Fic; No Good Unless Its Real

fic; no good unless it’s real

“Here,” Harry says, pulling a strap off his shoulder so he can dig his phone out of his bag. “We can get each other’s numbers.”

Louis shakes his head. “I have the practice’s number already,” he tells him. “And my number is definitely on file somewhere.”

Harry pauses, smile quirking a bit as he stares at Louis. The sun is still in his eyes, though, with his sunglasses pushed up onto his head still, so Louis credits his funny face to that.

“I’m trying to give you my number, Louis,” Harry explains around a breathy laugh.

“Oh,” Louis blinks, processing that. He scratches his temple, moves a piece of longer fringe back behind his ear, and then nods. “Okay.”

Or: Louis is a very busy farmer who’s just trying to make it to his next nap and Harry’s the new hot vet that’s determined to infiltrate every area of his life.

Word Count: 17k

here on ao3 ♡

written for the @bottomlouisficfest

i made a solo louie version for whoever that wants to do it 🤲

Snippet Sunday

I have been tagged in a few more of these, so here’s a snippet of my third @bottomlouisficfest fic coming out January 14, 2021. She is my baby! This is unedited, unbetaed, sorry if it sucks or is littered with mistakes :(

Thank you @outropeace, @theisolatedlily, @zannithinks and @mercurial-madhouse for tagging me! Love y’all <3

✰ enjoy!

“I thought you’ve stopped loving him,” Niall breathes out, cutting a piece of pie and throwing it in his mouth. Louis wants to laugh, not because the situation is funny — it really isn’t — but because the reality of it is pathetic. He’s almost afraid to have to say aloud what has really occurred over the last six years — afraid to throw out in the air the bitter truth of his condition. The café is much too sweet, much too appealing and pretty for his failed love life. But he needs to spit it out lest it’d start clogging up his throat until he’s choking, unable to breath.

“I never stopped loving him,” he finally admits, ignoring the way Niall’s eyes widen.

“But I thought—,” he frowns, putting the spoon down, the thing clicking against the plate. “Louis, six years?”

The words he says next are his hamartia. They’re the hands on his back, pushing him off a cliff. They’re the knife on the table that slowly calls out for him. 

“I didn’t spend the last six years trying to unlove him,” the words slide out of his mouth, coils around his neck like a snake, squeezes tight, cuts the flow of his breathing. He licks his lips. “But trying to detach my omega from my feelings, so that one day I might welcome someone else.”

And he failed. He failed spectacularly. All it took was for the tall, curly-haired, green-eyed alpha to round the corner of Pick-a-Book for his entire world to fall off its axis. For it to stop rotating and dive into a darkness that can’t be pushed away with light — because there’s no light anymore. Harry’s always been it for him; the other half of his heart, the missing piece of his soul, the reason for his pain, for his laughter, for his tears; Harry’s been everything to him since day one. Despite the hurt and sorrow the alpha caused, the love Harry would give him in the dead of the night all those years ago, the soft brush of the alpha’s lips against his forehead; or the cup of tea infused with love he’d prepare in the morning… These are the memories his brain has tried to lock away in a glossy box; but his omega, the deepest part of his being, has latched onto them and only needed a push to fully get wrapped by them until reason is a faceless stranger.

Seeing Harry was it for him. The fatal strike. The thread that would connect his feelings to his omega until his entire body is aching with the need to be with the alpha. 

He loves Harry. And he hates it.

He positively loathes it because he knows it isn’t reciprocated.

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I’ll tag @soldouthaz, @falsegoodnight, @quelquesetoiles, @evilovesyou, @defencelesst, @raspberryoatss, @mugglemirror with hope you haven’t done it already, or hoping you have masterpieces to share with us! ofc no pressure!!!

Met One Direction. 

I haven’t been in this fandom long enough to be meeting them and I feel bad for the fans that have been in this fandom longer actually. 

But when we met them Harry goes “How are you ladies today?” because it was me, Zizzy, Squishi, Mariah, Lynn, and Leche. Louis points to me and goes “That one’s not a lady.“ 

Congratulations Louis. First person that’s actually caught that upon meeting me. 

He did however make sure to ask if I identified as one, which I thought was really sweet of him to be concerned about offending me or anyone else for that matter like that, and I assured him that I do in fact identify as male. That made my day though. Well done, Louis.

I was tagged by… @heriz ^^; ( I reeeally wanna do this) Thank you for tagging me!

RULES: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome work.

My totoro postcard

This teach me to be careful when using brush 🙈

Drawing for Louis' 29th birthday

This was actually my first drawing for larry fandom 🙈. I didn't have enough time for drawing when I still have a job. I really thank you for everyone who likes, reblogs and gives their appreciation to my drawing! It means a lot for me!

Black and white Louis

I love how it turns out to be this good (at least for me 🙈). This was my first time to try different style! Also louis was so good! I love this drawing soo much!

Gorgeous louis

Louis is sooo gorgeous! I feel attacked everytime I drew him! With his fierce blue eyes, soft hair, amazing jawline, his skin, his thin lips! Everything about him! 🙈 Hope my art can visualise how i feel about him! I really adore him soo much!

This gentleman Louis

This my favorite pict of him. How he looks like a gentleman (or businessman maybe(?)) Waiting for his spouse (husband) to show up late for their private dinner after working overtime 🙈. I needed to put so much layer for coloring but it turns out to be this good! 🙈

Rin (@heriz) says 5ish but maybe I want to add one more post. Hope it's okay 🙈

My advertisement poster

I've never thought I would open commissions because I don't have any art background. It's purely just my hobby. I still can't believe I can drew those cute little poster. So it really is my big achievement for my art 🥺. Of course this happens with the help of many such as @lornasaurusrex, @twopoppies,@theystudyrainbows, @lapollypocket-detianguis,@aliensyndrome,@28nachos,@aimhlwt28,@nympholouis,@mehteroda,@ificouldflymp3,@too-old-for-this-ship , for give me some advice and always reblog my art! Of course you too @heriz! Rin's art is so cute! I love her "how harry got white hair in Halloween" much! I'm still learning to draw chibi art like Rin, or 3D art like Daniela. Hope I can draw more!

Sorry if this is too long 🙈!

I will tag @aimhlwt28 @twopoppies @lapollypocket-detianguis @rosketch @siredcrab @stuckyandlarrystuff @zucchini-zest @whatagreatproblemtohave @brickredtoe! 🤩

those who from the Pit of Hell, roam to seek their prey on earth, a semi-visual fanfic by tomlinvelvet (17k)

1889. Louis Tomlinson is a student at the prestigious Harrow School for Boys, nurturing his passion for forensic medicine under the care of a particularly mysterious and dark teacher, Harry Styles, who has set his main focus on a series of gruesome murders, all of them reflecting the year 1888, when Jack the Ripper went rampant in the poor streets of Whitechapel.

happy halloween!

RUSSIAN TRANSLATION