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allwaswell16 · 9 months

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Part two of a fic rec of One Direction fics that have touch deprivation in them as requested in this ask. You can find part one here! If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

—Louis/Harry—

✦ Light, Spark and Fire (series) by green_feelings / @greenfeelings*

(E, 239k, music industry) Harry’s working on taking Louis’ walls down, until he builds his own up.

✦ The Longer the Waiting the Sweeter the Kiss (It's Better My Darlin' I Promise You This) by pleasinglouis

(E, 160k, small town au) Louis is a big city omega that can't stand stubborn alphas and Harry is the southern cowboy that hates the city

✦ Invisible String by BoosBabycakes / @boosbabycakes28

(E, 84k, pack dynamics) Louis swears on his life that that man came out of literal nowhere and he thanks each lucky star for having good breaks in his car.

✦ Your Gift is Wasted On Me by therogueskimo / @bravetemptation

(NR, 54k, neighbors) Omega Louis has severe touch deprivation and is averse to touch. But he’s fine. Really.

✦ You're Not My Type (still I fall) by Imogenlee / @imogenleewriter*

(NR, 38k, farm) Harry is only twenty-four and has no inclination to settle down at all, especially not at the behest of an Alpha.

✦ Follow Your Arrow by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 36k, canon) They said Louis playing alpha wouldn’t affect anything.

✦ Too Young To Know by @2tiedships2

(M, 35k, exes to lovers) the one where Harry doesn’t present as an alpha… until he does.

✦ Compass to my Soul by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup

(T, 31k, canon) Louis Tomlinson, omega, is 1/5 of world famous boy band One Direction. He spends his time hoping his bandmates don’t notice him.

✦ never been a fan of change, but we’re still the same by fearsparks / @onlythebravest *

(T, 27k, uni au) after Harry's omega unexpectedly causes him to drop in the pub, their relationship is no longer the same.

✦ tread lightly on my ground by fairytalelights / @lookslikefairytale*

(E, 20k, mpreg) the one where Harry is having Louis' baby, but Louis doesn't know it's his.

✦ Keep Me Closer by zanni_scaramouche / @zanniscaramouche *

(T, 18k, uni au) Louis expects Harry to react poorly, maybe even file a formal complaint and that’s gonna suck ass but Louis won’t say shit cause he knows he deserves it, so he prepares an apology before Harry’s even turned around.

✦ how do I stay tender by jessicamcqueen

(E, 16k, neighbors) Louis has touch depri and Harry is the alpha neighbor that offers to help.

✦ Captain Cupid by @2tiedships2

(NR, 15k, friends to lovers) the one where Niall enlists his friends to help start a speed dating side hustle. Things don't go as planned... or maybe they do?

✦ Breathe me in, breathe me out by @lunarheslwt

(G, 14k, candle shop) Louis is drawn into a quaint candle shop in his desire to find ways to soothe himself while struggling with touch depri.

✦ A Fateful Snow by @parmahamlarrie *

(T, 13k, Christmas) Will Harry allow a simple misunderstanding keep him from the hottest alpha he’s ever seen?

✦ Get Nesting & Soft Knots by ishiplouis / @pocketsunshineharry

(G, 5k, youtube au) AU where Omega Louis who runs a nesting materials Youtube channel meets Alpha Harry who knits his own blankets

✦ Perfect, For Now by @parmahamlarrie *

(T, 5k, neighbors) Moving to a new city is always hard, being away from home, finding your new community - none of it is easy. Dealing with all of this while being touch deprived is even more difficult.

—Rare Pairs—

✦ (I Was Broke) You Healed Me by @fallinglikethis

(T, 12k, Niall/Harry) Niall Horan is an unmated pregnant omega living on his own after his alpha boyfriend leaves him.

✦ a little tenderness by @disgruntledkittenface

(NR, 10k, Harry/Niall) Harry’s never been around an omega in depri as bad off as Niall looks; most of the time, there’s an alpha friend or family member who can help out with scenting and physical contact.

#ficrec #trackinghappily #1dficvillage #trackinghome #tracksintheam #1dsource

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blouisparadise · 2 years

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Upon request, here is a rec list of BL fics where Louis is absolutely smittne with Harry. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog the post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Press Into My Bones | Explicit | 2121 words

“What the fuck is wrong with you,” he hisses, half annoyed, half aroused.

Harry only hums in lieu of a reply, his eyes not even open yet. Bastard. His mate is a bastard.

Or Louis wakes up full.

2) The Moon, The Stars (Are Nothing Without You) | Explicit | 2960 words

There are times when Louis wishes he could freeze time. Moments where he wishes he could put the world on halt and just breathe because sometimes it feels like everything is moving much too fast and all the years of his life won’t ever be enough time for him to soak it all in.

3) In My Bed (You're Not Here) | Mature | 5685 words

Louis fears that his long-term boyfriend Harry is losing feelings for him. A drunken night reveals he might be wrong.

4) Let’s Shack Up | Explicit | 11257 words

In which Louis wants to wake up in Harry’s arms forever. So he makes a list.

Or Loosely based on Ben Platt’s "Share Your Address"

5) No Place Without You | Explicit | 19089 words

A Wanderlust AU in which Harry doesn't have a permanent home and stays with Louis when he visits NYC.

6) Absolutely Smitten | Explicit | 20120 words

Adopting Clifford was a way for Louis to finally cope with his loneliness, as a lively dog would spice up his life and his boring daily routine. Now, he surely didn’t expect Clifford to lead him to meet one strange man obsessed with his cat that he walks and cooks with.

Somehow, Louis falls in love pretty fast along the way.

7) Boyfriend Material | Explicit | 22565 words

So basically Nick bets Louis he can't go two months without sex. And then he introduces Harry to him. Because he's the devil.

8) Force of Nature | Explicit | 25672 words

Louis is a shy, young musician who doesn't want to go to Harvard.

Harry is a confident, second year athlete who likes to have a good time.

When their paths cross while their families are vacationing at the same lake resort, what begins as a summer of fun becomes a defining journey that might just change everything.

9) Compete Against The Stars | Mature | 30980 words

An ABO au where Louis finds out he's claimed to another Alpha. Angst ensues.

10) These Hallowed Woods | Explicit | 35535 words

Louis becomes Luna of the Tomlinson Pack after the untimely death of his father, the Pack Alpha. Saddled with his newfound responsibility and an unpleasantly demanding pack council, he finds secret respite in the arms of a rogue wolf that camps out just outside his territory. The only problem? The rogue has no idea who Louis actually is, and as Louis falls harder and harder for the man he escapes to every night, the weight of his lies steers him along a path of certain misery.

11) I Think I'm In Love This Christmas | Explicit | 36084 words

Home for the holidays and tired of being single, Louis tells his family that he’s dating his childhood friend, Harry (the fact he’s in love with him is irrelevant). Unbeknownst to him, Harry's the handyman who's been helping his parents whilst he's been at uni. So he's left to confront the alpha and ask for his assistance. Pretending to date your best friend is easier than Louis imagined.

12) Worth Dying For | Explicit | 44906 words

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Louis says, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. In the center of the table, a set of three glossy photos stares up at him, mocking him.

“A security detail is non-negotiable, Louis, you know this,” his mum reminds him, tapping the middle photo with two fingers.

Louis doesn’t look back down at the pictures, gesturing towards them wildly, over-dramatically. “This is not a security detail!” he protests. “This is a lanky college student. In what world do you hire someone like this kid to protect me?”

13) Through The Wheatfields And The Coastlines | Explicit | 52855 words

The one where Louis needs inspiration, and a certain cowboy and his lamb are the perfect distraction.

14) Apples Always Fall (As I Do For You) | Mature | 54609 words

Louis is staying at his Aunt's farm in a small town in Minnesota for four months. To deal with the boredom that sets in a week into his stay, he starts working at the local apple orchard, owned by twenty six year old Harry Styles.

Louis quickly finds himself falling in love with the orchard, and he finds a family in Harry's friends Niall, Liam, and Zayn.

He also starts to fall in love with Harry.

Falling in love with him turns out to be the easy part.

15) The Galaxy's Edge | Explicit | 113921 words

In which Louis is a bounty hunter with a messed up past. Harry is a prince who just wants to prove himself. Niall and Zayn have too many things to figure out together. And Liam just wants to take care of his family.

Things never quite go as they are planned during a simple rescue job.

16) Cold Little Heart | Teen & Up | 194589 words

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child. A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something odd. In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham. Louis really could use the help.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

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punkrocklwt28 · 12 days

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Louis Tomlinson: Boyfriend Material

#louis tomlinson #louist91 #content creator #lwt #louies #tiktok #1direction

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truthundressing · 2 years

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hiiii this is a little fic rec that i initially just compiled to catalogue some of my fav hl fics ive read recently but thought it would be fun to share them😊 <3

💌 between your arms and your chest, that’s where i feel most at home by @bottomhaztoplou

(5.9k ~ mature)

Harry had been told multiple times since he'd presented as a teen that he purred too much.

At first he'd written the remarks off, thinking them silly. He was an omega, wasn't he supposed to purr when he was happy? But when his boyfriend at the time started saying it, too, Harry wondered if he and everyone else were right. When that boyfriend later verbally abused him for his purring, Harry broke up with him, but he also stopped purring unless he was alone in his nest.

If no one liked his purring, then he wouldn't purr for anyone ever again.

💌 brown skin and lemon over ice by @penceypansy

(2.5k ~ not rated)

A short one shot of a reunion in Italy, around the time Harry filmed the Golden video.

💌 Every night, I’ve got you in my arms by @monamourstyles

(9.5k ~ mature)

Watching H drive has always been attractive for Louis. She looked sexy while focusing on the road, her perfectly manicured hands firmly wrapped around the wheel. That night, however, H was visibly worked up. She was driving with a hand on the wheel and the other between her legs, touching herself through her pants.

That's how Louis discovered his newest turn-on.

Louis made sure to keep his face disinterested until the very last moment, but as soon as H unlocked the front door, Louis gave in. He let H be in command.

💌 Golden by shaylea

(128.1k ~ explicit)

On a rainy night in Auckland in the middle of his world tour, popstar Harry Styles loses his ability to carry on. Instead of continuing to Sydney and the rest of his tour, he seeks sanctuary with Louis Tomlinson, a man with a macadamia nut farm and a mysterious past.

💌 Here’s Your Perfect by @brightgolden

(54.2k ~ explicit)

In the world where mates are assigned to everyone and deposited to their door when an agreeable partner is found for them, Alpha Louis has recently been given his. However, he is nothing like the type of alpha that the omega academy prepares Harry for.

💌 Hill Country by @larrieblr

(11.5k ~ explicit)

Louis is a farmer. His family gives him hell for it, only because it’s not a nine to five job and he should set a better example for his siblings.

When he's invited (scratch that, required) to pay a visit for a will reading, he has to double down on his work chores in advance. But spring break is just around the corner in Austin, which means Harry's free and he really, really wants to hang out.

💌 I’ll Call You Mine by @kenniewen

(13.7k ~ teen and up)

A self indulgent Omega/Omega fic with a teacher/single parent of favorite student trope.

💌 it gets dark by @finelinegynandromorph

(98.8k ~ explicit)

Harry's a drag queen and louis’ been in love with her for years. an unexpected ode to femininity, in all of its complexity.

💌 it’s enough (to make a girl blush) by @bluestgrey

(10.3k ~ explicit)

Harry wears a sundress until he doesn't.

💌 Jasmine & Lavender. by @styleslune

(8.6k ~ mature)

Harry placed the book back on the desk and grabbed the candle box. It was simple white packaging, no labels on the outside. He opened the box and found a beautiful purple jar with a golden rope on top.

Harry opened the jar and brought the candle to his nose to smell its scent. He felt goosebumps all over his body when the fragrance filled his nostrils.

A mixture of Jasmine and Lavender.

💌 out of my head and into yours by @jishlerfics

(7k ~ explicit)

It drove Harry crazy, the way his hand could make contact with Louis’ clothing and then travel and travel inwards through empty space, before meeting the warmth of his body. Harry lived in those moments of suspension, anticipation, and died every time his hand made contact through clothes with the dip of his waist, the curve of his back, the softness of his tummy. He made a fist in the material under his palm. Then he let it go before running his hand up Louis’ side, over his chest, pressing down hard.

Or: Harry comes home at two in the morning.

💌 pink like the paradise found by @disgruntledkittenface

(18.5k ~ mature)

Harry's friends take her out to the local lesbian bar to celebrate after she comes out. They joke about getting her laid, but the way the hot bartender is looking at her makes her think it might actually happen.

💌 prince(ss) harry by trackfive

(1.8k ~ general)

one direction performs at the 2015 AMAs, and harry wears his first floral suit. louis is his biggest supporter, as usual, and he makes sure his husband knows exactly how beautiful as he is.

💌 ROCKETMAN by etheralhaz

(5.1k ~ teen and up)

louis tomlinson is an astronaut with a husband and daughter at home

💌 starin' back from the lookin' glass (there stood a woman where a half-grown boy had stood) by @evilovesyou

(23.7k ~ explicit)

Harry squeezed his feet into the black heels his mother handed him from their little satin bag and stood up, slightly wobbly for a few seconds before he caught himself.

“They’re small on you, I know,” Mama said quietly as she went and grabbed the mirror. “You’ll have to use your first money to get a place to stay, but after that you need to buy shoes that fit you…”

She was still speaking, but Harry couldn’t hear her anymore over the blood rushing in his ears as she turned the mirror and made him look at himself.

He looked… He was… He felt like a woman. Where just under an hour ago, he’d seen a boy, barely a young man, shaving off the bits of his beard that had started to grow in so late, he now saw a woman. She was as real as he had ever seen. His posture, unsure and shy, morphed into hers, shoulders straight and hip cocked as she tried her best to balance herself on the high heels she’d inherited.

💌 the school of extraordinary lovers by @aliensingucci

(168.3k ~ mature)

harry is a third-year witch and violinist at Laitswold, the only magical academy in the UK, with dreams of taking on the world, and hopefully breaking the centuries-old curse on his family while he's at it. he does not dream of facing off against his childhood rival and duet partner, but louis is back in town after six years abroad, so that's exactly what happens.

💌 World-Dominating Cupcake by ICantChangeRose

(1k ~ teen and up)

Louis’ a feared world conquering dictator in space and Harry’s his adorable husband who calls him at the wrong times.

#tried to find all the authors @'s but some i couldnt so :( hope just the ao3 link is ok <3 #weeeeee this was fun!! nd a good way of distracting me from my pretty shit morning so🥰🥰🥰#ty ty to all these authors for sharing their amazing works !!! always so in awe and grateful <3<3 #fic recs #and another thank you to the 2 anons from yesterday for encouraging me luv u <3

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erodayoularry · 4 years

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LARRY PLOT

The Prince and The RockStar

Louis Tomlinson is a spoiled prince about to turn 18. Harry Styles is a world-famous singer who was forced to perform on the Prince of England’s birthday. What neither of then expected is that at the end of the night Harry would end up curled up in Louis' sheets.

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i4lt2 · 3 years

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blurry louis has my heart

#louis tomlinson #louis tomlison #solo louis #tomlinsonedits #louis tommo #louis tomlison icons #louis tomilson #cute louis #tommo #louis #blurry #louis boyfriend material #louist91 #louis aesthetic

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heeybear · 2 years

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Louis Tomlinson update

#louis #louis tomlinson edit #louis tommo #louis tomlinson #louies #louis update #louis icons #louis headers #louis messy packs #louis boyfriend material #louis Tomlinson casual #lockscreen #cute #icon

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theficpusher · 3 years

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Aphrodisiac by aimmyarrowshigh | E | 4033 The day he made roasted asparagus tips wrapped in Serrano ham with lemon aïoli, Louis knew: Harry Styles was trying to seduce him.

Cooking with Styles by adoringsmiles | E | 9119 Anyone can cook— or so they say.

When You Know by allwaswell16 | E | 17668 Years of living in the shadows has taken its toll on Louis Tomlinson. When he’s offered a chance to leave behind his life as a hired assassin, he intends to take it.

Boyfriend Material by Speechless | E | 22565 What really fucks with his head is the fact that Nick Grimshaw didn't just lie and disguise his evil plan as a birthday present. He didn't simply force Louis into his little psychological torture despite his efforts to keep that from happening. He didn't even stop after involving another innocent person into his cruel game. He also paid Harry Styles, a handsome, charming, young chef, so he would teach Louis how to cook. He told Harry Styles which days Louis works the morning shift and that's why Harry Styles knocks on his door every Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday. * So basically Nick bets Louis he can't go two months without sex. And then he introduces Harry to him. Because he's the Devil*

all the lights are full of colour by infinitelymint | E | 26727 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.

If I had no love to give (I wouldn't give it to you) by kingsofeverything | E | 30628 Small town restaurateur Louis Tomlinson needs someone competent to work in his kitchen. Chef Harry Styles needs a job.

Harry Styles Cooks... by sunsetmog | E | 61020(WIP) In which Louis Tomlinson can’t cook, there’s a very special shower curtain, and Harry Styles used to be a baker. Or: Louis owns all of Harry Styles’ cookbooks, and he never intends to cook a single thing out of any of them.

a yuzu grows in brooklyn by stylinsoncity | M | 66785 harry is a recent implant in new york and a young chef opening a restaurant called yuzu. louis, a music teacher and broadway lover, has been around the block for a while. in a city that's so fast-paced, they're slow to catch on to each other.

For As Long As I Can Remember (It's Been December) by green_feelings | E | 128451 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.

#chef harry styles #For As Long As I Can Remember (It’s Been December)#green_feelings #a yuzu grows in brooklyn #stylinsoncity #harry styles cooks...#sunsetmog #If I had no love to give (I wouldn’t give it to you)#kingsofeverything #infinitelymint #all the lights are full of colour #Speechless #boyfriend material #allwaswell16 #when you know #adoringsmiles #cooking with styles #aimmyarrowshigh #Aphrodisiac

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parkersbliss · 4 years

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Press Week | T. Holland

Pairing: Tom Holland X Famous!Actress!Reader

Warnings: no-no words maybe?? sexual innuendo, lots of fluff, lost of dialogue, a lot of 1D references but you probably won’t see them

WC; 3K

synopsis: just three times you and Tom were too adorable during press week

a/n: I had too much fun with this, tbh these are all based of actual interviews so don’t come for me

Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt List

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"I'm Tom Holland."

"That does not sound like me!" Tom protests, mock offense displayed on his face.

"You're right, you're right, my bad. Okay, let me try again," You said, coughing you slap your chest a few times. "I'm Tom Holland!" You said using your best British accent and high pitched voice.

Tom smacks his lips together, rolling his eyes, "And I'm (Y/N) (L/N)!" He said, making sure to do an over the top impression of you.

"And we're answering the internet!" You announced, lifting a jar full of paper slips to the camera. You pull out the first piece of paper, reading it over yourself, thinking over an answer before saying it out loud, "What's your guy's go-to date night?"

You and Tom both look at each other before turning back toward the camera, "Netflix and cuddles."

"Not chill," You clarified, "this is a family-friendly show, Netflix and cuddles."

"Although," Tom objects, "sometimes we chill," he winks at the camera. You slap his arm for the comment and he yelps in pain, "Kidding!"

"Moving on." You hand the jar to Tom and he rummages around a bit before pulling out a random slip of paper.

"What's the worse feeling in the world?"

You pause, tapping your chin as you think. "Oh! Do you know when you're like really excited to get an apple and you go and get it and you're expecting it to be all crisp, juicy and sweet and instead you bite into it and it's kind of soft and a bit dry?"

Tom bursts out laughing next to you, burying his head in his hands as his body shakes with laughter, "oh my god, I love you," He spoke.

"I love you too?" You said although it came as more of a question. You weren't quite sure why Tom was laughing so hard, you were being serious.

He gathers his composure, wiping a few tears from his eyes, "Okay, so now that my girlfriend gave her ridiculous answer."

"It's not ridiculous! You asked and I answered," You interrupted, crossing your arms. Tom rolls his eyes, patting your knee gently.

"The worse feeling in the world for me does not have to do with food," He makes sure to give you the side-eye at the comment, "It’s when (Y/N) gets mad and I'll tell her to 'calm down, baby' I made that mistake once and I never will again."

You nod your head, giving the camera a serious look and pointing a finger, "Seriously don't tell your girlfriend or boyfriend that or they will strangle you."

"I've experienced it firsthand," Tom backs you up, "It's not my preferred method to be choked."

The whole room goes silent and you can feel your cheeks burning up in embarrassment at his comment, of all the things that come out of his mouth he had to say that? Tom glances at you, scratching the back of his neck, he mumbles a sorry and quickly hands you the jar of paper. You’re quick to pull out another question to change topics, "I simp for Tom's biceps any day."

Tom wiggled his eyebrows, flexing his muscles at the camera and you giggle, wrapping an arm around the muscle, "Honestly, me too."

Tom smirks, flexing a bit more and you gasp, making dramatic camera motions as he goes.

"What's the next question, lovie?" he asked.

You dig into the jar pulling out a slip, "How can I die for Tom Holland without being dramatic?"

Tom blushes, letting out a soft chuckle, before looking down at his converse and back toward the camera, "I don't know, maybe just don't die for me?"

You pat Tom's shoulder, flashing an apologetic smile at the camera, "Sorry, he gets flustered easily."

Tom scoffs, swatting your hand away, "do not."

You quirk an eyebrow at him, but say no more and read the next question to yourself, laughing.

Tom looks over your shoulder, before you fold the paper up again, "What? What is it?"

"How can I be (Y/N)'s new boyfriend?"

"Absolutely not!" Tom screams, ripping the paper from your hand, crushing it as you laugh, almost falling off your seat.

"She is perfectly happy with me!" He huffed, chucking the piece of paper offset as you continue to giggle next to him.

"Position already filled," You told the camera, leaning over to press a quick kiss to Tom's cheek.

"I think I’ll be picking the next question." Tom takes the jar from you and pulls out the next one, "If you guys could date anyone else in the world, without offending the other, who would it be?"

"Louis Tomlinson," You said, not missing a beat. At the same time, Tom says, "I wouldn't."

"oh shit," You giggle, biting your lip as you look to Tom.

His mouth falls open as he tosses the paper aside, "Of all the people and you pick my favorite member of One Direction?"

"Well, he's your favorite for a reason, no?" You counter.

"The man's got great hair, I won't lie. He's funny as hell, but I'd like to think my girlfriend prefers me than an ex-boy band member."

"It was a hypothetical question," You reassure him before adding, "but Louis if you're watching this my number is-"

Tom slaps a hand over your mouth, "Don't even think about it."

You stare at Tom, looking back down at his hand and he catches on quickly, "babe," he warns.

You giggle before licking his hand and he retracts it quickly, wiping it down, "Babe," He whines as you laugh.

"We're very professional," You point toward the camera, smirking as Tom continues to wipe his hand on his jeans.

"That's why they put us in this interview together," Tom said, still wiping his hand.

"Anyway," You take the jar back from Tom. "While my boyfriends freaking out because I licked his hand and I literally kissed him this morning, let's move on to the next question." You slip your hand in the jar, mixing up the paper a bit before picking out a random one, "PLEASE bring back the bed selfies."

Tom laughs, "See here's the thing, I would, truly, but (Y/N) doesn't like when I post myself shirtless and I quote, 'looking like perfect boyfriend material.'"

You scoff, "Priorities, Tom, Priorities. I'll let you post them when I get to be cuddled in your chest as well."

Tom shrugs, looking into the camera, "that can be arranged."

...

"We have some very special guests here with us today," The host said, causing all the fans to clap and cheer. "You might know him as the fishbowl man, but ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Jake Gyllenhaal!"

The crowd claps as Jake jogs onto the stage, he stands arms open as he accepts their applause. He makes a more motion with his hands, to which the fans obey. He laughs, taking a bow as he takes his seat on the far end of the table.

"Next up we have the man, the legend, the one who plays your favorite sixteen year old from Queens, Mr. Tom Holland!!"

The crowd loses their mind as Tom strolls onto the stage, he stands, blushing, mouthing thank you as he bows repeatedly, blowing a kiss to the crowd while flexing a muscle. He takes his place next to Jake, tapping his microphone, "I'd like everyone to give a warm welcome to our other new member, you may know her as Eva Rose, but to us, we call her (Y/N) (L/N) or as I like to say, my lovely girlfriend," he winks.

The fans cheer, clapping and screaming as you take the stage. You smile, waving back at them and blowing a kiss, doing a little shimmy to your seat, where Tom pulls you down for an innocent kiss that makes the fan scream.

"I'd like to welcome our next guest, my best friend, and a walking goddess Zendaya!" You said into the mic. She struts onto stage, doing a little twirl as the fans cheer. She waves, grinning as she bows and takes her place next to you.

"And finally, we have, everyone's favorite, the only reason you want to see this movie, Jacob Batalon!" Tom grinned, waving his best mate on stage. Jacob runs on, fanning himself in mock excitement, laughing as he takes the last seat.

"Hey, guys! How is everyone?" The interviewer asks.

"We're good!" Tom said, waving to all the fans, "happy to be here."

"So this your second movie and obviously the cast has changed a bit, can you tell us what it was like working with them?"

Tom nods his head, looking toward Zendaya and Jacob, "Um, I think it was a really cool experience working with (Y/N) and Jake. It was kind of surreal to be working with such big names in the business, ya know? I met the love of my life on set too, so that was kind of a big plus."

You shrug, leaning into the mic, "it was just a big plus, that's all it was."

"Trust me, you didn't want to be on set when (Y/N) wasn't around. All Tom would do is gush about her for hours on end. I thought my ears were going to fall off," Zendaya pipes up, laughing as Tom goes red in the face.

"He got the girl, didn't he?" Jake asked.

You nod your head, "I think he did, not quite sure."

Tom swings his arm over your shoulder, "No I definitely did."

You look up at him, taking the chance to press a quick kiss to his lips and he hugs you a bit closer. Jake rolls his eyes as Jacob and Zendaya fake gag.

"You should've seen them on set, it was horrific."

The interviewer laughs, "I assume that means you guys have some embarrassing stories to tell?"

"Plenty."

The interviewer goes around asking questions about the movie-making process, filming, stories from the set, and questions from fans. You unscrewed the lid to your water bottle, taking a sip and Tom uses the opportunity to gently tilt it upwards, causing more water to come out. You cough, wiping down the water that drips down your chin as you glare at Tom. He smirks, giving you a coy smile and you have to resist the urge to slap it right off his face. A few fans had noticed the interaction and were pointing to you two, giggling. You lean over, whispering in Tom's ear, "I'm going to get you back for that."

He turns toward you, covering his mic, "I'd like to see you try."

"If you could play any other character, who would you want to play?" The interviewer asks.

Tom uncovers his mic, leaning in to answer, "Um, I think I'd like to play-"

You poke him in his cheek and he turns his head toward you, "yes?"

"Nothing carry on."

"As I was saying I think I'd like-"

You poke him again.

"Babe."

"Nothing."

He continues speaking and this time you let him go a bit longer before yet again, poking him in his cheek, this time he continues, swatting your hand away, only restoring in you poking him more as he continues to try and speak.

"I'm sorry," Tom said, "My girlfriend is making it very hard to answer."

You smile sweetly, "No one cares what you have to say anyway. I'd love to play MJ."

Zendaya laughs, "I'd like to play maybe... Shuri could be a lot of fun."

The interviewer moves on to some fan questions, handing them mics so they could talk to you.

"Hi my name is Isaac," One of them said.

"Hi, Isaac!" You all chorused.

"I'd like to first say I love you, (Y/N)."

You place a hand on your hear, "I love you more."

Isaac laughs, cheeks tinted a fair shade of pink.

"Seriously," You add.

Tom sits beside you, pointing to himself, giving the audience a quizzical look, "look like she's moved on already," He pouts.

You roll your eyes, "I'm sorry, Isaac. Tom's quite clingy."

Tom grabs your hand in his as if to prove your point. He kisses your hand softly.

Isaac chuckles, "my question is, do you ever get jealous of Tom and Jake's marriage?"

Jake bursts out laughing, slamming his fist down on the table as he regains his composure, "That was the best question ever."

"Um, no, no, I don't get jealous. It's hard to when you're just the side chick," You replied.

Tom's head is buried in his hands as he and Jake laugh.

"See what I mean? There was never a competition, Jake already won."

...

Tom held a small bin in his hand, full of tiny slips of paper, "So it's like charades, but with words?"

The interviewer nods, "Right, so there's something on the paper and you have to describe it without saying anything on the card, you have five minutes."

"I can do that," Tom muses, "can we start?"

The interviewer nods and Tom pulls out the first piece of paper, reading it to himself, Your first date.

"Um, it was you and me," Tom starts, "we were on set, in my trailer and we ordered some crappy pizza-"

"Our first date?" You asked. Tom nods throwing the paper away.

"I thought the pizza was quite nice," You mumbled.

Tessa

Tom makes a barking noise, not even looking up from the paper as you immediately said, Tessa.

Tom breaking his nose

"Okay, this happened to me once on set this year. It has to do with my facial structure, it happens more often then I'd like."

"Face fillers!" You said.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that. I've done this about three times, it normally involves blood and bruises, the directors hate when it happens..."

You think about it for a bit, staring at Tom's face, "Oh, you breaking your nose!"

He nods, grabbing the next paper. (Y/N)'s iconic premiere look.

"You do break it a lot, your poor nose."

He shrugs, "'s fine now, hospitals work magic."

"It's actually my kisses that heal his nose," You corrected.

Tom nods his head, smiling up at you, "Okay, um, my girlfriend, she went to a thing and was dressed in like a-"

"My red carpet look?"

He crushes the paper, "You did look gorgeous, lovie."

"I know."

"I don't know why I even bother with compliments."

First kiss

Tom thinks about it for a bit, before tapping his lips gently and holding up his pointer finger. You tilt your head to the side, before leaning in to kiss him softly. You pull back only for Tom to grab the back of your neck and bring your lips against his again.

"Wasn't asking for a kiss, baby, but I won't complain."

"What is it then?"

He taps his lips again, "We were on set, having a funny face competition and you made a duck face and I thought you wanted to do a thing and so I did a thing."

You burst out laughing, "our first kiss?"

Tom grins, cheeks dusted pink, "yeah."

He grabs another piece of paper, Tom spoiling movies.

"Marvel hates me because of this."

"You spoiling movies."

(Y/N)'s strange love for apples

"We were in an interview and I asked a question and you immediately replied with the most ridiculous answer ever-"

"Apples."

When (Y/N) stepped on a snake

Tom laughs, taking a minute to calm down as he remembers the vivid memory, "We were in Australia, on our way back from the beach and there was an ssssss."

You stare at Tom as he does an impression of a snake, making a hissing noise and moving his hands and head in a (what you assumed) was a slithering motion. If you were being honest, you knew exactly what the card said but you quite liked Tom doing an impression of a snake, "when I stepped on a snake."

He snaps his fingers, "yes!"

"In my defense, the snake was the same color as the sidewalk and It didn't make any noise, but uh, it was pretty scary, it hissed and I ran."

"I've never seen her run so fast in her life," Tom added, "I almost couldn't keep up with her."

Tom's fear of spiders

"It's ironic, I'm terrified of what I am."

"Your fear of spiders."

He pulls the next card, "You for some reason think this guy is better than me-"

"Shawn Mendes? Harrison? Niall Horan? Dylan O'Brien?" You list off on your fingers.

Tom hides his face in his hands, "oh my god."

"Oh! It's Jacob!"

"I don't know why I bother with you."

You giggle, grabbing one of his hands to hold, squeezing it gently, "Is it Louis Tomlinson?"

He tosses the paper to the side and you kiss his cheek, "I only think he's hotter."

"Gee thanks, babe."

"I love you," You whispered, making a kissy face. He sighs, leaning in to press your lips together, noses brushing.

"M'kay, sure you do," He mumbled, grabbing the last few pieces of paper.

"You guys have five seconds left," The interviewer announces, startling you both.

Tom blinks, looking down at the few pieces of paper in his hands, "I shouldn't even bother, should I?"

You shake your head no and he looks to the interviewer who gives him a thumbs up to keep going.

"My best mate, he went to go get us something and he came back and managed to make a mess."

"That's extremely vague, but I'm guessing when Harrison spilled coffee all over himself?" You inquired, Tom tosses the paper in which you take a sign that you were right.

Tom nods, grabbing the last piece of paper. He gets down on one knee, gently taking your hand in his.

"Oh! You and Jake’s marriage."

He nods, getting back up and sitting next to you. He tosses the now empty bin behind him.

“Man, you’re so lucky to be married to such an amazing guy.”

Tom shrugs, smirk playing on his lips, “I guess he’s alright, would’ve preferred someone else though.”

You gasp, bringing a hand in front of your mouth, clearly displaying the diamond ring on your finger. Tom looks at it, shrugging as he turns to face the camera. You wink, blowing a kiss, making sure the diamond reflected in the light, “oh really, who’s the lucky person?"

Tom winks, holding up your interlocked hands, two rings set on each, "Who knows?"

— End —

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Here are some of the amazing bottom Louis fics that were posted or completed during the month of September. We hope you enjoy this list. Happy reading!

1) Accusations Will Get You Everwhere | Teen & Up | 1390 words

Louis started rutting against the inside hem of her pants. She moaned at the feeling of her clit moving against the rough material. She rocked eyes rolling back when she felt a tug on her long brown hair. Her hips stop moving. She looked up, eyes glassy and cheeks a light pink.

“Mm, my little whore couldn’t even wait until mommy got back? Could she?”

Louis shook her head as she continued grinding.

She whined when Harry let go.

“What do you want, baby?”

Louis moaned. “ Want you to fuck me.”

2) I Fall To Pieces When I’m With You | Explicit | 2001 words

Harry fucks his omega good after a long day of work.

3) No One Will Hurt You As Long As I'm Here | Not Rated | 2844 words

Harry was shocked. He wanted to scoop the boy up and tell him he would protect him forever, and no one would ever hurt him again, but he knew it wasn't the time to do that.

Instead, he opened the door for Louis, made small talk, and walked him to the door when they arrived at Louis'.

4) Everyone Thinks That They Know Us (But They Know Nothing) | Explicit | 3660 words

Note: This is the sequel to this fic.

A peek into Harry and Louis’ relationship after the Oscars.

5) Be A Good Baby (Do What I Want) | Explicit | 3758 words

Harry takes care of Louis for the day and ends up fucking the girl on her soft bed.

6) You Make Me Sick | Explicit | 3859 words

Morning sex sounds like the perfect way for Louis and Harry to start their day, if it wasn’t for the fact that Harry has work. He remembers a game from their sex book about faking ill, and soon he’s on the phone while Louis is on Harry’s dick. Harry must keep his boss on the phone for as long as he can stand it while ignoring the sickeningly dirty things his boyfriend is doing to him.

7) Teacher's Pet | Not Rated | 5642 words

Louis Tomlinson is a 18 year old omega student who has a crush on Mr Styles, his 37 year old English teacher, who's the most lusted after Alpha of the school. Louis plays with himself in class. Mr Styles gets his rut. Disclaimer: I don't know anything about teaching or teacher's assistants etc. So don't take it too seriously.

8) New York, Send Me Home | Explicit | 6013 words

The stunt is finally over for Harry!

9) Outline Of My Sins | Explicit | 6551 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 453: AU where alpha Harry is an art student who is taking a figure drawing class and omega Louis is the nude model. In the many years that Harry has taken art classes, he has never been more hot and bothered than now, having to stare at a beautiful nude omega model for hours.

10) Take A Ride Into The Danger Zone | Explicit | 7561 words

Note: The main pairing is Louis/Jensen Ackles.This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“You’re so tiny and weak, you could never be anything other than the submissive little pillow princess you are.” Jensen teased, moving Louis’ wrists to hold them with one hand only as he used his now free hand to grab and knead at Louis’ meaty bum, he brought the boy closer so he was sat on top of his bulge.

“I would never know if I’d be good at domming because you never let me try!” The boy whined, squirming in Jensen’s lap, trying to set himself free from his boyfriend’s large hands.

Prompt 227: PWP inspired by Doja’s song “Freak”.

11) I Would Wait Forever (And Ever) | Not Rated | 10002 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is brave but has the worst timing in the world, Harry doesn't want to lose his best friend and they just don't communicate enough.

12) Like A Hurt, Lost, And Blinded Fool | Not Rated | 13919 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

ABO college AU where alpha Harry is a frat boy and he asks omega Louis out multiple times but he rejects him every time because Louis doesn’t like how frat boys act towards omegas. One night at a Halloween party, Harry dresses up as a stormtrooper and keeps his mask on all the time and flirts with Louis and Louis flirts back without knowing that’s Harry under the costume.

13) Blackberries And Cherries | Explicit | 13984 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is a witch and Harry is his human friend. When Harry needs help focusing on his schoolwork, the obvious solution is to ask Louis for a potion. You could say things don’t go quite right.

14) Breathe Me In, Breathe Me Out | General Audiences | 14263 words

Note: There’s no smut but since it’s omega Louis, it’s been included in this rec list.

Louis is drawn into a quaint candle shop in his desire to find ways to soothe himself while struggling with touch depri. It takes him two more run-ins and with the lovely alpha sales assistant, and a drop, to figure out the source of the scent that imprints upon him and calms his omega. Idiots to lovers

15) Rendezvous | Explicit | 15357 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

"Harry's got a date tonight." Zayn greets him.

Louis misses the good old times, when people used to say hello.

"Why's he got a date, Louis?"

Louis has no time for Zayn's nonsense, he's late to crash Harry's date.

He only came here for one thing.

"I need the fur coat." he announces. "No questions asked."

16) Ugly Love | Explicit | 16112 words

The 1860s Au where Louis is a prostitute and Harry's a governor, they both are in love until they aren't.

17) Sweet As Honey | Explicit | 21501 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis has always been shit at cooking. When he discovers Sweet as Honey on Instagram, owned by chef Harry Styles, he intends to mock him by recreating his recipes with his awful skills, posting photos on his own Instagram account, Nailed It. It's all fun until Harry asks to meet him.

18) Too Slow, Love| Explicit | 21762 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

And Harry is so far out of his mind, staring at his full lips as he continues to sing the lyrics of that song that keeps playing in the back of his mind and Louis needs too much to put his lips on the curly one. And frustration fills his system, because he wants Harry so badly -he's made it clear so many times- and Harry makes no move, gives him no sign even though he wants him too -Louis can feel it in his gaze, in his gentle touch, he can feel it right now-.

He slid his hands down the curly one's chest starting to rise and modulated just for Harry to see: "you're too slow, love."

19) Soapy Lace, Let Me Embrace | Explicit | 26897 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

You know when, in movies, there’s always this character who’s one step away from death? And as it’s nearing they can’t do nothing but pause and relive all of their life, the moments that changed them forever and brought them where they are, as they are. Well, that’s exactly how Louis feels. Feet stuck in place, stunned by the view of what Harry’s holding between his fingers, Louis can’t help but open and close his mouth, wordlessly cursing himself for all the stupid choices he made in his life which led to this moment.

The right words to describe how Louis feels at the sight of his lingerie in the grasp of the last person who needed to see them aren’t written in vocabularies yet.

20) All This Devotion | Explicit | 38047 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

He takes a deep breath. “So this party?” he says, eyes firmly on the road. “I’ll do it, if you want.”

“What?” Louis says, voice quiet beside him.

“I’ll come to your sister's party. It’s going to look weird if I don’t now, right? Like, she’ll wonder what happened.”

“I guess, yeah. You don’t have to though, I get that it’s weird. Pretending to be my alpha, my boyfriend,” the omega says, not understanding what Harry is just now fully realising for the first time.

He wants to be that. More than anything.

21) The Hope Of It All | Explicit | 42336 words

Harry looks gorgeous, just like he always does. He’s wearing his signature black, tight, skinny jeans, a band tee and his varsity basketball jacket. The combination of his perfectly styled hair and the black ray bans over his eyes are enough to make Louis stop the rubbing motions on his arm to just let himself gaze at Harry, eyes dreamy and heart stuttering.

“Take a picture, it would last longer.” Zayn smirks, side eyeing Louis with that annoying, knowing look he gives him every morning when they repeat this same routine.

“Shut up.” Louis groans, ducking his head and rubbing in the last of the lotion. “I wasn’t even staring,” Louis says as his eyes wander back to Harry, where Naomi has now attached herself to his side.

22) Please, Deceive Me | Explicit | 42439 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

After a few minutes, when Harry’s finally settled he says, “Well, I guess you don’t have an explanation for that either?”

“Well, you did follow me of your own accord, I owe you no such thing. I’m a stranger Harry, I could have led you anywhere. I think between the two of us you’re the one who owes me an explanation.” Louis puts his hands on his hips as if to emphasize the point.

Harry looks down, “Well, In my defense, It was a pretty stranger that I followed.”

“Oh Harry, pretty people can be dangerous too, you know.” Louis rolls his eyes but a warm pink still falls over his cheekbones.

23) Chasing The Moment I'm Hoping Is Coming | Mature | 44486 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

For as long as Louis can remember, he’s been obsessed with the idea of love. He’s read countless books about love at first sight and seen way too many Hallmark movies. The idea of a soulmate—someone made just for him—has been something he’s longed for as long as he can remember. It’s always been on his mind, and he’s made up countless scenarios for who they are or what they do, taking inspiration from literature. His mom fills in the rest of the blanks; he’s heard many stories about a wide-eyed, toddler-Louis staring at movie after movie, begging for just one more because he was so enraptured by romance. As he grew up, his tastes changed, of course; he’s branched out to fantasy, action, and even horror movies as well, but there’s always something about romance that he comes back to. So many tales of love have been told, retold over the years that Louis is nearly positive he’ll be swept off his feet. However, there’s one teensy little kink in his plan.

He’s single.

24) Gallery Of Us | Explicit | 55778 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

In spite of wanting to sound lucid and coherent for his own big jump, Harry wants to be near and touch, wants to listen to whatever the omega’s saying because he loves that voice, and he's always hated talking unless he has to. They're a good pair, the two of them, a perfect balance. Louis’ all sunshine, good vibes and healthy eating, lingering hugs and sticky cheek kisses, and Harry's the complete opposite without explanation, but fuck, it feels good to be around someone like that. To have someone like that in his life at all.

Harry wants to protect his affectionate ball of light from the world's ignorance, wants to help add to the glow like starting a snowball, rolling it around until it can’t get off the ground because it’s so heavy from all the effort, patience and commitment.

25) Satellite | Explicit | 78422 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is a hardworking, dedicated, loving single mum with no interest other than making his son happy, and who thinks that love will never knock on his door again. Harry is a lone man, successful in his field, and thinks he has his life together and all figured out. Wrong meets clueless, lives get turned upside down in the best way possible with the help of a cute and curious little boy, who just wants to learn more and more.

26) The Rose of Whitechapel | Mature | 100181 words

Jack the Ripper au - Detective Constable Harry Styles and his partner, DC Liam Payne, lead the case on the Whitechapel murders. Louis Tomlinson, the Rose of Whitechapel, is harbouring secrets of his own, along with a dark and sordid past. When their paths cross, truths are revealed, and perhaps hearts are mended...

A darkness is brewing, and it's finally come to collect on the promise it was made.

27) Only You And Me | Not Rated | 109836 words

Note: This is the sequel to this fic.

Louis goes on with his life after Harry, he hopes Harry comes back to him but is also on the search for something new. Will Harry reach out to Louis, or will Louis get over him and find something better?

28) How Many Times Will It Take (To Get This Right) | Explicit | 157805 words

Harry was watching her go, unable to meet Louis’ eyes again now that they were alone, and that’s how he saw him when the young boy leaned around Jay to peer at his mum and Harry. Harry’s jaw went slack, his mouth falling open in disbelief when two green orbs identical to his own found him and stared unwaveringly calm into Harry’s sunglasses-covered face. His small features were undeniably close to Louis’. Their noses, their lips, even their brow line was the same, but the pup’s eyes were an eerily familiar shade of emerald, and much rounder than Louis’. His hair fell in dark ringlets around his small face, which was also much too round to really say the child looked like Louis, despite the similar features. Harry sputtered when his alpha roared in his chest that Harry should follow the kid--should protect his pup. But there was no fucking way.

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falcqns · 3 years

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Falling

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Summary: You struggle with a breakup, and Henry helps.

Warnings: Smut, fluff, mention of heartbreak, past cheating, a lot of mentions of Harry Styles music

A/N: All classes mentioned are classes I’m taking this semester in college, and I’m already exhausted lmao. I failed my Child Development class last semester, so I have to retake that on top of the rest. I am ready for death. Also, I modelled the whole ex boyfriend thing around what happened in 2019 with my baby’s father, but I didn’t leave him then (bc im and idiot) and stayed with him for another year until he knocked me up LMAO. I added the link to my playlist that I mention in here as well! all the songs mentioned are linked below as well.

I'm in my bed And you're not here And there's no one to blame But the drink in my wandering hands

When you had answered his ad in the paper for a roommate, you definitely weren't expecting it to be Henry Cavill.

All you were looking for was a place to stay while you were studying abroad in England, and his place was cheap, and close to your university, so you answered.

You had gotten accepted almost immediately, and moved in less than a week later.

It had been 2 weeks since then, and Henry was going to work for the first time since you moved in, having to take two weeks off due to someone on set contracting covid, even though he tested negative.

You only had one class today, which was your Psychology class, but you had homework for the rest of your 9 classes to do. So, when Henry told you he’d probably be home late, you weren't too upset.

You had managed to finish your essay for Modern History and Diversity In The Early Years, and was working on your assignment for Stress and Resiliency.

You felt your stomach grumble, and glanced at the clock that read 5:49 pm.

You didn’t know how you allowed yourself to work for almost 6 hours without a break, but you had.

You grabbed your phone and the screen lit up. You had a few messages from your friends back home and here, but nothing from Henry. He had told you he’d text you and keep you updated on when he would be home, but he hadn't messaged.

You knew he was busy so you didn't message him, and instead turned to make dinner. You opened Apple Music on your phone, and pressed shuffle on your music.

You heard the beginning notes of Habit by Louis Tomlinson begin to play, and began pulling out the materials and ingredients that you’d need to make your favourite dinner.

Your music continued to play, playing the occasional One Direction or 5 Seconds Of Summer song.

You heard another song begin to play, but didn’t recognize it until halfway through the first verse.

“Forget what I said It's not what I meant And I can't take it back I can't unpack the baggage you left”

You knew the song was on your playlist, you had downloaded it when Fine Line came out, but whenever it played it hit you like a ton of bricks.

It had been your go to song when you had broken up with your ex, and you usually only listened to it when you were very upset, even though it was a beautiful song. It was just too hard for you to listen to on a regular day.

You tried to ignore the feeling of sadness that washed over you and continued to make your dinner, until the first lines if the chorus began to play.

“What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around?”

You felt the tears prick your eyes, and you didn't stop them from falling down your cheeks.

All the thoughts of your past relationship came to the surface, and you concentrated on making your dinner because you knew if you didn't, you’d succumb to your emotions and you didn't want that.

You heard a ping on your phone, and wiped your tears to clear your eyes before looking.

Henry had texted you, so you unlocked your phone to look at the message.

‘Hey filming’s running late so I probably won't be home until late, sorry :(’ The message read.

You sighed in relief, you definitely didn't want him seeing you like this.

‘It’s totally okay! I probably wont be awake when you get home anyways, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow :)’ You responded.

He answered immediately. ‘Can’t wait. Have a good night :)’

‘You too,’

You plated your food, and made a plate for Henry too before wrapping it up in Saran Wrap and placing it in the fridge with a note with his name on it.

You ate your food quickly while scrolling through TikTok, and tried to stay happy.

But, as you were cleaning up your dishes, you gave up, and let your emotions take over.

What if I'm down? What if I'm out? What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling

You flopped on the couch, and turned on Spotify on the tv, before picking up the book you were reading for your Ethics class, ‘What We Owe To Each Other’, by T.M. Scanlon.

You heard Ever Since New York come on, and did your best to ignore it, but you soon found your sight become blurry with tears.

You sniffled and blinked them away, attempting to focus for a few more minutes before giving up.

You placed your bookmark in your book, and tossed to beside you, before pulling the blanket your great aunt had knitted for you before you moved around you.

For the second time tonight, you did nothing to stop the tears from falling.

Two Ghosts came on, and you silently cursed Spotify for somehow sensing your mood, not realizing you had clicked on your sad songs playlist.

You said you care And you missed me too

You thought back to your ex, and to why the relationship ended. It had been almost a year now, and you couldn’t seem to be able to move on.

You had known your ex since you were a baby, and had grown up with them. When you turned 18, you started dating. You had dated for two years, and for a year and a half, you were in love, and you thought he was too.

Then, you and your best friend had decided to buy tickets to your hometowns fair that’s held every year, the second weekend of August. So, you had texted him and asked him if he wanted you to buy him a ticket. He said no, and that he had to work, so you didn't buy him a ticket.

Two weeks later, you were walking to the fair, and you got a text from one of your mutual friends, asking if you were coming, to which you said yes.

Then she dropped the bombshell. That your boyfriend was there with another woman.

You weren't angry, you were in disbelief. You texted him and had told him that you two were done, and for him to delete your number.

You blocked it out of your head, and tried to enjoy your day for your best friends sake.

And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you And the coffee's out

Eventually, he found you, and apologized. You accepted, and you got back together. At least until you were eating a funnel cake with him, your mutual friend, and best friend, when he proudly proclaimed that he had slept with the girl he had brought.

You dropped your fork, and you and your best friend immediately stood up before walking away from him.

You managed to make it out of the fair grounds before breaking down.

He didn't love you the way you loved him.

You heard the music change from Harry Styles to Demi Lovato, specifically Skyscraper, and you lost all hope of salvaging your night.

You cried your eyes out, sobs filling the empty room, until you felt drowsy and laid down on the couch.

The last thing you remembered before passing out was how much you wished Henry was home to help you feel better. He was good at that.

At the Beachwood Cafe And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say

Henry entered the house, and heard the music of Maddie and Tae floating through the ground floor from the living room.

He let Kal off the leash, who darted upstairs to go to bed after his long day, and headed into the living room.

On the tv, he saw the title ‘Die From A Broken Heart’ on the tv.

He had heard it before, when you were moving in. You had been on FaceTime with your best friend, and had played the song for the two of you to listen to.

He enjoyed the song, but, decided to shut it off when he saw your sleeping figure draped under the blanket on the couch.

Just before he turned off the tv, he noticed the playlist name, which was ‘god i wanna feel again.’

He knew something was wrong, so he clicked the off button before turning to you, and kneeling down.

He gently turned on the lamp on the table beside the table, ad let out a tiny gasp.

Your eyes and nose were bright red, and it was painfully obvious you had been crying your eyes out.

He pulled the blanket off of you, and lifted you up. He carried you to your room and laid you down gently on the bed, before covering your body with the comforter.

What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around?

He walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. As he reached for the Brita filter to get you a glass of water for the morning, when he noticed the saran wrapped plate with a note on top, his name scrawled in your beautiful hand writing.

He smiled, knowing you had been thinking of him. You had moved in two weeks ago, and he’s already started to fall in love with you. You have treated him with nothing but kindness and love, no matter how you were feeling.

He grabbed the filter, making a mental note to come back and eat the food you had prepped for him.

He grabbed some Tylenol for you in the morning as well, and headed back into your bedroom.

You woke up as Henry entered the room with the cup of water and medicine.

“Henry?” You questioned, as you sat up.

“Hey, it’s me.” he said, giving you a smile as he set the cup and meds down on the bedside table, before taking a seat on the edge of the bed. He ran a hand through your hair, a concerned look on his face. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, and gave him a weak smile. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

Henry gave you a knowing look. “No, you aren’t.” You looked down at your hands in your lap. “What’s going on? I’ve never seen you so upset, Y/N.”

You sighed and explained what had happened, tonight, and in your past relationship.

I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling

By the time you finished explaining, Henry had climbed into the bed, and pulled you into his lap, cradling you against his chest.

“Angel,” He said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “It’ll be okay. I’ll help you through this, okay?”

You nodded, and sniffled, before wrapping your arms around his neck.

He adjusted you, so you were straddling him, and began to rock you back and forth slowly. He pressed a small kiss to your shoulder, and you let out a tiny moan.

He smiled, and did it again before you could say or do anything. You shifted yourself against him, your hips grinding into his, before moaning again. His head fell back against the headboard, and bit back his moans. This was about you, not him.

He laid you on your side, laying on his side too. He lifted your left leg over his hip, and pulled you close to him.

His kisses moved from your shoulder to your neck, causing you to moan, and rock against him harder.

He smiled, and tilted your head up to look at him. He pressed a kiss to your lips, and that's when he let out his first moan, after biting them back.

“Does that feel good?” He mumbled after breaking the kiss.

You nodded your head, and made eye contact with him.

“Y-Yes!”

Henry smiled, and slid his hand over your hip and up your back.

“Do you want me to help make you feel good, baby?”

You nodded, and he brought his hand back down from your back, and up your shirt. He pushed it up, and you unraveled your arms from him to peel off your shirt before wrapping around him again.

What if I'm down? What if I'm out?

He slid his hand to the top of your sweat pants, and pulled them down, your underwear coming with.

Your hands drifted to his shirt, and lifted it up, and off his body.

Less than a minute later, you were both naked, your hands touching him, and his touching you.

“Mmm,” Henry moaned, his head in your neck, hips grinding into yours, and his hands roaming your back. He then ran his right hand over your hips and in between your legs.

His thumb brushed over your clit and you cried out in pleasure.

“H-Henry, more,” You moaned, and he smiled, before slowly sliding a finger inside of you, causing you to buck your hips as fast as you could.

“You’re so turned on, aren't you, my baby?” He whispered in your ear, and all you could do was nod vigorously.

He removed his hand and brought it around his hard cock, pumping it a few times before lining it up at your entrance.

What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling

Henry made eye contact with you once more, and then slowly pushed in.

He wrapped his arms around you again, and pulled you tight against his body. You moved your arms up around his neck and pulled his forehead against yours.

“You okay?” You breathed out, seeing him close his eyes and calm his breathing.

He nodded. “Y-Yeah, I’m fine,” He sniffled, and opened his eyes to look at you, tears brimming on his lower lash lines.

“I just- I’m falling in love with you,” He admitted.

You smiled, and pressed a kiss to his lips, tears brimming in your eyes as well.

“Me too,”

Henry smiled, and moved his right hand from your hip to your face, before moving his hips against yours, thrusting in and out of you.

You moaned, and pressed another kiss to his lips, and gripped his biceps.

“God, you feel so good,” He groaned out into your ear. He pulled you on top of him, before pulling the blanket to keep your naked form warm. “Need you closer,”

Your head fell to his chest, and you began moving your hips.

“W-Wanted this so long,” You whimpered out. Henry nodded, and pushed the hair off your shoulder, before pressing soft kisses to your shoulder and arm.

“Me too, baby, me too.”

And I get the feeling that you'll never need me again

Henry flipped you on your back, and buried his head in your neck again.

You ran your hands up his muscular back, and into his hair, while pressing kisses to his soft skin on his neck.

He began to speed up his thrusts, and his moans became louder.

“’m so close,” He moaned out.

“Oh, fuck, same, baby,” You cried out. Henry lifted his head up to look you in the eyes, his hand travelling in between your legs and thumbing over your clit once more, causing you to squirm violently.

“Such a pretty baby,” He breathed out, as you writhed and cried out underneath him in pure pleasure. “All mine, not his. He didn’t deserve you. You’re way too good for him, my sweet angel.” He said sweetly.

You gripped his biceps, unable to talk.

“Yeah, you're close, aren't you my little girl?”

You nodded vigorously which caused him to move his hand and hips faster.

“This pretty little pussy is all for me, right?” He growled out, as he felt his high approaching.

What am I now? What am I now? What if you're someone I just want around I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling

“My perfect little baby,” He cooed, causing your head to fall back and hit the pillows.

Henry kept going, his thumb speeding up.

“Such a pretty little baby,” he said, and you were thrown over the edge.

You came on Henry, and cried out, his name the only intelligible thing coming out of your mouth.

Henry hit his high seconds after you did, stilling, and filling you impossibly full.

He let you squirm out underneath him, riding out your high.

He dropped forward, and nuzzled his nose into your cheek.

You wrapped your arms around him, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He lifted his head and pressed a sweet kiss onto your lips. You smiled into his kiss, and ran a hand through his sweaty curls.

“I love you,” You said, once you broke away from the kiss.

Henry smiled big, and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

“I love you too, my sweet baby,” He whispered, before pulling you onto his chest and the two of you drifted off to sleep.

What if I'm down? What if I'm out?

The next morning, you woke up to Henry running his hand through your hair, and admiring your features.

You gave him a sleepy smile. “Thank you, Hen.”

He smiled, and gave you a loving kiss. “Anything for you, my angel,” He said, and nuzzled closer to you once more.

What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling...

Links to all music mentioned:

Habit - Louis Tomlinson

Ever Since New York - Harry Styles

Two Ghosts - Harry Styles

Skyscraper - Demi Lovato

Die From A Broken Heart - Maddie and Tae

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The following is an excerpt from A Field Guide to Internet Boyfriends: Meme-Worthy Celebrity Crushes From A to Z (Running Press) by Esther Zuckerman, senior entertainment writer at Thrillist. Opinions expressed are those of the author.

It’s virtually impossible to dig into the history of celebrity crushes without discussing boy bands. Stemming back to the days of the Beatles, boy bands have been crush incubators, known as much for their music as for their ability to pose on posters that hang on teenage bedroom walls. While the modern idea of boy bands existed before the ’90s, the decade turned boy bands into an industry with the likes of Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC eliciting mobs of screaming fans. For the first decade of the 2000s—after the leftovers from the ’90s faded from relevance—it seemed like the era of the boy band was over. And then a couple of lads from England—and one from Ireland—came along.

One Direction was not born organically. Each member of the fivesome auditioned for The X Factor as a solo act. Then Simon Cowell had a genius idea: Individually, they would probably generate some amount of buzz. Together, they would be unstoppable. Cowell was right. One Direction mania jumped across the pond and initiated a new era of boy band worship. This group was different from its ’90s predecessors. They were shaggy and didn’t really dance. But their fans were also different. These were kids raised by the internet, and they expressed their love for Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan as such. Stanning for One Direction involved slash fiction and Tumblr.

But when the time came, One Direction faced an age-old boy band question: What happens when they break up? Who becomes famous? For years, the pinnacle of post–boy band success had always been Justin Timberlake, crying a river all over the radio. (He also found controversy along the way. No, we will never forgive him for throwing Janet Jackson under the bus at the Super Bowl.) But who becomes the Joey Fatone? One thing was always certain: Harry Styles was a goddamn star. Styles had always been the likeliest candidate for post-One D fame. He was the most rambunctious of the group, as at home palling around on talk shows as he was crooning on the stage.

Still, no one could have predicted what he was about to unleash. Styles, on his own, somehow surpassed the prom¬ise of his early career. The individual that emerged was like the love child of David Bowie and Stevie Nicks, all flowing blouses, wide-legged pants, and funky vibes. He occupies a space in between the masculine and the feminine and is an ally without being obnoxious about it.

When he left the womb of One Direction, his goal was to write his own material. The sound that emerged was not Timberlake’s white boy soul or the radio-ready pop of his bandmate Zayn Malik. Instead, it was a throwback hybrid of folk rock and pop—not a complete copy of an era that was not his own, but more indebted to his predecessors than his contemporaries.

The narrative around Harry Styles is that he is a Very Good Boy. It starts with his devotion to his mother, with whom he is reportedly very close. More proof of his sweet¬heart status can be found in the story about how he ended up being a polite houseguest to his friend The Late Late Show with James Corden producer Ben Winston for twenty months. As his star was rising in One Direction, he was crashing with an Orthodox Jewish family. “That period of time, he was living with us in the most mundane suburban situation,” Winston once explained. “No one ever found out, really. Even when we went out for a meal, it’s such a sweet family neighborhood, no one dreamed it was actually him. But he made our house a home. And when he moved out, we were gutted.”

It’s anecdotes like this—revealed in the singer’s first Rolling Stone cover story, written by none other than Almost Famous director Cameron Crowe—that frame Styles as a superstar who is relatively down to earth, a nice person who cares about being good to those around him. I mean, one of the songs on his recent album Fine Line is titled “Treat People with Kindness.” Styles once said: “There are others. People who are successful, and still nice. It’s when you meet the people who are successful and aren’t nice, you think: What’s yer excuse? Cos I’ve met the other sort.”

Styles gives off the impression that if you were to hang out with him you’d probably have a pretty pleasant and slightly wild time. Profiles of Styles tend to include stories about parties on beaches where nudity or clothes swapping is involved. He’s spoken about how doing mushrooms influenced his latest record, Fine Line, and once led him to bite off the tip of his tongue. But even though that detail sounds like it might belong in an outtake from a seedier history of rock ’n’ roll—think: Mötley Crüe—it’s bizarrely wholesome coming from Styles, who has gone out of his way to promote a message of inclusion.

Though he’s publicly only been linked to women, he’s never exactly declared himself straight, either, and has alluded to bisexuality in his lyrics. One time, he declared, “We’re all a little bit gay, aren’t we?” Regardless of how he himself identifies, he’s made it a mission to promote a safe-for-all environment at his shows. On one tour stop, he took note of a girl in the crowd’s sign which declared she was going to come out to her parents because of him. He asked her mom’s name, quieted the room, and shouted, “Tina, she’s gay,” triumphantly. It’s an especially welcome development for someone whose early celebrity was defined by slash fiction with which some of his bandmates were openly uncomfortable.

His style started to evolve with his own fluidity as well. He took to wearing ruffles and low-cut shirts with wide-legged trousers. The effect was circus ringmaster mixed with ’70s Laurel Canyon chic. There’s a cheekiness to the look, evidenced by photo shoots in which he affects like he just told a dirty joke. He has said he dresses this way not because he’s trying to allude to anything, just because he thinks it looks cool. And, the thing is, it does.

Harry Styles may have been made in the confines of the boy band universe, but when he struck out on his own, his message became freedom. He makes the music he wants, wears the clothes he wants, and encourages everyone around him to love who they want—even if that’s just Harry Styles.

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