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ketamineharry · 2 years
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Naked - Harry Lewis  Requested: No  Word Count: 890
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Hey, you there
Can we take this to the next level
Baby do you dare?
Don’t be scared
‘Cause if you can say the words
I don’t know why I should care
For the past few months you and Harry had been walking on tenterhooks with each other; neither of you daring to explain to the other why. The truth was, as much as you knew that you had fallen hopelessly in love with the Guernsey boy and were far too afraid to bring it to his attention, terrified of sacrificing your friendship. For the matter of something so trivial, feelings.
Of course, you hoped that he felt the same way, but whenever you tried to bring it up to him, he would always find a way to dance around the subject before eventually changing the subject of the conversation to something else entirely. Only further shattering any hopes of trying to get him to understand.
You didn’t want to force this on him though, that was one thing that was absolutely concrete in your mind; so, if he didn’t want to talk about it. You supposed that you would just have to wait until he did and just try your best to overcome any of the mishaps that were thrown your way.
‘Cause here I am
I’m giving all I can
But all you ever do is mess it up
Yeah, I’m right here
I’m trying to make it clear
That getting half of you, just ain’t enough
The day of Behz and Faith’s baby shower rolled around. Although it was unlike either of you to willingly want to take the attention away from either of them. You just couldn’t stand it anymore.
Neither of you could be how you were with each other like you had been able to, no matter how much you both tried to cover it up and by this point, it was obvious to everyone else. Making them uncomfortable.
Reluctantly, you approached Harry and took him by the hand. The small gesture is enough to erupt a whole zoo full of animals within the depths of your stomach. “We need to talk.” You told him firmly, as you reached the very edge of the gazebo where the baby shower was held.
He slowly removed his hand from yours, eyes firmly on your own; as if they were baring into your soul. “What about?”, he asked softly. You took a deep breath and swallowed, not quite sure how to approach the next part. The part that you had been dreading since the realisation had dawned on you; revealing to him that you liked him, the imminent rejection and then the reality that no matter how hard you tried nothing would be the same.
“We can’t be friends anymore, Harry.” You whisper, eyes firmly placed to the ground. You could still feel his stare, no doubt a confused expression upon his face — you knew him too well to expect him to know what you were on about, he was oblivious to most things. Never mind when it came to feelings, he would rather avoid conversations like these at all costs. Which is exactly what he had been doing.
“I-I’m not quite sure I know what you mean, Y/N,” he stuttered, his nerves getting the better of him. He didn’t like confrontation at the best of times, which made you wonder whether you had been cruel to corner him off on his own. But, what use would the others be now?
Your heart was pounding in your chest so hard that you could hear it ringing loudly in your ears. There was no going back now. No returning to the tenterhooks you had been balancing on for months. You wondered if that would even be better.
“I can’t be friends with you Harry, because I have feelings for you. And, I know that you’ll eventually get a girlfriend, and as selfish as I know this is going to sound,” you took a deep breath, you had rushed what you were saying because if you didn’t you were afraid you weren’t going to say anything at all. “But when you do eventually find someone, I can’t pretend to sit there and be happy for you.” You finished.
He placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. This was it. The rejection. You waited in bated breath for it, just hoping it would come sooner, rather than later.
I’m not going to wait until your done
Pretending you don’t need anyone
I’m standing here naked
“You don’t need to worry about that.” He said slowly, contradicting how fast you had spoken. “You are the person I want Y/N, and I was just too awkward to say anything.” He continued. Forcing you to look at him.
For the first time in your life, you were speechless.
He took your chin between his thumb and forefinger, bringing your lips together. As they connected, a feeling that you couldn’t describe took over your entire body. Although it was chaste, it was perfect.
You both pulled away, a slight blush on both of your cheeks. Everything was perfect.
As you walked back to the main group, hand-in-hand it dawned on you what the feeling was, pure ecstasy. The happiness of bearing yourself naked, only to reap the ultimate reward; Harry, was ecstasy.
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whoetoshaw · 5 days
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BEST OF Y/NTOSHAW (ii) | h. lewis
summary: more favourite moments of harry and mrs wroetoshaw. [social media AU.]
pairing: reader x bog. (W2S.)
notes: part 1 here! this been in my drafts since september!threw it together after getting so much harry content, i was getting all the domestic vibes 🤌🏼 hope you LOVE it, let me know your thoughts as always my loves!!! got a cute idea making this for sum else so . . 🤭 like, comment and reblog <333.
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yourusername week this week ✨ glad to see the brighter nights and the sun lingering about london 🌳☀️🦢 called into the office and grabbed a nando’s as always, only regretted doing one of them . . .
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user I LOVE YOU
user y/n come get your man 🙄
user what is he doing
faithlouisak oop diet going well x
wroetoshaw another fucking zara bag
faithlouisak what’s it to you?
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yourusername busy month of jan ✨ hour long drives for hour long shoots, some new wardrobe pieces and insane garlic bread recipe found online 🤌🏼 hope everyone has a good week 🤍😙
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user third slide
yourusername i had an ear infection leave me be 😞☹️
user THIS IS SO CUTE
user y/n i want your life
user i wish my weeks looked like this
miniminter can still smell the 9th slide
yourusername dirty boy 😛
user harry is so lucky, i wish she was my woman
user mug ?!
yourusername an ancient fangirl piece x
user your man is so fine
yourusername he is
user blue is the colour 💙💙💙
user you’ll traumatise bog
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yourusername short escape to good ol’ guernsey 🌾
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user MY W2S HEARTTTT
user OOMF roasties 🥵🥵🥵
user love your pjs xxx
yourusername about 10 years old hen xxx
user the thought of them chilling together in harry’s room while he makes vids and his mum probs downstairs making dinner like their teens again 🙃
user harry throw her in the chicken hut again
faithlouisak wife xxx
user THE FIFTH SLIDE
user the life i deserve
user guernsey vlog when??
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yourusername sunshine? catch me in a beer garden 🫡 london mom treated me to some lunch n cocktails today, i don’t deserve her 🤧🩷👭
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freyanightingale my baby baby girl 💓
user 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷
taliamar MY FAV GIRLIESSS 🥹💛🌼😍
user can i be a part of this friendgroup
zerkka who’s the hottie
yourusername i can give you her number if you want ?
user FAVS
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yourusername work run means either spending the whole day in the office as well or spending it running around trying to find things to do in central london in the meantime because by the time i get home with london traffic i am heading back again :) nontheless, love to play tourist ‘til it gets dark, but also love visiting my man at the office to see what he’s up to, always so hardworking xx
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user what are they doing?!!
calfreezy but god forbid i ask for a fellas run 🙄
yourusername DON’T YOU EVEN GO THERE
user you’re the best gf y/n ❤️
user he’s so lucky to have you, i cba to drive my man to the corner shop xx
user you better make a cameo in that vid miss gworl
user this told me to move to london (i have -0.02 in the bank)
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mrstelevision · 20 days
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MRS HARRY | h. lewis
summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs harry'. [social media AU.]
pairing: fem!reader x harry lewis
faceclaim: liya joelle
notes: first piece for mrs harry out of the wag universe. love making these kinds of edits, I make them constantly on @sunsetkerr. the style is completely from the loml @whoetoshaw. liya is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs harry, hopefully you like it!
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yourinstagram playing in the sun with all of my bestest friends 🛥️
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user she's everything to me
user I feel this post in my soul, I can't describe it
taliamar you really are a rockstar 🌟
yourinstagram says a literal popstar
user mother is mothering
wroetoshaw living laughing and loving
yourinstagram oh yeah!! wow!!
user they mean so much to me
user where is that swimsuit from in the 5th slide?
yourinstagram I got it from the iconic, but the tag says 'une piece'!
user thank you!!! a true girls girl 🥹
theburntchip always nice to see my husbands mrs on the timeline
user shes so fine
user how to look like mrs harry tutorial, no borax
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yourinstagram ran away for the weekend (again) to celebrate harry getting older
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user I swear they're always somewhere
user how harry is tapping that I'll never understand
user major fitty
bezhinga red card behaviour
user explains the last sdmn sunday with no bog
user too busy getting laid
yourinstagram guilty
faithlouisak oh how I love you and only you
yourinstagram you and me (and olive) against the world
user she is too good looking for this world
ksi drown him
yourinstagram roger that mr integrity
user it feels like they just got together but they've been together for what?? 6-7 years?
yourinstagram 8 in march 🫢
user take me to spain instead y/n I beg of you
user I want whatever y/n is drinking to stay looking that good
yourinstagram drink lotssss of water and wear sunscreen until you shine like olive oil babe x
user if harry ever fumbles this, I'm swooping straight in
wroetoshaw you can have her, she kicks in her sleep and uses all the hot water
yourinstagram we have electric you moron
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g-xix · 7 months
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Sidemen NSFW Alphabet | Harry Lewis
Little bit of Harry Lewis smut never did anyone any harm! Let my know whether you wanna see this for more Sidemen- who's next to write the NSFW alphabet for? Let me know, and in the meantime, enjoy this W2S pic:
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A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex) Sweet boy once all of the sex is done. Gives soft, chaste little kisses against your back and neck and lets you have a moment to recover whilst he runs a bath. Carries you to the bath and sits down before helping you get in with him- your back against his chest, his humming sending vibrations into your body whilst you sit in the comfortable waters, closing your eyes whilst he massages your scalp with shampoo... Super soft aftercare.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's) Made this headcannon before, but probably the tummy. You might be a bit insecure about it, thinking it doesn't look as toned as you want it to- but Harry couldn't care less, in fact, he loves it right where it is. He'd love resting his head on your tummy whilst your on the phone- just so that you can run your hands through his hair and make it all spiky and messed up whilst you talk, him just zoning out to the sound of your pretty voice and enjoying your presence... And sometimes just when spooning or cuddling, Harry reaches around to put his hand on your stomach- just liking the feeling of having something to hold. Always makes you laugh because it's kinda ticklish, but it never stops him from reaching around to touch his fave part of you- showering your stomach in affectionate kisses and rubs.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Inside you. Probs started the relationship with condoms but both of you felt it was too restrictive, so you got onto the pill- which was when Harry started his anti-condom phase, absolutely drunk on the feeling of cumming inside you- absolutely insisting to doing it every time. Life's never been the same for him since that.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Probably that he likes being dommed every so often. Sometimes he likes brat-taming, other times he just likes being able to be controlled- told to lie back, marked up with hickeys, get praised- sometimes even degraded. Oh god, this man would just love you being vocal in the bedroom. When he's on top and fucking you he's trying to make your neighbours remember his name. And when you're on top of him, hand wrapped around his throat and squeezing it just enough to have his head spinning, he'd want you to tell him how well he's doing, or say those degrading words that only added to the pleasure.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?) Definitely knows what he's doing, like, he isn't inexperienced per say. Can do it and leave you satisfied, but that doesn't mean he isn't gonna try new things. Would wanna discover different things with you just to see whether either of you like them... And probably has a few weird experiences that he brings up every so often as if "Being put in a gimp mask" is an ordinary thing.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Depends on his mood- missionary is his all time favourite, but if he's in the mood for it, then cowgirl can't top it. He likes being able to see you- your face and the way your tits bounce every time he thrusts or you ride, when your on top. As we've established, when he feels like being dommed- nothing beats his hands on your waist, supporting each of your bounces whilst he watches your tits jump with each thrust- your hand also strategically wrapped around his neck so that you can lean forwards and whisper sweet nothings into his ear. And when he's horny and has the higher drive than you, he'll pin your hands above your head and pound you in missionary, his other free hand able to roam up and down your body- squeezing your chest or giving extra stimulation to your clit.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Generally, he's quite horny-brained and can only think of pleasuring the two of you. But sometimes, if you're riding and his mind wanders for a moment, he might just let out a "helicopter, helicopter... aaAA-" Which does indeed make you stop so that you can just burst out laughing at him.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) There's hair down there. I think generally he's quite comfy with however it is, but occasionally he'll shave it down a bit so that it doesn't become a jungle down there. November's always rough, as he is an active participator in Movember. But as soon as December comes 'round, best believe that man gets SHEARED.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Really very loving. He's passionate and talks dirty when the two of you are clearly insanely horny- but often times he enjoys pressing soft kisses against your body and making eye contact to bask in that beautiful expression you always pull when you're pleasured. Very intimate post-nut as well- will help clean you, tell you that you were amazing, press loads of little chaste kisses to your body...
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Can have a wank if you're away doing something, but prefers to just go to you when he's horny. Doesn't like the thought of doing something sexual without you.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Hickeying and marking one another up. He loves pulling his shirt off at the end of the day and admiring the possessive marks you'd left across his chest. And he knew the both of you loved seeing those bright red markings across your collarbones and chest whenever he took your top off- and if there weren't any- he'd make sure you left with some.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Bed. It's comfy and he knows what he's doing there. Doesn't like doing it in other rooms because he it feels unnatural and isn't much of an exhibitionist- no, he's quite happy doing it in the bedroom where he's accustomed to whatever you want to do
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Seeing you doing anything that could be mildly sexual. Seeing you bend over to put the oven tray back in? He wants to fuck you bent over. Seeing you on the rodeo machine on a night out? Suddenly he wants you to ride him. Seeing you doing yoga in the bedroom? Suddenly he wants to rip those leggings open and fuck you right then and there.
N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs) I think he's very experimentalist- down to try a lot of things- but probably not feet. He could laugh about "Gobbling a toe" with his mates, but in reality the thought of a foot anywhere near his face icks him out immensely. Prefers the both of you wearing socks whilst fucking, oftentimes.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Something tells me he'd prefer giving. Getting head was all well and good- but the feeling of your thighs wrapped around his head with a bone-crushing pressure, hips bucking and grinding down- riding his tongue whilst he closes his eyes and laps up your pussy is something that is in his eyes- unparalleled.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Fast in the fact the both of you are chasing your highs. Sex is mainly for pleasure for the two of you, and so you'll both use each other to cum, before spending proper quality time together afterwards.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Not a fan of them. Likes being relaxed with no time limit on sex with you- nothing's a bigger turn-off for this man than STRESS, and knowing that he has to leave in 5 minutes? The thought of having to fuck in the short space of five minutes is too much for this man.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Happy to experiment when you both have the energy and all the means to try something new... But doesn't like taking real risks. If it can wait, it can wait, and if one of you are likely to get hurt in the process or something, he'd rather not try it. Taking risks is fine with him, unless it involves the possibility something could go wrong and end up harming you
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Probably just one round... Doesn't need to go another because he knows overstimulation isn't the biggest kink for the two of you
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) I'm gonna say he doesn't have toys for himself or use them on you. He knows if he's horny he can just go to you, and the same applies to you
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Not much, I don't think he'd really tease at all- he'd be too horny and needy to play with you or tease you- instead just fucking you. However when you were in the mood, there was always something special about teasing Harry- giving little signs in public and brushing against him knowing how it made him felt- riling him up made sex even better, somehow, as he pounded you harder than normal, giving stars in your vision
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Not stupidly loud- he lets out grunts and low groans whilst he's on top and leaves you to make all the loud noises. The first time you dommed him, he ended up letting out a little whine. That shocked the both of you, and you both sort of stared at each other for a moment in surprise- but you later admitted you kinda liked that, and so whenever you're domming, he now lets out high whines and sometimes even moans.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) One time you decided to experiment with rope. Something about tying you up to the bedframe felt really just morally wrong to him, and he didn't feel comfortable fucking you whilst you were vulnerable like that... But when you gave a go at reversing the roles? When you tied his wrists together behind his back and rode him- leaving hickeys across his collarbones and neck whilst you bounced on his dick- he realised he really liked rope.
X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes) Probs above average but nothing that'd be unmanageable or insanely big... Something around six inches, maybe a bit more- but thick, and always leaves you filled
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) I think he has a v reasonable sex drive- isn't constantly thinking or needing it. When he does want it though, he's quite needy- constantly asking and pressing kisses to your neck to let you know he needs you
Z = ZZZ (Do they fall asleep straight after? are they tired or still have energy?) I don't think he'd fall straight asleep, but would definitely be tired or lethargic straight after... Lazily gets up to grab some water for you and runs a bath for the two of you to sit in and just relax... Not one to do anything very high energy post-sex
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hollytoshaw · 7 days
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exploring europe | harry lewis
summary: y/n & harry travel around europe together face claim: dua lipa
word count (minus the instagram posts) : 2.5k
a/n: hi!!! this is a bit of a longer instagram au with short blurbs following each instragram post . hope you enjoy! also please send in any requests, i'll be more than happy to do them <3
more stuff by me : masterlist
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first stop: ireland
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freyanightingale cool girl 😘
wroetoshaw don't pretend you enjoyed the guinness
calfreezy harry necking pints, shocker
vikkstagram are they circulr sunglasses i spot in the first pic? ↳ y/n_username ofc, the only glasses i wear!!!
faithlouiseak can't believe you're gone for a month
ynw2slove harry and the goat !!!! 🥺
sidemanxixfan too many goats in one photo dump
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In the rolling green hills of the Irish countryside, where the air was crisp and the scent of flowers hung in the air, Harry and Y/N found themselves on a mission to find the perfect pint of Guinness. It was the third day into their stop-off in Ireland, and the pair had landed themselves in the middle of nowhere.
''Just get your phone out and look on maps; there's gotta be a pub around here somewhere,' Harry sighed. 'I mean, we're in Ireland of all places,''
Y/N rolled her eyes. They'd been walking for over twenty minutes with no luck—Harry mumbling about having a feeling he knew where he was despite the fact he had never been to this part of Ireland. It must have been his pro-Geoguesser skills talking, but right now those skills were useless and they were lost. 
''I've got no service, H. We're in the back end of nowhere.'' Y/N laughed, watching as the boy looked around the endless green fields, not a house or person other than the two of them in sight, just a few cows and sheep.
''Alright, well, trust me,'' he said clapping his hands together. ''I think 5 more minutes walking this way and we'll find something.''
5 minutes turned to 10, and 10 turned to 20, but eventually, they found themselves wandering into a quaint pub nestled at the edge of the smallest town either of them had ever seen. Harry was thrilled, gloating at the fact that he had managed to get them here with no directions, leaving out the point in which he had to thumb a random car down and ask the person driving where the closest town was. Y/N kept her mouth shut, letting him have his moment.
So their mission to find the perfect pint continued, Harry ordering them two pints of Guinness and two packets of Tayto (Irish crisps), eager to partake in this quintessential Irish tradition.
''You know, this pint is going to blow your mind.' Harry spoke, placing a glass and coaster in front of his lover.
''Oh, I bet'' she laughed in response, rolling her eyes when he wasn't looking. ''What'd you say we just neck it? Make it a competition?''
Harry narrowed his eyes, staring at her with a look that said, 'as if you think you could beat me necking a pint' without actually saying it.
''Come on, it'll be fun,'' Y/N said, opening her bag of crisps.
''Alright, doll, but don't be complaining when I annihilate you'' stopping to point at her ''and this pint of Guinness.'' Harry spoke and Y/N sent him a playful eyeroll back in return.
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''2''
''1''
''Cheers,'' they both said, clinking their glasses together and then tapping the bottom of the glass on the table, a drinking tradition they always did whenever they necked their drinks. 
The creamy foam tickled their lips, dancing on their tongues as they tilted their heads back in hopes of downing the liquid. While drinking, they traded friendly banter and teasing glances, Harry kicking Y/N's leg under the table in hopes that she'd get distracted.
What felt like an eternity was probably only a few seconds for the pair. In the end, it was Y/N who emerged victorious, hitting her glass down on the table before Harry could finish his own.
''Ha!'' Y/N laughed as Harry placed his glass on the table not long after her. ''Better luck next time, babe.''
''I let you win that, by the way,'' he said, taking a crisp from the opened packet on the table.
''Oh, shut up, you're such a sore loser, H.'' Y/N replied, laughing as Harry failed to meet her eye. One thing Y/N loved but also hated about Harry was that he was a terrible loser when it came to accepting defeat, and as much as she knew best to not wind him up even further, she found it hard to conceal her triumph.
''How about another round then?' She grinned at the moody boy across from her and said, ''Maybe I'll let you win this time.''
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second stop: france
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calfreezy this is actually quite cute
ksi bring me back a present from disney pls 😁
faithlouiseak aww enjoy
taliamar missing you already 🥺
theburntchip course harry's got the minnie ears on
behzingagram harry looking fire with that headband on
wroetoshaw ❤️
w2sfan2 as if y/n's managed to drag harry to disneyland
sidemanxixfan bet harry begged for the minnie ears
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The second stop on Harry and Y/N's travels was France, and the pair had found themselves in Disneyland Paris. Harry wasn't necessarily a massive Disney fan, nor was Y/N, but she had said she wanted to go at least once in her life, and Harry was not one to ever say no to his girl.
So the pair found themselves in the heart of Disneyland, surrounded by the charm of Main Street, stumbling upon a little photo booth adorned with twinkling lights and colourful decorations.
"Look, Harry. A photo booth!" Y/N exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. ''Let's get some pictures!''
Harry grinned, following her, and she pulled his arm, his heart happy that she was happy.
They stepped inside the booth, greeted by an array of playful props—oversized sunglasses, feather boas, and, most importantly, Minnie and Mickey headbands adorned with sparkling sequins.
"Oh my god,'' Y/N said, reaching for a pair of Mickey ears and placing them on her head. ''Here, you take the Minnie ones.''
Harry laughed, taking the pair of Minnie ears for himself. "Hope these fit on my big head.''
With giggles of delight, they struck playful poses for the camera, their laughter echoing in the small booth as they captured memories that would last a lifetime.
As the flash illuminated the space, Y/N leaned in close to Harry, her eyes shining with happiness. "I love this, H. It's like we're teens again, just having fun together."
Harry smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Reminds me of that shitty little photo booth we did back in Guernsey the first time you came to visit.''
They soon emerged from the photo booth, their cheeks flushed with excitement and their smiles reaching from ear to ear as they collected their pictures.
Looking at the pictures, the pair laughed at one another's silly poses, both agreeing it would look perfect stuck on their fridge with a magnet back in their London flat.
'Definitely worth the 12 euros.''
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third stop : the netherlands
y/n_username posted a photo!
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chrismd10 hope he fell off his bike
behzingagram what's in those cookies lads 👀
ynw2slover amsterDAMN harry is so fit
sidemenfan1 gorgeous in the first pic
tobjizzle enjoy guys 💙💙💙
theburntchip hope harry wasn't as drunk as he was when he went dam with the fellas ↳ y/n_username he was even worse😭
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The third stop of their trip around Europe was the Netherlands. The pair had found themselves in the heart of Amsterdam, where the streets buzzed with energy and the scent of freshly baked stroopwafels wafted through the air.
Amsterdam was always quite nostalgic for Harry and Y/N. It was one of their favourite places to visit, not just with the two of them but also with their friends. They knew all the good spots to go, the best bars, restaurants and especially what cafes served the best weed brownies.
''First night in Amsterdam, what'd you say we start with a brownie?'' Harry questioned, knowing that this would trigger a long night ahead of them.
Y/N hesitated for a moment, knowing what the pair were like when they were high, but ultimately her curiosity was piqued by the suggestion. "Oh, I don't know, Harry. Isn't it a bit early?"
Harry shrugged, taking her hand in his. "Come on, Y/N. When has that ever stopped us? Plus, we're in Amsterdam; where else are we gonna get the chance to get stoned off a shitty little brownie?”
With a nervous laugh, Y/N relented, allowing Harry to lead her into a cosy cafe that the pair had visited a few years prior. They ordered two brownies and two cans of Diet Coke and found a quiet corner to sit and indulge.
As they took their first bites, the rich, chocolaty flavour melted on their tongues, leaving behind a lingering warmth that spread through their bodies.
Y/N looked at Harry, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Do you feel anything yet?"
Harry shook his head, his expression uncertain. "Not yet, silly. Takes a while to kick in. ."
As they waited, Y/N and Harry exchanged nervous glances, their hearts pounding with anticipation. The pair had gone on a booze boat earlier that day and were only just feeling like the alcohol was wearing off—perhaps the two mixed together wasn't a great combination.
More time passed and suddenly , a wave of laughter overcame Y/N, and her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Harry, I think it's starting to work."
Harry chuckled, feeling a sense of euphoria wash over him, his eyes looking larger and puffier than usual. "You're right, love. I can feel it too."
Their laughter filled the cafe, drawing amused glances from the other customers as Y/N and Harry lost themselves in the joy of the moment.
As they sat together, hand in hand, Harry and Y/N realized that sometimes the best adventures were the ones shared with the person you loved most, especially when they ended in fits of laughter and memories that would last a lifetime.
''There's no one else I'd rather get completely baked with.''
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fourth stop: stockholm, sweden
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The next stop for the pair was the picturesque countryside of Sweden, where the summer sun danced on the fields of flowers and the air was sweet with the scent of blooming blossoms. 
Unknown to Harry and Y/N when booking the trip, they found that the days of their stay aligned with the midsummer festivities that Sweden had to offer. Y/N, with her bright eyes and infectious laughter, eagerly anticipated the festival, whereas Harry was less enthused. 
As they joined the festivities in the village square, Y/N couldn't contain her excitement. "This is so good, H. It'll be such a laugh later, making flower crowns and dancing around the Maypole.'' 
Harry forced a smile, but inwardly, he cringed at the thought of wearing a flower crown. While Harry was a boy most definitely secure in himself, the thought of a few flowers stuck to his hair made him feel a bit daft. "Yeah, it's great, Y/N. But do we really have to wear those flower crowns?"
Y/N eyes widened in surprise. "Of course we do, H! I've seen you wear questionable things over the years; surely a flower crown isn't where you draw the line?'' 
Reluctantly, Harry followed Y'N to the flower crown-making station, ultimately knowing that she was right and he had just been silly. They were greeted by a table overflowing with colourful blooms and delicate ribbons.
As Y/N eagerly began crafting her crown, Harry hesitated once more, feeling out of place amidst the sea of flowers. "I don't know, doll. I feel silly wearing this."
She laughed, gently placing a crown of pink and red roses on his head. "Oh, stop it, you look lovely! Trust me, everyone wears them. It's part of the fun."
Harry grumbled under his breath. The thought of the boys slating him in the group chat once they got a hold of a picture of him wearing the flowers, was in the back of his mind. Pushing the thought away, he decided to go along with it for Y/N sake, knowing all the boys had probably done a lot worse to please their missus. As they joined the other villagers in dancing around the Maypole, Harry felt him ease into the festivities a bit more, feeling comfortable with Y/N's reassuring grip on his hand. 
The music played, and laughter filled the air and he found himself getting caught up in the joy of the moment. He twirled Y/N around the dance floor, the flower crown long forgotten as they lost themselves in the magic of Midsummer.
''Guess I don't look that daft after all.'' he shouted over the crowd. 
The music and dancing continued until the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky blazed with hues of orange and yellow, Harry realized that sometimes embracing tradition meant embracing the ones you loved—even if it meant wearing a what he had once described as a 'silly flower crown'. And as he looked at Y/N, her eyes shining with happiness, he knew that celebrating Midsummer with her was a memory he would cherish forever.
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fifth stop : greece
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Greece was the next place that Harry and Y/N had found themselves on their travels. Swimming in the tranquil waters of the Aegean Sea, Harry and Y/N set off on a boating adventure, hearts light and bellies full from the fruit that they had devoured at breakfast. 
As they cruised along the shimmering surface of the water, Harry's playful antics grew more and more daring, fueled by the warmth of the sun and one too many shots of Ouzo. 
''Y/N, prepare to be amazed!'' he exclaimed, his voice slurred with intoxication as he stood on the edge of the boat, a grin on his face.
''What are you playing at now?'' Y/N rolled her eyes, accustomed to Harry's antics. 
With a flourish, Harry announced his intention to perform a daring flip off the side of the boat—a feat he was certain would impress Y/N. 
"Get your camera out, this’ll go viral!" Harry declared, his confidence buoyed by the alcohol coursing through his veins.
Reluctantly, she reached for her phone, trying to suppress a giggle as she aimed the camera at her swaying boyfriend.
But as Harry prepared to launch himself into the air, his balance faltered, and he stumbled awkwardly before falling unceremoniously into the water with a loud splash.
She burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement, as she watched Harry emerge from the water, sputtering and coughing.
"You've had an absolute stinker," Y/N teased, her laughter echoing across the lake.
Harry sheepishly climbed back onto the boat, his pride wounded but his spirits still high. "A proper howler," he replied, trying to save face as he joined Y/N in laughter.
As they continued their boating adventure, Harry's failed flip became the stuff of a legend, a story they would retell for years to come, a moment that Y/N would be forever grateful she got on camera.
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last stop: iceland
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The last stop on their travels was Iceland, where bubbling geysers and towering waterfalls painted the landscape in hues of wonder. It was their final day of their holiday, and Harry and Y/N found them immersed in the tranquilly of the Blue Lagoon. 
As they waded into the warm, mineral-rich waters, Y/N let out a contented sigh, her worries melting away with each gentle ripple.
"This has been amazing, Harry," Y/N said, her voice filled with awe as she gazed around at the ethereal beauty of their surroundings. ''The best few weeks of my life, I think.''
Harry smiled, his eyes sparkling with affection, as he reached for Y/N's hand, admiring the black swimsuit that clothed her body. "Glad we picked Iceland as our last spot, best way to end it I think.”
They floated together in blissful silence, the only sound being the gentle lapping of the water against the rocky shore. And as the night sky darkened, Y/N couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness that their holiday was coming to an end.
"I wish we could stay here forever," Y/N whispered, her voice tinged with longing. ''Gonna miss it being just us.''
Harry squeezed her hand, his gaze soft with understanding. "Me too, lovely.“ he paused moving his other hand to graze over her cheek. “But we'll do it again some time soon, I promise. Anytime I've got a few days free on the calendar, they're all for you.''
Y/N smiled, holding out her pinky finger and latching it on to his. "Promise.”
With a promise made, they watched the sun set over the horizon, holding each other close, talking about the precious moments they had shared over the last few weeks—moments filled with love, laughter, and obscene amounts of alcohol. Moments they would remember forever.
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lvrslvt3 · 10 months
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ANOTHER BLANKET | h. lewis
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pairings : harrylewis x reader
summary : reader is being harassed by a creepy man harry is a little too late to save her. [ words ]
warnings : creepy man, verbal sexual harassment, very mild violence, alcohol use, drugs mentioned. established relationship
notes : this is my first ever fic so i’m very sorry if it’s bad and for any mistakes, if you have any suggestions or requests feel free to say.
halfway through the third day of the festival you had left most of your group to go and see another band with a few of the girls you had met — not interested in the artist the boys were obsessed with.
obviously, despite harry trusting you with his life, the boys had instructed you to meet them by a certain group of port-a-loos so they could take you back to the campsite safely, the girls you were with had kept you company until it turned quiet and they had to leave to find their own tent, meaning you were now stood alone.
your outfit was way too revealing for the current weather since you hadn’t fully realised how cold it would be until now, when all the adrenaline and excitement was rushed out of you and all you wanted was to go to sleep. you were almost leaning against the makeshift toilet as you waited.
sighing out, you glanced down at your phone but harry hadn’t sent any more texts except the last one only ten minutes ago reading ‘on my way’. crossing your arms you tried to find any body heat as you looked for your boyfriend and his group of friends.
“you cold?” the voice almost made you jump but your body had slowed down with todays activities. at first glance you could tell that the man speaking to you was on something with his fuzzy looking eyes and slurred speech. you weren’t sure what he was on but you didn’t want to be around it.
you didn’t answer his question directly, instead just shaking your head with a polite smile. “i’m fine, thanks.” you expected him to go away but instead he continued to stare you down, causing you to pull up your low waisted trousers a little more to hide yourself from the creepy man.
“just waiting on my boyfriend and his friends to come and get me…” you felt extremely uncomfortable in his presence, so you used the trick you usually did. men — especially ones that are drunk or on drugs — didn’t fully respect you until they knew you had a man.
of course he was different, a lazy smirk finding its way onto his dirty looking face. “so?” he shrugged while taking a step closer to you, now only a little bit away from where you stood backed up against the loo’s.
you glanced down at your phone and typed out a text quickly before sending it, simply saying the words ‘hurry, creepy man’ because you knew it would have harry running across the field until he found you. “are you okay?” you questioned the man in hopes he would back away.
you were trying to keep him distracted so he wouldn’t be solely focused on getting close to you. “i am now i’m with you, baby.” his bad attempt at being smooth made you physically cringe, but you stood up straight instead of showing weakness.
“my boyfriend is on his way right now, he’ll be here any second.” you stated in hopes on scaring him off. instead, he took another step until he was directly infront of you. he smelled disgusting but he didn’t seem to notice or mind.
“i don’t see any boyfriend, girl—“
he reached out his hand to touch you just as you kicked him straight in the balls as hard as you were able to. he let out an very audible grunt before falling to the ground quickly after.. “you little bitch!” he swore out before hissing in pain again.
you took a few steps away from the man on the ground, ignoring his rambles when you heard the noise of people trecking over the grass using a very fast pace. the sudden noise only installed more fear in you — right up until you realised who it was.
harry, ethan and tobi were running toward you full speed, all of them looking relieved when they saw that you were fine. “there’s my little guardian angels.” a smile graced your face at the sight of them.
harry immediately began to check you were okay before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and placing a kiss firmly on to the top of your head. “jesus christ, you scared the shit out of me.” finally, you felt safe.
“no worries, i handled him.” you referenced to the man still on the ground. “what the fuck did you do to him, y/n?” ethan chuckled slightly at the agony the man on the floor was currently experiencing.
“i only kneed him in the balls, he’s overreacting.” you brushed the creepy man off while leaning further into harry’s chest, beginning to walk away from the scene, feeling glad the boys hadn’t spoken to the drugged out man.
“you’re not going off on your own again—“ harry squeezed your shoulder to get his point across, “i’ll come wherever you want, ‘kay?” he peered down at you as you nodded with a small smile on your lips.
“where’s the rest of yous?” you questioned as all four of you joined the much smaller crowd walking towards the tents. most people had headed straight for bed while others took there time. “they copped out early.” was the answer.
“yeah, like big losers.” ethan’s own comment sent him into a fit of laughter, far too drunk to realise that no one else was joining in. tobi chuckled slightly at his friend until they finally reached there campsite. you all had paid extra for a nicer area, in which there wasn’t campfires set by drunks ready to burn down all of your belongings.
“night, tobs, thanks for making sure i was okay.” you gave the boy a half hug before glancing at ethan that was already stumbling off to go and find his own tent. “need any help with him?” you referred to the almost black out boy.
“nah, he’ll be fine.” tobi answered before following after the ginger. “come on, then.” harry wrapped his arms properly around you to lead you to your shared tent, climbing in quietly to not disturb anybody else.
“i feel dead.” you murmured with a grunt while harry zipped back up the opening. you quickly changed out of your restricting clothes into a baggy shirt and some pyjama shorts, finally able to become fully comfortable.
“we’ll don’t die until monday,” harry joked as he aswell changed into sweatpants to sleep in, “i’m not driving home with those idiots.” he referenced to your friends that were currently in there own tents.
you only chuckled before climbing into the large sleeping bag you had purchased together, a very thin mattress underneath that kept you both off of the ground by a few inches and made sleeping a lot easier for the both of you.
“hurry up.” you groaned out while harry set his clothes away, “i’m freezing.” you complained until he finally climbed into your shared sleeping bag, the goosebumps on your arms slowly fading as you snuggled into him for warmth.
“alright, babe, i already have a blanket i don’t need another.” he teased you but held you closer until you were practically draped over him. you didn’t even bother to react — too used to your boyfriends teasing comments.
instead you let the silence respond to him so you could finally close yout eyes and let exhaustion take over. thankfully, you fell asleep quickly thanks to your sore limbs and harry’s overly warm body making the sleeping bag feel like your own personal oven.
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w2soneshots · 13 days
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Private -W2S
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Warnings: eluding to sex happening.
In which you and Harry have a private but not secret relationship, then on his birthday you do something that makes the fans go crazy.
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Three years ago Harry followed me on instagram. He liked a few of my posts, I followed him back, he messaged me, we exchanged numbers, continued to text, then he eventually asked me on a date. 2 months later I was officially his girlfriend. We keep our relationship pretty private but everyone knows we're together. Sometimes I post something and his hands in the shot or I'm wearing one of his jumpers, the fans go crazy. If he's on a side cast and they're talking about their weeks he always refers to me as his girlfriend: "my girlfriend got me this." "my girlfriend said that,"
Today it's Harry's birthday. I organised a meal out with all of our friends for later and last night, after he went to sleep I decorated the apartment with balloons, laid his presents out on the table (which I also decorated) and placed his cake at the back of the fridge. Once I was finished I crawled back into bed.
"Morning." I heard Harry croak from beside me. I turned excitedly towards him. "Morning, birthday boy!" He groaned "how long have you been awake?" I huffed out a laugh "like an hour, or something." Harry chuckled. "I love you so much." He said with his eyes locked on mine. "I love you too. Now come on, I wanna show you what I got you!" I said jumping out of the bed and attempting to pull Harry out with me.
We don't usually go crazy with presents since most things we would just buy anyway. So I decided to book us a 10 day holiday to the Maldives, making sure to organise it with the boys so he had time off. Along with some new golf stuff, a childish hoodie, new balance and a custom dartboard for his office. He seemed very pleased with his presents and was so excited to spend over a week on a hot island with me.
We had some breakfast/lunch and FaceTimed Harry's family before we needed to get ready for dinner. We had a shower then I dried and straightened my hair, put on some makeup and got dressed into a pair of blue jeans, a cute white top and some matching white heels, along with my Dior bag. Harry was dressed and ready hours before I was so sat on the couch until I was finished. I quickly sprayed myself with my favourite perfume, applied some lipgloss then left the bedroom. "I'm ready!" I said with a twirl. Harry laughed "you look amazing." I smiled "and you look handsome." I said with a smile. He blushed. On our way out I quickly grabbed the white box (containing the cake) out of the fridge.
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After I made Harry take pictures of me outside our apartment, we got an uber to the restaurant. We were obviously the first ones there and were quickly taken to a long table that had silver balloons on strings floating in the middle (as per my request). Everyone soon began arriving. First was JJ, then Ethan and Faith, followed by Freezy, Callux, Vik, Simon and Talia, Tobi, Josh and Freya and lastly Theo. Once everyone was seated we ordered our food and began chatting.
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Since we've been together nether me nor Harry have ever posted each other's face. But I'd took a cute picture of him at dinner so just decided to post it to my story, not before asking Harry if it was alright of course. The fans immediately started going crazy, twitter, insta, TikTok, they were all full of people talking about it. Me and Harry lay comfortably in our bed, laughing while scrolling through twitter and reading the comments of a repost of my story.
"Thank you for today." Harry whispered. I turned my head towards him "you're so welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I replied. "You know what would make this birthday even better?" He said with a raised brow. I chuckled "alright then. If that's what it takes." I shrugged my shoulders at the end. Harry smirked, then grabbed my thigh and brought it over him so I was sat on his lap. "This seriously is the best birthday ever."
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etherfall · 23 days
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Alder Adopts N Masterpost
I've gotten a lot of asks recently so here's a masterpost for the AU where everything can be found easily!
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Finalized Story
The story I wrote is sorta like a base but is no way concrete. There are so many ways the story can go and I have no problem if other people have their own version of events in mind. I'm more than happy to hear changes/interpretations of the OG story!
Other's Works
Fanart!!
Anon B&W2 Story
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OG Doodles
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N & Elite Four
N & Deino!
N & Zweilous!
N & Hydreigon!
Little N Copying Alder (And Failing)
Darmanitan and Alder
Alder Helping N
De-stressors and More Deino/Hydreigon
N Champion Design (Partially)
Oneshot Fics?
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OG Story
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N & Ghetsis Backstory
N & Ghetsis Family History
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N's Poke Team Brainstorm
N's Poke Team Brainstorm Pt 2. + Final Team
Alder's Burn Scars
N's Dragon
Alder's Volcarona
N & Benga
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Trains & Subways?
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Little N Ask
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Dad Bod Alder
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miss-pearly-rose · 27 days
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https://www.wattpad.com/364187229--
My ChrisMD oneshots / imagines. Really want to try and write some of these, always been writing in long form and long fan fictions. The ideas will be modest and fluffy, smut like stories but no where near the smut you'll see, it's very light smut haha. Skiing or snowboarding, working alongside Chris and his team, Tinder dating etc. I will include some of the boys, Arthur Hill to W2S as well. Thank you if you can read my first short and support my stories :3
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sour--disposition · 3 years
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Behind His Back
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harry lewis x fem!reader
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Yours and Cal’s laughter reached the spot that the other guys had picked for filming long before the two of you did, poking and chasing each other as you barrelled through the doors. Cal was joining in on some game that they were filming for moresidemen and he’d dragged you along so you could sit off camera and poke fun at all eight of them.
As soon as you’d fallen into the venue, a bright smile had stretched across Harry’s face. Seeing you as happy and full of life as you were made him impossibly happy, as soppy as it sounded. All he wanted was to wander over and pull you into his arms, maybe surprise you so you let out that funny squeal you did whenever she shocked you.
But he couldn’t.
Although he’d never said it, it was sort of an unwritten rule of Cal’s that you were off limits for any of his friends. Maybe that made it all the more exciting, sneaking around behind your best friend’s back. You knew that it wouldn’t end well, it would either end in heartbreak between you and Harry or anger from Cal. Neither was an outcome you wanted, but one of them was bound to be inevitable.
Ethan had noticed Harry staring at you and was prepared to embarrass his best friend, not knowing that he was one of the only people that knew the truth about yours and Harry’s relationship. “Gonna go give your girlfriend a smooch, Bog?”, Ethan asked, grin as bright as ever as he shoved Harry playfully in your direction.
You and Harry both froze, eyes wide in surprise and fear. The humour drained out of Ethan’s face as he watched yours and Harry’s reactions and a tense atmosphere immediately fell over the group. Even the camera crew looked awkward.
You could see Harry desperately trying to conjure up some sort of excuse for what Ethan had just said. Ethan looked like he would do just about anything to retract his words. But what was said was said and you just had to deal with the consequences.
“What the fuck is he on about?”, Cal asked, voice harsh and angry. His eyes were fixed on Harry, practically pinning him to the spot. “Harry. What the fuck is Ethan on about?”.
“Look, mate-”, Harry started, words getting caught in his throat.
“How could you?”, Freezy spat, voice like venom. He turned to you, looking at you like you’d just taken a knife to his back. “And you?”.
“Don’t be mad at her, Cal”, Harry pleaded, voice desperate.
“I’ll be mad at whoever the fuck I wanna be mad at!”, Cal shouted, making Harry jump and sending a wave of anger coursing through your veins.
“You know what, no”, you started, leaving Cal’s side of the room and walking to stand in between the two of them. “You have no right to be mad. We’re adults. We don’t answer to you. I don’t answer to you”, you stressed.
You could tell that the others in the room had no idea what to do. Guilt was written all over Ethan’s face and varying levels of worry and awkwardness seemed to be spread throughout the rest of the guys. Everyone was following the discussion like a ball in a tennis match.
“I live with him and you’re my best friend, I’m kind of involved in this!”, Cal exclaimed. You mumbled something under your breath that neither Cal or Harry heard, but it only seemed to antagonise Cal more. “What?”, he demanded.
“I’m just saying, last time I checked, it’s not you sneaking me into your apartment, but whatever”, you commented casually.
“Y/N”, Harry warned from behind you, taking a few steps closer to you.
“I’m not going to pick between my best friend and my boyfriend!”, you cemented. “If you’re going to make me pick, you’re making the decision for me”, you told Cal, a finger pointed towards him. “And it won’t go in your favour”, you cautioned.
“You’d pick Harry over me?”, Cal asked, looking genuinely offended. “I’ve known you since we were 12”, he reminded you.
“I love him”, you said, voice suddenly small and shy. “And if you don’t want any part of that, then I don’t know what to tell you”, you shrugged before turning your back and walking out of the venue.
Harry stood stock still. Everything in his body was telling him to chase after you, tell you that he felt the same way, but he couldn’t get his body to move. The shock of Cal finding out and then you telling everyone that you loved him, it left him paralysed.
“Is anyone gonna go after her?”, Vik asked, eyes tearing between Harry and Cal.
“I’ll go”, Harry and Freezy said at the same time.
“She won’t wanna see you right now, mate… In the nicest way possible”, Harry told his friend, leaving him no time to answer before following you out of the venue and finding you a few feet away, sat on a bench.
“Hey”, Harry said, catching your attention. He sat down next to you, forearms resting on his thighs as he leaned forwards. “That could’ve gone better”, he whispered, pulling a sardonic laugh from you.
“You think”, you snorted.
“I love you, too”, Harry blurted, barely giving you time to finish your sentence.
Before you had a chance to say or do anything in response, Cal was stalking away from the venue doors and towards the two of you. “Cal-”, you started.
“Look”, he sighed. “I reacted badly. I shouldn’t have gotten angry, alright”, he huffed. “I was just caught off guard, I had no idea”, he defended.
“That was sort of the point”, you chuckled. “Because we were worried about what you’d say”, you explained. “Or that you’d react like this”.
Harry sat still beside you, always unsure of what to do or say when it came to disagreements between you and Cal, and it was only made worse by the fact that he was in the middle of the situation. He let his hand leave his lap and join yours, squeezing around your fingers supportively.
“Nothing I say is gonna make this go away?”, Cal asked, face pulled with pain.
“No”, you said simply, a sense of finality settling in your voice. “If you love me enough to be worried about Harry hurting me, then you love me enough to let me love Harry”, you told him gently. “And, in the nicest way possible, it really has nothing to do with you”.
Cal sat down next to you, a heavy sigh leaving his chest as he sunk into the bench. “I feel like I should’ve seen this coming”, he complained.
“To be honest, mate, you really are clueless”, Harry chuckled from beside you.
“How long have you been together?”, Cal asked you, looking up at you from his dejected slump.
“Officially, almost three months”, you told Cal.
“Unofficially?”, he asked warily.
“Nearly six”, you admitted.
“How did I not realise?”, Cal groaned, dropping his head against the backrest of the bench. “I can’t believe I missed it”.
“We were really good at hiding it”, Harry shrugged. “It was like mission impossible to be honest, you made everything quite inconvenient”, he jibed, earning him a swat over the head from Cal.
“At least I never heard you shagging”, Cal sighed. His eyes went wide as a silence fell over you and Harry, a smirk threatening to peak through onto your lips. “Are you fucking kidding me!?”, he exclaimed, almost jumping up out of his seat.
“Yeah, none of those one night stands were one night stands”, Harry mumbled as he itched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Sorry, and all”. You could see Cal cringing, knowing that he’d heard his two best friends have sex with each other couldn’t have been a fun thought to have running through his mind.
“If you excuse me, I am off to pour acid into my ears”.
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star2fishmeg · 3 years
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hi! would you maybe be able to do a w2s x reader where she’s friends with freezy and harry sometimes sees her but she’s only ever in just comfy wear, but then one time he sees her when she’s actually made some effort and he’s utterly smitten? if not that’s fine, love your writing!
Smitten
Pairing: Wroetoshaw x reader
Genre: borderline smut but not really but saucy?
Request: above
Warnings: swearing, hints of sex
(Thank you for requesting!! It makes me happy that you like my writing!! Apologies for the wait, college has been a pain!)
(I tried to make it a "read more" but its not working for some reason, apologies for that)
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The drive to Cal's wasn't that far, but too far too walk and she'd never take public transport. But driving would've been quicker since Cal told her about someone's party, and he thought she'd be interested.
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She knocked heavily on his front door, wearing her usual attire of jogging bottoms and a t-shirt.
"Cal, open up!" She hollered, irritated of waiting.
Cal swung the door open, "You're finally here!"
"Its been twenty minutes, arsehole." She chuckled. They emerged into the living room, laughing and mainly hitting each other but stopped upon hearing Harry's laughter from his room, "I'm gonna go say hi."
Y/n dumped her bag in the spare room before creeping down to Harry's room on the other end of the hallway. She opened his door eerily and stood in the doorway. Upon seeing her figure, Harry flinched slightly in surprise, holding his chest.
"Christ, don't do that. You scared the shit out of me!" He laughed, the rest of the boys yelling from his headphones. Y/n crouched into some sort of goblin pose, hunching over, bending her knees and bringing her arms above her head and bending them in an odd way.
"I have arrived." Was all she spoke before, in the same pose, creeping backwards down the hallway. Harry turned back to his monitors smiling.
"Apologies for that, boys. Wasn't expecting a homeless goblin to pop by, not gonna lie."
Soon enough it was seven in the evening, Harry had finished filming and started to get ready for the party, throwing on a t-shirt and shorts. Meanwhile, in the living room, Y/n and Cal decided it would be funny to dress up as police officers (obviously costumes, nothing realistic). Cal in the shirt and black jeans with the hat and aviators, Y/n in a matching shirt with a few buttons undone while wearing black shorts, aviators and hat. Their laughter erupted through the house, Harry eventually being drawn to the source, ambled down the hallway to the living room. He stopped in his tracks, for the first time, he'd seen the goblin in something other than lounge wear and he wasn't disappointed.
"You ready, Champ?" Y/n snapping her fingers in front of his eyes, grabbing his attention back to reality. He nodded, following the pair outside for the Uber sheepishly.
They waited impatiently, Y/n folding her arms and tapping her foot, looking left and right for the car. Cal poked Harry's shoulder and leant closer to his ear, noticing the sweat drizzling down his forehead.
"Harry, mate...ask her out it's pretty obvious." He scoffed, mockingly.
"Wh-wha-what are you chatting? It's fine, what do you mean? She's just wearing something different." Harry stammered, giving Cal a half-smile.
Cal smirked, "She wears something different everyday...you're just definitely in love right now."
"You're such a dickhead, you know that? I'm just surprised!" Harry slapped his chest, pretending to look out for the Uber.
"Sure, sure."
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Sweat dripped down his forehead as the strobe lights kept the atmosphere moving. Bodies weaving and moving together to the bass rattling through the speakers. Cal moved closer to Harry's ear, notifying his exit to the bar. Y/n pulled the boy deeper into the dancefloor, placing her hands on his flushed cheeks as she swayed her hips into him. He grinned, cupping his hands over hers, popping her hat onto his head playfully, knowing she wouldn't reach it. But she didn't reach for it, she just winked and lead him out the crowds towards the tables. He was in his own world now, the music had become nothing but a buzz, the people blurs: she was all he could focus on in those tight shorts, tight shorts he oh so confidently knew she'd worn on purpose to tease him, because she was like that. She enjoyed teasing him, because she liked his eyes on her. They were her favourite shade of blue and fit his smile well. She lead him to a set of sofas in the corner, sitting down and patting the space next to her.
"You can chill, no need to be so nervous." She giggled. He hesitantly sat while she scooted closer, their thighs touching.
"Uh, do you, uh want a drink?" He kicked himself, of course she didn't, Cal was clearly at the bar waiting for their drinks. But he couldn’t focus on, she was pressing her chest into his arm and squeezing his thigh and it made him melt. "Actually, fuck that, are-are you seducing me?"
She grinned, giggling, "Maybe. I chose this outfit especially."
"Well, well, it's fucking working." Y/n ran a finger down his jawline, tipping his head to look at her in the eyes. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips before pulling back and smiling. "You sly bitch, do it again." Y/n kissed him again, but with more pressure this time, sliding both her hands to his jaw and the back of his neck. His hands, large and secure around waist, pulled her body onto his lap, pressing her into him. She rolled her hips as their lips melted into each other's rhythm. The noise of the club morphed into an echo again, as if they were in their own bubble, and all they could hear was the ruffles of their clothes contacting and the faint moans of sensation from their throats.
Their moment ended when Cal whistled from opposite them, with no drinks. "Look at you two! Ya' dirty dogs!" He joked. They pulled away, Y/n twisting around to stick her finger up at him.
"Let me guess, Squeezy, you forgot to buy us drinks due to the fact you're drunk and was chatting up someone? Yeah, let's go." She mocked, sliding off Harry's lap, making sure he got a good view of her cleavage before helping him up. She started walking, waving for them to follow. "Come on lads, I've got unfinished business to attend to!" Harry smirked at Cal, following in confidence and wrapping his arm around her waist while they left the club into the chill of the early hours.
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ketamineharry · 2 years
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So now that I am back, I will be accepting requests again! I may be a little slow, but I’ll do my best to make sure they all come out at a reasonable time
Lots of love,
Nikki x
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sdmnluvs · 3 years
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Watermelon Sugar (High) ~ Harry Lewis
Harry Lewis x female oc (but they’re both unnamed, you can really pretend it’s any of them but I had Harry in my head whilst writing this ☺️) 500 words
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She’s sitting on the sand, legs pulled up to her chest just watching him. He’s the most beautiful person she’s ever seen. He exists and her heart beats that little bit faster.
And then he laughs that loud obnoxious laugh that makes her heart swell and butterflies fly in her stomach. And the smile on his face is enough to make her heart ache because they’re just so imperfect. And for a minute she questions how he ever fell for her.
She thinks of his blue eyes that she could swim in for days, his loud laughter that’s always filled with love and just him in general. He’s everything she’s not yet there he is, blue eyes shining in the setting sun.
Suddenly she feels someone sit down beside her.
“You ok?” He questions holding her hand in his, the ghost of his laugh from whatever dumb joke Ethan told him still etched on his face.
“Tell me you love me” she says, he turns to face her, a lazy grin on his face.
“I love you,” he whispers softly just for the two of them to hear.
“Do you mean it?” She mummers, voice soft and dripping with love
“Always and forever,” and he kisses her, hands cupping her face and he tastes just like watermelon and strawberries. Like every summer night that they’ve spent together. She’s high off of the taste and doesn’t think she’ll ever come back down
She knows she’s grinning like crazy when they finally pull apart but then again, so is he.
“Can I tell you something?” He asks. She nods her head, still smiling with that dazed look on her face, kissing him will never get old
“Race you to the cake,” he whispers before taking off in a sprint towards the small table full of food. He can hear her shouting his name as what he said settles in
“You absolute prick!” She shouts running after him but the smile on her face is worth the world to see.
“I can’t believe I fell for that!” She huffs playfully hitting him, breathing in the scent of strawberries that’s still lingering around him.
He grins all proudly at her before leaning in to kiss her again. She’s on a high of his taste again, from warm summer days and the ocean. She breathes it in, wants this moment to be etched in her memory forever.
“I love you.” She says softly.
He smiles gently and kisses her forehead. “I love you even more you sap.”
“That’s impossible,” she whispers, the summer air is flying slowly past them but all she can focus on is him.
He shakes his head with a laugh before pulling her in again. And just like that she’s lost in him once more. Tastes both of them until she’s high on watermelon sugar again.
And she prays to every god that’s out there, that she’ll never have to go without.
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damn-behzinga · 4 years
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Taken Over
Harry Lewis Centric
summary - Harry has a seizure after a shoot, the guys help him.
warnings - seizures, mentions of insecurities, embarrasment.
a/n - I did a lot of research for this but if this seems inaccurate and you have more knowledge on seizures then please message me and let me know. 
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The men walked about the field collecting up their equipment. Ethan and JJ walked ahead of Tobi, Vik and Harry, whilst Simon and Josh walked behind them. 
Vik and Tobi were talking about some football match. Harry didn't chime in, trying to focus on grounding himself. He kept turning to the other men, blinking rapidly to try and focus on the conversation. Harry felt his left arm suddenly fall heavier to the side, causing him to stumble in his step.
"Woah, you all right there, Harry?" Tobi asked.
Harry looked to see his friends and slurred out a few garbled sounds of nonsense. All the men now have full attention on Harry. The men watch in confusion as Harry tensed and fell forward.
Thankfully, Ethan is there to catch him before he hits the ground. He lies him down softly. Harry was already babbling a series of 'No's by the time they circle him to block others from seeing him. Tobi was quickly on the floor, trying to ask Harry what was happening.
Harry simply groaned and the men immediately knew a seizure coming. Vik took off his jumper and laid it down under Harry's head. Tobi and Vik worked together to move him onto his side. Josh opened up his phone and started the timer. Ethan, JJ, and Simon made sure no one was watching. 
Josh, Vik, and Tobi watched anxiously as they waited out their friend's seizure.
Harry's seizures weren't a new concept to the friend group. Harry had told them that he suffered from seizures when the first met in real life. He had told them all they had to do was make sure they timed it. Josh had asked Harry loads of questions about it, wanting to make sure he was fully prepared in case of an emergency. Harry had told Josh that he only had serious one (he was seventeen, it was over five minutes long which is bad) but Harry had shrugged it off.
They watched sadly as blood poured out of their friend's mouth after he bit down on his tongue. Tobi sighed sadly as a wet patch appeared on Harry's shorts and took off his jacket so Harry could cover himself after. He cursed himself for not bringing a spare pair of shorts. After two minutes, his convulsing calmed down and his seizure stopped. 
Josh, Simon, and Tobi rolled Harry over to his side and waited for Harry to wake up. They waited a few minutes when Harry started to come to, eyes fluttering open. 
Josh reached forward and tried to talk to Harry, "Hey, buddy."
Harry groaned and started flapping his right arm towards Josh. The men knew this as 'Post-Seizure-Toddler-Harry'. Harry tried to move away, anxiously looking side to side, trying to find where he was.
"No. No!" Harry yelled. "Go away!"
"Harry." Simon stood forward. "Hey, buddy. It's me, it's okay."
Harry's eyebrows scrunched my eyebrows together. "Where?" Harry's head whipped around to try and look for anything familiar.
"It's okay, Harry," Tobi said softly. "We just finished filming, and we're going to go home soon."
Harry stared blankly for a few minutes before laying down and crying. Tobi sat beside Harry and calmly spoke reassuringly. Harry continued to sob but when Tobi reached to comfort him, Harry slapped his hand away.
"Okay, okay." Tobi put his hands up. "No touching, I understand." Harry angrily flailed his hands about as he let out a sob. Suddenly, he turns to his side and vomits. Tobi tries to move back as smoothly as possible so he doesn't scare Harry.
"You okay?" Simon asked. Harry groaned and let out a small huff. He ignored the man and stared at his shorts, looking at the wet patch.
"It's okay." Vik tried to reassure the man but Harry kicked his legs out in frustration. The men grimaced as Harry let at angry yell at the sky. Harry reached up to his lip and touched his cut.
"Ouchies." He whimpered.
"Yeah, you caught yourself a bit there." Tobi chuckled.
"Here you are." Ethan passed Harry a tissue. Harry shakily took it and dabbed it against his cut and where there was blood. Harry groaned and laid down, trying desperately to reliever his headache, rubbing at his forehead.
"Sorry," Harry whispered after a minute of cleaning himself up.
"It's all right," JJ said.
Harry looked down, tears running down his cheeks. "I want to go home. I look fucking disgusting. I need a shower. I want to go home."
"It's okay-" Josh started.
"No, none of this is okay! Why couldn't I be born normal?" Harry exclaimed. He was crashing, although it was heartbreaking, the men knew it meant he would be coming back to normal. They watched as Harry continued to cry and angrily punch at himself. They all knew not to stop him, the first time they did, JJ got punched in the face. Harry apologised profusely for the next months but JJ knew that it was just the fact that Harry was scared and confused.
"You're okay," Tobi said sternly. "You are here with us. We love you, okay? Nothing could change that."
Harry just nodded, leaning his head against his knees.
"Lets get you to bed, okay?" Ethan said, helping Harry up and to Tobi's car.
"Love you guys." Harry mumbled.
"Yeah, we love you too, bog."
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g-xix · 5 months
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🔞Lockdown Vids | [KINKTOBER]
[Harry W2S + WillNE + ChrisMD]
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"Harry, your food's just come!" Pushing Harry's door open, I saw my boyfriend swivel round in his chair, Will, Stephen and Chris cheer on the computer screen in front of him. 
ng Harry's door open, I saw my boyfriend swivel round in his chair, Will, Stephen and Chris cheer on the computer screen in front of him. 
"Ohhh, I don't want whatever you've got me, Stephen." I watched as Harry put his head in his hands, myself laughing lightly before going to tousle his hair and lean down to see the boys on his screen.
"What's this lockdown mukbang's collab theme?" I asked Chris, leaning back and sitting on Harry's lap. I felt his arm wrap around my waist, fingers lightly brushing over my fabric top as he toyed with my tee-shirt.
"Well, today we're going for what we agreed to last time," Chris started explaining his video exuberantly. "Everyone's ordering for the person that ordered for themselves last week-"
I felt my breathing hitch as Harry's fingers dipped under my thin tee-shirt, his fingers gently skimming my stomach and running along the sides of my skin. I gulped, trying to ignore the soft feeling of Harry's gentle touch, trying to focus on Chris's words. It was unclear whether Harry's touch was intentionally sensual, or whether it was just my hormones that had me feeling a tad more aroused than normal, thoughts already going left with just the slightest of Harry's touch.
"W-wow, that's really fantastic, C-Chris..." I spoke, my words jumbling as I tried to piece my words together. "How're you, square."
I laughed and leaned back onto Harry's chest as Will let out an "OI!".
"I'm not a square, you... you..."
"If she was a shape you know damn well she'd be an hourglass, Will." Chris finished his sentence for him.
A blush creeped onto my face, my hips shuffling at the compliment. Harry's hand found a place to sit against my side, holding onto me possessively as if I might leave.
"She might be an hourglass but she's got the face of a wrong'un." Will shook his head. "Not that it's bad, just that it makes me want to do bad things to it."
Chris then started "What, are you trying to insinuate you wanna face fuc--
"Yeah, well she's taken boys." Harry spinned the chair so that he could be seen behind me as well- a sick-of-it expression drawn onto his face.
"Doesn't mean you couldn't take two more though, does it, Camille?" Chris winked with his dazzling smile and signature confidence, only making me more flustered, the blush on my face evident.
"I..." I found it hard to put my words together and tell him I didn't. It was only when Harry squeezed my side with his hand, I found myself able to answer again. "I think you'll find Harry is fulfilling enough as it is."
I leaned behind me to look into Harry's blue eyes, their cornflower calmness and his cute uneven stubble. The straight nose and sweet pink lips which my fingers traced slowly, before I leaned down to press a kiss to his them, setting his takeout bag to the side of his desk and giving him a hug before slowly getting up from his lap.
"I'll be hovering in the background, let me know if you need me." I smiled at Harry, waving goodbye to the boys also before turning and walking out of frame to lounge on Harry and I's bed- all just to hear Will's voice proclaim.
"Goodness, she's just as good-lookin' from behind as well, i'nt she?"
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"What is it now?" I leaned down so that I was eye-level with the computer screen, smiling at the mildly-drunk boys who looked up happily at the company.
"Cam, we need you to tell us which of us boys is hottest photoshopped as a girl." Stephen said with a completely straight face. I blinked a moment before looking in the chat which Harry graciously opened up.
"Will, you're quite pretty as a girl, aren't you..." I mumbled as I scanned across the photos.
"Takes one to know one, lovely." He responded, raising his beer up before taking a sip. I rolled my eyes. 
"Not a bad jawline, Chris- Stephen, you just look like your sister- and Harry is the prettiest to me." I leaned back, sitting on Harry's leg and resting my head on his shoulder. "How much longer is your recording gonna be, boys?"
"Shouldn't be too long, Cam," Chris responded, checking the clock behind him. "We're just going on a five minute break, now-"
"Good, I need a bloody piss." Stephen ran off of his little screen in a questionable outfit, his even sillier run making everyone crack up a bit.
"I'll be back in a few too, you guys- don't get up to anything without me!" Chris left his setup, Will also doing so just a moment later, leaving Harry and I alone together for a moment. I lifted myself onto my knees, swinging myself around so that I straddled Harry- perching on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck, looking into his happy face- smile round and genuine and eyes crinkled into happy ovals.
"Your shoot isn't going to be too much longer, is it?" I asked, letting a hand run into his hair and play with his soft brunette locks.
"Not too much longer," He hummed. I knew he always loved me playing with his hair- especially when I pulled and tugged at it. "Why'd you ask?"
I leaned into him, pulling an earphone out of his ear and whispering "I want you," in it, before shuffling up his lap so that my core was pressed against his wood through his joggers.
Harry bit his lip at the feeling, smile turning into a smirk as he looked back up to my needy eyes. "You gonna kiss me then, or what?"
I wasted no time in pressing my lips against his passionately, licking the sweet port off of his lips and kissing hungrily, my sensing getting drunk on the feeling of him slipping his hands under my shirt and caressing my tits as he kissed back, groaning as I lowered my hand down behind me and found his crotch, slipping my hand beneath his own waistband as my fingers trailed over his boxers, tracing over the hardening cock beneath the material as he pulled my top off and left me in my bra.
Harry pulled away for a moment to find his way between my shorts, pushing them and my panties to the side as his finger trailed from my clit right down to my core, making me lean into him and shiver at the pleasurable feeling.
"This wet already?" He smirked before both hands landed on my ass, playfully smacking it which caused me to let out a yelp before rolling my eyes. 
"You know you aren't meant to slap my arse at every given opportunity."
"Sorry gorgeous," He said, with a grin so shit-eating it was laughable. "How ever could you forgive me?"
"Just shut up and put that mouth to better use."
"With pleasure."
He flipped me around, bending me over his desk and shoving his keyboard and pens to the side and pushing my shorts and panties down hurriedly, running his tongue between my core slowly before circling my sensitive spot causing me to elicit a laboured moan, my whole body tingling from the stimulation,  and only feeling it moreso when Harry pushed his fingers into my hole and began pumping in, causing me to clench around his fingers and moan lewdly at the feeling of his digits slipping between my walls.
His tongue worked in small tight circles, finding a rhythm with his fingers that had me on to my tip toes, rocking and matching his thrusts with my hips, eyes screwed shut and muscles contracting as my moans became more breathy and desperate as I felt a pressure forming in the bottom of my core.
"Fuck, Harry, I'm gonna- I-I'm -"
He simply groaned into my pussy at my moans, the vibrations hitting my sensitive spot and pushing me over the edge, causing me to let out one final loud moan as all my muscles tensed, the knot in my stomach dissolving as Harry began licking my cum from my thighs like a drunken man, driving me into an overstimulation which only stopped when I threaded my fingers through his hair and pulled his head away from my core.
"Damn leech," I joked as I looked into his eyes, before pulling him up for a kiss. He fell back into his chair, pulling me back into it with a squeal as I held onto him, feeling just a bit bare considering all I wore was a bra, whilst he still wore his joggers and shirt. "Don't you want to join my naked-ness and take something off?"
Harry shrugged, pulling his shirt off and making me grin. He knew I loved his muscles. His shoulders and triceps, and that suble ab definition and chest muscle than shone beneath his skin. I pressed a chaste kiss to his neck, finding a tender spot between his collarbone and neck and licking and biting, causing him to elicit a moan as I pulled back to admire the bruise I'd left on his neck.
"Can't let you get away with that-" with that, Harry pulled me into him and pressed his head higher up my neck and beginning his hickey so that it'd be more visible, causing me to throw my head back to let out a noise- only to come face to face with his camera behind his setup....
The camera's light was still flashing red.
"HARRY!" He ripped his head from my neck and followed my finger, pointed straight at the camera with the flashing light indicating it was on. 
 "Shit, shit, shit-" Pulling his keyboard and mouse over, he hastily plugged and earphone into either of our ears and began rifling through his windows on the monitor, only to find that he was still unmuted, with his camera on and streaming in Discord- and Chris and Will were still in the call, both sat in their chairs with a look of bright red on their faces. 
Holy shit...
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Another day, another kinktober post! Sure, I've only posted 2 smuts in the whole of the October month, but you guys can manage. Hopefully this makes up for some of the lack in updates, too. There is a part 2 on the roster as well so i suppose you can keep your eyes peeled for that too 👀👀
Hope you enjoyed reading!! Feel free to interact- whether that be a comment, vote or follow! Requests open, feel free to submit what u wanna see... Much love!!
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hollytoshaw · 10 days
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paradise | harry lewis
summary : ig feed & short blurb of harry and y/n being cuties on their holiday together !! face claim : dua lipa a/n: this is my first piece from my y/n x harry insta au omg !!! planning on basing them off random things in their relationship so they can be read in any order! excited to see where this will go, hopefully you all like it! bit nervous!!
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freyanightingale enjoy cuties ↳ y/n_username miss you already!!!
ynfanpage such a fit couple omg
calfreezy as if bog's got you on the paddle board already😭 ↳ y/n_username we'd barely left the airport and he had them hired already ↳ wroetoshaw yeah and she could barely stay on it ↳ y/n_username die xoxo
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As the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the beach, Y/N and Harry found themselves nestled in the soft sand, their toes buried beneath the grains as they watched the waves roll gently onto the shore.
With a cooler by their side, they cracked open two ice-cold bottles of beer, the crisp fizz echoing the excitement that danced between them. The salty sea breeze carried with it the scent of adventure, mingling with the rich aroma of their drinks as they raised their bottles in a silent toast to the beauty of the moment.
Whilst they took their first sips, a comfortable silence settled over them, broken only by the rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Y/N leaned back against Harry's chest, her head resting against his shoulder as they gazed out at the vast expanse of the ocean, the colors of the sunset painting the sky in shades of pink and gold.
With each sip of beer, they shared stories of their past adventures and dreams for the future, their laughter mingling with the gentle lapping of the waves. They talked about everything and nothing, lost in the magic of the moment and the undeniable connection that held them together.
As the sky turned from gold to dusky blue, they sat together in companionable silence, savoring the last sips of their drinks as they watched the stars begin to twinkle in the darkening sky. And as the night stretched out before them, filled with the promise of endless possibilities, Y/N and Harry knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be—side by side, sharing a beer on the beach, and falling more deeply in love with each passing moment.
''Doesn't get much better than this,'' Harry said, clinking his bottle towards Y/N, the last remaining bit of beer swaying slightly.
Y/N tipped her bottle towards him, humming in agreement ''Feels like paradise.'' she said.
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