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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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» A message from cityofnope:

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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"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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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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Fic: Supernova Chapter 14/14 

Pairing: Louis/Harry, Zayn/Liam, Niall/OFC
Fandom: One Direction
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.
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 18,000+/172,000+
A/N: This story is completely written and now completely posted.


Chapter Fourteen
Louis

An incessant beeping woke Louis. He groaned and scrunched his eyes closed, not ready to face the world yet. He could hear movement in the room and figured it was just Harry getting ready for class. He figured that he had a few more minutes of peace before Harry would wake him up with kisses across his face or by jumping on him and tickling him. There was no in between with Harry. Louis loved it, though.

The soft, steady puff of a breath against his neck made Louis frown. He cracked an eye open and looked down at Harry who was tucked into his side, his thick, curly hair dangerously close to Louis’ mouth. Louis yawned and lifted his hand to push Harry’s hair away from his lips. His fingers automatically carded through the locks, scratching at Harry’s scalp. He smiled to himself as he watched Harry sleeping. He couldn’t get over how beautiful Harry was. His red lips were parted, his breath tickling the skin of Louis’ neck. He pressed his fingers a little harder and Harry wriggled in his sleep, subconsciously trying to get closer to the pressure. Louis smiled and dropped a kiss to the top of Harry’s head.


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Drabble: All American Girl 

Early on a morning, with Blaine wrapped up in her arms, fast asleep, her breath puffing ever so slightly against the bare skin of her collarbone, Kurt would stop and look at the engagement ring nestled on her ring finger. It had taken them a long time to get where they were but it was everything Kurt could have wanted and more. Sure there were a lot of obstacles they had faced, but they had faced them together and in just a few short weeks, they were getting married.

It had been an event that Kurt had been planning since she was a little girl. She was the stereotypical American girl who wanted her dream wedding.

After a lot of heartache in high school, she realised that it wasn’t the dream wedding that she wanted, but the dream woman. She was pretty lucky that she was getting both.

“Mornin’,” Blaine mumbled as she pressed her lips to Kurt’s shoulder, kissing the flesh softly. Kurt returned the sentiment and Blaine stretched, her toes making little tents under the blankets.

Yeah, she would gladly give up all dreams of the all American girl wedding for the all American girl lying in bed next to her. 

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Fic: Supernova Chapter 13/14 

Pairing: Louis/Harry, Zayn/Liam, Niall/OFC
Fandom: One Direction
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.
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 11,900+/172,000+
A/N: This story is completely written and I am posting every Sunday morning until it’s done.


Chapter Thirteen
Harry


The weekend passed slowly.

A part of Harry expected that Louis would be back before the weekend was out. That he would be back because he couldn’t bear to be apart from Harry, that he had made a huge mistake in leaving with his biological father and that he really did belong with them, with him.

It hurt. More than Harry thought it would. He knew he had loved Louis from the first moment they had met – he had been hopelessly infatuated, after all, and had fallen in love with him the more he had got to know Louis. It was hard, not seeing him throughout the day. It was harder going to sleep at night. He didn’t realise that he had become so quickly accustomed to sleeping in the same bed as Louis. Even when they had first started sharing, they had kept their distance but had both ended up tangled in each other’s arms by the time the sun rose in the morning. Falling asleep with Niall, Zayn or Liam just wasn’t the same. They didn’t scratch Harry’s head like Louis did and they didn’t feel the same to curl around. Harry fit perfectly against Louis, like a puzzle piece. Harry felt lost without him.

Maybe he was too dependent on Louis but Harry didn’t care. He needed Louis in his life. Wherever Louis was, though, he hoped that he was safe and happy. Even if they couldn’t be together, for whatever strange reason Louis’ mind had to have concocted, Harry only wanted him to be happy. He would prefer it if Louis had been happy with him but he understood how scary being a mutant could be.


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Fic: Supernova Chapter 12/14 

Pairing: Louis/Harry, Zayn/Liam, Niall/OFC
Fandom: One Direction
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.
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 10,100+/172,000+
A/N: This story is completely written and I am posting every Sunday morning until it’s done.


Chapter Twelve
Louis


It was sunny. There wasn’t a cloud in sight and Louis wasn’t sure if it was Zayn’s doing or if it was natural weather but Louis was taking advantage of it with Harry by his side. Harry was more underneath him than by his side with Louis’ head resting on Harry’s stomach. Harry carded his fingers through Louis’ hair, making Louis feel completely sleepy. Harry’s voice was soothing above him where he was reading a book on Louis’ iPad. Louis wasn’t even really paying attention to the story itself, Harry’s voice was far too gorgeous and he found himself just listening to the low rumble of his slow speech as he read. Louis couldn’t say where they were at in the story if he was put on the spot and asked. It was a good thing that it wasn’t anything for their school work, though, or he would be in a lot of trouble.

“Hey,” Harry said breaking the spell. “Are you falling asleep on me?”

“Not at all,” Louis lied. “Keep readin’, ’arreh, ’s nice,” he mumbled, keeping his eyes closed. Harry’s hand pushed his hair away from his forehead and he leaned down to kiss Louis softly on the lips.

“I can stop,” Harry said.

“Mmm, no. More kisses please,” Louis requested, puckering his lips. Harry laughed and pressed his lips to Louis’ own. 


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Fic: Supernova Chapter 11/14 

Pairing: Louis/Harry, Zayn/Liam, Niall/OFC
Fandom: One Direction
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.
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 10,000+/172,000+
A/N: This story is completely written and I am posting every Sunday morning until it’s done.


Chapter Eleven
Harry


“I don’t know what to do,” Harry admitted. He picked at a loose thread on the hoodie he was wearing. It was Louis’ hoodie. Or it was Harry’s. He wasn’t sure anymore. All of the clothes they owned they shared. Harry was too tall for Louis’ trousers these days but they still shared shirts, jumpers, hoodies and on the odd occasion, socks. They shared with the other boys as well but not nearly as often. Harry saw Louis wearing Zayn’s jumper once and he hadn’t really liked the flair of jealousy that had crept up his stomach. It was silly, he knew that it was, but it didn’t stop it from happening. Zayn was one hundred percent committed to Liam, that he did know. He wasn’t sure if Louis was there yet but Harry had been in love with him forever now and he wanted Louis to know it.

It felt like Louis had been pulling away from Harry lately. Harry kept his distance when it looked like Louis wanted space. They still interacted like they normally did but Harry felt like Louis maybe regretted telling him his secret. He could see it in Louis’ eyes sometimes. He could feel it when Louis held him when they drifted off to sleep. He could sense it when they kissed. Louis was pulling away from Harry, however subtle it was, however little it may be, Harry noticed.

“You’re crazy if you think Louis doesn’t love you anymore,” Zayn said, turning to glance at Harry. “Babe, this one?” He held up a shirt in front of his chest.

Liam smiled at him and nodded. “That one is perfect.”

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Fic: Supernova Chapter 10/15 

Pairing: Louis/Harry, Zayn/Liam, Niall/OFC
Fandom: One Direction
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.
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 10,000+/172,000+
A/N: This story is completely written and I am posting every Sunday morning until it’s done.
Chapter Warnings: murder, ptsd, mentions of being sick, familial death.

Chapter Ten
Louis


Harry’s nightmares had all but stopped in the few weeks after he and Louis had begun their romantic relationship. Instead of sharing a bed only a few times a week, they shared it every night now. Louis didn’t care that Nick had told them they would need to change rooms; he would still find a way to sleep with Harry every night. It kept them both nightmare free for the most part. It was comforting and necessary, Louis thought.

Every morning where Louis woke up in Harry’s arms after either of them not having nightmares, Louis counted as a win. There were still moments that Louis would catch Harry staring at his hands. Louis would reach over for Harry’s hands and bring them to his lips, kissing each finger individually until Harry stopped staring. He had told Louis that he sometimes still saw blood on them, like it was his fault that Thomas had died. It usually took Louis a few hours to get Harry calm enough that he could think rationally again. It was hard work but Louis wouldn’t trade it for the world, especially not when Harry would look at him with his huge, expressive green eyes where Louis could see all the love that Harry had for him shining through.

It should have scared Louis how much he felt for Harry but strangely, it didn’t. It felt right. It was like something had been missing from his life beforehand and now that he had Harry, things were gradually falling into place. Harry was his missing puzzle piece.


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