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#this is getting too y/n for the Public to see rn omg

rosyblooom · 1 month

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losing ur interest | op81 smau

PAIRING: oscar piastri x fem best friend!reader WARNING(S): kinda angsty SUMMARY: oscar spent the better half of his teens and early twenties pining after his best friend, y/n, with no luck. however, by the time y/n finally sees him in a romantic light, his love is long gone.

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yourusername did i jump in the water fully clothed for my bestie only to get one nice shot?? yes yes i did that and u would do it too for a free dinner! 😌

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username she was an employee! and she was gonna get employee of the month period y/n !!!

yourusername yessir🫡 username 🤣🤣

username so... where is this picture you speak of🧍‍♀️

oscarpiastri 40 cad of food for 1 pic...😐

yourusername not my fault u're so unphotogenic x username oscar bby the public would like to see it pls 🤲🧎‍♀️

username prettyyyy

landonorris the camera guy always gets the short end of the stick smh guess who paid for my food🤨

yourusername uhm... so anyway the weather was soo nice😋 landonorris woow

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[ caption: This picture alone is NOT worth a fully paid meal! 2/10 ]

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oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Two best friends in a room, they might...

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username KISS OMG THEY MIGHT FUCKING KISS YESS PLS😭

oscarpiastri 👀👀👀 yourusername ahahahahahaha😂 username ouch...my heart hurts for osc🥹💔 username alright y/n it ain't that funny😐

username AHHJKSH they're so cute omfg

username slowly realising best friends to lovers ain't ever gonna happen with these two😩

landonorris finally give photo credits???🤨

username oop yourusername never 😙❤️

username the way y/n didn't even like the post omg crying and fucking throwing up

username 😭😭 username sigh... nobody talk to me rn 😞

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f1gossipofficial Y/N L/N, Oscar Piastri's long-time childhood best friend, was spotted entering the paddock today! Despite being a fan favourite, she hasn't attended many races and tends to keep to herself.

Nevertheless, fans are thrilled to see Y/N supporting Piastri at this year's Australian Grand Prix!

Best of luck to all drivers today!

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username y/n on insta: 🤪😆🗣️ y/n at a gp: 🤐😊🙈

username LMAOO ...why is this me tho🥲 username she's so real for that lololol username ntm on my girl now, she's just shy🤣🫶

username it's so clear oscar's in love with her omg

username she's not tho☹️

username imagine if oscar wins today👀👀

username she looks so prettyyyyy <3

username ew she's just there for the money and fame🤢

username "long-term childhood best friend" what's not clicking??? yall just be saying anything smh

yourusername posted to her story!

[ caption: alright boys, time to get on ur zoom 🏎️ ]

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oscarpiastri posted to his story!

[ caption 1: When your best friend buys you pizza to make you feel better after a crash 😊 ] [ caption 2: Nevermind she dropped it 🤦‍♂️ Actually feeling worse now! ]

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A few months later...

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yourusername posted to her story!

[ caption: the best type of mattress 😌 ]

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ynfanpage guys have you noticed how giddy and touchy y/n's become around oscar ever since his crash at the aus gp??? these are some pics she's posted since then👀👀👀

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username OMG YES IVE BEEN DYING TO TALK ABOUT IT

username what do you wanna bet she realised she was in love with osc that day??🥺

username IMAGINE. that would actually make so much sense!!! best friend to lovers at last omfg 😍🫶 username my nonna always said "sometimes u have to almost lose someone to realise how much they really mean to u"🥹

username Y/N IS IN THE FUCKING LIKES WTF‼️

username probably by accident🥲 username BUT WHAT IF IT'S NOT AN ACCIDENT??? maybe we'll get a hard launch soon omgg

username they're sooo dating lol

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oscarpiastri Made some new friends at the beach today :)

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username the vibes in these are immaculate🤩

yourusername same time, same place? :)❤️

landonorris where was my invite???

oscarpiastri Non-existent 😊 username lmaoo why are they like this🤣🤣

username is that y/n and osc in the third pic??🧐

username idk but lmk when u figure it out babes

lilyzneimer super fun! nice meeting you guys 💛

oscarpiastri You too 😆

username idk oscar responding to everybody but y/n's comment rubs me the wrong way...🤨

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yourusername beach x (ty lovely waiter for taking my pic for me)

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lilymhe prettiest! 💕

yourusername youuu <33

username where's oscarrrr

username she's so fake😒 how is she super shy at the gp and then so outgoing here smh??

username lmao maybe bc this is her own insta?? like duh she feels comfortable on her own page wtf

landonorris alone?🤨 where's your shadow

yourusername u're so...😭 username LMAOO referring to oscar as her shadow is crazy??💀💀 username i'm cryin🤣🤣

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[ caption: girls night in? yes, yes pls :) ]

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no part 2!

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leclercstarrs · 11 days

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you remind me of the colour blue.

pairings: charles leclerc x fem!verstappen!reader.

warnings: slightly inspired by ‘congratulations - mac miller.’

in which you’re finally ready to go public with your relationship to your brother’s friend.

yourusername

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yourusername we’re headed to miami, baby 🌴

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charles_leclerc see you there ☺️

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user22 yoo?? max is fuming rn

user8 bro stop it’s just a normal comment they’re friends 😭

user12 charles??!

maxverstappen1 let’s goooo! ✈️✈️

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kellypiquet gorgeous as always y/n!

user11 ermmm…

francisca.cgomes so excited to see you bb 🤭

yourusername 😝 me too

pierregasly stay away from my girl, y/n😟

yourusername you mean..MY girl?

lorenzo_zurzolo y/n! you should come visit me next, mi manchi 😌

yourusername anche io! dovresti venire a trovarmi invece 🙂‍↕️

user12 y/n is friends with him?! HOW DID YOU GUYS MEET?!

user9 i think he went to a race a few years back and they met there since she was watching max, he mentioned it in a interview a while back

user39 lorenzo and y/n?? waitttt

charles_leclerc i think not

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yourusername getting ready for the sprint race!!

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maxverstappen1 wish me luck little sis

yourusername always 😊🤞

user1 think she’s gonna be wishing a certain ferrari boy luck…

redbullracing see you soon!

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user12 Y/N TELL US ARE YOU DATING CHARLES?

user9 sooo are you gonna address the rumours 🫢

user62 ARE YOU WITH CHARLES

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yourusername you remind me of the colour blue. 🩵

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charles_leclerc i love you so much.

yourusername luv u luv u luv u🫶🏻

user92 SOBBING 😭 so cute

user12 omg 🥹💗

maxverstappen1 treat her well, i know where you live

yourusername cus we live together…

user4 WAIT WHAT??

user11 OH SO ITS SERIOUS OMG MY FAV COUPLE

maxverstappen1 🙄🙄

yourusername 🖕🏻

user45 sassy max lmfaooo

user9 he’s just the protective older brother rn 😭

user97 ICONIC. she really went silent for the rest of the gp then dropped this insane post

user3 why’s no one mentioning how cute the caption is 🤭 i love that song

user23 huh wdym? what song is it??

user3 congratulations by mac miller! the caption is a lyric from the song <3

charles_leclerc 📍 miami

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charles_leclerc girl, i’m so in love with you.

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yourusername 🥹💗

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maxverstappen1 🤮 eww

yourusername i hate you.

maxverstappen1 love you too little sis!

user12 the matching captions 😭 so cute

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user67 wait how do they match?!

user12 “you remind me of the colour blue. girl, i’m so in love with you.” MAC MILLER MY FAV!

user74 the lyrics in the captions 🥲 perfect hard launch

user92 NEW FAVOURITE COUPLE!!

user3 such a perfect couple 🫶🏻

user29 she’s so pretty 😍

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two-white-butterflies · 10 months

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invisible string | m33 | part four

Description: You and Max finally get together. Someone makes him jealous.

Pairing: max verstappen/racer!reader

part two | part three

itsmee_yn: gorgtastic sleepover with mrs. wolff 💚

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ingridwolff: is that my mom? 😭 - itsmee_yn: she's my mom now

archiesantosa21: the mercedes girls back with each other OMG

lewiswolff89: BABE WAKE UP L/N-WOLFF PICTURES JUST DROPPED......

lewishamilton: I hope Toto knows that you're using his house. - itsmee_yn: toto doesn't have instagram now, does he?

Max couldn't believe that you chose to spend time with him. He's always admired you - even when you were little kids. Even though his father wouldn't stop comparing him to you - he didn't hate you. Instead, he chose to believe that you were a creature of the gods.

Something perfect and talented.

"I'll be back with Prema next week." you stared deep into his eyes, taking a sip of your strawberry milkshake before releasing a sigh. The premise of being unemployed was amazing, having financial freedom was also amazing. Thanks to your skill in buying and selling land, you didn't need to work for the next decades.

But work was life.

You couldn't live without work - and thus, you'd be spending less time with your best friend. Heck, you didn't even know if you were allowed to call Max that. You were best friends but you knew deep inside that you could be more than that.

"I'll miss you," he mumbled while playing with the sand. "I'll miss you too," you replied even when your heart was saying: I love you.

"It'll probably be a while until we see each other again. I need to focus on our talents actually," you smiled softly - knowing that the drivers that you mentored had potential in making it to Formula One. "Don't tell them our tricks, I don't want anyone beating me." he humored.

You laid on the cloth-covered sand, feeling the heat radiate throughout your body. "Idiot," you mumbled while closing your eyes. You could feel him slowly lay down beside you.

"Do you ever think about getting married?" he pondered.

Your eyes opened wide.

That was the moment you knew - he loved you.

itsmee_yn: lord ur making it too obvious that i'm one of your favorites. with @maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: ❤️

lewishamilton: God doesn't have an instagram. fyi 😁 - itsmee_yn: satan does and he's replying to me rn - - lewishamilton: 😅

danielricciardo: Y/N manifested this, and I'm a witness.

badgalriri: I love this.

kimimatiasraikkonen: congratulations 👍🏻

maxverstappen1: exposing my good luck charm.

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danielricciardo: ugly

itsmee_yn: ❤️

landonorris: there's kids on this app. - itsmee_yn: no one asked - - maxverstappen1: man fuck them kids 🤣

(FOUR YEARS LATER)

Y/N's Story

caption: he's stressed ladies and gentlemen.

replies landonorris: take care of your kids pookie itsmee_yn: I AM landonorris: you making max work itsmee_yn: as he should

maxverstappen1: emillia and papa swimming 🌊

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danielricciardo: EMILLIA IS ADORABLE

lewishamilton: proud godfather, present! - hasduhu19: Lewis only comments this way on Y/N and Max's accoutns it's adowable 😭

itsmee_yn: Carlton hates water lowkey - maxverstappen1: probably because his mom doesn't take a bath - - itsmee_yn: slandering ur wife in public is a federal offense

ynprivateaccount: will serve, will kneel, will kadoodle 24/7 with only peeing as rest 😭

badgalriri: Y/N WHAT IS THIS? - ynprivateaccount: remind me to delete this account when emillia turns 10 😭

(MONACO, FOUR SEASONS HOTEL)

itsmee_yn: poolside in monaco 🇲🇨 photo credits: @maxverstappen1

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alano129: MOM? adopt me pls

ynuniverse: you age backwards 😭

Being the mother of two kids was hard work. It didn't help with the fact that they both had mischievous personalities.

Emillia was curious about everything - always poking things that she shouldn't be touching, while Carlton wanted to taste every solid food in existence. You had no idea how the family processed.

But thank god that you were still alive.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the pool?" Lewis asked, exiting his hotel room with Roscoe trailing behind him. "Yeah but I forgot to bring the kids' towels," you smiled, placing the keycard inside your bag. "It's been forever since I've seen Roscoe," you cooed at the dog.

"You look like him in a certain angle," he teased earning an eye-roll.

"Keep lying to yourself, Hamilton."

"Don't go to the deep parts," you warned Emillia, settling the towels on the poolside bed. "Don't worry, I have it handled." Max comforted - knowing that you get paranoid around the water. You smile softly, laying on the chair and allowing the sun to tan you slightly.

You've heard stories about husbands being a nightmare after kids - but Max was a dream come true. He respected your decisions, he did things without asking - and he provided more than the bare minimum. Gods, you'd give everything to marry him again and again.

"Is it your first time in Monaco?" a man suddenly clears his throat from beside you - prompting you to remove your sunglasses. "Well, not really." you answered plainly - not trying to make an enemy of the guy but still making it clear that you weren't interested.

"How many times have you been?" he sat on the chair beside you. "A few times," you answered while popping your sunglasses back in. He looked like young - in his early twenties, so he was probably an aspiring driver attempting to network his way inside Prema Racing. "For racing, or do you watch?" he inquired again.

Did he not recognize you? Shit, you felt like one of those American influencers that everyone ignores. You saw it coming anyways, it's almost been a decade since you've been inside the tracks. "I watch sometimes," your lips pressed into a thin line and he began to take his mobile phone out.

"I-I'm sorry if I sound creepy, but I think that you're pretty and I'd love to have your number." he stuttered softly and you took of your glasses again. "That's nice, but I'm married. What's your name anyways?" you tried to sweeten the situation but by this point - his face was entirely covered in a red blush.

"I'm sorry, I'm gonna go now." he sprinted away from you.

itsmee_yn: monaco, you are kind. 🇲🇨

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lewishamilton: Carlton is the cutest

landonorris: The Verstappen genes are too strong. - maxverstappen1: 💪🏽

badgalriri: 3rd slide 😳

"- and the guy comes to her and asks for her number." Hamilton finishes telling the story and Norris bursts out laughing. "Looks like Max has some competition," he began to tease his friend.

"Don't think that he's the only one - because I saw those moms eyeing him in the pool." you pointed out, defending your husband's honor before any of the drivers have a chance to poke fun at him. "I never thought I'd see the day when you'd become a cougar, Y/N." Daniel giggled - while you flashed him your middle finger.

maxverstappen1: never forgetting this

129 comments 1,291,102 likes

itsmee_yn: how does it feel to live for the sole purpose of bullying me? - maxverstappen1: i'm fine hbu?

danielricciardo: SOMEONE STOP ME - maxverstappen1: No thanks. 💪🏽

lewishamilton: fuck, boys. 😜 - itsmee_yn: i'm a mother now, lewis. :(( - - landonorris: i'm not so fuck boyz 🥵

victoriaverstappen: I met Y/N and Carlton today. (Emillia did not want to take a picture) ❤️

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maxuniverse123: DEAR LORD THE CHILD LOOKS LIKE MAX

itsmee_yn: would love to have you anytime vic <3

ynandmaxverstappen: the way that she had to note that emillia didn't want to take a picture because of the haters

maxverstappen1: 💪🏽❤️

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ohmyeyesmyeyes · 11 months

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what happened in switzerland?

mick schumacher x singer!f!reader

fc: gracie abrams bc i have no self control

britishvogue posted...

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britishvogue: Singer y/n l/n recently attended a music festival in Australia after her break from social media and the public eye. In an interview conducted by a fan, she explained how she was excited to see what the future has in store and is looking forward to releasing new music after an inspiring trip to Switzerland this Winter.

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fan1: FINALLY MOTHER HAS RETURNED

fan2: get this woman a grammy immediately

fan3: pls she's so cute 😭

fan4: at this point i genuinely think i'm in love with her

fan5: this is amazing and all but i'm wondering why switzerland?

fan6: switzerland is actually very beautiful so it makes sense that she was inspired when she visited

fan7: fr like switzerland in the winter???? cold but GORGEOUS

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ynofficial: i feel like it'd be weird to ignore the fact that i kind of went offline for about a year and a half (and i only just found out that virtually nobody had seen me either) so i'm letting you guys know that i'm alive, well, happy, and writing again - and i'm so excited to announce that a new single, 'happy endings', will be released at midnight tonight!

also, have some (2) pictures from the last 18 months, photographed in my new happy place 🥰

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fan8: YOU LOOK SO HAPPY IM SO EXCITED

fan9: happy endings will either destroy my mental health or leave me a sobbing mess on the bathroom floor (wrong, it'll do both)

fan10: switzerland is officially on my bucket list of countries to visit

ynofficial: good girl👍👍👍👍

fan10: imdead 🧎🧎

fan11: i'm 🫶 so 🫶 proud 🫶 of 🫶 you 🫶

ynofficial: STOP YOU'RE MAKING ME BLUSH

georgerussell63: looking forward to hearing it!

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mercedesamgf1: it's official: the boys are all in their 'happy endings' eras! 🥳

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fan12: came for the driving update, left knowing we can stan the merc boys

fan13: AS THEY BLOODY WELL SHOULD BE

fan14: idk bout you but mick is cheesing a little too hard at that question 😏

fan15: i thought that too, but he probably just has a little crush, bless his soul 🥰

fan16: i wasn't convinced but after i saw lewis likes her music, i listened to her recent single and omg it's actually incredible

fan17: is this the same y/n that mick posted about the other day?

fan18: yes!

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mercedesamgf1: familiar faces in the garage. fabioquatararo, tomholland2013 and ynofficial are attending the race on behalf of us (by popular demand 😉)

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fan19: i hope the drivers begged them to invite ynofficial 😞

mercedesamgf1: who says they didn't? 🤔

fan20: I BET IT WAS MICK

fan21: GIVE ME A TOM AND Y/N INTERACTION I'M BEGGING YOU

fan22: tom??? fabio is a literal motogp wc 😭

fan23: scraping for crumbs of y/n rn GIVE US EVERYTHING YOU HAVE

mercedesamgf1: 🫡

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ynofficial: thank you mercedesamgf1, this weekend has been INSANE!!! also, a massive shout out to mickschumacher for being the best tour guide 😁

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fan24: ok panic over *mops up forehead* 😌

fan25: aw i was kinda hoping they were dating, they'd be cute together 🥲

fan26: this^

fan27: the way they both looked like they were having fun 😊

fan28: PLS HIS FACE IT'S TOO CUTE AHHSDJF

fan29: omg she did a hot lap BABE WHO WAS THE DRIVER

ynofficial: mickshumacher!

fan30: oh. my. god.

mercedesamgf1: content coming soon 😉

fan31: i'm dying someone send helllllpppppp

fan32: why am i fighting the urge to squeal after that merc comment

fan33: no bc same that emoji defo implies something

mickshumacher: had an awesome time with you this weekend ☺️

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fan34: shooting his shot

fan35: yk what, i'd probably do the same

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mickschumacher: austria 😁

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fan36: hmm yeah they're probably dating let's be honest

fan37: but he was only her tour guide and it's kind of natural that he'd get photos of her, esp considering she was invited as a merc guest?

fan38: true but when has mick ever done that before?

fan37: i'm just saying, the last thing we want to do is assume things bc there's a perfectly reasonable excuse as to why they've been spending time together

fan39: FUCKING BROAD SHOULDERS 🫠🫠

fan40: i just know y/n took that 😭

fan41: kay but all those photos are just so cute

fan42: right???

callum_ilott: 🤨

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ynofficial: my new album 'STAYING AT SEB'S' is out next week and i'm so excited for you all to finally hear it!

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fan43: seb's? as in seb vettel's farm?

fan44: just how did you draw that conclusion????

fan43: bc she could be dating mick and seb owns a farm in switzerland and i'm pretty sure she knows daniel ricciardo through her manager who knows seb vettel. it's far-fetched but it's not impossible

fan45: if this is right...🤯

fan46: OMG I'M SO EXCITED I JUST SHIT MYSELF IN COSTCO

fan47: i'm gonna listen to this because i'm a massive fan of baby goats

ynofficial: omg i love that for you

fan48: is it a happy album or soul-crushingly depressing

ynofficial: 🤷

fan49: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN GIRLIE 💀

charles_leclerc: no bc i'm so excited

fan50: charles lmao

ynofficial: 🫶

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mickshumacher: happy two years, sweetheart 💗 there's never been a day i haven't been in complete awe of your existence; i love and appreciate you everyday

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fan51: oh. em. acca. gee.

fan52: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

fan53: I SHIP IT. I SHIP IT SO HARD

fan54: babe calm down, they've sailed already

fan55: i'm crying pls the way she looks at him HAS ME BLUSHING

georgerussell63: congrats to the happy couple!

estebanocon: about time our dts gossip session came to light 🤣

danielricciardo: fucking finally 😁

lewishamilton: 💜

fan56: the support from the drivers is melting meeeee

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ynofficial: happy 2 years to my favourite person, the love of my life, the most adorable human being ever created, and my best friend. it's been a blast so far and i'm loving every second of it 🥰

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fan57: can i ask if mick is the inspiration for 'happy endings'?

ynofficial: he's actually the inspiration for the whole album

fan58: he's so golden retriever

sebastianvettel: i can confirm this is true

danielricciardo: hello??? seb??? look at my texts

fan59: ok he's hot

fan60: THE MOTORBIKE AND THE ARMS 😭🥵

fan61: she's out here creating thirst traps of her bf

fan62: honestly if he looked like mick, i think i would too

fan63: WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'STAYING AT SEB'S'??????

ynofficial: SEB VETTEL

charles_leclerc: 😲

estebanocon: 😲

lewishamilton: 😲

danielricciardo: 😲

landonorris: 😲

ynofficial: kay wtf

#mick schumacher social media au #f1 social media au #mick schumacher oneshot

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melliiaahh · 11 months

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blue lock boys as your boyfriend<3

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Featuring: Bachira Meguru, Kunigami Rensuke, Chigiri Hyoma, Isagi Yoichi, Nagi Seishiro, Reo Mikage

Genre: fluff!

Warning: I do curse a bit I'm sorry!

Notes: This is my first hc! Sorry if it isn’t great! Will get better with time <3 this is mainly just for my blue lock brain rot<3333 if i spelled anything wrong its cause I'm on 3 hours of sleep rn currently dying

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All characters are aged up! //Not proofread!

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Isagi Yoichi

Puppy dog vibes 10003812747482%

Like will actually follow you around like a lost dog any where you go, whether it be in the house or out in public. Just holding your hand and following you till he gets the attention he wants from you<3

at first he will totally be so shy and cautious during the beginning of the relationship when it comes to physical touching or something as simple as calling you by a pet name.

When he finds something that even remotely reminds him of you he will get it for you ( plush toys , flowers, cute key rings, you name it)

Once he gets comfortable enough he would call you nicknames like darling or babe

Gets all flustered and red when someone from his team mentions you to tease him

His love language is words of affirmation 100000% saying stuff like “ I love you so much darling” “ you look absolutely stunning my love”

Would notice the smallest things like your face expressions when you like something and he makes sure that he gets you that thing so he can see you smile more<333

Would definitely wear matching outfits with you and do whatever you want, MATCHING BRACELETS, taking silly pictures, get cheesy promise rings and lets you put makeup or face mask on him. He will do anything as long as you’re happy<3

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Bachira Meguru

A MENACE. But you love it tho

Constantly touching you in some way, whether it be holding hands while walking in public, having his arm around you while sitting at a restaurant, giving you back hugs when you’re at the store ( unless when he’s hyper like a child and forgets you’re not one of his friends that can hold his weight or at least give you any warning so he just straight jumps onto your back and you both fall -_-)

Calls you prince/ss or love

He would definitely do things and tease you just to see you flustered or grumpy cause he finds it too cute.

WILL SHOW YOU OFF TO ANYONE THAT WOULD LISTEN. “ Hey Isagi look at y/n! Aren’t they the cutest!” “ wait Kunigami look y/n made this for me isnt it so cute!” Everyone just wants him to shut up and focus on the game because he definitely has missed a few times to get the ball because he is too busy looking for you in the crowd

He would be the type of guy to have your pinky fingers intertwined when walking somewhere and its so cute omg

His love language is quality time and physical touch so whenever he has a chance outside of soccer he will always go to you no matter where he is <3

He will also take you anywhere for a date, aquarium, zoo, the park, literally anywhere he does not care as long as he gets to spend time with you.

Would be the type of person to bang on your door at 2am just to go to McDonalds or to get cuddles HAHAH

Will take special interests in the things you enjoy just to spend more time with you because he is baby<3333

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Hyoma Chigiri

Your camera roll is filled with pictures of this man because he is BEAUTIFUL (he would be the same with you)

Would always like to take you out and spoil you<3 dinners, shopping sprees, movies, picnics, parks. You name it he will take you there and plan it all himself.

Have matching jumpers and posts about it everywhere cause he’s down bad for you<3

Chigiri would be more private about his love life so I don’t think the other blue lock boys would know too much about you other than what you look like and your name.

Would 100% wear a ring or bracelet with your initial on it

His nickname to you would be ‘dear’

Would mostly like to spend time with you at home where you can cuddle and play with his GORGEOUS HAIR

His love language would be gift giving. He isn’t around all the time due to soccer so he gets you gifts that remind you of him whilst he is gone and would get flowers sent to your house periodically just so he can send you a sweet note with it to make sure you know that he only has eyes for you<3

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Rensuke Kunigami

Soft bear type of vibe when its just with you but to others he’s the strong hero type

He may be tall and muscular but he’s just a big softy on the inside so he would always be protective of you and be soft towards you if that makes sense

Strong protective hero type on the field/out in public but big soft baby when he’s with you<3

His love language would be a mix of physical touch and words of affirmation. He always has you on his lap whilst on the couch and gently draws lines on your back or on your hand when you’re out in public.

His nickname to you would be ‘love’, ‘prince/ss’ or ‘pretty’

I feel like he’d have a polaroid picture of you in his wallet or phone case<333

He would show you off to the other blue lock members. Not in the way that Bachira does lmao but in subtle ways “ oh yeah y/n made it for me” or “ my lock screen and Home Screen is just of y/n, of course!”. He’s super proud of you and would gladly show you off since he’s comfortable in the relationship that he isn’t scared of any guy trying to take you. If any guy did he would just wrap his arm around your waist and smugly grin at the other guy till he got the message and walked off. Both you and Kunigami would laugh about it later at dinner.

Has a hero complex in the relationship tbh, but in a cute way. He would protect you from anything and everything as long as you stood by him<3

The scary boyfriend x cute soft girlfriend vibeHAHAHAHAH

I believe kunigami is a great cook so he would cook for you any time he can

Like I said, PROTECTIVE. Would get furious and any sort of negative comment towards you. Mans would throw hands if you’d let him

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Reo Mikage

We all know he spoils you rotten with his money ( or his dads money )

He loves to spoil you with expensive dates and gifts on random occasions since he never has time because of soccer and Nagi so he does the absolute most when he has free time to remind you that his heart is all yours <3

His love language of course is gift giving but also spending time together. He has some abandonment issues after Nagi LOL so he always wants you by his side to make sure you’re not gonna suddenly leave

His nickname for you would be ‘my girl’, and ‘ my treasure’ sorry nagi HAHAH

He would get you a necklace with his name or jersey number on it and would be so ecstatic every time you wear it. Makes him feel like you’re proud

AGAIN another person who would show you off to his team mates. “ this is y/n, MY girl. so keep your hands and eyes to yourselves boys” type of vibe

Jealousy can go off two ways. Would throw hands or would just rub it in to the other guy that he is your man and not him .

When he’s not playing soccer he would take you and Nagi out for food or for adventures like the zoo or go shopping since you and Nagi are the two closest people he has <3

Since you’re dating Reo you obviously have to get Nagi as well. Two for one package deal type of thing since they are always together

Very touchy touchy man, would always be holding your hand, hand on your thigh, arm around your shoulders or waist. He always has to be touching you, not in a sexual way off but it keeps him calm and happy when he can feel that you’re close to him<3

Nagi would be a HEAVY third wheel but he wouldn’t care because you being around means Reo is bothering him less and he likes that LMAO

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Seishiro Nagi

Lazy boy obviously just wants to cuddle and nap with you 24/7

He would pretty much do anything for you with the right amount of coaxing out of bed lmao

You could have matching pjs and hoodies cause its not like he would leave the house so he couldn’t get embarrassed LOL

His love language would be physical touch. Always cuddling you in bed or holding you hand. If it’s way too hot to cuddle he would hold your pinky with his or have your legs tangled with each others<3

Matching bracelets for sure

Movie/gaming dates at home is a must

He would fall asleep with his head on your lap <3

He would try to teach you how to play his favourite game but it would end up with him just cuddling you and falling asleep while you try to beat the one level for 30 minutes lmao

Other than soccer he has never put in so much effort into something until he met you<3

He plans dates to go to gaming cafes or cat cafes which is so cute he has probably fallen asleep and been late to a few dates tho HAHAHHA

Nagi wouldn’t of mentioned anything about you to his blue lock friends cause all the questions about you and relationship questions would be too much of a hassle for him so when they found out it was probably through Reo who mentions you casually and everyone being confused as to who you were till Reo explained

Nagi would never get jealous but he would get annoyed at others for trying cause he knows that you love him<3 SECURE MAN

Like with Reo, if you date one you get the other so another two for one !

In public, he likes to have his arm around your shoulder and his head on top of yours cause the man is fucking titan-like. But make sure he doesn’t fall asleep because the both of you will come crashing down

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more poly haobin x reader pls pls 🥺

omg happily!!!

- we're gonna ignore the logistics of how you three are publicly a couple and how you became a couple because,,, we just need to forego reality since we're already delusional

-anyway navigating through airports is always fun especially when its with... 🥁 🥁 🥁... haobin!!!

-airport fits go crazy you three are literally always either matching or color coordinated.

-hao and hanbin both pick your outfit on those days so fans make it a game to guess who did it on a specific day.

- "y/n is literally covered up from head to toe in a big parka, you KNOW that was hao's doing."

-hanbin will carry both yours and hao's bags throughout the airport.

-there are fansites that have taken pictures of the moment when he asks you and hao to give him your bags and if you refuse he does the 😧 face.

-he's so cute.

-you and hao share headphones and fansites are always trying to get pictures of your phones to see what you're listening to 😭

-linking pinkies w hao when you guys are getting told where to go so that you guys dont lose eachother cause hanbin is too busy making sure everyone else is present 😭😭😭

-you and hao are menaces

-hanbin doesnt know peace with either of you around. (he likes it that way.)

-whether that be teasing him and his pre-debut performances, playing pranks on him with the maknae line.

-he'll scold the others but leave you two out of it 🙏 the amount of partner privelege you have is absurd.

-hao literally cannot sleep if you are not present.

-i believe even though hao physically has to be big spoon, he has little spoon tendencies.

-tucks his head in your should and grabs a hand so that you can run it through his hair.

-will also lay his head on your chest and trace shapes on your stomach. butterflies fr yall

-hao just really likes having his hands on you.

-pulls you into his lap if you wanna sit literally anywhere, holds your hand and plays with your fingers, plays with your hair if you let him, etc.

-i just believe he's big on skinship BUT JUST with you. partner privilege and whatnot.

-hanbin is less big on skinship in public BUT IN PRIVATE!!!!

-hanbin likes to have you sit between his legs so he can wrap his arms around you.

-puts his head in your shoulder and leaves little kisses.

-one thing about hanbin is hes gonna steal a kith

thats all i got rn 😵‍💫 wikihow to make this delusion come true

#kpop #zb1 #zerobaseone #sung hanbin #zhang hao #zb1 zhang hao #zb1 hanbin #zb1 fluff

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okkalo · 1 year

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Good day~ Thank you for your crush headcanons! I like it so so much! Can I ask you please for part 2 about Reo, Hiori and Karasu? Have a great day~

hi again anon! i’m glad u enjoyed the first crush headcanons :) and thank you for the request! i hope you enjoy these and have a good day as well 🫶 (i can’t thank you enough for requesting karasu i love him so much)

first part here with: chigiri, nagi, and rin

characters: reo, hiori, karasu

this is my first time writing for reo or hiori(kinda) omg im kinda nervous

you have stolen my heart!

reo

- i feel like it’s obvious when he has a crush tbh

- you can tell because he’s ALWAYS buying you something. didn’t ask for it? he still got it.

- he’s also always giving you lingering touches. oh, your arms are touching? he doesn’t mind one bit.

- if he sees you while talking to his group of friends he will ditch them!! he would much rather be talking to you.

- he also visits you before every practice!

- it could be mistaken for him just being rich and nice though.

- random thought but i bet he calls nagi his wingman? nagi doesn’t do anything to be it but reo still have him the name.

- so whether you catch on or you don’t he decides to confess pretty early.

- so you remember how nagi deemed reo’s confession ideas cringe? reo would be the guy to do a semi-public confession.

- he would do it before classes start. you could tell he RAN to catch you before they started.

- it was kinda cute though because he brought flowers for you. his eyes scanned your classroom before they locked onto you. he was about to say something but you immediately signaled him not to, rushing to meet him outside the classroom instead.

- that didn’t stop the whispers of your classmates, everyone picking up on what was happening.

- you pulled him out of sight of your peers, then encouraging him to go on. “y/n…” you could tell he got nervous all of a sudden, his eyes avoiding yours as he tried to find his earlier courage.

- pls be patient. if you confess before him he will be so disappointed in himself so pls just wait for him. kind and patient eyes will encourage him more too.

- “i love you, please date me,” he finally gets out, breathless as he speaks it. he holds the flowers out for you too.

- please say yes omg.

- he will kiss you if you say yes too—it’s quick considering the time limit but still breathtakingly good. he’s a good kisser, convince me otherwise.

hiori

- MY BFF

- I’M HIS WINGWOMAN!!

- pls say ur a gamer so u can be a gamer couple plsplsplsplspls

- i just know he finds so much comfort in you

- you’ve known each other for awhile now, his feelings for you just recently developing.

- i can see you guys hanging out pretty often. kinda like chigiri, he likes going out with you

- prefers going to your house though

- LOVES gaming with you (if you do)

- he probably doesn’t confess until he knows you feel the same way tbh (he’s super good at telling if you do though)

- it’s also basically impossible for you to catch onto his feelings before his confession? he’s super good at hiding it

- he would confess in private, no doubt. so he’s probably at your house when he does.

- he probably aims it to be the last thing he does before he leaves (he’s nervous leave him be)

- he makes sure to meet your eyes once he says it too

- “i really like ya,” he starts, eyes unwavering, “please go out with me.”

- say yes.

- would probably give you a kiss on your cheek? pls he’s so cute i love him

karasu

- sorry but we’re already dating

- im so weak for him help me

- he flirts with you so much

- it started out as play flirting (he did it to tease/embarrass you) but now it’s real

- he hangs out with you so much (actually not as much as nagi or chigiri though)

- you both are regulars at this small restaurant you guys like to go to. it’s probably a dumpling place (he either likes dumplings or im just hungry for them rn)

- he will always visit you in your class, before they start, your break, and after they end. he’s also a regular in your class.

- i headcanon you guys watch those hawks hunting videos on tiktok when you hang out too

- it wouldn’t be hard to tell he has a crush on you, but it’s not super easy either (a good 6.5/10 imo [10 being the easiest to tell])

- i can imagine him randomly showing up at your place after practice and confessing to your at your doorstep?

- like it’s so random??

- as soon as you open the door and give a small greeting he’s going ahead and saying the confession

- “i love ya,” also breathless? he probably ran to your house tbh even though he was in no rush??

- eyes are piercing into yours, you can tell he means every word

- “go out with me?”

- YESYESHEDYEYESYEYSYES

- play it cool and say “are free dumplings involved?”

- JUST LETS OUT A CHUCKLE AND KISSES YOU

- yes. free dumplings were involved.

unedited thanks for reading!

#hiori is so hard to write for omg #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk #bllk imagines #blue lock imagines #bllk fluff #blue lock fluff #blue lock drabbles #bllk drabbles #blue lock headcanons #bllk headcanons #blue lock reo #reo x reader #blue lock hiori #hiori x reader #blue lock karasu #karasu x reader

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folklorebae · 2 years

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𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐅𝐢𝐜

Cast(s): Actress!Reader & Actor!Suna Rintarou

Warning(s): Swearing, a bit suggestive at the end, reader is using she/her pronouns, girls in pics are just for references, all of these pictures aren't mine (I just edited some of them)

A/n: This is the longest insta au I've ever made. Bcs I just discovered that you can upload more than 10 images on tumblr's web. But I hope it's not boring tho😭

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yourinstagram wanna take this downtown?

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nikizefanya This liquid courage got me way too honest

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ynfan13 WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!?

rintarousuna We should explore europe together, wdyt?

↳yourinstagram Ofc, you're the Boots to my Dora❤️

↳rintarousuna Okay, princess

↳aquariusuna WTF AAAAAA!!! SO YOU GUYS ARE OFFICIAL NOW?!?

↳sunafan15 Y/N, I'D DIE IF RIN CALLS ME PRINCESS. TELL ME WHAT BLACK MAGIC ARE YOU USING?!?

↳ynfan14 LITERALLY JUST DIED. FUCKING FINALLY!!! YOU GUYS ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER❤️❤️❤️

rinynfloral I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT

antiyn2 Just a week ago he said he wanna keep the relationship private and now look at his "girlfriend". This is definitely for pr

↳ynfan15 I smell jealousy😌

↳cinnamon.ln You need to realise that he got interviewed months ago, darl. People change. Just be happy for them, you're so negative lmao

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rintarousuna あの通りを散歩して街灯の下で踊った

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atsumumiya That's it, I'm gonna log out from this shitty app

↳yourinstagram You're just jealous, Miya

↳rintarousuna You're just jealous, Miya (2)

↳osamumiya You're just jealous, Miya (3)

↳astumumiya SAMU?!?

↳atsumumiya @aranojiro Help mee

↳aranojiro No

rinyn.crew OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!

ynfan16 idc what yall gonna say, THEY ARE THE IT COUPLE

↳ynfan17 AGREED

rareyn Go to Paris for PFW❎️

Go to Paris bcs is a big simp✅️

↳sunafan16 LMAO YES, I JUST REALISED HE GOT NO REASON TO BE IN PARIS😭

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therinynpost RINYN STANS!! HOW ARE WE FEELING RN???

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ynfan18 SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT THEY'RE IN LONDON RN?!?

↳sunafan17 RIN WASN'T JOKING WHEN HE ASKED HER TO TRAVEL AROUND EUROPE TOGETHER😭😭😭

ynfan19 THEY LOOK SO CUTE TOGETHER

sunafan18 FINALLY THEY FEEL COMFORTABLE TO BE SEEN IN PUBLIC. IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM

sunafan19 MY SHIP IS FINALLY SAILING

ynfan20 Love is in the air😭❤️

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dreamyyn GOOD NEWS EVERYONE!! Y/N WILL PLAY FOR A MOVIE DIRECTED BY THE ONE AND ONLY SHINSUKE KITA!!

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ynfan21 OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!! HES ONE OF THE BEST MOVIE DIRECTORS

ynfan22 OMGG WHERE CAN I READ THIS ARTICLE???

↳dreamyyn I just put the link in my story!

ynfan23 Y/N, RIN, KIYOKO, OSAMU IN ONE MOVIE?!? IM DEAD

ynfan24 OMG I'VE READ THE BOOK!! HE'S RIGHT! Y/N DEFINITELY WILL KILL THIS ROLE

ynfan25 You know you're a good actor when you could impress him😩

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tmz_tv Love is in the air for the newest A-list couple. Just a day after made their relationship Instagram official, they were seen together at The National Gallery in London. Link in bio for all we know about their romantic museum date.

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ynfan26 They're melting my heart😭❤️

sunafan20 I want them to last forever

sunafan21 M-museum date?!? I'm done. This can't be real. They're so in love

ynfan27 Rin, could we switch? Please, I BEG YOU

ynfan28 Parents 😩❤️

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yourinstagram *gasp* can you guys believe that now I'm part of these amazing casts?!? Thank you so much @.shinsukekita for cast me in this film *cry*

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kiyoko Yayyy, here we go! See you on set, angel<3

↳yourinstagram AAAA SEE YOUUU QUEEN<33

rintarousuna I'm stuck with you, ig

↳yourinstagram You can't get rid of me, baby

↳rinandyn.daily I WANT WHAT YOU TWO HAVE🥲

sunafan22 OMFG AAAAA YOU GONNA KILL THIS

ynfan29 Mr. Kita ain't playing with the casts😩

lndaydream IM SO PROUD OF YOU!! YOU DESERVE IT❤️❤️❤️

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rintarousuna Let’s celebrate the day you gave up on finding anyone better than me for the third time!

All jokes aside, I love you and thank you for being a good mom to our baby

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yourinstagram She's a beauty, no wonder you keep her all this time

↳rintarousuna Yeah I do gatekeep

ynfan30 IM NOT SURPRISED THAT YOU'RE TOGETHER. BUT 3 YEARS?!?!

sunafan23 PLEASE... I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH😭❤️

ynfan31 God, when is my time🥲💔

sunafan24 MOM?? BABY??

↳rintarousuna I– not a human baby. You haven't seen the third pic, have you?

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yourinstagram Everyday I am grateful to have you. But here’s a post to prove it.

(Alternative caption: 26.280 hours and still counting✨️)

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tooruoikawa *gasp* I thought we were married? I'll make @primevideo fire you. Alexa, play traitor by olivia rodrigo

↳yourinstagram #ynisoverparty

↳rintarousuna Get lost, shittykawa

↳tooruoikawa HEY

↳ynfan32 PLS YOU GUYS... IM CRYING😭

hitokayachi love love looooveeee

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ynfan33 YOU TWO ARE THE CUTEST OMG

rinxyn Pls get married, I'm begging

sunafan25 Ramen date and flowers??? I'M CRYING. HE'S SO ROMANTIC😭

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↳sunafan25 SHUT UP. Y/N LIKED MY COMMENT?!?

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voguemagazine @yourinstagram is our November cover star! For this month’s issue, Vogue sat down with the actor in the middle of her busy schedule. L/N shared details of her quiet life in suburban areas and across Surrey during the filming of “I Know Places 2”, her unique way of dealing with fame and protecting her mental health, rumours that she's dating her co-star, her tricky teen years, and her upcoming films.

Head to the link in bio to get a sneak peek at her cover story in our upcoming November issue, on sale on Monday, October 24.

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ynfan34 @yourinstagram Girl... get some sleep

↳sunafan26 Ikr, new series, film, photoshoot, interview, and now magazine? 😭

↳yourinstagram I need to secure the bag, baby😔

↳ynfan34 AHSHSBDB OMGGGG PLS TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!!!

itsyn.update We are so proud of you❤️

ynfan35 You're the coolest😩❤️

Y/N via Vogue's website

Academy Award winning couple Y/N L/N and Rintarou Suna have become one of our favorite celebrity couples; the two have been secretly dating for three years. The reason behind it is because, according to Y/N, she wasn't so sure about their relationship at the beginning.

She admits her initial concerns about dating the Japanese actor. “I was scared. I never dated anyone ever since I started my career. Which means, I’ve been single for almost a decade,” she confesses. “I had this thought like, ‘Are we going to get paparazzi’ed all the time? Should I be worried? What about our job and friendship? Am I not being professional?’”

L/N tells Vogue how grateful she is to have a boyfriend that understands how she felt and always supports her no matter what. However, as times goes by, she is letting the cat out of the bag since she doesn’t feel anxious anymore about “what people may say”.

Y/N also reveals that working with Rintarou makes her feel comfortable and one of the best things she has ever experienced. “I can not imagine anyone could replace him as my co-star. Besides, we’ve been friends for a year and have worked together as Coach brand ambassador.”

Then, the (H/C)-haired actress describes her relationship is as beautiful as daylight. Love to her is “golden”, it’s save, warm, and peaceful. “He doesn’t really enjoy going out too much. He loves to stay at home and feels secure. So when we have a free time, we just cuddling while watching a film,” she shares. “The rest? I’m just gonna keep that one a secret.”

Another a/n: Pls keep in mind that I’m not a journalist or whatever. So if the “article” is cringe or not good enough, I’m sorry lol.

Taglist: @alienvarmint @iwaizumi-chan @rivaiken @tenaciouswritersheep @whorefornoodles @ssc7514 @jeanskanojo @jtaimeurmom @pinksilk @yachisupremacy @33765 @bukopandansalad @jjikyuu (some accounts can not be tagged, sorry)

#If you've seen the unfinished version of this. yes. I accidentaly posted it #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x f!reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu smau #hq x reader #hq x female reader #hq fluff #hq smau #suna x reader #suna x female reader #suna x f!reader #suna fluff #suna smau

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everyone on team chenle is only making me more team y/n🙅‍♀️ i completely get where chenle is coming from, i get why he’s upset but i also completely understand why jisung is all she talks about, just based on my own assumptions its probably her first serious potential relationship esp as basically an adult, id be excited too.

but chenle has every right to be upset that it’s all she’s been talking about, but he went about it in such an immature and mean way for a so called best friend to do so (kind of publicizing it on twitter “jokingly” or not and then making it awkward in the gc) if he had just spoken to her normally it wouldn’t have happened the way it did but he bottled up how much he disliked it, as well as just projecting it on how he felt about jisung all together.

the way he acted just automatically made me team y/n the more i think about it, because sure what she’s doing can be annoying, it’s not inherently WRONG nor is she intentionally hurting anyone in the process.

[this is also probably stemming from my immediate reaction to defend any women in fiction media i consume when people r against her, let alone MEN?! i was victim of the anime to kpop pipeline (still am) and the wars i had to fight for haruno sakura when i was heavily into naruto…]

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OH ME TOODHDJD LIKE I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO BE HER LAWYER RN LIKE NO ONE GOT HER BACK OMGGG 😭😭😭

CLOCK ITTTT like his response was definitely immature and could’ve been handled better. and though the tweet came off as a joke, that response was DEFINITELY meant to be shady (as i intended) which is honestly a shitty way to behave as a friend. it definitely all come to this due to his bottled up dislike for jisung and its also why his reaction was so hostile and harsh because he’s been making small remarks this whole time but, like i said in that post, the lack of reassurance in friendship him and y/n have been having for the past weeks with her being more busy with jisung definitely made him grow more agitated

PLUS he just dropped that bomb and leaves it at “i’m not going to argue” even tho he started it!!! and you’re right she TECHNICALLY did nothing wrong 😭very immature but that’s exactly what i’m going for with him atm

i’m more of a “everyone is right in a way” like i ALWAYS try to see from both perspectives i just can’t help it 😭😭 this actually caused me some issues with my friends because they’d think i’m choosing a side in their argument she genuinely i can see why both are mad lollshdjd ANYWAYS YOURE RIGHT i’ll fight for any women against MEN of all people 😑 AND OMG NOT NARUTOO plss my younger brother is crazy about that anime

#asks.#( score that goal! )#from 🪼 anon #the way i was team chenle like a day ago and all these ask got me to become team yn like pls guys chill on my cousin 😭💔

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harrysfinelinevol1 · 2 years

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vogue shoot insta blurb

harry styles x vogue editor!y/n

summary: y/n works at vogue as an editor and has been assigned to interview harry for the upcoming shoot

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yourbff u can all thank me later for finally getting y/n out the office

↳ yourfriend actually thought id never see the day

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vogue Harry Styles is VogueMagazine's December issue cover star! In an exclusive interview with Y/N L/N he talks about everything from meditation and music, friends and family, to his love of cars, his favourite novelist and the sheer joy of gender fluidity in fashion. "It’s like anything—anytime you’re putting barriers up in your own life, you’re just limiting yourself. There’s so much joy to be had in playing with clothes. I’ve never really thought too much about what it means—it just becomes this extended part of creating something,” says Styles on getting dressed. Discover more via the link in bio now. Photography @tylersphotos Styling Camilla Nickerson

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harrystydaily mysterious girl spotted with harry in london!! apparently they were holding hands!! via @harryscherries

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harryfan2 omg who is she

harryfan06 nahh wtf my husbanddd

harryfan8 does anyone know who she is

↳ harryfan5 theres rumours its the girl who did his vogue interview

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↳ harryfan4 @yourusername i think and her accounts public

↳ harryfan2 omg in her recent post, her friends joke about her being busy with 'h'

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finelinedharry @yourbff posted these photos of harry and y/n on her story last night, they have to be dating fr

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harryfan10 im sobbing rn don't talk to me

harryfan4 ngl they're quite cute together

harryfan8 r we sure theyre acc dating tho

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hi guys, just a quick insta blurb to keep u all satisfied while I work on pt.4 of the love on tour blurb and also the fic I'm writing alongside it ;) thank u sm for the love on the recent posts it means sm

sloane xx

p.s if u have any requests feel free to drop me a message

#harry styles x reader #harry styles fake social media #harry styles #harry styles blurb #harry styles imagine #harry styles fluff #harry styles x oc #harry styles x you #harry styles x y/n #harry styles one shot #harrys house #harry styles request #harry styles reader insert #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fake instagram #harry styles fake ig

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shinichirosbabymama · 2 years

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Shinichiro Headcanon idea #4 Shinichiro thinking his s/o is gonna break up with him but in reality is just trying to hide his anniversary present

Omggg I’m sorry for the delay! I’m working on an angsty/spicy Shin fic rn that should be done soon so it was nice to write some lighthearted hcs

Pairing: Shinichiro x Reader

Warnings: None

Omg no this poor baby is STRESSED

Shinichiro saw you subtly turn your phone screen away from him ONCE when you were laying down next to one another and now he’s spiralling

He’s never really been the jealous type but now he has all sorts of scenarios in his head

He finally builds up the courage to ask you about it and you deny that ever happened because you can’t think of a good excuse on the spot (:

After that Shin notices that you’re being extra protective of your phone and he comes to the only rational conclusion – you’re in love with someone else

He’s dramatic as fuck about it too – doesn’t speak to you all week and finally agrees to meet with you in a public place

You’re nervous because you have no idea what’s up with him and its your anniversary the next day and he’s barely mentioned it

When you arrive, Shinichiro is sat on a bench refusing to make eye contact and you’re like uhmmmm

‘Y/N…I think we both know what’s going on.”

“Do we?” You’re SWEATING because how the fuck did he find out when you were so careful

“Yeah so just spit it out.”

You stare at him for a moment, suddenly anxious because you didn’t expect him to get so upset about this but finally you pluck up the courage to admit your mistake

“Okay fine. I know we said we wouldn’t buy each other anything but I saw you looking at that chain when we were shopping the other week and it really suited you. I’m sorry I went against what we agreed.”

You reach out to touch his hand at the end of your little speech but Shin is stock still staring at you like a deer in headlights

“Eh?”

“Huh?”

“So there isn’t someone else?”

“What? No of course not. Why would you think that?”

“You hid your phone from me!”

“You got THAT from me hiding my phone?”

You’re really annoyed that he would assume you would cheat like that but he gets all emotional when he realises you weren’t leaving him and you can’t help but feel bad

“Babe I’m really sorry I made you feel that way. I just wanted it to be a surprise. You work so hard all the time and I wanted to treat you for once.”

You take his hand, rubbing sooth circles over his knuckles with your thumb. He’s sniffing and definitely trying to hide a few tears

“I didn’t get you anything because I was so sure we were breaking up. I’ve been crying on the sofa and eating ice cream since last night.” He admitted and you have to bite your lip to hold in your laugh

“It’s fine I don’t mind. We did agree not to buy each other anything after all.”

“Hell no! I still have 24 hours. See ya later.”

Before you can even process what he’s saying, he’s jumped up and is peppering your face in kisses before walking off in the direction of town

#shinichiro sano #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x y/n #shinichiro x you #shinichiro sano headcanons #shinichiro headcanons #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers imagine

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Have Aster!H and his girl ever had a big fight? Like one that’s lasted for days. I feel like she’d be so sad and him too but not knowing how to deal with the sadness 😔

hi ! do you think you could do an aster harry & y/n super angsty blurb where maybe they get into a big fight? if u get the time ofc!! love ur writing

Soft aster angst is the way to go where they make up at the end and it's filled with love omg Harry would deffo cry cause he'd feel so bad for making her sad or angry aw my babies🥺🥺🥺🥺

I wonder if Harry and y/n ever have a fight, more than an argument sorry if I get angst but idk... it goes on for a few days and y/n is devastated because she thinks they broke up and Harry is too proud to say he's sorry 😣 but they keep asking Mitch and Sarah if the other one is okay "Did she have breakfast? She gets sleepy in class if she doesn't" "Did H pack his lunch?" until they can't bear it and one breaks and shows up at their door like 🥺🥺🥺 I'm sorry 🥺🥺🥺 she asks Harry "did we break up?" 🥺🥺🥺 and H says "omg angel, no, never" and hug for like an hour and kiss and it's all forgotten 😔

Please but just the thought of aster Harry and y/n having makeup sex? like he's emotional but has to keep everything at bay because she is extra soft and emotional and pouty? And trying extra hard to please him and holding him so close he can barely grind his hips against hers and is like "baby, everything's okay, we're okay but I can't really move rn" so she wraps her legs not so hard around his but kisses him lots instead 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

okay so!!!! im really nervous to be posting this but I really hope everyone likes it please tell me what u think!

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(Y/N) didn't know who to blame for how the night turned out: herself or her parents?

Usually when he drove, Harry liked to put his hand on (Y/N)'s thigh or bundled between her two, but if she needed any more of a reminder of how awful dinner had gone, he was definitely getting the point across with the way he kept his hands fixed tightly around the steering wheel. The car was silent aside from the quiet flow of Harry's radio playing from a generic station. He hadn't said a word to her since the argument had broke out between him and her parents, an expected conversation but more than inappropriate in a public restaurant. (Y/N) didn't want to breach the chilly air between them either, instead alternating between picking at her nails and gazing out the window like she'd found the most interesting show.

The night had started in much higher spirits in her apartment. While she hadn't been particularly excited for the plans they'd made with her parents, she was happy at least to have Harry at her side for the night. He'd been the best hype person while she was getting ready, telling her how pretty she looked and making jokes about skipping out on their plans and letting him have her for dinner instead. It did wonders to calm (Y/N)'s jitters and keep a smile on her face despite what she knew the meal would turn into.

Since the first (and last) time her parents met Harry, they'd kept their icy distance. (Y/N) was fine with that, as long as she didn't think too hard about it, but one day they had reached out like their last reunion never happened. They didn't mention Harry at all, nor really anything about her life, but they were pleasant enough to invite her to dinner to celebrate a work award her father had been given. She was more than reluctant to go, afraid this was only a ploy to get her to talk to them again in order to fill her head with toxicity. But, (Y/N) couldn't help but hear out the little girl that lived in the back of her mind, the one that told her that maybe they really missed her and wanted to see her again after so long, maybe they even wanted to patch up what happened the last time.

And she'd always been bad at telling them no.

When she told Harry about the dinner plans, she knew he was disappointed. She remembered the way he took a deep breath and crossed his arms over his chest before rolling his lips between his teeth, his lip ring catching the light. He gave her this look, like he was surprised she agreed to the invitation. It felt like she had waited hours before he said anything, until he told her he wanted to go with her. He didn't want her going alone when he knew she wasn't going to be able to defend herself against the both of them. At the time, the thought of Harry accompanying her relieved a weight from her shoulders she didn't know she had. She remembered the way she jumped in his arms and thanked him with kisses and words of affection for taking on the duty of going along with her.

She certainly didn't remember thinking that the night would end like this.

The second her parents saw Harry walk in with her, their entire demeanor soured. The frown on her father's face and the terribly hidden disappointment distorting her mother's features brought her back to grade school reprimands that would plague her for weeks after. It only got worse when they saw her hand joined with Harry's own tattooed one as they approached the table. He had started as nothing less than a gentleman, Harry pulling her chair out for her and greeting her parents with more respect than they could muster for even their own daughter.

Though the meal was tense, nothing erupted until her father egged Harry on halfway through their entrees. He knew what he was doing when he made a comment about how he thought (Y/N) should consider moving back home, that there were too many bad influences tainting her. At first Harry just quietly rolled his eyes and continued cutting into his food with a little too much force, but then her father pushed one more time, directly asking Harry when he planned on tossing (Y/N) to the side because they had someone much better suited for her in her hometown. (Y/N) couldn't hear Harry's biting response, the words too drowned out by the sound of blood rushing in her ears, but she could definitely hear the argument that started after.

As she usually did when her parents went into attack mode, she shut down. She wilted in her seat and took every scathing comment with nothing to say back. She felt bad when she heard Harry begin to defend her and their relationship, just as he'd had in the past. The raised voices caught the attention of the diners around them, even causing a member of the wait staff to come by and ask them to either calm down or leave because the commotion was bothering other customers. Harry quickly chose the latter option, leaving her parents to their mumbled remarks as they made their exit. Since then, Harry had only spoken to her once. A sighed remark that she hadn't been able to stop from ringing in her ears the whole drive home.

"Thanks for the help," he had said before rounding the front of his car and getting in the driver's side without opening the door for her as he usually did.

That had set the tone for the forty-five minute drive back to her apartment. The heavy air in the car followed them as they made their way into her building, Harry lagging a step behind her as she led with with a pounding heart and shaking hands. (Y/N) didn't know what to say when she closed the door behind Harry, her boyfriend going directly into the kitchen and grabbing for a bottle of water in her fridge. She watched as he created dents in the plastic bottle from how intense his grip was, the heavy rings and black on his fingernails more intimidating than she remembered. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she took timid steps onto the tiled floors, hands fumbling together behind her back.

"D-Do you want to talk about it?" she peeped when he roughly slammed the bottle on the counter.

A humorless laugh left his lips, the usually sweet and rewarding sound leaving a sour taste in (Y/N)'s mouth. "Oh, so now y'want to talk?"

She deflated at his words, immediately fixing her gaze on her feet in the uncomfortable heels she'd worn for the night, "Harry, I—"

"Because, it jus' seems I had to do the talking all night, didn't I? I had to defend you and our relationship, again, while y'just sat there and let them say whatever they wanted." His words were firm and absolute, no room for argument when he finished. (Y/N) stood silent across from him, wanting to curl in on herself to avoid the side of Harry she hadn't seen since the night they first kissed on his couch. But, he wasn't done yet. "Am I supposed to do this for the rest of m'life? Defend us every time you're too scared to say anything to them? Because it's already gotten very old, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) took in a deep breath, already knowing her voice was going to waver when she heard her name fall from his lips. He never called her anything but sweet pet names, except for when he was mad, apparently. "You know it's hard for me to talk to them, especially when they're upset with me."

"It shouldn't be hard to defend me—defend us! You and I both knew this was going to happen tonight, but I still went because y'said y'wanted to talk to them. But instead, y'jus' sat there and let me take it all like last time." Harry's tone grew louder, (Y/N) becoming worried that Sarah might be able to hear through the walls.

"I-I didn't know what to say, and-and we were in public—" (Y/N) floundered over her words, tears glossing over her eyes she now had trained on Harry's own hands that were clenched around the mangled water bottle. "They're my parents, Harry, I can't talk to them like that."

"But they can talk to me like that? To you? Did y'even hear what they said tonight? Did y'hear them say they have been waiting for me to cheat on you? That I've turned you into 'some whore' but they'll 'fix you' once I leave you? Did y'hear any of that?"

A shaky exhale shook (Y/N)'s chest. If she was being honest, no, she hadn't heard any of that. She had shut down as soon as they started getting loud, not knowing how to deal with the fact that all of the fighting was her fault. She was too embarrassed to do anything but pretend like she wasn't there and that all the people around them hadn't stopped eating in favor of watching the spectacle they were putting on.

"Y'didn't, did you? Is it because you know 'm going to handle it? That 'm the one that's going to get into the screaming match with your parents, so y'don't have to worry about it?" Harry's voice boomed through the kitchen, his frustration mounting due to the lack of response on (Y/N)'s end.

She shakily shook her head, sparing a glance towards him where he was standing at his full height with his hands still wrapped in a chokehold around the waterbottle and his lips set in a stern line. His eyes were the most intimidating part, never leaving her form and callous like jade. "That's not why, Harry, please. Its hard to listen to them when I know nothing I do is going to make them happy. I never know what to say back to make things better."

"But, why do they always get to be happy? Why do y'worry about that? Why can't we be the happy ones? You always pick their happiness over ours. Are you always going to pick them over me?! "

"I didn't pick them ov—"

"You did! You picked them over me tonight when y'decided not to say anything and make me take it all. You did, (Y/N), and it hurt." There was something about the waver in his voice when Harry finished that broke her heart. She hadn't meant to hurt him, she thought she was doing the right thing by staying quiet.

"I'm sorry, Harry." She didn't know what else to say; she didn't trust her voice to keep steady when the lump in her throat grew and there were already tears threatening to leak from her waterline.

Harry took a deep breath, running a heavy hand through his hair and he tossed his gaze around the kitchen. "I know," he deadpanned, the fight in his voice now defeated.

A chilling silence settled over the apartment. (Y/N) watched as Harry sat his mangled water bottle down on the counter, much more gentle than she figured after seeing the way he handled it before. He finally matched her gaze again.

"D-Do you want to go to bed? Maybe, we can talk more in the morning whe—"

"I think its best if I go home tonight, (Y/N)."

She had already been on the verge of tears before, so she couldn't help it when a pair of traitor tears fell down her cheeks. (Y/N) was quick to wipe them away, not wanting Harry to see and feel like he had to stay when he so clearly didn't want to be around her.

"O-okay," she whispered, voice breaking around the word.

Harry silently nodded his head, mouth still in a straight line as he moved through the kitchen and around her. He didn't offer her a calming cuddle, any reassuring words, or even a softened glance. He stepped towards the door, his stiff back being the only view she was granted.

Just before he slipped out into the hallway, leaving her alone for the night (she hoped it was just for the night anyway), (Y/N) found the courage to stop him one more time.

"I-I love you."

A deep sigh lifted Harry's shoulders before he turned around for just a second. "I love you, too."

The next thing (Y/N) heard was the click of the front door sounding from behind him, and the static that filled the space in his absence.

She didn't know how long she stood there, wringing her hands and ignoring the pain in the arches of her feet for standing in her heels for far too long. She was only aware of the way the door never reopened to reveal Harry on the other side with an apology on his lips and his arms open for a cuddle.

He was going to come back, right? Or did she do something she wasn't able to fix?

"Hey, is everything okay?"

(Y/N) jumped at the sound of Sarah's voice, having missed her footsteps and the creak of her bedroom door opening. She quickly turned around to find her standing in the mouth of the hallway, a concerned look on her face.

"I don't know."

"Oh, (Y/N)." Sarah crossed the living room in quick strides, catching her friend in a hug as she scrubbed at the tears that had fallen over her cheeks. "I heard you guys fighting, did he go home?"

She gave a jerky nod as a response, her breathing coming in hiccups as she squeezed her eyes shut into Sarah's shoulder. "He's go-gonna come back, r-right?"

"Of course, he is," she reassured her, using a soft tone that only further reminded (Y/N) of Harry and the voice he reserved only for her. She cried harder at the memory.

"He-He's so mad a-at me, Sarah. He couldn't even l-look at me when he left." Her sobs only served to break her words into shattered syllables, shaking her chest and jumbling her thoughts.

"He loves you so much, (Y/N), you know that. I think he was just frustrated, and you know how he can get. I'm sure everything will be okay, he just needs a little bit of time."

"What if I ruined everything?" she whispered, the volume being the only thing saving her voice from cracking under the weight of her heartbreak.

A beat of silence passed between them, only the labored breathing of (Y/N) trying to even her exhales filling the void. Sarah pulled back from their hug first, looking to (Y/N) with a sad smile on her face.

"C'mon, let's go have a sleepover in my room. We'll do those face masks you wanted to try and we'll watch some awful reality TV."

Though she didn't feel better at all, (Y/N) appreciated the effort her friend was making. At least she knew she wasn't completely alone.

"Thank you."

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"Oh, I didn't know you were home."

Harry breathed a heavy sigh, his eyes feeling dry as he blinked out the sleep as he left his room. Evie was cuddled up into ball in the crook of his arms, purring happily as she had her ear pressed against his bare chest. He was sure he looked like more than a wreck, smeared eyeliner around his eyes he didn't take off the night before, the whites of his eyes bloodshot from tears he had shed in the middle of the night, and a pallid tone to his skin to account for the lack of sleep and food he skipped the night before.

"Yeah," Harry grumbled, completely disregarding the real question Mitch was posing.

A chill was sent up his spine as his bare feet hit the tiled floor of he kitchen. He wasn't even that hungry if he was being honest, he just knew he had to eat even if he didn't feel like it. Instead he figured he'd just make himself some coffee, something to keep him going through the day he had previously planned to be spending with (Y/N). The thought of her brought a pounding to his head. Last night was still a sore subject that he could barely think about.

"...Why?" Mitch pressed, looking over his shoulder from his spot on the couch. He knew he was breaching past some barriers Harry would rather not have anyone near, but he couldn't help the curiosity.

"Because," Harry deadpanned, watching his mug (it was actually Mitch's, but the only clean one of his was one (Y/N) had gifted him and he really couldn't handle any more reminders right now) slowly fill with plain, black coffee.

"Is everything okay?"

A tick appeared in Harry's jaw as Mitch insisted. Why couldn't everyone just leave him alone? Did everyone forget who he was when he wasn't playing puppy to a girl who didn't even love him enough to defend him? "'M fine."

"Is (Y/N) okay? It's just that you're usually with her aft—"

"We got into a fight, okay! That's what happened!"

Frustration bubbled up in Harry's system, he wasn't able to hold it back anymore at the sound of (Y/N)'s name. The hurt that was filling his heart started to burn in his chest, singeing his lungs and crackling smoke into his head. Despite the water that filled his eyes, it only spurred on the blaze in his chest. Behind the outburst, Harry was nothing more than just plain hurt over the night. It was never about what (Y/N) said, it was about what she didn't say.

"Oh," Mitch breathed, finally settling on the couch cushion now that he felt the fire of the dragon behind him. "A-Are you guys okay?"

Harry felt like a deflated balloon at the question, his shoulders sagging as he feebly reached for the cup of coffee. "I don't know," he mumbled, hoping Mitch heard so he wouldn't have to repeat himself.

In slow steps, Harry exited the kitchen with Evie trailing behind him, trying to weave between his steps as she usually did. Mitch stopped him as he fixed his position on the couch, sitting on the edge with his elbows on his knees and his chin in his palm. Surprise was evident on his friend's face, raising his brows and coloring his gaze in with sympathy.

"You guys never fight."

Harry couldn't help but let out a humorless laugh at the statement. "I know." The words were bitter on his tongue. At least he knew one thing.

"Can I ask what happened?"

A long sip of coffee created a lag time in Harry's answer. He dropped his gaze to his feet, pretending to be focused on Evie wiggling her way between in purring steps.

"No."

With that, Harry left the living room and back to the cave he was calling his room. Evie was his only companion as he locked the door behind him. He took measured steps towards his bed, sitting down on the edge with his eyes trained on the floor like he was ready for it to split open and explain to him what he was feeling and how to fix the mess that was made the night before.

He didn't understand the hurt in his chest, the rain cloud that was dampening his thoughts and demeanor. He hadn't felt hurt like this in so long, used to the thick, tattooed skin he had developed to protect him from this kind of pain. He wasn't hurt over what was said to him, he expected (Y/N)'s parents to start something with him. The only reaction they could elicit from him was momentary anger that burned out as fast as it started, but even then, the only thing they could do to provoke him was question his devotion to (Y/N) or try to beat her down as they did when she was growing up. What he was really hurt over was (Y/N)'s reaction—or lack thereof.

While navigating through the confusion that was the hole in his chest and the feeling of inadequacy floating through his system, waves of guilt followed afterwards that only interrupted his processing. When they got back to her apartment last night, things had gotten out of hand, he knew that. He took note of the small tears that had gathered in her eyes and the trembling of her hands. Seeing her upset and crying was heartbreaking for Harry, there was never a time he wanted to see her less than completely happy and filled with joy, especially if he had anything to do with it. But, he was just so upset.

He was so upset that it took bits of his rationality and painted them in red. While he wasn't completely blinded with rage (he would never allow her parents to win like that), the roar was just enough in his chest that he needed to let it out before it consumed him. The entire drive home allowed him to cultivate the angry words that left his mouth, backed by the insecure thoughts that gave them a standing in Harry's head. But a mandatory after effect of what transpired was the guilt that now followed him.

He put all of himself into loving (Y/N), every part of his world was consumed by her, and he wouldn't have it any other way, but maybe that's why it hurt so much. The hurt that washed over him like cold rain and the guilt that burned at his skin. It was a shift to his axis when he had to heard such biting words about his relationship and have his other half just let them go, and he didn't know how he was supposed to get over it for the second time.

It wasn't a secret that (Y/N) had a hard time standing up for herself, but it was more than discouraging and, overall, heartbreaking to watch her sit there, silent while he had to put everything in himself to defend not only him but their relationship. He was sure there were things from her childhood he would never know nor understand, with parents like her's it became second nature to keep secrets and she'd hold onto them for as long as she felt she had to, so he knew he couldn't blame her completely. But, that didn't mean it hurt any less. He had hoped that he had been able to build her up just enough to give her some confidence against them. He even hoped that maybe her love for him might be enough to overcome some of that fear.

He hoped that he would be enough to earn her fight. But, maybe that was something else he would have to work on—being enough for her to want to protect their love the way he did.

That's why he couldn't find it in himself to call or text just yet. He could barely make it out of bed on his achy muscles and stiff bones, let alone go over to the scene of the crime. He needed to figure out what he was feeling before he allowed his emotions to explode the way did in front of her (obviously, shouting got him nowhere but with shards of his broken heart poking into his chest and a cold bed waiting for him). He needed to devise a proper apology that would be enough to wipe her tears and quell the hurt he was sure he left in her, and tamp out the guilt that resided in himself.

So, he planned on waiting. He'd wait until he knew no one would get hurt.

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"Have you heard anything?"

(Y/N) tearfully shook her head, her unwashed hair falling into her face. "No."

Sarah tossed her the same apologetic glance that might as well have been her resting expression with the way it seemed to be the only one she could muster for the last twenty-four hours. "Maybe you should give him a call? He might be waiting on you."

She shook her head again, no longer trying to conceal the tears that threatened to spill over her waterline for the umpteenth time that day. "H-He doesn't want to talk to me, Sarah. You should have seen the way he looked at me when we were fighting. He b-barely told me he loved me before he left."

"He was just frustrated, (Y/N), I promise you he still loves you."

Those words had become familiar in the time (Y/N) had to stew over what happened. She only shook her head, glossing over what she perceived as empty reassurance and instead spiraling further into the murky water that dredged down her thoughts. "I th-think"—she cut herself off with a shaky breath, unsure if she was ready to hear these words out loud—"...Wh-What if we broke up?"

Sarah's jaw dropped, shocked that (Y/N) would ever come to that conclusion. "Oh my god, (Y/N), no, he would never break up with you!"

"Then, why hasn't he called?!" The outburst came broken on her tongue, already torn apart and stitched together with the amount of times she's asked herself that question.

(Y/N) watched through distorted vision as Sarah offered her a quiet I'm sorry, the mantra that had filled the last day. Her friend continued to prattle off the list of self-care things they could do in an effort to make (Y/N) feel better, but there was only thing she could think about.

Had she really caused the love of her life to fall out of love with her?

She replayed the night a thousand times, still not even registering what had been said around her, but knowing there were plenty of places to jump in and defend the relationship she held so near to her heart. Harry made it so easy to feel protected and comforted, that she hadn't thought about the protection he might want.

Had she really ruined the one thing in her life that made her truly happy?

"Maybe that'll help you feel a little better?"

Sarah's words pulled (Y/N) from the self-deprecating tangent her thoughts were turning into. She wiped her tears and scrubbed the trails from her cheeks.

(Y/N) nodded her head with an unconvincing smile. "Yeah, maybe."

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Harry pretended like he didn't notice the stares from the boys at the shop when (Y/N) didn't make her typical lunchtime appearance with the packed lunch she usually made for him on Mondays. He went about his business like he wasn't the smallest bit disappointed, but he knew he couldn't be upset. If he wanted to see her, he needed to reach out to her.

This was now day two since the infamous dinner and following argument. It was the longest he hadn't heard from her since they started dating almost a year ago. Even with the space and time, he still hadn't figured out what to say to her, what would make everything better. Mitch had tried to press him for more information before Harry left for the shop that morning, but he was quickly blown off before Harry rushed out the door with a scowl on his face. He felt lucky with his full book for the day, finding it much easier to focus on something else entirely than the weekend from Hell he'd just barely made it out the other side of.

It was when his scheduled lunch time came around that he couldn't escape the thought of her. He holed himself up in his darkened office, hiding from the prying eyes of his co-workers and the useless chatter from regulars that asked him about that "pretty girl" he'd been seeing. The hardest part about those questions was that he didn't know the answer; he didn't know how she was.

"Mate, your two-thirty is here. Do you want me to check them in?" Niall's call through the door made Harry jump in his seat. He had been slumped in the cushions of his couch, trying to figure out if the hole in his stomach was from hunger or guilt.

"Yeah, y'can check them in," Harry grumbled, running a heavy hand through his hair before letting out a deep sigh. He curled into himself, putting his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. He tried to remember what this appointment had even requested during their consultation, but none of his thoughts were in order.

"Harry?" Niall called again after a beat of silence.

With his head still in his hands and eyes closed, Harry called back, "Yeah?"

"Is everything okay?"

Another question Harry didn't know the answer to. "Yeah, 'm fine," he answered nonetheless.

Another moment passed, Harry figuring Niall had run off to check in his client like he'd said until another, much quieter question sounded through the door. "Can I come in?"

He wanted to tell him to go deal with the client like he said, to give him just one more second of solitude before he would have to surround himself with everyone that wasn't the one person he wished he was with. But, the longer he went keeping everything inside, the harder it was to function. Harry couldn't help the small smile the formed at that thought; (Y/N) really had touched every part of his life, made him a better, softer man.

"Yeah," Harry answered, sitting up straight to look a little more put together when his friend entered. Niall peeked around the open door, gauging the state of his boss before crossing the threshold and closing the door behind him. "What did y'need?"

"Are you sure everything's okay, H?" Niall pressed, sounding a lot like Mitch with the matching sympathy in his voice.

"Yeah," Harry brushed off, shrugging his shoulders, "Jus' a long day and everything, that's all."

Niall rolled his lips between his teeth for a moment before flicking his gaze around the otherwise empty office. The space was void of (Y/N)'s schoolbag and shy demeanor, the only remnants of her being a small scrunchie on Harry's desk and the blanket she frequented when she'd visit Harry while he closed.

"Would that have anything to do with the fact that (Y/N) isn't here?"

Harry grew stiff at the mention of her name. He wasn't used to Niall speaking of her in anything more than a teasing manor, always egging Harry on for details of their relationship or poking fun at the fact that it seemed he would rather die than call (Y/N) by anything but a sweet pet name. He didn't like the sound of it coming out in a soft, tip-toed question that Niall was more than reluctant to ask.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Niall pressed again after absorbing Harry's silence.

He thought he was ready to spill some of his feelings about the weekend, but now faced with that question, Harry thought better of that choice. "No."

Niall's gulp was practically audible in the silence of the room, Harry standing from his spot on the couch to go out and greet his client. Niall stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay if you guys broke up, I just want to make sure you're okay an—"

"We didn't break up!" Harry snapped, a visceral reaction at even the mention of ending his relationship with (Y/N). Sure, he was upset and confused after this weekend, but there wouldn't be anything that could make Harry question his devotion to (Y/N) or make him even consider breaking up with her.

Niall held his hands up in surrender, backing away as he let Harry pass. "Okay, I'm sorry, you just seemed really upset. I won't ask again."

Harry only let out a labored breath through his nose, needing to get out of the now suffocating room. The weight of Niall's words was too much to stand in the same space as them. He was lucky he'd had a reputation of being a bit of a grump, it made it much easier to get away with the scowl on his face as he exited into the main parlor area. There was no way he was going to be able to muster anything even close to a smile as Niall's words rang in his ears.

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Wednesday had rolled around with no communication from Harry. (Y/N) had gone to class for the last three days with more than enough distractions to keep her zoned out in the middle of lecture. She was already really bad about paying attention in class when she was tired, never learning her lesson that those extra five minutes in the morning really didn't make a difference, but there was now exhaustion lining her entire form. Her swirling thoughts about her relationship had kept her up for the majority of the night for the past four days in a row.

She was just happy she didn't have to go to the library that night as she drove home, unused to not having Harry in the driver's seat as he let her flip through his playlists to sound through the speakers. She noticed Mitch's car as she pulled into her complex, trying not to get her hopes up that for some reason Harry had to borrow his car in order to come see her again. No matter how hard she tried to fend off that hope, something in her still shattered when she saw it was, in fact, just Mitch coming by to see Sarah.

"Hey, (Y/N)," he smiled, offering a greeting wave from his spot in the kitchen with Sarah as they heated up something in the microwave.

"Hey," she peeped, brushing passed the sight of the happy couple in favor of the safety of her room.

With the door closed behind her, she allowed herself one vulnerable moment after such a long day. (Y/N) collapsed onto her bed, bag and shoes forgotten by her door as she curled into a ball on the bedding that smelled too much like Harry to effectively forget him.

This was heartbreak, wasn't it? It was everything that made love so worthwhile, but turned sour and bitter. While before, everything reminded her of him with a rose-tinted view, those same things now seemed bleak and blue. She wanted to be around him in the most self-destructive way, knowing that she would only be hurt the second she laid eyes on him. Her heart fluttered but in the most painful way when she remembered the way he said her name—and the way he didn't, having dubbed her so many wonderful pet names that made it that much easier to fall in love with him. The large stuffed bunny he gifted to her on Valentine's was now only a course reminder of what she missed most: her soft place to land in Harry's arms, the comfort in his hold.

Everything she loved now broke her heart in ways she was afraid couldn't be fixed.

A hallow rumble came from her stomach, reminding her of the breakfast she skipped. She didn't really want to eat, not wanting to leave the safety of her room for something as trivial as toaster waffles, but she knew Sarah would be upset with her if she didn't eat something. She changed into some comfortable clothes, making a point not to brush over the tattoo on her ribcage that would only serve to prick tears into her eyes. Shaking out her hair from the loose bun that kept her hair up, (Y/N) left her room to find Sarah and Mitch whispering on the couch before Mitch's eyes widened when he caught sight of her. Immediately, the hushed conversation ceased as she came into the room.

No doubt were they piecing together their sides of the breakup she couldn't even face.

"How have you been, (Y/N)? I haven't seen you in a while." Mitch turned in his seat, offering (Y/N) a soft smile she wouldn't have been able to catch the sympathy in if she hadn't been so accustomed to the sight for the past few days.

"I'm okay, busy with school and all. What about you?" (Y/N) absently began getting out her rudimentary meal of a pair of toaster waffles, indulging in the chocolate chip kind that Harry usually kept her from in the mornings so she wouldn't have a sugar crash in the middle of the day.

She deflated at the thought. Harry always took such great care of her.

"I'm good, I'm good," he answered, nodding his head as he looked over her with a gaze gentle enough she figured he was afraid to look at her for too long. "Miss seeing you around the house."

A sad smile colored (Y/N)'s features. She knew he was just trying to be nice, but she'd really rather not hear something like that. "Yeah," she sighed, quickly turning away before he could catch the way her bottom lip trembled.

She moved robotically as the pop of the toaster was enough to direct her though her next motions. As she dressed the slightly soggy waffles in a thin layer of peanut butter, something Harry had gotten her hooked on, when her eyes flitted over the time displayed on the stove. As if on cue, her thoughts circled back to the one place that was hardest to pull out of: Harry.

By now, he would be taking his late lunch at the shop, always wanting to take it as late as he could so the remaining hours of his shift went by faster. Although he was keen enough to plan that all out, he never managed to actually follow through on packing himself a lunch. More often than not, he would either wait for (Y/N) to come by with her own which he would mooch off of, or go down the street to an all student staffed cafe that was never as good as he wanted it to be. (Y/N) had even gotten into the the routine of packing lunches for him when she could, doing her small part to take care of him the way he did her. She hoped that he was eating his own lunch then, having kept up the routine for himself.

"H-Hey Mitch?" (Y/N) called tentatively, her feet lagging as they shuffled over the tile floor. She couldn't go back to her room until she was sure Harry was still taking care of himself, even if he didn't want to hear from her anymore.

"Hm?" he hummed, a bite of his own food in his mouth as he glanced over his shoulder at her.

"Would you,"—she cut herself off as she felt a heat rise to her cheeks, embarrassed to be checking up on someone who had made the choice not to speak to her for just a couple days short of a week—"D-Do you know if Harry has been packing his lunch? He usually forgets, so I've been doing it for him, but o-obviously I'm not right now."

(Y/N) fixed her gaze to her feet, would rather take the view of her sock-clad feet than the pitiful glances she was earning from the couch.

"I don't think he has," Mitch sighed, "But I'll let him know you wa—"

"No, no," she shook her head, "Don't tell him I asked, I don't want him to get upset."

"(Y/N), I think he'd be really happy to hear from you—"

Mitch cut Sarah off quickly, "It's okay, (Y/N), I won't tell him. I'll make sure he starts taking a lunch, though."

An appreciative smile colored (Y/N)'s features. She loved Sarah for all her attempts to make her feel better and encourage her to take the first steps to speak to him, but it was nice to not feel that pressure. "Thank you."

With that, (Y/N) padded back to her room, leaving the pair of them to restart their hushed conversation.

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"Sarah, has (Y/N) been having breakfast before she leaves? She gets sleepy in class if she doesn't and it makes her upset when she can't remember her notes and things."

Harry couldn't look at his friends as he spoke, pretending to be putting the finishing touches on a sketch he'd finished ten minutes prior. He felt a bit pathetic, going through their mutual friends instead of just sucking it up and speaking to her himself.

"I don't think she has," Sarah answered simply, surely taking Mitch's poorly whispered warning about Harry being a bit snappy at the moment.

He let out a sigh at her words, shoulders sagging and grip loosening around the pencil he was holding. He didn't like when she didn't take care of herself like that, it only served to hurt her three times over when she was too tired for class but too anxious to settle down until she reviewed all her notes ten times over to fill in the gaps she missed.

"Would y'remind her, please? I know midterms are coming up, so..."

He caught the way Sarah gave him a sad smile, the kind Mitch was careful not to give when he knew Harry was in a mood.

"I will."

"Thank you." Harry hadn't meant to, but when he paid attention to what he was drawing on the corner of the page, a familiar smile was beaming up at him.

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There was nothing (Y/N) appreciated more than a cancelled class, especially on Fridays, and especially right now. It was like her biology professor somehow heard her prayers and decided to throw her a bone, just this once.

She'd had a hard time focusing in lecture these passed few days, not even just from thoughts of Harry but from waves of sleepiness that needed effort from her to keep from slipping under. Now, it was only eleven in the morning, and she didn't have to close at the library tonight, so she had all the time in the world to mope in her room.

Tomorrow would make a week since she'd seen Harry last.

She was somewhat grateful for the approaching anniversary, the days signifying what she hoped would be the worst of it, leaving her to instead adjust to the new normal. She never thought she would ever have to worry about life after Harry, only with him, so it was a bit of a shock to her system. A broken heart was hard to live with, but she'd read once that it took twenty-two days to form a habit, so she only needed another sixteen days to get used to the feeling before she didn't even notice. Then, she would need to work on not thinking about Harry for twenty-two days, that habit sure to be the hardest to make.

But, she decided she start that journey tomorrow. She wanted just another night with him in her head, the one place she was still allowed to have him.

(Y/N) created a sanctuary in her room, trying to train her body to melt into the mattress the way it did into Harry as she pulled out all the tips self-care twitter accounts recommended. She washed her face and indulged in a face mask (and tried not to think about the time she convinced Harry to do them with her). She painted her nails, taking the care to do all the cuticle work influencers on instagram made videos on (and tried not to think about the countless of times she did Harry's nails to match her own). She mindlessly scrolled through her phone while a familiar movie played on the television in front of her (and tried not to think about the nightly routine she had developed with him where they did just that, but together, before Harry wrapped her in his arms and doted on her with all of his dreamy attention). The guise of self care was enough to make her feel like a person through her heartbreak, but there were no tips to mend a broken heart, only the appearance of one.

She hadn't realized how much time had passed since she holed herself up until Sarah gently knocked on her door.

"(Y/N)?" she called through, "Did you want to come have dinner with me?"

As she stretched, she felt an ache in her bones, limbs stiff like she knew they wouldn't have been if she had been swaddled in the warmth of Harry's hold. But, she couldn't think like that, she had to shake her head to keep from going down that road.

"Yeah, give me a second. Thank you," she called back, swinging her legs over the side of her bed. She ran a hand through her hair, a deep breath filling her lungs before a paced exhale. (Y/N) loved Sarah with her whole heart, her roommate and best friend being one of the best things that ever happened to her, but that didn't mean she was ready for what she knew their dinner was going to consist of.

Since the fight almost a week ago, Sarah had been the one to ask for updates. She wanted to know if Harry had texted or called, and if he did, what it said. (Y/N) had gotten used to the sour taste of the word no as she had to use it every time Sarah asked. She just didn't like the reminder that the love of her life hadn't bothered to text her even once in the past six—almost seven—days. It wasn't like she was going to forget the heavy feeling in her chest, so she didn't need the reminder.

Nonetheless, (Y/N) disentangled herself from her bedding and pulled her hair into a bun on the top of her head. The rest of the apartment felt cold compared to the haven of her room, the hardwood flooring in the living room starting a chill from the soles of her feet that traveled up her spine. Sarah's homemade stir-fry was already doled out into separate bowls for the two of them, a classic girls' night movie queued up on the T.V. in the living room. (Y/N) cracked a small smile at the obvious plans for the night, the same ones Sarah had been smothering her with for a week. It never got old though, the distractions always welcome despite the cliches.

"Thank you," she smiled as Sarah set up what she liked to call their living room picnic with their dinners placed on the coffee table where they would sit on the floor and watch the movie.

Sarah waved her over with a call of C'mon! (Y/N) quickly followed, taking her seat on the fluffy, sage green rug that filled out the space. The routine now familiar, Sarah pressed play on the remote, starting the night as the last few have when (Y/N) wasn't in her room or Mitch wasn't there to gossip. She was grateful for the screenplay being enacted in front of her, the wild night of a bachelorette party being the perfect continuation of the mindless activities she was soaking herself in for the day.

It wasn't until they were a good chunk into the movie, that it no longer served as a distraction. They had reached the low part of the film, where the protagonist, the bride-to-be, received an unsettling text from her fiancé, threatening to halt the entire wedding, when Sarah posed the predicted question.

"So," she started, pushing the few remaining noodles in her bowl around with the tip of her chopsticks, "Have you heard from him at all?"

"No," (Y/N) replied, not even bothering to preface her answer, "Still." A deep sigh punctuated her words, lifting her shoulders before ending in a long decline.

Sarah chewed the inside of her cheek, "Maybe he will tonight, its be—"

"Its been a week, Sarah," she cut her off softly, defeat coating her words, "I think the window for communication closed a little while ago. It's okay." (Y/N) forced a smile on her face, feigning a much lighter tone than the heavy clouds circling her heart.

"I've been talking to Mitch, though," Sarah pressed, finally facing (Y/N) rather than the noodles in her bowl, "And it sounds like Harry is really upset. I think he would be really happy to hear from you."

(Y/N) rolled her lips between her teeth. Unlike Sarah, she kept her eyes on the leftovers of her food. While she wanted so badly to take Sarah's advice at face value, take Mitch's word that Harry was just as beaten up as she was, every time she got close to deciding to call first, she stopped herself. The mini movie of last Saturday planned in her head like a warning, the last scene finding Harry almost too angry to even look at her after he made the choice to sleep alone rather than beside her.

That script still burned in her chest, too much to overlook. Instead, she only nodded her head slightly, taking a page from her parents' book and schooling her features into nothing but easy-to-swallow pleasantry. "I'll think about it."

She already had her mind made up, as it seems Harry did a week ago.

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There was almost nothing that could make her cringe more than the sound of her alarm going off to wake her up for the day, especially when (Y/N) was still so deep in her sleep. Her eyes were squeezed tight, already dreading what she would find when she opened them. (Y/N) blindly reached for her vibrating phone on her nightstand, grabbing the device clumsily in her fist before cracking her eyes open.

The time on the screen read 3:14am, only an hour after the initial time she was able to drift to sleep. Instead of her alarm greying out her screen and giving her the option to snooze like she had pictured in the purgatory between her dreams, it was a series of texts that made her shoot up in bed. Four missed calls were thrown in between the messages, another ten texts hiding behind the most recent one.

All of them were from Harry.

The yellow heart she had picked to float beside his name mocked her as she tried to focus her gaze and still her sleep-shaky limbs. Her trembling thumb pressed on the tile of her texts, the long line rolling itself out over her screen.

Harry💛

Are you awake?

I want to talk, please let me know if you're still awake.

Please answer the phone.

I'm coming over.

Before she could read the rest of the texts, another call came in. Harry's familiar contact picture of him kissing her cheek with a dopey look in his eyes filled her screen with the same haunting yellow heart dotting her vision. Reflexively, (Y/N) pressed the green button, picking up the call before she even really knew what she was doing.

Placing the phone to her ear, she was worried she wouldn't be able to hear anything on the other line with the volume of her heart pounding in her ear.

"Hello?"

"Ba—(Y/N), 'm outside. Can y'let me up? I want to talk to you, please." Harry's plea was stressed, the words heavy under his accent and the grumble in his voice.

(Y/N]) gulped as his request. He was outside, right now?

"I—um—"

"(Y/N), please."

Just like when he has said her name a week ago, another part of her heart broke. Unlike last time, it was from the waver in his voice and the weight of his pleading. Had Mitch been telling the truth that Harry was just as heartbroken as her?

"...Okay," she peeped, barely able to hear her own voice over the sound of her heart in her ears.

"Thank you," Harry sighed, the gratitude shaky.

"I'll be right there," she said, hesitating as she pulled her phone from her ear. They never end phone calls without saying I love you.

Nonetheless, (Y/N) hung up before working herself out of the pile of bedding on her mattress. Her tossing and turning had made a mess of her bed while her anxious habits keeping her room in pristine shape, clean as the day she moved in. She blindly reached for a folded hoodie on the fluffy bench at the foot of her bed. Her socked feet slipped over the wood flooring as she took Bambi-esque steps to the front door, suddenly unsure of her footing in the familiar territory.

As if on auto-pilot, (Y/N) opened the front door, hands shaky as she twisted the lock. Harry was revealed on the other side.

The loose bun he usually wore was now a tight and severe bundle at the nape of his neck. The softened moss of his irises he typically gazed upon her with her left hard and callous, exhaustion edging the jade. This waterline was free of any trace of his signature eyeliner, keeping his gaze clean despite the storm clouds swirling in his eyes. His fingernails were picked the shreds, only small flakes of black still adhered to the nail while his cuticles were red and sore. The pink crewneck she wore to sleep most nights when at his house adorned his torso, the sleeves too-short as they showed off his wrists of tattoos. The bags under his eyes could rival the ink of his tattoos with how dark they were, and (Y/N) swore his cheekbones were more defined and gaunt since she last saw him, highlighted by the unshaven scruff covering his jawline.

"Is that mine?"

Harry's rumbled voice broke the silence that had settled like static between them, his eyes trained on the hoodie covering her body. (Y/N) cast her gaze down her front, a cinch in her brow as she tried to catch up to what he'd asked. Her blind search for something to throw over her sleep shirt brought out a pitch black hoodie with white bow decals running up the sleeves, one she had stolen from Harry after a long weekend at his house. She felt like her lungs were full of air but she was breathless at the same time, the acknowledgment fueling her with enough embarrassment to last her a lifetime.

"Y-yeah," she mumbled, her eyes stuck on her socked feet. When he didn't say anything back, her mind started rattling back and forth. She didn't want to be the first one to bring up the breakup, the first one to make something she didn't want in the first place to become official, but it seemed Harry was going to force her. It was like ripping off a bandaid, she tried to reason with herself, the fast she did it, the faster the pain would subside. "If you came back for your stuff, I-I can get a bag together for you."

She didn't have the courage to face him as she spoke, keeping her gaze still fixed on the ground. She refused to move until Harry said anything, wanting to savor the last few moments with the privilege of wearing his sweatshirt.

"What?" Harry asked, the silence having stretched on for what felt like hours.

(Y/N) rolled her lips between her teeth, her eyes rounding out as she realized she was going to have to be the one to spell it out. She tilted her chin up to face him though her gaze never matched his, sticking to the vining roses that peeked out of the neckline of his own top. "Y-Your clothes and things, did you want them back?"

Harry was quick to shake his head, running a heavy hand over his face. "No, no, I jus' wanted to talk to you."

"Oh," she breathed, silently moving out of the way of the door to allow him to come inside. She guessed she was going to have to sit through the dreaded 'talk' she'd heard heartbreaking stories about first, the pain sure to linger more than she could handle.

Harry walked like a stranger into her apartment. Though he knew exactly where to go, had a favorite cushion on the couch, knew where the cutlery drawer was, and even had a breakfast order from her kitchen (French toast sticks that came from a bag in the freezer because it was the only thing that (Y/N) could manage on the few mornings she was up before him, and a strawberry and banana smoothie), he moved as if he didn't belong. He looked around the space with familiarity, sitting stiffly on the suede of her couch. (Y/N) hesitantly followed, fisting the oversized fabric of his hoodie in her hands for a fleeting sense of comfort.

"What did you want to talk about?" she whispered as she sat beside him (she was really on the other side of the couch, as far as she could get from the hurt while still being on the furniture). He gave her the gentlest deadpan look she thinks only Harry could manage. "Right."

"Are y'okay?" Harry asked, his question mumbled through the weigh of his accent and the gravel edging his tone.

(Y/N) couldn't help but tear up as soon as she processed what he said. She was quick to look away, towards her lap where her hands couldn't even muster any anxiety-soothing motions. "You know you can't ask me that," she teared up, voice watery.

"Dar—"

"No, y-you know its not fair since you already know what I'm gonna say." She rushed her words as much as she could, needing to get them out before her voice gave out. There was no fight in her, only dread for the inevitable end she saw.

"If it makes y'feel any better, I have the same answer."

In a weird, guilt-inducing way, it did make (Y/N) feel better. Maybe she wasn't the only one replaying that night over and over hoping she could just fix it all and wake up in bed beside him.

She didn't know what to say to him, instead keeping her gaze on her limp hands. She inspected her cuticles like they would talk for her, hopefully soften the blow. It wasn't until a larger, tattooed hand reached into her line of sight and took ahold of her own was she broken from the swirling drain of her thoughts.

"(Y/N), look at me." Harry's voice was low between them, his fingers filling the gaps between hers.

She thought that maybe with the distance, she wouldn't immediately listen to every suggestion that came from his soothing voice. Distance really did make the heart grow fonder it seemed, as she lifted her chin to match his gaze, even if the distance was a chasm full of doubt and fruitless yearning.

"(Y/N)," he stressed her name, one of the handful of times she'd heard the word fall from his lips, "I'm sorry."

His hand pulsed around her's as she froze. She wasn't sure how to take his apology, but she knew, no matter the context, the tears filling her sensitive eyes were warranted.

"Wh-What?" her voice was only a peep between them, broken by her tears.

With his hand tightening around hers, his other filled with his chin as he settled his elbow on his knee, Harry began to run his thumb in soothing motions over hers. "'M so sorry, for getting upset at dinner, for shouting at y'after, and for every day that we didn't talk. 'M sorry for everything, but especially for making y'upset."

He made a point to bring their joined hands up to her cheek, wiping away a salted tear that had made its way over the tender skin.

"H-Harry," she whined, not trusting herself to get out anything other than his name.

"Oh, c'mere," Harry cooed, abandoning the hold on her hand only to sweep her up by her hips into his lap.

His strong hold wrapped around her middle, the secure grip of his hands spanning over her back being a comforting weight. (Y/N) buried her face into the crook of his neck, her legs tight around the wedge of his hips between her thighs to keep him close to her. Her own arms were looped around his neck, nails clawing into the heavy fabric of his hoodie over his back. Her tears fell in rivlets as her waterline was quickly flooded over, creating a wet patch on his top.

"I know," Harry cooed to her, voice heavy in his throat, "I know, darling. 'S okay, 'm right here." She felt one of his hands travel over her back, settling on the back of her head in a reassuring weight to keep her tucked into his neck.

"D-Did we break up?" she sobbed into his neck, her hold around him tightening at the strength of her cries.

Barely a second passed before Harry could be felt everywhere around her. His arms around her had tightened and his lips were pressed harshly against her hair in a kiss. "God, no. Never, ever, okay? Would never be able to get by without you, I promise."

His words seemed to only spur on her tears, her breath coming in erratic puffs through waves of tears. She felt so relieved that it almost hurt her bones to release the tension they'd been holding for a week. They hadn't broken up, they never would, and she trusted Harry to keep that promise.

"I-I'm so sorry, H-Harry,"

"'S okay, yeah? Don't wor—"

"No," she cried, voice thick as she pulled back from the sanctuary of his body. Harry gently trailed his fingers over her features, wiping remnants of tears in reassuring strokes. A sheen that matched her own tears glazed over his eyes, just enough that (Y/N) questioned if she was only seeing him through her tear-distorted view or he was fighting off tears. "I'm really sorry, Harry. I'm sorry for n-not defending you, and-and making you sit there thinking I don't love you as much as you love me. I-I promise I'm going to work on talking to them, if-if not for me, for you—to defend you and our relationship. I don't want you t-to feel like you have to do that f-for the rest of your life. I'm always gonna pick you."

Though she was a bit nasally and had to speak around the lump in her throat, (Y/N) was proud of her apology. She was proud of herself for getting out how she really felt, and acknowledging Harry's own hurt instead of internalizing it all and drowning herself in it. She was going to keep true to her word, she would make sure that if they ever had to face her parents again, it would be as a team and not with her left behind Harry as her shield.

"Darling," Harry crooned, voice thick and rumbling through his chest, "Thank you." A small smile spread over his lips, wide enough that (Y/N) could see it through her tears that were slowly moving into happy drops. "That really means a lot, you know that? I know y'can't help being scared of them, especially when they're upset, so that means the world to me that you're willing to go up with me if we ever have to do that again. I wouldn't mind being a team with y'for the rest of m'life."

It was more than comforting to hear the return of her pet names and his gentle hands cradling her body. The cherry on top was the way he dipped her head down and planted an affectionate kiss on her cheek. (Y/N) swears she could have melted at the contact, finally having a dose of what she had been craving for a week. She twisted her head, wanting to capture his lips in a real kiss, needing that extra taste of him to know it was real.

But, Harry's steady hand stopped her with his palm on her cheek. He let out a breathy laugh before he shook his head, gently nudging his nose against her's. "'M not done yet, angel. Let me finish, then we'll kiss all y'want." Before she could puff out a pout at his tender rejection, Harry pressed a rewarding kiss to her cheek again.

"I've got to get my 'I'm sorry's out, too," he prefaced, a somber look taking his features, "'M sorry for yelling at you, first of all. I was frustrated, but I know I should have dealt with that differently. I should have talked to y'jus like we are now, yeah?" His thumb on her cheek grazed her cheekbone as he peered into her eyes. (Y/N) gave a small nod, agreeing with his offered question. "'M sorry for not doing that, angel. I never want t'make y'upset, and that's all that ended up getting done. And I shouldn't have started an argument with your parents like that, I know y'wan—"

A cinch furrowed (Y/N)'s brow as she shook her head. "Don't be sorry for that, they deserved it. And more probably."

A bubbling laugh rumbled from Harry's chest. A bright smile covered his features, "I was kinda hoping you'd say that, cause I really wasn't too sorry for that one."

"Good," (Y/N) cemented, "Don't be."

"But, 'm still sorry for waiting so long to see you again." He seemed the most apologetic for this one, dropping his gaze from her's despite how highly he valued eye contact with her. "I-I was just worried I wasn't going to be able to fix things with you, and I was still upset about how the night turned out. I shouldn't have waited so long to even jus' text you, though. Sarah called me a couple hours ago, telling me how y'were telling her that we"—a shaky breath cut him off, this time (Y/N) sure that there were tears in his eyes he was keeping at bay—"That we had broken up. I realized the longer I waited, the more I would have to fix. Never really planned on fixing your broken heart, only planned on keeping it full and happy, you know that?" He pet his thumb at her cheek, "Didn't wanna sleep alone again, either. I need m'little lovebug to keep me safe while I sleep."

"I need you, too," (Y/N) reciprocated, shifting her hold on him to settle her palms on either side of his jaw. She flitted her gaze over his face, the one that had infiltrated her dreams and almost all of her waking thoughts. Gosh, had she missed him.

"What?" Harry hummed from his position looking up at her.

"Nothing," she shook her head, "Just love you. Missed you, so much."

"I missed y'more, darling. Never doing that ever again, promise. Gonna be stuck with me for the rest of your life."

(Y/N), now less tear-soaked and flustered with the need to make things better, processed the way they had been talking about the rest of their lives, always under the pretense of being with one another. A warming glow raised to her cheeks, heating her skin under Harry's hand.

"That doesn't sound so bad."

Her favorite half-smile quirked his lips, only a single dimple denting his cheek. "If you're gonna talk like that, gotta be ready to kiss me to prove it."

She didn't have even a moment of hesitation before she dipped her head down and caught his lips in the kiss she had been craving for seven days. It felt real in that moment, the first taste of his lips against her's meaning it was finally over. She was with him again and promised to never leave her side. Harry always kept his promises.

Her chest was pressed flush against Harry's as he kept her close, enveloping her in everything him as she fell into his kiss. He slotted her bottom lip between his two, taking control and guiding her through the kiss just as she had been missing. Pent up emotion stained his tongue as he swept it over the pillow of her lip, the sweetened aftertaste after a week of being apart and thinking the worst had happened. The tips of (Y/N)'s fingers lingered in the curls bordering his hairline, her nails catching as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth in gentle strokes against hers. A sighed moan exhaled through his nose, the noise content and used as fuel to spur (Y/N) on.

She adjusted herself on Harry's lap, wanting to feel closer to him than the layers between them would allow. As she rolled her hips over his, (Y/N) felt a bump brush against her core. A shudder ran up her spine at the contact, not expecting what she felt.

"H-Harry," she breathed against his mouth, his name melting between their lips and shared on their tongues.

"Hm?" he hummed, his hand on her hip squeezing in acknowledgment.

She broke from his kiss, only for Harry to shift his lips down to her neck in smears of affection. "Ar-Are you?" she subtly dropped her hips lower over his, feeling the bulge against her just as before, if not having grown from her moments of attention.

He huffed a laugh against her skin, his hand on her cheek traveling from her face to brush her hair from her neck. "Sorry," he mumbled, her voice warm and thick, "Can't help it, jus' love you so much." She felt a blush further heat her skin at his shameless honesty. She was sure he could tell with the way he smiled into her neck before retracing his trail back to her lips. "Can y'blame me? Got y'in m'lap again after a week of not even seeing you. Would be crazy if I didn't wanna be close to you."

(Y/N) couldn't deny that she had missed him in that way, also. It wasn't as prevalent as the emotional turmoil she had been in, but now presented with the opportunity right in front of her (or under her, technically) she couldn't ignore the need to be close to him that sparked in her tummy. She liked that thought, being as close as she could physically get to him after the week they were so harshly separated.

Instead of diving into the kissing the way Harry prompted with the wet kisses he left on the corner of her mouth, (Y/N) pulled back. She gazed at him through the frame of her lashes, hands bundling his sweatshirt in her fists over his back. "Can we go to my room?"

A smug smile took Harry's features. He lent back against her couch, looking up at her with his dimples on display and his eyes scanning over her features through a different lens. "And what are we gonna do there?"

She slumped into his chest, a pout puffing at her already kiss-swollen lips. "Don't make me say it, please."

"Alright, alright," Harry easily relented, already wrapping his arms tightly around her middle and hiking her up higher on his lap. He shifted his grip to hold her just under the thick of her thighs, keeping her steady with her legs wrapped around his waist as he stood from the couch. She clung to him as Harry took careful steps towards her bedroom, "Jus' wanted to see if anything had changed over the last week."

Once in the dark of her room, he popped her down in the middle of the mattress. The bedding fluffed around her as a bubbly laugh left her lips from his playful attitude. Harry followed after her only a second later, crawling over the expanse separating them as (Y/N) absently spread her legs to accommodate him between them. She made a point to pull her Valentine's bunny he'd gifted to her from the sheets, tossing it over the side of the bed in anticipation of the way she knew Harry would sprawl them out over the mattress.

Harry's face cracked into a smile when he saw the plush tumbling off the mattress. "Y'still slept with her?"

(Y/N) shyly nodded her head, "She smells like you, so I just wanted to have that while you weren't here."

Harry's eyes rounded out as he gaze down at her. He scanned over her features with adoration swimming through his irises despite the way something broke when she reminded him of their time apart. With one hand stationed beside her head, delicately playing with the escaped tendrils of hair from her bun, and the other pressed with his palm against her cheek, he absolved to continuing his mission of kissing her through the night.

Despite the playful air they had walked into when they entered her room, the moment had melted away to reveal only tender feelings. She keened into his kiss, working his hair free from the sloppy bun on the back of his neck to slip her fingers through the curls. A familiar, rewarding moan left his lips and fanned across hers when she gave a small tug to the roots.

A loose, satisfied smile was felt against her lips, "Y'know how much I like that, huh?" Harry's voice was a grumble into her mouth, thick and heavy in the intimacy of the moment. (Y/N)'s own features curled into a bashful smile, Harry rearing back just far enough for the tip of her nose to brush his. She nodded her head with her bottom lip trapped under her teeth. "Y'jus' know me s'well, yeah? 'S like we're meant to be."

She knew he was teasing, the light in his eyes enough to give him away, but (Y/N) was still feeling sensitive. The last week and the apology on her couch was overwhelming for her, she just wanted him to be happy—especially with her—so to hear those words, even as a joke, was enough to make her feel more emotional than she's sure he intended.

With her hands in his hair, she brought him back down to press her lips against his. She hooked her leg around his hip, tucking his body up against hers. A whine threatened to build in her throat over the layers of clothing between them, putting far too much of a distance separating her from the person she considered her home.

Harry pulled back from her kiss with a wet sound, lips slick and swollen. "Y'okay?" he breathed, pupils blown wide.

"Uh-huh," she hummed, absently moving her hips upwards against his straining arousal, "I-I miss you."

"'M right here, angel, 's okay. What do y'need from me?" The grind of his hips against her's drew a moan from his throat. The sound was muffled by the way he hurriedly pressed his lips to her, the taste of his voice passing through her lips.

(Y/N) pulled at his sweatshirt, "I want this off, please."

She could feel his smile against her lips, a smug curl of his mouth that seemed to be his resting expression ever since she got him in her bed. "Only after we get your's off, angel. Then, we'll worry about me."

Harry slipped his hands under her top, his palms skimming over her sides and warming her skin in ways she hadn't realized she missed until then. The whole week she hadn't realized how cold she was without him, inside and out. Now, with his hands running over her body, rucking her shirt up and pulling both her borrowed hoodie and top over her head, she was so inexplicably warm and flushed. That's what it felt like to be home.

Her top half was left bare, exposed nipples peaking from the cool air before Harry trailed his lips down her front. A string of wet kisses was placed between the valley of her breasts, a mumbled praise being smeared against her skin that she couldn't quite understand (she thinks he said something along the lines of how much he missed her body, and how pretty she was). His palms were placed on either side of her ribs, thumbs running along the curved underside of her breasts.

"This still m'spot, baby?" he mumbled, lips never leaving her skin as he moved over to her ribcage. The delicate tattoo he had designed was imprinted on her skin, the pad of his finger running affectionately over the pink flower sprig.

"It's a-always yours," she stuttered, feeling hypersensitive as he placed a harsh kiss over the design. Only a hair away from her tattoo, he started sucking a bruise onto her skin, a second mark of his.

"Jus' like you, right? Still mine?"

It wasn't uncommon for Harry to push for her to tell him how much she loved him and how she was his, but (Y/N) couldn't help but feel like there was something deeper with this one. Maybe it was the way his lashes brushed her skin in a butterfly's kiss, the way she was finally feeling his kiss after a week, or the longing in his voice. But, she knew he meant it, like he was really seeking her answer.

"I'm yours, I'm yours, I love you," she breathed, her chest heaving under his attention.

"I love y'more, angel, s'much more." His kiss traveled from her tattoo, to the peak of her breast.

He took her nipple in his mouth, laving his tongue over the peak before pulling back with a wet sound. He gave her breast a sweet kiss before moving onto its twin, repeating his motions. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her sleep shorts, he continued his trail down her body. The cotton of her shorts slid down her body, her underwear moving along with the bottoms to leave her bare for Harry.

When he was finished, her clothing now a pile on her bedroom floor, Harry sat back on his heels between her legs. The span of his hands warmed her thighs, the chipped black paint on his fingernails shining in the romantic glow of her fairy lights around her room. His eyes glazed over as he took in her form, wonder glinting in his irises as he scanned over and catalogued every detail.

"You're so beautiful, you know that?" He was breathless as he spoke, voice low between them in the quiet of her room. "'M so lucky y'love me."

Despite the vulnerability she felt with his attentive eyes tracing over her body, his words further tugged at her heartstrings. (Y/N) reached down, grabbed at Harry's hands on her thighs and filled the gaps between his fingers with her own. "I'll always love you. Promise."

The tears that infiltrated her eyes dripped into her words, wavering her speech just the smallest bit. Harry's grip on her hands pulsed, his jaw locking as he matched her eye contact. Maybe it was the lights draped from her ceiling, but the reflection in his eyes mimicked the tears in her own. He was much better at concealing his vulnerability than (Y/N), but she still caught him. She liked to think that she was the only one that got to see him so close to the edge like that, that she was the only one able to draw it out.

Instead of voicing his water-logged thoughts, Harry instead returned to his home against her body. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, hands spanning over her back and pressing her even more tightly against his still clothed body. Urgent kisses were smeared against her lips, slick with spit and everything he didn't trust his voice to say evenly. Despite the distraction he offered, (Y/N) couldn't help but be bothered by one small detail.

"You—," she breathed as she moved her face to cause Harry's kisses to trail over her cheek, "You said after I got undressed we-we'd worry about you."

She was hyperaware of the fact his hands were running heated paths over her body but she had no access to feel him the way she wanted. He was still bundled up in his crewneck and sweatpants, the fabric brushing against the soft skin of her innerthighs and skimming over her bare intimacy.

A breathy laugh was fanned over her jaw, Harry's smile felt against her skin, "I did say that, didn't I? Thought I might be able to get away with some kisses before, but you've caught me."

He sounded much more composed than when she had last seen him, backing to the loving playfulness he stepped into her bedroom with. He reluctantly pulled away from her, leaving (Y/N) cold atop her baby pink bedding as Harry kneed his way off her bed.

His strip show was anything but graceful, more rushed and clumsy than even the first time they had slept together. His clothes made a matching pile beside her own, (Y/N)'s an uncharacteristic black from her borrowed hoodie with Harry's the pastel-hued collection in his yearning for her. It was nice to see a small representation of their reconciliation, his things distributed around hers; even the visual of watching him tug his top off by the collar with her angel wings acting as the backdrop made her heart race. He came back to her. She had her home back.

Harry eagerly crawled back between her legs, his cock heavy and hard between his legs. He wasted no time in settling between her thighs, tummy against her bed and face just a breath away from her puffy mound. (Y/N) shivered at the feeling of his curls tickling the inside of her thighs, his nose skimming her lips as a heady exhale fanned over her slit. Her hands shook as she cradled them to her chest, her heartbeat thrumming in her rib cage. Despite the way she clenched as he placed a kiss to the very top of her pussy, above her clit but close enough she felt the pressure of his lips, that wasn't what she wanted.

"Wait, wait," she breathed, slipping her fingers underneath his where they gripped her thighs, "I want you."

A ghost of a smile was felt against her skin, Harry's lip ring a cool point of clarity, "Y'have me, darling, 's okay."

"No, no," she shook her head, tugging on his hands with her own, "I want you. I don't want to wait, I just want you. I want to be close to you, please." Her voice came in a beg, not quite realizing how much she needed him until she heard it out loud.

Harry allowed her to take ahold of his hands, letting go of his grip on her thighs. He squeezed her hands in his, tattooed fingers flexing between her knuckles. He slowly moved from his spot on the bed, leaving her cold where he had once warmed her with his breath and touch. Settling on his knees at the end of her bed, he looked to her with the usual intensity his eyes contact held, thinly veiling his own vulnerability in the moment.

"Are y'sure?"

(Y/N) couldn't help but crack a smile at him. He was never going to change, always checking in on her in their most intimate moments.

"I'm sure, H. I promise."

It was Harry's turn to relax his features into a smile. He always loved when she promised.

He lent down and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips before releasing her hands. "Let me grab something really quick."

He left her bare on her bed as he rifled through his clothes on the floor, pulling out his sweatpants. (Y/N) watched on as he picked through the pockets before revealing his wallet from the mess of fabric.

"What are you looking for?" she asked, propping herself up on her elbows.

A beat passed before Harry held up a shiny packet he pulled from the depths of his wallet, the familiar packaging bringing a heat to (Y/N)'s cheeks. "This," he finished proudly, already beginning his job of tearing open the foil.

She fell back with a laugh peeping from her chest. "Did you plan on this?" she teased, looking to the ceiling where her cloud shaped lights greeted her.

"Eh," Harry shrugged, a teasing tone to his words as he slipped the rubber over his length and gave a cursory tug to his cock, "Don't think I was expecting this, but I can't say I didn't hope."

"You're so annoying," she laughed as Harry crawled his way back to her, "I was sitting there crying everyday for a week and you were just hoping I'd take you back and sleep with you."

She was joking, she knew Harry had had just as hard of a time as she did, but he made it too easy sometimes to prove she was the more sensitive one when it came to the two of them.

Harry stopped with his hips between her legs, his length pressed against the inside of her thigh and hands on either side of her head. His curls fell around them, acting as curtains to their moment. Despite the way she knew Sarah was just a wall away (hopefully asleep before she could really catch on to how they were making up), seeing Harry above her with the backlight of her twinkling lights and the green of his eyes as soft as moss, it made her feel like it was just the two of them for miles around.

"Y'know I missed you, right? I wasn't jus' thinking about getting y'in bed again." One of his hands that had been bundled in her bedding reached to tug at the hair tie that was just barely keeping her bun intact. Once the strands fell, he ran his fingers gently through, breaking up the knots and brushing against her scalp in tender motions.

"I know," she smiled, the words settling between them as she tucked his own hair behind his ear.

"Do you?" he pressed, his brows downturning as he spoke, "I really mean that. I missed y'so much, angel. I-I didn't know what to do without you, felt so lost. I love being with y'like this, but I need you for more than jus' this."

She felt crazy going between the playful mood he would set between them to then holding tears in her eyes from how much she loved him. The emotional roller coaster she'd been riding since she woke up was taking her down several different tracks with no signal of where they would end up next.

"I love you," she sniffed, looping her arms around his neck to bring him to her.

He felt into her with no resistance, attaching his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. "I love y'more, darling. Always."

(Y/N) kept him locked in the kiss as she melted into the mattress beneath her, dragging Harry down with her. She hiked her legs over his hips, sinking him deeper against her. The weight of his cock pressed into the soft of her thigh, only a hair away from where she wanted him most. She couldn't help the tug she delivered to the baby hairs on the nape of his neck as a shudder racked down her spine as she remembered just how full she felt when she sunk inside her. The pull was enough for Harry to let out a breathy moan, the noise melting into her lips and glazing over her tongue.

He pulled away, leaving (Y/N) with spit slicked lips. He gazed down at her with blown out pupils, taking in each detail of her face. Her breathing deep, chest heaving against his as her breasts brushed against his chest from how close he kept himself to her.

"Are y'ready?" he asked, breathless as he already started slipping one of his hands between their bodies.

"Please."

A small smile cracked at Harry's features before he dropped a kiss to the corner of her mouth. He sighed something against her skin, the words too smeared and distorted that she couldn't quote catch what he said but she figured it was something sweet with the way they dripped against her skin and his fingers affectionately pet through her hair.

Harry guided her through it as he usually did, embedding his hips against hers to keep them wide open. A hiss escaped his lips as he grabbed at the base of his cock, the noise fanning out over her cheek. He nudged the head against her hole, her slick coating over the crown as it made it just that much easier to sink inside. He always took it slow with her on the first thrust, knowing she would need a moment to adjust, but (Y/N) felt like she couldn't wait for the rolls of his hips. She wanted him in her right then; she wanted to feel like he was with her, finally. She needed to know he was finally home with her.

With her legs wrapped around his hips, ankles hooked loosely around the backs of his thighs, she pulled him close. Harry's resistance was kept to a minimum, too transfixed by the whining gasp she let out as he nudged through her snug walls.

"Ang—Fuck, baby, I thought y'wanted s-slow," he groaned, dropped his forehead to rest against her collarbones. He needed both os his hands to stabilize himself above her, his fists bundled into her soft pink bedding on either side of her head.

"I just want you, daddy," she moaned, eyes fluttering closed as he bottomed out. He stilled above her despite the way his heartbeat rattled against his ribcage at her words.

A groan rumbled through Harry's chest, vibrating through his tattooed skin and echoing into (Y/N)'s own bared heart. "N-Not daddy tonight, baby. Jus' me tonight, jus' Harry. Missed y'too much to h-hear anything but my name tonight," he crooned, voice breaking even though he meant his words.

"M-Missed you too, so much," she reciprocated, bucking her hips upwards into her lover's. She was overwhelmed at the feeling of him inside of her. His soft declaration of how he missed her and the way his heart seemed to guide her in a joined beat was all too much for her in that moment.

She was overwhelmed and wanted nothing more than for Harry to stay right where he was. She never wanted him more than an inch away from her again, her body becoming the shelter of which she wanted him to stay. With her arms still looped around his neck, she guided him back to her lips where she caught him in a kiss she had no plans of stopping until she was completely breathless and had no choice but to cut off. It was her this that time desperately licked at the full of his bottom lip, catching on the glimmer of his lip ring and tasting each of the things she missed in his absence.

"Darling—," Harry tried to speak against her lips, but it was no use as he was almost immediately cut off by her lips slotting between his own. Her thighs over hips tensed to keep him there, almost the full of his body completely pressed against her own with the exception of his legs. Harry fought to keep himself from falling atop her as he tattooed fists and straining forearms dug into her mattress beside her head. He struggled to even grind his hips against hers from where he was situation between her tight hold. "(Y/N), baby," he sighed, trying again.

"Hm?" she hummed, the noise pitched and whiny as she followed after his lips, "Come back, H."

He indulged in her request by dropping a hasty kiss to her cheek, not nearly enough to satisfy her but enough to distract. When he pulled back, he finally got a chance to take in her expression that had been hiding behind his closed lids.

She held a glow that was illuminated by the fairylights above them, catching the puff of her kiss-swollen lips and the glimmering tears on her waterline. She looked to him like the cloud shaped lights above him were real and he had somehow taken her to heaven and was an angel, when he was fairly certain that was her. Her lashes fluttered as she focused her glassy gaze on Harry only, nothing else in the room registering. The dip of her collarbone showcased the thrumming of her pulse hammering against the delicate skin.

"C-Come back," she repeated, leaking with vulnerability, "Y-You said you wouldn't leave. Please." The grip of her thighs around his hips emphasized her plea, not allowing Harry to move even if he wanted to. She was a strong little thing when she wanted to be.

He pet his hand through her hair, moving stray baby hairs from her vision and sweeping affectionately over her cheek. "Angel, 'm not," he stressed, "'M not leaving, 'kay? We're good, everything is okay. 'M your's forever, I promise."

Her finger flexed in his hair, her eyes almost completely overfilling with tears. He made quick work of pressing his lips against the delicate skin of her undereyes, catching her tears with his thumbs before they even had a chance to fall. It was hard for him to keep his composure when she looked at him like that, wanting to breakdown just as she did and plead for her to love him and keep him forever. But, he knew, more than anything, that she needed him; he needed to keep her strong the way she needed him to. It was his preferred role, protecting her and keeping her happy.

"See, everything's okay," he smiled at her, attempting to coax her into uncoiling her tensed muscles.

"We're okay," she repeated, her tone breathless. Although he had cleared most of her crystalline tears, her eyes were still glassy as she kept them trained on Harry.

He gently nodded his head, affirming her words. He tried his hand at moving his hips against her's, still painfully aware of the ache between his legs and the snug home he had made inside her. He was still locked in place by the grip of her legs, keeping him from simply even grinding against her.

"But," he started, "I can't really move right now, love. If y'still wanted to do this, I've got to be able to move." He finished with a laugh, reaching his hand from her face to grab at one of her own that was twisted through his curls. She gratefully released the strands and pressed her palm against Harry's, filling the gaps between his fingers.

The whites of her teeth peeked out as she bit at her bottom lip, sheepishly fluttering her lashes when she realized just how determined she had been in making sure Harry didn't leave her. "Sorry," she peeped, unlocking her legs from his hips and butterflying them instead, "Just wanted you close."

"I know, lovebug" he cooed, petting at her cheek with their joined hands, "Ready?"

She turned her face to press a kiss to the back of his hand, "Please."

He made a cursory grind of his hips, testing just how sensitive the rest of her was. She immediately keened into him, the base of his cock having brushed into her clit and nudged the head deep inside her. She melted into the mattress under her, the comforter acting as babypink, sunset-tinted clouds for the angel she was in the light.

"H-Harry," she sighed, eyes falling closed as she waited for more of the pleasure he expertly gave her.

"'M here, I've got you, love." He reared his hips back and sunk inside her, gentle thrusts to part her walls.

He fell into a curated pace, making a point to plant as many kisses as he could in the heat of her skin. He'd tended to refer to their sessions as making love, no matter the context or whatever title she called him, but if there was ever a night where he truly took the time with her to make love, it was now. She laid pliantly under him, a mess of quiet sighs and whines of his name as he sunk inside her in slow and deep strokes. Her hand in his hair brushed through the strands, spurring him on with small tugs at the roots.

"I-I love you," she reiterated, the words dissolving in the dew of their kiss and the heat of the moment.

"I love you, too, gorgeous. S'much. You're m'dream, darling," he cooed, keeping steady despite the emotion that welled in his chest at her feeble affection.

"I'll never w-want anyone, but you, H," she cried, arching her back as he reached a depth in her that had been untouched for over a week, "Please, Harry."

He quickened his pace at her plea, her bed creaking under them with the headboard clacking against her wall. (He really hoped, for (Y/N)'s sake, that Sarah was dead asleep and wasn't able to hear what was happening on the other side of her wall). His breathing was labored as he dotted his lips over her skin. Small sentiments were whispered between the kisses, declaring how much he loved her, how she was all he needed, that there was no one out there for him but the woman who'd cracked his heart only to repair it with her inside.

(Y/N) began meeting his thrusts with small rolls of her hips, driving him deeper with each stroke he delivered through her fluttering walls. Her moans sounded in tandem with the draws her pussy made around his cock, sucking him in each time he bottom out.

"Sensitive, baby?" he questioned, the words slick and dewy between the kisses he fanned over her skin. He already figured her answer with the way she seemed to react to even the vibrations of his voice.

"Uh-huh," she whined, clasping his hand tighter in hers "I-I waited for you, waited for th-this with you—Oh."

"M'good girl," he praised, stamping a kiss to the corner of her mouth, "Waited for me, even though I know y'needed it so bad, huh? Needed to feel good s'bad, but y'still waited for me. M'perfect girl."

A hint of a smile curled at her lips, softening her lusted features. "Al-Always gonna wait for you, Harry. Only feels good when its you."

"'M always gonna be there to make y'cum, love. Always gonna be there to make y'happy." He distracted her by catching her lips in a kiss as he released her hand.

(Y/N) moved her now free hand to join its twin in Harry's hair, indulging in his kiss. With his own free hand, Harry slipped it between their bodies, working its way over the soft skin of her tummy that jumped at the contact. He hushed her gently when she whimpered into his mouth, keeping true to his plan he worked his hand between joined hips. The pad of his thumb made contact with the pearl of her clit, dewy and sticky against his touch.

Her back arched into him, smoothing her breasts against the muscle of his chest. "H-Harry, oh my—"

She was cutoff by another moan falling from her lips, the tight circles he was making around her clit being too much with the help of his thrusts.

"'S okay, love, 'm right here." He kept his voice low as he smeared the words over her cheek, knowing that if he went any louder it would surely break.

The draw of her pulsing walls only tightened into a vice around his cock, keeping him snug inside her. The head of his cock parted her walls with each deep stroke, taking her breath away only for Harry to find it in the exhales that fanned over his neck.

She made the telltale signs of nearing her orgasm. Her chest stuttered under half-breaths she took in, walls pulsing around his cock, and she didn't seem to know any other word than Harry's name. Her hands in his hair racked over his scalp, Harry's own attention being broken by the dull of her nails in his hair. She didn't even seem aware of the way she hiked her legs over his hip, ankle hooking familiarly around his thigh.

"C-Close, love?" he stuttered, needing to stave off his own orgasm until she was satisfied.

"Wan-Want you to finish w-with me. Please, Harry," she begged, his name coming out in a moan he couldn't say no to.

"'M almost th-there love," he mumbled, "What do y'need from me to cum?"

"Ju-Just keep going!" She keened into him, pulling him in for a kiss that capped off the moans that were spilling from her gaped lips.

Harry could taste each call of his name on her tongue, only drawing him closer and closer to the rose-tinted edge that he wanted to join (Y/N) on before the fall. He quickened the strokes of his hips and the rounds of his thumb, each cycle reeling her in closer. The room was filled with the sound of his labored breathing and (Y/N) muffled moans, the air humid with the heady scent of their love. His hips clapped against her dewy skin, his balls heavy as they tapped against her ass with each stroke.

Through his hooded gaze, Harry caught sight of his angels' cinched eyes. The lids were screwed shut, lips left in a soft gape from where she was waiting for him to return. She was close, just a couple more strokes—

"H-Harry, I'm cumming," she cried, tugging him down by her grip in his hair.

Harry pliantly fell into her, already feeling his own bubble begin to burst at the feel of her orgasm flooding around him. He could barely find it in himself to keep up the sloppy pace he had crumbled into, preferring to stay in the warmth of her pussy and it's sucking walls. He wasn't far behind as he listened to her shattered breathing, smile syllables of his name broken up by the intensity of her orgasm. He tried his best to work her through her own as he joined her on the fall over the edge of her cliff he had led her to. The air was threaded with bolts of electricity, scented with rose and their intertwined presence.

"I love y-you," Harry moaned, "S'fucking much."

She looped her arms fully around his neck, keeping him close as she neared her comedown, "P-Please, Harry."

He wasn't even sure what she was begging for, but as soon as he figured it out, he wouldn't hesitate to give it to her. He wanted nothing more than to please her, keep her happy and with him every chance he got. As his hips slowed, becoming too sloppy to continued the even pace, he wrapped the arm that had kept him steady around her waist. He pulled her from the mattress to stay flush against his chest and her back arched in a delicate curve. (Y/N) melted into his hold, shuddering through the very end of her orgasm.

"I-I'm—" she started, only being cut off from an aftershock that wracked through her body.

Harry knew the reaction well, always reveling when he got to see her at this point and wondering what it would be like to take her just a bit farther (but that was for another night). "Too sensitive?" he questioned, already removing his hand from her clit to join the other around her waist.

They joined each other in the come down, embracing one another. A pearlescent bubble formed around them, protecting the moment. (Y/N)'s breathing came in puffs over Harry's shoulder as he buried his face in her neck, the damped curls now finally left alone from her tugging hands. She ran her palms in soothing runs over the planes of his back, emulating the actions he always offered to her in comfort.

A ghost of a smile was felt on her skin before Harry popped up from the home he had made in her shoulder. Adoration colored his gaze, the lily pad of his irises welcoming her in the lush of his love. "We should make up more often if that's what 's gonna be like after," he teased, reaching up to pet back her wild hair.

A pout puffed at her lips, "But I don't wanna fight with you ever again, especially going that long before seeing you again."

Harry adjusted his position between her legs, not seeming to mind the sweat that covered their skin and the filled condom that sleeved his cock, instead moving so he could better hold his angel. His smile stayed soft as he spoke to her, nothing but teasing love tinting his words, "What if we 'made up' after a really nice date, then? That sound better?"

A small smile took (Y/N)'s features, matching his in the tenderness that radiated from the curve, "That works."

Harry let out a breathy laugh at her response, pressing a smiley kiss to her lips. It was supposed to be innocent, juxtaposing the position they found themselves In, but it was (Y/N) who couldn't help herself. Usually she would be more than tired, wrapped in one of Harry's tops and snuggled up to him under the covers. But, she wasn't sure she was ready to be done with him for the night; she wasn't sure she was ready for him to leave her empty.

"What's gotten into m'angel?" Harry joked against her lips, "Was jus' so sweet a second ago, and now I can barely catch m'breath."

She pulled back just the smallest bit. Her eyes were wide and bashful as she gazed up at him, taking a page from his book and nudging her nose in a puppy's kiss against his. "I just," she started, hopes high for how her next words would be perceived, "I missed my daddy, too, you know."

A smug smile took Harry's features, one of his brows quirking over his mischievous eyes. "Yeah? I know he missed you, too. C'mere." (Y/N) couldn't help the sweet peal of laughter that fell from her lips as he rolled them to the side. Harry picked up the thick of her thigh, hooking it over his hip as he fit himself flush against her. "I can show y'how much, if y'wanted."

"Please, daddy."

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Harry felt like the sun as he stood in (Y/N)'s kitchen, shirtless with only his pair of sweatpants over his lower half as he waited for the toaster to ping with the frozen waffles he planned on sharing with the sleeping girl in the other room. He'd been unsuccessful in wiping the smile from his face since he cracked his eyes open only an hour prior. Every memory from the night before was imprinted on his brain.

He was going through another run down of the way (Y/N) repeated her love for him like a mantra, too busy to notice the sound of Sarah's door creaking open.

"Morning, H," Sarah called, walking around him in search for a mug to start brewing some tea.

"Oh, morning," he mumbled, jumping when he noticed her presence.

They worked in silence, Sarah waiting for her kettle to boil as Harry was too caught up in the biography playing in his head from the night before. It wasn't until he'd began spreading peanut butter over the toasted waffles that Sarah spoke again, her gaze fixed on the variety pack of tea bags in her hands.

"So, you guys made up last night?"

"Yeah, thanks for calling last night," he smiled, "We're...Yeah, we're good now." He figured it was best not to get into detail of just how good they were.

Just before the kettle screamed, Sarah plucked it from the stove. She poured the heated water in a cow printed mug, having picked out a lavender colored tea packet for the morning. Harry figured the conversation was over by then, already getting ready to make his own exit as he was eager to wake (Y/N) up and spend the day with her.

"I figured you guys got it all figured out," she started, bursting Harry's bubble as he slowed down his clean up, "I didn't think what I had heard last night was a fight anyway."

She offered a deliberate smile over the rim of her mug, a clever brow quirked. Harry couldn't help but stiffen at her words. He really thought (and hoped, really) that she had been asleep. Sarah leisurely walked back to her room, tea in hand as Harry watched after her.

Now, he just needed to figure out if he was going to tell (Y/N) about this.

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ahhhhh!!!!!!! im super sorry for the long wait on this and I hope everyone likes it and is okay w the way I combined alot fo requests!!!!! thank u sm for taking the time to read this and thank u to all the ppl who sent in requests for this!!!! sorry for any mistakes ofc and if u have any ideas of ur own or just want to talk about anything w this piece or whatever please send me a message!!! thank u!

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imaginesandbandfiction · 2 years

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I can’t believe this is the last Instagram blurb in my Fine Line series! Here is Lights Up.

Masterlist

Step Into the Light

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harrystyles Live on Tour Seattle

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harrystan1 OK WE LOVE A SPARKLE KING

yourinstagram the lights reflected off your sparkles so much. i think i’m blind

harrystyles @/yourinstagram If you’re blind, how are you typing?

yourinstagram @/harrystyles voice to text, duh

gemmastyles This is my favorite look by far!

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harrystan2 @/gemmastyles agreed!

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yourinstagram just live on tour things

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hannahbananaaa I’m gonna miss our tour shenans 😭

yourinstagram @/hannahbananaaa me too :.-(

harrystyles Please get off the roof

yourinstagram @/harrystyles no :D

harrystan1 I can’t believe tour is almost over 😭

harrystan2 @/harrystan1 Me either! I’m gonna miss all the regular content from Harry

harrystan3 are you and Harry dating???

harrystan4 @/harrystan3 you should respect their privacy!

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harrystyles Live on Tour LA I

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harrystan1 He’s serving pride and prejudice

harrystan2 @/harrystan1 OMG Harry as Mr. Darcy 😍

yourinstagram this man is always screaming

harrystyles @/yourinstagram And your point is?

yourinstagram @/harrystyles that you’re always screaming

hannahbananaaa Ok Captain Jack

yourinstagram @/hannahbananaaa he looks like one of the animatronics from the pirates of the caribbean ride LMAO

harrystyles @/yourinstagram @/hannahbananaaa You guys are so mean.

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yourinstagram REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD @/yourbff

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yourbff PLEASE NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN

yourinstagram @/yourbff as long was harry doesn’t go on tour again i’m good

harrystyles @/yourinstagram @/yourbff Hmm…

harrystan1 @/harrystyles @/yourinstagram @/yourbff SIR WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???

harrystan2 I love your sweater!

hannahbananaaa @/yourbff You can fight me for her

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harrystan3 Harry is a lucky man

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harrystan1 the vibes are immaculate

harrystan2 @/harrystan1 And the hair!

yourinstagram good job rockstar

harrystyles @/yourinstagram 😄

harrystan3 @/harrystyles @/yourinstagram The emoji I can’t!!! he’s so cute

harrystan4 @/harrystan3 they’re totally dating!

jefezoff Thanks for a great tour, H!

harrystyles @/jefezoff Couldn’t have done it without you, mate!

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yourinstagram last night on tour :.-(

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yourbff OK UNDERBOOB 👀👀

yourinstagram @/yourbff we love underboob!

harrystan1 HARRY WE SEE YOU

harrystan2 @/harrystan1 He’s a man with taste 😂

yourbrother PLEASE put a shirt on I am BEGGING you

yourinstagram @/yourbrother i am wearing a shirt

harrystan3 Might fuck around and change my user to y/nstan3

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harrystyles Thank you for respecting our privacy as we navigated a new relationship while on tour. This is something I’ve wanted to share for a while now, but for Y/N’s safety it didn’t feel right to do so while we were still traveling. I am looking forward to a few months in LA and finally taking this one out in public!

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harrystan1 I KNEW IT OMG!!!!!

gemmastyles Finally!!! Love you both endlessly 💕

yourinstagram @/gemmastyles Love you too sis!

harrystan2 @/yourinstagram @/gemmastyles SHE CALLED GEMMA SIS I’M-

lizzo Can’t believe you took him off the market @/yourinstagram. Happy for y’all tho!

yourinstagram @/lizzo ty bb!

harrystan2 Imagine Harry holding you like this…

harrystan3 @/harrystan2 Dirty Dancing but with Harry

harrystan2 @/harrystan3 I’M WRITING IT RN

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yourinstagram what he said. jk! H, i am so proud of you for absolutely crushing it 89 times in a row. to the fans, thank you for making every night incredible. this is only the beginning! <3

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highschoolclassmate No fucking way!!! Will you introduce me???

kelsey.hemlock I stood next to Y/N last night and she’s the sweetest!

harrystyles Still salty you skipped the Milan to go sightseeing. But I guess I can forgive you because I love you so much!

yourinstagram @/harrystyles good bc i’m not apologizing!!! take me back to Italy and maybe i will though.

yourinstagram @/harrystyles (love you too)

harrystan1 @/yourinstagram @/harrystyles OMG YOU GUYS ARE THE CUTEST IM HYPERVENTILATING

harrystan2 kill yourself harry deserves better

harrystan3 @/harrystan2 Reported! That is literally so rude we need to respect Harry’s decisions!

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realcube · 3 years

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haikyuu!! boys with a s/o that becomes clingy/affectionate while drunk

characters: kyōtani, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa and bokuto

thank you anon for this marvellous request mwah

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

tw// drinking, suggestive themes, sexual references, swearing

Kentarō Kyōtani

kyōtani was used to having a cool, laid-back s/o who was just as awkward about physical touch as he was

i mean, that’s kinda a part of the reason he liked you so much - so y’all could get over your awkwardness together

so imagine his surprise when his usually level-headed, calm s/o came stumbling out of the club, a blubbering mess and threw themselves into his arms, wailing something about a maths test

THE AMOUNT OF EMOTIONS THAT FLOODED HIS MIND IN THAT ONE MOMENT OMFG ADFGHJKL

he was like ‘omg why are they touching me? i kinda like it- wait are they crying? tf? i ain’t ever seen them cry before- should i help them? lord everyone is looking at us now. so what the fuck do i do- AYE DON’T TOUCH ME THERE’

so he had no choice but to dip with you flung over his shoulder lol

he took you back to your shared apartment and forced you to drink some water and instead of ordering a take-out, he just gave you his leftover burrito which he took to the club smh

it was probably cold

but that was the best he could think of at the time bc he simply needed to shut you up with food bc the alcohol in your system was causing you to become especially touchy, hence resulting in kyōtani getting especially aroused

but the last thing he’d do is fuck you while you’re drunk and i firmly believe that despite the fact kyōtani is a bit of a lout - he still has like a basic moral compass

but i mean if you kept being so damn suggestive then it was gonna be a lot harder for him to resist his urges

you were rubbing him up and shit, calling him every pet name in the book so ofc he just stuck a burrito in your mouth and went ‘stfu 😡’

the painful part was that he was silently enjoying it too (┬┬﹏┬┬)

(though, he was red from blushing lol, not anger)

and he wasn’t used to it either so obviously he was gonna get flustered, i mean, everything was happening all at once

oh and you told him ‘i love you’ and he literally combusted like lord have mercy on this man

just that morning you were calling him your ‘annoying rat boyfriend’ (jokingly, ofc) and now you love him?-

that wasn’t the first time you told him that you loved him but he was still blushing none the less

and he stammered out a ‘love you too’ PRAYING that you wouldn’t remember any of this the following day

anyway, he cuddled you to sleep and railed you as soon as you sobered up - the end ❤

Kenma Kozume

pov: you’re kenma happily being a wallflower in the club then your s/o approaches you, demanding for you to fuck them

- ok, end of POV -

anyway, your speech was slurred so kenma wasn’t really sure if that was what you were asking him to do but if it was, he would’ve happily obliged if it wasn’t for the fact you were clearly drunk

mans was blushing though

bc y’all hardly ever do it but now - all of a sudden - you were tightly wrapped around him, garbling erotic threats into his ear

kenma was worried at first but you were like..really weak

so it wasn’t hard to get you off his torso, usher you out of the club and grip your hand as he ordered a taxi

also kenma had read enough wattpad fanfictions to know how to deal with someone while they’re drunk

but none of those fanfictions ever mentioned a single thing about how to deal with yourself while your partner is drunk

like seriously..he was in pain

both from the throbbing erection he had and the aching embarrassment he felt - both stemming from the fact you tried to give him a lap dance in taxi ✋ please oml

anyway, he took you back to his apartment and insisted that you have a few slices of the left-over pizza in the fridge along with a glass of water

after you changed into your pyjamas, you had clearly sobered up slightly as you could now compose coherent sentences

but that wasn’t any better for him bc now you were draped over him, whimpering into his ear about how much you love him

‘i’m so lucky to have you, kenma. i love you so much. you remind me of my first cat - you’re such a cat- i mean, blessing..you’re such a blessing.’

ngl, at that point he would be at a loss for words, just deciding to hug you until you fall asleep

like he finds it so cute that you’re finally opening up to him about how you feel as you’re usually quite composed and restrained

but also- what does he do now?

you eventually fell asleep in his arms and the next day, you woke up to kenma having made breakfast and telling you how much he adores you which was..confusing, to say the least

he told you about how you acted when you were drunk and to say you were embarrassed would be an understatement

also, he’ll tease you about it for the rest of your life ;)

Hajime Iwaizumi

literally all you had to do was send him a text like ‘iwa...,,.,...ily so mycj ❤’’ and he’s already waiting in the line to get into the club lol

he marches in there, finds you, grabs your hand and drags you home

let’s hope that your friends know what iwaizumi looks like so they don’t have to just watch a random guy haul you out the club-

and tries to act all like angry iwaizumi >:( but when you are trailing behind him, muttering about how amazing he is, he becomes more like angy iwa grrr (* ￣︿￣)

by that, i mean that angry iwaizumi would bring you home and lecture on how irresponsible it is to get so intoxicated

but angy iwa just takes care of you but with a disapproving scowl

and angry iwaizumi would make nasty, bitchy remarks about how inappropriate your outfit is

while angy iwa would be like ‘babe, your outfit is lovely but maybe wear something different next time, idk....’

either way, he takes good care of you

he makes sure you eat (and he cooks good food btw - he doesn’t make you eat leftovers lmao)

he lets you change into more comfortable clothes

he ensures that you don’t die in the shower

and he forces you to go to bed

but all of that is rather difficult when you’re clinging to him like your life depends on it, raving on about how sweet of a boyfriend he is and covering his face sloppy kisses

his original plan was to go train some more in his gym (yes, there is a gym in y’alls house-) but when you were peppering his cheek in kisses, begging him to stay with you for whatever reason, of course he didn’t have the balls to leave

so he ended up laying like a log in bed as you cuddled up to him like koala, resting your head in his chest and allowing him to run his hand through your hair as you slept

in that moment - as he stared down at your tranquil figure - he realised how grateful he was for moments like these, as he finally got see a side of you that he knew you’d almost never exhibit when you’re sober

like yeah, you often tell him how much you love him but he can always tell that it’s as if you’re setting aside your pride to say such a thing but now, you’re gushing on about it with the most genuine look in your eyes, he can tell that you’re being completely sincere

and to say that he adores it would be an understatement

so yeah, you were kind of a pain while drunk but you were also the most adorable thing that iwaizumi had ever laid his eyes on (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Issei Matsukawa

ok so the only reason matsukawa wasn’t getting drunk with you was bc the first time y’all got drunk together he got fined for public indecency and you got done for public intoxication

so you decided that it was best (for your wallets) if you took turns getting tipsy

emphasis on ‘tipsy’ bc you both went to the bar together (along with a few friends) and you promised matsukawa that you’d only have a few drinks

so please explain to him why he is now having to carry you bridal style out of the bar because you are too hammered to walk properly

and he was kinda grumpy bc he had to leave his friends mid-conversation bc not only were you pestering him but also, the erotic things you were whispering in his ear caused him to get a boner

and he was getting weird looks from people as he carried you home but that was the least of his problems tbh- he didn’t even notice lol

the biggest issue on his mind rn was the fact that you made him hard yet you can’t help him bc you’re drunk smh

like he was tempted at first bc you seemed down to do it but he quickly came back to reality and realised how morally incorrect that’d be

so he was mumbling curses the whole way home just to tune you out bc if he paid any more attention to the racy promises you were muttering in his ear- he’d explode

he’s alright at taking care of you like he isn’t iwaizumi’s level of caring but he’s a close second, i mean he’s gotten drunk plenty of times so he knows the basics

he was like ‘drink water idk lol ’

anyway, once he handled himself he wasn’t too fazed by your lustful advances

and he was so smug about it too deadass like ‘keep talkin’ me up, (y/n), you ain’t getting shit until you’re sober.’

smh ANYWAY he thinks you’re so charming when you’re like lovey-dovey drunk but SO annoying when you’re horny drunk bc like- he can’t get some (T_T)

Kōtarō Bokuto

best for last 👌

ok anyway he’s an athlete and he doesn’t need alcohol to have a good time- he’s forever drunk tbh- drunk on life :)

so while you’re getting hammered with your pals, he’s doing stupid shit while sober lol

once you both rendezvous outside the club to head home and you’re absolutely steamin- he’s just like ‘hi, babe! how’s your night been?’

SO OBLIVIOUS OML

anyway, he drives back to y’alls house and since you’re fatigued at first, you spent 90% of the car ride sleeping

but when you get home, more awake, you’re all up on him

but you’re not like sensual drunk- more like..emotional drunk but with love 🥺

so basically you are sobbing into his chest about whatever and bc he is an such empath he will start crying too, or at least get a bit emotional

you could say something like, ‘omg, bo. i hardly get to see you because you’re at work so often- i wish i could spend more time with you. i miss you so much’ ╯︿╰

and he would deadass reply whole-heartedly while weeping into your shoulder, ‘I’M QUITTING VOLLEYBALL, (Y/N)!!’

(ok, so maybe he was a bit tipsy too- but like..definitely not has drunk as you)

he has no idea where to start when it comes to taking care of you but he tries (´◡` ‘)

at the very least, he ensures that you don’t having any more alcohol and that you don’t die somehow

he’s v overprotective though

you could be getting a fork to eat your instant-noodles with and he’ll be like

‘apologies ✋ but i cannot allow you to handle such a dangerous weapon while intoxicated. maybe eat with a spoon instead, idk.’ /h

other than that, he just cuddles you to sleep and deals with you in your badly hungover state the next day

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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I wonder how skz gon react to their s/o being extremely horny 24/7

YA KNOW WHAT lemme do a quick reaction on this because i can lmao

K BRRR QUICK REACTION BRAH (what is wrong with me istg)

also this is shit i havent written a reaction in forever, its just me blabbering rn ITS NOT EVEN A REACTION ITS CALLED HEADCANON CHERRY

warnings; SMUT!!! explicit language, penetrative sex, mentions of rough sex.

bangchan

LOOK,,, not that he’s not horny but he likes it to be like all cute and romantic so when you’re like “ayo im horny, let’s have a quicky” he’s not so sure??

but thats out the window if you really rile him up by rubbing against him or whispering dirty things in his ear ;))

catch him when he’s frustrated and you will get the dick of your life

he just giggles whenever the two of you are in a normal situation and you just feel him up

HE’S LIKE FROZEN CAUSE LIKE WTF IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO??

should he listen to the cute, innocent channie or the sex manic bangchan~?

also he doesnt sleep so if you’re horny during the night best believe that he will take care of you :((

minho

50% loves it, 50% tired

BOY WANTS SOME TIME OFF

but like,,, most of the time he’s down

so annoyed if you keep on touching him even if he’s dead tired

just angry noises as he snaps

“not my fault you want to be stuffed so bad”

but he wont give it to you too easily because he wants to see you all whiny and squirming

sadist by heart, what can i say?

just teasing you for hours by rubbing your inner thigh with his veiny hands OOF

im sure this mf could rail you wherever

public bathrooms, changing rooms, the beach IDFK

but hey,,,, be careful what you wish for because with this boy, you’re gonna get it ;))

changbin

SO DOWN FOR IT

mans got muscles and stamina to go for hours on end

he’s a horny mf i just feel it

omg imagine being fwb with changbin and the entire text conversations are just the two of you sexting

the occassional pictures YA KNOW

he’s addicted lets be honest

wants to fuck you whenever he can

always thinking about you naked or him manhandling you only to fuck you so hard you arent able to speak PLEASE-

you’re already hot in his eyes

but this PHEW,,,, makes him weak everytime you beg him for his cock :((

hyunjin

this mf would tease you for it

“is my cock that good?” “insatiable little baby”

you hate him for it but ooof he always gives you what you want so he’s a sweetheart

he knows with just a simple look that you want him

or when you tug on his shirt impatiently in public

and him being the pretty boy he is gives it to you :((

omg you’re already horny 24/7 but this mf has the audacity to coax you even more

“could you massage my thighs y/n?”

“mhm, where??”

and then he grabs your hand and places it on his semi-erection

“here”

BRUH GET THE FUCK OUT

jisung

“ow my dick”

nah but he’s equally as horny if not even more!!!

horny!jisung agenda blossoming again

when he catches you watching porn its not the usual reaction, its more like;

“oh lemme join ;))”

the two of you have the same taste in porn HASHSHA couple goals

and,,,, it always leads to fucking like rabbits while the porn keeps playing in the background

finds it very very hot that you’re always palming him through his pants

wants you RIGHT THEN AND THERE

felix

at first he doesnt notice your horniness but he realised that you laughed extra hard whenever he said something that could be misinterpreted

“whats going on in that pretty head, hm?”

and you just continue laughing your ass off, shaking your head.

but ooof when yall actually start having sex he’s like very much ok with it!

maybe not everytime you ask about it because poor baby already tired and just has to say no

but he feels bad everytime :(( because he feels like he cant pleasure you in the way you want :(((

sexual innuendos are yall’s love language

seungmin

poor pup would be more tired than anything ahsahsah

not to say that he doesnt like it but like he needs time to recover after nutting

and when you just poke him with the biggest doe eyes because you want more he just sighs lmao

but he lets you fuck him a lot since he just wants to lie down when he’s tired

he tries his best to match his sex drive with yours but BRUH HE’S TIRED

but he gets cuddles and lots of aftercare for the both of you and so those are the moments he cherishes the most :((

i feel like he has these weird bursts of sexual energy where he gets really horny just randomly, fucks you into the mattress and then acts as if nothing happened??

“you looked hot, what was i supposed to do?”

jeongin

ya know,,, the teenage hormones and growing up comes with a bunch of discovering to do

and what better way to learn than to fuck all the time??

he has good stamina so,,, go ahead

but like after a while he just falls apart

BUT he’s a good boy so he would let you ride him eventhough he’s fucked off his mind

omg he’s all smiling and blushing, mumbling your name :((

“a-are you good, baby?” and he just nods softly

“more please” ASGAHSDFGAH

he can try so much with you!! and he loves that!!

when is cherry gonna make a regular mf reaction post?? we will never know,,,, NAH REQUESTS ARE PROBS GONNA OPEN SOOOON AH IM SORRY ITS TAKING SUCH TIME,,, exams yall :(((

#stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids headcanons #stray kids reactions #skzsmut #skz imagines #skz headcanons #skz reactions #anon #Cherrymail🍒

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The Little Things

gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

person: wilbur soot

summary: there was three things that you and wilbur did together

word count: 848

you were obviously dating wilbur soot, living in the same house as him, in the same bed, all that lovey dovey shit, so there was little things that you and he did together

1. share stuff(mostly clothing) with wilbur

like shirts and sweaters, oh how he loved to see you in his stuff

you looked SO GOOD, LIKE DAMN YOU GO BESTIE

he would feel so shy, seeing you in his sweater that was too big for you

"love, you should wear my stuff more often, it looks great on you."

he secretly simps for you when you walk in the room

oh how good they look, he would think EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. you would even be in a close proximity of him (im listening to wilbur's music rn while making this, pog)

his mind constantly would be, y/n, y/n, y/n, what are they doing, i wanna cuddle with them, where are they, etc.

you would get flustered when he would complement you on your fit

"ohh, you look absolutely in those pants."

"omg, you look great in that sweater."

"why don't you wear that more, your beauty has enhanced even more." (this might sound like shit, but he means you are already beautiful before and after, 10/10 before and 10/10 after)

with him, he would wear your beanies and other stuff that you crocheted, but it would be mostly beanies

like you would make them for him CONSTANTLY since he's such a huge fucking simp for you

"what'cha making love, oh a beanie?" he would secretly scream in his head YES, YES, YES, YES

"love, when are you going to finish the beanie, i wanna show chat," he would pout

"can you wait like 5 more minutes, i'm almost done."

"thanks darling." he would leave, leaving a peck on your cheek

when you finished, you went back to him, sneaked behind him, and put the beanie on his head

"oh shit, you scared me love, did you finish?"

you would nod, and then he would take off the beanie and put it close to the camera

"you see chat, they are SOO good at crocheting."

chat would definitely spam y/n pog

you would make other stuff, like sweaters, winter hats, scarfs, mittens, etc.

he would flaunt them out in public SO MUCH it gives headaches

he would do anything to give you the attention you deserve

you get the idea

2. cooking

cooking with wilbur was REALLY CHAOTIC

like, he couldn't cook a goddamn thing in his life except frozen pizzas, AND THAT DOESN'T EVEN COUNT AS COOKING

so you being the awesome chef you were ;), you obviously had to help your poor boyfriend with cooking

"wilbur, that's salt, not sugar."

"wilby, noo, not 405 degrees, 375 degrees."

he would be so clueless you would probably have to guide him with everything

but when you both make it together, it tastes DELICIOUS

LIKE DAMN, IT WAS A WHOLE COOKED MEAL COURSE (like you ;), jk, don't wanna make you uncomfy)

because of your wonderful cooking skills, it kinda passed onto wilbur

so in the morning, he would make you your favorite meal

"thanks wilby, you're finally catching on."

3. music

and the last thing you would share would be music

you both have your own playlist that you share, filled with his music, one direction, yungblud, halsey, and others (i dont know why, but im seriously addicted to mysoginistic songs, like it brings the BOY out of me that i don't want to unleash, like for example everywhere i go by hollywood undead and she's so nice by pink guy, also my axe by insane clown posse)

you would also have a romantic playlist for dancing

*casually plays as the world caves in by matt maltese*(but seriously, it's a great song, i suggest you listen to it)

music would even go onto him trying to teach you how to play internet ruined me

"it's not that key, it's THAT key."

"y/n WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU ARE BUTCHERING MY SONG."

"sorry wilby 😣 "

he would apologize so much after you said sorry, hugging you and shit, thinking that you were actually sad (TOO BAD BITCH, I AIN'T NO SYMPATHETIC /j)

hahahah, also prepare for him to pop quiz you on random stuff that is significant in your relationship, yaknow, to make sure you love him, JK JK, he's just a bored, lonely boiii

"y/n what was the day we met?""ummm, i believe may 7?""NOO YOU GOT IT WRONG"

you would run away from him, knowing that he becomes full on psycho /j

"COME BACK HERE Y/N, I WANNA GIVE YOU A PRESENT."

so ending that on a crazy note, you do sincererly love wilbur and he with you

you would go miles and miles to be with him

i hate how sappy i got there, but i gotta feed the mcyt/dream smp fans with some fluff, yaknow, to even out the angst and smut/nsfw honestly, i need someone who would be like this

#wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot fluff #wilbur soot brainrot #wilbur soot x you #mcyt #mcyt x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #dream smp #dream smp x reader #louistommosnesquickmilk writes #louistommosnesquickmilk

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