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the sound of my heart needs the sound of another heart by momentofclarity | G | 2776 In the summer of '83, Louis is fifteen years old and in love.

this is my jam by disgruntledkittenface | M | 4513 The guy’s eyes are so blue that Harry can’t tear his gaze away, even as he moves to the beat. The searing light shade is magnetic; he finds himself leaning in and yelling, “This is my jam!” only to earn a laugh from thin pink lips that Harry’s definitely going to be dreaming about tonight. “Your jam?” When the guy yells back over the music, his blue eyes sparkling and his lips twisted in a smirk, Harry’s chest literally puffs out with pride at earning his attention. His obvious approval. Tongue-tied, Harry nods and closes his eyes as he lets go, the music reverberating around them. All of the usual inhibitions that keep him in the corner at parties fall away and he bounces around the center of the dance floor, waving his arms above his head. Somehow his towel stays on, even as he starts to think he wouldn’t mind if it fell off. Fuck it. He finally made it here, he’s damn well going to enjoy it. Harry goes to a gay bathhouse for the first time. 90s AU.

beneath the sound of hope by YesIsAWorld | E | 6620 After Louis Tomlinson leaves the set of the Smashing Pumpkins’ “1979” music video, it’s not the band or the experience that he can’t stop thinking about—it’s the curly-haired boy he met while filming. Determined to track that same boy down, he sets off on a short journey and ends up figuring out some truths about himself along the way.

BLVD by kingsofeverything | E | 12091 It’s the first week of summer break and Harry just wants to relax and enjoy his vacation in Myrtle Beach. If only he could stop making an ass of himself.

honey, honey by resurrectdead | E | 13194 It just feels weird to not be able to tell his own mum about how nervous yet over the fucking moon happy he is right now, because this tape isn’t for neither Niall nor Liam. It’s for, well. It’s for Harry bloody Styles. The boy that makes his insides feel like sunshine. Or: It’s 1988, and Louis has to make a mixtape for Harry

enter exit (enter) by louisandthealien | M | 17534 When he’s finally in the hotel, crammed into the tiny phone booth, all he can do is stare at the faded paper sign glaring down at him from the wall. 1 Minute = 11.82 USD Mexico --> United States He has less than a minute to break his boyfriend’s heart, and it’s going to cost him twelve bucks to do it. There’s sand under his fingernails as he dials the number.

Let The Boys All Sing And The Boys All Shout For Tomorrow by Lunarrua | M | 18429 It's February 1988. Thatcher is in power. There's a new drug sweeping through the clubbing scene. In Manchester, it's the eve of a major protest and a new musical movement. And when Nick finds Harry looking lost outside his favourite chip shop, it's the start of a weekend that will leave an indelible mark on both their lives.

I Just Want You to Know Who I Am by gettingaphdinlarry | nr | 21729 It's Niall Horan's senior year and it's going to be great. He's got a solid group of friends, a new job, and he gets to take his favorite class again, as long as he keeps a journal his creative writing teacher will never read. When his crush takes the same class, he's glad he has something to confide in. Even if that something is a notebook that can't talk back.

Among Lavender Fields by homosociallyyours | E | 70354 At twenty-one, Louis Tomlinson is more than ready to shed the girl next door image that's been with her since her entry into film in her childhood, but with a mother and father steeped in Hollywood tradition it's felt impossible. Meanwhile, Harry Styles is a young, struggling musician new to London, friendless yet eager for the next phase of her life to begin. When French director Marie Coutard casts the two of them in her film, it's a chance for both to break away from the people they've been. Together, they struggle through an acting process that's new and unfamiliar for both of them, learning more than they could've imagined about themselves along the way. As they spend long days picking lavender and long nights sharing the things they've never been able to tell anyone else, their love blooms. Will the flower fade, or will the love they make among lavender fields be one they carry with them to the end?

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if you like it by words_unravel | G | 874 Perhaps this wasn't Louis's best idea. Maybe.

Beautiful, Dirty, Rich by KrisStylinson | E | 4223 Louis shrugs, then as if it’s the simplest answer in the world, mumbles, “You said you were bored.” Zayn’s heart melts. He’s got the sweetest boy in the world, hands down. He’s so thankful. “And they just let you in for that?” This time, Louis grimaces while his head floats back and forth questionably. “They let me in because I’m Zayn Malik’s husband who had to come a little late due to work issues, which I’m terribly sorry for.” Zayn can’t help but give that a laugh with a fond shake of his head. “You’re such a fuck.”

At Least I Think I Do by KrisStylinson | M | 5596 It’s just supposed to be a prank. Harry isn’t supposed to be okay with the idea of accidentally marrying his best friend, or the fact that he’s woken up naked in bed with him the morning after. He’s supposed to freak out and maybe cry a bit until Louis finally takes pity on him and tells him it’s a joke. He’s not supposed to like it.

the sun rises behind you | E | 15674 “Well,” he says, trailing off and hoping Malik will say something, anything, so he can get an idea of what he’s in for. Malik is a computer analyst, for crying out loud. Jeffries might as well have thrown them to the wolves. Actually, wolves probably would have been nicer than this assignment. harry and zayn as undercover agents, posing as newlyweds in suburbia.

Just Say Yes | nr | 19575 “Well, given that I’ve run all out of options - I’d like to propose,” Louis says with a sharp grin. ‘Propose what?’ Harry questions, frown on his face. ‘Honestly Louis, you’re in trouble here and we have to find a way that’ll allow you to stay. Now’s not the time to be cryptic.’ “I’m not being cryptic – I’m proposing, here.” He sits down on one knee and quickly fashions a ring out of the hair-tie he’s still got wrapped around his wrist. “Harry Styles – please marry me and make an honest, British citizen out of me.” -- or the one where Louis and Harry fake a marriage to keep Louis in Britain, and it's suspiciously easy, until it isn't anymore.

Hard Brexit by Lunarrua | nr | 31241 There are ways of getting an EU passport, if you really need one. And what's a fake marriage between old friends anyway? It's not like a little past history and some lingering, unspoken emotions could make matters complicated, now could it? A Brexit-inspired fake marriage AU.

For Better, Worse And Mischief (I'm All Yours) by RedOrchid | E | 37513 The One Direction PR management team decides that Harry needs to get married. Harry doesn't want to. Louis comes up with the perfect solution to the problem.

kiss me on the mouth (and set me free) by tempolarriefics | M | 47254 Harry, being his endlessly patient self, asks with a wry smile, “And who am I going to spontaneously marry for financial aid?” He clearly intends for it to be a rhetorical question, for it to shoot down Louis’ ridiculous marriage idea. But Louis answers easily, “Me. You’ll marry me." aka the not-so fake marriage AU in which Harry and Louis get married to keep Harry from dropping out of uni (and if they discover that they’re in love along the way, well, that’s neither here nor there).

Sail away with me by Star_Henderson | E | 47443 “It’s inhumane putting four blokes in one cabin.” Louis stripped off and climbed up into his top bunk. “And why did we get the smelliest twat on the whole ship and bore of the century?” Harry shrugged. “We clearly pissed someone off along the way.” Louis snorted softly. “Who do I have to bend over for to get us an upgrade?” Harry barked out a laugh. “If only it were that simple.” He rolled his eyes wistfully at Louis. “The only way I’m going to get a two berth is to throw Payno overboard and be next in line for the deputy cruise director's job.” Louis leaned up on one elbow to look over at Harry. “Would you help me weigh his body down so I don’t go to jail?” “Only If I can share your cabin.” Harry shuffled about, tucking the duvet between his legs, sweeping his hair up into a bun and securing it in a band. “I’m not being an accessory to murder and then still having to share with them two, no fucking way.” Or Louis and Harry are part of the entertainment team on board a luxury cruise liner. They hate sharing their four berth cabin with two other guys and would do anything to get a cabin of their own. One drunken night the solution was simple. They'd just get married...

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Strings by Lunarrua | M | 9299 Tonight's just about moving on, no strings sex, simple as that.

The Orchards of Jessop by jaerie | E | 15078 At age 40, there isn’t much excitement in widower Louis Tomlinson’s life, but wasn’t that the reason he’d moved to Jessop Island in the first place? Back then he hadn’t thought retiring before he reached 30 and moving to the countryside would mean that he’d be doing it alone. Now, just to fill the space, he welcomes lodgers into his home that pass through working as temporary labourers at the orchards just up the road. They’ve all been young adults eager to start lives of their own after one last summer of freedom. All of them have been much the same, coming and going from Louis’ house with just enough social interaction to keep the house from feeling so empty. But when a global pandemic shuts down the world, being quarantined with a quiet twenty year old who keeps to himself might turn out to be an awkward arrangement. By the time the restrictions have been lifted, their relationship has developed into something Louis isn’t quite ready to give up. With their twenty year age difference, Louis has to be prepared for the inevitable outcome when the reality shatters the private world they’ve been living in. He’s not sure he’ll be able to let it go.

You Might Want to Marry My Husband by Rearviewdreamer | nr | 24522 When Harry’s husband dies, he asks one thing of him; to find love and happiness again without him. It’s a request that Harry is happy to disregard, until he meets the one person who is impossible to ignore.

Hiding My Heart (I met someone by accident) by MrsStylinson | E | 54480 Louis is a grieving widower touched by an article in the newspaper about a man who designed his dying husband's dream house. Harry provides guided tours as a way of immortalising his deceased husband's vision. In the midst of emotion, Louis enters a competition to win a private guided tour with the man himself, Harry Styles. When he wins, two widowers plagued by their own grief and their own desperate desire to move on collide. Angst and fluff ensue.

Tug-of-War by cherrystreet | E | 63000 Louis' husband dies suddenly and he is left with nothing. Well, not really nothing. He has Harry. And a St. Bernard puppy named Link, whom his late husband left behind for him. Louis takes care of Link and Harry takes care of Louis. Everything is okay until suddenly, it isn't.

The Prince King by ziamhaze | E | 69855 At twenty, Zayn finds himself a widower and single father of one. It takes everything in his power to raise the three month old alone while also keeping up with his budding career as an artist. Five years later and Zayn’s more dedicated than ever to do whatever it takes for the little boy to have a better life than the one he had at his age. When that includes hiring a professional carpenter to build him a treehouse, Zayn finds himself having to figure out how to win the man’s game of cat and mouse before the structure’s complete, or risk missing out on someone who makes him want to spend the rest of his life mixing oil paints together in order to find the exact shade of warmth that the contractor exudes.

The Murmur of Yearning by MediaWhore | M | 93264 Four years ago, Harry Styles was forced into a marriage of convenience to enrich and ally both his and his promised's families. The sudden, and slightly suspicious, death of the Marquess of Haxshire, however, brings great disturbance to Crescentfield Hall and, as his late's husband's closest male relative, Harry unexpectedly finds himself the head of a family he never felt he belonged to. Between a meddling distant cousin hellbent on inserting himself in Harry’s life, his wicked and mistrustful mother-in-law and his late husband’s advisors refusing to help or take him seriously, Harry struggles in the fight to keep what he’s earned and make the Estate finally feel like home. Luckily, he doesn’t stand completely alone and finds himself an unlikely ally in Mr Tomlinson, the elusive Land Stewart who has been taking care of the property in the shadows for years. Louis Tomlinson is caring, patient, and unlike everyone else, he doesn’t seem to think Harry committed a murder.

Lightning Strikes Twice by dinosaursmate | E | 104570 Louis slipped his hand onto Harry’s thigh, snaking his fingers up and inwards. “I’m a big fan. You’re so talented, and I have to admit that I actually fancy you a bit.” “Yeah?” Harry reached up to push Louis’ fringe out of his eyes. “Well, you know, I like to try and be accommodating to my fans.” “You’re quite well known for that,” Louis whispered as he turned his head some more, their mouths an inch apart. “So I hear.” --- Rock star Harry Styles was nineteen when he met Louis, a groupie with a huge heart that Harry couldn’t quite shake from his mind. Fate granted him a second chance at the age of sixty, his washed up and lonely existence being transformed by a widower with a bookshop.

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Love Is In The Chippy by savannah_blue | G | 901 Harry likes to take his pet chicken Geraldine to the local chippy for lunch. When Harry runs into a handsome stranger one day at the chippy, Geraldine plays matchmaker. Written from the chicken's POV. Obviously.

Fish & Chips by BlackSlytherin | G | 1868 "The first thing he noticed was a big bright brown boot landing on the ground, and then there was a big bright guy following it. Bright as in he was flamboyant and suddenly he felt like screaming along all these girls because oh god that man was gorgeous, and Louis couldn't help but stare." Louis works at a Fish & Chips shop and Harry Styles is filming his Gucci ad.

the chicken can stay (but you've gotta go) by brokenstereotype | nr | 3337 Louis wonders who on earth wakes up at nine in the morning and craves fish and then wonders who on earth brings a chicken into a fish and chips restaurant. AKA because of that Gucci shoot.

No Harm, No Fowl by rainbowslovehl | G | 6381 “He’s here again,” Louis hissed at Niall, his co-worker who was scraping chips into a paper tray and on top of the fish. The guy passing by was distracting but according to Niall, he wasn’t an unusual sight for him. But he could indulge Louis, at least. “He’s just walked past the shop for the second time, probably on his second lap of the neighbourhood. What do you think he wants? What does it mean?” “He’s looking for his lost farm?” Niall supplied before sniggering at his own joke, handing over the order. “Don’t make that face and just stop obsessing over him. He’s just a guy.” Louis finds himself obsessed with figuring out why Harry roams around the neighbourhood in a blue robe. Featuring Geraldine the hen, bad bird puns and too much ketchup.

Let The Boys All Sing And The Boys All Shout For Tomorrow by Lunarrua | M | 18429 It's February 1988. Thatcher is in power. There's a new drug sweeping through the clubbing scene. In Manchester, it's the eve of a major protest and a new musical movement. And when Nick finds Harry looking lost outside his favourite chip shop, it's the start of a weekend that will leave an indelible mark on both their lives.

Fool For You by flowercrownfemme, lesbianferrissbueller | nr | 46622 “It’s not a game.” Harry scoffed, trying to push past him once more but Louis held his ground. “And I’ve never once told you a lie.” “All you do is lie," Harry argued. "Jests and tricks and made up stories, that’s your trade. I’d never trust a word from your mouth.” “I tell stories,” Louis conceded, “but a good one must be based on truth. And my stories tend to get a bit more truthful when I’m around you, Princess.” In which Harry is a brooding prince who's scarcely smiled since the death of his mother and Louis is the dashing jester hired to change that.

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I am on my way, can't stop me now, and you can do the same by SilverShadow1 | E | 1014 “Oh, I almost forgot!” He heard Niall snort as he took his pin out of his pocket and placed it on his shirt. It read: Fuck You, I’m Gay. “Understated,” said Niall, dryly. Harry elbowed him. “Shut it, I like it. I’m here and I’m queer and anyone who doesn’t like it can bite me.” OR Harry and Niall go to Pride and make friends with Louis and Liam.

Glad to be Gay by Stria | T | 2667 It's the same old story all over the world When a boy meets a boy and a girl meets a girl We all come together cos we're happy to say It's a natural fact that it's good to be gay [Or, it's the 80s. Harry and Louis are together.]

Kiss the Boys by FallingLikeThis | E | 8281 “Being able to blatantly kiss pretty boys out in the open is my favorite part of Pride,” Harry says without preamble, leaning into Louis’ space, inviting pink lips quirking up as they get closer to him. “You up for it?” “Um,” Louis glances at Zayn for help. He’d thought for sure after the way he’d just seen Zayn and Harry kissing, there had to be something more going on there. The last thing Louis expects to see on Zayn’s face is a knowing grin. Harry leans closer and for a split-second, Louis wants to meet him halfway but then he thinks better of it. He doesn’t know the landscape here and in just a couple of weeks living with him, he’s already learned that Zayn is really bad about holding his feelings in. He doesn’t want to risk stepping on the toes of his closest friend here at Uni. So, at the last second, Louis raises his empty hand and covers Harry’s mouth before the boy can complete his mission. “Sorry, Curly,” Louis says jokingly, “I just don’t know where that mouth has been.”

Prelude to Forever by AlwaysAqua | M | 13503 @StylinHarry: So I kinda fell for a boy yesterday at #ChiPride. Kissed & fireworks went off. Literally. He’s a drama teacher. Goes by “Louis” but I prefer Sunshine. Very pretty. The prettiest. Got separated & I’m a fucking idiot who forgot to get his number. Anyone know him? #helpfindsunshine Or, Louis and Harry meet at Pride in Chicago and spend the day falling for each other before getting accidentally separated.

Let The Boys All Sing And The Boys All Shout For Tomorrow by Lunarrua | M | 18429 It's February 1988. Thatcher is in power. There's a new drug sweeping through the clubbing scene. In Manchester, it's the eve of a major protest and a new musical movement. And when Nick finds Harry looking lost outside his favourite chip shop, it's the start of a weekend that will leave an indelible mark on both their lives.

The Changer and the Changed by homosociallyyours | M | 59496 It’s the spring of 1977 and Harry Styles has just moved to New York City after graduating college. She knows she’s a lesbian. She just needs to figure out how to meet other lesbians. Louis Tomlinson works at a popular women’s bookstore in the Lower East Side, Womon’s Direction, where she spends her days reading feminist literature, writing poetry, exchanging friendly barbs with her boss Niall, and dreaming of finding someone to love. When Harry and Louis meet, their connection is instantaneous. Slowly but surely, Louis welcomes Harry into her community of women. Stonewall veteran and old school butch Niall; Liam, a land dyke who’s moved to the city for love; and Zayn, a lesbian musician who’s been ostracized by a vocal part of women’s community for being trans, welcome Harry with open arms, ready to help her find her place in New York City’s bustling lesbian scene. It’s a time of growth for everyone involved.

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lunarrua replied to your post “no one on this planet takes a mouth-held-a-fraction-open picture like...”

Hello Silv. I’m sorry but i think i must demand you provide evidence. In a very long multipic post. Or a series of posts. That would be the only thing to convince me.

Thank you, you wonderful apple. Finally a quarantine craft activity that I can commit to. 

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lunarrua replied to your post: '

I can’t believe the fires are still burning. It’s not on the news here any more. I can’t imagine how awful it must be for people and wildlife.

its crazy like some of these are the same fires that started weeks ago still burning. on the news the fire service people said they started before the ‘bushfire season’ had technically even begun so they will probably be around longer than usual too :/ i guess international media can only focus on an unchanging situation for so long, i definitely notice that our news stops talking about things that are Very much still happening real fast too! i feel so bad for people who live close to bushland as well, even if their houses survive the stress/uncertainty of all this must have a huge emotional impact

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lunarrua replied to your post “hello i love it a lot my dudes”

It’s so summery! You are in the right hemisphere for this song!

Harry said southern hemisphere rights ; your cities may be cloaked in bushfire smoke and your sun hanging in the sky as an eerie bright red ball, but here have a bop. Sing louder I can’t hear you through your P2 breathing mask  (I included a picture of the sun as of 5 mins ago for reference hashtag no filters.) (I’m joking but seriously there are over 100 fires in NSW alone and currently 7 emergency fires, one with a 60km wide fire front and there is no relief from weather conditions changing coming anytime soon) (I have no idea why I added this on to a reply to you lovely lunarrua, sorry!)