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books I’ve read in 2022 📖 no. 062

Below Zero by Ali Hazelwood

“Even though i pushed him away over and over, he still came in a rocking boat in the middle of the coldest ocean on planet earth just to get me warm.”

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and it would've been sweet, if it could've been me

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for old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. let’s do it for the love that used to be here!! it is reason enough!!

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eras tour (2023)

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anyway, did you hear how the tennis court was covered up with some tent-like thing?

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all of me changed like midnight 🌧️

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lately, i've been dressing for revenge

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WONKA - CHRISTMAS '23

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back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known

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Gina, so historically "someone" was also trying to get the babygate narrative on tumblr, via anon? I'm a bit new and I've been reading some posts, and in some they said that some people received messages saying that Briana was pregnant

Hi darling. I think @tellmethisisnottumblisnextfuckup or @betterstllbemywindingwheel might remember more clearly exactly what happened. But at the initial party boy Louis push, there was a definite push to get the idea out into the fandom that Louis had hooked up with some girl he’d been with at a club (the night of the “this one’s for the sun” photo). I don’t clearly remember how the pregnancy rumors started though.

Anyone else who was around then?

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The Ground Below is Above my Feet

How many times have you died?  Louis’ a fucking expert at it by now. 

When he falls asleep Louis experiences the deaths of those around him. The universe has a strict ‘eye-for-an-eye’ policy when it comes to life and death, so he stopped trying to play God a long time ago. Except with Niall. He doesn’t usually regret saving Niall unless the idiot’s dragging him out to socialize. Louis’s not one for socializing. Doesn’t like being able to put names to the faces, it tends to sour his breakfast when they’re dead by morning. 

Niall is relentless until Louis agrees to join in in a night of fun. Through the crowd he zeroes in on that boy, the one behind the mic with shiny eyes and shiny lips and shiny teeth. He looks like fun. Louis quickly finds out Harry, much more of a man than a boy where it counts, is a lot of fun. Over and over again they have a bit of fun, until they’ve hooked up so many times it can’t really be called a No Strings Attached sort of thing anymore. 

Every night Louis leaves before his eyes can shut, knowing the time before he dreams of Harry’s death is running short. The issue is, by now he’s so got so many strings attached, Harry’s practically braided into his skin. AU - Larry - Complete - 60k+ Written for @onedirectionbigbang Round Four Art Post​

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Just A Little Taste by homosociallyyours | M | 666 Harry’s a human who’s developed a bit of a thing for being bitten by vampires. It’s not without its dangers, as he quickly discovers one night. But there might just be hope for him yet…

empty by safetyfilm | nr | 900 I didn’t know where to go. I only thought of you, and then I was here.

our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood; forever in the stars by globesandmaps | nr | 2347 “don’t worry.” harry says, and louis can hear his voice, ragged in the back and rough like it gets when he’s trying to stay strong for the world. “i’ll tell you all about the stars when i see you next.” (astronaut!au, inspired by the president’s speech had the apollo eleven mission failed, also includes themes from the apollo thirteen mission)

My husband (29/M) died and has been possessed by a demon and now he’s cooking eggs in my kitchen as if nothing happened, what do I do? by adoreloux | M | 4306

The Bucket List by Baileylang | M | 12458 Louis didn’t believe in forever. Well, he did but when his forever was about the length of this football season and it was already April it wasn’t much of a stretch. And he definitely didn’t believe in miracles because if they existed he would be a world famous rock star and Doncaster Rovers would be top of the Premier League. Louis decides to have one last weekend before the end and he works through his bucket list with an unsuspecting boy he meets in the tea shop at the hospital. Harry is the hospital radio volunteer who got more than he bargained for when he invited the cute boy in a beanie up to hear his jingle…

Love Will Light The Way by Jesapeak | E | 26730 Most people throughout Louis’s life thought that dying brought you to one of two gates. Heaven or Hell. Really, it brought you to a dated diner, just outside of the suburbs, skirting the beginning of the city. Where, instead of God, you met Liam Payne and his post-it notes. Well, not for everyone, but for the select few whoever is in charge up there deemed fit to help guide the living into death. Unfortunate people like Louis. Who’d honestly rather just lie in bed and pretend it had all been a dream. A very bad, cliche dream. It wasn’t though and this was his new normal. As much as he hated it. And Harry? He just wanted to know who the man was that kept killing his patients.

Purer Than The Water (like we were) by FeelsForBreakfast | E | 33017 Louis is a merman and Harry is a boy. The lake is a good place to fall in love. “Louis wants the boy to wade deeper, deep enough that Louis can go under and wrap his fingers around his ankles for just a moment. Pull him under. Just touch skin, for a second.”

things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas | M | 49276 it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it. - when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.

7 Up by cherrystreet | E | 51973 Very loosely based on the British TV show “The Up Series” and somewhat inspired by the song “Something I Need” by Onerepublic, we follow the lives of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson in an interview setting every seven years. They fall apart and come together, their lives and emotions recorded. Harry calls it a time capsule. Louis calls it a pain in the arse.

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and the skeletons in both our closets, plotted hard to fuck this up

@elmax-week2023 | day i | august, 28th. ↳ prompt: first meeting.

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Found in El's special memory box

bonus edit for @elmax-week2023 day 1: summer days

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"You Just Try Things On Until You Find Something That Feels Like You."

@stladies Appreciation Week (belated) Day FIVE: Favorite Outfits

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE WHEELER

7 April 1971 (x) in honor of my favorite birthday b*tch

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fox's ronance moodboards - the x-files au

As Nancy made her way down into the bowels of one of the largest Bureau buildings in the country, she couldn't shake the thoughts of being ridiculed by her coworkers for what essentially felt like a glorified babysitting assignment. But she sure did try, hard as she could, to look on the bright side as her heels clicked on the tiled floor. Finally, she reached Agent Buckley's office door. She took a deep breath, almost hesitating for a moment, before rapping lightly on the door. A voice called back.

"Sorry, nobody down here but the FBI's most unwanted."

As Nancy stepped through the door, she took stock of the room around her. It had been plastered wall to wall with photos of UFOs, newspaper clippings with fanatical headlines, photos of various cryptozoology specimens, and strings connecting various elements together. But the thing that stood out the most in Agent Buckley's office was a large poster with a photo of a UFO on it. Below the UFO were words, all in bold.

I want to believe.

Agent Buckley sat on a rolling chair, engrossed in pieces of film that were littered across her desk. She was examining them with such fervor that she took a minute to register that there was someone standing behind her.

Finally, she looked up.

"Agent Buckley. I'm Agent Wheeler. I've been assigned to work with you."

She held out her hand, and Agent Buckley took it, cautiously. "Well, isn't it nice to be suddenly so highly regarded?"

Nancy looked back at her, quizzically.

"So, who did you take off to get stuck with this detail, Wheeler?"

"Actually, I'm... looking forward to working with you. I've heard a lot about you."

"Really? I was under the impression that you were sent down here to spy on me."

Nancy took a deep breath. She willed herself to not become too immediately frustrated with her new partner right off the bat, but she was truly testing her already.

"If you have any doubt about my qualifications or credentials, I-"

"You're a medical doctor, you teach at the Academy, you did your undergraduate degree in Physics..."

Nancy, seething at Buckley's interruption, noticed that her partner had an easily recognizable packet of paper on her desk. Shit.

"Einstein's Twin Paradox: A New Interpretation. Nancy Wheeler. One hell of a senior thesis. Now, that's a credential. Re-writing Einstein."

Nancy took another breath. She couldn't believe the direction this conversation was going in.

"Did you bother to read it?

"I did!" Buckley said, standing and beginning to fiddle around with the objects on her desk, distractedly. "I liked it. It's just that in most of my work, the laws of physics don't really apply."

Nancy recalled her assignment. The X-Files. She was here because Agent Buckley believed that there was more out there than what meets the naked eye. For Nancy, the naked eye was all that she could rely upon. Science. What could be seen. This was going to be a rocky start, she could feel it.