fan fic harry

Cubicle

21) Bad Time

Harry

I watched her for a few minutes from across the room. I’d gone for a wee while Caleb went to the bar to buy the next round. We’d been having a good time, the four of us, Caleb and Alice having hit it off right away. I had a feeling they would. Caleb was a good lad, always respectful to women and a little on the quiet side. I was glad to see him enjoying himself.

But at the moment, I only had eyes for Roni. She sat next to Alice at a table, a beer in her hand, her pinky sticking out like she was drinking a proper cup of tea. There had been moments throughout the evening where I felt at peace, like everything was okay between us. She’d laughed at one of my stupid jokes and even poked me in the ribs, her head falling on my shoulder. When our eyes connected, she smiled and bit her bottom lip. When I reached for her hand, however, she pulled away a bit, grabbing her beer.

I smiled as I leant against the wall, shoving my hands in my pockets. I enjoyed watching her, the way the corners of her mouth curled up just before breaking into laughter at something Alice had said. Jesus, I was in love with her. She was everything to me, and whether or not she believed it, I was determined to show her. We were meant to be together, I knew it. This was not just some fling to me, some passing relationship between co-workers that would fizzle out before the rest of the office found out about it. In fact, I wanted everyone to know. She was mine, and I was not about to let her go.

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Then We Talk Slow
Author: letsjustsee
Word Count: 20k
Summary: 
The picture showed Harry smiling widely (with a fucking dimple) at the camera, his glossy brown curls situated artfully around his shoulders. Louis couldn’t see his whole outfit, but it seemed to consist of a pink, floral button-up with most of the buttons undone. Louis could also detect the dark outlines of tattoos on his chest, although he couldn’t quite make out what they were underneath the shirt.
What he could make out was that his own heartrate seemed to have picked up significantly.
Shit.
This was so not good. Not only had Louis drunkenly sent messages in a deliberate attempt to interact with this man, he was now insanely attracted to him without ever having met him in person.
Maybe Liam was right – drunk tweeting really was a horrible, rotten idea.

A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

Confessing
  • <p> <b>Harry:</b> I love you.<p/><b>Draco:</b> *scoffs* Are you mad, Potter? Don't you realize that's the same as saying you can't breathe?<p/><b>Harry:</b> *leaves table clearly disappointed* never mind what I said.<p/><b>Draco:</b> *whilst grabbing Harry's hand, flustered* Potter?<p/><b>Harry:</b> What is it Malfoy?<p/><b>Draco:</b> I... I can't breathe.<p/></p>
A Little Something About The Tangy and The Tart

I cannot believe it has been so long since I posted and I’m sorry, truly, that it’s taken me forever and a day to get my ass in gear. But due to recent events, I felt inspired to write something and I’m actually really, really happy with how this turned out!

Also, I owe a huge thank you to @permanentcross for giving me advice and reassuring me this wasn’t crap and to @canistay-haz for being her wonderful, loving self and telling me I don’t suck. You both are so, so lovely and I’m lucky that I can ask you for advice when I’m not confident in my writing.

That being said, enjoy!

Warning: NSFW

Masterlist


Normally, Saturday mornings would be reserved for sleeping in, lazy kisses, and barely audible gasps filling your ears. Today however, you and Harry had to be somewhat functioning adults. You were having one last get together with Harry’s closest friends and family before his life was sent into the spotlight for who knows how long, and he didn’t get to be as free and open with his time as he had been. 

You woke up about half an hour after Harry did, knowing you had things to do and people to see but you were having none of it. All you could think about was the slight yet very-much-still-there tingling sensation between your legs thanks to yours and Harry’s late night rendezvous. You smiled to yourself, rolling over and letting your face collide into Harry’s pillow, inhaling his lingering scent that made you want him all over again… 

You made your way downstairs to your boyfriend, legs bare and torso covered in his ridiculously baggy pink shirt that was littered with the white polka dots, your rear just barely peeking out at the bottom hem. Harry was sporting only a pair of grey joggers that hung much too low on his hips, not that you were complaining. 

“Morning, sunshine.” You wrapped your arms around his waist, peppering his back with tiny pecks.

“G’morning, poppet. Sleep okay?” Every morning after, without fail, he asks how you slept. He asks because he knows when you’re both in the heat of the moment, sex isn’t gentle. Not that it’s animalistic, but you and Harry like what you like and making sure you’re comfortable and properly taken care of after is an essential part of his aftercare routine; he’ll be damned if he doesn’t take care of you and pamper any part that might be slightly bruised or extra loved on. He does love a routine after all…

“Mhm,” you purr into his back, pecking his skin once more before he spins around in your grasp, your arms falling to your sides while he places one hand on your cheek and encloses your mouth with his.

“Good,” he smiles down at you, pecking your cheek before turning back to the countertop where you can see he’s been preparing a dessert for the get together later that night. 

“Whatcha makin’?” you ask, hopping upon the countertop, legs swinging back and forth while eyeing the bowl of plain raspberries and the graham cracker crust that was still sitting in the tart pan Harry insisted he needed.

“How does a raspberry tart for tonight sound? Bought the pan, figured there was no use in letting it sit in the cupboard.”

You couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. There was nothing comical about the dessert in and of itself, but you were feeling some type of way this morning and you couldn’t help but think of it in a provocative way.

Harry rolled his eyes, trying not to grin, “Why is that funny?”

You just giggled again and reached to kiss him on the cheek, “Maybe I wanna be your little raspberry tart. I already have the perfect shirt on.” Although you’d been sitting on the countertop for a good minute already, Harry had just noticed how his shirt had ridden up your thighs and he swallowed hard, also taking in how you had only the bottom two buttons fastened and there was little, if anything, left to the imagination. What Harry didn’t know was that you didn’t have anything covering the part of you that wanted him the most; he figured you’d just thrown on something skimpy just to torture him but no, you were completely bare, apart from the bottom of the hem under your bum, and sitting on your boyfriend’s counter. Harry didn’t have a prayer. 

You smirked at him cheekily and even though you’d had him not even eight hours before, he could tell you still had an appetite for something else, something that filled you in a different way. 

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Word Count - 4250 words
Not proofread

WARNING: Mature content, very smutty.

Based on the request: pls write where y/n and harry have sex a lot and end up getting pregnant but are happy about it.


You woke up with a moan at the back of your throat and strong hands digging into your hips. This was how most mornings were spent; one of you waking the other with your mouth of their body. Your back arched as he sucked on your sex all while two fingers were moving inside you.

His moans vibrated through making the fire in the pit of your stomach burn brighter. Your hands were thrashing around you, gripping the sheets just wasn’t enough. After a deep fuck of his tongue into your throbbing sex, you came, hard, with a yell.

Harry drew it out as long as he could, stopping when you had recovered your breath. You turned you head to the alarm clock of the bedside table seeing the time; 9:07 in the morning. You had plenty of time before you had to be up.

Harry’s face appeared in your vision as he collapsed on the bed next to you, his breath heavy. Your eyes were drawn to the rock-hard bulge in the boxers; your mouth watered at the sight. When you looked back up at his face, his smirk was a combination of smug and confidence.

“Your turn, love.”


“Babe, you want some lunch?” You called to Harry from the kitchen to where he was sprawled across the couch. You were both dressed and ready for the day despite having no plans to leave the house. You had to be in the same room as him to hear his response.

“Think I’m still full from my little snack before breakfast actually, thanks tho’.” With a little knowing smile, he turned to look back at his phone, leaving you with the thoughts of your wakeup call.

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Shakespeare (Part I)

Harry X Reader (AU)

In which Harry is a poetic frat boy who just so happens to be the TA for your new English class.

Author’s note: This is gonna be a multi-part fic!! I’m really excited for it and would love any and all feedback. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Xo


You aren’t a newbie, but your frazzled appearance might portray you that way.

Autumn air nips at your cheeks as you rush around the corner and continue along the edge of the sidewalk. Your feet carry you around other students who aren’t as pressed for time. They give you amused side-glances  as you hustle into the entrance of the closest brick building.

This was supposed to be your semester, the one where you get to class early and rewrite your notes by hand and get straight As. But one-too-many snoozed alarms later and your first day of classes has become your worst nightmare.

You take the stairs two at a time, and are rushing through the doorway to the second floor when you slam full force into a particularly solid shoulder. You’re knocked off balance and a flurry of papers careen through the air to scatter the floor around you.

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  • girl: hi
  • louis: I am in fact straight
  • boy: hi
  • Louis: I am in fact straight
  • Harry: daddy
  • Louis: princess
”Why do you want them to come out so badly, anyways?“

I DID MY WAITING
TWELVE YEARS OF IT
IN AZKABAN

MASTERLIST

#Chaptered Stories - 
Out of Bounds
Cubicle
Too Far From Texas

#Blurbs/One Shots/Drabbles -

Series/Sequels:
Backstage // Your Turn
First Touch // First Time
Slave 4 U // Slave 4 U 2
Making His Mark // Claiming His Territory
Fratboy Harry
part 1
part 2
part 3
part 4
part 5
part 6
part 7
part 8
part 9
part 10
Heartstrings
part 1
part 2
part 3

Smut:
A Little Help
The Doctor and Mr. Styles
Wedding Night
This One Time At Camp
Toy Story
Tied Up
Birthday Girl
Tension Release
Get Mad
Jealous
The Cabin
Fashions Fade, Style Is Eternal
All For You
Little Black Dress
In Your Dreams
Plenty Of Time
Truth Or Dare
Up In Hotel Rooms
Taboo
Just For The Record
Scars
I Miss You
Rooms on Fire (The Morning After)
The Opera
Back For You
Melt
What’s It Like
The Lucky One
Too Long
We’re Gonna Have A Baby
This Is Me You’re Talking To
Sweat

Fluffy/Non-Smut:
Scared
Chicken Soup
I Have Something To Tell You
I’ll Take Care Of You
Tea
The One Where Harry Tries To Win You Back
Drunk Me Is Like Regular Me
Bad Dream
What If It Stinks?
I Swear I’m Not Scared
Happy Place
You’re Never This Quiet
You’ve Gone To The Bathroom Fifty Times Today
You Said You’d Never Leave
Show Me Your Texts Or It’s Over
My Home
A Night Out With Harry
Pumpkins & Princesses
Proud
The Lilac Jumper
Seven-Tiered Cake: The Interview
Meeting Harry Styles
What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? (A Short Story)
Kiss Me Kiss Me
Saturday Night
A Twist of Fate
Live From New York
Leather and Lace

Sad/Angry:
We’re Not Fine
Cheated
I Wish That It Could Be Like That

Harry’s POV:
Lyrics and Melodies // Part 2: AM
The House Sitter
Victoria’s Secret
Best Friends
Shower
Anniversary Pancakes

Niall:
I Could Totally Fight You With My Bare Hands
Forgiven
Magic Kingdom

Non Fic:
Music and Me

*please let me know if any of the links are broken

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This graph is based on Joseph Campbell’s The Hero with a Thousand Faces.

Basically “The Hero’s Journey ‘W Graph’.

 I made the top picture by hand and scanned it. I’m sorry about the messy writing as I tried my best to make it as neat as possible, but my penmanship is not the best. 

THE FICTION WRITER’S CHEAT SHEET PICTURE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.

So anyway, I got a few questions about planning stories and honestly I don’t plan them. I just do it from the top of my head–which is very bad, I know. But I am now starting to plan my stories and it does make it a bit more manageable and organized. Soooooo I went researching for tips and found something called Fiction Writer’s Cheat Sheet. I liked the idea of the “W Graph” so I decided to make it by hand in different colors. Then scanned it to have a digital copy to work on it through my computer in a pdf file or if I want to do it by hand I can just print one out. Always  make sure to “save as” a different document. 

I am not sure if something like this is already out there, but I thought it would be easier to have something printable out there and just plan it out, not having to struggle with the format.

Hope this comes in handy!!!

Good luck my fellow writers!

It Had To Be You

by FullOnLarrie

A When Harry Met Sally AU.

Harry and Louis are strangers who share the drive from Chicago to NYC after college. They don’t have anything in common, don’t get along, and at the end of their trip, they’re both glad to say goodbye. During a chance meeting five years later, they find that nothing has changed, and they part ways expecting never to see each other again. Ten years after their first meeting, Louis and Harry meet once again, but this time they become friends. Eventually, things get complicated.

Chapters: 4/4, Words: 45621
Fandom: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan/Liam Payne, Liam Payne/Original Male Character(s), Harry Styles/Original Male Character(s), Louis Tomlinson/Original Male Character(s), the OMCs are early on
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Hate to Love, Friends to Lovers, Light Angst, Fluff, Non-Explicit Sex, When Harry Met Sally - Freeform, Please don’t be put off by the OMCs, If you know the movie you’ll know they’re not around long, Infidelity, but not between Louis and Harry