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Title: Wonder by Wonder
Author: Star
Word Count: 2,107

SummaryThere’s something about the way that Harry moves that just entrances Louis. She can’t keep her gaze off her wife for long periods of time, and she wouldn’t want to, of course, but just watching Harry do ordinary, everyday tasks, like making breakfast, doing the washing, brushing her teeth and especially her doing yoga makes Louis just stop and stare. 
Harry doing yoga while five and a half months pregnant is also something that makes Louis lose all time and just watch her, forgetting absolutely anything else that she may have been doing.

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Written as a part of September being Girl Direction Month

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Title: I like it in the street lights
Verse: Seventeen/Twenty-Five
Author: star55
Word Count: 16,021

SummaryHarry grins and presses a sweet kiss to Louis’ lips before breaking away completely. She turns to her friends who are grinning at her.
“That was hot,” Niall says, fanning herself with her free hand. “No wonder you guys have seven orgasms a night.”
Louis raises an eyebrow at that and Harry ducks her head sheepishly. “She asked,” Harry replies. 
“Seven is Harry’scount,” Louis says and Niall’s jaw drops open, “between us both it’s a lotmore.”

A 17/25 story where Louis takes Harry to Paris for the first time.


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Written as a part of September being Girl Direction Month

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9 & 10/? of my favorite fics (in no particular order)

» I’m A Bad Girl & I’m The Big Boss
author: star55 (tumblr)
wordcount: i. 7910 ii. 8614
summary: A 17/25 age difference story where Harry goes to Louis’ office after school wearing no underwear.
Sequel: Harry gets that spanking she was after.

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9 & 10/? of my favorite fics (in no particular order)

» I’m A Bad GirlI’m The Big Boss

author: star55 (tumblr)

wordcount: i. 7910 ii. 8614

summary: A 17/25 age difference story where Harry goes to Louis’ office after school wearing no underwear.

Sequel: Harry gets that spanking she was after.

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Accidentally in Love for colourexplosion 

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Rating: Teen and Up

Wordcount: 4,272

Warnings: none applied

Summary: Louis wakes up with a killer hangover and a marriage certificate for a guy he’s never even met before.

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Fic: I’m The Big Boss 

Pairing: cis girl Louis/Harry
Fandom: One Direction
Summary
As Louis gets closer to the car, she can hear soft, little moans coming from the front passenger’s seat. She dumps her bag on the back seat and stops at the driver’s side of the car. Harry has three fingers buried inside of her vagina, her thumb stroking over her clit with every other move and her legs splayed wide. It really is a sight to behold.
A 17/25 age difference story where Harry gets that spanking she was after.
Sequel to I’m A Bad Girl
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: d/s elements, strap-ons, butt plugs, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, age difference, bondage, multiple orgasms, spanking.
Word Count: 8,600+
A/NThe majority of this fic was written while listening to the stripper remix of Live While We’re Young. I have no shame in that.


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Whoever invented high heels clearly did not design them for running, Louis thinks as she almost twists her ankle three times trying to catch up to Harry. Gina had asked after Louis as she had made a hasty retreat from her office, slamming the door behind her. It takes all of Louis’ patience to sign the few forms that Gina has for her as she tries to leave. She knows she looks more than a little rumpled but she pays Gina and she pays her well. She also knows that Gina will keep her mouth shut about the not so business things that happen in Louis’ office whenever Harry is involved. 


“Is that all, Gina?” Louis asks exasperatedly. Gina nods at her and Louis gives her a winning smile before she steps into the waiting lift. She pushes the button for the underground car park and waits the stupidly long wait for the lift to take her there. The lift dings when she reaches the car park and Louis lets out a slightly frustrated sigh as she steps out of the lift. Harry’s cheeky little grin is at the forefront of Louis’ mind as she makes her way towards her Porsche. 

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Supernova
 by Star55

pairing(s): harry/louis, side liam/zayn, and side niall/oc

word count: 172k

summary: It’s hard being a teenager. It’s hard being a teenager and at a new school. It’s hard being a teenager, at a new school and also gay. It’s hard being a teenager, at a new school, gay and a mutant. It’s hard being a teenager, at a new school, gay, a mutant and who has no idea that he’s meant to be the world’s next super hero. It seems like Louis has a lot of catching up to do.

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Fic: I’m A Bad Girl 

Pairing: cis girl Louis/Harry
Fandom: One Direction
Summary
Louis’ mouth goes dry when she realises that Harry isn’t wearing a bra. That means that the underwear she just pulled out of her pocket was her own. “…Harry,” she starts, standing up slowly. She moves to stand at the end of Harry’s closed knees and licks her lips, trying to get some moisture onto them. “Are you telling me that you walked from school, in the middle of London, to my office wearing no underwear?”
A 17/25 age difference story where Harry goes to Louis’ office after school wearing no underwear.
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: d/s elements, strap-ons, butt plugs, lesbian sex, slight rimming, age difference.
Word Count: 7,900+
A/N: Largely inspired by the nsfw photo that “Harry’s twitter” favourited a few weeks ago.


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The text message reads a simple oops! :) 


Attached is a photo that nearly makes Louis drop her phone in the middle of the meeting she’s in. Her colleagues all look over at her but she waves her hand at them, shooting them an apologetic look as she picks up her phone again, discreetly looking at the screen. She knew getting Harry a separate phone was for this reason anyway, so that they didn’t accidentally message other people their dirty photos but it’s not even 9 AM yet, and Louis has been at the office since 7:30 and seeing the photo that Harry’s just sent her has made it very difficult for her to keep concentrating on the things her colleagues are saying. 

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can you write a Larry snippet and use whatever sentence you want?

(I took the "Sh…they’re asleep" prompt)

The Tomlinson household (all of them that Harry’s been in so far) were always going to be chaotic. He just didn’t realise how much it would remain chaotic when they added a baby to the mix almost three years ago.

As Harry steps into their house after being gone all day, he quickly decides to never leave Louis and their son alone in the house ever again. Not if he wants the house to remain standing. He surveys the damage. It isn’t as bad as it could be. It isn’t as bad as he’s previously seen and experienced, so with that, he takes a deep breath and heads into the living room where he can hear the television playing.

“Hi, I’m home,” Harry says.

“Shh… they’re asleep,” Louis replies. He gets up off the couch and gestures for Harry to follow him into the kitchen where he switches on the kettle immediately.

“Babe, what happened here?” Harry asks, a little worried of the answer.

“Niall came over with Theo and Izzy, and then we were finger painting and… well, we had fun,” Louis says and Harry can tell he’s trying to be as innocent as possible. He’s been married to Louis long enough to know that Louis and innocent are just two words that don’t go together in a sentence, ever.

Harry sighs and sits down on one of the kitchen chairs. “As long as you had fun,” he says. “And that you clean up all of the mess without asking for my help again.”

Louis looks like he’s about to protest when he just nods instead. “Alright,” he agrees. Harry smiles and Louis steps in between his legs, his arms draping over Harry’s shoulders. “So,” he starts, dipping his head to kiss Harry soundly on the lips. “How was your day?”

“Quiet,” Harry replies. Much too quiet without his husband and their son, that’s for certain. He missed the constant noise and laughter of his family and resolved that he would stay home with Louis and their son from now on. Just to supervise, of course.

“Well,” Louis starts, “we can make up for that by waking the others.”

Harry quickly shakes his head. “Let them sleep,” he replies between kisses. “Besides, they could use all of the rest they can get.”

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» A message from pursuitsofreason:

"Mondays are your diaper days.” (H/L please)

The familiar crying wakes Harry up pretty quickly. He groans as he looks at the digital clock on his bedside table. It’s not even an hour he should be awake. It’s still pitch black outside and he had been in a very nice dream, wrapped around his husband both in the dream and in their bed.

“Shh,” Louis whispers from next to Harry. He leans over and kisses Harry’s cheek before shuffling out of the bed.

“Wha’re’doin’?” Harry slurs, voice thick from sleep.

“I’m going to change the baby’s nappy,” Louis whispers back. Harry’s grateful for it as he knows louder noises will just make him wake up quicker. “I know Mondays are your nappy days but you need sleep, babe.”

Harry grunts out his thanks and rolls over into the warm spot in the bed that Louis’ leaving behind. He falls asleep pretty much instantly, wrapped in the cocoon of blankets that is their bed.

A short while later, the bed dips and Louis slips in behind him, pressing himself against Harry’s back. Harry immediately reaches for Louis’ hand, only to wake up properly. He rolls over and looks at Louis, eyes a little wide.

“Love?” Louis prompts.

“Lou, you smell like shit,” Harry says, pushing Louis away from him gently.

Louis groans and gets up out of the bed again. “See,” he starts as he heads for their ensuite bathroom, “this is why Mondays are your nappy days.” 

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» A message from trucbiduleschouettes:

cisgirl!larry and "Rrgh. I dunno. Could we just sand down all of the sharp corners? Would that be possible?"

"Rrgh. I dunno. Could we just sand down all of the sharp corners? Would that be possible?"

“Lou, this is our baby’s safety we’re talking about,” Harry says, shooting Louis a look that would be somewhat of a glare if she didn’t always have a fond tinge to her gaze whenever she looked at Louis. Louis takes comfort in the fact that Harry can’t even manage to glare at her when she’s thirty-two weeks pregnant.

“Yeah, and we don’t have that many corners, do we?” Louis asks, looking around their home. She knows Harry is right, but she just doesn’t want to baby proof the house. Not when the baby isn’t even here yet.

“Babe, according to the book, we need to baby proof the house before she comes along,” Harry says as she picks up one of the many pregnancy books that she has bought since becoming pregnant. “That way, when we’re tired and delirious from all the late night wake ups when she is here, we won’t mess it up. Our daughter’s safety is important.”

Louis grumps and picks up her phone. “Fine,” she says, unlocking the screen and scrolling through her contact list.

“What are you doing?” Harry asks with a frown.

“If you think that I’m going to do this myself, you’re sorely mistaken,” Louis snorts as she brings the phone up to her ear. “I’m calling in an expert.”

Harry rolls her eyes and kisses Louis quickly on the lips.

“…Liam? I need your help,” she says sweetly into the phone, playfully smacking Harry’s arse as she walks into the living room. 

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Fic: Baby I’m A Put On A Show Kind Of Girl 

Pairing: Louis/Harry [cis girl]
Fandom: One Direction
Summary: 
“You,” Harry says as she flicks out her tongue, running it over the shell, “are concentrating far too hard.”
Louis hums in the back of her throat and tilts her head to the side, letting Harry have as much access as she wants. “Gotta get this stuff done, babe,” she replies.


In which Harry gives her girlfriend a lap dance.
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 3,600+
A/N: Largely inspired by this gorgeous photset. Sadly, the video was taken down, but someone uploaded it to youtube which you can find here, though the song changed and it’s slowed down a little. It’s still glorious to watch. No, seriously, I very much recommend it. It’s delicious. 


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A pair of lips on the nape of her neck startles Louis out of her intense focus on the screen of her laptop. The floral and slightly fruity scent of Harry’s perfume fills Louis’ senses a moment later and she closes her eyes, leaning back into the touch. Harry’s lips trail up the side of her neck until she nips at Louis’ ear lobe, gently tugging on the flesh with her teeth, being mindful of the piercings. 

“You,” Harry says as she flicks out her tongue, running it over the shell, “are concentrating far too hard.”

Louis hums in the back of her throat and tilts her head to the side, letting Harry have as much access as she wants. “Gotta get this stuff done, babe,” she replies. Paperwork, while now electronic, is still paperwork that needs to be completed. Especially if she and Harry want to keep up the lifestyle they have now. 

“Take a break,” Harry suggests. She noses at the spot behind Louis’ ear that’s the most sensitive, the one that makes Louis’ toes curl into the cold tiles of the kitchen floor underneath her feet. Her pulse quickens with each and every brush of Harry’s lips over her rapidly heating skin. “This will still be here when you get back.” Harry does make a good point, her mind supplies and she finds herself automatically closing the laptop; the sound of the click as it shuts is more satisfying than Louis thought it would be. 

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Cisgirl klaine - stop - dealing with family drama (No deaths just fights & stuff like annoying relatives maybe it's the holidays idk) work your magic

“Seriously,” Kurt hisses, her eyes narrowing in the direction of the other side of the room. “If Santana thinks that she can talk about our sex life one more time in front of my dad, I’m going to skin her alive. I’ll make a Santana bag, and Santana shoes. I’ll even make a Santana fucking coat if I have any skin leftover.”

“Kurt,” Blaine starts, “sweetie. Don’t you think you’re over reacting just a little?”

Kurt rounds her glare on Blaine. “Say that again?”

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Cis girl klaine -hush - panick attack

The arms around her were grounding. Solid. Firm. Tangible. And yet Kurt couldn’t seem to get a breath into her body.

Blaine was steady next to her, coaxing her through taking one breath at a time, trying to get her to focus on the things that she was saying but Kurt couldn’t focus. Her mind was going too fast, her brain wouldn’t let her. She could feel her throat constricting with every passing second and soon enough, she knew she would pass out from the lack of oxygen altogether. She just couldn’t breathe.

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Pairing : Fem!Sterek. Prompt : Tickle ^^

They’re lounging on Stiles’ bed, as has become the norm after Stiles has finished school. Senior year is a massive headache, even without all of the supernatural creatures running through the town, and becoming a part of their pack on any given day. Stiles is kind of sick of it all. Mostly, she just wants to sleep. Sleep and sex. Both. At the same time. Wait. No. That won’t work. Sex then sleep. Win/win. 

“What are you thinking about?” Derek asks, her hand falling onto Stiles’ stomach. “Your heart is racing.”

“Nothing,” Stiles says far too quickly. Derek raises a perfect eyebrow in her direction. Damn Derek and her awesome eyebrow game. “Sex.”

Derek snorts and rolls her eyes. “Figures.”

Stiles huffs and closes her History text book. It’s just so boring. It’s still warm out, and she would much rather be outside with Derek, maybe running through the woods with her girlfriend. She’s getting quite good at not passing out after running for five minutes straight. It only takes about six or seven these days. 

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Fic: Luck o’ the Irish 

Pairing: Zayn/Niall
Fandom: One Direction [cis girl]
Summary
“I like the purple one.”
Zayn glances over to see Niall holding a bright purple, sparkly strap on dildo. She closes her eyes for a brief moment and crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m pretty sure Harry and Louis have one of those,” she starts. “I don’t fancy having something they have.”
“Doesn’t leave much choice,” Niall mutters, setting the dildo back down.
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 3,100+
A/N: A darling anon on my tumblr prompted me with: can I request some ziall (or ziam if you prefer them) + strapon fucking please? and this fic is the result. I hope I do not disappoint.

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“I like the purple one.”


Zayn glances over to see Niall holding a bright purple, sparkly strap on dildo. She closes her eyes for a brief moment and crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m pretty sure Harry and Louis have one of those,” she starts. “I don’t fancy having something they have.”

“Doesn’t leave much choice,” Niall mutters, setting the dildo back down. “What about a green one?” She picks up a bright green one, also sparkly, that is so very Niall that it makes it hard for Zayn to think of a reason to object to it. “C’mon, it’s lucky!”

How is it lucky?” Zayn asks, amused. Niall slips her arm low around Zayn’s waist and pulls her close. Her snapback almost pokes Zayn in the cheek when Niall turns her head but she’s beyond used to gauging how to navigate Niall’s stupid love for snapback hats. 

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