#harry talk

[secret-rendezvous1d]

Can you please write us a something something where Harry’s tour cater Sarah has arranged her team to make Harry’s wife her own plates of food? I can see their family and friends backstage at Wembley and her pregnant self is pigging out 😂

pleeeeeease. this is adorable.

we all know what harry is like when it comes to healthy-eating.

he's all about vegetables and fruit, healthy eating, salads over burgers and health-kicks, detoxes and all things like that. likes to keep himself in check with fruit smoothies and ginger shots, he'd opt to go good instead of having a treat. except, when his wife fell pregnant, all of that goes went out the window.

sympathy weight.

and yn thinks it's cute. so darn cute.

he has a little more cushion to his love handles, a little more weight in his belly and his cheeks have become a lot more full and round and you can't tell that he's packing the pounds on as the pregnancy progress but he can feel it and... he doesn't mind it. if his wife wanted something greasy, you bet he's buying himself one. if his wife wanted ice-cream, you bet he buys himself a whole carton so she doesn't need to share. if his wife wanted fried chicken or burgers, you bet he buys extra so they can pig out and not feel bad for the other.

so when she joins him on tour, he's making special requests to chef sarah to make yn whatever she wanted. and, of course, sarah could never say no when it comes to her favourite spouse of the tour - that's yn, by the way, much to harry's (fake) annoyance.

pre-show at wembley and you'd think she'd go for some of her home comforts that she misses during the weeks they spend away from london town but, nope. she takes a craving to the meals that sarah cooks; whether it be a plate of dirty fries or a burger or a hot-dog. where everyone has the allocated meal that sarah plans for them to have, yn gets an extra plate that's all for her (with the occasional plate given to whoever she favoured for the day - which, usually, always went to mitch because how could she say no to him?). sat on the sofa in harry's dressing room, watching as he drank from his water bottle, she's gorging on chips covered in ketchup, completely revelling in the get-up that her husband was so gorgeously dressed in.

"ready to come out for a walk or-?"

she shakes her head at his question and smiles cheekily, "i'm just finishing up. i'll meet you backstage before you go on."

"you sure? mum will be here in a minute. she can come and keep you company. think gemma's coming a bit later on."

'i'll be fine here for a bit. go for some fresh air, i'll see you in a second."

"have you got everything you need? all comfy? warm enough?"

she nods and he smiles, walking towards her and pressing a kiss to her forehead. the smell of ketchup feeling a little overwhelming but he took a breath and looked down, catching her eye.

"i love you."

he gives her baby bump a rub and grins wide when he feels his little one kick at the palm of his hand.

"i love you too, little one." x

#harry talk #harry styles imagines

[matildashoney]

coachella

okay, well. this was sent to me by a friend and i had to write it. i'm not even sorry. minors i swear to harry do not interact with this post! rated: very much r spare feedback, pretty please.

Harry didn’t realize how filthy she could be until now.

Until he’s standing in front of her in their bedroom of their rented house in Coachella Valley, and she’s standing at the edge of their bed with only his fur coat and his favorite heels, her body naked and bare from any other accessories. He’s imagined things like this with her, let that be in his filthiest daydreams, but the sight of her in his Gucci coat, standing there waiting for him, is almost too much to handle. It's twisted and filthy and everything he’s ever dreamt about with her, especially since they began dating. He’s mentioned it once or twice, saying that he wants to fuck her in one of his cardigans or jackets, just to experience it one time with her, but that didn’t mean he thought it would happen, he didn’t think he would be like this.

“God, baby, you look,” Harry says, tossing his belongings on the dresser and walking towards her, his smile growing wider as she walks towards him and opens her arms slightly, giving him a clear view of everything he’s wanted to see since she was dancing in the crowd with their friends in a tight little shirt and shorts, leaving everything and nothing to his imagination. He stalks forward, his hands sliding around her waist and his mouth immediately attaching to hers, whispering against her lips, “absolutely amazing.”

“Hm, yeah? You like seeing me like this?” she teases, circling her arms around his shoulders, and basking in the way he kisses her, his mouth heavy and hot against hers. His hands glide along her skin, squeezing her backside and bringing her closer to his chest, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip as he pulls away from her slightly, just enough to whisper something about needing her on the bed before she’s back to teasing him. “Need me that badly, huh?”

“Need you so badly, love,” he says, smacking her cheek harshly and smirking when she leans further into his touch, moaning at the sting on her skin. “Know you need me, too.”

Harry’s right on that one. She needs him. It’s evident in her eyes and the way she’s clinging to his body, in this very moment, the way she’s kissing him, and her hands are coasting down his front, undoing his jeans and shoving his sweater above his head. He’s naked in seconds, and his hands are everywhere on her body, grabbing her chest and her hips and moving her back to the bed where she falls back lightly on the mattress. There’s a thin layer of sweat collecting on her forehead from the jacket, and he knows they’re only about to get even hotter, between the air outside and the heat in their bedroom, but he can’t help but want to see the way the feathers stick to her skin.

“Leave the jacket on for me, baby,” Harry tells her, his mouth chasing down her skin and biting into her chest, a hickey left bright and red on her breast as she pants and nods furiously. She would do anything he told her to when he’s like this, when he’s using those magic lips across her skin. “I’ve been waiting all day to taste you.”

“Taste me, then,” she moans, dropping her head back to the mattress and peering down at him through hooded lids, gasping when he meets her stare and spits directly onto her core, his tongue lapping at her arousal as his head sinks further between her thighs. “Fuck.”

Harry knows what he’s good at, and if it’s one thing that he knows, he can get her off in a matter of minutes.

His lips are wrapped around her clit, suckling at the nerves that make her legs shake in his grasp, and his fingers are thrusting inside of her core at a rate that makes her mind swirl and her jaw drop. Her hands are grappling at his hair, pulling and tugging to tell him his praises, and her legs are shaking on his shoulders, her orgasm drawing near by the second and the humming vibrations coming from his mouth are only making it more impressive.

Harry quickly stops before she can cum, the immediate whine that leaves her throat and the deadly eyes that glare at him making him smirk with pride. He knows exactly what he does to her, and it makes him proud – he’s the only one that can do that for her; that she chose him to do that for her. “Tell me you’re kidding,” she whines, and Harry chuckles to himself, climbing up the bed and slotting himself between her legs, his cock hard between his thighs and ready to feel her around him.

“Want to cum with you around me,” Harry whispers daringly, kissing her lips to prevent her from answering too quickly. “Just a thought.”

“Just a thought,” she repeats, shaking her head with a smirk, “You’ve certainly been thinking about this, huh?”

“Maybe a time or two,” he confesses with a breathy laugh, dropping his head to her shoulder and taking a breath in, waiting for her response. He needs to be inside her soon, otherwise he might explode. He’s been holding out for too long – most of the day, if he’s honest – and the thought of feeling her around him is almost too much to bear.

“Cum inside me,” she whispers after a moment, making her decision and spreading her legs a big wider to accommodate him between them. Her hand takes his cock and pumps his shaft a few times before lining him up at her core, her eyes fluttering shut when he finally sinks inside of her.

“Are you sure?”

“Fuck,” she breathes out, her fingers gripping at his biceps as he thrusts as a frustratingly slow pace, “yes, but only if you move faster.” Harry laughs at the commentary and nods, picking up the pace of his thrusts and swiveling his hips the way he knows she loves and the way that makes her feel good, that hits the right spots and makes her eyes roll to the back of her head. He’s rough in the right ways, one hand moving to sit around her neck and squeeze just enough to make her breathily say, “Oh fuck.”

Harry’s just right for her, she thinks to herself, feeling the way her body clenches around him and he never fails to keep moving, to keep hitting the deepest spot inside of her that makes her whole body shake. Her nails dig into his arms, her core clenching around his cock, and he thinks that nothing could be more perfect than this, the way this feels, and the sensation that is making him want to orgasm on the spot.

"Fuck, I'm about to cum,” Harry grunts in her ear, feeling the way her orgasm spills all over him mid-thrust, and he knows he’s done for and there’s nothing that’s going to feel as good as this, right now.

“Come on, baby,” she breathes out tiredly, laying back against the mattress and sinking into the coat wrapped around her, sweat collecting all over her forehead and her hairline, her body warm and sticky to the touch. “You’re so fucking good.”

Harry can’t hold back any longer when she praises him, spilling into her and holding himself above her on shaky forearms, feeling the weight of his body on top of her as her legs wrap around his waist and bring him closer. He smiles at her, kissing her cheeks and finding his way to her mouth, muttering a quiet, “I love you,” before leaning back to look at her.

“Fulfill the fantasy, now?”

Harry laughs, “Mhm, very much so. Thank you.”

“How the hell did you wear this thing on stage? It’s ridiculously hot in here.”

“I wasn’t getting fucked on stage. Not as hot, then. Now, was I?”

#harry #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry x you #harry x yn #harry x reader #harry x fem reader #harry styles smut #harry smut #harry talk

[floralsandgucci]

So I did something.. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

Harry Styles is the UK’s mafia boss. Everyone and anyone is scared of him, men want to be and kids run from him.

Some mafia bosses outside of the UK know of the name and want him killed, others want to befriend him. Harry? He doesn’t give a shit what people think. He’s here to do one thing, and one thing only.

Make money and be successful.

That was until he met Y/N. The cute florist who he met by chance one day whilst he went to pick flowers up for his mothers birthday. She loves sunflowers.

“Excuse me, pick up for Styles.” The brunette announces whilst tapping the bell on the wooden desk.

Ding

“Coming! Just a sec, I’ll grab them.” Y/N announces whilst tidying the back office. She picks up the bouquet of sunflowers and walks over to the desk, admiring the flowers making sure they’re perfect.

“Here they a-.” She looks up after putting the case on the desk and stops in her tracks.

He’s beautiful.

“Cat got your tongue?” Harry smirks.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #baby love #harry talk #one direction #one direction imagines #hs #hslot 2022 #mafia!harry

[styles4miles]

Gawd damn late night talking makes me feel like I wanna dance and never stop

#harry’s house #late night talking #harry styles #harry talk

[machinerot]

#my art #you know he was being a little shit #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #harrykim #disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #this is the first drawing ive managed to finish in over a year (we dont talk about the 3 million wips) #so thank you gay people for getting rid of my art block 🫶 i love you #i didnt use a reference though so apologies if the proportions look a bit wonky but GOD i had so much fun making this #ive missed Enjoying doing art. like actually enjoying the process and not just impatiently rushing for the finished piece #like maybe art IS fun.. #crazy. anyways #this sideblog is brand new so i doubt people will even see this but!! if you do then i should have some more DE art on the way :-)

[ohwowimlonley]

ohhhh free use with poly!marauders would be something like the boys making it hard for reader to do watch a movie because they keep using her holes and passing her around. imagine the boys sitting in one couch and the reader is seated in remus' dick, waiting for him to cum until she is passed to the other boys 😵‍💫

Changed this a tiny bit to fit a bit better but here :) (btw its roommates!marauders)

Cw for free use/advanced consent

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You’re alone in your room, curled up in the corner of your bed, blanket covering your thighs as you finally start watching you’re favourite movie. It’s the middle of the day, so you’re the only one at home while the boys are out at work. See, you and your roommates had come to an agreement; they would go out to work and pay the rent and bills and buy groceries (and occasionally gifts for you), allowing you to spend your days as you please. In return, they ask for only one thing: your advanced consent.

Now, let’s not get silly here, you can always tell the boys no at any time, and they constantly remind you of that fact. All the agreement means is that they don’t have to ask you, and sometimes they pull you away from what you’re doing when they really need you. There are also a few rules in place. For example, you shouldn’t wear panties around the house (that is, excluding extenuating circumstances), and you shouldn’t touch yourself before asking for their help first.

Just as the plot starts to get good, your bedroom door creeks open. You jump, not expecting anyone to be home for at least and hour and a half, but relax when you see it’s only Remus. Once he determines you’re not in the middle of something vital, he pushes the rest of the way into your room. He doesn’t say a word to you just yet, just pulls his tshirt over his head and works on unzipping his jeans, pulling out his cock from his boxers and tugging on it.

“Rem! You’re home early,” you grin up at him, not bothering to ask him why, it doesn’t matter so long as he’s home. He makes a noncommital ‘hmph’ sound as he clambers up next to you, grasping at your him and turning you onto your stomach, letting your shirt rise up and expose your pussy to the room, still puffy from James using it this morning.

“Shush,” he grunts, but he doesn’t really mean it. He just wants to get inside you as quickly as he can, “boys’ll be home soon, wanna have you first,”

You go to respond, but Remus interrupts your train of thought by letting a fat glob of spit fall from his lips onto the folds of your pussy and follows it with scraping his fingers through the stickiness. He wastes no time at all before slipping his cock into you, not going slow like he usually does to let you get used to his size.

You whine loudly at the burn his cock leaves you with, and while he doesn’t slow down he does set a soothing hand on the small of your back and bends over yiu to press a kiss to the bcak of your neck as he starts up his fast pace. It doesn’t take long for you to get used to the stretch, and you let your mouth drop open in a long, continuous moan.

You lose yourself in the sensations, almost forgetting about the movie still playing in the background as your roommate manhandles you all over your bed, using his full strength to let out his frustration on you. Remus hears the soft click of the front door opening, but you don’t, so you let out a confused whine when he pulls out of you.

“Shh, sweetheart,” he soothes, seating himself at the head of your bed and pulling you over his thighs, slipping himself back into you, “boys’re home, gotta make sure they don’t take my girl, huh?”

You don’t respond. You can’t, what with Remus slipping his fingers against your poor, aching clit. The door to your room is already wide open, so James and Sirius can see the two of you as soon as they get to the upstairs landing. James clears his throat and you whip your head around to see your two other roommates standing side by side, watching you take Remus’ cock. You make eye contact with Sirius, and he rolls his eyes playfully.

“Told you he’d get home first,” he jabs his elbow into James’ rib before taking his hand and sitting on the end of your bed with the other boy in tow.

“Your fault really, Pads,” he points out, then smiles up at you, shrugging his shoulders, “the boys were arguing this morning about who got to have you first when we got home,”

“I was gonna share with Jamesie here, but Moony’s a stinkin cheater,” the boy in question doesn’t pay them any attention, just renews his grip on your hips and brings them down to meet his own thrusts.

“Rem!” You protest, turning back towards him and putting your palms on his chest to keep your balance. You can feel him throbbing inside you, a telltale sign that he’s close, and thank goodness for that because you’re getting there too, and on days where they pass you back and forth like this, it’s best if you cum as little as possible in the beginning.

“Who’s it gonna be next, love?” James is always more careful with you, his voice always questioning, never demanding. This by no means indicates that he isn’t just as desperate as you. In fact, on days where it’s all three boys, theres never a time where he isn’t practically forcing his cock into you.

There’s no opportunity for you to even try to answer his question, because Remus is anchoring you to him and spurting his cum deep inside you.

Sirius goes to tug you from Remus’ lap, but he locks his arms around your back and prevents you from moving even an inch further away from him. Sirius and James let out grumbles of displeasure.

“Rem, honey, share,” you remind him. When he eventually lets you go, James gets to you first, “can I face this way? I wanna watch my movie,”

All three boys chuckle amoungst themselves, and silently vow to make it as difficult as possible for you to watch your movie.

#•megs talks• #•megs smutty daydreams• #marauders x y/n #marauders x you #marauders x reader #marauders moodboard #marauders fic #marauders smut #marauders #james potter x y/n #james potter x reader #james potter smut #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin smut #sirius black x reader #sirius black smut #harry potter x reader smut #harry potter x reader

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

#DPxDC #dcxdp #Danny makes a card game to save the world. #Technically he worded the ritual so that they had to ‘beat’ him as those are the most powerful barriers and most reliable. #keys can just get lost or stolen (like the one to Pariah’s Coffin) #A riddle would be useless once someone figured out the answer. Like how no one takes the sphynx seriously anymore. #(Sorry Tuck. But it’s true). #And there is NO WAY Danny is just leaving a hole open for anyone to pass through. No thank you! #So…beating him. But it’s not like Danny wanted to fight so…he edited the ritual a TINY bit. Card games are good. Much less painful too. #Danny Tucker and Sam made the most complicated card game they could imagine. #It’s based on their strategies for fighting ghosts. Capturing them in thermoses. And MUCH based on a on field battle strategy. #It often requires spontaneous thinking on the spot. So Danny? In his ELEMNT. It doubles as practice for his actual ghost battles too. #They had SO much fun making this. #Sam added an entire series of plant cards that act as traps and healing ointments and duds that just take up the field. #Tucker added legitimate hyroglyphics combined with Latin as well as English and ghost speak. #Yes. You actually have to speak that language to play. With proper pronunciation. (Amity Parker’s think the three are talking gibberish.) #I headcanon Sam and Tucker are fluent in Ghost. #Constantine WILL figure this game out SO HELP HIM! #Some of the cards also have combinations related to constellations either in name or placement on the board. #By the way the board is based on a Hexagonal summoning circle with Rhunes along the edges #And the placement of the cards on the board and on what rhune MATTERS. #Also the cards move disintegrate and have certain abilities. Think of Harry Potter Wizard Chess. #But they are normal when Danny plays at school. This is just for ✨effect✨ Against invaders. #Danny faces multiple opponents. He also halts alien invasions. #While Danny COULD stop crime on earth he’s not sure how to fight a normal human and hold back so he sticks to ghosts. #The Justice league are going crazy trying to figure out who this entity is and after deep research are convinced this is some sort of #Ancient being who has protected earth for millenia. They have paintings on ruins and everything. #Danny is not aware they think this. #Raven starts praying to Danny as if he is a god and wrangles the other Teen Titans into doing so as well. Danny is still unaware of this. #Danny is not a King or an ancient. Just a very VERY strong ghost.

[wolvesandshine]

Pettigrew is stronger than me cause if my animagus was a fucking rat while my friends were a stag, dog and wolf(kinda) respectively I would snap too especially if they called me wormtail

#hot take y’all #ik im right thanks for coming to my ted talk #regulus black #marauders era #marauders era funny #marauders era textpost #harry potter #jegulus #marauders #james potter #starchaser #sunseeker #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #wolfstar #sirius black #dead gay wizards

[littleliterarylesbian]

I think people need to use Barty to explore the thin line between brilliance and insanity more.

#hes canonically super smart and super crazy #lets talk ab it!!! #marauders era #marauders #harry potter #dead gay wizards #dead wizards from the 70s #bartemius crouch junior #bartemius crouch jr #barty crouch junior #barty crouch jr #why is there so many variations of his name my goodness

[frm9pm]

My wife and I were walking around the city and when we saw a dumbledore poster we immediately turned to each other and made this hand gesture LOL

#Drarry #she knows HP only from the books/movies as a kid so she’s been enduring me talk about it constantly recently #even shes like ‘I think dumbledore did Harry dirty’ :( #anyways ppl prob thought we were insane cus I was laughing so hard #she usually doesn’t do silly stuff like that

[erinsintra]

absolutely obssessed with how good the urban planning of hallownest is. the stag can take you absolutely anywhere. there are trams to access dangerous locations they can't get across, and everything is absolutely free. walkable neighbourhoods are a must, even in a setting where some people can fly.

more than that, the kingdom fell long ago, and everything is only like a tenth of what it used to be. which means things were actually EVEN BETTER at some point

#no i will not stop talking about this random game that came out five years ago #you mfs still talk about undertale and harry potter and no one's complaining about it #hollow knight #the knight #the hollow knight #hallownest #silksong #fyp #memes #tumblr fyp #fypツ #explore #funny #hilarious #explorepage #fypage #foryou #meme #dumb shit #shitpost #shitposting #video game #video games #videogame #videogames #indie games

[secret-rendezvous1d]

So that pic of H in a cafe in Paris - imagine him, the missus and little bubs in a high chair enjoying just a bite to eat and bubs just making hand gestures for more food that Harry is helping her with 🥺

i wanna experience paris with harry :(((( changed a little but still the same, kind of.

the weather was warm and the sunshine gave a flush feeling upon her bare ankles as it peeked just beneath the awning of the quaint little parisian cafe hidden down the alley beside their hotel.

the faint sounds of passing traffic filled the silence, the dinging of the bells on a cyclists bike as they cycled by on the quiet street she was overlooking from the window seat she had chosen to perch down at.

the smell of baked goods filled the air and made yn's stomach rumble low in her belly as she waiting for harry to come back with the tray of coffees and cakes.

people were passing by and she could see that they'd realised herself, and harry, were on a wander around the city. she could hear the gentle whispers and the cooing as fans watched harry kiss the head of the little newborn baby girl, who was strapped to his front in the papoose he'd insisted on trying out for once, at the counter of the cafe.

she smiles at those who smile at her, waves to the ones who wave at her, but she never lifts herself from her seat in hopes that they would understand they were having a moment to themselves, as a family, before he was back to the work, on stage, that evening for his paris show. that the small number of people that were queuing up to see him outside of the coffee shop, no doubt, were going to. her phone becoming something of a distraction as she waited for harry to pay up at the till.

"chocolate croissant and a hot mocha for my lady," he hums softly, not to disturb the settled (but still wide-awake) baby pressed to his chest and taking in the surroundings that she could see, "and a tart for myself. their iced coffees are good here, didn't fancy one?"

"haven't had a mocha in a long while, tickled my fancy when i saw it on the board outside," yn grins, helping take the tray from his hands so he could sit down comfortably, and she can tell he's trying to not notice the fans but she knows the excited feeling they're experiencing, "it's okay, h."

he acknowledges those who had come to see him, says hello, but politely declines to have photos taken as he just wanted to spend his afternoon not being followed or photographed with his little family. and soon after, they leave. smiling widely at just even seeing him in the moment of his downtime life.

"i know it's not something you enjoy but, they were sweet," yn smiles, watching as the girls gush to each other about what they'd all just experienced. his eyes were just focused on his little baby - someone, out of the three of them, who had no idea who he was in the public eye and was just her dad. "it's okay to deal with it like that. i know you. you feel guilty you haven't people pleased."

"shut up," he snorts softly, a smile on his lips, situating himself in his seat and pressing a kiss to seff's soft tufts of hair, "i'm forever thankful for what they've given me but, at the moment, time and a place. i'm with you, i'm with seff, i'm happy and i just want to experience it with you. not everyday we get to be in paris, the three of us, drinking coffees and eating french pastries."

"you're such a soppy bugger," she giggles, "but you're my soppy bugger."

"always," he smirks, lifting up the plastic cup fills to the brim with his iced coffee, taking a sip through the straw and swallowing it, the ice cold on his teeth but the caffeine almost instantly coursing through his body, "happy with your mocha or? i see you eyeing this up."

"i might get one to go," she nods, taking a sip from her cup, "it's a good mocha, too. good coffee all round." xx

#harry talk #harry styles imagines

[matildashoney]

harry sp@nking u w the strawberry belt 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

i need to log off

harry isn't gentle about it. he wants to see the mark on her skin. he's made that much very clear by the way he's manhandling her and picking her up and flipping her around on the bed. he's playing dominant tonight, very strictly, and the rules to get over his knees are making her weak and feel shaky with excitement. it's not often that he's like this - so strict - and it's a treat for her. she does as she's told by him, going right over his knees and turning her head sideways to see what he's going to do next. "this is going hurt, doll, but i know you like that," he teases, wrapping the belt around his hand after rubbing her cheeks a few times to warm the skin. he grabs the belt buckle in his hand tightly, making sure that that'll be the thing to leave the mark on her skin for later. he wants to see his print on her skin, much like he usually leaves a handprint, but this was different, a different type of marking. it was more of a statement than his hand, saying, "you're mine and only mine," in a way that only he could do for her. that's only sexy when he does it. he spanks her once, twice, three times more for good measure, making sure the imprint of the strawberry is easily seen for tomorrow. she whines and mewls against him, jolting forward with each spank, but he can feel her arousal on his bare thigh and he knows it's okay by her nods and whispers of approval. it's just the beginning of the night, but he is sure to stare at the imprint the entirety of the day when they're walking around their house and it's peeking through the sides of her underwear. just for good measure, of course.

#harry talk #holy water now #ask stillafineline #i got imagines for a heart #submit to stillafineline

[floralsandgucci]

I’m see Harry in 6 days.. I feel sick

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #baby love #harry talk #styles #hslot #hslot23 #loveontour23 #cardiffn1hslot

[styles4miles]

Are you fucking kidding me the screaming high notes in cinema I swear this man is trying to kill me

#harry’s house #harry talk #cinema

[iamnmbr3]

Draco in second year like: Did you hear? Ginny Weasley has a crush on Harry Potter. How embarrassing. Can you imagine? Can you imagine someone being attracted to Harry Potter? I couldn't. I mean what's he got besides his stupid scar and his stupid hair and his stupid green eyes and his Seeker skills and his heroics?

Can you believe someone is actually attracted to that? I can't. It must be so embarrassing for her friends. Imagine having to put up with that. Imagine if someone just talked about Harry Potter all the time. It would drive me mad.

The entirety of Slytherin House: ...........

#Pansy and co had to put up with so much. #i will never get over the fact that canonically in the books draco talked about harry so much that lucius had to yell at him to stop #drarry #Harry Potter #Draco Malfoy #Harry Potter and the chamber of secrets #Harry Potter book 2 #my post