#i love how patient louis was with h in this

[alarrytale]

can't even think straight

by @shimmeringevil (tumblr) / shimmeringevil (twitter/X) / shimmeringevil (Ao3)

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 34k

Summary

His eyes are blue. Sharp cheekbones, long eyelashes and a doll-like face, pretty features contrastingly set in such arrogant disdain. Harry can’t stop staring at him.

“Straight,” he blurts out when his eyes drop to the man’s mouth. “I’m straight.”

“Thank you for sharing,” the waiter says dryly. The captivating movements of his lips form an even more captivating voice. “Y’alright if I grab your wallet for you, or is there anything else you’d like to get off your chest?”

“No, um—no. Sorry. I mean, thank you. Thank you and sorry.”

OR — Harry is definitely straight, even if no one seems to believe him when he tells them. Things change when he meets a pretty stranger who patiently waits for him to figure it all out.

[blouisparadise]

Here are some amazing bottom Louis fics that were posted or completed during the month of October. We hope you enjoy this list. Happy reading!

1) You Know I Need Your Love | Explicit | 1,016 words

Harry studied him, eyes lingering on the spit dripping from his tongue in a long, cobweb-like string and pooling on Louis’s naked thighs. Louis waited patiently, fighting the urge to fidget or lunge forward, hoping to be good enough to be allowed an orgasm that night.

2) All Eyes On Me | Explicit | 1,019 words

Louis gets fucked by a fucking machine in a room full of people, and he loves every second of it.

3) I Never Come Close | Explicit | 1,032 words

Louis has the day from hell, Harry knows how to make him forget it.

4) Baby, I'm Yours | Explict | 1,076 words

Louis' obsessed with marking Harry.

5) I'm Too Tired To Be Tough | Explicit | 1,250 words

Louis looks after everyone else all the time. Harry decided to look after him for a change.

6) Sleeping To Dream Of You | Explicit | 1,625 words

Louis has plans for some late night activities, and Harry is never one to deny. Written for day 2 of kinktober, prompt: somnophilia.

7) A Morning In The Frathouse | Explicit | 2,418 words

The one where Louis decided to surprise Harry with a wake-up blowie.

8) Babyboy | Mature | 2,581 words

Note: The main pairing is Louis/Liam Payne.  This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Liam is Louis' daddy.

9) I Wanted You To Share My Life | Explicit | 2,676 words

“Why the fuck would you kiss that guy right in front of me Louis?” “It’s not like you’re my fucking boyfriend, are you?” Louis rolled his eyes.

10) Let's Get Physical | Explicit | 2,995 words

The one where they use a fitness ball inappropriately.

11) Masks And Sweat | Explicit | 3,082 words

Louis goes to a halloween party without many expectations and ends up meeting Harry, the bass player of one of the bands that performed at the party.

12) Love's A State Of Mind | Teen & Up | 3,041 words

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

“Your omega?” Louis asked softly, trying his best to keep his voice steady. “Hmmm.” Harry smushed his face in Louis’ shirt, his hand moving up to mess with one of the buttons. “He’s great, my omega. He’s kind and passionate and funny, even when he makes jokes about me.” “He- He sounds great, button.” “He is. You are.” What?!

13) Fight Or Flight | Explicit | 3,156 words

Harry and Louis are enemies who play on the same footie team and an argument turns into a physical fight and that into something no one expected, least of all Louis.

14) Hold Me And Explore Me | Explicit | 3,573 words

Louis and Harry are roomies and Louis really needs Harry to kiss and touch him.

15) I Never Knew Somebody Like You | Explicit | 4,148 words

Louise and Harriet are teammates on the ice skating team but they hate each other.

16) I Want Yesterdays Love | Mature | 4,789 words

Note: the main pairing is Louis/Dev Patel.

“We’re going on holiday before the term starts again,” Oli announces in their kitchen the day after the art opening. Louis looks up from his cereal bowl. “Who is we?” “I’ve rented us a cottage near the beach. Me, you, Calvin, Rick, and Dev.” Louis makes a noncommittal noise but can’t deny his heartbeat racing at the mention of Dev.

17) Medicine | Mature | 4,824 words

Louis attends his favorite artist Harry Styles concert in London. Louis has always had fantasies of what would happen if he ever went to one of Harry's shows, and that's what they've always been. Fantasies. But perhaps a fantasy in particular might come true this night.

18) Trick-Or-Treat: Love Is Sweet | Not Rated | 5,053 words

Grumpy Harry & Sunshine Louis go to a Halloween party dressed as Judy Hobbs & Nick Wilde.

19) Metamorphosys | General Audiences | 5,062 words

Childhood best friends where H went to prison protecting L some years ago. He was recently released and has nowhere to go, so he shows up on Louis' doorstep. But the sweet kid he used to be has completely changed due to his imprisonment.

20) Dripping Down Your Body Like Gold |Explicit | 6,657 words

Omega!Louis is a phone sex operator by night and Alpha!Harry (one of his friends) calls him by chance.

21) Cherries And Honey | Mature| 7,556 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is surprised that he doesn't have any cravings while pregnant and that he doesn't feel overly emotional, but he just doesn't notice. Harry does though. Featuring an emotional, demanding, and happy pregnant Louis who unconsciously sends Harry to make or get his current cravings.

22) Another Load | Explicit | 7,857 words

Louis and Harry are engaged and in a dom/sub relationship for the past two years. Together 4. They recently upgraded their washer and dryer. Today the new washer malfunctioned or Lou put one too many items in the wash and an error appeared. Louis was half laying on top of the washer looking down as music fills their house. Harry ran to the store. When Harry returned finding Louis bent over the washer looking obscene by pretty much doing nothing. he knew he needed to do something about it. 

23) Do You Want To Know A Secret? | Explicit | 8,029 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry and Louis aren’t hiding their relationship, but everyone always thinks they’re joking when they act it/mention it. Hilarity ensues when they try to tell everyone that they really are together with various things happening that keep people from believing them.

24) Soft Hands Organics - Adore Sensitive Skin | Explicit | 8,243 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The Ass Worship fic.

25) A Bite Of Love | Explicit | 8,546 words

It was something that had been on his mind more often than not but this Halloween Louis, a clumsy little witch, would get his vampire boyfriend, Harry, to bite him.

26) Haunted By You (And Only By You) | Mature | 8,597 words

Louise works with Harry's advertising company, attends the company's halloween party and things happen that she never imagined. After that party, there's a small change in her life and she is delighted and in love with it.

27) Anything At All (Worse Than Anyone) | Explicit | 9,083 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The one where they work together and they can't stand each other; Louis doesn't really know why, Harry likes to think he does. But when something unexpected happens at the restaurant, he's forced to admit that he has been wrong all this time— and that he's the only one who's been lying all along between the two of them.

28) It's Cold In Hell ᡣ𐭩 | Not Rated | 9,433 words

Asher was stranded in the middle of nowhere. A truck driver saved his life and the angel with him take it away.

29) Lost In Psychic Dire Straits | Explicit | 10,894 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Through the one way glass, Harry watches as the suspect fidgets, drumming his fingers on top of the table briefly before picking at the skin on his left thumb. A nervous habit, one that makes him prone to shedding DNA all over the place. With any luck forensics will come back with a strong match. “His lawyer or a lawyer?” Harry clarifies. “His lawyer,” Marianne tells him. “Seems like Mr. Tomlinson has spent the better part of the last decade running around trying to convince people he's a psychic. Got enough brains to have an attorney on speed dial, seems like.”

30) Roman Empire | Explicit | 11,111 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

One day Louis answers Liam's phone while he is in the shower. That's how he meets Harry, Liam's friend who moved to Italy just a while ago. And that's how Liam loses ownership of his phone.

31) I’m A Fire, And I’ll Keep Your Brittle Heart Warm | Not Rated | 12,200 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“You’re doing the best you can, Harry. I can see that. Dory can too,” he says softly, assuringly. Harry’s breath catches in his throat. He’s needed to hear those words, he hasn’t realized till now. Harry meets his gaze once again. In his eyes, he sees that there was something deep there, something genuine, full of understanding. “Thank you,” his voice thick with emotion, “I’m glad he has you now.” Louis brushes his thumb gently over the back of the alpha’s hand. The gesture is all soft and soothing and it made Harry’s heart flutter with so much want. “You could have me too,” Louis whispers as if it was a secret, as if it was not meant to be heard by anyone. But Harry hears it loud and clear.

32) Me And My Husband | Explicit | 19,061 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Where Harry met someone else, leaving behind everything he once built with Louis.

33) Your Handprints On My Hips | Explicit | 19,834 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

When Louis hired someone to paint the exterior of his house, he didn’t expect to be met with a familiar face. Will summer romance be relived or does fate have a way of pulling them apart?

34) You're Not Harry Styles (Or Are You?) | Explicit | 20,116 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Singer Louis Tomlinson finally meets his crush - ex-boybander Harry Styles - on a late night talk show after he recently released a hit single mentioning Harry. They hit it off and fall in love.

35) One, Two Or Three? | Explicit | 21,050 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

It starts with one Louis going on holiday. He spends his well deserved but not welcomed holiday in a resort. He feels a slight embarrassment for having sex with two guys within 48 hours so when he runs in to them, he invents his twin brother to keep things normal (at least in his eyes). Little did he know those men were almost sure he was all alone on this holiday. Both men like him equally and to be honest, he likes them two. Will they end up with just two or with three?

36) Help Me Make It Through The Night | Explicit | 22,828 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“Be a dear and get that for me,” Liz says. There’s a glint of something mischievous on her face but Louis ignores it, figuring her cold has slowed her down from worrying about answering the door. He heads to the door and opens it. On the other side is one of the most beautiful men Louis has ever seen. He’s a bit taller than Louis and he has broad shoulders. His legs seem to last for days and Louis can tell that he’s muscular, but with a feminine softness in his form. He has short curly hair and his eyes are the prettiest shade of green Louis has ever encountered before. There’s a smile on his face and dimples on his cheeks and Louis kind of wants to dig his finger in the left one. Just poke it a little. The smile on the man’s face dies when he sees Louis. The following silence is uncomfortable. “Louis Tomlinson,” the man says with distaste in his voice. Louis can’t comprehend why he sounds like that. He’s only just met the man… Oh, wait! No. He knows this man. Or he knew him when he was a boy. The man before him is Harry Styles, the boy he and his mates back in school used to bully relentlessly.

37) Don't Make Me Feel Special | Mature | 26,691 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Its only when Harry is chosen for the Triwizard tournament that Louis realizes that his feelings are returned. Make it abo please.

38) God I Love the English | Explicit | 38,572 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The one where Louis is a singer and Harry is an actor and they enjoy teasing their fans a little too much.

39) Yours To Reign | Explicit | 39,548 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The Princess Protection Program AU.

40) Easier Than Lying | Not Rated | 49,991 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“Harry, my dear friend, you don’t want to start a war with Louis Tomlinson, trust me,” Niall seemed serious now, shooting Harry a warning look. He simply rolled his eyes at Niall, “So, what? I’m just supposed to put up with Louis’ incessant need to make me miserable? I don’t think he plans to stop anytime soon.” Talking it out with Louis proved to be futile, so maybe he could give the brat a taste of his own medicine. There was no guarantee that it would work, but it couldn’t hurt to try.

41) Student of the Year | Not Rated | 52,868 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Life is unpredictable and so is the story between Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. Featuring fights, prank wars, sweetness, friendship, sex and a healthy dose of a heartbreaking competition.

42) I Am Br(ok)en | Explicit | 53,180 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry is a 28 year old Alpha who just got his heart broken by his long-term boyfriend. What happens when he meets Louis, a 30 year-old omega who is the spitting image of his ex? Sparks fly and hearts get on the line... Will Harry be able to understand his feelings before it's too late and he loses everything?

43) Sharp As Sugar, Sweet As Spice | Explicit | 60,270 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis loves his life. He’s got great friends, endless hookups, everyone loves him, and he’s a top student set to graduate with a medical degree. When he meets Harry by chance one day, he expects it to just be a sneaky blowjob with a hot dad—it ends up being anything but that, well, except for the DILF part, that’s most definitely the case.

44) Forget Me Not | Explicit | 99,608 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

After a life altering car crash steals the last five years of Louis Tomlinson's memory, he returns from the hospital to an unfamiliar life that leaves him feeling inconsequential. An accidental run in with single father, Harry Styles, and his adorable pup, Elliot, make Louis question his desires, his dreams, and his fears. Eventually, he's forced to read between the lines and wonder... Has his forgotten past been that far away all along? Or have the answers been just beyond his reach all this time?

45) If I Cannot Bend Heaven, I’ll Rise Hell | Explicit | 109,110 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

It blooms: In 1807, a boy falls for the wrong monster. It eats: In 1969, omegas began to disappear as rumors of the rising of a cannibalistic cult spread like wildfire. It grins: Now, one of the most powerful vampires of the West sits down for an interview to reveal all his sins. “Exodus 7:14-11:10, right before he sent the plagues, he said to Moses; ‘By this you will know that I am the Lord.’.” The vampire said with the ghost of a smile, small, almost intimate. “How can you annihilate something that you cannot touch, something you cannot see? How can you fight against a hungry God?"

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[belli5]

hii i was wondering if i could request an aj fanfic where the reader and aj are friends and the reader is to go on a date with a guy but aj gets jealous to the point he confesses to the reader? thank you in advance, i already love your work so far! youre doing amazing ! :)

Hidden feelings — Aj Shabeel

Pairing: Aj Shabeel xfem!reader

Summary: reader trying to distract her feelings from Aj, going on a date with a guy, Aj getting jealous and confessing to her.

Contains: friends to lovers, jealousy, idk what else, you lmk 😭

A/n: thank you so much, I really appreciate it 🤭 also i fw Aj’s this curly hair so much. Btw like I said, I’m gonna write other people requests but maybe not today because I’m not home. So please please be patient!

Masterlist

I’ve been talking to this guy named Louis, i met him on instagram atleast 2 weeks ago, it wasn’t Aj, but it was something.

The guy was tall, he had curly hair, he was nice, he was everything you could want in a guy. But did you actually want something? You weren’t sure.

But when he asked you on a date, there wasn’t a reason to not accept the offer. 1st he was a nice, good looking guy, 2nd you’d gladly get to know someone new, distracting yourself from Aj.

Aj didn’t pay attention to you at all in a flirt way or more than a friend way, but still you both were really close.

The date was tonight, you were kinda excited, Aj was over your house and you didn’t tell him you had a date, but you had to tell him one way or another.

“Uh Aj?” You spoke, he was sitting on your couch scrolling through his phone. He looked at you “im going on a date with someone.”

“What?” He said, putting his phone away, because where did this all come from so suddenly? You didn’t tell him about anything. “With who?”

“A guy?!” You said in ‘duh’ tone, “i met him on instagram like two weeks ago.”

“And you’re gonna go out with a guy who you’ve just met?”

You didn’t understand if you were being delusional that he’s jealous or he’s actually worried about you going out with a random guy, well he wasn’t just a random guy..

“Aj, it’s not a big deal,” you hold yourself back from rolling your eyes “you can stay here and wait for me to come back.”

He just shook his head “Y/n, you can’t go out with a random guy..”

“No, im going and that’s it. Can you please help me choose what to wear?” You refused to lose another chance with a guy, just because he worries.

“Fine.” He just said, not only you had the audacity to cancel you plans with Aj tonight hanging out by a date, but you also asked him to help you choose your outfit.

You both went upstairs to your room and opening your closet, Aj looked at it, you had a lot of clothes but one that he liked was from white fox ‘settle for you pink ivy’

“Oo i like that one, it’s so cute.” You smiled at him and went into bathroom to get changed, he would lie if he didn’t choose that dress because he wanted to see you in it on y’all’s date.

You stepped out of the bathroom with the dress, going over where your jewellery was and picked out necklace and bracelets and putting on makeup.

I got a notification, I looked at my phone and saw unknown number “I’m here.” It must’ve been Louis, he gave me his number but I didn’t even bother saving it.

“I’m sorry Aj I had to tell you last minute about this.” You said feeling guilty for real, also feeling guilty of just leaving him like that.

“It’s fine I guess, you look beautiful..” he said shyly, at that you blushed, you hugged him and said you won’t be long.

He took you to a nice restaurant, the date was going good, he was such a gentleman, but not even this could keep Aj off your mind.

In fact trying to replace him, made you even want him more for some reason. He just wasn’t Aj, little did Louis knew that you prayed for the time to go faster so the date would be over and you could go back to your house and see Aj.

He kept asking you all kind of questions, like “how long have you been single?”

“Uhm, I’ve been single for a quite a while now,” you told him, “what about you?” You tried to keep yourself interested so he wouldn’t think that you’re bored, not that you aren’t..

“I’ve been single for 6 months.”

“Are you sure you’re ready for me?”

You finally both finished the date and now he was driving you home, when he drove infront of you house gate, he kissed your cheek to what you just smiled.

“Thank you, Loui, I really enjoyed my time with you.” Lies.

Unlocking your door, you went into your kitchen seeing Aj sitting on a chair again scrolling through his phone, “Hey, I’m back.”

“Hm, how did your little date go?” He asked, why is he acting like this?

“It was good I guess,” you lied again, it was Aj, you could tell him the truth.. “he took me to an restaurant nearby and when he dropped me home, he kissed my chee-“

“HE DID WHAT?” Aj stood up, “why would you let him..?”

“Even th-” he tried to tell him that you didn’t want to, but he cut you off again.

“Y/n, im so sick of hearing about you going on these dates with those guys,” he says, he doesn’t even let me talk “How do you not know that I’ve had a crush on you for years. If you weren’t so obsessed going out with other people-“

“Why didn’t you tell me, you like me?” Does he actually like you or he just doesn’t want to see you with someone else?

“I wonder why..” he says back, “this could get real messed up, I didn’t mean to say that.” He says walking away, not wanting to ruin the friendship.

“Wait, I like you too.”

“How can you like me, if you went out on a date?” He asks confused.

“I don’t even like him, the whole date I was thinking about you, and it was boring. And if you would’ve listened to me I was trying to say that I didn’t want him to kiss me.” You said rolling your eyes.

“Actually? Uhm..” he asks avoiding eye contact, “do you wanna go on a date with me then? I can take you to a better place than that guy Lewis..”

“His name is Louis and I’m sure you can. Of course I want to.” You laughed. You both went to sit on the couch, you found a photo of Kenny and Aj to post on your story so maybe that way Louis would leave you alone.

You quickly went to your room to change into comfortable clothes, when you walked back down Aj said “somebody texted you ‘delete my number’”

You were confused, “who?”

“I don’t know, it’s unknown.” He said, as you took your phone from him and opened it, you saw a message before “im here” you straight up knew it was Louis

“Oh it’s Louis,” you texted him back ‘Ima be real with you, it was never saved so ion even know who this is’ Aj saw your message, “you don’t have his phone number saved?”

“No, I couldn’t bother saving it.”

[thedevilinmybrain]

Hi Jenn, please boost the fic "De amore ex tempore" by persephoneflowers

It's the debut of an amazing author, loved the fic and I think it deserves a lot of appreciation.

Louis is a painter and ends up traveling 5 centuries into the past where he meets Harry, a philosopher who suffers from not being able to express himself freely in his time.

H suffers from internalized homophobia, so it's hard for him to fully surrender to his desires to be dominated by a man but Louis is patient and knows how to take care of him.

Harry is louis' muse in his paintings, enemies to lovers, angst, pining, slow burn, 100k words and everything in this fic is just perfect. I loved it sm<3

Happy to share!

[twopoppies]

To the lastest Satellite analysis, I’m kinda confused with the conclusion of the song. While we are kind of aware that H’s Satellite story is based on L’s Habit, the conclusion saying that H has never reached the person ‘cause the person has never pulled him in and so he’s spinnin’ forever…that’s just depressing and so basically it’s a sad song ‘cause H really tried but never made it. And in L’s Lucky Again (altho I’m aware the meaning is layered) he sings “I’m a hard man to find but you figured it out and I love you for that” (my personally favourite part btw) which I take as a little reference to Satellite (altho he could also meant “you” as himself) - that H made it and they are both even more in love. I know we can’t take their songs literally but that conclusion just hit me ‘cause I take Satellite as a positive song when H’s saying that he’s always around and always checking no matter what and he won’t give up. What’s you opinion on this?

I don't get that conclusion from what they're saying. To me, they're talking about a moment in time, a time where Harry is trying to get closer to the person (Louis) and it's difficult, but he's trying to be patient. And that's how I take the song, as well. I don't think it's a complete story – beginning, middle, and end – it captures a specific period of time

in reference to this

[ughdoir]

꣑ৎ randy orton ! a heartbreaking injury filled with frustration leads to thigh riding

contains black female reader, seven hundred and fifty six words, lowercase intended, thigh riding, degradation, praise, pet names, light fluff, marriage, thousand eight randy orton, dirty talk, semi rough.minors don’t interact

douchebag randy orton more affectionally known as your husband. he’s nursing yet another shoulder injury sidelining his career for up to six months.

the match at one night stand against triple h being to much for the viper dislocating his shoulder and sensitive joints in the process. a testament to then eight years in the business with many more to come.

thankfully you’re home in st louis the road a distant memory and tumultuous compared to the quaint home you’ve perfected these past months.

his favorite meal medium rare steak with garlic mashed potatoes garnished with parsley fulfilling his appetite.

the plates and silverware sitting in sudsy water awaiting a wash while randy watched mankind fall from the sixteen foot steel cage.

one of his favorite matches compared to his own with the madman. insanity you thought the love for the business unmatched for the brutality, who could possibly survive that let alone continue the match was horrifying.

you had rules about wrestling while at home, no conversations, no training, and obviously no watching but you let him break all three.

rehab and happiness is all you afforded him these days. arguing and increasing his irritability wasn’t the fight you wanted not that you would win anyway.

he’s landing small kisses to your temple fingers sending shivers down your spine as he teases your curves.

nothing to the imagination in your red lace teddy complimenting your coffee skin.

your hair is braided secured by a ponytail as curly strands frame your face, doe eyes delighted with the sensation.

“I love you.” he’s sincere lifting your chin with a finger while pressing his lips against yours.

causally his tongue slips into your mouth surrendering to the dominance as mint invades your senses.

he’s different sweet as you would describe. maybe it’s the medication, but you’re not used to this behavior.

sure he can be romantic, patient at times but he’s not the same man. disrespect, and arrogance is all you know while of course being the greatest of all time in your regard.

your now placed in his lap a swift motion as the kiss takes your breath away. a grey tank showcasing his muscles , veins bulging underneath the tattoos you adore.

black compression shorts hanging from his waist. leg day never disappointing judging by his tan thighs. he smells so good sandalwood with the undertones of vanilla it’s alluring.

he pulls back from the kiss captivated by your appearance lipgloss smudged, nipples erect, and rocking your clothed clit against his thigh. shoulder brace moving as he rests his back against the leather couch smiling to himself.

“use your words tell me what you want.” he spoke the grinding on his thigh noticeable as his dick stirred aching for release he hasn’t felt in months.

the sling and recurring pain making sex uncomfortable to say the least. but tonight he’ll see how much you need.

“thigh” you moan the word simply not enough as his breath fans your neck sucking the delicate skin and biting down amused with the scream you produce. “I want to ride your thigh.” you try again this time earning a smack to the ass.

“good girl.” he comments ripping the soaked fabric of your thong if you could call it that.

you’re pleased with his strength while he’s attentive rock hard and letting your white acrylics smooth over his short raven hair.

he’s in control the smell of your sweet little pussy a few mere inches from his length.

the desperation in your eyes was erotic. you’re so cute whimpering and inadvertently spreading your legs your slick rubbing into his skin.

you’re gripping his shoulder careful not to touch the other. he deliberately flexes the muscle a new sensation forming as your clit throbs, so fucking swollen.

“randy please.” you beg not sure what exactly you’re asking for. he groans hand finding his way to wrap around your ponytail pulling your head back admiring your titties. a slight sheen glistening your moisturized skin.

“making such a mess you’re pathetic.” you know he doesn’t mean it. his words turning you on the more he chastises you, threatening your composure. he nods and soon your lips tremble a high pitched sob breaking the silence.

you’re cumming briefly squirting onto the precious leather while ruining his shorts.

he’s proud naturally swirling his fingers to collect the cream from your clit as you sigh.

randy’s grinning eagerly taking hold of your hand and pinning you against the wall ass firm against his dick “daddy’s turn.”

[marmixedwithabitofintellect]

The Story of You

Hi my friends! The new part is here! This are starting to get real, and baby will be here sooner that we think!! I hope you enjoy this new part, come and talk to me about what you think, it really makes me happy to have your feedback :) All the love, Mar 💜

Disclaimer: In no way do I wish to spread hate or negative opinions about any of the characters here depicted, this is just fiction and with the purpose of entertaining you guys

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Part 12: In Between

September 16, 2021: Week Twenty-Eight

New York, New York. 11:15: AM

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Randy called my name, it had been a week since I had left Harry and the band on tour, they were currently travelling from St. Louis to Philadelphia for the next show.

I smiled and followed her, she took my vitals and then I went into Betty’s office and waited for her, a few moments after Betty came in, “Well hello to my favorite patient!”, I smiled, “Hi Betty! How are you?”, “I am well darling”, after a hug we sat down on the chairs

“Now first things first: happy third trimester! Wohoo”, I laughed a little, “I can’t believe we are already here”, “Me neither darling; let me tell you that these thirteen weeks will fly; now. For the second order of business, let’s see this baby “

We moved to the little stretcher she had on the room, she measured my belly and then felt it to see where baby was located, “Oh! I can see little one decided to grace us with his or her presence huh?”, “Yes, they did, they are especially responsive to dad’s music”

“Aww that’s very sweet, how is he?”, my heart dropped a little, “He’s okay, he will be coming here in three weeks’ time”, “Oh that’s perfect, still set on a homebirth?”, I nodded, “Okay so we will discuss what we need to have ready for the birth”

After she finished, she went and turned off the lights and turned on the ultrasound machine, “Okay let’s see this baba”, she turned the screen and as soon as she placed the probe to my belly I could see their profile

“It never gets old”, she laughed, “No it doesn’t, let me take some measurements and then we will do a 4D okay?”, after she finished she gave me some copies and we sat down back again, “So I will like to see you every two weeks now, and when we hit the 36 weeks I will see you weekly, just to make sure everything is perfect okay?”

I nodded, “Also, I would like for you to start taking some iron along with your vitamins and supplements, this brand works”, she handed me a post it with a name and I made a mental note to buy them on my way home.

After booking my next appointment we said our goodbyes and I made my way to the subway, as I was waiting for my train, I texted Harry the ultrasound.

Harry. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. 12:00 PM

Jeff and I were leaving the gym after a workout when my phone dinged with a text, I took it out and smiled when I saw it was Y/N, Jeff turned to look at me and said, “What has you all smiley huh?”, I laughed, “Wouldn’t you want to know”

We got into the elevator and then stopped in our floor, “Remember we leave at 2”, I nodded and went into my room, I removed my mask and went to turn on the shower and grab some clothes, I set my phone to charge and took my shower.

Once I came out, I grabbed my phone and decided to open the text Y/N had sent me and I felt my heart leap out of my chest.

From Y/N <3 (11:50 AM): Hi dad! I miss you! I hope you have an awesome concert tomorrow! [Attachment]

To Y/N <3 (12:20 PM): Oh my god, hi baby! 😍😍😍 I miss you more my heart, cannot wait to see you, talk later?

From Y/N <3 (12:25 PM): Sure, talk later H, break a leg!

September 19, 2021: Week Twenty-Eight

Harry. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. 5:45 PM

 I turned to look at the ultrasound Y/N had sent me once again and smiled, I was in awe at how quickly they were growing and how crazy it was that the next time I saw them we would be 10 weeks away from meeting them, and how beautiful Y/N looks being pregnant.

Y/N. I felt a wave of sadness overcome me as I thought of her, although we talked seldomly I still felt I was so far away from her. “H everything okay?”, I got pulled out of my thoughts by Jeff who was sitting next to me.

I shrugged, “I just miss her”, “Mate you saw her yesterday and she will be back for the Nashville show”, I furrowed my brows, “Huh?”, Jeff dropped then pen he was using to write and turned to give me an incredulous look

“You were talking about Olivia, right?”, “Oh yeah sure”, he sat up straighter, “Harry, we are friends, please don’t lie to me”, I sighed and ran my hand down my face, “No, I wasn’t, I was thinking about Y/N”

“Well, I wasn’t expecting that; everything okay?”, I debated internally but ultimately decided I needed some advice, and just as I was about to speak Mitch came into the room with three coffee cups, “Hey, everything okay?”

He handed Jeff one, who after thanking him told him, “We have some girl issues”, as he was making his way to the sofa, I was sitting on he said “Oh?”, I thanked him for the coffee and he sat down next to me, Jeff took this as a sign to continue

“Well, you see Mitchell, Mister Harry Edward Styles here spoke up and said and I quote, ‘I miss her’, to which I answered that she would see her soon”, Mitch spoke up again, “Olivia? Yeah, mate she will be in Nashville won’t her?”

“But wait Mister Rowland, the story gets better; upon making this comment I noticed he became serious, to which I asked if he was talking about Olivia”, Mitch then turned to look at me, his face was one of surprise, but it also held a little smugness in him, “You were talking about Y/N”

I nodded and slumped on the couch, Mitch doing the same, “Oh wow mate, how do you feel?”, I sighed, “As I was about to tell Jeff, I don’t understand what is going on, I haven’t for a while; when she reappeared, I felt something in me come back to life, something that died the day she broke up with me”

“I had a plan, it was always going to be her, the one I married and had children with, then things went south, and we broke up, and those were hard months for me; but then she came back, and it wasn’t only her, it was our baby too, and now, well, now I don’t imagine my life without either of them”

Jeff spoke up, “And Olivia?”, I turned to look at him, “I feel comfortable when I’m with her, I was able to discover things about me that now help me be who I am”, “But you don’t love her”, after Mitch said that the room went quiet, “I care for her”

“Pfft, love and care are not the same things Harry”, I turned to look at Mitch, “I know, but the love I have for her comes from a place of care, of understanding”, “And for Y/N?”, I turned to look at Jeff before answering his question

“She’s having my baby, no pun intended; and this sounds like a dick move, but I love her for that, for the fact that even if we were not together, she still kept it, told me and is letting me be a part of every single step on the way”

Jeff spoke up, “You are right, you are a dick, you seem to forget that the baby is hers too Harry, and honestly? She owes you nothing, and as your friend I’ll tell you this: should she have chosen to be a single parent, she would have done an amazing job”

Mitch then interfered, “H, I will be honest with you, and I hope you don’t take this the wrong way: sort your feelings, you are all over the place, I mean just a few weeks before Y/N let you know she was pregnant you were ready to move in with Olivia; and with Y/N, you need to separate whether you have real honest feelings or just excitement for the baby, don’t drag her into your mess”

I nodded, “Thank you guys, for listening, I have a lot to think about”

September 21, 2021: Week Twenty-Nine

New York, New York. 10:30 AM

Little bean you are now twenty-nine weeks old!!! I really can’t believe we just have eleven until we get to meet each other, I’m getting really emotional just thinking about meeting you and kissing your lips and cuddling you <3 I have started ordering some things for your nursery, since we do not know if you are a little boy or a little girl, I’m sticking to very neutral colors and I’m loving the whole vision board and ideas I have! When we see your dad in a few weeks we will be buying your stroller, car seat and many other things; speaking off, your daddy has been busy being a rockstar all over the US, but don’t worry, we have been talking about you and he is excited to see you in about two weeks! I love you with all my heart bean, I’ll write to you soon.

I closed the diary and placed it on my drawer, I left my room and went to the kitchen, as I was preparing myself some oats when my phone dinged from the other side of the counter; I served my breakfast and went to grab it, turned it on and saw I had a text message waiting

From H. Styles (10:45 AM): Hey you, you busy?

To H. Styles (10:48 AM): Hey, not at all, why?

From H. Styles (10:49 AM): Up for a FaceTime call?

To H. Styles (10:50 AM): Sure, give me five

I went into my room and grabbed my laptop and breakfast, after that I sat down on the living room and I sat down to wait for his call, which came through a few minutes later, I pressed answer and waited a few until I saw him appear on the screen.

“Hey rockstar, how are you?”, he smiled, “Hi love, doing good, how about you?”, I smiled, “That’s good, I’m good too”, “I hope you don’t mind, but I ordered some breakfast to each with you”, “You’re too sweet”, we both ate in silence for a few minutes before I spoke up

“So, how’s tour going?”, “I have loved every single time I have been on stage, I missed it so much”, I smiled, “I am glad, I have been catching some videos and photos, and your outfits are awesome, I texted Lamby a few days ago”

“Speaking of, why is Sarah taking a picture of my outfit every night?”, “Oh, it’s just for a little project I have going on”, he gave me a teasing look, “Oh come on, tell me”, I made a zipping motion, “I will just tell you that it’s for the baby”

“Speaking of, I have been thinking of some names”, my heart started beating a little faster when he said this, “Really? Mind sharing with me?”, “Sure, let me grab my notebook”, he left the screen and returned only a few seconds later

“So, for-“, I interrupted him, “Before we continue, we do agree that Robin will be the middle name, right?”, he gave me a look that had wonder, appreciation and I dare say love from him, “You still remember?”, I smiled “I do, and I still want to do it”

He nodded, “Well once agreed with the middle name, I was thinking, for boy I like the names Carter, Milo, or Elliot”, he turned the page, “And for girl I like the names Juniper, Blair or Julia”, he closed his notebook, “What do you think?”, “I love them Harry, those are great suggestions”

“Have you thought of any love?”, “I honestly haven’t, been busy ordering some nursery stuff, which will hopefully come in time and maybe you can help me set it up?”, his smile went even bigger, “I would love to”

We both sipped our coffee in silence for a few, “Spoke with your mom and Gem a few days ago, they are very excited to come see you, hopefully soon”, “Aww I would have loved to join that call, I can’t wait to see the three of you”, I smiled a little and took another sip of my coffee

“How’s your dad?”, “He’s good, if everything goes to plan, he will be here with Gemma, he is excited to see you and is trying to see if he can stay until the baby is born”, “I am excited to see him too, I think I didn’t ask you, how did you tell him we were having a baby?”, he smiled before he started speaking

June 3, 2021: Thirteen Weeks

Harry. London, England. 12:45 PM

I knocked on my dad’s door and waited for him to open, a few seconds later he appeared and smiled, “Harry! My boy, I missed you”, we went in, and I removed by mask and applied some gel before hugging him, “Hi dad, I missed you”

We went into his living room and sat down, he had two beers and some nuts waiting, that was our tradition, I started updating him on my life and he did the same, “Harry, is everything okay?”, I grabbed the folder I had on my side and smiled, “There’s something I need to tell you”

He grabbed the folder and opened it, he made a surprised face and went quiet, all of a sudden, I saw some tears on his eyes, “Dad?”, he turned to look at me and gave me a little smile while whispering, “You’re having a baby”, I laughed a little, “I am”

He hugged me, and I held onto him for a few, and he kissed my head, we pulled back a little, “How are you feeling? How is mom?”, I sighed, “I am feeling overwhelmed, but happy, oh so happy dad, my heart is full of happiness and love and uhm, as for mom, well Y/N is doing well”

“I’m sorry, did I hear right?”, I nodded and grabbed my beer and slumped on the couch, my dad did the same, he gulped before speaking up, “Dad, I’m freaking out, Olivia doesn’t know yet, and I really don’t know how this will work out”

“Harry let me ask you something”, I nodded and turned to look at him, “Is Y/N okay?”, I nodded, “Is the baby okay?”, I nodded again, “Is she happy?” I nodded once again, “Are you happy?”, I smiled, “Very”, he squeezed my shoulder, “Then everything will work out, I promise”

“Thank you, dad,”, we sat there in silence for a few more minutes, “I can’t believe I’ll be a grandpa soon”, I turned to look at him, “December 13, that is our due date”, “Well, December can’t come soon enough”

“It really can’t dad, I hope it goes by fast”

September 21, 2021: Week Twenty-Nine

New York, New York. 11:15 AM

I smiled, “I’m so excited to see them H”, we talked for a few more minutes until his phone dinged and he frowned, “I’m sorry, I have to go, I need to leave for rehearsals”, “Please don’t apologize, say hello to everyone for me, okay?”, I nodded, “Talk to you soon love”, I waved bye and he finished the call.

I picked up my dishes and got ready for the day and started working on the things I had to get done today.

September 26, 2021: Week Twenty-Nine

Harry. Chicago Illinois. 10:00 AM

I had just woken up, after to back-to-back shows in Chicago feeling rested and happy, we had some days between shows to rest so I was going to take it slow. I made myself a coffee and sat down on the bed again hoping to read a little when my phone started ringing and I smiled when my mom’s picture and name flashed on the screen.

I swiped my finger and answered the call, “Hi mumma, how are you?”, “Hello my sweet boy! I’m doing okay, how about you? Are you up for a FaceTime call?”, “Yeah sure, just let me grab my laptop”, we hung up and I stood up to gram my laptop from my bag.

A few moments later a call came through, I answered and my beautiful mumma appeared, she smiled, and I did too, “You look well rested honey”, “I am mum, these shows were brutal, but we have a few days lo lay back”

We talked a few minutes about how everyone on the family was doing, Dotty and Skye appeared on the screen, and I laughed with the stories my mom shared with me, “I spoke with Y/N last week, she is looking really good”, I smiled, “She is, I can’t wait to see her and the belly, what did you think of the last ultrasound I sent you?”

“I love it honey, I think they have your nose but her lips, I can’t wait to kiss them”, “Me neither mum”, “Oh! Before I forget I wanted to show you something”, she stood up and returned with a box, “So, I have been keeping busy and working on some things for my grandbaby”

She started pulling out some things and my heart started beating fast, “Mum…”, “I know we don’t know the gender yet, so I tried to do It as gender neutral as I could, but I did knit two gender specific things”

She showed me a pair of overalls, some hooded cardigans, a little set that had a bonnet, some pants and a sweater, another cardigan with a hood and a pompom, a sweater with little daisies and one with lambs, and a blanket.

She pulled me from my thoughts, “Honey everything okay?”, I started tearing up, “I love them mum, and I think this made me realize that in just ten short weeks they will be here, how has the time gone by so fast?”

She smiled, “I know love, it is crazy; we are all very excited and happy to meet them”, I wiped my tears, “Speaking of, I know you guys want to stay until baby is born, so I wanted to ask you, would you prefer for me to rent you guys and Airbnb, or would you mind staying with me? I mean, we have 3 rooms, Gem and Michal could stay in one, you in the other and Dad would stay with Jeff”

“Honey it’s okay, I love the arrangements, that way I am able to cook some meals for Y/N and keep them on your big freezer, I remember how much I appreciated the meals your two grandmas made me”, “Mum you are the best”, she smiled and shrugged, “She’s family, and we take care of family”

We spoke a for another half hour until I got a text from Jeff to see if we could have a meeting on a new project and I said goodbye to my mom, promising to speak soon, I quickly got ready and left my room, as I got into the elevator, I received a text from Olivia

From Olivia Wilde (12:30 PM): Hi baby, how are you recovering? Date night?

To Olivia Wilde (12:31 PM): Hey you, doing good, slept very well and feel more energetic, sure, how about dinner?

From Olivia Wilde (12:32 PM): Perfect! Talk to you later

September 26, 2021: Week Twenty-Nine

Harry. Chicago Illinois. 9:45 PM

As I got out of the shower after my workout there was a knock on my door, I opened it and saw it was room service, they set everything on the table I had in the room and I tipped the bellboy, I made sure that my laptop was plugged and called Olivia.

A few seconds later she appeared on the screen, she was sitting on the table on the garden, “Hey you, how are you? Are Daisy and Otis asleep?”, she smiled, “Hi baby, I’m doing okay, I miss you, and yes, they are sleeping”, “I miss you too, but I’ll see you in a few days”

We ate as she updated me on what she did, I told her of how the concerts were going and how editing for ‘Don’t Worry Darling’ was going, after a few she spoke up, “So… I know that tour still has a long way to go, but have you given a thought on what you want to do when it’s over?”

“What do you mean?”, “I mean, where are you, or we, going to settle?”, I had an uncomfortable feeling settle on my stomach, “Well, I think for the time being I want to stay in New York, my mum, Gemma, and Michal will be staying on my apartment and my dad with Jeff”

“Oh, I didn’t know they would be staying”, “Well, I mean it’s the birth of their first grand baby so they don’t want to miss it”, I took a sip of my wine and choked a little when I heard her say, “Do you think they would wany another grand baby?”, after my couching fit I wiped my face, “Well sure, maybe in the future”

She furrowed her brows, “Near future, right?”, “We- Well I think the first one should be born before thinking of more babies”, she rolled her eyes before muttering “Right”, I furrowed my brows, “What?”, she sighed, “It’s just”, “Hey, come on, you can tell me”, “Where do you see us heading?”

“What?”, “Yeah, like are we moving in sometime, or maybe getting married?”, “Liv, where is this coming from?”, “Well, I mean once the baby gets here and you get custody-“, “Whoa, whoa, whoa, who said anything about custody?”

She looked at me surprised, “You are not fighting for custody?”, my face was one of wonder and a little disappointment, “Are you serious? They aren’t even here! What is wrong with you?”, she rolled her eyes, “Well I’m sorry for wanting to figure out my life with my partner and trying to make it all work”

I took a deep breath and ran my hands on my face, “I understand, but that was out of place, I don’t question how you and Jason work out your custody, I respect it and help you make it work, so I ask for you to do the same”, before she could speak up I did, “I’m tired, let’s talk another day, okay?”, she nodded, “I love you H”, I blew a kiss and ended the call.

I brushed my teeth and got into my pajamas, set my alarms, and hoped into bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Olivia said, I mean, I knew we would have to eventually discuss this, but now? The baby wasn’t even here.

I tossed and turned for half an hour, when I concluded that sleep wouldn’t be coming anytime soon, so I got out of bed and grabbed my laptop, I started looking through the photos I had received from Anthony Pham from the past concerts.

I smiled when I found a picture of Y/N and Glenne back in Las Vegas, it was crazy to think that the baby was probably bigger at this point and her belly too, but what made me smile the most, was how happy and beautiful she looked, it was true what they said, pregnancy gave women a special glow.

What Olivia said still roamed my head, I knew we would have to discuss that soon, but why now? I mean, it´s pretty obvious that the first few months would need to be next to her, but the more I thought about it, the more I knew that even if it hurt me, I would never subject her to court and custody arrangements.

I would rather have to travel whatever distances I had to in order to see them, I would sacrifice so much for them, and Y/N didn’t deserve it. I was overcome with emotions and inspiration struck, so I grabbed my notebook and decided to start writing a song.

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[curlyhairedprince]

Im tired of seeing the same patterns over and over again. I used to follow some solo Louies (because I love louis lol) but I had to unfollow because the energy was constantly very negative. I remember how much hate H received from them when As it was became viral on tik tok. They said Harry writes bad songs with no substance just to make them go viral.. when as it was is actually a very heavy song lyrically. But the funny thing is, the same people are now encouraging fans to make FITF viral on tik tok because “it’s what Louis deserves” and I AGREE! But the double standards are crazy. Like? Didn’t you hate that app?? Also, I still recall when so many fans (including some larries) insinuated that Jeff bought Harry his Grammy and that it was undeserved. So many Louies wrote essays about it, even condemning the academy, talking about how they’re so glad Louis doesn’t “kiss anyones ass.” But now that louis followed them on Twitter, they all want him to get a nomination!! It just makes you think- they don’t actually hate this thing, they were just upset that it wasn’t louis. Harry releasing his line with Gucci? BAD! He’s greedy! Louis designing a clothing line? Amazing and exciting! Similar projects but very different receptions. And even among larries, Harry always ends up as the bad guy. I remember when boyfriends came out I thought Harry was singing about his experiences, but fandom quickly concluded that he must have been writing about Himself being a shitty boyfriend. So, it’s not possible for him to be hurt by someone?? He’s always the bad guy? The possibility of it being about Louis wasn’t even discussed. And now WAOYF has added to this ( A bop tho). And people Think this. They think Louis is patient, kind, delicate, loyal, but Harry is high maintenance and petty and arrogant and selfish etc etc. if you think this relationship is so one-sided why do you even support it yk? The reality is these are complex human beings that have a good and bad side to them and are both capable of making mistakes. And now Louis is releasing different vinyls and extra songs to help him chart higher (I also want that number 1 for him btw) but if H was doing that… people would have dragged him already. Even Louis’ co-writer is liking tweets about gatekeeping the songs to encourage ppl to buy lol (imagine if kid harpoon did that lmao). Sorry this is SO long omg. Bottom line is, I love Louis with all my heart and FITF is a masterpiece that deserves all the recognition but the double standards drive me up the wall!!!

i've actually got nothing to add, you said it all 🤝

[beneathashadytree]

Hello! Could I request Louis Moriarty x male reader? Also could it be based on Love Story by Indila?

LOVE STORY - LOUIS MORIARTY X READER

Warnings : mentions of blood and death, reader is already dead, Louis is delusional with grief, this isn’t proofread, reader identifies as male!

Genre : angst (I’m not sorry hehe)

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional notes : Thank you so much for requesting! You happened to choose one of my favorite songs of all time (and one of the saddest ones too🫠). I’ve never written for a male reader before, so I’m glad you requested this because I’d like to have more diversity among my writing pieces. I honestly shed a few tears writing this, since the song’s pretty heartbreaking. Hope you enjoy this!💗

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How many nights has he spent in this manner, in dreams so vivid he could reach out and touch them?

Louis didn’t know. It no longer mattered to him; he had long lost his sense of time, its perception lost on him as it dragged on mercilessly. It paid no heed to him as he stood with his spine rod-straight, tongue heavy in his mouth as melancholy eyes settled on the same spot, dull crimson unseeing of anything else.

Always trained on that photo; that picture of him that was the only thing that remained of him outside of his memories. A soft, intimate smile on a man’s face, and bright eyes brimming with love directed towards the photographer—the photographer who could now do nothing but wistfully sigh.

What was he waiting for? Louis didn’t know. Something inside him always tugged him towards that picture; always begged him to remain patient; always asked him to keep praying for his return. Pitying looks and claims of madness did nothing to deter him, for he knew that he was just as sane as they were. Even if he were to cling onto his memories forever, he should not—and would not—be shamed for believing in his beloved.

He always tuned out the entire world. Nothing mattered anymore but the man he’d held so tightly, loved so unconditionally, and protected so fiercely. Every single moment spent with him replayed itself in his mind as he regarded that photograph oh-so-fondly, a single delicate rose cradled between his thumb and index finger.

Louis’ lips would form the words before he could stop them. Are you happy? Are you safe? Do your eyes still shine the same way? Is your smile still as radiant? Do you miss me? Would I repulse you now?

And he waits and waits for an answer that would never come.

His dreams show him no mercy either. In his dreams, he’s still lying on a bed full of pink carnations, blonde hair mussed, glasses cast aside, and skin crinkling around his eyes as he laughed. His arms are full with the weight of his lover’s body ontop of his chest, and his heart is full with the adoration that seeps through its cracks. In his dreams, his hands are gently held and caressed, his scar kissed reverently, and his cheeks cradled lovingly. His crisp shirt is wrinkled as eager fingers tug at it, and lips find his fervently, devouring him whole.

Then, soft words creep up on him, whispering that they’d be alright. And—bathed in the sunshine that warmed their skin as it did their hearts—his darling would promise him that they would be entwined till the end of time.

And he would see this promise through; after all, Louis could never untangle the threads that coiled around his heart. But the terms of that vow never said that they’d both live to keep it. Now, he had to shoulder the burden of being hopelessly in love with someone that ceased to exist anywhere but his head—unable to rid himself of his devotion, and unable to move on.

His heart caved in on itself. He deemed himself incapable of loving ever again; a fact he knew to be true as he berated himself over and over again. Had he been a second faster, or a little wiser, or just a bit more powerful, he wouldn’t have been torturing himself every day with his thoughts. Regret swallowed him whole, leaving him as a mere shell; a shadow of the man he used to be.

His hunger for power had left him ironically powerless when it mattered, and he hadn’t been able to save the one person who eclipsed the whole of his sex. His lover had been targeted for being associated with him. He’d been too careless and not strong enough to protect him. And no matter how much gold he possessed now, or how much glory he earned, or how much power he wielded like a shield, he would never have enough to bring him back.

No trade would ever be enough for the greedy God that claimed what once was his; not even exchanging his very life with his would satisfy Him.

So he’d light the candles in the middle of the black night. They’d illuminate the picture of that smile he remained so enamored with, and he’d feed himself more lies to keep having faith in his sweetheart returning. He’d stain his hands with more blood, and pray that these calloused palms could carry his body once more.

A fool once, and king of the dead now. But no matter who he was, Louis would bring his beloved back and continue the script of their love story—or die trying.

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[alarrytale]

Hi Marte. I really love your blog, it is so educational for me and it makes me hopeful for the future of the industry. But my pessimism gets the better of me and I don't enjoy things as much as I want to because I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop. I just want to ask for some advice on how to be more cautiously optimistic. You seem confident that HL will come out but I really dread them never coming out. That would make me really sad considering everything they have been through and we will miss out on so much. I so badly want to see them interact and I want to see them being true to themselves, away from all the gaslighting and lies and it worries me that it may never happen. I want to see Louis be more of his flamboyant self like recently and I have no doubt that if he came out his career would be boosted so much. I want to see Larry as a power couple. The industry seems so conservative still and while people are much more accepting of lgbtq+ people now it seems like the industry doesn't want to let their big artists out and I'm worried that these big artists have been closeted so long that they have no fight left in them. They've been abused and manipulated and controlled and beaten down and made to think that they can't be successful because of their sexuality. So maybe even if they can come out they might not because of the abuse they're suffered, or maybe there are life long contracts or they're misled by management who feed them lies. The fact that celebrities are still going into lavender marriages now scares the hell out of me when if they were to come out they would be supported. How to be optimistic when the industry still has far to go?

Hi, anon 💜

I don't know how to teach being optimistic. I've been around while they pushed their closet, tried to sabotage their closets, hinted their sexuality and relationship, and that's not something you do when you plan on being closeted a long time. You know what Harry answered when asked if he could wish for anything, that money can buy?

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He still isn't free, and i don't think his wish has changed. His need for self-expression and self-realisation is still the same. Louis is still out there singing about larry and "him". You don’t do that, and knock on the closet door from inside, if you want to stay closeted. You do it because it's all you're allowed to do.

I think the clue to staying postive and enjoy the current times while we wait is to celebrate the small wins. It's not all doom and gloom all the time. Harry just wore a very loud shirt and we just got a glimpse of 2011!Louis at Monza. It was wonderful to see. They are closeted until they aren’t, and things will get bad and then better again. Things move in cycles, and once you recognise the pattern, you'll be able to distance yourself emotionally better when you know what's next. Things are moving forward, they're no further back in the closet. Things have been worse, and i know they've worked hard to be able to get some leeway. Louis has no beard and i don't see that happening either. Harry is single too. That's pretty much unpresedented. Single H and L being seen in public at the same event? Mindblowing. So take a look at where we use to be and where we are now. Things are moving forward, things are getting better (at least fandom deals with it better) and one day they'll be out and free. That day is coming. They want it to come. We just got to be patient.

[canyonlouve]

Here’s a list of the fics i read last month that i absolutely love and recommend! Don’t forget to leave comments and kudos if you enjoyed the fic! And happy new year folks!

❄️ Letters to June by @larryyouknow | @Larry_you_know | abo | M | 41k

It's 1915, Europe is in the middle of the Great War. Omega Louis decides to join the Letter Home Project to become someone’s penfriend. Through this he meets a lovely soldier who hasn't got anyone else to send a letter to. Along with his letter, comes a picture of the most handsome alpha Louis has ever seen.

❄️ In my bed (you’re not here) by @dehydratedpool | @dehydratedpool | M | 5.6k

Louis fears that his long-term boyfriend Harry is losing feelings for him. A drunken night reveals he might be wrong.

❄️ Bring It Back That Old Feeling by @all-these-larrythings | @Rearviewdreamer | M | 57k

After six years together, Harry thought there wasn’t anything that he didn’t know about his husband, and no problem they couldn’t solve with a kiss and a snuggle. After a painful year of booze and heartache, he realizes some problems are much harder to fix, but the wait is always worth it.

❄️ a common place affliction by @thepolourryexpress | @thepolourryexpress | abo | E | 36k

“You should go home,” Louis muses, and Harry can feel the omega crouch down to become eye level with Harry, poking his cheek with a dainty finger. Harry lifts his arm, taking a peek at Louis’ face. Louis looks tired, he notes, but not exhausted, and there’s an eyelash stuck to his cheek. Harry doesn’t hesitate to lazily reach out and thumb over his cheek

“Can’t,” Harry croaks, blindly twisting his hand around to grab at Louis’ offending finger and just holding it. “C’mere. Take a nap with me,” he asks after a beat, opening an eye to look at Louis.

Louis raises an eyebrow. “M’not going to nap with you in the middle of the ER, H.”

Sighing, Harry squeezes the young nurse’s finger. “Nobody cares.” He knows they do; they’ll annoy nurses and probably worry patients when they catch sight of a nurse and surgeon sleeping on the job. Let alone in the middle of the emergency ward hallway. Harry can hear the complaints now: ‘these are the people we’re supposed to trust with our lives?’

❄️ If I Loved You Less by @allwaswell16 | @allwaswell16 | abo | E | 36k

Louis has the aristocracy at his feet and all the suitors he could hope for, but his secrets may ruin his chance at a love match.

❄️ Could We Be Such Fools by @loveislarryislove | @LiveLaughLoveLarry | M | 27k

Harry snorts. “The truth, is it?” he says. “That’s an interesting idea. What’s the ‘truth,’ then? Are you going to tell me about how my fiancé is just too irresistible, about how you love him more than I ever could, about how you deserve him?”

“No,” Louis says honestly. “I definitely don’t deserve him -- and neither do you. We both deserve way better.”

❄️ I’ve Got You by @alltheselights | @alltheselights | abo | E | 63k

As a reward for saving the king's life, Harry is offered omega Prince Louis' hand in marriage. Neither of them has any interest in the union going forward, and so they concoct a plan to prove to the king that they are far from a perfect match.

❄️ Single Bells Ring by @absoloutenonsense | @nonsensedarling | abo | M | 17k

A holiday singles event is not where Louis wants to be tonight, but there he is, helping his best friend find love. Just as Louis is settling in, ready to have a terrible time, he meets the fittest alpha he’s ever come across.

❄️ All Your Mates Are Here by @londonfoginacup | @LadyLondonderry | Teen And Up Audiences | 36k

"The pack is... It's folding, Harry."

Like every werewolf does when they get to a new town, Harry joined one of the many local packs when he started university. Now, three years into his program, he's hit with the news that his pack is giving up, going their separate ways. In the wake of the holidays, the three single wolves from the Majestic pack are pointed in the direction of a new pack to join; one that's got struggles of its own.

A new pack, a new house, and two new roommates with personal space issues... Plus exams, of course.

❄️ Rapture by @allwaswell16 | @allwaswell16 | vampires | E | 3k

It was New Year's Eve in Victorian London, and a lonely vampire could no longer resist the stunning lamplighter he watched night after night.

❄️ Voicemail sings a wreck by @falsegoodnight | @falsegoodnight

Louis is the president of the biggest omega sorority on campus, Harry is the president of the biggest alpha fraternity on campus, and they do not get along.

(p.s. this is my first time doing monthly recs, so please be nice! i’m mostly doing this for myself since my bookmarks are a mess and this is my way to keep track of the fics that i’ve read and recommend)

[phdmama]

Self-Promotion Saturday

except it’s Monday because I got distracted

Proprosals & Weddings

DRARRY

I Think I Want to Marry You (T, 6247 Words, Proposal)

5 times Harry Potter asks Draco Malfoy to marry him and Draco doesn't answer. And then the one time he does.

all of me (loves all of you) (G, 2844 Words, Proposal)

“What did you say?” Draco finally finds his voice and sees Potter shrug one shoulder.

“You heard me.”

“I heard you,” Draco concedes, “but I’m not sure I understood you, Potter, because I do believe you just suggested that we... get married.”

“I did,” Potter replies, and runs a hand through his hair, not meeting Draco’s eyes. “Yeah, I did say that. Suggest that.”

Completely baffled, Draco sets his coffee down and swings all the way around so that he’s straddling the chair and stares at Potter. “Are you quite well?”

this could be real (T, 2911 Words, Accidentally Married)

“The only thing that might make this worse,” Harry hears Draco mutter, “Is piranhas. Are there fresh-water swamp piranhas, Potter? Because that would just be the fucking cherry on the shit sundae that has been this entire mission.”

[Please note: this is a vignette that leaves room for more story. Please do not continue or finish it for me! Thank you for your understanding!]

Second Chance for a First Kiss (T, 4767 Words, Accidentally Married)

What happens in Vegas... can change everything.

LARRY

no heart for me like yours (no love for you like mine) (E, 46562 Words)

When Harry Styles, wedding dress designer to the stars (sort of) and Louis Tomlinson, wedding planner and relationship expert (kind of) meet on the occasion of their sisters' engagement, sparks fly. But not the good kind. Louis thinks Harry is a dick and Harry thinks Louis is an asshole.

That doesn't last long.

The road to true love isn't always smooth or uncomplicated. Can two stubborn men find their way?

[Note: while this isn’t a proposal or wedding fic for H&L, it’s a very wedding-centered fic and I think it fits! I also have to say that this is one of my favorite things I’ve ever written, so if you read Larry, I’d love it if you’d give it a chance!] 

Dance Me (to the End of Love) (E, 19306 Words, Proposal)

You would think that it's a simple process - you meet, you fall in love, you get married. But when you add one lawyer and one overly-competitive high school teacher to that equation, it's no longer a straight line from beginning to end. Or the story of how a simple proposal becomes a competition where no one loses in the end.

For Better and For Worse (M, 12681 Words, Proposal/Wedding but also TRAUMA!)

Written for the HL Summer Exchange - based on the prompt: "Harry and Louis have been together for 5 years and they've been getting questions when they would be getting married and start a family. Bur Harry doesnt have the time. They were arguing one morning when Harry had enough and left for work. He's a doctor and works at the a&e there is a call that there has been a bad car crash and that there is more than one patient coming in. Harry does his job good and works on the first patient and everything goes great until his next patient is Louis."

[Note: this is one of my very first fics! I did take some liberties with the plot but be aware, there is a major medical crisis in this one.]

[ialwaysknewyouwerepunk]

“I’ve never been a fan of change, but I’d follow you to any place”

Lets add that to the ever-growing list of times they’ve talked about how they don’t like when things change but the other one being there makes it okay.

yessssss!!!!! things changing is such a central theme in their music, and it's def been a thing h has been dealing with since hs1, but it seems like only now they've realised just how central it is in their experience of their relationship and lives, since they've been addressing it so literally. hs1 was more regretful of change, bc it was all so new and they were on uneven footing, but h knew they'd pull through. fl was more about internal changes that were even harder to understand, and often also terrifying. but he was starting to embrace it all. and now it seems like he's saying change? bring it on i fucking love it bc it means i'm more me this relationship is stronger and life only gets more interesting

and louis coming out now with a song like change is in line with my as it was reading and how i see their relationship since the story hs1 tells which is h realises things a little sooner than l and then patiently waits till l accepts it too and goes in full force

[louietummies]

give me all your love

late valentines day stuffing - louis gets stuffed full of different kinds of valentine’s day food made by harry <3

“rise and shine, baby”

Louis’ eyes fluttered open at the sound of his beloved boyfriend’s voice, sitting up a little and rubbing at his eye with a chubby fist.

Harry was sitting at the edge of their giant bed with a large box of 16 heart shaped donuts. Louis yawned and sat up fully in interest, his round belly spilling into his lap and his tail fluffing up.

“Mm, there you are,” Harry said fondly, scooting over to sit in front of Louis with his legs crossed. “Hungry?” He shook the box of donuts.

“Always am,” Louis agreed, laying back against the fluffy pillows and pushing the waistband of his sweatpants below the swell of his belly. He opened his mouth and patiently waited for the first mouthful of the sweet chewy dough.

Harry rolled his eyes and lifted the first donut to Louis’ plump lips, the hungry kitten taking a huge bite without hesitation. “Mmmm” Louis moaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he chewed lazily. “God I love donuts.”

“I know you do,” Harry chuckled fondly, patting Louis’ belly. “You’re in for a treat today, baby”

“Oh?” Louis hummed, his cheeks puffed full of donuts and glaze smeared across his face. He grabbed two donuts at the same time, taking huge bites out of each as he listened to Harry.

“I’ve prepared loads of Valentine’s Day related foods to stuff your belly with today” Harry said, cupping Louis’ gut that was beginning to get bloated and less jiggly with every donut he swallowed.

Louis picked up the tall glass of strawberry milk sitting on the nightstand, taking huge gulps of it.

He burped wetly and turned back to Harry with flushed cheeks, “Better make sure this belly is full then, hm?” He smiled, shoving the last donut in his mouth and flopping back down on the bed with his bloated belly gurgling in the air. He stifled a burp with his fist, “Mm. That was good.”

Harry smiled cheekily and put a hand on Louis’ tummy, “You full, baby?”

Louis shrugged, “Slightly. Still could fit more in here though.” He giggled, smacking his gut happily.

-

For lunch, Harry approached Louis with a tray of a dozen chocolate covered strawberries and another glass of milk, and Louis eagerly sat up from where he was lazing on the couch. His face fell and his ears drooped when he realized how small the portion was to him.

“What?” Harry said, raising a teasing eyebrow at Louis. “Is this portion too small for you?” He set the tray down on Louis’ lap and sat across from him.

“A little…” Louis mumbled, picking up one of the strawberries. He put on a pouty face and sadly bit into the strawberry.

“Oh, don’t give me that. This is an appetizer. I made pancakes. They’re still cooking in the kitchen.” Harry said, placing a hand on Louis’ tummy and jiggling it slightly. “Now, eat your strawberries while I get your pancakes. I expect half of them to be gone by the time I'm back.” He said with a wink, before disappearing into the kitchen again.

Louis smiled happily and nodded, eating two strawberries at one go.

When Harry came back, he was holding a plate loaded with a tall stack of heart shaped pancakes, topped with a generous amount of whipped cream, maple syrup and raspberries.

Harry set the plate down on the coffee table, and went over to inspect the tray of strawberries. He had finished the strawberries and Louis was happily belching and rubbing his still empty tummy.

“Such a good kitten” Harry praised, handing Louis the plate of pancakes. Louis grabbed his fork and knife and immediately cut into the thick stack of pancakes, shoving a huge bite into his mouth.

“Oh god” Louis moaned, “So fucking good. Thank you, H.” He shoveled more of the fluffy pancakes into his mouth, moaning out with every swallow about how good it was.

Harry got up to refill Louis’ glass of milk, and when he came back, Louis had slowed down a little. He was chewing tiredly, one hand on his bloated gut that was spilling across his lap and his cheeks were smeared with cream and maple syrup.

“Full?” Harry asked, smiling when he sat down next to his bloated boyfriend. He handed Louis the glass of strawberry milk.

“Kinda” Louis mumbled, taking the class from Harry and sipping from it. Harry cut up some of the pancake and made sure it was loaded with whipped cream and held it up to Louis’ mouth.

“Come on baby, just a few more bites and then we’ll go to bed and I'll rub your tummy.” Harry whispered, kissing one of Louis’ fat cheeks.

“O-Okay” Louis managed to get out, opening his mouth and allowing Harry to feed him more of the sugary food.

By the time the plate was empty, Louis’ shirt had completely ridden up over his belly and the elastic of his sweatpants was clinging to his love handles. Louis gulped down the remainder of his milk and let out a huge belch, “Fuck”

“Such a greedy piggy” Harry praised, cupping Louis’ swollen gut with both hands and shaking it slightly.

“Oh-“ Louis burped, “Don’t- So full.”

Harry chuckled and helped Louis onto his feet. “Let’s go upstairs hm?” He gently began guiding Louis towards the hallway.

However, the mention of stairs made Louis stop waddling, and he held onto Harry’s forearms tightly. “H-Harry I don’t think I can climb the stairs right now” He whimpered with a hiccup, only thinking of the huge overstuffed belly poking out in front of him. “Can.. Can we rest in the guest bedroom instead?”

Harry smirked at Louis’ words and his hands trailed down to cup the round gut protruding out from Louis’ middle. “Too stuffed to get up two flights of stairs hm?” He teased with a grin. “My poor kitten stuffed himself silly.”

Louis felt his cheeks burning from Harry’s words and he was already beginning to get out of breath from standing and how full his belly was. “Please…” He whined, almost resting his full weight on Harry at this point.

“Hm. Okay.” Harry agreed, letting go of Louis and smirking with his arms folded.

Louis stumbled slightly, grabbing one of the bookshelves for balance. “A-Aren’t you gonna help me to the bedroom?” He asked in disbelief, small beads of sweat beginning to appear on his hairline.

“I’ll meet you there. I wanna see how you waddle to the bedroom like a true piggy.” Harry explained, a coy smile plastered on his lips.

Louis hiccuped quietly, his cheeks flaming red. He looked between Harry and the doorway of the guest bedroom. God, it was a long walk. His belly gurgled and it forced a burp out of his mouth, “Please Harry”

Harry did not move. “Go on”

With a sigh, Louis let go of the bookshelf and began carefully waddling towards the bedroom. He placed one hand on the top of his belly and the other at the bottom, making sure it doesn’t get jostled with every step. The floorboards were creaking as he walked over them, the old wood no match for his overweight frame.

Harry happily followed behind him, taking note of how Louis’ arse was jiggling slightly with every step.

By the time Louis had reached the bedroom and flopped onto the bed, he was a burping, gasping mess. He had completely stripped out of his tight clothes, and was laying on the bed completely naked with the air conditioning blasting while cuddling a pillow. “Belly rubs?” He mumbled, his sleepy blue eyes on the verge of closing.

“Of course baby” Harry grinned, getting into the bed with Louis and putting an arm around him. Louis hummed and let go of the pillow, wrapping his arms around Harry’s slim waist, his fluffy white tail coming up to curl around Harry’s thigh as he nuzzled his nose against his collarbones instead. “Cutest piggy i’ve ever seen.” Harry teased, poking Louis’ hard stomach.

“Shut up and rub my belly.”

-

Louis waddled into the kitchen after a long post-stuffing nap, dressed in a cute crop top with a kitten on it, as well as a pair of pink panties with ruffles that his tail was peeking out of. His tummy that was empty was hanging out of it, his belly button exposed completely. He was hit with the amazing aroma of pasta sauce and garlic bread. His belly grumbled loudly, catching Harry’s attention.

“Looks like someone’s hungry” Harry chuckled, taking off his oven mittens and smirking at Louis.

“Yeah..” Louis blushed, staring down at the kitchen floor. Harry walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Louis’ pudgy hips, hands trailing down to cup his plump ass, His white tail winding around Harry’s forearm. Louis giggled and buried his nose in Harry’s neck, shaking his ass against Harry’s palms cheekily. Harry smiled playfully and led Louis over to the table, pulling out the chair for him and bowing.

“What a gentleman” Louis giggled, plonking himself down on the chair and smiling at Harry gratefully. The chair creaked a little under his weight, causing Louis to blush. Harry walked over to the oven and pulled out a giant tray of lasagna from the oven and set it in front of Louis with a smile on his face. “All this… for me?” Louis mumbled, his cheeks flaming again as Harry filled up his wine glass.

Harry nodded and kissed louis’ chubby cheek, handing Louis a fork before sitting across from him and pulling his bowl of salad towards himself. “Well? Eat up, baby” harry encouraged, taking a bite of his salad while keeping his eyes on Louis the whole time.

They made small talk as they ate, Louis practically inhaling the lasagna and moaning about how good it was. Harry finished his salad quickly and decided to just sit opposite Louis and coo about how adorable he looked with the sauce smeared across his cheeks and his double chin peeking out over the napkin that was tucked into his shirt.

By the time half of the lasagna was gone, sweat beads were beginning to gather at Louis’ hairline and his cheeks were tinted a warm pink from the wine. He burped quietly and leaned back in his chair, “I’m… Kinda full” he mumbled, chubby hands cupping his belly.

Harry smiled and rose from his chair, rubbing a hand across Louis’ huge stomach. He picked up the fork and gathered a huge bite on it, holding it up to Louis’ lips. “Come on, love” He smacked Louis’ gut and it jiggled slightly, “See? you still have room in here. Open up, darling”

Louis opened his mouth and allowed Harry to stuff the fork heaped with lasagna in, chewing slowly with his hands rubbing across his belly gingerly. Harry fed him the last few bites, and then finally grabbed the napkin and started wiping at Louis’ face and cleared away the empty tray.

The kitten burped loudly and leaned back, his belly spilling out across his thighs and pressing up against the table. “So…..full” he whined, another large burp escaping him. he sipped slowly from his wineglass, extremely full and tipsy after that huge meal. Harry chuckled and patted Louis’ full belly, walking over to the fridge and opening it.

“you’re not done just yet, babe” Harry said cheerfully, pulling out a tall mason jar full of what looked like a pink concoction. “I’ve made you a strawberry milkshake, I’d like for you to drink it all.” He set it in front of Louis and unscrewed the lid, topping it off with a hearty amount of fluffy whipped cream.

Louis looked between Harry and the glass with wide eyes, his belly so tight that he was gasping.

“Well?” Harry said, raising an eyebrow at him. Louis whimpered and grabbed the glass with both hands, lifting it to his lips and beginning to chug it. Harry chuckled happily and patted his gut, “My best piggy”

Louis gasped and pulled away from the glass, his lips smeared with whipped cream. “I- I can’t-“ he was cut off with a wet burp, followed by a hiccup. His belly was so full, pressing up against the table and so heavy he was getting sleepy.

“Come on, just halfway to go” Harry encouraged, “Remember, you just gotta say the safeword if you wanna tap out my love. Can you recall what it is?” Harry reminded him, kissing his temple.

“Yeah…. S’cupcake” He mumbled, lifting the thick milkshake to his lips again. He gulped the rest of it down as Harry rubbed soothing circles across the expanse of his belly. Louis slammed the empty glass down on the table once he was done, “C-cupcake” he burped, completely gasping.

“Yeah, you’re done my love” Harry praised, “did so well for me, yeah?” He took a minute to take in Louis’ wrecked appearance, his tight crop top completely ridden up to his nipples, his belly hanging in between his spread thighs. His eyes were shut, leaning back in his chair with his chest heaving.

“C-cuddle” Louis managed to get out, reaching out for Harry.

“Of course” Harry replied, grabbing Louis from under his armpits and hoisting him onto his feet. “come on, let’s get you to the guest room.” Harry guided him down the hallway, the kitten clinging to him the whole way.

Once they got to the guest room, Harry helped Louis strip out of his clothes and clean his face, before getting into the bed beside him. Louis yawned and rubbed his belly tiredly, “I ate too much” he whined, a small burp escaping.

Harry chuckled and joined Louis’ hands on his belly, “you did perfect for me” Harry said as he kissed Louis’ cheek. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Mhm. Was good” Louis mumbled, his eyelids getting heavier by the second. His ears were completely flat against his feathery hair.

Harry smiled and rubbed Louis’ belly some more, rocking him carefully to sleep. They’d definitely be doing this again.

[twopoppies]

[Submission]

Hi Gina. First I’d like to say what a blessing you are to this fandom. You are kind and patient and wise and rational and clever and I love reading your answers to asks. And I’d like to ask you smth, too. How come, in all those years, there are no pictures or videos of H and L together? I don’t know how exactly those super injunctions work but I readily believe they are the reason why there are no Larry photos in the press. because mass media is after all a self-checking, self-regulated system, that’s something one can actually control.

But how is it even possible to control regular individuals in this day and age when literally everyone has a smartphone with a camera?

Do H and L ever go out together? I suppose they do. In the places they go to, are there any bartenders, waiters, receptionists, janitors, whosoever or whatsoever? How is it possible no one ever, not once, has taken a picture or a video? Do they have, idk, gardeners or cleaners? How is it possible that in so many years none of folks who work for them happens to have a nosey niece or a daughter who is a fan and would kill for a Larry picture (of both H and L or individually)? Well, I’m fantasizing but I hope you get the point. I can’t just think of a plausible explanation of this complete absence of visuals. Like I mean, not even together, but at least at the same place at the same time? Nope. Nothing. Nada. (well, I know there was that event which L visited officially and then H was caught on camera while getting in the car, but it’s so public and happened just once). Can I ask what your take on that is?

P.S. Sorry if my wording or sentence structure looks weird at times, that’s because English is not my native language. In fact, I hardly ever get a chance to practice it.

P.P.S. Also I'm new to Tumblr and not even sure if submitting a post is the right way to ask you this. But the Ask me window is so small I'll have to send this ask in parts. Sorry if I'm doing this the wrong way.

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Hi love. Your English is absolutely fine. No worries at all. And sending things via Ask is simpler, but this is okay. Don't worry about it.

I don't think I have an answer that will 100% satisfy you, but here are my thoughts:

1. Super injunction (which I believe is only in effect in Europe).

2. A generally agreed upon rule from tabloids/media not to out people (although I do think if any of them were sent photos/video there are some who might use it as leverage for more access etc)

3. Just like Harry and Louis know how to go about their lives on their own unseen, they can do the same when they're together, too. I doubt they're going to your local Tesco together, but they surely have private clubs, resorts, restaurants etc that they can be at without worry. They may arrive separately, but once there they can be together.

4. We do have numerous receipts over the years of things like pizza or Christmas trees being delivered to Harry's house and Louis receives them (or vice versa), workmen installing cabinets or fences or what have you at their houses and speaking with both of them, real estate agents helping both buy property together, people who've seen them on vacation together, people who've met them and they've talked about their partner/boyfriend etc etc. It's not photographic evidence, but a lot of the receipts we have are really convincing. I'm sure people who work for them, like gardeners etc. know to keep quiet and perhaps have signed NDAs.

5. NDAs.

6. The potato camera. Every time we have a video/photo that looks like we might possibly have seen them together (or one where they're not supposed to be) it's always ALWAYS taken with a potato.

7. I just don't think HL are the only celebrities who have a "secret" relationship. But how often do you find people being exposed? For the amount of it that exists, a tiny, tiny percentage of people are caught.

[skepticalarrie]

Hi Allie! I wanted to ask you if someone made an analysis of the walls’ lyrics “So this one is a thank you for what you did to me/ why is it that 'thank you's' are so often bittersweet”? It confuses me because I don’t get if he means to be sarcastic or something? The rest of the song seems to be addressed at H but not in a mean way and if he wanted to really say thank you wouldn’t he say “thank you for what you did FOR me”? He sounds really passive aggressive wording it like that but english is not my first language so maybe I’m just confused by that ahah (or maybe they’re just really dramatic gays?)

Hello anon, thank you for being so patient <3

English is not my native language either, so I'm not sure how comfortable I am to answer about what preposition he should be using on this sentence haha feels a bit tricky to me. But I understand where you're coming from with this, using "to" could give the impression it was something bad. IMO it was always something directed at him, instead of for him (as for his benefit). And not necessarily a bad thing. But either way, I'd just like to share some thoughts about the rest of the song and why I never interpreted this line or the rest of the song as something passive-aggressive or somehow sarcastic.

Let’s try to see things from a different perspective for a second, I think sometimes people get a bit stuck in the concept where they’re writing songs for each other, “as a response” or something like that. And personally, I don’t really think that’s always the case, I think they’re simply writing songs about themselves, about their struggles. And that of course contemplates their relationship eventually (all the time who am I kidding), because it's a huge part of their lives.

Walls is a song with a lot of metaphors. And not only the lyrics, but also the music video has a lot of complexity to it. It’s as beautiful as it’s complex, in my opinion. The way I see it, it is about Louis being thankful for the realization that he’s only the man he is today because he had to overcome a lot, he had to go through it all. And when he sings the lines "So this one is a thank you for what you did to me. Why is it that thank you is so often bittersweet?" at the same moment the visual representation of One Direction appears, to me, it's pretty clear what he had to overcome. The thank you is bittersweet because it involved a lot of suffering, it wasn't easy, but he is thankful for the outcome. There's no shame or accusations on that. He's being assertive, he's not accusing.

He begins the song by talking about being alone and a cupboard full of clothes (hello??). If it wasn't for One Direction, he would probably not be closeted and he would probably never meet Harry. Both things came together as a package. There wasn't being with Harry without the closet. However he's proud to say he went through this, he's proud to say that he never let this break him, he's proud to say that he let his walls down for love.