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[jahayla-parker]

Two Juggling Divs: A Harrison Osterfield x GF!Reader

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Harrison tilts his head to the left slightly and y/n can’t help but giggle a little as she always does when he tilts his head like that because it reminds her of Haz’s dog Monty.

“Tom said you had a bad day” Harrison pouts, upset his girlfriend went to his best mate about it and not him, but also worried about his love.

Y/n sighs and nods, “it wasn’t bad, just mentally long. Lots of snooty people”.

“I’m sorry love. Why didn’t you tell me?” Harrison asked gently.

“I didn’t want you to stress over it because I’ll be fine” y/n says.

“You’re always fine love. You don’t have to push through it all on your own or hide it from me” Haz pleads.

“Okay, sorry Harrison. Tom only knew because he asked why I was cranky” y/n laughs, making air quotes for Tom’s description of her.

Harrison smiles and shakes his head, “I doubt it. Usually he’s the cranky Div”.

Y/n smiles and nods playfully in agreement.

“Well, how can I help?” Haz asks, analyzing his girlfriend’s face via the video call. “Want to talk about it?”.

After Y/n spends several moments, nearly a half hour, venting to Harrison about the stuck up celebrities she had to deal with today, she wipes her eyes and sighs.

“Oh love, I’m so sorry” Harrison coos, a frown forming on his face and softening his defined facial features upon seeing her cry.

Y/n shrugs and sniffles softly as she tries to compose herself, knowing Harrison feels bad he cannot be here to help.

Not to mention he was trying to be supportive the whole 30 minutes she rambled on about the same thing.

“Hmmm” Harrison says, standing up from the kitchen table he was seated at.

“Let me grab something” he says, rushing off screen.

“I’ve been working on my juggling and for some reason it always gets you to make that precious laugh when you make fun of me” Harrison says, knowing he’s going to make a fool of himself.

Y/N laughs, “I’m not making fun of you. You’re just so bad at it Haz”.

“See, that right there! That’s what I’m going for” Haz smiles, setting his phone up on the table at the correct angle for him to stand.

“You want me to make fun of you?” Y/n teases.

“I’ll deal with straight bullying if it gets you to smile” Haz blushes, grabbing his props.

“I would never do that Haz” she shakes her head.

“I know, just saying. Okay, here we go” Haz smiles, stepping back so the camera can see him.

A smile is already forming on y/n’s face as she leans back in her seat to watch her boyfriend of 2 years intentionally embarrass himself in hopes of cheering her up.

Haz picks up the three balls and just as he begins, the phone knocks over, the front-facing camera now pointed at the ceiling of their dining room back home

Y/N covers her mouth to keep her voice down so Tom can nap -again- as she begins laughing.

Harrison groans and quickly picks up the phone and fixes the camera, a blush tinting the color of his cheeks.

“Take 2” he smirks, stepping back after securing the camera position.

Y/n purses her lips and nods.

“I think I’m getting better” Haz says, so far making it two cycles through with the 3 balls.

However, right as he says that, the balls start flying away from him and all fall to the ground clumsily.

Y/N immediately laughs to the point her stomach starts hurting.

Haz forces a sad pout to form when she finally looks back at the camera. The whole time she wasn’t looking he was smiling to himself, happy she was back to being herself again.

“Harrison” she laughs, shaking her head, “honey, that was horrible”.

“Hey now!” Haz laughs, arguing with her despite knowing how chaotic and unsuccessful his juggling attempt was.

“Just stick to modeling, acting, photography, singing, and literally anything else you want to do baby” biting her lip as she giggles, “just no more juggling”.

“Hey” Harrison crosses his arms over his chest, “I did what I accomplished to do, so I call it a win “.

“And that was what?” She teases, the same way Haz would if the roles had been reversed.

“Tossing the balls around the flat, likely all the way under the couch?” She smirks.

Harrison smiles as a darker blush stains his cheeks, “it wasn’t that bad. Besides they’re all right here”.

“Well, mostly” he laughs, turning his focus off of the two balls on the ground after making a mental note to find the other.

“God I love you, you big Div” y/n laughs, all worries successfully erased by her clumsy boyfriend.

“I love you too beautiful” Harrison smiles, grabbing the phone so he can see her better.

“Now, tell me of your day” she says, a genuinely reciprocated smile on her face.

“If it was bad, will you juggle for me?” He teases, a smirk on his face.

“If you mean toss things in a circle for a few brief seconds sure” y/n laughs, “was it bad?”

“Hmmm… yeah” he pouts.

Y/n is fairly certain he is lying but she isn’t sure and doesn’t want to push him off without knowing.

“Oh, really? Why is that?” She asks, raising her right eyebrow in gesture.

“Cause I missed you” Haz says, his devious smirk peaking through his pout in betrayal of his emotions.

To be fair, he was missing y/n. But that’s true of every day she’s not in their shared flat with him.

Y/n blushes and laughs, “Haaazzz, I don’t even have anything to juggle”.

“There are three cups over there” Haz smirks, pointing to the small coffee tray the hotel set up in her room.

“Fine but you get to explain to Tom why I’m tired when I drop the cups and can’t have caffeine tomorrow” y/n laughs, standing up.

“Darling, I’ll transfer you money for Starbucks. Now stop making excuses, you’re supposed to make me feel better” he teases, crossing his arms over his chest.

Y/n rolls her eyes. “I must love you” she says, separating the three cups.

“You do” Haz laughs, his pink cheeks exposing how wonderful he feels about that, “now it’s my turn to laugh”.

“Mmm, i think you mean you’re ready to be shown how it’s done” y/n smirks back at him.

“You think you can do better than me?” Harrison asks intrigued.

“Haz, don’t take this the wrong way” y/n says, with a tone that tells Harrison she’s about to make a playful joke, “a blind bird could juggle better than you”.

Harrison’s face flushed bright red as he laughs loudly and shakes his head, “let’s see it then”.

“Alright,” y/n begins, stepping back and tossing the cups up, “but don’t get mad at me when I break your record”.

However, fortunately for Harrison that’s not something he has to worry about.

As soon as the cups are in the air, two of the fly in completely polar directions and the third manages to fling backwards enough to hit y/n in the nose.

Harrison loses it and starts laughing and hitting the table next to his phone so hard the camera shakes and y/n is certain the hotel guests next door can hear.

“Oh shut it” she groans, a small smile on her bright red face.

“Y-you” Haz begins, out of breath, “you might be insanely intelligent but my god you’re also a Div”.

Y/n jokingly glares at the phone in front of her, causing Harrison to keep laughing.

“You didn’t even make it one circle” he teases, his hand on his chest to steady himself.

“Hey! I just gave myself a concussion for you, be nice” y/n laughs, rubbing where the cup hit her face and then the top of her head.

“I think that’s a bit dramatic love” Haz laughs, “are you okay though?”.

“Yeah just bruised” y/n sighs playfully.

“Bruised? It was a paper cup” Harrison reminds her, “how hard did you throw it?!”

“I meant my ego Haz” she scoffs.

Harrison shakes his head, erupting into laughter once again.

“Did I at least accomplish what I wanted to do?” Y/n asks, paraphrasing him.

“Mmmm” Harrison nods, “yes, you definitely made my day better you klutz. But I do still really miss you”.

“I miss you too baby” she says, lowering her had from her head.

“When you’re back I’ll have to teach you how to juggle better” Harrison smirks.

“Ha-ha” y/n says sarcastically, “You know what they say, ‘those who can’t, teach’”.

Harrison smirks, “hmm, you’re right. I guess that means you’ll have to teach”.

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[petersasteria]

Hey, everyone! I'm planning to do themed one shots for the whole month of June. The theme is "quotes from RuPaul's Drag Race".

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[holland-daydream]

Truth or Dare (part 2)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader x Harrison Osterfield

A/N: Here is part two for Truth or Dare, you can find part one here

Warning: Female submission, male domination, pure filthy smut, threesome. Only 18+, minors will be blocked

Word Count: 1.6k

You opened your eyes wide at the question, considering his previous reaction you had already discarded the idea that there was an upcoming threesome with him, and you had to admit his sudden disposition took you by surprise. Yet, being the tease that you are, decided to play it innocent. “What’s next? Sleep, like we said” you said, smiling widely at him. Harrison rolled his eyes at your teasing response and ignored it, looking directly at Tom “Dude, are you seriously okay with this?” “F’yeah mate, as far as she wants to take it, I’m down”. He said, looking at you. He sighed as a confirmation and walked along with you both.

“Did you bring your car? We can drop you off at y-“ you asked, friendly. “You ain’t dropping me anywhere, I’m staying at yours tonight”. He answered in a boldly way, which weirdly turned you on. He jumped in the back seat and Tom was driving, you shuffled through the music until finally deciding for 3 by Britney Spears. “Fitting” you thought. The silence in the car was overwhelming and uncomfortable, there was no way this could be turned into a sex scene in half an hour. You decided to bring up some small talking to avoid the cold to take over and keep the both engaged and out of their thoughts, in case they were overthinking the situation.

Your plan succeeded and by the time you reached home a few topics had been addressed, just trivial stuff such as what Netflix show were you binging on, but that was ok.

Harrison had stayed at your house multiple times and needed no guide, so you walked straight to the kitchen to prepare three glasses of wine and get everything clear before jumping at the action. Tom turned on the music, a slow and sensual music playlist, and let it play in the background at low volume. While Harrison was in the bathroom, he approached you. “Hey love” he started “are you sure about this, right? You know if anything goes wrong you can always speak and we’ll stop” he reassured you. He was the most caring person you had ever been with. “I know buds, I’m more worried about Haz. He doesn’t look too sure, I don’t wanna force this” you said, pouting. “He’ll be okay, this isn’t his first one” he said, raising your curiosity to know more about other stuff Haz had done. “Ask him” he jokingly said, brushing off the subject.

Harrison came from the bathroom and although he looked nervous, he walked firmly to you and grabbed the glass of wine. The silence took over again and you decided to finally put the subject on the table: “So, I’m up for anything you’re comfortable doing, Haz”. He choked on the wine and after recovering himself he nodded, “I’m up for everything” he answered. You laughed at his eagerness and found it cute. “But, is there anything you don’t like?” You really wanted to make everything clear so that everyone had fun. “Not really, I mean, I don’t like being the bottom one or anything like that” he said, mostly looking at Tom. “D’worry mate, I’m not into that either. The only bottom one will be y/n” he said. You blushed, you loved it when he talked about you like that, like a toy. Tom knew that, saw you blushing and jumped at the chance. He put down the glass of wine and slowly walked to you. “In fact…” he continued, standing behind you and wrapping his hands on your neck from behind, firmly holding you. He put his lips right next to your ear, “…she will be our bottom. She will be our toy, our little pleaser, because she is such a good girl, isn’t she?” you closed your eyes at the sound of his words, biting your lip and moaning “mhmm”, Tom pressed harder on your neck “mhmm what?” “mhmm Daddy” “Good girl”. Harrison just stood there watching, already hard just by watching you squirm at Tom’s words. “Baby, you know good girls don’t keep guests waiting. Come on, give Haz one of your special kisses” You locked eyes with Tom and left his embrace, quickly moved on to Harrison, grabbing his face and bringing your lips together, slowly introducing your tongue inside his mouth, you both moaning at the sensation. After a while you separated and grabbed his hands, you three walking towards the bedroom.

Tom grabbed you by the hair, forcing your eyes to meet his. “Undress”, you nodded and proceeded to undress yourself, eagerly. Tom and Harrison stood back and watched you, while Haz was still shy, Tom was having the time of his life.

So, you stood there completely naked in front of them, shyly waiting for them to say something.

“What are you waiting for, Haz?” Tom teased. “Cm’on baby, you know just how to make people feel good” he continued, with a smirk, and sat down on the armchair to watch the scene. You grabbed Haz by the wrist, helping him sit down on the bed, then proceeded to unbelt him and remove his trousers, while he was dazed by your actions. You slid down his underwear and gently grabbed his member with your hands, slowly licking it without losing eye contact with him. He bit his lip watching you, but when you put his whole member on your mouth, deep, he lost it and threw his head back overtaken by the pleasure. You continued to work your way with his cock, gagging and licking it, sucking and moving your hand, rejoicing yourself with the moans coming out of Harrison’s mouth. After some minutes he raised his head and mumbled “fuck, stop, I’m gonna cum”. You totally ignored his words and continued, being interrupted by Tom, who grabbed your hair and forced you to separate from Harrison. “Didn’t you hear him say stop?” your eyes were now meeting Tom’s, spit all over your face and your eyes a little dazed and watery. “I thought you were obedient, baby” he said, pretending to be disappointed. Truth is, he adored when you disobeyed because that gave him the chance to punish you. “s-sorry d-daddy” you mumbled.

Just by the hair, he threw you on the bed next to Harrison, face down ass up. You didn’t dare to raise your head, you knew better than that. You heard another belt unbuckling and knew it was Tom’s. “Fuck” you thought. And here it came, your ass was hit by the leather material, which left a pretty red mark on your ass but also a tingling sensation. You bit your lip to hold back the moan. “I ain’t hearing you” Tom said. “Thank you, Daddy” you said, loud enough for him to hear. He gave you 3 or 4 more strokes, all followed by a “Thank you, Daddy”, and your ass had gotten a bright red colour now. “Wanna try?” he asked Harrison. He grabbed Tom’s belt and imitated his gesture, giving you a light stroke which felt like tickles after Tom’s spankies. “You need to hit her stronger” Tom was trying to teach him, grabbing the belt. “Like this”, he said, hitting your ass so harsh that you jumped a little. Harrison grabbed the belt again and hit you, this time stronger. “Thank you…” you weren’t sure what to call Harrison. “Sir”, he said, finishing your sentence. “Thank you, Sir” you said, smiling at the name.

Tom sat on the bed in front of you, cupping your face into his hands. “How are you baby?” you kissed him “’m good”. “Alright, get on all fours” he commanded, and you obeyed. He slid down his jeans and placed his hips in front of your mouth. “I’m not gonna lie baby, I’m a bit jealous Haz got a blowjob and I didn’t. How bout you suck me off while he fucks you from behind, hmm?” you nodded with a smile and he slid down his boxers while you felt Haz getting positioned behind you, firmly grabbing your hips and slowly entering his member into you while you gagged on Tom’s cock. Haz was fucking you deeply, holding you so hard you thought he was going to bruise you, while Tom was holding your head against his cock so you gagged, drooled and choked on it. Your moans were silenced by having your mouth full and you could feel the orgasms build up. “Fuck, you’re so wet” Haz mumbled. “Baby, I’m gonna cum if you keep working me this well” Tom said. You were abandoned to the pleasure and couldn’t form a coherent sentence even if your mouth got freed from Tom. “Fuck baby” Tom muttered, holding you so hard you knew he was going to come soon. He did, filling your mouth, and then moving to the side, letting you fall down on the mattress with your mouth full of cum while Haz was still fucking you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum too” Haz said, and Tom knew you had to be close too. He kneeled down, close to your ear, “Are you gonna be a good girl baby? Cum for Daddy, love” he whispered. You swallowed Tom’s cum and let yourself go into an orgasm, your contractions and moans were enough for Haz to finish and finally come inside of you, letting out a loud moan.

They laid down next to you while you still felt in a haze, sweating and smelling like sex. After your breathe had calmed down Tom was giving you kisses, cuddles and caresses. “Bubs, you should go to the bathroom” he advised, which you nodded, because you knew how important it was to go to the bathroom after having sex. You took the little time alone to compose yourself after returning with the boys. You laid down, and Haz started cuddling you. “So, how was it?” you asked them both. “Amazing” “Lovely” they both said. It didn’t take long until you all fell asleep.

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[parkerpeter24]

“god i love your hands” “lets put them to good use then” you know with who👀🤭

whipped cream

warnings: suggestive comments, connotations of sex, smirky haz

harrison winked at you, spraying out some of the whipped cream from the can onto the back of his hand, “you ready for this, love?” he smirked, watching you staring at his hand, specifically the rings that rested on his middle and index fingers. he cleared his throat, grabbing your attention.

“oh, um y-yeah, ready as ever!” you rubbed your hands together, blushing slightly at getting caught in the act of staring. putting forth your hand upside down in the air, you allowed him to spray some amount of whipped cream on your hand as well.

“okay, let’s do this!” he said, pressing the record button on the phone that was propped against a wall on the kitchen counter. as soon as the video started recording, harrison hurried and smacked the back of his forearm, making the cream fly into the air, but not hight enough.

his estimations fell wrong as the cream dropped downwards, getting all over harrison’s palm. he cursed under his breath, making you laugh but that soon died down when he decided to lick the cream off his hand. he smirked to himself, waiting for you to take your turn.

“okay, let’s do this.” you mumbled before repeating harrison’s maneuvers, the whipped cream flying into the air but before you could catch it in your mouth, harrison interrupted, his clean hand shooting forward and catching the whipped cream as it spread all over his fingers, “hey-”

he grinned, “got it!”

you just stared at the blue eyed bloke with an amused expression, “what was that for?” you huffed and reached over to the phone to stop it from recording anything further. you glared at your boyfriend wanting him to explain why he did what he did.

but he just shrugged, unfazed by your stern look, “you can just lick it off, darling.” your eyes widened at his suggestion, him doing nothing except raising an eyebrow towards you cheekily, “wouldn’t you like that?”

you looked back and forth between his eyes and his hand before taking his in yours, gulping the lump formed in your throat due to the tension inside your very kitchen. his free arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his as your lips wrapped around his index and middle finger, sucking and licking the cream off of them.

he stared at you with lustful eyes as you continued doing so until most of the whipped cream was off his fingers. you looked up at him, feeling the fingers of his other hand digging into the skin of your waist, “god i love your hands.” you didn’t even realise what you’d said until you saw a smirk rise to his face, feeling the heat spread across your face, burning in the best way possible.

“let’s put them to good use then.”

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[parkersbliss]

Part two bc part one wasn’t enough 😔🖐🏼

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[fanficparker]

Hey! Can I request for a Haz x shy!reader where they go to his house to meet his family and she is all nervous or probably makes a mistake and is like, “your family must hate me now” and Haz comforts her? asasjajskkssjsk

LOVE SO SOFT // H.O.

Boyfriend!Harrison Osterfield x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.7k words

Warnings: A little bit of blood, minor injury, anxious reader, loads of FLUFF, hurt/comfort

A/N: I made it a complete one-shot, haha. Hope, you like it :)

Summary: It starts on a crisp winter morning with a rose. It continues on a lazy summer afternoon with a bouquet. It doesn’t end on a pouring monsoon evening even with those three magic words.

Sometimes the thing you are searching the most in your life, never comes to you, no matter how hard you try to find it. But when you finally give up and stop searching for it, it may just right there, find you itself.

That thing was love in the case of Harrison.

IT HAPPENED ON ONE COLD CRISP MORNING. He was brisk walking on the pavement, enjoying the cool wind hitting his face when he was stopped by a little "Excuse me!"

He stopped and plugged the earphones out of his ears, turning to find a woman around his age, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

"Yeah?" He asked, shifting her eyes from the paper to his face.

"Er..." She walked closer. He could sense a brief hesitation in her movement, nevertheless, she stood in front of him, speaking - "Do you have any idea where this (she read out from the paper) Mi-Michi and Mavey's Bookstore is?"

The name seemed familiar to his ears. Before he could think any further, she interrupted him: "It's near some Burger shop... I forgot its name."

The bells rang this time.

"Yeah... It on the opposite side of the post office to the left!"

Oh, of course, she didn't know where that was either. He could tell by her expressions. She must be new here.

"Thank you." She smiled, though. He could again read the hesitation in her voice and movements. She was moving away from him, walking towards the wrong direction, away from the bookstore, from the post office. And that's when he offered to walk her there.

He wasn't looking out for anything that day. He wasn't looking out to talk to her. To notice the slight smile on her lips, or the great complimenting colour outfit she was wearing. Or the way she hid her embarrassment over small things. Or the rose she gave him either.

The rose.

Yes, it was the rose that did it all.

He wasn't expecting anything more than a thank you. And definitely nothing like a flower, a rose specifically.

When they stopped outside the bookstore, she did say thank you, but she also fiddled inside the handbag she was carrying. She plucked out a pink rose and handed it to him. He couldn't deny it because he never had learned to expect it in the first place.

Someone just gave him a rose. Someone he didn't even know the name of.

"Wait... What's your name?"

But she had got inside the bookstore and he had some urgent errands to run.

There was a shop tag attached to that rose. He could read it. He knew where to find her again. He did find her again.

And then again and again...

IT HAPPENED ON ONE HOT LAZY AFTERNOON. He had brought a red rose bouquet for her. How stupid it can be? After all, she worked here in a flower shop.

"You know this a flower shop, right?" She leaned across the counter, biting her lip.

"Yup, but this is not for you." He smirked while her face grew panicky.

"Tis' for my girlfriend..." He whispered, pecking at the base of the bouquet.

Not for her... She tried to push away the feeling of her heart ripping apart inside her rib cage.

It was okay; she told herself. She wasn't expecting him to fall in love for her like the way she did for him.

It was okay. She tried to smile.

"Oh... Th-that's great!" She showed some fake enthusiasm.

It was okay.

"I-I will like to meet her someday."

He noticed the hesitation again. But this time he wanted that. He watched her as she pretended, pretended to not care, to be happy for him.

It was too much.

"You can take that spot though and get these for yourself..." He sucked in a deep breath, "Be my girlfriend."

They kissed that day at the back of the shop in that narrow alleyway, slowly and passionately. Softly and hesitantly. Shyly and confidently.

They kissed again.

And then again and again...

IT HAPPENED ON ONE POURING MONSOON EVENING. He invited her to meet his family. She hesitated again. He had held her hand, not wanting to let go.

"Please... They will love you."

She still hesitated, not wanting to meet just yet. She was ready before they actually stepped on the front porch. She literally spent two hours getting ready. But now...

"Please... For me?"

His eyes, the way they glimmered and pleaded, was again too much. He was always too much for her. She closed her eyes and pressed the door-bell. Her smile was strained when his mom welcomed her. Her heart was pounding when she hugged her. She was anxious upon removing her wet sandals, afraid if the wooden floor got dirty.

Harrison noticed again. He dumped the umbrella in the stand and stood close to her, his palm stroking her bicep, shooting her a smile which did all the magic.

She heard the unspoken message in his actions.

It's going to be okay.

Should she wait at the dinner table or help his family in the kitchen? It became the question that bothered her after a few minutes of positive interaction, draining all the optimism she had gathered. It became awkward when both his mum and sister left for the kitchen. It became weirder when he followed them, leaving her alone near the dining area.

Playing with the hem of her long sleeves was no more a suitable pass time. She didn't want to chip off the nail paint she applied so intricately. When the noise of a metal spoon or spatula falling to the kitchen floor reached her ears, that was it for her. She walked to the kitchen, desperate to get involved in whatever Harrison and his family were doing.

"Sorry, love. We should have arranged everything on time, but it got a bit delayed." His mum addressed her apologetically.

"Harrison, why don't you spend time with her?" She asked him next.

"Uh---"

"No problem. I was just... bored... thought I could be of any help?" She smiled, joining them inside the kitchen, standing beside her lover, finding something to do.

"I can chop the salad?" She offered when her eyes landed on the uncut vegetables lying over the chopping board.

"Sure..."

They were talking and laughing. So far, so good. His sister was stirring the soup on the stove. He and his mum were arranging the plates and crockery while she was cutting the tomatoes and the green vegetables.

"You can use the serrated knife for the tomatoes. It would be easier." His sister suggested.

"It's fine." She placed a tomato on the board after removing its core and started running the blade vertically. She needed to impress them, flex her chopping abilities. She went on faster, slicing the large tomatoes one after another. Until the knife slipped off and ran across her finger instead. No, the tomatoes were too soft and juicy for that kind of cutting.

The knife dropped on the floor with a sharp noise, diverting all their attention to hers.

"You oka-"

"Yeah. I will just use the bathroom," She excused herself, moving at a pace that was something between running and walking.

Opening the tap of the basin, she let the blood wash off her finger. It was a minor cut but deep. Upon hearing Harrison's voice calling her outside, she turned off the tap instantly and searched the cabinet to find some cotton and rubbing alcohol.

She walked outside, pressing the cotton over her wound, hiding it from Harrison's vision.

"Are you hurt?"

What?

"No. Of course, not." She let out a burst of staggering laughter, trying to surface the lie.

He hummed, pausing for a second, looking into her eyes. She refused to meet his icy-blue ones, clenching her fist tighter to ease the stinging pain.

"There was some blood on the board."

And now Harrison found her outright lying, hiding things. She had read on various online articles how for many people this was the end of the trust. All she wanted was to look good in his family's eyes and they must have come to know about her carelessness too. She even rejected his sister's advice.

Instead, she received a hug. Harrison had softly pushed her back into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around her body, keeping his head on her shoulder.

"I told you it was going to be okay..." He whispered below her ear, softly blowing some stray hair off that area.

"It didn't go okay though," She could feel her voice breaking.

"What didn't go okay, love? All I see is my family being absolutely fond of you." He kissed at the spot below her ear, his favourite place to kiss her.

"I just... made a fool of myself. I am such a noob."

He giggled at the choice of her words.

"No, you are not," He stepped in front of her, lifting her chin with his fingers.

"First, cutting yourself while chopping isn't a big deal. And second, even if you were a noob (he made a dorky face at the word, pouting dramatically), I don't see how it will make you a fool. Come on Y/n, we are here to meet my family not to give an exam." He wiped the little wetness on her eye-lashes and leaned in to peck her over her eyelids.

"I love you, you know that, right?"

Her heart again thudded inside her chest. He just said those three magic words for the first time or was she hearing wrong... She nodded instead, unable to say anything back.

"So, no need to feel embarrassed. And now get me your hand. Let me fix it real fast."

He made her sit over the counter and wrapped a band-aid over the cut. Meanwhile, she still thought of the words, dreading to reply.

"We good to go?"

"Huh?" She realised she was blankly staring at his face. "Er... Yeah."

She jumped off the counter as he walked towards the door.

"Hey, Harrison?"

He stopped at her voice and turned to see her walking towards him.

"I love you too." She said, pressing a kiss over his lips.

He was smiling into the kiss.

She bet she could make him smile again and again. And she did.

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What I would give to boop Haz’s nose 😭

look at at! So boopable!

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Harrison Osterfield Navigation

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Virtual Pining: Harrison Osterfield x Reader SMAU ~

Description: Social Media AU in which Harrison and Reader (Hailee Steinfield faceclaim) are friends who are mutually pining for one another and their friends can tell but they won’t admit it and just say it’s playful flirting. Until…

Warnings: minor cursing, mentions of alcohol/drinking.

Haters: Harrison x Reader SMAUs ~*

Description: Social Media AU in which Reader is Haz’s gf but haters make a few mean comments to her online and Haz and the boys jump to her defense.

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

Period Simulator Preference (Harrison is #4/Last) ~

Description: 817 wc, Harrison notices his girlfriend y/n has been struggling with her period and wants to understand what she is dealing with so he tries a period simulator.

Warnings: mentions of periods (and related subjects like cramps).

Mini Innuendos: Mini- Golf Dates with Harrison (blurb plus SMAU) ~

Description: 2.5k wc blurb/fic on mini-golf dates with Harrison with SMAUs (Social Media AUs) included

Warnings: just fluff and a few minor innuendos mentioned briefly.

TikTok Prank Preference: Stuck Tampon ~

Description: blurb preference based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Warnings: mentions of period related items and topics, minimally suggestive words, otherwise fluff

Two Juggling Divs: A Harrison Osterfield x Reader ~

Description: Harrison attempts to cheer his girlfriend up by juggling

Warnings: none

Facing the Distance - A Harrison Osterfield SMAU ~

Description: Haz has to go film away from home, leaving his gf missing him and Haz missing her. So much fluff and tiny amount of spice

Warnings: some curses and some minor spice/suggestive content

Man Who Can Do Both: Harrison Osterfield x Reader SMAU *~

Description: Haz’s modeling can cause some haters who are insecure in their own masculinity to feel the need to make comments but his gf jumps in to stop it

Warnings: sexist comments, some bullying, a few curse words

Instant Support : Harrison Osterfield x Reader *~

Description: 8k wc, Despite being long-distance, Harrison and Y/N manage to still be there for each other when something happens; such as the loss of a family member. Hurt-Comfort

Warnings: mentions of death/funerals/cremations/and related topics, grief-related topics, sadness, longing, mentions of churches (for funeral/memorial service), maybe a couple curse words, very brief mention of anxiety medication, family drama/tensions

Happily Ever After: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Description: Blurb/headcanon and small fic for Harrison Osterfield based on the Happily Ever After character series of fics coming, This covers topics such as the proposal, wedding planning, who is in the wedding party, etc. leading up to -and including- the wedding day!

Warnings: family, wedding, proposal, bachelor party briefly mentioned, related topics.

“You’re Supposed to Be Dead” : Prompt Preference

Description: "You're supposed to be dead", "Yeah, sorry about that" prompts for mult. characters; his is fluff

Warnings: violent video games, video game 'deaths'

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[petersasteria]

happier || haz osterfield

sour masterlist || osterfield || sour taglist

1,426 words i got carried away lmao and i made myself cry while writing

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Despite your painful breakup with Harrison a month ago, you still had the same circle of friends. It was awkward, but you loved all of them. They were on your side too even though you didn’t say anything to them. Tuwaine FaceTimed you almost every night just to check on you. Tom sent you a ‘care package’ and it had your favorite food and a few skin care items in it. Harry sent you pictures of everything he saw that made you smile. Sam personally brought you food the next day. He was there when you cried. After all, five years was no joke.

It’s Tom’s birthday and naturally, you were invited. Well, it wasn’t exactly his birthday. He just wanted to celebrate days before, so that he can celebrate his actual birthday with his family. Tom, Sam, and Harry were lucky to celebrate twice. You arrived at the restaurant with a big paper bag in your hand.

You looked around and saw Harry waving you over which made you smile as you made your way there. When you got closer, your smile dropped when you saw a girl next to Harrison a.k.a your ex that you still love because, again, five years is no joke. They were busy in their own little world, not noticing you sitting right across from them.

Noticing this, Harry said, “Sit beside me, Y/N! We have so much to talk about.” You glanced at him and gave him a small smile, but you were hurting already. You sit beside Harry and set your gift down under your chair before talking about random things.

Harrison finally noticed you and he acted as if he didn’t break your heart a month ago. It angered you and you had every right to feel that way. “Hey, Y/N/N! I didn’t see you there. This is my girlfriend, Gracie. Gracie, this is Y/N.”

You wanted the ground to eat you whole, but you plastered a fake smile on your face as you looked at her. She was beautiful and she seemed sweet. She was even shy when she greeted you and you had a feeling that she was genuinely kind. You glanced at Harrison for a second and saw that he was happy. He really was. He was laughing more and his smile was brighter. She really brought out the best in him.

You shook her hand and smiled. For real, this time. It was painful because it’s not everyday you get to shake the hand of your replacement, but for some reason you felt light. Probably because Gracie wasn’t a monster like the others and for that, you were thankful.

You never had closure with Harrison and maybe that’s why after eating dinner at the restaurant, he pulled you aside and asked you if it was okay for you both to talk. You just nodded before catching up with Sam and Harry.

Tom decided it was nice to walk from the restaurant to the nearest club. He was walking hand in hand with Nadia and it was such a cute sight to see. Meanwhile, Harrison and Gracie were doing the same thing, but you shook it off. You wanted to move on, but it was hard knowing that Harrison was right there.

You planned on getting blackout drunk because you wanted to forget. You knew it was stupid because you’d remember everything the next day, but drinking helped a little and you’ve been drinking often recently. You were killing yourself painfully slow by drinking excessively, but Harrison’s new relationship killed you and now, metaphorically, you were dead.

When you arrived at the club, you quickly went up to the bar and ordered yourself a few drinks before joining the rest of the group. They didn’t even notice you. After downing five different drinks, you made your way through the club and spotted the group. You sat beside Sam and you smiled at him.

“Where’d you go?” Sam asked in your ear.

“I got lost.” You lied, but Sam took it even though he knew that was a lie. Tom bought the first round of drinks and you quickly drank yours making everyone shocked. You just shrugged it off. The rest of the night was spent laughing, drinking, and dancing.

The twins were concerned about you, though. Tom and Tuwaine were concerned too. After all, they were your friends. Tuwaine noticed you were slurring your words and your movements were sluggish and that was enough for him to know that enough was enough. He gave you water and let you sober up.

“Is she okay?” Harrison asked.

“Yeah, she’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” Sam snapped. He wasn’t mad at Harrison, but he hated seeing you like that. Harrison was his friend, but he’s just another guy and you’ll find someone else too. You won’t find someone new as soon as Harrison, but Sam believed that the guy for you was out there.

“I’ll take her outside for some air.” Sam said as he led you outside through the swarm of dancing, happy people.

The air was refreshing and it wasn’t crowded. Sam stared at you as you took in the air before you finally broke down in front of him. “What’s wrong?” Sam asked softly.

“He moved on so fast, that’s all. It’s like what we had was just a joke to him, Sam.” You cried, making Sam tear up. He brought you in for a hug and you hugged back.

“Did he forget about me that quick?” You asked and it broke Sam’s heart.

“I don’t know, Y/N. I wish I knew.” He frowned before pulling away. He wiped your tears with his thumbs. “You’ll be fine, I promise you that.”

“I-Is it selfish of me to wish that he isn’t happier with her? And- And as much as I want to hate her so bad, I can’t because she seems really nice and I can’t bring myself to hate her. I have so many questions. Did he tell her that she’s the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen? Did he mean it when he said that shit to me? Or was he just playing with me? Did he really love me?” You questioned as tears streamed down your face. You were a mess, but Sam allowed you to just go on. God knows how long you’ve been keeping all that to yourself.

“I can’t let him go, Sam. Not yet. I don’t have the heart to because deep down I wish that he would come back.”

Sam smiled sadly and said, “We both know he’s not the type to go back to his ex.”

“I know. I guess that’s why I can’t let go because I thought I was the one for him. I thought we were it for each other, but I failed to notice that I wasn’t the one for him. I think I’m bitter because she could be the one for him and now that I see them together, my past with him keeps flashing back. I want him back and I think I’ll keep wanting him.” You rambled as you wiped your tears away. Sam gave you his handkerchief and you gladly took it to wipe your face.

Harrison walked out of the club and he saw both of you. He rushed over to both of you and asked Sam if he could leave. Sam hesitated, but you smiled at him and he nodded at you before leaving.

“Are you okay?” Harrison asked. You nodded, “Never been better.”

“Alright, that’s good to hear.” He chuckled. “I hope it wasn’t awkward with Gracie. What do you think of her?”

The question broke your heart even more and you didn’t think it was possible.

“She seems really kind and she’s beautiful.” You gave him a small smile.

He grinned, “Thank you.”

“I hope you’re happy with her. I mean it.” You said softly, thanking God that your voice didn’t crack because you feel a sob coming up.

“She’s the one, Y/N. I can feel it. I’m really happy with her.” Harrison said truthfully. “Anyway, I’ll go back inside. I just wanted to ask you if it’s awkward.”

You didn’t trust your voice, so you just shook your head. He gave you a quick hug before going back inside. You stood out there before walking home. You didn’t care about anything at the moment. You just wanted to go home because tonight, your soul left your body as you slowly died of heartbreak.

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[saintlavrents]

Truthfully [h.o]

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warning(s): Fluff?

Prompt: “I can repress feelings all day.”

Summary: in which he asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend

Words: 1,632

A/N: im back with yet another haz fic. ive been in such a haz mood lately aka since the end of last year. also im sorry that this is kinda bad bc ive been having writers block since january so yea lol and this is my entry to @londonspidey​‘s writing challenge. congrats on the 3k!

You were bouncing your leg on the passenger seat as Harrison parked the car in front of the venue. To say that you were nervous was definitely an understatement. You kept on asking yourself how on earth did you get yourself into this predicament. Well, you know exactly how. You just didn’t understand why you had agreed to this.

“I need a favor.” You had opened your door to a seemingly disheveled Harrison, who just walked in as soon as you opened the door.

“Good morning to you too.” You muttered sarcastically as you closed the door behind him.

It was around eight in the morning and you had stayed up last night to study for a quiz you were going to have on your afternoon class. And you weren’t in the best mood due to the sleep deprivation.

Harrison stopped in his tracks for a second before sighing and turning towards you. “I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”

Your eyes widen in disbelief. “I’m sorry. What?”

“Well, uh, I kind of told my mum that I was seeing someone and that I’m going to bring that someone to Janice’s wedding.”

“Your cousin, Janice?”

“Yes.”

You sighed as you run your fingers through your hair, “Why, though?”

“Because she keeps trying to set me up with one of her friends’ daughter.”

“And you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend to get her off your back?”

“Yes.” He uttered, seemingly defeated. “You’ve got to help me. I don’t know who else to ask.”

You and Harrison first met in freshmen year in your English class and almost immediately hit it off and that lead to him introducing you to his group of friends, which you soon became a part of as well. Ever since then, you were pretty much best friends with all of them but you and Harrison were probably closest to one another amongst the six of you. The two of you even ended up going to the same University, but for different majors -Theatre for Harrison and Literature for you- and the two of you also live in a flat next to one another.

Being best friends with Harrison was probably the best thing that’s ever happened to you. But the thing is, sometime around sophomore year, you realized that you had feelings for him. You never told anyone, mostly because you don’t have any plans on telling him about your feelings ever. You had such a great friendship with him and you didn’t want to jeopardize it.

But eventually, Harry found out, sometime after he had enrolled in the same University as you and Harrison.

You were helping Harry move in to his flat, since you’ve got two of your classes cancelled today. It was only the two of you as Harrison said that he would come over to help after class. After about an hour of helping Harry unpack his stuff, Harry’s door swung open and Harrison barged in and gave you a hug. You were taken aback, blushing and your heart was pounding a thousand beats per minute.

“What are you doing?”

“Thanking you for helping me with the audition.” He said, letting go of you. You had helped him run his lines as well as film his audition for a major part in a film student’s final project a few days ago. “I got the part.”

“That’s great news!”

“I know!”

Harrison stayed and helped Harry with unpacking for about an hour before leaving again for his next class. After Harrison had left, Harry turned to you.

“You have feelings for him!”

“What? No, I don’t!”

“Yes, you do. If you don’t, you wouldn’t have been so defensive about it.”

You groaned in defeat, “Alright, fine. Happy now?”

“You should probably tell him.”

“And possibly ruin my friendship with him? No, thanks.”

“With you being this obvious, you should just tell him.”

“Again, no thanks.” You paused for a bit, quite embarrassed that you got caught. “I can repress feelings all day.” You added.

Since that day, you tried your best to not make it too obvious that you are practically in love with Harrison. You tried to ignore the loud beating of your heart every time he’s near and/or is looking at you with those blue eyes of his. You even had to put up a tough and sarcastic act whenever he’s around, mostly to pretend that whatever he did and/or say doesn’t really affect you, when whatever he did and/or say drives you crazy.

No matter whatever he said or did, never did you ever expect that he would ask you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

“But, like, your mom knows me.”

“Yeah and she likes you.”

“Wouldn’t she know that we’re not actually dating?”

“We’ll just have to act and be convincing.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“I’ll buy you lunch till the end of the term.”

You thought about it for a second before agreeing, “Okay.”

“Thank you!”

“When’s the wedding?”

“Saturday.”

And that was pretty much how you got yourself in this situation. You, in heels, dress, full face makeup, holding hands with the guy you’ve had feelings for since high school, walking into the venue of his cousin’s wedding.

“Your hands are sweating.” He whispered.

You stopped to retract your hands from his to wipe it off on your dress, “Sorry. I’m nervous ‘cause this is just weird. Pretending to be your girlfriend and all.”

He took your hand again and gave you a reassuring smile before walking into the ballroom, where the party was.

“Harrison!” You heard his mother call for him and the two of you turned around.

“Mum, hi.”

You gave a small smile, “Hi, Phil.”

“You guys came here together? I thought Harrison was bringing someone he’s seeing.” Phil teased.

You tensed up a bit and before you could say anything, Harrison chipped in, “Y/N and I are together, mum.”

Hearing him say that made you feel… weird. It made you feel butterflies, obviously, but it hurts because you wanted it to be true.

Phil looked taken aback, clearly surprised by her son’s declaration, but then quickly broke into a huge grin, “Oh my god! Harrison! You didn’t tell me that the one you’re seeing is Y/N!”

Thankfully, things got less awkward as the night went on and you had to admit that it was kind of fun playing along with it. Pretty much all you did for the rest of the night was stand by Harrison’s side, smile and respond whenever his family would talk to you.

At some point, you felt your ankles starting to hurt from standing too long on your heels, so Harrison suggested you take a break and sit down at the table for a while and so you did. You reached your hand down to your ankles in an attempt to massage and soothe the aching on them. You couldn’t help but look up once and a while and look at him. Sure, it got pretty fun, but it kind of hurt because you wanted it to be real.

He, eventually, caught you staring and mouthed an ‘Are you okay?’, which you responded with a nod and a small smile. You were once again looking down at your ankles and you felt someone pull the chair to your right.

“You know, I never thought he’d had the balls to ask you out.” Charlotte laughed.

You looked at her with a confused expression but before you could respond to that, she spoke again, “He’s always so scared that you didn’t like him that way. But mum and I always knew you like him back.”

Before she could say anything else, you heard Phil call to her for a family photo. What Charlotte said definitely confused you. What was that about?

“Hey.” Harrison snapped you out of your thoughts.

“Oh, hey.”

“Are you feeling any better?”

“Yeah, definitely.” You gave him a tight-lipped smile.

“Okay, that’s good. ‘Cause they’re going to start dancing any minute now.” And as if on cue, a slow tune played through the ballroom speaker.

He offered his hand to you and you took it, walking with him towards where everyone else were dancing, blending into the crowd. The two of you sway to the tune silently, before you decided to break the silence.

“You know, Charlotte said something interesting earlier.”

“What?”

“She said she never thought you’d had the balls to ask me out.”

Harrison tensed, “Oh. Did she say anything else?”

“She also said that you’re scared I don’t like you back.”

“Oh.” He looked down for a bit before looking at you.

“Oh? So, is it true?”

“I… Uh… Well… Here it goes.” He sighed before continuing, “I really like you, Y/N. And I know you don’t like me that way and that’s completely fine, I just hope that we can stay friends with y-” You cut him off by planting a short kiss on his lips.

You pulled away to see him looking very surprised. He was definitely not expecting that.

“I really like you too, Haz.” You smiled at him.

He smiled back at you before kissing you. And all you could think of was how crazy everything was. Never have you ever thought you’d be kissing him for real.

“Wait. She also said that your mum and her always knew that I liked you.”

“Uh… About that… Truthfully, she never tried setting me up with anybody. I just needed a reason to, well, ask you out.” He said, looking at you with that damn blue eyes, making your knees go weak.

And that was probably the moment where you both realized that it was love.

“You're still buying me lunch till the end of term, right?”

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[parkerpeter24]

“i really want to kiss you right now” “do it then” w/ haz!

kiss me not

warnings: fluff, little bit of nsfw, suggestive comments, one curse word :)

harrison had you pinned against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist and eyes staring into his gorgeous, blue ones. his eyebrows were quirked up, grip firm on you.

“yes, that’s right.” you replied to the look of amusement on his face, holding back a giggle that threatened to escape past your lips.

“are you for real?” he chuckled but dismay was clear over his features, lips turned down the slightest bit, “‘whoever lasts the longest’? whatever that means?” he was trying hard to not lean into you further and press his lips against yours. you hadn’t seen each other for a few days, but you were up for a challenge now.

“whoever kisses the other first, loses.” you shrugged simply, like it was the most understandable sentence you’d ever said, but for harrison it seemed the exact opposite. he sighed, letting you link your arms around his shoulders and pulling him closer to yourself. he leaned closer as well, resting his forehead against yours. harrison had ever been a big fan of challenges but he wasn’t the one to give up easily either, “i missed you.” you whispered, letting your one of your hands slide over to his cheek and stroking his skin gently.

“i missed you too, love, so fucking much.” he looked into your eyes momentarily before closing them, basking in your presence, his hands on your waist and your legs around his. he loved these moments, it gave him a sense of home, but still here you were merely inches apart and he wasn’t kissing you already, “i really wanna kiss you right now.”

“do it then.” you breathed, caressing his cheek, basically drawing him into you.

and he did. he gave in, finally planting his lips to yours after a span of three full days. both of you started the kiss slow, you pulling at his curls gently as his teeth nipped at your bottom lip. you smiled into the kiss before giving him access to slide his tongue inside your mouth.

however it got heated pretty quickly, his hands gripping onto your hips as you moaned into his mouth, hands fiddling with the buttons on his white floral shirt. he pulled away for a moment, taking off for your shared bedroom, only one thing on both your minds.

a smirk played on harrison’s lips as he closed the door behind himself, carrying you to the bed, “i’ll show you who lasts the longest, darling.”

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a starry sleepover

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[parkersbliss]

Can you please do Harrison Osterfield x reader where he calls her clingy & annoying and she gets really insecure?

Peachy | H. Ostefield

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“Hi,” You whispered, wrapping your arms around Harrison’s waist and resting your head against his warm back. You can feel him shift under your touch, but you think nothing of it.

“Baby,” Harrison mumbled, turning around and facing you, his hands coming up to your shoulder and pushing you away slightly. “Could you just not be clingy for a few seconds?” His voice is light, in a sort of joking manner accompanied with a polite smile.

Your face falls for a second, but you’re quick to paint on a smile and nod your head, stepping back from your boyfriend, “yeah, sorry. I - um - didn’t realize.”

He leans forward pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, “It’s fine.”

Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling of his lips, but then he’s stepping back and you do the same padding off toward your shared bedroom. Were you clingy? You didn’t think so. You barely showed any PDA and only gave quick kisses when no one else was watching. Sure there were side hugs and hand holding, but that wasn’t clingy, was it? You knew Harrison probably hadn’t meant it like that, but you couldn’t help thinking maybe you were a bit clingy. He probably found it annoying - your need to always be touching him. Tom probably found it weird when you were always cuddled up to his best friend in front of his face. It’s no wonder Harrison said something. What if he thinks you’re too clingy and breaks up with you for it? Was that a thing - did people do that? You didn’t want to find out, that’s for sure. It was an easy fix though, just stop being clingy.

…

Harrison waves you over from across the room, patting his lap, silently asking you to sit there. You give a small smile to the person you were talking too, placing your drink on the table and making your way over to him, but instead of sitting in his lap, you opt for the open seat next to him. Harrison furrows his brows at you, knowing you liked to lean on him, but makes no comment. He expects you to grab his hand, lean on his shoulder, kiss him, something, but he receives nothing.

“You okay?” He asked.

You turn to him nodding, “Yeah, fine.”

Harrison gives you a questionable look, but nods and directs his attention back toward his friend. Your hand itches to reach and grab Harrison’s, but you have to tell yourself to just stay calm, it’s what he wants anyway. Your thought run wild as you play with a loose thread on your jean, missing the looks Harrison gives you. At some point, his hand finds yours, or had yours found his? Either way, you rip it from his grasp, shoving them under your legs as you sit on them, trying to distract yourself. Don’t be clingy. It was a lot harder than expected. At your action, Harrison turns toward you, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

His eyes shine with concern, as his hand reaches out and settles on your thigh. You move back, standing up, “I’m fine, Harrison.”

He’s stunned when you use his full name, not that it wasn’t common but you almost always used his nickname or some kind of pet name. Unless you were mad.

“Did I do something?” He asked quickly, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to face him. You yank your hand out of his grasp, shaking your head and heading to a bathroom.

Tom quirks an eyebrow at Harrison who sits dumbfounded on the couch, “Well, are you going to go after her?”

That seems to snap Harrison out of his stupor, “Yeah.” He stands up, running a hand through his blonde locks, trying to think back to what he could’ve done wrong, “Yeah.” Harrison follows after you, calling your name. He catches up to you rather quickly, grabbing your arm and halting your movements. You spin around to face him, frown deepening when you see his confused face. You were in a more secluded part of the flat, no where near the bathroom.

“(Y/N), did I do something?” Harrison questions.

You scoff, grabbing his hand and throwing it off your arm, “No, Harrison, everything is just peachy.”

“(Y/N), c’mon, please, just tell me so I can fix this,” He begs, eyes pleading.

You shake your head, “No, really, it’s me.”

“Okay, so what is it?” He inquires, stepping forward and grabbing your hands in his.

You swallow the lump in your throat, “Am I clingy?”

“What?” He said, eyebrows knitted together before his lips part in realization; “oh no, baby, no. I didn’t mean that.”

“But you said it,” You whispered, meeting his eyes, “You still said it, Haz.”

His hands let go of yours, traveling up your arms and settling on your shoulders, “And I shouldn’t have said it. I didn’t mean it. I never did, I love when you get clingy with me.”

Your lips turn up into a smile, feeling comforted by his words, “You promise?”

Harrison brings you to his chest, wrapping his arms around you as he sways you softly, “I promise.”

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Could I request from promp list A numbers 2, 5, 9, and 12 with Haz pretty please my love?

"You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat."

"You look good all soaking wet."

"I don't care how good it feels you'd better not cum until I tell you to."

"You don't have to be gentle with me, I don't break easily."

a lil dom!reader for u my dear

nsfw under the cut (things get a lil spicy aka choking)

“You look good all soaking wet.”

“Haha, very funny,” you said, rolling your eyes as you wrung out your hair. “The double entendre is not lost on me.”

Your boyfriend feigned offense, putting a hand to his chest. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t.” 

You stepped out of the pool and walked past him to grab a towel, flicking excess water from your arms onto him. 

“Hey!” Harrison shouted. “I was just complimenting you! You’re the one with a dirty mind.”

You spun on your heel and cocked your head to the side. “Oh yeah? Well in that case, my love, you look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.”

Haz choked on the beer he was drinking and spit it out on the patio tile. “Ey, that’s not fair!”

“What? I just meant that I’m going to fucking choke you because you’re so annoying.”

His eyes darkened. “You’re killing me, y/n.”

You smirked. “Yeah, that’s like the whole point of choking.”

“I hope you’re planning on making good on that promise,” he said, licking his lips. 

“Oh I am.” You threw the towel onto one of the lounge chairs and unclipped your bikini top from behind. “Come on, Hazza.”

Harrison followed you into the house and to the bedroom like a puppy, barely able to contain his excitement. He glanced between you and the bed expectantly. 

“Aren’t you going to...” he trailed off. 

You shook your head and put a hand on his chest, pushing him back onto the mattress. “Not tonight, babe.”

He swallowed nervously. Both arousal and intrigue danced in his eyes, like a fire that had been ignited. “So, uh, what did you have in mind then?”

You climbed on top of him and straddled his waist, letting your fingers roam under the hem of his t-shirt and the waistband of his joggers. 

“I was thinking maybe...” you leaned down to whisper in his ear, “I could ride you.”

You thought your boyfriend’s eyes might pop out of his head with the look he was giving you.

“For real?”

“If you want?”

“You really have to ask?” You chuckled and wrapped a hand around Harrison’s throat, squeezing gently. “Fuck, angel-” He flexed his hands by your thighs in restraint, probably wanting to take control like he usually did.

“You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily,” you took his hands in yours and put them on your ass, “but make no mistake about who’s in charge tonight.”

Harrison clenched his jaw. “Are you sure about that, princess?”

You put a finger under his chin and tilted his head back so you could go back to putting him in his place with some light strangling. “Positive.” 

He scowled at you even though you could feel how turned on he was as you started to palm him through his sweatpants. Stubborn as always. 

“I’d lose the attitude if I were you, baby boy,” you warned.

“Why should I?” 

“I already told you, I’m calling the shots. And I get to decide if and when you get to cum tonight.” Harrison rolled his eyes and turned his head. You were fed the fuck up. “Do you understand, brat?” you asked, pulling at his curls to make him look back at you. He nodded in earnest, suddenly eager to please you. “Use your words, Haz,” you taunted. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good.” You sighed and released your hold on his hair. “Now, here’s how this is going to work. I’m going to ride you until I cum, and then maybe I’ll think about letting you cum too, okay baby?”

He whimpered beneath you. “But-” 

“Listen to me,” you said, cutting him off with a sickly sweet smile, “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to, got it?”

“Got it.”

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