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FIC REC MASTERPOST: Below you’ll find links to all fic recs that have been made so far.
📕 ABO
📕 ABO II
📕 ABO III
📕 ABO IV
📕 Actor
📕 Actor II
📕 Amnesia
📕 Angst
📕 Artist
📕 Autumn
📕 Bakery
📕 Beach
📕 Book
📕 Canon
📕 Doctor
📕 Endgame
📕 Fantasy
📕 Farm
📕 Fashion
📕 Florist
📕 Fluff
📕 Holiday
📕 Hogwarts
📕 Marcel
📕 Movie/TV
📕 Mpreg
📕 Musician
📕 Nobility
📕 Office
📕 Parent
📕 Pet
📕 Pirate
📕 Royal
📕 Royal II
📕 Soulmate
📕 Sports
📕 Spring
📕 Summer
📕 Teacher
📕 Travel
📕 Winter
*updated July 2024*
Birthday Boyfriend | 6k | Strangers to birthday boyfriends
For @1dsasfest
Alternate Universe | Exes to Lovers | Exes | Post-Break Up | Breaking Up & Making Up | Getting Back Together | Angst | Fluff | Fluff and Angst | Pining | Mutual Pining | Idiots in Love | POV Alternating | 4k
Breaking up six weeks before their best friends’ wedding wasn’t ideal, especially given the fact that both Harry and Louis are part of the wedding party.
What happens when they see each other at the wedding and actually get a moment alone during the reception?
By insufferablelovebirds
"Louis was surprised when instead of a novel a screenshot came through, he tapped it waiting for it to unpixelate and his stomach dropped to somewhere around his knees when it finally cleared.
His eyes caught first on the picture taking up most of the screen; it was Harry, without a doubt, despite the nondescript gray beanie pulled low over his ears, sending the camera a murderous glare as he struggled to keep a cream colored blanket over the head of the infant clutched to his chest in whipping wind.
Wait.
Infant?"
An AU where it's been three years since Louis and Harry split and two years since they'd spoken when Harry is papped with an infant clutched to his chest.
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson || Teen and Up || 35k
As a plane crash investigator, Louis has handled his fair share of strange cases, but something is different about the crash of British Airways flight BA278.
Crashed into the Brecon Beacons, over the Pen Y Fan mountain, very few survived.
One of them being the pilot, Harry Styles.
While evidence is pointing to a pilot error, something isn't adding up with Harry's story and Louis is determined to figure out what exactly happened that night and why Harry isn't all that keen to prove his own innocence.
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For the @onedirectionbigbang 2025!
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Dedicated to everyone who reached out to me wishing to have it back. You're all such precious gems. Thank you!
A POST-APOCALYPTIC LARRY/ZIAM SOULMATES AU by @mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice originally written for @onedirectionbigbang Fest Round Four.
“Wait. Just so I’m clear in me fucking noggin,” Niall says. “An international worldwide takeover is well under way and the only thing standing between having hot showers and a second end of the world is us five fuckers?”
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Society shattered when all electricity suddenly cut off across the globe, plunging the world into darkness. Now, Prometheus Industries is the sole remaining supply of power, a saving grace to those who survived Lights Out. As fugitives in no-man’s land struggling to break into Prometheus HQ, death lurks around every corner for Louis and Zayn. Things get complicated when a routine recon falls apart and Louis collides with Harry and his mates Niall and Liam, survivors with their own agenda.
When staying alive is already a constant battle, the deadliest weakness is to be in love. For Harry and Louis, finding each other sits on top of the endless list of What Else Could Go Wrong.
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Being an Avenger means continuing to be Captain America and smiling and being honorable for the public and Harry does his best. But it doesn’t give him time to figure out who he is supposed to be once he takes off his uniform and puts the shield to the side. Just being Harry had always involved Louis, and Harry fears he doesn’t know how to exist without him.
or: Harry is Captain America, and Louis’ been dead for 70 years.
by brooklyn_babylon / @twopoppies (E, 100K)
It’s 1880, and premier danseur Harry Styles is running out of time. At twenty-five, he’s fast becoming too old for the lecherous benefactors who frequent The Paris Opera Ballet’s infamous backstage, and the only way to ensure he isn’t left penniless or rotting away in a brothel is to secure a permanent patron.
Enter Lord Louis Tomlinson: wealthy, young, handsome. And, unfortunately, a notorious rake. Harry strikes him and his gigantic ego off the list immediately… At least until they realize they have a common set of enemies and a common goal: revenge.
Though their ruse starts smoothly enough, the decadent freedom of Belle Époque Paris gives way to the rigid social rules of aristocratic Victorian London. Can a relationship that started as a calculated deception withstand the harsh realities of societal expectations and family duty to become a love more honest and profound than either has ever known?
Parings: Harry/Louis
Rating: strangers to friends to lovers, secret relationship, angst, grief, bullying, explicit violence, explicit sexual content
Length: 172k
Written: for the @1dangstfest
Summary:
Louis’ life changes completely after the passing of his mother. He and his little sister have to move in with their grandparents in a new town and start all over again. Too sad to care about anything after the loss of the person he loved the most, he is resigned to pursue a future he isn’t passionate about but is one that will help his family in the long run.
Harry’s life was uprooted after being bullied at his last school. Life isn’t much better at this new one, though he is determined to finish his schooling in the shadows until he can leave for university, focusing on his passion for dancing that allows him to escape the torture that is his daily life in school. What he doesn’t expect is to make friends with the new boy at school, a boy who is determined to show him patience, kindness, and love.
A story of two boys learning to let love in again whistle serving as a source of support and comfort for each other.
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The one where Harry is bullied, Louis is grieving, and together they fall in love with themselves and each other.
(Explicit 65k)
By: PeachBootyLou
They had a lovely house and a lovely cat and a lovely life. Harry and Louis couldn’t have been happier.
Until they weren’t
After a year apart, Harry was finally ready to move on and pick up the pieces with Maisie. That was until Louis suddenly appears back in their lives.
Not that Harry cares at all. Or does he?
Inspired by this tweet
Louis woke up after having a sexy dream about his best friend’s boyfriend’s best friend resolved to never think about it again. He hardly knew Harry, so what difference would it make? But when they are thrown together only a few days later, Louis had to admit, his subconscious might have been onto something.
Stardust In Our Souls by Larrysmomfics Completed story posting every Saturday as a WIP!
Explicit | Magic AU with a soulmate twist | Slow Burn-ish | Angst | Humor | Smut | Banter | OT5 | So much of the Styles siblings | Witch/Botanical shop owner Harry | Investigative Journalist Louis | Supernatural Elements | Familiars | Witchcraft | Death and Grief |
The death and grief is mostly mentions, however, MCD IS tagged, but I PROMISE it’s the happiest ending!
Harry Styles refuses to fall in love. After finding out about a generational family curse as a ten year old boy, young witch Harry casts a spell to ensure that he'll never find his true love so that he'll never have to experience the heartbreak of losing them.
Fast forward to present day.
With the curse still looming over his and his sister's heads, and no endeavors to help by the Witch Council, Harry decides to send out his own call for help by coming out to the world...as a witch. What he doesn't anticipate is that his coming out video will end up going viral, garnering the attention of not only the Witch Council, but inadvertently summoning the soulmate his ten year old self unknowingly bound to him all those years ago. Harry’s pursuit to break the curse ensues with the enlisted help of his soulmate, unaware investigative journalist Louis Tomlinson.
With a few twists and turns along the path to discovering the origin of the curse, Harry embarks upon a journey of righting past wrongs, solving an unforeseen mystery, and unintentionally entangles himself in an unexpected side quest as well- falling in love.
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The witchrry fic inspired by Practical Magic with Stevie Nicks as the High Priestess of Harry’s coven.
Chapters 1-3 out now! READ HERE on AO3!
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Strawberry Milk Fic (the series) by @wankerville - favourite quotes
and that's how it happened. Harry smiled at him and all of a sudden Louis’ life wasn't even his own anymore.
It is so terrifying how a bundle of letters and spaces can affect someone so much, make the letters stop forming and the spaces between each of them get bigger.
They don't teach you how to love broken people in school. They don't teach you how much it rips out of you, not just you, but your soul. Emptying you one by fucking one.
[…] and letting yourself be vulnerable; raw - wounds stinging as if freshly open, but jesus, does it feel good - because sometimes you need a second chance at healing, (third, fourth, fifth, lifetime.)
Sometimes, you have to keep ripping open your wounds until the skin cells finally form together the right way. It is called the future, it is called hope.
He feels so fucking guilty, he fucking thought it wasn’t that bad. Whenever the word ‘no,’ is ignored it's bad.
Recovery isn't the flip of the blinds and letting the light inside. It isn't the flick of a switch, things just don't get better instantaneously. What recovery really is, is sifting through the sofa cushions for crumbs of courage and dimes of hope. Recovery is deliberately forgetting these giant chunks of life, these pieces of unwanted grasps that you never asked for. But no matter how much you want the memories to evaporate, you cling to them, like dryer lint to black polyester. Once the ocean takes you under, the struggle to get back up is more painful than the fall into it.
That's life. It is full of good things and bad things, and you never really know where you are going to end up in the never ending kaleidoscope that is the cosmos.
But just because today is a mixture of salt and water and hushed sobs, tomorrow is a fresh start that could be snorting milk up your nose from laughing too hard. Tomorrow the kisses might feel even better than honey, they could feel like forever.
(infinity starts with a knot in the chest.)
