#i fucking hate food delivery apps

[stellaralignment]

After reading @kira-serialfaggot 's post about inaccessible menus and @butterfly-sapphire post about non-customizable menus figured I now had sufficient excuse to rant about how I hate how every big restaurant's ""solution"" to these two problems is somehow always the worst fucking app I've ever had to use in my life.

So, to clarify real quick. I agree with both previous posts. Places that serve food should have their menu easily accessible somewhere if they have an online presence, and places that let you customize your order need to have that as a feature of any digital ordering solution they implement. Good? Good.

So, a lot of places I've seen (Wendys, Taco Bell, and McDonald to name a few) Have tried to get around how fucking horrible the DD app itself is by making their own apps with DD integration for the actual ordering/serving of delivery orders. Great, this lets them provide their own menu customization options, serve discounts/coupons, and generally have more control over the user experience. Fantastic. As a bonus, this usually also allows you to just look at the menu whenever you want.

Small issue. All of these apps were written by the worst fucking programmers I have ever witnessed in my life. I havn't gotten angry enough to de-compile or try to reverse engineer one yet, but my user experience has been so consistently bad and I've encountered issues that, as a software engineer, I honestly could not tell you how fucked their system has to be in order to allow that to happen.

Allow me to tell you the worst of these. I'm trying to order delivery from a store. It's late, like 7pm, but I know the place is open till 10. I can confirm this on their website (I do later for reasons that will become apparent) and google maps. So I punch in my address, make my order, and go to checkout. Unfortunately, the app tells me "Your payment method failed. Please select a new method and try again". Which was odd, but not unimaginable. I've had issues with my bank in the past. So I swap cards and try again, thinking nothing of it.

Except, my other card doesn't work either. Nor does using PayPal, or Google Pay, or any of the other payment options I tried. I'm getting desperate. I buy some games on steam just to make sure some of these are working, which they are. I was worried, but now that I've confirmed all my money hasn't been siphoned away somehow, I'm just confused and getting annoyed.

So I start going insane. I buy digital gift cards from several different sites and try using them. No dice, payment failed. I try using the website instead of the app, on my phone and PC. Payment failed. I boot up an android studio instance with a brand new virtual phone, install the app on it, and try to order. Again. Payment failed.

I'm starting to wonder if their servers are just completely down. A friend in a different state can order with no problems. A friend in the same town can order with no fanfare.

But my roommates can't. They have the same issue

Payment failed.

So. I'm going insane. I've now spent almost 3 hours attempting to order food, and I'm starving. It is at this point that my anger finally overcomes my social anxiety, and I do the one thing I never thought I'd do.

I call the store in question.

Now, in all of this there was one crucial mistake I made. See, that friend in the same town? Lived on the other side of town. And there's 2 different stores of this franchise in town. We didn't control for this, because the app doesn't let you pick a store anyways when doing delivery. It's hard locked to whatever one is closest, which isn't a terrible thing to do. You need to get the delivery address anyways, and you know where all your store are, so it cuts out a step for me. But having to choose a store might've clued us in to what was going wrong.

Because the store? Was closed. Not just closed, like mega closed. It was being shut down. It hadn't been open for two weeks, and would never be open again. The order was failing because they'd already taken all the computer systems out, and it couldn't confirm to have received the order.

So there was nothing wrong with the payment. Literally nothing I could have done about this. I am just barred completely from ordering because the app defaults to the nearest location for orders, and my nearest location didn't exist anymore.

And you'd think that there would be some way to communicate this to the user when making the app. But for reasons I can only assume are profit motivated (Though I have no idea how the fuck this is more efficient/profitable), the app just defaults to saying the payment failed.

Now, I wouldn't be this mad if this was just "oops edge case lol" where I suffered the unfortunate consequences of some procrastinator forgetting to do the thing that removes stores from the database. Unfortunate but not really anyone I can blame for it. But no. This is just the most extreme example, and it's not even confined to the one app.

Almost every single app like this I've used defaults to saying the payment failed and to try a new payment method when anything goes wrong. No drivers out on DoorDash to actually move the order? Payment failed. You're trying to order a seasonal item that got dropped today? Payment failed. The companies servers actually are down? Payment failed. You're not connected to wi-fi like an idiot and there's actually something you can do to fix the issue that's not related to payment whatsoever? Payment failed.

What the fuck is up with this lazy ass programming? I seriously doubt there's enough technical debt from these apps to justify not having a robust error catching system that communicates with the user what the issue is. By the fucking stars these people love collecting intrusive data, I'm surprised they havn't used this as an excuse to harvest everyone's fucking location at all times and send "error data" back to central.

But just don't tell me my debit card was declined when I'm trying to order a burger and you closed that store two weeks ago.

#journal #rant #i fucking hate food delivery apps #but i'm a poor bitch with no car #and I lived for 3 months off of a BOGO burger coupon once that just never fucking removed itself from my cart even after I ordered #so I continued to cash in on that one coupon for an entire semester #so like don't fix your apps #but don't tell me my fucking bank is broken when you just can't be bothered to update your fuckin store database

[life-of-eris]

I just did some quick math and the motherfuckers I work for pay me literally exactly enough so that I don't qualify for medicaid. Bastards.

#life of eris #work update #real asshole behavior honestly #considering the manager #not the owner the manager #told us unprompted that he was going to make a payment of nearly 100k on something is january #this bitch has 100k to drop as an expected expense and he isnt worried about it #meanwhile the girl who trained me was deciding between groceries and carpooling or gas and only eating at work this month #i hate it here #i processed literally a dozen orders that cost more than my daily pay #that doesnt count all the others that were almost there #all the sit-in customers #the delivery app orders #we bring in enough to pay all the workers decent money #but gods fucking forbid the owners have to live in a slightly less fancy house #fuck #like this pay level seems specifically designed to keep us struggling #cant afford healthcare don't qualify for assistance cant pay a mortgage and rent requires housemates #they take 5 dollars for food even if we dont eat it and the owners wife wont let us take it home if she catches us #i need this job so i cant say shit about it #and i cant burn the bridge when i leave because its a very well-liled place and if they tell my next employer i have an attitude #it could seriously jeopardize my chances of getting hired somewhere else #evil fucking behavior frankly

[hey-i-am-trying]

Delivery app: Reach 999€ to save 2.24€ in fees :D

This should be illegal for big companies like Burger King. I know this fee doesn't go to the delivery person.

[Edit] To be clear this is a fee beyond the delivery fee

#i hate capitalism #fuck bk #i just wanted a burger #delivery apps are a scam #fast food is a scam #at least give the money to the workers

[actuallysaiyan]

>bacon bacon bacon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>you SNAPPED with this v-day event omg i loveeeeee it

>i would like to submit my request pls☝️😋

>may i pls have:

• Reader/Character tries to plan the most romantic Valentine’s Day, but everything falls through and they have to try and improvise to impress their loved one!

>with our darling nanamin!!! nsfw would be so lovely 🤭 i give you full creative liberties here, i know whatever you come up with will be PERFECT

>thank u luv u kkkbyeee ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

warnings: smut, use of vibrator, kissing, heavy petting word count: 1.1k pairings: Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader summary: you end up messing up everything you touch on Valentine's Day, and despite this, Kento still manages to fix it all by one little touch...

Tears well up in your eyes as you pull the burnt roast from the oven. This day was just getting worse and worse, and you weren’t sure you could even begin to improvise to make it better. Worst thing was that Kento would be home within the hour and you literally had nothing ready for him. Your heart ached at the thought of not being able to give your husband the best Valentine’s Day ever. You wanted nothing more than to restart this day if only to get a second chance at this. 

With a heavy heart, you turn off the oven and throw the dish into the garbage. Everything was ruined and there was no point in trying to even salvage it. Even the flowers you had ordered for Kento had been the wrong one. How could a florist fuck up so hard on Valentine’s Day? How could they accidentally send you funeral flowers and not give you some sort of compensation on their part?

You flop on the couch, your cute little apron looking like a bit of a joke now. You weren’t really wearing much under it. Just a pair of silky panties and some thigh-high stockings. The kind that Kento is absolutely crazy over. You groan when you realize there’s a big tear in it; somehow your stockings had runs in them.

This was just getting worse and worse. You calmly take a deep breath and decide to just order dinner from your delivery app. You find a restaurant offering a meal for two that looks succulent and delicious. It may not be home cooked, but you know that Kento enjoys this restaurant as well as you do. You go into the bedroom, and you consider changing into something a little more sexier. You find the red and pink lingerie and you throw it on. You change your stockings as well, then you throw on your favorite silky robe.

With that, you begin lighting the candles in the living room. Only problem is, they are all melting way quicker than you’d like. With a sigh, you turn on the fairy lights and wait for the food to be delivered. But as you wait, your eyes grow heavy from all the hard work you’ve done all day. Slowly, you fall asleep much to your own dismay.

“Honey?” You hear a soft but deep voice ask. You grunt softly as you begin to open your eyes.

“Oh no! No no no!” You whine softly, realizing your mistake. You had fallen asleep when you shouldn’t have.

Kento looks at you confused, unsure how to deal with this. You look so cute right now, but he hates whenever you’re troubled. He places the take-out that he grabbed from the delivery driver downstairs on the table in front of you. Then he kneels in front of you, his cock throbbing the minute he gets a whiff of your perfume.

“What’s wrong, darling?” Kento asks, his large hands soothing up and down your stocking-clad thighs.

You pout, “I fell asleep. I bet I missed the delivery guy…”

Kento motions over to the bag he just placed on the coffee table, and this soothes you immediately. He’s got another bag nearby too, one you recognize being from one of your favorite stores. Then you realize there’s more than one bag there. It makes your heart ache because you know this valentine’s day is just the pits for you.

“I fucked up, Ken. I wanted this to be perfect, but the florist sent the wrong flowers…” you point at the bouquet of funeral flowers. “And I burnt the roast that I wanted to make you for dinner.”

He smiles sadly, his heart so full of love. You really went out of your way to make this day so special for him, and even if you hit a few snags in the road, he knows you worked so hard to make sure it was going to be a good day regardless. He leans in and he cups your cheeks between his large hands and gives you such a sweet kiss.

“Hey, it’s okay. This night isn’t ruined…in fact, why don’t I take you into the bedroom and introduce you to your new gift?”

Your cheeks burn at his words, but you nod your head. He gathers you into his arms, carrying you bridal style. He only stops once to grab one of the bags; this one is silver and opaque. It’s clearly from the sex shop you and Kento frequent often.

Your heart pounds when he lays you on the bed and unties the knot holding your robe closed. Once again, his cock throbs in his dress pants as he sees you dressed in such cute lingerie for him. The pink and the red stand out nicely, especially for the holiday. You look so damn sexy to him, and you’re always such a good wife. Who cares if this day didn’t go exactly as you had it planned? Now that you’re both together, it can go so well from this moment on.

He pulls out a wand vibrator from the bag and a bottle of water-based lubricant. You let out a strangled whine when he plugs in the vibrator and turns it on. Kento takes his time teasing you. He runs it over your chest, your breasts and your nipples at first. The vibrations are deep and they excite you like crazy.

“That’s it, pretty baby. Just relax and let me take good care of you.” Kento murmurs against your skin as he presses the vibrator against your clothed cunt.

You pant and mewl as the vibrations tease you through your silky little panties. Your cunt clenches around nothing; the wetness is seeping through the fabric of your underwear. Kento’s watching you with lustful eyes. He doesn’t always get this kind of time alone with you, so he knows he’s going to take full advantage of it.

“There you go, pretty baby. Just go with it.” He guides you, then you gasp when you feel him pull your panties to the side.

The minute the vibrator hits your clit, you know you’re pretty much done for. You squirm and writhe under him, bucking your hips to be able to get that much stimulation. Kento isn’t a tease either, he wants you to feel good. He presses a button and the vibrations get faster and harder, making you pant and cry out his name.

“That’s it,” he grunts. “Just let go for me,”

A few more swipes of the vibrator against your clit and you’re coming undone in such an earth shattering orgasm. Kento watches you carefully, making sure he can draw all this beautiful pleasure from you. He’s planning on spending most of the night between your thighs anyway. As you slowly begin to come down, this is when you watch him get undressed and crawl on the bed.

“Now,” he says before kissing you deeply. “Are you ready for the main event?”

#bacon.writes #nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami x y/n #Nanami Kento x you #Nanami Kento x reader #nanami x fem!reader #nanami smut #nanami imagine #jjk #jjk nanami x reader #jjk nanami x you #jjk imagines #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[yeoosaangg]

Animals || Kinktober - Day 2

pairing ▸ jeong yunho × f!reader

now playing ▸ animals - maroon 5

⤷ ❝you're like a drug that's killing me. i cut you out entirely, but i get so high when i'm inside you.❞

genre ▸ idol au, exes to lovers, smut

warnings ▸ pet play, collaring, high praise, degradation, thigh riding, fingering, 69, throat fucking, gagging, drooling, desperate sex, dumbification

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Be an idol, they said. It'll be fun, they said.

They fucking lied.

Your legs are aching, your back's gonna give out, and your lungs are gonna collapse. This is torture.

Choreographer: You did a great job today, Y/n. We can finish the rest tomorrow.

You internally celebrate. You were so close to throwing yourself off the company building any second now.

She packs her things and leaves before you do.

You scroll through your food delivery app to see what you'd have for dinner. Maybe you'll just settle for a sandwich at home.

You bump into a hard chest after opening the door. You look up, only to frown at the familiar face.

Y/n: Sorry. I was just leaving.

Yunho: No!

You raise an eyebrow at his tone, making him slightly flinch.

Yunho: Sorry... I actually came to talk to you.

Y/n: We have nothing to talk about.

Yunho: Please, please, please!

You sigh at his begging. He looks like he's about to cry, so you move out of the way for him to walk in.

You lock the door to avoid anyone from walking in and hearing your private conversation. Last time that happened was humiliating.

You turn around and widen your eyes. Yunho was sat back on his knees, looking up at you with tears in his eyes.

What the hell could've upset him so much that he'd go to you for comfort?

Yunho: I know you hate me for the way I handled our break up.

Y/n: I don't hate you. It just really hurt me.

Yunho: I know. And I'm sorry.

Y/n: Is that all you came here to say?

Yunho: I tried dating someone else.

Oh.

Y/n: How'd it go?

Yunho: I don't know. I never showed up.

Y/n: That's very mean.

Yunho crawls to you and latches onto your leg. You pat his head, feeling him preen at your touch.

Still so pliant.

Yunho: I don't want anyone that's not you, Mistress.

Fuck.

Y/n: No. Let go of me, Yunho.

He whines, standing up and pulling you to the far wall. He takes your things and sets them in the corner while grumbling in frustration.

He plugs his phone into the speakers and puts on a random playlist, making sure the music was loud but not enough to drown each other's voices out.

He walks back to you, pulls you down to the floor, and sits in your lap.

For someone so lean and tall, he looks so small and precious like this.

So cute.

Yunho: Need you so bad, Mistress. I'll be so good, the goodest boy. Play with me, please.

You never truly noticed the affect you had on him until now. It's surreal to witness.

You never noticed how much you've corrupted Yunho, molded him into the perfect little pup for you. You've made him completely obsessed with you and the way you make him feel.

Your good boy.

Y/n: You've gotten so corrupt, darling.

Yunho: Mistress made me this way. I was pure before I met you. And now that I've had you, I can't go back. Just thinking about you makes me feel so desperate and needy.

You feel yourself wanting to give in, to take him back and love all of him.

Y/n: Oh, puppy. I've turned such a sweet, innocent boy into a dumb whore that begs to be played with. Is that what you want?

Yunho: Yes. Want you to play with me so bad.

Y/n: Show me how much, pup. Get naked for me.

It was cute watching him scramble to take his clothes off. He was so needy, he struggled to take his shirt off.

Yunho: Mistress...

His whiny voice makes you chuckle. You help him out, guiding him to sit on your thigh.

Y/n: Be a good boy and ride my thigh.

He leans forward and kisses you so desperately, grinding down on your thigh. You grab his cock, stroking him to match his movements.

Yunho: Missed you so much. Missed your hands on me.

He pumps his hips to increase the rhythm of your hand, already close to an orgasm.

Yunho: Please, please! Wanna cum.

Y/n: Go ahead, cum for me.

He whimpers so loud, moaning into your mouth as his seed coats your abdomen.

Y/n: Such a good boy. Came just for me.

Yunho: Only for you.

You kiss him, playing with the hair on the back of his head.

Y/n: Lay on your back, pup.

He does as told, anticipating your next move.

You take off your tops and bottoms, throwing them across the room. Yunho whines at the sight of your naked body. His cock hardens again, making you smirk.

You throw your leg over his face, sitting on his mouth.

His tongue immediately latched onto your clit, making you moan.

You lean forward, grabbing his cock and licking his tip. He squirms, so you smack his thigh.

Y/n: Patience, mutt. Or else I'll leave you with nothing.

Yunho: M'sorry.

So cute.

His tongue was fucking your hole while he spoke. What a good boy he is.

You decide to give him what he wants and wrap your mouth on his throbbing tip, bobbing your head down his big cock.

He moans against your clit, the vibration making you moan on his cock.

You give his thighs a squeeze, giving him the signal to fuck your mouth. He shoves two fingers into your pussy, thrusting his hips upward.

His moans resonate all over the room, his fingers working magic to your soaking cunt. You barely even registered the music playing in the background from how loud he is.

Yunho: Gonna come down your throat. Can I, Mistress? Wanna cum.

Such a desperate puppy.

It's not like you can answer, so you tap his thighs to let him know he can cum. You feel it shoot towards the back of your throat, swallowing what you can while the rest spills from the sides of your mouth.

He sucks on your clit, pumping his fingers as you cum on his face. He licks up and down your folds, not wasting a single drop of your delicious juices.

You climb off and coo at him. His face was glistening in your essence. You missed seeing him like this.

Y/n: On all fours, pup.

He does as told, but you turn him so he's facing the mirror.

Y/n: Watch yourself as I play with your hole. No looking away or I'll punish you.

Yunho: M'good boy.

You smile, spreading his ass cheeks open. You give him a few kitten licks, feeling him shudder at the feeling. Then you rim his hole with your tongue, hearing him moan.

You look at him through the mirror, winking at him. He whines, wiggling his ass against your hot tongue. You scoff, pulling away from him.

Y/n: Whore, wanting my fingers in you so bad. I gotta take it slow, I have no lube.

Yunho: My bag.

Of course he'd come prepared. You kiss his hip and grab his bag. You smile at the sight of his puppy gifts.

You place them all next to his head. His eyes shine at the tail plug in your hands.

Y/n: So sure I'd fuck you, hm?

Yunho: No...

God, he's done it again. He has you wrapped around his finger.

You take the puppy ears and clip them onto his hair.

Y/n: Pretty puppy.

You eye his collar, knowing how much it meant to him when you first gave it to him.

You take it and place it around his pretty neck.

Yunho: Really?

Y/n: Never leave me again, pup.

Yunho: Never! Puppy will forever stay with you, Mistress. Promise.

You kiss his lips, showing him how much you still love him.

You settle behind him again, covering your fingers in lube. You slowly push in a finger, watching him struggle to keep his eyes open.

Y/n: Eyes open, pup.

He rapidly blinks, moaning as your finger goes in and out of his hole.

Yunho: Mistress, more. Please give me more.

Y/n: More what, pup?

Yunho: More fingies.

How cute, he's starting to slip further into his head space.

Y/n: Of course, darling.

He moans when you suddenly add two more fingers inside him, rolling back his eyes for a second. He giggles, mouth hanging open as he watches you fuck your fingers into his pretty hole.

You steady his hips with your free hand, brutally pumping your fingers in him. Drool coats his chin, locking eyes with yours through the mirror.

He was reduced to nothing but a whimpering and drooling mutt. You found him so beautiful like this.

You move your hand down his hips, squeezing his cock.

He moans, bucking into your hand. The movement allowing him to fuck himself into your fingers. He arches his back even more at the feeling.

He whines, trying to say something but he's too deep in puppy space to speak properly.

Y/n: Gonna cum, pup?

His head bobs up and down quickly, feeling your hands do the same. He screams, his hot semen coating the floor.

Y/n: Good boy.

He hums, giving you a tired smile. You pull your fingers out slowly, hearing him whimper at the loss of contact.

Y/n: Ready for your tail, darling?

He nods, wiggling his ass to show that he wants it despite how wrecked his hole feels.

You add lube onto the plug, just so it can slide easier into your puppy's abused hole.

He giggles as it slides in with ease. His hole swallowing around the base of the plug.

Y/n: Such a pretty pup.

He rolls onto his back, mindlessly rubbing at his erect nipples.

You lean over, replacing his hands with your lips. He arches his back off the floor, loving your hot tongue on his body.

He whines and moans as you cover him in hickeys, making sure to choose places only you can see them. You kiss his mouth, feeling him smile against your lips.

Y/n: We're not done yet, baby.

Yunho looks at you with curious eyes. He didn't bring a strap-on with him, so he wonders what you have in mind.

You position yourself on all fours, your hands behind your back as you wiggle your ass in the air. His eyes get super wide; is this really happening?

Y/n: Show me how much you've missed me, hm? Wanna make Mistress feel full good?

That made Yunho let out a pornographic mewl. He's always been the one getting stuffed with your strap. He loves it - don't get him wrong - but he's always wanted to fuck you like a good puppy.

He crawls over to you, holding your neck down to the floor.

Y/n: That's it, darling. Fuck me like the mutt that you are.

Yunho growls, shoving his cock into your welcoming cunt. He's never felt such warmth and wetness before. This is so euphoric, he'd cum just from entering you.

He doesn't let you adjust to his huge girth, fucking into your pussy with an animalistic pace. One hand holds your wrists together while the other digs into your hips.

His cock stretched you out so painfully good, you're screaming his name over and over again.

Despite getting fucked from behind, you stare up at him with a dominant gaze. He loves that you still have control over him even when he's fucking you this way.

He leans his hips forward, hitting your cervix at a rapid pace.

Y/n: Make me cum all over your cock, puppy.

Yunho growls, slamming into you so desperate and rough. He moves his hand off your hip and rubs on your clit.

He wants you to cum so he can stuff you and fuck the cum into you.

Y/n: Gonna cum, baby.

He continues his pace, feeling you squirt all over him and the floor. He doesn't stop, chasing after his own high.

He slams into you one last time and cums deep inside your begging cunt. He just thrusts and thrusts, loving the way he's stuffing you.

Y/n: Pull out, darling. We need to go home.

He's still non-verbal, but he nods his head so you know he understands.

He slowly pulls out, watching the cum drip out of your soaking pussy.

He gazes in amazement, wondering when he'll be able to fuck you like this.

Y/n: We can talk about us tomorrow, okay?

Yunho nods, happy he got his Mistress back.

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a/n: okay, so... i might have gotten carried away here. but i'm not sorry, tbh. thanks for reading ‹𝟹

#ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez fic #ateez x reader #atz fanfic #ateez x you #ateez x y/n #ateez hard hours #ateez hard thoughts #jeong yunho #ateez yunho #atz yunho #atz x reader #atz smut #ateez smut #yunho #yunho x reader #yunho smut #jeong yunho smut #ateez yunho smut #kinktober #kpop kinktober #idk what else to tag

[klapollo]

i want apps like doordash/ubereats/grubhub to go out of fashion and die so bad im not even joking. they made food delivery worse in basically every way. tons of fucking fees that make your meal twice as expensive for no reason, delivery workers getting paid peanuts in a gig economy setup, dominating delivery and then making it so restaurants can barely recoup on what can make up a significant portion of their business.

like i know it's not ideal but i feel like i would much rather use an online yellowpages type directory that would just tell me restaurants within delivery distance of me, direct me to THEIR website/phone where i can order directly from them and they have delivery drivers that they employ and pay hourly wages to (remember those). like i made a post about this already but while being a delivery boy sucked before all of this, the dominance of doordash and co is something ive seen happen very rapidly within the last decade and has made ordering takeout so much more fucking miserable for literally EVERYONE involved but the app company itself. i hate it

[morfineee]

Baro Shoei x fem! reader

Fluff

Word count ≈2100

I was laying on my bed, holding a pillow at my chest. I wasn't feeling anything but sadness and anger. I haven't left my bedroom in a week already, besides going to the bathroom and pick up my food delivery. My roommate, Baro, is an athlete, so he is not at home during the day, I didn't have to deal with him at night either, so it's safe to say that I've been all by myself lately.

I looked around my room, without moving an inch. Paper bags and energy drink cans all around the room, clothes thrown on my chair and floor, some even on my bed. I didn't have energy to clean after me, I didn't have energy to cook healthy food, and I didn't have energy to take care of myself and my mental health. I was in the worst state of mind.

I heard the entrance door opening and closing, sign that Baro was back home, earlier than usually. He was a busy schedule, with a lot of practice and training, gym and also classes...classes that I also had, yet didn't attend in the past week. I just sighed and picked up my phone, scrolling mindlessly through my apps, ignoring the noise Baro was making outside, on the hallway and kitchen.

I don't think ten minutes have passed since he came home and I heard a knock, before the door opened widely, making me close my eyes and press my lips. It was that one period of the month. If women have their period cycle...Baro had his monthly clean inspection.

"Y/N." I heard his stern and strong voice call out my name, and I could feel my blood run cold and my heart pound hardly against my chest. "What's with all this mess?"

I took in a deep breath, preparing myself mentally to respond, but all I could do was mumble something he couldn't understand. He just walked around my room, starting to pick up trash, throwing them in a bigger paper bag that layed around.

"My lord Y/N! You even left your leftovers in!" He said, raising his voice.

I could see the veins on his neck getting more visible as he spoke. He was annoyed at me, and I probably would have been too, but I know what I've been going through. But he doesn't. I didn't talk to him about this, and I had multiple reasons for. I didn't want to bother anyone with my problems, especially a persoan with so many things in their head, I was afraid of being judged and Baro seems like the kind of person that hates anyone that is weak, and right then, I was the weakest.

But I had no way to hide this anymore.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have energy to clean after me lately." I responded, holding that pillow tighter than before, like it was going to protect me in case he was going to get angry at me.

"The fuck that's supposed to mean?! You don't need energy to throw away the bag with your leftovers, nor for throwing some clothes in the washing machine!"

I sighed. I didn't want to argue with him. Baro was a massive man, tall and muscular, and as much as he never acted violent around me, I've seen him playing, I knew he was a whole demon on the field, so what was stopping him from being one right now?

He must have noticed the saddness in my eyes, as he just let the paper bag on my desk then walked up to my bed, kneeling next to me, letting his elbows rest on the edge of my bed.

"What's wrong Y/N? You're not feeling alright are you?" He asked, as his voice became softer, yet his red eyes pierced my soul, trying to read through me.

I couldn't stand the stare he gave me, it made me feel weak and helpless in front of him, it made me get emotional, and I didn't want that to happen. I closed my eyes, holding the pillow tighter, but it was too late. I let myself overwhelmed by my emotions, by my sadness, so a tear ran down my cheek, that I quickly wiped away.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me Baro. I promise I'll clean my room tomorrow."

"Oh drop the bullshit." He said, his voice venomous and rough, poking my forehead with his finger. "Tell me what's wrong, we live under the same roof, I don't want your shitty mood affect mine too."

I could tell he was at least a little bit worried, he was a tough man, he was a beast on the soccer field, but he was a caring person. He tried to play it cool, he never liked to show any kind of compassion and sympathy, which I don't understand, but my best guess was that had to do something with his king title.

"Alright..." I sighed. "I've just feeling down lately...My antidepressants are not doing their job anymore and I have no energy to do anything anymore." I spoke on a low voice.

I felt ashamed to talk about it, I felt like a filthy piece of shit, like a bug waiting to get crushed under his feet.

But Baro just sighed as he stood up slowly. I looked up at the tall man as he just came to sit on the edge of the bed, looking down at me.

"Struggling with quite something I see. Not like I care or anything, but you can tell me when shit is rough, it's better than letting it all build up and kill you from the inside." He spoke, rubbing the back of his neck, looking away from me. "What about we find something to cheer you up?"

I opened my eyes to look at him. I couldn't hide my surprise, as my wide eyes stared into his.

"You're... serious?"

"Yeah, don't want my roomie to be like a dead walker around the house. So? What would make you feel a bit better?"

"Uh...what about ordering some chicken nuggets and watch a movie? I think that would be pretty nice."

Baro nodded, as he stood up from my bed, reaching a hand out to me. I looked up at him confused, but i grabbed it gently, only for him to pull me up the bed.

"We're going to my room, I can't stand staying in such a messy place."

I couldn't help but smile lightly at his words. I found it funny how he was being nice, yet did his best to act like he didn't give a damn. I just nodded and followed him to his bedroom. It was the smallest in the apartment, as he said he didn't need much, but lord it was organized. He had a small bed, a closet and a desk, that was all he needed from what he was saying, and after I learned his schedule I believed him.

He layed on the bed, on the edge as he struggled making me some space. As much as he wanted to stay on the edge, he was a large guy and inevitably covered more than half of it. But it was alright, I fit there anyway.

I sat on my edge, holding my knees at my chest as I looked down at Baro, who was already scrolling through the ordering app.

"Nine nuggets with large fries, sweet and sour and mayonnaise, a large coke and a chocolate and caramel mcfurry." He spoke while adding them in the cart. "Is that right?"

"Yeah...how did you know?"

"You order the same thing every time you get Mc. I memorized it."

"Huh? You paid attention to that?"

"I pay attention to more than you think. And I have a great memory."

I couldn't help myself but smile at his words. I knew he was attrntive and he paid attention to me, but I loved how he tried to make it seem like its nothing. It meant a lot to me.

I watched over his shoulder as he ordered the food, before he leaned for his laptop, putting it on his knees. I sat closely as I watched him curiously, only to find him searching up my favorite movie. Oh I would never get bored of it...

"How did you...?"

"You play it every time you're sad, your volume is so loud I hear it through the wall."

I sighed lightly as I let my head rest on his shoulder, watching the screen with a light smile on my face. I couldn't help it. Baro was a great roommate, and I am going to be jealous on his future girlfriend.

I felt his hand wrapping around my waist, holding it sternly. He looked forward, his uninterested expression making him seem cold and mean...until he spoke.

"I'm not the most touchy person but it makes you feel better we can cuddle too."

My eyes widened as I looked up at him. This was so new to me. This was something Shoei Baro would never do, not even held at gun point. And yet there we were. I would lie if I said I didn't want it to happen. I always wondered what kind of hugs Baro would give.

So I just nodded, laying on my back as I got closer to him, letting a hand on his chest, my head resting on his shoulder, while his arm slipped underneath me, holding my waist. He pulled me closer to him, his big, strong hand holding my waist entirely. He gave me a light squeeze, pushing me to hold him properly.

"Come on, thats not how cuddles work Y/N, I'm expecting more from you." He said. His voice was serious as usually, and yet a tint of playfulness echoed, playfulness that made me smile.

Was it all so easy from the beginning? Was this all I really needed?

I wrapped my arms around him, letting my leg on top of his lower body as I finally cuddled him "properly". I inhaled his minty scent mixed with a chocolate kick, letting it intoxicate me. The warmth of his body was giving me a comfortable feeling, like I was safe and at ease.

"That's more like it." He said as he played the movie, holding me tightly at his chest.

His warmth, scent... everything was so comforting, everything was so addictive... But I couldn't tell him such thing, he's just being nice, nothing else.

Hours have passed, we ate the food he ordered, we watched three movies with no break whatsoever, which confuded me, Baro was a very active man, and laying down that way for such a long period of time was not something he would usually do. But certainly...he never let go of me. He cuddled me like there was no tomorrow, he played with my fingers between his fingers, caressed my back.

"How are you feeling?" I heard Baro's voice, softer than before, making me look up to him.

"I...feel way better than I did in the morning."

"As expected, I'm the best cuddler."

"Wouldn't expect a menace that refers to himself as 'the king' to just say that."

"Now you're being unnecessary mean."

I looked up to him, my eyes locked on his. Something in his glare was something...I could feel, and see, such a warming emotion coming from him, and it was making my heart beat faster.

He just sighed lightly, letting his hand rest on my cheek.

"Y/N, you mean a lot to me, 'lright?" He started, his voice even softer, like a whisper. "And I might not he the most romantic guy, or a boyfriend material in general...but I promise I can treat you right...I can treat you like a queen."

His words caught me off guard, as that was the last thing I would expect Baro to say. But I smiled, a genuine smile.

"I wouldn't expect the king himself to treat a woman anything less."

His lips curled into a light grin before just leaning closer, pressing his lips against mine. Theu were so soft and sweet...yet so rough and unsure. But something was certainly...his kiss was giving me butterflies...and were leaving me want more...

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock barou #baro #shoei barou #shoei barou x reader #barou x y/n #bllk barou #fluff #barou fluff

[deltoidlover]

i fucking hate online food delivery my god i'm so annoyed right now

i was having a pretty nice night, doing some art, working on a commission, watching some streams, we order KFC and when it arrives, everything in my fillet burger meal is there EXCEPT THE BURGER.

i've sent a refund request through the app, and i called the place to see if i could just get my damn burger, but all they could offer me was a reference number i did not write down or remember so i can go there and get a free burger

not much help when i want the burger now and i am not about to go for a like 15-20 min walk in 5 degree weather at night. of course this happens on the one day we don't have the car.

rant over. i ordered a single burger and if it doesn't arrive i will eat my dog.

[dykefaggotry]

doordashers that come into my job annoy me so much. we don't have doordash (or any food delivery app). but instead of reading what's on their fucking phone they'll come up and get mad that we don't have a pickup ready for jakey. said pickup is always for the pizza place next door. like ma'am why did you just walk into a coffee shop when ur phone very obviously says "(Blank) Pizza". I hate you.

#like it's not that they get confused that bugs me it's how entitled and mad they get #like sorry you can't read that's not my issue

[neverforpickles]

Works that I personally adore and have read more than once. Works that felt like a love letter in different stages of my life. I am recommending them to you. I hope you’ll understand why when you read them.

7 Up

|cherrystreet|Explicit|51K

“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.”

A Love This Strong

|rainbowsandgucci|M|10K

No one, fell in love, because that’s how They wanted it. That’s just how it was, and that’s how They wanted it to stay, and it did. Until Harry and Louis came along, and, of course, fell in love.

Dance Like Waves Along the Wind

|maroonmoonlouis|E | 17K

“What are you doing to me, my liege?” the God of the Sea murmured as he slid an arm around Louis’s slender waist.

Louis’s breath stuttered and his grip on the ruby red apple tightened just as Harry’s did around his body.

“I am hardly your liege, in this relationship,” he whispered out, tilting his head up to gaze at Harry’s imperceptibly dark eyes.

“No?” Harry inquired. “Am I not at the mercy to follow your every order? To cater to your every whim?”

Louis’s lips parted as he swallowed thickly, Harry’s eyes tracing his bobbing Adam’s apple intently.

“Are you?” were the only words he could get out in response before Harry was dipping down to press a heated kiss against his lips.

Or a Greek Mythology AU where Louis is Adonis and Harry is Poseidon. Louis would really like to move on with his everyday life without everyone on Mt. Olympus talking about his ex, who just happens to be the God of the Sea.”

The Green Room

| JasTheLarrie | M | 112K|

“For the last time, go away! This is fucking harassment, you know that? I’m well within my rights to call the cops.” Louis wished he could have hidden the tremor in his voice. He knew that it was thick with emotion. He was frustrated, angry, and beyond devastated.

“Uh…”

That was definitely not his ex's voice. Louis froze. Who had he just sworn at?AKALouis has just been through a bad break-up and accidentally verbally assaults unsuspecting flower delivery man Harry.

AKA“Louis and the Incredibly Compassionate and Also Really Handsome Florist”

Compass to my Soul

| LadyLondonderry|Teen|31K

“Harry Styles, alpha, is 1/4 of the perfect pack, and 1/5 of world famous boy band One Direction. He spends his time touring the world with his best friends and family.Louis Tomlinson, omega, is 1/5 of world famous boy band One Direction. He spends his time hoping his bandmates don’t notice him.”

sun rise in your eyes

| loubellies | E | 21K

“Prompt 175: AU where Harry is a human prince that Louis, the fairy prince, has always admired from afar. One day, Harry notices Louis and Louis offers him some berries. Harry, forgetting the age old rule that you shouldn’t take food from fairies, eats the snack and is immediately shrunken to Louis’s fairy size and is now subject to live in his world while trying to figure out a way to return to his human form.”

happier, prettier

| @outropeace | E | 40K|

“It wasn't that Harry hated Louis Tomlinson. He was just a Broadway kid who got insanely famous thanks to some silly videos on an even sillier app, got a label contract, forgot about his roots and now he was pretending to be a pop star. He didn't even mind that everyone was actually buying his act of being sweeter than honey. It was that Harry knew that game too well — he was inside it after all — he knew how fake people could get and how manipulative they actually were.

So no, it wasn’t that he didn’t like Louis, it was that he reminded him of everything he didn’t like in a person. Louis reminded him a bit too much of... her.

 Or, they were supposed to hate each other, they were supposed to do their job. At least they got one of these things right.

Red Camilla

| lthsbluegreener | teen | 25K

“Dainty hands work effortlessly, stitching together a cotton dress. The most demanded tailor in Weloric, an omega that is feared whose past is a thousand flames setting him ablaze and charring his inner workings meets an alpha that earns fear from the Welorians. Will he be able to smother the flames before they scorch the delicate being?

All the kids at school

| LikeYouAreInLove | NR | 4K

“Are you sure that you two aren’t dating?”

Louis forces his gaze away from Harry’s scrunched face and looks to Nick, already rolling his eyes, “Yes, Nicholas, we’re sure. There are these neat things called 'friends', perhaps you’ve heard of them, and me and Harry are the best kind and best kinds of friends don’t screw each other on the sly. ”

Or, Getting voted 'School's Hottest Couple' when they aren't actually a couple complicates things a bit.

when we made love, you used to cry

|ExiledQueenCatalog|GA| 4K

“Harry and Louis are on a break, when Harry gets a call from the studio of the who will be a millionaire asking him to help Louis with his million-pound-question. or Louis goes to the who will be a millionaire show to win back Harry

plot twists - i didn’t meant it

|sunflower_lwt(o_a)|GA|3.7K

“Louis rants about shit sofas and bad music taste and rude hipsters at a house party. Harry is the host. Written for the Secret Larry Valentine exchange - February 2021”

We Are Inevitable

|mmargarita | E | 16K

“What’s the second flaw?”“The second inevitable flaw in your plan is:” Louis stood straight and walked towards Harry, grabbing his chin. Harry’s breath hitched. “Us.” Louis smiled. “We’re inevitable, baby. We’re soulmates, and we both know it. You just need to come back to me.”

Lunar Waltz

|outropeace| E | 56K

“You want me to seduce an alpha,” Louis hissed.

“I want you to marry an alpha. It’s the only way I could ever get back on my feet. You didn’t think a few dances at a ball would do anything to Alastair’s reputation or mine...”

“And what if Alastair comes back? Have you thought about him in all of this? You’re going to marry him to an alpha he doesn’t even know!”

“Oh he does know him, in fact... he’d be ecstatic to know he got to marry him.”

Louis’ blood ran cold, already suspecting who was the alpha the earl was talking about.

“Who is he?” he asked anyways, hating how fragile and almost scared his voice sounded.

“Lord Harry Styles.”

Louis' stomach dropped, the words came smelling like danger, sending a bolt of fear down his spine, the Earl wanted Louis to seduce The Duke of Death. 

Or Louis has to replace his (missing) twin brother and marry one of the most dangerous alphas of the kingdom.”

The Devil In My Brain

|princesshalo|E |74K

“Jesus Christ!” Louis yells as he jumps back in reaction to Harry once again popping up out of nowhere.

Harry doesn’t even flinch.

“Quite the opposite.” He jokes, holding out one of the drinks for Louis to take. A freshly sizzling vodka Red Bull; his favorite.

Louis’s initial reaction is the thought you remembered.

His rational brain says, “No thanks.”

“Louis.” Harry says it like a concerned parent, the tone of it matching the way his mum used to say Boo Bear, you have to eat your vegetables to grow up big and strong, and that ignites something feral within him.

“Satan.” He counters, same tone coupled with a glare and a pair of arms crossed over his chest.

- Louis used to be good friends with Harry, until he woke up alone and immortal with no one to blame but The Devil himself.”

Our Lives, Non-Fiction

| @indiaalphawhiskey | E | 113K

“Heralded as the next Neil Gaiman, Louis Tomlinson does not appreciate being told that his very serious novel is in dire need of a PR boost. Even worse, that it comes in the form of a joint book tour with the UK’s #1 online romance-writing sensation Marcel Styles. Already turbulent at best, their partnership takes a drastic turn when, overly stressed about his looming deadline, Marcel accidentally blurts out a secret: though he’s famed for his scorching hot literary love scenes, he is, actually, a virgin.

Convinced that the only way to rid himself of writer’s block is to gain some experience, Marcel asks Louis, author-to-author, to sleep with him – for Science. And of course Louis agrees because, well, what on Earth could possibly go wrong? 

Or, a lesson in romance that proves that sometimes the best love stories aren’t always by the book.”

Moi Je Crois Aux Histories

|nogunsmanyroses |Teen | 12K

“This stranger is breaking every unspoken rule of society, and Harry has no idea how to respond to it. It’s not that he doesn’t like people, it’s just that he doesn���t feel too much for small talk. For any talk, actually. His mom says it's because he overthinks every word he wants to say, and while she might have a point there, he’s adamant to ignore this with every twenty-three years old bone in his body.

“I’m … Harry.” There. Look at him being social and engaging in conversations.

“Well Harry,” Louis says as he fully turns back towards him. He leans back against the wall that separates the sidewalk from the water of the river, one leg crossed over the other. He’s the picture of soft comfortableness with his hood pulled over his head and brown strands of hair peeking out in every direction. “Do you want to go somewhere else? Since …,” he finishes his sentence by waving aimlessly in the direction of the Tower.

Or: the race that ended with a broken elbow fic that no one asked for.”

there’s nothing to be afraid of

| louishun | E | 23K

“Louis. He's perfect, and why hadn’t Harry executed this plan earlier? This is far preferable to the messes he’s had before. He’ll dote on Louis, spoil him, and there will be no worry that Louis will steal his secrets, leave him—do any of the disagreeable things he’s had to worry about previously from other lovers. Louis will be his, trained exactly to Harry’s preferences, and he will be the better for it. Once Louis learns to listen, he can have anything he wants—anything within Harry’s reach... and, as the mob boss who all-but rules England, that’s a considerable reach indeed.

But, first, Louis has to learn.”

spinning in my highest heels, love

|loulicate |E | 2K

“Harry fucks Louis because that's how it works - confirmed by Bene :D”

We’re What’s Right In This World

|BriaMaria | E | 48K

“Why did you talk like that in Brighton? If you weren’t planning on ever telling me?” Louis asked.

“Is it because you think you’re going to die?”“It’s war, Lou,” Harry said finally. The words were a knife slipped between his ribs. Everything hurt and he was bleeding. He shifted up, his palms cradling Harry’s jaw, his lips against his boy’s. Not kissing, just resting there, so Louis could feel him. “Promise you’ll come back to me.”

Harry’s hands smoothed down the sides of Louis’ body. “You know I can’t do that. I’ll never lie to you.”

“Promise me. We’re going to have our cottage. And our dogs. And our breakfast in the garden where nothing grows because of the wind from the sea. Promise me.”

“I won’t.” Stubborn as always, his boy. “I’ll promise you, I’ll love you all my life. I’ll promise you, you’ll never leave my thoughts. I’ll promise you, you’re my forever and my always. But promising you something I can’t cheapens the things I can.”

-Or the World War II AU where Harry goes off to fight and all Louis wants to do is be the boy who brings him home.”

dirty laundry looks good on you

|tomlinvelvet | E | 50K |

“When Louis Tomlinson finds his clothes lying in a sad soapy mess on top of the washing machine in which they are supposed to be, he acts upon his anger and retaliates. What he doesn’t expect is having to deal with a six-feet tall, curly-haired and dimpled man in return, who seems to arouse confusing feelings within him and to make his life take an unexpected turn for the better (or worse?).

OR; the utility room is a great place to fall in love. ”

The Lost Art of Breeding and (Mis) Behaviour

| @indiaalphawhiskey | E | 13K

“Strip, slave.” His voice was rough – stern, as a proper Master’s voice should be. Harry couldn’t help but feel pleased. “I could have had five of your kind for your price. Best make sure I’ve not been cheated.” 

-- Or, Harry learns a thing or two about fate and faith.”

Gloria Regali

| @traviscrux |NR | 100K

“I am very proud of you," Louis admitted, his eyes displaying his conviction, "you are very brave and ridiculously determined."

Harry looked at him, as he shook his head, reaching out to his hand, he held it, "Trust me, it is not enough."

"What makes you say that?"

"Because if it was, you would have been married to me."

Or Louis shouldn't have burnt his soulmark without telling his soulmate.”

Shadows Come With The Pain …

|hlftanna| E | 51K

“Thanks, Ni, I guess I needed to hear that,” Harry sighed and wrapped his own arms around Niall and squeezed him tightly not caring if Liam would be mad. He missed Niall so much.

“Does it really come as a surprise to you that I’m right? Shaking my head, Haz. You should know me better,” the brunette teased.Harry giggled again.

“You know Hazza, you really are so different to all the other alphas out there. You’re soft, caring, cuddly and sweet and those damn dimples. So freaking pretty, it’s almost annoying. I would hate you if you weren’t my best friend. You’d really be a brilliant omega. Nature really did a number here,” Niall mumbled. It was his turn to smash his nose into Harry’s neck and Harry was extremely thankful for that because he wasn’t sure he had his facial expression in check at all.

Or a Band AU in which Harry isn't allowed to be who he really is and the North American Tour might bring some unexpected truths into the web of lies and also a bit of heat that has very little to do with the summer in the US.”

Sigh Softly

|aalexandravictoriaa|GA|800

It was an unconventional nest, to say the least. Quite inconvenient too, not that Louis would ever dare admit that. The fact that his omega was nesting could only mean that he was pregnant and Louis’ chest rumbled at the mere thought. Harry stirred from his perch, blinking his eyes open at the sound of his growling alpha. Louis shushed him immediately and tucked him back into the safety of his nest. Louis just so happened to make up the majority of said nest.

They're Creepy and They're Kooky

|crack_rock |GA | 3K

Her dad turns back to the black cauldron sitting on the stove with a quiet smile on his face. He’s such an ass. A severed hand starts stirring it for him while he turns to chop cilantro. She changes her mind, it’s most likely dinner. “You know, while I was shopping for bibles for the fire-pit outside,” Jesus Wednesday thinks, no pun intended, “I ran into Timmy’s mother, she seems very nice.”   Or, the one where the Addams family is actually the Styles family. An ongoing series.

Only You Can Be My Alpha| @wubwubnparmaham | M |196K

In a world where one was either an Alpha or an Omega wolf, Louis found himself in a body that could be neither. Born an Omega without the expected characteristics of one, he felt broken, choosing to live as Alpha a lifestyle as he could. Harboring a serious lack of respect for Alphas and their authority complexes, Louis managed to get himself banished from his home, forced to wander the unforgiving woods for years, facing the elements and fighting enemy rogues each time they arose. Unbeknownst to Louis, in a tribe to the southwest of his home, there lived a dysfunctional Alpha, the orphaned pack leader Harry, who had never felt satisfied enough with anyone to settle down and continue his royal line. Living their lives apart thus far, the both of them assumed that they might be alone forever, making the best of things despite this even though it hurt. Chance, luck, or maybe fate brings Louis to this tribe when he’d least expected to receive kindness and shelter from a stranger, and when he arrives, something in his soul pulls him to Harry like a raging river current. The two don’t get off to a good start, but everyone around them can sense the chemistry—and in time they do too.

Waiting For Daylight|@dinosaursmate|E|12K

“The number you have dialled has not been recognised. Please check and try again.”Louis made his way into the kitchen and sighed, throwing his phone down onto the table and frowning at it.

“What’s the matter, honey?” his mum asked.

“I… I don’t know. My phone seems to have erased every last trace of Harry.

“Ooh, who’s Harry?” she cooed. “A boy?”

Louis rolled his eyes. “Harry, Mum. Styles. From number thirty-eight.”

“Oh, sweetheart. The Waynes live at number thirty-eight. Shall I pour you some tea?” - Louis wakes up to find that his best friend has never existed. In a quest to find him, Louis is sent to several parallel universes. He can't seem to find his own Harry, and he doesn't understand why every alternate Harry wants to kiss him.

I didn't wanna fall

|defenceless|GA|13K|

'Flowers bloomed when he walked. Angels sang when he talked.' I heard this line way back once in the radio and the first thing that came to my mind was you."

Harry lends his coat to Louis. When Louis is home, he realizes he still has Harry’s coat and finds Harry’s iPod. Out of curiosity, Louis looks through Harry’s music and finds a playlist titled with his name.

If I had no love to give

|@kingsofeverything |E| 30K

Small town restaurateur Louis Tomlinson needs someone competent to work in his kitchen.

Chef Harry Styles needs a job.

let me carry your weight |@soldouthaz |E |28K

louis is fresh out of a bad relationship with someone who made him feel awful about how he looked. on his journey to better himself, he meets harry - the ridiculously attractive and fit personal trainer.

For As Long As I Can Remember

|@greenfeelings |E|128K

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it’s not the first time they meet.

Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won’t come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can’t forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty.

Flightless Bird | @audreyhheart |E|97k

AU where Louis Tomlinson is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival from ballet school, moody dance prodigy Harry Styles joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late?

gathered on wings

|Brooklyn_Babylon/@twopoppies|E|32k

As Harry lay by Louis’ side, covered in sweat and come, he knew he should feel ugly, messy, ruined, like the life he’d left behind. But something about the way Louis looked at him, the way he stared at him with want and awe, made Harry wonder if he’d ever feel this beautiful again.

Harry rolled his eyes at himself for his momentary romantic dreaminess. As good as this was, he knew it was nothing more than sex. He literally couldn’t afford to fall for just anyone, no matter how fit they were.

What Harry Styles wanted was to be taken seriously as an artist. What he needed was a new sugar daddy to pave the way. Louis Tomlinson is an artist who isn’t what Harry is looking for. Somehow he still manages to turn Harry's world upside down.

billow and breeze (island and seas)

|@pleasing-louis|E|102K

“It was bright; that was the first thing Louis could recall. With a groan, he winced at the throbbing behind the sockets of his eyes and rubbed his temples in an effort to soothe the pain. Maybe he really did hit his head when he took his tumble. The omega squinted as he looked at the surrounding rolling hills and fog hanging over the countryside. As strange as it was, the world felt different, though it looked practically the same.

Disoriented and confused, Louis padded through the moss and listened for his husband. “Liam?” he croaked shakily.Nothing but a symphony of woodland creatures met his ears. His footsteps were muted by mossy green grass beneath his feet and soil fragrant as he neared the crest of the hill. At the top, he froze, lips parted in horror and eyes widening at the expanse of empty farmland—not a soul in sight. It had only been less than ten minutes prior that he could see Inverness from the crest, but now there was nothing.

“Impossible,” he whispered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief—his mind not quite able to make sense of it...

Or the Outlander AU where Louis wakes[…]”

Paradise

| @traviscrux | NR | 66K

“When he reached him, Liam was taken back at what he witnessed. "What is happening to him?!" Harry asked, relinquishing his anger and moving towards the beta.

Leering at Harry, "He is dropping."

"I thought only omegas dropped." Harry asked confused.

"Exactly! Only omegas do!" Liam clarified, letting the actuality of the situation dawn upon the Emperor.

Alpha Emperor Harry Styles of the province of Imperium had conquered more than half the country of Cynthia in his six years reign but all of this had even occurred due to the unwavering loyalty and firm presence of Louis Tomlinson who was assuredly a beta until he wasn't.”

Smells Like Omega Spirit

| @lululawrence | NR | 11K

Louis is an omega doing a test run on neutralizers for a class project. Every time he talks to Harry he smells completely different.

Harry is an alpha who can't figure out if he's going crazy or his sense of smell is broken, but all he wants to figure out what Louis' real scent is.

Somehow they figure it out.

you fit me better

| docklands / @hershelsue |E|3.8K

Louis moves back to Cheshire with no prospects and lacking a laundry machine for his apartment. At the laundromat, he meets Harry, a meddlesome alpha who smells divinely enough to ease his anxiety. When Louis goes back home, he finds out he switched clothing with Harry, meaning he needs to meet him again to give it back.

love’s a risk

| @solitudeandchaos |E| 26K

Harry made life clearer, he made Louis happy, he cancelled out the complications and made Louis feel secure. Louis hadn’t ever had that and he was sure he didn't want to lose it.He just wasn’t sure how to keep it.

or harry and louis don't really know each other but end up married while in on holiday in Monte Carlo

Aphrodisiac

| @aimmyarrowshigh | E | 4k

“The day he made roasted asparagus tips wrapped in Serrano ham with lemon aïoli, Louis knew: Harry Styles was trying to seduce him.”

a whole world of beautiful | l.s

| starsofhazel | NR | 11K

“Drafting words on blank paper like stars on a night sky. Placing and connecting them into constellations that encapsulate infinities and shape galaxies of paragraphs into their own universe.

The writer is the magician. The magician that forms worlds. The magician that manipulates words. The magician that has the power to take and twist and transform the mind. The magician that has the magic to make something out of nothing.

The writer is the dreamer. The dreamer that believes in the lost, the broken, the hurt, the beautiful.

But most of all, the writer is the one that sees us. Understands us. Believes us. Speaks for us. Maybe even is us. Perhaps even more us than we are.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

In which Louis pours his heart into letters that he leaves in books, and Harry falls in love with the letters that he finds in books.”

From the Start

| @allwaswell16 |E | 32K

Louis has no idea that one act of kindness will cause his life to spiral out of control. But that's what happens when his new friend fake proposes to him and a video of it goes viral.

tarnish but so grand

|tilthesundies|E| 32K

Louis hides in places. Harry always finds him.

Liberte

| @harryanthus-annuus |M | 64K

AU. 1647. “Pretending you don’t have a heart is not the best way to not get it broken. It’s just the easiest.”

Or the pirate AU I always wanted to write

Say Hallelujah, Say Goodnight

|@alivingfire |E| 110K

Louis is an angel who is just a little too bad to be good, Harry is a demon who is just a little too good to be bad, and they're both a little too in love to be impartial when angels and demons go to war.

Louis has been alive since life was a mere concept; he watched the summoning of Man into existence, he was there when Eve took the apple. He’s seen seas break the world into separate pieces, he’s watched empires crumble into dust. He’s seen wildfire consume cities, he’s seen the world painted white with snow. He has known the most beautiful humans to walk the planet, he has watched the most powerful mortals gather their riches and influence around them and then die just like the poorest, weakest humans do. He’s met humans whose motives defy explanation, people who use their lives as battering rams, as tools, as weapons, as chess pieces.

None of that stopped Louis in his tracks.

But Harry did.

Gentle Rogue

|@juliusschmidt |E|15K

“Well?” Tommo prompts. “What the hell are you doing aboard my ship?”

Harry grins, “I’m here to plunder your booty.”

[Or Harry bets Nick a hundred pounds he can get Louis to sleep with him. He wins the wager and a thorough fucking.]

The Lion Man |iwillpaintasongforlou|E|12k

Louis is a vampire who loves tattoos and piercings as much as he loves a good feed. Harry is a biology student who gets dragged to a vampire bar (really, of all places) by his friends and happens to have blood that tastes like maraschino cherries. They're both a bit addicted and they're neither a bit ashamed.

Angels and Demons

| twerkinlarry |M | 70k

It’s a time where both Angels and Demons walked on earth, doing their work unbeknownst to humans. They look like normal humans, act like normal humans, interact such as, but they have very specific jobs not at all human like. Angels are here to guard, protect, and guide people into the right path. Demons are here to do just the opposite; mislead, give into poor judgment, throw into harm’s way, wreak havoc in general. Angels and Demons are given few guidelines other than their general rules, however there is one rule never to be broken; do not interact with the other. Under no circumstance should an Angel ever interact with a Demon, nor a Demon with an Angel, and that’s all.

My Wicked Flaws

|AngelicDemonMonster |M|31K

Struggling for acceptance in a world of constantly abused and raped omegas, Louis' only choice is to hide who he is. The only people who know are his sisters, his best friend and the man who makes his life a living hell, his father. Through a battle to find out who he truly is, while protecting his sisters and himself, Louis has to journey through love and loss in hopes of a better life than the hell he currently resides in.

All of My Intentions Were True

|onewasturning | Teen | 8K

There’s a hope, long taken for granted; as long as they’re together, everything would be okay.

Orphans AU. Growing up, Harry's and Louis' worlds revolve around each other. But growing up is more than just leaving home and getting jobs, and reality can be cruel.

Some things change, but others never will.

Won’t See It Coming …

| whoknows |E|12K

“Tell me that this is a fake,” Peter says, slapping a handful of papers against Louis’ chest. He says something else, something loud and demanding, barely even pausing for a breath, but Louis doesn’t hear it. All he hears is the sound of his own breathing, the sound of his own heartbeat.

Because this - this looks like a marriage certificate.

For a minute, everything stills, quiets. Louis drags his eyes up, meets Harry’s gaze, fixed on him.

Then the noise is back, shouting voices clamoring to be heard over each other, and Harry is still staring at him.

The ring that Louis hadn’t been able to stop noticing in the loo weighs heavily on his hand. His left hand.

more than just a dream

|orphan_account |GA | 4.9K

Harry and Louis ride the bus together, and they share a song a day.

"He makes to sit in his usual seat, but as soon as he goes to scuttle down the aisle, a hand is present around his wrist, Louis looking up at him with those bright eyes, and he pats the seat next to him. Harry glances down, and he decides to sit because Louis is cute, and he liked The Neighbourhood, and he’s got a nice smile that Harry doesn’t really mind looking at."

just a dream

| BriaMaria | M | 4.6K

“Won’t you join me?” The voice was soft, more melody than anything else. It wrapped around Louis, silken bands that tugged at his arms, at his chest.

He didn’t step out of the shadows. “No.”

The man in the pond smiled, sad and sweet and knowing, and then sunk beneath the water in the next heartbeat. The butterflies that had adorned his chest like jewelry, that had tangled in his dark curls, fluttered away.

Or the one where Louis is the king of the forest, Harry is friends with butterflies and a war is brewing on the horizon.

Two different versions …

|orphan_account | NR| 11.5K

Harry is a demon, captured by hunters. but not just any hunters. Angels. Louis is his angel.

If I Loved You Less

| @allwaswell16 | E |36K

Beautiful omega Louis Tomlinson is set to make his come out in London society and determined to find a mate in his first Season. With the help and protection of his oldest friend, Lord Niall Mendes, he takes Society by storm.

Being a wealthy and titled alpha means Lord Harry Styles has grown used to avoiding unmated omegas...until now. This Season he finds himself at every Society event just for a chance to speak with the omega with the flashing blue eyes.

Louis has the aristocracy at his feet and all the suitors he could hope for, but his secrets may ruin his chance at a love match.

I Promise

| @creamcoffeelou |Teen | 3.5K

Harry has a promise to keep and a pair of arms to go home to.

[Loosely based on the drowning scene from Dunkirk's trailer. ]

Chases the Moon Like Fire

| louisfreckles |Teen | 11K

"As long as you’d let me love you, I’ll have the summer paradise I’ve always dreamt of, right here with me.”

Harry smiled, seeming to accept whatever offer was hidden among Louis’ words. “As long as I can keep you, I won’t have to go too far just to find a place where I belong. And after that, you’ll always be my home, even from afar.”

Or, the one where Louis is a rich socialite in the UK post-WWI, who is stressed and tired of his demanding life. He chooses to go missing, leaving everyone back home to speculate whether he died or has been kidnapped, and sets sail across the oceans, arriving in Auckland, New Zealand, in search of summertime and freedom. What he doesn't look for but finds anyway, is a boy who seems reluctant to let him in, but ends up changing all of Louis' plans.

Fugue

| iwillpaintasongforlou | E | 16.4K

Harry falls asleep a 17 year-old who lives in Cheshire and is probably rockstar Louis Tomlinson's biggest fan. He wakes up 24 with a wedding ring on his finger, two kids, and Louis Tomlinson attempting to wake him up with a blow job. The doctor calls it organic retrograde amnesia, says he might never get back the last seven years of his life. The only thing that feels the same is how he feels when Louis touches him, and maybe that's enough to make him fall in love all over again.

I’m In Trouble Deep

|Atlll,o_a,s4j,sc |M| 33K

Louis has been nothing but clear with Harry from day one. “Don’t fall for me,” he said, eyes bright and dancing, fingers in Harry’s belt loops tugging him forward even as his words pushed him away. “I’m not your happily ever after.”

All I want

| quitefinishedlove |E|19K

“Remember this one film we watched two days ago? ‘Thirty, flirty and thriving’, that's you Lou. Not ancient, wheezing and dying, come off it.”

“Says my 18 year old boyfriend, fine then.”

“Your capabilities are still hitting the market, old man. Business and pleasure wise.” He punctuates each word slyly with sloppy nibbles on Louis’ skin, but not too playful to leave marks.

“With all that feisty little attitude you’re generating, you’re aware your bum is leaking though?”

They both laugh when they feel the trickling come passing Louis’ thighs from Harry’s twitching hole. He feels Louis pulling out five minutes later as they both settle in side by side.

(or the one where Harry gets pregnant at 18, without his alpha’s knowledge)

Three French Hems

|100percentsassy, g_a|M|20k

In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.

all the lights are full of colour

|infinitelymint | E |26.7K

| So, fast-forwarding eight years from the day Harry met Louis, he is now a twenty-seven year old owner of one of the most up-and-coming eating establishments on the London restaurant scene, father of two wonderful boys and… separated from his husband. Now, that last part definitely was never a part of the original plan.

Or, Harry and Louis are separated, but for the sake of their two sons, they choose to spend Christmas together. It may just lead to a Christmas miracle.

Hands Clasped Tight

|afirethatcannotdie| E|44.3K

“What am I looking at here?” Harry asks.

“This, my friends, is a ‘proof’ Instagram account, run by your students,” Liam announces.

“It’s got all this stuff about how the two of you are together,” Niall adds.

“I heard about that,” says one of the math teachers. “Confiscated a kid’s phone today when they were looking at it. I have to say, the evidence that you’re dating is pretty damning.”

“Really,” Louis says dryly. “Do you think being married for three years might have something to do with it?”

Or the one where Harry and Louis are high school teachers and their students have been playing matchmaker for over a year. Little do they know, Harry and Louis are already married.

If You Could See Him Like I Do

|BornOnABeach| Teen | 7K

Harry was used to hearing it.

"Who's that?"

"The new kid Harry. Don't go after him."

"Why? Ooh, is he a bad boy?"

"No, but his boyfriend is."

The gossip came from everyone. But the people who talked didn't know Louis like Harry knew Louis. People saw Louis as dangerous, rebellious. And in a way, Louis was those things. But not towards Harry. Never towards Harry.

Something Great

|infinitelymint |E | 31K

“In which a coincidence, instagram, a party, a piano and a planned coming out all come together to make two people fall in love. As it happens, it turns out to be a rather effective combination.  

or, Louis is a student and Harry is the mega-famous singer that happens to post a photo with Louis in the background. Together they kind of break the internet.”

The Last Great American Dynasty

| @traviscrux | Teen | - series -

I. Conozco La Vida |4.7K|

"I have a son," he declared, there was a thinly veiled layer of hesitation.

Harry was unaware in the direction which this conversation was heading but chose to stare at the man instead.

"He is an Omega," he dropped the pivotal piece of information.

Harry's attention was hooked now.

"He has been raised in an Omega convent all his life, he hasn't been in the presence of any Alpha who isn't his immediate family."

"I am still waiting for you to make a point."

"You could take him as an Omega."

Harry did not react, his face remaining perfectly free of betrayal of any sort of emotion and leaned back upon his chair, his leg crossed upon his knee. "You are selling your son to me?"

II. El Comienzo De Una Vida |2.7K|

After being bartered to Harry to save his kingdom, Louis is on his way to the Alpha's homeland and he would very much like him to stop being so cautious and just kiss him, god damn it!

III. Entiendo La Vida |7.6K|

"You are hesitating, it's not that you do not want to reveal the subject to me but," Harry placed his observations, "you are fearful of my reaction."

Louis turned his gaze away and looked at the man's chest instead and began playing with the strings that tied the tunic around him, "You can say no and I know it sounds silly but-"

Harry lifted his chin and gazed at him with understanding, "Nothing you say is silly."

"I was wondering if I could be trained to shift into my wolf form," Louis let out, his eyes hopeful, "I know it may be unheard of but I was wondering if it is possible."

let your damage, damage me

| @outropeace | E | 57.K

A low and dangerous growl was ripped from the future King’s chest.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” the alpha snarled, eyes dark and nostrils flared.

Even as anger rushed through him at the alpha’s brutish display, Louis felt breathless at the intense gaze of the man that was going to be his future mate.

‘Tomorrow I’m going to be under all that. He will be inside me, all muscles and rage.’ Louis felt his cheeks heat again, but refused to be cowed. So he put his best smirk on display, the one alphas despised to see, the one that assured them all he had the upper hand.

“Thought you were expecting me, dear husband. I’m your future mate.”

Enshire

| HoPotato| Teen | 72.3K

“(Fictional a/b/o Elizabethan era-ish au)

Being an omega and the fifth in line for the title, the young lord of Chambriath was forced to believe that being wedded to the man of his father's choice and bearing his children was the only purpose of Harry's existence. It doesn't surprise him when his father, the Duke of Chambriath, announces his betrothal to the alpha Prince of Enshire, William II. Without a word of protest, Harry agrees to the arrangement, too polite to argue or rage his father with a question. He accepts his faith, allowing his life to be handed to a man he is completely unknown to.”

My English Love Affair

| @isthatyoularry | E |19K

The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent. The second thing is that in the end, nobody's supposed to find out it's about you.

The one where Harry writes a song about his English love affair and Louis sleeps with someone in White Eskimo and all he gets is a stupid song written about him.

Welcome Back From The Friend Zone

| @2tiedships2 |M | 32.3K

“As we are both aware,” Louis began. “You are continuously complaining about not having the kitchen appliances needed when you want to make some of those random recipes you find online. And your precious waffle maker died recently.”

“Where are you going with this, Lou?” Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I want to help you out, Haz.”

Louis should have thought this through better. Maybe made a proper speech before presenting the idea to his best friend.

“Are you going to tell me the bad idea on how you plan to help me out?”

Niall snickered from where he was seated but thankfully didn’t say anything.

“We need to pretend we’re getting married and send out announcements to rich people. Like billionaires who don’t know who we are.”

Or the one where an idea to create a fake wedding with the sole intent to receive gifts from billionaires took a turn no one, but also everyone, saw coming.

Undertow

| @leavingonatrain | E | 15.5K

As if Harry's world wasn't already on the brink of change, a twist of fate turns the man he once photographed in the streets of Paris and never forgot from faint memory, to a one night stand, to even more.

He wishes he could say he fought harder not to be pulled into the undertow, but he really, really didn't.

I’m A Man Who’s Got Very Specific Taste

| patdkitten | M |4K

“Birth control is getting expensive,” Louis repeats aloud to himself, focused on the medical bill he's just opened as he blindly locks back up his mailbox. “I could just stick with suppressants and condoms.” He continued, muttering to himself as he folded the bill back up. “It's not like I have a boyfriend or a mate or anything like that to merit continuing taking them.”

“Do you normally announce your sex life in front of the mailboxes?” The voice is slow and deep and makes Louis immediately think of warm cocoa. He also doesn't know the speaker, and he's pretty sure that he knows everyone in the building. “Is that like, a thing in this building? Because I'd like to know, so I can avoid future awkward conversations.” There's a dramatic pause for effect. "Even if they're as gorgeous as you are.”

There's a strange alpha in the building that Louis calls home and he thinks maybe he'll make a proposition to the alpha. It goes a bit different than expected.

you flower, you feast

|stylinsoncity | M | 18K

He's King of the Underworld, but don't assume Louis has it all. He could stand for some excitement in his monotonous, eternal life and maybe, even.....a soulmate.

(Despite not having a soul.)

And along came "Harry".

London Calls Me a Stranger

|orphan_account | E |9.2K

"Hello, my beautiful, conceited coquette."

"Hi, daddy."

Or the one where Harry is a tease, and Louis is his new neighbour.

Emerald Eyes

|orchidsbyjune | GA | 2K

“They make me lose track of time, you know.” He conversely added after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“What is?”

“You. And your emerald eyes.”

Tide’s Deathless Death

|@poetsreprieve| E| 4.3K

“The Red Serpent gleamed in all of her marvellous glory from where she was anchored a meagre few miles away from the land. Her flag waving proudly in the afternoon sun. The image was certainly memorable, of the flag, that is; a serpent coiled viciously around a human heart, fangs sunken into the organ and blood oozing from the very spot. If not for the ship herself, the flag had its own repute of conveying the message that the captain was not to be trifled with.

There was no single man who had survived after taking up arms against the captain. Well, there was one man, but including him amongst the hoard of common faces would be a foolishness on the feared-by-all captain’s part.

That man currently stood silently staring after the captain, palm curled around the handle of his blade, and teeth clenched in anger. He was certainly going to relieve all the navies of their plight by taking down the captain. At least then, in his relatively newfound life of piracy, he would have done one good deed.”

Slip Into Your Arms

| @ohpleaselarry | NR | 4.4K

“Am I too old to ask for a cast that isn’t just plain white?”

The nurse laughs easily, shaking her head fondly as she continues to scribble on her little clipboard. Louis sets his free (non-broken) hand under his chin and sighs, peeking at the clock for the fifth time in the last minute. Waiting for doctors sucks. Waiting for doctors to come and fix up your throbbing hand while your head pounds and it’s Christmas- that really sucks.”

Walls

| @traviscrux |NR| 23K

Following his line of sight, he frowned and shook his head, "What's wrong?"

"Wasn't your timer on your ring finger?" Liam asked, at that the Alpha immediately swapped the tumbler and looked down at his finger which sported a string of tiny blue flowers on the underside of his ring finger.

The two of them looked at one another.

"You could've touched nearly fifty people by the time you grew delirious," Liam advocated, always the voice of reason. "Comrades, nurses, doctors."

Sighing, he turned away and continued drinking the water. Literally, the only fucking thing remaining in the middle of a fucking war.

Or: Harry has his soulmate timer stuck at zero from the beginning of time but suddenly the fates show mercy and a lovely forget-me-not takes the place of his timer. In between finding his soulmate in a war camp and solving the puzzle of the charismatic doctor who is treating him, all he can hope for is to live.

late nights and good intentions

| @princelouisau |E | 71.8K

“About last night,” Harry says suddenly, as if he’d been debating on whether to say anything. Louis whips back around to look at him.

  “Do not finish that thought,” Louis says just as abruptly.

Harry looks at him oddly, as if assessing him. With a small frown, it seems the assessment is over. “I only wish to say that you do not have to dwell on it. The rest of the men will surely forget by tonight.”

“And you?” Louis asks, raising an eyebrow. “Will you forget?”

“I will remember every second of it fondly,” the Lord says, no trace of a tease in his words.  

or, a Victorian era au where Louis pines for his overprotective older brother’s very charming best friend.”

Where the World has come together

|LadyLondonderry|M| 26K

“For the crime of elven blood running through his veins, Louis Tomlinson spends his days protecting the human kingdom he’s been cast out of. Forcibly tied by magic to the very walls that encircle the city, he and the other guards do what they can to find some semblance of a life.

Then, against Louis’ wishes, someone new is added to their number. How is he supposed to share living quarters with a monster?”

Dancing With The Devil

|CorsetBriefs| E| 160K - completed|

“It's 1967 and Harry is tired of being that little religious boy who everyone makes fun of. Tired of God pretending not to hear him, he decides to take other reins in secret; How bad could it go if he turned to the Devil? How fast would he answer him? It was time to save the Bible and turn the red candles on.

 Where Harry is a very sweet teenager who is tired of the way he's living and decides to realise a ritual to invoke the king of hell. Louis is the dumb devil who falls in love.”

Panoramic Girl

| orchidsbyjune | Teen | 2.8K

“Hello there my darling, you look beautiful.” And this, this is what Harry lives for.

“You think so?”

“Always.”

You’re Gonna Pay for this

|Eleven_11 |NR| 3.3K

“'NO!”Three sets of hands moved to grab Harry, and he was so startled that he jumped into the air from his nearly seated position on their new couch, butt just inches away from the pristine leather.He scanned the faces of the four boys in front of him, all colored with a mixture of shock, incredulity, and embarrassment. Harry was at a loss.

“Why?” he sighed.

"---Or, Louis and Harry get something new, and the boys refuse to break it in. Chaos and ridiculousness ensue.”

Endgame

| @brightgolden | E| 38.6K

“Harry has been told all his life how grateful he should be for being born as a male omega, and how blessed their people were because the heir to the throne would be carried by The King.

“What they neglected to tell Harry was what would happen if he failed to become pregnant.”

OR: “Where omega Crown Prince Harry Styles is trying and failing to get pregnant for four years, but all that is about to change when courtesan alpha Louis Tomlinson comes into the equation.”

Three Hearts

|JohnnyMignotta(zeroschiuma)|E|4.1K

“The lads want Louis to date this friend of theirs, Harry, they seem positively obsessed with. Louis has different priorities at the moment, like learning how to take proper care of himself and stop thinking about work 24/7.

He knows someday he is going to marry some corporate sellout like himself anyway, it's a question of time.

One Friday, he decides to go on an impromptu weekend in Southern Italy, where he meets a crazy stranger obsessed with octopus.”

From Dust to Lust

| @jacaranda-bloom | E | 45.4K

“From the moment Louis set eyes on the gorgeous stranger across the airport terminal, he knew the guy was trouble, which was the last thing he wanted. He wouldn’t have thought spending two days cooped up in a car travelling from the Australian Outback to the East Coast would change his mind.

It’s funny how things work out.

OR the one where Louis and Harry are fly-in-fly-out mine workers, coincidences are totally a thing, karaoke is an underrated form of foreplay, and the universe most definitely works in mysterious ways.”

love with every stranger

|barelylegalharry|GA| 10.9K

“It’s clear that they are perfect copies of each other: same eyes, same dimples, same weird noses, and same lips. But it’s also clear that in reality there’s only one of them and Louis’ just drunk enough to have double vision.

Or triple vision, in this case. or, the one where Harry is the responsible parent, Marcel is the Dopey Dwarf, Edward isn't qualified for babysitting and Louis' too drunk to realize there are three of them.”

Chiquitita

|trackfive|GA|4.9K

“Do I have a birthmark?” Rushed out of him, and his face was burning red.

"You woke me at three in the mornin' to ask if you have a birthmark?"

"Please just answer," Harry begged, and Louis woke up a bit more with the urgency of his words.

"You feelin' alright, mate?" Louis asked carefully, not wanting to upset him as he wasn't sure what state Harry was in.

"Louis. Please."

:when a new relationship makes harry feel undervalued, he reaches out to the only person he trusts with all his heart. louis comes to the rescue because, even when they're not together, harry will always be his baby and he will always be harry's home.(harry's house track six: little freak)”

Almost Misheard

|tommokat|GA|6.5k

“Also, here.” Harry reaches into the bag again and holds out… A box of toothpaste?

Louis slowly takes the box, recognizing his brand and preferred flavor plastered all over it. “Uh.”

“You also said you were almost out of toothpaste but kept forgetting to get more. And I needed more floss so I was already over in that aisle.”

“You didn’t have to do that, H.” How in the world did he luck out to have the best best friend in the whole world.”

home is where the heart is

| @maroonmoonlouis |E |47.4k

“Niall, there is absolutely no bloody way your club shelled out over £400,000 to have Harry Styles ugly mug plastered all over London’s bus stops.” Louis scowls from the passenger seat as their car flies by yet another bus stop with his sworn enemy’s face on it.

“Harry was a proper diva that day too,” Niall fondly reminisces of the alpha. “Kept demanding they redo his hair and swatting away any of the players who touched it.”

“They could've done his hair six ways to Sunday and he still wouldn’t look any more attractive than some bigheaded giraffe type,” Louis continues on his tirade, hoping to get his best mate to commiserate with him, but it’s becoming increasingly far-fetched, especially since said best mate is also on the same football team as said giraffe.

or the enemies-to-lovers football au where Harry is the star footie player used to getting his way and Louis is his new manager determined to whip him into shape.”

Chasing Death

| orchidsbyjune | M | 1.6K

“Louis wants to die. Death says no.”

cherry red and gloomy blue

| petricuor | E | 94.6K

“There was an alpha in his kitchen.

There was an alpha in his kitchen and he was in his panties and he reeked of sweat. Oh my God, he thought, what—

Suddenly, their eyes met. A strangled sound came out of Louis’ mouth as he got caught staring, his lips still parted as he scrambled to find something, anything, to say. The alpha preceded him.

“Cazzo,” he cussed, the glass he was holding in one of his hands almost slipping from it. He looked as surprised as Louis felt.

: Summer had never quite been like this before. Yes—it was still sticky, Diletta was the same as always and Louis’ family estate in the Italian countryside hadn’t changed one bit. However, something the young omega would’ve never expected was for a handsome, Italian alpha to completely turn his life upside down—hopefully for the better.”

kiss me like you wanna be loved

|orphan_account|M | 4.7K

“Something about Louis being Doctor Who and Harry being his sassy companion just completed something inside of me.”

maybe you should learn to love her

| orphan_account | GA | 3K

“kiss me like you wanna be loved' from Eleanor's POV.She's so stupid stupid stupid because she thought she had a right to stick her nose where it wasn't wanted, and now she's trying to forget the way the Doctor fell in love with a human boy whose dorm she broke into.”

i’m the fury in your head

|lazarov | M |736

“Maybe that would make it real. Maybe some fucked up concentration of cosmic energy, of psychic power, focused by the lens of all those girls moaning and gasping in unison could make the universe bend and snap back to formation, if only ever so slightly differently.”

i think i love you better now

| @softambrollins | Teen | 2.7K

“The one where they make a marriage pact, and it's not serious until it is.”

make me feel

| theviolonist| E | 2.6K

“It's so easy, is the thing - falling into him is like dancing.”

📌 I still have a long lists, they will be added when i’ve got time. If you want anything specific, let me know on the ask. I’ll give you one because all I do on my free time is read.

#Favourites #FR #hltracks #hlsource #trackinghappily #trackinghome

[whoiwanttoday]

Man, this weekend sucked. It sucked enough that I can't even think of anything funny to say about it. It was just a death by one thousand cuts sort of thing, where little things just piled up and it culminated in me barely having the energy to make my soup yesterday, one that I went into some detail about yesterday. I made it and was wiped and then since it was for lunches this week was like, "I just don't have enough energy to make dinner" so I ordered dinner. Which I never got due to a series of events that all sucked and basically involve all those delivery apps sucking hardcore. I hate them for so many reasons and the fact that I waited two hours to not get food is a pretty strong part of why they suck. Anyway, I gave up and went to bed last night at 8 PM cause I couldn't really take anymore and I woke up and today is shaping up to be more of the same. It's no one's fault really (except the police. At the core it's the fault of the police and this countries slavish devotion to authority and the carte blanche that gives bullies but while this is, at it's core, all the fault of the police I won't go into more detail because I am not really the victim here, I just want to strongly come out and remind everyone fuck the police) but the combination of a lot of people, technology, covid still, the media (not in a fucking media sort of way but like actual reporters everywhere), and just it being Monday has made my day a nightmare today and this week won't be getting any better. So I am posting Alexa Bliss cause she's really hot and I think she has a nice butt on top of it. You'll have to google that second part yourself because I didn't dig up pictures to prove that, it's just a deeply held belief of mine. It all just sort of popped into my head for some reason while I was sitting around agnry. Why her? No clue. I am not a wrestling person, I have tried, it's just not for me. I like the concept, the intersection of knowing artifice and real achievement and spectacle seems like something I should look but I never quite do. It's a lot like porn in that way, it sounds good, I sit down to watch it and I am like, "No... no... I get it. I get why other people like this but they haven't done what I need them to to really enjoy it". For porn I have always said if I could control it I'd like it more. They never do what I want and on top of that I don't know why these people are fucking so why should I care? Wrestling I know why they are fighting most of the time but it still somehow leaves me empty and I think in this case it's because I know that the outcome is decided and just somehow that upsets me. Not in an "it's fake" sense but in that it's too much on rails. I guess what I really would enjoy is a wrestling business management sim that's also kayfabe so that the matches can't really be known in advance. I realize using words like kayfabe do a lot to hurt my claim that I don't care about wrestling but I won't apologize for beign staggeringly intelligent so that I absorb and retain information at a ludicrious rate. It's my curese. Anyway, I don't really watch wrestling ever but sometmies people like Alexa Bliss still cross in front of my eyes for some reason and I am always taken with how attractive she is. I don't know if wrestling fans like her or not, they are a famously persnickity bunch who hit people with folding chairs so I can't predict the inner workings of their hearts but I think she's really hot so I am posting her. Today I want to fuck Alexa Bliss.

#Alexa Bliss #blonde #Athlete #whoiwanttofucktoday

[theaceofskulls]

On the subject of restaurants these days, food delivery service apps continue to become my most hated thing in the world.

Yesterday we got through one of the worst experiences at a ramen/sushi place that was only partly the fault of the 20 something year old that sat down next to us and put some shitty youtube quality podcast interview on full blast on their phone.

Food places aren't staffed for handling full capacity seating and constant orders coming in and watching your order get deprioritized because of doordash/grubhub/popup app #26 fucking sucks.

I ordered an appetizer because I was starving and the fact that a few apps had a "warning, this will take 15 minutes" warning made me feel confident I would get it in a reasonable time, not 40 goddamn minutes later.

But you get to see roughly a dozen bedraggled delivery drivers rush in and get handed a plastic bag in that time frame.

Half the restaurants I've been in have also had to slow down the staff to handle these orders because it turns out that any of them that put up shelves for the drivers (usually in the most awkward spot for the staff to actually put them on) ends up retiring the system due to the amount of food stolen.

As for actually ordering through the app, it's just as miserable. Because of the shit pay, all the good drivers have either left or have to basically plan an entire route. I hear constant horror stories about misdeliveries, drivers stealing food, delays because someone grabbed the wrong bag, and so much more. All this for fees that pretty much double the cost of the food.

And the drivers barely see a cent. I know because I drove for one of them and the tip system is awful. Upfront tipping on top of all the fees means half the trips aren't worth the gas, you encounter the worst apartment layouts you'll ever see, you're constantly being rushed, and most of the food places you go to are still barely able to handle this system because it's stapled onto them by a third party.

This entire ecosystem and how it's been handled has actively made everything about restaurants worse for the sake of minor convenience because the entire thing is a way to funnel money to the top of a couple of shitty app companies.

[sasslett]

Ok rant time

I hate how you can't just look at a fast food menu anymore online. No, they bring you to a screen that's like DELIVERY OR PICKUP? CAN WE HAVE YOUR LOCATION PRETTY PLEASE?! HEY ALSO SIGN UP FOR OUR NEWSLETTER AND DOWNLOAD OUR APP!!! and I'm just here like for FUCKS SAKE WENDYS I just want to see if there's anything on this fucking menu I can eat

[torque-witch]

I was really pissed off the other day because I noticed I got a 2 star rating on DoorDash, again as I’ve explained before for no reason. These are my stats.

Which should help explain that I’m never late unless (usually 10 minutes early according to expected delivery times I see on my end, because they’re pretty generous tbh.) there’s already been a delay before I accepted the order, or I get multiple.

Just about every delivery I get to the restaurant, get the food immediately or within 5 minutes, travel an average of 10 minutes to the location, take a picture of the order where requested or meet the customer outside, complete it and leave.

Recently I’ve been getting a lot of orders that are $25, but the travel time just to the customer is 18 minutes. So I have to wonder if those are the people leaving poor reviews because a hot bag isn’t going to compete with 20 minutes worth of travel. And if your food was already sitting by the time I accepted an order, that’s out of my control.

And DoorDash does exclude poor ratings if that was the situation. I’ve if done everything right, I don’t get penalized. And sometimes that app just freezes and I have to restart my phone, which maybe could attribute to that, or the fact that Verizon has dead spots in more rural areas I deliver to. Which are, again, out of my control and I do my best to handle it.

Anywho the point was that the rating did get removed, so I feel better about that. But like. Some days it feels like people just hate DoorDash instead of trying to understand what’s happening on the other end.

One night I was waiting at Chipotle for 20 minutes bc it was a disaster shift and literally told the lady “hey, I see that you had a previous driver that unassigned because clearly the wait here is ridiculous. I can only wait for this set amount of time before this becomes financially not smart for me.” And I get the “if you agreed to complete a task you should be obligated to” argument I see on DoorDash bash posts, but we aren’t delivering your food because we love delivering food. Be real. The driver should absolutely respect your food and do the delivery as perfectly as possible if they do in fact pick it up, but it’s a financial need for us. Not you. You can literally get your entire money back if you complain. I will never get that time back out of my life and will have lost an opportunity to pay a bill. Be fucking real.

#torquetalks #doordash #DoorDash problems

[lesenbyan]

yesterday:

the tracking on the tablet I ordered said it was delivered. USPS doesn't normally deliver on Sundays & the tracking is using a time zone I'm not sure of so I can't back calculate when it supposedly was delivered and it didn't come later in the day either but it's sunday so it's not like I could call about it

i had negative spoons and needed to eat and thus ordered food and the delivery driver allegedly (according to someone I ran into later) was just walking around with my order incapable of finding my fairly clearly marked apt so I circled the block twice and then had to fight with the uber app to get in contact with the driver, argue with him about how no it was not delivered to my door, listen to him lie in three different ways and hear his story keep changing and didn't get my food until an hr after he first arrived on my damn street

Today:

3. going to refill meds and realize I've been so inconsistent with my T due to brainfog the script has expired with 2 fills left

4. realize the PP nearby no longer offers hormones and all the other PPs require me to call them in order to try to schedule telehealth bc they're nowhere near me (closest bein 93mi away) but they're all fuckin closed today anyway

and so:

5. if I don't have my package by 3pm I gotta call the USPS and hope I can get any info without having a USPS tracking number, only the one the chinese mail company gave me and

6. have to call the nearby PP tomorrow to double check that I can't get my T through them and then call my dr to finally reschedule the appt I missed 2mo ago bc I've used the last refill on all my psych meds and I might need her to send me to an endo for T

I fucking hate this week and we're barely into day 2

#personal; #vent; #like I don't even care about the T for gender reasons I care about it more as a 'I do not want another period' #bc they were the source of most of my dysphoria and tampons are expensive and cramps are fucking agony #when it rains it pours and all that bullshit #I'm so tired and done and angry and exhausted #wanna go to bed and wake up on Sunday again and things go right this time #oh yeah and add to this that I have SEVERE phone call anxiety

[thessalian]

Thess vs Fibro Fog

I think I may simply have to accept that this is a bad brain day. Not in the “I am having depression and / or anxiety” way; in the “brain fog because fibromyalgia” way.

Went out for some various bits I needed / wanted - mostly chives and prawns for wonton filling for my eventual wonton soup, but also picked up some pain meds while I was out because why not spare myself an extra trip? Even got some frozen fruit for smoothies in the week! Thought I was doing exceptionally well; that my spoon recharge of yesterday had really paid off.

Then I went to start my lamb dopiaza cooking and it all went to hell. A quick summary of all the shit that went wrong:

Went to wash hands and face after chopping of ALL THE ONION, forgot my bathrobe on the bathroom floor (I’d taken it off because I hadn’t wanted water dripping down my sleeves)

Lost track of my measuring spoons at least three times

Going down the ingredient checklist a third time before going to check how much water to add (because I hadn’t remembered to put that on my handy-dandy handwritten ingredient list) and realised I could not remember whether I’d added the garam masala. Thought I probably had, but could not be sure. So I added more anyway because how much could it really hurt at the end of the day?

(At least I remembered about the cardamom pods this time. Probably why I lost track of the garam masala; I was so focused on the thing I forgot last time)

Nearly threw out the remainder of my garlic at least twice because I somehow kept registering it as “just garlic skin; needs binning”

I don’t know what happened to my train of thought here, but somehow “Finished wiping the counter” did not translate to “So put the J-cloth back in the sink” and “Pick up the stuff that needs throwing away” did not translate to “And then put it in the garbage can” so I had an issue when my next thought was, “I should go get my mug from the study and make a cup of coffee” and left the kitchen with a soggy J-cloth in one hand and a container of onion and garlic skins in the other

FINALLY got all that sorted out, thought, “Okay, fine, we’re good; now how long do I need before I start the aloo gobi?” and then realised that for all my forethought about most of the groceries, my “Should I get tomatoes?” did not require a “naaaaaaah” because I need those for the aloo gobi.

My brain is just not working properly today. I mean, I have this occasionally but generally not while I’m trying to Do Things. Apparently it’s really detrimental to Doing Things, this level of brain fog. I hate the brain fog. My brain doesn’t work the way I want it to enough as it is; I don’t need this on top of it.

On the somewhat positive side, at least I remember that a lot of those online food delivery things do groceries now. So I ordered some tomatoes, and also some gluten-free chocolate chip cookies (the big Sainsbury’s were out of them, but apparently the only slightly less big one around Forest Hill has them in stock) and some chocolate, just to make me feel better and to not feel like a total idiot for using a fucking delivery app to order one fucking packet of tomatoes.

I just need to remind myself that if I’m going to play video games later, it should be something extremely forgiving, or something I can hyperfocus on really well. Otherwise the frustration at not being able to Do The Thing is going to kill me.

#Thess has fibromyalgia