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mrs-hollandstan · 1 year

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Could you plz write something about dad!harrison dealing with his toddler’s tantrums/terrible twos.

I changed this just a lil but it's still similar

There was nothing better than watching Haz be a dad. He was the best with your little girl. Even when she, herself, was a nightmare. Jane looked just like her daddy, and of course you'd joked about her having his attitude too, but it wasn't necessarily true. Like today.

You had announced to Harrison that you were pregnant with his second child, and before you announced it to Jane, he wanted to be able to tell her if she was getting a little sister or a little brother. It turned out your new baby was a boy, much to Harrison's surprise considering the similarities in your first and second pregnancy. But regardless, he was excited to tell your baby girl. And the result was less than perfect.

His announcement came from you, and was you telling her she was getting a baby brother from mommy's tummy soon, and almost the second you told her they were a boy, she'd burst in tears and she was sobbing and screaming, her face bright red.

Harrison had grabbed her and cradled her in his arms, her head tucked into her shoulder. He pouts at you,

"She's really upset." He murmurs. You smile,

"She'll get over it." He scoffs,

"She will, I won't." He tells you. You giggle,

"I'm sure you won't." He sighs, sitting her on the couch,

"Jane darling… you are going to have so much fun either your baby brother. You having a little sister won't change anything. You can be just as mean to a little boy." He reasons. She heaves as she continues to cry. You can tell by the look in Harrison's eyes that it's killing him. You move in, stroking her hair down,

"Jane…" You wait until her eyes meet yours, "you like Mr. Shadow right?" You reference her stuffed bear from Harrison's mom. She nods, wiping her red rimmed eyes. You hum,

"And you love having tea parties with him huh?" You pose. She nods again. You smile,

"Well… the bigger the party, the more extravagant you have to get which means cake and ice cream at your tea parties." You tell her. Harrison looks between you, watching Jane light up at the mention of a few of her favorite things. You press a hand to your belly,

"Your baby brother is gonna have his own friends like Mr. Shadow and I just know that's he's going to want to join yours and Mr. Shadow's tea parties and he'll help you get that cake and ice cream." You bribe. Harrison's heart lightens at the look in Jane's eyes, his hand reaching out to smooth her hair down. He leans in and kisses her cheek,

"You're gonna be such a good big sister huh J?" He poses. She nods, glancing up at him, "to a baby brother huh?" He adds, testing the waters. She gives a sniffle, but she nods again, staring up at him,

"Yeah." He smiles,

"That's my good girl. Think there's still some of Uncle Tom's red velvet cake left in the fridge, you wanna check?" He asks her. She nods, eyes lighting up again, throwing herself into his arms. He smiles, kissing her temple. You stand along with him, following him into the kitchen. After he fetches the leftover birthday cake Tom had insisted you take home for your little girl and a fork, he turns to you,

"How bout…" He takes your hand, "We stop at two. If I have to pick up the pieces again after she has a breakdown over another baby brother, I'll have to commit myself to a psych ward." You giggle as he corners you against the counter. Reaching up to stroke his cheek, you lean in and kiss him,

"You're the one insistent on a second baby. Wasn't my idea to get pregnant again." He smiles, leaning in to kiss you again, a little more soundly this time, humming,

"I know but… maybe not a third." He murmurs. You nod,

"Keep it in your pants then Osterfield." You squeal as he smacks your bottom before he's fishing two more forks from the drawer,

"Let's see how much baby boy likes cake before his big sister's tea parties." He murmurs, handing one to you and twirling one between his fingers. He watches you chew for a moment, wondering how he got so lucky with two of the most gorgeous girls on earth and a little boy on the way.

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jahayla-parker · 1 year

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300 Followers and Birthday Celebration!

Thank you all for the support, it’s crazy I have 300 of you on here 💜

To thank you, I’m doing two interactive things:

I will be hosting a voting/poll for you to chose which work will be posted next (minus a few I have queued up already for next few days -mentioned below). These details will be found at the bottom of this post!

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Poll/Voting Information (Open till November 18th 12pm/Noon PST):

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Vote must be submitted by November 18th (Friday) at 12pm/Noon PST to be counted

Options are:

Lying Bastard : Kaz Brekker

Kaz breaks up with reader and sends her away claiming it is because she can’t keep up when it is actually for her own protection. Jesper eventually notices and tells Kaz they need to go and “get his girl back”.

To Gamble or Not to Gamble : Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of “We can't afford to gamble like this." "Are you kidding? This is the perfect time to gamble."

Disappointed : Preference for Kaz Brekker, Peter Parker, and Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of: "I mean, what did you expect?" “Nothing. And I was still disappointed."

Game Over : Preference for Tom Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Kaz Brekker, and Jesper Fahey

Based on prompt of: "You're supposed to be dead!" "Yeah, sorry about that."

Cannot Be Broken : Tom Holland

Reader is Tom’s gf and she ends up injured due to a fan interaction (protective Tom)

Crushing Plans : Peter Parker

Reader is classmate of Peter’s and has a crush on him. Peter has to chose between y/n and MJ. Reader is a good witch and helps Peter during the events of Far From Home.

Dents & Dinners : Tom Holland

Tom takes reader out to dinner after he hits her in the head with a golf ball.

Instant Support: Harrison Osterfield

Reader is in a long distance relationship with Haz but supports him when he experiences a loss and he returns the favor when she loses someone close to her.

Comfortable: Austin Butler

Reader and Austin have been dating for awhile and y/n notices he is beginning to worry too much about his appearance and fame, prompting her to press for a night in just the two of them in comfortable clothes.

Happily Ever After Series : Harrison Osterfield

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

Happily Ever After Series: Tom Holland

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

“Til Death” Happily Ever After Series: Kaz Brekker

Series will cover Proposal, Family and friend reactions, Blurbs on bachelor party and best men, Wedding planning, wedding day

Warmth : Tom Holland

Autumn prompt where Tom encourages reader to change out of her wet clothes

Halloween Treats: Tom Holland

Tom and reader end up having a make out session while trying to pass out candy on Halloween

Risk : Kaz Brekker

Y/n was his greatest risk, but he’d risk anything for her

Burning Vengeance: Kaz Brekker

Reader seeks vengeance on those who wronged Kaz in the past

Getting Personal: Tom Holland 18+

Reader is the personal assistant for Tom and they start a sexual relationship

Stuck : Kaz Brekker

They were stuck together for better or for worse, no matter what demons and past lives existed. Kaz was stuck with accepting that y/n cared for him and saw the good in him no matter what.

Never Steal From The Devil : Kaz Brekker x Reader (& Six of Crows x Platonic!Reader)

Someone makes the horrible mistake of kidnapping y/n and has to learn firsthand why you never steal from the devil

Wips that are not open to voting

Under The Weather : Freddy Carter

Freddy takes care of a sick reader.

Not an option as already scheduled

TikTok Prank Preference of “Stuck tampon” for : Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Sam Holland, Harry Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Kaz Brekker, Freddy Carter, Jesper Fahey, Aaron Warner, Cardan Greenbriar, Pjn Hawthorne, Austin Butler

Blurb preference with the characters/people listed above based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Not an option as already pre scheduled

Happy Birthday : Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Harrison Osterfield, Nikolai Lantsov, Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Freddy Carter, Austin Butler, Cardan Greenbriar

Blurb and moodboards for how they’d celebrate reader’s birthday and their own.

Not an option as already pre scheduled

Bewitched Love : Peter Parker

Reader from crushing plans x Peter during NWH events

Not an option as this is a part two to Crushing Plans.

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thegirlintheswivelchair · 2 years

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WIP LIST SHOW AND TELL

Ooooo boy, was tagged by @cocoamoonmalfoy and @storybookholland for a wip list!

Wow! I have more than I realized that I actually work on. A lot of these I am bouncing around and adding to them here and there weekly when I have a chance to write. I love a lot of them and can’t wait to share them with you all!

PETER PARKER (aka Spider-Man 😂)

I Knew You || a mini series

The Time You Took (From Us) || post nwh

Kind of Amazing || smut 🙃

Eyes on Me || my on going blurb series

Thrive || superpowers!reader - identity reveal

Don’t Break The Mona Lisa || a mini series (or really long oneshot. Haven’t decided.)

Champagne and Whiskey || a series (rated R for smut)

Psycho || villain!reader

Aranea || Hogwarts AU

HARRISON OSTERFIELD (aka Look. At. His. Eyes. 😮‍💨)

Bad Habits || smut - vampire!haz 🧛

I Totally Thought… || friends to lovers 😉

THE IRREGULARS (aka My Favorite Found Family 🥰)

The Fountain of Ichor || part 5 & the epilogue

Wicked Ones || part 2

Come talk to me about them! This writer feeds off comments and curiosity 😃

No pressure at all for anyone I tag: @hotforharrison @hogwartsmarvelmommy @violetlilysunshine @tommysparker and anyone else who wants to show their work off! 😃

#come be anonymous #or not #I’d love to chat #kena’s wip update #tag im it

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dovenymph · 3 years

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little lune

authors note: inspired by @soulmemesarc birthday prompts!🥳🎂 also this is unedited sorry for any typos

" no no no! breakfast in bed for the birthday girl/boy/angel! lie down, let me take care of this... "

" so there's this tradition. a law, really. i have to kiss you as many times as your age. so prepare yourself, babe. "

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you and harrison really didn’t have much in common.

this, you discovered, on your first date. he’d seen you at his neighborhood coffee shop on multiple occasions and prayed each day that you couldn’t see the infatuation building in his eyes, hoping one day soon, he’d’ve built up the courage to finally talk to you.

and you both thank god that that day had come and you spent nearly the entire day tucked away in the corner of the cafe talking about everything and anything.

he loved dogs, liked to consider himself a dog dad, even though the blue-grey staffy he showed you just over one million pictures of, technically belonged to his best friend. you on the other hand, grew up with cats curled up at your feet.

harrison could stay out all night, and did most weekends! very used to having to scrub last nights remnants off his body in the mornings and piecing together the events through blurry instagram stories. whereas, you were much more lowkey. always down for a good time, but couldn’t really stand the feeling of other people’s sweat on you while packed in a crowded club

despite this, the two of you fit together like puzzle pieces. like he was the sun, and you were the moon.

when harrison first brought up the comparison, you laughed and teased him for being such a cliche but when he smiled down and replied with “just for you, my little lune”

your face burned under his palms as he spoke the pet name so adoringly and with so much kindness in his eyes. and in that moment, you both knew that your differences in opinion were trivial and the only thing that mattered was you both bonded over your growing affection.

there was one thing you both had in common though and that was sleep.

you could sleep for hours each, harrison very proudly bragging that his record was 18 hours straight.

whenever you went over to his house, he immediately locked the two of you in his room, receiving many suggestive comments from his roommates about the nature of your activities, but in reality he just locked his arms around you and took you to dreamland with him as the two of you slept the day away.

so it was no surprise that that was the position you both were in right now, the morning of your birthday slipping away like a handful of sand through open fingertips.

soon enough though, the ring of your phone had gone off too many times for you to ignore and you had to wake up and face the multitude of happy birthday calls you were receiving, without a doubt waking your boyfriend in the process.

“mmm, tell them to fuck off” he muttered as your cousin wished you a happy birthday, the phone being passed around to all your relatives.

“can’t babe, m’family’s callin’”

“b-but… we haven’t had a birthday snuggle yet”

the softness in his tone (his teddy bear persona being reserved for your eyes only) practically melted you “almost over, m’love”

five minutes later, the last of your cousins and aunts and uncles had wished you a happy birthday and you hung up, the multiple conversations taking away any last shreds of slumber.

you looked over at haz who had his face smushed into the pillow, his soft, blond hair swept into his face, looking as delicate as ever. his hands involuntarily twitching at the comforter as they called out for yours to intertwine with.

with a smile you cautiously slipped off the bed, but he still awoke anyways, poking his head up like a child. “where ya going?”

“to start the kettle, go back to sleep.”

“no no no!” he whined “breakfast in bed for the birthday girl. lie down, let me take care of this.” he dragged himself out of bed, placed a tender and loving kiss to your forehead before shoving you to the mattress and throwing the covers over your entire body, leaving you nothing but a giggling white sheet.

his heart soared in his chest at the sound as he made his way to your kitchen. he’d only been over your place a few times, your relationship still relatively new. so he tried his best to quietly turn on the kettle and then locate your pots and pans to get started on a birthday breakfast for you.

as he was flipping the pancakes, he started thinking about making a little smile with the strawberries and that brought a little smile to his face.

he barely recognized himself when he was around you. he was so lovesick, so head over heels for you. unlike he’d ever been with any of his previous girlfriends.

your relationship wasn’t in the early stages per-say, he openly called you his girlfriend, and you your boyfriend, but he still felt the need to impress you, he still felt nerves creep in his stomach before every date. the honeymoon stage, as some liked to call it. the comfortability was just around the corner, he was sure of it. but until then, he liked to keep you on your toes.

placing the meal on a tray and walking back to your bedroom, he thought to later tonight and bit his lip. he had planned something for you, something grand. it was a little much for your first birthday spent together, but he only realized that after everything was payed for; but you deserved it. you deserved all the magnificent things life had to offer, and he would fall to his knees in order to be the one to give them to you. so he hoped you would like it.

“happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday my darling, happy birthday to you” he sung as you looked up at him from under the covers.

“thank you, lovie. it looks great.” you smiled and he carefully placed the tray on your lap, crawling up next to you.

“anything for you, lune.” he spoke with a kiss to your lips.

that was how the morning progressed, bites of pancake shared here and there, syrup flavored kisses peppered in between.

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

haz’s wet chest was pressed against your back in the bath. the room scented vanilla and filled to the brim with bubbles and candlelight.

“what do you want to do later today, haz?”

“anything you like sweetness, you’re the birthday girl.”

“hmm, nothing planned big guy?” you teased, and he splashed a little water on your exposed torso.

“of course i do… but, it’s still your day, you can do whatever you want.” he replied, pressing kisses to your neck.

“whatever i want?”

“mmhmm, have whatever, do whatever… have me do whatever you want… to you” he spoke, voice deep and kisses hard.

your heart rate picked up, sure he could sense it as he pressed his tongue to your pressure point, gasping you consented with “i like the sound of that”

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

“haz… can you at least slow down???”

“sorry! sorry! it’s not my fault i swear!” he retorted, swerving in and out of his lane.

“yeah well i can’t exactly tell now can i?” you snapped, feeling around the blindfold he insisted you wore

“hey! don’t mess with it! we’re almost there!” harrison looked over at you and worried his bottom lip in nervousness. the location was only down the road and every possibility was running through his head. did he invite enough of your friends? sure you got along with his housemates and coworkers, but he didn’t want you to feel awkward at your own party. was it too much, would you feel too pressured?

he turned into the parking lot and took a deep breath, you were here now, so it was now or never. “can i take it off now?”

“yes, sweetness.”

you yanked it off and immediately looked around, face contorting in confusion.

“cmon, it’s around the corner.” he grabbed your hand and started to make his way.

“i- i hope you like it. if you don’t that’s fine, we can do something else. i swear! no pressure really, this, this is really just an idea. but i thought it seemed fun, so i, yeah, again, i just hope you like it.” he rambled, about to add on another reassurance that you could leave whenever you wanted when your gasp interrupted him.

“woah…” you took in the field before you. fair games, food trucks, rides and even a ferris wheel covered the entire ground. your friends already enjoying the festivities.

“haz this… this is amazing…” your head snapped towards his as you thew yourself into his arms. “th-thank you so much, oh my god!”

harrison knew that if you weren’t anchoring him in that moment, he would’ve floated to heaven. you were so sweet and happy, he was more than elated.

“it’s all for you, babe. let’s go enjoy, yeah?” he said, pride running through his veins at the good job he did.

you found your friends, all giving you bear hugs and dragging you away from harrison to go on rides. he didn’t mind, he got to spend all day with you, and you were too good not to share.

he sat at one of the picnic benches as tom brought over two slices of pizza. “mate, i gotta say, this is fucking awesome”

harrison beamed at him at the compliment. “yeah i know!”

tom laughed and shook his head, “wanna call you a smug div, but honestly, y’should be proud of yourself.”

harrison felt his cheeks warm at his friends words. “thanks mate, i- i’m just glad she likes it.”

tom let out a *whapush* noise, “so whipped.” and harrison just rolled his eyes, but bit back any denials. he was whipped for you. not only did the thousands in pounds he spent for tonight prove it, but the way his heart danced in his chest at the mere though of you, did too.

“yeah, i guess i am” he smirked, meeting tom in a fist bump and beelined towards you.

you felt his arms wrap around your waist from behind as you spoke to your friend, her eyes lighting up at the scene.

“mind if i steal her for a moment?” he asked, giving your friend his best puppy eyes, to which she giggled and shook her head, sending you a wink on her way.

“y’alright, birthday girl?” he muttered, head buried in your neck.

“more than alright. thank you again haz, i really, i really don’t know how i can make this up to you.”

he spun you around in his arms and gave you a passionate kiss, trying to convey all his love through it, hopefully telling you that you didn’t have to make anything up to him, that he’d buy you the earth if it’d make you smile.”

when he pulled away, you stared up at him like he was a figure from your dreams and he thinks you understood him.

“cmon, let’s go on the ferris wheel!”

“lead the way, lune.”

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

the night sky surrounded you both as you at at the top of the ferris wheel, looking down at the city.

“so…,” harrison began. you hummed in response and he squeezed your clasped hands together.

“so there's this tradition. a law, really. i have to kiss you as many times as your age. so prepare yourself, babe.”

you laughed and scooted impossibly closer to him, “oh yeah?”

“mmhmm! now remember, i don’t make the laws, only enforce them.”

he began to count upwards from one and kiss your lips. some soft and light, others held out and leaving you a little breathless.

“so many kisses tonight, i love it”

“well there’s more where that came from.” he said, “now where was i? oh right, 16…”

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skymoonandstardust · 4 years

Conversation

Tom: *walks in with the chickens*

Harrison: ". . .What have you got there?"

Tom: ". . .The eggs you asked me to pick up from the shop."

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tomsrebeleyebrow · 3 years

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That's not fair! There's already strip pong with Tom and now you wrote strip poker with Tom as well. What about haz? :(

worry not, my dear nonnie, i’m gonna give ya some strip pong smut with hazza boy 👀🔥🥵

NSFW / +18 content under the cut so beware!!

The plop of the ping pong ball dropping into the red beer cup made you scream in victory, quickly starting a silly celebration dance in only a loose shirt and panties. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, let a long sigh out at his new defeat.

“Come on, drink it up, boy!” you excitedly declared in a sing-song voice, eyes a bit blurry and cheeks glowing red from all the beer you already drank. “And striiiiip that down for me!”

Harrison sent you a death glare – which meant no harm since the boy couldn’t even see pretty clearly himself, then took the ball out of the red cup before gulping down the beverage in it straight away. With not a single care anymore (or at least until Tom and Harry would return to the flat tomorrow), the boy threw the now empty cup over his shoulder. He was standing on one side of the kitchen counter, almost in his birthday suit since the only remaining piece of clothing he had on was his white boxers.

And let’s be honest, you were definitely enjoying the view of his slight drunk self – the messy dirty blond locks on top of his head, naked and toned torso, big hands grabbing onto the marble counter with his large biceps on display that could carry you around and pin you on whatever surface so easily to fuc–

But your train of thought got suddenly interrupted as something was thrown in your face, not hurting you at all. A bit startled, you quickly grabbed the object to then notice it was…

“A sock?” you exclaimed, frowning at the tiny grey fabric before caughting your boyfriend’s look once again with that huge smirk of his. “Wait– socks don’t count as stripping!”

Harrison shrugged his shoulders. “And why that, babe? That’s still clothes to me” he then added, now laughing at your pouting face because oh does he know you hated losing.

And the gods legitimately switched camps after that game. Because you lost for good. As you were about to take off your shirt, which would leave you utterly naked to the blonde’s eyes, you had just enough time to grab onto the edge of the fabric when Harrison almost teleported beside you, picking you up before laying your back on the kitchen counter.

He didn’t bother about your shirt, only pushing the loose material fully up your breasts to have it on display and then put your legs on his broad shoulders so he could fuck you there. Some empty cups fell on the floor as Harrison started pounding into you, the wait finally over, releasing the frustration he accumulated because of all your teasing. He was weak for you, just like you were for him, his unconditional ‘temptress’ as he liked to call you during those times.

“You tease– ah shit, always tight for me” Harrison growled in your ear, his chest pressing harder against your bare one at each of his thrusts.

You moaned in response, letting your cries of pleasure echo in the empty flat. Your nails scratched his nape, tugging at his short hair back there which made him groan into the skin of your neck. Harrison’s grip tightened under your thighs as his movements kept increasing, the sweaty skin of his hips hitting your slowly reddening backtighs. Your grip on his hair became harder so you could have him as close as possible to you. But the melodious moans coming from you were too enchanting that his lips had to envelop yours, to taste their warm and luscious wetness once again.

You pussy began clenching around him, his cock rubbing and pushing through your walls to their deepest. “Haz, please–” you moaned, biting your bottom lip while keeping your eyes glued on his baby blue ones.

Harrison felt himself twitch inside of you at such a pleading voice then nodded rapidly as a silent but clear understanding, his Adam’s apple bobbing before he swallowed hard. So without further ado your boyfriend sped up his thrusts hard and fast, the friction of your sweaty bodies making you whine even more as your orgasm got even closer.

“I’m close” you whimpered ever so quietly against his lips as Harrison grunted “me too, baby”, now thrusting repeatedly on your sweet spot that made you arch your back from the overstimulating feeling. You screwed your eyes shut as he bit around your collarbones a few times, your orgasm washing over you in a parade of moans and cries of pleasure.

With your still spasming walls around him as you released, your juices started to slowly slide down his shaft, making the smack of your skin against his even lewder. Harrison came a few seconds after you, his fingers now digging into your hips as he groaned, a light moan still getting lost into the harsh yet hot kiss he was now sharing with you.

As you both slowly came down your high, Harrison laying on top of you lazily – and still inside you –, you chuckled against his lips which brought a satisfied smile on your boyfriend’s face. Then his warm hands gently went on your lower back to help you sit properly while still resting between your legs. You cupped his face to initiate another kiss, this time slower and full of love for one another.

“I’m not cleaning all the mess” you said quietly, lips brushing against his with a grin. Harrison couldn’t help laughing at this.

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lucysometimeswrites · 3 years

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From your promt list #29 with Harrison ?

thank you for requesting! sorry it’s taken a while, and ik valentine’s has passed BUT imagination !! enjoyy!! <3

29. Barely even friends, then somebody bends, unexpectedly.

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Valentine’s Day had finally arrived, and this would technically be the first you would be sharing with Harrison. He’d been extremely adamant on going all out to celebrate it, given that it also happened to be your one-year anniversary. A year, you'd been thinking, one entire year in a relationship with the greatest guy ever. Who would’ve thought?

Harrison thought exactly the same thing. He could not believe that, after being alone for so long, he finally found the perfect girl for him and got her to stick around for an entire year. The second he woke up, he was filled to the brim with love and appreciation for you (as always), and with a smile on his face, went downstairs quietly to prepare some breakfast for you.

After cooking everything and arranging it as perfectly as he could, he made his way upstairs, quietly cursing when he stumbled on the last step. He went into your guys’ room and set the tray very carefully on the bed, taking a seat right beside you and gently brushed a few strands of hair off your face. He got lost in your beauty, caressing your cheek absently while lost in the thought of how beautiful you were. When you shifted in your slumber, he remembered the food beside him, and bent down to lay soft, chaste kisses all over your face.

“Darling...” he whispered, loud enough for you to listen. He peppered more kisses on you, focusing on your cheek and eyelids.

“Baby...darling...love...wake up, wake up.” he continued, finally seeing results as your eyes fluttered open and a sleepy smile was quick to take over your features.

“Mm, you should do that more often”, you said groggily, stretching out a bit.

“Wake you up with kisses?”, he clarified, and you nodded in response. He chuckled at your cuteness, and made a note on his mind about that.

“Will you sit up for me, darling? I brought you some breakfast.” Harrison kept his tone soft and sweet, knowing how it bothered you if anything was too loud or sudden in the mornings.

You gasped slightly and sat up against the headboard, remembering today’s date, “Harrison! Happy Valentine’s Day! And anniversary!” you excitedly said, pulling him into a tight hug which he happily welcomed. You scooted over a little so he could sit beside you on the bed.

He pulled away for a moment to bring the tray over both of your laps, and pulled you into his side once more with a kiss on your head. “Happy Valentine’s and anniversary, babe”, he brought your chin up for a kiss, which didn’t last long due to your smiles that never seemed to go away.

Between laughs, stolen kisses, and heavenly bites of food, you chatted about the plans you had for later today, the gifts and surprises that would have to wait until later, how Harrison almost burnt the kitchen again making his famous pancakes, and finally, a peaceful silence settled. You in his strong, warm embrace, enjoying the last of the coffee he perfectly made for you, and his cheek laying on the top of your head, his hand gently rubbing up and down your arms.

Suddenly, a quiet laugh left your lips. It was one of his favourite sounds ever and he basked in it every time he was able to make you do it, and although he was confused about the reason behind it, he could help but join.

“What is it?” he questioned, squeezing you to him.

“Nothing, nothing.” you answered, still giggling to yourself and shaking your head dismissively.

“Nooo, tell me. I wanna laugh too”, he whined.

“It’s just-” you started, but interrupted yourself with a dreamy sigh, “I can’t believe it’s been a whole year”. You turned to face him and found him already looking at you with what could only be described as heart-eyes.

“Me neither, I honestly thought we wouldn’t make it” he teased. You scoffed and playfully nudged his shoulder, bringing a beautiful laugh out of him.

“Seriously!” you laughed with him, “I mean, we were barely even friends, then somebody bends. Unexpectedly.”

“That somebody being you, right?”

“What? You were the one who made the first move.” you reminded him.

“Are you joking? It was definitely you.” he challenged.

“No, it wasn’t. I remember it very vividly.”

“Yes it was”

“No it wasn’t”

“Yes it was”

“No. It. Wasn’t”

“Yes. It. Was!” you exclaimed, not believing how he couldn’t remember.

“I’m pretty sure it wasn’t” he stood by his point, but a boyish grin started to take over his face.

“Honey, I’m telling you. It was you. I remember because we were at that get-together and I was about to leave but I’d forgotten my jacket and you-” you were silenced mid-story by his soft lips on yours. It was sweet but passionate kiss, full of the pure love you felt for each other.

You pulled apart, still in a daze from the kiss. “Okay, maybe it was me” Harrison admitted, his face still millimetres close to yours. You both laughed, and cupping his face you whispered,

“I love you, Harrison”

“I love you more, darling.”

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forpeopleidontknow · 4 years

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What I would give to boop Haz’s nose 😭

look at at! So boopable!

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fanficparker · 4 years

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Hi! Could I request something (w/ Haz) where like he has a nightmare and is to shy to wake but the reader up but then it keeps happening and she comforts him until he falls asleep and yeah thank you much love 🥺💛

I don't know if you still want this as it's almost 2 weeks since this request is in my inbox. But here is the asked blurb with Roommate AU haha. Sorry for the delay. // Word count: 820 words // Warnings: None, fluff // [ MASTERLIST ]

Harrison blinked at the ceiling, sweat dotting his forehead. He threw the blankets away, letting the cool air relax his sweltering body. Much to his dismay, it didn’t help much. Trying to sleep was hard, almost impossible whenever he woke up in the middle of the night like this. The nightmares weren’t subsiding; they were just becoming more and more frequent.

Turning on his side, Harrison allowed his eyes to fall upon the pastel blue wall of his room. Your room was on the other side of that wall, and like hundreds of other nights, his mind battled over the same old question — if he should wake you up?

No.

But you woke him once a few days ago upon not feeling well and then one more day when the heater in your room broke and he being an idiot fixed it, missing the enormous opportunity to have you closer to him...

Harrison sighed loudly, not at the missed opportunity but the fact that how easy it was for you to ask for help. Why couldn’t he do the same?

You won’t mind, right?

He groaned this time. Anyway, you had work early in the morning. He had too. A part of his brain was forcing him to think about sleeping in order to get up early, which was making everything worse. Losing the battle to sleep, he finally decided to take a walk outside in the cool air. He walked out of his room, shoving a hoodie over his body.

Before his hands could even touch the handle of the main door, your voice made him flinch.

“Where are you going?”

He turned on his feet, palm pressed over his heart, trying to normalize his heart-rate from the unexpected interaction. You were standing in the kitchen with a butter knife and a bottle of strawberry jam in your hands. He swallowed slowly, walking into the kitchen as you applied jam over some toast.

You quirked an eyebrow, biting into the food, reminding him about the unanswered question.

“O-oh… I was just,” He stood against the fridge, “going for a walk.”

“At 3 am?!” You exclaimed.

“And what about you?” He shrugged at your surprised reaction.

“Late night cravings,” You giggled taking another bite and handing him a piece of toast.

Your laughter died down awkwardly when he didn’t laugh along with you.

“There is something going on, isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

“Come on, you don’t look fine. Is this about Ashley?”

“You think I am going to meet her at 3am?!”

“Well, not exactly. You are way under-dressed for the proposal. Now tell me what’s going on?” You folded your arms across your chest, standing in front of him.

“Nothing’s going on and Ashley already has a boyfriend.” He averted his gaze to the other side, finishing up the toast.

“… I am sorry.”

“Shush it. I am not bothered.” He rolled his eyes.

“Then…?” You tossed on your feet, leaning near him.

“I told you before that I have nothing for her. Stop bugging me!” He spoke louder than required for a two-way conversation, instantly regretting it. The sleep-deprivation was also making him irritated.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to yell…” His voice softened as he looked at you, eyes pleading.

“It’s okay. Anyway, I wasn’t asking about her. Ashley was just my way of teasing you. But I meant what’s going on as in you don’t look… umm… healthy?” You moved closer to him, taking his hands in your smaller ones, looking directly into his eyes.

Your eyes were his biggest weakness, and he again tried to avert his gaze away, but you had your hand over his cheek, not letting it move away.

“Go on…”

He exhaled, losing another battle.

“Just couldn’t sleep. Stupid dreams and all…” He trailed off, feeling his face heat up in embarrassment.

“Aww Haz…” You cupped his face in your hands, chest pressed against his, “You could tell me. I am your friend, right?”

“You’re more than that,” He whispered, clenching his eyes shut, regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth. But all he felt was a small peck over his lips.

He fluttered open his eyes, seeing you grinning.

“Live a little, Hazza.” You chuckled, leaning in again, planting another kiss over his lips.

He couldn’t even react to the gesture before you were dragging him gently towards your room, but failed to move his stiff feet.

“I am not asking you to have sex with me duh!” You rolled your eyes, “Come on! Let me see how those nightmares bother you anymore.”

He obliged, following you into the room. He doesn’t remember when exactly he fell asleep but he surely remembered how your fingers threaded across his soft curls, how you traced unintelligible patterns over his skin, how nicely your fingers slotted with his, how warm you felt cuddled up with him and that little kiss you planted over his forehead…

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petersasteria · 3 years

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I love all your work it is all so amazing! I was wondering if I could request where you are from moana with harrison?

Thanks, honey! Yes, you can x

I just thought of a Dark!Peter version of this so imma wait until someone requests Peter Parker for this song sksks

Where You Are - Haz Osterfield

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞"

“Y/N will kill me.” Harrison muttered under his breath as he looked around the mall. You were having a few friends over your new house and Harrison told you that he would take your little girl out to the mall with Tom, so that she wouldn’t interrupt you. You trusted Harrison; he was your husband, after all.

It’s only been about ten minutes since they arrived at the mall and he already lost your daughter. She was only four.

“Shit, shit shit.” Harrison said as he frantically walked around. The three of them were walking around the department store and when he turned around, your daughter was gone.

“It was nice knowing you, Haz. You’ll be a dead man soon.” Tom said and pats his back. Harrison glared at him and Tom just laughed it off.

“Stop joking around and fucking help me!” Harrison exclaimed and Tom put his hands up in defense. The two men searched for your daughter for about thirty minutes. Harrison wanted to call the police, but as soon as he took out his phone, Tom called his attention and pointed at the dress section.

Harrison quickly ran there and sure enough, he found your daughter there sitting on the floor in front of a sparkly yellow dress that looked like it was made for a princess.

“There you are!” Harrison smiled and sighed in relief. He bent down and asked, “What’re you doing here? You scared me and your uncle Tom.”

“Nah, mate. Just you.” Tom piped up, but Harrison glared at him again causing Tom to chuckle. Harrison turned to your daughter and waited for her to answer.

“I want that dress, daddy.” She said. “It’s pretty.”

“Honey, that’s too big for you, but I can buy you something just like it, okay?” Harrison said.

“Pinky promise?” Your daughter held out her pinky and Harrison hooked his pinky on hers. She smiled and stood up from the floor and gestured for Harrison to carry her which he did.

“I love you, daddy.” She sighed happily.

“I love you too, princess.” He smiled and kissed her forehead before continuing the rest of their day.

* * * *

𝐇𝐀𝐙 𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @abrielleholland @silencetheslaves @imeanlifesabitshit @joyleenl @hjoficrecs @blueleatherbag @poguesholland @harryismysunflower @lonikje @lizzyosterfield @turtoix @badreputationlove @starlight-starks @swiftmind @sovereignparker @pearce14 @justanamesstuff @chewymoustachio @cocoamoonmalfoy @hotforharrison @euphorichxlland @givebuckyhisplumsnow

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terrifictomholland · 3 years

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omg I can’t get the idea out of my head of neighbor!Haz seeing reader walk her dog every day when he takes out Monty. and like he finally gets the nerve to introduce himself and come talk to her and it’s so pure !! 🥺

I don’t know if this is for the sleepover or just cute concepts but like Y E S!

Harrison looked forward to every single midday stroll he took with Monty, because that was when he saw you.

Going for a walk in the park that was close to where Harrison lived. He could just stop and watch you. The way you so wholeheartedly played with your pupper, playing fetch and tug-of-war. Rolling around in the grass hearing your pupper’s happy yapping and barking.

Without even knowing, Harrison sported the biggest and dorkiest smile whenever you were near. But that was all he had the guts to do yet, admire from afar.

He didn’t know what it was about you, but you brought out a shyness within him that not a lot of people did. The thought of going over to you and introducing himself to you was making his knees weak and heart palpitate. But you were simply so beautiful he couldn’t stay away either. Today though, was different.

He had committed to going over and introducing himself to you.

The closer he got, the more clearly he could hear your twinkling laughter and it he felt his nerves wracking up. Her pupper noticed Monty first and started yappering and jumping around, trying to get closer to Monty who was equally excited over a new playmate.

“Oh Ophelia what are you yappe- o-oh, uhm, hi,” You said as you looked up at Harrison, seeing those crystal clear blue eyes peering into your own and you swallowed. Never in your life had you seen a man so beautiful as he.

“Hi,” Cute boy said, voice laced with nervousness and you exhaled.

“I’m Y/N,” You said softly before extending your hand. He looked down at it and took it. You let out a tiny gasp feeling the spark and you couldn’t help but stare at how his hand completely engulfed your own.

“Harrison, ‘m Harrison, Haz for short,” He fumbled and you smiled, testing the name out. “Nice to meet you Harrison,”

“Do you uh, wanna go for a walk? Maybe?” He oozed shyness and you couldn’t contain your giggle as the two of you started walking, your dogs following along and playing.

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jahayla-parker · 2 years

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Harrison Osterfield Navigation

NAVIGATION TOOLS:

FLUFF: ~

ANGST: *

Virtual Pining: Harrison Osterfield x Reader SMAU ~

Description: Social Media AU in which Harrison and Reader (Hailee Steinfield faceclaim) are friends who are mutually pining for one another and their friends can tell but they won’t admit it and just say it’s playful flirting. Until…

Warnings: minor cursing, mentions of alcohol/drinking.

Haters: Harrison x Reader SMAUs ~*

Description: Social Media AU in which Reader is Haz’s gf but haters make a few mean comments to her online and Haz and the boys jump to her defense.

Warnings: mentions of hate comments/bullying, lowered confidence, cursing, crying, the rest is fluff though!

Period Simulator Preference (Harrison is #4/Last) ~

Description: 817 wc, Harrison notices his girlfriend y/n has been struggling with her period and wants to understand what she is dealing with so he tries a period simulator.

Warnings: mentions of periods (and related subjects like cramps).

Mini Innuendos: Mini- Golf Dates with Harrison (blurb plus SMAU) ~

Description: 2.5k wc blurb/fic on mini-golf dates with Harrison with SMAUs (Social Media AUs) included

Warnings: just fluff and a few minor innuendos mentioned briefly.

TikTok Prank Preference: Stuck Tampon ~

Description: blurb preference based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Warnings: mentions of period related items and topics, minimally suggestive words, otherwise fluff

Two Juggling Divs: A Harrison Osterfield x Reader ~

Description: Harrison attempts to cheer his girlfriend up by juggling

Warnings: none

Facing the Distance - A Harrison Osterfield SMAU ~

Description: Haz has to go film away from home, leaving his gf missing him and Haz missing her. So much fluff and tiny amount of spice

Warnings: some curses and some minor spice/suggestive content

Man Who Can Do Both: Harrison Osterfield x Reader SMAU *~

Description: Haz’s modeling can cause some haters who are insecure in their own masculinity to feel the need to make comments but his gf jumps in to stop it

Warnings: sexist comments, some bullying, a few curse words

Instant Support : Harrison Osterfield x Reader *~

Description: 8k wc, Despite being long-distance, Harrison and Y/N manage to still be there for each other when something happens; such as the loss of a family member. Hurt-Comfort

Warnings: mentions of death/funerals/cremations/and related topics, grief-related topics, sadness, longing, mentions of churches (for funeral/memorial service), maybe a couple curse words, very brief mention of anxiety medication, family drama/tensions

Happily Ever After: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Description: Blurb/headcanon and small fic for Harrison Osterfield based on the Happily Ever After character series of fics coming, This covers topics such as the proposal, wedding planning, who is in the wedding party, etc. leading up to -and including- the wedding day!

Warnings: family, wedding, proposal, bachelor party briefly mentioned, related topics.

“You’re Supposed to Be Dead” : Prompt Preference

Description: "You're supposed to be dead", "Yeah, sorry about that" prompts for mult. characters; his is fluff

Warnings: violent video games, video game 'deaths'

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