#yeah_alright

Odd or Even by rivers_bend | E | 1111 I said: but what if I have too many feelings about Nick tugging the hair on the insides of Harry's thighs? what if that? on twitter, and disarm_d said she didn't believe there could be too many feelings about such a thing and I should tell her about it. So I did.

Thighs by Kittycat | E | 1393 Louis has a slight obsession with wanting to mark Harry's thighs and he finally has a chance to do it.

Tempting Thighs by red_panda28 | E | 1620 He hadn’t been lying when he told this was the best thing he ever had the pleasure to unwrap, slowly pushing Harry’s trousers down his thighs, and all the way off his legs; Harry helping by lifting his hips and then he was lying there, all spread out for Louis to devour with his eyes. “Look so gorgeous, love,” he whispered, sliding his hands from Harry’s knees up his thighs and brushing his thumbs over his lace-covered hip bones. OR Louis fucks Harry's thighs

Nice Legs, Daisy Dukes, Etc. by mdashes | E | 1952 Non-AU, vaguely present day, Louis fucks Harry's thighs. Zero percent plot, zero percent bants/chats/lols, one hundred percent irredeemable.

'Cause Lately I've Been Craving More by sweaterpawstyles | E | 2664 "Fuck-" Harry cried out so loudly and desperately. "Daddy!" "That's right," Louis placed both of his hands securely onto Harry's ankles in an attempt to steady him. "Everyone will know what your daddy did to you. Mon beau garçon." Or Louis likes to speak French between Harry's thighs

The Cats that Got the Cream by yeah_alright | M | 3032 When Louis accidentally releases the tiger trapped in Harry's thigh tattoo, Harry has to explain not just what the fuck is happening, but that it's not just a tiger. Luckily, Louis has a secret of his own that might help.

first position, the mood is set by hiswittlehands | M | 3088 Louis bites down on his lip. "You...god, they look so good on you. Shows off your arse and your...your thighs, Haz." He runs his hand along the skin there then, relishing how soft and pliant it is even with all the muscle. "They shouldn't have even let you play. Should, should have sent you straight home for...fuck, indecency or breaking the dress code or summat." Or, I literally have no idea what the fuck I just wrote but it involves dodgeball, short shorts, and thigh fucking.

Strip That Down by lovelarry10 | E | 7542 “You’re doing well,” came Louis’ voice, and Harry’s eyes flew open, craning his head to see Louis sat on the sofa across the room, legs crossed, hands resting in his lap as he sat there, an amused smile on his lips. “A bit of a wimp, but I guess it must hurt-” “You guess? My legs are on fucking fire, Louis,” Harry retorted, his voice a little shaky still. The alcohol he’d been consuming all night was doing nothing to numb the pain, and the thought Louis thought he was a wimp wasn’t helping. “You have literally no idea how much this hurts.” “No pain kink, then. I’ll bear that in mind,” Louis said smugly as Jesy walked back into the room, a fresh pot of wax in her hands. “Oh goody, here we go again.” “Please don’t do my thighs, please-” “Them’s the rules…” Jesy muttered as she started swiping wax over Harry’s left thigh. ***** Offering to wax his legs as part of a bet wasn’t one of Harry's finer ideas, but if it has Louis ogling his thighs, who is he to complain?

By the time they’ve all finished eating – Harry’s fingers slightly sticky with melted Bomb Pop – the sun has almost fully set. Whispers of anticipation crackle around the crowd, the volume of conversation lowering along with the sun. By the time the sky darkens completely, the only sounds Harry can hear are the faint buzzing of fireflies and her own internal squeeing.

She vaguely registers Gemma leaning back to whisper to Louis, “get ready for the real show,” and Louis’ soft giggle in response.

She loves this.

She loves her stupid brat big sister. She loves fireworks. And she loves that Louis is here too.

As the canon shoots off the first firework, and Harry tenses with excited anticipation, she turns to Louis and says, “I’m so excited. I’m so glad you came.”

“Me too,” Louis whispers back, giving her knee a gentle squeeze.

Harry doesn’t know whether it’s Louis’ touch on her leg or the burst of red and blue that suddenly fills the sky that makes her heart start to race, but she doesn’t much care.

She’s just happy.

She knows the moment Gemma turns to watch her – recognizes the familiar sensation of her sister’s eyes on her – and is only aware that she’s probably making her usual awed noises because she can sense each time Gemma smiles. She used to find being watched so intently unnerving, but now she finds it calming. For a few minutes she loses herself in the serene familiarity of it all. She almost forgets Louis is next to her.

Until she feels the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, like an alarm.

And she knows she’s being watched from the other side too.

Just then her favorite kind of firework – the kind that looks like sparkling honey drizzling down an imaginary cake in the sky – explodes in front of her, and her smile fills her face, because she feels the exact same firework inside her chest.

-from That Smile and That Midnight Laugh by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright​

[Larry, 50k, Ferris Bueller au]

#may we lift each other up

We Can Find a Place to Feel Good by yeah_alright // @uhohmorshedios​

14-year-old Harry is ecstatic to finally be old enough to experience the time-honored tradition of school dances. But with each year that passes and each dance he attends, he’s realizing they’re not all he used to hope they’d be. Especially when he can't actually dance with the person he most wants to.

Maybe he and Louis can figure out their own ways to keep dancing, anyway.

7k // Rated Teen And Up // fic post

This fic was written for the @finelineficfest​ and is based on the song Treat People With Kindness, which more than any other track on Fine Line makes me nostalgic for the Love On Tour shows that I haven’t attended yet. 

Gillian’s writing perfectly captures the feeling of having a crush that you don’t quite understand as a crush, and I found reading that part of the building relationship to be healing. She also has a way of writing these moments that make me flail so hard that I almost need to stand up and do a lap around my house before I can continue reading. I really, really want to quote lines here to show you what I mean but they will give too much away (although I will say there is such a perfect use of “it is what it is” that I’m mad that I didn’t write it). I had planned to read this for the first time bit by bit, dance by dance – since it takes place over several dances over the years – but I couldn’t put it down; I had to know what was going to happen next. 

Tongue Tied by YesIsAWorld | G | 1252 Louis’ new bestie placed a hand on his shoulder; he turned with a sway and looked into his blue eyes. ”What do you wish?” The world spun for a moment, and Louis shrugged. It was easy. The only thing he wanted. “I wish that I could tell Harry that I love him, instead of getting all tongue tied and chickening out.” The Irishman winked. “You never know, your wish may just come true.” “From your lips to God’s ears, mate.” He gave the man a hug. “I gotta go before my Uber leaves me.” He stumbled to the door, and that was the last thing he remembered from the night.

Souls Nailed Together by LadyLondonderry | G | 1691 Harry Styles has a lot of bad luck and a Problem Fixer on speed dial.

A Tight Space by haztobegood | T | 2313 Niall pushes the bedroom door open. A huge mass of brown fur bolts between his legs. Louis startles with a hand to his chest. “What the fuck was that?” “Oh, that’s the cat. I told you Liam found a stray a few days ago. That’s him.” “Are you sure that’s a cat?”

The Cats that Got the Cream by yeah_alright | M | 3032 When Louis accidentally releases the tiger trapped in Harry's thigh tattoo, Harry has to explain not just what the fuck is happening, but that it's not just a tiger. Luckily, Louis has a secret of his own that might help.

do you feel what I feel (does it feel right?) by we_are_the_same | T | 4285 His ears are ringing as he slowly shuffles through the hallway, head bowed and the hood of his sweatshirt all but pulled over his face. There's a quiet but insistent headache pulsing at his temples and he breathes in shakily before knocking just once on the nondescript hotel door that currently feels like it's potentially going to save his life. He stumbles across the threshold the moment the door opens, and Zayn’s arms are there to catch him, wrapping around him in a hug that makes him feel as though he’s finally able to breathe. And this. They didn’t used to do this. They didn’t hug. They weren’t the kind of friends that were comfortable like that. Hell, a few weeks ago they weren’t friends at all. And even right now, he’s not sure what they are. He just knows that Zayn wraps his arms around him and the ringing stops. Oscar could cry.

This is a job for... by phdmama | E | 4753 “I want you to fuck me,” Harry says slowly and doesn’t miss the way Louis’ expression falls, just a bit. “But,” Louis says quietly, “I really want you to fuck me.” They stare at each other, and Harry can’t really be blamed for the despair he’s feeling; he’s been longing for this moment for so long, and he wants it to be perfect for both of them. The words burst out of him. “But,” and yes, he is actually wailing the tiniest bit, but he’s disappointed, so sue him. “If you’re a bottom, and I’m a bottom, then who’s going to top, Lou. Who’s going to top?”

Knight Changes by graceling_in_a_suit | M | 10507 Louis has a promise to keep and a curse to break for a man in a bog. Niall, Liam, and Zayn are along for the ride. The real friends are the dragons we slay along the way.

Losing That Reactive Spark by whoknows | E | 11599 “You didn’t shock me,” the O says, yanking at Harry’s shirt. Harry’s eyebrows furrow, looking down at him. He could probably shake him off if he wanted to, wouldn’t even hurt him. Harry doesn’t. “What’s your name? How come you didn’t shock me?” “Um,” Harry says. “What?” The O sways closer, pushing himself up onto his toes as he peers at Harry’s face. Harry tries not to breathe in too deeply, too obviously. The last thing he needs is for someone to catch him obviously scenting an O that doesn’t belong with him in public. No matter how unhinged that particular O might be. That’s just asking for trouble. “Is it broken?” the O asks, shaking at Harry’s shirt. Harry sways, more confused than ever. The bell on the door dings, and on autopilot Harry shifts them out of the way, allowing the person to pass. His umbrella dangles uselessly from his hand, not doing anything to keep them dry. “Is what broken?” Harry asks. “It’s not broken,” the O says to himself, fast. He shakes his head again, bringing both hands up to his face to push his wet hair back. “Just yesterday – ” He stops, staring at Harry again. It’s a suspicious stare. Harry’s mildly offended by it.

Sweet Creature by VoidVesper | E | 735 Requested by WolfMother666, who wanted a fic that mentioned Harry's extra nipples . . . which got me thinking about who else probably has them.

warm fingers and cold metal rings by destimushi | E | 1525 Lightly chapped lips brush against the back of his neck, and Ronen knows he’s here. He groans, his body rousing under deft fingers and tender kisses, and he cracks open one sleepy eye to stare out the window. It’s still dark. What time is it? “Late enough, baby,” comes the husky response, and Ronen shudders. When Harry wakes Ronen up with tender fingers and soft kisses, Ronen knows it's going to be a good night.

(before anything can go wrong!) by softly | E | 2613 If something seems too good to be true, quick! put it in your mouth!

Lap Time by Suzie_Shooter_Archive | E | 3602 In which the Star In A Reasonably Priced Car slot continues to be the excuse for every random pairing ever.

One Man's Ceiling Is Another Man's Floor by kingsofeverything | E | 3713 Niall and Maggie come up with a way to get revenge on her annoying neighbors.

One by allwaswell16 | E | 4188 When omega Louis Tomlinson becomes pregnant after an unexpected encounter, he decides his only option is to flee his pack. But Tommy Shelby, pack alpha of the Peaky Blinders, might not be willing to let him go so easily.

Worth the Risk by Lhhome | E | 5896 “Hmm.. I guess. I just want someone I can take the risks for H. Is that too much to ask for?” Louis sighs and flops backwards. “It isn’t too much to ask for and it sucks that there are things we have to worry about, that there is even a risk to be taken but well, maybe that's what love is, something that’s going to be worth the risk.” Harry says with a half shrug. The one where Lando Norris just wants to flirt with the cute guy he saw from across the room and Louis finally finds someone who is worth the risk.

Mangia Tucci by yeah_alright | E | 7307 Harry's on holiday with his friends in Italy when he finds himself at the same restaurant as an older actor he's had a crush on since he was a kid. His excitement is obvious, and he apparently makes an impression, because he ends up receiving an offer he can't refuse.

When the Day Met the Night by souporsalad | G | 655 Harry was the moon and Louis was the sun and all was golden in the sky when the day met the night.

finally free by floatingvinyls | G | 692 louis is the sun, harry is the moon. they love each other, but they can’t be free.

The Sun, the Moon, and On, and On by asphodelknox | nr | 729 The Sun and the Moon have loved each other for a very long time.

all was golden in the sky by StarryDay13 | G | 1758 The Sun and the Moon are in love.

It's nine in the afternoon, and your eyes are the size of the moon by WritingProseAnythingGoes | G | 2186 And so, the Sun fell in love with the Moon.

When the Sun Found the Moon by boyfriendswhoboyfriend | G | 2278 Louis is the Sun and Harry is the Moon. They can never be.

Sisters of the Moon | T | 3323 Harry can't sleep at night and decides to become friends with the moon. But how to you become friends with the moon? A mythical journey begins...

doG...and his friend by yeah_alright | T | 2933 When Joan has to move out of her small, nice home and in with a random roommate, she obviously brings her dog/boyfriend, Doug, with her. Doug makes a friend. And maybe more.

wouldn't put it like that by ferryboatpeak | nr | 2973 “Heard it was SNL tonight.” The demon saunters through the hotel suite’s sitting room. “Thought we could have a little party,”

a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation by radiodurans | M | 3907 Bowen has long outgrown his desire to sleep with assholes, but he's not going to make it if Harry Styles is as nice as they say. He keeps falling (and falling, and falling) for Harry's breed of take-him-home-to-mother twink. The kind of boy your family hears about once before he jet-sets off to Milan or wherever to go do a residency at a tiger sanctuary. Or Harry Styles comes to SNL.

Destroy Me, King by stylinsexualxo | E | 4103 After SNL, jealous Louis has a little surprise for Harry when he arrives home.

breathless for an eternity by cabinbythesea | nr | 7828 Harry conquers double duty on SNL and Louis wishes he was Nick Jonas.

I Want All Your Saturday Nights by homosociallyyours | T | 10884 When Louis Tomlinson is announced as the host and musical guest for an upcoming episode of SNL, cast member and writer Harry Styles is prepared to have to hide her longtime crush from her favorite artist. What she doesn't expect is for Louis to be a fan of hers too. Even more surprising is when Louis excitedly agrees to star in a very lesbionic skit that Harry's co-written. She's always thought Louis wasn't straight, but is she really ready for what this level of confirmation can bring her?

when everybody wants you by nightwideopen | M | 11809 Harry nearly faints on the spot. He got the job. He’s going to be on Saturday Night Live. Three of Harry's dreams come true, then one of them falls apart. or the SNL au that no one asked for

Three French Hems by 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews | M | 20230 In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.