blinked. “No,” he said quickly, “we’re just- friends. We’re partners! Teammates!”

“Of course, I should’ve known,” Liam responded, grinning behind the screen. “Ladybug’s heart belongs to Paris!”

Not exactly true. But Harry was the only one who knew just who owned Ladybug’s heart: Louis Tomlinson.

In which Harry is Ladybug, Louis is Chat Noir, together they’re the hailed ‘Heroes of Paris,’ and each is in love with the other’s alter-ego.

note: yeahhhh yeahh it’s a cartoon au but honestly this Mcfucks Me Up Every Time

Homegrown by casuallyhl

Words: 51,407 Chapters: 3/3

“It wasn’t an easy decision, if I’m honest,” Harry admits, shoulders sagging in on himself. “Moving is really difficult. My whole life was in Manchester. But Manchester didn’t want me. Leeds did.”

“Well, Leeds is happy to have you,” Louis says, giving Harry a kind smile.

Harry brightens a bit at that, undeniably pleased. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Louis replies, expression soft and lips curved.

Or, a gardening AU where Harry is new to town and the newest volunteer at the local gardening club, Louis is the attractive grandson of one of the members, and the nosy volunteers hatch a plan to get them together.

note: Very Cute ! Harry is a BEAN :)

I'll Always Have One More Try by annewithane

Words: 34,165 Chapters: 3/3

“Well I should get to my next class…” Louis looks around at everyone else doing the same.

So Harry decides to bite the bullet. “Yeah, um, but yeah, I was just wondering if you have any interest in going out on friday?”

Besides the tiny flinch of his eyebrows he doesn’t look that fazed by the question. “None, actually,” he says, adding a small smirk before walking away.

Which is… valid.

note: inspired by the iconic film 10 things i hate about you, everything about this fic is PRETTY and LOVELY and slightly angsty but its just… so… good

Walk That Mile by purpledaisy

Words: 141,741 Chapters: 9/9

Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. “I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully.” His voice is low and steady and somehow that’s worse than when he was yelling. “So far, you’ve put your sticky fingers on everything I’ve tried to do.”

“Sticky fingers?” Louis repeats, offended. “Are you saying it’s my fault you got stung by a bee? Had you been alone you would have gotten halfway to the Dotty Diner and ran the car off the road because of an allergic reaction, so don’t go blaming me.”

“Polk-A-Dot Drive In,” Harry spits before getting out of the car. He slams the door shut with a deafening reverb and Louis rolls his eyes.

note: smuttiest fic i’ve ever read but honestly ?? it’s sum good shit

Hands Clasped Tight by @afirethatcannotdie

Words: 44,302 Chapters: 1/1

“What am I looking at here?” Harry asks.

“This, my friends, is a ‘proof’ Instagram account, run by your students,” Liam announces.

“It’s got all this stuff about how the two of you are together,” Niall adds.

“I heard about that,” says one of the math teachers. “Confiscated a kid’s phone today when they were looking at it. I have to say, the evidence that you’re dating is pretty damning.”

“Really,” Louis says dryly. “Do you think being married for three years might have something to do with it?”

Or the one where Harry and Louis are high school teachers and their students have been playing matchmaker for over a year. Little do they know, Harry and Louis are already married.

note: only adult and already married!larry but it makes me so very happy and the way they work their relationship and care for each other makes me too emo bitch!

no homo by @larrysgemini

"you don't have a place to stay, do you?" -- louis picks up harry, a hitchhiker, and they end up living together and falling in love. no homo, though.

feat. artist harry, sassy louis, church boy niall, drag queen liam, drug dealer zayn, and prostitute danielle.

slow burn. lots of fluff, no smut. very domestic.

note: this might be some self promo but this is the thing i’m most proud of in the whole wide world.

[2ptalia-imagines]

May I request some yandere nsfw with 2pFrance after the last reactions you wrote pliz? Unless you don't wanna, Of course!

(Aww yeahhhh)

Feeling his hands clamped on your wrists hurt them to the bone, dragging you through his front door and up the stairs. Kicking the door open, he lifted you up and forced your body down on the bed. Crawling ontop of you, he held down your wrists, mounting them so you wouldn’t move. He stared into your eyes with a harsh gaze.

“…Fran..,” you squeaked, fear building up in your chest. You opened your mouth to speak only to let out a heaitant moan. His lips attached to your neck, biting and sucking on it.

Gripping your wrists tighter, he went up to your ear, whispering in it. “Tu pensais pouvoir me quitter?” A slight snarl emanated through with his words, making you cower.

Feeling his hands leave your wrists, you tried getting out from beneath him, only for him to throw you back down. His hands grasped your shirt, ripping it off your body. You yelped a no, trying once again to escape. Again, it was proven futile. You tried letting out a scream until it was stopped by Francois putting his hand tightly over your mouth.

“Tais-toi. You brought this upon yourself,” he said as his other hand went down to your pants. Forcing the cloth off, he ripped off your panties in the process. You let out a scream, writhing around to get away from him.

Unzipping his pants and pulling them down, he snarled and pulled you back by the ankles to the edge of the bed. With a snap of his hips, he was sheathed inside you. Tears piqued your eyes and a muffled scream escaped your throat at the pain of the burning painful sensation. Without hesitation, he thrust out and in as roughly as he could, not helping the pain.

“Tu es avec moi pour toujours. N'oublie jamais cela,” he groaned. Grabbing your ankles he lifted your legs over his shoulders, pounding into your core. “You’re mine.”

You tried pleading with him, lifting your hand up to remove his from your mouth. You wanted him to stop. It hurt so much. Why was he doing this? He always said he cared about you. That you were the first he ever truly loved. But…did he?