#kissing harry

[harrystylesfan2686]

Jealous

Pairing: Singer!YN × Singer!Harry

Summary: YN has to perform a sensual dance for her song and Harry gets jealous.

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"How are we doing, LA?!"

I watch in awe as my fans scream on top of their lungs to answer my question. We are in LA currently for my last concert of the tour. I look at Harry standing back stage ready for his entry. I and Harry did a collab on my new album. A love song, and since Harry was busy with his tour, which is now completed, we decided to surprise our fans with his guest entry. The fans have no idea what is about to happen.

He smiles at me. I smile back.

''Alright, now I've got something to tell you all.'' I let the noise rest a bit. ''I've got a special someone come here for you tonight.'' I smile a little listening to the oos and ahs coming from the audience.

''I'm not gonna tell you who it is because it would ruin all of my fun.'' I raise my eyebrows as if it is a valid point.

''They will come out after this song to sing with me and entertain you guys as much as possible.'' I smile innocently at all the disappointment faces. ''For now please enjoy and sing with me. This is 'Look so good'!

The music starts the second I end my sentence. My next song is slow and sensual. This one is the one that contains a lot of slow dancing with really intimate steps.

I start singing while doing my steps. My back up dancers have a entire none stop choreography while I just have a few steps here and there. Most of them contain of me thrown and pulled between male dancers.

I continue my steps while singing. I come at a part where I have to grind and lean against the dancer behind me. Another guy comes up and pulls me against him almost chest to chest. I smile at him maintaining eye contact and singing. The crowd screams at the steps time to time while singing along.

For my next step I grind against the next guys thigh and run my hand down his naked chest. I end the song with my finale step, sitting on the ground with one leg on other and leaning back on my hands.

I smile at the cheering audience then look over at Harry's side. I see a frown on his cute face and laugh a little realizing he's jealous. I told him that my dance for this song is intimate and he said he was ok by it but now that he's finally seen it, I really don't think he's ok.

I sand up breathing heavy and move back stage to take 5 minutes. I drink water from my bottle and move towards Harry to talk to him but my assistant comes in between and tells me to go back up the stage and announce the next song.I go back at my place a bit sad that I didn't get to talk to him.

''Alright Guys! Finally the moment we've all been waiting for. This song is with our special guest. I really don't want to keep you waiting anymore so...'' I look at my assistant holding a thump up signaling me that Harry's ready. ''This is Harry Styles!''

Harry jumps up to the stage and the audience goes insane. Our song music starts in the background and we look at each other smiling. We sing our song with a big smile, jumping and walking around the stage and stealing small takes to each others bodies here and there. It feels amazing.

At the end of our song Harry is suppose to give me a forehead kiss and leave, keeping it PG but he seems to have other plans because the second our song finishes, he turns to me wraps his hand around my waist and slams his lips to mine.

Everyone screams on top of their lungs at this and even I am caught of guard but quickly recover and kiss him back. The kiss is full of passion and love, I can't keep up with his lips, so I just stand there and let him kiss me.

It's feels like forever when he finally pulls back. I just stare at him in surprise. He smirks down at my wide eyes and open mouth. "What was that for?"

"A reminder for those dancer that keep touching you like that." He looks me in the eye. "You're mine, yeah?" He whispers with a deep voice.

"Yeah." I look at him with a dumb smile and felt flutters deep in my stomach. I love when he gets all crazy and possessive like like.

"Have a good rest of the show, darling." He kisses me forehead and leaves after saying goodbye to the fans, as if that didn't just happen.

I am left alone with a crazy smile on my face and a hope to finish this show quickly and jump his bones the second we're alone.

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#harry styles fandom #harry styles one shot #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fluff #harry styles #kissing harry #jealous harry #singer reader

[kod23pm]

"we should get going, detective"

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #harrykim #fanart #digital art #art #I still can't recover from them #please kiss??

[dapperbeetledraws]

"it's always been you"

a little more moody one today but dw they are just realizing that they are inevitable :) also ive been listening a lot to lord huron's meet me in the woods and it's pretty perfect for them..... my head is full of ideas!!!!!

#draco malfoy #drarry #harry potter #harry x draco #hp #enemies to lovers #all roads lead to you #does it count as angst if they are going to kiss a lot after?

[kaijukebox]

My two lame-ass, drunk girlfriends 😌✌️

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Today’s Reference!

#listen…I’m going to be really annoying about them this year. #I think they should kiss with tongue 🤷‍♀️ #disco elysium #harry du bois #idiot doom spiral #100hugs2023 #hug 90/100

[zkyeline]

Something small n silly <3

#disco elysium #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #harrykim #kimharry #art #fan art #doodle #i love writing/saying mwah! kissing u kissing u

[mothlau]

brain filled with jegulus uni au where james walks into the wrong lecture, all tired and sleep deprived, with baby harry on his chest. cue regulus falling in love with the hot dilf that doesn't belong in his post modernism class and who he knows for a fact is sirius' best friend

first chapter is officially out :) 

#jegulus au #jegulus fic #jegulus #marauders #marauder era #james potter #regulus black #now i imagine the black bros having a somewhat decent relationship with reg having left the family #and yeah sure he knows of james IN THEORY but sirius never really brings up harry bc hes convinced reg hates kids #turns out he does but harry???? oh he loves harry!!!! #and then something something happens and jegulus kiss :) #also lily would be sooooo fed up with james' shit. hed be asking her to let harry stay with him just so that he could impress reg #grrrrr i love kid fics

[my-castles-crumbling]

The Marauders playing Two Truths and a Lie:

James: Okay, erm...my first pet was a fish named 'Fish.' I'm an Aries. And...I've only kissed one of the Black brothers.

Sirius, scoffing: Obviously it's the first pet. Who names a fish, 'Fish'?

Peter: Nah, mate, I remember James's fifth birthday. Fish was a legend.

Sirius, not comprehending: But Prongs...you are an Aries.

James:

Sirius: So that just leaves...

James:

Peter:

Remus:

Sirius: What the fuck, Potter?

James: Sorry, Sirius, I just--

Remus: Wait! You and Sirius kissed?

Peter: Well....I have to go now.

#headcanon that james and sirius kissed once on a dare #marauders #marauders era #harry potter #fanfic #sirius black kinnie #wolfstar #jegulus #james potter x regulus black #james fleamont potter #james potter #james x regulus #james and regulus #james is an idiot #regulus black #regulus arcturus black #sirius and regulus #remus loves sirius #sirius black #sirius orion black #sirius being sirius #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #james & peter & remus & sirius #remus john lupin

[cassiopeiasdaughter]

📝- "Is that my shirt?" For Theo Nott

"that's when I love you, that's when"

warnings: alcohol consumption and implications of smut

It was a mistake; you both agreed. Well, you hadn’t actually talked about it, but you knew it was a mistake and were sure Theo would also agree. 

You blamed Gryffindors and their parties and most importantly, the right amount of Firewiskey in your system convincing you that dancing and being close to Theo was a good idea. 

You went from dancing, to your hands running up and down his chest and his tugging possessively at your hips; you were lucky everyone around you was also drunk and wouldn’t remember the way you two acted. 

So, dancing escalated to a heavy make out session by the stairs, which led you right to his bed. Every time you remember that night you feel your whole body heat up, come alive and almost beg for more. But you won’t give in to these thoughts, mainly because you value your friendship way too much.

That is what you say to yourself at least, because you don't want to admit the truth.

What is left of that friendship, anyway? You avoid him almost everyday now, can’t stand to be near him without touching him. His stare sends shivers down your body and you blush like a second year.

You want to grab him by his tie, and smash your lips on his. Actually, you want him to grab you and kiss you without ever intending to stop. But you know him way too well, to know that he would never do that, he is way too subtle and cautious with his feelings and who he lets in.

That morning, the one after the party and after everything that followed it, you ran before he woke. You grabbed whatever clothes you could find and sprinted to your dorm, carefully so no one would notice you. As you laid down in your bed, you felt an ache inside your chest, an emptiness that could only be filled by him. Too bad that could never happen, a voice inside you muttered.

It’s been almost one month after that night, one month since you and Theo have had a proper conversation. You desperately want to know how he is doing, how that essay he was telling you about went, what his last letter from his father said, and most importantly; how he feels after everything that happened.

Did he like it as much as you? Does he remember every detail as clearly as you? Did your touch leave behind an itch- a burn, like the one his hands left on you? And most importantly does he miss you like you miss him?

You put on his shirt, the one you wore that morning, and get ready for bed. You want to sleep everything off. Every emotion and thought tied to him, it feels unbearable when you realize that you will never get to live what you crave most.

It is merely a fantasy inside your head and nothing more. For all you know, he regrets everything or doesn’t remember much. It might be nothing to him, but it is everything to you and that tears through your chest, rips you open, leaving you exposed and hurt.

As you move in your room, trying to find your notebook or a book; anything to distract you, you hear a knock on the door. It is a Saturday night and your roommates are having fun somewhere, but they must have forgotten something. 

“Come in.” , you shout absentmindedly 

And when you don’t hear your friends voice but instead a nervous cough you turn your body quickly in his direction. In front of you stands Theo, after what feels like forever, looking at you with sad-disappointed eyes, as if wanting to beg for something but unable to find the words. 

You stare at him also, it is the first time you are alone with him again and you want to cherish every second. Because you know soon, all that will be gone.

He is the one to speak first, and break the awkward silence 

“I...is that my shirt?”, he says making your face turn red from the embarrassment.

“Yes, uh- I took it, I meant to give it back, but I…didn’t. Sorry.” (Sorry for leaving like that, sorry for avoiding you, sorry for being too big of a coward to tell you how I feel)

“It’s alright, I’ve just been looking for it and couldn’t find it, now I know why.” ,he says calmly willing himself to give you a reassuring smile while his hand scratches the back of his head.

“Give me a minute, I’ll go change and hand it to you.”, you quickly say, using the shirt as an excuse to avoid him once more

You walk past him, without caring to hear what he says, but he stops you.

He grabs your wrist, gently, and looks at you with eyes that beg; beg you not to leave him, and fix what’s “broken”.

“Stop running away”, he says annoyed , “Please.” , his voice filled with complaint and disappointment, his hand wrapped around your arm now, sending jolts down your body

“Alright.”, you sigh “Say whatever it is you want to say, and get this over with.”

“Is it that terrible for you, to be in the same room as me?”

“No, no it isn’t.” 

“Then why do you keep avoiding me? Why are you running away?”, he says loudly, closing his eyes while his fingers pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Because…because you know why”

“Why did you leave that morning?”, he finally says

“I-“ you let out a tired laugh “I was scared of what you would do when you woke up and saw me, I was scared of the ending.”

“So you decided to end it yourself." he shakes his head annoyed and looks up before continuing "Don’t I get a say in this? Shouldn’t you have given me a choice first? Before blowing it all up?"

"Oh come on, what would have been different if I’d stayed? Would you have kissed me good morning and played with my hair? It would be awkward, more awkward than it is now.", you say, anger and poison coating your tongue

"You don’t know that. You don’t even know what I want, and you don’t care to know. You have made up this version of things in your head and are following it blindly. Without looking at what's infront of you!", he exclaims raising his hands in a defeated manner.

"What is there to see Theo? It’s ruined now, we can’t be friends, not like we were. And, frankly I don’t want to be your friend, I don’t want to be just your friend. So really what am I missing?”

He doesn’t give you time to process what he is about to do next. And he doesn’t give time to himself to kiss you properly. Your kiss is messy and it tells you everything he can’t put into words. His lips are angry and his mouth forces your lips to part, beautifully for him. His hands tug at your hips, marking you as his, possessively and longingly. And your hands land on his hair, tugging at the roots as he bites your lower lip. 

“You are stubborn and an idiot.”, he says breathless

“I-“ you try to say but a kiss on your neck, that then turns into a soft kiss on your lips, interrupts you.

“Don’t ever run away like that, you can’t do that. You talk to me, or scream, but you don’t leave. Not like that.” he says looking in your eyes, his gaze more powerful than the Imperius Curse.

“Yes.”, you whisper and let him kiss you again.

“So what does this mean?”, you break the kiss to ask

“That I am inlove with you and I don’t want to just be your friend either.”, he says smirking

“Good.”, you grin and spread kisses along his jaw and neck

“Keep the shirt by the way, I like it on you.” he says sighing as you pull at his hair, to expose his neck.

And the next time you wake up, he is in your bed and you are in his arms, without the intention of ever running away.

fin ❤️‍🩹

Theodore Nott masterlist & celebrate my academic hardships

reminder: I will answer everything, until my inbox is empty, but while taking my time <33

thank you for reading and sending in messages and asks, and excuse the mistakes, I suck at proofreading :)))

#theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theo nott #theodore nott imagine #harry potter fanfiction #theo nott imagine #theo nott x reader #friends to lovers #fluff #angry kissing because don't we all want that?

[orangepajamas]

Kim got like 2 points in Physical Touch

#he fails the check but harry kisses him on the forehead #something something healed morale damaged health #yes i support the 'only kim's ears blush red' agenda #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #tequila sunrise #disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #artists on tumblr #fanart #de #kimharry

[aeteut]

Oh I wonder how Sirius’s lipstick got smudged all over Remus’s face 🤭

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

#The kiss mark on his neck 💋 from her <3 #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #rlsb #r/s #remus/sirius #remus x sirius #harry potter fanart #likeafunerall #live laf love 🤍

[dawndauce]

guys is it okay to kiss your bestie on the lips

#spiderman #parksborn #harry osborn #spiderman ps5 #peter parker #fan art #character design #character art #artwork #insomniac spider man #digital illustration #I dont know why I waited so long to draw the gays kissing but here we are #I love them

[jaylienpotter]

@my-beloved-fandoms

You asked, I answered.

James: Regulus! Give me back my glasses.

Regulus: nope!

James: I can't see anything!

Regulus: sounds like a you problem.

James: yeah? How would you like I do something you hate? Hm? Because I hate migraines from not having my glasses.

Regulus: like you would do anything to hurt me.

James: oh I don't need to. *gets up from the Slytherin couch* I think you're amazing. You're so loveable, Reggie.

Regulus: w-what...?

James: you deserve the whole world. You don't deserve the shitty life you have.

Regulus: *takes a step back* s-stop.

James: *gets closer* your feelings are completely valid-

Regulus: THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT!

James: -and you deserve to be heard and loved.

Regulus: STOP! *extends his hand* Have the glasses!

James: thank you. *takes them and looks at Reg in the eyes* you look so much prettier like this.

Regulus: stooooop!

#And then he stopped James with a kiss #And ofc it worked bc James is like a helpless puppy #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #marauders #harry potter marauders #the marauders #marauders era #marauders fandom #james potter #regulus black #dead gay wizards

[dapperbeetledraws]

first kiss idea...i feel like harry is just a thought -> action immediately type of person.... im sorry draco hes dumb he cant help it i have more plans for other headcanons but rn i have to let all the fluff out

#harry x draco #draco malfoy #harry potter #hp #drarry #fanart #first kiss #idiots in love

[veresks-blog]

I painted this art about a year ago but I still love it <3

#wolfstar #remus x sirius #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #kiss #digital art #harry potter #artwork #fanart

[thornsnfeathers]

breath life into me

#kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #harrykim #two birds on a wire #disco elysium #fanart #my drawings #videogames #illustration #my tablet is kind of wonky currently but it works with this game's style lmao #i'm liking this kim more than my first one so that's nice #lil kiss <3 #edit: this is probably my most popular piece ever ily all :')

[cardansriddle]

Teach Me - ( tom riddle x fem!reader )

part 2

Summary: Feeling awfully inexperienced, you ask Tom to teach you how to kiss.

Warnings: friends to lovers trope. old-fashioned mindset because it's the 1940s. sexual tension. implied smut but no actual smut.

A/N: It's 4 AM and I had to quickly write this idea before I could lose motivation. I love this "teach me how to kiss" trope so much so let me know your thoughts abt this!

buymeacoffee <3

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Tom's low voice carried around you as you lay your head against a tree, eyes shut closed to enjoy the serene atmosphere of the day. You barely paid attention to the meaning behind the words he was reading from his book, instead letting the soothing voice lull you to a relaxed state.

You adored these little moments with him. Your friendship with Tom Riddle was an unexpected one, yet not unpleasant. Whatever had bloomed between you two was unique, and you cherished whatever attention he could give you because you knew it was only you that received these rare moments with him.

"I'm bored." You suddenly interrupted him mid-sentence, huffing and opening your eyes to stare at the thick branches above you.

"What do you want me to do about it?" The wizard asked dryly, causing you to turn your head towards him. The sight of his profile greeted you, and you enviously traced your eyes over the perfect slope of his nose and the sharp edges of his jawline. Truly, it was unfair that he had been blessed with such pretty features.

"Maybe we should put aside the book? We've been reading almost every day now." You suggested, continuing to stare at him while his gaze remained glued to the pages of the book. "Tom."

"Hm?"

"You are not even listening to me!" You hit his arm at his offensive behaviour. The action seemed to snap him out of his trance and he met your gaze at last, eyes dark and holding an expression of bemusement. "This is dull. Let us do something else."

"Do what?"

You shrugged. "Talk?"

He seemed to contemplate his options, knowing if he kept reading you would persistently annoy him until he could no longer focus but if he complied with your request, he would at least receive peace of mind. With a tired sigh, as if he was trying to appease an insolent child, he snapped his book shut and turned to face you fully, causing you to smile in triumph at your small victory.

"Well, talk then." He gestured with his hand for you to speak, but you only glared at him.

"No. I always talk. Perhaps you should tell me about one of your adventures. Or stories. Anything."

He almost whined your name in protest but you hushed him. An idea came to your mind, something that you had been meaning to question him about, and you sat up eagerly. "You could tell me what Xavier and Avery were talking about yesterday? Remember? Before you told them to shut up?"

Tom only stared at you, his lips beginning to quirk up in a half-smirk. "Those are not for your innocent ears. Or any ladies' for that matter."

Instead of discouraging you, his words only caused your curiosity to grow. "Oh come on, Tom! I thought we told and shared everything with each other." You pouted, eyes pleading for him to indulge you in those secrets.

"You must stop." He tried to warn you but you decided to settle your head into the curve between his neck and shoulder, to attempt and soften him enough for him to speak.

"Walburga always talk about stuff like that. We are not as naive as you men think us to be."

He scoffed and averted his eyes down to his closed book. "Walburga does more than talk about it and I would advise you to steer clear from her presence."

"Did Xavier and Walburga lay together?"

He stiffened, and you lifted your head up from his shoulder to look up at him. He seemed lost, not knowing how to direct the topic of conversation elsewhere.

"I wonder what it feels like." You continued voicing your thoughts out loud, missing the way his head turned towards you swiftly, entranced by your genuine and clueless curiosity. "I mean I do not know what exactly transpires between man and woman but I can imagine the—"

His hand grasped yours on your lap, halting you before you could finish your trail of thought. "We should not talk about this topic any further." Although his voice was as gentle as he could allow himself to be when with you, you could detect the finality in his tone.

"But—but Tom! Would you tell me?"

You observed him as he clenched his jaw. "When the time comes, your husband will tell you and show you."

"But I wish for you to tell me. Do you not think my future husband would prefer me to know what I am doing at the very least? What if my terrible inexperience will bother him?"

He was quiet, staring at you with a flurry of emotions in his eyes. Something about his gaze caused your cheeks to redden and you opted to look down at your fiddling hands on your lap.

"Perhaps you could teach me something." You muttered after a long minute, not daring to meet his stare.

Tom's heart began beating unevenly beneath his robes. All of a sudden he felt too warm, too suffocated in his clothes. Tom was not pure by any means. He did not care for honour or propriety. Nor did he care for the foolish yearnings of men and women. He had indulged in those acts before, once or twice just to attempt to satisfy his body's urges. But he never actively sought it out. And he never particularly enjoyed it. But with you in front of him, so close to him that he could feel the scent of your perfume, he was just a regular man. And he had never felt desire the way he did at that moment.

"Stop." He said with a hoarse voice, and he cursed himself lightly before clearing his throat and repeating the word. "This is highly inappropriate."

"Show me just one thing. Please? Please, Tom?"

His pants tightened and his breathing got shallow. If you kept pleading him and uttering his name with such need surely he was bound to break. Surely no one would fault him for sealing his lips and yours—

No. He berated himself.

"Tom?" You moved closer, your knee bumping his thigh—

Before he could resist, his hand slid to grab your jaw. "You are being insufferable. I am holding myself back to protect your honour and yet you insist on me breaking my resolve."

"One time won't hurt anybody. Please?" With your last plea, and with a confidence you were not aware you possessed, you climbed over him to straddle him, sliding down until you were settled in his lap comfortably.

Tom froze underneath you. He could only stare up at you sitting so innocently on his lap as if you were born to be there and attempt to blink away the very ungentlemanly, very filthy thoughts from his brain. But how could he? With you pressed up against him, with only a few layers of clothing separating you, how could he banish those indecent images away?

"Teach me how to kiss." Your small voice filled his head again and how could he deny you anything when you were a pleading and desperate mess for him?

"Just once." He muttered with his last remaining resolve, no longer able to resist the pull that was urging him to close the minute distance between you. He moved to press his lips against yours and before you could respond, he retreated to gauge your reaction, only for you to whine and eagerly reconnect your lips back together. The grip on your hair grew tight, and he fought with himself to maintain control. But it seemed you had other plans as you needily pressed against him, the kiss no more gentle, but intense and messy.

Your body felt as if it was set aflame from the inside, and you would gladly burn alive if it meant you could experience this for the rest of your life.

His hands slid to grab a hold of your waist, and he lifted his hips up to grind the straining material of his pants against you. You gasped into his mouth at the action, and he did not miss the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth. You moved your hips against his, feeling him hard underneath you. He groaned, the low sound travelling straight to your core.

"We should stop." He muttered between kisses, and your hand moved to take a handful of his hair and pull at it, causing him to look up at you with dazed eyes. "Or I will not be able to control myself."

"Don't you dare stop."

He moved his lips to the sensitive skin of your neck, trailing kisses along your throat before you felt his teeth bite into your flesh.

"Tom." You murmured his name in pleasure, rolling your hips against him once more to feel that pleasant ache between your thighs once again.

Suddenly, you heard the snap of a twig from somewhere behind you, and you pulled away from Tom in horror to look back over your shoulder. One of the Slytherin boys you did not recognize was standing there, eyes on you with an expression of bewilderment.

He had caught you in a compromising position. This was not appropriate. If he said anything about this situation, you would be ruined. You quickly removed yourself from Tom's lap and stood shakily on your legs.

Hesitantly, you looked at Tom, and he was staring at the boy with cold indifference as if this situation was not severe. Feeling embarrassed and utterly horrified, you did not utter another word before you rushed away from the place, desperate to return to your dormitory.

You worried that the boy would tell everyone of what had occurred, people would gossip about your ruination, but most of all, you felt betrayed that Tom had just sat there and done nothing.

If only you stayed long enough to witness Tom obliviating the boy, perhaps you would not be in such distress.

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