#ft. Harry

[the-autopsy-collective]

Crawls out of a cave, dumps this out onto the ground, immediately crawls back into the cave

[lucienmelaina]

You find a thermos of your favorite type of coffee on your library desk when you get there, with a post it on it. "Happy birthday man! - harry" is written on it.

Lucien takes a small sip, used by now to the watered down coffee of the new world- surprised to find it warm and strong and almost tasting like it used to in Harry’s place back in Philly. The birthday present he didn’t know he needed. He smiles and sits down to enjoy it, making a mental note to go thank his friend both for the present and for remembering afterwards, and maybe ask how he made this possible.

[karykca]

sunrise, parabellum.

[jawbrkrs]

𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅   𝒊𝒔   𝒃𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅   ,   as   she   shifts   all   her   hair   to   one   side   ,   choosing   to   ignore   his   initial   remarks   .   not   out   of   defiance   but   because   they   echoed   truths   she   was   unwilling   to   confront   .   it   was   a   mistake   .   she   chanted   internally   ,   a   mantra   meant   to   absolve   her   ,   yet   it   clung   to   her   .   a   betrayal   that   felt   like   a   splinter   in   her   soul   ,   not   only   to   her   husband   but   to   her   best   friend   .   and   she   still   wanted   more   .   cool   air   caressed   her   back   , his   hand   settled   on   her   hip   with   a   familiarity   that   was   both   comforting   and   unsettling   .   eyes   ,   rich   and   deep   as   molten   chocolate   ,   finally   rose   to   meet   his   gaze   in   the   mirror—a   reflection   of   shared   sins   .   fuck   .   "   he   has   an   important   meeting   early   in   the   morning   .   "   poor   excuse   ,   doesn't   hold   weight   ,   especially   when   she   recalled   the   last   time   he   returned   from   a   meeting   ,   smudge   of   betrayal   in   the   form   of   lipstick   staining   his   collar   .   with   a   quick   turn   she   slips   into   her   silk   robe   ,   away   from   his   eyes   ,   as   if   he   hadn't   already   seen   every   piece   of   her   .   "   im   surprised   you're   still   here   .   your   sister   left   an   hour   ago   .   "

'   what   ,   already   ?   '   homme   asks   ,   smirk   on   his   brims   as   he   already   knew   the   answer   .   fem's   husband   was   a   loser   ,   was   the   reason   pair   found   themselves   entangled   beneath   corrie's   silk   sheets   a   mere   few   months   ago   .   they   had   called   it   a   mistake   ,   she   was   married   as   well   as   being   harry's   older   sister's   best   friend   ,   would   be   too   weird   and   scandalous   to   continue   ,   even   if   male   wanted   to   .   one   hand   holds   her   waist   as   the   other's   careful   fingers   slowly   unzip   her   dress   ,   eyes   connecting   with   hers   in   the   mirror   before   them   .   '   i'm   hoping   he   was   drunk   and   passed   out   because   there's   no   way   he   just   fell   asleep   ,   knowing   you've   been   in   this   dress   all   night   ?   i'm   surprised   he   didn't   end   the   party   early   so   he   could   tear   it   off   you   .   '

[jawbrkrs]

𝒉𝒆𝒓  𝒉𝒊𝒑  𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅  slightly  lower  on  one  side  ,  a  subtle  shift  that  mirrored  the  weight  hanging  from  her  heart  ,  as  her  head  bowed  with  a  sardonic  chuckle  .  the  nerve  of  him  .  she  played  the  good  wife  role  ,  wrapping  herself  up  into  him  ,  when  he  only  wrapped  himself  into  his  work  .  they  were  never  supposed  to  become  the  couple  that  unraveled  after  saying  "  I  do.  "  yet  here  they  stood  ,  strangers  in  a  home  built  on  fading  promises  .  the  epitome  of  the  type  of  marriage  she  never  wanted  .  "  so  you're  jealous  is  that  it  ?  is  that  what  I  takes  to  get  your  attention  these  days  ?  "  voice  was  an  unsettling  calm  ,  as  it  all  began  to  sink  in  .  wine  paints  her  lips  a  slight  shade  of  purple  as  she  takes  another  sip  .  "  on  monday  he  told  me  I  looked  beautiful  ...  on  tuesday  he  asked  me  out  to  dinner  ,  and  again  on  wednesday  .  "  their  days  had  become  silos  of  silence  ,  work  hours  filled  with  unshared  stories  and  unspoken  truths  .  so  here  she  was  ,  laying  it  bare  "  and  I  said  no—"  she  laughed  ,  hollow  sound  tinged  with  self-pity.  "but  I  really,  really  wanted  to  say  yes  .  "  dark  eyes  finally  locked  with  his  ,  tears  glistening  like  unshed  diamonds  under  the  muted  glow  of  the  overhead  lights  .  this  was  what  their  love  had  come  to—an  echo  in  an  empty  room,  a  conversation  held  in  the  shadows  of  what  once  was  .

                             he     wishes     he     had     the     ability     to     not     dwell     ,     to     shift     his     focus     when     needed     or     to     even     completely     erase     it     completely     from     his     memory     ,     but     there     was     no     denying     the     way     her     eyes     twinkled     with     the same     warmth     that     he     now     only     saw     looking     back     at     old     photos     ,     or     how     her     smile     seemed     to     rest     in     a     curved     position     every     time     she     found     herself     by     his     side     ,     but     without     force     nor     effort     .     unfortunately     , harry     was     not     that     guy     ,     every     thought     created     in     his     head     so     intense     it     had     to     be     spoken     out     loud     for     it     to     stop     spinning     .     so     he     follows     in     her     steps     into     the     kitchen     area     ,     almost reluctantly , positioning     himself     in     the     doorway     as     he leans     against     the     frame     of     it     ⎯⎯⎯     “     i     believe     ever     since     i     became     aware     of     how     one     of     them     makes     you     laugh     the     way     i     used     to     . ”     he's     throwing     fuel     on     a     fire     he     perhaps     shouldn't     ignite     to     begin     with     ,     but     there     is     no     going     back     as     the     words     tumble     from     his     mouth     .     

[ladyhestiaa]

At the end of the day, it's the torturous feeling knowing that your arms I dreamt of wrapped around me will always be one of my mindless reveries in the spaces of my mind that yearn for your touch and affection, which I will never be able to receive because of the circumstances. It will always follow me like my shadow, like the ghost of my mistakes, just like the kiss we shared in my dreams and the ghost of your lips on mine.

-clairococoxoxo

[loustyles]

HARRY & LOUIS at Judges' Houses

[glassiskies]

school year is over time for lemon demon redraw ‼️‼️‼️

[benjaminvox]

Fuck, she was even prettier up close.

If there was one thing that Benjamin Vox liked...it was being told what to do. If anyone around him was asked if they agreed, they would all agree. It was the only way he'd survived Melissa Lin, the way he had, and climbed the ranks to get to where he'd got. And still, to his fucking surprise, he stuttered.

"Are you always this pretty?" He countered: that cheeky boyish grin that had won him favours blossomed onto his features: ocean orbs glinting.

"Usually, more so, I think my boss would've probably clipped me round' the ear for how pathetic I sound right now." Use your words. It was like Melissa was inside his head all the fucking time. Honestly, it was the classic 'What Would Melissa Do' in all situations for him. Not giving himself time to overthink it, he flashed that hundred-watt smile, taking one step backwards, then a second, his arms shot on either side of him. "What you watin' for then? Let's go."

He paused for only a moment to turn on his heel. "Before someone tries to steal you."

The second Carla pushed the door open, She wondered if she was making a big mistake. She didn't know anything about the bar beforehand, she'd just chosen it at random among the seemingly endless bars in the city. Her new city still didn't feel like home yet and sitting at home in sweats with a glass of wine and Grey's Anatomy reruns wouldn't do anything to change that.

But, she wasn't quite sure that being accosted by every man under the age of 40 in the bar would either.

There was something amusing about watching the boys tripping over themselves to get to her first. And extremely good for the ego.

"Are you always this articulate?"

Carla looked the man up and down. He was cute, there was no denying that. And adorably earnest.

"I'll give you a hint. This is the part where you offer to buy me a drink."

[noonewilleverknowistealkneecaps]

Made this one for teacher’s day as a present but bruh, realised im not creative with poster designs. New paths to improve💪

[breadcat-xx]

@jegulus-microfic

17.01.2024 - dream - 403 words

Sometimes, James is afraid all of this might be a dream.

He’s always lived a pretty happy life. He grew up in a warm, loving home with parents who were well-off. He had the best of friends back at Hogwarts and keeps in touch with many of them even now. He likes his job, married the love of his life and they moved into the cosiest of homes a few years ago.

He truly hadn’t believed he could become any happier. And then Harry was born.

James can’t put into words how overwhelmed he feels with love and affection as he watches Regulus feed their boy spoonfuls of the baby food he prepared earlier.

Harry’s chubby cheeks are covered in the green sludge, and his husband has seemingly given up on cleaning them in between bites. James can’t blame him. It’s a rather useless undertaking.

Regulus hums interestedly as Harry babbles nonsensically, and all James can do is watch him in silence. His lover is tired, he can tell, but being the amazing father he is, he puts in unshakable effort when it comes to caring for their son.

It’s inspiring. James finds himself falling in love all over again as he watches him flourish in his role as a parent.

Once the bowl of food has been emptied, Regulus wipes a satisfied Harry’s cheeks one last time and then lifts him out of his seat.

“Let’s go pick out an outfit for Teddy’s birthday party, huh?” He says, smiling at their son as he leans against his chest. “Oh, Jamie, let’s put him in those little overalls we got him, Sirius is going to lose his mi— Are you crying?”

James blinks rapidly in an attempt to get rid of the tears that have started to form in the corners of his eyes. He knows it’s silly, but it’s almost like becoming a dad has made him so much more emotional.

Regulus walks up to him, and when he comes to a stop next to his chair, James wraps an arm around him and allows Harry to reach for his glasses.

“I’m just really happy…” He whispers.

Regulus huffs and looks rather amused by his explanation. “You’re a huge sap, Potter.” He says, but he does lean in to press a comforting kiss to his forehead.

This time around, James is one hundred percent certain; this is what peak happiness feels like.

[liloslittlethings]

louis making liam do a headstand

(otra brussels 6/13/15)

[power-to-live]

sorry i keep relating my fixation with my other fixation and i keep creating new fixations and those fixations are merging to create even more fixations that come from smaller fixations.

[beargyufairy]

Are you ready, Mr. Dragneel?

I’m always ready, Lucy.

Wow! Then let’s start.

[mackmontgomery]

👀 + rank your homies like this is MySpace Top 8

"Fucking craaaaazy thing to ask but you know what, I'll rock with you.

Off the dome. One is Aidawg, we're locked in for life whether he likes it or not. Can always count on him, he's the realest. Two is Shiloh, she's definitely seventy percent of the reason that I made it out of my teens. Three is Harris, I feel like we've lived through so many different versions of each other and that's cool as fuck to still be standing and still be friends. Four is Mac because come on, unfair advantage though because of the blood related thing. Tonka to my Tonia. Roomies from birth, hella. Five is Ty because surviving something like Tyson's darkness bonds you for life. I trust him implicitly with a tattoo gun to my skin too. Six is Nira even though she would be me at like, seven hundred and forty first. They're never fake and I love that. Seven's gotta be my fellow New York City rat. I think I'm getting better at time-sharing my girlfriend with her, which is an achievement. Eight's gonna be none other than the candy man himself Colton. Tall, rich, handsome. It's like being bro's with the bachelor which is sick.

I've got so many honorary mentions too but I gotta heavily emphasize that this is not an exhaustive or set in stone list. It's subject to change. I can be bought, bribed, hoodwinked but I cannot be seduced because all of this is for one person.

If my homies want to shuffle their way up the list or onto it by kicking it with me that would be some best Summer ever type shit." @aiden-stevens @shilohsharma @callme-harris @macaulaymontgomery @ghxstofyxu @nirawu @solaadisa @eternalconsxlationprize

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

[del-stars]

need an olympic au with james + sirius as a beach volleyball team asap