#harry styles children blurb

[harrysblues]

Eye Patch

The one in which Harry's kids get scared when their father gets hurt on stage.

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When Harry and Y/N's twins started to grow into toddlers, the couple quickly noticed that their youngest struggled to control her eye. That's why they didn't waste any time, and sooner rather than later, three-year-old Lena was wearing an eye patch to try to fix her strabismus.

The process of getting her used to wearing it was long and exhausting for Harry and Y/N, and they tried very hard to make it fun, buying eye patches with different shapes and designs. Their other twin, Harvey, was the most supportive of his sister, and he offered to wear matching eye patches with her whenever she was self-conscious about wearing it in public.

Harry and Y/N's twins might be toddlers, but they love and understand each other like no one else, and that fascinates their parents. Besides, the couple has tried so hard to make them understand that they are loved and supported no matter what, and it is very important to express their feelings with each other.

"Daddy do we have good seats for your concert tomorrow?" Harvey asks suddenly during their daily family dinner.

"Of course, my boy. The best in the house, always!" Harry answers, furrowing his brows. "Why do you ask, baby? You know you always get the best".

"I know, daddy!" His son answers playfully. "But it's the first time sissy is going to the concert with her eye patch, and I want her to have the best time".

Harry and Y/N can swear that their hearts melted when those words left their son's mouth.

"Oh," says Lena. "Daddy, I'm going to see you singing, right? You are going to be so far away, I need to see you".

Lena has always been a very anxious baby, and the family had, and still is, dealing with some heavy separation anxiety from her. The eye issue only added to this, and it has been hard for the couple to manage.

"Don't get nervous, my best girl" Harry tried to comfort her. "You three will have the best seats in the venue, and the important thing is to have fun! You see me every day, and I'm available always".

This seems to cheer her up, and the family moves on from this topic to talk about school. Sudden changes in conversation subjects are very common in the house, and Harry and Y/N can't lie and say they don't love it when their kids bring up things they want to tell their parents. Seeing them interact is one of their favorite things ever since they started to talk.

Dinner finished, and the kids were put to bed with a story read by Y/N and their song, Love of my life, sung by their father. It was not an easy thing to do like it usually is because they were too excited about their concert the next day. Even though Harry has toured for a while after they were born, this is the first time his twins are in the audience, watching him perform. Before this second leg of Love On Tour, they stayed backstage with Y/N and whoever would watch over them while Harry was putting on a show.

However, not long ago the twins started to feel more curious and understand more about their parent's, especially Harry's, lifestyle. That is the reason why they have let them watch the concerts whenever they show any interest about it.

The next day came by very quickly, and now the kids are getting ready with Y/N while Harry is rehearsing and putting together the outfit for tonight.

Lena has decided to wear a silver sparkly skirt that matches her cowboy hat paired with a t-shirt with a red heart in the middle, and Harvey is wearing bell jeans paired with a matching t-shirt with her sister and a royal blue boa. Y/N has let them choose their outfits, wanting them to have the most freedom possible, and she has to say she is quite proud of what they have come up with.

Unfortunately, the family didn't have enough time to wish Harry good luck like they usually would have, seeing that there had been an outfit malfunction, according to Harry Lambert, and the whole band was running late. This upset the kids for two minutes, and then Y/N suggested a face time call with Harry.

"Hi, my babies. I'm so sorry I can't see you before the show" He says with a pout on his face. "I promise I'll blow you a kiss from the stage, and give you lots of cuddles when I finish" Y/N can see the sadness on his face, knowing that he is upset he is not going to be able to get his good luck kiss and cuddle from his two favorite people.

"Don't worry daddy", says Lena. "Harvs and I just wanted to show you our outfits that mummy let us choose by ourselves!".

"Oh, isn't that right baby girl? Can you do a little twirl for daddy?" he says getting his face as close to the screen as possible, squinting his eyes to try to see his precious daughter in the most detail possible. "Daddy really wants to see your outfits".

The family spent the next thirty minutes following Harry around, from the make up chair to his changing room and everything, through his phone, until the moment it was time for him to change into his chosen outfit and get in the box.

"Okay babies, I need to go get ready", he tells them sounding way too devastated for him to be seeing them in less than fifteen minutes. "I'll see you on stage okay? Try to raise your hands the highest, sing the loudest, and have the most fun for me".

The kids promised to do all of that before blowing him multiple kisses and hanging up. They needed to get to their seats right now if they wanted to avoid getting swarmed by some fans. They are usually very polite and nice to Y/N, and especially the kids, but Y/N doesn't want to risk it without Harry there to help her.

They got there safely, and the twins, who are seated on each side of you, are happy to see that their father was right and that they have extremely good seats. They will be able to see their father without a problem.

"Mummy it's starting!" Harvey shrieks when the lights go out and the intro visuals start playing. "Oh my god mummy, I'm so excited!" Y/N never gets tired of how excited he gets every time he sees his dad in concert, it is always as if it was the first time.

Lena clings to your arm from the other side of you, her excitement for the concert to start being silent compared to her brother's. Y/N starts shouting and jumping with excitement as well, making her children copy her and start singing the songs. They also notice that Harry's outfit matches his children's, so that makes them shout even louder.

Harry doesn't take long to find them and when he sends a kiss to his family, the "Muah" that goes with his kiss is heard in the whole arena, making everyone aww.

"Mummy daddy can see us!" Both of the twins exclaim, shocked their father can see them from the stage. "If I send him a kiss will he see me?" Lena asks, genuinely curious.

You don't know how to answer because Harry is constantly moving on stage, so it would be very easy for him to miss his daughter trying to blow him a kiss. Nonetheless, Lena doesn't wait for her mothers approval and blows a kiss towards the stage.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Harry had been watching the whole interaction, and he didn't hesitate to take her daughter's kiss in the air and put it in his back pocket, making Lena squeal.

The concert goes as expected, and Y/N and the twins are having so much fun. Besides, Y/N is quick to notice that, distracted from the excitement, Lena hasn't once complained about the eye patch she has been in fact wearing in public. That is a huge achievement.

Y/N had planned to leave the seats and go backstage right before kiwi so they wouldn't have trouble getting there later. Nevertheless, a gasp distracts her from dancing carefree to one of the last songs of the concert.

"Mummy something happened to daddy", Lena says with concern in her voice. "Mummy someone threw something at daddy" She repeated, starting to tear up.

This makes Harvey notice how his father is rubbing his eye, and keeping it closed for way too long, making him worry and start clinging to his mum as well.

Both kids start full-on sobbing when they see their father unable to open his eye on stage, constantly rubbing it and trying to block the light from his eyes. Y/N hadn't seen the object, and she definitely doesn't want to ask her kids, so she is unable to assess the gravity of the situation. The only thing she is able to do is to take both of her kids in her arms and carry them backstage.

Once they get there she sits the kids on the sofa and dries their tears, trying to comfort them. "My babies don't cry"; she coos. "Daddy is the strongest person in the world, I'm sure he is fine. It just took him by surprise!"

This last sentence seems to calm the three-year-old twins, and they end up cuddling their mother, soft whines coming from them from time to time, sleepy eyes from all the tears getting hard for them to open.

The kids jump when they hear the door open, and when Harry goes straight to the bathroom instead of greeting them, they immediately start sobbing again. Harry hears them from the inside, and he is quick to open the door once he has checked his eye, and get to his babies as soon as possible.

"Oh my, sweet things", he says, quickly kneeling next to them and being almost pushed to the floor by the force his kids hugged him with. "What's happened? Did you not enjoy the show? Was it too loud?"

The kids don't respond, and Harry keeps rubbing their backs and kissing their tears away, unaware and completely clueless about what has made his sweethearts so upset.

"Daddy, someone hurt your eye!" Harvey exclaims with anger. "You are hurt, daddy". Harry's heart breaks with how upset he is.

"There is nothing to worry about, sunshine", he explains. "Daddy got hurt for a moment, but now I just need an ice eye patch to make the sting go away. I'll be perfect again in an hour".

"Eye patch?", his daughter perks up at the comment. "We match again?"

"Yeah baby, I'm going to match with the prettiest princess in the world", he tells her soflty.

"But mummy is the prettiest princess in the world", she fights back playfully.

"No no no, mummy is a queen", he clarifies turning to his wife. "Your mummy is the prettiest and most gorgeous queen in the entire planet".

"I agree", both of their kids say at the same time. "And then Harvey is the prettiest prince, and you are the prettiest king", finishes Lena, making Harry give her the biggest kiss on the cheek.

"That is right", Y/N answers while sitting down close to her family. "We are all beautiful and special in our own ways, isn't that right?".

"This deserves a big family hug for daddy to heal his eye, don't you think?", Harvey suggests, making Harry smile and hug his kids even closer. Y/N gets in the hug, giving Harry a passionate kiss and a knowing smile, she is sure that they are both thinking the same thing.

Their family is perfect, and they are the happiest they have ever been.

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[musicforastylesrestaurant]

Boys Day Out.

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authors note - these new pictures are making me go feral, like his hair grew back so quick and ngl im absolutely loving it 🥰

word count - 2.8k

in which, manchester united are playing luton town fc in the premier league, and so what better thing to do then take your two football obsessed children to watch there favourite team hopefully win.

Friday 16th February, 2024.

Last Friday was a rare moment of tranquility in your household.

You sat nestled in your shared bed, Harry's arm draped around your waist, pulling you close. As you lost yourself in the pages of your book, you couldn't help but steal glances at him, admiring the way his eyes sparkled with every scroll on his phone.

The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm aura around the room, creating a peaceful atmosphere that enveloped you both. With each shared smile and whispered exchange, the bond between you grew stronger, weaving a tapestry of love and companionship that filled the space between you.

As the subtle silence enveloped the room, Harry gently broke it, his voice filled with excitement. "Y’know, m’love, I was thinking... How about taking the boys to the Manchester United match on Sunday? A mate has a few tickets spare. It would be a fantastic day out for them, and I reckon it'd do you good to have some time for yourself."

You paused, considering his suggestion. " H, I don't mind staying with the boys. Besides, it's a big game, and they might get restless."

Harry shook his head, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "Nonsense, they'll love it! And you deserve a break, you do so much for them already. Plus, it'll be a chance for me to bond with the boys, just the three of us."

You couldn't help but smile at his earnestness.

"I suppose it would be nice to have a bit of me-time," you admitted, though still hesitant about leaving the boys for the day.

Seeing your uncertainty, Harry took your hand in his, his gaze softening. "Trust me, m’love, it'll be a day they'll never forget. Besides, it'll give you a chance to relax and unwind, do whatever you fancy without worrying about the boys."

His words warmed your heart, and you found yourself nodding, a sense of relief washing over you.

"Okay, you've convinced me. Let's make it a boys' day out on Sunday," you agreed, a smile spreading across your face at the thought of a few hours of peace and quiet.

Sunday 18th February, 2024.

Harry navigated his Range Rover through the familiar streets, the excitement palpable in the air as they neared Kenilworth town where the football match awaited.

In the backseat, Cameron, his eight-year-old son, gazed out of the window with a mix of wonder and anticipation, his Manchester United kit proudly worn.

Cameron Harry Styles was conceived only five months into yours and Harry’s relationship, it definitely came as a shock seeing as he was only twenty-two, but he absolutely wouldn’t change it for the world.

"Dad, do you think Rashford will score today?" Cameron asked eagerly, his eyes alight with excitement.

Harry glanced at Cameron through the rearview mirror, a smile playing on his lips.

"M’reckon he's got a good chance, Cam. But y’know how football is, anything can happen," he replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, in the other car seat Dexter Robin Styles, your youngest child who was conceived on your honeymoon.

Dexter, just turned two, slept soundly in his car seat, blissfully unaware of the excitement surrounding him. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of his youngest son, his heart swelling with love.

"Look at him, out like a light already," he remarked to Cameron.

Cameron grinned back, his excitement bubbling over.

"We can wake him up when we get there, Daddy," he declared confidently, already planning the day ahead in his mind. "I can't wait to see the players up close!"

The journey continued for another half an hour, the excitement building with each passing mile. Cameron peppered Harry with questions about the match, his eagerness infectious as they drew closer to the stadium. Dexter stirred in his sleep occasionally, but Cameron kept a watchful eye on him, eager to share every moment of the adventure with his little brother.

Finally, they pulled up in the stadium's private car park, greeted by the bustling atmosphere of fellow fans and the distant sounds of cheers from inside. Harry turned off the engine, glancing back at his sons with a grin.

As Harry stepped out of the car, he made his way around to Dexter's car seat, his heart full of anticipation for the day ahead. Gently, he opened the door and leaned in to wake his youngest son.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," he murmured softly, giving Dexter a gentle shake. "It's time to wake up, buddy."

Dexter stirred, his eyelids fluttering as he slowly emerged from his deep slumber.

"Daddy?" he mumbled, his voice groggy from sleep. "Carry me, please?"

Harry couldn't help but smile at his son's request, knowing full well that Dexter was a total daddy's boy.

"Of course, little man," he replied, ready to scoop Dexter up into his arms. "You ready for some football?"

Dexter nodded, rubbing his eyes with tiny fists. "Yeah, football!" he exclaimed, his voice still laced with sleepiness.

Harry chuckled softly, planting a kiss on Dexter's forehead.

"That's right, buddy. But first, we need to get you out of this car seat," he said, gently manoeuvring Dexter's sleepy limbs.

Meanwhile, Cameron had already made his way out of the car and stood next to his father, his hand clasped firmly in Harry's.

"I can't wait to see the players, Daddy!" he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

Harry chuckled, ruffling Cameron's hair affectionately.

"I know, buddy. It's going to be an amazing day," he replied, his heart swelling with love for his two sons.

The stadium wasn’t that busy, but that may be because the match didn’t kick off for another hour.

No one had managed to spot him thus far, so it was all smooth sailing.

Dexter was still in his arms, thumb in his mouth and Cameron was holding his fathers hand, his shoulder length curls tied back in a loose man bun that you had done this morning.

As they made their way through the bustling stadium, Cameron's stomach rumbled loudly, coincidently as they passed a nearby food stand.

Oh how he craved some warm food right now.

"Daddy, m’hungry!" he exclaimed, tugging on Harry's hand.

Harry chuckled. "Hungry, huh? Remember, it's not 'want', it's 'would like'," he gently corrected, trying to instill good manners in his son.

Cameron nodded eagerly, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the food stand.

"Okay, Daddy. Can I have a slice of pizza, please?" he asked politely, his stomach grumbling impatiently.

Harry smiled, proud of Cameron's manners.

"Of course, buddy. Let's see what they have," he replied, leading the way to the queue.

As they waited in line, Harry turned to Dexter, who was still cradled in his arms.

"And what about you, Dex? Would y’like anything to drink?" he asked, brushing a stray lock of hair from Dexter's forehead.

Dexter nodded enthusiastically, his eyes wide with excitement.

"Fruit shoot, please, Daddy!" he chirped, his little voice filled with anticipation.

He should have guessed.

Harry chuckled, planting a kiss on Dexter's cheek.

"Fruit shoot it is, champ," he replied, making a mental note to grab a couple of bottles for the boys.

Finally reaching the front of the queue, Harry ordered a slice of pizza for Cameron and a couple of fruit shoots for Dexter. As they walked away from the food stand, Cameron eagerly bit into his slice, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. And with Dexter happily sipping on his fruit shoot.

In the stands of the bustling stadium, Harry sat between his two boys, each in their own seat. Dexter, perched proudly in his own seat, had insisted on being a "big boy" for the match, his determination shining through as he sat upright, his legs swinging with excitement.

Though still too young to fully grasp the intricacies of the game, Dexter's eyes sparkled with wonder as he took in the sights and sounds of the stadium, his tiny hands gripping the edge of his seat in anticipation.

Cameron, on the other hand, was completely engrossed in the action on the field. With his Manchester United scarf wrapped around his neck and his eyes fixed on the players, he leaned forward eagerly, his heart racing with each pass and shot. His passion for the game was palpable, his entire being consumed by the thrill of the match unfolding before him.

As the game entered its fifth minute, Manchester United surged ahead with an early goal, igniting a chorus of cheers from the crowd.

Harry couldn't help but smile as he watched the excitement ripple through Cameron, his son's eyes shining with pure joy. And beside him, Dexter's infectious laughter filled the air, a constant reminder of the simple pleasures of being together as a family.

As the game entered its seventh minute, Manchester United's Rasmus Højlund seized an opportunity and scored a magnificent goal, sending the stadium into a frenzy of cheers and applause.

Cameron, unable to contain his excitement, leapt up from his seat, his eyes wide with jubilation as he started jumping up and down.

"Yes! Go, United!" he shouted, his voice filled with exhilaration.

Beside him, Dexter watched with wide-eyed wonder, not quite understanding what had just happened.

Sensing his confusion, Harry leaned down and whispered in Dexter's ear, "Dexter, our team just scored a goal! Isn't that exciting?"

Dexter's face lit up with understanding, and he clambered down from his seat, his tiny legs carrying him over to stand in front of Harry.

With a beaming smile, he reached out for Cameron's hand, eager to join in the celebration.

"Goal! Goal!" he exclaimed, mimicking his older brother's excited jumps.

Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of his two boys jumping up and down in unison, their laughter echoing through the stadium. Quickly pulling out his phone, he aimed the camera at them, capturing the precious moment for posterity.

As the final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match with Manchester United emerging victorious with a score of 2-1, Cameron was buzzing with excitement. He bounced around, his energy infectious as he reveled in his team's triumph.

Meanwhile, Dexter, nestled contentedly in Harry's arms, gazed up at his father with sleepy eyes, still basking in the excitement of the game.

Unbeknownst to the boys, Harry had a surprise in store for them. With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, he decided to keep it a secret until the perfect moment. As they made their way out of the stadium, Cameron and Dexter assumed they were heading home, completely unaware of the surprise awaiting them.

A kind-hearted stadium staff member, noticing the boys' enthusiasm for the game, discreetly approached Harry and whispered about a special opportunity to visit the dressing room of Manchester United. Sensing the boys' excitement, Harry nodded gratefully, knowing that this unexpected treat would be the perfect end to an already unforgettable day.

They soon arrived at the changing rooms.

"Daddy, where are we going?" Cameron asked, his voice tinged with excitement and curiosity. Before Harry could respond, the door swung open, revealing a sight that left Cameron speechless.

His eyes widened in awe as he took in the scene before him—the dressing room of Manchester United, filled with his favorite players. For a moment, Cameron was rendered silent, his mouth hanging open in disbelief as he stood in the presence of his idols.

Meanwhile, Dexter, wide awake and brimming with enthusiasm, squirmed in Harry's arms, eager to explore. Spotting one of the players nearby, he wiggled free and dashed over without hesitation, his extroverted nature shining through as he greeted the player with a wide grin and a burst of chatter.

Harry couldn't help but laugh at Dexter's boldness, his heart swelling with pride at his son's fearlessness. As Dexter chatted animatedly with the player, Harry followed after him, a fond smile on his face as he watched his youngest son soak up the moment with unbridled joy.

Beside him, Cameron held onto Harry's trouser leg tightly, his shyness evident as he observed the scene with a mixture of awe and apprehension. Harry knelt down beside him, offering reassurance and encouragement.

"S’okay, Cam. They're just regular people, like you and me," he whispered, gently squeezing Cameron's hand in support.

Harry noticed Cameron's apprehension and knelt down beside him, offering a reassuring smile and a comforting squeeze of his hand.

"S’okay, buddy. Y’don't have to talk to anyone if you don't want to," he whispered gently, understanding his son's discomfort.

As the bustling activity in the dressing room continued, a familiar figure approached the trio.

It was Marcus Rashford, Cameron's favorite footballer.

The moment Cameron caught sight of him, his eyes widened in awe, and he instinctively tightened his grip on Harry's hand.

Harry smiled warmly as Marcus crouched down to Cameron's level.

"Hey there, buddy! Did you enjoy the game?" Marcus asked, his voice gentle and friendly.

Cameron nodded eagerly, his heart pounding with excitement.

"Y-yes! It wa-was amazing! Y-you're my favorite player," he stammered, his cheeks flushing with nervousness.

Marcus grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Thank you, mate! That means a lot to me. What's your name?" he asked, reaching out to ruffle Cameron's hair.

"C-Cameron," he replied, his voice trembling with excitement. "I-I've always wanted to be like you when I play football with my team."

Marcus's smile widened at Cameron's words.

"That's fantastic, Cameron! Keep working hard, and who knows, maybe one day you'll be playing for Manchester United too," he encouraged, his words filled with genuine warmth and encouragement.

Encouraged by Marcus's friendly demeanor, Cameron slowly began to relax. With Harry's reassuring presence beside him, he found the courage to step out from behind his father's leg and engage in conversation with his idol.

Harry, holding onto Dexter with his other hand to prevent him from wandering off again, watched proudly as Cameron and Marcus chatted animatedly. Despite Cameron's initial nervousness, his admiration for Marcus shone through, and Harry couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at his son's bravery.

And as they continued to talk, Cameron's stutter gradually faded away, replaced by an excited chatter as he eagerly shared his love for football with his idol. In that moment, surrounded by his father's support and the friendly encouragement of Marcus Rashford, Cameron felt like anything was possible.

As their conversation with Marcus continued, he noticed the excitement radiating from both Cameron and Dexter.

With a warm smile, Marcus gently interrupted their chatter.

"Hey guys, would you like to take a photo together?" he offered, extending his arms towards them.

Cameron's eyes lit up with excitement, while Dexter's face broke into a wide grin.

"Yes, please!" Cameron exclaimed, eager to capture the moment with their idol.

Marcus chuckled warmly as he scooped Dexter into one arm and Cameron into the other.

"Alright, let's get a picture," he said, positioning them carefully for the shot.

As Marcus held onto the boys, he glanced over at Harry, who stood nearby, watching with a proud smile.

"Would you like to join us in the photo?" Marcus asked, extending an invitation to Cameron and Dexter's father.

Harry's heart swelled with gratitude at the gesture.

"Absolutely," he replied, stepping forward to join the group.

With Harry now in the frame, another player from the team stepped forward to take the photo.

"Say cheese!" he called out, readying the camera.

Cameron, Dexter, and Harry beamed with excitement as the photo was taken, capturing the moment they shared with Marcus Rashford. As the shutter clicked, Harry felt a sense of overwhelming gratitude, knowing that this experience would be a cherished memory for years to come.

After the photo was taken, Cameron ran straight over to Harry, his eyes shining with tears of joy.

"Daddy, I love you so much! This has been the best day ever!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms around Harry in a tight hug.

Touched by Cameron's heartfelt words, Harry wrapped his arms around his son, holding him close.

"I love you too, Cam. M’so glad we could share this special moment together," he replied, his voice filled with emotion.

Feeling left out of the hug, Dexter toddled over, his arms outstretched.

"Me too! Hug, Daddy!" he chimed in, joining the embrace with a giggle.

Harry couldn't help but laugh at Dexter's enthusiasm, his heart overflowing with love for his two sons. Pulling them both close, he held them tightly, savoring the moment of pure happiness and love.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, laughter mingled with tears of joy. In that moment, surrounded by the love of his family, Harry felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the beautiful memories they had created together. And as they headed home, hand in hand, he knew that this day would be etched in their hearts forever.

[harrysfolklore]

omg you need to do a blurb about them having a family walk with their newborn child in the pram!! i loved this!

a year ago i wrote this blurb and this is the continuation !! some dadrry for the soul this christmas. HAPPY HOLIDAYS I LOVE YOU ALL !!

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“Are you sure he’s warm enough?” Harry asked, adjusting your baby’s beanie resting on his little head.

“Relax, darling. He’s going to be okay.” Anne beat you to answer him, showing a tender smile that never failed to make both of you relax when you were stressed about something regarding your baby.

Two months ago, you and Harry became parents of a sweet, healthy and gorgeous boy, and your life has been full of love and light ever since.

Surely, there were a lot of stressful moments trying to balance out everything that came along with becoming parents, but you always had each other and your families to get through them.

Once again, Christmas was held at yours and Harry’s place, with your Styles family coming down to celebrate and mostly gush over your baby, everyone still over the moon about how much he looked like Harry.

You were getting ready to take a walk down the neighborhood, an being the overprotective dad that he is, Harry was worried about your baby not being warm enough for the cold weather outside.

“He has like four layers of clothing, lovie. It’s okay.” you said as you approached him and took the boy from his arms, kissing his forehead softly before placing him on the pram.

After Harry checked that his baby was comfortable and warm one final time, all of you headed outside, enjoying the greenery and homely atmosphere that made you fall in love with the neighborhood when you and Harry were looking for a house before getting married.

“Do you remember last year?” Harry broke the comfortable silence, the rest of his family was walking a few steps ahead so only you could hear him, “We were walking around here too, and you were thrilled because our first Christmas dinner was a success.”

“I remember,” you looked up at him, melting at the sight of him pushing the pram where your baby was comfortably laying, “It was our first Christmas as a married couple at our own house, I needed to make a good impression.”

“And you did, wifey,” he winked at you, “Remember that I also said that we would be parents by next Christmas?” he smiled widely at his own words, “And look at us now.”

“You did say that,” you mimicked his smile, “What? Were you already planning when to knock me up back then?”

He shrugged before grabbing your head from the side and placing a kiss on the crown of it.

“I always knew I wanted you to be the mother of my children, I mean have you seen him? He’s perfect just like you are.”

“Come on, he looks just like you,” you rolled your eyes with affection, “I’m actually kinda pissed about it, I carried him inside of me for nine months and he came out as a carbon copy of you.”

“Don’t worry, baby. When we have a girl she’s going to look exactly like you. Perfect little thing like her mama.”

“And I assume that’s in your plans for next year?”

“That’s in my plans for next year.”

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A fluffy little number 10 (5 words) for the blurb night🥺

"I miss you every day."

pairing: Harry Styles x popstar!reader

summary: YN is away and Harry is back home with their two kids - Judie and Teddy. When the name 'mama' is mentioned they just need to call her.

word count: 1k

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“Judie. Please, put your brother down,” Harry said to his older child, seeing how Jude was lifting Teddy up and moving him somewhere else.

“But daddy. But daddy,” Jude repeated, fixing the laughing Teddy in his arms. “Teddy was falling on his bum! I don’t want him to fall.” 

Jude had a sad look on his face. From the moment Theodore, or Teddy like everybody called him, was born, Jude was very protective of him and his mother. Harry couldn’t get close to YN without Jude’s consent (that was based on asking his mum if she wanted him to let his dad through). But with days and weeks passing by, Jude learned that no one close to him wanted to harm his brother or mother. It didn’t change how his protectiveness stayed with him one year in the future though.

“Oh, I understand, Judie.” Harry kneeled in front of his children, being eye-to-eye with Jude. “But, Teddy is learning how to walk. You need to let him learn so he can run around the garden with you.” 

“But when you run you can fall and, and hurt your knee, or hands, or, or head. I did! Remember when I, when I fall long long time ago? I have an owie now.”

Judie forgot that he was holding Teddy and wanted to show his father the scar that formed on his left knee from two years ago. It was a bad fall that stopped Harry’s heart when he witnessed it. 

“Be careful,” Harry said, putting his hands around Teddy to hold him up.

“Oopsie. I’m sorry, little brother,” Judie whispered. “Can I kiss your cheek?”

“I think that Teddy would really love it if you did,” Harry encouraged, turning Teddy towards Jude. 

“But he didn’t say yes. You daddy and mummy say people have to wait for a, what was it called, daddy?”

“A green light.”

“Yes! Green light! And Teddy don’t have one.”

“I’m very happy that you remembered our conversation, Judie. Good job!” Harry smiled, feeling proud of his son. “We also talked about the fact that Teddy can’t speak yet.”

“He can! You are so silly, daddy!”

“Am I?” Harry laughed, tickling Judie with the right arm, the left one leaving secure around Teddy.

“Stop, daddy! Tickles, tickles!” Judie broke into laughter. “Teddy say ‘mama’!” 

Judie sat in front of his younger brother, unruly locks covering his eyes. He waited patiently for Theodore to stop picking on his father’s beard. Harry grasped gently Teddy’s hand that was yanking his facial hair, kissing it a few times. 

“Say mama, little guy.”

Thedore’s eyes lit up at the name of his favourite person. From the moment he was born, he was just like a magnet, wanting to be as close as possible to his mum. When he started crawling, he’d followed her everywhere. And his first word was ‘dada’, ironically. The last few days, when YN wasn’t at home, were hard on the two boys, but Harry was the best father they could have asked for. 

“Mama!” 

“Yay!” Jude stood up and started jumping up and down. He did his ‘happy dance’, wiggling his body from left to right, making Teddy clap his hands in amusement. 

“Do you want to call mama, boys?”

The scream coming from Jude’s throat was enough confirmation. He sprinted to the couch, sitting comfortably between two pillows - like always when they were calling YN. 

“Daddy, daddy! Can I hold Taddy?”

“Yes, you can. But remember to be very gentle and secure, yeah?”

“Yes!” 

Teddy was sitten in his older brother’s arms, looking up at him and giving him his sweet, toothy smile. Harry at the same moment was trying to FaceTime YN on his phone. 

“Hello?” 

“Mama! Hi!” Judie greeted his mum, smiling from ear to ear. 

“Hello, my big boy! And hello, you little guy,” YN said to her kids. “How are you guys?”

“Mama, mama I safe Judie today!”

“Oh, did you? What happened?”

“He fall on his bum!”

“Did he? Was he trying to get up from the ground?”

“Yes! How do you know?” Jude asked with big eyes, in shock.

“Teddy is learning how to walk, baby. He wants to be able to walk and run and play with you.”

“That’s what dad said. You are really smart, daddy.”

“Oh, thank you, Judie.” Harry smiled at his son, kissing his head. “Am I smart because I said what mum did?”

“Yes! She is super smart. But I love you both. Super much.” 

Judie was nodding his head, agreeing with himself that his parents were really the best. 

“We love you too, Judie.” 

Then the comfortable silence took over their call. Judie played with Teddy’s fingers when he tried to bite them and get relief from his achy gums. Harry was admiring his wife, counting hours till she would be back home with him and their kids. 

“I miss you, mummy.” Jude said sadly, tears in his eyes. 

Harry immediately scooted over to him and embraced him tightly. 

“Judie, I miss you everyday, every hour and minute. I need to stay with granny for a little more time and then I am coming back to you.”

“Tomorrow?”

“No, baby. Not tomorrow, but soon. I will call daddy when. Okay?”

“It’s taking so long,” Judie complained. “Can you hurry up?”

“I’ll try. But hey, did you finish that cosmo project granda bought you?”

Jude’s eyes widened. He forgot. 

“Daddy, hold Teddy. I need to work!” 

And just like that Jude was off the living room and on his way to the bedroom when the lay-out of the solar system was waiting for him to finish. Harry placed his youngest in his arms and took the phone in his hand. 

“Hi, love.”

“Hi, baby. How are you holding up?”

“Great. Mum was here today to help me meal-prep for the week. We cleaned all over the house while Jude and Teddy were having their naps. Ate dinner and soon is the time for the baths and making them go to sleep.” 

“You’re doing great, Harry.” 

Harry smiled at the screen, winking at YN. “I miss you.”

“I miss you, too. I should be back in four days and then I am all yours.”

“I like the sound of that.”

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The Birds and the Bees /blurb/

AN: i randomly thought of this concept and finally decided to write it out. hope you enjoy and please make sure to leave your feedback.

This story contains: mentions of sex, slight angst, mostly fluff

{ dadrry - soft!harry - au harry - daughters Jane (10) and Juniper (5) }

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While you announce your pregnancy to your two daughters, your oldest decides to blurt out the word sex in regards to how babies are made and that leads to your curious five year old asking a million questions.

This was not how you intended on having the sex talk with your five year old daughter. You meant to explain how a baby got in your tummy on a more kid friendly level but your oldest, Jane, just had to blurt out the word sex as you were announcing your pregnancy and it kind of forced you and Harry to give a brief explanation as to what sex was.

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"Your mummy has a baby growin' in her belly. She's gonna have another baby." Harry shares to your kids as they sat at the dinner table. You wanted the pregnancy announcement to be simple so doing it over dinner just felt right.

Your ten year old Jane jumps for joy. "Yay, gonna be a big sister again." Your five year old, Juniper, sits there with a bit of confusion on her face.

"But mummy," Juniper begins to ask, "how did a baby get in your tummy?"

"Well......" you start but get interrupted by Jane blurting out, "They had sex." Both you and Harry's face pales over. How does your ten year old know what sex is and why did she blurt it out for your overly curious youngest child to hear.

"Mummy, daddy, what's sex?" Juniper questions.

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Let's just say you and Harry tried explaining what sex was without getting too graphic and hope that satisfied her little brain.

Now, a week later, Juniper's teacher has called Harry and yourself into the school for a parent-teacher meeting. You hope everything is alright. Juniper is usually very well behaved. Just sometimes you know she can get a little hyperactive and she does talk a bit too much at the wrong times but she gets that from her daddy.

You and Harry shake Juniper's teachers hand as you enter the small private room. "Hello, Mrs and Mr Styles. Welcome, come in."

"Is everythin' alright?" Harry questions as you both sit down across from Ms. White.

Ms. White has a gentle smile on her face and answers honestly, "Oh, well, almost alright. See, Juniper is a bright young student. She has a very bright imagination. Loves learning new things. But, over this past week she's been overly sharing that well, her parents had sex and are having a baby. Even telling other students what sex is. I'm all for sex education and teaching them young but for her to be sharing it with other five and sex year olds, it can become a problem."

You and Harry sit there, faces going pale as embarrassment washes over your features. "Um, well me and my husband announced to our children we are having another baby and um..."

Ms. White interrupts with a small, "Congratulations." which you both reply with, "Thank you." at the same time.

Then you continue, "Basically our oldest daughter Jane, she sorta blurted out the word sex when Juniper asked how the baby got in my stomach. So of course we had her asking questions of what sex was and we thought it was only right to give her answers so she wouldn't have to hear it from her peers later on. We had no idea she'd come to school and share the information we told her."

"We will definitely have a talk with her when we get home." Harry adds and that was the end of the meeting.

Now later in the day at home, Harry and yourself sit down with Juniper to discuss what Ms. White had talked to you about earlier.

"Juniper baby," Harry starts softly, "you know how we explained to you a few days ago how the baby got inside mummy's tummy?"

Sitting across from him on the couch, she nods and rambles, "Yes, you and mummy had sex. When you put your magical wand inside mummy and gave her seeds that grow a baby."

You roll your eyes at how Harry had explained sex to your five year old the other day. Like you said earlier, you didn't want to be too graphic so you dumbed it down for her little brain to hear. But you also didn't want to lie and say a stork brought a baby to you.

"Yes," Harry answers, "you're right. But, that's something you don't share with your friends at school, okay. It's private. You can tell them your mummy is havin' a baby but you can not tell them your parents had sex. That's totally inappropriate for school. Sex is NOT a bad word but it is a word that refers to somethin' grown ups do in private. Understand?"

Juniper looks a bit confused but nods her head anyways and replies, "Okay, I got it."

"Thank you, sweetheart. Me and daddy loves you alot and we don't want you to get in trouble again at school for speaking and sharing that word with your classmates." you say, reaching out to hug your daughter. Harry joins in and you three have a group hug.

You're sure that when Juniper is older you and Harry can greatly embarrass her with the story of the time she found out what sex was and shared it with all her peers. But for now, you wish Juniper can stay small forever and be your baby for a while longer.

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The Haircut

just a little (long) blurb about the new haircut! part of the young!dadrry universe, which can be found on my masterlist

enjoy!!

“Hey, Mama?”

“Yeah, H?”

“Can you do me a favor?”

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“So, why did you want me to cut your hair? I thought Jeff asked you about it before we left London.”

Harry tried not to move much because his hair was between Y/n’s fingers as she snipped away. “He did.”

“And you didn’t get it done beforehand because...”

“I like when you do it,” he said simply.

Y/n didn’t bother hiding her blush. During lockdown, she took on the mantle of keeping Harry and the rest of the Styles family groomed. Afterwards, Harry went back to getting his hair styled professionally, but she thought him asking her to do it was sweet.

“Your fans are gonna riot,” she said, running a hand through his hair to find the next strand to trim. “Not to mention your children.”

Harry’s fans weren’t the only ones who loved his longer hair. Each one of their kids, from Simone all the way down to little Natalia, loved their dad’s hair, gripping a piece of it in their tiny fists whenever he held one of them in his arms.

He merely shrugged, as much as he could with Y/n still cutting his hair. “I feel like it puts me in the right mindset for a show.”

Y/n and Harry sat in silence after that; she had a feeling he was enjoying having her full attention, a rare occurrence now that they had six children.

Six. Some days Y/n still had a hard time wrapping her head around it. They started their family when they were so young—just teenagers—and now Simone was ten years old.

But the decision to expand their family wasn’t made until Harry and Y/n were older, after Harry wasn’t in One Direction anymore, and the rules weren’t so strict, and they felt like they were ready to take care of another baby—as ready as anyone can be, anyway.

So then came Collette, and then the twins, Julian and Maeve, shortly after. Y/n was sure that four children was plenty, had told Harry she would go back on birth control again when she found the time. He pouted, but agreed, especially since they were now raising two infants at the same time instead of just one. But then lockdown happened, and Harry was around a whole lot more than he normally was, and Geneva was the result. Their last child, Natalia, also came as a surprise, though no one but Harry and Y/n thought so. But she was the perfect addition to their family, and Harry and Y/n couldn’t have been happier.

“Are you all coming tomorrow night?” Harry asked, breaking the silence.

Y/n had moved to face Harry in order to get some of the pieces right at his hairline. “It’s a school night, my love, remember? But we’ll be there Friday.”

Harry nodded, understanding, though Y/n knew he loved when all of his babies watched him perform. Now that Simone and Collette were old enough to be in school, Y/n and the kids couldn’t travel with Harry unless it was during summer or winter break. They’d had lots of discussions about homeschooling so the family could be together more, but ultimately decided their children needed as much of a normal upbringing as possible, and honestly, homeschool would just mean more work for Y/n when she was already juggling so much.

“Can you call the sitter?” he asked.

Frowning a little, Y/n paused what she was doing and tipped her husband’s chin up with a finger. She could sense there was something he was thinking about, but wasn’t saying. “What’s wrong?”

Harry met her gaze, his hair now short and cleared away from his face. Y/n wouldn’t lie, she loved when his hair was on the longer side too, but she did think this haircut suited him as well.

He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Nothing’s wrong. I just like when you’re there. You missed the entire last leg of the tour. And I know why, but I just miss having you, all of you, around.”

“I know. We miss you too, H,” Y/n sighed, her heart squeezing at the look on her husband’s face.

Harry was quick to pull her into his lap, content to wait before finishing up his haircut. He tipped forward until his nose was pressed against her chest and breathed in deeply, and Y/n held him tightly.

She knew why he was so down without him having to express himself fully. Since Simone was a baby, he always became anxious about leaving for long periods of time, and the next leg of his tour was booked out for the next few months. It was a long time, especially when young kids were involved.

Raising a family while Harry traveled the world wasn’t easy. There were of course the good moments where Harry was able to spend time with Y/n and the kids, using old tactics to sneak around and find someplace private while they spent the day together. And Y/n loved seeing the world too. She loved seeing Harry perform and point him out to Collette or Maeve or Julian as he danced onstage. “That’s your Dadda,” she would say, helping them dance or clap along to the music.

And so things slowly went back to normal, or perhaps better than normal. They were with life at home and learning the delicate balance their family operated on. He loved music and performing, but all of that could wait.

But then of course there were the more difficult moments, where Y/n and the kids had to stay home while Harry toured. There were arguments about missing recitals and games and whether those tacked on extra nights on tour were really worth it when Y/n felt like she was raising their kids by herself. “I had dreams of my own, you know,” she said once. She regretted it immediately, especially when she would never change her life for a moment. But it had to be said. Y/n felt like she was on an island by herself while her husband travelled all over the world on huge tours. And when he was home, he was working on new music. Things were supposed to be different after One Direction. Harry promised that life would be different, but they weren't, and Y/n was going to keep putting up with it.

Harry came home from tour and more harsh words were shared. He tried to convince her that he could fix everything, but she was way past believing in him, and then they were both alone. Harry eventually came home, determined to make things right. He felt like a part of him would always be making up for letting his family down. Y/n tried to tell him that wasn't necessary anymore, especially when she became pregnant again because she wouldn't be having her fifth child with him if she didn't believe in him, but he wouldn’t hear it. “We’re a team,” he’d said. “We’ve always been a team. Letting you down will always be my greatest regret. I’m sorry.”

But things were a little different now. Half their children were older and Natalia wasn’t even walking yet, though all of them needed stability. With just one look at Harry, Y/n knew what was bothering him.

“You’re a great dad, H.”

And since they were as alone as they could be raising six kids, Harry felt comfortable to shake his head against her. Y/n continued to hold him, letting him get out whatever he needed to.

“I—I don’t want to feel like a stranger in my own home, my own family.”

There were times where Harry would come home from a long tour stretch and Geneva or Maeve or Julian wouldn’t like to be held by him. Because to them, as infants, he was unfamiliar. It killed Harry, the realization that he’d been gone too long that his own children would cry when he picked them up or look at him without an ounce of recognition. It was why shortly after his first tour as a solo artist he decided to take a break from touring and making music. The fight with Y/n was part of it, but at the end of the day, Harry just wanted to be a dad, and wanted to give Y/n a chance to pursue a career after being a full time stay at home mom for so many years. He had been so used to One Direction’s style of working in the industry, which was to say that you never stopped. But it put a strain on his relationships then, and it was doing the same thing as a new solo artist. He wanted a different life, a different approach to his passion, so he decided to slow down, focus on being a dad and a partner. It was how Y/n eventually went back to school and picked up styling hair.

She saw all of it written on Harry’s face, all the insecurity and fear. Each one plaguing him despite how proud she was of his success as an artist and a father. He didn’t give himself enough credit, not nearly enough. Their family had this life because of him.

“I’ll figure something out,” Y/n promised, kissing his forehead.

Harry shook his head, the ends of his hair tickling her nose. “You don’t have to, Mama. I know school is—”

“Family is important too,” she said, knowing what he had been about to say.

He nodded, but didn’t say anything else.

Y/n kissed him once on the lips before standing up again. School would be out soon, and Geneva and Natalia would be waking up from their naps any minute now. As usual, Y/n would pick up while Harry took care of the little ones, as the knowledge of the Styles family remained a secret all these years. Some people knew, of course. The first time the secret had unintentionally been revealed being when Simone gave a report about her family tree, and her teacher called Y/n in for a meeting to tell her that her daughter believed her dad was a world famous musician. That was quite the parent-teacher conference, but she and Harry handled it. So teachers and administration knew, and NDAs were handed out left and right to protect the children’s privacy, but it was easier for Y/n to pick up the kids from school as opposed to Harry.

“And...There! All done.”

Y/n handed a mirror to Harry so he could inspect her handiwork. She’d seen his hair done enough that she knew what he liked, but she opted for something ever so slightly different, leaving a little more hair on the top so it would curl on his forehead some. She thought it framed his face better than when he pushed it back.

“I look younger,” he said, eyes still on the handheld mirror.

“You look handsome,” Y/n replied. “Or you will once you shave that thing off your lip.”

That definitely got his attention. “Hey.”

“I’m kidding,” Y/n teased. She kissed him on the cheek. “Kind of.”

“Come here,” Harry demanded.

He grabbed ahold of his wife’s waist before kissing her all over. His stubble scratched her neck, her jaw, her cheeks, as Harry moved around, planting loud, opened-mouthed kisses everywhere he could.

Y/n shrieked and giggled, trying to push away from him, but to no avail. “Harry! Ha—”

A cry sounded from the baby monitor sitting on the coffee table. Geneva. Harry and Y/n paused, waiting to see if she would turn over and go back to sleep or if she was truly awake.

Another cry, followed by a different one from another monitor.

“I’ll get Natalia,” Y/n said, and this time Harry let her go.

“GiGi,” Harry replied.

Like a team breaking from a huddle, they went to their daughters’ rooms to bring an end to the crying and met back downstairs to change and feed them. By now, Y/n and Harry were practically a well-oiled machine. They moved around each other to fill bottles and strap the girls into high chairs, and finished with singing‘Itsy Bitsy Spider’ when Geneva showed signs that she was about to cry. It was a system that worked for many years when they were at home together, and one that was perfected during lockdown. Before long, Geneva was sucking on a pouch while Natalia slowly brought yogurt chips to her mouth.

Harry raised his arm up, and Y/n met him halfway for the high five. Distance or no, they always made a good team.

Once the girls were fed, Y/n began getting ready to pick up the rest of their children. Harry kept the girls entertained, but she felt his eyes track her throughout the kitchen. Once she was done, she went over to him and gave him a kiss.

“How about we go to the venue for rehearsal, stay for the opening act and the first couple songs, and then I’ll take the kids home early,” she said against his hair, rubbing a hand up and down his arm.

“Really?”

She kissed his cheek. “I told you I would figure something out.”

Harry grinned down at her. “You always do.”

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Later that night, the Styles residence was filled with its usual commotion.

“I want Elsa!”

“We watched Frozen last week!”

“Elsa!”

“Mama, can we have chocolate?”

“I want to sit next to Daddy!”

“Move over!”

Harry tipped his head back against the couch and prayed for patience.

He thought a movie would be a fun way to end the night, and while he wasn’t sure why Y/n gave him a look of caution before, he certainly did now. His wife, of course, was upstairs putting Geneva and Natalia to bed while he got the movie set up, though now he guessed Y/n was letting him deal with all the chaos while she hid.

But Harry didn’t particularly care. He loved being home and being part of all the craziness, even the silly fights over what movie they were going to watch.

Julian, the only boy in the Styles family, sat in his father’s lap quietly, almost like he was just waiting for Simone and Maeve to stop fighting over what they were going to watch. His hair was long and curled at the ends, a result of him crying and screaming every time Y/n tried to take him to get his hair cut or do it herself. So they eventually gave up and let Jules grow it out.

“What do you want to watch?” Harry asked his son.

Julian shrugged and curled himself against Harry’s chest. It seemed he was content to just be with his dad, and Harry couldn’t help but agree.

However, when Maeve tried to rip the remote out of Simone’s hands, Harry finally stepped in.

“Alright. Saturday we’ll watch Elsa. Tonight we’ll let Simone pick. Come here, Maeve.”

Maeve was a spitfire like her mother, loud where Jules was quiet. He never imagined a preschooler to be so opinionated, but she always had something to say.

Giving up, Maeve took the spot on Harry’s right. Collette was on his left, tracing the tattoos on his arm absentmindedly. Simone finally settled on a movie, and by some kind of miracle, the house went quiet as the opening credits rolled.

He hadn’t been doing a typical tour recently, which helped him be at home more, but being at home was almost as exhausting as being on the road. He watched the cartoon with Julian on his chest, Maeve and Collette on either side of him, but before long, his eyes began to droop, each blink becoming more prolonged than the last until he didn’t open them again.

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Y/n came downstairs once GiGi and Natalia were fast asleep. She had lunches to pack and breast milk to pump before tucking the rest of her little ones into bed, but it wouldn’t take too long.

Half expecting utter chaos, Y/n’s eyes widened at the scene in front of her. Harry was fast asleep, and so was Julian, who rested on top of him, one hand up by his dad’s neck like he was reaching for something that wasn’t there anymore. Maeve dozed beside Harry, and Collette was getting close. Simone was the only one wide awake and watching the movie, her choice by the looks of it.

Y/n went over to her oldest and kissed the top of her dark hair. “How long has everyone been out?”

“Dad lasted about twenty minutes, I think.”

“A record for him,” Y/n mused.

Simone grinned wide. Seeing how long Harry lasted during a movie was something of an ongoing joke between them, and Y/n liked to think her oldest daughter liked that they shared something that was just between the two of them.

“Will you help me get Maeve upstairs?”

Nodding, Simone paused her movie and took her sister into her arms while Y/n grabbed Collette. She took Julian up next, tucking him into his racecar bed before turning on his night light and closing the door. Harry was still out cold when Y/n came back down, but Simone was at his side while she resumed the movie.

By the time the movie ended, Y/n was wrapping up in the kitchen and Harry was stretching his arms after his impromptu nap. Blinking with bleary eyes, he said, “Sorry, bug. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

Simone grinned over the top of his head at her mom, who shot her daughter a wink. “That’s okay.”

Harry looked between his two girls like he was missing something, but didn’t comment on it. “Come on. Up to bed then.”

Simone kissed her dad on the cheek, then skipped over to Y/n to do the same to her before going upstairs, leaving Harry and Y/n alone in the dark.

Looking around, Harry realized all of his children had gone to bed at some point. “I swear we have more than one kid.”

“They’re all fast asleep.”

“Really?”

“Mmhm.”

“Well then,” Harry said, his voice low after being asleep. “Might need to take advantage of this rare moment to ourselves.”

Y/n sat herself down on his lap and ran a hand through his short hair. “You know, I can’t help but agree.”

There wasn’t much talking after that. Harry was quick to capture Y/n’s bottom lip between his own, pulling her as close as she could possibly be. Y/n kissed him back, sighing as he brushed his tongue against hers again and again. She kneaded the muscles in his shoulders, gripping hard when a hand dipped beneath the waistband of her jeans.

“Love you,” Harry panted, kissing the spot where her jaw met her ear.

“Love—”

Y/n couldn’t get the words out fast enough before he was on her again, pushing her into the couch until she was spread across it.

They didn’t take it much further than that. Y/n knew Harry was too tired for more, but she didn’t mind. Sometimes kissing and touching took her back to a time when they were younger and only had one baby to look after. It made her realize that even after all these years, they were still crazy for each other.

Eventually tiredness won out, and they went upstairs, though Harry kissed Y/n’s neck the whole way to their room. It stopped, however, when they entered their bedroom and he realized they weren’t alone anymore.

“My money’s on Jules,” Harry said softly.

“Could be Collette,” Y/n countered.

They crept into the room towards the bed, and upon closer inspection, they realized Harry was right. Julian was asleep on Y/n’s side of the bed, his stuffed Mickey Mouse tucked under one arm.

Shrugging, they went about their nightly routines and got into bed. Harry kissed his wife once mumbling, “Love you, Mama,” before setting his head down on the pillow.

When Harry woke up, there were three more children in his bed, one of them on top of him completely. An excellent start to his morning, if you asked him.

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user20 jacob lost the baddest woman ever

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glenne_azoff it’s luca’s birthday tomorrow, let the whole world know!

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harry_lambert awe how cute 🥰

jefezoff luca is going to have the best birthday party ever

harrystyles Can’t wait to attend!

yourinstagram can’t wait to see you h ❤️

glenne_azoff i have my eyes on you two

pillowpersonpp me too!!!

kidharpoon you gotta love children’s birthday parties

alessandro_michele happy early birthday little darling luca 🎉

annetwist so adorable!

mitchrowland luca, my best bud

_basselin cutest little boy ever 🥰

gemmastyles harry said y/n was beautiful but not this beautiful

harrystyles Gemma.

yourinstagram i appreciate it harry!!!

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harryflorals HARRY AT Y/N L/N SON’S BIRTHDAY PARTY TODAY!

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harryfan20 his outfit 🙏

harryfan25 I SERIOUSLY LOVE HIM

harryfan29 it’s giving stepdad harry

harryfan22 we need stepdadrry…it’s a must

harryfan26 DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT MEANS

harryfan30 omg omg omg

harryfan21 y/n went to harry’s show the other day and then he is at her son’s birthday party…what is happening

harryfan23 jacob was probably in the corner shaking

harryfan27 harry is the cutest ever 😭

harryfan31 his fit is literally dad harry

harryfan34 i thank god everyday for letting me live the same time as harry styles

harryfan36 didn’t y/n just break up with jacob?

harryfan32 they broke up last year but didn’t announce it until last week…

harryfan35 jacob: 👁 👄 👁

harryfan37 leave y/n and her kids alone…you guys are weird

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yourinstagram happy birthday to my best friend! you are truly the best company ever, every single minute i spend with you makes me a better person. i love you bubba!

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harryfan40 THIS IS SO CUTE

harryfan43 i just noticed luca looks like jacob so much… it’s insane

harrystyles Happy birthday bubba!

yourinstagram lu said thank you 🥰

harryfan46 STEPDAD HARRY I’M CRYING

harryfan48 i dropped down onto my knees after i read his comment

glenne_azoff it’s luca’s day!!!

harryfan41 he’s so adorable

pillowpersonpp HOW SWEET ❤️

harryfan44 this is the cutest thing i’ve ever seen

harry_lambert plain cuties

harryfan49 y/n constantly proves everyone that she’s a better parent than jacob

alessandro_michele luca has the best mother, he’s so blessed

harryfan42 mother of the year award goes to…y/n!

gemmastyles have the best day luca 💖

harryfan45 she parents so well

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jacobelordi Please read.

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ayaeyamamoto pre harry show!

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harryfan55 SHE IS SO GORGEOUS

harryfan50 @harrystyles don’t fumble the bag…

harrystyles Such a beautiful woman.

yourinstagram i adore you sue! ❤️

harryfan57 did he just…

harryfan52 i can’t blame harry at all, y/n is so beautiful

pillowpersonpp she took my breath away

harryfan54 MILF MILF MILF 😫

harry_lambert the most prettiest

harryfan58 you just know jacob is punching the wall right now 😭

harryfan51 he fumbled the bag so bad

annetwist so gorgeous darling 💖

harryfan56 how can you break up with this woman…

glenne_azoff that’s my beautiful best friend!

harryfan59 y/n’s beauty is unmatched

_basselin she is really stunning

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[missmielyhoran]

Stages of grief

in which Y/N's life crumbles after her husband of 5 years cheats on her...

(Cheating!Harry × Actress!reader)

Masterlist

There are a lot of characters in this. I'm sorry...

• Harry Styles- 28

Singer, songwriter, actor, model, etc etc

Married to Y/N Monet

Children- Amie Monet-Styles, Emiel Monet (Stepson)

• Y/N Monet- 33

Actress, Producer

Married to Harry Styles

Children- Amie Monet-Styles, Emiel Monet

• Hayden Monet- 28

Not married, no kids

• Elliot Martin- 33

Music teacher

Married to Bran Martin

Children- Emiel Monet

• Sebastian Stan- 39

Not married, no kids

Series-

1. Denial

2. Anger

3. Bargaining

4. Depression

5. Acceptance

6. Moving on

Blurbs/Request-

• Stages of love- Harry and Y/N's relationship before Stages of grief

you can send me requests here♡

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

Dad!Harry Fics!**

These are the things I've written with dad!Harry themes:) They're more wholesome than not (even the smut)

** - smut ^ - angst

Blurbs:

Harry loves telling his daughter his and Y/N’s love story Harry is a single dad and his daughter gets her first period Harry is homesick so Y/N visits with their baby Y/N is 7mos. pregnant and has a car accident^ (fluffy ending) You're about to have your and Harry's first baby

One Shots:

Come So Far^ - Y/N and Harry try to piece their lives together after he cheats on her. (Part 2 of this request) Baby Fever** - The one where Harry has baby fever and he can’t wait to start a family with Y/N. No Kids** - After their second baby comes Harry & Y/N have been so busy that they’ve had a 6 month dry spell and Harry’s looking to fix that. ASAP.

Series:

The Divorce - After several years of marriage and two children Y/N’s worried that Harry’s not been himself. Then, Y/N sees something she clearly wasn’t supposed to. (3 parts) (Ongoing) Young American- Y/N get’s offered the opportunity of a lifetime, an apprenticeship at English Graffiti, world renowned tattoo artist, Eddie Chan’s first American shop. However, an unnerving rivalry brews between her and one of Eddie’s old apprentices and best artists, Harry Styles. 🎃 (LONG! parts 18-20 have the baby stuff) (Ongoing) Wonderful World - Harry is a psychiatrist who starts to see a young girl named Celeste. As time goes on he starts to find himself developing feelings for Celeste’s mother, Diana. Despite his many accomplishments, once they come into his life he realizes that his life is a bit empty. But there is no way he can pursue the woman he wants, it’s unethical and it could put his entire career in jeopardy.

[midnightmoonytales]

Harry Potter Masterlist

Lightening Era

Fred Weasley

Sleepy Mornings: Quiet mornings weren't something you nor Fred are allowed very often. Both of you were busy working and didn't allow free time. Settling into a quiet morning, limbs intertwined. No worries, the only focus is on each other.

Apple Pie and Secrecy: Spending Christmas with those you loved after many years of being unable, filled your heart with so much love. Worries of unloyalty floating through the air...what will happen.

George Weasley

**To come**

Bill Weasley

**to come**

Charlie Weasley

**to come**

Harry Potter

**to come**

Draco Malfoy

Last of Us: PT 1 This is the tale of how we children were forced to bear our fangs from a young age, to never trust anyone and icy glares at whoever was a threat. Venom soared through our veins, fulfilling our parents' duty, which was forcibly placed upon us. Wishing for a break, a chance to run. But what happens when we don't run soon enough?

Shut It!: An eventful dinner with your friends in the Great Hall. Slytherin Gang Headcanons Slytherin Gang Headcanons 2 Slytherin Gang as Stiles from Teen Wolf

Fun by the Lake!: It's a hot day on Saturday in April; nowhere you go can you run from the heat. The only solution is a fun day at the lake with your friends.

Pansy Parkinson

Shut It!: An eventful dinner with your friends in the Great Hall.

Slytherin Gang Headacanons Slytherin Gang Headcanons 2 Slytherin Gang as Stiles from Teen Wolf

Fun by the lake!: It's a hot day on Saturday in April; nowhere you go can you run from the heat. The only solution is a fun day at the lake with your friends.

Air So Sweet: Inspired by "Air So Sweet" by Dodie

Mattheo Riddle

Shut it!: An eventful dinner with your friends in the Great Hall.

Forbidden Detention: Mattheo and Theodore drag you into one of their little schemes, resulting in the three of you getting detention. What will they do when they seem to have lost you in the forbidden forest.

Slytherin Gang Headcanons Slytherin Gang Headcanons 2 Slytherin Gang as Siles From Teen Wolf

Fun by the Lake!: It's a hot day on Saturday in April; nowhere you go can you run from the heat. The only solution is a fun day at the lake with your friends.

Theodore Nott

Forbidden Detention: Mattheo and Theodore drag you into one of their little schemes, resulting in the three of you getting detention. What will they do when they seem to have lost you in the forbidden forest.

Slytherin Gang Heacanons Slytherin Gang Headcanons 2 Shut It: An eventful dinner with your friends in the Great Hall. Slytherin Gang as Stiles From Teen Wolf

Fun by the Lake!: It's a hot day on Saturday in April; nowhere you go can you run from the heat. The only solution is a fun day at the lake with your friends.

Marauders Era

Remus Lupin

Golden Love Moodboard

Slipping through my fingers: Watching his little girl grow up had to be one of his favorite things to see, but also one of the saddest. Every pivotal moment of her life flashed through his mind, even to this one now.

Sirius Black

Slipping through my fingers: Watching his little girl grow up had to be one of his favorite things to see, but also one of the saddest. Every pivotal moment of her life flashed through his mind, even to this one now.

James Potter

Jegulily Imagine

Lily Evans

Jegulily Imagine

Severus Snape

Pride and Prejudice blurb: Severus Snape Showers you with love Pride and Prejudice style.

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[itsrorysstuff]

About me

Hey! Welcome to my blog. I’m Rory, I write for Julien baker only right now but maybe I’ll open it up to other people soon. Requests are open and encouraged! I don’t have many rules there, just don’t be weird or hateful. I do fluff and smut, maybe angst if you really wanted. blurbs, headcanons, and fics usually. Men dni. I write in first person for my fics but second person for my headcanons and maybe my blurbs. The reader uses she/her/hers and if it’s smut has female features. Now for some things about me…

-my favorite color is purple

-I’m a student at the moment so if requests and writings take longer, you know why.

-my favorite movie is almost famous, favorite show is Gilmore girls. My friends tell me I embody Rory Gilmore☺️

-I have diverse music taste, but mostly mother, her ex, and her children. Aka, Taylor Swift, Harry Styles, Gracie abrams, Sabrina carpenter, Conan gray, and Olivia Rodrigo. Boygenius and all of it’s members too!

-Muna girlie ofc, maybe I’ll write for muna members soon…stay tuned 😉

-I’m a concert girlie, I’ve seen everyone in that previous list except Sabrina and Olivia, also boygenius separately.

-I’m always trying to grow as a person and develop healthy routines ❤️

Masterlist

[musicforastylesrestaurant]

Harry and yn and there two kids on holiday and fans come up to them and harry asks them to respect there privacy and all that?

Caribbean Privacy.

my masterlist || ask my anything <3

my blurb masterlist is here !!

authors note - first blurb of 2024 people and it’s based on the brand new photos we got, so enjoy my loves.

word count - 1.7k

in which, you and harry decided to go for a little family holiday to start the new year off on the right foot, and went to a caribbean island, where your just trying to enjoy yourselves, and spend some quality time with your two children, when a couple of fans spot your husband.

As the first light of the new year streamed through the curtains, you woke up to the sweet realization that your partner had planned a surprise holiday to the Caribbean.

The joy in your heart was mirrored in the excited expressions of Kai, your energetic five-year-old, and little Lexi, who had just turned six months old. The promise of sun-soaked beaches and turquoise waters made the early morning hustle of packing bags and herding the family to the airport an adventure in itself.

Arriving at your tropical destination, the sound of gentle waves and the warmth of the sun embraced you. The resort's palm-fringed surroundings set the stage for a family retreat filled with laughter and cherished moments.

The holiday would be lasting a total of two weeks and so far the four of you had been there for four out of a possible fourteen.

The first day was spent chilling and getting the kids into a routine, the second day was filled with sunbathing and the third day you took the kids to do some activities so that they wouldn’t get too bored.

It was the afternoon of the fourth day at the resort, for a majority of the morning you had all gone for a walk, trying to get your bearings of where you were going to be staying.

It was nearing one pm now, and the four of you were making your way to the hotel outdoor restaurant, where other families, friends and couples were currently sat, all decked out in summer clothes just like you and your family were.

The rhythmic roll of the stroller, carrying the enchanting Lexi, created a soothing background to the lively atmosphere. Harry, with Kai perched on his shoulders, exuded paternal pride as his son's tiny fingers playfully explored the newly sprouting hair after a recent buzz cut.

The infectious giggles from Kai echoed through the space, forming a symphony of joy that seemed to harmonize with the clinking of cutlery and murmurs of other guests.

Just moments later, a courteous waiter approached, exuding the charm of the Caribbean hospitality.

"Good afternoon! Can I start you off with some drinks?" he inquired with a warm smile.

Harry, with a chuckle, ordered a beer for himself, emphasising that it was a well-deserved vacation treat.

Kai, his eyes sparkling, announced proudly, "Chocolate milkshake, please!"

You joined in, opting for a refreshing mojito to complement the tropical ambiance. The waiter, noting down the orders, promised to return shortly with the concoctions that would add an extra layer of delight to your family gathering.

The backdrop of the restaurant's tropical charm provided the perfect setting for a moment of connection.

"This surprise vacation was a brilliant idea," you remarked, a smile playing on your lips.

Harry, his eyes filled with satisfaction, responded, "M’figured we all needed a break, and what better way t’start the year?"

Kai, still perched atop his father's shoulders, chimed in, "I like the beach, Mommy! Can we build a sandcastle tomorrow?"

His enthusiasm was infectious, prompting laughter from both you and Harry.

"Absolutely, buddy! We'll build the biggest sandcastle the beach ‘as ever seen," Harry promised, ruffling Kai's hair.

November 2019, you gave birth to Kai Robin Styles, at a home birth in yours and Harry’s London home.

As the conversation continued, you found yourselves reflecting on the year that had passed and the excitement of what lay ahead.

“ ‘Member when Lex was just a tiny bump?" Harry mused, glancing affectionately at your baby girl. "Now look at her, enjoying her first vacation. Time really does fly,"

You had gone into Labour with Lexi Anne Styles after Harry’s Show in Warsaw, the birth wasn’t very traumatic but the fact that you have birth in the backstage area of a stadium add a million different stress levels.

The waiter returned with a tray of drinks, delivering a frothy beer for Harry, a velvety chocolate milkshake for Kai, and a refreshing mojito for yourself.

The clinking of glasses marked the beginning of a shared toast.

"To family adventures and new beginnings," Harry proposed, raising his beer.

It wasn’t long before you had placed your food orders, and then it was back to chit chatting.

Lexi began to express her hunger with soft whimpers from the comfort of her stroller. Harry, always attuned to his children's needs, suggested, "Looks like someone's ready f’a meal. How about I feed her?"

Agreeing with a smile, you watched affectionately as Harry gently lifted Lexi from the stroller. With practised ease, he retrieved the pre-made bottle from the baby bag. Cradling Lexi in his arms, he began a tender dialogue, showering her with words of endearment.

"Y’know, Love bug, y’the most perfect baby in the world. Mom and I are so lucky t’have you," he whispered, his words infused with a genuine warmth that mirrored the love you both felt for your little one.

As Harry spoke to Lexi, your gaze shifted to Kai, who was deeply immersed in coloring his book. His tiny fingers danced across the paper, creating vibrant strokes that mirrored the lively atmosphere of the Caribbean surroundings. The restaurant transformed into a canvas of family moments — the quiet focus of an older brother, the nurturing presence of a father, and the unspoken connection between mother and daughter.

Amidst the lively ambiance of the restaurant, you couldn't help but notice a group of girls at a nearby table who seemed to have recognized your husband. Whispers and excited glances were exchanged among them, and you could see them mustering the courage to approach him for a photo.

Sensing their intentions, you leaned in to Harry and discreetly warned him about the approaching fangirls.

Harry, with a resigned sigh, glanced over his shoulder and nodded.

"Just ignore ‘em, love. It happens," he reassured you, his eyes reflecting the weariness of a man accustomed to such encounters.

The prospect of being in the spotlight, even during a family dinner, was not a new experience for him. Grateful that your kids were facing away, oblivious to the attention, you both focused on enjoying the moment together as a family.

As the girls behind you worked up the courage to approach, you and Harry engaged in casual conversation, attempting to divert attention from the brewing fan encounter.

"Remember that time in Paris?" you teased, trying to lighten the mood. Harry chuckled, because he knew exactly what you were talking about.

"Good times," he agreed, sharing a smile with you, appreciating the effort to shield your family from the attention that occasionally came with his public persona.

“H, there definitely coming.”

Harry, glancing over his shoulder, nodded in acknowledgment.

"Yeah, I see them. Just give them a friendly smile if they approach, and I'll handle it. S’not let it bother us," he suggested, his voice carrying a hint of resignation.

He was no stranger to such encounters, having navigated the challenges of fame before. The weariness in his eyes reflected a desire for a quiet family dinner undisturbed by fan interactions.

The restaurant buzzed with activity as the group of excited fans approached your table.

"Harry, we're such huge fans! Can we get a quick photo and an autograph?" one of them eagerly requested, holding out a notepad and a pen.

With a gracious smile, Harry acknowledged their enthusiasm.

"M’grateful f’your support, but at the moment, we're trying to have a quiet family dinner, so I won't be able to do autographs right now," he gently explained, a polite refusal delivered with a sense of understanding.

Despite his explanation, the fans persisted, urging for both a photo and an autograph. The atmosphere at the table shifted as Lexi, nestled in Harry's lap, started to express her unease with a few whimpers.

Sensing his sister's discomfort, Kai moved closer to your side, seeking comfort in the familiar presence of family. Harry, noticing the subtle disruption, addressed the fans with empathy.

The fans, eager to capture a moment with their idol, continued to press for both a photo and an autograph. Harry, maintaining his composure, gently reiterated, "I really appreciate y’support, but right now, We're just trying t’enjoy a family dinner without any interruptions."

The fans, realizing the impact on the children, paused for a moment. Harry, sensing the need to reinforce the boundary, continued,

"Thanks for understanding." His words were delivered with a blend of gratitude and a protective instinct for his family.

As the fans reluctantly stepped back, a mix of disappointment and understanding painted their expressions. Your family returned to the rhythm of your evening, attempting to reclaim the sense of tranquillity that had been momentarily disrupted. Lexi, still cradled in Harry's arms, gradually settled, comforted by the familiar presence of her parents and brother.

Harry, with a reassuring smile, turned his attention back to the dinner table.

"Sorry about that, m’love," he whispered to you, the gentle apology carrying the weight of the delicate balancing act that came with his fame.

"It's alright," you responded, understanding the complexities of navigating public and private moments.

Kai, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, looked up from his colouring book with a curious expression.

"Why did those people want pictures, Mommy?" he asked, his innocent curiosity breaking the momentary tension.

You looked down to his eye level, offering a simple yet honest explanation, "Sometimes, people recognize Daddy from his work, and they want to say hello or take a picture because they really like what he does."

Harry, appreciating your delicate handling of the situation, chimed in,

"That's right, buddy. Daddy's work makes people happy, and sometimes they just want to share that happiness with us."

Sensing his sons discomfort, Harry gently ushered him over, placing him on the other side of his lap.

"Hey, Kai, come here, sweet boy," Harry said softly, creating a protective space for him. As Kai nestled in closer,

Harry continued, "I want you t’know that no matter what happens, Daddy will always keep you safe. Those moments might be a bit strange, but we're a team, okay?"

Kai, his big brown eyes searching for reassurance, nodded in understanding. "

Team," he echoed, a small smile breaking through the remnants of unease.

Harry wrapped his arm around Kai, holding him close to his chest.

"Exactly, little man. We're a team, and nothing will ever change that," Harry affirmed, his voice a soothing melody of love and comfort.

[harrysfolklore]

heyyy!!! im loving all your works!!! can u maybe like, if u can, do a family ig cocept with perrie edwards especially since she had recently posted a lot of baby content in her ig xx

since we absolutely adore boy dad!harry on this account, it’s only fair that i posted an insta blurb about him <3 i hope you like it

ask me anything | masterlist | consider supporting me, i go back to college soon <3

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yourinstagram Mum & Bubba take Love on Tour 🤍

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ynfan1 THIS IS ADORABLE

jefezoff Uncle Jeff mode ON 😎

↳ harryfan1 HELP JEFFREY

ynfan2 he’s so big omg

harrystyles My loves x

↳ harryfan2 DADRRYYYY

↳ harryfan3 i’m going to cry

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thestylesfamilynews Harry and YN (and Baby Styles) arriving in Vienna today !

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harryfan1 A DILF

harryfan2 the most beautiful family ever

ynfan1 yn and the baby are attending harry’s show omggg

harryfan3 DID YOU SEE THAT HIS BUBBA WAS WEARING THE SAME HAT MY HEART IS CRYING

↳ harryfan4 ADORABLE

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harryupdates Harry via Instagram stories 🥺

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harryfan1 I CANT DO THIS🥺

ynfan1 this is completely adorable

harryfan2 whatever you do, don’t picture harry getting his hair done for the show with his baby on his lap making silly faces to keep to keep him entertained DONT DO IT

↳ harryfan3 well now i want to cry

ynfan2 best mum ever

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harryupdates “Can i just say… this is my son’s first ever concert. He’s in the audience, he’s got the biggest headphones on he probably can’t hear a thing, doesn’t know what’s going on. But i’m so proud, i bet he’s having a great time, he probably loved the disco medley” - Harry talking about his son being in the audience tonight!

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harryfan1 SO ADORABLE I’LL CRY

harryfan2 he’s a dad DAD

ynfan1 this is my favorite family in the world

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yourinstagram Bubba’s first ever concert and it was his daddy’s ! He had the time of his life dancing and rocking his very own Love on Tour hoodie 🥰 We love you so much @harrystyles

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ynfan1 HE’S ADORABLE I CANT

dualipa My little squish 🥲🤍

↳ harryfan2 DUAAAA

annetwist My little love, I miss him so much ! ❤️

harrystyles I hope I met his expectations x

↳ harryfan1 HES SOOOO

↳ mitchrowland Same

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harrystyles Love On Tour. Vienna. July, 2022.

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harryfan1 DILFFFF

harris_reed Cute Kiwi

harry_lambert ❤️

ynfan1 he’s so hot actually

yourinstagram Baby daddy 🥰

↳ ynfan2 claiming her man

↳ harryfan2 he’s really the father of her children i’m definitely not jealous

taglist: @cucciolafaerie @eleanordaisy @sunflowersndpeaches @golden-hoax @alienorknight @daydreamingofmatilda @sunflowervolume66 @vanteguccir @ivyproblems @ayeshathestyles @stylesmygucci @gimsaysay @rosaliedepp @dontworrysunflower @milfrrynation @manifestrry @iceebabies @harrystylesrecs @pleasingrryyy @harianaswhore @leadmetogarden @finelinevogue @abeanontoast @grapejuice-rry @vrittivsanghavi @msolbesg @tati813 @sad1esgf @ivegotparticulartaste @wobblymug @eviesaurusrex @olivialovesh @itsgabbysblog @theekyliepage @gumballavocadoharry @watermelonsugacry @be-with-me-so-happily @a-strange-familiar @reveriehs @musicforcinemas @rafeyyyyy

[finelinevogue]

Hi. Could you do an Instagram blurb where Y/N is a huge fan of Harry and his work and they’re in a relationship? Thanks.

hiiii! of course;

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harrystyles As It Was. 1st April.

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y/nfan1 IS THIS REAL??? HELOOOO

y/nfan2 OMG OMGO KGMGOGakakssjs

yourinstagram i just collapsed

y/nbff @/yourinstagram don’t be so dramatic… ur literally silently laying on my bed

harryfan1 HAROLD wait is this…. IS THIS REAL

harryfan2 SCREAMING CRHING THROWING UP

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yourinstagram you lot better be streaming….🕺

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harryfan1 y/n we are at your service

harryfan2 no1. in the uk and usa babbyyy

harrystyles The guy on screen is quite hot

y/nfan1 @/harrystyles self aware king

yourinstagram @/harrystyles really? i never noticed

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yourinstagram you gotta do what you gotta do

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y/nfan1 major gf brownie points

y/nfan2 okay but how 3 phones?

yourinstagram @/y/nfan2 we got me streaming. h streaming. and jeff streaming.

harrystyles It is a good song to be fair

harryfan1 GOHOMEGETAHEADLIGHTSPEEDINTER NETIDONTWANNATALKABOUTTHEWAYTHATISWAS

yourinstagram @/harryfan1 LEAVEAMERICATWOKIDSFOLLOWHERIDONTWANNATALKABOUTWHOSDOINGITFIRST

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eNEWS Mysterious woman seen sharing intimate kisses with no other than the world’s most eligible bachelor Harry Styles… more here…

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harryfan1 its so blurry but i know his tattooed arm when i see it

y/nfan1 but y/n?!?…

harryfan1 im so confused isn’t that y/n??

yourinstagram don’t worry bffs thats me. STREAM AS IT WAS.

y/nfan2 not y/n caught in a scandal yet telling us to stream as it was😭😭

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harryfan1 i feel exactly the same harry😌

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y/nfan1 simbbaaaaa

y/nfan2 THIS BTS FOOTAGE KILLS ME EVERY TIME

yourinstagram srsly harrys house is his child

harryfan2 @/yourinstagram he has two other children too

harryfan1 Y/N JUST COMMENTEDASKSJA😭

592,202 likes

yourinstagram it’s not a home if harry’s house isn’t being played 🫶

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harryfan1 soo cute i cant

y/nbff you’re welcome 📸

harryfan2 my comfort people <333

y/nfan1 STREAM HARRYS HOUSE YALL

harrystyles You are home❤️

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Late Night Talking - Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: It’s no secret that every girl that hangs out with Steve Harrington can’t get him off her mind for very different reasons than talking; however, something seems to change when in the middle of the fight against Vecna, you and him end up having a talk about your futures and about each other’s feelings… And now, he can’t get you off his mind. 

Warnings: Spoilers for S4! Other than that, sweet fluff and sweet reader. 

A/N: Remember how I said in Beautiful that Steve was the boy we all had deep talks at night with? Yeah, I kinda got the idea from that in order to write this, and a Harry Styles’ song. Oh, also, I saw someone else posted a blurb with this title, I haven’t read that one! So, yeah, this is like a totally different text. 

“Psst.” 

The sweet, yet scaring sound that left your mouth made Steve jump in his place. His eyes popped open from the sleep he wasn’t supposed to take (he had to play vigilante for the night), and his arms immediately went into stretching exercises as a reflex. 

“Steve” you finally let out, and the boy sighed when he didn’t recognize the voice, leading him to believe it was Max or Robin, or one of the kids mainly. What did they want now? Wasn’t it enough effort for all of the party to save Max from almost dying? He loved the children, but they were a little bit annoying sometimes… “, Steve? Are you awake?” 

No, it wasn’t Robin, nor Max or Dustin, it was just you, looking at him with big bright eyes from across the room. When you found his eyes, Steve furrowed his eyebrows, and you smiled at his confused expression in response. 

“Y/N? Is everything okay?” 

You took a look around you before walking up to him with silent steps, trying to keep every single movement of yours quiet in order to not wake anyone. Steve smiled at the cuteness of your precaution. It wasn’t everyday he saw the girl he liked in borrowed pink pijamas, with her hair tied and her movements almost numb from tiredness. 

“Yeah… I just… Well, I thought maybe you could take a break from guarding” you offered, and with your left hand leaving the pocket of your pajama pants, you lifted two chocolate bars with a witty smile. 

Steve let out a really soft laugh, grabbing one of the candy bars from your hand. You celebrated in silence and took a seat next to him when he moved a little to the side, making you space. 

“Thank you very much” you said, unwrapping the candy. 

“How did you get them?”

“It wasn’t hard considering the Wheeler’s are hard to wake” of course, both of your eyes went straight to Nancy, who was asleep next to Robin and Eddie, also snoring. This made the two of you laugh in whispers. 

“What have I done in order to have such a sweet stranger by my side?” said Steve, putting his head on top of yours when you put yours on his shoulder.

“Sweet? Oh my, you’re making me blush Harrington” the two of you contained your laugh while looking at each other deep in the eyes. It was always like this, a soft and fun emotion intertwined between each other's fingers, like electricity flowing through your systems “, but seriously, aren’t you tired? You’ve been up almost all night.” 

It was three in the morning, and he had been ‘awake’ since seven. 

“No” he quickly answered, giving a bite to the chocolate in his hand and keeping to himself the fact that he was, indeed, asleep when you called for him. However, going from his truth facade to a frown was something you sensed immediately, and something he let you know at the same time “, wait, white chocolate? Really?” 

“You don’t like white?” you quickly asked, and he shook his head “Oh… We can exchange it, if you want to.” 

“No” he said, wrapping his hand around your shoulder in order to keep you close, and at the same time reassure you “, it’s okay, it’s not really that big of a deal.” 

“Okay Harrington” he smiled at your response “, but what did you mean with that ‘no’?''

“Oh, right” he nodded before continuing “, I really like taking care of the kids, even if it doesn’t seem like it.” 

“You do?” he laughed in a whisper, making you now really blush as a response. 

“Yeah. They may be annoying sometimes but they're always there for each other. I was a lonely kid you know? I think that I would’ve liked a brother or two.” he answered, and you nodded, imagining a little Steve playing alone with car toys or watching TV while his parents weren’t home, now finding comfort as a part time babysitter (do not call him babysitter to his face tho, he hates it) “Actually, I’ve never told anyone this before, but I would like to have six children.” 

“Six?!” Steve shushed you when your voice raised the whisper average you were using while you let out a gasp “, I mean, six? Really? That’s like, a whole basketball team of Harringtons, you know that?” 

“Yeah, I do actually” he said, rolling his eyes with a smitten smile still in his face “, but I still want it, you know? A big family, three boys and three girls. But… More than anything, I want a close and loving family.” 

You couldn’t imagine the feeling, much less recreate it, but from Steve’s voice, you imagined it had been hard, and never reassuring, to grow up without company. Any kind really, not even your parents’. 

So you closed your eyes and inspired his scent into you while he hugged you closer than ever.

“I really hope you get your big ass family.” 

Steve’s eyes wandered up to your face, a worried one and yet comforting expression lying in it. He sighed. 

“So do I.” with you. 

You yawned, and he imitated your actions right after. Without opening your eyes, you smiled sheepishly. 

“I think we need some sleep.” 

But he wasn’t done. 

“I have a question too” that made your eyes pop open out of curiosity again, forgetting the sudden urge to rest “, why were you awake?” 

You let out a breath you didn’t know was contained until now. 

“Things haven’t been quite the same” you said, and looked deep into the wall in front of you “, from the first murders to Max’s… To Max, I haven’t been able to think about anything else. I just want the kids safe… And happy, too.” 

“Thought you didn’t like kids.” you laughed at this, lifting your head to look into Steve’s eyes. 

“I never said I didn’t” you declared, and Steve took a little time to process what you just said. He seemed a little surprised at your response “, I can be a diehard feminist and a mother too.” 

“So you want to have children?” 

���Uh, yeah, just not a whole beehive” Steve couldn’t help but laugh out loud at your sarcastic response, to which you answered in a reflex, by lifting one of your hands and putting in his mouth in order to shuffle the sound. 

He looked at you intensely at this, and you left that place quickly, shyness tipping over your voice. If it wasn’t for the way embarrassment blinded your mind, you would’ve thought he was looking at you in a almost passionate way. 

“You shouldn’t have laughed that hard” you said, shaking your head a little flustered. Steve’s eyes had finally adapted to the light, and now he was smiley at the sight of you fully blushed. 

“How many?” 

“Huh?” 

“How many children?” 

“Oh. Two. Maybe three” Steve nodded in comprehension “, it’s just, the whole companion thing you know? I wouldn’t like to have a kid grow up alone.”

Steve sighed at this, noticing the similarities between the two of you being thicker than water by now. It was as if… The two of you were made for each other. But he would never say this outloud, not until he knew if your feelings were the same as his. 

“Y/N” you looked up to him again, and he smiled in your way. Maybe he didn’t know if you liked him, but he was sure of making every move right in order to win you over; and yes, that meant guaranteeing everyone’s happiness over his “, just know I’ll do anything I can to help you through.” 

He was referring to Vecna and the murders, you realized after a short silence. There was no doubt about that, but there was some hint of sweetness and flirting in his voice. 

You thought you imagined it. 

“I just want everyone to be happy, and calm again.” 

Steve let out a scoff and you looked at him with scolding eyes. He arches one eyebrow before speaking. 

“This may sound a bit selfish, but in the middle of this mess I think I actually love you being in my life.”

There it was again, that flustered blush in your cheeks. Steve loved having that reaction in you. 

“You really need to sleep.” 

You got up and took him by the hand, reaching Dustin’s place together. Steve woke him up, muttering a quick ‘It’s your turn’ before going to the couch you were previously sleeping in, alone, now with Steve cuddling beside you. 

Right now, only surrounded by the silence of the night and the snoring of your friends, time seemed to go slower than before. The clock hit 3:30, had you been talking until that hour? Really? Now it made sense why you felt so tired, even a little itchy. 

“I wasn’t lying” he said while you were dripping asleep “, now that you’re in my life, all I want is to make you happier.” 

You smiled through dreams, nodding and putting your head in the hole between his neck and shoulder. He has always smelled like cookies and hairspray. 

“I love you too, Harrington.” 

This was the moment Steve Harrington knew he wouldn’t get you off his mind for a really long time.

[lovecanyon]

DAD!HARRY GRAMMY NOMS BLURB!

“As It Was, Harry Styles.”

Beau jumps off his parents bed with a squeak once he hears his father’s name.

It was nine AM in the Styles household, the balcony doors were open bringing in the Malibu breeze, Y/N’s record player was softly playing some Stevie Nicks album and the mounted television was turned on to a channel announcing the Grammy nominees.

Harry couldn’t have thought of a better morning.

Y/N laughs watching her son dance around their room. The tiniest Styles, Inez was sprawled out on her pink fluffy blanket watching her brother move around on the carpet.

“Daddy did it!” Y/N says enthusiastically, slowly getting up from the bed not wanting Inez to roll off.

“Daddy did it!” Beau repeats running up to his mother, grabbing her hand. As Y/N begins to dance with Harry and Inez watching, Harry’s name was called out once again from their tv.

He was getting nominated for so much awards.

Between his name being said by the presenter and seeing his two lovies dance, Harry shot up from his seat on the bed and softly grabbed Inez so she laid against his bare chest.

“Look at mummy and brother dancing.” Harry tells Inez, making her let out a tiny giggle. Just as he was about to speak again a very important category was announced.

Record of the Year.

Seeing his shoulders tense up, Y/N sends him a reassuring smile before moving behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist, beginning to sway him around. Digging her head into his neck, she kisses the skin for comfort.

Just as Y/N pulled away from Harry his third album was announced.

Harry’s House, Harry Styles.

“You did it.” Y/N grins, rubbing Harry’s arm.

Turning around to a still hyper Beau, Y/N lets him grab onto her hand and drag her around. It was a happy day for the Styles family.

Harry soon quickly joins the two dancing with a giggling Inez. He felt so satisfied. He was given a life that he thought he would never have. Here he was dancing around with his two children and future wife, celebrating his seven Grammy nominations.

He really couldn’t have done this without them.

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