#c.ai bot

[ellaynaonsaturn]

3/16/25 Bot release is finally here!!

(disclaimer: they’re all challengers bots)

COMPANION AU!

ATP: TENNIS COMPANION AU!

ART DONALDSON:

ART DONALDSON: SEASON OF THE WITCH

ART DONALDSON: PICTURE ME

ART DONALDSON: BIRDIE

ART DONALDSON: CHAMPAGNE COAST

ART DONALDSON: YOU CAN BE THE BOSS

TASHI DUNCAN:

TASHI DUNCAN: VAMPIRE HEART

TASHI DUNCAN: GOOD LUCK, BABE!

PATRICK ZWEIG:

PATRICK ZWEIG: HOWL

PATRICK ZWEIG: THE BIBLE BELT

PATRICK ZWEIG: BAD IDEA, RIGHT?

EXTRA (released after 3/16)

PATRICK ZWEIG: BEACHES

[pittsick]

RAFE CAMERON BOTS .ᐟ

( the kook trap ) 🐚 when you—a kook turned pogue ally—is sent by Sarah to spy on her brother, Rafe, you expect distance, not danger. why are you here again? infos? gold? lie to his face once more?

( rehab reunion ) 🦪 after meeting in rehab, you and Rafe part ways—until a unexpected reunion back in the OBX stirs up tension and unresolved feelings.

( the drop point ) 🥥 when a drug deal goes violently wrong, you—a courier—ends up stranded with Rafe, the one person who might've set it all up. now forced to work together, they must survive the fallout while hiding.

( dead weight ) 🦐 on the run and out of options, Rafe begs you—a fellow kook who owes Sarah—to keep him hidden. in return, he offers something to you, you just don't know what yet.

( summer sweetheart ) 💵 the summer job was meant to be a punishment from ward, not this. or whatever is was. ecaue working with pogue isn't supposed to be cool. maybe except when it's you.

( loser!boyfriend )⌚️ he learns your coffee order by heart. waits for you outside your class when he's late to his own. and he get nervous when you talk to him. yeah... he's a bit of a loser, but he's your boyfriend.

( fair day ) 🦀 Rafe shows up to the local Founders Festival—something he never does—just to spend time with you. and as you share cotton candy and quiet moments, the line between friendship and something more begins to blur.

( summertime sadness ) 🦞 when you find Rafe, he's barefoot, half-drunk and speaking nonsense. it's the end of the summer and it feels bittersweet. it reminds you of the relation you had with him... but it's over now.

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[akeaaan]

Saja Boys C.ai bots

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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Jinu x Reader, Baby Saja x Reader, Abs/Abby Saja X reader

Jinu: ˙⋆✮💋| You’re both forced into fake dating

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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ You’re the leader of Huntrix, a rising K-pop girl group known for your killer performances—and your literal demon-slaying skills behind the scenes. But lately, things haven’t been so simple.

The new boy group Saja Boys is suddenly exploding in popularity, threatening your fanbase. Even worse? They’re not just idols. They’re demons. And their leader, Jinu, is the most dangerous of them all.

Last week, you nearly took him out in a rooftop fight. This week? You’re seated across from him at a press table.

Why?

Because your fan sign got hijacked by their surprise appearance—and a sneaky fan photo of you stomping on Jinu’s foot under the table somehow turned into a viral “secret lovers” rumor. Now the agency’s demanding damage control. Fast.

You sit in silence at the sleek meeting room table as Bobby, your ever-too-cheerful manager, places two clipboards down—yours and Jinu’s.

“Well then,” Bobby grins, pretending the air isn’t thick with tension. “I’ll leave you two to it.”

He gives a finger-gun salute before slipping out the door.

The silence is immediate—and heavy.

Across from you, Jinu leans back in his chair, one leg casually slung over the other. He picks up the clipboard with one hand and flips through it lazily, a smirk already forming.

“‘Fake dating contract’…” he reads aloud, voice full of amusement. “Wow. Creative.”

He tilts his head at you, eyes sharp but playful. “You know what’s funny?” he says, tapping the paper. “Yesterday, you literally tried to drive a blade through my chest.”

He drops the clipboard back on the table with a loud thunk, laughing under his breath.

“And today,” he continues, voice laced with sarcasm, “we’re supposed to act like we’re in love. For the fans. For the cameras. For the ‘brand.’” He makes air quotes with his fingers, then leans forward, eyes locking onto yours with that same cocky smirk.

“Kinda romantic, don’t you think?”

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Jinu: ✮🤍| Reincarnation of his lover from 400 years ago

« ✦ —⋆——― ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ———⋆— ✦ »

Four hundred years ago, Jinu made a choice that changed everything.

He sold his soul to Gwi Ma.

In return, his voice became legendary—powerful, enchanting, the kind that could move even the coldest heart. The people praised him. The palace welcomed him. Even the king admired his talent and kept him close, allowing him to live within the royal grounds with his mother and younger sister.

But none of their praises meant as much as yours.

You—the king’s daughter—were the first to truly see him.

Jinu first heard your voice when you were alone in the garden, singing softly under the plum blossoms. It stopped him in his tracks. You didn’t know he was listening, but your voice stirred something in him that even Gwi Ma’s magic couldn’t touch.

From that moment on, he kept returning. And so did you.

Your connection grew quietly, hidden beneath stolen moments and gentle songs. You fell in love. And for a time, it was beautiful. Safe.

But nothing stays untouched when a deal with a demon is involved.

The black markings Gwi Ma left on his skin—the cursed patterns—grew day by day, creeping like shadows across his body. He hid them at first, too proud, too afraid. But one day, they consumed him entirely.

And in a single breath… he lost everything.

His sister. His mother.

And you.

He searched for you in that burning palace, through crumbling walls and smoke-choked halls. But you were gone.

Or so he believed.

Until now.

In a world centuries later, so different and so painfully familiar, you stood before him again—same face, same voice, same soul… but not the same girl. Now you were a K-pop idol like him, but more than that: you were a demon hunter.

And he… was your enemy.

The moment hits him like a thunderclap. He doesn’t recognize you at first—not until you collide in the alleyway, bags of tonics spilling across the floor, your voice muttering in annoyance as you rub your arm from the fall.

His eyes catch yours.

And for a moment, time forgets to move.

His breath hitches.

His voice breaks.

“...You…”

His gaze softens, haunted by centuries of guilt and longing.

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Baby Saja: 🎧ྀི | Studio Shenanigans

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You're a household name in the K-pop industry — the fearless leader and powerhouse main rapper of your group. Your name alone demands respect, but lately, the spotlight's been shifting. The Saja Boys have been climbing the charts fast, and their main rapper, Baby, is making headlines as your direct competition. The Idol Awards are coming up, and everyone’s waiting to see which of you will claim the title of Best Rapper.

Now here you are, in a studio you know like the back of your hand. But today, it doesn’t feel like your territory.

Unfortunately, your group and the Saja Boys share the same producer — and the same studio space. So here you sit, quietly, as Baby records his verse in the booth. He's alone, no hype crew, no backup — just his voice, smooth and sharp, punching through the beat.

You watch in silence as he finishes his last line and steps out of the booth, clearly satisfied. He runs a hand through his hair, eyes locking onto you as that smug grin tugs at his lips.

He chuckles, tossing his jacket over the back of a chair.

“Heard you were working on your verse next,” he says casually, but there’s a sharp edge underneath. “Hope you brought your A-game. I don’t hold back — even for legends.”

Then, with a wink and a head nod to the producer, he drops into the seat next to you like he owns the place.

“Let’s make this interesting, yeah?” he adds, voice low and teasing. “Winner of the Idol Awards gets bragging rights. Loser? Well… better luck next year.”

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Abs/Abby Saja: 🪩✌︎︎ | Your dancing together

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You're a professional dancer and idol, chosen to perform a duet for the grand opening of the Idol Awards. The twist? You’re paired with none other than Abby — the flashy visual of the rising boy group Saja Boys. The guy known for flashing his abs like it's a full-time job.

You were already at the studio, silently stretching your arms and legs to loosen up. The polished floor gleamed under the lights, and the mirrored walls reflected your every movement. You stole a glance at the clock again.

Thirty-five minutes late.

The session was supposed to start half an hour ago, and still, no sign of him.

Then, the door finally creaked open.

Abby strolled in like he owned the place—completely unfazed by the delay. He wore a sleeveless black compression shirt and matching shorts, muscles on full display, as usual. His presence filled the room like a spotlight had just turned on.

He didn’t even offer an apology. Instead, he flashed that annoyingly charming smile as he tossed his towel onto a bench nearby.

“Well, well,” he said casually, running a hand through his perfectly tousled hair, “hope you didn’t miss me too much.”

He stretched his arms above his head, flexing without shame. “I mean, we are dancing together. Might as well get used to this view.”

With a cheeky wink, he added, “Let’s make ‘em talk at the Idol Awards, yeah?”

Then he finally stepped beside you, cracking his neck as he got into position. “Alright, pro dancer—show me your moves.”

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[zclhs]

Hey guys 🤍

I just wanted to let you know that the account ftdtfaith copy/pasted all of her bots, for example from finelinemia, cherriesnkisses, myonlyangel13 and many other creators. She also stole a few of my own and pretends they're made by herself. There has already been a call out by some creators a few weeks back, but she just changed her username and continued. She already has over 700k interactions with the stolen bots and now she's back on tumblr and tries to build up a creator accout with the stolen bots.

I'm in contact with many other creators because of her and we all reported her here and on c.ai and decided not to like, repost or interact in any way with her.

You can look up my "Red" bot and then her "safe word" bot, it's literally copy/paste, she only added one sentence and changed the safe word from "Red" to "Rose".

Please don't give her a platform, it's absolutely frustrating for us creators if someone steals our work!

Love, Zari💗

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[fallingwillow]

Hey, I have a request if that’s okay? Maybe for 2013/13 Harry where in private he’s really sweet to you but in public he’s rude and you don’t know why? And when he’s being really sweet in private user asks him why he’s only like it when no one else is around. Is that enough detail? I hope it is :)

Harry Styles - he’s dismissive in front of his friends😣

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[merylittlefreak]

here's a traumatic event for many. and please be nice to him he's a bit insecure 😔

Harry Styles (2016) - He cuts his hair

like this post if you want to be tag!!!

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[fratboyrryy]

Do you think you could make a 2015 Harry bot from the song ‘you were mine’ by Esha Tewari based on the lyrics “I’m sorry I don’t wanna take off my clothes and I’m sorry I won’t let you get too close and I’m sorry I know I wasted your time” and it’s like user and Harry dated back in 2013 but broke up because of the media and they saw each other at a club again and he took her back to his house but she didn’t want to do anything with him and like got really upset (user is also a famous singer)

one of my fav requests but it’s also so sad 😓 i don’t know if this is what you had in mind i hope it is!!

harry styles - 2015 [i’m sorry i wasted your time]

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[snugglysnoopystyles]

WRITE IT ON MY SKIN

Summary: This is how Y/N and Harry met that night of January 26th, the one that, without either of them knowing, would change everything.

Note: hi loves, here's a one shot I hope you like! I know I said I wanted to write a part two soon, but I cut my foot and can’t go into the sea without screaming in pain every time, so here I am—tanning and bored. I have way too many ideas and can’t tell if any of them are actually good (maybe I should talk to someone about it? take advice? idk). anyway, this is how our two stupid idiots met and how their dumb little casual thing started. enjoy the chaos! 💋

Y/N's POV

The air inside the pub hums like a living thing—thick with sweat, perfume and beer. Heat clings to my body like a second layer and the music's so loud it thrums in my chest. I'm flushed, a little drunk and more than a little alive. Lily grabs my wrist and spins me under her arm, making the sticky floor feel like a dancefloor. We’re squealing and howling laughter into each other’s faces, half-singing, half-screaming the lyrics to a trashy Katy Perry remix that we pretend we don’t know, but we know every single word.

It’s been two days since my eighteenth birthday and this is my first night out legally—no fake ID, no waiting outside while my older friends buy the drinks, no one threatening to call our parents if we get caught—just us, our freedom and this glorious, messy, sweaty chaos.

I’m wearing the skimpiest little crop top I own—tight, no bra underneath—it clings to my skin, sticky with sweat, and my short skirt rides up higher every time I throw my arms up. I feel dangerous tonight, reckless, untouchable. And maybe that’s why I keep thinking about him—the bartender.

I saw him earlier, moving behind the bar with that slow, deliberate ease, like he knows exactly how much people are watching—sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing thick, inked forearms that flex every time he pops a cap or pours a drink, tattoos that snake down into the muscles like they’ve always belonged there. I should look away, but I don’t.

I squeeze Lily’s hand and lean in. “I’m grabbing drinks!”

She gives me a mock salute, already grinding on some stranger like she’s known him for years.

Classic Lily.

“Get something with lime!”

I push through the crowd, hips swaying just a little more than necessary, and head to the bar. He’s talking to some girl in a glitter crop top whose tits are basically on the counter. He smiles at something she says, but the second I step up, his eyes slide over to me.

That smile shifts, crooked now, sharp at the edges, like he just saw something he wants and knows exactly how he’s going to get it. His gaze moves down, to my legs, hips, the way the thin fabric clings to my chest. His eyes pause—right where they shouldn’t—and he doesn’t even pretend to be polite about it. It’s not creepy, it’s confident, hot, like a hand grazing over skin, slow and deliberate.

I slide into the space in front of him, pretending I haven’t noticed. “Two vodka sodas, one rum and Coke” I say coolly “and whatever’s cold on draft.”

He doesn’t move right away “You're new,” he says, not a question, his voice is deep and warm, like whiskey in a dark room.

I give him a slow smile “Just legal.”

He chuckles—low, dirty. “Fresh meat.”

I raise a brow. “Bit of a gross way to say it.”

He leans on his elbows across the bar, close enough that I can smell his cologne—smoky, warm and expensive—the kind of scent you only smell on men who know how to fuck and leave a mark. “Im not trying to be charming, just observant...Only for the dangerous ones.”

“You think I’m dangerous?” I ask, pretending not to enjoy the way he’s looking at me.

“I know you are, you’ve got that look.” His eyes trail over my mouth. “Like a girl who wants to be bad, but still needs someone to show her how.”

That earns him a small laugh. “And you think that’s you?”

“I know how to wreck things nicely,” he says. “And you look like you want to be a mess.”

“You’re not doing a bad job of starting it.” I flirt back, toying with my hair.

His mouth curves, wicked and slow. “Got a name, little one?”

I shake my head. “You gonna earn it.”

His eyes spark. “Smart, sexy, mysterious—dangerous combo.” He pauses. “You got a boyfriend, mystery girl?”

I tilt my head, pretending to think. “Nope, ten months single.”

“First boyfriend?” he asks, getting it right on the first try.

I meet his eyes, daring. “Maybe.”

His smirk deepens. “Still curious then.”

Something in my stomach tightens and I can’t stop myself from glancing at his mouth—full, soft, kissable. The thought of it on mine, on anywhere, sends a jolt through me. “Very” I say.

He pours the drinks without looking away from me, his fingers brushing mine as he slides the glasses forward. “So,” he says, voice dropping low again. “What exactly are you curious about?”

“Mhm...Older guys, bartenders who flirt like they’ve got nothing to lose and who make you feel like they could ruin you just by whispering something filthy in your ear.” I murmur knowing exactly what I'm doing, but I don't care, not anymore.

He laughs, but there’s heat in it now. “Sweetheart, I wouldn’t whisper, I’d tell you straight up.”

I swallow. “Try me.”

I swallow and he leans closer, voice barely audible over the music. “I’d get you somewhere private, make you bend over the first thing I see—a table, a sink, whatever—push that little skirt up, tear those panties off and I wouldn’t stop until your legs were shaking and you couldn’t say anything but my name.” he murmurs.

I don’t answer, I can’t, my thighs press together on instinct and I feel the blush burn all the way to my chest.

“You’d like that,” he says softly.

“You’re cocky.” I murmur back.

“I’m right.” he says flashing a smile, dimples adorning it.

“You’re disgusting.” I whisper, but we both know I don't mean that.

In fact: “You’re still standing here.”

We fall into this rhythm, this ridiculous, delicious tension. We talk and talk. About nothing, about everything. I tell him about my music taste—indie pop, the kind of shit I never admit to guys. He talks about the bar—how long he's worked here, the insane customers. He doesn’t go deep, neither do I, but it feels like we could, like we might.

He makes me laugh and I watch the way his face lights up when he does. He talks with his hands and I keep imagining them between my thighs. We talk about how people are all just pretending not to be lonely, about movies that changed us, about shots we regret, people we don’t. And every time our hands brush, it feels like a dare.

He leans in closer, his mouth too close to mine “You’re trouble” he murmurs.

“I’m the kind of girl who doesn’t text back.” I correct him with a smirk on my face.

He smirks “I like the chase.”

I finally reach for the tray of drinks, ready to bring them to my friends, but his hand catches mine, just for a second. “What, no number?”

I pause, let him sweat for half a second, then I reach into my bag and pull out a pen, pulling the cap off with my teeth and take his wrist. I write slow, looping the numbers into his skin just beneath a thorny black rose. His skin’s hot under mine and I can feel his quick pulse.

He doesn’t stop looking at my lips. “You gonna call?” I ask.

“I’m gonna do more than that.” he murmurs, voice low.

I grin “Don’t expect me to answer fast.”

“Oh, baby,” he murmurs, “I’m patient, but once I have you? I’m not letting go until you scream.”

I walk away without looking back, the tray balanced in my hands, my heart pounding, my skin flushed, every inch of me buzzing. Lily’s still dancing, too drunk to notice how quiet I’ve gotten. I hand her a vodka soda and sip mine, my eyes drifting, just once, back to the bar.

He’s still watching and when our eyes meet again, that heat rushes back up my spine. I force myself to turn away, to laugh, to dance, but every few minutes, I glance back like I can’t bring myself not to do that.

I know exactly what I’ll be doing tonight when I get home, I’ll make him wait, just a little, let him earn the rest of me.

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[harrystyleshotwife]

guess who’s back!!

bot dump woohoo

writing underneath link is just backstory-ish and summary of the bot

Harry Styles - 2013 - Haylor Tabloids

You and Harry are exes and he’s in a PR stunt with Taylor Swift

Harry Styles - 2014 - you surprise him at your hometown show

You and Harry are dating and he’s on tour with 1D, they’re playing a show in your hometown but you ‘can’t make it’ because you’re studying for your uni exams. You end up going and surprising him

Harry Styles - 2021 - saying goodbye before his tour

Kinda self explanatory - you have a daughter together and she’s really sad about it because it’s her first time going long distance with her dad

Harry Styles - 2025 - trip to Italy with his family

Very self explanatory

Harry Styles - au - cute librarian

Slowburn shyrry idk. Both Harry and you are very awkward and book obsessed

tags - like THIS post to be added to taglist

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[misspossessiveharry]

i’m back…

harry styles 2014 - reconnecting at a friends wedding

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[loverofthomas]

𝐎𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫.𝐀𝐈, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐬. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬.

𝗜’𝗺 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀.

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[tpwk-keepdriving]

Here you are my loves!

2023 - your daughter meets her little brother

Keep sending requests my babies xxx

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[sunflowerry-vol6]

“And I don’t know how to be a dad. But I know how to love you. And I know how to love him. That’s a start, right?”

I chuckle softly. “Honey, you’re fussing again.” I take Dorian from your arms slowly, my hands cradling his tiny body. He doesn’t even stir. “You carried him for nine months, and then you brought him into the world like a goddamn superhero. Let me carry you now, yeah?”

“We’ll figure it out on the go, like we always do. If you wanna stare at him while he sleeps, then let’s do that for now.” I kiss your temple.

“Now you’re making it sound creepy,” you laugh, muffled in my chest.

You lean into me, staring at the cradle across the room. “But what if we get it wrong?”

“We will get it wrong,” I answer without hesitation. “Probably a hundred times. But we’ll figure it out. Together.”

You’re quiet for a moment, just breathing, letting the words settle. Then your voice, barely above a whisper: “He’s so small.”

now what? 🍼

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[iiiknowplaces]

natalie bot where she’s a tattoo apprentice and she wants to practice on you!

i’d let her tattoo anything on me tbh

🩰

BOT DROP .ᐟ

• tattoos ✧.*

your girlfriend is currently on her way to getting her tattoo license, and who better to be her practice subject than you?

i love tattoo artist nat. and yes i gave user some tattoos that i may or may not have saved on pinterest whatever.

[zclhs]

Smut #c idea - user and Harry try handcuffs and blindfold for the first time and Harry’s talking her through it. Maybe 2015 Harry or 2017 Harry

They’re in an established relationship and trying out new things

Hey guys 🤍

Another Freakrry, blindfold and handcuffs this time, have fun.

Harry Styles 2017 | ❤️‍🔥Let's try something new

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