#eulogisemefics

that's showbiz, baby!

by: eulogiseme | 97k | NOW COMPLETE

Thirty two year old, war veteran, Louis has been employed by the influential Edgar Styles to be a personal bodyguard for his son, upcoming popstar, Harry Styles. Chosen for his skill, intellect and dedication, Louis is more than prepared for his new job. But when he arrives, he learns that his duty is much bigger. The omega is being stalked and they want him to have an alpha by his side at all times, one who can play pretend for the cameras, but behind the scenes keep his eyes peeled for an intruder.

What they want is a fake relationship with Harry and Louis at the centre of it, to lure out the stalker.

He tells himself it'll be fine. He's been in all sorts of jobs that have required more from him. It won't be that hard.

in all of them, you

by: eulogiseme | 11K | M

Sworn off of love, A-List actor and model Harry keeps finding his way back to Louis, an uncouth rockstar who unexpectedly bludgeoned his way into Harry’s life one evening, on the rooftops of Paris, after the break of his engagement. Every so often they reunite, when destiny crosses their paths, sharing passion-filled nights over the years in cities all across the world. In a constant state of mourning over the past, Harry becomes blind to the love that’s been following him over the years, hidden between gentle touches and yearning gazes.

One night in Portofino changes everything.

if i loved you less

by: amorasue (eulogiseme) | 38k | E

At a party, under the thrill of alcohol and victim to his own hubris, Louis accepts a bet to make a stranger fall in love with him in just one month, or forfeit his position as the soccer team’s captain forever. When he meets him, Harry Styles: headstrong, fierce, and intolerant of his antics, he’s forced to reconsider everything. Over the course of the month, Louis works endlessly to please the boy. And Harry, whom he used to think was arrogant, patronising, and far too proud, comes to mean more to him than he ever anticipated.

Once content with his small world of soccer practices, parties, and constant non-committal flings, Louis finds that for the first time in his life, he wants more.

this easy thing of sacrifice

by: eulogiseme | 104k | E

Far away in the English countryside, Louis has been employed by the Styles’ family to tend to their Manor House. Unknown to him, the duty of minding the family’s newborn daughter falls upon him instead. Dark secrets surround the paragon that is Harry, but Louis can’t fight his attraction to the widow who roams the Manor’s hallways and spends hours at night by the lake.

On a mission to get Harry to be able to look after his daughter, Louis loses himself to the man’s tender heart, his sad eyes, and gentle touches. Obsession comes easily when Harry is so deprived of love and Louis is so eager to give it.

all i’ve ever learned from love

by eulogiseme | 53k | E

“Will you think of me?”

“What—”

“When you’re with him, will you think of me? Every time he touches you, every kiss, when he—” Louis thrusts into tight heat, groaning deep at the way Harry shudders beneath him, how his fingers dig into his shoulders, how he moans Louis’ name hot and addicting. “Does this. Will you think of me?”

Harry doesn’t know how to say that ever since he met Louis, every man after had been replaced by him.

all of our tomorrows

by eulogiseme | 32k | E

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They’ve both been evading the reality of growing up. With Harry set to leave for Paris in a few days to pursue Fashion Design, Harry and Louis decide to spend one day retracing all the places that had brought them together. Maybe that’s all it takes to realise how blind they've been, and how they'll never let each other go.

somewhere in the world there’s you

by eulogiseme | 5.3k | M

Louis flattens the palm of his hand over Harry’s thighs, slowly curving them over the ferns that decorate his soft hips. He goes further over the smooth, hairless skin, fingers pressing down into his navel, then back up before settling to stop when his touch ghosts the sweet creature splayed upon Harry’s chest. It’s warm in a way that drives him mad—Louis can’t find this kind of warmth anywhere else in the world.

by the shore, we bloomed

by eulogiseme | 64k | M

Dressed in white, he’d be a vision—and Louis would buy him lace one day as well. A proper dress with a soft hem and detailing so he could know what it feels like to be a bride. The pearl on his chest gleams every so often, sitting where it should always be, beside Harry’s heart. Louis would like to find some more, twist them with wire, and make a set of earrings for him. Girls liked that, perhaps Harry would too? And then, Louis would make love to him like real men do with their wives on their wedding nights.

They give themselves three months to fix this ship and prepare to send Louis back home. During these cold, wet months, Louis teaches Harry about life across the sea. What it’s like to be human. He’s not meant to teach him about love but three months together spent hiding in their hut, sitting by the shore at night, learning the world through each other's eyes… something new blooms and maybe this sailor has given Harry another shot at life again.

Harry’s a nymph, and Louis’ a human and they hate each other—but not really.