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We’ve always said three’s a good number.
The anniversary of the day we chose each other is May 31st.
Harry, Louis, Poppy, Charlie, and Max.
I want it to be us in the end.
(Babes in Boyland, Chapter May)
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(in the hopes of a new Babes chapter coming soon, a recent quote)
The anniversary of the day we chose each other is May 31st.
Harry, Louis, Poppy, Charlie, and Max.
I want it to be us in the end.
(Babes in Boyland, Chapter May)
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(in the hopes of a new Babes chapter coming soon, a recent quote)
“Baby,” Louis tries to pull him close, but Harry squirms away.
“No, don’t say baby like that. D’you want me to die?”
“I promise I don’t.” He kisses a line down Harry’s back. “Baby.”
Harry giggles. “I hate you.”
“You don’t at all.”
“No,” he sighs. “I don’t at all.”
“No, don’t say baby like that. D’you want me to die?”
“I promise I don’t.” He kisses a line down Harry’s back. “Baby.”
Harry giggles. “I hate you.”
“You don’t at all.”
“No,” he sighs. “I don’t at all.”
December 6, 2025 at 3:25 PM
“Baby,” Louis tries to pull him close, but Harry squirms away.
“No, don’t say baby like that. D’you want me to die?”
“I promise I don’t.” He kisses a line down Harry’s back. “Baby.”
Harry giggles. “I hate you.”
“You don’t at all.”
“No,” he sighs. “I don’t at all.”
“No, don’t say baby like that. D’you want me to die?”
“I promise I don’t.” He kisses a line down Harry’s back. “Baby.”
Harry giggles. “I hate you.”
“You don’t at all.”
“No,” he sighs. “I don’t at all.”
“You know,” Harry says at last, “I didn’t want to tell Karen about us because I worried she’d treat you in some way that’d make you feel like less. And here she’s managed to do it anyway. I hate that. You aren’t less, you know. You’re—” His voice breaks off for a moment, and when it comes back,
December 5, 2025 at 3:26 PM
“You know,” Harry says at last, “I didn’t want to tell Karen about us because I worried she’d treat you in some way that’d make you feel like less. And here she’s managed to do it anyway. I hate that. You aren’t less, you know. You’re—” His voice breaks off for a moment, and when it comes back,
„[…]Tell me a Louis thing.”
“I…” Louis lifts his head and meets Harry’s gaze. And he’s so sure. God, he’s so ready. “I’m going to love you forever. Okay?”
And Harry beams. Leans forward and kisses him. Gives a little nod of his head. “Yeah, Lou. Okay.”
“I…” Louis lifts his head and meets Harry’s gaze. And he’s so sure. God, he’s so ready. “I’m going to love you forever. Okay?”
And Harry beams. Leans forward and kisses him. Gives a little nod of his head. “Yeah, Lou. Okay.”
December 4, 2025 at 6:52 PM
„[…]Tell me a Louis thing.”
“I…” Louis lifts his head and meets Harry’s gaze. And he’s so sure. God, he’s so ready. “I’m going to love you forever. Okay?”
And Harry beams. Leans forward and kisses him. Gives a little nod of his head. “Yeah, Lou. Okay.”
“I…” Louis lifts his head and meets Harry’s gaze. And he’s so sure. God, he’s so ready. “I’m going to love you forever. Okay?”
And Harry beams. Leans forward and kisses him. Gives a little nod of his head. “Yeah, Lou. Okay.”
Some days I just like to watch Harry's X factor audition and whisper "you're gonna win so many grammys" like I am some witch who knows the future 😂😍😂
December 4, 2025 at 6:29 PM
Some days I just like to watch Harry's X factor audition and whisper "you're gonna win so many grammys" like I am some witch who knows the future 😂😍😂
If there were a fanfiction wrapped my top one would definitely be mates/babes. I often just read a snippet for comfort 💛 What would yours be?
December 4, 2025 at 2:48 PM
If there were a fanfiction wrapped my top one would definitely be mates/babes. I often just read a snippet for comfort 💛 What would yours be?
since it's spotify wrapped day it's time for my favourite game - send me a number from 1-100 and I'll share that song from my top songs of 2025 playlist!
December 3, 2025 at 5:20 PM
since it's spotify wrapped day it's time for my favourite game - send me a number from 1-100 and I'll share that song from my top songs of 2025 playlist!
“Are you a friend of Louis’ then?” Sheila asks.
“Harry’s my boyfriend,” Louis fills in before Harry can answer.
“Oh, a boyfriend,” Sheila nods. “I guess because Marc’s always saying how you’re so independently minded… I didn’t think—”
“Harry’s my boyfriend,” Louis fills in before Harry can answer.
“Oh, a boyfriend,” Sheila nods. “I guess because Marc’s always saying how you’re so independently minded… I didn’t think—”
December 3, 2025 at 3:14 PM
“Are you a friend of Louis’ then?” Sheila asks.
“Harry’s my boyfriend,” Louis fills in before Harry can answer.
“Oh, a boyfriend,” Sheila nods. “I guess because Marc’s always saying how you’re so independently minded… I didn’t think—”
“Harry’s my boyfriend,” Louis fills in before Harry can answer.
“Oh, a boyfriend,” Sheila nods. “I guess because Marc’s always saying how you’re so independently minded… I didn’t think—”
Zayn watches him with a small smirk as he writes back that he’s headed that way soon. “Louis. Babes. You bought an engagement ring today.”
Louis pulls his mouth to the side to stave off a massive grin. “I know.”
“Not sure I quite believe it, still. It’s the end of an era.”
Louis pulls his mouth to the side to stave off a massive grin. “I know.”
“Not sure I quite believe it, still. It’s the end of an era.”
December 2, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Zayn watches him with a small smirk as he writes back that he’s headed that way soon. “Louis. Babes. You bought an engagement ring today.”
Louis pulls his mouth to the side to stave off a massive grin. “I know.”
“Not sure I quite believe it, still. It’s the end of an era.”
Louis pulls his mouth to the side to stave off a massive grin. “I know.”
“Not sure I quite believe it, still. It’s the end of an era.”
Fanfictions I read and enjoyed in November 2025
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December 1, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Fanfictions I read and enjoyed in November 2025
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Louis squawks. “Zed, I don’t mean to make trouble for Liam here, but there’s no honest way he’s been friends with that man as an adult and just hasn’t gotten around to noticing his face. He’s sex on legs.”
Zayn leans back, widening his eyes. “You’re quite undone over this one, aren’t you?”
Zayn leans back, widening his eyes. “You’re quite undone over this one, aren’t you?”
December 1, 2025 at 4:22 PM
Louis squawks. “Zed, I don’t mean to make trouble for Liam here, but there’s no honest way he’s been friends with that man as an adult and just hasn’t gotten around to noticing his face. He’s sex on legs.”
Zayn leans back, widening his eyes. “You’re quite undone over this one, aren’t you?”
Zayn leans back, widening his eyes. “You’re quite undone over this one, aren’t you?”
“I think wherever we need to end up, we will,” Harry says thoughtfully, and Louis smiles.
“We do have an unbeaten track record,” he grants.
“Exactly.” Harry kisses him. “As long as we’re together, it’s a good day.”
“We do have an unbeaten track record,” he grants.
“Exactly.” Harry kisses him. “As long as we’re together, it’s a good day.”
November 30, 2025 at 4:34 PM
“I think wherever we need to end up, we will,” Harry says thoughtfully, and Louis smiles.
“We do have an unbeaten track record,” he grants.
“Exactly.” Harry kisses him. “As long as we’re together, it’s a good day.”
“We do have an unbeaten track record,” he grants.
“Exactly.” Harry kisses him. “As long as we’re together, it’s a good day.”
“You look perfect,” they sigh, brushing their thumb through Louis’ scruff. “And I love you.”
Louis ducks his chin and smiles. “Go on then,” he says, nodding his head toward the stairs. “Get ready. I picked this color so it might help narrow down your options a bit.”
Louis ducks his chin and smiles. “Go on then,” he says, nodding his head toward the stairs. “Get ready. I picked this color so it might help narrow down your options a bit.”
November 29, 2025 at 3:14 PM
“You look perfect,” they sigh, brushing their thumb through Louis’ scruff. “And I love you.”
Louis ducks his chin and smiles. “Go on then,” he says, nodding his head toward the stairs. “Get ready. I picked this color so it might help narrow down your options a bit.”
Louis ducks his chin and smiles. “Go on then,” he says, nodding his head toward the stairs. “Get ready. I picked this color so it might help narrow down your options a bit.”
“This one,” Harry nods toward the couch behind him.
Louis turns to look. “What, this one here?” he asks. “Have you sat on it?”
“Oh," Harry frowns. "No. Is it awful?”
“What? No, I just… how’d you pick it without sitting on it?”
Louis turns to look. “What, this one here?” he asks. “Have you sat on it?”
“Oh," Harry frowns. "No. Is it awful?”
“What? No, I just… how’d you pick it without sitting on it?”
November 28, 2025 at 3:19 PM
“This one,” Harry nods toward the couch behind him.
Louis turns to look. “What, this one here?” he asks. “Have you sat on it?”
“Oh," Harry frowns. "No. Is it awful?”
“What? No, I just… how’d you pick it without sitting on it?”
Louis turns to look. “What, this one here?” he asks. “Have you sat on it?”
“Oh," Harry frowns. "No. Is it awful?”
“What? No, I just… how’d you pick it without sitting on it?”
“Can you stop being perfect for five minutes?” he pleads in a whisper.“I have to go to work.”
Louis disobeys almost immediately, curling himself around Harry’s abandoned pillow and smiling softly. “Smells like you.”
So, it’s been less than two weeks and Harry already hates having a full-time job.
Louis disobeys almost immediately, curling himself around Harry’s abandoned pillow and smiling softly. “Smells like you.”
So, it’s been less than two weeks and Harry already hates having a full-time job.
November 26, 2025 at 3:55 PM
“Can you stop being perfect for five minutes?” he pleads in a whisper.“I have to go to work.”
Louis disobeys almost immediately, curling himself around Harry’s abandoned pillow and smiling softly. “Smells like you.”
So, it’s been less than two weeks and Harry already hates having a full-time job.
Louis disobeys almost immediately, curling himself around Harry’s abandoned pillow and smiling softly. “Smells like you.”
So, it’s been less than two weeks and Harry already hates having a full-time job.
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The end of November arrives almost unnoticed. Or it would, if only for the tiny exception that the sun starts setting at half-three in the afternoon, then at quarter past, then at three, the daylight becoming this almost cryptid presence on the island, barely glimpsed until it vanishes again.
November 26, 2025 at 2:33 PM
The end of November arrives almost unnoticed. Or it would, if only for the tiny exception that the sun starts setting at half-three in the afternoon, then at quarter past, then at three, the daylight becoming this almost cryptid presence on the island, barely glimpsed until it vanishes again.
Feeling homesick for it already, Harry takes a quick inventory of the way Louis’ freckles look from exactly this close, at exactly this time of day. “Promise to miss me?”
And Louis barks out a laugh. “Hazza. You make it sound as if I’ve got a choice.”
And Louis barks out a laugh. “Hazza. You make it sound as if I’ve got a choice.”
November 25, 2025 at 4:19 PM
Feeling homesick for it already, Harry takes a quick inventory of the way Louis’ freckles look from exactly this close, at exactly this time of day. “Promise to miss me?”
And Louis barks out a laugh. “Hazza. You make it sound as if I’ve got a choice.”
And Louis barks out a laugh. “Hazza. You make it sound as if I’ve got a choice.”
“Will you call me if you need someone?”
“Baby.” He feels Louis shift a bit. “I’ll be okay.”
“Please, Lou?” Harry presses. “Can you tell me you’ll call?”
There’s a beat of quiet before Louis says, “Okay.” He presses a kiss into Harry’s hair. “I’ll call.”
“Baby.” He feels Louis shift a bit. “I’ll be okay.”
“Please, Lou?” Harry presses. “Can you tell me you’ll call?”
There’s a beat of quiet before Louis says, “Okay.” He presses a kiss into Harry’s hair. “I’ll call.”
November 24, 2025 at 4:07 PM
“Will you call me if you need someone?”
“Baby.” He feels Louis shift a bit. “I’ll be okay.”
“Please, Lou?” Harry presses. “Can you tell me you’ll call?”
There’s a beat of quiet before Louis says, “Okay.” He presses a kiss into Harry’s hair. “I’ll call.”
“Baby.” He feels Louis shift a bit. “I’ll be okay.”
“Please, Lou?” Harry presses. “Can you tell me you’ll call?”
There’s a beat of quiet before Louis says, “Okay.” He presses a kiss into Harry’s hair. “I’ll call.”
“Woke up too early to bake,” Harry sighs, his eyes still closed. “Shouldn’t have done, but I wanted to impress you.”
Louis steadies himself with a breath. “Well, it’s worked.”
“Has it?” Harry gives a satisfied smile. “M’glad.”
Louis steadies himself with a breath. “Well, it’s worked.”
“Has it?” Harry gives a satisfied smile. “M’glad.”
November 23, 2025 at 2:42 PM
“Woke up too early to bake,” Harry sighs, his eyes still closed. “Shouldn’t have done, but I wanted to impress you.”
Louis steadies himself with a breath. “Well, it’s worked.”
“Has it?” Harry gives a satisfied smile. “M’glad.”
Louis steadies himself with a breath. “Well, it’s worked.”
“Has it?” Harry gives a satisfied smile. “M’glad.”
Whenever I need a good cry I just read the last chapter of Babes in Boyland, because "You can stay here. We made it. We’re going to bring them home" 😭😍😭
November 23, 2025 at 2:08 PM
Whenever I need a good cry I just read the last chapter of Babes in Boyland, because "You can stay here. We made it. We’re going to bring them home" 😭😍😭
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it's a copy of a copy of a copy
November 23, 2025 at 10:31 AM
it's a copy of a copy of a copy
“You know, back before we got together, they said to me once that it's funny how I worry I won't fall in love when I should, because they worry that they fall in love when they shouldn't.” He shakes his head. “And I remember thinking, what a perfect match we are then — two untrustworthy hearts,
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November 22, 2025 at 1:12 PM
“You know, back before we got together, they said to me once that it's funny how I worry I won't fall in love when I should, because they worry that they fall in love when they shouldn't.” He shakes his head. “And I remember thinking, what a perfect match we are then — two untrustworthy hearts,
“D’you want to know what I’d like?” Harry presses on. “I’d like to spend your birthday with you,” he says. “I’d like us to have the holiday together. I’d like to meet the rest of your family. And see your face when you open gifts. And sing you Christmas carols in my Elvis voice.”
November 21, 2025 at 3:14 PM
“D’you want to know what I’d like?” Harry presses on. “I’d like to spend your birthday with you,” he says. “I’d like us to have the holiday together. I’d like to meet the rest of your family. And see your face when you open gifts. And sing you Christmas carols in my Elvis voice.”
He's just tired... 😍
November 20, 2025 at 5:30 PM
He's just tired... 😍
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Come on, when you know, you know'
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
November 20, 2025 at 4:56 PM
Come on, when you know, you know'
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
Louis shakes his head in surrender. “You’re actually impossible.”
And Harry just grins. “You wanna have my babies,” they tease, innocently sliding more pie onto the fork. “Now, open up.”
And Louis takes the bite and doesn’t argue. A million and four.
And Harry just grins. “You wanna have my babies,” they tease, innocently sliding more pie onto the fork. “Now, open up.”
And Louis takes the bite and doesn’t argue. A million and four.
November 20, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Louis shakes his head in surrender. “You’re actually impossible.”
And Harry just grins. “You wanna have my babies,” they tease, innocently sliding more pie onto the fork. “Now, open up.”
And Louis takes the bite and doesn’t argue. A million and four.
And Harry just grins. “You wanna have my babies,” they tease, innocently sliding more pie onto the fork. “Now, open up.”
And Louis takes the bite and doesn’t argue. A million and four.