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i’ve been on a prince hair harry kick recently bc he’s sooooo dreamy. here r my fav photos of pookie
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nadaboodraws · 7 months
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Redraws the characters from The Powerpuff Girls. Recognize them?
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freedomfireflies · 2 months
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Mr. & Mrs. Hey Soul Sister Masterlist
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Famous!Harry x You
*This story contains Mature and Explicit Content. Take care of yourself first, only consume what you feel comfortable with!💞*
~ Mr. & Mrs. Hey Soul Sister (Pt. 1)
You and Harry wake up after a wild, drunken night to find out you're more than strangers. You're married.
~ That's Daddy to You (Pt. 2)
You and Harry agree to stay married for a couple months until the press blows over.
~ Ask Me Nicely* (Pt. 3)
Harry happens to like being your good boy.
~ And They Were Roommates (Pt. 4)
You and Harry agree to live together. At least until you kill him.
~ A Losing Game* (Pt. 5)
You and Harry have agreed not to sleep together again. But maybe you need to remind him what he's missing.
~ Mrs. Harry Styles* (Pt. 6)
Turns out, Harry might be a terrible husband, but he sure can fuck.
~ Unbearable (Pt. 7)
You finally tell your best friend that you and Harry got married as a mistake. But maybe it doesn't feel like a mistake anymore...
~ Maybe (Pt. 8)
You and Harry decide that it might be time for a divorce.
~ Sign Here (Pt. 9 - Final)
Or maybe...being Harry's wife isn't so bad after all.
Check In:
~ You and Harry Are Having a Baby
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daily-stylinson · 3 months
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"if my WIFE wants"
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hmmm....
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arabellas · 2 years
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Harry Styles on The Howard Stern Show
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aguuuua · 2 months
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Mr Styles 💚
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emmafallsinlove · 9 months
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did you ever heard about the girl who lives in delusion was written about the girls who believe there’s gonna be a track called style ft. harry styles (taylor’s version) (from the vault) on 1989 tv
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tay-swifts · 2 years
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HARRY STYLES Today Show (May 19, 2022) 
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stylesnews · 1 year
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Harry at the 65 Grammy Awards in Los Angeles, California, on February 5th
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chaoticneutraltor · 2 months
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freedomfireflies · 8 months
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It’s been a while since we checked in on Mr & Mrs Hey soul sister and their baby girl.
🥹🥹🥹 you're so right!!! THIS IS SUPER QUICK BUT THIS IS HOW THEY ARE!!! 😭💞
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“Oh? Where’d she go? Where’d Layla go? Aaa! There she is!”
Layla laughs – a rather wet laugh – as her daddy disappears behind his hands only to pop back out with glee.
You smile from your spot on the sofa, watching your two favorite people in the entire world make each other giggle.
“I can’t believe she’s getting so big,” he muses, grinning wildly when she takes hold of his finger and refuses to let go.
“I know,” you agree, a melancholy ripple in your chest. “She’s already turning into a Mr. Hey Soul Sister 2.0.”
He smirks, glancing over her face. “Damn right she is. I knew she’d be a Daddy’s girl.”
“Well, she’s not the first,” you retort teasingly, to which he chuckles.
“Is that right?”
“Mhm.”
“Aw, now you’re gonna make me feel bad. Have I been neglecting my best girl?”
Your eyes roll but you can't help feeling slightly enamored. “Ha, ha. Very funny. All right, can you please take your daughter to bed now? I let her stay up an extra five minutes, but she’s gotta go down.”
Harry begins to pout, instantly pulling her from her mat to clutch her against his chest protectively. “Five more minutes.”
Laughing, you say, “Harry, come on—”
“Please,” he nearly whines, pressing his cheek to her forehead. “We’ll both be so good. Won’t make a peep and then we’ll go down.”
Your glare is playful. “You said that five minutes ago.”
“…yeah, well, now I mean it.”
“Harry!”
“What?”
Your head shakes. “Come on, we both know how grumpy she gets if she doesn’t get enough sleep.”
Feigning a wounded gasp, he holds her closer. “You take that back. She is a perfect angel, and she would never throw a hissy fit or chuck things at my head.”
“Be that as it may," you retort, although you can't help giggling at the memory, "she’s sleepy, and she needs to go down, all right? I know it hurts, but you can play with her tomorrow.”
Harry glances over to see Layla mid-yawn, and he smiles gleefully at the way her one bottom tooth shimmers from behind her lip. “All right, fine. What Mommy wants, Mommy gets.”
You smirk again at the nickname before he’s taking the small child toward her bedroom, disappearing into the darkness to tuck her into her crib.
And it's then that it hits you. This moment, this relationship. How happy you are to be in your home, with your husband, and your precious child. How a night of drunken mistakes has led you into the best chapter of your entire life.
How grateful you are to him for everything he's given you.
When Harry returns to the living room, this is how he finds you. With tears in your eyes that are mercilessly beginning to slip down your cheeks.
Instantly his expression drops, and he rushes forward, hand pressing to your jaw lovingly. “Hey, hey. What’s wrong? What happened?”
Sniffling, you press yourself into his palm. “I just…I love you. So much. And I love her. She’s so beautiful. And so are you. And I just...I feel so lucky. I'm so happy, H—”
He takes a seat beside you and quickly pulls you into his embrace, burying your face in his chest as he whispers, “I know. I know, baby. Me, too. M’so goddamn lucky to have you two in my life.”
You fist his shirt in the same way Layla does. “I love you, Har. So much.”
He presses his lips to the crown of your head. “I love you, darling. More than anything in the world.”
You smile softly, allowing your eyes to flutter shut as you indulge in his touch. And it's perfect, this moment.
“...even though you gave our daughter shit taste in music,” he adds, and you laugh as you lightly swat at him, now feeling much better.
“She has excellent taste," you argue. "She knows the difference between a good song and whatever the hell the music you listen to is.”
“Oh, is that right?”
“It is.”
“Sure, okay,” he snorts before taking a beat. “At least we know she likes Fleetwood Mac. Otherwise, that could have been a disaster.”
“Oh, we would have had to disown her.”
"Absolutely."
You both smile at the thought before he gently tilts your head back to meet your eye.
“Can I tell you a secret?” he whispers.
“Always.”
“…I’m starting to think Gimme, Gimme, Gimme is better than Dancing Queen.”
Gasping, you sit up. “Oh, yes. I knew it, I fucking knew it. See? Do you see?”
Harry laughs. "I already regret this—”
“You regret having good taste? Well, I guess that checks out.” You place yourself on his lap, knees on either side of his hips while he holds you steady. “You have made some questionable choices in your career.”
“Oh, have I?” His smile is smug as he looks up at you. 
“You have. And then you met me. You’re welcome.”
He laughs, and it’s so beautifully full of life. “I guess I never thanked you properly.”
“No. No you did not.”
He leans forward, lips just barely ghosting across yours until your breath hitches. “Then by all means...allow me to fix that.”
You can’t help the excitable tremor in your chest as you kiss your husband. The love of your life and the father of your beautiful baby girl. “Yeah?”
He smirks, arm looping around your back.
“Yeah.”
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~ Mr. & Mrs. Hey Soul Sister pt. 1
~ Other Harry Blurbs
~ Full Masterlist
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bluebirdharry · 11 months
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Harry talking with a fan | Coventry, England 23/05
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pathetic-dreamy · 9 months
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Niall: And if you ever make fun of my friends again, I will punch you in the nose.
Niall: It won’t hurt. I’m not that strong.
Niall: But at the very least, you will be embarrassed that you got punched in the nose by a not too strong boyband member.
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aguuuua · 2 months
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harry is a prince 💚
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arabellas · 2 years
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HARRY STYLES - DAYLIGHT | The Late Late Show
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tpwkwriter · 1 year
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Insomniac.
- in which y/n suffers from insomnia and has a difficult night and Harry’s there to help 🫶
- warnings- speak of insomnia, mental health <33
-Masterlist can be found in bio 💓
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Y/n’s eyes fly open after once again a taunting dream, or well a nightmare it felt like the girl had been asleep for hours but in reality it had only been 50 minutes, she peered beside her and saw her boyfriend sleeping peacefully beside her, hair tousled and eyebrows ever so slightly furrowed while he slept. She really did envy him at this moment. The girls difficulty to sleep started from what she remembered a young age, falling asleep was easy but staying asleep was the challenge. Admittedly some nights were better then others it just happens tonight was going to be a challenge. No matter what position or side she faced it was uncomfortable, her mind was also a factor, anytime she did find a comfortable-ish position her mind wouldn’t shut off or allow her to rest. Due to her shuffling and audible groans it’s no surprise when the lad beside her starts to stir. “Shit” she said under her breath. “M’love why y’moving so much” he whispered voice still laced with sleep. “M’sorry H, just one of those nights, I’ll go downstairs” she says taking her hand and running it through his hair. * “M’love?” The girl heard from there shared living room. “I’m here love” she says, while placing her herbal tea down in hopes it would help. “Having a bad night hmm?” He says slipping into the room and instinctively flopping on the sofa beside her. “ yeah” she sighed, “go back to bed H, don’t let me keep you awake” she said resting her hand on this thigh. “None of tha’ you know I’ll stay” he said putting his hand on top of hers. * “Keep having nightmares” she admits snuggling into her boyfriends chest. “Sleep deprivation increases them” she goes on. The thought of his girl even having to go through any type of trauma or hardship hurts him, so too hear even in her sleep she’s scared makes him physically upset. “Dove..y’know in a heartbeat if I could I’d swap places” he goes on leaving butterfly kisses in her hair “ave ya not been to the doctors about this?” He worriedly asks. “Not for a long time..all they can provide is medication” To that the boy just held her tighter into him. * With H leading a peaceful and soothing conversation it’s like heaven to y/n’s ears, within nearly 2 and a half hours her eyes slowly start to drop, H smiles when he realises she’s falling asleep, all he prays for is for his girl to have an uninterrupted slumber. When’s he’s a 100% she’s asleep he slowly and gently brings her to his chest and lays down, he wasn’t risking waking her to move to the bed, the sofa will have to do for the night he mentally thought he gently draped a fluffy blanket over the both of them and lock his hands around y/n’s waist holding her tightly and protectively incase of a night terror. “M’in love with Harry” she mumbles in her sleep. A smirk lands on the boys face. “Harry’s in love with you too” and with that they managed to get back to a sleepy state. —————
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