“What about this, Captain?” Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively.
Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He’s lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He’s clearly a prisoner, but there’s something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry’s brain. Something he can’t quite put his finger on.
“Put him in my cabin,” Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry’s back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can’t understand any of it.
Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship ‘The Rogue’ and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they’re as pretty as this one.
to tell with romancing by bottomlinsons: Louis,” Harry says solemnly. “You don’t have to be ashamed of putting thing in your butt.”(A short AU wherein ex-girlfriends are nasty, Harry is confused, and Louis is apparently far more open to experimenting than Harry initially thought. (8,240 words, Larry, canon compliant, past Eleanor/Louis, anal sex, rimming, explicit)
Come Live With Me by pygmypuffle:
Harry is a first year university student in need of a new place to live, Louis’ the one who puts out an advert for a room for let, but with one exception: heterosexuals need not apply. Luckily for Harry, he’s far from straight. (5,013 words, Larry, AU, college/uni, fluff, pining, general)
that lace shirt by missandrogny:
“Nope,” Louis answers. “I demand compensation for the hurt and trouble I underwent.” Or, the one where Louis wears Harry’s shirt. (8,425 words, Larry, canon compliant, voyeurism, b!Louis, explicit)
survivors of the wild by harryswhale:
A dragon rider AU where Harry trips into being a rider and Louis is his badass mentor. Turns out, dragons love napping, long walks on the beach, and rolling their eyes. (46,893 words, Larry, AU, smut, fluff, soulmates, explicit)
in the rough by karmelised:
Louis ties himself up to teach Harry about letting go. (6,830 words, Larry, AU, possessive behavior, D/s undertones, felching, bondage, part 3 of this series, explicit)
Don’t turn away now by Tita:
If a year ago you’d told Harry he’d team up with a gang of semi-criminal mutants to save his ass and the world while falling in love, he would’ve laughed in your face but, alas, it’s exactly what he’s done. (34,142 words, Larry, AU, superpowers, kidnapping, breaking and entering, sexual tension, mature)
How Proud I Am To Be Yours by ariadne_odair: Louis’ forehead pinches, so Harry reaches up and smooths it out with her thumb. “I don’t think so? I just want to make you feel good and I like - ” She stumbles over the words and Harry puts the water bottle down. “I like the idea of - of making you - of turning you on.“Arousal ripples through her stomach and Harry breathes in. "Uh huh, and what else?” She’s teasing Louis, lets a challenge bleed into her tone, throws down a gauntlet she knows Louis will pick up.Louis leans in close. “I wanted to get my mouth on your pretty, pink cunt. And then I wanted to get it on your pretty, pink hole."Harry momentarily loses the power of speech.Louis smirks. "Turn over, darling.” (2,545 words, Larry, AU, genderswap, oral sex, rimming, pwp, explicit)
“I can see you don’t believe me,” Harry says, pretending to be stern. Louis chuckles a little but doesn’t get out of the bed. “Anyway, I texted Liam and told him you’re with me. He said to stay here as long as you need, and he’ll deal with the show over there until you want to come back, all right?”
Louis doesn’t say anything again so Harry whispers, “Just stay here with me for a while, yeah? I’ll take care of you.”
Louis is quiet. He never picks his head up, but Harry can see the pillow move from where he’s nodding and his fingers tighten around Harry’s. “Yeah,” Louis says. “Yeah, all right.”
After the car accident that leaves Harry paralyzed from the waist down, the boys of One Direction come together to try and help pick up the pieces. With so much changed, Harry can’t help but question every aspect of his life; including his feelings for his best friend.
Harry’s a little bit broken and Louis’ a little bit oblivious. Or, where no one sees Harry’s cracks until he disappears in the middle of the Australian leg of their tour. Because in order to create a new masterpiece, the old one has to be washed away. And nothing does the job better than the sea.
The idea doesn’t come to Louis until they’ve been at the bungalow for a couple of days. Harry has no idea that he’s going to pop a knot. He’s been living his life with the expectation that he’s going to be a beta, and Louis isn’t going to tell him otherwise.
Louis is an omega, though, and most omegas want to be filled up with a knot, fucked the way their bodies are made to be fucked, and Louis is no different. In ten years he wants to have an alpha waiting for him at home who will hold him down and fuck him exactly the way Louis wants to be fucked without worrying that they’re going to expect him to stay at home, open a joint bank account, raise a litter of babies, cook and clean and, most importantly, be submissive. For that to happen Louis needs an entirely different kind of alpha.
(Or, the one where Harry and Louis haven’t had an easy time co-existing as band mates since their breakup right before the release of Take me home and have no desire to give into the insistent pressure put on their shoulders by the universe to pry open old wounds.)
“What if you practiced on like, a mannequin?” Louis presses. “Or one of those blow up sex dolls? Or even just like, I don’t know, a pillow or something. Whatever it’d fit around.”
Harry tilts his head thoughtfully, curls catching the light so entrancingly that Louis finds himself reaching up to push his fingers through them. “It’s different, though, innit? When it’s a real person. A pillow won’t snog me.”
“Why should it?” says Louis. “You can’t even take its bra off.”
Three and a half years into their relationship, Louis and Harry have never been more in love. But the years of lying and pretending are beginning to catch up to Louis. He can feel the anxiety building in him and tries to deal with it in some unhealthy ways. Harry does everything he can to keep Louis centered, but the constant pressure on both boys is slowly wearing them down.
In flashbacks, Harry and Louis are at the very beginning of their relationship. They deal with everything that goes along with the start of a new relationship, including fumbling first kisses and first sexual experiences. They also, of course, must deal with their rise to fame and hiding their nonconforming love from the world.
Harry and Louis are broken up. But it’s Niall’s birthday party, and they don’t want to ruin it for the boy. So the only solution is to pretend they’re still together, right? It all gets very complicated.
Harry Styles falls asleep a sixteen year old boy nervous about his upcoming X-Factor audition that could make or break his career. He wakes up a twenty-six year old man with a husband and two children, and no recollection of the past ten years.
When Stiles discovers the true amount of power that he has and decides to stand up for himself against Scott and how he is treated by his ‘best friend’, who wants him out of the pack, it ends with Allison, Lydia and Stiles fleeing the state and deciding that they’re better off without the pack. And the remaining members of the pack lose any sense of trust and respect that Scott had held over them.
Stiles Stilinski doesn’t belong anymore. He finds himself on a long road trip across the country and ends up at Derek’s, who is more than willing to let him stay. Together they try to find a way to stop the upcoming storm from devouring everyone at home.
Derek wonders if he can get Stiles to stay with him, if only for a little while. He never realized just how much he missed him until he shows up at his door, swaying with exhaustion and damp from the rain.
Everything was good in Stiles’ life. He was doing well in school and lacrosse, his Dad seemed to be happy again, and the hopeless crush he’d had on his best friend for the past five years was maybe a little less hopeless than he’d originally thought. So, yeah, Stiles’ life was good. That is, until he gets dragged into the world of supernatural creatures and has to fight his newfound primal instincts in order to save his friends and family… from himself.
After having his heart broken by Derek, Stiles is swept away by none other than Klaus Mikaelson. In Mysitic Falls Stiles becomes an asset to the Original Vampires and a lover to Klaus. Stiles is just beginning to put his life back together when the pack - and Derek - show up to bring him home. There’s a battle, a murder, and suddenly everything is forever changed. It then becomes a race against time to change it back and a fight for survival for both the wolves and the vampires with Stiles caught in the middle of it all.
A year after the war’s end, the gaang returns to the Fire Nation for a week of diplomatic meetings. There, they hear rumors about a vigilante who wears a blue mask and Katara finds herself digging deeper into his identity and motives.
Separated from her friends after her duel with Zuko in the Spirit Oasis, Katara realizes that her best chance of finding Aang and her brother is to become Zuko’s prisoner. But when Zuko stops treating her like a captive and starts treating her like a comrade, she begins to realize that he may not be the monster she thought he was.
The Man in the Moon by thamiris (Sirius loves Remus, loves him nightly with the curtains drawn against the moon.)
Oh, Tuesday by librae (Hogwarts defiled. Children traumatized. A week in the life of Sirius and Remus.)
Our Blood, Still Young by templeg (It’s nearly the last day of fifth year, and Sirius really isn’t looking forward to the summer. Get-together fic (spoiler alert, but really, what were you expecting?) set over the summer of 1976 and into the autumn.)
The Prodigal by midnitemarauder (Sirius returns from the Veil)
Sing My Heart by persica (Some people press their memories between the pages of a scrapbook. Sirius has music.)
Slow Burn by veeagainst (An Order mission for 21-year-old Remus and Sirius brings tensions between them to a head.)
And You Shall Know the Fragrance of His Lips by sphinx101 (Granted, it is quite rich for a prefect of all people to sneak out of the castle in the middle of the night to have a tryst with his boyfriend. Then again, Remus can’t remember when he has last had a better idea.)
“Stay,” Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis’ temple like he can somehow ease the pain that’s blooming there, but he can’t make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can’t make Louis stay.
I don’t know if you get to choose who you fall in love with, who ends up taking a little piece of your heart with them when they leave. If someone had asked me, I don’t think I would have chosen Harry Styles, and I don’t know if he’d have chosen me. But standing here, looking back through the crystal clear lens of hindsight, I like my choices.
Louis isn’t anything but a street whore. He really isn’t, and he knows that. Physical appeal is all that he’s got, so when it’s taken from him along with his hair, he has nothing to gain but personality and love interest.
or the one where louis has bladder cancer and harry wears the biggest fake smile ever that it hurts.
“Stiles if you want to cancel just say so.” Derek should’ve known Stiles would back out. It made sense; Derek was a leather wearing emotionally constipated sourwolf who had a dead family and an psychotic killer ex-girlfriend and had only stopped being a complete dick to Stiles and actually including him in things a couple of months ago. He didn’t even know why Stiles had agreed to this date in the first place.
“But I don’t! I really, really don’t.” Derek’s eyebrows shot up from their previously broody position at Stiles’ somewhat desperate tone. “I just… there’s been some, uh, complications.”