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Remember when I actually wrote something, finished it and posted it? Who was I???
A Birthday Dance
A highschool!au set in the 70’s.
Word count: 4.2k+
(A/N: Hey! So I wrote this with the intention of it being set in 1977, although I don’t think I did a fantastic job of conveying that (I tried ok) so it’s pretty easy to just imagine it however you’d like! ALSO I wrote this both on my laptop and my phone where the spell check/grammar check is different so please excuse any switches between british spelling and american spelling. Please let me know what you think, I’d really appreciate it. Hope you like it!)
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December 1st, 1977. Tilly’s 17th Birthday. It would be like most days if not for the crazy amount of balloons and streamers decorating the living room, where she sits in her pyjamas carefully unwrapping the bow tied around the box in her lap. Tilly’s never been one to worry too much over her birthday, her parents however (more specifically her Mother), have always made a fuss over the day despite her constant re-assurance that she’s just happy with homemade cupcakes and a new pair of bell bottoms.
Her parents had woken her up especially early so she could see the decorations and be wished a proper happy birthday before shuffling off to school. Tilly has always appreciated her Mother’s efforts when it comes to special occasions and finds it quite comical that her Father agrees with all her decor decisions, despite not caring for the over-the-top-ness of it all.
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#harry styles fanfic#harry styles writing#harry styles one shot#harry styles fanfiction#Harry Styles#shameless self promo#icymi#reblog
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Harry does sexy cam shows to make money.
Summary: basically, Harry’s a camboy for money, and things heat up when he finds his roommate’s salacious tumblr.
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Love Always, Harry: Part II
Holmes Chapel, 1985 - Best friends since childhood, you and Harry have grown up to lead lives on opposite ends of the spectrum. He’s a journalist for Rolling Stone, always country-hopping and eagerly awaiting the next big thing. You’ve been a waitress at the diner in your hometown for five years, bound by routine. You and Harry keep in touch through letters and postcards until the day he returns home and flips your world upside-down. (Part I)
*mature content*
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The Boy Next Door - V
Of all the things she could’ve ordered, it had to be a sex toy. And of all the people who could’ve been her neighbor, it just had to be coffee shop Harry.
I wont get into it until you’re finished reading, because I do have a lot to say. But I will say I’m sorry it took me so long to complete this story, and that I worked harder on this part alone than I’ve worked on any other story I’ve ever written. I love you guys, and I hope you enjoy. xx
(Part One HERE) (Part Two HERE) (Part Three HERE) (Part Four HERE)
***PLEASE DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION***
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in conclusion i want harry styles to stomp on my throat
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there’s That Face that harry makes that just makes me wanna…

…you know? a little cocky, challenging or maybe just very unimpressed…
WHO KNOWS? it’s just…U G H !!!

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Go Slow
Hi! I LOVE your writing and was wondering if you take requests. Would it be possible to do a piece about Y/N being a virgin and self conscious and Harry being really kind and gentle? They talk it through before hand and she tells him about her insecurities about him being so experienced and having slept with VS models and wanting to make him feel good.
I really tried to do this topic justice as I think it may hit home for a lot of people, not just pertaining to Harry. I hope it meets your expectations anon x
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CHERRY.
(((hello girlies!! it’s been a few months since i’ve last posted just a simple blurb so i thought i’d make a comeback with gang leader harry. i’m very proud of this piece so any kind of feedback would be very much appreciated and welcomed :) thank you to lill aka @starseeeed for helping me edit!! also, i’m going to start trying to add titles to what i write just so it’s easier when i’m adding them onto my masterlist!! but without further ado, go grab some snacks and enjoy this wild ride.)))
- Harry is the leader of a notorious gang ft. a stripper named Y/N, sneaky touches, and scary men
warnings: smut, blood, mentions of death
The last thing Y/N expected when she moved out to New York was to become a stripper. One of the best strippers at one of the most popular bars in the city, that is. She didn’t expect to go by the stage name ‘Cherry’, and she most definitely didn’t expect to have so many admirers and loyal customers – always begging for private shows, or just giving a bit too much in tip money when she’d honestly say her performance wasn’t that great. She’s thankful for the amount of love she receives, really is, but there’s still that inkling in her tummy that what she’s doing would bring shame to her family. New York was supposed to be her big introduction into the world of writing, to get inspired and become an author like she’d always dreamed, but rent and everyday necessities called for desperate times and now, this is her life: caught in the interest of married men old enough to be her father, but also the owner of the club.
Harry. He’s precious, in the least convenient way. He’s a pretty face, but there’s something intimidating underneath it all, and she guesses it makes sense considering he’s a business owner – you can’t be too nice when you could be surrounded by people that could use you. Regardless of that, though, there’s always a thickness to his voice that could make the world shake beneath his feet, always walking tall and proud like he knows he’s the best (and he very well might be). He’s cocky without being overbearing, and maybe that’s what Y/N likes about him so much, that he carries himself so well in his thousand dollar suits. He’s a total dream. Handsome like a model, but dangerous like the devil.
“Is it bad I still haven’t told my mom what I do out here? She thinks I work at a bank.” Y/N questions Harry, approaching the bar and taking a seat next to him. “Maybe she’d be proud that I’m one of your bests.”
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harry is your dealer and you accidentally sleep with him after taking some aphrodisiac edibles together as a joke. [contains mature content.]
after receiving such positive responses to the blueprints of this concept, i’m excited to share the finished product… @hurthobain and @melancholrry were my personal WLT—weed logistics team—and the three of us built this story from the ground up. sav and lexi, thank you for your genius. ⭐️
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The features of his face soften even more (if that was even possible) and Y/N feels her heart kick up in her chest as she finally realizes how close he really is to her right now. Barely a few centimeters away from their hips touching; she hates how young and naïve it makes her feel, for her feelings towards him to bristle because he sat beside her. However, she does decide to blame it partly on the fact that she is sick and her mind is a bit of a mess right now (even though she’s certain that had she been healthy she would still have thrown herself in a puddle of mushy feelings.
“D'ya want me to take Teddy t–” he begins but she shakes her head, reaching up to knuckle at her eyes.
“He’s warm,” she rasps, nose scrunching up from the pain of it, “Could I – could I cuddle with him for a little longer?”
A smile pulls at the corner of Harry’s mouth and he nods.
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Y/N’s still good at babysitting and Harry just thinks she’s lovely
part 1
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