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Happy Fan Fic Writer Appreciation Day 2021!

In honor of this day, here are the first lines of fics written by just some of my favorite One Direction fan fic writers! I have so many more favorites, but I had to stop somewhere. We are so incredibly lucky to continue to have such talented writers writing fic for our fandom, and I hope you all know how appreciated you are today and everyday! (You can find previous year’s lists and my other recs here.)

༺♥༻ Thank you writers! ༺♥༻

As someone who drunkenly belted out the entire Moana soundtrack on more than one occasion, Louis knew that Liam had a tendency to be a drama queen sometimes.

There was always beauty here; the glint of the metal, the smoothness of the movement, the red rivers of salvation that ran perfectly, vindicating and soothing.

"Please, sit down."

He didn’t mean to slam the door behind them when they walked in the house.

It starts, as most of these things tend to, with him not paying attention.

When Louis got a job working at the gift shop in the Tellurian International Foundation Museum the summer before his senior year of high school, he didn’t think it’d lead to anything other than a small paycheck and free visits to the museum for his family.

My Dearest Omega, I hope this letter finds you well.

They call the largest room in the mansion The Danger Room without a shred of irony.

Louis is happy for his friends.

It’s laughable how this has become a habit.

The first thing Harry notices after the funeral is the silence.

The pouring rain splashed over Harry’s leather shoes as he rushed from his flat to the nearest Tube station, tightening the collar of his coat with his free hand as a gust of wind wrestled with his umbrella, rendering it useless.

Zayn is riding his bike, and he hates it.

Louis doesn’t belong here.

It all started with a text.

“What about him?” Nick tipped his nearly-empty gin cocktail in the direction of a muscled blond fellow looking at an oversized painting of a photorealistic cowboy on an a crudely drawn boat.

Harry puts the last of the things he thinks he might need for the drive on the passenger’s seat of the car, and slams the door.

One foot was barely out the door when Louis groaned and spun on his heels back to grab his umbrella from where it rested in the bucket beside the door.

When Harry Styles went to culinary school in France, he had dreams of living like he was plopped down in the middle of Chocolat.

Liam hadn’t truly expected to find more than the thinnest thread of truth to the myriad rumors he’d heard over the past decade.

Mr. Clark wasn’t even looking when he selected a folder at random from the thick stack on his desk and handed it to Shawn.

Harry squeezed his eyes shut as he pushed his unfinished bowl of cereal away from him.

"How the fuck am I gonna make money if I can't work?" Louis demanded, pacing to and fro in front of his laptop, his sister's face filling the screen as they FaceTimed.

The moment he walks inside, Louis shoulders off his blue plaid jacket and pulls his hat off, shoving them both underneath his arm as he makes it over to the bar.

Harry watches from the living room window as the van from Burges’ Flowers stops at the kerb.

No matter the time of day or night or how kind the nurses are, for the past forty-eight hours, Louis has had a sense of dread each time he hears his hospital door creak open.

From the moment Greg had met the One Direction lads, he’d known they had something special.

My dearest acquaintance and friend Christopher, I hope this letter finds you well.

There are a few moments which Louis can confidently say have defined his life; running onto the field as a kid for his first footie match and feeling the pitch beneath his boots, his twelfth birthday when he got his first microscope, the first time he kissed a boy, finishing university, and publishing his first paper.

Harry’s on his way to the restaurant, ignoring the voice in his head that’s telling him to call and cancel this date.

Thank you to all the wonderful writers in our fandom! Here are the writers represented in these lines:

@nauticalleeds @lightwoodsmagic @greenfeelings @taggiecb @magicalrocketships @kingsofeverything @sadaveniren @helloamhere @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed @bottomlinsons @mediawhorefics @scrunchyharry @quelsentiment @crinkle-eyed-boo @disgruntledkittenface @louandhazaf @phd-mama @jaerie @becomeawendybird @laynefaire @a-brighter-yellow @2tiedships2 @reminiscingintherain @gaycousinlarry @fallinglikethis @all-these-larrythings @lululawrence @londonfoginacup @jacaranda-bloom @absoloutenonsense

#aug 21 2021 #fic rec #1dsource #trackinghappily #trackinghome #tracksintheam #well i really should have scheduled this because it just now dawned on me in the last six min of this day #that today was the day to post this a;sdlfkdsa

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