A fic rec of One Direction fics where Louis is a luna as requested in this ask. A luna in a/b/o or wolf fics in general refers to an omega who is in a leadership role in a pack. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!
🌕 -Larry- 🌕
You Smell Like by mystic_believexx
(M, 185k, friends to lovers) The one where Louis is the Alpha’s mate and everyone is aware of it except for Louis and Harry.
The Wolves Den by tonystankyall (orphan_account)
(M, 87k, family secrets) Louis is the first born Omega in centuries and he doesn’t know this, an important fact.
Canyon Moon by delsicle / @eeveelou
(E, 40k, Lion King au) For as long as Louis has remembered, he has been promised to be mated to Harry, his best friend and the future pack alpha. But Louis’s heart belonged to the forest and to the hunt more than he could ever imagine it belonging to Harry.
Follow Your Arrow by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13
(T, 36k, canon) They said Louis playing alpha wouldn’t affect anything. It was the best thing for the band, so he doesn’t really regret it except deep in the dead of night, when he bites down on his knuckles to swap the echoing ache of depri for a sting of pain.
These Hallowed Woods by snowcaplou
(NR, 35k, secret relationship) Louis becomes Luna of the Tomlinson Pack after the untimely death of his father, the Pack Alpha. Saddled with his newfound responsibility and an unpleasantly demanding pack council, he finds secret respite in the arms of a rogue wolf that camps out just outside his territory.
Mark my word (we gon' be alright) by harioandlouigi
(E, 35k, pining) an A/B/O AU featuring an oblivious Harry as the pack leader, a pining Louis as his second-in-command, and an entourage of friends and family who are a little too good at keeping their mouths shut.
Compete Against the Stars by amomentoflove / @daggerandrose
(M, 30k, uni) An A/B/O au where Louis finds out he's claimed to another Alpha. Angst ensues.
The Last Great American Dynasty by TreywisKrucks
(T, 15k, series) After being bartered to Harry to save his kingdom, Louis is on his way to the Alpha's homeland
Calling Out (For Somebody To Hold) by liberty_barnes / @liberty-barnes
(M, 12k, arranged bonding) the one where they're definitely not perfect for each other, and the only reason they even mildly get along is for work purposes. It's all perfectly platonic and for convenience's sake, really
Oranges, Whipped Cream and Blueberries by Jennifer_Kaid / @poetsreprieve
(E, 9k, arranged marriage) Louis was an omega of a pure bloodline. He had known since he was merely eight years old that he was to be bonded with a high ranked alpha.
Out With The Old, In With The New by @jaerie
(E, 7k, exhibitionism) Harry becomes the pack's new alpha and Louis can't wait to be bred
🌕 -Rare Pairs- 🌕
I wanna scream, howl at the moon, but the reason that I'm howling is you by WeAreTheLuckyOnes
(E, 6k, Louis/Liam) Liam needs a pack and a mate before the council makes an example of him, and Louis needs an alpha before someone takes his pack from him. They decide to help each other out.
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for @fiprobably’s prompt: Non-AU: Sam and Bucky going shopping for groceries. Except Sam is away and on video call with Bucky, who is the one actually doing the shopping. Them arguing back and forth because why can't Bucky just find that specific orange juice brand Sam likes and how can Sam want to get snacks that high in calories they're supposed to be snacks not protein bars and Bucky is so goddamn insistent on the canned peaches and Sam isn't having any of it there is literally fresh peaches over there—
Bucky doesn’t like grocery shopping. He hates it, actually. He would rather do the laundry, or the dishes. He loves doing work in the backyard, or cleaning up the garage. Anything but the groceries.
That’s why it was mostly Sam’s job. Sam doesn’t mind it, Bucky is certain he actually likes it. He writes down a list and plays his shopping playlist—because Sam has a playlist for everything—and he pauses his music to make small talk with everyone and gets a lot of free samples and freshly baked goods for it.
But Sam has been running a fever since he came back from his latest mission a few days ago, and despite the fact that he keeps saying he’s fine and he can do it, he actually can’t stay awake for more than a few hours at a time, and even going to the bathroom is an effort, so leaving the house is out of question.
Bucky can’t really hold off grocery shopping any longer. The fridge is starting to look kind of sad, and the pantry is running low on everything, and if Sam was to actually leave the bed and check the kitchen he would side-eye Bucky to hell, because Bucky, you’re a Wilson now and no Wilson household should look like that.
So, after he gives Sam his pills and checks his temperature one last time, Bucky puts his best pair of sweatpants, Sam’s old sweatshirt and his bravest face on, and makes the short drive to the grocery store.
It’s a random Wednesday morning, so the parking lot isn’t full. Bucky grabs a cart and pulls out the list. He’s barely inside the store when his phone starts vibrating. He pulls it out of his pocket, frowning with worry when he sees it’s Sam video-calling him.
“Everything’s okay?”
Sam’s face is half buried in the pillow, his one visible eye barely open, and when he says, “I’m making sure you’re getting the right stuff,” his voice is croaked and small.
Bucky snorts even as his heart twists fondly.
Sam makes a small noise of protest. “You always get the wrong orange juice.”
“It happened once.”
“And it was awful.”
“They were out of the brand you like, and it was years ago, can you let it go?”
“It’s burned into my brain.”
Bucky lowers the phone as he bites back a smile. “Jesus, fine.”
So, that’s how it goes. Sam supervises as Bucky goes from one aisle to another, arguing about every single item Bucky chooses, because no, Bucky, that’s the worst kind of beans and get the whole wheat spaghetti instead and wait, I can’t see, go back. No, that's too far. Go back a little. A bit down. Y’know what? Just take a picture and send it to me.
Bucky can’t stop smiling.
“Don’t forget the snacks,” Sam says, yawning. Alpine moews in the background. “Bring Alpine some snacks too.”
“She already has a lot of snacks.”
Sam lifts his head a little off the pillow and turns it away from the camera to what Bucky assumes is Alpine napping on Bucky’s side of the bed. “Daddy says no snacks for you, baby.”
Bucky sputters. “I didn’t say— fine!”
Sam smiles, burying his face back into the fluffy pillow. “That’s what I thought.”
Bucky shakes his head, but he can’t stop smiling, because Sam’s eyes are drooping and he’s fighting it. “Go take your nap, I’m almost done anyway.”
Sam stubbornly opens his eyes wider. “No.”
“I only have the snacks and cat litter left, there’s no way I’m gonna mess that up.”
“But—“
“Sam.”
“Fine,” Sam says. “Love you.”
Bucky’s smile grows. “Love you, too.”
“Salt and vinegar chips.”
“I know, Sam.”
“Just making sure.”
“I’m hanging up.”
He hears Sam laughing just as the call cuts off.
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