#koh!harry blurbs

[aurianavaloria]

Kingdom of Heaven OST - The King (Harry Gregson-Williams)

This has been playing on repeat while I've been brainstorming headcanons and writing blurbs from my new WIP crossover fanfic, Sicut In Cælo Et In Terra.

Though Star Trek enables me to create the kind of AU content I want, the whole fic will lean far more heavily in favor of KoH, and King Baldwin IV in particular will play a very large role in this drastically-changed timeline and universe. The king himself will be a hybridized version of his historical and KoH selves, as will most of the other characters in the story.

For those interested, here are a few of these headcanons:

His chambers are frequented by an old and battle-scarred silver Egyptian Mau street cat. Baldwin has dubbed him "Carles Li Magnes" (Charlemagne).

His warhorse is named Vielantiu, after the horse of the legendary Roland.

His sword is called Enseigne, an Oakeshott XII-type pattern-welded blade with a bone hilt, blue and white enameling, and decorative gilding. According to the Old Norman dictionary, this word can mean everything from "sign" or "prophecy" to "paragon" and "exemplar", and even "war cry", depending on context. The engraving in the fuller reads "Virtue, Faith, Will" in Latin. As for the design, see the WIP sketch below.

If I've piqued your interest, be sure to check out the WIP first chapter I posted here!

[tinydestinybear]

angel girl

a short blurb from the koh!universe when y/n spots harry and lily dancing because i miss them 

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You had returned back to the mansion after a long day at the tea parties. Harry had thus been left in charge of Lily who has now grown up to be quite a strong, independent young little lady as Harry likes to call her. 

Once she had woken up after her afternoon nap, she had rushed into Harry’s office with strong little steps, demanding for your presence and resistant to do any other thing. He sees a reflection of his own strong will within her which definitely frustrates him right now. 

“Should we try some dancing?”

At Harry’s suggestion, Lily’s face lights up a little. She’s trying hard to not smile and it’s enough for Harry to jump on. 

“I want to make your hair,” she whispers in his ears.

Harry pulls her into his arms before he swings her around and presses kisses to her now laughing, bleaming face while he takes her to her room. “Should hurry up then, shouldn’t we?”

Back to present, you announced your presence back before noticing that it’s to an empty room, “I’m home.” Suprisingly, you didn’t expect the room to be so tidy - with the exception of a few of books lying around and the toys you bought for Lily, smiling as you glanced at her growing drawing collection. 

Grabbing your shawl, you hummed as you descended down for the garden. When you passed by the ball room, you heard the giggles you’ve now accustomed to along with some music playing and you felt yourself not ready to see what you expect. 

“Daddy right foot!” 

“Yes darling! I’ve got you,” Harry defending his blunder as he covers up and twirls her on her toes. 

“Don’t think so.”

“Hey-” 

Seeing your family interact while you leaned against down the door nearly made you felt. As Harry and Lily both went around with utmost concentration (yet with Harry messing up) an adoring smile turned over your face, gazing at them with only love and love. But what surprised you even more was the messy ponytail adorning his head, making you giggle at the sight.

They both went over the same routine, a little better now as Lily giggled whenever Harry made a weird face each time he twirled her. Her giggles nearly make you ache for the love you share for your little one. 

Towards completion, Lily spots you in the mirror and runs to wrap her arms around you, “Mommy!”

You reach down to hug her before beaming up at Harry as he walks towards you two, “Well here there, look at this beautiful sprout of mine” leaning up to peck his lips before softly petting at his ponytail in tease. 

“I can’t believe she did this to me,” He said, his face now resting in the crook of your neck as you watched Lily dance around contently. 

“Well she goes just on her dad? Doesn’t she?”

He bit the side of your neck playfully before he chuckled, “I thought I’d teach her how to be strong and get her to start practicing on defending herself. I thought I’d be a dad who’d ... have his kids look up at him with respect yet here I am with a sprout growing out of me.” 

You didn’t waste any time to turn to look at him, “You are a dad who she looks upto, one who she’ll look upto always. A dad who she feels comfortable enough to enjoy along every such activity.” You continued with a chuckle, “A dad who wants to make her happy so much that he now has a sprout on his head.” 

Laughing, Harry leant down just enough for his lips to faintly brush yours. “We have to stop keeping such high hopes of her. After all, it’s us two who she inherited her genes from. It can’t be that good.”

Rolling your eyes, you reached to slightly elbow him in the stomach before you said, “Us three idiots. Might as well include another one.” 

[sunflowervolvimp3]

king of hell!harry masterlist

an au in which harry is the demon king of hell and y/n is the angel that had the misfortune of running into him.

all koh!harry blurbs

harry wants y/n to feel at home, so he builds her a garden.

[chaoticloving]

all of my writings can be found in this post! please remember to reblog and share your thoughts and that english is not my first language!

please note that i wrote these fics. no one has any permission to copy, translate, post any of my works; with or without my permission.

but please enjoy <3

universes:

✎... Songs of Her's → actress!y/n x harry styles

in 2012, a friendship is formed between rising stars harry styles and y/n y/l/n. five months later the couple enter a relationship, trying their best to keep the cover of "just friends" to the public eye.

one-shots:

✎... Born to Die → koh!harry styles x mob!reader

after being double crossed, y/n is forced into making a deal with the devil. angst. HALLOWEEN

✎... Afterparty → frat/hockey!harry styles x reader

after an intense after party from harry winning the game, the fire alarm get set off, revealing a secret relationship

✎...The making of Stomper → harry styles x engineer!reader

harry has his wife make the feature of his new music video

blurbs:

✎..18 →harry styles x reader

y/n tries to take a pregnancy test without harry finding out, but of course, he does.

[farfromharry]

. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ . 3k blurb week ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ .

in honour of hitting 3k and it being my birthday next week, i wanted to do my first blurb thingy in a while!!

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what i’m writing:

send in mainly fluff but i’m okay with angst and comfort requests but please read through my guidelines before sending anything in!

you can use any of my own prompts, dialogue or dad prompts. or any of these other prompts lists: kisses, hugs, physical intamacy

who i’m writing for:

tom holland (dad!au, college!au/uni!au, mob!au, ceo!au, professor!au, prince!au, roommate!au, boxer!au, lifeguard!au, bartender!au, koh!au)

peter parker (dad!au, college!au, villain!au)

arvin russell (dad!au)

harry holland (dad!au, college!au/uni!au, prince!au, roommate!au)

harrison osterfield (dad!au, college!au/uni!au, mob!au, ceo!au, prince!au)

michelle jones (mom!au, college!au)

bucky barnes (dad!au)

dylan o’brien (dad!au, roommate!au, college!au)

stiles stilinski (dad!au, college!au, roommate!au)

druig (dad!au)

send in requests!!

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[blissfulparker]

Sleepover ✨

Hey everyone! I’ve recently hit a milestone so I decided to have a sleepover! I haven’t really written stuff in my inbox recently/talked to you guys so I hope that tonight can be that night!💗

What you can send in:

-blurbs

-AUS(prince!, koh!, mob!...)

-‘🧸’ for concepts

- 💐 for a blog compliment

-💌 for a love letter

-send me your fic recs

- talk to me about anything!🥰

-send me your book, TV shows, movie recommendations!

Who I write for:

Tom, Harrison, Harry, peter Parker, bucky barnes

Reminder that I am only human so I can not get to everything in one night! If I cannot get to your ask tonight please respect me! There will be no room for hate or negativity tonight! I am allowing smut to an extent(so no rough non-con stuff)💗

Tagging some mutuals🥺: @thollandss @spectacularlyspidey @fallinfortom @stormyholland @spiderrrling @petersholland @hollandbaby @londonspidey

[cali-holland]

★ moodboard masterlist ★

requests: closed 

looking for more content? main masterlist here

all picture credits go to their rightful owners

TOM HOLLAND

FIC BASED:

❀ under the stars

when you invite tom and harrison to go to a cabin in the woods with your old college friends, tom devises a plan to finally confess his feelings for you. little does he know, the cabin belongs to your ex-boyfriend, and he’s also seeking your attention this week

12k — best friends to lovers, slow burn — fluff

❀ risk it all

as the princess, you have to hide your relationship with tom, the stable hand. when your mother sets up a jousting tournament with the prize of your hand, tom must risk it all to win your heart 

4.1k — established relationship, osterfield!reader, medieval royalty au — fluff

❀ forever and ever

the stages of your wedding planning with tom

currently on hiatus — seven parts — osterfield!reader — fluff

❀ black like his soul 

tom knows it’s wrong to be in love with a human, but he can’t help it when he meets you; he also can’t help his beastly transformation every night. after months of building up a friendship with you, will he come clean about his true form or will he continue to let sunset dictate his life?

3.5k — friends to lovers, demon/prince of hell!tom x human!reader, college!au — angst

❀ learn to be lonely

in a world where two souls are destined for each other, is it possible to find love when your other half has passed- or are you truly destined to have a lonely heart forever?

currently on hiatus — six parts — soulmate au — angst

❀ heartbreak weather 

after getting out of a rough relationship, you meet tom, who pulls you out of your heartbreak weather

complete — four parts + extra blurbs — based on heartbreak weather, the album, by niall horan — horan!reader — fluff, minor angst

❀ golden bullets, tom as agent Q  

harrison osterfield x reader series, jame bond au

❀ something blue

today’s the first day of the rest of your life.

1.4k — wedding fic — fluff — requested

NON-FIC BASED:

❀ yellow

❀ beach wedding

❀ domestic fFluff

❀ having a baby girl 

❀ going to a concert

❀ blue

❀ coffee shop

❀ romantic (af)

❀ beach day

❀ best friends to lovers

❀ grunge!tom

❀ icy blue

❀ autumn

HARRISON OSTERFIELDarrison Osterfield

❀ golden bullets 

harrison osterfield, agent 007, was once the best mi6 agent around with the astounding reputation as a womanizer. there is only one woman who’s never fallen for his charms- you, agent 006, the best mi6 agent, the new assistant director of the program, and his new partner.

completed — eight parts — james bond au — enemies to lovers — fluff + angst

extra moodboards: agent 006 + golden bullets playlist

❀ golden hearts

sequel to golden bullets

completed — seven parts — james bond au — exes to lovers — fluff + angst

❀ an illicit affair

harrison can only visit you in the mortal world on the 13th of each month, but, with his powers weakening, he’s given an ultimatum: his crown or you

3.8k — koh!harrison x angel!reader — secret relationship — inspired by illicit affairs by taylor swift — angst

❀ blue

❀ harrison X singer!reader

❀ hufflepuff!harrison

❀ autumn

❀ summer

❀ venice with harrison

HARRY HOLLAND

❀ golden hearts, harry as agent 003 *

harrison osterfield x reader series, jame bond au

❀ harry X famous!reader

❀ hiking the grand canyon together

❀ dark green

❀ late nights

PETER PARKER

❀ mixed up in time 

when peter accidentally time travels back to 1960, he meets you and a few familiar faces, including your mother peggy carter

4.5k --- time travel au, post-endgame, strangers to lovers, carter/rogers!reader --- fluff

❀ spooky season

❀ beige/cream fall aesthetic

[hazinhoodies]

hey pals lets write some blurbs

i just failed a midterm and im having a crisis so send in some blurbs and make me forget about it!! Woo!!! ill be taking blurb requests until like sunday cause its technically reading week(end, reading weekend, my school is dumb) so yeah have fun go wild send ,e stuff pls

I write for Tom, Haz, Harry, Sam (platonically, that's for you @stuckonspidey ), Z, and Peter. If you want me to write for another mcu actor or character then tell me and I can give you a better answer on if im willing to

uh i did a poll and y’all said you’d send some in if i had prompts so those are below the cut, dialogue and au but if you have a song you really like and want me to write something based off that then sure. but also dont be spooked to send in your own ideas and stuff

no smut but i will imply

“am i in your head?”

“I had to do it”

“please look at me”

“you know i’m not like that”

“you’re oblivious”

“i wanted to see you again”

“no one is flirting with anyone”

“they’re not yours” (she/he/they)

“no, you have to promise”

“don’t you see that i’m trying?”

“i’ll sleep when i’m dead”

“i’m supposed to hate you”

“i’m yours, you know i am”

“i should have known”

“you can rest now”

“i’m no good”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you took everything from me”

“i saw this coming” 

“you broke my heart and all you say is sorry?”

“it’s nice that your voice was the first thing i heard”

“don’t pull away, not yet”

“i wanted to say it without stuttering but that failed”

“you’re really warm”

“my friends get annoyed with how much I talk about you”

“it’s three in the morning”

“i’ve been waiting a long time”

“love is overrated”

“i missed this”

“you’re in love with them” (her/he/them)

And uh heres some au’s

mob

koh

coffee shop

uni/frat

halloween/fall

royal

wwi/ii (military)

roommates

fake dating

pretend to be not dating au

bookstore

soulmate

sick au

musician (please i am a music major give me this and another prompt and let me run)

stuck in an airport why tf are the flights so delayed au

lawyer au

insert any movie here au

i’m just really desperate for people to send stuff in, here's my mutuals, i dont want this to flop

@hjosterfield @wazzupmrstark @parkerpuff @parkerstan @farfromhaz @rescue3000 @darlingosterfield @lovestruckhaz @hauntedtom @strangertingle @stormyholland @delicatetom @parkerspicedlatte @stuckonspidey @bigboyscottlang @hazshauntedbelle @osterfieldholland01 @spooky-starks  

[tinydestinybear]

Omg I am so happy that you still take request for koh harry! Maybe you could do one with harry and lily being sick and yn taking care of them not caring about her health. (Well you can make yn sick later in part 2 if you want but it's totally up to you👁👄👁) Maybe with a lil angst and drama👀

~💌

feedback is appreciated :) the ending might seem a little abrupt and i’m sorry about that 

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You never expected the argument to build so quickly, the tension increasing in the room as you let out a scoff, “You’re being unreasonable! I can fight for and protect myself, you don’t have to restrict my movement around the village!” Your eyes begin to puff up, feeling the anger within you rise.

“I’m only telling you to reduce your visits around for a few weeks because had the guard not been there today, you would have been the one that would have been injured. Did you think of that possibility? I’m only looking out for you here sweetheart, please understand.” Harry doesn’t want to get angry about this situation but your refusal is not helping his growing frustration. 

You wish Harry would understand that regardless of an attack on you, the Queen of Hell, your daily routine should not be affected and that restraining you would only bring more talk.

And Harry wished that you wouldn’t categorize this as him being overprotective over you, being concerned for your safety ever since you entered the kingdom was one of the things which was always on his mind. He wished he could explain how afraid he was of something happening to you, he would probably end up blaming himself.

Just as you wish to let him know that you’ll take more guards for the sake of your security, you both hear the door open as Lily enters. The sight of your four year old relives some tension in the room as you both feel yourself calm down. “Mama Dada, visit bunny?”

“Yes Lily, Dada’s gonna come with you,” Harry says before he turns towards you, grabbing your hand slightly and says, “I’m gonna take her for a while. Take care of yourself at the event.”

His hand leaves yours and you feel yourself slightly upset at the fact that this is the first time he’s not going to drop you off himself. You’ve been a strong, independent woman ever since birth but his love and affection for you always gets you weak.

It’s at the event where you come across stories of recent robberies and attacks going around the neighbouring villages when it finally comes to you that Harry was merely concerned for your safety and given how protective he is of you two, you’re shocked by how oblivious it was to you this time. Perhaps, you could both make up for the fight once you reach back.

Meanwhile Lily played with her pet bunny and Harry was in thought of how he made you this upset. He hoped you’d hear him out when you would return back. In a quenching thirst, Lily and Harry went along the bank of the river where they fed themselves and the bunny some water. Unknown to them, the water was contaminated with some bacteria.

As they returned back to the mansion, Lily’s ears seemed to turn red and her face started burning up. Just the worried father he was, Harry rushed to call for medical help and once he remembered drinking the water, he felt even more guilty. How is that he messed up twice the same day to hurt his family this much?

You returned a few hours later when you spotted both Harry and Lily sleeping, which felt a little off since it was not even past their dinner time. You removed your coat before you walked towards Harry’s side and patted him to wake him up.

He turned himself over before you shook him again. Rubbing his eyes before turning towards you, he looked at you with tired, sleepy eyes. “You’re home, I’m glad you’re back safe.”

“Are you two sleeping in early today?”

A little confused to approach the topic, Harry decided to at least let Lily sleep and tell you about what happened. “Y/N I- let’s just go to any other room first. I’ll tell you.”

Once you both settled down, you both looked at each other, his face suggested that he had so much to say to you but could find a way so you took it upon yourself to express what you had thought of, “Harry, I’m so sorry about what happened in the afternoon. I did not wish to ignore your request. It just felt like you were restricting me. I understand your point very well now and we can skip visiting for a while.”

“Love, It’s fine even I felt that I ignored your request. Maybe we can find a way in between to meet the commoners till the robberies die down,” His tone was a little off when he continued, “Lily and I, we went to meet the bunny right?”

“Right, is everything alright? You both dozed off early, I’m a little concerned.” 

“We had some water by the river, it wasn’t in the best state as it was contaminated by some bacteria. I fear Lily is not well and neither am I, it is a common bacterial fever but may take some days for us to recover,” While he spoke, you finally realized how pale he appeared and before continuing, you put your hand on his burning forehead which confirmed your fear.

“Did you have something to eat? Perhaps a porridge would be better for you now. I’ll make it, you stay here while I check up on Lily too.” Concern lacing in your voice, you got up by the end when Harry grabbed your hand and said, “Relax m’love. We had some porridge. Lily has a slight fever but the doctor said it should get better with the medicine. She fell asleep after having the food, we can still go and check up on her now.” 

A small frown sat on your face when you saw them both look weak before Harry held your face and said, “No frowning. We’re gonna be alright. Do not stress yourself out.”

“But you two- I should have been there instead.”

“And what would have happened? The two of you would have still gotten sick and you wouldn’t even have let me feel worried. So I’m doing the same.”

“Ok ok. I can never win from you, can I? Please rest now so I can see you better tomorrow.” You placed a kiss on his forehead.

In sickness and in health, remember?

[sunflowervolvimp3]

garden (koh!harry)

Warnings: language

Pairing: king of hell!Harry x angel!reader

Word Count: 4.2k

A/N: alright so!! this is an au a friend of mine and I thought of a couple years ago!! basically it’s demon!harry and angel!reader but with the added spice of harry being the king of hell!! the premise for this au is that it’ll kind of be an ongoing series/universe, like the hades!harry au!! so that means I’ll be posting a series of one shots and concepts in a non-chronological order, meaning that each one shot takes place in a different time and in a different order!! I’m really excited to write a series like this, in addition to the long stand-alone fics I do, and I really really hope you guys like it!! the last time I did a shorter one shot, it didn’t really get any feedback, and I thought longer stand-alone fics were the way to go, but I do really miss this format!! so. please. if you like it!! reblog it!! let me know you like it!! and let me know what questions you have about this au!! any concept or blurb ideas or thoughts you have!! I’m very excited for it and I hope you guys are too <3 also I originally wrote this au on my marvel blog last year, and have reworked and revamped it, so if it looks familiar, or sounds familiar, I promise I haven’t plagiarized lmao that was me!!

{masterlist}

When Y/N wakes up, the room is dark.

This, Y/N has come to realize, is normal, considering that the chambers she sleeps in have no windows. While this fact would normally have troubled her, she’s made her peace with it.  After all, what is there to see?  The palace, located in the center of hell, is surrounded by the flames of the underworld and the souls of the damned, and while neither of those things are a welcoming sight in the morning, they’re especially unwelcome for an angel such as herself.  It had taken her so long to adjust to the obsidian stone walls around her, the heavy black and red velvet drapes that lined the frame of her bed, and the smell of sulfur that lingered in the air, even after she had placed herbs and flowers to burn in the fireplace and create a sweet smoke in the air.  Truth be told, Y/N still wasn’t completely adjusted to the atmosphere around her, but this, too, doesn’t surprise her.  An angel could never truly adjust to being in hell.

A rustling in the bed next to her pulls Y/N from her thoughts, and she lets her gaze shift to the muscled body nestled in the sheets next to her.  This, she thinks, is another thing she may never get used to, even though it sparks a burning desire deep within her.  While the king of hell may have once frightened you, the sight of him lying next to her brings a feeling of comfort to her, and Y/N allows herself a moment to admire the rarely relaxed state Harry is currently in.  His curls, which are normally carefully styled beneath his crown, are tousled from sleep, falling into his face in an endearing way. His face itself is relaxed, the hard creases from the scowl that’s usually permanently etched into his features all but disappeared.  The demon is normally a fearsome thing to behold, his power at the forefront of every one of his movements, but seeing him like this…these are some of Y/N’s favourite times.

Thinking him still asleep, Y/N carefully pushes his mussed curls back from his face, her fingers tracing down the line of his jaw.  She can feel the stubble that’s unperceivable in the dark, and a soft sigh falls from her lips as she enjoys the rough sensation against her delicate fingers.

“Why are you awake, angel?” Harry’s low voice rumbles deep from his chest, raspy from lack of use.  Although his eyes remain closed, his face half pressed into his pillow, Y/N watches him adjust himself in the bed.

“I don’t know.” She whispers back, laying her head back on her own pillow, her gaze still on his body. “I’m sorry for waking you.”

“S’alright.” Harry gives a small sigh, opening his eyes just barely. “I was just resting.  I’m fine.”

Yes, Y/N thinks, that’s another thing she isn’t quite used to.  While her body functions like that of a human, needing sleep every night, breathing oxygen into her lungs, a heart pumping blood through her veins…. Harry doesn’t.  It’s rare he sleeps, and even when he does, it’s never for more than a few hours.  He had explained to Y/N once how his heart beat so slowly when he was created, and how it stopped completely when he reached full maturity.  Although Y/N can see the faint blueish outlines of veins beneath his tattooed skin, she’s not exactly sure what runs through them.  Blood seems too common for a being like him.  And if he was ever to get hurt, Y/N’s quite certain that he wouldn’t bleed like she would.

The sensation of Harry beginning to play with her hair pulls Y/N from her thoughts. “Why are you awake, hm?” He keeps his voice low, his tone gentle.  He’s gotten better at speaking softly for her. “What’s troubling that pretty mind of yours, angel?”

Y/N half shrugs as best she can while laying down. “Nothing.  Just…thinking, I suppose.”

Harry quirks up an eyebrow. “Thinking?  About what?”

The words hesitate at the edge of Y/N’s mouth before spilling out. “How…I don’t really belong here.”

A deep hum echoes from Harry’s chest as his deep green eyes close again. “’F course you belong here, love. Don’t be silly.”

“I don’t belong here.” Y/N repeats the phrase insistently, her eyes glued to the way his jaw tenses as she says it. “I…I’m not from here.”

“Doesn’t mean you don’t belong.” Harry counters, eyes opening once again.  They’re darker now, and Y/N can see the stubbornness swirling within them. “I’m the king.  I want you here.  That means you belong.”

Y/N chews on her bottom lip, contemplating the best way to explain herself. “I just…I miss it.” She says finally, her voice small as it slips into the space between them.

Harry’s pink lips pull down into a frown. “Miss what?”

Fingers twisting together, Y/N pauses before answering Harry’s inquiry. “Above.”

“Oh, angel…” Harry sighs again as he shifts his position, pulling her into his marked chest.  His strong hands find her back in the darkness, stroking up and down over her cotton nightgown in a soothing manner. “What’s there to miss?  Angry people rushing around all the time, destroying their own planet?  Destroying themselves along with it?  No, you’re much better off down here, with me.”

“There’s plenty to miss.” Y/N counters, pressing her ear into his chest to be greeted with the familiar sound of silence. “The smell of rain, sunshine, flowers growing, birdsongs…” She sighs as she trails off. “And I like people, you know that.  They may destroy things, but down here…you destroy things too.”

“Only things that need to be.” Harry argues, his fingers continuing his tracings across her back, barely brushing over the two ridges between her shoulder blades where her wings usually sit. “Souls that deserve punishment, or souls that sold themselves to me.  It’s part of the deal, angel.”

“I miss my garden.” Y/N’s voice is barely audible as she grazes her finger over his pentagram necklace. “My rose bushes, my sunflowers…I used to grow berries, too.  Strawberries, blueberries…I would make delicious pies and scones…”

“If you truly desire those things,” Harry murmurs slowly, carefully measuring his words. “Then I can get them for you.  I can send a demon to the surface for the fruits, and all the ingredients you would need to bake.  I’m sure anything you create would taste…” The growing smirk is practically audible in his voice. “Sweet.”

Despite the light warmth that flushes her cheeks, Y/N shakes her head against his chest. “It’s not the same.” She sighs. “I miss the breeze.  I miss the ocean.  I used to run to the edge of the surf to dip my toes in the water…and I loved going to the beach at night.  On clear nights, the moon would reflect on the water like a mirror, two glowing spheres, watching over me…”

“Are you not happy here?” Harry’s voice turns gruffer as he registers the longing in her voice. “You know why going to the surface is dangerous.  The angels—”

“Would try to take me back. I know.  And I don’t want to go back.” Y/N rubs her hand over Harry’s tensed muscles, trying to soothe him back into a relaxed position. “I just miss it. Isn’t there anything you miss? Anything that causes an ache in you, deep in your chest?” She presses her palm over his stilled heart to emphasize her words.

Harry softens at her touch, relaxing back into the sheets once more. “The only absence that could ever make me ache is yours.” He kisses the top of her head, an action so tender that Y/N almost forgets he’s a demon. “Sleep, angel.  Dwelling on these matters will only cause you pain.”

Y/N kisses his collarbones chastely, the curves fitting easily underneath her lips, before settling herself back down and closing her eyes.  Although breathing isn’t necessary for Harry, the familiar action soothes her as she listens to his breaths, the sound acting as her own personal ocean as she drifts to sleep.

…

The bed is cold when Y/N wakes up again the next morning, a sign that Harry has been long gone.  Given his strange sleep schedule, this isn’t unusual. What is unusual, however, is the carefully folded note sitting on his carefully fluffed pillow.  Y/N’s name is on the top of the note, scribbled in Harry’s messy penmanship.  Y/N rubs the sleep from her eyes as she picks up the rough paper, a shiver rolling through her as she brings it to her nose.  Although there’s the now familiar burn of sulphur initially, underneath sits Harry’s musky cologne, and the faint scent of it is enough to drive her mad.

Before she allows herself to get worked up any more, Y/N carefully unfolds the note, finding more of Harry’s writing on the inside.

Breakfast will be outside today, on the palace grounds.

Y/N frowns in confusion as she reads over the words repeatedly, trying to make sense of them. Harry knows that she hates going outside the palace walls, much preferring to spend her time inside the safety of the obsidian stone structure.  Between the anguished sounds of the damned, the burning smell of sulfur, the agonizing heat…Y/N typically avoids the depressing area.  However, Y/N has always had a natural curiosity to her, ever since she was created, and she knows that Harry is aware of that, which is why she finds herself making her way to the palace grounds as soon as she’s dressed. Although the idea of going outside leaves a pit in her stomach, she can’t help but wonder what would bring Harry to want to have breakfast outside.  And, moreover, Y/N trusts Harry.  Despite every one of her natural instincts telling her that a demon is dangerous, and the king of demons is even more so, Harry’s proven to her that he wouldn’t put her in harm’s way.

When Y/N reaches the palace doors, Harry is already waiting there, his arms clasped behind his back. He’s dressed in his usual attire of a suit, but this one is one of Y/N’s favourites.  The black fabric is trimmed with red, and a pattern of intricate red and gold stitches decorates the body of the jacket.  The pants are tailored to match, fitting his legs perfectly enough that they just brush the top of his black heeled boots.  As Y/N’s eyes trail back up, she registers his usual rings on his hands—the silver skull, the ruby, the silver band, the onyx stone—as well as notes that his fingernails have freshly been painted black.  His pentagram necklace, she knows, is carefully tucked under his shirt, hidden away between the black fabric and his tattooed chest.  There’s a slight smile on his lips as he watches her walk towards him, and a satisfied expression glimmers in his dark green eyes.  As he turns his head to the side to regard her, the gold and ruby crown that sits atop his perfectly styled curls catches the low light of the lit sconces around them.

As soon as Y/N is within his reach, Harry extends a ringed hand. “Good morning, angel.” He pulls her close to him, pressing her into his chest. “You look beautiful.”

Although enduring his compliments have become the usual, Y/N still hasn’t quite gotten used to them, and a light blush grows over her cheeks. Despite the embarrassment, Y/N’s glad that his words haven’t triggered the angelic blue light that sometimes radiates from her eyes when she feels something intensely (it had happened once a few weeks ago, and the smug look on Harry’s face had made Y/N swear to herself that she wouldn’t let it happen again). “Thank you, my king.” She holds up the note curiously, gauging the expression on his face. “What’s this?”

“I have a surprise for you.” Harry lowers his voice as he leans down to brush his lips over Y/N’s ear, speaking so only she can hear his throaty words. “And I really think you’ll love it.”

His tone of voice coupled with his breath on her ear makes Y/N shiver involuntarily. “O-okay.”

Judging by the smirk on Harry’s face, Y/N can tell that her reaction hasn’t gone unnoticed. “Come, angel.” Harry tugs lightly on Y/N’s hand as his smirk transforms itself into a more tender grin. “I have something to show you.”

Y/N’s curiosity is what allows her to allow Harry to push the front doors of the palace open and lead her outside.  As expected, the moment Y/N steps into the muggy air of hell, her discomfort starts. Each breath seems to catch in her throat, and the very air around them feels as if it’s clinging to her skin, burrowing deep into her pores to start a slow burn.  A small sound of discomfort escapes Y/N’s throat against her will, catching Harry’s attention immediately.

“You’re alright, angel.” He assures her instantly, squeezing her warm hand with his own icy fingers. “Come.”

Y/N continues to allow herself to be led by Harry, all of her steps falling slightly behind his own. After a few more minutes pass, she’s about to speak again to ask what exactly is so important for her to see, until she senses a change in the air.  The more they walk, the more the burning smell of sulphur disappears from her senses. With relief finally on the horizon, Y/N’s pace finally speed up until she falls into step with Harry, her curiosity growing stronger as her discomfort slips away.

Harry squeezes her hand again, and the simple gesture is almost an encouragement as Y/N’s steps increase again.  She begins to pull him behind her, leading the way on instinct alone.  There’s an excitement in her curiosity and confusion, and Harry can feel it emanating from her as she gets closer and closer to his surprise.  It brings a smile to his face, seeing her like this.  Seeing her alive.  Seeing her bring life to a place meant for the damned.

When Y/N finally sees the source of the sweet smelling air, she stops in her tracks, her hand moving to clutch Harry’s arm in shock as her mouth falls open.  She gasps sharply, so in awe of what’s in front of her that the lack of pain from breathing hell’s hair doesn’t even register in her mind.  Her mind has no space for it.  All that she can think about is Harry behind her and the garden before her.

This is her surprise. A garden.  A real, living, almost seemingly breathing, garden.  At least, Y/N thinks it’s a garden.  The dry earth beneath her spreads into scorched grass that fades into a delightful green hue, so vibrant that Y/N almost thinks that each blade has been painted with the colour.  At the edge of the grass is a large hedge, at least three times as tall as Y/N and double as long.  The darker green leaves that make up the wall of nature are dotted with wildflowers, adding pops of white and yellow every few inches.  In the very center of the hedge is a large wooden door, built out of dark, sturdy wood studded with shining iron bolts.  Although there’s a large wrought-iron knocker in the center of the wood, there’s no handle, and fear of not being able to see inside the magnificent structure seizes Y/N’s body as she turns to look at Harry with questioning and concerned eyes.

Harry seems to read the question in Y/N’s eyes, and the demon steps forward in response. “Here.” He says, taking Y/N’s hand from his arm and pressing it to the door, his own hand cupped over hers protectively.  There’s a cadence to his voice that Y/N’s never heard before, and it takes her a moment to register it as excitement as he continues speaking. “It only opens to your touch.”

Y/N feels a shudder underneath her hand, almost as if the wood has registered that the palm pressed against it is her own.  The force keeping it closed suddenly fades away, and Y/N easily pushes the large door open to reveal the garden inside.  

The crisp and clear scent of fresh air hits Y/N first, almost bowling her over completely.  For the first time in a long time, she’s able to inhale deeply and freely, not worrying about what the air around her may do to her body.  The high hedge wall, along with the trees that create a canopy over the whole garden, seem to act like a barrier, blocking out the smells and sounds of hell. Y/N can smell various flowers and plants all around her, as well as the wonderfully earthy scent of dirt, and as she gazed around the natural enclosure, all she can hear is—

“Birds!” Y/N gasps in amazement as a small mockingbird lands on a tree branch, chirping happily.  Without tearing her gaze away from the small creature, she poses half a question to Harry. “How—?”

Harry, still standing at the edge of the garden after closing the door behind them, knows her question before she even finishes. “I created it for you last night.” He says simply, his green irises glued to her every movement. “After our discussion.”

Y/N turns in a slow circle as she does her best to take in every detail around her.  Birds, she realizes, aren’t the only creatures inside the haven; butterflies fly through the air, moving leisurely from flower to flower, and the chittering of squirrels scrambling up and down the trees mixed with the sounds of all the birds hidden in the leaves.  A rustling in the bushes catches Y/N’s attention, and she manages to catch a glimpse of the cotton tail of a bunny before it hides under the foliage. A small frown tugs on the corner of her lips as she wonders why the bunnies are hiding away—heavenly beings are usually beloved by any living creatures—but like before, Harry guesses her question before she can ask it.

“They, uh, they don’t like me.” He clears his throat halfway through his sentence, his eyes gauging her reaction to his words. “Living creatures aren’t very fond of demons.  Unlike your kind, we don’t smell like sunshine and cotton candy.”

Despite her delight in his gift, Y/N can’t help but roll her eyes a bit at his gentle ribbing. “I don’t smell like sunshine and cotton candy.” She says, reaching out a delicate finger to a butterfly floating near her.  The tiny creature lands on her finger easily, without hesitation, and Y/N notices how Harry doesn’t receive the same treatment from the other butterflies in the air.  In fact, now that she’s paying attention, she quickly realizes that every living being in the garden around them is steering clear of the king.  She can’t quite blame them, she thinks, her eyes flickering over Harry’s closed off posture, dark appearance, and powerful aura.  Everything about him radiates the energy of someone who is dangerous.  And yet, Y/N’s never felt safer in hell than she does in this moment.

At the thought of safety, a new fear crosses her mind “Are they safe here?” Y/N asks in a hushed voice. “The animals?  I don’t want them to get hurt, or…”

“This garden is its own ecosystem.” Harry finally makes his way away from the garden edge, taking Y/N’s hand in a reassuring manner.  The butterfly on her finger flutters away as he gets closer, but Y/N’s attention is once again focused on the feeling of Harry’s cool fingers on her flushed skin. “As long as they stay in here, they’re safe.  I swear it.” Harry says, sincerity clear in his voice.

Y/N’s heart pounds beneath her chest, every once of her senses alight as they bask in the fresh air around her. “Oh, Harry…” Her eyes widen again as she begins to catalogue all the varieties of plants growing around her.  Not only were there flowers galore—fragrant roses of all colours, sunflowers taller than her, fragrant lilies, vibrant tulips, bright daffodils—all of her favourites, she notes—but past a grove of trees is— “Are those berries?”

The dimples that Y/N so rarely sees in Harry’s cheeks appear as he smiles at her excitement. “Yes.” He leads her over, his own excitement growing with every step.  Y/N notices how he walks with care, making sure not to step on any flora with his heeled boots.  It’s strange, seeing the king of hell being so cautious, but she appreciates it nonetheless.

Harry points to the various bushes around them with a painted finger, naming them as he goes. “Strawberries, blueberries…everything you’ve missed.  There’s room for you to plant more, as well.  If you’d like.” He glances at her for a moment, an unreadable look in his deep green eyes before he turns back to the plants. “And I set up a few stone benches throughout the garden, so you can come sit here when you need a break.  There’s one under the willow tree, one by the rose bushes, and one by the—”

“The water.” Y/N whispers, voice barely audible.  If Harry was human, he wouldn’t be able to hear the quiet gasp leave her lips. “Harry…”

When Y/N’s hand slowly slips out of Harry’s to walk to the water feature at the edge of the garden, she feels as though she’s in a trance.  Perhaps it’s the water itself, she thinks, calling out to her to soak her hell-scorched skin within its cooling depths.  Somehow, Harry had managed to make a small waterfall flow down from the top of the hedge into a crystal clear pool, which babbled delightfully with the motion.  Although the pool isn’t large, it’s certainly big enough to swim in, and just the very thought of slipping into the water brings a feeling of relief to Y/N.  Peering over the edge, she can see a few fish swimming around in the crystal clear water, and a new feeling of gratefulness mixes with the previous.

So entranced in the small pond, Y/N doesn’t even realize that Harry has followed behind her, keeping his distance by a few feet so she can admire the water. “Do you like it?” He asks, the excitement in his voice seeping out in exchange for a nervous and unsure tone. “It’s not…done yet.  I just did it quickly, so it—I can still add more, or take out things you don’t like, or—”

“Harry.” Y/N turns to face him with tears in her eyes, a small shake of her head being the only action she’s capable of. “This is…wonderful.  I don’t know how to thank you…”

Harry’s own eyes grow softer as he notices the tears welled in Y/N’s lash line, reflecting the light that seems to emanate from her eyes. “You don’t need to thank me.” He keeps his voice low, as if he’s worried speaking loudly will break whatever it is that’s growing between them. “I…I want you to be happy here.  I want you to feel like…this is your home.”

“I do.” Y/N promises sincerely, taking both of his hands in hers as she speaks.  She kisses his knuckles, her warm lips a contrast against the cold metal and stones of his rings. “Thank you.  I truly mean it.  Thank you.”

A new look passes through Harry’s eyes, more unreadable than anything Y/N’s ever seen before.  His pink lips are just as much a mystery, no expression available on them as he pulls a hand from her grasp in order to cup her cheek.  Despite the callouses on his fingers, and the cool temperature of his skin, Y/N leans into his touch, pressing her cheek into his palm.

“You’re welcome.” Harry’s thumb brushes over Y/N’s cheek bone, and the motion is so delicate and tender that Y/N isn’t quite sure what to make of it. “You’re…you’re so very welcome.”

Although he’s giving a polite response to her thanks, Y/N can’t help but feel like something deeper sits underneath the simple phrase as Harry repeats it.  She’s welcome.  So very welcome.  But welcome where?  In this garden?  Into his life?  Into him? The very thought of a double meaning causes her heart to pound, and by the flicker in Harry’s eyes, she knows he can hear it.

The questions bubble to her lips, but catch themselves on the tip of her tongue as her eyes detect a movement in the corner of gaze.  The breeze around them (Y/N isn’t sure where the breeze is coming from, but she’s grateful for it nonetheless) move something she hadn’t noticed before.  All questions about Harry’s intention fade away as her eyes focus on the sturdy branch of an oak tree, and the carefully woven ropes and wooden seat that hang from it.  She drops his hands, stepping out of his grasp and towards the object of her attention. “Is that—is that a swing?”

A light chuckle rolls from Harry’s lips at the awe in her voice. “Yes.” He says, his amusement clear in the word. “Would you like me to push you?”

The offer is so casual, and yet, it brings a sudden shyness to Y/N’s reply. “Only if the king would like to.”

Harry bows his head, his crown sparkling atop his brown curls as he extends a hand. “It would be my honour, angel.”

Y/N matches his smile as she takes his hand once again.

[tinydestinybear]

🏝 KoH!Harry giving Lili her first bath 🥺🥺🥺

aah little lily :( this isn’t the first bath though! you remember how harry was a little scared when the bub was to come? he’s better at loving lily now 🥺

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Harry never thought giving bath to a baby would bring so much joy to his heart when he sees Lily smile so wide, her laughs echoing in the bathroom as she’s fascinated by the water splashes she creates by flapping her hands and the little oo’s she lets out at the small bubbles. 

Giving a bath to Lily is one of his favourite daily moments. It’s definitely not easy for him at some days, but this is something he would never trade anything for. It’s also the time when he actually sees the naughty, goofy side of her come out these days. She’s absolutely a 100% messy, throwing water on Harry, demanding him to join her or else she won’t take a bath, growing an army of her own bath toys. 

“Dada wash,” She says while giggling slightly after she rubs the soap on his cheek and makes a design of her own. She doesn’t even give him a minute before she’s herself grabbing some water in her tiny hands and washing his cheek. 

��All clean Dada!” You can only imagine how adorable the sight is and how her face brightens up more when she sees her father smile at her actions.

She’s also compliant so when Harry tells her, “Close your eyes little angel, gotta wash your face,” she’s instantly putting her face in front of him, eyes closed and a wide grin on her face.

“Sweet little creature of mine,” He whispers as he leaves a soft kiss on her forehead after washing her face and grabs her from the tub. Her hands instantly go around his shoulder as she hides her face in his chest and a second later looks up at him with a replica of his own green, doe eyes, “Story next?”

“Yes, story next.”

[tinydestinybear]

Sweet Nothings (KOH!Harry)

Prompt: just some cozy mornings with the King and Queen Of Hell

Warnings: sexual activities, harry being a simp and a confident husband 😉 i’m a little worried if this is good smut or not so i’m sorry if this doesn’t suit you :/

W/C: 610 words

A/N: Mar my love happiest birthday!!! I’m hoping the best for you today and every coming day 💕 here’s a gift from me to you on this special day of yours 💖 (do look forward to more 🐣 ) @marmixedwithabitofintellect

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“I’m assuming you’re yet again looking at me sleeping, right?” You muttered, voice still rough as your eyes slowly opened to see Harry more clearly. It was still early since the sun seemed to just rise but it didn’t help when you could feel his eyes raking your skin. 

“And if I am? Am I wrong to adore my wife’s face?” He said with a smile on his face as he shifted closer to you, enclosing your waist with his arm and leaving a delicate kiss near your shoulder. You hummed as you felt the kiss, eyes closing unconsciously as sleep enchanted you.

A few minutes later, you felt another light kiss on your shoulder and you took the initiative to shift and rest on his chest as you placed your lips over his in a soft kiss. You could feel the smile on his face grow more as he softly caressed your cheeks with his fingers. 

You love this unplanned routine you both share, soft kisses shared and bodies wrapped around each others’. Far away was sleep now and you couldn’t help but caress his muscles gently. It’s moments like these that make you not want to leave his warmth and how much you wish to spend more time together with him.

“Not wrong, m’love,” You said, resting your head in the crook of his neck and humming slightly when you felt his hips buck into your own. Just when you start going down with kisses on his body, he turns you both to be the one on top. 

“I’m having my breakfast so if you’d excuse me.” 

It leaves you laughing while feeling relaxed when his fingers began to trace down your body, eventually caressing your thighs. 

“I wonder who makes you this wet every time?” His lips nip at your sensitive skin before pulling aside your underwear and coating his fingers with your slick as he slowly moved them to your clit.

“Well my husband will have the perfect answer to that, won’t he?”  

“I bet he has,” You felt the desire grow when a strong flick came on your clit as if he did it in retaliation. When you felt his fingers stretch your pussy, you know you’d never grow used to how his fingers stretched you out. It amazes you how he’s ever ready to give you pleasure and is perfectly fine with keeping his aside. 

You probably don’t know but Harry loves you like this, loves you that you look this pretty even when you complain that your hair’s messy afterwards, loves that only he has the pleasure to see you like this, to make you feel this way. No amount of anything else will be able to satisfy his soul so much than to see you and wake up with you by his side. 

You didn’t leave him either - your hand moved towards his cock and despite the clothed barrier, you could feel the precum. You decide to please him just right after but you continue with subtle touches. 

“F-fuck.” And he knows, you’ll get there soon with the way your thighs begin to twitch, the increasing moaning with little gasps in between as he curls his finger, especially finding his way into that spot which makes you come apart. He is quick to attack your clit with his other thumb as you arched your back and closed your thighs, the desire eventually striking you.

You calmed down few moments later but just as Harry seemed to go and grab tissues to help clean you up, you’re grabbing him back.

“Don’t you think I deserve my breakfast too?” 

[tinydestinybear]

hello ✨ can u please do a blurb in the KOH universe where y/n goes into labour and lots of fluff with harry , y/n and please💗💗

helloo! i know you have been waiting for this, so thank you for waiting patiently! i really wanted to write my best especially for you and everyone else who enjoys koh!harry and i’m coming up with more scenarios during Y/N’s pregnancy and after that too soon so i hope you’ll look forward to that. i hope you enjoy! 🥰 

My Angel

Pairing: koh!harry styles x reader x lily

Warnings: blood, giving birth, kissing

A/N: Firstly, I am no professional so some details related to pregnancy and birth may not be accurate - I hope you keep in mind that this is a piece of fiction! If you liked reading please reblog, like, and come talk to me about koh!harry and his family ❤️

It is after a long talk with the doctor that Harry enters their bedroom where Y/N is fast asleep. As soon as the maid attending to Y/N discovers Harry, she bows her head and takes leave. Harry approaches his wife quietly, who’s now twisting in the sheets as she’s woken up by the commotion around. It doesn’t surprise Harry when his heart warms at seeing his wife smile. Y/N is surprised when he quickly takes her in a hug. Harry takes his time showering kisses on her forehead as he hears her grin happily.

Harry had recently been worried about Y/N’s health after he noticed that she was suffering from a slight fever, was sleeping too long and having early morning runs to the bathroom. His worries were relieved when he had requested for the doctor’s presence and the doctor had congratulated them for her pregnancy and assured him that a light fever and nausea were common in early pregnancy.

“I’m proud of you and…congratulations.”

It is silent before Y/N starts laughing, unable to control her laughter. “Who told you to say that? The midwife?”

However, it was the doctor had anxiously explained the entire situation to Harry but in a long drawn out way as if making sure that the King Of Hell will not be able to find any mistakes in their work. Harry had patiently listened to the doctor about what Y/N might go through over the course of her pregnancy - severe changes in mood ranging from more sensitive to being sulky. Dare he say, he was scared for the first time in his life when the doctor spoke of a few examples wherein the mother suffered a lot mentally as well as physically. 

[The Queen may show signs of uneasiness. It is suggested that my Lord comfort her and show his sincerity in welcoming the child.]

He didn’t wish to upset her so he spoke as the doctor had told him to. Y/N cups his face in her hands, silently comforting him to say what really is on his mind.

“...I just don’t know what to do or say. It is unexpected, but I don’t hate it. If you’re upset about my reaction then I’m sorry.”

“No, I am not upset.”

Y/N is very happy. And she’s thankful to him.

She knows he was not ready to have children for a long time. But now, when it has become their reality to see him accept and give his best to make her feel comforted, Y/N knows that everything will be okay. She knows that their child will have a father who’ll give his utmost best to make them feel protected.

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It has been a month since Y/N is diagnosed pregnant, when Harry is woken up by the the body moving around next to him. He has a light sleep nowadays considering his worries for Y/N and their little one never seem to end so whenever he hears even a slight sound, he sits up. 

“Is something wrong?”

“I can’t sleep.”

Harry has seen her sleeping face almost all days now - during evenings, naps in the afternoon. He inwardly thinks, ‘Well, you’ve been sleeping well during the day, so sleep is bound to not come.’

“Is there something I can do to help?”

“I wish to have something.”

“What do you want to eat? I’ll get it ready for you soon.”

“Mangoes.”

There is a brief silence before she asks again, “You won’t get it?” 

Harry is confident that he can find anything she wanted. However, he does know that he cannot find fruits that are not harvested yet. But when he sees his wife look at him with pleading eyes, he is unable to refuse her, “…I’ll look for it.”

As Y/N throws her arms around his neck, hugging him, Harry breaks out in cold sweat.

‘Damn, I’m in trouble now.’

—

Y/N lets out a relaxed sigh as she holds a pair of finished pink socks in one hand, admiring it despite how tiny it was. These days, Y/N has been adding little items she’s been knitting for her little one, even a book collection she’ll read to them while they grow up. She lets out a surprise hiccup as she looks at her stomach at the sudden movement from inside. 

“Little Angel, your mommy isn’t very experienced but I’m knitting items for you, it took me almost three days to make a pair.”

“Will the baby even understand you?” Harry asks as he enters the room, approaching her. 

“Of course, she understands. See they move as if replying to me.”

Y/N quickly grabs his hand, placing it on her stomach but there is no movement. Harry has yet to feel the baby move but he wonders how whenever he places his hand, the baby becomes quiet. He questions whether the baby already hates him.

Y/N doesn’t like when her husband feels disappointed in himself, so she comforts him despite finding that his reaction is a little too adorable. “Absolutely not, I think they’re just shy.”

“Ah that’s good. I’m worried I have to teach them well otherwise they will be too bold like you.”

He replies as he sees her questioning look, “You risked yourself to come see me, all by yourself. Will teach them not to do something like that.”

Just as Y/N speaks to defend herself, a small exclamation escapes both of their mouths as they look at each other, feeling the movement from her stomach. After that, it continues a few more times as if it is saying that the movement a little while ago is not mistaken.

Harry blankly stares at his hand which is resting on his wife’s bulging stomach. He realizes that a life is really growing inside there. As he felt the movement personally seconds back, his chest tightens at the feeling. 

He lowers his head and kisses her. He smiles, seeing her flushed face, their tongues intertwined, and they are both absorbed in the heated kiss until they separate as he plants light kisses on her lips like a finishing touch.

—

As Y/N’s due date approaches, Harry is more anxious than excited to meet their baby. He often stays up all night watching his wife sleep. These days, he has requested for the presence of her doctor, the midwife and a few assistants in their residence to stay alert and wait for any signs of pain that could come.

It is during one fine afternoon when Y/N begins to feel a tingling pain frequently. 

The midwife by her side is observing the intervals since a few minutes and when she notices they are regular enough she announces that Y/N’s labor has begun and she must be escorted to the bedroom. Suddenly, everyone around is moving around.  

A few hours later when Harry arrives after he was informed by an official of the news, he pays no heed to the other demons bowing down to him and instantly runs up the stairs to their bedroom. He is surprised when there is silence in the hallway leading to the room; he had earlier prepared himself to face chaos. 

“Love, are you okay?” 

Although only a short period of time has passed, beads of sweat have appeared on Y/N’s forehead. Having a hard time breathing, she gestures for the people around to leave and requests the doctor and midwife to stay back to explain the condition to Harry.

“We believe the labor’s started. Since it is the Queen's first delivery, it might take sometime but you may be rest assured that we'll take care of her and the baby."

When Y/N curls up her body, her face goes white, Harry feels helpless because he can’t do anything but just watch and motion the midwife to take over and watch as they do some breathing exercise to help her. Her condition seems to worsen each minute, yet she doesn’t seem to lose her cool.

Harry wishes to ask her, how could she be so calm even after feeling such terrible pain? 

He could not watch her suffering so he continues asking the midwife to do something which might help soothe her pain. 

“Will this help her?” 

“Why are you not doing something? She’ll die at this rate.”

The midwife, who has helped in many deliveries before and knows Y/N was merely just entering the birth process, requests Harry to stay outside given how he continues to question every move of theirs.

Yet as he stands outside and hears the cries of his wife, his heart thumps with anxiety - just thinking about the possibility of losing her filled his heart with fear.  Even if he were about to die this second, he would not be this scared.

He keeps sending an assistant to check up on his wife’s condition. The professionals, needless to say, are surprised since it is not often that they see a king linger around the delivering room. They have seen kings come after days to meet their own new borns, so this is unusual to them as they see the King Of Hell himself stand by the door. They earlier feared meeting him, but the King Of Hell whom they conversed with frequently is a sharp contrast to the rumours. 

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It is the next morning when the bedroom door opens and the midwife comes out to announce, “Congratulations, a healthy baby girl has been born.”

Loud cheers are heard as everyone rejoices on the birth of their king and queen’s daughter. Harry lets out a sigh of relief as he enters the bedroom and instantly heads towards his wife. He is not surprised to see that she is close to dosing off to sleep, with her suffering pain from the past day he is happy she will be getting her well deserved rest. 

He holds her hand as he sits down the bed and wipes the sweat remaining on her forehead. The midwife soon brings their baby as she hands their baby to Harry. 

“Lily,” Harry and Y/N both whisper, already under the spell of the tiny body in his hold. “Our little Lily.”

It's not long before Harry feels tears appear in his eyes. As Harry sheds tears for the first time, he recalls Y/N explaining to him about the emotion, ‘cry’. It is an intricate feeling that can be used to express even the simplest emotion. So now as he sees his little one, he knew the tears in his eyes were the only resort to express the simplest emotion inside him, happiness. 

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[tinydestinybear]

My dear Sej 🤍🤍🤍

🏝 As a sucker for angst I would love to see q fight between KoH!Harry and Y/N 😬😬😬😬

ouch koh!harry is still learning so we’ll be a little easy on him this is very early in their relationship when he’s still learning of the extreme emotions within him but what a little extra jealous man he is 😣

w/c: 577 words

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Harry had returned back after a long day when he doesn’t spot Y/N in their room. He decides to freshen up and sort some urgent matters before he watches the sun set and asks the helpers where Y/N is. They return back with no helpful answer so he went in search for her but what he doesn’t expect is to see Y/N talking to a demon.

It has him furrowing his eyebrows and an instant protective feeling arises within him when he sees the demon slightly shift towards her side and bend to look at something she’s showing him.

His footsteps are loud and swift and they both shift to look at him their expressions indicate .. they’ve been caught doing something but Harry couldn’t point a finger at it.

“Mind to share what you two are upto here? That too alone?” He asks, his voice bold while he stares deep into the scared demon’s eyes, looking down on him.

“Can you stop staring at him like a dead soul?”

“And I think I asked you a question? Don’t have an appropriate reply?”

“I’m not gonna continue talking to you if you speak to me like that,” She said, had he known what they were doing “behind his back”, he probably wouldn’t have accused her at once. Y/N takes her leave immediately, her footsteps loud down the hallway.

Harry watches her leave with a panicked heart but he shifts his gaze back to the demon. His gaze is enough to make the demon sputter, “The Queen asked for a specific design of necklace for you My Lord. I hope you can forgive this servant of yours for this mistake.”

Hearing that makes Harry rush towards their room and when he enters, he hears a soft chuckle. 

“Thought so,” Y/N mutters as she looks up at him with teary eyes.

Harry has never felt this guilty and Y/N has never felt this emotional over being accused wrongly. He approaches her slowly before he kneels down in front of her, fingers trembling as he grabs her hands in his, “I’m sorry Y/N, I sincerely apologise. This is definitely not what I wanted to happen. I just-”

His heart breaks at the sight of the tear running down her cheek before she shakes her head and looks up at him, “You should trust me when I say that I love you Harry and I will always do what makes us both happy.”

“It won’t happen again,” He promises as he looks at her, she knows he’s still understanding what emotions are hidden deep inside him so she moves forward towards him and embraces him closer in her arms.

A soft sigh leaves his lips, feeling relaxed now that he’s in her embrace. Before Y/N decides to leave a soft kiss on his forehead, she hears a soft mutter, “Just scared I’m gonna lose you. Never gonna do something this stupid again. I’ll be a better man for you, I promise.”

His promise reminds Y/N that they’re still learning and their relationship’s progressing each day which makes her heart warm, nothing is better than seeing each other grow for the better. She will never give this up because this time with him is worth more than a mere goodbye. “You’re not gonna lose me. Always here with you H. I love you. Gosh you really had to spoil my surprise, didn’t you?”  

“You’re my biggest gift love, don’t need anything else.”

[tinydestinybear]

"anytime without you is far too long" with koh harry?

one romantic man koh harry is 😌

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Harry has never been one to ponder if he should go for a long round check around the kingdom or not but now that he has you, he's spent nights wondering if it was truly worth leaving you alone in the castle with demons as far as one could see.

He knows you stand by his side and you're not someone he has to worry for every minute, but this is the result of his own constant thinking or rather, worrying. So when you assure him that you'll be fine and that you'll send across a message in case something happens, he decides to leave for a short while.

However that doesn't stop him from thinking of you ever time he sees something which reminds him of you - the Lilies growing across in the gardens or when he spots a little colony of bunnies running near the fields. He's definitely getting back a bouquet of flowers he made for you himself with the flowers from the gardens.

The neighbouring army of demons definitely notice the change in their leader when they see him sometimes stare out towards the sky as the sound of birds chirping resides in the background. He'll never say it to others but he misses you even in the simplest ways, how you'd rest your head on his shoulder and how your eyes would sparkle seeing him.

And 2 weeks later when he returns back, he's a little nervous to see you because it's the first time he went away and what if you realise that maybe you could not keep with his frequent visits but there's also this heart fluttering excitement to see your face, feel your presence ... just you.

His foot nervously starts tapping on the ground while he waits for you to welcome him by the mansion. Should he just go inside and greet you? As he's about to enter the mansion, he recognises the sound of your rushed footsteps. It has to be you, please be you. 

He doesn’t let you speak when you appear in front of him because he’s wrapping his arms around you gently and seconds later, feels you embrace him back. For once he feels like thanking the gods because feeling your touch and your kiss on his forehead makes him thankful. 

“You missed me a lot, didn’t you?” Your slight grin and giggles make the butterflies in his stomach rush even more if that was possible as he holds your shoulders to take a look at you - just as beautiful as ever, his angel. 

You’re turning him slightly to enter the mansion with his arms across your shoulder when he shifts your head up towards him, “Anytime without you is far too long My Queen.”

[tinydestinybear]

Hi! I already absolutely love the KOH verse💖💖 I was wondering whether you could do a blurb where Harry is very overprotective about his angels? Like if someone so much looks at them the wrong way he gets mad. Thank you and have a great day.

helloo, i'm absolutely sorry for delaying this blurb! 😞i added something more and i hope you enjoy 💕

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It was not unknown that Harry was very protective over his angels. He considered them his light, in this darkness of hell, who make his heart soft. Y/N was the first girl he had ever fallen in love with – the one who had gotten him to where he is now and Lily was a symbol of their love.  

The King of Hell seeing the other demons disturb his family on a bad day was a hurricane. That was a sign for everyone to scramble back to their places, because if there was even one wrong said, heads would roll. On those bad days he would be like a ticking time bomb and it would take very little for him to explode and so happened.

“Would you like to burn for eternity?” Harry spoke from the extreme end of the hallway to the demon who was caught scolding and dragging Lily by her hair because of her toy lying in the hallway, which according to Harry was an absolutely stupid excuse and when Y/N spotted her teary eyed in the hallway and stopped the demon, he began speaking to her with judgemental eyes. 

Just when YN was about to reply back to him, she heard Harry from the hallway and soon felt a soft touch on her shoulder, Harry was behind her - lip biting, deep red eyes - as he picked up Lily in his arms, kissing her forehead protectively before passing her to Y/N and looked back at the demon. 

“Do you have any idea who you just messed with! Do you?!” Harry’s voiced boomed in the hallway.

“M-My lord please it was a mistake—“ The demon starts trembling, it very much so wasn’t a mistake, it was something the filthy demon had taken pleasure in.

“Oh, I’m sure it was. But I’m sure this will never happen again because I shall torture you and make sure you never walk past them.” Harry’s eyes carried flames, wings now darker than ever. 

“S-Sorry my king.” The demon shook his head, making a quick run but the other demons caught him and took him to the cell.

Meanwhile, Y/N’s bottom lip quivered and tears started in her eyes as she couldn’t help protect their daughter. She could’ve shouted, punished him but something about the angel in her wouldn’t let her do that.

“He’s gone, it’s over m’angel,” Harry said as he came over and wrapped his arms protectively around them both. “Won’t ever happen again, calm down my love.” 

“Why didn’t I do anything? Why couldn’t I?” Y/N sobs.

“Shh, this isn’t your fault. He’s a horrible excuse of a demon and I I feel guilty for letting him have a place in the palace. Lily and you both are safe. Won’t let anything happen to you,” He hushes her as his wings soften around her, kissing her forehead to calm her down.

“It’s not your fault H, it’s not. Can we just go up to our room? I don’t want to stay here anymore.” She whimpers and he takes Lily from her as they head towards the room.

When they get to their room, he set both of his angels down as he adjusts himself to rest beside them and plays with Y/N’s hair as Lily falls asleep between them peacefully. 

The king of hell made sure his angels felt protected at all times.

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