❝it's a garden that grows in my heart and my head, except most of the flowers are already dead. and though i accept that loving takes time, i thought you should know that i'm yours and you're mine.❞ (or: harry is a psychic with absolutely no filter, and when he meets louis for the first time, he casually informs him that they're going to fall madly in love with each other) [January 2021-December 2021] word count: ~70,000 words trigger warnings: minor violence, harassment

the sequel to 𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯, in which life in the woods brings more dangers than the boys could have ever imagined. a surprising new rival might force them to stop running and face their pasts. (or: harry learns to embrace his magic, and louis can't protect him every step of the way.) [January 2021-March 2022] word count: 90,000 words trigger warnings: violence, mild gore, references to abuse, smut

maybe all isn't fair in love and war, especially for a werewolf-witch hybrid like harry. his overwhelming feelings for louis might just show him that fate always finds a way. (or: harry is an omega and half-witch, and louis is destined to be his overly-protective alpha) [December 2020-January 2021] word count: 88,000 words trigger warnings: violence, mild gore, abuse, attempted rape, smut

harry doesn't know what to expect when louis moves into the apartment beside his, but he definitely didn't expect hallway kisses and mysterious packages and enough love to finally ease his tortured mind. (or: harry just wants to make everyone else happy, and louis shows him that it's okay to let someone take care of him for a change.) [December 2020-May 2021] word count: 165,000 words trigger warnings: trauma, mentions of rape, references to domestic abuse (physical and emotional), mild disordered eating, minor violence, smut

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

Loving Harry was as easy as breathing. Until Harry's lungs slowly started to fail. Trigger Warnings: -Major illnesses/disorders and other unpleasant medical things, unidentified disease, sadness, and so on. - Unhappy ending (Please don't even start reading it if you don't like sad books or sad endings, I promise you it's not a happy story and I don't want to upset anyone).

On your 10th birthday, the first words your soulmate speaks to you appear somewhere on your skin. Louis didn't really care. Harry loved love. Louis and Harry were soulmates. The only problem? Louis didn't realize. An awkward dining hall encounter leads Louis to believe Eleanor is his soulmate. When he crashed into Harry on the way out he's too trapped in his own world to notice the boy's first word to him. Louis wants nothing more than to befriend Harry, but doesn't know why. Harry wants Louis to realize his mistake but doesn't want to rush him. Will Louis ever realize that his new best friend doubles as his soulmate?

I wrote this when I was like 15 so it's awful and horribly inaccurate regarding lots of stuff and the characters are really, really annoying. If it didn't have so many reads and votes and that I would delete it. PLEASE, if you want something with better writing and still full of angst, look at my other fics instead (Tempest is my fav) // Harry is upset, he just wants someone to care about him but he keeps pushing everyone away. Despite being packed tightly in a tour bus with the rest of the band, he still manages to avoid them. The boys begin to worry, Louis especially. // PSSST, i think my other stories are better! May 2020-July 2020

LARRY SMUT NONE OF THESE ARE MY WORKS Just a collection of random larry smut one-shots I liked ⚠Lots of kinks ⚠Mainly Top/Dom Louis ⚠No fooking kink shaming will be tolerated ⚠Read the tags given before each chapter ⚠If you don't like it don't read it ⚠the cover is made by @FuckYouAreTight thank you for making this for me

" Everytime you hurt me the less that I cry" flashback* " shut the fuck up harry! I do what the fuck I want. shit! your such a pesky Bitch about everything" I store at him eyes wide and glossy with tears that didn't spill over. I'm used to it. *end* " Everytime you leave me the quicker these tears dry" flashback* "I can't fucking do this. get out my face" Louis said with cold eyes. he put a hand around the brunette girls small waist and walked away leaving me with an aching heart and dried out tears leaving a path of salty rivers. *end* " and Everytime you walk out the less I love you" flashback* I stood there flinching at the sound of the door slamming into it's place. he left. I bit my lip to suppress the sob threatening to come out. I sighed deeply my head down facing the floor my arms wrapped tightly around myself as I walked to the couch sitting there. starting at the door and waiting. waiting for him to come back. something told me he wouldn't. *end* " we don't stand a chance it's sad but it's true* flashback* I'm leaving him im done. I can't keep letting him play me and hurt me. I know I deserve better... don't I? a tear slipped out my eye as I packed my last bag. i though about it. I've got ten years in this. so if I leave then it's it. But im so through being mistreated. I tensed feeling a presence behind me. slowly I turned to face him. " h-harry? we're are you going." his voice sounded so small and vulnerable. i ached to reach out to him and pull him into a tight hug. but I didn't. I couldn't. " I...i-i can't any more l-lou. I need to leave this isn't good for us." he bit his trembling lip. " please? baby I love you. you can't leave me I need you haz.." the nickname really hit home. I sobbed putting a hand over my mouth to stop them but it was useless. hesitantly I wrapped my arms around his neck his around my waist and we cried clinging to each other. and I knew. I wasn't going anywhere. fuck. im hopeless. *end*