#crybaby!harry

[daaydreamy]

the sensual woman

summary: a day after harry and y/n’s date, she’s back at the bakery.

warnings: coarse language

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader

•••

“Big day, big day!”

Y/N grinned at Harry as she took the coffee and muffin she wanted from the counter, raising the cup in the air a bit as she started to walk out of the bakery. Harry was just standing there, like a complete fucking idiot, lips parted and cheeks warm. He watched her every single movement until her car wasn’t in front of the bakery anymore, still unmoving. 

As soon as she came in she was smiling brightly, her shoes clacking against the floor as she walked over to the display. She was making small talk with Harry, even teasing him a little, as she looked over what was ready to eat. She had even mentioned the small kiss they shared last Saturday night, murmuring to Harry quietly that she would be completely open to doing it again afterwards. Her hands were in the pockets of her black slacks and Harry just couldn’t stop looking. He probably looked like a complete wanker just staring at her but his eyes just couldn’t seem to tear away from her long-sleeved shirt that had kiss marks along the collar and her loose tie that accompanied it. 

“Big day…” Harry murmured quietly to himself, finally gathering himself after getting lost in his thoughts a little. He finally put the cash she put down on the counter into the register, wiping his slightly clammy hands against his apron whilst gulping dryly. 

He looked up from the sound of a small jingle, seeing a new customer come in. 

Right, he had a job to do. 

•••

“So, how’d it go?”

Y/N jumped a little from the sudden sound of Zayn’s voice, glaring at him a little as she went into her office. He followed her in, sitting down on the empty seat she had near her desk. He placed his sketchbook down and opened it up to his most recent page so they could look over his new sketches—and Y/N’s, except her sketches were hung up all over her office—together. 

“Why do you care?” She huffed out and looked down at Zayn’s work, biting her lower lip a little. She admired his work, really. Absolutely adored it. 

“Alright, calm the attitude a little.” He mumbled, “Just, you know, curious.” Zayn shrugged and she hummed, flipping to the next page. 

“It was great.” She sighed sort of dreamily, unable to hold back the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. She looked up from the book to look at Zayn, “He’s really cute, Z. It’s unbelievable. He even told me this joke, he said, “Why did the bike fall over?”” She recited the joke Harry said while they were having dinner. She still remembered how Harry had gone slightly pink-cheeked from her laughter, trying to hide it by looking down at his plate to poke at a piece of pasta. 

“Why?”

“It was two-tired.”

Y/N was smiling brightly, even laughing a little, but Zayn was looking at her confusedly because who the fuck finds that funny? He fake-laughed and Y/N must have noticed how she was giggling, folding her lips into a line as she looked at Zayn. She found it funny, alright? It wasn’t her fault she liked jokes like that. 

She coughed, fixing her shirt a little, “Anyway, the date went great.”

“Right.” Zayn chuckled. 

•••

Yesterday. (Sunday, the day after the date.)

“How’d it go, eh?” Niall said as he came over to sit down on the couch, where Harry was eating cereal quietly with his legs crossed, watching a show on the TV. 

“Great.” Harry said simply, darting to lick over the drop of milk that was threatening to fall off his lower lip. “We kissed before I left.” He said nonchalantly, trying to keep his cool. He was actually still so unbelievably giddy, even after sleeping for nine hours. His heart wouldn’t quit it. He was still even trying to figure out if it was all a dream or not, because it surely felt dreamy. Even when he woke up, he just had to replay that exact moment in his head.

“Nice one, H.” Niall said, taking a bite out of his granola bar, “Ya like her?” He then asked and Harry smiled. 

“Yeah, I think.”

•••

Like clockwork, Y/N was coming into the bakery at 7 PM, the soft knock of her shoes against the floor soft. Harry pushed his glasses up his nose a bit, smiling softly as she walked close to the counter, opening his mouth to greet her, only for him to be surprised by the feeling of her hand on the back of his neck and her lips against his. His cheeks immediately went red-hot at her forwardness, but he didn’t want to stop. In fact, he was just about to melt against her like a scoop of ice cream, until she unfortunately pulled away. 

She was smiling, her lipstick smudged a little. 

“Can I…” She looked over to where you could go behind the counter and Harry nodded swiftly. She quickly made her way around the counter and wrapped her arms around Harry’s neck, about to kiss him once more, only for her to pull back. 

“Esther isn’t here, right?”

“Nope.” He said softly and she kissed him again. His arms were around her waist, her body firmly pressed against his now.

As soon as Y/N licked over the seam of Harry’s lips, he was a goner. 

He whimpered quietly into her mouth, letting her tongue explore his own. She started moving slowly, and kept going until Harry’s back hit the wall softly, holding him there. His soft sounds were so pretty and despite the fact that she was starting to run out of her breath, she wanted to kiss him until her lungs were burning and on fire. She wanted to kiss him until she could no longer breathe, because she knew his kiss was enough to keep her alive. 

Eventually, though, (and unfortunately) Y/N pulled away for some air. Their faces were still incredibly close to each other’s, eyes staring into each other’s and panting into wet mouths. Y/N’s eyes flickered down to Harry’s lips, where she saw her red lipstick smeared all over his mouth messily, bringing her thumb up to wipe away some that went past the corner of his mouth. Harry only seemed to get even more flustered at that, breath hitching. 

“You’re so easy to fluster.” She chuckled softly, “Are you alright with my place?”

“Yeah, definitely.” Harry replied breathily, making her smile.

So then they got in her car. 

Harry was antsy, Y/N noticed, unable to sit still in the passenger’s seat, and once she started driving she placed her hand on his thigh, moving her thumb back and forth gently, Harry’s heart started beating a little faster again. She took her hand away eventually and Harry had to keep his cool, focused on looking out the window and watching the cars pass by. 

“Calm down a little, yeah?” Y/N glanced at Harry and chuckled as she put her keys into her doorknob, pushing the door open and allowing Harry to enter before closing it. 

“So-” Harry started, only for Y/N to cut him off for what seemed like the millionth time already (though, he wasn’t complaining, he would never complain.) He felt like putty and Y/N wouldn’t stop playing with him. Even her shoving her keys into the pocket of her coat whilst shrugging it off made him feel hot inside, like a campfire that someone wouldn’t stop throwing wood into. 

“Ever since I walked into that bakery I’ve wanted to kiss you.” She kissed the corner of his mouth, murmuring softly. Her kisses started traveling over to his jaw soon after and he gulped, noticing how she was starting to pull her tie off. “You have no idea how bad I’ve wanted to have you like this.”

“I- hmm,” Harry was about to say something, but she found just the right spot on his neck, causing him to whimper. Noticing his reaction, she paid more attention to that one spot, licking over it and nipping at it lightly. 

“What’s that?” She pulled back, tilting her head to the side a little. There was a teasing smile playing on her lips and he realized she was starting to put her tie around his neck. “I’ve barely even done anything and you’re so, so flustered.” She teased, loosely tying the narrow fabric in her hands around his neck. 

“I just,” He paused, suddenly nervous, “I’ve never done this before.” He said quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve never, you know…” He mumbled, toying with the end of Y/N’s tie. 

“Oh.” Y/N’s eyes widened a little, “Then… are you sure about this? We can take it slow if you want. We can probably just, like, watch a movie if you’d like, I don’t mind.”

“No!” He suddenly blurted out, flushing. “No, I-I want this. I’m sure about that. Just… I’m not, you know, like experienced. So, I’m afraid of it not being good for you, and stuff like that.”

Y/N was smiling. 

“God, Harry, you’re precious.”

a/n: i gotta score tonight man ! i’m horny, you know what i mean ? horny !

🏷: @crow-i-guess, @planetflos, @harrycanyonmoonn, @bxtchboy69, @sweet-as-lilacs, @lyricalniall, @venusincleo (couldn’t tag you!), @bxbun111, @tenaciousperfectionunknown, @emispleased, @goldenhrry, @cinnamongirlrry, @manifestrry, @niallhoranshotgf, @sad1esgf, @taylorsreputationsversion, @violetsandfluff, @purplefishingline, @a-strange-familiar, @moonlightbea-33 (couldn’t tag you!), @famedrs-blog, @coochiesteak, @blahblahblah-888 (couldn’t tag you!), @milesisntdonewritingyet, @harrysgoth, @theroosterswife24, @cinnamonlola, @youcan-nolonger-run

[rejectingrepublicans]

[4ever2000lover]

The Sallow Twins

I have a headcanon that Sebastian is the younger twin, sensitive and protective, while Anne is the older twin, more playful and bossy

also, once Solomon took baby Sebas on his lap and he threw up right in his face

(This is canon, Sebastian told me)

[whatareyoureallyafraidof]

[riddlemethis-or-riddlemethat]

Pretty Tears - Lorenzo Berkshire x Reader

omg I'm posting?? no way!!?

THIS IS NSFW YOU GUYS!!!

tags: use of y/n, crybaby!enzo, NSFW, sex, penetration, riding, edging, begging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, cocky reader, dacryphilia ig?

[Based on my post about the boys]

(tagging @leona-hawthorne because they saw my vision 🙏🙏)

this is really short guys (330 words to be exact), I lost motivation to finish, but I might find inspiration to continue someday

hope you guys enjoy! 🥰🥰

Pretty Tears - crybaby!sub!top!Enzo x gn!reader

“Y-y/n, please” Lorenzo begged, voice breathless and whiny as he lay on the bed beneath you, his brows furrowed and face flushed, chewing on his lip. He looks up at you pleadingly, desperation shining clear in his pretty hazel eyes, pupils blown wide.

“Please what, dear?” you purr, rolling your hips and smirking at the choked sob that escapes the beautiful boy beneath you.

You had been edging him, riding him at a torturously slow pace, stilling on top of him every time he neared the edge and just barely moving your hips. Lorenzo was a wreck, on the verge of tears as he panted and squirmed, desperation clear in his entire being. You watch, enraptured and filled with a dark satisfaction as Lorenzo whined, tears welling up in his eyes and clinging to his long lashes.

“F-fuck- y-y/n~” Lorenzo whined, squirming and panting beneath you, his tears finally spilling down his flushed cheeks.

“Aww, what’s wrong love? Too much?” you coo at him, tone slightly mocking as you pet his hair, cupping his face and stroking your thumb across his cheek, wiping away a tear.

Lorenzo just whines, turning his face into your hand, nuzzling it like a needy puppy.

“Oh poor baby, you’re so adorable, I almost feel bad for you, love.” you murmur, chuckling as Lorenzo whimpers, moaning as you sink down on his cock again.

His hands are clenched tight around your hips, twitching and gripping tight enough to bruise as you rock teasingly. You smirk down at his wrecked form, his flushed and tear-stained cheeks, his bitten-red lips, his pleading eyes, his long eyelashes with tears clinging prettily to them.

“So pretty like this, darling. So good for me, aren’t you?”

Lorenzo whines, his hips bucking up into you involuntarily, making you groan. You plant a hand on his chest to stabilise yourself, before looking back at his face.

He’s gorgeous. Blinking tear-filled eyes up at you, looking absolutely pathetic. Pitiful. Pretty.

Perfect.

****

word count: 330

[daaydreamy]

we’ve got a thing goin’ on

summary: harry and y/n can’t seem to get enough of each other.

warnings: coarse language

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader

•••

4 days later. (Saturday)

“Jesus, what’s got you so happy?” Niall said grumpily, ruffling his sleep-mussed hair. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, Harry was sitting on one of the stools at the kitchen island, smiling and giggling quietly as he spooned cereal and milk into his mouth. His eyes were glued to his phone and his thumbs kept moving. He had been texting ever since his eyes opened that day, actually, and couldn’t seem to stop now that it had started. 

Niall tried to catch a peak over Harry’s shoulder to see who he was texting and who had him so giddy, only for Harry to turn his phone screen away from him, furrowing his brows as he turned his head to look at Niall. 

“What? I’m curious. Who’s that, huh, H? Got a little crush?” Niall teased and Harry rolled his eyes, using his elbow to nudge at Niall’s stomach. “You’ve got a little crush.” Niall was not going to stop now that he caught Harry, wiggling his eyebrows at him as he poured cereal into a bowl for himself. Despite Niall’s teasing, Harry was still texting Y/N. He had told her one of the few jokes Niall said would never, ever make anyone laugh, except she did laugh, so… piss off, Niall, it was funny. 

“Did ya meet her at the bakery?” Niall asked him and sat down on the stool opposite of Harry, shoving a full spoon of cereal into his mouth. 

But Harry couldn’t even reply, too engrossed in his and Y/N’s conversation. Niall only shook his head and took his bowl of cereal, heading over to the couch instead of trying to put himself into a fruitless conversation. 

From Y/N, 9:37 AM

do you wanna come over later?

Harry glanced over at where Niall was busy watching something on the TV, before smiling to himself. 

•••

“He’s coming overrrrr, Mochi!” Y/N said in a sing-songy voice as she swaddled her cat in her arms, who was now starting to squirm, so she put her down. Mochi instead went through her legs, purring and rubbing up against her. Y/N chuckled softly and crouched down, rubbing the underside of her chin. She smiled gently when she rubbed her face into her hand even more. 

“You’ll be meeting someone new, yeah? Be nice.” She murmured softly. 

•••

“She asked you to come over?”

“Yep.” Harry grinned at Niall as he sorted through his closet, trying to look for something to wear. He wanted to wear something casual, he didn’t want to look like he was trying too hard. Maybe just a T-shirt and some nice jeans. Or a sweater. Sweater vest? Long-sleeved shirt? Shorts? No… surely not. Shorts seem like a strange thing to wear on a date. Was it even a date?

“Alright, mate!” Niall said proudly, hitting Harry on the back a little too hard and causing him to wince. “Finally getting some, eh?” Niall was wiggling his eyebrows annoyingly again and Harry rolled his eyes, chuckling softly. Harry was hanging up all the clothes he liked up on the handle of his closet and Niall furrowed his brows as he browsed through the shirts Harry had picked out. 

“Harry, mate… seriously?” Niall had a small frown on his face, holding up a bright yellow shirt that had pineapples all over it. 

“Yeah, you’re right.” Harry mumbled, taking the shirt from Niall’s hands and putting it back in his closet. 

“Hey, it’s alright, man. You can do this.” Niall said quietly, patting Harry on his back. 

“It’s just,” Harry sighed, “What if she thinks I’m some loser?”

“Harry, you’re 24, not 42. You’re fine. She asked for your number and wanted you over for a reason. If you wear some of these really, really ugly shirts, then I’m afraid she might think you’re a loser, though, so maybe rethink your clothing choices.” Niall said comfortingly… kind of. “I’m gonna play FIFA.” He gave Harry one last firm pat on his back with a smile on his face and left his room soon after. 

“I…” Harry said once Niall shut the door, “Fuck.” He groaned loudly, burying his face in a bright pink shirt that had flamingos all over it. 

•••

Shot. 

Y/N needed a shot. 

She took a deep breath and shook her head, no, she could do this sober. She folded her lips into a line, unsure of where to start. Should she get ready first, or cook dinner? What if Harry had already eaten before he came over? What if he comes early and she’s barely even ready? He can’t possibly see her wearing those really old shorts along with a really old shirt that said “I Heart Pandas” with a random picture of a panda on it that was also, coincidently, very old. 

She called Zayn first. 

“I asked him to come over.” Was the first thing she immediately said. 

“What?” Zayn said groggily, voice deep and raspy. 

“Did you just wake up? It’s almost 3 PM.”

“Leave me alone.” Zayn sighed and Y/N knew his thumb was moving towards the end call button. 

“Wait! Zayn, help me, please.” She said desperately, “Pretty please?”

“What could you possibly need help with? He’s just coming over, I don’t know, cook him dinner. Watch a movie with him. Give him a blowjob for all I care.”

Y/N was toying with her lower lip, “Right.” She nodded. “Thanks, Z.”

“Jesus, did you really need to call me fo-”

Y/N ended the call.

•••

Harry’s hands were sweating immensely. God, it was disgusting. He wiped his hands against his pants and took a deep breath. Was he still sweating? This was going horrible already, he thought, and tried to think about what Niall said. He thought most of it was helpful and comforting, except for the feeling of his heavy hand slapping his back multiple times. He checked his watch and looked back up at the door in front of him, finally raising his hand to… wait.

Should he knock or ring the doorbell?

He gulped dryly and chose to ring the doorbell, trying to soothe his beating heart that was moving a little too fast for his liking. 

“Hi, Harry.”

“Hey.” Harry smiled and Y/N noticed how his cheeks were pink again, but she didn’t want to point it out. “Er, these are for you.” He said softly, handing her the bouquet of pink easter lillies he had bought, flushing a little more at the sight of her smiling as she took them from his hands. She pressed the flowers to her nose, inhaling their sweet scent with a small smile on her face. 

“Come in, come in.” She chuckled softly. 

“I, uh, made dinner. I hope you haven’t eaten yet?” She asked him hopefully after closing the door behind him and he shook his head with a kind smile. He shrugged his coat off and hung it up beside the front door. 

“Okay, good.” She smiled brightly, “I’m not the greatest cook, unfortunately, so feel free to tell me if the food is shit. Criticism is appreciated.” She laughed and so did he. 

“It looks amazing, I’m sure it’s great.”

“Oh please, give me fabric and a sewing machine and you’ll see something actually good.” She joked, motioning for Harry to sit. 

•••

“I really enjoyed tonight.” Harry said softly as he fixed his coat, standing outside of Y/N’s front door. She was smiling gently, leaning against the door a little, slightly wine-drunk. 

“Me too.” She chuckled, “Definitely the best date I’ve had in a while.”

“I can say the same.”

There was a moment of silence that was shared between them. Harry was starting to get flustered again but he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from hers, and she couldn’t tear her own from his either. He darted his tongue out to wet his slightly chapped lips and Y/N’s eyes flickered down to look at them. So wet, so kissable. 

“I-”

He was cut off by the press of her lips against his.

a/n: part three!

🏷: @crow-i-guess, @planetflos, @harrycanyonmoonn, @bxtchboy69, @sweet-as-lilacs, @lyricalniall, @venusincleo (couldn’t tag you!), @bxbun111, @tenaciousperfectionunknown, @emispleased, @goldenhrry, @cinnamongirlrry, @manifestrry, @niallhoranshotgf, @sad1esgf, @taylorsreputationsversion, @violetsandfluff, @purplefishingline, @a-strange-familiar, @moonlightbea-33 (couldn’t tag you!), @famedrs-blog, @coochiesteak, @blahblahblah-888 (couldn’t tag you!), @milesisntdonewritingyet, @harrysgoth, @theroosterswife24, @cinnamonlola, @youcan-nolonger-run

[yourlocalderp]

aboutta become the biggest hater rn who tf was the bitchass who changed the aventurine x dr ratio ship name to the blandest possible combination ever known as "ratiorine" because the moment i saw it as its ship name i knew we've lost everything as a society we lost RATURINE.

[koi-mitsu]

Marauders as Melanie Martinez songs

Reugulus and Sirius- Dollhouse

Barty Crouch Jr.- Sippy Cup

Evan Rosier- Drama club

Remus Lupin- Tag your it

James Potter- Show and Tell

Lily Evans- Alphabet boy

Dorcas Medows- Cake

Marlene McKinnon- Nymphology

Pandora Lovegood- Venus

Severus Snape- Crybaby, Pitty Party

Peter Pettigrew- Teddy bear, soap

Mary MacDonald- Teachers pet

Narsscia Black- Milk and Cookies

Belatrix Black- Mad Hatter

Andromeda Black- Nurses Office

I’ll post my reasonings later please tell me if there’s any other characters you want to see

[whatareyoureallyafraidof]

[citruswriter]

When you have so many damn things you wanna write so you just create a massive randomizer wheel to pick what to write for you. 😭😂😅

[edwardsissyhandsthtdanceslikeabb]

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me: >_-

im darker than a paper bag, i am an appreciater of tws - even 4 flashing lights, and a bit of a hater. im a queer elder (teenager), wannabe reformed army (bts), i probably have unmedicated adhd & its 420 and im zazaless - life was not supposed to be like this >:D !

full scope of interests:

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★ i like ships — specifically of the dysfunctional or otherwise unconventional variety (they really make u think, maybe not in a good way) ★ i like fringe troll music no one has ever heard of (msi? queef jerky anyone?) ★ watching youtube/youtubers like graysons world, ajanugu and CJ the X - all of whom i like a VERY normal amount. ★ i like pretentious television ★ anime ★ gay fanfic ★ and reminding ppl that while specialz is the greatest intro/outro of all time - what suguru wanted to do is STILL considered gnocɪdɜ. ★ i like hating lana del rey even tho i listen to her music ★ i like fandom discourse (bc ppl's principles are often inconsistent & thusly fascinating, truly) ★ media below my target demographic bc my frontal lobe is cooked ★ theminem adjacent femboy neo-psychedelic rappers ★ twinkcore hyperpop ★ and also kpop. ★ i like being a raging authoritarian tankie (woke)™ ★ pretty pictures ★ pretty shows with glittery aesthetics and strobe lights that make me go: hey, sam levinson would definitely steal this! ★ also like analyzing media ★ and being a bit unpopularly opinionated (bc THINK MARK! THINK) ★ i like compensating for my irl vacancies thru chatting with the little pixels in my phone (so interact!!) ★ mature cartoons ★ old ppl music - e.g the neverland ranch man ★ gingers that look like shiv and young rupert grint ★ and kawaiihorrorcore.

★ if any of this interests you (which it should), follow/comment 2 become moots! reblogs appreciated ofc. // basic dni!!

expanded intro post:

[chaoschildtheseus]

Canoncall/Mediacall!

Hii! I'm Tommy, I'm a dsmp fictionkin looking for sourcemates- However I don't mind any sourcemates along the kins I will list down below.

Tommy doubles strictly dni

Abby- FNaF Movie

Alastor- Hazbin Hotel

Aubrey- Omori

Basil- Omori

Cassidy- FNaF

Cassie-FNaF

Chara-Undertale

Craig Tucker- South Park

Crybaby- Albums "Crybaby"+"K-12"+"PORTALS"

Dreamworld Aubrey- Omori

Elizabeth Afton- FNaF

Elsa- Frozen

Frisk- Undertale

Fundy- DSMP

Glamrock Chica- FNaF

Hasekura Asaya/Asaya Hasekura- Hitorijime My Hero

Husk- Hazbin Hotel

James Potter- Harry Potter

Karl- DSMP

Hello Kitty/Kitty White- Hello Kitty

Kris- Deltarune

Kristin/Mumza- DSMP

Kuromi- Hello Kitty

Kyle Broflovski- South Park

LoLBit- FNaF

Mangle- FNaF

Mari- Omori

Passerine!Tommy (Doubles DNI)

Mrs. Afton- FNaF

Percy Jackson- Percy Jackson live action series

Princess Sweetheart- Omori

Captain Puffy- DSMP

Ragatha- TADC

Regulus Black- DSMP

Rosie- Hazbin Hotel

Sirius Black- Harry Potter

Sunny- Omori

Susie - Deltarune

Susie- FNaF

Technoblade- DSMP

Tommy- DSMP (Doubles strictly DNI)

Toy Chica- FNaF

Tubbo- DSMP

Tweek Tweak- South Park

Twelve- Terror in Resonance

Vanny/Vanessa- FNaF

Wilbur Soot- DSMP

Yumeko Jabami/Jabami Yumeko- Kakegurui

QUESTIONING

Philza- DSMP

Niki- Passerine/DSMP

Lancer -Deltarune

Hero/Dreamworld Hero- Omori

Dreamworld Basil- Omori

A few Laurenzside characters from the servers she was on!

[rewritingcanon]

delphi riddle is so portals coded and so melanie martinez coded in general

[angelx1992]

[simply-ivanka]

[nazliwrites]

“Need confidence of a person who can record themselves while crying and then post it. Crying me looks shit.”