xfactor fic

reality/canon compliant fic rec

or fics that follow the boys’ lives to some degree or are based off of them

And Then a Bit (158k)

(aka Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.)

i hear it all in the center of my heart (you are the love of my life) (4k) !!ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVS!!

Getting married has turned Louis into a properly whipped sap. Harry may or may not want to punch him in the face.

I’ll put up a sign in the clouds so they all know that we ain’t ever coming down (I’m trying so hard not to let it show) (10k)

Harry’s antics on stage, flamboyant wardrobe and resulting social media commentary have made Louis think. Probably too much, as usual. Time for action.

Prompt: “Another idea is feminine!Harry with Louis unsure of how to deal with it at first but of course it’s Harry so he adapts and is fiercely protective and wonderful and lovely”

I Wish I Could Bubble Wrap My Heart (8k)

non au; in which Louis files for divorce and Harry doesn’t know how to live alone again.

Today and Every Day (6k)

Five times Harry proposed, and one time Louis definitively said yes.

Every Arrow That I Aim Is True (24k)

“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.”

For Better, Worse And Mischief (I’m All Yours) (37k)

The One Direction PR management team decides that Harry needs to get married. Harry doesn’t want to. Louis comes up with the perfect solution to the problem.

we could be happy forever and after (7k)

There are six Tomlinson children. Which means six beds, six seats in the car, six school bags, six Christmas stockings and six stars on Harry’s right arm.

The Tomlinson’s also include two husbands, a dog and a cat. But the kids outnumber everyone else.

This Is Where I Sleep (3k)

Harry and Louis go camping while on break and make some memories.

all those chandeliers of hope (or, four shit christmas presents harry received, and one that turned out alright (8k)

Harry’s friends keep surprising him with terrible Christmas gifts. He’s less surprised that Louis is the reason.

down and dirty, you’re loving me so loud (5k)

Harry’s finally twenty and there’s a few things he wants.

I Don’t Want To Need You (231k) *log in

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.

Feel It All Over Now (And I Feel Loved) (3k)

Louis thinks Harry’s in LA, but he’s actually the mascot who keeps throwing random shapes.

Slow It Down (56k)

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.

Who Would’ve Thought (44k)

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.

And so the plan is born.

For a foreseen invocation (32k)

(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.)

I have the stage but the only light I see is in your eyes (27k)

The year is 2027 and Harry is away, letting Louis alone with the kids for two months

Untangle Me (103k)

Or the one where Harry and Louis finally get it right.

Makes Perfect (8k)

“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.”

like a timebomb ticking (31k)

Louis loses everything. Harry’s still there.

(Sounds Like You) When I Close My Eyes (10k)

a non-au where harry and louis never got together, but both of them wanted to. they get it right eventually.

Never Too Late (9k)

After a serious car accident, Harry struggles to come back to himself. And to Louis.

Then, Now, and Forever: Part 1 (35k), part 2

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.

God Only Knows, But You’ll Never Leave (11k)

Louis and Harry get a week alone in Los Angeles at the end of the American tour, and it’s more than enough to remind them what they’re in this for.

Feeling Alone (12k)

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.

I Had The Life Of Ordinary, I Spat It Out (22k)

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.

Corporate Affairs (Harry styles imagine)

From the day i opted to take a business degree at Manchester University my parents have constantly been putting pressure on me. “You’ll never get a job with a business degree Y/N” they would constantly nag down my ear.  

So when i received a call from Styles’ Enterprise informing me that i had been successful with my interview and the job as a PA (personal assistant for whom i’m not sure) was all mine i was absolutely delighted. My parents were happy and I was happy. But there was also a certain someone else who was also very excited for the opportunity I had been faced with.


“Are you ready for today?” my older sister Jessica beamed down the phone. “Yes Jessica!” I smiled to myself whilst standing in front of Styles’ Enterprise. “Babe, that snapchat you sent me this morning. Mr Styles’ is going to be blown off his feet girllll!” she giggled causing me to psychically cringe. “Yeah well i’m probably not even going to see the one and only Harry Styles Jess. He’s a busy man, he probably hasn’t even spared me a thought or checked my CV.” “Babe, of course he knows who you are! He doesn’t let anyone roam into his office you know! Believe me, i have tried” she giggled causing a laugh to erupt from my rib cage. “Anyway, i best be off, just arrived at work hunny. But knock em dead! I’ll see you at home later to find out all the goss. Peace out little one!” “Yeah bye sis…” i replied as i tapped the red button on my phone screen.


The elevator ride up to the main floor was long and tedious. My hands were beginning to shake and i wasn’t sure whether the rice krispies i had eaten no longer than an hour ago had actually settled. BING! I stepped out of the lift and was greeted by the hustle and bustle of this large business.

People were walking everywhere. Some people were on their phones whilst others were nose deep into newspapers, absentmindedly walking all over the place. It was absolute chaos. Barging past people i managed to dodge the strips of desks and oblivious soon to be co workers only to be greeted by an empty reception outside  Mr Styles’ office. This was bizarre. The email i had been sent through clearly indicated for me to go to the desk which was outside the big gaffas door. Yet here i am staring at an empty desk.  

I pressed the small bell on the side only to be ignored. No surprise there then. Growing angrier and angrier i started to stare around at my surroundings. I was beginning to wonder whether this whole thing was some sort of sick joke. Just as i was about to turn away and go home the door to Mr Styles’ office clicked open and out walked the man himself.

Now whenever Jessica rambled on about this guy i never believed her. I mean, nobody could possibly be more attractive than Channing Tatum right? So i thought. The chiseled jaw, long curly locks and pink pouted lips were enough to bring any female to her knees.  

“Can i help you Miss?” a stern husky voice spoke. “Um, oh yes. Sorry. I’ve just been given a job here, it’s my first day and in the email i was told to come to reception outside your office but um, clearly there’s nobody here” i spoke, trying to hide the nervous crack in my voice. “Ah yes. You must be Y/N” the older man replied whilst offering his hand out to shake, which i of course gladly accepted. “Do come inside” Mr Styles spoke as he disappeared back into his office, me trudging along after him like a lost puppy. “Take a seat Y/N.” The plush leather felt comfy on my exposed thighs. This skirt really was shorter than i originally thought.

“So, first things first. Welcome to Styles’ enterprise. And sorry for the lack of assistance. My PA went AWOL meaning that i needed a new one as soon as possible. It’s a good job you were available so quickly” the dark haired man added as he gathered various files together. “Um, sorry Mr Styles but what do you mean?” “You being my new PA?” he replied, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Your PA?” I asked. “Yes. Is that a problem Y/N.” “Oh no, not at all Mr Styles. I just didn’t realise i was going to be the main bosses PA that’s all!” I smiled in a desperate attempt to ease the tension. “Well yes Miss Y/L/N, that’s what I’m going to be paying you for” he spoke sternly whilst walking out of the office door, me following behind.  

“This is your desk. This is your computer. Please do make yourself at home” Mr Styles spoke as he pulled the chair out for me. I hesitantly sat down and swiveled around to face the computer. “This is the on button Y/N” he mumbled leaning over me, his face now dangerously close to mine. “Your password is your date of birth and mother’s maiden name.” His thin fingers decorated in platinum rings caressed the keyboard as he logged on. It was then that I noticed something. A simple, yet symbolic cross adorned his left hand. Not what you would expect a wild, easy going entrepreneur to be inked with that’s for sure.

“There” he bellowed, breaking me out of my trance. “So here is the section for emails. This is where I will contact you with work and instructions. You mainly greet guests for me at this reception, take calls, arrange meetings, and print letters. Your phone has me on speed dial. You just have to ring hash twenty and I will answer. Please only ring me in a meeting if it’s an emergency.” I nodded. “Now then” he stood suddenly becoming aware of his close proximity. He smoothed out his Saint Laurent suit, something I feel he only does when he is nervous.  

“I have a meeting out of town for the rest of the afternoon so use this opportunity to get a feel for the place whilst im out. I’ll email you my mobile number, don’t hesitate to call me if you have any problems.” He entered his office and soon appeared wearing a beige mac. “I’ll see you tomorrow at 9AM sharpish. It was a pleasure meeting you Miss Y/L/N” he complimented kissing my cheek. “Likewise Mr Styles” I smiled, trying to ignore the blush that was creeping onto my face. Before I knew it he was gone and I was left to soak up my surroundings. This job was going to be a challenge.


“So, what was he like?” Jessica shouted from the kitchen. “Yeah he was nice” I replied to occupied with the latest twitter feeds. “Just nice?” she asked, confused by my lack of enthusiasm. “Well he wasn’t really friendly but he wasn’t exactly nasty either” “Right…” she paused. “He did kiss me on the cheek when he left?” “HE DID WHAT?” she shouted. Her figure had soon made its way into the living room, spatula in hand. “He kissed you on the cheek?” she asked. “Well yeah. He was showing me how the computer worked and stuff. Then he said he had a meeting and he would be out all day. He said it was a pleasure meeting me and then he kissed my cheek.” “No fucking way! Wait until I tell everyone at work about this! I didn’t expect him to be that friendly!” she shouted whilst running back to the eggs that were now sizzling in the frying pan. “Yeah it was odd” I dully replied.  

The chime of my iphone text tone soon went off catching mine and Jessica’s attention. “Oooooh, ey up, who’s the lucky man.” “Its Mr Styles” I replied, the confusion apparent in my voice. “OH MY GOD WHAT DOES HE WANT NOW?!” she practically screamed. “Evening Y/N. Mr Styles here, but please feel free to call me Harry. Just to inform you, please dress smartly tomorrow as I will be taking you for dinner after your shift. I like to get to know my employees and the best way to do it is over dinner. My driver will take us and your meal shall be paid for courtesy of me. I look forward to spending time with you. H x” I finished. “Y/N. What the fuck. It’s day two and he’s already kissing you on the cheek and taking you out for dinner. And your on first name terms! AND HE SENT A KISS!” Jessica screeched. “He’s just being friendly. He said he likes to get to know his employees” I justified. “Bullshit. He employs over 1000 people. I doubt he’s taken all of them out for meals! He totally wants you. Oh my god this is so exciting! Why aren’t you excited!” “Because we could be getting our hopes up for absolutely nothing?” “Oh darling I highly doubt it, he wants you, it’s easy to see!” Jessica giggled poking her head through the door. I laughed back, a blush creeping onto my cheeks. I rapidly tapped a reply on my phone screen and hit send. It read:

Hi Harry. You really don’t have to treat me to a meal, but I will gladly except if you insist. See you tomorrow. Y/N x

Hello guys! Sorry ive been inactive lately, life has just been so hectic, its absolute madness! But im back. Ive written this as a little taster to a piece of fiction i might start, similar to daddy’s little kitten but obviously a different story line. However, i will only carry it on if i get a good feedback. So please, like if you read and send me feedback in my ask box. You can also send suggestions for where you would like this to go.

For anyone who sent me a request a while back. I still have then and i will get around to writing them sometime this week. I am being graced with Christmas break thankfully. Also, if you do have a request then please message me in my ask box. I love you all and thankyou for remaining patient. 1D may just be beginning their break, but my tumblr break is well and truly over. See what i did there ;) Thanks guys, love you all! All the love K x

anonymous asked:

Hey! I've been searching for this fic and I'm at my wits end because I just can't seem to find it so I thought maybe you could help? The fic is xfactor era and Harry gets upset with Louis cause he's still with el and gets drunk and falls asleep on the beach where he meets a girl and she helps him with his broken heart and he sails away with her and her crew for a few weeks? I know I one point Harry sings "the last time" karaoke to Louis and it's just a great fic help please !! lol

I’m sorry love !! I don’t find this one :/

Rings a bell someone ?

Update : thank you @dimpled-halo : it’s Slow It Down  :)

Money can’t buy happiness (Part two)

This was requested by Yasmin who has been really patient with me, i hope you enjoy it darling. Please like if you read, and send me feedback. It helps me to progress with my writing and gives me an ego boost haha ;) Part one can be read here

Babies weren’t something Y/N had ever thought about or wanted. Being Mr Styles’ wife was all about being sexy and sophisticated. The thought of having to wipe a crying baby’s bum instead attending endless photo shoots and red carpet events disgusted Y/N. It wasn’t a life she envied or craved.

So finding out she was carrying Harry Styles’ child wasn’t exactly easy. She cried for days and days and her makeup became her savior. The concealer was able to cover the dark circles forming under her red puffy eyes. Her favorite mascara kept her lashes fluttering. But no matter how much makeup she applied, no matter how much she kept smiling, the pang of guilt and sadness still managed to form in her heart. She couldn’t cope with the thought of having a baby. Y/N was no mother figure. She could be as cold as ice when she wanted to be.

Yet here she is staring in the mirror at the washed out figure that stood before her. Drained and lifeless, she wasn’t fooling anyone. Especially not the man who loved her with all his heart.

“Y/N love, what are you doing?” her husband skeptically asked. Harry had sensed that something was going on for a few weeks now, but he knew that Y/N wasn’t the type of woman to pester. However, today was different. She’d lost her fight, the energy to hide. Usually a sarcastic comment would have been rebounded in Harry’s direction but instead there was silence.  

“Sweetheart, please just tell me whatever it is that’s bothering you. I’ll help you through this”

And that was when she cracked. The tears came flooding down her flawless skin and she lunged towards Harry, clinging onto him as if her life depended on it. “I can’t do it Harry, I- C-Cant” she whimpered becoming almost inaudible. “Do what princess? What can’t you do?” the tall man asked, rubbing up and down on his wife’s back. “I won’t be a good mummy, I’m not made to be a mummy.” “What?” Harry asked, pulling away and staring down at the petite lady below him. “You’re pregnant?” he beamed. “Yes Harry, I’m fucking pregnant, me! The local bitch! I stupidly let myself get pregnant” she spat, walking back over to the mirror. “But, that’s incredible news right?” Harry gushed walking to stand behind his wife. His arms snaked around her waist and his fingers began to trace small circles on her swollen tummy.  

“How can I care for a baby Harry?” she whispered looking at her small bump in the mirror. “Baby, don’t put yourself down. You will be an amazing mother! We can finally be a proper family kitten. You, me and our new baby!” he hummed planting a kiss onto her tear stained cheek. “I guess so” she whispered, lip quivering as the tears finally began to come to a holt. “I’m so scared Harry. I didn’t anticipate this ever happening.” She had now turned to her husband and interlocked his large fingers with hers. “I’m too bitchy and shallow to care for a baby. Everyone knows it” her hushed tone felt like daggers were piercing through Harry’s heart. He hates it when she puts herself down. She’s his perfect woman, everything he’s ever dreamed of, yet here she is, putting herself down once again.

“Listen darling, less of these negative comments!” Her shaky palms were now brought to Harry’s lips as he pressed kisses to them. “You’re going to be amazing and I’ll be here every step of the way. Just because you have to give birth to it doesn’t mean you will be alone. This is OUR baby and I will try my best to help you get through this okay?” “Okay” she smiled, leaning in and kissing her husband flat on the lips.  


Harry didn’t quite understand why Y/N ever doubted herself. Daisy Mae Styles had been born on the 12th of may 2014 at a healthy weight of just over 7lbs. She was just as beautiful as her mummy. Y/N refused to have gas and air during the birth being her usual self and was in labor for an outstanding 9 hours.

Harry has been on top of the world since, unable to contain his excitement whenever he comes home from work to see his two favorite girls.  

Today was a usual day for Harry. He had gone to work as usual, wrote some emails, sealed some business deals and had managed to finish a little earlier than usual. Driving down the motorway he couldn’t wait to see his wife and daughter. Daisy had been becoming a lot more active lately meaning that he was beginning to miss out on things more frequently. This was something that caused a pang of pain to Harry’s large heart, so sneaking out from the office early sometimes was easily justifiable. He was his own boss after all.  

Stepping into the large house he was greeted by a handful of shopping bags and a large hurl of commotion coming from upstairs. Walking up the large staircase he headed towards the bedroom knowing that Daisy would be getting ready for her night time bath. “Aw look at you big girl. Mummy thinks you look like a princess darling” he heard his wife gush making his heart swell. Stepping into the bedroom he smiled at the sight. Y/N was stood in the mirror holding Daisy Mae who was dressed in a red puffy dress and cream tights along with glitter dolly shoes to match the whole outfit. The pair posed for a mirror selfie Y/N was taking and then proceeded onto looking through them.  

It wasn’t long before Daisy noticed her father in the mirror and began to whine and squeal. “Darling? What on earth is the matter?” Y/N asked as Harry stepped towards the pair becoming visible to her in the mirror. “Oh I see baby girl! You wanna go to daddy. What’s he like sneaking up on us like that hey!” she giggled passing the small baby over to her father. “Well look at you big girl, has mummy taken you shopping again?” Harry laughed as Daisy’s small fingers started to tug and pull at his hair.  

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist, Mummy wants to make sure her princess has all the dresses in the world!” Y/N giggled tugging on Daisy’s cheeks. “Mwumma!” Daisy giggled causing shock to etch on Y/N’s face and a smile to beam onto Harry’s. “Did she just say momma?” “She definitely did” Harry smiled. “Looks like she’s got beauty as well as brains, just like her momma.” A blush etched onto the mothers cheeks as she looked at her husband and daughter endearingly. She felt tears began to prick at her eyes so she took this opportunity to go and run Daisy’s bath. “Mummy will be right back” Y/N sniffled picking up her pace to the bathroom.

When she returned to the bedroom she found Harry entertaining his daughter by blowing raspberries on her tummy. It was a sight which made her heart melt. “Bath time now you two!” she laughed giving a disapproving grin to Harry. This was how every night enacted. Harry would be the main helper during bath time meaning that his endearing wife could have a little rest. However Y/N was stubborn, and would still insist on being present during bath time.  

Sitting on the side, she watched as Harry washed Daisy’s hair, making sure the shampoo stayed far away from her eyes. His usual smart look had now become disheveled. His sleeves were rolled up showing his tattoos and his buttons were undone showing the swallows which were engraved onto his chest. Bubbles were soon placed onto Daisys head of dark curls causing a chuckle to escape her small lips and dimples identical to her fathers to form onto her cheeks. Harry then progressed onto giving her a bubble bath beard and even gave himself a matching moustache. The pair were like a comedy duo.  


“Your not upset that she said moma first are you darling?” Y/N asked Harry that night. His faced soon turned to hers as they lay face to face. “Baby, why would I be upset over that? You’re her mother and you’re the one who is bringing her up, you deserve to be the first word that comes out of her mouth” he whispers, his breath hitting his wife’s face as she smiles lovingly back at him. “You’re just as good as me darling. She loves you too pieces. Besides, you’re the one who provides for us, I couldn’t spoil her rotten without you!” she gushed. “And this is the woman who said she couldn’t raise a baby” he smirks, kissing her cheek. “Yeah well, maybe one day I might do it all again. And maybe that one day might be soon.” Harry looked at her in disbelief. “Are you saying your pregnant again?” the older man smiled. “Indeed I am Mr Styles” she giggled snuggling into her husbands chest. “You’re amazing” Harry whispered, snuggling his wife close to him and kissing her head lovingly.

After all the disbelief and negativity Y/N once had about being a mother, she’s now in the best place possible in her life. She’s got an amazing husband, a beautiful daughter, and another child on the way. Her life is finally complete. She’s got one big happy family.

ok but when are people going to finally realize that putting 16 year old harry with an overage louis is gross !!! stop it !!! there is no reason to put 16 year old harry with a 20 something year old louis. make everyone at least 18 please, you have underage followers !!! Dont romanticize the idea of large age gaps at that age. Literally i do not care why you are making anything as long as everyone is OF AGE