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A Truth Universally Acknowledged by bbhplsruinme
Fandoms: TOMORROW X TOGETHER | TXT (Korea Band)
23 Apr 2024
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It is a truth universally acknowledged that if you are Choi Yeonjun then you are the it boy. The top dog on campus.
So then why was he being rejected by miserable nobody Choi Soobin?
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02 Feb 2024
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push the door (i'm home at last) by cuddlefishh
Fandoms: TOMORROW X TOGETHER | TXT (Korea Band)
25 Dec 2022
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soobin gives him a dimpled grin, blindingly bright, and yeonjun has to fight the urge to slam his head into the wall.
(or: the last thing yeonjun wants is an alpha. obviously, the universe has other plans.)
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When the dust settles (Will we be alright?) by mercurial-madhouse (writing_practice) for isolated
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
04 Jun 2021
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Full fic begins posting 9/30/22!
Harry closes the distance between them until the inebriating scent from the newly-presented omega nearly overwhelms him. Learning to balance both genders with their pheromones yet to settle, those who’ve just presented have the strongest scents.
In this world, Louis’ scent is a death sentence. They both know they’re racing fate, luck, and time now.---
A ficlet in honor of the brilliant prompt: Male omegas are practically extinct. Most were eradicated due to their magical abilities, leading alphas to fear and envy them and declare civil war. A few hundred years have passed. Louis is a late bloomer, waiting to present as a beta… things don’t go as planned.
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- Part 1 of When the Dust Settles
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For Harry's upcoming album release, his team dreams of hiring him a PA to help assist with the burden that comes with a launch. Louis Tomlinson is a highly sought-after PA who's worked with many A-listers.
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Three Days in February by mercurial-madhouse (writing_practice)
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
08 Oct 2020
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“What if I don’t remember in time?” Louis pushed out a breath too controlled to be steady. “We’re six days away from tour and we’ve got the Brits on Tuesday. What if I can’t figure this out before then? Fuck, what if I actually did ask for this and now I’m going to…to…shit…just fuck it all up for you lads or be stuck like this for-…”
Harry uncurled both of Louis’s hands from the fists they’d turned into and pressed them flat against his chest, silently urging Louis to take comfort the best way Harry could give it to him. “You really think we care more about tour than you? You’re going to remember before then. If you asked for this, you must’ve had a good reason.”
How close is too close? Harry and Louis are about to find out after a drunken night leaves Louis cursed. With only a week before tour starts, the race is on to fix things before they lose Louis forever. Oh, and Harry has to keep his long-time crush on Louis a secret while the lad can literally hear his thoughts. Easy, right?Featuring ridiculous amounts of banter and angst, a healthy dose of OT5 friendship, and one very magical weekend.
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- Part 1 of Three Days in February
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09 Oct 2020
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Louis is the only omega to ever make it in the cut-throat world of competitive motorcycle racing—that is, he would be if anyone actually knew about his identity. Now, his sights are set towards competing in—and winning—the European Grand Prix, the biggest and most difficult race of the entire year, so he can disappear underground for good. He’s close enough, too, until an alpha sports journalist is assigned to follow Louis’s every move as he prepares for the event of his career.
Or, an AU where motorcycle racing is the biggest sport in a heavily divided world, Louis is trying to take control of his own destiny, and Harry is in for more than he bargained for.
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05 Oct 2020
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“Thank you,” Geoff says, taking a sip of his tea. “What did you tell him?”
Louis has a sip as well, lets the tea burn down his throat too quickly, too hot, and he feels it all the way down to his stomach. “The truth. Essentially,” he replies after a moment, licking his lips, relishing the slightly bitter taste of the brew that’s never quite strong enough for Louis’ liking. At least it’s not decaf. “That my dog scented it. That I didn’t touch the body. That I came here first thing.”
Geoff nods pensively. “Did he believe you?”
“Probably not. There’s only so many people who can drown on dry land before it gets fishy.”
or: Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.
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02 Oct 2020
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Dear Niall,
I was glad to have the chance to talk with you again at the AHA conference. Your idea that the Musee D’Orsay Tomlinson painting is in fact not a self-portrait is an intriguing one, and I may have discovered something that will have a bearing on that theory.
Some background: as you may remember, I’ve been researching for a book I’m writing about Harry Styles. I’ve been in communication with Styles’ last living descendant, who is in possession of a trunk that her family believed to have belonged to Styles himself. It held some personal items she presumes to be his, including two unmounted paintings and a small collection of letters.
Upon spending the last few days in Provins studying these items, I believe there to be a connection between Tomlinson and Styles, and I would very much like your opinion.
Are you up for a trip to France?
Sincerely,
Liam PayneWhere Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.
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08 Jul 2018
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“Glad to see you haven’t sold out,” Harry murmurs. He’s leaned up against the lockers, body long and sweeping. Louis grabs a notebook from the top shelf and slams his locker shut.
His smile is small, wry. “We all sell out in different ways.”
“Have I?”
Harry’s hair is getting longer—brown curls falling into his face. For what feels like ages, Louis traces each of his features in his mind, the way Harry’s grown into his nose, the reddening of his lips that always makes it look like he’s just bitten into strawberries.
The last piece they played together before Harry quit was Frances Lai’s Love Story, and—and nothing. If anything came of it, it allowed Louis to believe in coincidence, in the random events of the universe, in the reality that there was no point to any event. No meaning, unless he assigned it meaning.
Louis readjusts the cigarette behind his ear. “Of course not, Styles. Once a golden boy, always a golden boy.”
[high school au where labels are a Thing only sometimes and people talk]
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19 Jun 2018
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“That’s weird,” Harry straightens, childhood tar-thick in his chest. “I would think most people try to forget.”
“I think people make memories into ghosts,” he fixes his hair, at home in his bones, unaware, like he isn’t casting spells by licking his lips. “I think it’s easier that way, to put the blame somewhere else. But we’re our own ghosts,” Louis looks up at him, a storm gathering in his pupil. “We haunt ourselves.”
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18 Jun 2018
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Harry moves to the front door accompanied by insistent lightning flashes. He acknowledges it could also be a murderer on the other side and that he will likely be dead in five minutes.
It should stop him. It doesn’t.
Harry decides not to waste another second and calls through to the other side, “Just a second.” He turns the key in the latch and opens it and—everything around him drops away in one long cloud coming into another cloud.
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16 Jun 2018
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Prompt: Harry is a cliché. Louis is, well, Louis. They share an English course at university
"He thinks of Emerson and cummings and Harry’s dumb poem before he writes down Rondeau’s origination in song, and how poetry has kind of become synonymous with cool. Fucking Harry Styles. It’s his face, probably. "
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22 Apr 2018
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it’s easier in the light, harry thinks—to laugh and joke as louis touches him, as louis presses small kisses to his cheeks and his forehead—but when the sun sinks low behind the horizon and silver shadows of moonlight begin to trickle in through the open windows, harry has to work a bit harder to keep his body still.
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03 Apr 2018
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the one who sinks and the one who soars by queenmcgonagall
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
16 Feb 2013
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Under an Indian sun, there is a golden boy with light in his veins and wings on his feet. He is ruined by the city he loves and in turn ruins a a boy with charcoal on his fingers and weights in his shoes.
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22 Mar 2018
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They walk slow, unhurried, and they talk about everything, the earth and the glaciers and themselves, little bits and pieces. Harry finds himself falling open, caving in like the crevices that run like cold veins from the icy lakes. It feels strange to talk this way. He feels like he should be having this conversation hidden under his covers, whispering in the dark. It feels like the kind of talk that means too much, that means trust and revealing the small things that make up the bigger ones, except they’re both barely blinking an eye.
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AU. Harry is a WWF journalist with big dreams and Louis is a glaciologist that flies helicopters for fun. Greenland is an odd place to spend Christmas, but just maybe, the perfect place to fall headfirst into love.
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16 Mar 2018
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louis’ mouth tastes like nectarines and summer and his fingers are sticky and grimy with dirt, mulch and tiny wood chips clung to the static of his shirt, in his hair, and above him the swing is floating lazily back and forth.
today they’re nine and soon they’ll be ten and he’s got paint on his cheeks and harry is humming nonsense under his breath and painting tiny m birds on his palm. today they’re at the park and things are simple in the way that only children know.
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09 Mar 2018
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As the sun kisses the horizon, one last flash of light before the stars and the moon take over, his phone will brighten in his grasp, Louis’ name appearing on screen, come over or wanna see you or miss your mouth. Harry always lingers on those messages, elbows bruising on the cool metal of the railing by the lookout, watching the water as he thumbs at the side of his phone, lips bitten into his mouth, trying to will away the bubbling in his stomach, the heat that flushes to his neck at the thought of being thought of.
At the thought of Louis thinking of him.
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AU. Harry spends his summer away from the city.
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08 Mar 2018