Los Ageless by harrys | E | 1405 Here in Luke’s arms, for the first time in a long time, Louis feels at home. He’s only ever felt like this with Harry, but that was temporary. Louis can’t do temporary anymore. Alternatively: A few years after their band's hiatus and and one year after their breakup, Harry tries to fix things with Louis.
Something Like Fantasy by maszzaj | M | 2037 Louis and his gardener Luke.
Longer Night by turnyourankle | E | 2067 What happened after the 'Long day' photo was taken? Probably this.
turn me up by turnyourankle | E | 3863 Louis doesn't expect much from a night out with the lads, especially not when they've taken it upon themselves to foist him onto unsuspecting strangers. But the night seems to be saved by a tall, dark and handsome stranger who seems to be exactly the same page as Louis.
i can feel a hot one by turnyourankle | E | 8077 There's something about the fresh air, music, beer and weed that just does something to Louis. But getting some alone time with Luke at Firefly turns out to be harder than expected.
Soft Forever by angelwarm | T | 12896 Liam tries to think about how Louis is still here, still his, in a small way. That man never saw Louis at the pier, barefoot and brilliant with sun spots on his shoulders. That one is Liam’s. That Louis is always going to be Liam’s.
walk, walk fashion baby by disgruntledkittenface | E | 23855 He couldn’t give a fuck about impressing these people, he’s only there to play the supportive boyfriend. But as he searches high and low for said boyfriend, one thought keeps gnawing at him, the sinking suspicion that Nick had dressed him up not so that Louis would feel more comfortable at the event, but so that Nick would feel more comfortable with Louis at the event. Maybe this assignment is starting to fuck with his head. Louis loves his supportive boyfriend, his passionate and interesting band of friends and coworkers, and his pair of quirky and dedicated dogs. What he doesn’t love is his job as co-editor of the Lifestyle section at a popular site aimed at millennials. But he was getting by until a new assignment landed in his lap: Let Your Boyfriend Dress You For A Week. His best mate Harry assured him it’d be a laugh, a bit of fun, but Louis was sure that Nick would dress him like an utter knob and his mates would take the piss all week. He didn’t expect to actually learn something about himself.
You're the Light by allwaswell16 | E | 31288 Before beginning a new graduate school in the fall, Louis Tomlinson decides to spend the summer working in Chicago as an editor’s assistant for the Chicago Tribune newspaper and staying with his old college roommate. What he finds on his first day of work is a tall, gorgeous editor named Harry who has the most beautiful green eyes he’s ever seen—and who also happens to be his new boss.
Lend Me Your Hand by QuickedWeen | M | 63354 Society has long since decided that the soulmarks everyone is born with are entirely unfashionable. They're just another way for people of a lower class to scam their way into marrying above their station. Lord Louis Tomlinson, Viscount Loring, on the other hand, has always believed that he will find his soulmate one day. Despite preparing for a match his whole life, he is entirely unprepared for the arrival of Gemma Styles' younger brother. Harry Styles has been traveling and away from society for over a year. Coming back, he intends to spend time with his sister, and slowly reacquaint himself with life in town. He doesn't need to wait around for a soulmark to determine how his life will play out.
Swallow The Knife by whoknows | E | 76168 “You came,” Louis says, still breathless, clinging to Harry, uncaring that his sweat is getting all over Harry’s presumably clean dad shirt, or that he’s making Harry hold up all of his weight. “Of course I came,” Harry says. He shifts, one arm curled underneath Louis’ arse, the other spreading wide in the middle of Louis’ back. “If I ignored you every time you pissed me off we would have stopped being friends a long time ago.” Louis already knows that, of course. It doesn’t do anything to stop the pleased squirm in his belly every time Harry proves it, though. They fight like nobody’s business, both of them too stubborn to pull their punches when they’re arguing, and it used to get them in trouble, but they always make up. Adrenaline makes Louis loose-lipped, and they both know it. He tightens his arms around Harry’s neck, buries his face in his hair. “I missed you,” he confesses, quiet. “Doesn’t feel the same up there by myself.”
