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you’ll find new people to have deep conversations with. you’ll find a new place to feel at home in. you’ll find a reason to be genuinely excited to wake up in the morning. you’ll find someone who will reinvent your tainted version of love. you’ll find a way to reconceptualise your feelings and turn to healthy ways to cope. you’ll find a way to reach your goal and improve yourself. you’ll find a way to live every day with inner peace and appreciation for everything you have.

SO GOOD

Omg we need another blurbs w harry crying during sex🤧🤧🤧

Now, I realized this was a bit too long but I wanted to add the whole playlist aspect. AND! The whole after sex freckle touching me and @harrystyleswatermelon-sugar gabbed about. But it will make an appearance in another no worries if I didn’t talk about it much.

Last night you had maybe mentioned you finished making a playlist. One for him, that you’ve been teasing all week. He was a pouty mess before bed, begging to hear it only for you to turn him down once more. He then decided to start making you one as you tried to go to bed; he swore he only had a few ideas and he’d put his bright ass phone done, but it was a solid twenty minutes of him sighing and making little cheery noises. “Harry!” You giggled. “Fucking go to bed or I won’t give it to you tomorrow when I wake up.” He gasped. “Tomorrow when ya’ wake up?” You nod. “Yes, the second I wake up.”

And you seriously shouldn’t have said that. He was awake as it neared 6 am, the sun just waking up as you were fast asleep next to him. He watched you with a small smile, watching you sleep beside him just as the sun began filling the room. He got out of bed, going to the bathroom and doing what he needed before brushing his teeth and shuffling back to bed. He rolled over on top of you, you groaned softly as he began peppering kisses on your face—it was like Christmas morning with how excited he was to listen to this playlist.

It was like volume thousand, you always make him playlists and he does the same, but you hadn’t given him one in over a month and he was dying for one. “Baby.” He pouted, mumbling into your skin as you tried to fight the flutter of your eyes. “Wake up.” He mumbled, kissing your jawline as you smashed your face into the pillow. “Baby!” He shouts and you groan. “What?” You choke out through a dry morning grog, the pain of tiredness raining over your eyes.

“Get up.” You laugh in a painful tone. “No...I am sleeping.” You mumble and he snakes his arms underneath your body, making you gasp and flutter your eyes open. “Get up.” He spits with a smile, lifting you off the bed so you two were sitting up. “Harry.” You whine and fall into his chest. “Why do I have to get up?” He cheers. “M’playlist love.” You begin fake crying into his chest, a giggle ends it. “Harry, what fucking time is it?” You look up at him with eyes barely open—he wasn’t gonna lie and say he felt bad for waking you. He ran his hand over the side of your face. “Nearly 6.” You gasp and he laughs. “So mean what the fuck.”

He steadies you so he can get off the bed. “Stay right there.” He points and you groan. “I plan on it.” He grabs your computer, opening it up and bluetoothing to the stereo in the bedroom. “Oh look, it’s already up.” He cheers with a smile, shaking his body as you yawn. “You’re acting like this is the best thing...I have ever made.” You admit just as he clicks play, “Should I have it on shuffle?” He turns to look at you, the tiredness raining over your face as you attempt to remember. “Uh, yes...order doesn’t matter on this one.” He smiles as you huff, swinging your legs over the bed to go to the bathroom as he turned it up.

You looked at yourself in the mirror with a slow blink. You rinsed your mouth with mouthwash before relieving yourself as he crawled into bed, listening with a smile. You walked back out with a sleepy face, you giggled watching him, before making your way into bed. It was a summer morning as the sun-filled the room and your playlist for him began filling the air.

You fell into his lap, your head resting on his thigh as he looked down at you. “You are so annoying.” You admitted through a slow breath. “Ya’ love me!” He cheered with his hands going into the air. You giggled, “I wanted morning sex and you woke me up too early so now I-” He shoves his hand in your face to stop you. “No, no, no. Ya’ not too tired.” Your brows furrow. “Well, I am.” He gasps and you hide your face in his thigh, giggling again. “I wanna fuck.” He whines and you pat his belly. “M’tired Har.” He looks down at you, your heavy eyes look back at him as the song changed to a lovey-dovey song that had his heart bursting. “Every time I hear this one I think of you.” You mumbled and he took in a breath.

You sat up with a small whine, you turned your head to him. You let out a soft moan through a pout. He smiled at you, grabbing your face for a morning kiss; slow and enticing. “Harry.” You mumbled, gulping softly. “M’gonna fuck you slow.” His thumb runs over your cheek as your jaw drops. “M’gonna fuck you right now.” He moves his hands to your sides, digging into the band of your underwear. He pulls them, signaling he wanted them off. You helped him out, pulling them down and throwing them somewhere in the room. He laughed at the sight of you, the sleepy smile, and the way you were giggling.

He watched as you brought your own hands to the band of his underwear, tugging softly. He lifted his hips as your hands pulled down his underwear, your hand went to his cock, pumping a few times as it hardened in your hand. You licked your lips, tilting your head at him. He couldn’t handle it, he grabbed your face and kissed you hard, the music adding to the mood of the morning. You moaned softly as he came off, wanting more. He pulled your thighs, bringing you on top of his lap; his cock teasing you and causing a gasp to fall from your lips. “Fuck.” You whimper watching as he brought his fingers to his mouth, wetting them and dropping them to your morning heat. “Shit.” You gasped when you felt his finger dance over you—you were rather wet already, no surprise.

He aligned his cock with your wetness, you slid down on him, your head falling back with another gasp. His hands sat under the hem of your shirt, gripping your sides as he begins thrusting into you as you slowly bounced on top of him. Your moans were soft and low, the morning haze in full effect as he watched your head roll on your shoulder. “Fuck.” You moaned, his hand ran up your side to meet the side of your face. He pulled you for a kiss as the two of you were slowly working each other up. You giggled at the song change, his ears picking up the sound that made his heart flutter. “Fucking love this song.” You smiled, kissing his neck. “I know.” You mumbled, leaving a wet kiss on his skin.

He rolled you over, his hands gripping you tight as you let out a sleepy giggle. You tended to be a giggly mess during morning sex and late-night sex, it was a 50/50 with it. “I love you.” You spat through a breathy laugh, it ended when he met your eyes that were finally open to dance with his. You hum as his one hand moves down your side, lifting your thigh as he began thrusting slowly. “Fuck Harry.” You furrowed your brows, his own jaw dropped at the feeling, and how wet you got. “Feels so good.” You pant under your breath, his hand gripping your thigh tightened at the words. “Harry.” You whine and he can’t help but smile at the sight of your face underneath him; a sleepy smile with furrowed brows as he was thrusting slow and deep and not to mention the music in the background.

It got him fucked, he was trying to listen to the music that you handpicked for him and trying to fuck you good without wanting to scream that he loved you. You moved your hand to grip his that was on your thigh, his slow pace picking up just a bit. You moaned at the feeling as he turned his head to the next song. “Fuck.” He spat with a breath as you chewed on your smirk—you loved when enjoyed a song you picked for him. It felt so good.

“Harry.” He hummed, shutting his eyes to take in the sound. “I love you.” He let out a breathy chuckle. “Baby, look at me.” You spoke softly, your words sounding like magic next to the song. “I love you.” He dropped his head, your hand moved from his to run through his hair. “Harry.” He let out another breathy chuckle. “Fuck.” He giggled and you smiled. “I love you so much.” You mumbled just as he met your eyes; his just shy from glossy.

He fucked you good, real good. Slow and sensual with hard kisses and loud moans. “Fuck baby.” You whimper, chewing on your lip as he gets you closer to your orgasm; his just hitting. “Fuck.” He moans loudly, making you furrow your brows in enjoyment. “Shit.” He lets out a through a breath as he continues fucking you. “Harry.” You gasp, the sound of your moan loud as it filled his ears. “Fuck, I love you.” He groaned, kissing your cheek as you moaned his name again. “Fuck I know.” You whimper. “Love you so much.”

After your fuck, the music filled the air as you cleaned yourself up and he laid against the headboard listening, truly listening. You walked over with a smile just as it hit 7 am. “Hi.” You spoke just as you crawled on top of him; your leg over his side as your head rested on his shoulder. “Hi.” He smiled, you looked up at him, running your finger down his nose. You giggled. “Your freckles are out this morning.” He giggled back, just as the song changed to A Pillow Of Winds by Pink Floyd. “Fuck! I love this song.” You shouted, his eyes watching with awe as you met his. “What?” You giggled, tracing over his freckles again, your tongue danced over your lips as he fumbled with the words in his brain. “I jus’ love you so much...and this song.” You pinched his nose, gaining a few laughs from the both of you.

You caught your breath before leaving a soft kiss on his nose. His breath hitched at you the utter softness of the act. “Love you too.” You two laid there listening to Floyd until he sang along. “The early morning sounds, and I go down, sleepy time, and I lie. With my love by my side, and she's breathing low.”

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I feel like this is kinda bad since I rushed it a bit, but it’s all good!

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i adore this.

so I know a little while back a few ppl had asked me if I would put together a Pinterest board for some of my fics and I finally did dhihfushfu I put boards together for each of my series including my patreon exclusive and then I have an extra surprise board on there to give everyone an idea about what vibes im kind of feeling for camboy h so !!!!! ahhh pls lmk what u think!!

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good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

I find it so cool how writers on here can create whole intrinsic stories out of one white boy. Like it’s not even fanfiction at this point there’s no canon story you’re tinkering with you’re just being a whole ass author creating a whole ass original plot and using this celebrity in it. The talent is unmatched

THIS!!! fanfiction writers ARE THE FUCKING BEST. so much talent.

IMPORTANT!!

i’m left heartbroken and disgusted by the events that take place in this world. it leaves me questioning the existence of beings. what hurts me more is seeing how quiet this community is on the issue. you have platforms with a 1,000+ followers and willingly choose to stay silent.

please educate yourselves and take a look at what’s happening in palestine. i have friends with families who are fighting for their lives right now. these people have been fighting oppression for decades. use your privilege for something. use your platform for something. please i’m begging you. just because it isn’t directly affecting you doesn’t give you the excuse of staying silent.

a reminder that if you choose to stay silent in the face of oppression, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.

here are some resources:

educate yourself

petition to help palestine

another petition

educate yourself some more

watch this video to donate to palestine (3hrs)

another video to watch to donate (1hr)

(don’t skip ads + u can just leave these playing in the bg!!)

donation thread for palestinians in need

more donation links

paliroots

please reblog for exposure!!

Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)