tired tired sea ⚓︎
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🫧 "You need time to fall in love with people, but places? You can definitely fall in love at first sight with a place"
✰ tired tired sea by mediawhore
✰ https://archiveofourown.org/works/19277764
✰ she/her
✰ tired tired sea by mediawhore
✰ https://archiveofourown.org/works/19277764
✰ she/her
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tired tired sea ⚓︎
@ttslvr.bsky.social
· Dec 20
hi everyone! 🌊
this account is dedicated to the best fanfic ever written, tired tired sea (by mediawhore)
i'm going to share quotes and tts coded pictures to remind you how magnificent this story is. i hope it brings you all some joy!
take care <3
this account is dedicated to the best fanfic ever written, tired tired sea (by mediawhore)
i'm going to share quotes and tts coded pictures to remind you how magnificent this story is. i hope it brings you all some joy!
take care <3
They barely leave the lighthouse as the temperature drops and drops, a true winter chill taking over the world.
December 4, 2025 at 11:16 AM
They barely leave the lighthouse as the temperature drops and drops, a true winter chill taking over the world.
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.
Harry shakes his head, tightening his fingers on Louis’ waist, holding him steady. “No,” he admits. “I couldn’t sleep at all.”
It explains the dark circles under his eyes, the tired way he’s holding himself.
It explains the dark circles under his eyes, the tired way he’s holding himself.
November 25, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Harry shakes his head, tightening his fingers on Louis’ waist, holding him steady. “No,” he admits. “I couldn’t sleep at all.”
It explains the dark circles under his eyes, the tired way he’s holding himself.
It explains the dark circles under his eyes, the tired way he’s holding himself.
It’s a rush that should feel scary perhaps, but he can’t feel anything beyond the pounding of his heart, beyond this moment now.
November 11, 2025 at 12:33 PM
It’s a rush that should feel scary perhaps, but he can’t feel anything beyond the pounding of his heart, beyond this moment now.
Harry, to his credit, does look up at this, but only to give Louis the most convincing puppy eyes he’s ever seen in his life.“I’m tired,” he says with a big dramatic pout.
November 10, 2025 at 7:39 AM
Harry, to his credit, does look up at this, but only to give Louis the most convincing puppy eyes he’s ever seen in his life.“I’m tired,” he says with a big dramatic pout.
Louis bites his lower lip as he nods and hums, a mantra of do not laugh do not laugh do not laugh echoing in his brain. “Puffins… aren’t usually on the island in November?” he says, voice a bit high pitched as he refrains from laughing.
November 8, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Louis bites his lower lip as he nods and hums, a mantra of do not laugh do not laugh do not laugh echoing in his brain. “Puffins… aren’t usually on the island in November?” he says, voice a bit high pitched as he refrains from laughing.
He’s also carrying a thick brown leather notebook, tied closed with a thin piece of rope and with what looks like a fancy pen hanging from it. There seem to be doodles on the notebook, scribbles and what not, but Louis doesn’t get a very good look before Harry switches the hand he’s holding it with"
November 3, 2025 at 3:24 PM
He’s also carrying a thick brown leather notebook, tied closed with a thin piece of rope and with what looks like a fancy pen hanging from it. There seem to be doodles on the notebook, scribbles and what not, but Louis doesn’t get a very good look before Harry switches the hand he’s holding it with"
October vanishes into November, days blending into each other as Louis and his new guest settle into a quiet routine.
November 1, 2025 at 4:00 PM
October vanishes into November, days blending into each other as Louis and his new guest settle into a quiet routine.
I like the fact that I’m not bothered by people, that I get to live in peace and alone. I like the rain. I like the wind, even though it’s always too strong and I have to fight against it. I like the cliffs and how gorgeous they are.
October 29, 2025 at 7:15 PM
I like the fact that I’m not bothered by people, that I get to live in peace and alone. I like the rain. I like the wind, even though it’s always too strong and I have to fight against it. I like the cliffs and how gorgeous they are.
He cuddles up against Louis, putting his head on his shoulder and pointing at the book with the torch.
Then, Harry looks up to Louis expectedly. “Just read,” he says. “Please. I love your voice.”
Then, Harry looks up to Louis expectedly. “Just read,” he says. “Please. I love your voice.”
October 27, 2025 at 1:59 PM
He cuddles up against Louis, putting his head on his shoulder and pointing at the book with the torch.
Then, Harry looks up to Louis expectedly. “Just read,” he says. “Please. I love your voice.”
Then, Harry looks up to Louis expectedly. “Just read,” he says. “Please. I love your voice.”
“But I’m cold,” Harry whines as he climbs the stairs behind him. “I’m gonna be sick, Lou.”
October 25, 2025 at 3:05 PM
“But I’m cold,” Harry whines as he climbs the stairs behind him. “I’m gonna be sick, Lou.”
He looks boyish somehow, in the cold autumn light coming in from the window next to the front door.
October 23, 2025 at 7:28 PM
He looks boyish somehow, in the cold autumn light coming in from the window next to the front door.
It doesn’t take very long for Harry to catch up with him, both of them running at the same pace.
October 21, 2025 at 7:05 PM
It doesn’t take very long for Harry to catch up with him, both of them running at the same pace.
“Do you know how many people have tried to teach me this particular skill?” Louis asks through gritted teeth, years of failure fresh in his memory. “It’s a lot. A lot of people Harold."
October 21, 2025 at 11:15 AM
“Do you know how many people have tried to teach me this particular skill?” Louis asks through gritted teeth, years of failure fresh in his memory. “It’s a lot. A lot of people Harold."
Not quite a storm, not yet, but the end of October always brings forth more temperamental weather, like nature slowly preparing herself for the difficult winter months to come.
October 20, 2025 at 7:54 AM
Not quite a storm, not yet, but the end of October always brings forth more temperamental weather, like nature slowly preparing herself for the difficult winter months to come.
"I had a lot on my mind. Kind of fucked me up a bit, just… Put me in this… really introspective mood. And I just… become a bit of a non-verbal asshole when I’m like that. So yeah, I’m sorry. I know I’m not the easiest guest to have around and you’ve been incredibly welcoming. I do appreciate that."
October 18, 2025 at 9:58 PM
"I had a lot on my mind. Kind of fucked me up a bit, just… Put me in this… really introspective mood. And I just… become a bit of a non-verbal asshole when I’m like that. So yeah, I’m sorry. I know I’m not the easiest guest to have around and you’ve been incredibly welcoming. I do appreciate that."
sending a big hug and much love to everyone today, take care<3
October 16, 2025 at 8:30 AM
sending a big hug and much love to everyone today, take care<3
He waits, and waits, but the tears don’t come, grief and love both stuck in his throat with no outlet.
October 16, 2025 at 5:20 AM
He waits, and waits, but the tears don’t come, grief and love both stuck in his throat with no outlet.
Louis doesn’t know why he lies like this, but he can’t help the thrumming beneath his skin, the overwhelming desire to protect Harry’s feelings.
“I’m sorry, I… I just…” Harry swallows hard, eyes blinking fast like maybe he’s going to cry.
“I’m sorry, I… I just…” Harry swallows hard, eyes blinking fast like maybe he’s going to cry.
October 15, 2025 at 12:14 PM
Louis doesn’t know why he lies like this, but he can’t help the thrumming beneath his skin, the overwhelming desire to protect Harry’s feelings.
“I’m sorry, I… I just…” Harry swallows hard, eyes blinking fast like maybe he’s going to cry.
“I’m sorry, I… I just…” Harry swallows hard, eyes blinking fast like maybe he’s going to cry.
This absolute complete dumbass shivering in nothing but a t-shirt outside on the gallery just to watch the sunset properly, to watch the sea.
October 11, 2025 at 6:21 PM
This absolute complete dumbass shivering in nothing but a t-shirt outside on the gallery just to watch the sunset properly, to watch the sea.
“You’re empty until the end of March?”
“Hum… Yeah. Usually.”
“Hum… Yeah. Usually.”
October 8, 2025 at 9:24 PM
“You’re empty until the end of March?”
“Hum… Yeah. Usually.”
“Hum… Yeah. Usually.”
There’s something ridiculously attractive about Harry being so bratty about this, actually angry and irritated. It might be the red colouring his cheeks or the sparkles in his eyes, might be the tense line of his shoulders or his haughty attitude. Louis doesn’t know, but he wants to poke it.
October 3, 2025 at 2:42 PM
There’s something ridiculously attractive about Harry being so bratty about this, actually angry and irritated. It might be the red colouring his cheeks or the sparkles in his eyes, might be the tense line of his shoulders or his haughty attitude. Louis doesn’t know, but he wants to poke it.