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HH | stuck (Harry Holland)

part 2 of flinch

summary: Harry is sorry that you guys are still stuck in the middle.

words count: 935

warnings: angst, but not that angsty like flinch (part 1)

a/n: I actually did not plan on writing a part 2 to flinch, but a few anons requested it and Shawn Mendes helped me with his songs “Like To Be You”, “Fallin All In You” and “When You’re Ready”. All great songs, in my opinion. Give them a listen if you haven’t yet! Soooo, shout out to the anons and enjoy! :)

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“What the fuck, Harry!” Tom scolded, taking Harry’s eleventh shot glass out of his hand to place it out of reach for his little brother, “Why are you drinking yourself into oblivion?” The addressed one looked at his brother with squinted eyes. “I screwed up,” was all the younger said, before reaching out to grasp his shot glass. Tom, being the protective older brother he was, slapped Harry’s hand away from the shot glass, making Harry howl out in pain. “And you think that drinking like there is no tomorrow is better than talking to me about it?” Harry nodded, making an another attempt to grab his small glass with the alluring liquid. And once again, Tom slapped his hand away.

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#harryholland #fluff #angst #hhfluff #hhangst #hhh/c #h/c

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OK but is it just me who believes if Harry was working on something with you beside him, that he would just subconsciously start to gently pat and/or rub your ass? Like it's such a weird personal hc I have for him but I just s e e it happening¿¿-🕸️

I CAN SEE IT OMG

#harryholland #fluff #hhfluff

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Harry playing with your child in the swing set and he’s like ‘push me higher’

Hi, yes, sign me up for dad!Harry.

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Harry watches you and your younger daughter set up the food brought in the picnic basket out on the blanket. He smiles at the mess of curls around your baby girl's head, her small body stumbling as she struggles to walk, still in that new walker phase. Her little dress flows with the small kick of wind, your face lighting up when she babbles and claps, crouching down to play with a flower in the grass,

"Higher daddy!" Your older love commands his father, turning his head to see his daddy. Harry hums,

"Alright babes." He mutters. You glance up,

"Careful Harry. Don't push him too high in case he let's go." You warn. Harry nods, gently pushing your son higher on the swing so he's off the ground a few feet. You watch with a smile as your little boy giggles and smiles, having the time of his life after having asked the both of you to come to the park for a few weeks now. Yours and Harry's scheduled allowed just enough free time to entertain your son and daughter. Your little one squeals when Harry pushes him higher than you'd like, but your back is turned now so Harry will allow it. When you turn towards them, it's back to mediate pushes, your little one laughing at the antics of him and his father. You smile once more before leading your daughter forward, into the sandbox where the swings are set up. Stepping in front of your boys, Harry pushes your baby once more, into your arms which you snag from the swing,

"Lunch is all set up. Let's go babes." You tell your son and husband. Harry smiles and nods, following you over to the blanket. He scoops your daughter up, kissing her cheeks,

"Ready for some food my little munchkin?" He asks her. She nods, saying a little yes as he sits on his knees before you and your little boy. He smiles as he sets your baby girl down, watching her dive for a grape. She shoves it into her mouth, Harry chuckling and stroking her curls down. When he looks up, he blinks at you staring at him. You cock your head, smiling,

"The love you have for our babies makes me want to have like seventy." He chuckles again, leaning in to kiss your daughter's cheek,

"I'm good with that," he glances up at the sky before leaning back on his hands and glancing down at you,

"Its almost baby making season." He says sultry. You clear wind blown hair from your face as you find a sandwich,

"Your favorite." He nods,

"Definitely."

#harryholland #fluff #dad au #au harry #dad harry #hhfluff

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🌸 Could I request a blurb about Harry with 4 & 6 pleasee; and 🌴 what's your favorite ice cream flavor?? I love you bby

i love you too babe!!!💞💞

🌴- i’m gonna be completely real here, my favourite ice cream flavour is either mango or ube, but i also dont have ice cream often bc i’m trying to stay away from dairy bc it breaks me out and i think i’m lowkey lactose sensitive! whenever i go to baskin robbins i get rainbow sherbet and it is the literal best flavour they have even if it’s not real ice cream LMAO

🌸- prompt #4: “liar.” + prompt #6: “this is for you”

ps. sorry this is lowkey shit oofie

a surprise gift | h. holland

after four months of dating, the dynamic of yours and harry’s relationship had grown. there was more love between the two of you if that was even possible.

he had been working abroad on a movie that tom was starring in, and though it had been two weeks since he left, you both weren’t dealing with the distance very well. when he was back home, you guys spent a lot of time together. yes, you were still in school, but he made an effort to either visit you at your apartment, meet up with you at a coffee shop for you both to get work done, or he would invite you over to his place.

you laid in bed, one of harry’s t-shirts adorned your body. you breathed in the scent of his cologne that you knew he had sprayed on his clothes that he left for you. “just something to make the distance more bearable, i’ll be back before you know it baby,” he had told you when he left you some of his clothes. a nice array of sweaters, shirts, sweatpants, and shorts lived at your place for while he was gone. when he came back, you knew they wouldn’t go back to harry’s house.

you two had facetimed usually when he had woken up, which meant with the five hour time difference, it would be about 1 pm for you. luckily most of your classes occurred either early in the morning, or at around 3 pm. he had an early morning, and you didn’t have any classes until 3:30 pm. it was only about noon for you when he had called.

“hi haz!” you said as soon as the facetime call connected. a smile had appeared on your face as you saw your groggy boyfriend. he smiled back, and mumbled out a “hi,” before rubbing his eyes.

“hi darling, how are you?” he sat up and turned on the lamp that sat beside his bed in the hotel room that the production company had rented out for him.

“i’m good! how was work yesterday?” he went on to talk about his work day, about how they got a really cool shot of tom that he had watched back after the first take - a very rare occurrence.

“baby, i bought something for you, go check your mail it should be there already,” he said. a quizzical look appeared on your face. he had been working around the clock for the past two weeks, how could he have bought something for you.

“no you didn’t.” he nodded, and your jaw dropped. “baby you didn’t need to get me anything.” you didn’t really like receiving gifts from others, you hated when people spent money on you.

nevertheless, you followed his instructions, and went to go check your mailbox. a small package sat in the box, and you went back upstairs, sat down to open it up. your phone was propped up against a glass of water that you were drinking from just 30 minutes prior, and you looked at the phone to read harry’s face.

you began opening it only to reveal a small, narrow velvet box. “this is for you, open it!” harry said.

“harry, how much did you spend on this?” no matter how much you were going to ask him, he wouldn’t answer it.

you opened the box to see a small, dainty necklace. the thin silver chain had a small heart shaped locket on it. the locket had decorative engravings on it, but in the middle of it, there was a cursive h. you opened up the locket to see a small picture of you and harry on the beach, smiling at the camera. his arms were wrapped around you.

“h, this is perfect, oh my god.” you gasped as you remembered the memory.

“do you like it?” he asked. harry loved giving presents. he was one of the most thoughtful people you knew, and that was one of the reasons you loved him.

“i love it, i love you so much,” you cut yourself off almost immediately. that was the first time you had ever said those words to him. he smiled at you.

“i love you too baby, more than anything.” a smile appeared on your face as you fe let your cheeks begin to heat up. you were blushing, and you knew it. was it from you being flustered or embarassment? you would never be able to tell.

“liar, i love you the most.” he smiled and rolled his eyes at you. you put the necklace on, looking at yourself in the camera and admiring the way it looked against your décolletage.

#harryholland #fluff #hhfluff

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Watching brave with Harry and saying that’s how you’re children will look like when you see Meredith’s brothers blurb

Blurb night!

“Those are our kids.” You point to the three boys with big red curly hair. Harry looks down and sees how unamused you are but st the same time, every cartoon character with red curly hair happened to be you and Harry’s future kid.

“I thought the kid from hotel Transylvania was our kid?” He smirks.

“Him too. We have these three, that kid, Annie, who else?” You ask and he rolls his eyes and throws popcorn at you.

“I hate you. What if we have kids and they don’t have red hair?” He jokes and you give him s look.

“They’ll have red hair, I know it.” You nod and he rolls his eyes.

“Maybe I want our kids to have your hair.” He folds his arms.

“Well, then, what’s the point of this?” You ask and he sits up. “I want them to have big red hair!” You tell him and he laughs at how much you really did love Harry’s hair.

“Okay, let’s make sure our kids have red hair.”

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can I have a fic w Tom harry haz or sam where you were really excited to go on a date night with him and he never comes to pick you up and you call him and text him but he doesn’t respond and when he finally comes there after a couple hours you’re freaking out and in tears “are you mad at me? What did I do? Do you still love me?” and you’re freaking out so bad that when he tries to talk you down it’s not working so he just holds you and apologizes profusely and tries to make it up to you

WHAT IF ITS SAM AND HIS BROTHERS AND HAZ LIKE FORCED HIM TO STAY BACK AS LIKE A JOKE, NOT KNOWING HE HAD A DATE AND HE’S SO UPSET AS HE DRIVES TO YOUR HOUSE. And baby boy gets there and knocks on your door frantically and when you finally open, he just scoops you up and holds you, “I’m so so so sorry. My brothers kept me home and all I wanted to do was call you but they took my phone and I couldn’t call you, couldn’t text you and I feel like shit and I’m sorry.” And you wanna be mad at him so much because he STOOD YOU UP but like… it wasn’t completely his fault and you end up letting him stay over so you can catch up. Baby boy would be so flustered ughhhh

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#samholland #fluff #angst #h/c #shh/c #shfluff #shangst

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Try Again // th x fem!reader

A few people requested Tom and reader using vibrating panties at dinner… and I’ve been wanting to write a part two to Dinner Party for a while… so here that is.

Warnings: like absolute filth below the cut, overstimulation, publicish sex, use of vibrating panties around other people, spanking

Word Count: 2k

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Okkk. So, here's my request. Haz x holland sister. She is a year younger than/Triplet of Sam and Harry. R lashes out on paddy for no reason and later feels guilty abt bt before she could apologize boys figure out that PMSing and comforting her through it. Like setting up a cozy movie night or something. -♎

Your heart stopped. Seeing Paddy staring up at you wide eyed pulled you out of your rage enduced trance. In truth, you didn’t even know why you yelled at the poor boy in the first place. Your cheeks burned as the eyes of the other boys fell on you and your anger melt into an intense embarrassment.

A deafening silence fell over the room after your outburst and before anyone could say another word you ran from the lounge to your room, slamming the door behind you. Haz’s calls of your name were drowned out by your sobs as you slid down the closed door.

Haz gave up on asking you to come back, exchanging glances with the rest of the boys. The scene was so unlike you. You were normally so easy going. Sure, you lost your temper every now and then, but not over something so minute.

The boys shared confused looks for a few moments, trying to process what had just happened, more importantly, why it happened.

“Is she alright?” Sam finally spoke up to ask Harrison, who they all assumed knew you better since the two of you were dating and living together.

Harrison shrugged, still dumbfounded, “Beats me, Mate. I haven’t seen her like that...” He paused to try to recall the last time he had seen you yell like that when it suddenly hit him.

The last time he had seen you that upset was almost a year ago. Haz was coming home from a photoshoot to find his clothes thrown throughout your, at the time, new apartment. Your frustrated groans coming from the bedroom.

“Love? I’m home!” Haz called out cautiously, stepping around the clothes.

“WHERE’S THAT FUCKING HOODIE!” You yelled in response.

“What?”

You stormed to the doorway of your bedroom, hands perched on your hips. “Your. Hoodie.” You said, punctuating each word with the necessary sass.

“I dunno. I probably left it at Tom’s.” Haz shrugged it off and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Your attitude didn’t settle until Haz could produce a suitable solution and cuddles, finding out later that the reason was your period.

Haz let out an, “Ooohh”, audibly letting the boys know of his realization.

“What?” Tom asked.

Haz didn’t respond, he just got up from his seat and made his way down the hall. When he had arrived at the closer door, he tapped on it lightly. Your sobs loud enough for him to hear on the other side, constricting his heart.

“Darling... let me in, yeah?” Haz tried softly. “I just wanna hold you.”

That’s all you wanted right now, but you didn’t feel you deserved it. However, you knew your stubborn boyfriend well enough to know he wouldn’t be leaving any time soon. So, you stood up, wiping the tears from your puffy, bloodshot eyes, and opened the door.

Haz offered you a sympathetic smile and a pair of outstretched arms that you willingly fell into. You used his chest to muffle your cries as the tears fell once more. Soft kisses were pressed into your hair before Haz stroked it tenderly.

“I feel so bad!” You wailed.

Haz couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. “I know you do, My Love. Why don’t you come back out here for a cuddle? I think we have some chocolates in the cupboard.”

“But I yelled at Paddy.” You whimpered, lifting your head to look up at your boyfriend.

“I don’t think he’s angry with you.” Haz chuckled once more and kissed the streams of tears on both cheeks, one after the other.

“Did I hurt him though?”

“I think he’s alright. Come see for yourself?” Harrison took hold of your hand, lacing his fingers between yours and pulling you back to the main living area.

Just as he said, Paddy was neither angry nor upset, but rather, worried about about you. As were the rest of the boys, who spent the rest of the night loving you through your pain and moods.

#harrisonosterfield #holland sister reader #holland sister au #au reader #fluff #angst #h/c #hoh/c #hofluff #hoangst

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the boys having to help harry’s gf through a panic attack or a little breakdown while he’s gone for a bit for work (she lives with them) 🥺

“Hey, hey, Y/N, come here, it’s alright,” Tom whispered, pulling you in his arms. “Breath for me, Darling,”

“I-I can’t,” you said in between sobs, your head resting on his chest.

“Listen to my heartbeat,” Tom whispered, a hand carding through your hair. “It’s going to be alright, he’s going to be home soon, okay?”

“A-a week is too long, Tom,” you cried, your muscles relaxing slightly when you felt a hand on your back.

“We’re here for you,” Harrison said, smiling down at you. “You need to breathe and calm down, okay?”

“Yes,” you whispered, a hand wiping your tears away.

“Now let’s just go and watch a film, okay?”

#platonic #tomholland #harrisonosterfield #fluff #hofluff #thfluff #angsr #hoangst #hoh/c #thangst #thh/c #h/c

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kinky harry

y e s !

publishing blurbs from steamy saturday—requests are closed

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being roommates with harry and masturbating when he was gone but he. omes back early and j don't notice and he takes pics of u and one day u find them

i made this a more consenting situation !! i hope that’s okay !!

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Just think! Getting home from a long hard day at work and then going home to Harry where you’ll get it hard ;) ya get me.

Harry had your legs spread open on the bed. He was on his stomach between them while making you cum for a third time that night. He pumped his fingers in and out of you quickly while you rode out your high. He sucked on your clit harshly one last time before letting it go with a ‘pop’. 

He climbed his way back up work body, pressing soft kisses to your stomach and chest which left goosebumps on your hot skin. When he reached your face, cupped your cheeks with both hands and placed a small kiss on your nose. You giggled at the gesture. He could be so sweet sometimes. Just like how sweet it was that he made you cum three times just because you had a rough day.

“Feel better now babe?”

#harryholland #smut #nsfw #hhsmut

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His Queen

A/N:  if you are super religious please don’t read this I don’t want to offend you… It’s nothing serious, just a preference of mine. Also, Thank you to @foreverstuckwritingandimagining for the moodboard!! It’s absolutely perfect! Huge thank you to @definitely-not-black-cat for all the help along the way lol I know I bombarded you with questions. If it wasn’t for you, this wouldn’t have gotten finished. Sorry for this being over 4K… I really tried to keep it down lmao but there were things that had to be written a certain way.

Pairing: Angel!Harry x QOH!Reader

Word count: 4,416

Warnings: SMUT fluff, QOH AU.

Requested: No. This was for @definitely-not-black-cat ’s writing challenge where I had the QOH/KOH AU. 

Summary: Y/N is the QOH. Her followers bring her pets to play with, but what happens when one of them is special?

Your life growing up wasn’t an easy one. You had 2 brothers and 1 sister which made things interesting. Your brothers were always supportive, but your sister… well, seeing as you were both in competition for the throne, she was something else, but in the end, you won. With the way you competed growing up it made you a tough, but fair, ruler. Your followers knew you would give stern rulings for judgements so they rarely acted out and when they did, they were afraid of what punishment they would receive. It was a normal sight for you to have blood on your hands at any given time from some form of punishment or torture. As the Queen of Hell, things could get pretty stressful at times, so naturally there were things you would do to get rid of that stress… and keeping “pets” was one of them. Sometimes you would find them yourself and sometimes one of your followers would bring them to you. Standing in front of you today was Dorian, one of your most loyal and also one of your favorite demons. It wasn’t always a demon that brought you pets or did things for you. You had many different creatures in your employment… Centaurs, werewolves, vampires, banshees, jinns, wendigos, the list could go on and on.

“So, Dorian… you said you had something… ‘special,’ …for me today?” you say as you look him over. “Where is it?” you ask as you look around the throne room.

“Bring in the boy,” Dorian calls to someone near the back of the room and your eyes follow the noise you hear coming from the doorway. You watch as two tall, muscular demons carry in a boy… Their hands under his arms, his hands chained in front of him. Watching his brown curls bounce as his feet drag the ground, white wings drooping behind him as they walked to stand in front of you, tilting your head… you look in wonder at the sight in front of you. Never had you seen something… someone as magnificent… as beautiful as this… “Your Majesty…” Dorian began to speak before you interrupted him.

“Unchain him,” you said a little upset. The demons looked at each other, confused, before looking back at you.

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let’s get married

planning a wedding is stressful. so you and harry don’t. (876 words)

‘harry, i’m going to cry.’ you sighed, flopping back onto your bed beside your fiance. ‘why, darling, what’s up?’ he asked, a worried tone in his voice as he looked up from his phone into your eyes. ‘the wedding. i don’t care how many layers our cake has, i don’t care whether our napkins are bone or cream. i don’t care what flowers we have as the table favours and i don’t care what style of tablecloths we have!’ you half-screamed, burying your face in your hands as tears of upset and frustration welled up behind your eyelids. harry placed a soothing hand on your heaving back, rubbing up and down to relax your muscles. ‘i mean, we don’t have to plan it.’ you looked up at him, dumbfounded at his words. ‘you mean… you want to call it off?’ you asked hesitantly, fresh tears welling up in your eyes as your lower lip trembled. harry’s own brown eyes widened as he moved towards you, hushing you. ‘no, darling, no, never. jesus, i can’t wait to be your husband. i can’t wait to have you as my wife. god, i wanna marry you as soon as humanly possible.’ you smiled at his words, kissing him on the cheek as he nuzzled his nose into your freshly washed hair. ‘in fact, my love, i was thinking quite the opposite.’

you pulled away, puzzled, and were met with harry’s devilish smirk. ‘that look means you’re up to something. what are you up to, holland?’ you narrowed your eyes at him, and he moved close to you, noses almost touching. ‘why don’t we just get married now?’

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u and harry watching a movie which ur trying to pay attention to but harry gets restless and his hands start wondering

Okaaay so this got a little smutty? Nothing graphic but enjoy 

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You knew he was getting restless. He was like this ever since you came home from work. Harry’s hands never left your body, they kept trailing up and down your legs, going a little further each time. You were actually enjoying the movie, wanting to get through the whole thing before getting lovingly attacked by your boyfriend. But how could you deny those curls? 

You look at Harry who was acting nonchalant about the whole thing, but you saw that smile. It was the same smile that he had whenever he was in the mood, the curl of his lip and the sparkling dark glimmer in his eye gave it away. You move your legs slightly, brushing over his groin and feeling the slight pitch in the fabric. You hide your giggle with a subtle cough and continue to watch the movie. 

Harry’s hand jumps from your calf to your upper thigh, playing with soft skin that guarded your heat. His fingers dipped between but didn’t go too far, your eyes still unmoving from the screen. Harry flipped onto his stomach, his head laying on your legs while his hands played with the ends of your sleep shorts. He was getting to you, you could feel your arousal drenching your panties. You pry your eyes off the screen and look down at your boyfriend who was seated so perfectly between your legs. His eyes were dark and he stuck out his tongue in a graphic manner, simulating his deepest desire in that moment. 

“What’s wrong baby?” His voice is deep and dripping with lust. 

You take a hold of his curly hair and press him closer to your heat without even breaking your stare. At first, Harry was shocked. He thought he had the upper hand in this fight, but you weren’t going to let him win so easily. 

“I’m gonna watch this movie and you’re going to eat me like your last meal. Got it?” 

You arched your eyebrow at him, the smirk apparat on your lips now. It was you who had that devious look where you were getting what you wanted. Harry’s mouth dropped open, his mind racing to find the words. 

“Yes, Princess.” 

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Okay idk if this is a request or not, but it's really cold here and I'm freezing ( I live in Brazil so it's winter here) and I just want to put my cold hands under Harry shirt, I really want him warm me up, because I can't sleep

Oof.

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Harry was one of the fastest people to fall asleep. He could hit the pillow and be out, curls wild and messy on the bed below him. He tried not to be so easily manipulated by sleep for your sake, knowing that winter was brutal for you with the cold and all. But he couldn't help it, surrounded by soft, fluffy blankets and pillows. But with being easy to get to sleep, he was a light sleeper. You tossing and turning was something he felt if it happened. And tonight was one of those nights.

"Babe?" He raspily spoke, reaching out to find your curled up self. He opened his eyes in the dark, blinking a few times to wake himself up, turning on his side to face you,

"Baby?" He tries again. You turn slightly, keeping your hands tucked beneath the blanket. Meeting his eyes in the dark, you turn over nuzzling closer to him,

"I'm cold. I can't get warm." You whine. Harry wraps his arms around you, welcoming you into his warmth. He hums, taking a deep breath,

"Stick your hands up my shirt." He sighs. Glancing up into his sleepy face, you smile,

"Harry, my hands are freezing." He nods,

"I heard you the first time. I can take it." He replies softly. Smiling down at you, he nods and watches you unravel your hands, guiding them under his shirt. He hisses when you touch him, flinching away for just a moment before his body gets warmer to accommodate the cold. You sigh as his body heat radiates into you, your palms warming up under his touch. He grabs your legs, pulling you closer, one of your legs slogging up over his. He tightens the blanket around you both, rubbing your back with a firm hand to generate more heat. It works after a few more minutes. Your hand have gone from icy, immortal demon to warm, human against Harry's skin and you can finally feel his hard nipples, thanks to your frost hands, beneath your own skin. You hum, nuzzling your face in his neck as his touch grows soft and he's lulling you both back to sleep, eyes opening again when you spoke up,

"Thank you." You say softly, melting into him. He smiles, holding you impossibly closer to him. He leans back just a small bit to press his lips to your forehead,

"You're welcome my angel. Anything for my girl." He mumbles, leaving his face there so he can smell your hair. You smile at the gesture and his sweet words, tilting your head up to see his face. He smiles and kisses you softly,

"Now that you've disrupted my sleep, goodnight my sweet girl." He coos with a goofy, half asleep look. You giggle and squeeze him around the middle,

"Goodnight my love. Thank you." He nods, holding you close as he closes his eyes again. And finally, he's gotten you asleep.

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is blurb night still happening/taking requests? if yes could you do a harry holland one similar to the one you wrote where reader was pmsing a bunch? but instead she’s just cramping really bad and wants harry to hold her and the other boys are kinda teasing but also kinda understand and help as much as they can? if requests aren’t open that’s okay too! thanks 😊

writing what i feel like writing. requests are closed, but feel free to send me things to cheer me up via dm or ask box if you’d like!!

this was one from blurb night i didn’t get to. enjoy!

everyone could hear you groaning from the living room. you were curled up on the couch, a hot water bottle clutched in hand and pressed against you as you cramped up again.

the pain really wasn’t letting up this month, and all you could do was take a few meds (though they didn’t seem to be doing much) and wait it out.

harry found you in your highly uncomfortable state and kneeled down on the ground next to the couch so that his face was level with yours. cupping your face in his hands, he asked,

“are you okay, angel?”

you squeezed your eyes shut and whimpered as another wave shot through you.

harry’s face softened with empathy. “is there anything i can do?”

you opened your eyes a little, saying, “can you just... hold me? please?”

nodding, harry lifted you up and slid underneath you, pulling you up to lay on top of him. he stroked your hair, chin resting atop your head.

“sorry it hurts, love. i wish i could take it away.”

“it’s okay.”

“awwww, is y/n on her period?” you heard harrison laugh as he walked into the room, speaking in a baby voice. tom followed soon after, saying,

“watch out, she’ll steal all your food with those cravings of hers, so hide your snacks.”

you and harry both glared at them, effectively making them shut up.

“sorry, bad joke,” harrison said.

“really, is there nothing we can do to make things better?” tom said in all sincerity, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“already took my meds,” you groaned. “nothing to do but wait.”

haz walked over and patted your knee. “if you need us to get you anything just let us know, alright, love?”

“yeah,” sam said, walking into the room to join the conversation as well, “just yell for one of us and we’ll make paddy do it.”

you laughed, “yeah, okay.”

“okay guys, leave us alone so we can cuddle,” harry ordered, and the boys filed out into the kitchen for some lunch.

“thank you harry,” you whispered, closing your eyes and sighing against his chest.

“least i can do, they’re fucking annoying.”

you giggled, “not for making them leave, dummy. thanks for making this better than it has to be.”

harry smiled, hugging you closer.

“of course, my love. i’d do anything for you.”

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