fluffy bundles of love

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wishing for rain as I stand in the desert (7921 words) by stylesoftheshire [AO3]

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson
Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Sexual Content, Porn with Feelings, idk i don’t like to over tag things lol, it’s bottom harry though, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Blow Jobs
Summary:

‘I don’t cheat,’ Louis murmurs, but even now he isn’t pushing away.

‘I know,’ Harry replies, his fingertips pressing lightly to the small of Louis’ back.

‘Me and her. We’re on a break,’ he says, and his hands are slipping down Harry’s body, catching at the top of his jeans. ‘It’s not cheating.’

Harry draws in a shaky breath, hypersensitive. ‘I know.’

(Louis is moving out of the flat he shares with Harry because Eleanor thinks they’re too co-dependent. Harry can’t let him leave.)

nick-and-judyofthezpd  asked:

Judy comes up from behind and jumps on Nicks back covering his eyes. "Guess who Nick" she stifled a giggle as she messed with Nick

“Who is it? Is it that fluffy little bundle of joy that I love? Let’s see…… What was her name again?”

Nick says scratching his chin a little, letting out a small laugh he couldn’t hold back, pretending to be all confused.

- i went down to shoreham for the night yesterday and i had the road to myself the whole way down as the sun set and it was lovely and i yelled along to john denver the whole way
- conversely, driving back this morning was a nightmare and i yelled at trucks the whole way
- kitten is being dropped off on saturday!!! we went and got to play w the litter and choose her the other day and it was incredible
- (she’s a fluffy little motley bundle of love and we are naming her marceline and she is our daughter)
- i was up at six this morning and like, here’s a relatable post for australians: the smell of the bush at dawn
- im v rarely like AustralianTM but like… i get so fucking emotional about native birds and trees like i’ll grant the stereotype this: i am literally in love w eucalypts
- like to the extent where today at work i had a minor crisis and started googling housing in hobart… u know. to jumpstart my plan to become a withered old spinster living off the land in the tasmanian wilderness selling my driftwood wares at market and scaring local children
- like I know i talk about it a lot but i can’t stress enough how much i wanna be that old lady who’s rumoured to be a witch that wears nothing but a collection of ugly beaded shawls and who’s in love with trees and is always like, whittling something as she talks hauntingly about all the storms she can feel brewing in her bones
- but i also kinda wanna finish my degree and pursue animation for a while so who knows really

4

I went to Amersfoort zoo yesterday specifically to meet these three gorgeous babes! These are the Siberian tiger triplets, Nicolai, Fedor, and Sergei. The three boys were born on June 20th. All three of them are in perfect health, and are doing well!

There was quite the crowd by their enclosure, so I kind of stuffed myself into it and sat down on the ground by the glass so people could still see over me as I took pictures. I was soon rewarded for this, as one of the baby boys chose to toddle up to the glass, and sit down right in front of me! The reflection from the glass didn’t do that much for good pictures, but I feel I got some nice ones all the same.

They are fluffy bundles of love <3