#nothing_but

Baby Just Dive Right In (Follow My Lead) by LiveLaughLoveLarry | T | 1686 Harry and Louis compete together in the men's 10m synchronized platform diving. They also live together. They also are together. Not as many people know that last part -- though not because Harry and Louis are hiding anything. They're just not showing it off. But they are seeing how much innuendo they can get away with before someone clues in. Turns out: a lot. ~*~ “You don’t think anyone’s gonna pick up on things from that?” Harry shrugs. “They haven’t so far,” he points out. “And we haven’t exactly been subtle. I mean, your face when they asked you if there were any girls you were excited to meet at the Olympics? Priceless.” “Oh, you’re one to talk,” Louis says. “What was it you said last month? ‘Until I find the perfect girl, I have Louis’?” “Nice to know you have it memorized,” Harry says. “Was that before or after you told the interviewer that I’m a great boyfriend?”

Everything You Touch Turns To Gold by nothing_but | E | 4158 When Louis had retreated to his hotel room in the evening after a long day of commentating, he found himself on his bed, scrolling through twitter. There was a lot more going on than he was used to. The tweets he got to see were all pretty similar. Best of #rio2016 commentators thirsting for @HarryStyles. Something to say to that @Louis_Tomlinson #BBC Olympics Fic, featuring Great Britain's swimmer (and medal hope) Harry Styles and sports commentator Louis Tomlinson, who finds it incredibly difficult to keep reporting objectively.

Like Flying | M | 5954 The Olympics are really just an excuse for falling in love. Plus fencing and gymnastics.

Pick a star by retts | E | 6081 Remember last year after we won the Olympics? God, Zayn, that had been a fantastic fuck. Or porn, porn, porn, and sap.

We've got nothing to lose by iwontseecadyagain | nr | 12181 “Oops!” A deep and slow voice fills Louis’ ears as an arm reaches around his waist, to keep Louis from rebounding into another white-outfitted body – this time a short young girl who could only be gymnast. “Hi,” Louis replies as he turns to smile up at the person and thank him for preventing Louis’ life from dissolving into a real-life game of Pong, but the words dry up in his throat when he sees. The person is a boy, tall and lanky with curly brown hair pushed away from his face messily and held back by a gaudy Union Jack scarf, green eyes sparkling from all the camera flashes and impossibly pink lips curled in a wide smile that nearly encompasses his whole face. And Louis recognizes him instantly. And he thinks that maybe if walking into the Olympic Stadium during the opening ceremony wasn’t enough, having Harry Styles’ arm around him might be the killing blow. Also known as an Olympics AU where Harry is a pro tennis player, and Louis is a pro footballer. They meet at the opening ceremony and fall in love, obviously.

we're feeling like gold by cxyst | M | 16664 [an inordinately fluffy au in which harry is britain’s olympic golden boy and louis is a twenty one year old retired diving star, and somehow, they end up being just what the other needs]

Oh Glory by alivingfire | E | 21027 Tomlinson looks Liam over, tilting his head. “Are you a swimmer as well?” “Yeah,” Liam says, a little cautiously. Harry wonders if it’s Tomlinson’s fame or the unimpressed eyebrow that’s making Liam wary. “Distance, I’m doing the 1500m. Harry here’s a sprinter.” “Ah,” says Tomlinson, turning his glinting eyes back to Harry. “So you’re not an endurance man.” A beat passes, and his grin grows, wide and filthy. "Shame." Harry Styles is Team Great Britain's newest swimmer, and has spent his whole life training for this moment, a chance at the gold medal in the Rio 2016 Olympics. All his training, hard work, and dedication to no distractions is tested when he's assigned to the same Rio apartment as Louis Tomlinson, British gymnast and Harry's childhood crush.

Gold Running Through My Veins by hazzayoudoing | M | 24853 Harry can’t help himself when he leers. No one ever said you had to be unaffected by your own teammate’s body. Louis has a great one. He’s compact with muscle, curves in places Harry could only dream to touch one day. They hate each other, on the surface. It’s always been this way. Some ribbing here, some eyebrow raises there. But Harry would be lying if he was forced to admit he’s never thought of Louis in a different way. “Take a picture, Styles. It’ll last longer,” Louis says as he ambles past with Zayn. His board shorts brush Harry’s shoulder, water droplets cool to the touch. “Fuck off,” Harry responds. He’s got his part to play. Or, an Olympic gymnastics AU that finds sworn enemies Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson on the same Olympic team, battling it out for gold medals in Belgium while they fall, quite stubbornly, in love. Featuring a steamy striptease in an empty gym, Harry canoodling with a gymnast from another country, a bit of sight-seeing in gorgeous Belgium and some really delicious waffles.

Redwood Seedlings Prefer Full Sunlight by polka_stripes | G | 1474 Louis visits her family home in the redwoods after a wildfire came through and finds more than the forest floor is left exposed.

all of the places i ain't ever been by theamazingpeterparker | G | 10752 Harry takes his dinner back to his bedroom, determined to chip away at his book that he came here to write. He’s not sure what it really is yet but he knows he wants it to be in the countryside, maybe a love story without the distractions of a city or a corporate job or a huge population to get in the way. Or, Harry rents a room on a farm in exchange for working as a farmhand.

Private Show by musketrois | E | 11274 By now, Rogue was deft at picking someone to come on stage for this act. She was in the habit of picking people who were moderately into the show taking place around them. These people enjoyed their time at the club, but were not regulars and were not stingy with the cash they brought for the performers. Too drunk and they got handsy. Too timid and they sat like a stiff scarecrow the whole time. or Louis is a drag queen and Harry has a major crush.

You Get Admission by harrymeth | E | 11943 Right after the interview Louis grinned as they shook hands and welcomed Zayn to the 'team'. What Zayn doesn't recall is Louis mentioning that having to deal with a right prick was part of the job. Harry's rude until he isn't, in comes Zayn to literally clean him up.

Like Two Softened Shoes by marie24 | M | 13553 He sets his laptop on the bed, backing away and running his hands repeatedly through his curls. Okay. This is okay. This is fine. This is not real. Will peeks his head around the door frame. “Uh, everything okay in here?” Harry tries to keep his breathing under control. “Yeah!” he says. “It’s, um, everything’s fine!” He can hear himself talking really loudly. Will looks doubtful. “Are you sure? Because it really seems like -” Harry barks out a laugh, cutting him off. “Okay! So this is going to sound really strange. But.” He looks at Will, with the same shiny fringe, blue, blue eyes, and sharp cheekbones he’d been writing about the whole last week. He worries his lip frantically between his teeth. “Um. I think I… I think I… wrote you?” Or, Harry is a writer who gets through his writer’s block by pouring his feelings for his best friend Louis into a character. A few days later, the character lands in his bed, three dimensional and with no idea how to get back where he came from. He turns out to be very inconvenient for keeping Harry’s feelings to himself.

What I've Been Waiting For by styleandsin | nr | 14056 “Have you checked your twitter mentions lately?” Liam asks, almost hesitantly. “‘Course not, I’ve been busy relaxing.” Louis gives Liam a smile, “Besides, isn’t that your job?” “Well, I mean... Kind of, but you should check them.” Louis sighs, “Fine.” He picks his phone up from the table and takes a scroll through twitter, finding that apparently the book he was carrying on the way out of the airport was visible enough to see in the pap shots, and now his fans are excited. From about three minutes of scrolling and reading tweets he gathers the following: he and Harry share an overlap in fans, a lot of people are thankful for the book recommendation, some people say they ship him and Harry, whatever that means, oh and Harry Styles has seen the photos. Or, Louis is famous for his singing. Harry is semi-famous for his writing. They're both fans of each other.

The Sound of Love Astounds Me Every Time It Calls by nothing_but | T | 20477 It had been nothing more than maybe two or three hours so far, but Louis was already fed up. Fed up with kind, weirdly endearing Harry, fed up with his little daughter, fed up with this whole journey and mentoring thing that wasn’t going his way at all. He wanted to hate Harry, all right, and so he would, perfect looks, strange kindness, and little daughter be damned! Louis was unstoppable, always had been, and this man certainly would not break him. As always, everything would eventually go the Tommo Way. OR Mentoring a newcomer in the children’s literature scene is an offer that Louis Tomlinson, accomplished children’s book author, simply can’t refuse. Especially since it comes with a two-week holiday in a remote luxury hotel and overly generous compensation. What Louis certainly did not sign up for was Harry - young, vibrant, bubbling right over with ideas, imagination, and kindness - radically turning his world upside down.

With These Arms Folded by taggiecb | nr | 21895 Harry Styles is living a peaceful existence in California as a very successful song writer. He has his lake house, and his cat, and his small town existence. That is until he receives a curious email one sunny summer morning, and his life almost immediately gets turned upside down buy a force that's bigger than any storm he's seen outside his window.

It all comes out in the wash by Conscious_ramblings | E | 3347 Harry and Louis are flatmates at uni. In the month they have lived in halls, Harry has found lacy underwear in his laundry four times. At first he thought it was an innocent mistake. The second time he was just confused. The third time he started to sense a pattern. And when Louis walks in on him just after he discovers the fourth pair, well that’s when everything changes

Mercedes Boy by FullOnLarrie | E | 5374 There's a surprise waiting at home for Louis after he finishes his day on the tracks at the Mercedes AMG Driving Experience.

Satisfaction's Never Been This Sweet by nothing_but | E | 5597 “Don’t laugh“ Harry whispered only seconds before he pulled his pretty panties down, exposing himself to Louis. OR the one where Harry is very insecure about his penis size.

Are You Gonna Be My Girl? by LoadedGunn | E | 7558 "You…" Harry touches his own mouth, teasing. "You ate her pussy?" "Yeah." Louis stops playing with Harry's cock and gropes his arse again, pulling his cheeks apart and pushing them back together over the thong. "Want me to eat yours?" Louis reenacts his first time, and Harry wants to be his good girl.

Matches Your Eyes by gettingaphdinlarry | nr | 9009 A size small. Sure wouldn’t fit Brez. The panties looked high waisted, with a seam up the backside. They were a bright, clear blue. It reminded him of of a swimming pool, and he imagined it in a paint chip with some ridiculous name, like Artesian Water or Capri Bay. The lace formed an abstract floral pattern. Why would men wear women’s panties? Wouldn’t they be cut funny? Niall looked around his walk-in wardrobe, as if someone might be watching. He stood up and closed the door softly, listening for the click of the latch. :: When a pair of women's panties mistakenly gets sent to Niall and Bressie's house, Niall decides to see what they feel like.

hold on for one more day by disgruntledkittenface | M | 12018 “Right? Anyway, s’not like he needs to put the reminder, if anyone’s going to fuck up live on air–” “It’d be you,” they say at the same time. Louis appears on The Breakfast Show to promote Back to You.

Buried Like Treasure by QuickedWeen | E | 40200 Prince Harry Styles is very private. He chooses to keep himself out of the public eye but feels lonely and isolated while surrounded by people in his hectic royal life. When he finishes his dissertation, he decides to take a solo holiday to one of the royal family's properties in the Swiss Alps. Semi-retired thief Louis Tomlinson has been pulled in for one last job: steal a painting from an uninhabited mansion. Neither one of them expects a natural disaster.

language or the kiss for nothing_but Word count: 31653 Summary: “I’ve heard about you, Louis.”

Louis just looked back at him, hands on his small hips, foot tapping out an angry beat on the hardwood floor, a verse just under his tongue, waiting to spill out. “Yeah? What have you heard?”

Harry slowly stood up, his long lean body feline as he came forward, slowly closing the two feet between them. “Yeah…I’ve heard about you.” Harry whispered, so close Louis could smell his cologne, something spicy and fruity, soft and wild. “You’re the one.”

Louis looked up at him; unfortunately he had to look up. The fucker had about three to four inches on him. “The one what?” His eyes flickered from Harry’s intent stare to his wet obscene lips. Louis wasn’t proud. But his dick may have twitched a little. Just a little.

“You’re the one to beat.”