#harry styles prefs

[djzbasement]

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Kenji Nakamura

Gender- Male

Height- 5’7

Weight- 127 lbs.

D.O.B- November 3rd

Likes- Yakitori

Dislikes- Socialising, Mint

Preference- Aro/Ace Bisexual

Notes- Ultimate Apprentice

Special person- Personal Maid/Mother Figure

Quickly Holloway

Gender- Male

Height- 6’0

Weight- 161 lbs.

D.O.B- June 26

Likes- Animated shows

Dislikes- Snow

Preference- Gay homosexual

Notes- Ultimate Illusionist

Special person- Unnamed Father

Himari Ken

Gender- Female

Height- 5’5

Weight- 129 lbs.

D.O.B- February 5

Likes- Smell of grass

Dislikes- Candy

Preference- Straight

Notes- Ultimate Cricket Player

Special person(s)- Cricket Team, unnamed cousin

Mitzuki Suziki

Gender- Female

Height- 5’6 (5’7 with boots)

Weight- 133 lbs.

D.O.B- December 17

Likes- Silver jewellery

Dislikes- Silence

Preference- Bisexual

Notes- Ultimate Guitarist

Special person(s)- Unnamed Band Members

Dimitrios Bouras

Gender- Male

Height- 5’8

Weight- 251 lbs.

D.O.B- July 10

Likes- Greek traditional foods

Dislikes- Soccer

Preference- Straight

Notes- Ultimate Polar Explorer

Special person- Unnamed Other Polar Explorer

Haru Ito

Gender- Transgender male

Height- 5’2

Weight- 112 lbs.

D.O.B- September 19

Likes- Debates

Dislikes- Judgement on others

Preference- Pansexual

Notes- Ultimate Rights Activist

Special person- Unnamed best friend

Your Shiomura

Gender- Male

Height- 5’10

Weight- 157 lbs.

D.O.B- August 21

Likes- Attention

Dislikes- Creepy fan letters, children

Preference- ???

Notes- Ultimate Movie Star

Special person- Unnamed mother

Keiko Hayashi

Gender- Male

Height- 5’6

Weight- 140 lbs.

D.O.B- June 9

Likes- Snakes

Dislikes- Vegetables

Preference- Gay homosexual

Notes- Ultimate Snake Trainer

Special person- Unnamed Auntie

Kyran Kadokawa

Gender- Male

Height- 6’2

Weight- 198 lbs.

D.O.B- February 4

Likes- Frogs

Dislikes- People

Preference- Omnisexual (female lean)

Notes- Ultimate Craftsman

Special person- pet cat ‘Mimi’

Kellise Akerele

Gender- Female

Height- 5’1

Weight- 109 lbs.

D.O.B- November 1

Likes- Flavoured water

Dislikes- Water Pollution

Preference- Lesbian Homosexual

Notes- Ultimate Lifeguard

Special person(s)- Unnamed little sisters

Caleb Harris

Gender- Male

Height- 5’6

Weight- 131 lbs.

D.O.B- October 12

Likes- Books

Dislikes- Ice cream

Preference- ???

Notes- Ultimate Pastor

Special person(s)- Unnamed twin sister, Unnamed father

Matsunari Chiko

Gender- Female

Height- 5’9

Weight- 120

D.O.B- April 6

Likes- Indie games

Dislikes- Men

Preference- Doesn’t have one

Notes- Ultimate Waitress

Special Person- ___

Yasuyuki Kaneko

Gender- Male

Height- 4’10

Weight- 83 lbs.

D.O.B- 31 October

Likes- Minecraft

Dislikes- Brainrot

Preference- Too young to bother with that stuff

Notes- Ultimate Genius

Special Person(s)- Unnamed Mum, Unnamed big sister

Miyu Datai

Gender- ‘Female’

Height- 5’7

Weight- 129 lbs.

D.O.B- ….

Likes- Popularity

Dislikes- Being told she’s wrong

Preference- Straight

Notes- Ultimate Influencer

Special Person- ‘Unnamed boyfriend’

Tokunaga Momoru

Gender- Male

Height- 5’9

Weight- 142 lbs.

D.O.B- 11 March

Likes- Old fashioned dolls

Dislikes- Doll related horror movies

Preference- ‘Bisexual’

Special person(s)- Two ‘unnamed’ best friends whom he sees a sisters.

Zaien Morifuku

Gender- Demi-boy (They/them pref)

Height- 5’4

Weight- 142 lbs.

D.O.B- 29 August

Likes- Early 2000’s style

Dislikes- Preppy style

Preference- Pansexual

Special person- unnamed grandfather

[m1dnight-m3mories]

ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

𝜗𝜚 ‧₊˚ ⊹ intro redo

heyy!!! my name's manny or sylvie, either is fine.

i use she/her and he/him prns (no pref)

things i love -> One Direction, The Outsiders, The Quarry, Musical Theatre (i could yap all day about the following; The Addams Family, Beauty and the Beast, Heathers, Legally Blonde, Hamilton, and Ride the Cyclone).

artists i listen to 24/7 -> **Niall Horan**, **Harry Styles**, Frank Ocean, Selena (Quintanilla), Mitski, The Beatles

INTERACT:

if you're older than 13

if you have any similar interests PLEASE BE MY FRIEND 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

idk if you find me even remotely interesting please talk to me i love meeting new people

DO NOT INTERACT:

the basics.. homophobia, racism, etc.

omegaverse enjoyers

that's about it i like almost everyone

just dont be a shitty person

OKAY BYE BE MY FRIEND PLEASE

[diorgirl444]

sky west and crooked 🌸 ༊*·˚ - matchups! give me detailed information + the gender + fandom of you’re choosing. then i’ll ship you with a character from that fandom and explain why

congratulations againn <3

no gender pref, marauders/harry potter fandom

i’m an enfp, hufflepuff, apollo kid, and an aquarius - my style changes all the time but it’s usually summer dresses, low waisted jeans, anything red, and converse. i love cereal and honey tea, gingerbread men, cheese toasties and apples. i game a lot and read a lot, i love writing novels, i bake a lot but i’m not the best at it (it tastes good, looks dodgy). i’m a really early riser, i’m up with the sun :) i’m ginger naturally and it’s growing out now but i did bleach it last year <33

regulus x jessie = moon boy x sunshine girl <3

you and regulus would be one of my favourite tropes which is “i hate everyone but you”. he’s an introverted slytherin, you’re an extroverted hufflepuff, it’s a tale as old as time because of course opposites attract after all. you two would be an enfp and intj couple. you’d bicker but with love <3 he definitely buys you cute little gifts!!! people can never understand what made the two of you get together but no one gets you like regulus does. you two couldn’t be cuter and i love that for you both <3

[starstruckwillows]

swan boat 🦢 - ships!! tell me anything about yourself, as much or as little as you want, fandom and gender pref :)

ok, hiiii jessie!! happy early birthday; 16 is a big one!! can i have a ship for harry potter? idm the gender <3

so u know me, i’m elia, i’m an enfp & 4w3 on the enneagram, and my astrological big three are sag sun, libra moon, and virgo rising!! i’m very extroverted and bubbly; i love ppl and i love fun and i love just going out and doing things!! i’m also very creative i think, i love writing and reading and drawing and music, and just anything that allows me to think and come up with ideas!! i’m very feminine as well i think, i love pastels (esp pink!) and makeup and skirts and dresses :)) if u need a physical appearance, i’m white, 5’2, and i have bleached blonde shoulder-length hair with bangs—and i also wear glasses!

tysm and happy bday again!!

thank you lovelyy<3

🦢

i ship you with george weasley!!

george with someone creative leads to the most stunning prank items you've ever seen, especially in the firework department. you'll get all the prototypes if you ask. he definitely suits someone extroverted - he has lots of friends and wants you to be a part of that. constantly stealing your glasses. listening to your music because even if it isn't his first choice, it's better than what fred plays around the dorm. will make you presents as opposed to buying them. pink is his favourite colour on you. will try to style your hair. midnight adventures when you can't sleep, both during and post hogwarts. once you guys apparated halfway across the country just to play hook-a-duck.

[juneberrie]

heya !! this is for your 1.6k celebration !! (congrats btw) (if your no longer doing these feel free to ignore this !!)

anywho, here’s my req!!

RAVENCLAW (THE WISE)

send me a description of yourself ( hobbies , personality , likes / dislikes , etc ) a fandom & a gender pref. and i’ll ship u with someone

fandom: harry potter

gender pref: male

desc: i’m extremely extroverted — yk, the kind with the bouncing off the walls sorta energy!! i’m the literally definition of sunshine!gf 😋 i’m a raging theater kid, pianist, and song writer. i sketch a lil, but i’m better at digital art than on paper by like 1000. i’m an october libra — also speaking of zodiacs and stuff i’ve always been into the sorta spiritual stuff :) my clothing style is like the dark academia aesthetic (look it up if you don’t know what it is) a couple fun facts about me are i’m a gryffindor, my fav color is sunset orange, and wearing suits are my guilty pleasure!! i like expressing myself thru things like my clothes, hair, hobbies, etc as well spending all my time w/ friends and fam!! my dislikes are loud noises and just overall yucky ppl who make other ppl feel yucky things ☹️ i think that’s enough !! (wow— i went WAY overboard LMAO)

thank you SO MUCH if you decide to do my req and also CONGRATS AGAIN !!

AHHH u sound so cool omg

i can see u w ron tbh ???

[put-me-in-a-movie-mp3]

Hey! Could you pair me with someone from stranger things or harry potter or IT? Also love your writing ! Im a female and pref boys <3 Also for Harry potter im a hufflepuff!

LOOKS-I am pretty short 4'11. I have black shaggy medium length hair with side bangs. Im pretty petite and have very pale skin, i also wear golden round glasses cause i cant see for shit. I have a pretty small ahem chest area. Also a Pisces.

CLOTHING-I normally wear baggy clothes like big sweaters and baggy jeans. Always wearing my converse or white airforces (I know basic dont come at me i swear i have good style somtimes lol)with my outfits. No makeup on this face except cherry chapstick and clear mascara.

PERSONALITY- I can be very shy and quiet especially around new people or alot of people. I have major social anxiety and also ADHD. But getting to know me i can be funny and a bit odd. I'm also very awkward at times even with people im close with im very cut off and not open to sharing things alot. i try not being to annoying or bother some so thats why sometimes im distant. I tend to over think things and my relationships with people. Im not as hyper anymore like i was as a kid but still i space off, get distracted, forget alot of things, and cant sit still sometimes. Im a INTP.

EXTRA-I have many scars and bruises from being clumsy or just a dumb ass. In school i can be a target for bullying or just ignoring me overall. Can be oblivious and childish. I get flustered very easily. Some of the things i like to do is drawing and painting. I also play video games a lot. I love listening to music you can always find me with earbuds in. I love reading poetry. I love gardening well most of the time. I see myself sometimes to be such a hopeless romantic sometimes in my opinion daydreaming about my crush or people. I would be the type of partner to draw you stuff or make a playlist for you. I love cuddling, hugs, hand holding, and drawing on your hand if you let me. I always thinking of gifts to give my partner when i have one.

Of course! Hope you enjoy! :)

Stranger Things: Mike Wheeler

I think you and Mike would get along really well together. You were apart of hellfire, which is how you guys met. In school you were either bullied or ignored, which is something Mike completely understood because the same thing happened to him. He loves reading your writings and you guys bond over the music you listen too. He helps you with your social anxiety a lot by either holding your hand or having an arm around just to let you know that everything is okay. He always wants to make sure you're alright and that nothing is going to happen to you. He doesn't want to lose you as you are very important to him. More important than you think.

Harry Potter: Harry Potter

I think you and Harry Potter would be perfect for each other. First he notices you getting bullied by Draco, which is something that happens to him so he felt like he needed to stand up for you. He didn't want Draco making fun of you because he knows how hurtful it was. You were really quiet around Harry at first because he's "the chosen one" and you were a bit apprehensive about it. You just didn't think it was possible that he would have stuck up for you. After that incident it was just smiles at each other through the hallways, but then when you both get paired in a class for a group project you start to learn a lot more about each other. And some would say you spent too much time on this project and most of the time you guys were have deep conversations and getting to know each other better. Then you both started to fall for each other.

I think he would love your artistic side with your writings, paintings, and drawings. He loves you and he feels like he needs to protect you from all the evil in the world, which makes him want to defeat Voldemort even more.

IT: Bill Denbrough

You and Bill would be perfect for each other. You both are really interested in writing and thats something you guys really bond over. You have always been apart of the group and even though Bill had been head over heels for Beverly he got over her once he met you. You had a lot more in common and you were a bit more of a mystery to Ben then Beverly was. He got bullied a lot as a kid and had a stuttering problem, which made him have extreme social anxiety. You guys bond a lot over your problems and what you deal with. You end up finding out you have a lot more in common than you guys thought. You also make him want to defeat Pennywise even more because he wants to protect you.

[masivechaos]

🎞️ carpe diem - send me your clothing style inspiration + fandom(s) i write for + gender preference -> i’ll ship you with someone!

clothing style: basically cozy modest idk

fandom: harry potter - lightning era

gender pref: male

golden era:

i ship you with fred weasley!

the clothes look so comfy and cute, you'd be so pretty next to him! (he will show you to his friends all the time cuz he's so proud fr)

[harrywritingsbyme]

❀Masterlist❀

{Requests Closed}

‘A Series Of Firsts’

A mini series about the first times between Harry and Y/n

Take It Slow (Smut)

The one where Harry and Y/n Try to Make it Fit (Smut)

That Time (Smut)

Crossing The Finish Line (Smut)

Hair (Smut/Fluff)

Ready? (Smut)

The Stages of Corruption (Smut)

Shy (Smut)

The Best Christmas (Fluff/Smut)

Resolutions (Smut)

A Special Valentine (Fluff/Smut)

‘Sneaking Around’

A mini series about Y/n and her best friends dad, Harry.

Such A Tease (Smut)

The one where Harry and Y/n Visit a Sex Shop (Smut)

Stress Relief (Smut)

Bored (Smut)

A Beautiful Day (Smut)

Keep Up (Smut)

Sunday Smut Concepts

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3 am (Fluff)

10 minuets is all I need (Smut)

A Celebration (Fluff/Smut)

A Challenge (Smut)

A Cute Tummy (Fluff)

A Little Place Called Japan (Fluff)

A Mess (Smut)

A Not So Lonely Christmas (Fluff/Smut)

A Show (Smut)

All The Way (Smut)

Baby Buying (Fluff)

Be Good (Smut)

Be Honest (Smut)

Be Right Back (Fluff/Smut)

Beautiful (Fluff/Smut)

Behind the Cover (Fluff)

Before You Go (Smut)

Being of the Jealous Kind (Smut)

Branding (Smut)

Break Up’s and Make Up’s (Fluff)

Calm (Smut)

Cautious (Fluff/Smut)

Changes (Fluff)

CockWarming (Smut)

Control (Smut)

Cum In Me Instead (Smut)

Dad (Angst)

Dangerous Woman (Smut)

Decisions (Smut/ Fluff) 

Dibs (Smut/Fluff)

Distance Does Make The Heart Grow Fonder (Fluff)

Dreams (Smut)

Dress Up (Smut)

Eating Out (Smut)

Feeling Small (Smut/Fluff)

Feel It (Smut)

Feelings (Fluff/Angst)

Finally (Fluff)

Fucking Try Me (Smut)

Full (Smut)

Getting It In (Fluff/Smut)

Going Virtual (Fluff/Smut)

Good Morning (Smut)

Goodnight (Smut)

Growing Up (Fluff)

HarryWeen: Home Edition (Smut)

Hickeys (Smut)

His Clothes (Smut)

His Little Bunny (Smut)

Home Movies (Smut)

I Just Called To Say I Love You (Fluff)

I Love You (Fluff)

I Miss You (Fluff)

I Need You (Smut)

Insecure(Smut/Fluff)

Is Mommy Okay? (Fluff)

Just a Cup of Tea (Fluff)

Just The Way You Are (Angst?/Fluff/Smut)

Kisses In The Rain (Smut)

Marry Me...Please? (Fluff)

Mixing Business with Pleasure (Smut)

Mornings With The Styles Family (Fluff)

Mr. Photographer (Smut)

Nice and Warm (Smut/Fluff)

Nights with Harry and Y/N (Smut)

Needy (Smut)

Not so Innocent (Smut)

Part Of The Family (Fluff)

Perfect Timing (Fluff)

Pet Names (Smut)

Puffy Little Peach (Smut)

Pushing Buttons (Smut)

Put a Baby in Me (Fluff)

Random Concept (Smut)

Reacquainted (Smut)

Relax (Fluff)

Right Here Right Now (Smut)

Scratches (Smut/Fluff)

Self Control (Smut)

Sex (Smut)

She (Smut)

Sixty-Nine (Smut)

So Good (Smut)

Soft (Smut)

Sold (Fluff)

Sore (Smut/Fluff)

Souvenirs (Smut)

Space (Angst??)

Stay (Smut)

Sub!Y/n Concept (Smut)

Super Dad (Fluff)

Surprises (Fluff)

Sweet Creature (Fluff)

Taste (Smut)

Teach Me (Smut)

That Guy (Fluff)

The After Party (Smut)

The Honeymoon (Fluff/mostly smut)

The one about Harry and his Breeding Kink (Smut)

The one about Harry's leather suit (Smut)

The one about Y/n and her Stuffie (Smut)

The One Where Harry and Y/n Ring In The New Year (Smut)

The one where Harry makes you cum so hard...enjoy!! (Smut)

The one where Harry’s being a mad and horny devil and younger!y/n is being a tease (Smut)

The one about Harry's Moans (Fluff/Smut)

The one where Harry doesn't want to wreck you (Smut)

The one where Harry makes Y/n feel good (Smut)

The one where Harry plays with Y/n (Smut)

The one where Harry takes care of Y/n (Smut)

The one where Y/n can't choose (Smut)

The one where Y/n is very different from Harry's exes (Smut)

The one with some VERY HOT morning sex (Smut)

The Purse (Smut)

Too Hot (Fluff)

Touching (Smut/Fluff)

Wanna Make A Baby? (Smut)

Want Some Help? (Smut)

Warming (Smut)

Watermelon Sugar (Smut)

We’ll Be Alright (Angst if you want to call it that)

Welcome Home (Smut)

When the Kids are grossed out by their parents (Fluff)

[thesadstoryofme]

harry crushes on a girl in the crowd

//

She caught his eyes immediately. She was beautiful and she had a smile that could save a thousand lives. He couldn’t help but watch her as she sang a long to every word he sang. 

  He couldn’t stop staring at her. He would continue to look her way and smile at her every time they caught each other’s eyes. When the show was over Harry informed security to see if they could catch up to her but it was to late.

 It wasn’t until a couple months ago when Harry spotted her again. Her smile lead him her way. 

  She would soon change his life. 

//

Send me request! 

[harrieatthemet]

It Doesn’t Concern You II

Part I.

If you guys don’t reblog the fuck out of this I’m breaking into your homes and stealing all of your pets. Enjoy. (:

“(Y/N)”, he’s hissing lowly, “(Y/N)”

Your heels hitting the marble floor leading up to the stairs is ear piercing, clicking a mile a minute almost, and he’s near the end of his rope, his patience dwindling.

The silent treatment gets under his skin, and it’s not a trick you tend to pull often. But you’re seething, and you’re doing your best to get out as fast as possible. Because he won’t follow you down the stairs, hissing and growling your name to get your attention, in front of people waiting with cameras and phones alike. 

“M’not following yeh out. I can’t.” He grunts. 

And there’s no suppressing your demeaning cackle, “I know that.”

He feels himself let out a groan of frustration once he watches you hit that last step, your hands outstretched towards the handle of the door. There’s no point in arguing with you here, in front of everyone. Mostly because there’s a room full of people just beyond the hallway he’ll likely be doing business with, and of course, putting his private life on display isn’t an idea he can get behind. 

The unkind scowl he receives from you before you slither through the crack in the doors clues him in on what fate awaits him back home, and for a moment he ponders on whether it’s worth leaving now or staying another hour or two. 

But he finds himself checking his coat out, before politely bidding the appropriate farewells to a few people back in the dining room. Because he’s well aware that staying any longer than a few necessary seconds would come back and bite him in the ass. 

The house somehow feels darker than how he had left it hours earlier, and for a brief second he wonders if you’re even home. But the faint sound of water running upstairs, what he assumes to be the sink, is what tells him you’re here. 

He’s in the process of mentally prepping himself for the brutal reprimanding he’s about to be on the receiving end of, as he slowly peels off his jacket and throws it over the chair of the seat tucked in the corner of the foyer. And his feet are dragging practically behind him, as he dallies up down the hall and heads towards the stairs. 

“(Y/N),” he hums, “y’up here?” 

His tone is much more soothing now, far less tense than earlier, not as harsh nor as condescending. In fact, it’s bordering serene. Unbeknownst to you, he’s riddled with prosperity, because he’s got big news to tell you and it feels like it’s gonna start oozing out of him if he doesn’t spill it soon. 

Your dress is strewn across the end of the bed, shoes lying sloppily on the floor just beneath it. And your bag is on the bed as well, open, contents laying in a heap beside your dress. The water stops again, for good, and that’s when he decides to invite himself into the master bath.

“Left in a hurry, yeah?” His tone is much softer now, more inviting, and for a minute you nearly slip up and answer. 

But you catch yourself, patting a towel across your face to get the last remnants of makeup off. His eyes are boring into you, with a stare so profound that the skin on the back of your neck almost feels hotter than the rest of your body. 

He’s much eager than earlier in the evening, as you turn to throw the towel in the wash basket. A small smirk is tugging at the corner of his mouth, eyes wide and brighter, telling you he’s in a much better mood than he was when he publicly scolded you in front of a business associate just a mere hour ago. 

But his smirk fades into a half assed frown when you casually brush past him, practically like you didn’t even see him standing just a foot or two behind you. His eyes follow you out of the bathroom, and his body soon follows, as you clean up your things around the room in nothing but your undergarments, hair pulled back and eyes heavy. 

“Yeh mad a’ me.” He exhales, fingers going for the buttons of his shirt.

The flicker of your gaze is cruel, and it makes him shift uncomfortably. Only for a moment do you stop undoing your side of the bed, but it’s to deliver a callous glare, before you go back to fixing your pillow. 

“Y’wanna tell me?” He persists, “s’no use in ignoring me, can’t apologize if I don’t know, right?” 

“It doesn’t concern you.” You mumble, so beneath your breath that he almost misses it.

“M’sorry?” 

The irony of him seeming to forget the demeaning remarks he made a short time ago, along with his elongated acrimonious attitude for the past two days, starts to eat away at you. And the longer he looks at you with that blank, puzzled stare the more you wanna start raising your voice. 

But your voice again, goes unheard, as you keep your lips shut particularly tight before letting out a deep breath through your nose. The hostility in the room continues to grow, and you let it, so he can have time to write his wrongs and piece together how badly he fucking embarrassed you. 

He watches as you continue to neglect your reasoning for dismissing him, sighing irritably as you go to hang your dress up. The silent treatment irks him, it gets under his skin and you know that. And, of course, you’re taking full advantage. The irritably goes into full swing when you emerge out of the closet with a blanket, avoiding his gaze and going to grab your pillow. 

A frustrated huff comes from him, “Act like a child all y’want, m’gonna follow you to every bloody room in th’house till yeh talk.” 

“Well I don’t want you to follow me.”

“And she speaks!” He mocks, “s’about fucking time! Thought yeh went mute or y’just-” 

“Will you shut the fuck up,” you hiss, and his eyes go wide, but he his lips stop moving for sure “just fucking shut up!” 

He waits for something to follow, anything really, because he’s not sure when he’s seen you snap at him like that. He’s not sure he’s ever seen you snap like that. But he’s left to wait for however long you deem necessary, because you turn around again and head towards the staircase. But surely, he’s only steps behind you, feet so heavy coming down the stairs you swear he’s on the verge of falling. 

“Christ can yeh not walk so fast.” He mutters, nearly slipping on the last step.

He flickers on the light of the living room, noticing how you chose to set up a makeshift bed on the sofa parallel to the coffee table. And a frown engraves itself on the lower half of his face when he sees you solemnly place your follow beside the armrest, slinging your blanket over the cushions before sitting down. 

“M’I gonna have t’stand here th’entire night?” He sighs, disappointed you haven’t even turned to face him yet.

“No,” you answer, and a particular sense of relief washes over him, “on your way back upstairs now, can you switch the lights off?”

“(Y/N),” he growls, “you’re a big girl, no? I don’t understand wha’ I did t-”

“You,” you exhale, “you really don’t understand? Don’t understand why I’m mad?” 

“No!” He exclaims, eyes bulging, “wouldn’t be pestering yeh if I did!”

“(Y/N) do yeh mind this doesn’t concern you!” You mimick, “(Y/N) can y’fucking go away!”

He nearly lets a giggle slip, not because he thinks your feelings are comical, but more so because you’re British accent is horrific and the faces your pulling are hysterical. The icy glare he receives from you shuts him up, immediately, and he goes back to standing in silence. 

“(Y/N) iron my fookin shirt, (Y/N) can yeh knock it off. (Y/N) do this, (Y/N) do tha’ blah blah blah!”

“Y’finished now, yeah?” He snickers, and you can feel angry tears concurring. 

“Forget it,” you lament, “just- I’m tired and I don’t wanna talk about this anymore.”

And now he feels bad, because he hadn’t meant to get you this upset. He didn’t really realize how snarky he had been, and just how much it seemed to get to you. The snickering was inappropriate, especially now, because he can see the angry tears aren’t really angry tears. He’s hurt your feelings, and he’s got you thinking its nothing more than a joke. 

“(Y/N),” he sighs, “sorry doesn’t even- was unfair o’ me to be so nasty to yeh.”

“I feel this big right now,” you growl, leaving barely any space between your pointer finger and thumb to prove your point, “because you’re an immature dick who can’t appropriately handle your stress.” 

“S’a valid point,” he admits, and now you finally decide to look at him, “you’re absolutely right, was a really childish thing o’ me t’do.”

“Yeah I know, that’s why I said it.” 

“M’glad yeh did,” he agrees, and the tenseness in your body begins to subside, “really, ‘cus I didn’t even notice it and I feel awful tha’ I said all those things. ‘Specially in front of those people.”

“Yeah,” you murmur, “fuck you.” 

“Deserve tha’,” he breathes, “kinda beating a dead horse at this point, but alright. Deserve it. You’re important t’me, mean tha’, ‘nd I don’t ever want yeh t’feel like you’re that small again. Y’larger than life ‘nd I don’t ever want yeh t’feel like anything less.”

“All very true.” You nod in agreement, to which he laughs at your pretend arrogance, smiling a little more comfortably when he pulls a small smile from you. 

“Now will yeh come back upstairs so we can celebrate my movie role.” He teases, pulling you in by the strap of your bra.

“I’ll come back upstairs,” you submit, standing up with your pillow.

Harry stands up as well, going to follow you out of the room, before you stop him halfway towards the door.

“But you’ll stay down here,” you smile contently, and he frowns, “and don’t give me that face. Because I’m still fucking annoyed with you.”

He lets out a frustrated groan, giving you one of those childish whimpers as you head towards the stairwell and leave him behind. 

“No celebratory sex? I got th’bloody movie role!” He whines, calling after you.

“Ask me again in a week.” 

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One Direction Picture Preferences #31 Hairstyle He Does On You

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(He only shook it up... 😂😂😂)

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32,000 feet

Minutes seemed to stretch by like cold molasses dripping off of a spoon. On an airplane - any airplane - time seemed to move differently. And who knew? Up here in a steel bullet, things that applied back on the ground didn't seem to make the same sort of sense. Time, personal space, hushed conversations once the light went down.

But on this flight, with Harry so peacefully resting beside you, time didn't seem to move slowly as much as it seemed to stop altogether.

You were just seven hours into an 18 hour flight. Eleven more stretched out before you and, God, if you couldn't touch Harry for a whole DAY you thought you'd lose it.

Something about him like this just made you CRAVE him. You snuck a glance at him with his head leaned against the window. His fingers stroked across a book, headphones weaved from his phone up his chest, resting quietly in his ears. The cords stroking his neck slightly, which bulged each time he swallowed. You were so hot it was almost painful. And he didn't even notice - so engrossed in his reading the way he usually devoted his attention to your body when you were in bed together.

You let a finger brush against your own neck and down your collarbone. Harry, completely unaware, licked his lip, bit it between his teeth, and turned the page of his book. He looked up at you, and seemed almost shocked when he saw your face - the lust was likely written all over your features.

You watched him watch you, one or two glasses of red wine warming you up from the inside. His eyes widened as he watched your hand keep traveling down your body, grazing along your belly and down into your waistband.

Harry quickly glanced at the sleeping woman beside him, then across the eye at a woman engrossed in a movie on her seat-back screen.

His eyes were wide but didn't say a word, and neither did you. You wanted desperately to know what exactly he was listening to through his headphones as he moved his hands over yours. His eyes were darting all around the cabin as he intertwined his fingers with yours under your pants. His hands were cold against the bare skin below your belt.

"Drinks?" A flight attendant clanged noisily by with her large metal cart. Harry had quickly swept both of your hands out of your pants and onto your lap. A simple handhold. Nothing indecent here!

But he nearly growled a "No" at the attendant when she asked you again.

"Jesus, Y/N," he whispered into your cheek. He fell on top of you in relief when she moved on.

You felt hot everywhere just imagining what kind of reaction he'd have if you put you hand in his pants and rubbed him out right now.

But you had a little more tact than that.

The lights went off quickly again, the aisles clear of flight attendants who'd made their rounds. You leaned over to Harry.

"I'm going to the bathroom," you whispered. And one beat passed with your lips next to his ear before you followed up. "Knock 6 times when you get there."

Wasting no time or courage, you stumbled over the sleeping lady next to you and made your way to the very back of the plane. Six flight attendants sat buckled into their seat. You waved at them with a smile, then pushed open the door to the tiny bathroom.

They would definitely know exactly what was going on behind this door... but what were they going to do? Chide you like schoolchildren?

Time stopped again as you waited for Harry's knock. So much that the wine started wearing off a little and you worried whether or not he was even coming. You sat on the counter, waiting, waiting, waiting.

Then at the door:

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock....

Knock.

You unlocked the door and pulled Harry in the second you recognized his hand, his tattoos, the way his veins traveled across the sides of his fingers, up his forearm.

He gasped when he realized you'd already unbuttoned your jeans, undone your bra, and you were already working on his pants.

"What's gotten into you?" He growled into your ear as his hand slid up your shirt and he pulled the skin of your neck between his front teeth.

"This has to be quick," you breathed back.

As your fingers made it into his pants, you pulled his throbbing cock out of his boxers. Your stunt just minutes before in the cabin was still enough bouncing around his mind, enough to make his dick so hard it was almost purple.

With no time to undress any further, you let you jeans hit the floor and jumped back up on the counter. His thumb found your clit and he spent a moment rubbing circles around it.

"Inside me," you whispered impatiently in his ear. His cock was resting on your bare thigh. It twitched with pleasure. "Now."

He obeyed easily, spreading your lips apart with his fingers and pushing inside of you.

"Oh, God yes," he moaned. He grabbed one of your legs and pulled it around his hips. His cock pulled out of you and then he pushed it back in. He was so slow it was torturous. You couldn't help but like a squeal escape your lips.

He quickly put his palm over your mouth to silence you, still looking down where his dick pushed in and out of your wet push. You were in heaven - here are 32,000 feet - your body pulsing with pleasure every time he pumped into you.

With the hand that wasn't still holding your lips shut, Harry started circles around your clit again. You could feel yourself practically dripping all over the counter, your body giving itself over to Harry's cock, his finger - entirely.

His grinding became more frantic now, as you both realized how long you'd spent in the bathroom. A knock sounded at the door, but Harry ignored it and pushed his cock deeper into you with every thrust. You were flying toward orgasm, your back arching so far away from the mirror behind you that you were mostly just resting on Harry's hips to keep you pinned down. With a few more powerful pumps, Harry was over the edge, his cum pounding into your g spot - and then you met him there. Falling into a euphoria so unlike any other that you gasped, biting Harry's palm as you tried not to scream.

Another knock sounded at the door. Both you and Harry out your sweaty foreheads against each other and tried to gain a more stable sense of reality. Harry pulled himself out of you, stroking himself just once more behind hiding his dick back in his pants.

He knelt down to pick your jeans off the floor where they pooled around your ankles. Looking up at you, he let his tongue pass over your clit, slowly, one more time before pulling your panties up around your thoughts.

The passenger knocked again and Harry slung the door open. The old, balding man behind looked into the tiny bathroom wide-eyed, unsure what to do knowing you were both inside of it at the same time.

Harry simply grabbed your hands, pulling you out of the door and back to your seats.

As you both settled back into your row - the woman still sleeping next to you - Harry slipped his headphones back in before looking at you. He smiled, then leaned over.

"Still got ten hours left."

He winked and looked back down at his book.

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