niall + puppy
♡o death: nothing satisfies me but your soul♡ nialler
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narry ficathon


Because Narry pool dates and also this (1 2 3 4)

RULES

  • All prompts must contain Harry/Niall. Harry/Niall/Other, Genderswap and AU prompts are totally acceptable.

  • Anon prompts/fills accepted

  • Please warn for common triggers (if you're not sure, just ask!)

  • One prompt per comment but please feel free to submit multiple prompts!

  • Multiple fills encouraged!

  • You can post on AO3, tumblr or your personal LJ but please link it back here.

  • Be nice. Have fun.

  • Feel free to promote this wherever you want, but do not send the link to anyone in 1D or associated with 1D.


Fills:
Living It Up While I'm Going Down (AO3) - Harry and niall are trapped in an elevator so they fuck to pass the time
lives by the sea - harry is an ageless yet playful and soft-hearted dragon whose life revolves around niall. run with it.
I'm leaving out the whistles and bells - Harry is a flop
win your heart with a woop-a-woo - narry pool dates

I'm leaving out the whistles and bells (2.5/5?)

(Anonymous)

“Sorry, got held up at the vending machine,” Harry says as he bursts through the door, and he pauses too as he takes in the sight. “Oh no.”

“Danielle dumped him,” Niall says, and Liam really starts to cry then, and Niall feels bad when he clarifies, “again.”

“I’m sorry,” Liam says, “but Zayn and Louis had... and I knew you two were probably doing something fun...”

“Eh,” Harry says, and locks eyes with Niall. “We were just going to make some trouble.”

Niall thinks of the condom burning a hole in his pocket and nods. “Just some trouble.”

“Do you want to,” asks Harry, and Liam gets up almost too eagerly and trips over Niall.

“Thank you, yes, I’m sorry, I’m still,” he says, and Niall hands him a tissue or five to blow his nose. “I’ll just,” he finishes, and ducks into the bathroom.

“Poor Liam,” Niall says, because he can see that Harry is trying to decide whether to be sad for their friend or to be sad that they no longer have an excuse to scarper off alone.

“Yeah,” Harry says, and his face settles into an odd little half-frown.

“Hey,” Niall says, handing Harry a beer. “Why don’t we lock him in here and go up to the roof?”

Harry seems to like that idea. It takes them a few minutes of strategic beer placement and fiddling with the doorknob, but by the time Liam starts banging on the door and asking where everyone went, they’re long gone, giggling all the way. There’s no roof access but there is a pavillion on the top floor, so they sneak over the security barriers and set up camp there. They manage to keep a conversation running until the sun comes up over Lake Michigan, and that’s breathtaking enough that they stay silent for half an hour; then Harry falls asleep on Niall’s shoulder and Niall’s legs go numb from the way they’re crossed, and they go back downstairs.

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