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gurugirl · 1 year

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The Man Next Door - A Sneak Peek

Note: I don't know when I'll be posting this short series but I do keep getting asks about it. This was an idea sent to me by @jdfan4life and while I do intend to finish it, I clearly have a bunch of other stuff I'm currently writing so it's not a priority. BUT I WILL FINISH IT! So, to tide you over here is a bit of a sneak peek below the pic. Enjoy! xoxo

Summary: Harry's your father's friend but he's also your best friend's dad so things are complicated.

Sorry guys, I don't even know if this is good. I wasn't sure what to pull for a sneak peek but this seems to tell a bit of the story without giving too much away. And as I've said before, I've only written about 10k words of the whole series so there's not a lot to share. Your feedback is welcome as always.

"Stop the elderly abuse. I'm fragile," Harry scoffs, his dimples making an appearance.

You both laugh as Harry keeps his hand over your wrist, holding your arm down by your side. Soon, your laughter dies down and you're both just sitting and staring at one another. This has happened before with you two but it's only happened a handful of times. And like every other time it's happened, you are interrupted.

"Morning..." you hear Robby's voice as he enters the kitchen. Harry releases your hand immediately and stands up to get a mug from the cupboard for his son.

Robby looks at you with squinty eyes and then at his dad. You shrug and continue to eat the last bit off your plate. Robby saw you two. He knew something was happening. He saw how you two were facing one another in silence. He saw how Harry was holding your arm down. He'd heard laughter as he left his bedroom so he knew that just before he saw the scene that there was something to laugh about. But by the time he got to you, you were both silent and staring at one another.

"How'd you sleep?" Harry asked Robby as he started the stove back up to make eggs for Robby.

"Fine. I'm not the one who drank too much last night. Surprised you're already awake in fact." Robby looked at you and sat down on the stool on the other side of you.

"I fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed. You on the other hand were up late flirting with Raul through text message." You laughed as you spoke.

Robby rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Just because you're not getting any doesn't mean you need to be jealous of me. I think we're gonna go out tonight actually."

You and Harry both stopped what you were doing and looked at Robby, speaking nearly simultaneously, "Really!?"

Robby looked at you and then at his dad with a furrowed brow, "What's with you two? I just saw you flirting and now you're speaking in synch with one another? Yes. I'm going on a date."

You looked at Harry and he gazed at you for a moment before clearing his throat, "Think you're seeing things, kid. I'm glad you're going on a date, though. It's good for you."

Robby sipped his coffee and shook his head, "I know. You should probably think about going on a date too, dad. You too." He looked at you and raised his brows.

"Why do I need to go on a date?" Harry turned around and brought a plate of eggs to Robby.

Robby sighed and looked at you before looking at his dad, "Cause I've literally never seen you go on a date, Dad. Her neither to be honest. You both should get out there, and find someone."

You breathe a laugh through your nose, "Oh, now you get one date, that you haven’t even gone on might I add, and you suddenly are the guru on love and relationships?"

"So?! Yeah, I haven't gone on the date yet, but it's still not bad advice, for you to go on a date. You and my dad should probably go together. It's obvious you both have the hots for each other. At least I know you like my dad and you’re fun to be around."

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#coming one day #sneak peek #dad's best friend harry #harry x reader #best friend's dad harry #harry styles #firstpost

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emlovesstates · 9 months

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California: Oklahoma, what do you call people you go out with but don’t try to sleep with?

Oklahoma: ...People?

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Oklahoma: If it’s any consolation, they got me here on a very misleading text message.

California: Technically, you are about to be screwed in the biology room.

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Oklahoma: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

California: Wow, I've gotta hear this.

Oklahoma: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

California: You forgot pride.

Oklahoma: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

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Oklahoma: Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

California: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

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Oklahoma: Bro, I had a dream we fucked.

California: Bro, relax it was just a dream.

Oklahoma: Huh, gay, I wouldn’t fuck you.

California: You wouldn’t?

Oklahoma: I mean, unless you want to-

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Oklahoma: What’s sexting?

California: I'm not having this conversation with you.

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California: Know why I called you in here?

Oklahoma: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic.

California: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

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Oklahoma: Look, last night was a mistake.

California: A sexy mistake.

Oklahoma: No, just a regular mistake.

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Oklahoma: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

California: Nope, there's 26.

Oklahoma: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

California: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Oklahoma: You'll get the D later ;).

Oklahoma, turning to California: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.

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Oklahoma: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

California: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves,

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California: New York , you'll be working with Georgia and Oklahoma.

New York : Alright! My fantasy threesome!

Everyone else: *blank stares*

New York : ...Of people on a team.

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New York , writing in a letter: "I'm going to kick.. your... ass."

New York : THERE. Now send it.

Oklahoma:: Dude, your handwriting's terrible, are you sure you want to-

New York : JUST DO IT!

later

California: So what does it say?

Georgia , reading the letter: They say they're going to "lick my...."

California:

Georgia :

California: Gross-

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Oklahoma: Is the plural of milf/dilf milfs/dilfs or milves/dilves?

Georgia : Milfs.

New York : Milf/dilf is an acronym, you can't change the spelling to milves/dilves.

Oklahoma: Wait, they're acronyms? What do they stand for???

California: Mom in late forties, dad in late fourties.

California: I learned that from the movie called M.I.L.F that I saw the trailer of in theaters probably 5 to 7 years ago.

New York : Mom/dad I'd Love to Fuck.

Oklahoma: WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK—

Oklahoma: I NEVER REALIZED IT WAS ACTUALLY HORNY!

California: Oh, is it not mom in late fouries?

Georgia : What? No! It isn't!

California: THE MOVIE TRAILER LIED TO ME!

New York : California...

California: THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T THINK CALLING PEOPLE MILFS WAS ALL THAT BAD BECAUSE IT STOOD FOR SOMETHING HARMLESS IT JUST HAD A SLIGHTLY SEXUAL CONNOTATION!

New York : I am entirely unsurprised that this is coming from you.

California: OKLAHOMA, DOES IT MAKE SENSE WHY I CALLED THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID MOM A MILF NOW BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A DESCRIPTOR WITH FUNNY CONNOTATION!

Oklahoma: The word milf has been ruined for me.

Georgia : THAT'S ITS DEFINITION, IT CAN'T BE RUINED THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS!

New York : Y'all are dumbasses.

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Oklahoma: So anyways have y'all seen New York ?

California: I think they went in Georgia 's room 'studying'.

Florida : Doubt that. I heard groans there.

*Meanwhile in Georgia 's room*

New York & Georgia , fighting:

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California: Isn’t it weird that we can’t ride any other animal except horses. Like if horses weren’t a thing, humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. Like riding animals wouldn’t really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.

Florida : Elephants.

California: Blocked.

New York : Camels.

California: Extra blocked.

Georgia : Donkeys.

California: Ultra blocked.

Oklahoma: That dick.

California: ...Followed.

Georgia : Isn’t it weird that we can’t ride any other animal except horses. Like if horses weren’t a thing, humans would be fucked cause we couldn’t ride any other animals. Like riding animals wouldn’t really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.

California: Elephants.

Georgia : Blocked.

Florida : Camels.

Georgia : Extra blocked.

Oklahoma: Donkeys.

Georgia : Ultra blocked.

New York : That dick.

Georgia : ...Followed.

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California: If you had too, what would you give up food or sex?

New York : Sex.

Oklahoma: Seriously, answer faster.

New York : I’m sorry honey, when they said sex I wasn’t thinking about sex with you.

Oklahoma: It’s like a giant hug.

California: Georgia , what about you? What would you give up sex or food?

Georgia : Food.

California: Okay, how about sex or dinosaurs?

Georgia : Oh my God it’s like the movie Sophie’s Choice.

Florida : What about you Louisiana? What would you give up sex or food?

Louisiana: Oh... um... I don’t know, it’s too hard.

Florida : No, you gotta pick one.

Louisiana: Um, food... no, sex... no, food... sex... food. Ugh! I don’t know! I want both! I- I want hot people on bread!

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Cali : Florida kissed me!

New York : Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Cali : It was unbelievable!

New York : Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Louisiana: Okay, we wanna hear everything. New York , get the wine and unplug the phone. Cali , does this end well or do we need tissues?

Cali : Oh, it ended very well.

New York : Do not start without me! Do not start without me!

Louisiana: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?

Cali : Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it.

Louisiana: Ohh... So, okay, were they holding you? Or were their hands on your back?

Cali : First they started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were in my hair.

New York and Louisiana: Ohhh.

*meanwhile*

Florida eating pizza in their house: And, uh, and then I kissed them.

Gov : Tongue?

Florida: Yeah.

Texas: Cool.

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New York: Where's Oklahoma, California, and Georgia?

undefined: They're playing hide and seek.

New York: Where?

New Jersey: I don't think you get how this game works.

#ben brainard #welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #wttsh #wttt #incorrect quotes

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tellthemeerkatsitsfine · 24 days

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My dad's going through some shit, and I'm not sure what it is, but last night when he drove me home after the family's Easter dinner he drove around for a while so he could really intensely play me the entire Dancing In The Dragon's Jaws album by Bruce Cockburn - and album that I do of course already know, but I hadn't heard it in a long time so did enjoy hearing it again. But when I say he "really intensely" played it, I mean he kept pausing it to repeat some lyrics to me in case I'd missed them, and wouldn't let us talk over it.

The only time he said anything besides repeating Cockburn's lyrics was when the Hills of Morning song got to the "I want to be a particle in your life" line, he paused it to tell me that one time, at a party in his mid-twenties, he and his friend stayed up for the whole night and as the sun came up this girl who'd fallen asleep at 2 AM awoke, and she came in the kitchen where my dad and his friend were still drinking, and his friend told her "I want to be a particle in your life", and then my dad said it, and they kept repeating it, and this was the funniest thing that had ever happened to any of them.

My dad then told me, "It wasn't even true, I don't think we really wanted to be a particle in her life. She was a communist. But there were about eight people living in that house and most of them were communists. To be fair I was a bit of a communist. But not like a full communist. She's a university professor now."

Today he sent me a Facebook message with an old picture of himself from about 40 years ago, with his arm around a guy, saying "That is me and [guy's name] who i stayed up all night with listening to Dragons Jaw album", followed by: "Can you send that pic back yo my email". Which I think means he recieved the picture from that old friend via Facebook Messenger, knows how to forward it to me, but doesn't know how to download it so wants me to do that and email it back to him because he knows how to download from emails.

Not sure what my dad's going through at the moment, but I fully support him in his journey.

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triplexdoublex · 2 years

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Dream 10/9/2022

Been trying to find the time to post this today. This one was a wild ride 🤣

I had a dream last night I had VIP tickets for an MGK show and I was in this little waiting area with all the other VIP people and I was tumblr messaging with @hollywoodxwhore and she sent me a new pic of Kells and Megan and I was just about to bitch about Megan when I hear someone behind me say “I love that picture of them!” I turn around and it’s Casie and I ask if we can get a pic together and she says sure but then I forget how to work my phone camera and miss the opportunity cuz the venue started rushing us all out of the room to our seats. I had close seats BUT they were at a horrible angle and all I could see was the drums and part of Rooks back but I took some pictures and messaged them to @blxxdyvalentine19xx and @thebreakup . Then I saw Kells for a split second and he had cut his hair like the I think I’m ok video but left some pink on the top and I tried to get another pic but the venue staff started rushing us to exit and put us on subway trains for some reason and I realized I got on the wrong one and was begging the driver to stop so I could get off but he said he couldn’t stop for the next hour and a half but I begged more and told him I got separated from my young daughter somehow so he finally stopped and when I got to the next station my daughter was already there waiting for me somehow. Then we ran into my dad and he was holding something in a navy blue towel and I’m like what’s that and he’s like “your new baby sister” and I’m like “another kid really!?? like you don’t have enough?” And he hands her to me and tells me her name is Saffron Wood, the first thing I notice is she’s still all covered in that white vernix from birth and I’m getting suspicious, next thing I notice is she has Down syndrome, next thing I notice is she’s A FUCKING BIRD!!! Apparently he kidnapped her after birth to keep her safe from her crazy mother .. well crazy mom shows up with the mob and takes out my dad , I’m still holding my bird sister and hop on the next train with her and my daughter and all of a sudden my mom is a few seats ahead of me. Everyone on the train is wearing MGK merch but they’re really weird and mean and zombie like and keep trying to break my sisters beak. One of them actually cracks it , and I hand her to my mom a few seats up to keep her safe. But then I notice my daughters missing … the mean fans had hid her under a seat , I pull her out and thought she was dead but she was fine. But Surprise! We’re on the wrong damn train again and some how have ended up in Berlin. ( I was supposed to be headed back to Pennsylvania, USA) . But at least my husband met us there. We’re about to get on another train but we’re out of money when all of a sudden I see Mod Sun and his bandmates. And I tell my husband “omg Mod Sun’s like the nicest guy on earth he’ll help us!” I go up to mod sun and I’m like “can you please help us get back to PA, Brennan ( Mods Guitarist) goes “fuck no, we’re on our way to Brazil!” But Mod’s like “wait lemme hear her story” so I break down the last 24 hours for him and he agrees to help. Brennan is pissed but whatever, Mod walks us to an old white convertible car on the roof of the train station and somehow DRIVES us from Berlin, Germany to Pennsylvania, USA. I immediately take my baby sister to the ER to get her beak checked out and I ask the doctor if she’s gonna be ok and he says “she’ll most likely never be able to return to the wild.” 🤣

#i don’t do drugs I swear 🤣#dream #machine gun kelly #colson baker #mgk #jp cappelletty #rook cappelletty #modsun #Derek smith #forgetbrennan #Brennan Pierson

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theunstuffedpepper · 2 years

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My mom called me last night to chit chat — a pretty normal occurrence during her weekend cocktail hours. She says her “grandma radar” went off, so she figured she would give a call and see how I’m doing.

I give her the latest: I’m doing fine, just sore and tired and waiting. At my last appointment I was told if my blood pressure remains elevated, the doctors would consider inducing, but not until at least 37 weeks, or Memorial Day weekend. No real updates right now to speak of, and I’d keep her posted for what happens at my upcoming appointment this Thursday.

A half hour after we hung up, B and I get a group text message from his mom. “Is Val in labor?? Just saw her mom’s post on Facebook.” Collective sigh.

After we hung up, my mom posted on Facebook saying that her “grandma radar went off tonight and grandson #2 is coming soon!!” Obviously this is super misleading and made everyone think I’m in labor, so she got lots of “omg, congrats!!!” comments. We texted my MIL back saying I have no idea why she would post that but no updates — not in labor. Meanwhile, my MIL also commented on my mom’s fb post asking if I’m in labor and if my parents are taking care of pep. My mom replies that I’m not in labor, but yes, they’ll be tending to pep’s needs soon!!!! 😑😑😑

Guys. What the hell, right? This reminds me of when I was pregnant with pep and sent my mom and dad a cute preview pic of me and my bump in front of the Christmas tree, and she turned around and posted it on fb in like 60 seconds flat.

Lord, beer me patience.

#no reblogs please #family stuff #pregblr #momblr #operationkay10 #05222022

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drawing-way-outside-the-lines · 1 year

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➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖

Chapter 26 - Old Messages, pt. 2.

--------------Congo's point of view--------------------

I had promised myself there would be no more between me and Andy, but already the next day, I knew it was impossible to keep. I wanted him more than ever, and breakfast was almost impossible to get through. Marius was sweet, lovingly sitting on my lap, trying to feed me breakfast pancakes, while I was trying to pretend to read the morning news paper. I was mainly trying to avoid eye contact with him. I had never cheated on a partner before. And the burning feeling in My stomach was awful to bare. I had tried reading a few lines of the paper, but I kept getting interrupted by visions of Andy and I kissing in the forest last night. It was impossible to concentrate in anything. It was impossible denying I wanted more. The whole day I was wandering around aimlessly, I couldn't get Andy out of my head, and being with Marius made my guilt grow every minute. So late afternoon I decided to drive 2 km to a small mountain town, located behind my dads house. Not even the fresh air could clear my head, even though I tried my best. The evening seemed to run at snail speed, so I decided to call it a night already around 9. It was early for me, and Marius did question it a bit. I couldn't sleep however, thoughts of Andy and how this situation could possibly turn in my favor, were racing my mind. I had loved him 10 years. 10 whole years. Since the very first night I met him. And now he had finally fallen for me. But being engaged to a vampire, was a deadly cocktail, at least for the one standing in the way. I knew I needed to get as far away as possible, but he was my Andy. It's safe to say I hoped and begged it was him on the line, when suddenly my phone lit up in the dark bedroom later that night.

Andy: I miss you. A lot. I wish I could wrap your arms around me, and fall asleep like that. Safe. I sit here looking at the pics of you and Marius… all I can focus on is you… Your lips Your beard How I wanna run my fingers through your hair Your chest Your upper arms I love you I just wanna see you again. I know I need to shut up and move on. I don't wanna hurt you. I know I said everything yesterday… but I just keep running it on repeat. I just wish there were some way we could be together… and no one getting hurt. I just really need you! Close. Always. You keep me calm. You always made me feel safe. You were always so nice to me…. took so good care of me. I miss you so fucking much!! Miss your smell…. I love you.

Congo: I love you too.

Andy: You have no idea what those words mean to me.

Congo: I know what it means to hear them from you.

Andy: <3 I'm so in love with you!

Congo: I'm so in love with you too.

Andy: What are you doing now?

Congo: In bed.

Andy: Were you sleeping? Did I wake you up?

Congo: No, I couldn't sleep.

Andy: Oh… why not?

Congo: Thinking of you.

Andy: Good or bad?

Congo: Both, I guess.

Andy: What was the good?

Congo: YOU.

Andy: (He sent a smiley with stars in it's eyes) And then what's the bad?

Congo: That I can't have you.

Andy: I know! (Smiley crying on the floor)

Congo: What are you doing? Just sitting around in your room?

Andy: Yeah… can't sleep. I'm too restless… horny… confused…

Congo: I guess I feel sort of the same. Plus, it's too hot to sleep.

Andy: Take some clothes off.

Congo: I'm already naked.

Andy: :3 DAMN (followed by a row of blushy and pervy smileys)

Congo: You are crazy.

Andy: You love that about me.

Congo: Yes.

Andy: You make me hard!

Congo: By telling you I'm naked?

Andy: Yes!!! Of course!! You are fucking hot!!! GOD! That bulgy chest of yours!!!!!!!

Congo: What more?

Andy: Your big warm arms.

Congo: Anything else?

Andy: Your kind eyes… Your sexy beard Your strong upper arms Your v of muscles above your jeans line! Your firm ass Your muscly thighs GOD! I fucking want you so much!!!!

Congo: I want you too.

Andy: How much?

Congo: So much that I'm touching myself.

Andy: (Crying smiley, followed by a smiley leaning against a wall) First one was a finger spass… sorry…

Congo: What does the second one mean?

Andy: I wish I was outside your bedroom door!

Congo: Me too!

Andy: I want to feel your naked body against mine… making love to you all night and morning.

Congo: Mmm yeah… I would love that. Feeling my hands all over your perfect body. Tasting your skin. Feeling myself grow inside you.

Andy: Fuck!!! I wanna taste you too… and feel you so badly!!!!! You're so strong and warm. I can't get enough of your warmth! I wish I could push myself inside you, and just live in there…just merge with you… Are you still touching yourself?

Congo: Yes.

Andy: DAMN! I wish I could crawl under your blanker and give you a blowjob. I really wanna swallow you, taste your cum again. Mmmmmm! Tell me how you touch yourself…

Congo: I am slowly stroking my dick, and pulling lightly in my balls. Thinking of you. Wanting your hands and mouth on me.

Andy: Fuck yeah!!!!!!!!!! Wait… what are we doing? I;m so hot now I'm almost burning up!! And I'm touching myself I'm so hard it almost hurts!

Congo: The sweat is running off me. I want you so bad I think I'm gonna scream out your name soon!

Andy: FUCK!!! We need to cool down!

Congo: I know. How about we take a shower? Together. I mean, as together we can. I'll go jump in my shower, you go jump in yours… We jerk off with the thoughts of each other, and when we are done, we meet up here again? You can go to your bed as well, and we can keep talking till we get tired enough to sleep, or simply keep going till we fall asleep?

Andy: Yes! I'm in! I really need to cum! But as I'm quite challanged on that some days, I really need help… this might do :3 just the thought of you makes my insides buzz and my heart pound!

Congo: I know! I feel the same way about you. I'll meet you here in 10-15 minutes. I love you.

Andy: I love you too. (20 minutes later) I'm back!

Congo: Me too.

Andy: :) you make me smile and get butterflies in my stomach.

Congo: :) you too.

Andy: Really??? :D

Congo: Yes.

Andy: I'm melting!

Congo: :)

Andy: Did you cum?

Congo: Yes :) you?

Andy: Yes! Could almost not stand on my legs, that's how good it was!

Congo: Perfect!

Andy: Yes! :3 I kept thinking of your face :3

Congo: Only my face?

Andy: More or less. Only one time I thought of you sucking me. The rest of the time, I just pictured your smile… well, your profile pic here mostly…

Congo: You make me so happy.

Andy: Why? :)

Congo: Because now there's no longer a single shred of doubt in me. I know you are in fact in love with me too. That it's not just lust and a crush. I mean. You didn't just focus one me naked or fucking you. It was my face. Me as a person.

Andy: I told you! :)

Congo: I know, but it sounds too good to be true. Well, it is, since we can't be together. It stings in my heart every time I think of it.

Andy: :/ I don't want you to get hurt, or get bad health because of this. If its easier I'll stop writing these things to you, and we will somehow rewind time till before I told you… at least imagine that part…

Congo: No. Please. Even if it makes things a million times harder, I need to know you love me too. You did the right thing. We will find a way to control this, cause we have to. But for the rest of this night, let us just go to bed, and pretend to cuddle, how does that sound? No bad vibes before sleeping :) Let's keep it light.

Andy: Sounds nice. I would say perfect, but perfect would be you laying next to me, in reality…

Congo: I know sweety. Let's crawl to bed at least this way.

Andy: Alright, I just need to finish eating my bread…

Congo: You're eating? (Back then Andy had a lot of trouble eating. He had gotten of alcohol after around 10 years as an alcoholic, and his stomach wasn't used to solid food. On top of that he had a lot of anxiety around food, so it was a rare thing to see him eat more than a bit of fruit salad or a small bowl of cereal with milk or yoghurt)

Andy: Yes, a big piece of bread with butter and raisins :)

Congo: That makes me happy <3 thank you.

Andy: You don't have to thank me :) I don't wanna die any longer, remember? (he also used to be very suicidal)

Congo: Yes :) but that's also almost too good to believe.

Andy: :) just give me 2 minutes to get done…

Congo: Sure take your time.

Andy: (A few minutes later) I'm done, but I have raisins all over my mouth, I'm gonna go brush my teeth… Congo…how heavy does Marius sleep?

Congo: Pretty heavy, why?

Andy: Uhm, I'm in my own bedroom, so A surely wont hear me. Maybe if you think it wont wake up Marius, I could call you, and we could whisper a bit to each other? Or just be on the line, so we can just feel each other near? Or is that stupid?

Congo: No, it's not stupid. I would very much like that :)

Andy: :D I'll be right back!

Congo: Yes.

Andy: (Another few minutes later) Can I call now?

Congo: Yes :)

Andy: :D

We talked for about 45 minutes that night, till I no longer got an answer. I could hear him breathe deeply, and it was comforting knowing he was safe asleep. I kept pressing my phone againts my ear, as if I was trying to get him closer to me. I fell asleep much later with a smile on my lips, but a heavy heart knowing it was all wrong, and we had to stop.

#I know it's lengthy sorry #but there's theoretically way less text #just the format is long #sorry #unicornmanes #Congo Shaw #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Andycorn

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iamaslutforcoffee · 2 years

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Home Sweet Home Chapter 6

Her eyes blinked open, sleep still ever so present. She looked at the clock and saw that it was definitely, in fact, 8 am.

On a Saturday.

Even though she was a teenager she was still very much used to waking up early. It wasn't due to Harrison, or school. She just for some reason had a internal clock that woke her up early every morning despite her wanting to be a night owl.

She got up slowly, and stretched her way into a upright position in her bed.

Harrison was on a trip with her father to visit friends and family in Chicago, so that meant she had the weekend to herself.

She checked her phone and noticed she had a couple missed calls from Eddie, and texts as well.

Firstly being from her father, letting her know they made it to Chicago and that Harrison was doing very well. He even sent pictures.

The next messages were of course from Eddie, and she shook her head as she read them.

One asked if she was up.

The next asked if she was ignoring him.

The third said he would just call he when he woke up.

And the last was a dick pic, with him saying that she could dream about it if she wanted to.

Honestly she knew he was trying to make her laugh by any means necessary, and laugh she did.

He really went to all ends of the earth to make his girl smile.

She texted him back that she was up, she wasn't ignoring him, and that his picture would be printed and hung on her wall next to the photo of her grandma Frances. She went so far as to say she thought it was a nice touch, to have his balls out in the open for the world to see.

She got out of bed and decided showering was her best option, choosing the clothes she'd wear for the day before hand.

Jumping into the shower she felt the stress and worries leave her body as the hot water cascaded down her back and through her hair. She washed her body, taking care to be gentle on her stomach. While she was still a small girl, she felt as if her stomach was still her worst quality.

As she got out and wrapped herself in a towel, she realized her window was still open from the night.

A nasty habit she kept, even after her mother warned her of the people who would love nothing more than to break into their home and she was giving them a one way ticket to crime-ville.

"As if anyone would jump into her window in Hawkins." She often thought to herself.

She shrugged, did her daily skin care routine and walked out of her connected bathroom.

Whilst decideding on clothes, she almost screamed when she turned around.

"Hi"

Eddie sat on her bed, cheekily smiling at her.

"You know, out of all this time I've known you... you've used the front door once, maybe twice." She spoke, hands on her hips and decided on wearing a pair of black leggings and a old raggedy Van Halen t-shirt of her moms.

Dressing herself she finally turned around, pulling her hem down and leaning against the dresser.

"And no ones even home besides us" she spoke, about to laugh herself to tears.

"I mean, had to keep up the romance some how" he shrugged, staring her down.

Thats when she really laughed, a full on belly laugh at that.

"Eddie... you do realize that key i gave you was a key to our front door? Dad got pissed the last time you snuck in because he just finished painting and you ruined the coat" she said in-between laughs.

The look on her face brought a oddly familiar warmth to his heart.

He missed this, he missed her laughing.

"You mean to tell me I've had a key to your house and I didn't know?"

She knodded, the laughter dying down and she just smiled.

"Do you want to uh.. do you wanna go back to my place? Wayne is going to kill me if I don't bring you over at some point and time" he asked, pointing towards the window.

She walked up to him and cupped his face, leaning to his level.

"Well I'm not climbing through the window thats for sure"

He shook his head and smiled. Oh, if only she knew what she did to him.

Soon after they heard cries coming from another room and she went to go get him, but Eddie stopped her.

"Let me.. I need to make up for lost time.."

She simply knodded in agreement, allowing herself to relax for once.

Eddie's point of view

I walked in the direction of the soft cries, scared honestly out of my fucking mind.

The idea that I, Eddie Munson, town "freak" and local D&D Dungeon Master, was a father scared the shit out of me.

What if I was like my old man? What if I end up just being a fleeting p.o.s just like mine? I don't wanna put them through that..

Finally arriving at the door I slowly opened it, noticing the crib was sat against the bay window that had light curtains drawn, making the scene just alittle movie like.

We always did have a knack for dramatics...

His tiny, beautiful face peered back at me with the crying ceasing to exist. He had a mop of curly dark brown hair and blue eyes just like Eloise. I couldn't help but smile.

Once I reached him, all I could do was smile and he immediately held his arms out for me. I gingerly picked up, bouncing him on my hip.

"Hey there little guy! Did you sleep well? " I asked and he simply smiled and laughed.

"I agree, s'pretty rough sleeping through the night but it'll be ok" I spoke gently, kissing his forehead and holding him close.

Walking back to her room, her back was turned to us. I leaned against the door frame and smiled, watching her move as she picked up things around her room.

For being such a disaster (in her mind), she sure didn't like clutter. Always had her bed made, always organized. She had the trailer looking great when she was here before.. Wayne always thanked her for getting stuff picked up so "it didn't look like a fucked up frat house"

"You know, staring is very rude, Munson. And you're teaching it to our son none the less" she spoke not even looking up at us.

"I'm just watching you" I replied, Harrison cooing with me.

"Well do you see something you like I assume?" She stood up, hands on her hips and peering back at me. She held her arms out for Harrison and he gladly went to her. A familar person that makes him happy, I couldn't blame him. I remember when we, and by we I meant me, would drink and she would let me sleep in her arms, always played with my hair until I fell fast asleep.

"I see something I love.." I said lowly enough for her to hear and she simply smiled.

"Listen.. uh, how about I take you guys back to the house? Wayne's gonna be back later and he's been asking about you" I asked, scratching the back of my head.

"Sure.. um... we'll just have to get Harrisons things and all that." She replied, changing him out of his dirty clothes and getting him ready for a bath. I agreed, and she filled the bath up with just enough water and let him play around.

"Could you grab a clean diaper for him? And pick out some clothes.. just please don't have him looking like a mess" she spoke, sitting on the toilet lid and watching him.

"Of courseeeeee!" I spoke dramatically and she simply laughed and shook her head.

I missed that laugh..

Third person point of view

Eddie's arms were extended out as he did a bow and curtsied. Always being one for the dramatics, Eloise laughed and shook her head. He was always alittle bit more than out there, always doing the absolute most and drawing attention onto him.

In his mind, if he was the towns "freak", he was just going to make the most of it and own it like he was the one who came up with it.

In the beginning it hurt his feelings alot although he would never show it to anyone. He was just used to it, the bullying. It always was a factor in his life rather it was at school or at home.

If it wasn't Jason Carver and his merry gang of dickheads, it w was his father. And he would be damned if he let anyone see his emotions.

But then after Eloise asked him if he was ok one day after the jocks poured spaghetti on him, he broke down. Eddie was tired of running with the punches. He was tired of being strong and just embracing it.

Eloise was his best friends younger sister. She was quite, and beautiful. While she wasn't the popular crowd's radar as much due to her brother she was a target every now and again.

He decided that day that she was worth it, she was his person. She was the only one other than her brother at the time that would make sure he was ok. That made sure he was taken care of, that would help Eddie clean himself up.

She was his light at the end of the tunnel.

He walked back to Harrisons room and kinda searched for clean clothes through the dresser. He did infact stumble on a Metallica baby onesie, and his mind was made up. He grabbed the item, some pants and a diaper and ran back to her room and smiled at the site of her holding Harrison in her arms wrapped in a towel. He was laughing while she blew raspberries on his chest laughing herself.

Eddie took the site in smiling. Her dimples showed, hair flowing and she was just a site to see.

And he thought to himself that he was going to make it his mission to show her that trying again was the right choice.

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson imagines #eddie stranger things #joe quinn #stranger things #eddie munson stranger things #joesph quinn

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bonesofwomanhood · 5 months

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November 30. Officially the last day of my birthmonth. My birthday was last week, november 22nd. It was also a month since my grandma died.

My birthday is my favourite day of the year, just because it's mine. I love birthdays, they're important to me, i love celebrating peoples birthdays, i wish i had someone to celebrate mine with. Usually i have dinner with mom and dad the night before, on the 21st, this year i didn't.

It was not a good one (are they ever? I feel like the past few years all of my birthdays have been sad, how pathetic is it that i still consider it the best day of the year?) It's so weird, you know? Often people tell me they feel the same on their birthday, like nothing changes for them but to me, as soon as the clock hits 00 and it's november 22nd, i'm fully conscious of my new age. I immediately know i'm older, i lived another year.

A few days before i accidentally saw something extremely triggering, i didn't mean to do so. It was a slide show of someone i like, a singer. She was talking about how she thought she would die before 18 but she didn't, how she will now be 30 (but she never made it to 30) i felt disgusting for getting triggered. I cancelled a movie date with a new friend (is she my friend? am i allowed to call her that or am i rushing?) And i felt disgusting for cancelling. I deleted all my social media and i didn't sleep, i couldn't stop crying and had to call the emergency line (yes, again. How pathetic, right?) They asked if i needed an ambulance again. I was terrified. I didn't tell anyone directly about what happened, why would i? I was terrified.

November 22nd. My birthday. Jessica Jung released her album and it was all pink, my favourite color. I tell myself it was for me, it has to be.

I still cried all day, i couldn't stop but didn't know why. Thank god i was alone, no one had to know. So many people forgot and that hurt me a lot but so many people remembered too, new people at that! Why was i so sad then?

Mom, who sent a million text messages all day asking how my birthday was going, i lied to her and said it was great. Dad, who sent a text saying he wanted me to do good in life. M, who (as always, my precious angel) sent me the longest message ever, talking about how proud she is of me and how much she loves me, along with a million pics and edits, our birthday tradition since i met her. D, who said she wanted me to take care of myself because she wants to celebrate me for many years to come. A, who made a birthday card with a pic of Hani, we got close this year, i like watching movies with him. K posted a tweet saying happy birthday, i haven't talked to her in months. I have her blocked but needed to see if she remembered, i think i miss her.

A few new people said Happy Birthday to me too, shorter messages but no less sweet. Why was i so sad and lonely then? I felt so guilty. I feel so guilty. I was annoyed that everyone was busy or just weren't close enough to me to celebrate it. The only thing i did was cry and stay in bed but then, at around 10pm someone asked if i wanted to watch something, it was the girl (the new friend?) that i had cancelled plans with the previous days, when i thought i was going to die, i was worried i had hurt her when in reality, she probably didn't care that i had cancelled. We ended up watching my favourite movie, Helter Skelter and i had ravioli with lots of cheese. It was good. The movie finished as soon as 00 hit the clock. November 23rd. My birthday was over and with that, all the magic of what is both the saddest yet best day of the year.

I saw my mom a few days later. She got me a sewing machine (that i never asked for but that i really wanted) and she was so proud of herself for getting me that. I thanked her and hugged her and we had a nice lunch before i went home. As soon as i was alone i started crying. Had i succeded in killing myself the week before, she would have wasted money. Why was i thinking that?

I'm 24 years old now. Never thought i lived this long. I wish i was healthy, i wish i could sleep properly, i wish i was happy. I thought at this age i would have my children, i would be able to have an actual job. I dreamed of that but i will never be able to and accepting it is so hard.

I feel guilty every second, because some people remembered but i was sad, because i'm older than i ever thought i would be so maybe no one believes that i'm sick, because i'm a burden, i can feel it.

24 years old. I'm terrified i won't make it to 25. I'm terrified i will make it to 25. I'm terrified that i do my best to think about it but i can't see myself being 25, i can't. Why can't i? I'm terrified and i'm really sorry to everyone. To everyone i love. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I promise you guilt eats me alive.

The idea that i'm now 24 sits so heavy in my heart, it's bittersweet. I guess it's good that i'm alive, i don't know why it's good but my therapist says it is. It's also a painful reminder of the fact that for 24 years i have been me, i have no way out. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I think i have been sadder since my birthday. I'm 24. I made it to 24.

#vent #birthday

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amerasdreams · 7 months

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waking up still tired at my aunts bc I was awake for a few hours last night (taking care of my grandma partly to make up for stopping prematurely prematurely June bc dad wasn't able to give my cat his pull and I thought he was sick) I saw a message (actually going to send my sister, a nurse, a pic of this large rather from a bug bite I've had for over s week ans is spreading) on my phone and i thought it was the person I'm pet sitting for (had to skip a day bc im over here) and thought it was weird - I didn't know there was a different pasture and thought she was talking about the other person helping pet sit --

But she is the person who boarded my horse. She sent to my number also by mistake. ;( sorry I didn't have a horse to put in your pasture!!! 😪

#My aunts new house #Just over night #Taking over for mom who had to go back for work #I just woke up so . Mind weird #And took sleepin pills #At least I went back to sleep eventually.....#I have to drive back today #Couldn't afford it then either #Idk if I'd ever go back there #Too traumatic

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kill-4-bill · 2 years

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clearing up some shit.

i did not just turn 19. idk where she got that info from. i’m turning 20 this month. i deactivated bc she was stalking me, and activated again after a day bc i thought she was done, tried to deactivate again and insta wouldn’t let me. she’s made a 5th account to talk to me. i only know she has 5 accounts bc she’s messaged me from all 5. you can find someone’s PUBLIC profiles using a google search and look at their PUBLIC pics. i don’t have any “old pics”. i did a simple google search. google≠ stalking. i only got on tumblr bc i was told she was posting everything ab me. i don’t care about this tea girl. i don’t know her. vanessa posted about tea and i asked for more context, went to sleep, and woke up to 9+ messages. d is my PARTNER. she messaged him a long ass paragraph after i blocked her 2nd account and he responded. last time i checked defending yourself doesn’t mean texting my partner when you don’t get your way. i did not threaten to k her. saying your dad is coming to my address is threatening me tho. also i don’t live anywhere near LA. wish i did tho🤞🏻

here is more proof of her telling me to brush my hair, calling me ugly etc. this is not defending yourself. i style my hair messy btw. i have naturally wavy hair. and i like the messy look👍🏻also beating the egirl allegations👌🏻i listen to cannibal corpse, whirr, seether, etc. and still wear skinny jeans. i’m not a skirt and leg warmers type girl but do you. i’ve been REAL alt all my life. but it’s wtv. i also don’t think i’m better than her bc i have more followers. followers are followers. i’m not an on the internet 24/7 type of person. i just have followers bc i’ve had the same acc since 2017. not once have i bragged ab more followers. she told me her whole life story months back, including how she herself couldn’t brush her hair and how she’s gained weight. but she wants to tell someone w anorexia to starve. i’m not worried ab her calling me poor either cause i’ll be 20 and i won’t be living off mommy and daddy. so it’s wtv. i don’t want any hate towards her nor did i post with malicious intent. as of last night she was still messaging me. i did not send friends to text her but did give a friend her account when she asked. i don’t have to respect someone who has made 5 accounts to text me on. i’ve had to change my username, delete my pics, etc. just to have peace from her for 5 seconds. idc if she plays victim online. that’s on her. i don’t report her, i block and wait for karma to take its toll. again not saying this to attack her, if she gen thought somewhere in her fucked up head my first message was hate on her and she had to defend herself then cool. not my problem. i’m just saying this to get the truth out there so i can be left alone. idec if she doesn’t take down her shit ab me. just take down the shit ab my partner. he doesn’t deserve that. there’s also more messages of her calling me a crackhead,etc. but i digress. it’s not my problem anymore. a little wisdom tho, if you have problems w everyone in your life, the common denominator is you. wishing this girl healing and maybe one day she will get a therapist🤞🏻i don’t hate her. i feel bad for her. it’s clearly unhealthy and mental health is serious. and yes vanessa, i do have someone to talk to ab my mental health. whatever information you’re putting out is wrong. ik she’s posted my twitter, if you need more info, reach me there. i’ve deleted the entire instagram app from my phone so i could have 5 min of peace. included in this post is the first message i sent, i didn’t think it was rude, i didn’t have rude intentions, but everyone has their own perspective. sending all my love and healing. bye.

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cantquitu · 3 years

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#my dad had a big milestone birthday a few weeks ago #and i booked a night away for him & his wife at a fancy country house hotel in the uk close-ish to where they live #a fancy suite #dinner and breakfast etc #i told the hotel to charge everything to my card including any drinks or extras they might choose #my dad messaged last night and sent a pic #they were having a fabulous time and he said the meal was incredible #i got the bill just now #over £220 for drinks #that's pounds not euros #yikes!#£150 for wine #They were there ONE NIGHT!!#oh well...at least they loved it...but christ that's expensive wine!!!!!! 😩

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petersnya · 3 years

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SOMETIMES PT.2

---NOT MY PIC--- PETER PARKER X FEM!READER

Warnings: SMUT, Fluff, Angst?? Idk lol

Word count:2145

COMMENT IF YOU LIKE THE STORY AND WANT ME TO CONTINUE! SHOULD I START WRITING FROM PETER OR Y/N’S POV?

[A/N]Heyyy! Soooo this is part of this series (I’ll link part one). Hope you guys enjoy it! PLEASE COMMENT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND IF YOU WANT YOU CAN SEND ME MESSAGES AND ASK QUESTIONS I'LL ANSWER LOL. Anyway, I had fun writing this chapter so I hope you like it! -J.T.S xxx

PART ONE

During physics class, Peter was working on an upcoming project with Ned, but he spent most of his time sleeping. He was basically sleep deprived from patrolling the town and stopping crimes.

“Late night huh Pete?” Ned asked, nudging Peter's arm that was supporting his head in the palms of his hands as his eyes got heavy, starting to close.

“Yeah, had to stop some petty theft last night,” he began, a yawn interrupting him, “took longer than I thought.”

The bell rang, dismissing the students to their after-school activities, if you had none you would just go home. Peter and Ned gathered their things and headed to the school’s front doors- MJ catching up with them how she usually did.

“Man, you look terrible,” MJ said with a slight chuckle.

“Wow, thanks. You're such a great friend.” Peter retorted sarcastically. Ned wasn’t riding the bus home today, he had to go with his mom for something he refused to share with anyone but Peter; so Peter just decided to ask MJ to walk home with her.

“Sorry Parker, Y/N is picking me up today. You’re welcome to ride with us if you want though.”

Peter didn’t respond for a while, debating if it was worth the anxiety attack of being around her. Y/N was the only thing that was on his mind now. His attraction grew even more when she wore those glasses. He zoned out for a while till MJ snapped her fingers in front of his face. Blinking rapidly, his vision focused on MJ who was now reaching out to grab the handle of a car door. Y/N’s car. His breath hitched in his throat once he saw Y/N wearing those same glasses from last Friday, her hair in the messiest high-ponytail he had ever seen- but it was cute to him.

“Ya coming lover-boy?” Y/N said, looking Peter right in his wide brown eyes. He blushed at the nickname before answering.

“Yeah… I’m coming.”

The three teens got into the car and started on their way. “Hey losers, wanna go shopping?”

“Y/N you only wanna go to the mall to eat,” MJ said to Y/N who was now laughing loudly, throwing her head back in agreement with her. Suddenly, in the middle of her laugh, she let out a loud snort. The car went silent as Y/N covered her mouth with her hand. MJ and Y/N burst into laughter, Peter soon joining. They all joked and sang to the songs that played on the radio all the way to the mall.

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“Dude!”

“Jeez Y/N, you scared me! What is it?” MJ said to her, clutching her chest from being startled. They all had gone to the food court and were now just walking around the mall and into random stores.

“There's a Build-A-Bear Workshop here!” she exclaimed excitedly, pointing at it like a child. Peter couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked freaking out over a child’s store.

“Let's go in,” Peter said to the two of them. Y/N looked at him wide-eyed with a goofy smile on her face. Her eyes looked like they twinkled with excitement. She shoved her drink into MJ’s hand, fixed her glasses, then grabbed Peter’s hand while running into the store.

“Oooohh, I should get an H.P-themed bear!” Before Peter could even answer, Y/N dragged him to one of the workers, asking if she could get a custom bear. They went over to the station and started to build.

As Y/N was finishing up the bear, she turned to Peter, “Ok, I have a very serious question. What accessories should I get?” they were standing in the Harry Potter section, looking over all of the things they had to decorate the bear. Peter shrugged, but then, he had a great idea, “I-I think you should get the uh, the glasses. The ones like your dads…” he said in an unsure tone. Y/N looked at him with a soft smile on her face. She couldn’t help herself, she had no idea what came over her as she pulled Peter into a tight embrace. Peter hesitated before putting his arms around her waist- her arms draped over his neck.

At that moment, Y/N inhaled Peters sent heavily. She felt so… safe in his arms. Like nothing bad could touch her. She never wanted to break away- MJ’s voice brought them back to reality.

“You guys done, I need to get new converse,” she said with a smirk plastered across her face. Y/N quickly pulled away from Peter, a million thoughts running through her mind, but only one seemed to overpower the rest.

I would be in his arms forever if I could.

“Ma’am, would you like to add a voice to your bear?” the lady said to Y/N, causing her thoughts to disappear.

“Actually,” Y/N paused looking at Peter and MJ, “yes, I would.” She grabbed the recorder from the worker’s hand and sent her a small smile. She looked at the curly-headed girl and the brown-eyed boy was on either side of her. She explained her plan, “Ok, I want all three of us to say ‘Mischief Managed’, ok?”

“What does that mean?” Peter questioned, looking at the two girls. They both sent him a deadly stare. “Nevermind,” he mumbled.

“Ok, on three, one… two… three…”

“Mischief Managed!” the trio yelled, causing some customers in the store to turn their heads and stare at them. They all mumbled small sorry’s as they laughed.

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“Ok, Peter what's one thing you hate?” MJ asked, turning to face him. They were all sitting in the car at a drive-in movie. Peter was now in the front seat while MJ was in the back. They all decided to just talk because the movie was pretty boring to them.

“Uhh, I can't stand sleeping with socks on.”

“I don't think anyone can Parker,” Y/N said, laughing slightly.

“Well what about you then?” he asked her, turning his full attention as he anticipated her answer.

“Easy, liars. Ugh, I hate liars! What’s the point? It’s not like I’m gonna judge you,” Y/N answered confidently. “See, that’s what I like about you, Parker. You are very honest,” she said with a genuine smile. Peter just loved her smile, the way it lit up her whole face.

“Welp imma go get some pizza from the stand back there,” MJ said as she got out of the car. Y/N and Peter sat there in silence for a moment- comfortable silence.

Y/N was the first to break the silence, as usual, “Hey, Pete. I just wanna thank you for the whole glasses thing last Friday. It really helped me realize that I should’ve worn the glasses the moment he gave them to me. It’s like I have a part of him with me now... And I love Harry Potter, obviously. Ya know, I took a quiz and found out what house I’m in! Can you believe that I’m in-“

“You’re welcome, Y/N” Peter interrupted her rambling, sending her a small smile. They stared into each other's eyes for a while, admiring one another. Peter got this warm feeling inside and had that same surge of energy he had when he first met her. Before even processing what he was about to do, he grabbed her hand without breaking eye contact. He fiddled with the ring she had on her thumb.

Y/N breath became shallow as her heart pounded at her chest.

“I’m in Slytherin,” she said randomly, looking down at how Peter’s hands played with hers. He let out a breathy chuckle. Their eyes met once again.

Y/N gathered all of her courage and quickly reached out her hand to grab Peter’s cheek, pulling him into her. Their lips were centimeters apart. She ran her thumb along Peter’s bottom lip, slightly parting it as she leaned in closer, catching his lips with hers. Their lips interlocked and it felt like heaven to the both of them.

They pulled apart from the soft kiss and slowly opened their eyes, starting again into each other's eyes searching for the words that weren’t said. Peter couldn’t contain himself anymore. His large hand grabbed the back of Y/N’s neck, pushing his lips into hers in a lust-filled kiss. Just like the one he had imagined.

This was the moment he had dreamt of and it was finally happening.

He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, begging for an entrance. She gave it to him without hesitation. His tongue slowly slipped into her mouth while her tongue ran into his.

Peter snaked his hands to her waist, lifting her from her seated position in the driver's seat. She complied and started to adjust to where she was sitting in his lap. His hands ran from her waist to her butt and gave it a tight squeeze.

Y/N let out a soft moan into Peter’s mouth. She slowly started to trail kisses down his neck as he massaged her thighs and ass.

Y/N hands got tangled in Peter’s brown curls. She began to suck on Peter’s neck, wanting to leave a mark. Peter let out a low groan at the sensation of her soft lips and wet tongue on his skin.

He lifted her head and connected their lips together once again. His veiny hand slipped between their body making its way down to her core.

Peter never did stuff like this, and neither did Y/N. all of this was new to them but their connection was so strong that they were willing to push the limits.

As Peter’s hand reached Y/N core, he placed two fingers right on top of where her clothed clit was. He began to draw circles against it. Y/N started to rock her hips over his fingers, yearning for more friction. She started to let out moans uncontrollably, whimpering at the euphoric feeling of his fingers pressed against her dripping core.

“Peter,” Y/N breathed out trying to catch her breath. Peter hummed in response while moving his lips down to kiss her neck.

Suddenly, Peter snapped out of the trance that he seemed to be in. This moment was the best moment of his life, but his damned mind couldn’t help re-play Y/N’s words on a lope: I hate liars. Why? Before they went to the movies and were still at the mall, Y/N had asked Peter about his Stark’s internship. And, of course, he couldn’t tell her the truth. So he just lied. Y/N looked so intrigued in the conversation but Peter couldn’t bear lying to her over and over again. He felt so guilty...

“Y/N,” Peter let out. “Y/N, we can’t do this.”

Y/N head snapped up, her glasses left crooked on her face. She looked stunned by his words. Her shoulders slumped as she started asking questions.

“What? Why? Am I not a good kisser? I’ve only kissed one person before but I don’t even really wanna count that. Does my breath smell bad? Ugh, I knew this was a bad idea- wait no! I didn’t mean it like that, I just knew you didn’t like me how I liked you… I’m so stupid.”

After Y/N was finished rambling, she put her face in her hands, trying to avoid eye contact with the chocolate-eyed boy.

Peter was speechless. He didn’t know what to say, because what he wanted to say was: no Y/N that’s not it at all. You are the most amazing girl I’ve ever met, I- I lied to you…

No. he couldn’t say that it would absolutely crush her and he couldn’t bear to hurt her. Peter put his hands on her waist, making Y/N jerk her body in shock. She let a small smile spread across her face, thinking Peter was going to hug her or make a cute gesture or even continue what they had started. He lifted Y/N and slid her back to the driver’s side.

Her smile dropped from her face and she pushed herself the rest of the way to the driver’s side. Peter sat there awkwardly, praying she wouldn’t say anything. It killed him to see the gloomy look on her face as she fixed her glasses.

“I’m back with pizza!” MJ announced as she made her way into the backseat. “Woah, hey, cuz what’s wrong?”

“We’re going home,” Y/N replied with a cold tone of voice. This shocked Peter and MJ. Y/N was usually so smiley, even after her dad passed. She always tried to find the light in every situation. But something was different with this. One thing Peter knew for sure,

I fucked up…

[A/N] HEY GUYSSSS SO I HOPE YOU LIKED PART TWO. SORRY, IT WAS UP A BIT LATE, IVE BEEN HAVING INTERNET PROBLEMS. ANYWAY, SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES (IM GONNA GO BACK AND FIX THOSE)

-J.T.S XXX

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HARRY x MODEL Y/N facts part.1

HARRYxMODELY/N masterlist is here.

Credits: The middle manip on this edit picture (the one with Harry’s yellow suit) was made by the beautiful @/94sbells.

Author’s note: HEY GUYS! I know that I’ve been kinda gone lately, but I have reasons for that. My summer vacation ended, and I had to go back to school. We’re still studying online, but I had to take a diagnostic test this past week so they’d know how’s my scholarity level. So, because of all the studying and trying to keep up on a new school (yes, I moved from schools.), I didn’t have any time to write or finish my writings. I’ll try finishing a request today because I’m feeling super creative and nostalgic BUT to everyone who follows HARRYxMODELY/N series, like it and miss it, I just did this ‘’facts-timeline’’ in a hope to feed you guys lol. Anyway, this is like a time line of 2017 and how their relationship developed on that year. I plan on doing one for each year till 2020 and post it on the break between posting the requests. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and maybe discover things about them that you didn’t know yet. Love you all and thank you for the support and love! TPWK and remember that you’re so golden.

The first ever communication between them was on May 12th, 2017(Model Y’N’s 20th birthday) AND the realesing of HS1 album.

She sent a DM to him on instagram congratulating him by saying she loved the album and wished him all the success.

No, they didn’t know each other and she honestly thought that he’d never answer to her.

After a few hours, Harry answered to her message and she freaked out but never answered back because she didn’t want to bother him.

They officialy met on November 28th, 2017 when Harry performed on Victoria Secrets Fashion Show that occured in Shanghai, China.

It was the first time that Model Y/N ever walked for Victoria Secrets.

She walked the Goddesses segment while Harry sang ‘’Only Angel’’.

Harry literally got on his knees when she walked past him.

He likes to describe his emotion at that moment as “mesmerized”.

Even though she knew that VS models and the singers are supposed to flirt a little on stage to create a teasing sensation, she was so surprised by his actions.

After the show was done, Harry wasn’t going to attend the VS after party but decided to attend last minute because he wanted to know her.

He approached her very calmly and gentle and invited her to ‘’hang out’’ with him and his band through Shanghai as he was going to leave on the next day to complete his tour.

She asked Bella to go with her because she didn’t want to hang out with him and his bandmates alone as they didn’t know each other.

But she did felt a huge connection between them almost immidiately.

Through Shanghai, Harry was hitting on her the ENTIRE time! He was complimenting, being super nice, and flirting as well but she honestly thought he was just being nice.

Harry thought for a while that she was playing it hard to get until he realized that she wasn’t.

They spent the whole night going through Shanghai.

They went to Nanjing Road and walked around seeing the lights.

They bought those film cameras and took the funniest pictures ever. They still have those films but never digitalized it to the computer.

They went to all those mini bars and had a few drinks while eating chinese food.

Btw, Harry and Model Y/N LOVE chinese food.

They were on the same hotel.

They didn’t go back yet but plan to do so when quarantine is over.

When it was about 8am, they came back to their hotel.

They both agreed that they would come back to Shanghai one day to go to disneyland.

So Harry went back to his tour and Model Y/N went back to NYC.

On the night out in Shanghai they exchanged numbers because Bella Hadid(Model Y/N’s bff)noticed that Harry was interested on Model Y/N, so she casually told them that they should get each other’s number.

The media was crazy about them. First it was the VS move and then there was tons of paps photos of them out in Shanghai.

The media was trying to sell the story as if they were already dating before the VS, which wasn’t true.

They talked for months as friends because of the number exchange.

They talked via texts, calls and face time all the time but it wasn’t anything more than friendship to her.

Model Y/N and some friends of her was planning on traveling to Ibiza, Spain to celebrate New Year’s Eve and as she and Harry were getting really close to each other she invited him and told him that he could take whoever he wanted.

Of course she thought he was cute and had a small crush but nothing extreme.

Harry did invited her for some of his shows but she couldn’t attend any of it.

That made Harry think that she didn’t like him.

She thought he was going to take a girlfriend.

Harry took Gemma and her boyfriend to the trip with him.

Yes, their whole group of friends were there as well but midia acted like there was only them in it.

They were in Ibiza from December 28th, 2017 to January 3rd, 2018.

The group of friends that was in Ibiza with them included Bella Hadid, Fai Khadra, Imaan Hammam, Grace Elizabeth, Gemma Styles, Machine Gun Kelly, Model Y/N’s brother, etc.

And yes, there were TONS of paps in Ibiza following them because the media was selling the whole ‘’Harry Styles’s new girlfriend’s thing.“

Harry is super private about relationships and Model Y/N had ended a serious relationship early that year so they just didn’t address any rumors because they didn’t care about what the media said.

They “saw” each other as friends and that was what mattered.

It was probably the most random group of friends that she ever traveled with, but it was fun on the same way.

They had a really cool and funny vibe, and it was really easy to everyone to get along.

When fans noticed that Y/N’s friends were following Harry on social media they really thought all the rumors were real.

Their house was really close to the beach, so you could actually see it by Harry’s bedroom barricade.

They usually went to the beach or stayed by the pool during the day and went out at night.

Honestly, they used to come home from the nightlife of Ibiza at 3/4am.

They’d wake up after noon for sure.

Harry wouldn’t eat his breakfast until Model Y/N’s woken up.

He’d cook an avocado toast sandwich to her every morning and wait for her to wake up.

He’d do it because on one of their late night talks, she had told him that she loved it so much.

They’d eat at the barricade while watching the beach.

Model Y/N HAD always been obsessed with Harry’s hair and she’d tell him that he needed to moisturize his hair as they were under the sun all the time.

It was just an excuse to touch his hair.

So they’d exchange it. She’d put oil on his hair, and he’d put on hers.

If they had to go to the beach, Harry would convince her to do the craziest things like fly board flying, going on jetskis together and those things.

He was the only one to convince her to do it because she is TERRIFIED of swimming in the ocean.

They’d all go out for lunch on some restaurants and after going shopping before the sunset.

Harry would always come to her saying like “oh, this would look good in you” whenever he saw a piece of cloth that he liked.

Some fans would post pics of them on social media only making the rumors go hard.

Then one fan would post that met up with them and they said they’re just friends, which was true at that time.

Back at the house, they’d get ready to enjoy the Ibiza nightlife.

They’d dress a little better and go out to some bar or club.

Do you know those videos of Harry dancing in Anguilla? It would be the same vibe. Harry and Model Y/N would vibe so hard to the songs, and dance and shout and sing. It would be really funny.

Model Y/N used to go to his room at 4 am when they came back from the street because they usually sit by the barricade and talked for hours.

They’d talk about all the things that mattered to them, like: career, fashion, music, video, paintings, friends, family, how fame changed their lives.

They’d laugh about all the dating rumors as well, but it would be that type of laugh like “lol I wished it was true.”

They’d tell each other dad jokes and stories about their lives and experiences until the sunrise.

By the afternoon of December 31st, 2017, they were all talking about their new year’s kiss and they decided that Harry and Y/N would be one of the pairs to kiss.

Model Y/N agreed but it was more of a joke to her than a real kiss; she didn’t take it seriously.

They all got ready to celebrate NYE on the beach.

On the next day there were tons of videos of them dancing on the beach and them with fans as well.

When the New Year came, they had their first kiss and of course that changed everything.

Both of them felt sparkles and by the effect of a few drinks that both of them had on that night, they did share some other kisses here and there on that night.

For a miracle, no one captured them kissing on camera.

FACTS OF HARRY & MODEL Y/N’S RELATIONSHIP THROUGH 2018 WILL BE CONTINUED ON THE NEXT POST.

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