🐨🦠 One Band One Dream One Direction

Harry Styles for LWT: In Every Color

read the fic here!

sunday snip ✂️

I was tagged by @blueskiesrry for a snippet. This is from my wip, which is in edits and should be yours in a couple of weeks 👀

Louis’ hands went back into the chest and came out with the slinky top he’d been wearing when they first kissed. It moved through his hands like water, so light it would have slipped through if he hadn’t tightened his hold.  “I was wearing that when-" “I remember,” Louis whispered. He pressed it to his nose, but it couldn’t smell like anything other than the cedar of the hope chest. A zip ran through his chest that in a room ensconced with Harry’s scent, he still held that to his face to chase the memory. That it was as sweet to him as it was to Harry. “That was years ago,” Louis said, looking up at him. “Well, yeah,” Harry said, smiling lightly. “But it was important to me.”  Louis’ eyes stayed on him, intense and bright blue. Like the sky opening up right in front of him. When he looked back to the chest, Harry missed the sight of them. 

no pressure tag to @28goldens @wishingforloushair @lululawrence @red-pandaaa @alwaysxlarrie

@harruandlou @larry-hiatus @1dlibrary

snippet time!!

@babyhoneyheslt tagged me to post a snippet so here's the debut of what has been lovingly referred to as abe lincoln au (it's uh complicated?). anyway, enjoy my lovely idiots

Louis gets Harry settled in the bath, bubbles littering the surface with lavender and eucalyptus filling the bathroom in a haze. Harry wonders briefly where Louis would’ve gotten bath supplies. Once Harry has let his eyes slip shut again in the midst of the warm water, Louis slips out of the room, returning not long later with a stool and a book. “What are you doing?” Harry asks, head tilting lazily to the side. Sitting down on the stool with a shrug, Louis says, “Thought I’d read to you.” Harry can’t make out what the book is, eyes too heavy, head still sitting in a lingering fog from his orgasm, from being so utterly consumed by Louis. Huffing a soft laugh, he lets his head loll back against the wall. “Lincoln was largely self-educated. His schooling mostly came from traveling school teachers and included two stints in Kentucky where he first learned to read—” “What is that?” Harry’s eyes pop open. He cranes his neck, attempting to peer at the book. Giving him a disapproving look, Louis shields the pages from view. “A biography on Lincoln.” He shrugs. “Lincoln only attended school sporadically after his family’s move to Indiana due to—” “Why?” Louis looks at him with saturated eyes, a soft frown painting his lips. He breaks their stare, his thumb fidgeting with the corner of the page. Shoulders dipping forward, he appears suddenly self-conscious. “I don’t know. I bought it after we talked about him that one time. Thought it’d be interesting.” Searching Louis’ features, Harry bites his lip to keep it from wobbling. He feels overcome with emotion, with the need to pull Louis as close as possible, but he swallows it down. “Well—” he takes a deep breath— “well does it say he was gay?” He sinks further into the bath, his chin dipping into the bubbles while he hides a secret grin. A slow smile spreads across Louis’ face when he peers at him again. “When did he meet… what’s his name?” “Joshua Speed,” Harry murmurs softly. “Yeah.” Louis flips through the pages of his book

i will taaaag @harruandlou @petitommo and @larry-hiatus (no pressure ofc) <3

Sunday Snippets

✈️✈️✈️ just something I am working on!

Tagging (but no pressure): @cc-horan28 @bittersweetsin @blueskiesrry @wishingforloushair

HIS FCJKIGN COLLLARBONES I–!!! DEATH WOULD HURT LESS

“if u ask me for a fuckin nacho imma fuckin stab u wit the fuckin nacho”

YOU, IN EVERY COLOR | 38k | E

But then he thinks of the soft curves and sharp angles he had imagined when he first drew up the sketches for the collection, the specific green of fabric he had picked with the thought of how they’d saturate green eyes, the glossy silks and soft velvets he had once pictured sitting delicately against milky skin. “We’re drunk,” Louis decides on a sigh. “We shouldn’t make any drastic decisions now.”

in which fashion designer louis and his model boyfriend harry have vowed to never work together again, but with the show for louis’ first solo line on the horizon, they decide to give it another shot.

YOU, IN EVERY COLOR - OUT TOMORROW (4/26)

MEET HARRY

subscribe here!

@larry-hiatus tagged me to do some out of context WIP notes so i fielded through about 900 comments to find a few from fashion au (which comes out TOMORROW) editing so enjoy. plus a bonus from @harruandlou bc it still makes me giggle.

i don’t remember who emily tagged so i’ll tag @harruandlou @bittersweetsin @28goldens @shimmeringevil and @lunarheslwt do your worst! (no pressure ofc)

YOU, IN EVERY COLOR - OUT THIS FRIDAY (4/26)

MEET LOUIS

subscribe here!

YOU, IN EVERY COLOR (37k)

in which fashion designer louis and his model bf harry have vowed to never work together again, but with the show for louis’ first solo line on the horizon, they decide to give it another shot

OUT THIS FRIDAY :’)

subscribe here to be notified

SIGN UPS ARE OPEN!

Sign ups for the Top Harry Fic Fest are open now!

Visit the link below to view the submitted prompts and to fill out the sign up form. You may also sign up with your own prompt. Prompts are first come first serve! Please be sure to read the rules before filling out the form. Sign ups close April 20th.

You will receive an email confirming your prompt and place in the fest within 48 hours of your completion of this form. If you do not receive an email in that time, please reach out to the mods.

SIGN UP FORM

ACCEPTED PROMPTS

As always, please feel free to reach out to the mods with questions!

@lunarheslwt tagged me to post a snippet so long ago but i’ve been gone so here’s a little NSFW snippet from fashion au featuring Bar Rescue sex lmao

His mouth falls open as he does, and Louis can’t help but reach out and touch him, letting his hands skate over his thighs, up his hips, under his shirt and across his chest, before making his way back down again. “Who knew Jon Taffer got you so hot?” he quips when Harry is halfway seated on his cock. Harry huffs out something bordering on a laugh and an exasperated sigh. “God, do you ever shut the fuck up?” He blinks his eyes open with damp eyelashes, his words holding little bite. Louis smirks around a laugh and bucks his hips up, using the grasp he has on Harry’s waist to pull him down on his cock until they’re flush together. Harry releases a jumble of curses. He topples forward, steadying himself with firm hands on Louis’ chest, rocking back and forth. His eyes fall shut, head tipping back. “Ohh, Jon Taffer,” he moans, his dimples giving him away immediately as he’s unable to mask his smugness. Louis releases a breathy snicker, pinching Harry’s thigh until he screeches. He maneuvers Harry’s long legs, planting his feet on the sofa. “Get on with it, you sicko,” he groans, thrusting up in small jolts.

of course no pressure but i’ll tag @28goldens and @bittersweetsin

Teaser Thursday (or whatever it's meant to be)

I was tagged by the lovely @allwaswell16 and @itsnotreal soooo here's an nsfw snippet from my watersports fic!

“Keep still, Harry.”

“I’m trying.”

The words he had huffed out in frustration had him blanching as soon as they left his lips, and he looked at Louis with wide eyes, noting the firm set to his jaw. Involuntarily, it made his dick twitch.

“Are you, pet?”

Harry swallowed, throat eerily dry.

“Because you’re drawing attention to yourself.” He wasn’t. He knew he wasn’t. Yet the mere suggestion of it was enough to make him flush all over. He couldn’t say anything, head reeling at the idea of people around him observing him in all his wanton restlessness.

Louis raised a brow at him sharply. “Perhaps, that’s what you’re hoping for, hmm?”

Harry bit his lip, wrapping his legs around each other, Louis’ silken words bringing both his arousal and desperation even more to the forefront.

“Do you wish people would know why you can’t sit still? Do you like the idea of having all eyes on you as you try not to piss yourself, hmm?”

Harry groaned weakly, one of his own hands covering Louis’, affected, as he got out a shaky, “N-no.”

Louis hummed. “So you say…but,” he trailed off, inching his hand up Harry’s thigh and making his breath hitch, “your body tells me different.”

Uhmmm idk who's done it so far but tagging: @larry-hiatus @blueskiesrry @beelou @harruandlou

can you draw something with Louis in jeans/Jean shorts please?

for u anon, ofc