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I understand wanting queer characters in Bridgerton but they can’t even treat there poc characters properly and you want them to write queer characters no thanks.

#bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #eloise bridgerton #bridgerton books #bridgerton tv show

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#overwhelmed regency boys

EMMA. (2020) / BRIDGERTON (2020–)

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Kathony + Hands

Request by anonymous

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Only the good die young? Phew good thing that i am so incredibly awful.

- Kaz Brekker

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I’ve had a strange day. Here’s a smiley, giggly, bespectacled Harrison and Jacob on a brOTP date night a while ago.

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haz out with eric again 👀 (3/26/18)

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I'm so glad I found you coz you seem to love Haz as much as me ! I ADORE the guy and my friends don't really know him, it's sad. He deserves the world also I think modeling will be far more fruitful for him than acting. I'm sorry if I'm ranting I just saw your blog and I was like I NEED to rant. Also does he really have a gf ? I'm low-key feeling a bit down now 😂😂. Bye hope you have a great day !

Hey sorry for seeing this so late I took a break from my socials and ah that’s amazing I always adore Haz fans and I definitely agree. He’s going to go far in his career. Also yes he does it’s like aw but they are very cute together have a wonderful day

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They are literally so cute like

#Harrison osterfield #Haz #Haz osterfield #osterfield #he’s so cute and she’s so pretty #I adore this #osterfielder

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Harrison and his gf are very cute

#harrisonosterfield #harrisonosterfield haz #haz osterfield #osterfield #celebrities #harrison osterfield #haz #actor #ilovehim #osterfielder #grace James

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Harrison and his gf are so cute I can’t even also she’s so pretty

#Harrison osterfield #harrisonosterfield haz #haz osterfield #the irregulars #the irregulars cast #haz #grace James #they are relationship goals

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#when you’re jamming out too hard to YBWM

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The fact that Harrison wears a dressing gown I love it

#harrisonosterfield #harrisonosterfield haz #haz osterfield #osterfield #celebrities #harrison osterfield #haz #actor #ilovehim #osterfielder #harrisonosterfield hot

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Okay so Harrison likes to read this is everything I needed

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This was so good. With Harrison taking him belt off in the end um part two plsssss

a mix between 25 & 39 w tom hang on sorry i need a sec to breathe

18+ - masturbation (male & fem), cum play, mentions of threesome, praise, dirty talk (?)

masterlist

summary: tom gets impatient while watching you touch yourself, and in the middle of your orgasm, a special person walks in

prompt 25: touch yourself

prompt 39: “bend over.” “haz is right there.” “does it look like i give a shit?”

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“My little angel. Do you need my cock?” Tom grunted into your ear as he pumped himself slowly up and down. You nodded quickly in response, reaching out for it but Tom pulled back.

“Ah ah. Since you didn’t use your words, you need a small punishment. I wanna see you touch yourself.” Tom smirked, squeezing his huge length dripping down with precum.

You wanted to roll your eyes out of frustration, but then Tom would make sure you didn’t cum for at least a week for being sassy. He knew the control he had over you, including your orgasms and how many you have. Better yet how many he can give you.

You rubbed your inner thigh, building up tension just how Tom taught you. You slowly drummed your finger up, until they laid right next to your soaking core. Tom licked his lips in anticipation, wanting to just move your hand away and pound into you, but the patience was worth it. You cautiously rubbed your fingers down to your clit, and finally attached your index finger to it.

A small hum of relief was let out between your lips, making Tom's mind go wild. In fact, it was more of a punishment to him, then to you. You rubbed a couple of tight circles against your bud, making another moan slip past your lips. Then you added your middle finger to it, you started to speed up, now rubbing figure eights against yourself.

Your moans started to become more frequent, and louder making Tom grow even harder- if that was possible.

“I can’t fucking take it!” Tom yelled making your eyes snap open. You felt Toms hand move your two fingers away, and confusion spread through your head. I all went away, when you felt Tom's own two fingers enter your pussy, and started to rapidly move making a deep moan spill out.

“You looked so pretty, just wanted to try for myself.” Tom pressed a passionate kiss to your quivering hands.

“Feels so fucking good!” you moaned out as Tom's fingers relentlessly moved around your insides. He moved his digits in a scissoring motion, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“Fuck Tom! I-I can’t last.” You groaned, as Tom moved faster and faster inside of your pussy.

“Cum for me baby. Cum all over my fingers.” Tom encouraged, as you shut your eyes again, feeling your tight stomach become looser, and looser. You grinded your body all over his fingers as you came undone. Tom just stared at you in awe.

That’s when the door flew open. There stood a wide eyed Harrison, at the sight of you cumming while Toms fingers were still inside of you. You were too deep in an orgasm to even notice, and Tom just liked back at him with ease.

Once you started to regain your senses, your eyes widened as you realized Harrison just witnessed your orgasm. All three of you just were frozen in silence, shock, and well.

You all were turned on.

“Bend over love, lemme take you from behind.” Tom was first to break the silence with a grunt, as he started to pump himself again.

“Erm, Harrison is right there?” You shuttered, not really sure what to do next. You pointed to Harrison, who was obviously still frozen, but now with a tent in his pants. Of course you had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now that it’s happened, you're not really sure what move to make.

“Does it look like I give a shit? I mean, I am uh, okay with this if you guys are?” Tom looked at both of you, removing his hand from his cock.

“I uhm. I’m good with this. Harrison?” You cautiously nodded, turning your head to face the blondes.

He responded, by slowly walking in, shutting the door, and taking his belt off.

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Omg this was amazing

Au night: for Harrison prince??

Something along the lines of marrying for the sake of the kingdom and one day realizes that he truly loves her

Congrats on the followers

This is the request I’ve been waiting for. Thank you.

More Than an Alliance | Harrison Osterfield

It wasn’t that Harrison didn’t want love, or that he was uninterested in having a wife. It was more so the fact the he wanted to choose his own wife, rather than be commanded to marry a girl he hardly knew that had him so belligerent. 

The whole month leading up to his wedding, Harrison tried to get out of the marriage. His father and mother wouldn’t hear of it, though. 

You were the prize they had their sights set on. The one thing that would clinch their alliance with the neighboring kingdom. The two monarchies shared a tense relationship. A marriage between their children would unite them in strength and dissolved the distrust currently sitting between them.

Prince Harrison knew he was destined to rule, but he wanted to have the kind of love that made life worth living. His mother arranged your first meeting -- tea in the rose garden.

Admittedly, you were beautiful, but he didn’t see how he could love anyone in an arranged marriage. Something so forced could never inspire real feelings.

“My son, I’d like you to meet Princess Y/N,” the queen said.

“Enchante,” he greeted politely.

You blushed deeply at your gorgeous betrothed. He looked far better in person than in the portraits his parents had sent to yours. Sculpted like a god, you could tell this even through his extravagant clothes. You curtsied to your future husband and then you both took seats at the garden table. Prince Harrison pulled your chair out for you before his own.

The days of mandatory courtship progressed and Harrison hated every minute. He hated how your laughter tinkled like a bell, especially when he was the cause. He hated the way you demurely gazed at him through thick lashes whenever his piercing blue eyes fixed on you. He hated the way the world darkened when you left his presence. Most of all, he hated the way his name sounded like a choir of angels on your lips.

The morning before the wedding, he found you on a courtyard bench, concentrating on your embroidery. You’d been practicing a new design, one that combined your family crest with his. It was tricky and you pricked yourself many times.

Harrison joined you on the bench as you were examining your latest battle wound from the needle.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“A tiny bit,” you replied.

“Allow me,” Harrison said. And he surprised himself by lifting your finger to his lips to bestow a tender kiss. “All better,” he breathed out.

Your heart skipped at beat. This was the first intimate touch from your soon-to-be-husband.

“Tomorrow is a big day for us,” you said.

“Yes,” Harrison sighed. He lifted his hand without thinking and brushed it lightly against your cheek. He was mesmerized by the way you glowed in the morning sunshine. And your skin was so soft. Harrison wanted to keep touching it. Then, he realized that to his delight it would soon be all his to touch. You would be his princess and eventually his queen. You would give him heirs. Oh, how he imagined you in that state. Round and swollen with each child you would bear for him. His thoughts drifted to the way he would plant those children in you and he got lost indulging himself in his fantasy.

“Your highness,” you said, breaking him from his thoughts.

“Please, princess, you don’t need to use my title. We are to be wed and you will call me by my Christian name.”

You giggled at the irony of him making the request to do away with formalities so formally.

“What?” he asked.

“You just used my title while commanding me not to use yours,” you said.

Harrison pretended to look aghast. “It wasn’t a command. I would never command my wife.”

“I’m not your wife, yet,” you reminded him. 

Harrison took your two dainty hands in his. “You will be. Tomorrow,” he vowed. He realized that he wanted it. He was looking forward to it despite all his previous protesting and dragging of his feet and searching for escapes.

He got up from the bench, still holding your hands and moved to one knee before you. “My bride, my love. Tomorrow I will make many promises to you in front of a great many people. But I want to make a vow to you now that is just between us two. I give myself to you, Y/N. Body, mind, and heart, I am yours. Never will I place anyone above you. This, I do swear.”

Diamond-like tears sparkled in your eyes as your processed his heartfelt words. Your lips parted, ready to confess what you’d known since the day you met. “I love you, Harrison. Completely.”

“I love you, too, princess.”

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Loved this

Hey could you do something for Harrison where he’s stressed about work or something so you offer to “ help him out” thanks I adore all your work

Thanks for the request!

Stress Relief | Harrison Osterfield

“Rough day, baby?” you asked. Your handsome blond boyfriend had flopped face down on the couch the moment you opened the door for him.

“You have no idea,” Harrison mumbled into the cushion. You knelt down beside the couch and rubbed circles on his back. “I could help take your mind off whatever it is,” you offered.

That was how you ended up naked between Harrison’s legs.

“Look at you. My sweet little slut choking on my cock. Using your pretty mouth that’s all for me.”

You moaned at Harrison’s words, increasing the pleasure on his dick with your throat’s vibrations.

“You like when I talk dirty, baby?” he asked as you pulled your head back to swirl your tongue on his dick. 

You popped off to answer. “It’s your voice. It’s so sexy, you could say anything and it would turn me on.” Eagerly, you went back to deep-throating him. You gagged and slobbered on his pole, spit rolling down your chin and hitting your naked breasts. Your lips were stretched to their limit around his thick girth. You moaned again thinking about what else his cock could stretch.

Harrison’s left hand went into your hair to steady your movements. You skated your tongue up his length and he groaned. “Can you take it, love? Can you take all of this?” In answer you gagged down the last inch you’d been neglecting. You made your lips into a suction, sealed tight around his full length even with the tip shoved down your throat. “Fuck,” he groaned.

Harrison bucked his hips and nearly stopped your breathing, but he pulled out before you could complain. Then, he drenched your made-up face in his cum.

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Gracie! We stan a girlfriend that hypes up her man!!! 😍