A Change In Momentum by kingsofeverything | G | 666 Louis tries to surprise Harry by carving pumpkins by himself.
perfect pumpkins by shiptattou | G | 666 Harry decides a pumpkin carving 'contest' is the best way to tell Louis.
Made Just For Me by casuallyhl | nr | 2227 “What the fuck are you doing?” From where he’s sitting on the floor, Harry chooses not to answer. Instead, he continues laying out old newspapers around him. He layers them so they completely cover the carpet, leaving no space for anything to stain. “Harry,” Louis’ voice comes again. “What are you doing?” “I’m getting ready to carve a pumpkin,” Harry replies simply, still not looking at Louis. “But…why?” Or, Harry and Louis carve a pumpkin.
squash! goes my heart by sarcangel | T | 3331 Niall just laughs and ruffles Freddie’s hair, and says, “Maybe next time, buddy,” in a way that shuts Louis up, because suddenly all he can see is years of Octobers, years of them, Freddie getting taller and Niall planting seeds on his stupid back porch like the stubborn-arsed Irishman he is, and all right.
May The Gourds Be With You by BayouSexual | nr | 3496 “Next time you want to go on a road trip to the middle of nowhere, I’m saying no. ASDA has plenty of pumpkins.” Louis says darkly. Harry shoves his phone back in his pocket, “Just start the car like I said and we can see if we can get back the way we came.” Louis turns the key slowly and isn’t even surprised when nothing happens. He just sighs, “God hates us.” ____________ Or that one fic with where Harry can't read maps, and Louis hates pumpkins.
You're The Pumpkin Of My Eye by rockstarlwt28 | G | 4122 Harry and Louis go on a seasonal date, that is sweeter than the confectionery in a trick or treat bucket. It’s filled with sweet snuggles, cute kisses and pumpkin picking.
You Are the Moon That Breaks the Night by supernope | T | 4168 Harry doesn’t realize he’s been squeezing Louis’ hand until Louis nudges him in the hip and laughs, “They’re just pumpkins, Harry, calm down. Let’s go have a look.” Harry lets Louis drag him off toward the closest pile of decorative gourds, then tugs him down into a crouch so they can begin to search through them all. He wants carving pumpkins, but he also wants little ones for decoration and a couple of ripe ones to bake with. Louis does not understand the art of selecting a pumpkin, Harry discovers, and he has to give him a hands-on tutorial that involves way too much touching for such a public, kid-friendly place. Harry wants so many pumpkins that they end up making it into a contest to see who can choose the best ones, both drifting from pumpkin pile to hay bale, turning pumpkins over and pressing on the bottoms like they’re pumpkin experts.
make this feel like home | G | 4362 He doesn’t know if he’ll ever be graced with a sight cuter than his boyfriend standing in the middle of a pumpkin patch in October, holding the pumpkin version of him against his hip. Harry wants to be the one held up against Louis’ waist. Not a silly pumpkin. “Gonna the return the favor or what, curly?” Louis motions to the cute little stocky half of the orange dream team behind him and winks. “I’m a good enough pumpkin for you, aren’t it?” [harry and louis are 17 and besotted, feat. halloween]
put your dukes up, baby put your dukes up by aniloquent | nr | 5075 “I’m going to kick your ass at this pumpkin carving contest, Curly,” Louis prophesizes, standing to his feet. Louis feels the pumpkin yanked from his grip. “Lovely,” the stranger drawls, smirking down at Louis. “I’ll use this pumpkin to do so. C’mon, Li.” Louis glares holes into the duo’s back as they retreat to the other end of the patch. Louis snatches a random pumpkin from the ground, muttering curses about boot-loving fucks when he hear the stranger call for him again. “By the way, pumpkins are fruits, emphasizing the word ‘vegetable’ doesn’t make it anymore of one. Look it up.”
