#harrison osterfield soft

[heytherejulia]

Only you ~ Harrison Osterfield

pairing: harrison osterfield x female reader

warning: swearing, crying, anxiety

summary: you had a really bad day and your boyfriend is there for you

word count: 1,4k

It simply wasn’t your day. Your alarm clock didn't ring on time, so you overslept. You forgot to dry your hair before you went to bed and it was sticking out in every possible direction, so you had to straighten it and you burned yourself. You were late for work, your computer broke, just when you needed to print some important documents for the meeting that was in the next ten minutes. When you were going home you got stuck in traffic and it took you almost an hour to get to your flat. You didn't have time to eat lunch or drink your tea, so you had a completely empty stomach all day, forgot to do the groceries, and finally, while going up the stairs to the fourth floor (the lift turned out to be broken), you fell, bruised your knees and hands and broke the heel of your favorites shoes. 

When you finally got home your already bad mood got even worse. The mess you'd left in the morning was bigger than you had remembered, and there was complete silence inside, which meant Harrison, your boyfriend of four years, wasn’t home yet. 

Usually you kept things in check. You were the one in charge in your relationship, you were always the one who had everything under control. Especially your emotions. Sure, you loved to share your emotions with your loved ones and cry during movies, but when it came to dealing with adulthood, you had the power. 

Usually, but today wasn’t that day. Today you were tired, and everything that could possibly go wrong went exactly like that. Normally you would just ignore it and get on with the things you had to do, but today wasn't normal. Today you were too nervous and frustrated and so damn tired you couldn't keep it cool. Tears began to gather in your eyes as you removed your worn shoes and coat. When you entered the bedroom and threw yourself on the bed, you felt a little better. The smell of your favorite fabric softener, blend of both of your perfumes, and what you could only describe as Harrison's scent soothed your nerves a little. 

When Haz came home some time later, he faced a complete silence and a mess he had made before he left. He was surprised that you hadn't cleaned it up when you got home from work. Not because he thought it was your duty as a woman to do the housework, but because he knew your pedantic nature and knew you would clean it up in a second if you were home or you just wouldn't be able to go on with your day if the flat was untidy. Yet Harrison was glad that this time he could do some of the chores and took that responsibility from you. 

About ten minutes later, your flat looked like your flat again, and the groceries were put in the right cupboards and then he finally headed to the bedroom to put his phone to the charger. He saw you lying under the pile blanket and heard your soft sobs. He immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, stroking your shoulder. 

‘Hi, love.’ When you did not react to his words he put his hand on the small of your back. ‘Come here.’

There was silence for a moment, broken only by your sniffling. Harrison didn't want to overwhelm you, so he waited for any reaction from you, the slightest gesture that would give him permission to approach you. After a minute, however, you came out from under the blanket and climbed onto his lap. Haz wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. 

‘Do you want to tell me what happened?’ In response, you just hid your face in the crook of his neck, and you just sat there for a while. Harrison was worried sick about what might have happened to affect your mood so much, as you slowly calmed down in his warmth, still crying silently. ‘Shhh, you're safe, I won't leave you. Come on, darling.’  

Harrison stared at your tiny body resting on his lap and noticed goose bumps on your skin. He took the blanket that was abandoned on the bed long ago, but you pushed his hand away. He looked at you in surprise. 

‘I don't want a blanket.’ You croaked. ‘May I have your hoodie?’  

Harrison tossed his head back, laughing, but either way taking off the mint hoodie he was wearing. You smiled gracefully as you settled more comfortably on his lap. The truth was, Harrison's clothes were kinda therapeutic for you. You weren't sure if it was because they were more comfortable than yours, or because they always smelled like his perfume, but they were just so soothing for you.

‘Have you eaten today?’ You shook your head as no. ‘So? Chicken with rice? From Sam's recipe?’

‘Yes, please.’ Haz laughed, getting up from the bed and walking towards the kitchen with you still in his arms. You wanted to help in preparing dinner, but he told you to sit at the kitchen island and handed you a mug of warm tea with milk. ‘Thank you darling. For everything.’ 

Harrison smiled warmly and kissed your forehead. When dinner was cooking your mood started to improve and you weren’t as devastated as you were when you came home. Now that you both were in a much better mood, you were dancing and singing to some random Spotify playlist. 

After dinner, you both decided to get some rest, even if only for a moment. It had been a tough day for you, and now that your stomach was full and all the tension left your body, all you could think of was a nap in your boyfriend's loving arms. Haz lay down on the bed after taking off his t-shirt and changing his jeans to causal gray sweats. He wasn't sleepy, but he wanted to give you a sense of comfort, so he covered you with a blanket and lay down on his back, going on his Instagram. 

‘Haz?’

‘Hm?’ You looked at him and stretched out your arms towards him. He laughed, pulling you against his chest. ‘Get some sleep, love.’ 

Moments after that, you were sleeping peacefully in his arms. Harrison lay still to not wake you up as you were the lighter sleeper in the world and he only looked at you with a lovesick smile. No one was aware of how much he fucking loved you. He always knew that, but today’s events, your daily routine, you both getting up, getting ready for work together, having breakfast tea together, knowing that you felt safe in his arms, that he simply was happy with you, made him realize that he wanted to marry you, that he wanted you to be his happily ever after. 

‘What are you thinking about?’ Harrison jumped slightly at the sound of your voice.

‘Marry me.’

‘What?’ 

‘I may not have another chance and the courage to say that. Y/N, you are the most important person in my whole life, you make me happier every day. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Inside and out. I want to have you by my side forever, I want to start a family with you, have children with you, grow old with yoy. Therefore, marry me.’

You laughed at the mixture of joy, surprise and affection.

‘You shouldn't be laughing! God, I'm so embarrassed right now. I made a fool of myself, didn't I?’ You looked into Harrison's eyes, which had shed with tears. 

‘No, Haz, no. Of course you didn't make a fool of yourself. I want to be your wife, I want to have children with you, I want to spend my whole life by your side.’ Harrison put his hands on your cheeks, drawing you to his lips. The kiss didn’t last long but showed all the love and joy you both felt. The kiss was sweet of the coconut balm on your lips, but also salty with your tears. 

‘I love you, Y/N. Most in the world. I know this isn’t the proposal you deserve, I don't even have a ring, but I love you and I want you to know that.’ 

‘I don't need a ring or any romantic gestures. You're all I need. Only you.’ 

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[spideyzgirl]

↳ *desire play* ༉‧₊˚✧

summary ↠ tom wants to try something new in the bedroom, but he left you in the dark about one important thing.

pairing ↠ tom holland x reader x harrison osterfield

warnings ↠ smut, threesome, cursing, cuckold, name calling, degradation + praise, dirty talk, oral (m+f), use of blindfold

wc ↠ 1533

(A/N) this better unflop me fr 😤

taglist | masterlist

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tom caressed your hips gently as he slipped his fingers under the sides of your lace panties. your lips moved together, the kiss getting deeper and hungrier. your hands pry at the waistband of his boxers, desperately tugging at the fabric.

he pulls away slowly and grabs at your hands, making you pout. “what’s wrong?” you ask.

“nothing, i promise. just wait here, i wanna try something.” he gently moved you off of him and gave you one more kiss before he headed out of the bedroom. you decided while you waited, you go ahead and strip yourself of your bra and panties.

a few seconds later he returned with a black cloth in his hands, and your excitement at his return turned into curiosity. tom smiled to himself as his eyes roam over your body, taking you in as he neared you. what an angel you were.

“tom, what’s that?”

“it’s a blindfold,” he held it up for you to see. “i wanna put it on you. would you be okay with that?”

“yeah, i’m up for it.” you nodded. you liked trying new things with tom, especially in the bedroom.

“good girl.” tom stands over you and puts the blindfold on you, altering it so it fits right on you. “it’s not too tight, is it?”

“no, ‘s fine.” there was silence after that, you didn’t even hear his footsteps moving around you. a few seconds went by as you waited anxiously. your heart pounded hard with excitement. you didn’t know what he was going to do to you, and that’s what thrilled you.

you flinched slightly when he parted your legs, his hands kneading your inner thighs gently, your skin burned with eagerness. he parted your lips, and you could feel his soft breath tickling your clit. desperation swirled in the pit of your stomach as you waited for him to do something, anything.

finally, he swiped his tongue from your slit to your pulsing clit, collecting your juices on his tongue. a sharp gasp fell from your lips, and you immediately moved to toy with your nipples.

he flicked your clit feverishly as he went to work on you with his tongue, eating your pussy like it was his last day on earth. you arched your back, nearly snapping yourself in half as moans erupted from your throat. your stomach tensed as he dipped his tongue into your hole, fucking you with the thick muscle. his large hands pushed your legs further apart, trying to taste more of you.

you ran a hand down to feel his hair, and when you did, you frowned a little. you don’t remember toms hair being this short. it wasn’t as soft or as curly as it usually was either. you tried to ignore it and focus on what he was giving you, but you just couldn’t shake the strangeness of it all.

“tom?”

“yes darling?” he responded. his voice came from a different direction though, and the tongue on your cunt never stopped going at you.

you ripped the blindfold off, and gasped when you saw harrison lapping away at your pussy. what the hell?

you looked to your left and there was tom, stroking himself with a pleased smile as he watched his best friend tongue-fuck you. it was harrison the entire time, not tom.

“it’s okay baby, relax. let harrison make you feel good.” tom let out breathily.

“god, she tastes fucking amazing.” harrison chuckled and went back to devouring you.

“i told you. my girls got the best pussy ever.”

you didn’t know what to do. you wanted to push him off of you, but you didn’t want it to stop yet, it felt so fucking good. would you be betraying tom if you let this happen? he was letting it happen. besides, you couldn’t say you never thought about taking them both at the same time. you never thought it’d become reality though.

you moaned at their words and let the pleasure take over your body. your eyes fluttered shut and you relaxed, letting the mattress take your weight again. tom smiled at your acceptance and rubbed himself faster.

the idea of his best friend giving it to his girlfriend was something that turned tom on plenty. it might’ve been the fact that he knew he could make you cum harder and faster than any other, and it was amusing to watch them try to outdo him. no one could fuck you better than tom.

he thought back to the night that inspired all of this. you woke tom up with your squirming, and you had started moaning harrison’s name in your sleep. he knew he should’ve been pissed, but he for some reason, he was turned on. so he watched you that night, listening to your moans and whines and praises. he even took it upon himself to stroke himself while he watched, and you both came. he didn’t even know it was possible for someone to do that in their sleep.

he hadn’t stopped thinking about that night ever since. neither of you brought it up to the other, so here tom was, surprising you with what you both secretly desired.

“you know baby, after you had that wet dream about haz that one night,” he spoke up. “i just couldn’t get it out of my mind.” your eyes widened at the mention of it. he wasn’t supposed to know about that. you felt guilty for keeping it a secret, and even guiltier that the dream happened at all.

“i- are you mad?” you whined.

“oh no baby, i’m not mad. god knows i should’ve been but fuck, after fantasizing about it, you just look so sexy this way darling.”

you moaned and tried pulling harrison closer to your pussy. shit, he was good. not as good as tom of course, but definitely a close second. harrison chuckled, the vibrations stimulating you even more.

“why don’t you put that mouth to use baby?wanna see those pretty lips around my cock.” tom moved closer to your face, and you eagerly took him in your mouth, moaning as the bittersweet taste of his precum smeared on your tongue.

you bobbed your head, whimpering around him when harrison pushed two fingers inside of you, thrusting and twisting painfully fast. tom threw his head back as his face contorted in pleasure, your whimpers and whines sending tingles up his spine. “good fucking girl.”

toms fingers find your nipples, pinching and pulling at the pebbled flesh. your mind was a blur and your body was on fire. tears pooled in your eyes as you took everything they gave you. it was too much, but at the same time you still wanted more.

“aw, my sweet girl is crying. what, does it feel good? is it too much?” he cooed, brushing a few stray hairs out of your face. you shook your head no, and he chuckled lowly. “not enough?”

you give him a pleading look, and he gasps after finally realizing what you’re silently begging for.“oh. i see what you want. damn, my girls such a slut.” he removes himself from your mouth and walks over to harrison. “slide over haz, one tongue just isn’t enough for my baby.”

harrison makes room for tom, and as soon as toms tongue was added with harrison’s, you were sent to second heaven. you’ve never had two guys taste you at the same time, the feeling was unexplainable.

it was painful as it was pleasurable. harrison was focused on your clit, while tom plunged in and out of your hole. your body went completely numb, and your mouth hung open, but you couldn’t make a sound. your back arched as far as it could go you were sure you’d break. “so fucking good for us.” tom mumbled, slapping your inner thigh. the pain only adding to the pleasing ache in your cunt.

you looked down in between you, and let out a shaky breath. the boys were sloppily lapping at you, not even caring that their tongues would clash every so often.

suddenly, your bubbling in the pit if your stomach before was threatening to erupt, and you couldn’t hold it back anymore. you finally released, your high crashing down over you, overwhelming you completely, liquid heat running through your veins. your body trembled as you let out a shrill cry, your pussy gushing all over the boys mouths.

“that’s my girl.” tom smiled and rubbed your thigh soothingly. “did so good for us love.”

they cleaned a bit of your juices off of your thigh, as you laid there completely out of breath, your body still trembling. tom took notice of that and shook his head at you. “oh darling, we haven’t even fucked you properly yet.”

“w-what?” you asked, your mind still foggy from your orgasm. you look to harrison who was taking his belt off while eyeing you like food.

“we’re not done with you yet, love. look at what you’ve done to harrison,” he spoke. there was no denying the tent in his pants was because of you. “you’ve gotta help him feel better now, darling.”

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[jahayla-parker]

Period Simulation: Gf!Reader

———-

So TikTok resulted in me having decided to do a period simulator writing with several of the guys.

I only did it for the Holland/Osterfield ones as I’ve not gotten any responses for the other people yet. But if you want their versions, let me know.

Also if you want a pregnancy simulator version as like a pt 2, please inform me!

Warnings: pain, stupid boys, fluff, a few curses, etc.

Tom Holland:

“And this is supposed to be what you feel every day?” Tom asks, lifting his shirt so his girlfriend y/n can apply his the simulator connection patches to his skin.

“Well everyday I’m on or around my period, yes” y/n giggles, firmly securing the patches.

“Mate, my sister has called out of school for this, why are you doing that?” Harrison laughs, shaking his head as his mate gets more and more electrodes stuck to him.

“‘m just curious” Tom shrugs.

Haz shakes his head and leans back in his seat as he waits.

“Okay Tommy this is level 1 which isn’t really much. I don’t even feel it when I tried it” Y/n says, turning the device on.

“What level are you normally?” Tom asks, flinching slightly as the simulator starts contracting his muscles.

“Usually? I’m a 8 or 9. Sometimes a 10 but I usually take meds if it get there” y/n shrugs.

“How high does it go?” Harrison questions.

“A 10” y/n answers, turning the device up a level.

“A-and you go all the way to that?!” Tom asks, his breath hitching when the device increases the pressure.

Y/n hums, turning to ensure the camera is recording. His fans, and mum, are going to love this.

“Alright babe, you’re doing well. A bit quiet but are you ready for the next level?” She asks.

Tom nods and forces a soft yes.

Y/n bites her lip to keep from laughing at how he’s still so low and already struggling.

A few levels later and Tom is sweating, his hands running through his hair and down his face in frustration.

“Do you want to stop?” Y/n asks gently.

“He can’t stop!” Haz argues.

Y/n glares at Harrison before facing Tom, “you can stop”.

Tom groans but shakes his head no.

“Alright a few more to go then” y/n says.

Y/n bites her lip as she debates stopping even though Tom doesn’t want to give up.

He’s sweating as if he just did a workout for a new Spider-Man film. His sleeves bunched up in his fists at his side.

“Fu-fuck. How do you do this?” Tom groans after agreeing to go up another level.

“You’re at a 9 now T. We can stop” she says.

“N-n-no. You said you get 10s, I want to know what that’s like” he argues.

“Tom, you don’t” she begins to protest but Tom just shakes his head.

Y/n sighs and presses the button to increase the level one last time.

Tom grunts and places his hands on the chair in front of him as he tries to bare the pain.

“T-th-this” Tom mumbles through his clenched jaw.

Having had enough of his stubbornness, y/n shuts the device off and steps up to him to remove the cords.

Tom’s clammy hand grabs one of hers and squeezes, “darling you deal with that each time?”.

Y/n stifles a laugh and nods as she turns to stop the recording.

Tom let’s out an exacerbated sigh, “whenever you’re on your period again I’m giving you a daily massage and warm bath”.

Y/n blushes and kisses his cheek before wrapping her arms around her stubborn yet sweet boyfriend.

Harry Holland

“Alright Baz, shut up and stop messing with the cords” y/n complains.

“Yeah, are you scared?” Tuwaine teases.

“No” Harry defends quickly.

Y/n laughs and starts the device upon securing the adhesive stickers.

“I can feel it but it isn’t bad” Baz shrugs.

“It is only at a one Harry, give it a minute” y/n smirks, eagerly waiting for her boyfriend to regret having said she was exaggerating her discomfort today.

“Go up then” he laughs.

“You don’t want to take it slow?” Y/n asks, a knowing look on her face.

Ignoring her nonverbal warning, he shakes his head.

“You said today was a 7? Let’s start there” he suggests.

“Alright” she says, shaking her head as she plugs in numerical value for the level.

“Holy crap” Harry says, his voice somehow managing to deepen.

Y/n smirks and crossed her arms over her chest in defiance.

“Was I exaggerating?” Y/n asks.

Baz hangs his head and shakes his head no, “‘m sorry love”.

“That’s what I thought” y/n smirks, turning it off. “Now you owe me tea”.

Harry rubs his lower abdomen and takes a swig of his beer before heading to the kitchen, feeling guilty for doubting y/n. He certainly won’t make that mistake again.

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Sam Holland

“I mean you know I’m willing to cook us dinner love, you didn’t need to pull the whole period card” Sam teases, setting up the kitchen workspace.

“Period card?” Y/n asks, turning to look at Sam’s mum Nikki who was already looking at her.

“Yeah, you know. The thing girls do to get guys to do things for them” Sam explains, setting out his dishes.

“Excuse me? I simply said my cramps are making it hard to move so I’d rather use the heat pad than try to cook right now” y/n argues, her hands on her hips.

Nikki shakes her head at her son’s ignorance.

“And it’s fine love, I don’t mind. I’m just saying you didn’t have to make up it being hard to stand right now” he says, kissing her cheek.

It’s clear to y/n and Nikki both he doesn’t mean anything bad by it, instead just assuring her even if she just didn’t want to cook that he would.

However, y/n feels she needs to set the record straight for him.

“I wasn’t making that up” y/n sighs, “in fact! Remember how the other day Baz’s girlfriend had to show him what it felt like?”

Sam nods and raises his eyebrow in question.

“Well, she left the thing here because she said, and I quote, ‘they’re twins so you’ll probably need this for your Div of a boyfriend too’. Seems she was right” y/n says, dragging Sam away from the stove.

“Do we really need to do this?” He asks, looking at his mum for help.

Nikki just smirks and nods as she helps hand y/n the tools.

“But I’m trying to cook us all dinner” Sam argues.

“If you’re thinking I made it up, why are you resisting so much?” Y/n laughs.

“Fine, just start then, I’ll cook with it on” he says.

“I’ll start you off with what I feel the week leading up to it” y/n says, starting the device as Sam begins to stir the pasta.

Sam mumbles a curse word under his breath as his hand grips the spoon tighter.

“Alright fine, this is uncomfortable. I wasn’t doubting you were in pain love, just that it was possible to still cook” he defends.

“Mm, Sam this is where I’m currently at” she says, increasing the dial.

“Oh bloody hell” Sam groans, his arm pushing downwards to hold his stomach sigh so much force it knocks the pot over.

“Shit, l-love watch out” Sam yells, moving to get y/n out of the way.

Y/n shuffles with him and turns off the period simulator.

“Did we set the record straight?” Y/n laughs.

“Mmmhmm, crystal clear. I’ll make whatever you want to eat whenever you want to eat it without a word” Sam says, kissing her cheek.

“Watch your language in front of the poor girl Sam. Although, the bloody hell part was rather ironic” Nikki teases.

Harrison Osterfield

“Mate I gotta film that” Tom complains as Harrison teasingly shoved the camera away.

“I’m not doing this for you Div” Harrison clarifies as he watches y/n apply the electrodes to his skin.

Harrison’s girlfriend y/n has been having a particularly rough period this month and Harrison has been doing everything he can to help her.

Y/n has been so appreciative of how Haz would run to the store immediately after work to bring home chocolate if she ate it all the night my before, keeping her heating pad warm for her, cuddling on the couch, buying her more feminine products when it randomly hit, etc.

Upon seeing her frowning to herself earlier that morning, Harrison asked what was wrong.

He quickly learned she felt bad that he was taking such good care of her when she was sure that to him it seemed like she was fine.

Harrison had argued he knew she was in pain and even if she hadn’t been that he would’ve still taken care of her.

However, he noticed she acknowledged this but didn’t seem to truly believe it.

When talking with a coworker about it, his coworker joked about how lucky Haz was that y/n didn’t force him to try something called a period simulator.

Harrison immediately began his research into this item and located the nearest store that had one in stock, leaving in his lunch to pick it up.

Upon arriving home, he told Tom the plan and they got it set up as they awaited y/n returning from work.

Harrison knew it was going to suck but he wanted to know what it was exactly his precious girl had been dealing with.

Tom, however, just wanted to record his pain for his own enjoyment.

“Yeah, yeah. But-“ Tom began until the boys heard the door creek open.

“Hazzy?” Y/N’s soft voice called out, walking towards where the boys were.

“In here love” Haz called, his chest clenching at how weak she sounded.

She’s always had rough cycles, but this one had really been hard on her. Or, maybe she was just now comfortable telling him about it.

Either way, he was going to gain full understanding; whatever the cost.

“What’s going on?” Y/n asks, setting her purse down and walking until her hands were settled on his bare chest.

“I found a period simulator, I’m going to try it” Harrison said, pulling her in for a quick kiss.

“Harrison! You do not need to do this” she assured him.

He nods, “I know. But I want to know first hand what you’re feeling. Well, as much as I can. This is how to do that”.

Y/n sighs and strokes his face tenderly, “are you sure?” .

Haz smiles at her and nods, “yeah, as long as they’re legit”.

Y/n softly chuckles, “they are. Charlotte and I drunkenly tried one at girls night a few months ago”.

Haz shakes his head and laughs with her, “only you and my sister would do that”.

“Alright, so I want to set it at your number, what number are you?” Haz asks.

Y/n steps back to see the machine and see how high it goes.

“Is it like based off the number in the box of pads?” He asks upon not hearing an answer.

Y/n blushes and shakes her head, “no babe. That is the level of flow”.

“Gross” Tom groans.

“Shut it mate, it’s natural Div” Harrison defends.

“You’re precious Haz. Alright, so this looks like the same one Char and I used” y/n says as she hovers her finger over the button for her level.

“Are you sure about this?” Y/n asks hesitantly.

Haz nods and smiles sweetly at her.

Y/n squints her eyes knowing he’s not going to be smiling much longer as she reluctantly presses her level.

Harrison sucks in a need breath as his eyes widen.

“Breathe baby, and I can stop it at any time” y/n says, grabbing his hand.

“How long do they last?” He asks.

“It depends, it can be awhile. But you’re not doing it that long” she exclaims.

“But-“ Haz argues, his eyes squeezing shut as the machine beeps that it has finally reached her level

“Nope” y/n says, squeezing his hand for comfort. “You’ve done more than enough” she says.

Harrison isn’t able to make a retort as he holds his breath in anguish.

“Shut it off” y/n says over her shoulder to Tom, who took the machine from her.

After Haz’s chest shakes a bit with his unsteady breath, y/n turns to glare at Tom.

“I said shut it off. Now” she demands, and Tom quickly turns it off.

Haz slumps his shoulders as his head rests on y/n.

“Come on angel” y/n says, unhooking Harrison from the machine, “let’s get you some icecream and advil”.

“Periods suck” Harrison says timidly as he walks hand-in-hand with y/n to the kitchen.

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[northsalpha]

the  children  of  ansel    (    in  birth  order    )    as  written  about  in  a  journal  kept  by  ansel’s  bedside.

eleanor  tomlinson  as  merewina    (    merrie    )    dragenson  nee  anseldottir. 

and  though  she  came  first,  she  never  stood  with  superiority.  her  mother’s  daughter  through    &    through,  merrie  became  the  heart  of  the  pack;    beloved  sister,  cherished  friend.  it  was  she  who  would  heal  the  wounded  and  feed  the  hungry.  she  who  would  teach  the  children  how  to  read.  though  born  a  wolf,  merrie  rarely  turned  and  yet,  inner  wolf  was  never  clearer  in  the  fierce  loyalty  she  displayed  everyday.  the  same  loyalty  that  saw  her  die  at  mikael’s  hand,  shielding  families  from  his  onslaught.

joseph  morgan  as  niklaus    (    klaus    )    mikaelson.

each  full  moon  drew  me  closer  to  klaus.  it  was  undeniable;    a  strong,  stubborn  bond  that  i  could  not  shake,  no  matter  how  much  esther  insisted  i  must.  the  call  of  my  own  was  loud    &    i  yearned  to  be  near  him,  to  raise  him,  to  teach  him.  i  waited  for  the  day  he  would  trigger  his  curse    &    need  me,  but  that  day  never  came.  the  pack  was  never  complete  without  him.  i  was  never  complete  without  him.  i  should’ve  done  more.      this  insert  includes  many  hand  -  drawn  pictures  of  a  young  niklaus,  sketched  by  ansel’s  own  hands.

eysteinn  sigurdarson  as  cadman  anselson.

born  two  minutes    &    seven  seconds  before  his  twin  sister,  and  rest  assured,  he  never  let  goldiva  forget.  cadman  stood  with  the  confidence  of  an  alpha  before  he  could  even  truly  understand  the  meaning  of  the  word.  i  watch  him  lead  warriors  into  victory  after  victory,  and  he  did  so  with  a  valiance  not  even  i  myself  possess.  he  did  not  marry  nor  have  children,  and  he  believed  that  made  him  a  stronger  leader  for  it  gave  him  nothing  to  lose.  perhaps  he  was  right.  though  nothing  like  his  namesake,  i  feel  in  my  bones  father  caedmon  would’ve  felt  honour  in  knowing  my  son  fought  with  his  legacy.  

thea  soie  loch  naess  as  goldiva  anseldottir.

and  should  anyone  ever  doubt  goldiva’s  place  on  the  battlefield,  they  certainly  never  lived  to  make  that  mistake  twice.  my  daughter  was  born  with  fire  in  her  eyes    &    a  wolf  in  her  heart    /    claws  already  sharpened  for  war.  she  embraced  the  change  on  her  eighteenth  birthday,  underneath  the  blood  moon  and  standing  side  by  side  cadman,  neither  ever  truly  apart  from  the  day  they  arrived  together.  i  fear  cadman  struggled  without  her  when  she  died  at  mikael’s  hand  and  he  did  not.  it  turns  out  he  did  have  something  to  lose  after  all.

harrison  osterfield  as  ricmann    (    ric    )    anselson.

ricmann  was  a  quiet  child  and  he  remained  so  throughout  life.  the  boy  seemed  more  interested  in  nature  than  people,  whispering  words  to  the  injured  birds  while  nursing  their  broken  wing.  he  would  spend  hours  with  the  plants,  tending  to  vegetables.  though  his  name  meant  the  power  to  rule,  he  grew  up  a  gentle  soul,  burdened  by  the  weight  of  the  moon  in  the  sky.  i  could  see  the  pressure  he  felt  to  follow  in  his  sibling’s  footsteps.  i  hope  he  knew  i  would’ve  loved  him  regardless.  it  was  a  conversation  we  never  got  the  chance  to  share  before  mikael  slew  us  both.

freya  allen  as  hildegyth  anseldottir.

the  youngest  girl  of  a  large  family.  i  think  it  bothered  her  sometimes;    too  often  mistaken  for  a  child  when  she  was  so  desperate  to  grow  up  as  fast  as  possible.  she  became  the  perfect  combination  of  us  all,  carrying  herself  with  the  softness  found  in  ricmann's  heart,  but  fighting  with  cadman’s  spirit  if  ever  required.  overcame  obstacles  with  determination  that  could  only  be  learnt  from  goldiva,  yet  in  turn,  won  many  villager’s  admiration  with  that  same  ability  to  love  i  saw  in  merrie.  it  was  as  if  we  took  the  best  parts  of  us  and  gave  them  to  her.  she  wasn’t  just  a  wolf.  she  was  a  force  and  those  that  underestimated  her,  soon  realised  the  error  of  their  ways.  hildegyth  survived  mikael  and  i  watched  over  her  as  she  raised  merewina’s  daughter  as  her  own.  because  of  her,  our  legacy  lives  on.  

unseen  in  this  gifset  as  beowulf  anselson.

our  littlest  wolf.  beowulf  came  to  us  as  a  miraculous  surprise,  born  on  a  cold  winter’s  morning,  with  sif  clutching  my  hand.  we  loved  him  dearly  in  the  short  time  we  had  together  as  a  family,  and  though  i  know  he  struggled  to  remember  us  as  i  watched  him  grow  from  the  other  side,  i  do  not  regret  dying  to  ensure  his  survival.  my  approach  distracted  mikael  long  enough  for  brida  to  run,  beowulf  tucked  safely  in  her  arms.  i  died  knowing  he  was  in  safe  hands.

#in character. ⸻ edits. #you were born to create. ⸻ children of the north. #family!!!!!!!!!! #i introduce u to... klaus' half siblngs #i am obsessed with every single one

[junetuesday]

tom holland masterlist

♡ a collection of fics, oneshots, blurbs, headcanons etc.

♡ all tom holland x female reader unless marked with a 👤 which means the reader's gender is not specified

♡ otp

All of the stories in this section are set in the same ‘universe’ with the same couple. Apart from 12 Days they’re not in any particular order so you don’t have to read any of them to get the others. 

12 Days of Christmas (and beyond): Series Masterlist // one 🔥| two | three 🔥| four | five 🔥| six | seven 🔥| eight | nine 🔥| ten🔥 | eleven | twelve 🔥 + valentine’s day 🔥 + june 1st  🔥

On The Subject of (Headcanon Series): Forehead Kisses 👤 | Neck Kisses | Hair Playing | Big Spoon/Little Spoon | Clothes Sharing | Terms of Endearment | Random Texts 

Smut

A Covert Operation

Got a Bed With Your Name On It

Pull Over

FaceTime

Keep Quiet

Beg For It

Wanna Taste?

Whistle

Jealous  👤

Missed You

4:31am

Polo and Prosecco

Mine

Uninterrupted

Fluff

Tom Holland vs Aunt Irma

Idiot.👤

Pop. Six. Squish 👤

#BestNine

Angst

Maybe We Could Go to the Movies?👤

Blurbs etc.

‘Distraction’ kiss 👤

‘Before bed’ kiss 👤

”We just watched Toy Story 3 and now we can’t stop crying”👤

‘Everyday😘’  (Pull Over add-on)

“Hear me out, what if we have sex?” 👤

Playing video games with Tom and his brothers 👤

Tom keeps a picture of you and Tessa in his wallet 👤

”Were you dreaming about me again? 👤

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?”👤

Bathing Tessa Headcanon 👤

10 Best Boyfriend Qualities  👤

10 Worst Boyfriend Qualities  👤

When it’s too hot to sleep in clothes...  👤

A surprise visit 

Physical v Verbal Headcanon  👤

Travelling when you’re sick  👤

When you’ve had a bad day at work  👤

Misc. soft shit headcanon  👤

Tom being a salty puppy when he gets sunburned  👤

That time Tom got sick on the press tour  👤

Snoozey Tom Headcanon 👤

Swimming in the sea

♡ sweetener

Series Masterlist

♡ au/other

Smut

Somethin' 'Bout You 

Thinking Bout You (FWB/Roommate AU)

Girls/Boys/Boys  (Tom x Reader x Harrison Osterfield)

Truth or Dare 

Forget the Bed 

When in Paris (CEO!Tom)

Release (Uni AU)

Girls/Girls/Boys (Tom x Reader x Female OC)

Good Girl (Mob!Tom AU)

Crash Course  (Fuckboy!AU)

Strange Occurences (Enemies to Lovers AU)

Safe (Friends to FWB)

“One Drink?” (Exes to Lovers)

Crossing Boundaries (Best Friends to Lovers)

Serendipity (neighbour!tom AU)

One Night (FWB/Uni AU) 

Fluff

No Lollygaggin’👤

Lovely👤

2AM 👤

Parking Practice 👤

...and they were roommates (roommate! AU) 👤

Facial Fractures and Mugs of Moscato  (Uni AU)

Angst

The Chain 👤

Absence (Uni AU) 👤

If It Means a Lot To You 👤

Gen/No Relationship Specified

Rock, Paper, Scissors 👤 (Roommates AU)

It’s Called Fashion, Thomas 👤

Blurbs etc.

Time of the Month Headcanon

Slow Down👤

Sing👤

Insufferable (Best Friends to Lovers)👤

Wake Up Call (Dad!Tom AU) 👤

Usual? (Coffee Shop AU) 👤

Parenthood Headcanon 

First time getting a BJ Headcanon

[websterss]

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 — 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: The reader is a knight and has fought to earn her place amongst the other men, plus the reader’s father was one of the greatest knights in the kingdom. And she trains harder than any of the other knights. 

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Fluff, some angst I guess

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2,815

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Prince!Harrison Osterfield x Knight!fem!Reader 

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you like it! This is an old repost.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

There had been a time where a little girl dreamed of living in riches and dressed properly in the finest gowns made by the best seamstresses. That dream brought her hope and fascination. Royalty was something she wanted for her family more than her own desires. Her family didn’t have the best money, but they did have something going for them. Her father served as a knight for the Osterfield’s, a royally rich family who repaid the Y/L/N’s back for allowing her father to guard the royal family.

As her father trained and fought when Y/n was barely a small child, he often brought her along and let her explore the parts of the castle where he built up his strength with the rest of the men who served. Y/n would wander around carefully avoiding swords that clashed together and sharp knives being thrown at their target. She’d go down a long corridor where it would lead her to the stables. This had to be her favorite place to go. Especially after her meeting with the king and queen’s son. Harrison.

Harrison and she hit it off quite nicely after he offered her an apple after having fallen down from trying to climb on top of one of the horses. Just a scrape on the knee and a juicy red apple to calm her cries. The two were only eight and nine at the time. By now Harrison was learning the ways of ruling an entire kingdom all on his own, for now at least, since he was to be betrothed to a princess on his twenty-first birthday. Yet you knew better where your priorities stood. And that was to serve and guard your majesties and fight in any war that could harm the royal family and its kingdom.

Having a place amongst the other knights was an honor. Serving and protecting your king and queen was basically giving up your life for theirs, but it was a sacrifice you were willing to do for your kingdom and for your father. After having won in a chaotic war, to which your father prepared his entire life for, nothing could have prepared him for his beloved wife to fall ill. This was shortly after your twelfth birthday.

A common sickness that your mother had held. The doctors said there was nothing that could be done other than being by her side during her last few hours. It brought you despair and utter depression to watch her go. Her eyes slowly closed. It replayed in your head over and over, until it became a nightmare you would wake up from.

Her dying changed some part within you that it made you hate any higher end for taking her so soon. It made you angry, it made you do the one thing that your father never wanted you to become. But alas, there was nothing he could do to prevent you from being a noble knight like he was. He forbade you, but he knew better than to think you would actually listen to him, and to what he had to oppose.

He hadn’t let you touch a bloody sword until you turned sixteen. Then that’s when your training began. A lot of the younger boys who were about your age considered you a dainty girl who could break under a simple beating. They made fun of you, but what would they know, you were a girl, so what, it’s not like they’ve haven’t seen a girl before. You were a girl who had something to prove, not just to the boys who laughed and mocked you or even your father, but to the girl’s who didn’t believe they could be above a man.

It was not easy at first, the guys definitely did not go soft on you, which you were grateful for, but it did hurt nonetheless every time they pinned you under them. You could not put your finger on the number of cuts and bruises you received from them. 

-

The groans you let out as one of the boys you would be paired up with, Philipp, had always managed to get a tight hold on your wrist. Pinning them above your head with a stupid smirk plastered on his lips.

“Sure you got the hang of it there, sweetheart?” Philipp would taunt you. He was never one who liked to be beaten, so as long as he had a girl, you, underneath him. All the guys saw him as an equal.

“Get off me.” You’d grunt as he always felt the need to apply pressure to a bruised area on your body.

“If we were not training, I would like this position a tad more, don’t ya think so?” Phillip was rather straightforward when he wanted to be, but when he spoke what was on his mind, it usually wasn’t quite appropriate.

“I said get off!”

“Make me then.”

“Phillip, I believe the lady asked you to let her go.” His voice brought chills down your spine as you noticed how quiet the training area got.

It was almost an everyday thing where the prince himself got you out of situations where you needed help. You never asked for his service or the constant saving. You were a knight, and a knight played the hero, not the damsel in distress. Stressed out you were at times, but a damsel, certainly not, and never would be.

“You did not have to do that.” You protested.

“You did not have to become a knight either, but here we are. Besides, Phillip was being an arse.” Harrison’s expression gave it all away, he was angry.

“And he will keep being an arse if you do not quit helping me. I am not…” You paused. “a damsel who needs saving, Harrison.” You clenched your jaw and let a few teardrops fall. Your face hardened. You had grown tired of the constant pleading and arguing. You did not have the time to put up with him.

“You are not a knight yet, Y/n, so I’ll keep being your knight in shining armor until then.” Those would be his final words every time you confronted him about the way he saw you, the way he treated you. As if you were a delicate flower, so precious, so dainty that even the slightest crush or touch from a hand would somehow cause you harm. You would lose a petal and begin to fade. You were not going to have none of it though. 

-

It was a regular evening at the castle. Some of the knights were standing guard, keeping a close eye for an intruder. The king and queen and their youngest, Princess Charlotte, were all tucked away in their chambers fast asleep getting a good night’s rest. The prince, however, was very wide awake, and couldn’t get the tiniest bit of shut-eye. Staring at the dark ceiling tucked underneath the sheets, he couldn’t help but feel the need to get out of bed. Not having the slightest idea of what he would find, Harrison slipped on his breeches and a shirt. He left his shirt untied, letting the thin black strings hang loosely on his chest. He slipped on his boots and left his chamber.

The corridors were slightly dimmed by the burning torches up against the walls, it wasn’t completely dark, but not dark enough where he couldn’t see.

Walking past pillars he was all too familiar with, he soon realized he was coming close to the training area. A glimmer of light illuminating the entryway of the double doors. One door was ajar, however.

He got closer and then finally heard heavy grunts and puffs and the sound of the targets getting hit. He stepped forward glancing inside to see who had the nerve to be up this late at night.

He wasn’t sure who it could be, the curiosity got the better of him and he leaned his body weight against the door frame, getting a clear view of the person.

And lo and behold, there you were facing the knives you just threw perfectly alongside the arrows you arched just minutes early.

You were quite out of breath, and the beads of sweat on your face and neck lingered. Some of it could still be seen right down the cleavage area on the top of your breast. Even in this state, Harrison could not help but admire you more.

You ran the back of your sleeve against your forehead. Taking a deep breath before grabbing a hold of your crossbow, pulling it upwards to aim.

“Isn’t it past your bedtime?” Harrison announced his presence inside the room making you quickly turn around at the sound of his voice.

Harrison stood with his arms crossed over his chest.

“As opposed to your bedtime?” You quipped back at him.

“I am the prince I can do as I please.” He rolled his eyes as he took long strides towards you. 

“And I am a knight, I can train as I please.” You turned your back to him. “Preferably alone that is.” You said over your shoulder.

“Ah yes.” He nodded playing along. “Will you see lady Y/n.” He smirked knowing how much you dislike being called lady. “You certainly can train, but you wouldn’t be much use if you keep overworking yourself now would you?” He hovered over you, standing closely behind you. The touch of his fingers sweeping your hair to one side was too good to be true. 

“I am not overworking myself.” Your chest rose and then fell from short of breath.

“Your sweating love.” Harrison walked around to face you fully. His hand rose to brush a few strands of your hair out of your face.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “That is what happens when someone works very hard.” 

“Why do you need to work harder?” He looked at you confused. “I am still hoping to prove my worth.” You shrugged.

“Worth? You most certainly have proven the strength you contain and your capability of pinning even the strongest man there is. What more could you possibly have to prove?!” He shook his head in disbelief.

You stared at him for a brief moment before shaking your head and retrieved your two swords. Of course, Harrison would be clueless to what you needed to prove. Too busy trying to be king, he forgot the one thing you disliked him doing. If he couldn’t figure it out for himself then you were going to have to do it yourself.

“Y/n?” He furrowed his brows as he watched you throw your swords and catch them by the blades.

“What do you think you are doing?” He stepped back as you took a step towards him.

“Proving myself.” You let a deep breath out before lunging yourself at him.

Harrison reacted rather quickly, dodging the arm you swung towards his head. Once he stood tall again he stared at you wide-eyed.

“Are you mad?”

“Fight me!” You swung your swords again.

“What? No, Y/n stop this!” Harrison kept dodging your swings. He was ducking and backing away from your approaches. He was getting really tired of trying to get away from you, so he did what he could do. Right as you took another swing at him he crouched and spun kicking your leg outwards. The contact made you fall on your back with a grunt.

Harrison acted quickly and straddled your hips to get you to stop moving. He grabbed a hold of your wrist and pinned them above your head.

“Will. You. Stop!” He groaned as you continued to squirm underneath him.

“Get off me!” You growled.

“No.” He narrowed his eyes on you. “I did not wake up to fight you.” 

“Then why are you even here?”

“I was concerned about you.” His eyes softened a bit.

“I’m fine.” You huffed as you felt defeated by his hold.

“I do not believe you.” He stared down at you with those blue eyes of his.

“Get off.” You muttered quietly.

“Not until you tell me why you felt the need to fight with me.” He shook his head. You continued to squirm around more until you finally caved in. “You see me as weak.” You frowned.

“What are you talking about?”

“I am talking about you treating me as if I am still a damsel in distress. It has been a very long time and to this day you keep doing things that make me look dainty.” You admitted. 

“What things?” He questioned.

“Well for starters this!” You motioned to how you and he were laying on the floor.

“Oh.” He quickly released your wrists. “I didn’t know that bothered you.” He dusted the dirt off him before offering his hand to you. You took it, either way, then got up to your feet. 

“It does.” You wiped off the dirt on your worn out dress.

“Why is it so important to you that I see you as anything but dainty?” He came closer to you. 

“I have tried my hardest to prove to your mother and father and the other men that I can be just as strong and capable of going into battle, but even if I am working harder, it seems like the only person I can’t seem to prove that too, is you.”

“I know you are strong Y/n.” He smiled to himself a little.

“If you know I am, then why do you constantly keep trying to get me out of harm’s way? You keep trying to prevent me from being a knight. Why is that Harrison?” 

“For that exact reason, love. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“It is a little too late for that now.” You scoffed softly. “That’s no reason though, why do you hate the idea of me being a knight?”

“Ever since I met you, you have shown me how tough you really are. There is no denying that, but ever since your father came back from war injured, you haven’t stopped thinking of being a knight. You were never told to become one, you just did. You have never told me why you wanted to be one, it has always been a mystery to me. And as much as I don’t like you using a sword, or battling the other men, you are most certainly great at it.” He smiled at all the times where you had managed to pin some of the other men down. “I have never seen you as someone who is dainty or weak for that matter, but you have been my best friend for as long as I can remember, so getting the chance to know you and grow up with you, you have a spot in my heart. I couldn’t bear the idea of something terrible happening to you.”

You took everything he told you. Every word, every movement, every shine that glowed in his eyes. You could not have asked for a better best friend, one you have grown to love with all your heart, and much more.

“Have I ever told you how much you mean to me because you do.” You laughed shakily.

“I do not believe you have.” He chuckled, taking a step after another, until he was right in front of you. His eyes wandered over every small detail of your face, only this time he was really observing you. Taking in every bit of you. He raised a hand and cupped the side of your face. His thumb rubbed over your cheek softly. Your breath hitched as you soon came to realize just how close the proximity was between the both of you. You could feel the slightest breath he let past his nose hit directly onto your lips.

“You mean so much to me.” You whispered as your head rested against his own.

“As do you to me.” He lifted your chin up so your eyes could meet his. “I want you to know that…I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled softly, not thinking much of his words.

“No, love, I love you. Not just that, I adore you, in more ways than one.”

“Harrison-” You began shaking your head not believing the words he was speaking to you.

“I hope you feel the same way as I do.” He said.

“I do.” You muttered.

“I want you to be right by my side when I am crowned king. Forever and always.” 

“What about your princess?”

“That is my decision, not my fathers or my mothers. I want nothing more, but you.” 

“You mean that?” You smiled.

“Every word my love.” He leaned down and captured your lips in a slow rhythmic kiss.

“Forever and always?” You pulled back for air.

“Forever and always.” He kissed one more time.

#harrison osterfield #harrison osterfeild x reader #harrison osterfield imagines #harrison osterfield imagine #harrison osterfield x fem!reader #harrison osterfield oneshot #my gif #writings by juls

[hungryfan45]

Tom Holland with his killer bone breaking abs as a pred?

Tom's abs make him look strong. But they're really soft and squishy. So soft in fact that Harrison Osterfield accidently sank right into them!

[justasmisunderstoodasloki]

I posted 2,721 times in 2022

76 posts created (3%)

2,645 posts reblogged (97%)

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I tagged 569 of my posts in 2022

#joseph quinn - 43 posts

#eddie munson - 35 posts

#the sandman - 31 posts

#andrew garfield - 27 posts

#legendary post - 26 posts

#loki - 24 posts

#joe quinn - 22 posts

#dear no one - 21 posts

#spiderman no way home - 18 posts

#harrison osterfield - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 132 characters

#i really thought today was 1st of april until i checked to see if mobile network was on 0 again. first time i used all it in a month

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I love when Daniel goes "gi gi gi eh eh eh eh"

36 notes - Posted September 10, 2022

#4

After 1,5 of having the same background I finally changed it!

Unfortunately, the gif background I have for my lockscreen can't be posted:((

Anyway, here is my homescreen. Feel free to use it yourself!! Let me know if you like it and/or if you use it

43 notes - Posted February 1, 2022

#3

Hello, I am here to announce that I have found someone new to crush on

*drum roll* it's Tom Sturridge!

And let me tell you, that voice!!!😍

70 notes - Posted August 23, 2022

#2

Closer| E.M. Imagine

I had this idea for an Eddie x female!reader imagine. Thought/ dreamed about this last night. I'm currently on my period, started to hurt like hell when i went to bed. Had a hot water bottle but I think having an Eddie would help a lot too.

This is not proofread, but you'll get the idea anyway.

You're best friends with Eddie. One day when you're hanging out at his place, you fall asleep in his bed. This happens in the evening/ night, so Eddie decides to also go to bed.

The two of you are quite close: you are comfortable enough to talk about everything, or just quietly enjoying each others company, but als frolicking (kind of like the relationship he has with Dustin). However you never cuddled when sleeping or when you're simply hanging out.

In the morning before you left your house, you're period started. Surprisingly, you barely had any pain until the night. Soft moans of pain left your mouth as you were in a deep sleep.

This woke up Eddie, he asks you if you're alright. Still in a very sleepy state you say that you're on your period. He proceeds to ask if you need anything. You mumble 'No, just hold me.', and he does. Eddie pulls you closer, your back against his chest. His right hind gently rubbing your stomach you help get rid of the pain.

When you wake up, Eddie is holding you. Laying on your sides, your head against his chest, Eddie's hands caressing your head and your back, and your left arm around his torso. You don't remember saying you wanted Eddie to hold you, but you definitely don't want him to stop or to pull away yourself.

Okay, that was my little idea! I hope you liked it!

93 notes - Posted November 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

1) Derry Girls S3 finally on netflix 👌 2) Liam Neeson is Derry Girls👌👌 3) this fucking gem of a scene👌👌👌👌👌👌👌

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[monarch-butterfly-03]

Loathing Desire Teaser pt. 2

New York City is the home of successful businesses. Practically if you made it in New York, you can make it anywhere. But in the city of business comes with a lot of competition. It isn't easy to succeed as everyone knows competition is filled with deception, lies, and betrayal.

Two of the largest buildings sit on either side of the city. One belonging to the Walker family and the other belong to the Holland family. Since anyone could recall, the two businesses have the greatest rivalry between each other. Competing against the same deals, stocks, and partnerships, the hatred between the two businesses consistently grows darker.

Being the eldest daughter in the Walker family, Venus Walker grew with the intention to take over the family company since she was born. Her life has been filled with endless amount of wealth, cameras, and red carpets ever since she learned how to crawl. The girl was born in the spotlight.

The attention, beauty, and popularity were all perks to her billion-dollar life. But the most pride she gets is singlehandedly managing her families company. Although the company still technically belongs to her father until he passed it down, she took great dignity in her work.

Venus Walker was as beautiful as she was determined. 

Being on endless covers of magazines, billboards, or talk-shows, she had an image to uphold and succeeded that perfectly. But her beauty can be deceiving from her personality. Everyone who ever met Venus Walker knew her for her stern and ruthless attitude.  Don't be deceived by her appearance as she is known for making grown men cry. 

Yet this vicious and independent woman had a sweet soft side that no one ever saw. Not even her boyfriend.

Elijah Hill has been dating Venus for the past year but has never seen her without her walls up. Joseph Walker and Amelia are the only to people who has seen Jocelyn get emotional. The entire world, her family, and friends mainly saw her for the coldhearted business woman she was destined to become. The image her father desired her to uphold. Not knowing the burdens she holds underneath the surface.

The same thing is said about Thomas Holland. 

Tom is the eldest of the Holland family and destined to take over the family company when his father resigns in time. Although he is only a year older than Venus, he has proven himself to his father to take over the company by sustaining this stone-cold personality that is as merciless as an army general, never taking no as an answer.

Walker Enterprise and Holland Corp. are rival businesses competing to get to the top. In business, if you are not first, you are in last. When a contract that could end all competition between the two businesses arise, things begin to take a turn when partnerships force Venus and Tom to work together.

Will this loathing hatred between the two continue to grow? Or will Venus and Tom discover that there is a fine line between love and hate?

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Character Face Claims: ~ Tom Holland as Tom Holland ~ Harrison Osterfield as Harrison Osterfield ~ Theo James as Elijah Hill ~ Lauren Simmons as Amelia Lockhart ~ Ty Simpkins as Joseph Walker (YOU DO NOT HAVE TO PICTURE THE CHARACTERS THIS WAY, BUT THIS IS HOW I (the author) WROTE THEM TO BE BASED OFF OF.)

#tom holland #tom holland x oc #harrison osterfield #harry holland

[poguesholland]

Hey could you write something for Harrison where you really like him but the last person you were with rejected you so your scared to tell him

“Fucking tell him already, Y/N” Tom groaned, cutting you off. He was sick of hearing you talk about Harrison over and over with no intention of acting on your feelings. This had been going on for a year now and all your friends were so done with this.

You let out a laugh, thinking Tom was being sarcastic. “Sure, Of course Tom, great idea” You spoke sarcastically only to look at Tom and realize that he wasn’t joking. Not the slightest bit. “Are you joking? There’s no way I could ever tell him. Not after what happened with Alex” You shook your head, the idea of Harrison ever finding out how you feel almost bringing you nightmares.

Alex was a guy you had liked last year. You two were the closest anyone could be and naturally, you developed feelings for him. Everyone thought that the feeling was mutual. But when you told Alex how you felt, he shot you down in the worst way possible. He broke you.

“You what?” Alex spits, as you began to feel like he wasn’t too happy about what you were saying. “I, I like you” You repeat, with less confidence this time. Alex shakes his head, raising his eyebrows with a look of frustration displayed on his face. “I can’t fucking believe this” He mumbles under his breath, hands going through his hair. You stand there, not really believing the way he was reacting right now.

“Alex-” You start but he cuts you off, “Just shut up!” He yells at you making you flinch. Alex grabs his stuff and quickly walks towards the door, his shoulder bumping into yours. “Why would you ruin this?” He asks, angry with you for ‘ruining’ your friendship. “You made me think you feel the same way! Don’t act like I’m some crazy bitch who likes you!” You retort. “How could I ever feel the same way about you?” Alex spits, and your heart dropped to the floor and he slammed the door.

“We both know Harrison would never do what Alex did, Y/N, if you don’t tell him I will”. You raise your eyebrows at Tom, believing that there was no way on Earth that what he was saying could be true. “The boys and I are sick and tired of hearing you bitch about how you much you like him, so if you don’t tell Harrison by the end of the week, I will.” Tom deadpanned and you turned as pale as a ghost.

Tom gets up from the table, making you scramble to get up and follow him. “Tom! Tom, you’re- No, you’re joking. Right? Tom, no!” You pleaded and he turned around to face you. A smirk plastered on his face as he saw the fear in your eyes. “Bye, Y/N” Tom leaned on to leave a kiss on your cheek as you froze in place, crossing your hands over each other. You raised the finger at him, only making him laugh.

How could you possibly tell Harrison how you felt? What would you even say? How could you deal with him not feeling the same way? What if it ruined your friendship? What if he laughed at you? But a little part of your brain thought the opposite, what if he felt the same way?

Three days go by and you were yet to say anything to Harrison. Tom and the boys were keeping a close eye on you, giving you a warning look when you two were alone and you left to avoid saying anything. They had been trying their best to make sure that you two were always left alone for as long as possible, in an attempt to give you as many opportunities as they could. But, alas, nothing worked.

“Tom, do you wanna help me get something from the kitchen?” Harry rushed as he quickly got up from the couch. Tom immediately followed, “Yeah! I need-Um, some ice, yeah ice”. Harrison looked at them skeptically and you gave them a death glare. Now it was just you and Harrison on the couch.

Harrison laughed lightly, “What’s up with those two divs?”. You forced a laugh, covering up the anxiousness you were feeling at that moment. “No idea” You raised your eyebrows, but Harrison could tell that you were acting weird. Your hands rub your arms, trying to rid yourself of the nervous goosebumps beginning to appear on your body from the tension between you two.

“Y/N, is everything-” He starts but you shoot up off of the couch. “I need some ice!” You stutter out, rushing to the kitchen only to be met with a glaring Tom and Harry. You walk past them like nothing was wrong but Harry gives you a smack on the head. “Ow! What the fuck, Harry!” You yelp in pain, clutching your head to try to relive it. “Tell him” They both whisper-yell at you before leaving, making you huff.

Every time you almost said something, you could genuinely feel your throat dry up and words would not come out of your mouth. But as those three days went by, you found yourself trying harder and harder to just spit it out.

Harrison didn’t know why you were being so distant lately. You two were always together, always sitting beside each other, always taking naps together, always going everywhere together, but that was not the case anymore.

You rested your head against the couch, sprawling your legs out in front of you. Harrison and you continue watching the movie intently, the popcorn he had made already finished while the movie had another hour to go.

Harrison shifts to find a comfortable position and is unsuccessful, so he turns to lay his head on your lap and put his legs up on the couch. This was how you always watched movies but as soon as Harrison did so, you shot up from your position feeling panicked.

Harrison’s head hits the couch making him groan, reaching a hand up to rub his head. He looks up to say something to you, but you were already long gone and out of sight. Hurt fills Harrison’s chest as he was now sure that something was up with you.

You unlock your door, walking into your shared apartment. Immediately, you take notice that your roommates were nowhere to be seen as you close the door. However, you were proven wrong when you walk into the kitchen to see Harrison, making you jump up. “Shit, Haz! You scared me!” You exclaim, putting a hand over your heart as you laugh. His heart hurt once he heard his nickname leave your mouth, it’s been days since you said his name. It was his favorite sound coming from you.

The laugh on your face quickly falters as Harrison doesn’t respond, not even making the effort to turn around to look at you. You furrow your eyebrows, “Hello?”. No response. You walk around the kitchen counter to stand next to him, but he continues cutting up the vegetables he was cooking. “Harrison?” You call out but he doesn’t even turn to acknowledge your presence.

“Is something wrong? Did I do something?” Your voice quiet as you watch him, not even phased by you talking to him. “Talk to me Haz, please?” You call out again and Harrison drops the knife on the cutting board, huffing in frustration. He turns to face you with an angry look on his face, making you even more confused.

Harrison raises his eyebrows, “So now you want to talk to me? No, I’m sorry, now you feel like talking to me?”. You look at him with confusion, “What? I always want to talk to you. What are you talking about?”. He shakes his head, crossing his arms in disbelief as he looks at you.

“Harrison?” You question him again when you don’t get an answer. “Don’t fucking Harrison me!” He yells in frustration but lowering his voice after he realized, “Just don’t”. Unintentionally, you flinch at his loud voice. You rest your elbow on the kitchen counter, trying to figure out what he was talking about and what got him so mad.

A huff of defeat escapes your lips, “What the hell are you talking about?”. Harrison clenches his jaw and bites the inside of his cheek. “You haven’t talked to me all week, you run away when I enter a room you’re in. As soon as we’re alone, you leave. You can’t even look me in my fucking eye, Y/N! And now you want to talk to me?”.

You immediately shut up, looking anywhere but at Harrison as you feel ashamed of yourself. Harrison moves closer towards you, looking into your eyes as you try to keep your composure, avoiding his eyes. He looks at you for any sign of a response, but shakes his head when he doesn’t get one. “I’m not fucking doing this right now” He mumbles under his breath, walking out of the kitchen.

“Tom told me I have to tell you about my feelings for you before the end of the week, or he will” You sigh, not sure if you even thought that whole sentence through before saying it. Harrison freezes in his place as he tries to register what you just said, there was no way. No, this didn’t make any sense.

He turns around to face you and your eyes meet, your eyes full of fear that this would be the end of your friendship. “I couldn’t talk to you all week. I- Um, I was too nervous to be around you and couldn’t bring myself to tell you, but here we are I guess” You ramble quietly as Harrison stares at you with a dumbfounded look.

“About your feelings for me..” Harrison tries to comprehend and you nod, waiting for any sort of response from him. His silence was killing you. “I didn’t want to do it, after what happened with Alex-” “Alex is a dick” Harrison retorts, his voice sour at the sound of his name. He absolutely hated him, even before he broke your heart. He hated him even more when you were crying into his chest every night about what Alex did.

He didn’t tell you this but as soon as Tom told him what happened, Harrison went to Alex’s apartment. All of Alex’s neighbors could hear Harrison yelling at him as Alex stood there, like a coward, trying not to cry. Harrison knew you would’ve gotten angry if he told you so he kept it to himself, and swore that any guy after that he would keep an eye out on.

You clear your throat, “Yeah- Um, that’s true. I just- I was scared that you would...”. Harrison continue the sentence for you, “I would do the same thing”. You don’t reply, knowing Harrison was hurt from that comment. “Y/N, I am nothing like Alex, okay? You know that, you know me” He speaks quietly, taking a few steps towards you and you nod.

Your hands grip the counter behind your back as you look at the boy in front of you, trying to digest the information you were saying. “Did Tom tell you why you should tell me?” Harrison asks with a bit of realization in his voice, confusing you. “No, Um- He just said I should tell you how I feel”. Harrison nods, a small smile making its way onto his face.

Staring at him blankly, you try to make sense of why he was smiling. You had just ruined your friendship, was he happy? Relieved? Harrison walks closer until his hands grip the counter behind you, only a few centimeters separating the two of you.

“Did Tom tell you that I feel the same way? That I’ve had feelings for you for almost three years now? That seeing you with any other guy broke my heart? That I wanted to kill Alex for what he did to you?” Harrison asks, his voice quiet. Your eyes widen, thinking that this had to be a joke.

Harrison’s hand slides to yours on the counter, holding it gently. “That I had no idea how he could lose such an amazing girl like you? That I thought he was crazy to not appreciate how lucky he was to have you?”. You open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out. His hand slides up your arm, going to cup and caress your face slowly. You felt yourself shiver at his touch, almost like it was electricity.

“W-Why didn’t you-” “Tell you?” ,He continues and you nod, “Just thought that there was no way you felt the same about me”. You straighten your back, your chests now brushing against each other. “I would be crazy not to love you, Haz” You admit, and Harrison’s hand grips your tighter once you said those two words. “Y/N, be very careful with your words okay? I cant-” He shuts his eyes, leaning his forehead against yours as he tried to control himself.

Your fingers slip in between his, resting on the counter as Harrison opened his eyes. “I know” You state quietly, showing that you were being one hundred percent truthful. Harrison quickly leans forwards to push his lips against yours, making your breath get caught in your throat.

His lips move against yours in perfect sync as he moves closer to you, pressing you harder into the counter and his body. The hand on your cheek moves to your waist and grips it tightly, kissing you needily. A hand of yours goes to his chest to steady yourself.

You slow your lips against his before pulling away to catch your breath. Harrison licks his lips as he looks at you, admiring how beautiful you are. “I love you” He speaks up, and you look up at him. A shy smile finds its way to your face as you bring your arms to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. “I love you too” You whisper against his lips and feel him smile. You lean in to kiss him before both of you smile into the kiss, breaking it.

Harrison brings you in to hug you tightly, holding you so softly, like you were made of glass. You rest your head in the crook of his neck as you take in his warmth. “Holy shit! Tom what did I tell you! Both of you divs owe me a hundred each!” Paddy yells, startling both of you. You move your head to see Tom, Harry and Paddy looking at the two of you, only making you hide your flushed face once again.

“Finally told him, did you? Wonder who gave you that idea” Tom teases and you whine, making Harrison laugh. He holds you close to him before slightly turning around to face the guys, mouthing an excited ‘yes’ and pumping his fist to the air. You feel Harrison shoo them out of the kitchen, just wanting to be with you.

Harrison’s arms hook under your thighs and lift you up, making a squeal leave your lips. You wrap your legs around his waist as he walks towards his bedroom. “No fucking while we’re in the house!” Harry yells making you yell at him, “Harry!”. Harrison only laughs at the two of you and shakes his head, “Only been twenty minutes and you already made a dirty joke, Harry”.

“Ignore him, love” Harrison mumbles against your cheek as you giggle. The nickname makes butterflies appear in your stomach. You were grateful that your friends had pushed you to tell Harrison how you felt. Because what else would you need other than this?

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[harrisonthegoldenboy]

Patiently waiting for Haz to drop some content

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[hilllsnholland]

What about CEO!Haz coming home and he's had a stressful day so the reader makes his favorite supper and cuddles with him to help him destress

I need someone like reader right now 

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The door of the flat slams so loudly that it startles you. The sound of Harrison’s briefcase and shoes hit the floor with a loud thud and you can hear Harrison muttering under his breath. You jump from the couch to greet your boyfriend but was taken aback from his appearance. His suit was pulled apart from stress, the bags under his eyes were dark, and he barely even brightens when you walk up to him. 

“Haz, what happened?” You stop in front of him and Harrison slumps into your embrace. 

“Fucking work sucks. Everyone is so stupid Y/N.” He mumbles into your shirt and rubs his face against the fabric. 

Harrison loved his job, he was proud of his work and company, but it got the best of him during the busy months. You sigh, rubbing his back to relax him. Harrison doesn’t move, he just wants to be in your arms and to be taken care of. You pull Harrison to the couch and lay him down, throwing a blanket over him and kissing his head. 

“Stay here, I’ll be right back.” You promise and hand him the remote. 

You go into the kitchen and pull out the ingredients to make some tomato soup. Something Harrison liked because it reminded him of his childhood and it always put a smile on his face. Harrison tried to get comfortable in the living room but he was restless without you. He put some mind numbing show like Love Island on and waited for you to come back to hold him, 

“Y/N,” He whined and hugged a pillow. “I miss you,” He says softly. 

You walk back into the living room with two cups of soup for the both of you. Harrison immediately softens a little when he sees you made him his favorite meal and moves so you can sit next to him. You position yourself to be the big spoon, watching him relax with his meal and your touch. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” You ask and massage his head through his hair. 

“No, I just want cuddles.” He pouts. 

“Alright, after you’re done.” 

Harrison finishes his cup and puts it on the end table then turns to you with wide eyes. You laugh, opening your arms for him to fall into. Harrison lays in your arms, his coming around you and squeezing you tight. You place your unfinished soup on the table with his, focusing all your attention to rub his back and whisper sweet nothings to him. He smiles sleepily, his head falling on your chest while he falls for his exhaustion. 

“I love you,” He yawns.

“I love you too Haz,” 

You kiss him softly which made him smile as his eyes finally close. You wait until he’s softly snoring to move to a more comfortable position. Harrison lays on your chest, his body finally relaxed as you made sure he was taken care. 

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[jahayla-parker]

Haters -A Harrison Osterfield SMAU

Warnings: hate comments/bullying, lowered confidence, cursing, crying, the rest is fluff though!

P.s. no hate to Grace, just used as his ex for accuracy, and no hate if these usernames are legit accounts I just made them up for this smau

Summary: Reader is Haz’s gf but haters make a few mean comments and the boys jump to her defense. 💕

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yourusername: he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️

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hazosterfield: darling you have tons of smiling photos of me, I gotta use my modeling skills so that you have some others too; gotta keep my girl interested 😘

tomholland2013: it’s true, he’s always smiling when you’re around

yourusername: I’m sobbing stop 😭 (& I’m always interested💕💜)

hazosterfield: 😁😘

hollandandosterfield52: maybe he doesn’t smile because he doesn’t like you🤷‍♀️ solution seems pretty simple to me, he should go back to Grace

hopelessosterfieldgirl: omg he looks so good. Why are you complaining?! He’s the one stuck with you while you are fortunate to even know him🙄

*Harry sees the hateful comments and sends this to the group chat*

*back to SM perspective/posts*

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Harryholland64: doesn’t smile for her? Lmao I took this photo when she was simply walking back over to our table that night. This is how he constantly looks at her. So stfu. 💜

yourusername: Baaazzz, stop this is so sweet thank you 😭

yourusername: did you just use a purple heart emoji? I thought you said you don’t use that one

harryholland64: I decided I’ll only for you, you’re one of my best friends and deserve it 💜

hazosterfield: Harry, mate, thank you. Between the heart emoji thing and the post she’s thankfully smiling now ❤️

yourusername: I was already smiling again thanks you to baby😘 I’m just feeling even better now. And the emoji isn’t the big deal it is the color he chose. He made fun of me when he saw I always used the purple one and said he never used it. 🤷‍♀️

hazosterfield: lol I see 😊 I thought it was just because it was your favorite color

yourusername: that too 😂💜

samholland1999: I think she always texts using the purple one BECAUSE it is her favorite color so you are technically correct 🤔

philosterfield: Harrison, Y/N, what’s going on? Is everything okay?

hazosterfield: once sec mum ❤️

tuwaine: yes Baz, let’s go! We love you Y/N 💜

yourusername: I love you guys too 💜

tomholland2013: someone text me what is happening. 

harryholland64: mate check the group chat

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philosterfield: one of my favorite pictures from Christmas a few years ago of my sweet Harrison. It was Y/N’s first Christmas with us but it was well worth the wait. I’ve seen them together countless times of course but I never get over it because they are so good for each other and no matter what it is they are doing, they’re having fun together. I’m so blessed my son found someone like Y/N, she’s better for him than I could’ve ever hoped. I am hearing that people on here are being rude to her but I beg you stop because I’ve never seen my boy this happy before Y/N

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hazosterfield: thank you mum ❤️ this was really sweet. YN says to tell you she’ll respond once she stops crying. Happy tears this time she says! 😊

tuwaine: yes momma P has it correct!

hazismylove: this is so cute! I didn’t know she was getting hate though! Leave her alone guys

yourusername: thank you for everything again. I know I’ve said this a million times but I’m never going to stop. You raised the best man I could’ve ever dreamed to find and I not only have him in my life but you and Charlotte as well and couldn’t be happier. You’ve all welcomed me into your family and home and made me feel loved. Thank you 💜

philosterfield: you’re part of this family dear. If you need anything, please call ❤️

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tuwaine : Haz is a smiley mate but this Div saves this particular smile for her. This is from one of their FaceTimes before she moved here, he’d always screen record them so they can both rewatch later when they were apart and unable to talk at the moment (one was working, asleep, etc.) So don’t even try to come for Y/N/N when this sickeningly sweet video exists. If you do, you’re going to have a lot of British blokes to deal with in return as she’s like a sister to the rest of us💜

yourusername: you all are going to make me a crying mess today (good tears this time) 💜 thank you Tuwaine

hazosterfield: thanks Tuwaine ❤️, you’re the best mate, btw I still have these videos, even in the ones where I had a rough day she’s making me smile 🥰

yourusername: stoopppp I love you so damn much 😭💜

hazosterfield: love you always angel ❤️💜

harryholland64: OMG I remember this video, these two divs wouldn’t even get off the video call long enough for us to grocery shop but sure it’s not clear they love each other right?!

hazosterfield: Yn says she loves you guys. She’s got a bit of a headache so I’ve managed to convince her to take a nap so long as I keep my promise not to post or say anything until I’ve had time to calm down. It’s worth it if she sleeps💜

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tomholland2013: I’m normally not the one to do this but it is needed. For some god forsaken unknown reason some people on the internet seem to think that either my best mate Haz isn’t in love with his amazing gf of 3 years or that she isn’t the best person for him. I want to clear a few things up, the first being that while your words may hurt someone they don’t change anything. Next, I’ve watched these two somehow fall more in love with each other day after day and I could not ask for a better woman for Haz than Y/N so kindly leave them alone. These photos are from a video-call he and I had after they moved out of the shared house and into their own place. First one is his reaction to her name even being mentioned and the second was the way he looked at her when she walked into the room. I’ll leave it at that. 💜

hazosterfield: thank you Mate. I couldn’t agree more ❤️

yourusername: Tommy, thank you so much. You didn’t need to do this. Also, I LOVE these photos 💜

tomholland2013: Yes I did, you’re not only one of my best mates but also the most incredible person and I think we can all learn something from you two’s relationship

hazosterfield: she and I both say thank you again mate. ❤️

tuwaine: yes T, so true!

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samholland1999:  I’ve known Harrison forever and Y/N for years. I’ve known them before they got together and all 3-something years they’ve been dating; although the time before featured an embarrassing amount of pining- mostly Haz🤣. You probably don’t know that for their first stay-in date night I was in the UK and Harrison FaceTimed me from Tom’s studio in America to have me watch and correct his cooking as he wanted it to be perfect for her; I’ve never seen him so nervous in my life. Fast forward a bit and she found out about this and repeatedly assured him she liked his cooking even when I wasn’t there to help. You could tell she truly meant it too and these two divs were making messes in the kitchen all throughout quarantine (and probably still are) with huge smiles on their faces the whole time. Anyone who thinks he doesn’t smile for her is grossly mistaken. He never fails to be excited or happy to see her. They were probably only apart for like 10 hours when this photo was taken. She’d gotten off early and was able to come after all but hadn’t told him yet so I texted to get an extra cup but wouldn’t say why. When he got back to our seats and saw her, this was his reaction (plus almost spilling the drinks in excitement 🙄). Not only does she make him happier than I’ve ever known him, she’s also an ace of a girl inside and out. 💜

yourusername: Sammy, thank you for this 💜 💜

hazosterfield: thank you mate, these have all made her smile ❤️

tuwaine: 💯

nikkihollandphotography: this is a super sweet photo. ❤️ I seem to have missed something but based on the context I just want to say that @/yourusername sweetheart you are such a wonderful soul and I’ve loved watching you and @/hazosterfield grow together and love each other through the hard times.

yourusername: Nikki thank you so much 💜

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charlottesparrowxx : This is only time you will see photos of just my brother on my page. That’s because this photo shoot was something truly special. Y/n heard from my mum that she wanted new professional photos of Haz and I, so for a gift she paid @/Harryholland64 (there was a LONG argument as he doesn’t want money from friends ever and she refused to not pay for it; in the end she won) to do a session with us for her. As if the gesture wasn’t enough, to illicit a more “authentically detailed smile” as Harry put it, he simply told my brother to pretend Y/n was behind the camera. Idk if it was the idea of her being there or hearing her name that provoked the smile but it worked. I knew before then that my brother had fallen head over heels in love with her but this really sealed that. She’s truly a fantastic friend and she’s like a sister to me so I don’t appreciate the comments being made about her. 💜

hazosterfield: Char, thank you ❤️ this was a wonderful example how amazing she is and makes me feel. P.s. to answer your question, it was both 😊

yourusername: I’ve seen these stunning photos (of both you of course) before obviously but I still love them 😍 I never knew the story behind these particular shots though 😭💜

hazosterfield: In case you’re wondering my love, it was both reasons that caused the smile; but they both boil down to you. It’s always you 💜

yourusername: Harrison John Osterfield, my precious baby boy if you don’t stop I’m going to melt 💜😭

philosterfield: an amazing gift ❤️

harryholland64: I knew it’d work. 😌

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hazosterfield: I promised I wouldn’t post until my anger went away and I thought it was something attainable. But I don’t think this burning rage is going to ever leave. She’s my entire world; always has been from the moment she and I met, long before we were even dating. I was this close to posting a response to the comments when she noticed the anger in my eyes and asked what was wrong. She didn’t even know what had happened. I wanted nothing more than to shield her from it but before I could she saw them. There’s no excuse for saying hateful things on the internet to anyone. But my God, YN is the kindest, most generous, open minded, courageous, determined, supportive, hilarious, uplifting, loving, and radiant person. So to say those things to someone like her is just infuriating. Not to mention, she’s not only the love of my life and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, she’s also my best friend and confidant and I wouldn’t be the man I am today without her. She’s been there through it all. She took the first flight out and flew across the world to comfort me and be there for me when my father passed despite her having her own responsibilities. She was there holding me together when my dog had to be out to rest. It’s not just the big things , she’s there even if I just had a long day at work or woke up cranky. At the end of the day, she knows I love her and I know she loves me so nothing anyone says or does will change that. Nevertheless, as you’ve seen today, even though we never asked them to, if you make hateful comments about my beautiful soulmate you will have but just me but countless friends and family to answer to. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, my dearest angel, I love you more than life itself and promise to make sure you never begin to believe any of the nasty and untrue things ignorant people dare to say about you or us. 💜

samholland1999: seems like a good reason to break a promise, this was adorable Haz. This photo is fire YN

hazosterfield: technically I didn’t break the promise, I asked her if I could post something yet and she said as long as I wasn’t as angry as I was early; then she went back to sleep ☺️ I’m hoping her headache is gone when she gets up 🥺 I’m still angry but not as much, you guys helped with that mate ❤️ and she’s always breathtaking 😍

yourusername: Harrison f’n Osterfield I’m crying, I love you so unbelievably much😭💜 I seriously have the best boyfriend in the universe. Hazzy, get in here and cuddle please 🤗💕

tuwaine: mate I’m tearing up, you two are perfectly made for each other. And she’s killing it again here 🙌

tomholland2013: couldn’t agree more mate, love you both. ❤️ looking good Y/n/n

harryholland64: you two are so lucky to have each other I swear. Judging by the fact Haz is not responding I’m assuming y/n got her requested cuddles 😂

charlottesparrowxx: knowing my brother he probably full on sprinted to the bedroom to comply with her request for cuddles 😝

yourusername: yes Baz I’m getting my cuddles 🥰and Char, Haz says to be quiet (well that was nicer than what he said but I’m not going to say that to you) 😂💜

philosterfield: I love you both, when you’re ready for a video call, I’d like to chat with you both ❤️

hazosterfield: we love you too mum, we’ll call you in a bit ❤️

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yourusername: I’m reposting these first two photos because he’s jaw droppingly (yes I know that’s not an adjective but I don’t care) gorgeous and the hateful comments towards me don’t change that. I mean, damn right?

When I posted these first two this morning, I captioned it in a way that clearly upset some people. For those of you who missed it before I deleted the post, it said “he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️” and within less than an hour, people were commenting hateful things. I’m not here to whine or draw more attention to them. If you don’t like me or what I post or say, feel free to not follow me. I won’t be offended or hurt, I don’t need your presence to feel good about myself. Especially when you’re here to simply drag me down, compare me to others, or say my loving boyfriend doesn’t love me. Who even does that? I could go on and on about how/why this behavior is not acceptable but that’s not the point of this post. Just know your comments aren’t going to hurt me. I know my worth and love myself even if you can’t. And even on days where my confidence is lower or faltering I have the world’s best support system and hype team imaginable. The rest of this post is to focus on them, hence the photos💜 (I couldn’t decide the order of this so Haz suggested I do it in order of who posted first to make it easy💕)

Harry, you are one of my closest friends and have always supported me no matter what it is I am doing. You were also -queue the boys’ arguments to start again on this- the one who helped the most when I moved from the US to join you all in the shared house during COVID and then again when Haz and I moved into our own place. You and Haz are tied for best photographer as you both manage to find random times to get photographs of me that boost my confidence. 💜📷

Momma P/Phil, you truly are like a second mom to me and instantly welcomed me into your life and family; no words can describe how much that meant to me. You’ve supported Harrison and I’s relationship from the very start and still do. I promise to continue to always do my best to give your son the love he deserves 💜🌸

Tuwaine, you never fail to make me laugh even on bad days. You’ve also, unprovoked, elected to take the position of my personal bodyguard when Harrison isn’t around or is busy. I still remember you literally lifting me off the ground to get me away from a creepy guy at the pub on main my first year here while Haz and Tom were getting our table more drinks. Whether it is physically protecting me like that or defending me against people online, I know you’re there 💜💂‍♂️

Tom, gotta start with the obvious and thank you again for introducing Harrison and I. Even though you knew before Haz and I were ready to admit there was something more than friendship between us, you didn’t know upon first introductions so I have to thank you for making that seemingly unimportant (at the time) decision years ago as it was the best thing to happen to me and also prompted me meeting the rest of the boys. You became a friend instantly on set and I will always be grateful that we’re friends superstar 💜🤩

Sam, you’re the most laidback and calming presence in the group (apart from Haz but that’s mostly in relation to me not in general) and a place I can always turn to for advice or a sounding board. As with the others, you’ve been there for me more times than I can count. 💜👨‍🍳

Nikki, First I’m sorry I was told there isn’t a photo of you with Haz or all the boys -we need to change that 😉-. But, I have to say thank you for always having my back against a house full of boys (even if it had to be virtually at the time) and always keeping me posted about the stupid things my boyfriend and your sons did while I was in the US. 💜⛲️

Charlotte beautiful, you’ve become like a little sister to me and I love that. I always cherish the girl’s dates with you and momma P. Thank you for being such a positive presence and always encouraging me when I’m anxious. 💜👗

Harrison John Osterfield I don’t even know where to start. My special prince you are my best friend, my rock, and the best golden retriever boyfriend🥰. Hazzy, you should know firsthand how long I could make this but due to the character limit I’ll keep it brief and verbally continue my rambling instead 😘 Even when we were literally worlds apart, you were always there for me through everything. If something happened while apart, you’d fly to me asap and if I convinced you not to (rarely worked you stubbornly protective pain 💕) you’d still demand we FaceTimed even if I looked like a raccoon. You can always fix any mood I’m in and make me smile and feel better. I love your fantastic sense of humor and how down to earth you are. I promised brief so gorgeous thank you for being so protective and loving all these years 💜🌍

Thank you all so freaking much for everything and for always loving and supporting me , I have the best support system even after moving countries and I’m so grateful 💜 love you all sm.

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hazosterfield: I’m so pleased knowing that our mates and family will always keep you safe and happy even if I’m not around to do it. Mates, thank you for this, whether these posts (to the point she asked if I told you guys to post and I told her I didn’t even have to), shielding her from the aggressive paparazzi, or other concerning situations. I don’t care if it is verbally/emotionally supportive or physically like Tuwaine (thanks again mate) at the bar. I know no matter where she is, who she’s with, or what happens she’s always got a team ready to help her ❤️ And to my wickedly smart and stunningly gorgeous princess, you never cease to make my eyes water with your thoughtful words and behaviors. I love you always darling and will always have your back 💜😘

nikkihollandphotography: we can certainly fix that, as long as you’ll be in the photo too as I need a photo with you too ❤️

tuwaine: hahahahaha I REMEMBER that! I will always do that when warranted. At least now you won’t scream in my ear to put you down because you know I won’t drop you 😂

samholland1999: How has no one commented on their individualized emojis? Y/n/n you’re seriously the sweetest person to exist, I’ll have your back forever 🙂

tomholland2013: introducing you two back when he was my PA and you were helping the crew on set was the best thing for all of us y/n/n as you’re a light for us all ❤️

charlottesparrowxx: love you sis, I’m here if you need to talk 💛

harryholland64: you’re the best for letting me take your picture whenever. If we want to talk about stubbornly protective, that’s not just Haz with you but you with Haz when it comes to me and that mates’ jokes but we know Haz loves you for it and at the end of the day I suppose it’s sweet. 🤷

philosterfield: I accepted you into our family right away because of who you are. You don’t need to promise me to that you’ll take care of my boy, I already know it and see that ❤️

hlastnameboys_: we love you y/n thank you for not giving up on us all because of a few 💙

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[sunshinesteviee]

For the soft bf concept!

The reader is in her first trimester and is either not feeling well or craving sweets (or both) and Harrison pampers her the whole day with messages, bubble baths, spaghetti dinner, and flowers.

Pregnancy was taking a toll on you, and you were only in your first trimester. Harrison knew that you weren’t feeling well, and was doing his best to help you out however he could. And he knew that the past week had been particularly tough, so with the weekend approaching, he decided to plan out a day for you. He’d already made you breakfast and given you a massage, and he’d practically been waiting on you all day. Not that you minded, really.

After asking what you wanted for dinner, and then running out to get a few groceries, he came back with flowers also in hand. Which, of course, made you cry as you hugged him tightly. Harrison had started to get used to the pregnancy mood swings, so he just hugged you tightly, stroking your hair softly as he told you how much he loved and appreciated you.

Later, after dinner — in which he’d made spaghetti, just like you’d requested — Harrison offered to run you a bath, and you couldn’t say no. You stood in front of the mirror in your room as your sweet boyfriend started running the water, pulling your shirt up over your tummy. You weren’t showing yet, even though your body felt different and you no longer fit in your normal clothes quite right. One hand holding up your shirt, the other traced over your stomach a few times to let your little one know that they were loved.

You jumped in surprise a little as Harrison’s lips pressed to your cheek in a soft kiss, and his arms slid around your waist. One of his hands settled against your stomach lightly, caressing your skin softly, “Bath’s ready, m’love. You’re so beautiful, ya know?”

It took a moment, but you managed to turn yourself around in his arms, hands locking at the back of his neck, “Will you join me?” Before you could even give him a chance to answer, your fingers slid into his hair and you leaned up on your toes to give him a kiss, “That’s all I want right now. My baby and my boyfriend, in the bath.”

#yes hi this is soft #dad!haz #dad!harrison #harrison osterfield #harrison blurbs #haz blurbs #bf!harrison #anon #em answers

[duskholland]

Can i request maybe haz seeing you out playing with his niece and nephew in the backyard and he's talking to his mom about you being the one and getting a ring and she asks if he has one and he does and is showing it to his mom and its all fluff

this is possibly the softest request I’ve ever received. thank you for making me swoon over this entire concept lol. I'm really proud of how this turned out tbh. it's fluff central over here.

-- clearing out my askbox -- 

Harrison’s had plenty of nice moments in his life, but he swears nothing will ever beat this day.

It’s early July, and the sun is beating out across his back garden. The flowers seem brighter than normal, the grass greener too, and all of his friends and family are standing out in front of him. It’s his birthday, and you’ve organised a large get-together of everyone he loves the most in the world. He’d almost cried when you’d led him out onto the patio, blind-folded and completely in the dark to your plans, just to reveal the banners, and the people, and a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday. He’d known the moment that you’d squeezed his hand and asked what he thought, that you are, quite simply, the best thing to ever happen to him. 

Harrison loves you, with everything that he has. He loves you so deeply that it’s almost intrinsic, and he wishes he could cling to this moment forever.

“Are you having a nice birthday, love?” 

Harrison looks up, blinking a few times as he sees his mum beside him, a knowing smile on her face.

“It’s lovely,” he responds, chuckling as he digs his hands into the pockets of his shorts. “I think this is the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

Phil smiles, reaching up to pat his shoulder. “This was all Y/N,” she says. “She organised this whole thing for you.”

Harrison lets his gaze wander across to you, as he’s done frequently all afternoon. You’d started out by his side, but eventually, Charlotte had convinced you to come and entertain their cousins with her, and you’d been strong-armed into making the rounds with her instead. He’d watched as you’d chatted away with his sister, the both of you laughing like best friends until Charlotte had pushed you down onto a picnic blanket with his niece and nephew, winked, and left you to deal with them yourself.

You’re still out there, half an hour later, playing around with a wooden toy plane, entertaining two toddlers who are looking at you like you’re the world. You make small noises, imitating the plane as you zoom it around, entertaining the kids. Harrison can hear their bubbling laughter from across the garden, and he swears he’s never felt so content in his life.

“She’s perfect,” he finds himself saying. He forces his eyes away from you, a stupid smile on his face.

“She’s good for you,” his mum replies. “I’ve never seen you happier, Harrison.” There’s a brief pause. “I think she’s the one.”

Harrison bites at his lower lip, trying not to smile too widely as he nods. “Come inside,” he mutters discreetly. “Let me show you something.” He leads his mum back into the house, and they stow away in the linen cupboard. Harrison digs through the towels for a moment before procuring a large beaten shoe box. He rummages through it and then procures a black velvet box. “I got it last week,” he admits, passing it to his mum. “Do you think she’ll like it?”

Harrison’s mum gasps, her fingers carefully opening the box and exposing the glistening engagement ring. “It’s beautiful, Harrison,” she coos. Harrison’s surprised to see tears in her eyes. “She’ll make such a lovely bride.”

He blushes, taking the box back. Before he hides it away again, he takes a moment to admire the ring again. He’d been so nervous all day, dragging Tom into jeweller after jeweller. Neither of them knew the first thing about engagement rings, but the moment Harrison had seen this one, he'd known it would be perfect wrapped around your finger. He grins to himself as he pushes it to the back of the cupboard.

“I just hope she says yes,” he admits, scratching at the back of his neck as he walks out from the cupboard, his mum trailing behind. “I don’t know what I’d do if-”

“Oh, there you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Suddenly you’re in front of him, eyes wide with curiosity. Your gaze flickers out between Harrison and his mother. “What are you both doing in there?” You ask.

Harrison’s mum gives you a kind smile. “Just having a discussion,” she says. She presses her hand to your shoulder as she moves past you, adding, “Wonderful party, love. You did a great job.”

You mutter out a few words of thanks before returning your attention to Harrison, the two of you left alone in the hallway. “You’ve been acting quite suspiciously this week, Haz,” you point out, crossing your arms across your chest. “What’s going on?”

Harrison moves forward, his hands finding an easy hold on your waist as he kisses you softly, letting his lips linger against yours for a moment. You sink into him, the confusion on your face melting away as you wrap your arms around him.

“I love you,” he says, a whisper against your lips. “Thank you for everything you do for me.”

You let your hands move up to his curls. A light chuckle falls past your perfect lips, and Harrison swears it’s the most angelic noise he’s ever heard.

“Of course,” you say simply. You kiss him again softly. “I love you.”

#this is so. so so so so. incredibly soft. thank you #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x y/n #harrison osterfield fluff #myblurbs #harrisonblurbs #omg. marry me harrison i dare you #Anonymous #haz.sfw

[bigilante]

he do be acting all boyfriend for no reason, huh?

#sir you have no right #go away #harrison osterfield #haz osterfield #i love youuu #my babyboy #ho ; sm #ho ; gif #mine* #soft-gif #get out of my face #iso antics