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It's not worth it.
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A private celebration for Jeremy’s birthday leads to reminiscence of his long relationship with Richard and James.
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Jeremy is feeling old.
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James is in love, and love hurts.
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James makes a comment on Jeremy's Sunday Times column from 22nd July 2007, in which he remarks that '...getting dressed in the morning is something that should never take more than 20 seconds and putting on a pair of stockings and suspenders can take anything up to three hours. Actually this is only a guess, based on how long it takes me to undo a suspender belt. Even when I'm armed with a head torch and a pair of scissors.'
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After an explosive bathroom hookup, Harry and Louis realise they share the same best friend: Zayn. They spend thirteen days in a whirlwind secret romance until the pressure snaps. Following a raw argument where they both confess their love, Harry finally tells Zayn the truth. After a tense confrontation fueled by bourbon and disbelief, Zayn realises Louis isn't actually emotionally stunted like he previously assumed, he was just waiting for the right person. The straight facade crumbles, the boyfriend label becomes official and the trio faces a new reality where the music has finally started for Louis.
Or the one where Louis and Harry fuck in a pub stall and then get introduced minutes later, both as Zayn’s best mate.
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21 Jul 2026
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louis was never supposed to leave the claustrophobic town of holloway. harry was never supposed to fall apart and go even further. they were, though, supposed to find this instead.
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childhood friends who've always been a little too close realize, after losing touch, the resonant purpose of their entire lives is each other.
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19 Jul 2026
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Nothing is going right in Louis’ life lately. Between his bosses constantly putting him through the shredder, and his relationship being on life support, Louis is in desperate need for the one thing he never allows himself to have. He hasn’t seen Harry in months, but for the right price, Harry can help Louis let go and get him where he needs to be.
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20 Jun 2026
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"Seven silver silent stars softly shimmer" Louis heaves a shaky breath in, his arm burning. “Seven silver silent stars softly shimmer." He exhales shakily, pressing his palms into his eyes until he sees white dots, desperately trying to escape this place.
"Louis?" Harry's soft voice rings in his ears like warning bells from outside the door.
"Go away Harry." Louis' voice breaks. "Seven silver soft-fuck!" He moves his hands into his hair, yanking hard, punishing himself as hot tears fall onto his joggers.
The door busts open and there’s a beat of silence where Harry stands shocked at the scene before him. But then he’s there, on the ground pulling Louis into his arms, running his ringed fingers through his hair, counteracting the pain he was causing himself. Louis can’t fight it anymore, he grips Harry’s jumper like it’s his life force.
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Louis has his entire life thrown off its axis when Harry moves into his flat that he shares with Liam and Zayn. Everything Louis has kept contained begins to unravel the moment Harry tugs on his loose strands, forcing him to face himself, his identity, his hurts, his wants and all the in-betweens. How long can Louis pretend to be something he’s not?
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19 Jun 2026
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You're not gonna show this to anyone, are you? by ifiwasabluebird
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
14 Jun 2026
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Louis: tall is nice, it usually comes with… other proportional assets
Harry’s cock gave a traitorous twitch against his thigh. The bluntness of it, the clinical yet deeply suggestive phrasing, sent a flush of heat across his skin. He swallowed heavily, his mouth dry.
Harry: I’ve never had any complaints about the proportions.
The typing bubble appeared and vanished several times, as if Louis was savoring the response, crafting his reply with deliberate care.
Louis: When you’re hard, where does the tip hit? Your navel? Higher?
Harry’s eyes dropped from the screen to his own body. Tentatively, he brought his hand to his waist, his fingers brushing his navel, then tracing an imaginary line upward. The mental image, combined with Louis’s cold, technical phrasing, was devastatingly arousing.
You: Higher.
He sent the single word, feeling exposed.
Louis: That’s nice, babe. Lots for me to play with then? D’you think it will fit?
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17 Jun 2026