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thunderoad · 7 years ago

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it’s with the strange vertiginous aftertaste of change lingering in his mouth that Louis answers the phone. (nouis friendship, 3k)

Louis’s car slips through traffic like a fish through water. The black asphalt reminds him of the kind of icy black tinge snow runoff gets, and he frowns, wondering where he would’ve seen that before. Norway? Sweden?

Has he even been to Sweden? Louis’s not sure. He doesn’t spend much time worrying about it, either. Used to, there was always Niall to remember everything, or even Liam or Zayn. Someone who was right there with him, who would pick up on the details while he was too busy picturing massive goldfish wriggling effortlessly under the frigid surface of icy black water.

They all had their own ways of trying to hold onto things. Niall was the memory man, Zayn drew stuff, Liam texted or phoned in all the best bits to his parents, to his string of girlfriends, to anyone who’d listen. Like storing memories in human receptacles. Louis used to write about it, but these days, he doesn’t make such a concerted effort.

He hasn’t got the time, and anyhow, he’s learning that you never really forget the things you want to remember. You never forget the stuff you might like to forget, either, but that just seems like part of the package. He props his elbow up on the door and thinks longingly about the cigarette tucked behind his ear.

He doesn’t want to light up in such a small space with a non-smoker – one of the side effects of being a dad, apparently – and he’ll get to the next press event soon enough. There’s always a green room to sneak off to for a smoke, Louis knows. He reckons he’s probably had a cig or a nap in a solid 25% of all the green rooms in the world, not counting the music festival green rooms that only exist for a few days every year.

Louis taps his fingers against his knee. He’s reaching for the cig above his ear, his mouth open to ask his driver if he minds, when his phone vibrates in his pocket. Louis has to shift around in his seat to dig his phone out of the pocket of his tight jeans, and by the time he’s got it out, it’s stopped vibrating. Louis’s expecting a string of texts from Olly or one of the lads about a match, or a bird, or anything, really.

It’s not. His phone vibrates with another call from Niall. The screen lights up with a picture of him from sometime last year, his hair still unnaturally blond, his face caught in one of those crinkly-eyed smiles.

He looks so young, and Louis catches himself smiling like an absolute idiot at the sight of one of his oldest friends. Then he remembers that Niall looks so young because it really has been ages since that picture, and it’s with the strange vertiginous aftertaste of change lingering in his mouth that Louis answers the phone.

“Lo?”

“Oi oi!” Niall laughs. Louis relaxes immediately. “I didn’t catch you smoking, did I? You know those things will ruin your voice, mate.”

Louis rolls his eyes at Niall’s gentle scolding. The soft spot Louis’s always nurtured for him seems to have grown over the hiatus, or something, Louis doesn’t know. Either way, it leaves him vulnerable to getting choked up at the strangest moments, like now. He thinks about saying, “Not much of a voice to ruin,” and then he knows that Niall’s just said that because he doesn’t think so, and Louis pauses. “No, you didn’t,” Louis finally says. “I’m in a car.”

“Windows up,” Niall guesses.

Louis laughs although it’s summer and a breeze might feel good, and there’s nobody to fight with over the air con with just him and his assistant in the back. She’s so engrossed in her iPad and two phones and laptop that he might as well not be there at all.

“Don’t be creepy,” Louis just says, and Niall laughs again. His laughter – and he’s always laughing, sometimes even when the tension in the room is so thick you couldn’t cut it with a chainsaw – his laughter soothes the frayed edges of Louis’s nerves like warm honey. “Have you got another song for me to hear?” Louis asks.

Niall’s been sending him teasing little snippets like the proper arsehole he is (and Louis knows it’s Niall’s own gentle teasing for the way Louis did “Back to You,” so he’s forced to be a little proud of him, the cheeky bastard), and Louis’s quietly thrilled at the prospect of hearing more. He hums, and then he heaves a breath and he says, “Nah. I rang to rag on you, actually.”

A knot of tension starts building right between Louis’s shoulder blades. “Fuckin’ hell,” he says.

Predictably, Niall asks, “Are you surprised, to be honest?”

“No,” Louis admits crabbily, “but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“I just mean, Dan of all people…” Niall starts. “And what you said – how you said about – ”

“I didn’t lie.” There’s a dangerous thread of righteous indignation in Louis’s voice. He can hear it, and he knows from past arguments that following the instinct to Win At All Costs has only ever lost him more than its gained, but he can’t stop himself. He never could. It’s just that he’s right, damn it. “I don’t lie.”

Niall sighs. It derails Louis for a moment, because he’s expecting an equal push back. He’s expecting the spiels he’s heard from management and that lot for years about managing his image and respecting the fan base. Louis could give them the speech right back, word for word, at this point. But Niall sighs, and Louis realizes Niall agrees. “I ain’t saying you got to lie, Louis.”

“Then what?” Louis lights the cigarette from behind his ear and sucks in a quick, acrid breath.

Niall stays quiet for a moment. Fuck, Louis wishes he could see his face. Finally, he forces a brittle laugh. “Harry’s not gonna like what you said, is all, mate.”

“So?” The question, short as it is, hangs like a challenge.

Patient, precious, lovely Niall says, “Don’t be a dick, Lou,” and hangs up on him.

Louis pulls the phone away from his ear, the cig dangling from his lip. Smoke wafts from the end of the cherry and stings his eyes, and Louis jabs at his screen with the pad of his finger a moment too late. Fuck, he hates being hung up on.

If anybody’s going to hang up on someone else, it better be Louis. He can’t believe it was just Niall who did it. “Little shit,” Louis breathes. He drops his phone into his lap and sinks back against his seat, taking drags off a cigarette he doesn’t really want to smoke anymore. They really will fuck up a voice. Shit.

…

Ofelia, the woman who keeps Niall’s house, opens the door. “Louis!” she exclaims, and promptly pulls him into a warm hug.

“Hi, you gorgeous woman,” Louis says. He lets her hold him out at arm’s length. She runs as critical eye – really, a mother’s eye; Louis remembers enough to know that – over him and clucks her tongue.

“Too skinny,” she says, like always.

“Too beautiful,” Louis says in response. She laughs and pinches his arm and blushes all the same. “Is Niall here?”

“No,” she shakes her head. Still, she takes a step back and ushers him into Niall’s house. “But you’re welcome to come in and wait. He should be back soon.”

“Thank you,” Louis tells her sincerely. Ofelia offers to whip him up one of her trademark omelets, or a grilled cheese, and Louis has half a mind to raid Niall’s fridge and pass out in his bed amidst a bunch of crumbs he knows Niall will meticulously vacuum away after Louis’s gone. “I’m just gonna take a kip on the couch, I think.”

Ofelia takes his hand and gives it a friendly squeeze. “Good boy,” she says, so Louis lies down and shuts his eyes. He falls asleep with Niall’s usual fresh citrus sanitizer and laundry detergent smell in his nose, and when he wakes up, Niall’s stood over him with a plate in his hand.

Louis stretches like a cat and shuts his eyes for a second just for the pleasure of opening them to Niall’s ruddy face again. “Is that for me? What a love.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Niall mutters, the tips of his ears pink. He sets the plate down on the coffee table and shoves at Louis’s legs until Louis sits up to make room for him, and then he pulls Louis into a hug. He smells like himself, and sunscreen and sweat, and Louis fills his lungs up with it. “You look good, man.”

“All this beauty rest I’ve been getting,” Louis jokes. He shakes his head. “I don’t know how you ran the promo circuit for months, mate. I’ve been at it for a few weeks now and it’s like to do my head in.”

Niall leans back while Louis leans forward, inspecting the sandwich Niall’s brought him. It’s turkey and cheese, and Louis lets out a satisfied hum. “I don’t suppose there’s any chance I could convince Ofelia to come live with me,” he speculates.

Ofelia shouts from somewhere in the house, “No, thank you, Louis!” And Louis and Niall both crack up. Louis tears into his sandwich and Niall lets out a sigh and sinks into the sofa, his shoulder rubbing Louis’s. Niall likes to be within arm’s reach if it’s been a while, closer if he can manage it, so Louis throws his ankle over Niall’s on the coffee table.

“Wanker,” Niall murmurs, and Louis huffs. “I didn’t know you were coming back to LA so soon. Did you bring Freddie with you?”

“Nah, he’s at his mum’s.”

“Well, never mind then,” Niall pretends to pull away. “If you’ve not got the baby, I’ve got better things to do. These sandwich-making skills aren’t –”

“Shut the fuck up,” Louis says fondly. He locks his arm around Niall’s and Niall gives up faking. “Get me some crisps to go with this.”

“Get them yourself.”

“Ofelia,” Louis starts, and Niall rolls his eyes and hauls himself off the couch and returns with a packet of salt and vinegar chips, just like Louis wanted. Louis smiles. “You love me,” he tells Niall.

Niall drops down heavily beside him and turns on the golf. “You’re a shit, Tommo,” he says, but he’s smiling.

They both know Louis’s there to finish their last conversation, but it takes them half a day to get around to it. Niall wants Louis to see the new trees he’s had planted, and Louis has a Netflix comedy special he wants Niall to watch, and then they have to break for burgers. They’re sat in Niall’s spare bedroom, which is stuffed wall to wall with guitars and effects pedals and a drum kit and half a dozen Moleskines. It’s not really a spare bedroom; it’s the start of a home recording studio. But Niall’s not come round to that yet, is all.

“I fucking love In n Out,” Louis sighs. He likes his burgers with extra animal sauce and a chocolate shake to go with his fries. Niall knocked back two antacids before they even sent for food delivery.

Niall puts the last of his shake aside and pulls an acoustic guitar into his lap. “Your eating habits, mate,” he shakes his head.

Louis rolls onto his back and looks up at the clean white ceiling. Outside, the sun is beginning to set over the Hollywood Hills. The light that seeps in through the wooden window blinds is a soft shade of blue, and the rug is soft beneath Louis’s back. “I didn’t lie,” he says. He’s hardly thinking when he speaks.

Niall keeps on plucking guitar strings. He’s playing some desultory, unfamiliar melody, and Louis makes a mental note to ask him what new song that is later. “No,” he says. “You were totally honest.”

Bristling, Louis says, “We can’t all say nothing, or not talk about shit,” he says. “It’s like my lyrics, mate – I just want to be, like, real.” Real, and successful on his own. No, not on his own - as himself. Unspoken, his private fear: that he’s the only one who ever needed the band.

“You and me,” Niall starts, and it’s that phrase – you and me – that draws Louis up short. You and me, he hears, like it’s a call to arms. Whether it’s the streets of Donny or the footie pitch or a recording studio, Louis’s ready to go. All in, every time. He can’t help it. Niall lifts a shoulder. “We both know you couldn’t be anythin’ else,” Niall says. He lifts his eyes and quite suddenly, Louis feels utterly transparent. It scares him to the bone.

Louis licks his lips and feels a wave of genuine, actual fear wash over him; he poured his heart into that album and soon it’ll be out for absolutely anyone to hear and now he hasn’t even got his mum to fight in his corner and holy shit, what if people don’t even fucking like it? Louis teeters on the precipice of panic.

Suddenly, Louis laughs. “Hell with it,” he says. Niall cocks his head. “Hell with Harry,” Louis adds. His heart feels less like it’s slowly being crushed in an all-consuming vice of grief and fear. A little wildly, Louis goes on, “Fuckin’ winner, he is, isn’t he?” Louis shakes his head. He closes his eyes, but he can still feel Niall’s translucent eyes on the side of his face. It feels good, and it’s scary; it’s always felt good, but it wasn’t always scary. Louis just knows Niall better now. Niall knows Louis better, too. “A bunch of losers and misfits and underdogs, weren’t we?”

Niall’s started smiling. “And Harry,” he adds, eyes bright.

“And Harry,” Louis agrees.

...

The “Back to You” music video brings Louis back to good ‘ol Donny with a whole crew of cameramen, makeup artists, sound engineers, hair stylists, the whole lot. It feels a bit like throwing a wedding in his own home, not that he’s had the chance to do that yet, and the circus of making the video eases some of the suffocating grief he feels when he thinks about his mum.

Maybe it’s because he’s a dad now, or because it’s been so long since he’s last come home, or because the rest of Louis’s life has finally caught up to the sleepy village he was dying to get out of, but he’s never felt further from the familiar chips-and-gravy comfort of Donny. When he thinks about himself, he still thinks of a bloke off the park footie pitch, grass stains on his knees and a hastily discarded uniform shirt wrinkling in the bottom of his bag. He thinks of a bloke who’d call his mum every single day, who never missed one of his sister’s recitals, who fell in love at the drop of a hat and stayed there.

He is, and he isn’t. He’s not that bloke off the street, Louis realizes. He got luckier than that. Turns out, you can go home again, you just won’t want to stay.

Louis tucks Bebe under his arm and sings along to his own song under the camera’s penetrating gaze. He thinks about writing lyrics that are real and honest and Niall putting out the most heartbroken record he’s maybe ever heard and Harry wandering from one thing to the next. He thinks about Liam and the life he always wanted. Mostly he thinks about how nobody ever changes, they just get older.

The director calls, “Cut!” and one of the lighting blokes scurries round to adjust one of the big reflecting screens. “We’ll lose the light soon,” Bebe comments idly, meaning they’ll have to finish this bit tomorrow and then shoot some more footage for the video.

“Eh, reckon it’ll be alright,” Louis says firmly. “We’ll sort it.” He sounds like a dad to his own ears. Like a proper adult.

It sounds good.

#this has been sitting in my drafts so long i forgot about it a;dlkfjslkfdj so #fic #nouis are brothers man :'/

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bottomlouisficfest · 4 years ago

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We hope you’ve enjoyed the third week of fics from the Bottom Louis Fic Fest! Every weekend, we’re compiling all of the fics from that week into one roundup post so they’re easy to find for anyone looking to catch up on fics they missed. Enjoy these amazing fics and give them the love they deserve!

Across the Grey, Salty Sea

A fic by thecheshirepussycat on AO3 | @the-cheshire-pussy-cat on Tumblr | Bee_With_Mee on Twitter

19k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

Prompt 212: Alex from Dunkirk and French escort/prostitute Louis who ends up in Alex’s quarters more nights than not. Alex gives him his dog tag to wear maybe just a lot of smut and dirty talk with Louis being a pretty princess.

When Our Worlds They Fall Apart

A fic by edensrose on AO3 | @holdingthornsandroses on Tumblr | thetrashpigeon on Twitter

42k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

Harry put his hand over his heart as if Louis had wounded him. “You’re so harsh, my liege! Perhaps you need to relieve some tension…” He let his voice trail off suggestively.

“The day I ask YOU to relieve tension is the day I lose all my wits and join the Imperials,” Louis said. “It will never happen.”

Written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest 2020- Prompt 325: Star Wars AU with Harry as Han Solo and Louis as Leia.

Thank you, five.

A fic by nouies on AO3 | @nouies on Tumblr | _nouies on Twitter

5k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

“Harry?” He says as soon as he recognises the other man.

“Louis? Wh-what are you doing here?” Harry asks with a frown.

“Well, I’m here for rehearsal,” Louis announces with a proud smile.

There’s a flash of confusion on Harry’s face. “What do you mean rehearsal? I got the part, you didn’t.”

Prompt 195: Hamilton AU

Know I Think You're Awesome, Right?

A fic by princesshalo on AO3 | @princesshalo on Tumblr | tpwkorra on Twitter

60k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

“Well, that’s not very Treat People With Kindness of you.”

“Neither is approaching someone with the sole intent of criticizing a cause they’re clearly passionate about, given the amount of time they’ve dedicated to advocating for it,” Louis snaps.

“Sure, but I’m not the one with the button,” Harry shrugs.

“So, is there actually something I can help you with, or did you just come to push me into pepper spraying you as well?” Louis is quickly growing impatient. Hell, he was impatient the moment that Harry made his grand entrance on campus yesterday.

“I’m just trying to assess the environment here,” Harry says, “Because if this is all you’ve got to offer trans people who just want to be able to use the bathroom in peace like the rest of us, then I’m not sure I fit in.”

“Allow me to save you the trouble, then: you don’t.”

Based on the prompt: a college AU where Louis is a hippie, very good vibes activist and Harry is a punk, anarchist that always gets involved in violent protests.

show you the stars in daylight

A fic by bruisedhoney on AO3 | @yvesaintlourent on Tumblr | bruisedhoney on Twitter

13k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

Louis laughed, the sound loud and borderline obnoxious. Harry winced. “Are you kidding, Haz? I wouldn’t even look twice at someone that couldn’t pick me up.”

And, well. That was new information to Harry. It’s not like Louis had ever mentioned to him that he was his type in any way, shape, or form. Harry shifted closer into the space between Louis’s legs, even more intrigued than before. “Why not?” he asked curiously, all pink lips and big curls. Louis smiled.

“Tiny, innocent, little Harold. Need someone that can pick me up, don’t I? I like being tossed around a little. You know, pinned down and made to take it. Lifted up like I’m nothing,” Louis said it all with a confident smile, his sharp little teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he locked eyes with the jock across the kitchen. “Think he might come over here. Move over. I don’t want him to think we’re together.”

Or, the one where Louis has a type and at sixteen and scrawy, it's definitely not his best friend's little brother Harry...ten years later, he changes his mind.

Freeway of Love (In a Pink Cadillac)

A fic by MsHydeStylinson on AO3 | @mizzhydes on Tumblr | MsHydeStylinson on Twitter

33k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

“Did you like them?” Louis asked in a seductive tone, propping his elbow against the armrest, chin resting against his fingers.

“I’m not going to answer that,” Harry informed, lips pressed in a hard line.

“I don’t think you have to,” Louis smirked nodding slightly towards his telltale bulge and watched as Harry reddened from his neck to his forehead in a flash.

”Please, I beg you to put that phone away,” Harry pleaded with a suffering expression plastered on his face.

“Please…” Harry whined.

Or,

Louis was on his way to Miami to visit an old friend. Harry was going there for a little R&R and take in the sights and sounds. A sudden upgrade in seating brought these polar opposites together. The universe works in mysterious ways and they are unknowingly about to embark on an adventure they will surely remember for a lifetime.

Prompt 107: Sugar daddy AU inspired by this tweet: “going to sit next to the richest looking middle aged man on my flight and scroll through my nudes for three hours straight” with rich daddy Harry and bratty baby Louis.

Won't Keep You My (Dirty Little) Secret

A fic by lovelykits on AO3 | @lovelykits on Tumblr

16k | Mature | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

“I got asked out today,” Louis comments.

“Okay,” Harry shifts.

“Did you hear me? I said I got asked out.”

"You always get asked out.”

“Yeah well this time they didn’t believe I had a boyfriend!”

Or Louis and Harry have been together since the end of last year and somehow no one knows about it.

A Place With Skeletons

A fic by whoknows on AO3 | @crazyupsetter on Tumblr

50k | Explicit | Louis/Harry | Tumblr post | Twitter post

“I would choose anyone other than you,” Louis says, picking up his train of thought again. He feels a lot more cornered and defensive when they’re in Harry’s house, for some reason. It doesn’t really make sense, considering that this time, Louis was the one who couldn’t hack it any longer. He broke first. There’s something about being in Harry’s space, though, the green and earthy feeling of it. It should feel like open space with all the plants, but Louis has never felt more claustrophobic than he does when he’s here.

Harry’s chest moves against his back, a sharp intake of air. Before he can open his mouth to defend himself, Louis keeps going, “If I had a choice in any of this, I would have been saved by that elderly security guard over you. I wouldn’t mind having to have the occasional cuddle with her.”

View the other roundup posts here:

Week #1 Fic Roundup

Week #2 Fic Roundup

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falsegoodnight · 4 years ago

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part one of my december fic rec! this list encompasses the fics i’ve read from the 1st to the 15th so half of this month! (mostly just the first week and a half though because FINALS!)

there’s still twenty fics/ficlets on here though which is insane so that’s why i’m splitting my monthly recs into two lists again!

you can find part two here

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✰ (have yourself a) Merry little Christmas by @defencelesst | G | 1k (so so so soft and sweet and perfect!! lottie’s stories always warm my heart!)

There's a saying in Korean culture about how watching the first snow of the year with someone means you're destined to stay together for a long time.

✰ Still by @allwaswell16 | NR | 2k (a timestamp for this series) (so sweet and heartwarming! the PERFECT end to the series!)

Louis has settled into his life in Colorado with Harry, their horses, and of course, Lacey the goat. And now the day has arrived to finally marry the man who makes this place feel like home.

✰ sugary sweet by @soldouthaz | E | 4k (drabble from this series) (hot, hot, hot! did i mention, hot?)

From the corner of his eye he can see every movement. The fire makes Louis’ skin even more golden than usual, the peaks of his nipples dark pink in pale contrast. His chest is already beginning to rise and fall quicker where a blush has bloomed up near his throat from his excitement. His arm is raised, shaking lightly as he holds up the icing can, his mouth parted as he pants softly.

Louis looks ethereal, and Harry’s having a more difficult time than he thought not being able to touch him.

✰ Thank you, five by @nouies | E | 6k (technically a reread) (so so cute and lovely and hot!!!)

“Harry?” He says as soon as he recognises the other man.

“Louis? Wh-what are you doing here?” Harry asks with a frown.

“Well, I’m here for rehearsal,” Louis announces with a proud smile.

There’s a flash of confusion on Harry’s face. “What do you mean rehearsal? I got the part, you didn’t.”

✰ can you keep me close, can you love me most? by @soldouthaz | G | 6k (a drabble from this series) (made me CRY!! love this world and these characters so so much!!!)

“I’m so sorry, Harry. This was supposed to be our night and we were going to eat and then walk around the city and-”

“Lou, it’s alright,” Harry says, “seriously. We can always make another reservation. Don’t worry about it, love.”

“I know, just -” Louis cuts himself off with a sigh.

He knows they can reschedule. It’s not so much that he cares about the reservation, really, or any of the food. His students are so important to him and he’d always drop anything to help them, except that he sort of - well, Louis sort of thought Harry would propose tonight.

✰ singing your praises by @loubellies | E | 6k (really hot and sexy but also cute!)

Prompt 86: Louis rides Harry while wearing his packer’s jersey/sweater and gets his ass ate.

✰ You’ll wait for me only by @tired-eyes-lou | T | 9k (love accidental bonding fics! cute!)

Harry nips at the bondmark on Louis’ neck, Louis’ hands go to his hips, grounding him. He allows himself this, knowing that his Omega needs it too. Harry pulls back, “Go on a date with me.” He rushes out, looking at Louis’ eyes.

Louis laughs and shakes his head. “No, Louis, I’m serious. We’ve bonded for life anyway, might as well try.” Louis looks at him, “You’ve been thinking about this a lot.” Louis points out, Harry nods. “Okay.” Louis says and walks out leaving Harry. “Okay what?!”

✰ Pretty and Pink by @larryinpantiess | E | 13k (cute and lovely! love trucker harry!)

Harry never lets anyone come on the road with him.

Then, a cute hitchhiker, Louis comes around.

✰ show you the stars in the daylight by @yvesaintlourent | E | 13k (AMAZING INCREDIBLE PERFECT! i love childhood best friends and also !! miscommunication !! idiots in love !!)

Louis has a type and at sixteen and scrawny, it's definitely not his best friend's little brother Harry...ten years later, he changes his mind.

✰ silver linings by @millsxwriting | T | 14k (so cute and sweet :’) as a big fan of emails, this made my heart happy)

As Louis starts his freshman year of college out of state, Harry finishes his last year of high school back home. The distance between California and Arizona has both of them gripping onto everything they can to make their relationship work.

✰ Won’t Keep You My (Dirty Little) Secret by @lovelykits | M | 16k (wow wow wow i adored this!!! louis and harry were both so lovely!)

Louis and Harry have been together since the end of last year and somehow no one knows about it.

✰ The Boy with the Tin Chest and the Glass Heart by @louloubabys1992 | M | 18k (amazing concept and so cute!! love the inclusion of fairy tales in this one too!)

Alpha Harry Styles, world-renowned author of fairy-tales, is being persuaded by the Beta, Liam Payne, to hire a new illustrator. Since Harry’s own illustrations are too graphic for what is supposed to be children’s stories, Liam feels the need is dire. Omega Louis does not agree with Liam since he believes that Harry’s stories are fine just the way they are. Of course this has nothing to do with Louis being totally biased or totally head over heels for Harry. It certainly has nothing to do with being jealous of the mysterious omega illustrator Liam has in mind to team Harry up with.

Seriously, it has nothing to do with that at all. Nothing, absolutely nothing, zilch, nada.

Yeah...

✰ Across the Grey, Salty Sea by @the-cheshire-pussy-cat | E | 20k (incredible!!! the ending made me so emotional ahh)

✰ blue songs are like tattoos by @loubellies | E | 31k (berkeley chant!! but so so cute and amazing! loved the playlist that went with it too!)

“Good morning, University of California, you’re listening to KALX 90.7 FM Berkeley, this is DJ Harry Styles. If the owner of the tapes I’ve been finding around the studio doesn’t come forward and introduce himself, I’m going to continue tossing them straight in the trash!”

✰ Freeway of Love (In a Pink Cadillac) by @mizzhydes | E | 33k (the plot twist took me off guard but wow!)

✰ Cold As Ice And Everything Nice by @harriblou | M | 41k (this was so sweet and amazing and tender <333 loved it!)

Louis is a professional ice-skater and he meets Harry, who offers to clean the ice for him.

✰ When Our Worlds They Fall Apart by @holdingthornsandroses | E | 42k (louis as leia??? harry as han solo??? amazing perfect incredible! made my heart happy!)

Harry put his hand over his heart as if Louis had wounded him. “You’re so harsh, my liege! Perhaps you need to relieve some tension…” He let his voice trail off suggestively.

“The day I ask YOU to relieve tension is the day I lose all my wits and join the Imperials,” Louis said. “It will never happen.”

✰ A Place With Skeletons by @crazyupsetter | E | 51k (yet another masterpiece from this author. continues to blow me away <3 that one line (you know if you know) still sticks with me today)

✰ through the wheatfields and the coastlines by @thepolourryexpress | E | 53k (ni was right. i definitely fell in love with cowboy harry but i’m not complaining! this fic had it all and i’ll definitely be rereading this in the future - so so amazing!)

Louis needs inspiration, and a certain cowboy and his lamb are the perfect distraction.

✰ Know I Think You’re Awesome, Right? by @princesshalo | E | 60k (amazing amazing amazing! loved the conflict between louis and harry and their dynamic!)

A college AU where Louis is a hippie, very good vibes activist and Harry is a punk, anarchist that always gets involved in violent protests.

If you read any of these lovely fics, remember to leave kudos and comment to show your appreciation!

*if i made any errors, please let me know :)

enjoy!

#my fic recs #fic recs #2020 recs #december 2020 recs #december recs

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missytearex · 5 years ago

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I can’t believe the first month of 2020 is nearly over. Time flies when you’re reading good fic I guess. Here’s this month’s list. Under 10k fics are under the cut. Remember to leave kudos and comments. 💕

After Dark, After Light by @becomeawendybird --- [fic post]

larry | 71k | explicit

Harry Styles is the laird of Clan Edwards who is just trying to keep his clan afloat when they get word that the Mackenzies have been cutting a swath through the Midlands and beyond, and their sights are set on the northern Highlands next. In an attempt to garner extra protection for his clan, Harry sets out to mend his father's past wrongs and ally with their neighbors to the west, Clan Sutherland.

Louis Tomlinson is the mysterious commander of the Sutherland army sent back with Harry on orders from his laird to help shore up Clan Edwards' defenses. As the winter draws nearer by the day, the two are thrown together to prepare for the invasion that they expect as soon as the ground thaws.

If You're Out There (I'll Find You Somehow) by @jacaranda-bloom --- [fic post]

larry | 55k | explicit

Harry looks so intensely into Louis’ eyes it’s as though he’s reaching in and touching his very soul. “I never thought… I never… I’ve been searching for so long, Louis, but I never gave up. I couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop trying,” Harry says, bottom lip trembling as he strokes the backs of Louis’ knuckles. “I just knew that if you were out there, I’d find you somehow.”

OR the story of how one man’s love changed the world.

Listen To Your Heart by @chloehl10 --- [fic post]

larry | 35k | explicit

Louis has always been comfortable being Harry’s one and only. When Harry starts to branch out, Louis has a hard time letting him go.

Harry is very lucky to have someone who listens to what he has to say, despite the fact that he’s deaf. He’s finally feeling like he’s coming into himself, but Louis seems bothered by his newfound confidence.

Sisterwives by @jaerie --- [fic post]

larry | 32k | explicit

This was it, the moment Louis had been waiting for his entire life. Giddy excitement bubbled up as he held hands and stared up at his soon-to-be alpha and husband and grinned. The ceremony was small and simple, but Louis didn’t mind. Fresh flowers pinned into his hair and a brand new outfit was all he needed to feel special in front of their few witnesses. It was just some members of his family and a few of the church elders in attendance as was customary for any marriage beyond the first wife within the faith.

First wives were the ones to have elaborate weddings with the whole community involved. An alpha’s first wedding was a celebration of an their coming of age, his first steps into fulfilling God’s prophecy. There were many glories for an omega that came with being a first wife but also many responsibilities. Louis had never aspired to be a first wife or even a second. He wasn’t experienced enough to be the leader of an alpha’s many wives and children and he didn’t think he’d be up to the task.

Louis was just fine in the position he was stepping into as the seventh.

Or Louis thinks he's getting everything he's ever dreamed of. Harry helps him find what makes him truly happy.

From the Start by @allwaswell16 --- [fic post]

larry | 32k | explicit

Louis has no idea that one act of kindness will cause his life to spiral out of control. But that's what happens when his new friend fake proposes to him and a video of it goes viral.

Access Economics by @bitter-leaf --- [fic post]

nouis | 25k | explicit

When Louis moves to a new city for a new job with a big economics firm, he’s charmed by Niall, his colleague and new housemate. However, when things turn physical and feelings get involved, they find themselves in a risky game of supply and demand.

But Now Together, We're Alone by @becomeawendybird --- [fic post]

larry | 22k | mature

It's a stroke of good luck when Harry Styles, a man who grew up on the small island of Martinique, is offered the position of tutor to the Dauphin and his sister.

When he arrives at the palace, he is dragged into a world of opulence, courtiers, whispers in the shadows, and illicit affairs. But he is also introduced to the king, the most intriguing man he's ever met.

Caught By the Sun by @metal-eye

larry | 19k | mature

Harry and Louis meet every summer at the lake.

Can't Forget You by @writsgrimmyblog --- [fic post]

tomlinshaw | 13k | explicit

Nick wakes up in hospital and discovers he's lost several years of memories, including getting together—and breaking up—with Louis Tomlinson, the owner of the local café that Nick's being trying to pull for ages.

As he tries to work out what went wrong, Nick falls in love with Louis all over again.

Just Want To Be Loved By You by @londonfoginacup --- [fic post]

larry | 11k | teen and up

Harry loves Liam like a brother. Liam loves Zayn. Zayn comes with Louis. Louis doesn't trust anyone, and Harry is terrified of hybrids.

Weekend Rockstars by @clumsykisses --- [fic post]

tomlinshaw | 10k | teen and up

Told backwards in time, we see Nick and Louis get married after going through a difficult time, then we see Louis serving time for dealing cocaine, and finally we see how the two met. So it's an angst sandwich.

Strangers In The Night by @kingsofeverything --- [fic post]

larry | 9k | explicit

Louis never thought he’d meet his soulmate. Harry never thought he’d meet a vampire.

To Fall Down At Your Door by @magicalrocketships --- [fic post]

tomlinshaw | 9k | teen and up

Nick has failed to pay attention in any of the meetings leading up to him filming a documentary in the Scottish Highlands, mostly because he's just been dumped and he's in the middle of some very important wallowing. This does not entirely explain what Louis Tomlinson is doing there filming in the Highlands with him, and it absolutely does not explain why the world's press seems to think that they've just got married without telling anyone.

He's fairly certain none of this is actually his fault, but it doesn't change the fact that everything has suddenly got a little bit weird.

if we can make it through december by @march-z5 --- [fic post]

larry | 9k | explicit

Louis runs into his ex at a holiday party, who talks loudly about Louis being single to embarrass him. Harry saves the day by kissing Louis’s cheek and pretending to be his significant other even though Louis has never met him before... has he?

Meet Me Underneath The Mistletoe by @evilovesyou --- [fic post]

larry | 8k | general audiences

Louis flies out to Chicago for business just before Christmas... His flight home is cancelled because of a snow storm and he ends up going to his colleague Niall's Christmas party where he meets the most gorgeous man he's ever seen. And if they end up under the mistletoe within less than an hour then that's nobody's business but theirs.

We're Driving in Your Fast Car by @sadaveniren --- [fic post]

larry | 6k | explicit

Louis and Harry are car thieves about to pull off a million dollar job

lettuce be together by @zarrycats --- [fic post]

ziall | 5k | teen and up

“Do you go because you like the food or because of the sandwich boy?” Harry asks, grinning at Zayn like he already knows the answer.

Zayn takes a bite of his sandwich to avoid answering. He does enjoy the food. He’s always been impartial to sandwiches but they’re growing on him a bit. Subway might not be the moan-inducing establishment that Trevor made it out to be, but it’s good. And Niall working there and being cute and pretty and nice is simply the cherry on top of everything else.

Maybe Zayn does have a crush on him, a little bit, but it’s harmless. It’s not like Zayn’s going to dive across the counter and beg Niall to take him right there next to the shredded lettuce, so what does it matter?

We Had a Good Thing (Going) by @phd-mama --- [fic post]

larry | 4k | teen and up

Sometimes things fall apart.

Sure Feels Good To Love Someone by @loveislarryislove --- [fic post]

larry | 4k | general audiences

“You thinkin’ of adopting today?”

Louis shakes his head. “No, not today I’m afraid,” he says. “We’ve always said we wouldn’t get a dog until-”

He stops, suddenly, clarity hitting him like ice water to the face. They’ve been together for nearly four years now, living together for two. Why shouldn’t “until” become “now”?

“Until?”

Louis shakes his head, looking down at the puppy in his lap. It seems to have curled itself even tighter, but one dark eye is peering up at Louis, soft and warm. His heart pounds.

“Until now, apparently,” he says.

Niall’s face breaks into a wide grin. “Good choice,” he says. “You’re picking the white one, I presume?”

Louis smiles down at the bundle of fur in his lap. “He’s picked me, mostly,” he says. “But I suppose it’s mutual.”

Thank You (To the One Who Let Him Get Away) by @fallinglikethis --- [fic post]

larry | 3k | not rated

Louis' soulmark says "Will You Marry Me?". In all scenarios where Louis has imagined hearing those words, he never could have dreamed it would go like this.

your eyes are like starlight now by @farfromthstars --- [fic post]

ziall | 2k | not rated

drunk friends, a forced christmas duet and one touch is all it takes.

Angel in the Snow by @warpedtourniall --- [fic post]

ziall | 1k | teen and up

For a big city, New York is a small town.

The Stupid Striptease One by @jiksax

gryles | 1k | mature

Harry takes his clothes off and accidentally says the wrong thing.

#fic rec #my recs #my lists #january 2020 #28th appreciation

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ourheroictommo · 6 years ago

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Louis be like: Niall is the best lad!!! Amazing guy. Love that man! Went to his show and he did amazing !!!! Louis:*literally kissed Liam on stage (no photoshop needed) and "accidentally" sat on his face on stage; support each other music and personal lives, have a real brother relationship. Louis on Harry:I respect him LMAO BUT HE'S SOOOOOOOOOOOOO IN LOOOOOVEEEEE WITH HIM YEAH?!! GHDUIDLJ !

Like who even needs larry when nouis and lilo are right there thriving and giving us content in the year 2019???

I love being an ot3 stan - I never lose!

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icarusinterlude · 6 years ago

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Ok, ok, I need someone to write me first meeting au, ziam style.

So, Liam goes with his parents on vacation, maybe to one of his sisters, two or three weeks before he starts uni, yeah? And there is a fair downtown and his parents make him go with, idk, Ruth’s neighbour’s kid, Niall. He’s all blue eyes, laughter and easiness, he reminds him so much of Harry (who’s slowly dying from boredom back at home, Liam is sure) and he can’t help but be endeared with him. It’s easy to talk to Niall, so they get to know each other a little bit; Liam tells him about his dog, about Harry and his stack of DC comics (”You should meet me mate, Zayn, he’s nerd like you.”) and Niall tells him about his brother, his best mates, Louis and Zayn (”We’ll meet with Tommo, I hope you don’t mind, he’s a nice lad, can be an arse, but it’s part of his charm.”) and so on and on. They do meet with Louis and his four younger siblings and at first Liam is afraid Louis will not like him. There is a mischievous smile on his pretty face and his eyes are sparkling, like he’s ready to tease Liam for his batman phonecase for the rest of the night (but he does it only for, like, five minutes and he ends it with “Man, pity Zee isn’t here, he would probably charm your pants and steal your phonecase with just batting his eyelashes at you.”). They go there and there, buy some candies and Liam grabs souvenir for Harry, sends him some selfies with both Niall and Louis. They laugh and enjoy the night until they have to part their ways. Liam is sad because he really enjoyed his time with them and he hopes they didn’t get bored with him. (THEY DIDN’T!!) They make plans for tomorrow, etc, etc.

Fast forward to last day of Liam’s staying, the fair is still in full swing and Niall tells him this Zayn came home last night, so he’ll finally meet him. Liam is nervous, he heard so much about Zayn, he got a crush on THIS BOY HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW!!

Oh, Zee also have one of those, Louis had said the other day when Liam showed up with red Capetan America shirt.

You like Usher? Man, Zee’s gonna flip.

Zayn also likes to draw!

Zayn’s sisters are like that, too,

Zayn wants to study English lit

and Liam, you poor naive child, I can’t wait for you to meet Zayn.

Anyway, he meets Niall in front of Ruth’s house and they meet with Louis on the fair, but there is no sign of this Zayn Liam heard so much about. (”He’s running late, that prick, what a surprise,” Niall tells him and Liam notices the fondness in his voice. CUTEE!) After 20 minutes or so, Liam really really has to pee, so he leaves Nouis to order something to eat while he goes to the bathroom. He’s on his way back when a small body stumbles into him. He catches them before they hit the floor and then

“Safaa! I told you not to run!” a voice shouts and little girl in his arms rolls her eyes, making Liam smirk.

“Older siblings, right?” the kid says and Liam lets out a laugh, his cheeks pushing up.

“Yeah, me sisters are the same, but,” he looks from her to the guy that just stopped in front of them and Liam...

Well.. Liam is speechless, striked with lightning, his soul left his body or whatever because there is this, this fucking beautiful boy, sharp cheekbones, big eyes, his fucking eyelashes, his mouth.. god his mouth.

Liam blinks.

The stranger blinks back.

Liam blinks again just to be sure it’s not his imagination playing games with him.

The stranger looks him up and down, smirks when he sees Liam’s rosy cheeks and says “Safaa, go to baba and please don’t run.”

Safaa rolls her eyes again, says bye and leaves them.

Leaves Liam.

And Hot Stranger.

Alone.

Together.

??????????????????????????????????????????????????/

His voice, damn, his voice!!!!!!!!!!!!!

While Liam is having inner crisis about Hot Stranger’s, well, everything, Hot Stranger comes closer with Hello passing his lips and smile ready to end Liam’s life.

He’s pretty sure Hot Stranger is out to get him.

Somehow, Liam starts to function again and he smiles shyly back at Hot Stranger, eyes cast downside when they meet with Hot Stranger’s one too many times.

He got this, really. Chill. He’s chill, cold as ice. Stone cold. Cold.

“You look lost,” Hot Stranger says.

“I, umm, I think I am, actually. I’m trying to find my friends, well, sort of friends, we’ve known each others for, like 5 days, but I think we’re friends,” Liam rambles not noticing Hot Stranger’s soft smile like he’s endeared with nervous boy in front of him. “And I think I passed this photo boot, like, 4 times? And I don’t have me phone on me, but I swear I didn’t go far. I feel like a kid, Jesus.”

Kind, beautiful Hot Stranger offers him help in finding his friends and adds “I’m already late with meeting my friends, they won’t mind me helpin’ a stranger out, especially a cute one like yourself,” with a wink. A wink.

Liam just got called cute by Hot Stranger and he’s blushing again, a nervous hand scratching his neck.

“I’m Zayn,” Hot Stranger sticks his hand out for handshake and there are tattoos, God damn it.

“Liam,” Liam takes Hot Stranger’s, Zayn’s hand in his and sha-

Zayn.

“Zayn? I know a Zayn!” Liam smiles, happy that he finally got back his ability to speak.

“A Zayn?” Zayn smirks at him, their hands still locked. “You must be Leeyum then, heard a lot about you,” and he blinks slowly, so, so slowly, Liam swears he’s in movie scene right now.

And the way he says his name, Zayn will be the death of him.

Long story short, Liam doesn’t stop blushing, Zayn doesn’t stop teasing. When they finally find Niall and Louis, Liam feels like Zayn has been in his life forever. He never clicked with anyone like that, in instant, with just a look exchanged between them.

They talk and laugh and Liam is pretty sure Zayn is flirting with him, throwing cute and beautiful every now and then, so Liam flirts right back (if that can be called flirting). Nouis are already sick of them, they mock Liam’s red stained cheeks and Zayn’s smug face when Liam forgets his words because Zayn is so, so close.

Hours pass and Liam’s legs are tired, but there’s big grin on his face, Zayn’s jacket over his shoulders and occasionally brush of their fingers.

Suddenly, Liam’s pushed into photo boot, Zayn right next to him and the space between them is barely existing; they’re pressed side to side, their thighs touching, shoulders brushing and Zayn’s smiling at him, softly, like Liam is something to admire to.

And then.. well, you know, they take a picture, a polaroid if you will.

And then, you know, they kiss, and later they dance and exchange gently looks, soft touches and kind words.

And Zayn writes his name on the behind of picture.

And Liam puts the picture in the wallet, to keep it safe.

And years later, he finds himself tracing old picture, nearly faded, but bright smiles and eyes without any wrinkles looking back at him still visible.

Feelings from that night still burning, only stronger and, well, wilder now.

And Zayn is still right next to him, you know?

Like proper soulmates and all that.

I need like 10k slow burn fic about them meeting and finding each other again. At same uni? In some bookshop? Did they exchange numbers? LD relationship? Coffee Shop au?

Give me everything.

#mara talks shit #ziam fic rec #ziam promo #i guess #zayn malik #liam payne #ziam #ziamfanfiction #fic idea

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