June 2013
12 posts
I went to see “Behind the Candelabra” that film about Liberace and it had non-graphic gay sex in it and my mum was trying to cover my eyes and I was just thinking “if only you knew what I read online”-Cait
Miserable at Best
So for some odd reason, I just had to write a part 2 to ‘Elation into Misery’! Believe it or not, I woke up in the middle of the night with this strong urge to write and the next thing I know, I have 2/3 of the story written out on my notes on my iPhone. I hope you lovelies enjoy this as much as I did writing it!!
There will be a part 3 ;)
Word count: 3783
Louis was miserable. Every day seemed to blur into the next. The boy had given up to be frank. Without Harry, his life was at a standstill. Without Harry there was no Louis. Without Harry there was not a clear day. Louis felt like there was no reason to live anymore. Harry was out there somewhere broken and ruined; broken and ruined because Louis let him walk out. Frankly, living without Harry was pure torture . The Doncaster boy had spent the last four months searching high and low for his boyfriend. He hoped that’s what they still were. He knew the moment his Hazza walked out that door, that he’d never be forgiven. He promised the younger lad he’d always be there; keep him wrapped up in his strong arms and never let him ago. Louis broke his promise and the twenty year old had never felt so cold and alone in his life. He was going to do everything in his power to get his Hazza back. Even if it meant groveling at his feet until the younger lad agreed to come home.
Misery's Over
Part 3 of ‘Elation into Misery’! I thought this one was pretty adorable and I just couldn’t resist! I hope you lovelies enjoy it to! I apologize for the lack of updates as well. Something happened on Monday and I hadn’t been able to get to a computer to update =/
Word count: 2399
Harry peeked over both of shoulders making sure Louis was nowhere in sight before he grabbed the handle to the closed door he had been restricted from since he came home two months ago. The pregnant boy thought he was in the clear until he heard someone clear their throat from behind, nearly startling the boy.
Summary: Harry is in love with Louis, who is getting married to Eleanor and nobody is really happy.
“Zayn, where the fuck is Harry?” Louis asked, grabbing on to Zayn’s arm and trying not to stumble, because he was far more drunk than he should be, even if it was his bachelor party. “My best man can’t be as drunk as I am. Not allowed.”
"Well, the kids are asleep." // Larry Stylinson
“Well the kids are asleep.” Harry said softly, walking into the office room of the house. He walked over to Louis and sat his hands on the older male’s shoulder’s, rubbing them slowly. “You’re really tense. What’s got you stressed, m’love?” He asked softly, bending and kissing from Louis’ shoulder to his ear, sighing softly. Harry took a step back from Louis and turned the chair around, sliding into his husband’s lap. He reached up and took off the black rimmed glasses that surrounded his favourite shade of blues before speaking again. “You look upset. What’s wrong?” He asked once more.
May 2013
10 posts
No one loves you like I do
Title: No one loves you likeI do (It doesn’t really say anything about the one shot though)
Rating: NC/17
Warnings:
THIS IS GAY SMUT GUYZZ IF YOU DONT LIKE DONT READ! angst, fluff, happy ending, rimming, fingering, anal, Louis!top, Harry!bottom, AU
Word count: 2’450+
Its my first smut so I hope you like it. You can always follow me for more. Enjoy!
“Who the fuck drunk all the milk?” Louis snapped and glared angrily at Harry, who sat on the couch trying to make him self as small as possible. He was about to answer an mumble a quick and quiet sorry, as he heard something break in hundred pieces. He turned around and looked shocked at his boyfriend, who threw the glass bowl on the ground. To be honest, Harry was scared as fuck. Louis never was like this but in the past few days he was angry all the time and he never had time for Harry. He just screamed at him or told him what he did wrong all the time. When Louis would be out working, what was almost the whole day lately, Harry sat in the bathroom and cried. He loved Louis so much. The sweet and caring Louis. Not the angry and mean Louis. Louis must be angry because of him, he told himself all the time. So he tried to be good all the time. He cooked Louis favorite dinner but Louis just ate in silence and went to their room and fell asleep. When Louis was watching TV, Harry snook off to their room and put his tightest jeans on and the shirt he knew Louis loved so much. He ran back into the living room and sat next to Louis, who was looking concentrated on the telly, he didn’t even look up as Harry walked by. So started coming closer to Louis and started sucking a hickey in his neck but before he could form the mark, Louis pushed him away and looked at him “Harry I’m trying to watch the news and by the way why did you dress like some slut?”
i don’t think anybody is ready for this masterpost. i might die in the process BUT HERE WE GO
