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EVENT HORIZON | 4.2k | M
by @mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice
Event Horizon (noun): the boundary of a black hole beyond which nothing, including light, can escape; the point of no return.
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Celebrated as the youngest soulmates to ever find each other, the world sees Harry and Louis as one. But one body was never meant to hold the magic of two.
AU - Soulmates | Magical Realism | Soulmarks | Dark & Angst | Intense | Eventual Happy Ending
Interlude: One Night in March | 10k | E
@mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice
Angst and Smut | Magical Realism | Supernatural Elements | b!L | Larry
“Told you sometimes big can be hard to handle.”
Louis’s laugh was somehow too breathless for the actual sound. It ended up coming out both breathy and breathless at the same time which honestly made no sense but if anyone could pull that off it was Louis and his fucking ridiculous vocal control.
“I can always fucking handle you.”
Set one month after what happened in February when Louis was cursed, we get a glimpse into Harry and Louis's relationship after everything they went through to find each other.
UPDATE
1) This fic just got a massive overhaul in preparation for the sequel to Three Days in February.
B) This fic can be read as a stand-alone. Enough is explained if you’d like to just enjoy this as a PWP and ignore the plot!
X) If you have read Three Days in February, then buckle up! There’s lots of plot and everything in this fic has a purpose, even the sex. Because I can’t help myself. So if you’d like clues to what’s going on for H and L post-TDIF, give it a read!
One is Forever Enough.
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In a world where emotions are restricted for the soulless, two strangers uncover their forbidden capacity to feel. Despite having agreed to sell their souls decades ago, Harry and Louis now play with fire as they discover the dangerous depths of their newfound love. When Harry goes missing, Louis knows the keepers of their souls are after him next. With the help of his friends Liam and Niall, and Harry’s friend Zayn, he’ll have to journey through the dark, find Harry, and retrieve their souls before they’re severed from each other for eternity.
If they succeed they’ll be mortal again, but for Louis, spending just one lifetime with Harry is forever enough.
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Harry’s features soften, the half light of the flickering neon sign nearby dappling his skin like star glitter. In the silence weaving around them, Louis swears there’s a heartbeat pulsing in his ears that’s not his own.
“You feel it too, don’t you.”
The low thrum of Harry’s words reminds Louis of the Northern Lights if the painted sky had a melody. He’s not used to the air this high or the dizzying mess in his chest of magnetic puzzle pieces singing to life from Harry’s voice. He has to brace a palm against the rough brick by Harry’s head, trying to scrape the fog of sensations he hasn’t felt in so long out of his skin.
It’s not working. Louis’s addicted to a drug he never realized still existed, intoxicated on an elixir that’s got him tasting harmonies.
“They’ll find us if we do this,” he whispers.
A steadying hand curves around his hip, draws Louis in until he can feel the tickle of curls against his forehead. Palms sweaty, he tries not to gulp down the fragile breath wisping across his lips from the warm mouth hovering just out of reach.
“I haven’t cared about anything in so long, Louis. I don’t know how to care about that now.”
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| Soulmates AU | Larry | Angst | H/C | Supernatural Elements | Forbidden Love | Secret Relationship |
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Loved reading your brilliant snips, @evilovesyou @dehydratedpoolfics @cyantific and @zannithinks !! 60k into mine, pretty slow for ten days of work, but here’s seven unedited sentences that don’t give too much away!
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The floor is solid, the windows unbroken, but Harry’s certain the ground is crumbling beneath the weight of everything Louis is telling him.
Louis finally turns to face him, but the last rays of sunlight have already lost their grip on the horizon. The golden hues have tumbled over the edge, dragging Louis back into the cool tones of stark shadows and distant moonlight. They highlight the determined agony suddenly carving into the grim lines of his face.
“Lou…” Harry doesn’t know how to control his voice as well as Louis does, but he tries, because something is flaring up in his stomach. He can’t tell if it’s hope, hysteria, or horror slowly dawning on him with the dying of the light. “What’re you saying.” ********
But what they mostly remembered was the way his eyes were alight the whole time, smile always playing about his lips like he couldn’t stop himself, confident and challenging and incredibly fucking sexy.
-(Three Days in February by @mercurial-madhouse)
FRACTURED by @mercurial-madhouse / writing_practice
Locked in place, Louis stares at the golden-boned skeleton, caged and choking on the suffocating abyss of its prison. Spidery writing lacerates the black and punctures the wraith.
Your demons will expose you.
He turns the card over. The two words claw down his throat, pierce his lungs, feed on his air.
Finish it.
COMING SOON
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“It’s not about other people understanding what they mean though is it? It’s about making sure people know that you’ve got something to say. Something to say so forcefully, so powerfully, that you’re willing to permanently brand it on you so no one could possibly forget it.”
-(Quote from Three Days in February by @mercurial-madhouse)
Because after my post yesterday about Louis’s 28 tattoo I’m feeling the need for some tattoo appreciation that borders on tattoo worship.
Your heart was glass, I dropped it
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Two years ago Louis walked out for the last time, the slam of the door shattering Zayn’s heart. Diving headfirst into his career gives Zayn the distraction he needs to ignore sharp edges pressing through his ribs with every breath. Wrapped in a protective layer of callous behaviour, Zayn keeps his broken heart buried deep within him.
His cutthroat ways skyrocket him to the top of his career ladder while earning him the fear of others with every heart he steps on to get there.
When he crosses the wrong person he’s taught just how fragile hearts can truly be.
Louis appears on Zayn’s doorstep, livid with rightful rage, demanding answers for the precious cargo he carries in his hands: his crystalline heart with his own name undeniably etched in Zayn’s handwriting.
And it’s beating.
With Louis's heart literally on the line, the two are inexplicably tangled in the hunt for answers. But neither man has ever been the particularly careful sort and Louis’s glass heart may prove to be more delicate than assumed. Theirs is a story less about how to safeguard a heart, but rather how to put the pieces back together again before it’s too late.
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Plot by M, summary spruced up by Zanni.
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