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stylinsoncity · 10 months

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This SEL timestamp takes place about a year after the events in Rio and a few months after they've toured the rest of South America. As mentioned in chp 25, they've started traveling to preternatural villages around the world. This covers some of that.

This is sort of integral to stories about vampires, but there's a lot of talk about feeding, etc. Just fyi!

Enjoy!

The Inner Village might be Harry’s favourite of all the preternatural villages they’ve been to. He’s not saying he’s ready to move to New York City and he can’t imagine Louis is either. But there are pockets of the Inner Village that are incredibly wonderfully gay and coming from their close-minded town, it’s a relief. There, they attend a drag show operated entirely by witches. They also meet Kristen and Teo from the Stonewall Coven, a found coven made up of queer witches. Harry has never met or heard of a found coven, at least not in Europe. He has a loving coven of his own, but the idea that there are witches uniting to support and love each other as family nearly makes him cry. Seated at their dimly lit bar table, the emotion is so obvious on Harry’s face, although only Louis catches it. He smiles and gently squeezes Harry’s hand in his own. The two of them garner some attention of their own, although they’re used to it by now. Even here in such a progressive place, a vampire and witch coupling up is rare.

“Like, sex is a different story,” Teo says. “Obviously, we’ve all fucked a vampire.”

Louis lifts his brows, his lips curling. “Are we just a fetish to you?”

Harry sputters, trying to complete a sip of his martini.

“I mean…” Teo shrugs. “I think most vampires would say fucking a witch is a fetish to them. And listen, I’m trans. I have to deal with men fetishizing me for that too. None of it’s ideal. But when it comes to witches and vampires, it’s like fire and water. Anything beyond a hookup is uncharted territory. And no one ever dares to try.”

“You should,” Louis says. “You’ll have more men to pick from. Ones who aren’t dickheads.”

“Well, if you have a twin brother, send him my way,” says Teo, their gaze lingering on Louis for a second longer than Harry likes.

“We were a bit like that at first, fire and water,” Harry cuts in. “But now, nothing makes more sense than this. We’ve just been told for centuries that witches and vampires can’t get on. And it’s not true.”

“And how long have you been dating?” Kristen asks. “Because if you say it’s only been a month or so, I’ll need more proof than that.”

“It’s been a little over a year officially,” Harry says.

“And also,” Louis says, lifting their joined hands from beneath the table, turning their hands so Harry’s ring catches the scarce light in the room. “We’re engaged.”

“Well, fuck,” Kristen says. And when Louis presses a kiss to Harry’s hand a second later, she adds, “Okay, I’m sold.”

It’s not to say that great love only exists between a vampire and a witch. Harry’s parents had a beautiful marriage, exactly the kind he wanted for himself. And Louis’ mum and Perry love each other deeply.

It’s only to say that great love exists in places some might not think to look. Sometimes it starts between rivals. Sometimes it takes years to flourish. Sometimes it feels like the universe is completely opposed. But sometimes it’s there waiting, in the most uncanny places, if you want it badly enough.

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Every day in New York, they get up to something new. They tour museums and art galleries, including one where Louis buys him a painting and has it shipped to the estate for safekeeping. They dine at restaurants from Michelin-starred rooftop establishments to hole-in-the-wall haunts. They day drink (and night drink) and nap in parks in between. They make the most of their month-long stay. No, they won’t be relocating but Harry already knows they’ll be back. Often.

That day, after brunch and a bit of shopping, they retire to their rental penthouse to escape an incoming thunderstorm. The day isn’t a loss at all. He found the stick and poke kit he wanted so that Louis could attempt to tattoo him. After an order of sushi and a shared shower, they get started.

“Was nice to see Teo and Kristen again last night,” Harry says, mostly to distract himself from the initial shock of pain. “And all their friends too.”

“Yeah, they’re a fun lot,” Louis says. “Fucking crazy too. Crazier than us when we want to be.”

“I think Teo has a tiny crush on you.”

“Yeah, but it’ll go away.”

“Oh, so you agree?”

“When we hugged, their heart did a bit of a thing. That’s all.” Louis looks at him. “Now yours is too.”

“Do you think they’re attractive?”

Louis exhales a small laugh. “They’re objectively good-looking. Haven’t thought about it beyond that.”

“Everyone has a crush on you. It’s annoying,” Harry says.

“Who’s everyone?”

“In every place we’ve been to, there’s always someone who starts to fancy you a little. Isabelle in Argentina, remember? Damien? I think he was in Peru. Oh, when we went to Italy. The twins we met? Justine and Luca? They were both into you.”

“Isabelle was technically into both of us,” Louis says. “And I’ve got a list of my own, love. You’re just a bit better with names than I am. The girl with the pink hair last night? She couldn’t stop looking at you.”

“Venus?”

“Should’ve remembered that, to be fair. But yes.”

Harry doesn’t remember her looking at him, but maybe that’s the point.

“I don’t mind, so long as none of them get too close,” Louis says. “I know you’re all mine.”

Then he glances at Harry. Harry actually feels his heart skip a beat. Louis smiles and refocuses on his work. He’s tattooing a bird to match the one Harry tattooed on him a year ago. It’s just a simple outline and for his first shot at tattooing, it’s looking quite nice already.

“Does it hurt?” Louis asks.

Harry shrugs. “Not too much. You’re gentler than I am when I tattoo myself,” he says. He watches him wipe blood and ink away. A thought strikes him. “Do you feel thirsty doing that?”

Louis’ hand stills momentarily.

“Just a question,” Harry says tentatively.

“I always feel thirsty around you,” Louis says, his gaze focused intently on the tattoo. “I’ve said so before.”

“But not literally.”

“No, literally.”

“So, even after you’ve fed?”

“I’ve said so before,” Louis says again. “Even when I’ve fed, the thirst is still there. Just…quieter or something.”

“So, if you could keep drinking, you would?”

Louis pauses and looks at him, lifting the needle away from Harry’s skin. “I don’t get the question.”

Harry's senses tingle slightly due to a subtle shift in Louis' mood. He tries to choose his words carefully, but no matter how he twists and shapes the sentences in his head nothing really works.

“I’d never hurt you,” Louis says. “It’s impossible for me to hurt you. Because I love you and you’re my mate. And if something were to happen to you and you weren’t here, I wouldn’t want to be either.”

“I know that,” Harry says quietly. And he should leave it there, but— “I don’t know if that fully answers the question.”

“Have you got infinite blood? ‘Cause that’d be news to me. There’s no universe where if I kept drinking, it wouldn’t kill you, is there? So, no. The answer is fuck no.”

“Why are you getting so angry? It’s just a question.”

“Why are you asking me if I want to drain you of blood?” Louis fires back.

“It’s not like it’d kill me, Louis. I’d come back.”

Louis blinks. “What?”

“I can’t die. We’ve established that.”

“But you did die!” Louis says. His voice breaks. His jaw locks. Willow finally appears in the room and curls herself around Louis’ ankle. After a breath, Louis tries again. “Your heart stopped for long enough that you were dead. I know it.”

“Yes, but I came back,” Harry says.

“But you still died, yeah? Whether you came back or not, you’d be dead. So, no, I don’t want to fucking kill you. I don’t think about it. I don’t want to think about it.”

“Okay.”

“Now, explain to me why it sounds like you want me to?” And when Harry doesn’t immediately refute that, Louis’ eyes go wide. He puts the needle down on the sterile tray beside them with the small ink pots and stained tissues. “Are you actually serious right now?”

Harry just wants to be honest. Because truthfully, he never considered these thoughts so egregious, but he also never dared to share them with Louis either. Now, that he mostly has, it feels deceitful to not come out with all of it. And he’s also learned that it’s better to expose the whole truth as uncomfortable and as painful as it may be. Better to do that than spend an eternity keeping this to himself.

“Before, when I thought I’d die from the curse, I thought about it,” Harry says. “But only ‘cause I feel safest with you, and it seemed like the most ideal way to go if I had to go at all.”

Louis laughs. Actually cackles. And stands. “Good thing you didn’t think to ask. I would’ve assumed you’d gone completely insane.” He yanks his latex glove off and tosses it onto the coffee table.

“Where are you going?”

“I need a drink,” Louis says, strolling off towards the kitchen.

Harry puts his face in his palms for a moment. They bicker on occasion, solely because they’re both stubborn, highly opinionated people. But he can’t remember the last time either of them was genuinely cross with the other. He feels Louis’ cloying anger even when they’re in separate rooms.

Willow lingers in the corridor, visibly uncertain about who needs the most comfort. Mentally, Harry sends her to Louis. He could use a drink himself. He loiters there on the couch for a minute or two longer, waiting for Louis to come back. And when he doesn’t, Harry sighs and goes after him.

In the kitchen, Louis has a beer open in front of him while he taps away furiously at his phone.

“Will you please relax?” Harry asks.

“No, I don’t think so,” Louis says. “Here we are having a nice night and you reveal you’ve got a death kink or whatever it is.”

“I haven’t got a death kink,” Harry says. “For fuck’s sake…”

Louis sets his phone down. “When you had that thought back then, did you also consider what it’d be like for me? To watch you slip away? To be the cause of that?”

“I did, actually. Which is why I didn’t bring it up back then. I knew you wouldn’t do it.”

“Because I can’t.”

“Fine. But you clearly don’t know how it feels for me either. On the receiving end of things. It’s like…euphoric. It feels like I could just sink into it and stay there forever. And I’m sorry if that worries you or whatever. I’m not saying I want to die. I’m not saying I want you to kill me. I’m saying when you feed, if there was a way to feel the way I feel infinitely, I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I’m just saying I’ve thought about it. That’s all.”

“But that’s impossible. Without me killing you.”

“Yes, you’ve said. I get it.”

“I could never.”

“You said that too,” Harry says. “There’s the blood curse anyway, so—”

“Even without the blood curse…never.”

“Okay,” Harry says. “I’m sorry I mentioned it at all, alright? Can you finish my tattoo, please? Before you get drunk?”

Louis rolls his eyes and has another swig of his beer.

“I’m sorry,” Harry says again. “Come on, Lou, please?”

Louis looks at him, his eyes slightly narrowed as he thinks. With a shake of his head and a sigh, he says, “Yeah, alright,” and starts back to the living room. Quietly he puts his glove back on and sterilises the needle. Then he starts on the tattoo again.

Harry pushes his fingers through Louis’ fringe. “Are you cross with me?”

“No,” Louis says. “Just let me concentrate. Or I’ll tattoo a penis here and be done with it.”

“I don’t mind a penis, though, do I?”

“A lopsided one,” Louis clarifies. “With very hairy wrinkly balls.”

Harry laughs and relaxes his arm. “Such an arsehole.”

“I can add one of those too.”

When they laugh, the tiny hint of tension left between them is hardly of any consequence at all. And later, when they crawl into bed, Louis draws him into his arm like always. Harry traces his collarbone with his fingertip while listening to Willow scurrying about on the floor. For a cat who can phase silently through the air, she’s making plenty of noise with every move. When she darts up onto the bed and then immediately flings herself to the floor, Louis laughs.

“You wouldn’t think a familiar would get the Zoomies, would you?” Harry says.

“She’s just like any cat, I guess,” Louis says.

“I don’t think she’d like that,” Harry says. “I think she considers herself a very unique, one-of-a-kind cat.”

“Makes sense, considering who she’s bound to.”

“Are you saying I think too highly of myself?”

“No,” Louis says. “You should think highly of yourself. And you’re definitely one of a kind.”

Harry smiles. “So are you. There could never be anyone like you.”

Louis turns and presses a kiss on Harry’s forehead. Harry nestles more comfortably into Louis’ side, his eyes slipping shut.

“I’m sorry I lost it a bit earlier,” Louis says quietly.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry I brought it up.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t share things with me. Even something like that.”

“I don’t. But if it’s something you’re uncomfortable with, I should be more careful. And I will be.”

Then there’s silence and more inexplicable tension. Harry suddenly feels less sleepy than he did seconds ago. He lifts his head off Louis’ shoulder and looks at him.

“It’s impossible for me to do it, I mean that,” Louis says, meeting his gaze.

“I know, Louis,” Harry says. “And I’m not asking you to.”

“But I am who I am,” Louis goes on. “Or what I am. So it’d be a lie to say I haven’t thought about it.”

Harry hesitates. “About draining…”

Louis pinches his eyelids. “Don’t say it like that.”

“Okay. How would you put it then?”

“There’ve been times after I’ve fed, especially…if we’re fucking at the same time, when I want to drink again or I want to keep drinking, even though I know… And there was a time when I was drunk and it was a little hard to stop.”

As he speaks, he doesn’t look at Harry. As if he’s ashamed. Harry reclines again and takes Louis’ face between his palms.

“Look at me. That’s alright,” Harry says. “I love you. I love how much you want me.”

Louis winces at that. “That makes it sound more innocent than it is.”

“Whatever. I won’t lie and say it’s not…sort of exciting? And like…It’s not that much different from when you choke me a little, is it?”

“It’s completely different.”

“Not to me. Not completely. You say you wouldn’t hurt me but spanking hurts,” Harry says with a laugh. “And I like it.”

“Also, different.”

“If you say so,” Harry says. “I know that for you it’s something you have to control. For me, I know you’re in control, so I don’t worry. I just let go. And it feels nice to let go. I know you’ve got me.”

“I do,” Louis says. “Always.”

“You’re getting enough to drink, though, yeah? Like that’s not the reason you want to keep going, is it?”

“Trust me, it’s not. I get enough,” Louis says.

“You’re just greedy then.”

“I’m a vampire,” Louis says. “Greed is what we’re all about.”

“You’re not like most vampires, though.”

“Maybe not, but there are things that are just biological. Like my bond with you. Can’t do anything about that. And no matter what, if you say something like you said today, offering yourself up like that, there’s a part of me, even if it’s small, that wants to take you up on it. And just…devour you.”

Harry looks at his mouth. “And I’m meant to be afraid of that?”

“Maybe,” Louis says. “Not of me, but the general idea of a vampire wanting you in that way, yeah.”

“You’re the only vampire that matters.”

Louis grins, his ego visibly stroked. Harry can’t take his eyes off of him.

“If it were any other vampire, I’d never say the things I said today. It’s only because it’s you. I trust you. Completely.”

Louis looks at him. He takes Harry’s hand and presses a quick kiss to his palm. “I can’t do it, though.”

“I know,” Harry says. “I thought I lost you that day too, you know? I felt like I couldn’t breathe. And like the world was closing in on me or something. So, I know what it’s like. And I’d never want you to have to go through that again.”

Louis nods. “Me neither.”

Harry looks at his mouth again. “But I think you should feed,” he says. “Right now.”

Louis lifts his brows. With a small exhale, he says, “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Literally the opposite. I’m offering you a late-night snack.”

Louis laughs. “You’re definitely that,” he says. He licks his lips. Then, after a second, he leans in and kisses Harry slowly, capturing his jaw between his fingers and his thumb. He kisses him for so long Harry nearly forgets what they were talking about at all. He’s hypnotized by Louis’ tongue against his own. He’s lulled by the comfort of their bodies close.

Their lives are not perfect because no one’s is. They still have occasional worries, especially when they have to decide which parties and gatherings to attend back home when everywhere they go, they’re a topic of discussion or gossip. Returning to Ravenoir even for short periods is often stressful. And like earlier has proven, they can still misunderstand each other.

Life might not be perfect but being with Louis is. There’s nothing questionable or unsatisfactory about this kiss or the way Louis holds him. There’s nothing as sublime as the moment he pulls away suddenly, holds Harry’s jaw firmly and sinks into his jugular.

Harry shudders and digs his fingers into Louis’ bicep. The burst of pain is quickly washed over with warmth that floods his whole body. His head feels light and airy as if he’s floating on a cloud. Weightless and worriless with nothing to fear. With Louis’ need so evident and certain and all-encompassing.

Louis pulls away with a deep breath and kisses him again. Now that Harry can move, he moves with purpose, shoving Louis' pyjamas down past his waist, wrestling with his own.

“Thought I was only getting a late-night snack,” Louis says.

“It’s more like a late-night buffet,” Harry says. “All you can eat.”

Louis laughs as he sinks down Harry’s body, leaving kisses all along his chest and abs. “Mm, I do like the sound of that,” he says.

Harry will have to blame it on all the pent-up tension, good and bad, but when Louis deepthroats his cock, he thinks he could come with just another second more of that pressure. Then Louis pulls off, smiling as if he knows it, and licks a few times along the length of his cock instead. Because as he’s clarified thoroughly today, Louis is a vampire. Vampires like to toy with and tease their prey. And Harry knows Louis doesn’t think of him as prey, but sometimes Harry feels like he is. And he doesn’t mind at all.

The truth is that Harry would bare every part of himself to Louis without hesitation or fear. He would accept whatever Louis wanted to give or take from him. Maybe if it were another vampire, that sort of thinking would be insane. But it’s solely this vampire who matters. No other would do.

He often likes to hold Louis atop him after they’ve come to prolong the closeness. He likes the weight of him. He likes running his fingers through his hair until Louis drifts off. "Louis?"

"Hm?"

“It’s not difficult, is it? Feeling thirsty all the time?” Harry asks quietly. Because the thought is on his mind and if he doesn’t ask, he’ll just stay awake worrying about it.

“No,” Louis says sleepily. “Not at all."

"You're sure?"

"I promise," Louis says. He draws a breath. "Thirst is tied to emotion. Like lust and love… And you’re a triple threat, that’s all. You’re hot. You taste incredible. Can’t help that. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

Harry smiles. "Makes sense..." He listens to Louis’ breathing evening out. He feels his limbs loosening further. “Wait, what’s the third thing?”

“What?”

“You said triple threat.”

“Oh,” Louis says. “You’re hot. You taste incredible.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you fishing for compliments?”

“Just tell me,” Harry pleads.

“You’re the love of my life, Harry,” Louis says. “I reckon that’s the biggest one of all.”

It’s not the first time Louis has said so, but it’s also impossible to get used to something like that. Hearing the person he loves most affirm the inverse is true will never cease to amaze him. So, he feels his eyes prickle slightly, but he doesn’t actually burst into tears or anything. He simply wraps his arms more tightly around his fiance. “And you’re mine.”

“I know,” Louis says. “Can I sleep now, babe?”

“Yeah. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Good night.”

“Night,” Louis says.

“I love you so much.”

“Harry.”

“Okay. Sleep well.”

“You too,” Louis says. And then after a second, he whispers, “I love you.”

Willow hops up onto the bed in the midst of their laughter at which point, they mutually decide to turn their love on her. Because great love is also infinite, which means there’s plenty to spare.

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alwaysxlarrie · 8 months

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harry is louis’ baby fic rec masterlist part 2 :)

hi hello, so, i actually started putting together this masterlist at the end of april (since then, ‘ain’t that a kick in the head!’ has been deleted, which was on the original list. big rip) but then life just kept getting in the way. & i have like 57485 fic rec masterlists that i want to get out but i wanted to post this one first, so. here i am. i usually do 50 fics per rec list, but this is 25. so it seems i can do a (semi) shorter fic rec list. who would’ve thought? anyway, enjoy!!

a million roses (bathed in rock n’ roll) by deLILAh

i’d come across this fic a number of times before i actually read it because i don’t listen to lana del rey (thank you jennifer & @hlkings for showing me the wonders of her music) so i wasn’t sure if i’d be able to follow the storyline. but!!! worry not. that knowledge isn’t required. amazing strangers to lovers, good smut, 10/10 relationship development & individual character development

and the truth shall set you free... by @jaerie / jaerie

jaerie knows i love this fic. my friends know i love this fic. i’m pretty sure most of the world’s population knows too. the relationship development in general & portrayal of inexperienced!harry/experienced!louis is top tier. it’s interesting reading harry going through his journey, in a generally pretty accurate way (from the perspective of someone who grew up religious), so i love that it’s in harry’s pov. i love how louis goes from teasing to soft to guiding so naturally, as well.

a rose, by any other name by @canonlarry / iwillpaintasongforlou

this fic portrays protective louis so well while harry’s still independent & in charge of his own autonomy. there’s some mentions of violence in this, just a disclaimer, but it’s veryyyyy minor! really good (dark) plot twist at the end too!

a cage for every ugly spirit by sarcasticfluentry

listennnnnnnnnnnnn. this fic??? & it’s sequel???? amazing. top tier. i just love how all the different elements of religion, kink, romance, smut, etc connect

be my little good luck charm by 100percentsassy

the flirting!!!!!! my heart!!!!!!!!!! i know larry hitting it off right away is a canon trope & all that but it’s not always easy to write in a way that doesn’t feel rushed & this fic depicts that perfectly. there’s so much wonderful humor, fluffy moments & lots of domesticness.

baby we could be enough (i’ll make this feel like home) by orphan account

i am an absolute sucker for fics where either harry or louis is a single father & the other one just swoops into their life & fits. & that’s exactly how this fic is. i’m not an angst person at all, but i also love how there’s realistic angst/concerns that a single parent would have about bringing another person into their lives. other than that bit, there’s still a whole lotta fluff !!

breathless for eternity by cabinbythesea

wow another fic where they’re strangers, hit it off immediately & have the cutest dynamic!! i’m a walking cliché atp but listen, although this is mostly pwp imo, the way louis picks up on harry’s mannerisms, what he needs as a sub, how to tease, etc is beautiful???? that takes talented writing!! we love to see it?? thank you for this???

boy for sale by @ohpleaselarry / ohpleaselarry

i mean, listen. do be mindful of the tags & what not, but. at the very core, harry is simply louis’ baby & you will not be convincing me otherwise. i would absolutely die for a prequel or a sequel. the undertones throughout this fic are *chef’s kiss*

baby thinking of you keeps me up all night by ballsdeepinjesus

i am nothing if not consistent with loving famous!louis/fanboy!harry fics, alright? you gotta give me that at least. the internal struggle louis goes through throughout the majority of this fic is so funny but also so real of him??? plus, we love thigh fucking here, so. a winner in my book!

do not falter (there’s a star ahead) by @londonfoginacup / ladylondonderry

all you need in life is harry feeling safe surrounded by louis’ scent. shit, me too, harold. there’s so much cuteness in such a short lil fic & altho it’s open ended, we all know they got together & lived happily ever after, thank you v much

gotta get (me) outta my head by @parmahamlarrie / parmahamlarrie

i have severe adult adhd & the way bee wrote this is phenomenal at making anyone who has adhd feel so seen & understood. i dream about writing my struggles w adhd as wonderfully as she did. & the way louis helps harry & is there for her in just the right ways so, so fantastically done. top tier fic for sure.

heartbeat (fire on fire) by @larryficwriter / theifinlife

this fic was written for my @notjustsmutficfest & i adore it. louis being so vulnerable to comfort harry, louis’ family being so supportive, the check ins during the smut, the way harry makes sure louis is okay too??? I’M CRYING PEOPLE (also, there’s great smut, too)

i love this feeling (but i hate this part) by @lululawrence / lululawrence

i love the crack mixed with cute dynamic mixed with dealing with very real life situations. & the teasing at the end????? i cry!!! give this a read asap rocky

i’ll crash until you notice me by @aliensingucci / stylinsoncity

i love the pacing & how it brings in realistic elements of a boss/employee relationship while not taking out you out of the fic. top tier smut & dirty talk. the bar + bathroom scene??? that shit was art. also i love how much harry went to bat for the natives & kept coaxing louis to respect the culture of the buildings & all that. (like it’s the bare minimum really but i do like the fact that the fic went into that aspect & acknowledged it!)

late night talking by @kingsofeverything / kingsofeverything

this is simply just me continuing to not let lauren forget how much i love this fic. i could talk about this fic for hours & i’ve included this on a masterlist before but idc bc listen. the sneak dating?? the flirting?? the tension building?? there were a few plot points that kept me on my toes (everett, i’m looking at you & how long you managed to stick around for) & i respect that. i have so much more i could say about this fic but i’ll stop here so i don’t spoil anything lol.

my pleasure (to make you mine) by @zanniscaramouche / zanni_scaramouche

i don’t think i’ve let zanni have a moment of peace about this fic since i read it. for that, zanni, i’m sorry. but i’m also really, really not. the way their dynamic right off the bat is so seamless & louis does his best to make harry feel comfortable is what we in the industry like to call cinema. prior to this fic i didn’t really care one way or the other about nipple play in fics & now i don’t understand why it doesn’t occur more in fics?? zanni, you’ve changed me as a woman thx bb

meow or never by velvetnoodle

as a cat lover who has attempted to discreetly bring cats home before & a louis lover, i understand harry’s dilemma. i would also do exactly what he did if given louis’ offer. i will leave it at that & will let you bask in the magic that is this fic.

no bunny but you by @crinkle-eyed-boo / crinkle-eyed-boo

this is another fic i will simply never shut up about. louis is smooth as shit??? like. i WISH a guy would do for me what he did for harry in this. there’s just so much to adore in this from the flirting, the teasing, the relationship developments, the softness, all the little plot twists. 10/10, top tier, no notes

promise not to fade away by @nobodymoves / you_explode

i adore the way this toed the line of angst & fluff so well. it’s so sweet & cute & hot & has an open/ambiguous ending that still gives you a sense of closure imo. as someone who typically is not an open/ambiguous ending fic fan, i absolutely endorse this fic.

stood up by panda_bear21

the pop punk!louis/popstar!harry (or the bad boy!louis/good boy!harry) trope will always give me the will to live. i love this fic bc it’s cute & does sexual tension well & while it does bring up closeting & general hollywood shittiness, it does a good job of making you feel like it’s not the actual focus of the plot & still leaves you with some hope, if that makes sense & i appreciate that v much

three french hems by 100percentsassy & gloria_andrews

idk if it’s because i started reading fan fics on wattpad (i mean, really my journey started w fanfiction.net & the fics that had the actual fic in the youtube description box & the video was a slideshow of pics but i digress) but i have a soft spot for smaus. & they can be....tricky (the wattpad homies know) but this is done so well & i need someone to get louis some perfectly cooked prawns pls!!!! also louis having a thing for harry’s thighs rly makes this baby a winner imo

to be a better man by @thedevilinmybrain / devilinmybrain

i have a weak spot for fics where harry or louis cheat on their significant other w each other. it’s my guilty pleasure. sue me. jen is so good at describing feelings, actions, etc to make you feel like you’re in the fic watching it happen. i adore the changes in larry’s dynamic, how smoothly it all happened, how much louis cared & understood exactly what harry needed, how easily harry gave in &let louis take care of him. i would absolutely read a part 2 of this w harry & louis together

wrapped in light, in life, in love by orphan account

i will never not be obsessed w fics that have the louis is gemma’s best friend & harry’s in love w him trope. that mixed w how easily & instantaneously harry & louis get along even after not seeing each other for years? add a dash of harry having louis’ baby & how obvious they are about their feelings for each other? GIMME

when we were young by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16

ok so this is a series, not a fic B U T i feel like you can read the fics stand alone & you can feel the vibe from each fic, but i think since they both have the ~vibe~ you just feel it all so much more when you read them together. ANYWAY. they’re so obviously smitten w each other & of course everyone else can see it but them. harry is an oblivious shit but we love him (&so does louis).

you took my heart by surprise by @loveislarryislove / livelaughlovelarry

it takes a while for harry & louis to warm up to each other, but once they do, it is just...so, so good. annika’s writing will make you feel like you’re actually experiencing the same emotions as the characters are. louis’ protectiveness & how adamant he is to not let anything get in the way of protecting harry, including himself is so heartbreakingly sweet. i cry. i adore how annika describes the emotionally conflicting emotions & situations while keeping the undertone of how much they care about & want each other. annika does not play when it comes to angst & that is a warning (although this is def not her most angst-filled fic by any means)

your heart can love again by sloganeer

this fic speaks to the famous!louis/fanboy!harry stan in me. a shocker, truly, i know! it’s so cute. i love how their relationships transitions in a way that’s quick but doesn’t feel forced & just makes sense -- the way they get domestic so quickly is simply *chefs kiss*

**friendly reminder to please leave kudos & comments on any of the fics you end up reading from this !! show the writers some love :)**

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✤ Witch Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ the school of extraordinary lovers by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci (M, 191)

"We keep telling the other, I love you and I love you, and we do, though we both know where the knives are." - Laura Van Prooyen

harry is a third-year witch and violinist at Laitswold, the only magical academy in the UK, with dreams of taking on the world, and hopefully breaking the centuries-old curse on his family while he's at it. he does not dream of facing off against his childhood rival and duet partner, but louis is back in town after six years abroad, so that's exactly what happens.

2️⃣ love is divine by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci (M, 25k)

Being a witch doesn't help when it comes to unrequited love.

3️⃣ Drops of Jupiter by @itsmotivatingcara (M, 121k)

In a small, sleepy town ruled by prejudice, Louis Tomlinson runs his grandmothers shop for the occult. He finds comfort in his tarot cards, his friends, and a dog that he doesn't have room for. He thought the worst he'd have to deal with would be bigotry, until a new sheriff arrives with a headstrong little girl that's impossible not to fall in love with.

But what happens when a string of break-ins leads to a brutal attack, and the towns' darling is murdered right under their Sunday hats? A murder that just so happens to bear the same modus operandi as similar homicides in neighbouring states. Has the killer been circling Virginia, or is he a local of Lavender Hills?

And what will Louis do when the charming Sheriff Styles starts to suspect him of such a heinous crime?

4️⃣ What Good Are The Stars Above by ultravioletInk (M, 68k)

A gratuitous alternate universe where Harry is more interested in the Slytherins than a Gryffindor Muggleborn has any right to be, Louis has settled into his preordained role, and Liam just really wants to get his friends through their final year of Hogwarts without accruing any casualties.

5️⃣ House of The Rising Sun by @itsmotivatingcara (M, 101k)

“It wasn’t me.” Louis said after they’d walked a block in silence, Harry glanced over in surprise but this time Louis didn’t meet his eyes, instead looking ahead. The moonlight cast shadows under his striking cheekbones, and not for the first time, Harry thought he was eerily beautiful - though immortality would likely have a hand in that. “It was supposed to be, but I got caught up in something else.”

“Something more important than murdering a witch” Harry snarked, “Will wonders never cease.”

He felt Louis’ irritation before he spoke again, “Careful, little lamb.” He murmured.

Little lamb.

Harry despised the nickname Louis had given him when they’d first met nine months prior. Little Lamb to the slaughter, Louis had said mockingly.

Or The Originals AU that no one asked for.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 A Spell and A Spark by @dinosaursmate (T, 73k)

“We have something to tell you.” Louis’ eyes slowly looked around the room. He frowned at the absence of anyone else. “We? Who? You and the cat?” Louis scoffed. “Yes.” Louis glanced at Niall, unimpressed. The black cat was looking at him quizzically. “Right. Well, spit it out, Mum.” “There’s no easy way to tell you this, so I’m just going to say it.” She took a deep breath. “You’re a witch.” --- Louis is a teenage witch, living and attending university among mortals. He has to keep his secret whilst studying on both his degree and his witch's licence. His friends don't suspect a thing, even as spell after spell goes awry.

💎 Spinning Out Waiting for You by amomentoflove / @daggerandrose (M, 18k)

Harry Styles is a year and a half away from graduating with a masters in potions and he has one huge milestone to reach in his academy career: the Matching Ceremony.

From Halloween night until graduation, matched witches and familiars will have to create a talisman to be a physical representation of their bond. One for the witch and one for the familiar. Most pairings last an entire lifetime.

If only it were that simple.

💎 Just Your Jinx by @larryatendoftheday (T, 10k)

Harry Styles may or may not have accidentally jinxed his extremely fit new neighbor, and it's not so easy to make things right.

💎 Babe, There's Something Lonesome About You by patdkitten / @babyarcanacasey (M, 8k)

Louis is a hedge witch, who lives a lonely, solitary life. He's quite happy with his shop in Door County, selling New Age magics to the tourists. He also has his cats and his birds to keep him company. But his best friend Liam thinks he needs someone around, and he's got just the person: Liam's friend Harry is coming to the area for the tourist season and since Louis has all this space....

💎 Cookbooks and Toothpicks and One Lizard by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (G, 3k)

If there is one thing that Harry hates about Halloween, it’s what a spectacle everyone suddenly makes around him.

Sure, he loves his friends, but he really wishes that this one, singular day of the year they could all just be chill. It’s as if for 364 days they forget what his profession is entirely, and then all remember at the same moment on the morning of October 31st. Oh yeah! I have a friend who is a witch! I should reconnect with him on this particular day, I’m sure he’s not already got plans of any kind!

Well not this year. This year he's going to the library.

#ficrec #witchharry #witchlouis #hlcreators #hljournal #trackinghappily #trackinghome #hlsource #ficsfor4am #1dsource #1dficvillage #ladylondonderry #patdkitten #stylinsoncity #itsmotivatingcara #larryatendoftheday #amomentoflove #ultravioletlink #dinosaursmate

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everything to lose by stylinsoncity @stylinsoncity

Mature, 92k

ABO, Omega Harry/Alpha Louis, Famous/Famous AU, Mpreg

harry is a global popstar who's convinced the world he has it all -- a happy marriage to a devoted alpha, two beautiful children, two grammy awards, three platinum albums, and a budding film career. but some aspects of his image aren't as true as they seem. like the fact he's been separated for over a year, uses meaningless flings to cope and occasionally forgets responsibilities or commitments to his family.

he and louis once commanded stages together. they tackled any challenges to their future. and no matter how hard things got, they always returned to one another. harry would always return to louis. until one day, he finds he can't.

#hlsource #1dsource #hlcreators #harry styles #louis tomlinson #fic rec #stylinsoncity #abo

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You Smell Like by mystic_believexx | M | 185369 For her part, Jay took everything in her stride, barely batting an eyelid when Louis came into the kitchen the night Harry left and said, “I seem to have accidentally become the pack’s Alpha”. Ever since Harry left town, Louis’ found himself with the role of pack Alpha, despite being human. So he can’t wait to hand over the reins when Harry returns. Except, it’s not quite that simple… OR The one where Louis is the Alpha’s mate and everyone is aware of it except for Louis and Harry. Go figure!

the school of extraordinary lovers by stylinsoncity | M | 191036 "We keep telling the other, I love you and I love you, and we do, though we both know where the knives are." - Laura Van Prooyen harry is a third-year witch and violinist at Laitswold, the only magical academy in the UK, with dreams of taking on the world, and hopefully breaking the centuries-old curse on his family while he's at it. he does not dream of facing off against his childhood rival and duet partner, but louis is back in town after six years abroad, so that's exactly what happens.

Darling, so it goes by disgruntledkittenface | E | 195312 Harry Styles is a world-famous actor at the height of his career but a personal low point when he meets His Serene Highness Prince Louis of Monaco by chance. He doesn’t think they’ll ever see each other again, but after striking up a correspondence, it turns out they have more in common than he thought. Then they start to fall for each other. Louis is different from anyone Harry has dated before and their relationship moves fast as Harry realizes he’s ready for a change. Soon Harry finds himself adapting to an entirely new life, in a country where he doesn’t know the rules, the customs, even the language. Harry is used to people underestimating him, and he’s more determined than ever to prove them wrong. He just needs Louis to meet him halfway. Grace Kelly AU.

Angels Fly by LilyBlue28 | nr | 203082 Harry is a lonely omega in the North Western White River Pack who is uncharacteristically drawn to nature and his now outdated primal instincts. He fills his days with going through the motions and clinging to the one actual friendship he has in the omega Zayn, and when he gets a chance he sneaks away to the edge of their territory to sit with the trees and the wildlife and sketch his favorite part of the river. But what happens when one day he spots the pack alpha, Louis, having an intimate moment with something, or someone, unexpected? Suddenly his quiet, nearly invisible existence gets upended, and secrets he never wanted to know quite literally won't leave him alone, and even when he tries to stay away, he keeps being pulled back into Louis' turbulent orbit. A magical love story featuring a generations long grudge, a menacing curse, and secrets that keep pulling them apart. Will they be able to find a way back to one another through the dark?

Collision by itjustkindahappened | E | 226294 Mythology/Fairytale!AU in which Louis is a dainty fairy with a temper who wants to be intimidating and Harry hurts people. Naturally, they hate each other. (Featuring Liam, the big and not-so-bad wolf who’s got a thing for humans, Zayn, a human with supernaturally good looks, and Niall, the cupid who just wants his job to be easier.)

You Can Hear It In The Silence by Imogenlee | E | 234846 When Harry Styles received acceptance into a post-grad degree, he knew he could no longer afford his flat leaving him with three options: 1) Moving back into student halls. 2) Becoming homeless. 3) Moving in with his best (and only) friend, Niall, and three of Niall's other friends. He ended up choosing the third option. But it was a close race. Shame one of his new housemates reminded him why he only has one friend. If Louis Tomlinson had to choose one thing couldn't stand, it would be pretentious tossers, having grown up around enough of them. If he had to choose something he couldn't live without, it would be his friends. So he was proper thrilled to move in with his best mates and a couple of other lads. That was until he discovered one of them was the archetype for a pretentious tosser. In the interest of seeing out the twelve-month lease without killing each other, they both try (debatable) to get along despite believing they were opposite in almost every conceivable way, each having the communication skills of a cucumber, and secrets that had no business be kept secret.

The Things I Don't Ask by thisonegoes | E | 266670 Foster Montgomery Preparatory School is a sight to behold. Beautiful buildings in front of a beautiful Appalachian backdrop, a rich history, behind wrought iron gates with the carefully chosen Latin motto at the very top: “strenuis ardua cedunt.” “The heights yield to endeavor.” The price tag for such a distinguished and revered institution, for tuition, room, and board is $56,250. A year. A boarding school AU that features two boys who can never say how they really feel.

Remember Me Before You by kingsofeverything | E | 293820 Desperate to find a new place to live after he comes home to find his boyfriend cheating, Harry moves into a loft with three strangers. A New Girl AU.

Of Mates and Men by bananaheathen | E | 630460 In which, Louis and Harry meet as best men for their best friends' wedding... well... sort of. Or, the one where Harry's just moved back from New York and Louis doesn't believe in romance. Or, I guess... the one where Zayn and Liam are getting married.

#You Smell Like #mystic_believexx #the school of extraordinary lovers #stylinsoncity #Darling so it goes #disgruntledkittenface #Angels Fly #LilyBlue28 #itjustkindahappened #collision #You Can Hear It In The Silence #Imogenlee #The Things I Don't Ask #thisonegoes #Remember Me Before You #kingsofeverything #Of Mates and Men #bananaheathen #long fics

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the school of extraordinary lovers

by stylinsoncity | 191k

“We keep telling the other, I love you and I love you, and we do, though we both know where the knives are.” – Laura Van Prooyen

Harry is a third-year witch and violinist at Laitswold, the only magical academy in the UK, with dreams of taking on the world, and hopefully breaking the centuries-old curse on his family while he's at it. He does not dream of facing off against his childhood rival and duet partner, but Louis is back in town after six years abroad, so that's exactly what happens.

#the school of extraordinary lovers #stylinsoncity #fic rec #ao3 #this fic means so much to me. your writing means the world to me #everything you put out is my favorite thing #this story specifically should be a book #the marbas plot – unmatched #thank you for giving us this #and all the others #your stories changed my fandom experience and i'm forever grateful <3 #this gifset is a tiny way of showing my love for it #mine #g*#ficedits

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lunarheslwt · 2 years

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❛ we're sleeping on our problems like we'll solve them in our dreams ❜

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w3r3alljust-c0mm0np30pl3 · 2 years

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👀 ....

#harry styles #louis tomlinson #larry #larry stylinson #stylinsoncity #hazza #louis tommo

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sweetest-devotion · 1 year

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#in my Come As You Are feelings today #the lyrics the melody....... god its so Come As You Are infused its too much #i get so hypnotised when i read something so good it makes me weak #the slow burn. the settings. the characterization. the plot. the scenes. the climax. the resolution. THE LANGUAGE GOD THE LANGUAGE! etc etc #i'm so zoned out from reality and can only ever focus on anything today except this story and this very louis and harry #stylinsoncity #caya #Spotify

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#soooooo #i finished school of extraordinary lovers the other day #its been so long since a fic with that much hype… actually lived up to it #so fucking good #delicious in fact #i want to read it again immediately!!#stylinsoncity #fic rec #school for extraordinary lovers #ao3 larry fic rec

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These SEL scenes begin the morning after Lucia's party in Edinburgh in chp 22, all written from Louis' POV. Also included is Louis' chat with Perry and then of course, the infamous fight scene D: i'm sorry...

Louis watches Harry wake the next morning and this is how he knows he loves him. Because, amongst many things, simply watching him never gets boring. He loves the flutter of Harry’s lashes before his eyes open. The deep inhale he draws before occasionally yawning. Their eyes meet and Louis loves that too.

“Morning,” Louis says.

“Morning,” Harry says, his lips toying with a smile.

Yeah, Louis also loves that. He goes on looking at him. Harry’s smile grows and then with a squeal or something, he pulls the duvet up and over his face. Louis laughs, reaches over and yanks the duvet back down.

"What?" Louis says.

"You're staring at me."

"I can't look at you?"

"It's how you're looking at me."

"How am I looking at you?"

"You know how you're looking at me!"

Louis glances at Harry's mouth. He knows his lips are soft and warm in the morning. All of him is soft and warm. Sometimes Louis can't decide whether he's especially horny or especially thirsty. The answer is always both, but it's unclear which one dominates at any given time. Louis observes the flush of Harry's face, either because he's just woken up or because of how Louis' looking at him, and he still can't decide.

"For fuck's sake, Louis. You're still doing it!" Harry says in faux hysterics.

“I don't know what you mean," Louis says, licking his smiling lips. "Your heart’s going nuts right now."

“You’re being weird, that’s why,” Harry says.

“You’re right I am,” Louis says, then he leans in and kisses Harry on the mouth.

“Do you often watch me sleep?” Harry asks.

“No,” Louis says. “Maybe.”

“I watch you sleep sometimes.”

“I know you do,” Louis says. “You forget I can keep myself very still. Sometimes you think I’m asleep and you start caressing my cheek all lovingly.”

Harry rolls his eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Louis tosses his arm around his waist and tugs him in close. He presses another quick kiss to his mouth. Harry is instantly abated. He turns to face Louis and throws his arm around him too..

“I told my mum we’d stay for two more days, but we don’t have to,” says Louis.

“That’s fine with me. I like it here.”

Louis still sort of hates to admit it, but— “So do I,” he says with a shrug. “Mum and I talked like you suggested. I think we’ll be alright.”

“Good,” Harry says. “I knew you’d work it out. And it doesn’t all have to happen overnight. Now that you’ve reconnected with her, you can still take things slow.”

“Yeah… It’s thanks to you, though, you know? If you weren’t here, I would’ve left already.”

“I’m happy to help,” Harry says.

In general, he thinks Harry makes him a kinder, more forgiving person. He riles him up and mellows him out at the same time. He challenges Louis’ thoughts about the world in a way that helps him grow. He gets randomly excited lately, thinking about the next several weeks once the wedding is off and they officially start their lives together.

There’s so much he wants to do with him that they never had a chance to. But if nothing else, they’ll grow and learn even more. They’ll be better and stronger than his parents were. And no, they might not have forever. He can’t really imagine losing him in eight years. But if that’s his fate, he’ll make the best of those eight years. They’ll be the best years of their lives.

Louis leans in to kiss him again and that kiss stretches on for a little while. It’s difficult to stop once he’s started. “Tell me what you want to do today,” he says between one kiss and the next. “We’ll do it.”

“There’s something that definitely comes to mind,” Harry says, pressing a kiss to Louis’ jaw and his throat. “But we can’t. Unless we take another horse ride.”

“Or we can just keep quiet. I know that’s difficult for you.”

“You're not a bloody church mouse either,” Harry grumbles.

Louis snorts, tugging on Harry’s hip. “Just get the fuck here.”

“We can’t,” Harry says again.

Louis sighs. “I’ll go have a wank, then. I can’t go anywhere like this,” he says, pushing the duvet aside, revealing the obvious tent in his pants.

Harry narrows his eyes at him. “If any of the kids hear, I’ll be horrified. Like I'll catch the next flight home because I'll be too embarrassed to stay.”

“Guess you'll have to keep quiet,” Louis says again, sliding his hand up beneath Harry’s t-shirt. Harry pulls the t-shirt off. He mounts Louis’ hips without further hesitation. With a laugh, Louis reaches for his bum. Then, the door opens and Harry flops back to his side. At least it’s a housekeeper that barges in and not one of the children Harry’s made friends with. She’s clearly just as embarrassed and unaccustomed to walking in on household members pre-coitus. Louis refuses to think about what anyone else in the house gets up to.

The maid leaves after entreating Louis to tea with his “stepfather.”

Louis would love to stay in bed all morning with Harry, but they’ll have plenty more mornings to wake up together. He nearly says as much, but doesn’t because he’s starting to shock himself with how sappy he’s grown in the last several days. He does at least assure Harry that he has plans to meet Elisabeth when they’re back in Ravenoir.

Which is when Harry’s heartrate spikes oddly.

Louis doesn’t really want to ruin their time in Edinburgh, but eventually, he’ll have to question Harry about whatever it is he’s hiding. Because Zayn was right and Harry occasionally smells of fear.

Fear smells like the sudden profusion of sweat and the increase of oxygen in one’s bloodstream. Harry’s heartbeat will quicken or the breath will momentarily pause and then rush through his lungs. His gaze might even drift away. To anyone else, those occurrences would be imperceptible, but not for Louis’ kind. Louis catches them all, particularly in the moments when they discuss their future.

He wants it to be nothing, but he knows deep down that it’s not. So, in that case, whatever it is, they can only hope to manage it together, the way they’ve managed almost everything else.

Perry’s study is located in the basement without any windows or any possibility of sunlight. But it doesn’t have that dreary lifeless quality about it that most coldblood dwellings do. It’s cosy and well-lit by lamps and a fireplace and even a novelty neon sign by a bar cart.

Louis taps on the open door and Perry beckons him inside. “Have a seat,” he says.

Louis takes one of the armchairs by the fireplace. He clocks a guitar leaning against the wall by a collection of records. “Do you play?” he asks, nodding to the instrument.

“Oh, a bit. I’m learning. Certainly not as musically gifted as you or Harry.”

“Well, we’ve been at it since we were six or so.”

"Of course." Perry serves them both cups of tea. “You seem nervous.”

Louis realises he is. He has a sip of his tea. “Usually, when my dad sits me down for a chat, it doesn’t end well. I’m not looking for…another father figure or whatever…if it means more of that. And I’m not saying you’re anything like him. I’m just saying I’ve got my hands full with my father already.”

Once he’s said it, as uncomfortable as it is, he feels a weight fall off his chest. He hardly knows anything about this man. He doesn’t mean to make premature judgments. But the fear of landing himself in another toxic parental dynamic has hovered distantly over him since he learned about Perry.

Perry however seems unpeturbed. “That sounds fair to me. I was more so hoping we could just be friends. I won’t give you advice you don’t ask for, how’s that?”

Louis blinks. He shrugs as coolly as possible, but he’s almost overwhelmed with relief. “That sounds good to me.”

“You know, I actually wasn’t sure I wanted children before I was turned,” Perry says. “The instant I knew I could no longer have them, the grief set in. I didn’t feel there was much to live for back then, to be honest. Until I met your mum. She was eighteen at the time. She had a lot of influence, coming from nobility. She got me a job. She made sure I was housed and fed. Most people, if they’re kind, would just stop there. But your mother is more than kind. She became my friend. She listened to me. Before I knew it, I was in love with her.”

“And then my father came along,” Louis says.

Perry grimaces. “Yes.”

“I look a lot like him,” Louis says. “We could be twins, some people say. When you look at me, do you not see him? And hate me a little?”

“You’re more like your mum than you know,” Perry says. “I never actually met your father, but I don’t think that’d make a difference. You’re Lucia’s son, through and through.”

Louis peers into his teacup while he mulls that over. He has another sip and looks about the room.

“Anyway,” Perry goes on. “I wasn’t all that sure I’d be a good father, but then Lucia brought all these children into our lives and I think I’ve done alright. It comes naturally, I guess.”

“I can tell they’re all really happy here,” Louis says.

“Do you want children?”

Louis clears his throat. “I mean, yeah. I do. The logistics are a bit…tricky, I think. But if it’s possible, yeah.”

“Tricky how?”

Louis looks at him, his eyes slightly narrowed. “My mum hasn’t told you?”

“Oh, with Harry,” Perry says. He makes a face. “I don’t think that’d be all that tricky. There are surrogates and such. You could also adopt like we have.”

The old vampire is full of surprises. Perry’s nonchalance about the matter both stuns and soothes Louis. He’s not sure what reaction he expected. Perhaps because of Perry’s age, Louis thought his beliefs would be more antiquated.

“There’s also…the issue with his curse,” Louis says. “If we don’t figure anything out— when he turns thirty—”

He can’t say it. He exhales a breath.

“Your mum mentioned that too,” Perry says. “I’m sorry. It sounds like you and Harry have been through a lot together. You deserve more than eight years.”

Louis feels his eyes sting and looks at him a bit alarmed at the prospect of crying in front of his new-ish stepfather. He won’t actually cry, but he’s been fighting off a round of tears since that conversation in the garden last night. The last time he cried was also in Edinburgh, reading Harry’s old letters. He thinks he’s overdue for another.

“It’s okay to show you’re hurting,” Perry says.

“I don’t see how that’s helpful for him,” Louis says. “Not yet anyway. We’ve still got time. So I’m making the best of it.”

Perry smiles. “Sounds like what your mum would say. She’d also tell you to loot as much happiness as you can. It’s owed to you.”

Louis nods. “I intend to.”

“Good,” Perry says. “How about after dinner we pop over to the pub, you, me and Harry?”

“Yeah. That’d be great, actually,” Louis says. “Let’s do it.”

Perry stands, so Louis does too. They both hesitate a minute and then Perry steps forward and draws Louis into a brief hug. It’s inevitably awkward, but only slightly. And more importantly, Louis doesn’t hate it.

Perry pats his back and draws away. “Just to put it out there,” he says. “When you do decide you want another father figure, I am up for the job.”

Louis doesn’t know what to say to that. He thinks that his own father was never up for the job. He fathered children solely because it was part of his duty as heir and because he’s an arrogant bastard who likes the thought of several iterations of himself existing in the world. But he’s never offered nurture or care the way fathers are meant to. Louis doesn’t know how to accept as much because he doesn’t have much practice.

He thinks Perry has the patience to understand that, though.

“Thank you,” Louis finally says.

“Of course,” Perry says.

Louis did say to Harry that Perry acted like more of a father than his own father did, but he didn’t expect the conversation to go the way it did. He hasn’t expected any part of his time here to play out so wholesomely. He planned to march in here, give his mum a piece of his mind, wreck a little havoc and head home. Now he sort of doesn’t want to leave.

And maybe, once the wedding is off, he and Harry can even come back. He’ll see what Harry thinks about that.

Back on the main floor, Louis follows Harry’s scent down one corridor and then a next. He passes a few children on the way who stop him and ask him to come play. He promises them he will in a bit. He hears Harry’s voice when he turns down the next corridor, as well as his mum’s, and he has no time to mentally complain about what a maze the house is or how long it’s taken to reach him because then, he really hears them.

“Isn’t that what it means to care about someone?” Harry says. “To not ask them to blow their whole life up for you? I don’t need that.”

Louis hasn’t stopped his approach, although his steps slow. His feet turn leaden.

“You don’t think the future you could have with him is worth it?” Lucia asks.

“I’ve seen the future I have with him,” Harry says. “We have young children. Two daughters. Ivy and Lucy. And then I die and he’s left to raise them on his own. And I don’t want that for him. Do you?”

All the air leaves Louis. He can’t form another thought. He’s never been one to run from confrontation, but he can’t think of what to say or do in response to this. All the formal and societal education he’s received in countries across Europe could never prepare him for this. In fact, he feels like he’s never learned a thing. He’s a child again, confounded by the ways of others. He’d like to say he understands Harry better than anyone, but in the moment Harry especially confounds him.

Louis’ mum calls to him because she’s picked up his scent or heard the quickening of his heart. Either way, he has no choice but to step into the open. His head is utterly empty. When he looks at Harry, he feels nothing. He’s empty. He can’t conduct his thoughts into emotions yet. He’s terrified to even try.

“You might as well finish your thought,” Louis says once his mother is gone.

Harry’s heart has started thundering double-time. He draws a breath. “I didn’t see the point in mentioning it to you,” he says. “It’s just unnecessary sadness.”

It’s difficult for Louis to get any closer with how heavy his feet still feel. Every step is a struggle. “You’ve seen our children in some version of the future and you didn’t think to tell me?” he asks. “You think of our children as unnecessary sadness?”

“No. That’s not what I mean,” Harry says. “There’s only one version of the future. If we choose to be together, there are children involved. Two girls. And they’re beautiful and perfect. But they depend on us both and then one day I die in front of them. The person in the dream last summer was you. I've seen it more than once now. That’s just what happens.”

Louis lets that sink in and when it does, he realises he should’ve known. He remembers Harry’s dream from last summer. Now that they’re together, now that Harry has claimed he wants to be with him, the logical conclusion is that the person Harry saw in his dream kneeling over his body was Louis. The little girl with them was theirs. And there’s another little girl inside the house that’s theirs too.

“You could have told me,” Louis says.

“Why?”

Louis widens his eyes. “Because we’re not meant to keep secrets from one another. We’re meant to do this together.”

“You’re not hearing me,” Harry says. “We don’t get a happy ending together, we don’t. Our children don’t.”

Louis’ jaw locks. He feels old remnants of their rivalry rearing up. Because he’s not the foolish one here and he won’t be made to feel like one. “The world doesn’t end because a child loses a parent,” he says. “We’re proof of that.”

“Not entirely. But that’s mostly ‘cause we had each other.”

“So your mum wasn’t enough for you? She didn’t do her best? You’re saying I’d be hopeless raising two kids on my own?”

“I’m not saying any of that. I know my mum did her best. I also know she’s only just dating someone now ‘cause she sacrificed all her time and energy to keep us happy. I know none of that made me miss my dad any less. It didn’t make me forget how abandoned I felt, how distant he was in his last years. I don’t want that. You don’t want that. That’s what I’m saying to you. Why would you want a future where we just count down the days or years until I’m gone?”

Maybe Louis is the fool. Because here he’s been, preparing himself to suffer with Harry and to make the most of that suffering when Harry never intended to do the same. Here he’s been, believing the suffering would be worth it for all the joy they could also have. He never saw this coming, so surely the foolish one is clear. “What’s all this been the last few days if you don’t want this?” Louis asks. “Did it mean anything at all when I said I love you?”

“It meant everything.”

“Prove it!” Louis says. “I’m in love with you. I want to be with you. Fuck everything else.”

Harry bites hard on his bottom lip. “You haven’t thought it through. You never—”

Louis laughs, mostly at the absurdity of it all, but partly at himself. “You think I’m an idiot or what?”

“No, I think you never think things through,” Harry says. And then he proceeds to display how thoroughly he’s thought it all through. He’s thought about Louis’ siblings and Louis’ mum. He’s thought about the daughters they could have. He’s thought about the past, the present and the future. And all it amounts to is this:

He doesn’t love him enough. He doesn’t want him enough. He doesn’t think Louis is enough.

At the risk of crying or screaming until his vocal chords implode, Louis shoves Harry into the bookshelf. Controlling his strength is a feat, but he manages. It’s almost like they’re back in the snowy woods at Arrochar. Almost. Harry will never be Louis’ enemy again. Louis loves him too much for that. So he'll never be compelled to fight Harry. But he feels almost as angry as he did then and just as betrayed. It’s true that Harry knows how to hurt him better than anyone, but suddenly Louis doesn't know what any of that pain amounts to. He's better off without it.

“I wish I’d grown up here after all," Louis realises. "Should never have met you.”

“Louis—“

“I said, fuck you," Louis says. "You want us done? We’re done.”

He leaves the room without another word. He leaves the house. He doesn't stop walking until he’s reached the end of the road and here, he sinks down onto the grass. He puts his head in his hands and it’s not so much that he lets himself cry. But like that time in Edinburgh, after weeks or months of fighting it off, there’s simply no fight left.

#i probably could've edited this more idk #i just feel like posting something #i have another one that maybe i'll tidy up and post this weekend #sel #the school of extraordinary lovers #stylinsoncity

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Harry wonders how humans aren’t just standing around all the time snogging their partners. If he had unlimited time with Louis, that’s all he’d want to do.

And have sex, obviously. And eat pizza.

But then it’d be right back to snogging.

#same harry same #stylinsoncity understands #where sirens fear to tread

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♠️ the school of extraordinary lovers by stylinsoncity / @aliensingucci [M, 191k]

♠️ Paint Me In A Million Dreams by green_feelings / @greenfeelings [E, 112k]

Harry's one of Hollywood's biggest actors, has made a name for himself in prestigious films and lives the life of a superstar. There's just one thing missing to make it picture-perfect, but the one Harry's in love with is completely out of reach for him. Enter Louis, one of Hollywood's biggest actors himself, who just came out of the closet and taps new genres in the industry. When Louis sacks the role Harry auditioned for in Scorsese's next big film, their irrational feud starts. Who could have guessed it would get even worse when for promo season, their teams decide to present them as a couple for publicity?

In short, Harry's in love with someone and doesn't care about dating anyone else, Louis never felt home in L.A., Liam writes love songs for someone he shouldn't write love songs to, and Niall makes everything better with good food.

♠️ Flightless Bird by audreyhheart [E, 97k]

AU where Louis Tomlinson is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival from ballet school, moody dance prodigy Harry Styles joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late?

♠️ An Amazing Race Around the World (And to my Heart) by Thingssicant / @sunflowervolh [E, 89k]

“This year marks our thirtieth race around the world, thirty seasons of teams bound by friendship, family, and even some people who just band together for the chance at the prize. But this year, we want to remove that dynamic,” Phil said, rubbing his hands together gently.

The cameras were whirring around them, trying to get every shocked face and gasp from the teams. Louis could feel a ringing in his ears, a new nervousness he hadn’t felt during the entire journey to this competition.

He was sweating more now, more than he could blame on the California sun, as Phil started to read the names of the new teams, the members hugging their loved ones before joining a complete stranger in their new allotted spot.

Or an Amazing race Hate to Lovers au

♠️ Nothing But You On My Mind by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense [E, 83k]

Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting. Louis just wants to make it to Princess Gemma's coronation; once she's crowned Queen, his contract is up and he never has to see the Prince again.

♠️ You Drive Me Round The Bend by TheCellarDoor / @donotdialnine [M, 77k]

In which Louis is a spoilt rich kid who’s always on the phone while he drives and Harry is a struggling musician making his way down the mountain. It’s just a matter of time before they crash and burn.

♠️ Don't Want Shelter by @kingsofeverything [E, 76k]

Louis and Harry have known each other all their lives. Friends as children, they danced around each other as teenagers, and have spent the last twenty-five years either screaming at each other or not speaking at all. Except for that one time ten years ago…

When Hurricane Nicole threatens the coast, they end up stuck together in their families' old vacation home that they begrudgingly co-own.

During the storm, and in the months after, they’re both forced to reevaluate their history and what they mean to each other.

♠️ this charade (was never going to last) by @scrunchyharry [E, 68k]

On the surface, CitizenX, an international caritative nonprofit, looked like any other nonprofit, funding humanitarian missions worldwide and striving to make the world a better place, one donation at a time.

At least, that was what Harry thought, until he was hired as a computer specialist for a spinoff agency called carish, whose true purpose was to reveal CitizenX’s tangled web of lies.

As if the whole ‘industrial spy’ business was not stressful enough, Harry found himself in a hatred-at-first-sight relationship with one of his new coworkers, Louis, a man intent on detesting Harry.

When the worst happened and Harry and Louis found themselves thrown together in hiding, with only each other to rely on, Harry never could have predicted the turn their relationship would take.

Nor could he anticipate that it would all be taken away from him and he would have to decide how far he was willing to go to get Louis back.

♠️ Why Can't It Be Like That by @taggiecb [E, 63k]

Louis Tomlinson, head of his local hospital's charity fund, suddenly finds himself in the heart of the Royal family when his mother marries the third son of the reigning monarch. Such an upset in lifestyle brings a lot of changes for Louis, one of them being the need for a stylist.

Enter Harry Styles, a cutting edge fashion stylist who loves his job and prides himself on his passion. The first time he sees Louis Tomlinson on the cover of a tabloid he wants to dress him, style him, make him as beautiful as Harry knows he could be. When he's hired to do just that, he knows this will be a perfect partnership. That is, until he actually meets the man.

A fashion AU with a royal twist, where Louis doesn't need a stylist, Harry's thrilled to have a real life Barbie doll, and they're both very wrong about each other.

♠️ somethin' bout you by @missandrogyny [E, 59k]

Of all the government agents in the world, Louis had to go and land the most charming one.

♠️ Counterbalance by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf [E, 44k]

Harry Styles loves two things: teaching ballet and racing motorcycles. Those two worlds collide when his greatest rival on the track, Louis “Tommo” Tomlinson brings his tiny siblings to Harry’s class.

♠️ Full Moon Dreaming by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom [E, 43k]

Every month, Full Moon Dreaming reveals a person’s soulmate. Sometimes it’s an object or a place, or for the lucky ones, the love of their life.

Louis has given up hope of dreaming of a person, resigned to living a life devoid of that kind of all-consuming love for another and receiving the same in return.

But when a new neighbour descends on Louis’ beloved Hanson Bay and moves into the other beach house, could all that be about to change?

♠️ make this feel like home by @soldouthaz [E, 43k]

The house on West 28th Street in London is twice the size of Louis', more expensive than the price of all of his house and car payments combined, and is falling apart at the seams.

♠️ The Truth of Hearts by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings [M, 42k]

After rising through the ranks to become one of Hollywood’s most celebrated alpha writers, the world is Harry’s oyster. Louis, another rising star alpha, is Harry’s greatest undoing, in more ways than one.

♠️ Staring Across the Room by @allwaswell16 [E, 26k]

Harry Styles has a great life. He’s a children’s librarian at the New York Public Library, he’s got wonderful friends, and he loves cooking, green tea, yoga, and his collection of bow ties. He doesn’t mind that his life seems a little structured, maybe even a little boring. But when Louis Tomlinson joins the library staff as the new Installation Coordinator, things become a lot less predictable. Louis gets under his skin right from the start, bossing Harry around, making noise during story time, and eating the last cupcake in the staff lounge. Louis may be almost offensively attractive, but Harry will not be succumbing to Louis Tomlinson’s charms, even if the rest of the library staff have.

♠️ Better Walk That (Pap) Walk, Baby by @fallinglikethis, @lululawrence [NR, 25k]

Harry sat and stared at the print in front of his eyes where the names Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles looked to be in neon lights. It made him think back to those early days when all they’d dreamt of was seeing their names lit up on the signs for popular venues. Back then, things had seemed so black and white. Their love had grown as their popularity had, fast and intense and overwhelming. Maybe that was part of the problem. They’d never anticipated having to weave their way through a love so all encompassing at that age, much less at the same time as navigating brand new careers they’d been lucky enough to be a part of.

Harry stared at the papers as if it wasn’t him who had just signed them. He could do this. He could. He could pretend he was still as in love with Louis Tomlinson as he had been all those years ago no problem. He was now an actor in addition to a musician for fuck’s sake, he could make this work.

Or the one where, after years filled with the anger and pain that accompany a bad breakup, Harry and Louis have to try to put it all behind them, at least for the cameras.

♠️ Like Gold by ishiplouis / @pocketsunshineharry [E, 17k]

Harry has been an Adviser for Royal Families since he was 24. From French to Russian families, he has travelled the world and handled difficult situations. That’s, at least, what he believed until a week into his new position as Adviser for his Royal Highness Prince Louis Tomlinson.

Royal AU where Harry is Prince Louis’ Adviser, and Louis is anything but helpful.

♠️ Can't Buy My Love, Can Buy Me Dinner by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 [G, 9k]

Is it ethical to accept a dinner date for the free food? And will you hate me when I go anyway?

Fact 1: Louis hates Harry Styles. Fact 2: Louis is temporarily living off toast and spaghetti hoops. Fact 3: ...Louis may be semi-accidentally dating his worst enemy.

♠️ What a Difference a Day Makes by phdmama / @phd-mama [M, 3k]

Louis makes a squinched up angry face at the name. Harry. Fucking Harry Styles. They’d been in the same RA group as freshmen and when Louis’d made a perfectly tasteful penis joke, Harry had made… well probably exactly the same face Louis is making now and suggested that Louis was… something. Louis can’t even remember, but he knows that whatever it was that Harry said he was doing, he wasn’t doing it. He loves penises, for crying out loud! They’ve been nemesises? nemesies? ever since.

♠️ Stole My Heart by @haztobegood [NR, 2k]

“Oh my god, Niall.” The door slams shut as Harry rushes into the flat. He’s still panting from his rush to get away from the scene of his crime. “You won’t believe what just happened!”

Niall is sitting on the couch in their tiny living room. He looks up from his laptop. “What happened?”

“The worst thing. I’ll never recover. I just reached into a box of free samples outside that new chicken restaurant. Only it wasn’t free samples. It was a man. Holding a box of chicken nuggets. His chicken nuggets. I stole this man’s food, Niall!”

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