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The Wild Night to Memory Loss to Soul Mates Pipeline
“What the fuck are you on—holy shit,” Louis gasps, looking down at his own hand to see a white gold band wrapped his left ring finger. “Wh-what is going on?” “Sure is a conundrum,” the man muses, realization flashing in his green eyes. “I-I’m not married, I can’t be married,” Louis mumbles to himself, staring wide-eyed at the ring, heart racing a mile a minute. AKA: Harry and Louis get drunkenly married in Las Vegas, as one does.
Prompt 127: A fic based on the movie “What Happens in Vegas.” for @bottomlouisficfest
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boosbabycakes28 · 7 months
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Love Me If You Dare
Parings: Harry/Louis
Rating: childhood friends to lovers, explicit
Length: 54k
Written : for the @bottomlouisficfest
Summary:
Harry and Louis’ friendship starts with a game, after a simple dare. The two little boys quickly become the best of friends and referees of their own game.
Unfortunately, as they grow up, they sometimes become the victims of it too.
With them, everything is possible. They are capable of daring each other to do anything.
But will they dare confess their feelings for each other?
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meloummy · 5 months
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Your name is tattooed to the bottom of my heart 🍑✒️
archiveofourown.org/works/50444731
Written for the @bottomlouisficfest
Moodboard by: @loukitti (twitter)
—♡
Prompt 114: a PWP where Louis gets an arse tattoo with Harry’s name for his birthday.
Or where Harry likes to mark what is his and receives a very special surprise fulfilling one of his fetishes; to see Louis marked for life with something related to him and in one of his favourite places.
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nouies · 6 months
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— could start a cult —  
written by nouies for @bottomlouisficfest harry/louis | explicit | 8.7k
He lowers down the top that Louis is wearing, successfully unclasping his nursing bra as well, letting Louis’ tits bounce at the sudden movement. Harry massages both breasts to stimulate the milk flow, and he can feel his cock hardening inside his pants. or...Harry can’t get enough of Louis’ breast milk.
🏷️ breastfeeding a/b/o au, established relationship, fbi agent harry, psychologist louis, mentions of crimes, happy ending
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darling-28 · 7 months
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Tainted Love 🩵
by Darling28 written for the @bottomlouisficfest
39k | mature | exes to lovers
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Broken awards, cut-up blouses, childish pranks and lots of nastiness. All this is apparently all that remains of Louis and Harry after a sudden break-up and they walk a fine line between love, revenge and jealousy.
Will the two find their way back to each other or are they both too hurt?
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tempolarriefix · 7 months
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it was all by design ('cause i'm a mastermind)
Pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Warnings: Rated mature Words: 21.9k Summary: “You can’t be serious. You think I would be so awful to work for - you would rather quit?” “Don’t be all high and mighty about it,” Harry scoffs. “Surely you would do the same.” “I’m not being high and mighty. It’s called being professional.” “Really?” Harry pushes. “You’d work diligently under me with no complaints? You’d do whatever I asked of you?” “That would be my job, so yeah.” Harry shakes his head. “I’d work you so fucking hard,” he says slowly, “that you’d have to quit.”
Or, the childhood friends to strangers to coworkers to enemies to lovers fic that you never knew you needed.
Written for the @bottomlouisficfest for the combined prompts of a Hating Game AU and a Mastermind AU.
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camellia-lily · 1 year
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❤️‍🔥once burnt, twice shy
50k | explicit | fic playlist
written for @bottomlouisficfest 🍑
Prompt 178: “I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder as you compliment me on my muscles” AU.
Louis and Harry are polar opposites in every way. Where Louis is a bestselling author from the city, Harry is a small-town firefighter who's never left his home. Where Louis is spontaneous and spirited, Harry is introverted and calm, never straying from routine. When an ill-fated accident and an exceptionally intelligent tabby bring them together, they are forced to confront their pasts and forge a better beginning for themselves.
Will sparks fly, or will it all go up in flames?
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princelouisau · 1 year
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borrow the moonlight
38k | larry | exes to lovers | explicit
The door opens, swinging inward and being stopped in its tracks by a firm hand before it hits the wall. Louis looks up, smile plastered on, ready to greet the man who can’t, as an adult, tie his own bloody tie.
The smile falls.
As does Louis’ stomach, hurtling towards the floor like a poorly-made fairground ride.
No. No. Absolutely fucking not.
If there’s one bright side to this, it’s that Harry looks as shocked as he does, standing frozen in the doorway like he just opened the door to the ghost of fucking Christmas past.
or, Louis and Harry broke up three years ago. The last thing Louis expects to see when he’s sent to help a guest is Harry, 3000 miles away from where he’s supposed to be.
prompt 298 for the @bottomlouisficfest
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cuddlerlouis · 1 year
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crave for more of you
Explicit|35k
“Look, I’ll propose. I’ll do all the talking,” Harry says. “You’ll just have to look pretty and say yes at one point. That’s all. If that works, we get dinner for free, if it doesn’t work, we go for dinner on me.”
“Where do you get a ring?”
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Harry smirks.
Fake proposing to your best friend to get free food at restaurants seems like a perfect game. What could possibly go wrong?
Written for the @bottomlouisficfest
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alltheselights · 1 year
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The Games We Play
Pairing: Louis/Harry Rating: Explicit Word Count: 23k Summary: Louis’ spent eight years in this business and it’s cost him more than he can say. His love life, friendships, family relationships, optimism, trust in people, health, and even his happiness, on occasion. 
He’s always believed those losses to be worth it because this is what he’s good at. Louis is always one step ahead, always outmaneuvering the competition, always playing chess when everyone around him is playing checkers. Not since his first few years in the business has someone made a move that Louis didn’t anticipate well in advance.  
And yet. 
With that question, Senator Vines set a trap. The crowd watching knows it, the senators seated on either side of Senator Vines know it, and Louis, sitting there in his perfectly tailored suit and tie and poker face, also knows it. 
And he just walked right into it.
Louis is a political lobbyist who chose his career over his personal life a long time ago and has never regretted it. Then he met Harry.
Written for the @bottomlouisficfest ✨
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transparentheartz · 1 year
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kiss it better 
— mature | 8k
• written for the @bottomlouisficfest​
Harry shakes his head with a light laugh and leans down to kiss him again which Louis happily accepts even if he is a little confused by the reaction. “Baby, not a night has gone by that I haven’t thought about you in my bed, naked, and begging for my cock.” 
Blinking up at him with wide eyes, Louis opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out. While they did flirt a lot over the last few weeks, Harry had never said anything like that. It shocks him as much as it turns him on. 
“News to me.” 
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Or, a PWP college au
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vogueharrystan · 2 years
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— Blackberries And Cherries
explicit | 14k written for @bottomlouisficfest art by @borntolouist
The look on Harry’s face is what causes him to waver. He looks desperate, and Louis knows he is. A potion like this could help Harry with the one thing he’s always struggled with; school. But Louis’ not a certified witch and has never practiced this potion before. Anything could go wrong. Hesitantly, he says, “I will try to make this potion for you, but—” He’s interrupted by Harry’s cheering. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, you are the best friend I could ever have, you mean so fucking much to me,” Harry says, the words falling out of his mouth on impulse. Louis closes his eyes and scrunches his nose when Harry begins pressing kisses all over his face. Nothing about this can end well. Louis knows that for a fact.
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waterloolovers · 1 year
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I Don't Care, I'm Not Scared of Love
Listen. It’s not like Louis hates Harry. Far from it, actually. He likes Harry a bit too much. And not in a “oh, he’s cute, I’d like to kiss him” way. More like “I want you to handcuff me to my bed and fuck me until I can’t even remember my own name” kind of way. So, yeah, it’s kind of a problem. ft: Frat boy Harry, sassy Louis, and a wine-drunk mishap.
Rating: M Word count: 5.1k Warnings: Kink negotiation, Dom/sub material
Prompt 47 for the @bottomlouisficfest 2022! @blouisparadise
Hope I did this prompt justice!
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lwtisloved · 2 years
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To Paint A Symphony, 40.5k, by MyEnglishRose
"A wedding under summer skies and a meeting on a heavenly island.”
Despite being a wedding painter, Louis has never had quite an optimistic outlook on marriage life. Love, sure, he’s a hopeless romantic and he longs for a sweet partner, to feel adored and cherished, but a part of him will forever doubt that love can last forever, a spark never lasts long, after all, so he paints because strokes of paint can remain forever and unchanged if looked after properly, cared and cherished the way he wished he could be, safe from an unsure future. Harry, on the other hand, as a performer and lyricist, indulges in pleasure. He loves love, never wastes a moment, never hesitates, always so sure of what he wants. Songs come and go on the radio, sometimes forgotten, sometimes transcending generations, the way people leave, and others stay. He never thinks of a future because he only ever lives in the present and he never was egocentric enough to think he could make a real impact and his art could outlive him.
At a wedding under summer skies and surrounded by endless sea, two seemingly polar opposite lovers meet, and perhaps one learns to let himself feel and fall, and the other lets himself hope and cling on.
Written for @bottomlouisficfest​ 🤍
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nouies · 7 months
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— Cold Spring —  
written by nouies for @bottomlouisficfest louis/pedro pascal | explicit | 8.2k
Life went on as normal at Cold Spring Café. Sam’s scribbles remained indiscernible, Jake persisted on his idea of getting more pots for the shop, and Pedro…Pedro continued coming to drink his moderately-caffeinated americano, to write furiously in that notebook of his, and to captivate Louis to no end. or…Louis is a coffee shop owner and Pedro is his newest customer.
🏷️ coffee shop au, owner louis, writer pedro, flirting, age difference, happy ending
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boosbabycakes28 · 12 days
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@bottomlouisficfest prompt secured!! (It won’t be a/b/o though, so just a heads up 😉)
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