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Protecting The Spark by BeamyK112
Fandoms: One Direction (Band), How Did I Get Here? - Louis Tomlinson (Album)
21 May 2026
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Louis feels the familiar queasy feeling these meetings always leave in the pit of his stomach. "Engagement," he mutters with a thinly veiled hint of bitterness, the word leaving a vile taste in his mouth. "We're talking about a low-brow awards banquet, Sadie. We've been doing this for half our lives at this point. Surely this vacuum is a bit worn out by now."
"On the contrary, Louis," she counters, looking directly at him. "The vacuum, as you call it, is your most valuable asset. This iced out, no contact narrative, it's what keeps the fans dissecting every lyric, every interview, and keeps you both trending on socials. Frankly, it sells. Tickets, magazines and merch, it all skyrockets when we build it up. We need to lean into the illusion of distance. We want frosty looks and cold shoulders. If the press asks about the other, the answer is a polite, empty pivot. You aren't friends, aren't enemies. You're simply… nothing. Just two individuals existing in the same industry on completely independent trajectories, no reason for your worlds to overlap."
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Louis lets out an annoyed laugh. “Well, that’s how things work when lives depend on you. When you're 30,000 feet in the air, control is the only thing that matters.”
His words hang heavy in the quiet studio.
Harry doesn’t react to the outburst. Stepping closer, he rests his hands lightly on the edge of the wheel. “Clay doesn’t work like a cockpit, Captain.”
Louis looks down, his focus landing on a dried splash of mud on the tip of his worn black trainers. “So I've gathered. ”
Harry studies him, thoughtful, as if he's searching for something. “You’re trying to make it perfect.”
Louis shrugs, his shoulders visibly tense. “What’s wrong with that?”
Harry picks up the ruined clump and drops it back at the center of the wheel with a thud. “Nothing,” he says softly.
He flicks a little water on the clay, hands working to smooth out lumps and rough edges until there's nothing but a wet mound waiting to be molded. “Except that’s not how pottery works.”
Prompt 37: (Louis) is retiring and signs up for a pottery class. It's not going well after the first few classes. Can the instructor help him learn to let go and get a little messy?
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Louis, so lost falling into green eyes, barely registers the gasp and faint whimper that seems to be aimed at him. His focus snaps back just as a quiet and desperate “Alpha” slips from the man’s lips. Eyes falling closed, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, the omega turns his head and burrows as far into Louis’ belly as he can manage.
Staring down at the stunning Omega in his arms, Louis inhales and forgets to let the breath out. His heart, pounding in his chest, feels like it’s trying to take flight. He can’t hear anything in that moment because of the blood rushing through his ears. Louis' body tenses just as he feels the man in his arms give in completely to his drop. He can’t process what’s happening, can’t feel anything but the slight rise and fall of breathing against him. In this moment, nothing exists but his most primal instinct pulling at him, urging him to protect, care, protect, love, protect, claim, protect, protect, protect.
Prompt 81: Alphas know right away who their soulmate is when they make eye contact. The first time alpha Louis sees Harry, he's crying. Louis sees his watery eyes and knows it's his omega.
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Liam Payne has spent the last eight years touring the world, leaving his heart on stages and etching the moments into his skin.
Now that it's all over, he's not sure what comes next. Finding himself standing outside of a tattoo shop called Paynt at 2AM, he questions if this is the universe's way of telling him it's time to move on.
Zayn Malik runs the all-night tattoo shop. With a calm, laid back demeanor, a love for R&B, and an unexpected wisdom, will he be able to help Liam design something that is truly for himself and nobody else? Can he help this bittersweet end turn more hopeful somewhere in the moments after 2AM?
Prompt 103: Zayn works at an all-night tattoo parlor; Liam shows up impulsively at 2AM looking to get some ink that represents a fresh start