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"Any allergies or skin conditions?"
"Nope."
"Full name?"
"Harry Edward Styles."
"Age?"
Harry didn’t hesitate for a second. "Nineteen."or
Harry Styles walks into a tattoo parlour for a cover-up, hoping to leave with a little less regret on his skin. Instead, he leaves with an inconvenient crush on an older man. And that is where his real journey with meaningful tattoos begins.
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24 Apr 2026
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“I don’t know! I panicked,” Harry mustered, crossing his arms indignantly. “You saw him, right? I’m not the only one who saw him, am I?”
“Louis. Louis Tomlinson? Louis Tomlinson is your type?” Niall looked like he’d remembered something. “I’ve seen the guys you’ve gone on dates with. Louis is not your type. He can’t be!”
Harry couldn’t help being defensive,“So what? Maybe I don’t have a type, maybe I just…” He faltered for half a second before pushing on, “I’m not even interested, okay? It was one stupid interaction, I’m not sitting here planning a bloody wedding. He was just hot and I panicked.”
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The one where Louis is a weed dealer and Harry doesn't smoke, but he's desperate for Louis to like him back.
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10 Apr 2026
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Harry spends a year traveling the world trying to figure himself out and ends up collecting photographs, strangers’ stories and one relentless homesickness shaped like Louis Tomlinson. Louis stays behind, studying psychology, pretending that the absence of one best friend doesn’t rearrange the flat’s gravity.
When Harry finally returns, everything feels almost the same. The light, the noise, the boys, the unspoken thing between them. Until it isn’t. Until there’s distance where laughter used to live and a thousand words they never learned how to say.
They’ve always been too close. Now it’s dangerous.
(inspired by prompt 113)
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27 Feb 2026
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this story is making me try to understand my life differently. i don’t think i’ve ever read my feelings explained so precisely and in so many ways, too. writer, i cannot belive you just gave us this, for free… thank you a thousand times xxxxxxxxx
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"Did you two have a good time?”
Harry in his bathroom, brushing his teeth with frizzy hair and tired eyes. Harry on the couch cuddled up with Posy, cradling her in the crook of his elbow, humming a soft song. Harry laughing with his friends in a pub on a Friday night, a flower field in his eyes. Harry in his bed tucked under the covers, naked against fresh sheets like a shock of moonlight cutting through a storm.
“Yeah,” he says. “We did.”
or: With Harry in New York finishing up his PhD and Louis in London working as a solicitor, they try to navigate their eight year situationship including almost-daily phone calls, the occasional indulgence of casual phone sex, and endless gossip sessions as the feelings they have for each other get harder to ignore.
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17 Feb 2026
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I Know Better Than To Call You Mine (Ever Again) by onlythegreatest
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
04 Aug 2025
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Louis looks like he could own the world, like he’ll ask Harry to own him right then and there. Like he knows Harry will agree. He would. Louis’ smirk reads smug, he surely knows.
Seeing him like that fuels Harry even more, a smile playing on his lips as he makes the move and wraps both his arms around the other’s shoulders, effectively forcing Louis’ head into his neck.
An invitation.
There’s a line they’ve been careful not to cross the past 9 months. Through the small acts that slowly brought them back to how they were, the laughs and jokes. Through the late night drunk confessions and the near-kisses. Through it all, they didn’t dare come close to that line, let alone cross it.
Or, a story about two people with too little faith in themselves and too much love for each other to stay away. Loosely inspired by Sue me by Audrey Hobert, because fucking your ex is iconic, but sometimes it comes with a little too many consequences.
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08 Feb 2026