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Since the Future

Explicit • 49k

"It's done."

The words were barely above a whisper when they left Harry's mouth, but they hit Louis with the force of a freight train. It was done. Holy fuck. They had created a time machine. And tomorrow, they were travelling to the future.

a.k.a. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles fuck with time, so time fucks with them.

Written for the @bottomlouisficfest

Moodboard by @lovelylou

#blff 2020 #larry fic #larry stylinson fanfiction #hljournal #hlcreators #fics i wrote

yesterdaysprint

The Brockway Record, Pennsylvania, February 3, 1933

pisshandkerchief-deactivated202

hope y'all have a gay little February this year

#did i schedule this post last year?#yes. yes i did

capvlian

mercurial-madhouse

BLAH BLAH BLAH there’s a moment you know (you’re f*cked) | M | 3.2K

By @mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice

Spy AU | Larry | Snark | Enemies to Eventual Lovers | Sexual Tension

Anyone impulsive enough to betray their country is either foolish or overly-confident. Louis’s too cunning for the former. So his inflated ego tips precariously close to the edge between pride and hubris.

In sum: He may be an expert, (as proven by the 32-cal Beretta Alleycat Harry found strapped to his back) but ex-agent Louis Tomlinson will explode like a busted bullet misfiring in a broken gunbarrel if Harry can find his trigger.

Or, the spy AU in which Harry thinks he’s prepared to meet Louis only to find out he’s not.

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stylinsuns

𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙜𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚

by lostonloan // @stylinsuns

harry styles / louis tomlinson | teen & up

“Harry, this is Louis. Our tour guide," Harry grips Louis' hand firmly. “And he’ll be taking you ‘round to all the lovely landscapes in Jaipur to help you nab all those perfect angles for your photos."

“Good to meet you Louis," Harry forces a smile."But I don't believe we have any need for a tour guide after all for I am originally from Rajasthan if you haven’t already noticed and have had my fair share of both Amer and Jaipur so I very well know my ways around the city.”

“Originally from Rajasthan did you say?” Harry nods. “And you’ve been to both Amer and Jaipur?”

“I’ve lived at both these places for a considerable amount of time, yes.”

It's not very often he finds any of his clients to be surprising, but this one. This one doesn't like to fit in the 'often' clan, does he?

Louis smirks, "Welcome back."

Or the desi AU where Harry has been running from his past but his present lands him right back at square one again. And let's say he hadn't planned on falling smack on his bum. But fall he did.

READ NOW ON AO3

moodboard by the lovely & incredible @badreputation thank you, i love you <3

mercurial-madhouse

LOVE AFTER THE END OF THE WORLD | 150K+ | E |

A POST-APOCALYPTIC LARRY/ZIAM SOULMATES AU BY @mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice FOR @onedirectionbigbang FEST ROUND FOUR.

| ARTWORK BY @hiccoops | PLAYLIST BY @onlyforthebabes |

“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?”

**

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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exestolovers

i kiss you (across hundreds of separating years)

“Hi,” Harry breathes, all doll-like, like Louis didn’t spend the morning with him, Harry’s bag slung over his shoulder as he walked him to his classes.

“Hi, sweetheart,” Louis whispers back, and he could burst with it, all the love he has for this boy. He’s never met someone who makes him feel this tingly on the inside – like if he opens his mouth a little too long it’ll all spill out, rainbow coloured glitter and how much he loves Harry.

He leans a little backwards on the bed, helps Harry situate himself on top of his thighs. Harry digs teal painted nails onto the top of his shirt as he makes himself comfortable, his fingers toying with the white straps of Louis’ overalls.

His giggles are breathless and pressed to Louis’ cheek, and they erupt a surprised laugh from Louis, who noses at the chocolate curls on the back of his head before kissing softly below his ear.

He cups Harry’s cheeks, and they’re warm under the tips of his fingers, and bumps his nose against Harry’s. The seafoam green of Harry’s eyes is blurry with their closeness. “What’s it?”

“I’m just – just really happy,” Harry says shyly, thumbing at the warm skin of Louis’ neck, and there are stars in his eyes.

44k | alpha louis/genderfluid harry | mature

the28thofseptemberr

under your bed in new york.

by sleepylittlejupiter // @the28thofseptemberr

teen & up | 33.4k

"We know you're still in love with Harry."

Louis' nostrils flared up. "I'm not—"

"Louis."

"I'm not!"

there are many things louis likes to tell himself. we broke up for a reason. it's been so many years. and of course, the classic: i’ve definitely moved on from him. but when he suddenly finds harry back in his life after three years, louis realizes he might be a little less moved on than he thought.

au; spilling coffee onto an ex, being set up on dates, and having a nosy puppy might be all louis needs to find love again

i edited and revamped this little guy recently, so i finally decided to make a fic post for it (even though i originally posted this fic months and months ago). enjoy!

read now on ao3 and wattpad (although the wattpad version is currently the unedited version)!

the28thofseptemberr

hello everyone, since you all volunteered to be part of the fic promo squad, it would be great if you could reblog my fic post!! no pressure of course, and i hope you all have a lovely day/night, thank you so much :)

@nympholouis @eeveelou @disgruntledkittenface @femstyles

cosmokiszka

AHHH THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY!!!

#:D

adidas-uchiha

#great now its playing in my head #hozier

beckydoesthings

take my hand (my whole life too) by beckywritesthings

explicit | 44k

“You’re famous?” he asks, deciding to dive straight into the heart of the issue.

Harry winces, dropping his gaze to the table. “Erm… famous is one word for it.”

Well, that’s reassuring. Louis raises an eyebrow until Harry heaves a sigh and continues.

“How much do you know about the British monarchy?”

His stomach drops to the floor in a heartbeat, jaw following suit. There’s no way that what Harry’s insinuating is possible. But as the time ticks by, there’s no change in the deadly serious expression on Harry’s face, fingers twitching steadily on the table as he waits for Louis’ answer.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

Or a Crazy Rich Asians AU with a royal twist where Harry is a prince, Louis is most definitely not, and there’s a royal wedding to attend.

moodboard made by me (so much respect for people who do this often omg)

special thanks to @tired-eyes-lou for being a wonderful beta for my first fic! also i have no idea how tumblr really works so if i’ve done something horribly wrong, feel free to let me know LOL

p.s. @falsegoodnight it’s here! it’s done!!

#ooooh yes #fics to read

louyouwilde

If the world was ending- part 1

The voice of the news reporter visibly trembled he read out the latest updates from the teleprompter. His eyes scanned over the text as his voice stumbled over the words as he informed thousands of people, in more technical words, that this may be the last time we will see the sun set. In a matter of moments, it was all over and the TV showed a pattern of colors which periodically switched over to static noise.

I sat there frozen. Beside me, i could feel my phone blowing up with people asking if I was okay. I could hear the rumble of the earth intertwined with the the rushed footsteps of the families trying to make it home one last time. I could feel the warm air of July on my face and in the back of my sense, I could feel the metallic tang of blood which had tainted what was supposed to be a perfect summer.

I should have been scared, I should have done something maybe. But what could I have done when anything I did would be wiped away soon. I did not know when, but i knew it would. In that moment, all I could think about was her. I knew i had to see her one last time. I could not say goodbye to my life if i did not say goodbye to her. She was, in the end, my life. Until two years Ago. I knew that i had no right to call her up in a moment like this because she would probably be with her family. Or friends. Or someone else. But when death is flowing through plates of the earth and threatening to shatter your window, you do not think about what may or may not happen. You just do.

I picked up my phone and rushed through my contacts to fine the name I had not spoken out loud in two years. That red year and smiley was still next to her name as I clicked her contact and prayed to every god i ever knew that she would pick up.

I heard a knock on the door and although every fiber of my body just wanted to stay on call just in case she picked up, I knew it was very strange that someone was knocking on my door right now. No one would do that. I clutched my phone in my hand and walked to the door, trying to suppress the small voice giving me hope. I opened the door slowly, anxious as to who would want to be away from their home at a time like this. When I opened the door, the tremor my heart felt was stronger than what the earth was going to in a few moments.

It was her.

#oh wowww #this was brilliant #end of the world stories hit different