middle of nowhere texas

anonymous asked:

Hi there :) I love your take on andreil and I wondered if you would write something about Andrew being jealous/possessive of Neil? I always read fics where it's Neil in this situation.. thank u!! :)

i come bearing gifts, my wonderful anon. this was way too much fun to write. thank you for your request! also on AO3

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“Kevin called today just to say that he’s emailing me extra drills to add to my training regimen. Because apparently I’m getting slower? Whatever. I told him to fuck off, but like that’s ever worked before,” Neil concludes. Andrew makes a vague sound of agreement, but since they’re on the phone, Neil has a hard time judging just how uninterested Andrew really is.

“Anyway,” Neil says, “I met up with Travis after practice to work on plays. He actually knows his shit, you know? He has this idea to keep Wilson back so that Singh can have better control of the line, and it’s genius. Singh is obviously superior when it comes to—”

“Travis?” Andrew interrupts him, suddenly sounding a good bit more attentive.

“Yeah, Travis Patterson. The one from the University of Texas?” Neil waits for some kind of acknowledgement but continues anyway when he gets none. “He’s easily our best backliner, aggressive as hell but knows where to draw the line. And he’s smart too, like he actually thinks before he makes a move. Which is rare.” Neil rolls his eyes at the general state of talent in the Professional Exy League, even though Andrew can’t see him. If he could, he would probably just glare and call Neil a junkie, so maybe it’s for the best. “I think we’re meeting up again on Thursday to go over specifics, make sure everything will really click before I try to implement the switch at practice,” Neil says, almost to himself. He gets up from the couch and makes his way into his bedroom, opening the top drawer on his nightstand and reaching for the stack of orange sticky notes in the back corner. He jots down “Travis - Thursday @ 7:00” and heads to the kitchen to press it to the refrigerator until it holds.

“What are you doing this weekend?” Andrew asks out of nowhere.

“I have a home game on Saturday afternoon, and then that charity event thing on Sunday…” Neil says, and it almost comes out as a question. Andrew knows this already. His team is off this weekend, but Neil’s schedule is so booked that they agreed it wasn’t worth the five hour plane ride.

“I’m coming. I can be there Saturday morning. 9:35,” Andrew states.

“Uh,” Neil blanks a bit out of shock but decides not to question it. Like he would ever complain. “Okay, yeah. I’ll be there to pick you up.”

“Okay,” Andrew says, disinterested tone back in full force.

“Hey, are you—” Neil begins, but Andrew has already hung up.

It isn’t abnormal for them to hang up without a proper goodbye, but there is usually at least a bit more ceremony to it. Neil shrugs to himself, chalking it up to Andrew being Andrew.

Andrew fucking hates flying.

This is news to no one. So this spontaneous five hour flight with only two days of mental preparation may seem ill-advised. And it is. Andrew knows that it is. But he hits “confirm” to book it anyway, cursing himself every step of the way. But he could only listen to Neil go on and on about Travis for so long before he cracked.

Andrew knows exactly who Travis is. Travis William Patterson, 27 years old, 6’3” backliner from middle of nowhere, Texas, current starter for the Boston Hurricanes, #9. As a matter of fact, Andrew is looking at him right now. ESPN is showing Exy highlights from last weekend, and Neil’s team just happens to be up at this very moment.

The Neil on screen has just performed some ridiculous move that absolutely should not have ended with a goal but somehow did, and he is immediately met with high-fives from his teammates and an affectionate-looking hug from Travis. Andrew can most certainly be objective, and this exchange looks pretty platonic. But Andrew is also a man attracted to men, and he has to admit that Travis is good looking. Really good looking. He’s got that whole good ol’ boy, yes ma’am/no sir, homegrown Southern cowboy appeal. If you’re into that. Which Andrew definitely isn’t, and he doesn’t think Neil is either.

Andrew knows that Neil isn’t the cheating type, but that doesn’t stop Andrew from feeling just a little possessive over him. He and Neil have been together for eight years now, so Andrew probably has nothing to worry about. And yet here he is, watching several hundred dollars drain from his bank account thanks to this impromptu flight.

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Salt shaker. Want the story? OK.

So, this particular thrift store was in the middle of nowhere, Texas. Surrounded by primordial forest. The hand-painted sign outside the beat-up building listed much stuff inside and one of the items was misspelled, I forget what.

I couldn’t say no, right?

The proprietor was a weird old man with tons of energy and some missing teeth. He prevailed upon me to go outside, to the outbuildings in back. “That’s where the real good stuff is!” 

I walked out there alone and saw seven corrugated tin shacks, big ones. Doors were all open but there was no electricity. Did I mention it was hotter than hades? 

Everything inside these big shacks was helter-skelter. Computer books from the 80s, cassette tapes, mah-jongg, cutlery. Piled high on rickety card tables, 1970s weighs-a-ton furniture, car hoods. And it was hot. Oh my gosh, it was hot.

All I wanted was to get out of there. I was thirsty but I had no water and I didn’t want to ask the weird old man for a drink. But first I had to find something to photograph. One thing. For the blog. So, slowly at first, I began shuffling crap.

And then I picked up the pace. Faster and faster. SO HOT. Sweat was pouring off me, staining some bullshit Herbie Hancock book that I *almost* photographed but discarded. Not good enough.

Nothing. So I walked to the next shack. 

And the next.

And the next.

Finally I stood in the last tin hot house, throwing crap everywhere, screaming “WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT?!! IT’S GOT TO BE HERE!!!!!!!!!” Dehydration had made me demented, crazed, an animal. But still there was only awful stuff that should have been in a landfill: 1960s milk bottles, an ugly porcelain baby’s pacifier, stuffed tomatoes that upon inspection were ratty sewing pincushions, cheap-o water glasses. Where does this old guy buy all this garbage, I wondered. And why does he keep it?

I nearly swooned and fell down. I realized I had been in these corrugated prisoner-of-war hothouses for hours. But I would not give up. 

And then, as if by divine mercy, I saw this little angel salt shaker. So tiny–couldn’t hold more than a teaspoon of sel. Two holes atop its little head. Somehow, it was perfect. I cried, I was so happy. I knew it! I knew it was here!

And I do realize in retrospect that this salt shaker is “blah,” especially for the (dare I say) high standards of this blog. However, at the time, I truly thought I’d discovered the Grail. I was so ecstatic I wanted to buy the thing, for any price the old man asked. But back in the store, he had disappeared. Where? There was nowhere to go, except the woods. 

Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer. I set the little salt shaker reverently upon the man’s ancient cash register, strolled out, got in my vehicle, and drove away.

I did it for you.

tvshows-addict  asked:

Hello my dearest firiend. I have a special request for you, and knowing you I think you're going to love it. How about Harry's album tracklist as Larry fics we should read? How fun. A.

Wow, it was really harder than what I though It would be !

- Meet Me In The Hallway :

Sun-kissed Hurricane, Perfect Storm:: Harry is the quiet kid in the back of his statistics class who writes a lot and dreams about Louis’ cheekbones . Louis needs a statistics tutor ASAP before he flunks and the quiet kid in the back of the class seems like a good choice. Harry wants to help Louis however he can and Louis wants to see how much he can make Harry blush. (7k)

- Sign Of The Times :

things have gotten closer to the sun : it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it.when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand. (49k, read the tags/notes before)

- Carolina :

The Sound of Your Voice From Far Away       It’d be perfect, he convinces himself. Things with Lou are – well. They’re the way they are, and there’s no point dwelling on why it’s got that way. But he thinks this would help – not fix them, because they’re not broken. They don’t need to be put back together, they’re just. Out of sync, maybe. It would help. He thinks it would, anyway, if they could just be the two of them again, to be alone together with no outside influences pressing claustrophobically in on them, just for a bit. And driving down an empty highway with nothing else but Louis beside him is the best way to do that that he can imagine.Or, after the U.S. leg of the Take Me Home tour, Harry and Louis drive from L.A. to NYC. They figure some things out, like how to deal with the distance that’s been growing between them. (39k)

-Two Ghosts :

Something Strange : (…) Or, Harry and Louis are ghosts who are intent on making Liam suffer. (7k)

- Sweet Creature :

Cosmic Love  : Or: Louis lives in a small, desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas, yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars. (27k)

- Only Angel :

Cupid’s Chokehold  :  Louis is a Cupid who tries to match up Niall and Harry. It doesn’t work out as planned.

- Kiwi : 

sans the surface   : harry likes beautiful things; louis is starshine. new zealand isn’t so bad. a fwb! and ski trip!au  "each trip harry goes on teaches him to behold beauty more carefully, and he thinks that’s why he’s struggling so much; his eyes can’t decide whether he wants to look at the town outside his window or the boy pressed too close to him in the tight seating of the car. he feels like this problem might become reoccurring, and he’s glad that along with beholding beauty he can also tell when he’s completely fucked. ” (31k)

- Ever Since New-York :

These Constant Stars  : Louis’ career has nowhere to go but up. He’s living at the height of New York City on the precipice of an epic promotion. Life is good and only getting better. And then one day, things turn disastrous.This is a story about life, death, and punk rockers turned guardian angels. (31k)

- Woman :

Always Expanding : Harry’s speechless. Apollo’s just revealed he has a thing for mortals, himself specifically, and it’s the most connected to his Greek mythology class that he’s ever felt. How does one react when gods reveal such a thing? Do they bow? Do they flirt back? Do they just drop to their knees in awe? He’s not sure, but he can only do his best with what he’s given, which is currently a wet, blushing, naked boy gripping his towel with all his might while poetically side-eyeing Harry’s next move. or (Gemma brings Louis home for Thanksgiving, and Hot Harry is the last thing he expected.) (38k)

- From The Dining Table :

all the lights are full of colour :  (…) Or, Harry and Louis are separated, but for the sake of their two sons, they choose to spend Christmas together. It may just lead to a Christmas miracle. (26k)

Some fics I read recently and really enjoyed:

Cosmic Love by @smittenwithlouis: Sudden chills rake over his body yet again, making him stay rooted to the ground. Static in the air makes every hair on his body stand up straight. That’s when he notices something a couple feet in front of him lying on the ground. It’s what appears to be a person, weird white beams snaking around them like Christmas lights. Louis’ heart rate picks up. Is the person alright? What are they doing here? What the fuck is happening?
Or: Louis lives in a small, desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas, yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars.

To embroider your waist with corals also by @smittenwithlouis: The first thing he notices is the light cyan wings and the humanoid body with bird like feet, clearly a harpy, a child one at that. Harry thinks the best thing to do is to grab him and pull him above water as quickly as possible, so air can make it into its struggling lungs. That was his plan, until he made eye contact with it for a split second and that’s all it took for a flood of emotions to hit him like a sailfish.
Or: All harpy Louis has known is the sky, all merprince Harry has known is the sea, except when they’re together. (Inspired by @pass-the-pencil‘s drawings, you should totally check them out, they’re awesome!)

Dance to the Distortion by @domestic-harry: Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.

I hardly know you but I don’t wanna let you go (Something about the way you look tonight)Louis is a radio presenter stuck in the closet out of fear, Harry is the caller who piques his interest. Harry has had a crush on Louis Tomlinson for as long as he knew he existed but Louis isn’t looking to get involved. Louis might just be blind to the best thing that’s about to happen to him and Harry might be a little too aware.

Here In The Afterglow by @fondleeds“If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.”-1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger. (Read this! Seriously! It changed me!)

I’ll bring the bread because boy, you’re the jam: Just when he’s about to stop clicking the next button and claim defeat, maybe put some posters up around town, he’s met with a picture of white cardstock lying on a table, words written in black Sharpie with careful, deliberate strokes. “Hiiii,” it reads, “if you’re reading this, you’ve found my camera! I’d love it if you could contact me so I can get it back. It’d be the nice thing to do.”Or the AU where Harry loses his camera. Louis finds it. They fall for each other via email.

Both Showing Hearts by @icanhazzalou: Louis Tomlinson is, in fact, not straight. Harry Styles isn’t sure what he is. Together, they figure it out, and maybe fall in love along the way. Or, the Uni AU where Louis helps Harry figure out his sexuality, Niall crashes a bachelorette party, Liam works in a printing centre, and Zayn happens to need lots of printing done. (This one helped me a lot with figuring my own sexuality out. Also the side Ziam is hilarious)

Counting the stars behind the clouds by @simplestardust: The problem wasn’t that Harry was blind. The problem was Harry himself.or, in which Louis plays keyboard as part of touring singer Harry’s back-up band, and spends his time stuck between being oblivious and in denial, while Harry just wants to know how many stars there are in the night sky.

Note: I don’t actually know that much about Star Trek as I only recently started watching it, and have been watching more of TNG than TOS, so I apologize for anything I might of gotten wrong.

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Besides Shiro Keith had never really had friends. Had never really tried. His early years had been spent living in the middle of nowhere West Texas being homeschooled by his father. There had been no other kids around. There hadn’t been a lot of other people around period. There had been the waitress at the dinner they went to so his father could watch the news, and the grown sons of the owner of the ranch his father had worked on. The waitress had been nice. She had given him free slices of pie regularly. The rancher’s sons had been dumb, mean, or both. His father had been a conspiracy theorist and an incredibly paranoid one at that, so they hadn’t had Wi-Fi,  smart phones, computers, or a television because his father hadn’t wanted to make it easy for the government to spy on them.


After his father…went away when he was nine Keith had been shipped off to a foster home already filled with six other kids and located in the city of Lubbock. The city had been like another world, and the other kids just as alien. He hadn’t known about Transformers, Batman, or any of the other things they talked about, and they hadn’t known about the Barney and Betty Hill abduction, the Roswell crash, or anything else of importance.


His father had once told him that the majority of humanity were blind men who believed they saw all. He had learned in that first foster home just how true those words were. He also learned just how cruel kids could be. After that first home he didn’t bother with the other kids. With anyone really. They all had their heads in the dirt while he was gazing at the stars.


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send me a prompt! anon said: kids picking on Sam for being gay and his big brother swoops in and kisses him, stunning the assholes into silence and then asking “is there a problem fella’s?” and they just nervously shake their heads no and run away

tagging: @acesammy @angelicmeg @catharticsam @corrupteddean @golly-god @policeofficerdean @purgatoan @vintagesam

Sam decides to ignore the stupid trio following him through the park. He’s quite used to it by now– being the freak, the new kid… it’s annoying, of course. But he’s fine. They won’t be staying here for too long and this time Sam’s grateful tor that. This little town in the middle of nowhere, Texas isn’t his kind of thing. As soon as Dad and Dean deal with the vengeful spirit, they’ll be out of there and back to the road in a week.

“Look at him, the little faggot–”

Sam takes a deep breath to stay calm and try not to break this asshole’s nose, even if he deserves it. Dean’ll be pissed if he breaks the rules. But then there’s a hand on his shoulder, gripping tight–and god Sam’s glad he’s a patient kid.

“Are you deaf too, you freak?”

For a second Sam wonders if the pleasure of punching this guy will be worth the lecture he’ll get later– but he doesn’t need to think about it for any longer. Dean is suddenly there, kissing the hell out of him and grabbing his ass as if no one is looking and Sam just wants to laugh. The three idiots back off quickly, gaping– Dean is taller, bigger, all cool and popular with his leather jacket and the Impala…

“Hey baby boy.” Dean’s smile is a bit too forced, but Sam doesn’t care too much because in the next moment his big brother is staring at the trio asshole and Sam knows he’s looking pissed as fuck. “Do we have a problem here, fellas?”

They just shake their head and oh my, Sam’s never seen someone disappear as quickly as these three. He rolls his eyes and pushes Dean away, ignoring the faked pout his brother is trying to give him. He’s not really angry, but honestly, this game is getting quite old and more annoying than some closed-minded teenagers.

“I don’t need you babysitting me all the time, Dean.”

“Last time you said that, I needed to cross three states because you got kidnapped by a fucking shifter.”

Okay. Dean can have that one.

What I feel like people don’t understand about Texas is that it’s totally possible to live with/near horses and still be reasonably close to civilization. Like, I live on a farm with horses but I’m also within a fifteen minute drive to a grocery store. There are entire neighborhoods that are ordinary in every other aspect except for they have horses and horse trails in their backyards. Just because someone rides horses doesn’t mean they live in the middle of nowhere. Texas is really weird like that.

  • Michael: Dude, it's like a whole little fucking death village down there.
  • Gavin: It's a town.
  • Michael: Yeah. That's exactly what I was thinking... and in the middle of saying.
  • Gavin: If it's got a church it's a town, right. [Transcriber's Note: Gavin is referring to the infanticidal doomsday cult that are the game's antagonists]
  • Michael: I mean, yeah. That constitutes most towns in Texas. They've got a church, a Subway and you got a town. Subways are very important in Texas, I've realized. I did not realize until I moved here. There's a Subway like, every ten minutes in the entirety of Texas. Like, in cities, in the middle of nowhere, you can have a church, a gas station, and a Subway. They're everywhere.
  • Gavin: There's more Subways than McDonalds.
  • Michael: It's fucking nuts.
  • Gavin: If only they had an actual subway.
  • Michael: What do you mean?
  • Gavin: Like, trains that go underground.

anonymous asked:

Everyday at 3 pm in middle of nowhere tiny ass, gotta drive, 30m for a store, Texas. A house plays JHO very loud. Like clock work. I hear jho a lot and even when I'm in town. And in town isn't even a huge town. So yeah jho gets love and broke into a decent market. But Harry put a whole album out. Not one song.

anonymous said: One time I was at a party and someone was playing a Spotify playlist and JHO came on but then all the remixes came on so it was just JHO over and over again it was truly beautiful


this is beautiful?? i’m so here for everyone being whipped for jho

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Cosmic Love

Sudden chills rake over his body yet again, making him stay rooted to the ground. Static in the air makes every hair on his body stand up straight. That’s when he notices something a couple feet in front of him lying on the ground. It’s what appears to be a person, weird white beams snaking around them like Christmas lights. Louis’ heart rate picks up. Is the person alright? What are they doing here? What the fuck is happening?

Or: Louis lives in a small, desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas, yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars.

Tamed

It had to be Ireland’s worst kept secret that Proinsias Cassidy liked to have a good time. Loved to have a good time in fact, and bugger the consequences. There wasn’t much to do in Middle-of-Fuck-All-Nowhere-Annville, Texas, but between stealing communion wine from the church and getting well and truly pissed with the town’s less-than-pious preacher man, Jesse Custer, Cassidy didn’t have to worry about being sober. The sun, he did have to worry about - bleedin’ Christ the sun in Texas was brutal - but he was usually sleeping off the effects of the night before when it hit its peak.

Which was exactly what he was doing when a few of his old mates rolled into town. There he was, passed out cold in the attic of the church when four vampires strolled into merry ol’ Annville. Part of him - the vampire part - stirred. Blood calls to blood, or so the old stories said, and a primal part of Cassidy knew when other vampires were about. But the Irishman was still piss-drunk and didn’t give a fuck, blood tie or no. So Cassidy slept on, blissfully ignorant.

Behind them by several hours was a motley group of humans. Men and women of all different ages, crammed into a van with no air conditioning, and driving through the midday heat. They were sweating, uncomfortable, and brimming with righteous purpose. Anyone who might have seen them would never peg them for family, maybe not even coworkers, but they were all bound by the same goal: Killing vampires.

As it so happened, there were quite a few vampires in Annville at the moment. A couple of angels, too. Also, Jesse Custer, and Heaven only knew what the fuck he was.

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title: Take Another Drag
author: OrdinaryVegan
length: 2233 words
description:

Andrew knows exactly who Travis is. Travis William Patterson, 27 years old, 6’3” backliner from middle of nowhere, Texas, current starter for the Boston Hurricanes, #9. As a matter of fact, Andrew is looking at him right now. ESPN is showing Exy highlights from last weekend, and Neil’s team just happens to be up at this very moment.

The Neil on screen has just performed some ridiculous move that absolutely should not have ended with a goal but somehow did, and he is immediately met with high-fives from his teammates and an affectionate-looking hug from Travis. Andrew can most certainly be objective, and this exchange looks pretty platonic. But Andrew is also a man attracted to men, and he has to admit that Travis is good looking. Really good looking.

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Neil seems to be spending a lot of time with his new friend, and Andrew is Not Jealous.

(no Fic Rec Of The Week last week ! I’ll be without wifi on holiday, then in Paris for the week-end)

- The Devil You Know, by @a-writerwrites  : Harry walked slowly to the door, an eerie sense of déjà vu rolling over him. “Who is it?” he called out through the varnished maple.“Can Harry come out to play?” The voice on the other side of the door was light and airy, musical, with a raspy edge.Louis.Harry felt his pulse race a little before he found words. “Harry’s not home right now.” He smirked.There was a pause and then a light tap-tap-tap on the door, right at Harry’s ear. “Bullshit.”**** Louis is a vampire.  Harry is probably too curious for his own good.

Larry Vampire AU (37k) : holy shit, it’s great. The story is amazing, there’s no smut but it’s hot as fuck though … Really, read this. Also I want : 1/a prequel about Niall , 2/ a OS with all the smut please please please.

- keep holding me this way , by orphan_account  : An English grad student, a frat jock, and an unimpressed rich boy walk into a bar. No one walks out.

Larry Uni AU (13k) with sassy!Louis,  lots of banters and pinning. Really fun and smut is great (bottom Louis)

- Needing You More and More, Let’s Give Love A Try , by supernope   : (…) OR when Harry gets pregnant after a one night stand, Louis helps him get everything together, from buying pregnancy clothes to taking him on a babymoon. Somewhere along the way, they realize that their feelings for each other are more than platonic.

Larry MPREG Harry and BFF to lovers (34k) : no angsty , so full of fluff I feel like a melting marshmallow  right now. Also smut. So much smut. (bottom Harry)(obviously).

- Cosmic Love  , by @smittenwithlouis : Sudden chills rake over his body yet again, making him stay rooted to the ground. Static in the air makes every hair on his body stand up straight. That’s when he notices something a couple feet in front of him lying on the ground. It’s what appears to be a person, weird white beams snaking around them like Christmas lights. Louis’ heart rate picks up. Is the person alright? What are they doing here? What the fuck is happening? Or Louis lives in a small desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars.

Larry Alien!Harry AU (27k) : absolutely cute! (bottom louis for the smut)

- You’re Writing Verses About Me , by Rearviewdreamer : Everybody knows that Louis has never been one for serious boyfriends. His reputation around campus precedes him, which is why he doesn’t think twice before proudly telling his mother about his new and completely fabricated relationship with his oddly quiet and completely gorgeous new roommate Harry to shut her up about his lack of commitment. It’s the perfect lie; a flawless plan, or at least it was until Louis’ ordered to bring his fabulous new boyfriend home.

Larry roomates and fake relationship AU (23k) . Funny and fluffy ! And so much pining … (no smut)

- say you want me , by  loveekateexo: Louist95: @HarryStyles, I’m personally offended that you haven’t invited me to your concert in Leeds next week. Proper fan I am and all.HarryStyles: @Louist95 Proper fan? I’m personally offended on behalf of all our fans everywhere that you’ve lumped yourself with them. ~ A Famous/Not-Famous AU featuring Liam, Zayn, and Harry as the members of Sonic Boom, an English band that unexpectedly sky rocketed to international fame, Niall as their biggest fan, and Louis as the exact opposite. Harry’s a closeted pop star and Louis is the uni student he keeps fighting with on Twitter. It’s all silly banter until it turns into something else.

Larry famous-not famous and Hate to love AU (37k) : I’m such a hoe for famous-not famous using social medias… So this one is great, not really smutty, with a coming-out and some songwriting :)

- let me outshine the moon  , by  sarcasticfluentry : “Fuck,” echoes Liam, shaking his head at them with a small smile on his face.  “Just don’t get yourselves killed.”“You can come too, if you want,” says Niall, standing up.“I wouldn’t be caught dead at a vampire bar,” Liam scoffs, standing up as well.  “Wait.  Fuck.”…or, boarding school students Niall and Harry chance a trip to the local vampire bar.

Larry Vampire AU (10K) : Yes, again. But this one is totally smutty. so so smutty. Like exhibitionist smut. Wow . (bottom harry)

- MARRIED FOR A WEEK?! , by @zaptains :  Hi guys :) You might recognize Harry from one or two of my old videos .. I was tagged in the Married for a week challenge so I asked him to be my husband ! We had to live together for a week and take each other out on a couple romantic dates and that, check out the video to see how it went :) Give it a like if you enjoyed and maybe subscribe if you haven’t already. Love you all  - Louis x

Larry YouTube AU and BFF to lovers (20k) : fake wedding for YouTube challenge, funny and cute (not really smutty).


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