The Truth is Rarely Pure and Never Simple

i know people change and grief is unsure or complicated when it’s attached to a fond memory or the feeling a person gave you and not tangibly the person themself. i can see many of you on here are struggling with that right now and i understand.

a few years ago i purchased a home that Liam previously owned. there were rumors the house was haunted. He assured me it was not, and i believed him. because i know the ghosts that haunt us aren’t tethered to buildings. They live in parts of us that are harder to reach and they go wherever we do.

🥀 February Favourites 🥀

These are my favourite fics I’ve read throughout February, all in order of when I read them. Here are other fics I enjoy, and here are other monthly favourites!

🥀 Something Carries On 177k, no rating by @larrylution (blue_marauder)

Louis would do anything to escape the prison of his emotions around the holidays. He would even go so far as to abandon his remaining family members and go on a trip to Greece, seeing as they’re better off without his holiday angst anyway. While on his trip, Louis meets a kind and vulnerable stranger who manages to break through his defenses.