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A vision greater than any late-night fantasy Harry had imagined, Louis wiped his brow with his tank, flashing a toned abdomen as golden glazed as the rest of his body. His jeans hugged him low on his hips, and a white band of his boxers peeked out from the stretch.
Harry flushed with desire, an internal heat blazing in his core and heading south. He backed away from the window, fanning himself. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to send himself into an early heat. He couldn’t have that, not yet. He had hoped he could talk a certain alpha into spending it with him.
Harry swallowed thickly around his suddenly dry throat, and something inside him shifted. A cold lemonade could quench his thirst.
Or: a lemonade stand may be all Harry needs to finally land the alpha of his dreams
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24 Jan 2026
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Noooooooooo!!!!!
“I can literally hear you crying nooooooo,” Lottie tells him and snorts.
Frowning, Louis turns to face her. “Did I say that out loud?” he asks, unsure.
“No, but the way your whole face turned sour when he ended the livestream kind of gave it away.”
“My face did not-”
“Yeah well, you were crying ‘noooooo’ either way brother. Just message him,” Lottie tells him, and Louis rolls his eyes.
“No.”
“You’re so stubborn, Lou, Jesus,” she complains while sliding from her chair. “Remember we’re meeting your new stylist at nine."
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Or, the one where Louis finds himself in a pickle after his stylist quits, and Harry is a fashion designer who styles his way into Louis' heart.
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24 Jan 2026
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The one where Louis desperately needs a chef for the holidays, and Shawn just happens to know someone who knows someone.
Or, Prompt 77: Millionaire Louis is hosting his extended family at his place for Christmas, but is not good for the housekeeping aspect of the visit, so he hires Chef Harry to plan and prepare the daily menus for the crowd of Tomlinsons. As Harry solves childrens’ and adults’ crises alike with butter and sugar throughout the holiday, does he slot in too well to the bachelor millionaire’s family life?
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22 Jan 2026
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“For future reference, if you are going to compliment someone’s eyes you might think about being a little more descriptive, like a line in a poem…so erm you could say let me think…..erm…. like pools of emeralds glinting with sunlight shimmering though the erm.. hang on ooh yeah through the forest at twilight.” Harry sang out the words twirling his fingers as if conducting an orchestra with an exaggerated lilt of musicality in his tone.
“Harry I'm a fucking builder, you are lucky I didn't say they are green like mouldy bread so your welcome!” Louis held up his beer bottle and gestured a salute.
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Louis and Harry are both self employed builders who have been rivals for 2 years, when bidding for the same property they formed an unexpected alliance and bought a derelict Victorian property in order to prevent Cowell from demolishing it.
Harry is besotted with Louis and has had a crush on him for years. Cowell is a nasty piece of work who targets Harry because of their past, this a story of discovery and two people who help to make each other brave.
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22 Jan 2026
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It wasn’t enough for him to give in to an impulsive decision, a forgivable slip he could recover from somehow, maybe by passing it off as a joke or backing out before it was too late. No, when Harry fucked up, he did it properly, making sure there was no chance of saving himself. Impulsive decisions were for amateurs, Harry nurtured the tiny, spontaneous seed of his fuck-ups until it blossomed into a lush and fruit-laden plant, then protected it by building an impenetrable fortress around it, safe from any enemy, but most of all from common sense and self-preservation.
Harry was fucked, and he’d done it all with his own hands.
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20 Jan 2026