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When bb and vampy are laying in bed facing each other, and both just holding one another, they were talking about their day but bb is so so sleepy she’s using all her energy to keep her eyes open and she’s just looking at vampy and running her thumb up and down his cheek slowly. Trying so hard to stay awake cus she wants to spend more time with him since she was at work all day but eventually her eyes are just to heavy for her and she closes them 😔 and vampy is just bursting at the seams like he fucking can’t she’s his BABY and he just pulls her even closer and puts her face in his neck cus he knows she likes to sleep like that 😭 kissing her head one million times 😞
Harry can tell Y/N is about to fall asleep.
She's been resisting the pull of rest for the last forty-five minutes, fighting valiantly against the drag of her eyelids as she's relayed her day to him. Her speech has been drifting in and out of coherence for the last fifteen minutes, her words falling off the edge of her tongue like a rock off a cliff— quickly plunging further and further down, until out of sight completely. And yet, just when Harry thinks that she's finally dropped into a chasm of sleep, her even breaths stutter, and she begins her story anew, her topics drifting like her speech.
"And there was this other customer today," Y/N stifles a yawn against Harry's shoulder as she moves her thumb slowly and evenly over the stubble on his cheek. "Who threw a fit because we were out of cream for their coffee. They said—" another yawn interrupts her speech. "—that milk didn't..."
Her voice trails off again, just as it did two minutes ago. Harry suppresses a smile, rubbing her back in time with her breaths. "The milk didn't what?"
"Hm?" Y/N's eyes flutter open again, although not quite to the same degree that they were before they fell shut. "It didn't taste the same. And I reminded them that...it's milk, not cream, so of course it...doesn't..."
Despite the warmth spreading through Harry's immortally frozen chest as he watches his lover battle her exhaustion, he hates to see her deny herself of her needs. He can't help but think that she wouldn't be so resistant to things like sleep if he could participate in the human habit with her. If he were to fall asleep first, Y/N would have no trouble curling into his side and closing her eyes without argument.
It's crossed Harry's mind once or twice to fake it. He's an excellent actor— he's had to be, to survive two centuries pretending to be mortal. He's sure he'd have no trouble closing his eyes, evening out the breaths he doesn't actually need, and lying still enough to convince Y/N that he's lost in a sea of sleep. But the idea plants a seed of discontent in his chest. He lies to his love so much, and so often. He can't bring himself to weave another deception at her expense.
"Angel," Harry keeps his voice low, barely a whisper echoing around his bedroom. "You're exhausted. Go to sleep."
As expected, this statement of truth is met with stubbornness. "Not tired."
Y/N can feel vibrations roll through Harry's chest as he fights back laughter. "You can barely finish your sentences, love. You can tell me more about your shitty customers in the morning, over breakfast. But for now, you need some rest."
"Don't wanna," Y/N tugs herself closer to Harry by his shoulders, inhaling the tobacco and vanilla scent of his cologne as she does so. "Barely saw you today, H. Wanna keep—" Another stifled yawn. "Talking."
"You know you undermine your arguments when you can't even open your eyes to make them, right?"
Y/N blinks her eyes open, unaware that she had let them fall close again. "They're open, asshole. Maybe it's yours that aren't open."
She feels one of Harry's dimples appear under her thumb as she strokes his cheek, and knows that he's laughing at her. If she had more energy, she'd push him away. But it's late, and despite running cold, being pressed tightly against his body is still the most comfortable place to rest. The only thing missing is—
Harry gently guides her head to rest in the crook of his neck, and the sigh of content that falls from Y/N's lips seizes his undead heart like a vice.
"My eyes are open. Which you would be able to tell if you could do the same."
Y/N hums in acknowledgement of his response, but doesn't form a counter argument. Instead, she lets her hand fall from her lover's cheek to his chest, too tired to note the unnatural stillness where his heart should beat.
"That's a good girl." Harry's lips press to the top of her head as her breathing evens out for the final time that night, and she finally drifts off the edge of consciousness. "Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."
Despite not being awake to hear this promise, Y/N knows that it's true.
#ysijwa blurb#THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR THEM SINCE 2020 CAN YOU BELIEVE#feels weird feels rusty but we prevail#harry blurb#hs blurb#harry styles x reader#ysijwa
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Do you have any songs that remind you of fanfics or fanfic Harry’s?
Honestly… any time I hear Like Real People Do I think of ysijwa by @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy & @sunflowervolvimp3 like EVERY SINGLE TIME! One of my favorite fics ever tbh
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Added new stickers to the shop based on @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy @sunflowervolvimp3 fanfic! Check it out if you haven’t already!!
IT WAS SO MUCH FUN MAKING THESE
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my annotations for chappy 11 of ysijwa
this is just for drea and leyla to read so if you're not drea or leyla pls keep scrolling :)
ok this is pretty chaotic and like i said earlier i treated this ike a wattpad comment section so... have fun ig :)
SHERLOCK AND WATSON CINEMATIC UNIVERSE SHUT UPPPPP I LOVE YOU SM DREA
NOT MISS SNAP CRACKLE POP
jealous y/n you say???
now i know why you ignored all my tiktok asks lmao
HELPLESS OH MY GOD
truly madly deeply intended :)
damn he's kind of a narcissist yk? like "I have to be serious my entire family depends on it" shut up mr darcy you're not special
devout in his religion hmmmmmm hopefully we see some more religious trauma content bc me too vampy
awww he wants kids but now he cant have them bc hes... dead :(
AWWW his sister taught him to knit :( if he doesn't knit bloodbag a sweater i swear to god
stuffy moron is correct
"IT'S A FUCKING WONDER HE EVER GOT LAID" OIJRIOJWEIOJIEWOJFIOEJOF
"THE ATROCITY THAT IS BEING ACQUAINTED WITH NIALL AND HIS HORRIBLE AFFINITY FOR CHEAP FLANEL" ORJFOIJFEIOWJ YOURE SUCH A POET
he's so dumb she was with him bc he's hot that much should be obvious to him🙄
FOOLISHLY HOPELESSLY UNMEASURABLY IN LOVE HWAT THE FUCK DREA IM SAD
i love that he remembers the spinal cord dislocation and the dead leaves . like yea im dead rn but the leaves in my hair are really what's bothering me the most
what the fuck is a maw
ok i looked it up i get it now
"attachment is for gullible idiots" yup and youre one of them vampy 😌
"the warmest skin his icy fingers had ever had the good fortune to touch" im so soft rn
oh so now she has "a wholesome beauty about her nature" ? i thought she was just cute enough 🤨
HE THINKS HER SMILE COULD RESTART HIS HEART THATS SO CUTE IM OUHOIJFOEWIJFIOEWJ
"the responsibility of keeping her safe, satisfied, and happy" how 🥺 🥺🥺
"as long as he breathes" i thought he didn't breathe lmao BUT I GET THE SENTIMENT
"always when it comes to her" IM SCREAMING RN THIS IS SO SOFT I CANT
ill never forgive him for being so dense either his brain is basically a rock
HE WANTED TO COMMUNICATE THAT HE BELONGED TO HER IM GONNA HAVE A STROKE
couldnt be me i dont want to be percieved
HE ADDED A FUCKING BUTTERFLY AFTER THE DISCO BALLS IM OIWFJIOEWJFIOEJIOEWNOJIWJ(*H(WUIOFJIOEWJFIOWHVIFUEH)U)($UT
HEY a hamilton obsession is not childish😤
'the only person who was allowed to touch him there was y/n' he's like a little kid who's possessive omggggggg
oh this reminds me i rlly hope everything in that chest was new and had never been used on anyone else owijfowiejfioewj
oh please my irish king can control himself let y/n meet the other vamps🙄
"if they knew all along why did it take so long" yk im wondering the same thing dummy
"every day was a battle to earn her love and affection" wtffff how could she hurt him like that he is just a baby
i think he needs therapy tbh
yes he does deserve to be treated with respect and dignity😤
"supporting and tolerating them despite your differences" exactly unless they're a republican
IM SORRY THAT WAS MEAN OIWFJOIWJFEIOw i said what i said tho
they did everything backwards but it's what baby needed🥺
im literally gonna 🔪 bradley how dare he hurt my favorite ribeye like that
PROPER BOYFRIEND-GIRLFRIEND BONDING PLSSSSS im sure he makes sure to say stuff like "as your boyfriend' or 'since youre my girlfriend' all the time now
"everything that has to do with harry has always and will always make her feel safe and secure" ...who's gonna tell her👀
HE BECOMES CLINGY IVE BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP
awwww my love language is also quality times bestiesssssss
(this is more serious you might want to change the words to nose kisses or something because esk*mo is a slur)
HE wants to be wrapped in HER arms and get forehead kissies like a little baby🥺🥺
i can tell you wrote this chappy bc leyla would never write about ice cream
IF CHRIST CAN GET A DATE MARKER SO CAN HARRY OIFJOEIWJFIOEWJFWI PLSSSSSSSSSS I LOVE HIM
ALWAYS FOR HER WEJFIOJWEIOFJEWIOFJOIEWJFOIEWJF HES SO IN LOOOOOVE
HE DID IT AND IM SO PROUD OF HIM🥺
omg i have a thot imagine if she got a heart murmur or something and obvi he knows bc he can hear it so now he has to find a way to make her get it checked out out without being suspicious 😭
HE ROCKS HER TO CALM HER DOWN WHEN SHES HAVING NIGHTMARES IJFEOWIJFOIWEFJ
“nearly blinds himself for eternity” what a drama queen i love him
maybe learn how to turn your brightness down grandpa
“can women sense emotional distress” why is this so funny oiewfjwieojfioewj
DEHUMANIZING OWEIJOIAJAKLFSDJLKSDJFKLD
not a psychotic episode 😭😭
crippling mommy issues woejfkljdklsjsdf me too king
awwwww he made her a full buffet i would cry
matchy socks im gonna sob
king is a chef 😌
y/n’s head @ harry’s clavicle rn: 💥
“his plush chest” drea its ok you can say titties
“absolutely flawless”? are you sure shes not just cute enough 🤨
he got her oat milk 🥺the sign of true love
hes such a shithead i love him
SPELLING HIS NAM E ON HER TUMMY IM HAVING ANOTHER STROKE
“I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALL ALONE” HES SO WOIFJSJFSDKJKLSDJF
HE DIDNT HAVE TO DO NIALL LIKE THAT 😭😭
RAPUNZEL HAIR OSIDJSKJKLSJF
she traces a tiny heart on him wtfffffffffff im sad
this… is hot
“theres no room on the counter” owifjlksjfslkfjklsj
HE WOULD WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR HER maybe then he’d be a little less cold
im sorry that was wrong of me lisjfskldjfwoiejewiojrei
OH MY GOD OWEIJFKLJSKLFJL SHES SO BOLD “can’t i?” OSIJFKSLJLKJF
oh boy hes gonna kill her
I WONDERED WHEN THE YOURE HOT WHEN YOURE MEAN THING WAS GOING TO COME UP
literally shut the fuck up mr english major
do it bestie kick him in the balls
SPARE BOOBIES MAAM I CNAT BELIEVE YOU aCTUALLY WROTE THAT OWIFEJWIJEKLJFOIEWHOEWIFEHFLKEWJFKLEWJKLJFL
IM WHITE IM ALLERGIC TO SPICE WEJFLKJFKLEJFLKJSKLJKFSJD
“character development at its finest” what a self aware king
y/n stop being mean to him baby just wants to feel close ☹️
“I’m anemic” ok king whatever u say
“ME AND MY CHRONIC ILLNESS IM SENSITIVE” IJFKLSDJFKLJSDKLJ
ahhhhhhh it’s yoga time
“just ask your cervix” jlksdjflksdjflkdsjflk
“if only you knew” ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️
yeah y/n isnt like those other girls 🤪 shes different 🤪
yes bestie objectify him
THERE IT IS MY FAVORITE LINE IN THIS ENTRIE BOOK
PERHAPS MY FAVORITE LINE IN ANY BOOK EVER
“He hasn't been this stiff since rigor mortis”
i think about this on a daily basis i truly do
grey shorts? what a slut
“call the lapd im pressing charges” me after walking up the stairs
OH SO THIS IS WHERE THE GREYS ANATOMY CHARACTERS FROM THE SPOILERS WITHOUT CONTEXT COME IN
him using his shirt as a towel im BARKING
“I wasnt jealous” yea ok 😃
AGAIN HIM DRAWING HIS INITIALS ON HER SKIN THATS SO WOIJFSKLDJFLSJ
yeah harold she just wanted a little kiss 😤
yeah 😃 its bc he ran track 😃
no bc thats so fucking cute that she pretended she had never seen the show before bc he was excited to introduce her to it 🥺
I would do the same tbh i feel like it would be fun to wash dishes with harry idk why
“that skank” oisjksldfjklsjfklsdjflkd
YOUR THICK SKULL COULD DAMAGE THE MARBLE LSKFJKLDSJKFLSDJFKLSJFKLSJKLSJLDKFJLSKDJF I WOULD CRY
he gets her a cup of water 🥺
ok but like wouldn't she want to wash her hair after it got all sweaty at yoga
awwwww she got his toothbrush ready for him why am i so soft rn
memory foam mattresses sound nice but actually they kind of suck bc you sink down and feel trapped in them 😃
HE WATCHED THE TIKTOK SHE SENT HIM IM HAVING A THIRD STROKE
niall is probably on the dumbest side of tiktok idek what side but it’s probably annoying and he thinks it’s hilarious
noooo baby youre not a monster🥺 someone give him a hug rn
well actually you are kind of a monster but its ok we still love u bestie
I too run on caffeine and pizza pockets 😌
TONSIL HOCKEY WHAT THE FUCK OIEJFLSDKJFKLSDJFLSJLKFJSDKLFJ
chatsnap hes such an old man 😭
true lmao if you dont have social media i immediately dont trust you
not the i just washed my hands tiktok 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
HE FEELS STRANGELY PERCIEVED RN KJFLSJFLKSDJ IDK WHY THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME BUT IM LIKE LEGIT LAUGHING
DO IT BESTIE BITE HIM CHOMP CHOMP
“my eyes are stinging” hes such a baby 😭
“MY SIGH”TS ALL FUZZY” SJFKDSLJFLKDSJFLKDSJFLK
“are you all right” “I dont know :(’ i cant handle this my face hurts from smiling lksjflkjafklj
he has a kitchenaid stand mixer omg thats so sexy
ok but has anyone ever gotten salmonella from raw cookie dough bc i think thats just a myth
fuck u for that one vampy
wow he could never deal with my chronically ill ass
WAIT IS IT WAP
NOPE ITS BETTER LSDFJSDKLFJDS
I agree body is absolutely an instrumental masterpiece
I KNEW HE KNOWS SOME TIKTOK DANCES I KNEW IT
“I know youre kinda into that (getting smacked in the face)” SHUT UPPPPPPP SKJFSKDLJFDS
NOT HIM TWERKING SLKFJSDKLFJDSKLFJDSKL
YES YN GET THAT VIDEO AND BLACKMAIL HIM
“I think i popped something” ok old man 😭
why is the word wench so funny lkfjslkfjdslkfjsdlkfj
dont hand it over i want to see him snap
OH SHIT HE JUST JUMPED THE TABLE LSDFJSDKLFJLKDNMNXCMNJKHOIUIOEUR
oooooooooooo
OH MY GOD AGAIN SHE REALLY IS BOLD SLKDFJDSKLFJLSKDJFLKJFS
not guerrilla warfare 😭😭😭😭
do it bestie give him a concussion he deserves it
“no piece of art could ever compare to her” 🥺🥺
“remember that time you told me making out was childish” “no” i hate him 😭
THERE IT IS AGAIN “sex isnt the only way he can feel close to someone anymore” SHUT THE FUCK UP IM SOBBING
this reminds me of the dehydrated intercourse with demonrry
“don’t care, relationships are about sharing’ hes so sdjfksldjfklsjf
DO IT BESTIE KICK HIS KNEECAPS IN
suing disney for false advertisement 😭
THIS SCENE IS KILLING ME LKJFKLSJFLDSJ “just pucker your lips over it” “You have actual brain damage, dont you?” DREA I LOVE YOU KSDJFLDSKJFLKSDJ
how do those bubbles taste babe
ok drea wtf i was so happy and now this??????
“everything’s wrong” NO SHUT UP SHUT UP ITS HAPPY HOURS
not the boob privileges 😭
WAIT THIS IS FROM THE BSE MV ISNT IT “dance is just so hot rn” “depressing shades are just so hot rn”
NOT HIM GETTING ALL STUTTERY WHEN HE ASKS HER IF SHE WANTS A DRAWER 🥺
NO ONE HAS EVER BEEN THIS GENTLE WITH HIM BEFORE WTFFFFFFFF IM CRYING
“youre so fucking cute, my baby” me when i see literally any picture of him
JELLO HAS a STRONGER BACKBONE THAN THIS KSFJSDKLFJDSKLFJ
“betrayed. objectified. taken advantage of. used. “ i hate him sm 😭😭
OH MY GOD IS SHE GONNA SHAVE HIS FACE THATS SO CUTE IM
SHE ISsSSSSS IM SQUEALING
stop him worrying she’ll think it's weird and wont want to do it 🥺
“bold of you to assume id ever be convicted” PLS DREA LAKFJDKSLFJ
“the more you talk, the more appealing manslaughter sounds” I CHOKED DLSKFJDSKLFJDKSJFDSKLJ
HIM WHISTLING TO GET HER ATTENTION WHY IS THAT SO CUTE
Im sorry but its really funny to me how you wrote the sentence “wrong metal, he thinks ironically” … get it ? like IRONically lkfjdslkfj im sorry i’ll show myself out
“this boy?” what a fucking cutie i want to kick him
I forgot what a bop helpless is thanks for reminding me im gonna go listen to the entire soundtrack again-
theyre so fucking cute i hate them
so yea bascally this is the best thing ive ever read and i love you so much and my face hurts from smiling :)))
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I'm sorry but I had to do another.
Outfit 2/?
@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy
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Wait I know we always talk about how protective vampy would be when bb got sick but what would nialls reaction be to her getting sick? I feel like Harry would mention it in the groupchat so Niall would rush over and H would be like “what are you doing go home” and hes like “ok but......shes not gonna die right?” And Harry’s like “....should we call Mitch” and bb would yell from His bed “I LITERALLY JUST HAVE A COLD CALM DOWN” then h would be like “…do you think we should take her to the ER just in case?”
the way they would make each other's anxiety worse PLS
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It's not that Harry didn't know Niall was fond of Y/N.
He'd spent months running interference between the two, trying to squash Niall's every attempt of establishing contact with the mortal girl before Harry was ready. He'd stopped multiple attempts to crash dates, suffered through his phone being stolen four times, and lost three fingernails in a battle to prevent Niall from adding Y/N to their group chat affectionately titled "The Fang Gang." Once Harry did start allowing contact between his mortal lover and immortal friends, Harry could see the playful relationships bloom immediately. He was glad for it, even— it was much easier to have a relationship with Y/N once the two sides of his life began to merge. And he knew there was a certain degree of protectiveness that went along with that. He'd appreciated his friends understanding his need to make sure she was safe, that he sometimes had to leave a hangout early to make sure Y/N had a ride home when working a closing shift. He'd been thankful for it during certain nights in certain clubs. He knew there was affection there.
He just didn't expect that affection to bring Niall to his door thirty-two seconds after texting in the group chat that he and Y/N would have to miss dinner on account of her having a cold.
The Irishman looks at Harry with an expression he hasn't seen on the carefree vampire's face in years, peering anxiously over Harry's shoulder as if expecting to see the sick girl there. "Is Y/N okay?"
Harry blinks at him. "Is she— what?"
"Is Y/N okay?" Niall repeats the question, his eyes focusing back on Harry's face. "You said she was sick, and that's— humans are fragile. Getting sick means—"
"It means she has a cold, Niall," Harry's own brow furrows in confusion as he looks his friend up and down. "Just a cold. She just needs some rest."
Niall steps into the apartment, and the unease rolling off the vampire in waves convinces Harry to let it happen. He's never seen Niall go so long without smiling, or cracking a joke in greeting.
"You know people die of colds, Harry," Anxiety is threaded through Niall's voice as he speaks. "All it takes is one big cough, and suddenly your lungs are on the outside of your body! Human's don't do well with lungs on the outside of their body! That's literally the opposite of where they're supposed to be!"
"I really don't think that's how coughing works, mate," Harry touches Niall's shoulder with a measured movement. "Calm down. She's fine. Just a bit congested, has a small cough and a headache. Mostly she just needs sleep."
"What if she can't breathe? Congestion means—"
"It means she has a stuffy nose! That's it!"
Niall pulls out his phone. "Have you checked her temperature?"
"Five minutes ago. It's only 38.1 degrees—"
"Google says that's a fever! You know what happens when humans have fevers?"
Harry sighs. "They die?"
"They die, Harry! Fevers are bad! Fevers mean infection!"
"It's a cold!"
And yet.
Harry feels his stomach twist within his abdomen as he snatches Niall's phone from his hands and reads through the Google search results about fevers.
"Mitch doesn't seem concerned," Harry says the words almost as a comfort for himself.
Niall makes a noise of mocking in the back of his throat. "Mitch barely batted an eye when Sarah wound up in a body bag. Should we use him as the gauge for how concerned we should be?"
Harry can identify two faults to that argument right away, the first being that Mitch was distraught for days when Sarah met her untimely mortal end, and the second being that if anyone shouldn't be the gauge for concern, it's Niall, who's prone to overexcitement and overreacting. But then he hears Y/N coughing upstairs, and pictures her fragile body shivering beneath the blanket's he's layered on top of her, and all his counterarguments go out the window.
"I'll go get Y/N while you bring the car around, alright? You think I can bribe the ER staff with a Gucci watch?"
"I think you better try."
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Harry in You're Someone I Just Want Around
#ysijwa#ysijwa!edit#I wont him#click on it/open it for better quality bc tumblr’s a bitch as per usual
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Yesterday, as well, had been an example of how well Harry is doing with this arrangement the two of them have. He’d picked her up in the early afternoon and taken her to the Museum of Contemporary Art, where they’d spent the rest of the day wandering the exhibits and debating the artistic merits of each piece. Of course, their discussions were less educated and more humour based, as Harry tended to list every painting as reminding him of sex, while Y/N said that every sculpture she saw was a comment on capitalism, but it had made them laugh nonetheless. And while the security guards standing by didn’t seem to think their overheard conversations were amusing— nor how they posed with the paintings, trying to mimic the various expressions depicted in the artwork— Harry could tell that Y/N was entertained. It was obvious in how sugary her blood had been after she’d fallen asleep hours later. And if Harry were a better artist, he would’ve created his own sculpture dedicated to the honey and lavender liquid that he’d become so tied to over these last few months, but it appears his position as a collector is what he was suited for— both for literal artwork, and the metaphorical pieces he’d paint on Y/N’s body with his lips.
read you’re someone i just want around here
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IM FUCKING CRYINGGGGDJDJJD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 also….tell me why I’m attracted to that drawing, it’s so good 🧍♀️the hair, the eyebrows, the smirk…..👹
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I’m sick, I think I’m sick
Sometimes I think I get like this
I bite my tongue, I clench my fists
Resist at first, and then reverse
The night knows me by name
Its shadow trained to dull the pain
All the black begins to blur
Resist at first, and then immerse
— Think I’m Sick, Icon For Hire
read you’re someone i just want around here
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When bb try’s to stay up with vampy and the fang gang after she knows they don’t sleep, how does vampy trick her into falling asleep? I feel like he’d try to pull her in to his chests during the movie they are all watching together or like playing a card game together and she’s like “no! I know what are are doing. Not gonna work” and he’s like “pls baby I’m cold I need you to warm me up” and then she’d like “okay….” And she’d lay on him and that’s all it takes 😭 like shes in his arms and immediately dead to the world 😭😭 she just felt safe and she could smell him and it relaxed her 😔
this is so sweet and absolutely true HOWEVER i can also picture niall and xander plotting to mix some melatonin into her drink FJEKFNDKFN like harry catches them once and he’s like “okay you have three seconds to explain why you’re trying to drug my girlfriend” and they’re like
“she hasn’t slept through the night in three days, harry!!”
“i know, but is drugging her the answer????”
“it’s just a little bit!!! over the counter drugs!!! nothing too bad!!!!”
“you can’t say ‘nothing too bad’ when it involves mixing drugs into her drinks!!!!!!!!!”
“well we tried to just give her a sleepy time tea last night, but it wasn’t strong enough!!!!!”
and harry pinches the bridge of his nose and is like “maybe she would sleep better if you two pricks weren’t arguing over which mamma mia movie we’re watching next at 4am!!!!!”
“okay, that’s not fair. who the fuck suggests watching the second one before the first????”
“i like to see the lore before watching the original!!! is that so bad????”
meanwhile their yelling has drawn y/n to the kitchen and she’s just standing by the door and watching three grown men yell about mamma mia with a cup of tea and half punctured melatonin capsules scattered around them
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Bb
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8A9St4s/
PLS
She’d cling to him and refuse to let go and he still manages to get up easily because of his enhanced strength, but she clamps her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders, stubborn as ever. He just goes about his business undisturbed, carrying her around with one arm as he gets ready to depart.
Harry grabs his trousers and crewneck from the floor, where they had ended up an hour prior for reasons he will not disclose. He grabs his phone and keys and tosses them beside his clothes on the bed, making a pile of all his belongings so he knows he isn’t leaving anything behind. He rakes his fingers through his hair, using her vanity mirror for reference, fixing it up until it looks somewhat presentable. He even totes her along to retrieve the glass of wine he’d left in the living room, which had been forgotten in the heat of the moment (he can’t be blamed, it’s hard to think when her hand is down his pants).
When Harry’s drained the last remnants of the drink and set the glass down on her nightstand, he sighs through his nose and gently begins to pry her arms from around his neck. “That’s enough, hm?”
“No.” Y/N tightens her grip sharply, heels digging into his lower back angrily as she buries her face against his jugular. “Stay.”
He sighs deeply once more, but this time, there’s an unmistakable apologetic streak to the gesture. “Baby, you know I can’t. You have to be up early tomorrow for work.”
Her voice comes out muffled but vehement. “Don’t care.”
“I don’t want to keep you up—”
“Don’t care.”
Harry’s accent drops sternly. “Y/N.”
“I’ll be fine!”
“You won’t get any sleep.” He warns knowingly, running his palms along the underside of her thighs, his touch eager and rough. His next sentence weighs in quiet and deep, a certain need woven into each word. “Can’t keep my hands off you for more than half an hour.”
Harry can feel his girlfriend’s lips spread into a smug smile against his throat, satisfied at the desperation she draws from him. “I know, that’s why I want you to stay.”
“You won’t feel that way when you’re falling asleep on your feet.”
“It’ll be worth it.”
“Yeah?” He purses his lips to keep from grinning like a lovesick moron. “I’m worth a shitty day at work?”
“Mmhm. Gives me something to think about.”
The pads of his fingers dig deeper into the pillowy skin under her thighs. He can feel a blush creeping up his face, so naturally, he tries to fight its effects with humor. “You think about me on company time? That’s bad for business.”
“Helps me get by.”
“Miss me that much, huh?”
Her lips smear against his jaw in a series of feathery kisses, each one weakening his resolve more than the last. “So much.”
His eyelids flutter at the sultry sensation, a dense knot braiding its way into his stomach. “I can’t believe I’m about to let you manipulate me into staying.”
“I can.”
“I should leave just to spite you.”
Y/N traces her delicate touch down his bare chest, feeling it stutter beneath her fingertips. When she speaks, the heat of her breath against his cold flesh sears away the last of his resistance.
“You should get back in bed and give me more think about.”
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“Words of encouragement” she’d cat call him the entire time until he got so blushy and embarrassed he’d have no choice but to finish early give her a head start race home and then punish her for ruining his work out.
I think he’d try to hold out as much as possible just to spite her, but eventually he’d fold because the compliments keep making his blush, since they’re coming from her.
He’d walk over to the driver’s side panting and heaving from the exertion, fists perched on his hips as he scowls down at her, but it holds no real weight. She can see the edges of his mouth twitching as he tries to fight off a grin. “Can’t a man jog in peace?”
She tilts her chin down, gazing up at him over the rim of her sunglasses (which are actually his; she’d borrowed the pair he keeps in the glove box). “Maybe if the man wore a shirt instead of flashing the entirety of LA like some sort of whore, then yeah. Maybe he could.”
Harry’s lips press together tightly in an attempt to stave off the laughter threatening to bubble up from his throat. He doesn’t want to give her the satisfaction, considering she already has him a flustered mess. “That tongue is gonna get you in trouble one day.”
Her eyes rake all over his body suggestively. “Oh, I fucking hope so.”
Heat bursts across the tips of his ears as a result of her shameless ogling, and he can feel another layer of redness blossoming across his cheeks. She’s the only person who can get him this out of sorts.
He tries to play off his reaction by tutting at her, shaking his head in a disapproving manner. “You kiss your mum with that mouth?”
“I give great blowjobs with it, too.”
“Right, that’s enough. Move over, I’m driving.”
“What?”
“I’m not gonna stand here and let you chat me up on the sidewalk like some sort of harlot. Move over.”
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