꧁ below you can find all the fics i've written ꧂

꧁ my ao3 is me_her_themoon ꧂

happy reading <3

(also, thank u to my lovey @dragmedown for making this beautiful gif i love u)

how to melt a puppy's brain in three easy steps E, 20.9K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @gricha91

Shane is pissed. This is not how he wanted to end the week of home games before heading on the road for four games. He wanted to go out and celebrate with his team until he could play the old man card and get out early. Meet a cocky Russian alpha on his porch and brag about the win until the alpha fucked him into the sheets. Now, his plans have to change. And he hates when things disrupt his plans. or, ilya gets a hat trick against the metros and shane wants his own hat trick

breathe out while i hold you E, 9.8K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @gricha91

He’s in Montreal, playing against Shane Hollander. Nothing unusual or untoward. But maybe Ilya feels awkward or embarrassed, even–two emotions he is not familiar with. He’s thrown off during the entire game, losing each face-off against Shane despite intently staring at the ice to avoid staring into his deep brown eyes. Or his freckles. Shane isn’t looking at him. So he isn’t looking at Shane. Simple as that. It’s not as if Ilya’s heart aches with every beat, or anything. Not as if Ilya regrets saying Shane’s first name like an oath that day a week ago. or, after the tuna melt scene

come back (stay here) M, 1.6k

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @gricha91

The entire day got to him. Shane showed up in his brown jacket, looking impossibly soft and terribly addicting, and then Ilya immediately took him to bed. There was no other choice when Shane Hollander was in your house looking like that. It did things to Ilya’s heart that he had yet to dissect, hadn’t wanted to examine for very specific reasons. He didn’t mean to say it.

my boy rozanov E, 5.2K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @gricha91

They’re on different teams. They’re dubbed rivals by everyone and anyone who watches hockey. Sure, they’ve done a commercial or two together, but that’s for the love of money. For capitalism, if you subscribe to that. Even during a commercial, they’re still in a face off together. So why does Scott fucking Hunter think Rozanov is his boy?

to love me is to suffer me M, 9.8k

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

Grian shudders, falling backward onto the soft dirt, his head hurting. He gets flashes of memories, voices overwhelming his brain. Something like this has happened before. And it’s happening again. or, grian's teammates keep dying and grian has no one to blame but himself

touch me baby (put your lips on mine) E, 23.1k

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @gricha91

It’s not until Get Low is halfway over that he realizes he’s been dancing with this person for four or five songs now. This man. Alex gets flashes of his blonde hair in the strobe lights, his pale skin shining blue. His hands are on his soft hips, the man’s hands bent behind to play with Alex’s hair. Alex is resisting an urge to mouth at the flawless expanse of his neck. So. Uh. Hm. ~~~ or, a firstprince fic loosely based off chappell roan's album

nutvember 2025 by me_her_themoon & tommokat, E

bunch of filthy larry one-shots for the entire month of november :P

feast on me E, 9.5k

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

moodboard by @cactusdragon517

To His Royal Highness Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, This is Nora Holleran, executive producer of the American TV show Hot Ones. We interview celebrities to get the spicy details of their life while ramping up the spice on chicken wings. Normally, we would never extend an invitation to someone of your stature, but after recent events, Alex, the creator and host of our show, would love to interview you. He said, and apologies for the vulgarity, “If we don’t get this fucking prince on our show, I’ll fly to England myself and hand deliver a thousand chicken wings to Kensington.” To avoid sending our intern Tess into a heart attack, please come. If you’d like to make an appearance, please let us know within a week. I look forward to hearing from you! Sincerely, Nora Holleran

with a sea view E, 5.1k

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

Stepping onto the main deck, Harry grabs a maroon towel, squeezing all the water he can out of his hair, though it’s similar to how a dog dries off after a bath. He doesn’t bother drying the rest of his body, that’s what suntanning is for. He places the towel into a small bin and looks around. Time to find Louis.

knowing you're in love with me is the greatest gift of all T, 6.7K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

art by the wonderful @28goldens

Harry just wants to fall back to sleep in his husband’s arms, wanting to treasure the quietness of Christmas morning before their kids wake up and realize what day it is. That dream is short lived when there’s a small shriek of joy from downstairs.

Synced Cycles E, 2K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

Harry sniffs loudly, eyes widening as he smells oranges, a smile creeping onto his face. “You’re going into heat soon. And I’m–” “Going into rut.” Louis can’t keep his excitement down. They’ve been wanting their cycles synced for months, and now it’s finally happening. Harry is going to be the ideal alpha, exactly how Louis begs for him to be when he’s in heat. And Louis is going to be the submissive, pleading omega for him. Fuck.

part twenty two of nutvember 2023

Helping Out E, 2.5K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

“I could, I mean, if you wanted, I could, um, help?”  Harry blinks twice at him, and then another three times for good measure. While he thinks he knows what Louis is saying, this can’t be based on an assumption. Because if he’s wrong, he’ll never be able to show his face to Louis again.  Carefully, he breathes out, “What do you mean?” “Like,” Louis exhales, flashing his eyes up to meet Harry’s, and Harry thinks he could die right then and there with the intensity inside them. “With sex.”

part twenty one of nutvember 2023

Restrained, Ashamed, and Recorded E, 3.2K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

He even tried bringing it up to Niall, a beta who directed most of his videos, but he shut it down almost immediately. To quote him, “It’s a nice idea, but good luck finding an alpha that would be willing to do that on camera.” Didn’t give Harry too much hope. Until Louis Tomlinson walked in one day.

part twenty of nutvember 2023

Untraditional Rut E, 2.3K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

He figured that he was definitely into spanking, but he kept searching the categories on the porn website. There was one that caught his eye, making him swallow the nerves down as he clicked. Wax play. After watching three minutes of an omega getting covered in hot candle wax, Louis came all over his chest, a bit landing in the hollow space of his collarbone.  Ever since then, he figured out why he’s never enjoyed his traditional ruts. Because he’s not into the whole primal animalistic stereotype of alpha ruts. He’s into spanking and wax play.

part nineteen of nutvember 2023

Swollen Stomach E, 2.3K

by me_her_themoon / @dreamersdivin-headfirst

Louis lifts their chin up with two fingers, not waiting another second before connecting their lips in a tender kiss. Harry can’t resist deepening it, their libido heightened ever since they entered the third trimester. Except, the doctors only allow them to have sex once a week, and once Harry gets within a week of the due date, it’s better to not have sex at all. Lucky for them, Harry still has three weeks until the due date.

part eighteen of nutvember 2023