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ihearthes · 4 months
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Hands (x)
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atlafan · 8 months
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Pleasing is like a boy you had a crush on for a while but you didn’t really know him, and then you got to know him and it was okay at first, like you still liked him, but then as time went on when he started to like you back, you lost interest, and now he’s the random dude who messages you once every 3-8 months hoping for a response
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justmystyles · 3 months
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New project I’m hyped to do, but will likely lose steam on:
LOT outfit inspired press ons. Up first MSG Night 8.
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fetusharryluvr · 1 year
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hii cud i request harry & yn painting each others nails while drinking & maybe playing never have I ever or truth&dare
like tooth rotting fluff
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aaaa i love this idea sm, i hope you like it 🍓
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“How many times ‘av we seen this film now?” Harry huffed, the sound sending a vibration through his body that you felt as you rested your head on his lap, staring aimlessly at the TV infront of you. “Swear I could quote it word-for-word at this point.”
You slowly turned your head up to face him with narrowed eyes, “Little Women is a pinnacle of modern cinema, Mr Styles.”
“You’re only sayin’ that ‘cause y’fancy Florence Pugh.”
“Heeey!” You whined, slapping him playfully on the chest. “I dunno what you’re talkin’ about.”
The two of you originally had a table booked at a restaurant in central london, but due to a particularly bad rainstorm, you thought it was best not to risk going out. That lead to you and Harry sprawled out on the sofa, watching a selection of your favourite films. It also meant you finally opened the several bottles of champagne you had leftover from Christmas, so the two of you weren’t exactly sober.
You were unable to pull your eyes away from the screen when it came to the scene with Amy’s monologue about marriage. You felt yourself subconsciously mouthing along with the words.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Harry jolted up in his seat with a gasp, almost throwing you both off of the sofa, “Can you paint my nails?!”
“Shhh!” You hissed, resting your head on your chin, “Laurie’s ‘bout to tell her how beautiful she is!”
Harry hopped up from the couch, and kneeled down in between you and the TV so you could see him. He put on his best puppy dog eyes that he knew, despite your drunken states, you wouldn’t be able to resist. “Please, love. It’ll be so fun, and I can paint yours after!”
You rolled your eyes at the adorable man sat infront of you. How could you say no to a face like that? “Fine,” you huffed out, “But we’re finishing Little Women afterwards.”
In the next ten minutes, Harry had popped one of his Fleetwood Mac albums on the record player, and you were sat at the dining table, aggressively rifling through your shared collection of nail polishes. Harry had ordered you off the sofa because he knew the last thing he wanted was for you to wake up tomorrow morning with a hangover, only to find nail polish spilled all over it.
“What colour d’you want, babe?” You shouted out, and he came running into the kitchen not two seconds later.
“You pick f’me.” He tells you, plopping himself down in the seat beside you.
You dug out a red and an ivory white from the bag, deciding to attempt the heart nails that Harry had done many a time before. He stretched out his fingers, laying his hand flat for you. You were quick to get started with the base coat, concentration laced in your features. Harry gazed at your focused expression in adoration, your brows furrowed together, and your tongue slightly poking out the corner of your mouth.
The soft sound of Everywhere began to play through the room, prompting the tipsy brunette to sway in his seat and hum along. What was a heart five seconds ago, now looked like something out of a crime scene. “Harry!” You scolded, causing the poor man to jump, “Stop movin’, y’pillock, you’ve ruined it!”
“‘M sorry, lovie.” He frowned, “Y’know how much I love Christine McVie.”
You nodded your head, rushing to clean the polish off of his forefinger so you could repaint it. “I know, she’s a bloody legend, but m’heart’s a red splodge now.”
After nearly an hour of you and your boyfriend belting out every last word to Tango in the Night, Harry’s fingernails were now covered in beautiful little hearts. Though, not all of them were perfect due to the double vision the alcohol in your system had given you, but he loved them nonetheless.
You admired your work with a bright, giggly smile on your face. “Look at ‘em, they’re so cute.”
“D’you want me to do yours now?” Harry looked up at you.
You puckered your lips in thought, before an idea came into your head. You grinned at the dimpled man next to you, “Why don’t we play never have i ever with shots?” You gasped, causing him to do the same. Now, sober Y/N never would have thought of such an idea, but drunk Y/N was like a whole new person, and Harry was just as intoxicated.
“Never have I ever…” you paused as you tried to think, “Tried something kinky in bed.” Harry smirked as the two of you both took a quick shot, then squirmed at the burning taste. Putting the glasses back down on the table, the two of you knew exactly what the other was thinking.
“Handcuffs.” — “Pegging.” You simultaneously spoke, prompting you both to share a confused look.
“Never have I ever DMed Florence Pugh asking if she’d be m’friend.” Harry giggled, taking a shot anyway, despite having never done it.
Your jaw fell open in the most dramatic way possible at your overly giggly boyfriend. “Oi!” You pouted, “Y’bastard, she never replied.”
“Take the shot, then, babe.” Harry cockily urged in a sing-song voice, gesturing to the shot glass in your hand.
In a sulky manner, you did as you were told. Putting down the glass and picking up yet another, you pointed your forefinger at the musician, “Two can play at that game, Styles.” You warned. “Never have I ever got locked out of my house and climbed through next doors window by mistake.”
“Heeey!” Harry whined, clutching his chest.
You bursts out laughing at the memory, “Poor Mrs Benson was terrified, you almost gave her a heart attack!”
“Right, woman, you’re playing a dangerous game.” Harry shook his head. The two of you agreed you’d had quite enough of never have I ever, and sat back down at the table once you’d cleared up all the empty glasses. He picked up the bag of nail polish, grabbing out two colours, “Red or blue flowers, love?”
“Blue, please.”
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Look at these pretty Harry LOT23 inspired nails!!
Credit: samrosenails on IG
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larrylimericks · 2 years
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9Jun22
Harry read the script, knew it by heart, And then ardently sought out Tom’s part; A truthful performance— The subtext’s enormous— When you can’t speak your truth, speak through art.
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sillyb00ks · 6 months
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How it started
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How it’s going
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romanarose · 3 months
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"Not like other girls" and "pick-me's" was a fun criticism about women who rejected feminism and had internalized misogyny
then the men get a hold of it and it became another way to make fun of women with different intrests.
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twostepstyless · 9 months
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Oh fucking look at him
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jmurhop · 2 years
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I can't get this quite right but I liked the concept. Oh well 🫤
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harry styles wants to be lazslo cravensworth soooo bad
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addisonnie · 1 year
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i felt as if y’all should see my nails rn. excuse the random bruising on my fingers i went snowboarding a couple nights ago and got my shit wrecked 🤸🏻‍♀️ i worked so hard on these fruity little nails and NOBODY has seen them today. so now u all will see them!
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justmystyles · 3 months
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I did another one! Birthday show inspired nail art.
Shoutout @walkingintheheartbreaksatellite for the suggestion!
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Hehe 😁😁
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halos-little-freak · 2 years
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A louie through and through!
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larrylimericks · 2 years
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11Sep22
Screening Edition With Peace Ring and pride, joy, and eloquence, H spoke of MP with pure reverence: How, when time gets wasted, You’re left devastated— Queer love’s for the brave—oh, the resonance.
Greening Edition Since H did his red-carpet rounding, The buzz of an Oscar’s abounding: A green-flowered lapel, To hint at his true self, The irony’s Wilde and astounding.
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